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analbedo · 1 year ago
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writing smth for zhongli heheh it’s dilf season baybee
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analbedo · 1 year ago
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thank you all for one thousand million billion followers ahh i don’t deserve it <3 i’m so glad you guys enjoy my fics hehe
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analbedo · 1 year ago
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📔 gross! ft step bro childe
here’s the prequel to so gross which i’ve been meaning to write (for like a year but who’s counting), hope you all enjoy mwah ♡
đȘ warning: this fic contains dark content, please read my dark content disclaimer before continuing. minors dni.
🩱 cw: stepcest, somnophilia, noncon, creepy behavior, grossness, video taping, use of the word rape, cervix fucking
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childe had a problem. or, at least, what everyone else besides him would consider a problem. he considered it to be a harmless little quirk of his. after all, he’d rationalize, any guy in his position would do the same thing.
he genuinely found nothing wrong with him having a crush on— well, truthfully, an obsession with— his little sister. the fact that he’d steal your used panties from the laundry hamper to smell while he got himself off, pictures from all your social medias pulled up on his pc screen, didn’t ring any alarm bells.
really, how could he not feel the way he did for you? you were hot, but with an innocent aura around you. he’d bet money that you were a virgin, one of his most used fantasies being him taking it from you.
if there was anything that concerned him, it was that you’d catch on to his lecherous ways. childe already suspected you were suspicious of him— you always looked uneasy when he entered the room. it probably had to do with the fact he never wore underwear around the house, so his dick print was visible in his sweatpants, and he’d get half hard just looking at you. he had to admit, though, seeing the brief look of panic on your face when your eyes would flick to his bulge turned him on.
still, he couldn’t have you getting too suspicious. after all, it would ruin his little night escapades into your room. he couldn’t believe his luck when he found out how heavy of a sleeper you were— it made preying on you so much easier.
childe would sneak in at night to jerk off to you sleeping. the way you were so defenseless and unaware made it even hotter. during his earlier visits, he’d bring a pair of your panties to finish in, but, after seeing how you didn’t even stir when he missed one time and his semen landed on your thigh, he opted to just cum on your body instead.
it wasn’t enough to just do that, though. childe wanted to immortalize the moment. after all, you looked so cute with your face covered in his nut. he started video taping him finishing on your face, your thighs, your chest— anywhere he could, honestly. he had at least an hour of footage.
his perversion was escalating— it was only a matter of time before he actually got around to raping you.
it was a once in a lifetime opportunity, your parents would be away on a trip, leaving you and childe alone. he would’ve been stupid to not take the chance. all that day he was brimming with excitement, finally getting the chance to do what he should’ve done the day you met. he could’ve overpowered you at any time, but he opted to wait until you were asleep— he wanted to see the look on your face when you woke up with his dick inside of you.
when the hour finally arrived, he crept into your bedroom like he’d done many nights before. this time, instead of standing at the edge of your bed, he carefully crawled onto it, positioning himself between your legs.
you wore nothing but an oversized shirt and underwear to bed— his favorite. he gently lifted your shirt up to expose your panties, before gingerly placing his finger on your clothed clit. he rubbed in small circles, watching you as a soft moan slipped from your mouth. he could’ve came from just hearing it.
childe couldn’t take it anymore. he didn’t bother removing your panties, simply sliding the fabric to the side with one hand as he pulled out his cock with the other. clear strands of precum dripped from the head onto your bedsheets. he took a deep breath before lining himself up with your hole.
you woke up to a searing pain between your legs, only to find your step brother looming over you. it took a second for you to register what was going on, and the moment you did your stomach churned with disgust.
“get the fuck off me!” you scream, flailing on the bed, trying desperately to scramble away from him.
childe effortlessly grabs your wrists with one hand, the other on your hip.
“aw, you woke up. way to ruin the fun,” he says teasingly. “but,” he begins, before thrusting into you harshly, fully bottoming out. “you still feel so fucking good— even better than i imagined.“
you let out a grown of pain, his thick cock splitting you open while his tip pressed against your cervix.
“ow, fuck— get off me!” you scream, wriggling underneath his grasp. “you’re fucking sick— let me go— i’m telling mom and dad—“
“are you now?” childe says, slowly dragging his cock out of you. “guess i won’t be able to do this again, then, better make it count.”
before you can reply, he pounds into you again, the sharp ache of him ramming your cervix paralyzing you.
you laid still in shock and pain as he continued rutting into you, panting like a rabid dog.
“fuck— i can feel you getting wetter— feels fucking amazing, i knew you always wanted it,” childe moans.
you couldn’t help the way your body responded to his harsh thrusts, your walls automatically lubricating themselves more and more as each thrust had his cock stroking your g spot. //the pleasure wasn’t enough to mask the pain, and you found yourself softly sobbing.
“childe, please, stop it— why are you doing this?” you sniffle.
“i’m sorry, you’re just so pretty— fuck— i can’t help myself,” childe pants, his cock twitching inside you with every thrust. “you’re so fucking tight— you’re a virgin aren’t you?”
the question makes you sob even harder. you were a virgin, and planned on saving yourself for someone special. but here you were, underneath your step brother, getting pounded into like a fleshlight.
“fuck, you look so hot when you cry,” childe moans. the pain in your lower abdomen has gradually subsided, leaving only the euphoric sensation of his cock rubbing on your sweet spot, sending a warm tingling feeling throughout your body.
“can’t wait to breed this tight little pussy of yours— ah— it’s gonna feel so fucking amazing,” childe says through gritted teeth, his pace growing sloppy as he neared his orgasm.
his words snap you back to attention. “what the fuck— that’s fucking gross— please don’t, childe, pull out!” you begged, a hurricane of nausea in your stomach at the thought of his cum being inside you (which was ironic to him, since, at this point, it had been everywhere else on your body).
“sorry, i have to— you feel too good to pull out,” childe moans in reply, pausing between each thrust as his orgasm loomed closer and closer, the coil of pleasure on the verge of snapping.
“don’t,” you whisper softly, though you know it’s pointless.
“fuck- fuck- fuck,” childe hisses, thrusts punctuating each expletive before he stills deep inside you with a sigh of relief, pressing against your cervix. you feel his cock twitch as it pumps your home full with thick, warm liquid.
he slowly pulled out, pausing for a moment to watch his cum seep from your cunt.
“fuck, that was incredible,” he says, tugging the waistband of his pants back up. as he makes his way to your bedroom door, you hear him mumble to himself: “i have to do that again sometime.”
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analbedo · 1 year ago
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what if i said i’m finally writing the prequel to so gross đŸ«Ł
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analbedo · 1 year ago
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📔 tired. ft albedo
albedo works hard, and late into the night. he deserves a little reward for that, doesn’t he?
đȘ warning: this fic contains dark content, please read my dark content disclaimer before continuing. minors dni.
🩱cw: rape/noncon, thigh fucking, raw sex (don’t try this at home), cream pie, somnophilia but only for part of it, dacryphilia, mild breeding kink
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albedo sighed, leaning back in his desk chair. he gazed at the ceiling while rubbing a hand down his tired face. god, he hated late nights like this. he knew going into his field of research that he’d be lucky to go to bed before 3 am— but actually living that reality was a lot more hellish than he could’ve known.
he shut off his laptop, getting a brief glance at himself— his eye bags were getting worse.
“fuck,” he mumbled, shutting the computer closed and taking his empty coffee mug to the sink. he couldn’t stand the taste of that bitter liquid, but he did what he had to do to keep himself up. he silently went through his nightly routine— showering, brushing his teeth, packing his bag for class the next morning— with nothing but the sweet release of sleep on his mind.
albedo stopped abruptly in his tracks as he came to the doorframe of your shared bedroom. you were sound asleep. you made such a pretty picture, the swell of your breasts rising and falling slowly with every breath.
so serene. so defenseless.
truth be told, there was only one thing that made these late nights bearable for albedo, and that was you— and you didn’t even know it. there was no way for him to describe just how tempting you looked while unconscious. he couldn’t help himself. just seeing your sleeping, unaware form was enough to send blood rushing to his cock.
he climbed into bed behind you, chest pressed to your back. he wrapped his arms around you, making sure your body was as close to him as possible.
albedo could feel his cock throbbing, begging for stimulation. he had to be patient, though— too much movement at once might wake you up. he opted to gently fondle your breasts instead, his head buried in your neck as he inhaled your sweet scent.
after a few minutes of torturing himself, he couldn’t take it anymore. he tugged down his boxers, clear precum already drooling from the top. he slipped his slick cock between your thighs. the sensation of the soft flesh squeezing him beef so gently was almost enough to make him finish immediately.
albedo grit his teeth and let out a soft fuck as he slowly pulled out of your thighs before snapping his hips forward.
he was in heaven.
albedo tried his hardest not to move too much or breathe too loud as he desperately rutted into your thighs. the last thing he wanted was for you to wake up and ruin the fun.
you’d woken up a few times before, telling him to stop, often right before he came. he always said he wouldn’t do it again, lying every time. something about your still body did something to him. he got off on knowing you wouldn’t even realize what he does to you while you sleep until you awoke to a sticky mess between your thighs in the morning.
the thought of violating you turned him on even more, he thrusted faster into your thighs. it felt heavenly.
but it wasn’t quite enough.
albedo paused for a moment, his cock pulsing as it yearned for more. he sat up slightly to see your face— still sound asleep. gently, he reached down between your thighs, hooking his finger into the fabric of your panties and gingerly pulling them to the side. his cock was slick enough with precum that he slid right into your cunt, biting his lip to prevent a moan from coming out.
“fuck, you’re so warm,” he hissed. it took all of his strength to not finish as he slowly began to pump in and out of your tight walls.
your body reacted even while unconscious, your pussy getting wetter with each movement of his cock inside you.
albedo tried to control himself, but he was too weak. you felt so good, your warm wet cunt sucking him in with every thrust. he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as possible before he started pounding into you at a vulgar pace.
you awoke to a sharp pain in your lower abdomen, and it took you only a second to realize the cause.
albedo was fucking you mercilessly, hitting your cervix with each rut. your stomach churned with fear and disgust, though the way his cock rubbed your g spot made you feel tingly all over. you wanted to say something, but you knew it was futile. you’d awoken so many nights to him humping your thighs, it was only a matter of time before it escalated.
“fuck— you feel so fucking good— ‘m gonna breed you nice and full— ah— make you take every drop,” albedo moaned in your ear, his lewd words making you feel even sicker.
“been waiting so long to pump this pussy full while you’re asleep, fuck,” he hissed.
you tried your hardest to stay still, trying not to let your shoulders shake with a sob while a tear ran down your face. you must have let out a whimper because albedo stopped in his tracks.
“you’re awake?” he asked.
“please stop,” you choked out, trying not to burst into tears. it was so humiliating when he did this to you, using you like his personal toy to get off. part of you wished you didn’t wake up.
albedo slowly pulled out before sitting up.
“i’m sorry,” he says, genuinely sounding remorseful, before pinning you onto your back and moving between your legs. “you just feel too good. i can’t stop.”
before you could register his words he was pounding you again, his cold hands holding your hips in position.
your body froze in terror and revulsion.
“fuck,” albedo sighed with his head thrown back. “you just got so fucking tight— fuck, it’s like you’re sucking me in.”
your mind tried to process exactly what was happening— he was actually violating you, and enjoying it at that. you couldn’t stop yourself from sobbing. warm tears streamed down your face, and you hiccuped with every breath you drew.
“you’re crying? fuck, that’s cute,” albedo said, leaning forward to grab the headboard, one hand still holding you in place. “keep going, please.”
you tried to stop but the tears kept coming— you’d never felt so humiliated, even those mornings when you’d wake up to find he had came between your thighs in the night. you were beyond disgusted, and angry, and all you could do was cry.
“fuck— just like that, so fucking cute— ah,” albedo slammed into you one final time, his tip hitting your cervix as he came. “fuck— take it,” he moaned as he filled you with the thick, white liquid.
you felt his cock throb inside you as he finished, and even after— he didn’t pull out until he was soft.
albedo sighed as he slowly pulled out, flipping onto the bed next to you. when you finally got the courage to turn to face him and confront him for what he did, you found him fast asleep.
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analbedo · 1 year ago
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working on smth for albedo
 going back to my roots muahaha
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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i was at your other blog and when i saw you had a dark content one i just had to request this!! can't stop thinking about tighnari going om his heat and raping reader lol
skccjjzjzks characters going in heat will forever be my favorite trope gn. also technically tighnari is a boy so he apparently doesn’t go into heat o.O mans is a breeding machine all year babey. but he’s also pixels and i’m a pervert and not letting biology stop me from living out my pervert dreams 💯 scientists works hard but the sickos work harder. i especially like this trope with him bc our hybrid boy is canonically pretty chill nice guy but when he starts that heat cycle he is a shameless monster ♡
📔 visitor ft. tighnari in heat
🩱 cw: breeding kink, forced breeding, noncon (like fr he does not want you to consent), mild predator/prey dynamics, gaslighting if you squint? idk, perverted behavior 😟, sprinkle of degradation, implied kidnapping at the end o_O
đȘ warning: this fic contains dark content, please read my dark content disclaimer before continuing. minors dni.
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you knew how hard it was on an average day for your former colleague, how many people tugged on his tail or rubbed his ears without permission. as cute as you found them, you knew his fox like features were more trouble to him than it’s worth; now, you’ve learned of another burdensome consequence: his heat cycle. though, unlike the other misfortunes, this one you actually bore together.
tighnari didn’t hear you enter his house or his room, not even when you shut the heavy front door. he was too focused on the misery of his condition. he’d survived many heat cycles without giving in to his perverse, animalistic desires; he simply had to avoid anything arousing, and under no circumstances could he have any sort of sexual stimulation— otherwise, he couldn’t help himself.
he tried to play by his rules, he truly did. it should have been easy enough, too; he was diligent in both his research and career, he didn’t have time for romance either way. however, tighnari knew that when the two of you happened to reconnect earlier in the year, you could be
 a problem. he’d always found you cute and charming, and your appeal only grew as the years went by. he knew the safest thing to do was to avoid you for the days leading up to the beginning of his heat cycle; any accidental touch or arousing act by you could start it early.
but, he just couldn’t help himself. the last night before he went into heat, you invited him over for dinner. unbeknownst to you, when tighnari got up to use your restroom, he swung by your bedroom to “borrow” something of yours; really, he had to go two whole weeks without seeing you, of course he needed something to remember you by. the choice was simple: something small, easily portable, and you wouldn’t notice missing. he knew his item of choice could possibly trigger his incessant, uncontrollable arousal, but, so could merely having a dinner with you.
it never occurred to him to tell you why he had to hide away for a week; he really should have, but he never counted on you stopping by uninvited, and going into heat was simply too embarrassing to tell you about. maybe if he did, you wouldn’t have walked in unannounced, maybe you would have willingly given him something to remind him of you.
maybe you wouldn’t have stumbled across him sitting on the floor, flushed and haggard with his head thrown back in pleasure, pathetically stroking his cock and moaning your name while clutching a pair of your black lace underwear in his hands.
tighnari didn’t even look at as you stepped inside, causing a floorboard to creak like an old church organ. he was too lost in his overstimulated, overly aroused, and overly fatigued haze. it wasn’t until you you softly spoke his name, did he somewhat snap to attention and meet your eye.
i’m hallucinating, tighnari thought, sitting upright. there was no way you were so invested in the life of a former classmate turned acquaintance you’d stop by unannounced with a bag that smelled of a delicious home cooked meal. he’d really done it this time; his lust was so out of control it had made him delirious.
as tighnari got up from the floor, his button down shirt and unbuttoned pants still showing much more of him than you intended to see, you got a chill down your spine. something about him was
 off. as if this wasn’t your old friend, but someone, or something completely else. you set the food down, deciding whatever you intruded on would be best if forgotten.
“um, im sorry, i’ll come back later,” you squeaked, briskly turning around to leave his bedroom.
“no,” tighnari rasped, his voice hoarse from so much
 overuse. he grabbed your wrist before you could make it out the door frame.
you were embarrassed, but now the tight grip of his hand, made you afraid. very afraid. you refused to turn around, you couldn’t see your friend like this. with some struggle you freed your hand, partly because his was slick with some slimy substance. you ran for the door before you had time to think about what it was.
you’d gotten as far as the living room before tighnari tackled you from behind, pinning you to the ground.
“tighnari, please,” you whimpered. “what are you doing?”
“interesting,” he murmured. despite his face less than a foot away from yours, and his forest tinted eyes viciously glued to yours, it sounded as if he were talking to someone else; as if you weren’t really there. “i suppose by having to hunt down my mate, i’m provided a feeling of satisfaction with my predation abilities, that could translate to increased feelings of satisfaction with my reproductive abilities, perhaps finally ending my heat cycle. i’d always ponder the idea having a mate would easily satiate my desires— not that i truly do; this is likely a defensive mechanism of my brain to reduce the amount of stimulation it receives; one perfect mating session that will finally take me out of this lecherous hell of a heat cycle.”
what the fuck was he talking about?
“what the fuck are you talking about,” you said, in a tone far more fearful than it was in your head.
“it’s strange, though, given my attraction to her, it would make more sense if she was attracted to me as well— ah, but consent is merely a human construct, and these are animalistic urges; the thrill of the hunt is far more arousing than traditional romance,” tighnari continued, as if you hadn’t spoken. “well, enough hypothesizing, let’s get to the fun part.”
your heart pounded so hard you were sure it would crack a rib as tighnari took one hand to your chest. he massaged your beast through your blouse, before suddenly grabbing the neckline and ripping straight down, stripping you to your bra.
tears pricked your eyes. why was he doing this? did going into heat really make him such an animal he would take advantage of you to fulfill his needs— well, no, he was lucid enough to actually justify raping you. so then—
your train of thought was cut off as tighnari swooped down and bit your neck, hard. you cried out in pain as his sharp teeth bore into your flesh— fucking hell, was he going for blood? you reflexively tried shoving him off you, but he grabbed both your wrists and pinned them to your chest as he pulled back.
“i will say,” he began, his lips slick with saliva, but thankfully not blood. “the fighting back actually is a nice touch, certainly makes things more exciting, i feel like such an animal,” he chuckled, before leaning down and leaving another searingly painful hickey on your breast.
tighnari leaned back once more to admire his work, for such a domestic man, he did a damn good job at marking. hopefully, after capturing you, marking you, his last act would fully quell the feral lust in him.
your blood ran cold as tighnari slid his free hand up your skirt, hooking his finger around the bottom of your underwear, and roughly yanking it to the side. he wondered just how realistic this hallucination could be. his cock was twitching with desire, clear liquid oozing in a stream from the tip. the tears finally came as you felt him line up with your entrance after smearing his precum all over your vulva.
tighnari was merciless as he shoved his cock into you, using enough force that he was halfway inside in a single stroke. you screamed, the pain of being penetrated so roughly was so intense, it felt as if your entire body was being split in two. he removed his hand from under your skirt to slap it over your mouth.
“no one can hear her, but, damn, that’s annoying.” after a serious of aggressive thrusts, he managed to bottom out inside you.
through the tear blurred vision of your eyes, you saw tighnari’s face, full of bliss. as he slowly began to pull out and point his cock back into you, you couldn’t help but sob even more, your cries muffled by his hands.
“ah- ah, fuck it’s so realistic, i can even feel her body trying to resist— so fucking tight,” he groaned, his pace quickening. no amount of self sexual stimulation could compare to the euphoria he was experiencing; there was a nagging thought in the back of his mind that maybe you weren’t a mirage, but, even so, he couldn’t help himself: his fantasies finally came to fruition. “fuck, wanna go deeper, wanna breed you so good, s-so so good, gotta pump you full- ah,” tighnari whined, his first statement addressing you. he might as well fully indulge in his fantasy, he thought, removing his hands from your mouth and wrist to pin your thighs against your chest, his thumbs digging in to the back of your knees.
you cried out in pain— he actually managed to go deeper, every stroke punching your cervix and sending a cramp like pain throughout your abdomen.
“oh, fuck,” tighnari moaned as he rutted into your aching pussy even faster. “fuck, i’ve never finished this fast before- hah- i’m so close already, im gonna fill you up so good, baby, oh, god.”
you sobbed loudly from pain and disgust as the tip of his cock pressed up against your cervix, painting your walls with thick coats of warm semen.
you looked up at tighnari’s flushed face— you were sure he had lost it, but you hoped there was some truth to his words, that he was done now.
oh, how naive you were.
tighnari gave you no time to recover, immediately flipping you over onto your stomach, roughly jerking your hips up before grabbing both arms and pinning them against you while pressing down on your upper back so you made a perfect little arch.
you hadn’t even registered what happened before you felt him rutting into you again, his pace rapid and sloppy like he was already about to cum inside you again.
“fuck, feels so amazing- ah, i never knew it f-felt this good to actually breed- hah,” tighnari panted. “your pussy’s so much warmer and wetter after f-inishing inside you, oh fuck- i gotta do it again, just one more time- mm- w-wanna make a mess inside you- ah”
tighnari’s hands moved to your hips, slamming them against his as his rhythm grew frantic. at this point, you could hardly feel any pain from the girth of his cock or him slamming your cervix; the thick white liquid he spilled inside you made your cunt so slick all you could feel was the warmth of his cock sliding in and out of you.
“fuck,” tighnari whined, his voice increasing in pitch. with a final thrust he held you against him, and you could feel your pussy pool with more of his semen, the thick fluid filling you up until it overflowed and dripped down your thighs in warm rivulets.
tighnari sighed in pleasure as he slowly slid his cock out of you, glistening with your slick and his own cum.
“hm,” he said softly, noticing how erect he still was. if you really were a mere hallucination, you would have faded by now; after properly satisfying himself, he was thinking more clearly. yet, there you were, still, arched with his seed spilling out of your hole in a steady stream.
well, you were already here, and he had at least 10 more days of heat to go; he could keep pretending you weren’t real and he was delirious for a little bit longer. even if it was only to soothe his guilt as he told you “since i’m still hard, i must have to keep going. hopefully this will be the last,” knowing full well he’d keep you as his little breeding slut, pumping you full of his cum over and over again until his animalistic, sadistic urges were somehow satisfied, which would most likely be when he first sees that little baby bump; only then would his desires truly be fulfilled.
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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its so hard to find ur fics😭 i dont fucking know why
oh no D: i’ll make a master list, the only reason i haven’t already is bc i don’t have that many fics akckksskdn
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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THAT FUCKING CHILDE FIC WAS 😟😟😟😟😟😟😟 I WAS SPEECHLESS MATE
i love itđŸ€­â€Œïž I WANT TO SLAP HIM THO
SO TRUE he’s the worst smh 🙄🙄 and thank u ♡ !
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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THAT CHILDE FF. THANK YOU, REALLY. As sick it may be, I loved it so much, thank you for writing it!!
thank you i’m glad you enjoyed it love 💛 i love m’y evil ginger boy hehe :3
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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📔 ok but fr i can’t keep neglecting my main it’s just so haaaaard righting normal stuff every time i think of my blorbos my brain immediately transports them into the sick evil twisted nonconner siscon piss kink hentai addict narcissistic sociopathic asshole meanie pervert boy chamber and rotates them in 3d in my mind.
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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📔 *twirls hair and cutely thinks about albedo tighnari duo doing bad things to me* *adorably ponders the implications of being a freshman in a senior-only biology class and getting paired up with them for an assignment* *daintily fantasizes about how easy two smart twentysomething year olds could manipulate a teenage girl that looks up to them because they’re just sooooo smart* *sighs dreamily as i construct a scenario in which we end up staying too late in the library, but, oh no, they’re too chivalrous to let a girl walk back to her dorm alone, especially when she doesn’t know where it is; and, while they’re already there, how about they keep you company until your roommate gets back? they’d feel bad leaving you all alone* *wistfully gazes out the window as i imagine what could possibly go wrong if i take a little nap, since they’re there to watch over me and absolutely have no bad intentions being all alone with a young naive girl in her dorm* *femininely imagines about them actually having bad intentions, very bad intentions, extremely bad intentions, intentions so vile and immoral and foul there aren’t even existing laws against them because they’re so sick and inhumane no one would possibly do that, right? wrong!!* *opens notes app*
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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ur albedo fic made me cry and horny at the same time how is that possible !?!? /pos
aww thank you 😭 ngl i need to write more albedo dark fiction but he’s such a good boy it’s hardddddd like my baby angel darling wouldn’t do that :( i have an idea of a fic id like to write though but ngl it’s kind of insane. a little twisted and sick, if you will.
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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currently drooling over your childe fic rn.. like i'm absolutely in love with itt. i've also recognize you from your stepcest fic of him so i'm glad that you're still well and uploading!
wkdkckdkjsjs thank you 😭 ngl i did nawt think people would read it it was so long and basically a self insert, im so happy you enjoyed it :’) and yes hehe i’m back and worse than ever fr 😈 my new year’s resolution is to spread the childecest agenda even further
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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THAT CHILDE FIC WAS SO GOOD. IM TOO SCARED TO SAY THIS ON MY MAIN BECAUSW ITS RLLY GROSS BUT WEIRDLY I LIKE IT ???? I LOVW IT ITS SO GOOD. GUILTY PLEASURE. â˜č
skvfksjsfjf you and me both anon it was HORRIFIC but also so
 you know đŸ«Ł. childe and piss + stepcest just go so well together it’s sick honestly hyv is clearly at fault for giving us a character with such siscon piss kink vibes . ngl i might have to write another childe piss kink fic. he’s not even in my top 3 favorite characters but hes probably my fave to write for like ⁈ i ♡ problematic men i can make more problematic

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analbedo · 2 years ago
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📔 that boy’s a liar ft asshole virgin killer jock bf childe
ngl im having Bad Childe Thoughtsâ„ąïž sorry he’s such nonconner bait like skskfkkdks. also this was not supposed to be this long sadly i just got too silly wit it >_> also it’s been so long since i wrote i had to keep looking words up to make sure i used them right asksjdjsk i was staring at my phone for like 10 minutes bc there’s no way sinisterly is a word đŸ€š anyway.
i could easily imagine him being, like, an asshole jock, probably plays some rich boy sport like lacrosse 😭 and every time the school year starts he’s always looking for another cute freshman to fuck. he had a thing for virgins, and no one was more virginal than a fresh out of high school girl, eager to find her first boyfriend, completely oblivious to the nature of men. (well, really, men like him.)
đȘ warning: this fic contains dark content, please read my dark content disclaimer before continuing. minors dni.
🩱cw: virginity kink, dubcon/sexual coercion, noncon/rape (both implied and explicit, the word rape is also used), misogyny (i’m sorry womenđŸ„ș), emotional manipulation, unhealthy relationships, unconsensual nude sharing, degradation, unconsensual creampie-ing (is there a better word for this?), hair pulling, mouth spitting, contraception mention⁉
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and that’s what led ajax to you, the bright eyed, overly naive barely legal cheerleader. most cheerleaders were too slutty for his tastes, but he could tell from the innocent way you swung your hips and nervousness around guys that you’d probably never had a boyfriend, let alone sex.
bagging you was too easy, he almost felt bad for you. he’d barely finished inviting you to one of his games when you’d excitedly accepted. afterward, him convincing you to go to a frat party later that night was child’s play (no pun intended). from there on, you were putty in his hands. ajax had no real intentions of dating you, you were a bit too innocent for his tastes. but, when you offhandedly mentioned you were saving yourself for “the one” (seriously?), he realized he had no other choice.
nothing really changed after you made it official, you still went to his games and parties with him, and sent him nudes that he was definitely sending to his friends’ groupchat. ajax, the notorious virgin killer, and his new victim. the general consensus was that you were the hottest one he found, which was an accomplishment, but his friends teased him for how long it was taking for him to smash— “you’re losing your touch there, casanova” kaeya texted him after he updated the chat on his latest date with you.
ajax rolled his eyes, but it was true. you were really not trying to give it up, even if you were blackout drunk, slurring your words at parties, even when he lit candles and set out rose petals for your one month anniversary, even when he said he’d never tell anyone. nothing was working, and he was starting to get annoyed. nutting on you face, tits, and ass wasn’t cutting it; if anything he was starting to get more and more sexually frustrated. he wouldn’t force you, he wasn’t that type of guy, but damn it if he wasn’t running out of ways to try to convince you to let him actually put his dick inside you; he’d even settle for just head at this point.
ajax reached his breaking point one night after a game. his team won the championship finals for their division, or something, which meant they had a solid chance at playing to win the state title. surely, he deserved something for that. so, when you invited him over to celebrate after, he was expecting more than you just surprising him with a homemade dinner after his shower.
“that’s it?” ajax asked, looking in disbelief at the table, his voice gradually growing louder and meaner as he spoke. “you fucking cook for me all the time, why the fuck would you think this is a surprise?”
you felt your heart sink a little bit; you’d put way more effort into it than your usual dishes, and you thought he’d might like a nice, fulfilling dinner after working so hard. ajax had little outbursts like this all the time, but he assured you that’s just how relationships are, and who would give up a tall, handsome, perfectly sculpted redhead athlete just because he’s a little temperamental.
you remained quiet; usually, this is where he’d apologize and say he had a bad day, or was tired. but, his tirade kept going.
“we’ve been together three fucking months and you’re still acting like the same boring virgin bitch as when we started dating. i thought for once you’d stop fucking neglecting me and finally fucking put out.” ajax reached up to run a hand through his damp auburn hair, his towel slipping down ever so slightly as he did so. you felt your face grow warm in embarrassment and desire. you wanted to wait, but him borderline flashing you sent butterflies down your stomach to between your legs.
“i’m sorry,” you said meekly, genuinely meaning it. you tried explaining how scared you were to do it for the first time; stds, pregnancy, or having your cherry popped, which you imagined would be more painful than it sounds. ajax always gave you the same responses, that he was clean, he’d pull out, he’d be gentle. you had no reason to deny him, really, you saw a future with him; and, if he’d dated you this long without having sex, you imagined he’d want to be with you forever once you said yes.
but still, something in your body was telling you to stop, leave, run. as many butterflies as he gave you, there were still cold claws of dread and fear dragging in your chest at the thought of sleeping with him. “i’m just not ready yet, baby. i’m sorry.” you replied, unable to meet his eye.
that was probably a good thing, because the look of disgust he casted would’ve been enough to make you break down in tears. “not
 ready?” ajax asked in an angry low timbre. “you’re a fucking adult, for christ’s sake, what the fuck do you mean you’re not ready? it’s fucking sex, not a marriage proposal.” he huffed incredulously, running both hands through his hair now while throwing his head back. he turned away from you, finally allowing you to lift your gaze from the floor. staring at his back, you realized just how muscular your boyfriend was— and tall too.
if he really wanted it, he could easily take it. you wouldn’t stand a chance.
the thought alone made your throat swell and eyes prick. you never thought he could be that kind of guy; and if he is, wouldn’t it be better to just let him do what he wants? maybe he’d go easy on you if you said yes now.
“everyone else on the team is probably getting ass at that after party, and i’m fucking stuck here playing house with a childish ass bitch,” ajax groaned. his words felt like punches straight to the gut; you instinctively held your abdomen in response. he turned around to you, his face now free of anger, but full of
 something. you didn’t know what, but it was sending shivers down your spine. “you know, this is the longest i’ve ever gone without having sex,” he said in a neutral tone, slowly walking around the table to approach you. you winced as he lifted your chin up, bringing his face uncomfortably close to yours.
“look at me,” ajax said softly, but sinisterly. you forced your tear filled eyes to meet his, but not without trembling in fear. “you’re neglecting me, you know. isn’t it a little unfair to deprive me of intimacy, when i’ve been doing everything i can to make you comfortable? why are you so scared of me, hm? why don’t you trust me?” you merely blinked in response; if you talked you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold back sobbing. “i don’t neglect you, do i? is there anything you want that i don’t for do?” you pondered the question; though he was rarely ever nice or this soft spoken, he had a point— physically, he’d given you all the cuddles and forehead kisses you could want.
still, that wasn’t the same thing as having sex? or, was it? who’s to say he finds cuddling as intimate as lovemaking? maybe sex was to him what cuddling was to you— maybe you were neglecting him. you shook your head softly in reply.
“good girl, you’re right. i’ve done everything i can to prove you can trust me, does that not matter to you? will i never be good enough for you?” ajax’s voice sounded sincere, but the cold, perverse look in his eyes still made you doubt. “i’ve been so patient, baby. i could’ve taken it any time i wanted, but i waited for you. you gonna keep me waiting forever?”
something about his logic wasn’t quite adding up to you— but, it didn’t matter. your brain was too clogged with fear to compute anything. plus, he confirmed what you tried so hard to not acknowledge all along: if he wanted you, he could have you, whether you wanted it or not. your heart thudded in your chest.
you felt guilty for depriving your boyfriend for so long, but that was overshadowed by your fear of what he’d do to you if you kept kept saying no. “ok,” you whispered meekly, so soft you were surprised he even heard it.
or, maybe he didn’t. it probably wouldn’t have made much of a difference.
ajax smiled, though this time his grin of approval filled you with cold terror instead of giddy excitement. “i knew you’d do the right thing.”
***
“shouldn’t we use condoms?” you asked. you were sitting on your bed, wrapping your naked body with your fuzzy pink blanket. maybe you were as childish as he said. the more you thought about it, the less you wanted to do it, but, it was too late mow.
“they’re too small for me, but, don’t worry, i’m clean. can’t let an std fuck up my lacrosse career, you know?” ajax said casually, walking towards the bed.
“no, not for that. i meant for- i mean, like, i’m not on, like, birth control or anything—” you stammered.
“oh that’s fine, i was gonna pull out anyway. can’t let a baby fuck up my career, either,” he replied, chuckling at his own joke before giving you a light peck. “plus, you’re too hot to knock up right now, it’d ruin your body. i’d save that for after you’ve already hit the wall. anyway,” he said sliding back on the bed and leaning against the wall. “come here princess, i’ll show you what to do.”
you turned around and crawled toward him, sitting back on your heels. his comment about your body momentarily snapped you out of your fearful haze; were you really about to give it up to such an asshole?
ajax twirled his finger, motioning you. “face that way, towards the door. and get on your hands and knees”
“like this?”
“perfect. now—” instead of giving instructions, ajax put his hand between your shoulder blades and pushed you down roughly. “you’re gonna stay like that.”
it was kind of humiliating being in such a lewd pose; you’d always imagined your first time would be passionate missionary sex, not getting your back blown out. ajax shuffled behind you on the bed; he was taking his boxers off.
“okay, you ready? i’m gonna be honest, it’s pretty big, and it’s gonna hurt a lot before it starts to feel good, alright?” ajax said as he positioned himself behind you, his hands on your hips as he slowly dragged the tip of his dick against your vulva. “just keep taking it, though,” he said, lowering his voice for the rest of his sentence: “i didn’t wait all this time just to get blue balled.”
ajax lined himself up with your hole, and you sucked in a breath as you felt the slight pressure of his tip on the outer rim. you winced, scrunching your face as you prepared for him to actually go in.
sadly, nothing could’ve prepared you for that type of pain.
“fuck— ajax stop, no, it hurts— it hurts too much—” you cried out, practically screaming.
“tch. stop being so dramatic, i’m not even halfway in,” ajax paused his speech as he pushed into you further, eliciting a yelp. the searing pain was almost enough to render you unconscious, and, god, how you wish it actually did. “it’ll hurt less once you’re used to it. relax, for fucks sake. the more you panic the more it hurts.”
you wished you could heed his advice— but, then again, what does he know? he’d only ever inflicted the pain, never received it. there’s no way he could comprehend how horrific it felt being split open, your body resisting every inch but still being made to take it. the pain came from between your legs and in your head, too, the few fleeting thoughts you had besides how much it hurt questioning how he could put you through this, if he really loved you, he knew you weren’t ready.
you abandoned speech altogether, merely sobbing as ajax continued to push his thick cock inside you.
ajax paused again. “crying’s only hot if i can see it. shut the fuck up, you’re killing the mood.” when you didn’t stop sobbing, he grabbed you by the ponytail, jerking your towards him so he could mutter in your ear; the shock was enough to shut you up, at least momentarily. “i swear i get soft ‘cause you keep whining like a bitch, you’re gonna suck it til it’s hard again, and i’ll make sure it hurts a whole lot fucking worse.” he let go of your hair, your body flopping limply back onto your bed.
you took a deep breath, biting down on your arm to silence yourself, and prepared for the worst.
ajax was angry now, and, being the cause of his agitation, he happily took it out you. you bit down so hard you could’ve sworn you drew blood as he continued to shove his cock inside you; his thrusts were rough, it felt as he was tearing you open. just as your brain grew delirious with pain, you felt one final shove before the warmth of his body was against your ass.
“there, that wasn’t so bad, was it, baby? i don’t even think you’re bleeding,” ajax cooed. you were so beat down you couldn’t even speak, but he didn’t really need a reply; he didn’t care how bad it was for you, because it was perfect for him. “but i know you’re still a virgin, or, were a virgin, ‘cause you’re so fucking tight.” he moaned as he held your hips and pushed into further, somehow managing to get even deeper. this caused a new type of discomfort; less of the searing torture of him going in, but a nonetheless dull, aching pain in your lower abdomen.
“fuck, you feel so good, pussy’s gripping me so tight like it’s made for me. think i just hit your cervix, too.” ajax’s hands traveled from your hips to your ass, massaging the soft flesh on either side. “you’re so fucking hot, i could probably cum just from this.”
panic became the new sensation that took you over. “but you said you’d pull out,” you cried, trying a last ditch attempt to crawl away from him.
ajax easily held you against him again, and sighed in annoyance. “i said i could, not that i would, stupid slut. you’re the last girl alive i’d knock up; who’d wanna spend 18 years with your annoying ass?”
tears returned to your eyes; is this really how he viewed you? was this entire relationship just a ruse to get in your pants?
well, it didn’t matter, at this point. he was already there, and wasn’t leaving until he finished. you had no choice but to take it.
ajax clicked his tongue before gently sliding out of you, barely an inch. he showed no mercy thrusting back into you, though, making that dull ache resonate again. he slowly pulled out again, leaving only the tip inside.
“damn, you’re pretty wet for a bitch that says she doesn’t want it,” he sneered. ajax slammed his dick back inside you; strangely, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as the first time, minus him hitting your cervix. “but virgins are all the same,”ajax continued, picking up the pace at which he rutted into you. “you pretend you don’t want it to ‘cause of your purity bullshit, but the second i’ve got you bent over you start creamin’ on me like a porn star, can’t help yourself.”
the pain of him sliding into you was gone at this point; you could only feel the drag of his cock against your walls, rubbing against a spot that made ecstasy shoot through you. even the ache from him going too deep started to feel pleasurable. you couldn’t help but moan as waves of euphoria washed over you.
“yeah, you like that, baby?” ajax purred, before sending a sharp smack to your ass. he chuckled hearing you moan at that, too. “damn, you’re a masochist, too? didn’t think a pure little princess would be such a whore in bed.” he slapped your ass again, before reaching around to grab your neck and pull you towards him and titling your head back so he could look into your face. “bet you’re sorry for making me wait, huh? fucking tease,” he snapped, before spitting into your mouth. “swallow it.”
you did as you were told, disgusted by the feeling of the warm, foamy liquid landing in your mouth and sliding down your esophagus. he let you go, and you fell again back onto the bed. ajax placed a large hand on your back, pushing you down into the right position.
“keep your back fucking arched,” ajax scolded. with one hand pressing you into the sheets, and one firmly grasping the softness of your hip, he rutted into you, harder, and faster, each thrust sending shots of pleasure and pain throughout your whole body.
“ah- ajax- slow- fuck- slow down, ‘ts too much- too fast-i can’t—” you moaned, drooling onto the sheets. it felt so wrong, letting him do this to you, with all the awful things he’s said and done— but, you couldn’t help how good it felt taking his dick, every movement adding to the euphoric build up that made your body limo and head dizzy.
the intensity of pain and pleasure increased as he leaned over to hiss in your ear: “you’re gonna take what i fucking give you., slut.” ajax pried open your jaw, and shoved two long fingers into your mouth. “i’m tired of listening to you moaning, i wanna hear you gag for me, princess.” you choked around him, his digits pressing the back of your throat. “yeah, just like that, baby.”
the feeling of his fingers being pushed down your throat as he panted in your ear, while still not letting up on his rapid thrusts was all too stimulating; you felt your body tremble as you came, tranquillizing euphoria spreading your body like electricity. you could vaguely feel your pussy flutter around ajax’s dick, involuntarily clenching around him.
“fuck, you just got so much tighter— ah, wetter, too,” ajax moaned in your ear, burying his head in the crook of your neck and shoulder. “fuck, baby, i’m so close, feels so fucking good—” he cut himself off with his own panting, desperately chasing his own release.
it took you a moment to register his words in your post orgasm haze, but you quickly snapped to attention once you did. you jerked your head to the side so his fingers were no longer massaging the back of your tongue.
“wait- ajax, you said you’d pull out—”
“god, i know, i will, now shut the fuck up before you ruin it,” he groaned. his hands moved to yours, pinning your wrists down while as rhythm grew sloppy.
“ajax, please- you said you wouldn’t, cum inside me— please— please don’t don’t—“ you plead desperately.
“shut up, bitch,” ajax spat. “i know what im fucking doing,”. “i’m not gonna nut inside you— fuck— just need a little more—ah”
“please don’t,” you whispered softly; you were almost certain ajax wouldn’t risk cumming inside you— his reasoning was sound, but there again was that feeling of chilling dread as he kept messily rutting into you.
“fuck, ‘ts so good, so fucking wet— ah” ajax panted, indifferent to your reminders. his speed slowed, now more pronounced pounding. “fuck, fuck, i’m sorry baby, it just feels too fucking good, i can’t— ahh”
you screamed for him to stop, but it was too late; you could feel after his final thrust a warmth inside you, spreading deeper into your core as he wrapped his arms around you. “ajax, stop it— get off— let me go!” you screeched, desperately trying to break free from his grasp.
“sorry, princess, ‘ts too late now. shit, there’s so fucking much, too,” ajax sighed, pushing into you even harder. “fuck.”
nothing could describe the disgust you felt, trapped under your boyfriend’s sweaty, toned body as he forced you to take every last drop of his cum, shamelessly draining his balls inside your limp body. you knew you had to worry about pregnancy or an sti, but those were far from your mind.
the only thing you could think about is how bad you wanted to die.
ajax finally released you, getting off the bed and searching for his clothes. once free, you immediately crawled into a fetal position, tears pooling from your eyes as his cum drooled down your thighs.
epilogue
“sorry about that, by the way,” ajax said nonchalantly, as if he didn’t basically ruin your life. “it’s been so long since i last had sex, i guess i forgot how to pull out in time, so it’s kind of on you for making me wait.”
you said nothing; as humiliated as you were, you couldn’t risk more embarrassment by actually responding to him.
“hey, so, there’s still an after party going on, so i think i’m gonna check that out. you don’t have to worry about coming though— shit, sorry— attending, i know you probably have some shit you wanna work through right now. soooo,” you heard his footsteps head toward your bedroom door. he paused, as if he was waiting for a response, but eventually you heard him leave your room, head out the front door, and drive off. you laid on your bed, curled up in shame, for what felt like an eternity, until the loud text alert from your phone jolted you out of your catatonic state. it was a text— from ajax, surprisingly.
hey. left you a apology gift on your table. hope it helps.
you threw on a bathrobe and shuffled miserably back to your dining room. the elaborate feast you made was embarrassing to look at; all that effort just to get borderline raped by your boyfriend for his special night. you saw the gift he must have been referring to: a wad of bills, that, when you counted them it amounted to $65. you read the messy scrawl on the accompanying note:
enough for a plan b ♡
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analbedo · 2 years ago
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can I ask you a question? why do you write about rape and non con stuff? would you like to try it? I'm sorry I'm just really curious about it you don't have to answer if you don't want to
i would never try it, which is why i write about it. i think it’s rly hot but i wouldn’t want someone who gets aroused by violating people to be able to act on their paraphilia :3
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