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hate sex with eren. cw nsfw minors dni he’s mean af

“don’t stop.”

the words come out muffled with your cheek smushed against the door. you are partially making sure that no one will hear the two of you in the closet, but also because it’s all you can do. he makes your whole body turn to putty in his hands, so the least you can do is try to stand up straight.

you shouldn’t have said anything, because even with him inside you, he’ll find someway to piss you off.

eren pauses his movements abruptly, his fingers pressing into the fat of your hips. “weren’t you sayin’ something earlier?” you can practically hear the smirk on his face. “something about you despising me?”

“eren.” you whine, body unconsciously trying to grind against him.

he is quick to stop it. eren’s palm pushes at your lower back while his other hand grips your hair, jerking it down harshly so that your head tips up to face his. it hurts, but everything with him does.

“tell me.” he sneers, watching how tears prick your eyes. “tell me exactly what you said.”

you do your best attempt at matching his expression, narrowing your eyes. “said that you’re a pathetic asshole that can only think with your dick.”

something inside you sinks as you see his anger morph into a sadistic smile, his green eyes sparkling in mischief. you feel his cock twitch inside of you. “so what does that make you? a slut or a whore?”

“fuck you.” you spit.

he lets go of your hair to shove you back against the wall. you can’t even get adjusted before eren pistons inside you faster than before. your hand is quick to slap over your mouth to try and stop your moans but eren is quicker— he grabs your wrists with one hand and pins them against your back.

“and what is it,” he mumbles in your ear before nibbling on the shell of it, “that you think i’m doing?”

“s-stop.” you bite on your lip so harshly it may as well bleed. “someone will hear.”

“who gives a shit?” he groans as you clench around him. “you deserve to have your pretty reputation ruined anyway.”

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when is this word going to leave our lexicon

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My Prince

Synopsis: Eren always takes the lead in bed, why not show him a little gratitude?

Warnings: SMUT, switch!eren (??), oral!m receiving, p in v, use of nickname “princess”, you call eren “my prince” like twice, ?? idk what else to add

AN: this is my first time writing smut idk the rules SO DONT ATTACK ME OKAY. also i have some ideas for part two so if u guys like it i’ll write a part two if you don’t like it ill still write a part two. also i did not read this over.

Requests are open ~

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You had been teasing Eren all day, slipping in sly comments and casual touches that drove him crazy. This time, you smacked his ass as he walked in front of you.

Eren grumbled, his face flushed with embarrassment, as you grinned at him. He glanced around to make sure no one was watching before turning back to you.

“You’re a damn tease, you know that?”

“Oh, but you tease me so much more,” you replied, slipping away before he could grab you. Eren watched you walk away, winking at him, and nearly lost his mind. He was determined to have you today, one way or another.

~

It was late at night, and all the scouts were asleep. After deciding to take a shower, you let the hot water spill over your body. Stepping out of the shower room, you saw Eren standing outside the door, waiting for you.

“Well well, running around in just a towel, L/N?” he teased.

“Oh, shut up! It’s late at night; everyone’s asleep,” you whisper-yelled, gripping your towel tightly. “Besides, what’re you doing here?” You teased Eren, knowing exactly why he was there. After a day of teasing him, he was ready to get you back. Eren stepped closer, towering over you.

“You’ve been teasing me all day, princess.”

You grip his shirt and pull his face towards your own, “So fix my attitude…” You whisper in his ear and Eren holds back a groan at your words. “Damn, you’re gonna regret that.” Eren grabs your wrist and drags you with him to his room, once he’s there he throws you inside, closed the door and you hear a click as he locks it. “Now you’re all mine.” Eren says as he steps closer to you, his eyes roaming around your body as he sees you clutching onto your towel.

You step towards Eren, “No Eren,” you say as you push him on the bed, “you’re all mine tonight.” Eren lets out a low, involuntary groan as you push him onto the bed, his body tensing up as he lands with a soft thump. He looks up at you, surprise and lust warring in his eyes as he realizes you’re taking charge. A smirk slowly spreads across his face as he realizes that for once, he doesn’t mind being at the mercy of someone else. “Oh really… Princess wants to play, huh?”

“Oh you bet… Now strip for me” You all but command and Eren agrees, “As you wish princess.”

His smile widens, a hint of challenge in his expression as he stand up in-front of you, his hands moving to the hem of his shirt. He pulls it up over his head in one smooth motion, revealing his toned, muscular chest and arms to you. Eren grabs your wrist and presses your hand against his chest, his skin hot and smooth under your touch. He can feel your breath fan across his chest, making his pulse quicken, and he chuckles lowly at your reaction. He leans down, bringing his face mere inches from yours, his voice a low, seductive rumble. “You like it, princess? You like seeing what I have to offer?” You drag your nails across Erens abdomen, your nails running over his toned abs, “Yes… and it’s all mine” You say as you push him down on the bed.

“All yours huh? Getting a little cocky there aren’t you?” Eren says as he watches you climb on top of him and straddle his hips. You hand tangling in his hair while your other hand grips his chin forcibly and you make him look up at you. Eren can see a teasing smirk on your lips, the excitement in your eyes fuelling his own desires. He attempts to sit up, but you hold him in place with your hand in his hair and he doesn’t struggle, a hint of excitement and surrender in his eyes.

“Damn… You really are on top tonight, huh?” Eren’s breath hitches as you lean down towards him, your lips so close to his but not quite touching.

“I’m gonna make you cum over and over for me Eren”

“Is that a promise, princess?”

“It’s more than just a promise… ‘my prince.’” Eren hears you using his own nickname for you against him and he shivers slightly at the nickname. He looks up at you, his eyes dark and filled with hunger. His hands move to your hips and he squeezes them. “Do your worst, I’m all yours.” Eren moans into your mouth as you kiss him ferociously, his hands tightening on your hips as he kisses you back with equal fervor. He can feel his body responding to your touch, his desire for you growing hotter and more intense with every passing second. You push Eren down on the bed harshly, and he lets out a gasp of pleasure as you start kissing and marking his neck, his body arching up towards you in response. He closes his eyes, his breath coming out in ragged pants, as you move down his body, leaving a trail of kisses in your wake.

You grip Erens belt harshly and he lets out a low growl. His whole body responding to your touch, his hips bucking involuntarily, “You’re playing dirty princess,” He says looking down at you, eyes dark and hooded. “Just wait and see what I’ll do to you then. Just relax ‘my prince’,” You tease, “Let me make you feel good.”

You take off Erens belt and throw it to the floor, “Damnit Y/N, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.” Eren says as he tries to hold back a groan, “Oh trust me I can see it.” You reply smirking at Eren. He lets out a low, rough chuckle as you smirk at him, his eyes flicking down to his obvious arousal and then back up to your face.

“Yeah, I'll bet you can. You're enjoying this, aren't you? Having me at your mercy like this.”

“Quite the opposite Eren,” You lean down to whisper to him, “I’m here to treat you like royalty” You tease and you unzip his pants. Eren lifts his hips slightly to help you pull off his pants, his body trembling with anticipation. He's nearly panting now, his expression dark and filled with raw need. As you finally undress Eren, you look his expression, he stares at you with anticipation, his hands clutching the sheets under him and you almost laugh at how desperate he looks like this. And you barely even started. You lean your head down and give his dick a nice hard lick, from the base to the tip your tongue flat against him. Eren's breath hitches at the sensation of your tongue on him, a low moan escaping his throat as his hips involuntarily jerk in response. He grips the sheets tighter, his knuckles turning white as he struggles to keep himself under control.

"God damn it, princess. You're going to make this end real quick if you keep that up." You chuckle softly “We’re barely starting Eren~” You say as you move your head back down, using your mouth and your hand. Eren leans his head back against the bed, his breathing erratic and uneven as you continue your movements. His body is tense, his whole being focused on the sensations you're evoking in him.

"Nnngh... damn it. That feels... too good.” Eren gasps as your movements on him become faster and more intense sucking and licking him like he was your own personal lollipop. Eren’s hips occasionally buck into you and he placed one of his hands on your head, tangling his fingers in your hair. “I can't... hold on much longer." Eren says as he pants, you can hear chocked gaps and moans coming from him and you can tell he’s close. You double your efforts and with the final push Eren bucks his hips into your mouth and throws his head back in pleasure, his grip on your hair tightening and you hear him let out a loud moan.

Eren’s breath comes out in ragged pants as he slowly comes down from his high, his eyes lustful as he looks at you. He watches you stand up in front of him his eyes slightly widen as he sees you drop your towel to the floor in front of him and climb onto him again. Eren throws his head back again “Ngh, you’re gonna be the end of me” He whines as he sees your face drawing closer to him, “You better get hard soon Eren.” You tease and Eren’s body is already responding to you. His fingers dig into your skin and he looks up at you. “Oh you don’t need to worry about that Princess. You drive me crazy, I’ll be ready in no time.”

You grip Erens wrist and pin them to bed next to his head. Eren lets out a ragged gasp as you pin his wrists, his body responding to the force of your touch. His eyes are dark and filled with desire as he looks up at you, his breath coming out in ragged pants.

"Fuck... princess. What’s gotten into you? It's driving me crazy." You don’t respond to Eren, instead you kiss his neck leaving marks and bites all over his neck and shoulder, Eren’s body arched up towards you in response and he can feel himself getting hard again just by how rough your being.

You grip Eren’s hair and force his head back to give you more access to his neck and you make your way up. Hiss kiss neck, his jaw, to his mouth as you capture his lips in a fierce kiss biting his lips as he moans into your mouth. His hands slightly resisting against your grip, he can easily get out if he wants you, but he wants to see just how far you can push him over the edge. Indulging in the feeling of having you on top of him for once.

You lean down to his ear as you bite his earlobe, whispering into eren’s ear after, “Tell me what you want me to do my prince” you tease. Eren lets out a low, jagged breath. His body is taut with tension and need, his heart pounding in his chest as he tries to regain control of his thoughts.

"Nnngh... princess. I want... I want you to do anything. Everything. I want you.” Eren all but whined back to you, and you run your hand down his chest dragging your nails along him as you do. You reach down to his member and you feel how his cock his already hard again. “Already hard Eren?~” He whines “You know I am.” He says through gritted teeth, his hands bawling into fists and you can feel his body tensing at your touch. You whisper again “How do you want me?” You ask and Eren almost cums on the spot. “Anyway!” Eren groans just wanting to feel you inside him already.

“Tell me Eren… Do you want me to ride you? Or do you want to use me.” Eren's eyes darkened with desire as you speak to him in such a vulgar way, his mind racing through all the possibilities of how he could use you.

"Nnngh... princess. I want to use you in every way” You giggle at his response, but you’re still not satisfied with his answer. “Tell me Eren. Pick your poison.” Eren's breathing is ragged and uneven as he tries to decide what position he wants you in, his eyes roving over your body as he imagines all the ways he can stuff you full of his cock.

You edge him on further “Well?” Eren's expression darkens even more as he looks up at you, his eyes hungry and possessive as he gazes at your body. He lets out a ragged breath, his muscles tense as he struggles to hold back his need for you.

"On your knees, princess..."

You hold back a whine at his sudden change in demeanour, and you get off of him and into position. Eren looks at you, on your hands and knees in front of him, his hands coming out to grips your hips as he pulls you closer to him. “Don’t hold back Eren.” You almost beg him as he runs his fingers through your folds and he can feel how wet you are. “You asked for it.” He all but growls at you, Eren's hands suddenly grip your hips and flips you onto your back, pinning you down onto the bed with ease. His body hovers over you, his weight pressing down on you in a possessive manner. You giggle at him “What? Change your mind?” You tease. Eren lets out a low, dark chuckle as you mention that he told you to get on your knees, his eyes dark and dangerous.

"Changed my mind. I want to see you laid out beneath me, completely at my mercy princess." You wrap your arms around his neck and pull his face closer to yours, “Well? What are you waiting for?” Eren chuckles at your words and he whispers back to you “I’m waiting to hear you beg.”

Eren sucks in a sharp breath as you wrap your legs around his waist, the feeling of your body pressed against him driving him wild. He looks down at you, his eyes hooded and filled with desire as his fingers dig into your hips. "Damn princess... you're making it really hard for me to hold back."

“That’s because I don’t want you to.” You whisper to him, your voice filled with tease and impatience. Eren's hands slide down your body, caressing every inch with a possessive touch. His lips find your neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as his breath fans across your ear.

"You're mine, princess. All mine. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it." Eren lets out a ragged moan as he slides into you, his eyes shutting tightly as the feeling of being buried inside you threatens to overwhelm him. His body trembles with the effort to hold himself back, his hands gripping your hips tightly. His head drops down to your neck, his hot breath fanning across your skin as he lets out a ragged breath. His body taut with tension as he holds himself still, his breaths coming out in ragged pants as he tries to regain some semblance of control. His eyes are dark and intense as he looks down at you, a mixture of desire and possession in his gaze.

"God damn it, princess.” Eren thrusts his hips into you, the lewd sounds of your bodies coming together fill the room, and your face gets tinted red at the sounds. You feel yourself twitching around Eren, the way he’s pounding into you and the sounds your hearing from him and from your bodies making you shudder with desire. Eren lets out a moan as he feels you twitching around him, the sensation driving him even closer to the edge. His eyes darken with desire as he looks down at you, his hands gripping your hips even tighter.

“D-damn-“ Eren's words are cut off as he lets out a ragged moan, his body reacting to the sensation of your body around him. He looks down at you as he slowly, slowly, slowly pulls back out of you. He chuckled at your reaction, and he agonizingly slowly, pushes back into you, his eyes dark and intense as he looks down at you. He tries to hold back the ragged moan that threatens to escape his lips, but it comes out anyway as he speaks.

"Nnngh... princess. You feel so damn good. You're mine. All mine."

Eren's grip on your hips tightens even more as he hears you whine at his teasing movements, his eyes darkened with desire and possessiveness. He looks down at you, a smirk playing on his lips.

"What's wrong, princess? You want more? You want me to take you harder, faster?" You nod your head feverishly “Yes! Eren please!” Eren lets out a low, groan as you implore him to take you harder and faster, the sound sending a jolt of desire through his body. A devilish smirk crosses his lips as he looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense with want. He pulls back slowly, almost completely out of you. His eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning into you as he hesitates for a moment, savoring the moment before he plunges back in. He moans as he drives himself deep into you, his body tensing with the effort. You almost scream Eren’s name at the harsh thrust and Eren’s eyes darken at your reaction.

A wild, primitive expression taking over his features as he looks down at you. "I warned you, princess," he growls. "You're going to get what you asked for now."

Eren's hands grip your hips so tightly that you know there will be marks tomorrow, his body taut with tension as he sets a fast, intense pace. He leans down and captures your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth as he swallows the sounds of your moans. His hips never faltering once as he kisses you with fevour. Your hands reach up to grip his hair tightly, moaning into his mouth as you feel him hitting a certain spot inside of you.

With every rougher, harder roll of his hips, Eren lets out a low, gutteral moan, the sound punctuating his ragged breaths. His body is taut with tension, his muscles straining as he tries to hold back, to prolong this moment as long as possible. But the feeling of your body against his, the sound of your moans, the sight of you writhing beneath him, it's all too much. He is losing control, his body responding to you without thought or reason.

Eren lets out a ragged gasp as he looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense as he speaks in a low, strained voice. “I’m-… I’m so close” He says, in a way questioning if you are too. “Cum for me Eren.” You say, and Eren can’t tell if you’re commanding him or begging him.

His breathing is ragged and uneven, his chest heaving as he struggles to hold on for just a few more seconds. But your words, your voice, it's too much. He can’t hold back any longer. He lets out a ragged gasp as he feels himself reach the edge. Just before he does, he hears you moan loudly as you grip his hair and finish around him, the feeling of your walls twitching and clenching around him makes Eren choke on a moan as he throws his head back, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. He grips you tightly as he finished from his own release and he collapses on top of you, his hands shaking and his breath uneven.

You your hand still in Eren’s hair as you arch your back slightly still coming down from your high. Eren lets out a groan as you grab his hair, his body still shuddering from the aftershocks of his release. He looks down at you, his eyes burning as he watches your back arch beneath him. He looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense as he gazes at your body beneath him. The look in your eyes matches his own, filled with a primal need and desire. He leans down and captures your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss. Eren leans into the kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth as he deepens the kiss. His hands roam over your body, touching and caressing every inch of skin he can reach. He pulls you closer, his body pressed against yours as he devours your mouth. His body is still buzzing with the aftershocks of his release, and the feeling of your hands on his skin, your body against his, it’s driving him wild. He can feel himself getting aroused again, and he growls into your mouth as his hips buck involuntarily against you.

You moan as you feel his bucking, his hands grip your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he rolls his hips against yours, the need to be close to you, to have you again, driving him wild. “A-agin?”

“Yes. Again” Eren says as he flips you over, his hand pressed against the small of your back as he pushes you down onto the bed. He kneels behind you, his body taut with tension as he gazes down at you, his eyes dark and possessive. He runs his hands down your spine, his touch rough and possessive. He leans down, his body pressed against yours as he whispers in your ear.

"So eager for me, princess."

… part two? 🙈

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usually i’m all team eren but i stared rewatching aot and tell me WHY ERWIN IS SO YUMMYYYYY

GIVE ME SOME ERWIN REQUESTS RIGHT. NOW.

pls 🙏🥹

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ · a kinky confession !

⤿ what's that? you want him to do what to you?? why don't you tell it to them directly!!

♥︎ incl: gojo, geto, nanami, choso, toji and sukuna

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Don't Cry Yet

Yandere!Gojo x Reader

Warnings: yandere themes, kidnapping mentioned, obsessive behaviour, violence, breaking of bones, gojo being crazy

Synopsis: You escape Gojo, or so you thought.

A/N: First post in a while and first time writing yandere stuff 🙈 REQUESTS ARE OPEN~

The sun had long set, casting the city in a blanket of darkness. You ran through the labyrinthine streets, heart pounding in your chest as you glanced over your shoulder. Satoru Gojo's piercing blue eyes flashed in your mind, a chilling reminder of who was pursuing you.

The memories of the last week flash in your mind as a way of encouragement to get you to run faster than before. To get away from this nightmare to get away from him. Stuck in that damn suffocating apartment, barely able to walk into another room before you get yanked back by the tight leash Gojo has you on.

'Who the hell does he think he is?' You think as you begin to turn your fear into anger.

You weaved through the narrow alleyways, your mind racing as fast as your feet. You couldn't let him catch you. Not again. You deserved your freedom, your life back. The thought of returning to that gilded cage sent a shiver down your spine. You channeled your cursed energy, using it to enhance your speed and agility. You were determined to put as much distance as possible between you and Gojo, even if it meant pushing yourself to your limits.

You turned a corner, hoping to lose him in the maze of alleyways. Your breath came in ragged gasps, legs burning with the effort of running. But you knew better than to think you could escape him so easily. He was always watching, always one step ahead.

"Will you stop running, darling? You know you won't get far." His voice echoed through the alley, teasing and playful, yet dripping with an underlying menace.

You pushed yourself harder, refusing to let his taunts break your resolve. But it was no use. You felt his presence like a shadow, creeping closer and closer. Suddenly, a flash of white, and he was in front of you, blocking your path with that infuriating grin.

"Did you really think you could escape from me?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. His eyes gleamed with a dangerous mix of amusement and possessiveness. You tried to dart around him, but he caught you effortlessly, his grip like iron around your wrist. "Oh no, you don't," he said softly, pulling you close. "You belong to me."

You quickly fired up your cursed energy into your fist and swung it straight at his face. Only to be stopped by his infinity and pinned against the wall. His hand shot out, fingers wrapping around your throat in a vice-like grip. Your breath hitched, eyes widening in fear.

"Don't struggle," he murmured, his voice low and dangerously calm. "You know you can't win."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "I've given you too much freedom, haven't I? Let you think you could run away from me." He pulled back and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, looking at you with an expression full of love and admiration that quickly turned into one of pity. "You even had the nerve to try and hit me." He laughed in your face while squeezing your throat even tighter.

Your vision started to blur as his grip tightened. Panic surged through you, the fight slipping away, replaced by a cold numbness. Just when you thought you might lose consciousness, he loosened his hold, letting you gasp for air. He dropped you to the floor at his feet, giving you a chance to cough your heart out.

"There, there," he cooed, bending down to your level. "See what happens when you try to run? It's much better when you stay with me, isn't it?"

Tears welled up in your eyes as you raised a defensive hand between you and him. He smiled, admiring your stubbornness. "No need to cry just yet, baby." You opened your mouth to say something when you heard a crack of bones followed by an overwhelming amount of pain surging through your raised hand. Your scream barely reached past your lips before you felt the same sensation in one of your ankles. "That's for trying to hit me... And that's for running away." He stared at you with no emotion whatsoever, watching you cry and scream on the floor while he simply crouched.

Scooped up effortlessly as he carried you away, you realized with a sinking heart that escape was impossible. Satoru Gojo had claimed you, and he wasn't letting go.

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Minors dni-

Gojo is a menace.

His favourite way to tease you is to pull you into his lap, sitting with your back against his chest as his hand roams.

Nonchalant. Eyes still firmly on the TV, what's happening on the screen.

The seat is never that comfy for you but you don't complain. You're distracted before too long.

His hands trawls up your inner thigh, strokes your stomach. Slips under your top and caresses your tits. He likes to pinch your nipples until they're rock hard and you're squirming. He's too rough for you to completely lose yourself, but not painful enough for you to stop a moan from leaking out.

Gojo nips a line along your shoulders, your neck, your earlobes. Murmurs his thoughts and opinions of the show. A constant stream of commentary that might as well be gibberish. That usually would be annoying in other circumstances but you don't care. You writhe in his lap, searching for friction as his hand teases and wanders.

It doesn't matter that you can feel his cock poking you in the ass, demanding attention. He only releases you from his grasp on his terms and when he decides that you've had enough and he wants more.

When your panties are sufficiently soaked through, your nipples sores and lovebites litter your neck, Gojo spreads your legs and rest them either side of his.

"Good girl," he chuckles, his full attention fully on you as he strokes your pussy through the drenched fabric. Rubbing his long fingers around your clit, down your folds and adding pressure to your pussy.

"You always make it so easy."

You can hear his smirk but it doesn't matter. You're too far gone and desperate for him to fuck you.

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gojo who’s touch deprived cuz he’s been on constant missions finally has his hands on you

and while u make out on the couch he creams his pants and gets red and embarrassed asf.

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YES YES YES

what about a toji fic where the reader dominates him? She ties him up and teases the hell out of him and he’s pisseddddd, he wants to escape that rope so bad but he can’t, and when he DOES he goes feral. i feel like that’d be scrumptious 🤌🏻

everyone please let anon cook.

MDNI!! incredible smut ahead, this is your final warning.

WC: 4.8k

CW: Toji x reader. Breeding. Name calling. Teasing. Little bit of free use. Toji is a whiny begging mess?!?!? Smut smut smut.

“Hey babe?” You call from the kitchen of your shared apartment. There’s a few creaks in the ceiling above you as you hear who you assume to be Toji shuffling to his feet.

“Whaddya’ want?” Toji yells from the top of the stairs, not wanting to make the full commitment of coming down just yet.

“Could you come down here? I wanna talk to you,” you yell back before he’s hesitantly taking the first step down. He was nervous since your birthday was in a few days. He wanted to play the nonchalant type and then surprise you this weekend with a party full of friends, drinks, and music. He already had plenty of presents picked out, buying one for each day of the month.

You were nervous, too. Your birthday was in three days and while you’ve mentioned it on and off to your boyfriend, you were still scared he’d forget. He worked at odd hours of the night and you didn’t even know if he had to work on your birthday. Birthdays weren’t usually a big deal for you, but you at least wanted him to acknowledge the day somehow.

“Hey, y/n, what’s up?” He says, heavy feet dragging the floor before he hugs you from behind.

You turn to face him, finding it a little difficult to escape his strong grasp.

“Remember that special day coming up soon?”

Oh god. Here you go. He wanted to act as if he had no idea, hoping to not spoil the surprise in case you asked if he made plans. But seeing that poor look in your eyes was enough for him to drop the façade.

“Of course baby doll, it’s your birthday. Why?”

Oh. So he did remember! Why has he led on like he didn’t?

“Well, it’s sort of embarrassing but I wanted to ask you somethin’. Figured you’d say no if it wasn’t my special day,” you admit, crossing all of your fingers and toes that Toji doesn’t laugh at your request and walk the other way.

“Shoot. Nothin’ to be embarrassed about, hun,” he says, putting a hand on his hip and the other on the counter, leaning into it while he studies your expression. You looked hopeful but scared, like a stray pup on the side of the road that just met their new owner.

“So ya’know how you like to tie me up sometimes when we…do it?”

How elementary.

“You mean when we fuck? Yeah, I like it quite a lot. Love seein’ you tied up on your back for me, ready to take me. If that’s all you want for your birthday don’t worry, I was plannin’ on doin’ that already, love,” he responds earnestly. You two didn’t use the ropes that often as Toji preferred using his own hands and arms as your restraints. But he always saw the way your face lit up when he tightened the rope around your wrists, corded nylon digging into your soft skin hard enough to leave marks for a few days.

“Well I was thinkin’ maybe we could do it like that but the other way around…?”

Jesus, if you weren’t blushing already, you sure were now. Toji always gets excited when you talk to him about anything remotely sexual. It seems as if a switch was flipped when you mentioned the ropes as he was now towering over you, green eyes peering into yours as he drinks in every word that leaves your lips.

“So tie you up and fuck you in doggy? We’ve done that before, ya’ just gotta’ ask, sweetheart. Use your words and be clear with me, you know how I feel about trying to read through your lil’ mind games you like to play,” he says with a smirk on his pretty face.

He grabs your hand in his, fingers interlocking as he rubs his thumb over yours as if you two were being purely romantic and thinking no kind of sinful thoughts.

You huff when he grabs your hand. You thought he’d catch on by now. You were never one to really take initiative in the bedroom. Toji always had to ask what you wanted and make you speak up if you mumbled too lowly. You were too embarrassed to voice your needs to him although it was something he could never get enough of.

“No, I-I don’t mean like that. I was thinking I could tie you up…?” You ask, nearly closing your eyes for fear of him laughing in your face.

He grips your hand tightly.

His other hand flies to your waist, large thumb pressing into your ribcage, hard.

His eyelids are lower, and his eyes quickly dart between your lips and your eyes.

Was he… mad? You couldn’t tell. When he got angry, he looked awfully similar to how he looked when you two were in bed together. A part of you found yourself slightly excited whenever he did get mad, losing yourself in his aggressive body language and taut figure.

“Oh. You wanna’ tie me up?” He removes his hand from yours, bringing the back of it up to your cheek as he brushes the hair out of your face.

“That’s what you’re all embarrassed about? You’re too cute. What’s gotcha’ wantin’ to take charge all of a sudden?”

Fuck it, you think. If there was a time to be honest, it was now.

“Well… I was watchin’ this video the other day. She had him tied up.. and it looked like he really liked it. Jus’ wanna make you feel good,” you admit, knowing the video you saw was much more explicit than your words let on.

“Make me feel good? On your birthday?” He asks.

He was trying to keep his cool as he pictures you finally taking control. He loved having the say-so in bed and he was more than happy to keep it that way. He liked to push your buttons and make you squirm, making you speak clearly when you asked him if he could eat you out or kiss your neck. But something about this scenario has him feeling red hot.

“I mean we d-don’t have to, I just thought it’d be fun to try… I even looked up knots I could do and stuff,” you beam, overly excited that he hadn’t shut you down the moment the words left your lips.

You were so precious. Doing research on a project you hadn’t even gotten approval for yet, overzealous at the slight chance he might say yes.

“Aw hun, look at you hittin’ the books. You think you could find some rope I can’t break out of?”

This conundrum had occurred to you, and you’d taken it upon yourself to run to the hardware store a few weeks ago to find some rope that was somewhat Toji-Grade.

“Maybe? I went to the store a while ago and found some I think might be good,” you respond as you watch the smirk leave his face.

He steps impossibly closer to you, now covering you completely in his shadow.

“If you’re extra good for me and you let me fuck you whenever I want, however I want for the next week, you have yourself a deal,” he says, quite excited to have you ready to use at his disposal as he pleases.

Holy shit. He actually said yes? All you had to agree to was a shit ton of sex for the next week? This was going to be your best birthday yet.

“O-Of course, baby,” you coo.

He picks you up by your thighs and puts you on the counter, attacking your neck with his lips, tongue, and teeth.

“How ‘bout we get started on that free use now then, huh doll?”

The day was finally here. You’d all eaten your cake, opened way too many presents, and the drinks were flowing. Most of your friends had left, only leaving a few stragglers that were currently looking for their belongings before their ride arrived.

You were starting to get very nervous. You had practiced a few of the knots that morning while Toji was out getting your cake, and you were sure you had the basic ones down. You had never practiced on a live model before, but you were hoping the glass of liquid courage you just finished would boost your confidence.

You wave the last of your friends goodbye, thanking them for coming. Toji had thrown one hell of a party. You twist the deadbolt to the left after you make sure your friends make it to their cars safely. You turn around to see Toji going upstairs.

“Where are you runnin’ off to?” You ask, hoping he hadn’t forgot about his promise.

Always so nosy.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t forget. Gotta shower first, get yourself ready baby,” he says, not even turning around as he reaches the top of the stairs.

You rush upstairs as soon as you hear the shower faucet running. You grabbed one of your kitchen chairs, trudging upstairs, trying not to hit the walls on either side of you.

You steady your breath as you place the chair on the hardwood. You grabbed the rope from your closet and took your party dress off to reveal your black lingerie underneath. You sit in the chair, tapping your foot wildly while you wait for your best present yet.

You hear the doorknob turn and you hop up, grabbing the rope tightly as you try to calm your nerves. You knew this wouldn’t be good for either of you if you half-assed it — the whole reason Toji made you fall apart when you two had sex was because of his confidence with his words and actions. You take a deep breath, reminding yourself that the more into it you were, the better it would be for your man.

He saunters into the office, droplets of water still beading off of his musculature while clouds of steam rise from his figure. All he had on his lower half was a short white towel, leaving next to nothing to the imagination. He lets out a whistle as he sees you dressed in your not-quite birthday suit.

He walks towards you, reaching his hands out to grab your waist and pull you in for a heated kiss.

Or so he thought.

You poke your finger against his burly chest, trying with all your might to push him back, though all you do is stop him in his tracks.

“Uh-uh sir, no touching. Sit down.”

He laughs at you, apologizing as soon as he saw the hurt look on your face.

“S-Sorry baby, didn’t think you’d be ready to start quite yet. This is gonna be hard for me ya’know, but I’ll try my best to act like how you do when we fuck, okay?” His reassuring words ease your worries, as you grab his hand and lead him to the chair.

You walk to the back of the chair, placing one hand on his buff shoulder, leaning down to whisper in his ear, “don’t call me baby. it’s ma’am and nothin’ else, yeah?” You ask, trying your best to channel whatever dominant nature you possessed.

Fuck. He told himself he wouldn’t like this. He needed to regain his composure before you got any bright ideas about dominating him more often. He mumbles back a low ‘yes ma’am’ as he watches a small tent form underneath his towel.

You start to unravel the rope, grabbing his large wrists and bringing them behind the chair before you’re wrapping the thick cord around them.

“What was that? Gonna’ have to speak up f’me,” you said, coining one of Toji’s phrases for your own.

Jesus. You were really laying it on thick.

“I said yes ma’am,” he growls, ashamed at how excited he was that the roles were reversed this time.

“Good boy,” you coo in his ears, noticing how his cock twitches as the sound of your voice.

You’ve wrapped the rope up and around his arms and the back of the chair, and while the first knot you tied around his wrists was shotty work at best, the rest were definitely suitable. You move your way to his front now, wrapping the rope underneath his broad pecs extra tight, loving how the rope accentuated his voluptuous figure. With each taut pull of the rope, his dick would spring up a few inches further.

“Won’t be needing’ this anymore, huh?” You ask as you snake your cold hands under the towel, pulling it off of him slowly as he raises his butt up to let you grab the rest of the fabric.

He huffs as he feels the cool air hit his member, a bead of precum at the tip revealing his love for the scenario he was in all too soon.

“Looks like somebody’s enjoying themselves,” you add, noticing just how excited he’s gotten since you two have started.

“Let me take care of you tonight, baby. I know you’re so stressed from work and you always take such good care of me. Wanna’ make you feel so good, yeah?” You say as you tie the last bit of rope around his ankles.

You were surprised he was being so silent about this. No protests, no sly remarks, no jokes at your expense. He was always so quick and cunning both in and out of the bedroom.

“Cat got your tongue?”

“No, just ready to get this shit over with s’all,” he scoffs, hoping you didn’t catch onto his bluff.

“No what?”

You were pushing him to his limits. He liked this, but his pride was being wounded with every word that left your pretty lips.

“No ma’am. Let’s hurry it up though, yeah? Been waitin’ for you to put that pussy on me all night,” and you can’t help but blush at his words. He took all the dominant energy you were feeling and turned it into submissiveness just with a sentence. You take a deep breath as you drop to your knees in front of him, ready to get the show on the road.

You glare up at him as you run your hands on top of his thighs, fingers splaying over the ropes holding him tightly. He smiles down at you, looking past his cock at your soft lips, aching for them to be wrapped around his leaking tip.

You finally reach the area Toji wanted your hands to be most, running your nail up the bottom of his long dick. He grunts at the contact, not anticipating just how much you wanted to tease him through this.

“So pretty f’me baby, you look so good all tied up when you’re not runnin’ that mouth,” you say, running your thumb on the underside of his tip before he bites his bottom lip.

You wanted to tease him plenty, sure, but you also had needs of your own that needed to be fulfilled, soon. You finally wrap your fingers around the base of his cock, and he was so thick you couldn’t even join your thumb to the rest of your fingers.

He drops his head back behind him, not realizing just how desperate he was for your touch. He’s cursing as you run your hand up his length, stopping to gather all the precum at the tip before you use it as lubrication.

You’re now teasing just the tip, rubbing your hand over and over it, overstimulating his most sensitive area just like he loved to do to your clit when he ate you out. The whiny moans he was emitting made your cunt ache with want. You reach your other hand down to play with your throbbing clit, moaning at how erotic this whole situation was.

“You like i-it too, bab — sorry, f-fuck,” he says before he’s even realizing he said it. He didn’t want to hear you chastise him for not calling him ma’am, but he couldn’t help but speak up when he saw your tiny hand rush down to your sweet pussy.

“What’d I tell you, huh? Am I gonna have to punish you?

He shakes his head with a fervor, responding with a firm “no ma’am”. He was so fucking whipped for you and if Shiu ever found out about this he would have to kill him. Absolutely nothing personal, just business.

You tell him he’s a good boy, wanting to reward him for being so quick to correct himself for you. You reach your head down before you lick his weeping tip so teasingly. He grunts, looking down at your pretty face as you take the full tip inside your wet heat.

“God, jus’ like that,” he whines, needing you to take more of him now.

You suck his tip harshly, pulling off with a loud pop!

“Don’t tell me what to do,” you command. You were all too eager as you cover your fingers in your lust, using it as lubrication to enter yourself (although you wish it was Toji’s fingers instead).

You take in more of him, hollowing your cheeks, using your free hand to stroke the rest of his massive length. You were hardly ever able to take him all the way down your throat, but the liquor helped you loosen up just a little bit more. You shove your head down until he reaches your throat, taking a deep breath before you remove your hand and push yourself almost all the way down. You swallow around him in your throat, trying your best to breath through your nose. Toji is squirming in the chair, so frustrated that he can’t grab a fistful of your hair and fuck your throat like you deserved.

“F-Fuck, takin’ all of me so well, doll,” he says, too lost in the warm wet walls of your throat to notice his mistake. He tries his hardest to buck his hips, making you gag around him before you’re pulling off of him much too quickly. He worries he pushed in too far before you’re sitting in his lap, so ready to scold him for slipping up one too many times.

You put one hand on his chin, running your finger over his bottom lip like he always did to you. You knew you looked far from intimidating right now, but you tried your best to keep up the act.

“That’s three times now baby. Guess I’ll have to punish you after all,” and boy did you have the perfect punishment in mind. You knew how difficult it was for him to keep his hands off of you the entire time, especially when you were reaching a hand down to continue touching yourself.

He tracks your every movement, panting while he watches you push two of your tiny fingers into yourself. He wouldn’t be able to last much longer like this. He knew your knot tying skills weren’t as practiced as his, and the ones you tied at his hands were loose from the start. He starts pulling on the rope more than he already was, hoping he can loosen the hold it had on his wrists to finally take you like he so desperately needed.

“You’re torturing me,” he says, making extra sure not to throw in a nickname like he usually would, “please just touch me, I’ll do anything,” he adds, really hoping you’d give in sometime soon.

You moan on top of him, leaning down to kiss his poor, over-bitten lips. He whines into the kiss, trying his best to be aggressive when all he could do is pull against the tight ropes and hope you take it easy on him.

“Anything, huh? Would you beg for it? I love when you get all needy for me. Beg and I’ll think about it, boy,” you tell him. You loved when he asked anything of you, just knowing that he wanted you had you absolutely melting for him.

He was passed the point of caring at this point. He was painfully hard, his red swollen tip leaking an obscene amount of precum. Watching you attempt to please yourself while he knew that he’d be able to make you cum in a minute with just his fingers was sending him.

“I’d do anything I swear. You don’t know how bad I need you. You look so fuckin’ good and I’m about to cum just watchin’ you. I know you want it, too, you still look so desperate f’me even though you’ve got this whole tough guy thing goin’ on,” he rambles, hoping what he said was enough to break you.

“Me? D-Desperate? I could just cum right here and be done with you, slut. You look like you’re about to explode j-just waitin’ for me,” you add, knowing he was about to fucking lose it.

The knot was so close to coming undone, but he didn’t want to let on as to was he was doing. He had to stop in his tracks once you reach a hand down to tug at his puffy nipple, cursing under his breath. You knew that was one of his most sensitive spots and you were too quick to use it to your advantage.

“I am, I promise I am. I’ll be such a good boy for you, I swear. Please just fuck me. Please I swear I’ll be good I don’t know what else to say just please fucking put it —“ he says as all the breath is ripped from his lungs. You had stood up at this point, turning around as you line up his cock with your puffy folds.

You sit down on him, wasting no time before bottoming out entirely. The stretch was so extreme, but you were much too desperate for him to fill you up. You hear Toji let out a desperate whine, not expecting you to take all of him so quickly. He was so pent up from all the teasing and all he wanted to do was to fuck into your sweet cunt with reckless abandon.

“G-God, yeesss, you’re so good for me, ma’am,” he says as obediently as he could.

You slowly draw your hips up before you slam back down, giggling at how cute Toji sounded when he was this pussydrunk. One taste of your cunt and he was already whimpering for you and obeying your every command.

“That’s it, you’re a quick learner, aren’t ya, daddy?” You ask. You knew Toji loved when you called him that, which is why you saved using it for special occasions such as these. You continue to fuck back into him, grinding on his lap as you moan so sinfully for him. All that can be heard is the lewd plap! plap! plap! of your skin meeting his as he whimpers underneath you.

Toji could tell your legs were getting tired as your pace became more sloppy.

“F-Fuck, baby, so so close,” you whine out, trying to fuck yourself through your high before your legs give out.

This would be the perfect opportunity to escape. With one final tug of the ropes around his wrist, he feels his hand set free. He bucks his hips into you, quickly removing the other hand from its confines.

“Yeah, is my baby gonna cum all over my cock like the cockslut she is? Huh? I asked you a question, bitch,” he spits out.

Did you hear him correctly? Did he forget how this game was supposed to go? You were debating pulling off of him entirely until you feel —

A hand?

Toji grabs a fistful of your hair before he yanks you back into him, wrapping the other around your waist before he is pounding into your sopping cunt at lightning speed. The ropes you bound were only held together by the knot at his wrist and two at his feet, so the rest of the ropes fell off of him with ease. You had no clue how he escaped and quite frankly, you didn’t care.

“Gotta get better at tyin’ those ropes, doll. Coulda’ got out a while ago, but I like watchin’ you struggle to cum,” he says casually, like he’s not brutally fucking you through your long awaited orgasm.

“That’s it, take this fuckin’ dick, doll. Lemme feel that pussy suck me in like she does so well,” he says, fully talking you through it as you release all you have onto him.

Before you can even come down from your high, Toji is literally spinning you around on his dick before he’s standing the both of you up. His legs are still bound to the chair, so it takes him a minute to find his balance. But once he does, he is absolutely abusing your filthy cunt as he fucks you in the air. Two big hands glued to your ass cheeks as he moves your whole body on top of him, not leaving any inch of his cock uncovered with your slick.

“Been teasin’ me so fuckin’ much, brat, gonna make me cum too soon.”

Your arms are tight around Toji’s neck as he absolutely ruins you, nothing but choked moans leaving your lips.

“Not my f-fault you can’t last old m-man,” you stutter, all power behind your words lost as soon as that knot came undone.

All he can say is a loud, “fuck you,” before he’s bullying into your precious cunt with a ferocity you’ve never seen before. You warn him that you’re so close to tipping over the edge.

“Nah, babydoll. Little brats don’t get to finish. Yer’ gonna’ take this fuckin’ load like the cumslut you are and you’re gonna fuckin’ like it,” he says as he’s fucking into you with a harsh final thrust before he empties his thick load into your tight, wet heat. His cum shoots out so fast, he’s moaning into your neck with each rope that comes out.

He’s all but collapsing back into the chair with you still on top of him, earning a low moan from you as the position pushes his seed even further into your womb. You start to pull off of him to go get a towel before he’s grabbing a wad of your hair and slamming you back down onto his cock for the nth time that night.

“No ma’am. We’re jus’ gettin’ started, hah.”

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[secrelty-z]

family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”

me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:

[secrelty-z]

Sorry, but I'm a coward so I can only reach out this way. I just wanted to thank you for sharing your honest feelings on Kate while reading the routes. I had the same exact thoughts and I thought I was crazy because I only see so many people raving about her. It brought me genuine joy to see I'm not alone ❤️ 😭

thanks 😭🫶

honestly i deleted the post i made because so many people were so mad for some reason 💀

like defending her like she’s a real person which is wild

but i’m so glad u think the same cuz bro she’s not all that 😭

also don’t worry about feeling like a coward ur valid 🫶

[secrelty-z]

this just in:

leaked footage from the crown 101 lessons

[secrelty-z]

finally a normal mc 😃

Broken Wings: A Broken Mind

Heeeeeyyyyyyyyy, guess whhhhaaaattt. I just finished writing the first fanfic of the broken wings au after I just said it would take awhile lol. I was lost on what to do for the start of this au and had no idea how to set things in motion UNTIL i finished reading chapter 12. When I finished reading it I was like "MC sees a horrible murder and is spiraling in feelings of not only herself, her morals, but also her soon to be lover?! Oh yeah. It's all coming together." So, with inspiration and stuck with the feelings of how my MC (Belle) is going through, i grabbed my laptop and started binge writing all the way into one in the morning. So, naturally, it's gonna be really messy. But hopefully it's mostly messy where it needs to be messy. Same warnings as before, things can and will be inaccurate to the timeline so take it as a part of the au. This fanfic will be using my mc and fair warning. This fanfic does delve into some heavy mental health stuff so if you are sensitive about that kinda of stuff like mental breackdowns and such, do not read this fanfic. I also will be editting this periodically when I'm awake and not sleep deprived and can actual proof read my work so don't feel afraid to come back and read this. With that being said, Lets get into the fanfic.

There was so much going on. Belle couldn't make sense of the madness. Her mind was stained with the sight of blood, blinding her from what was going on around her. Her chest felt heavy. She could barely breath. She hear screaming and crying and........ Oh. It was her. She was the one screaming and crying. Her head hurt. Like someone was pulling her hair. Was she doing that? It got to much. She couldn't make sense of anything, she couldn't breath, she couldn't.... She collapsed, William catching her swiftly. He order Elbert to carry her back to the castle. She slept in his arms, though it was far from a peaceful sleep. In her sleep, she was piecing together what happened.

They went to kill the marquis who not only ran an illegal drug laboratory, but was also the one who reawakened the Golden Butterflies. It felt like it was all a trap but William had him right where he wanted him. He used his powers and froze everyone in the room, Belle included by accident. She watched as he taunted the marquis and called out all of his wicked deeds. She was furious at the marquis for all he had done, and she felt something she never thought she would feel. She wanted him dead. She wanted to see him wither and suffer for everything he had done. She even wanted to do it herself. She didn't want this and was screaming at herself in her mind, but it did silence the loud hatred. She was in shock when the deed was done. The voices were still screaming in her head. But when William mentioned the marquis's family was still in the mansion, she snapped and began screaming and crying. Conflicted by how she felt about herself, about William, about what happened, about what she believed, about everything. She was going mad.

She woke up the next morning, only feeling worse. She felt numb everywhere. Her mind, her body, her soul. The voices were still raging in her head but she couldn't listen to them. It hurt too much. She wouldn't get out of bed. She felt to weak and didn't want to talk to anyone. Whenever someone went to knock on the door and tried to talk to her through it, she remained quiet. She even refused to eat, even when they offered to take breakfast in her room. Everyone became worried about her. This wasn't like her.

"Is she even still alive?" Harrison asked. "I can still hear her breathing, so she's not dead" Roger confirmed. "Poor Belle, other than when she first came here, this is the first murder she truly witnessed." Liam sympathized though his tone sounded more like she just got rejected rather than she just saw some die. "Ugh. I swear she's being so dramatic. She already saw someone die and she knew what we were doing. I don't understand why she's so-" Before Jude could continue, William shot him a look that chilled even his spine. "N-never mind..." He muttered. They've never seen him this angry. Not even when he kills someone he despises. "Well, someone needs to go in there and talk to." Harrison said. "I agree." Ellis said. "I'd hate to see her so miserable." "Who would even go in there? She refuses to talk to any of us. Who would she-?" Elbert was interrupted. "I'll do it." volunteered William. "What?!" everyone exclaimed. Alfons interjected. "William, with all due respect, I don't think-." "Brilliant idea! William, you will go talk to Belle and make sure she's all right." Victor instructed. Everyone wanted to object, but they could how much William cared about her and how close they have gotten. And so they agreed.

Belle laid on her bed, under the covers, completely disheveled. She looked and felt like a complete mess. It felt like her mind was going to brake. Suddenly she heard a knock. "Belle, it's William." She froze. "May I come in?" he asked. She didn't know what to think. Her mind was running a thousand miles a second. She couldn't tell if she hated him, admired him, feared him or loved him. Her mind was so confused which worsened the madness she was in. She heard the door open as it was unlocked. When the footsteps grew closer, she looked up and saw him standing there with that gentle smile he always had. It was cruel. She tensed up, yet at the same time softened when she saw him. She didn't know what to think of him or any of this, but deep down she just wanted him by her side. She didn't want to be alone.

"My dear, tell me. What troubles you?" he asked. She looked away from him. She knew if she kept looking into his beautiful eyes she would fall apart. She remained silent. William gently cupped her face and directed her to face him. "Belle. I know you're in shock of last night. I'm sure there are a thousand things running through your mind. I thought we got rid of that little habit of hiding how you feel. It's not healthy for you to be trapped with all of these thoughts in your mind. Please Belle, say what you're thinking. I want to hear my little robins beautiful voice." he comforted. ".....I-I..........I........" Belle tried to say something. Anything. But any words there were to say were stuck. she felt a well of emotions fill from her inside and all she could do was cry. She began to cry so hard it felt like a plea. She instinctively through herself onto him. He gladly held her tight and let her cry into his shoulder. He soothed and caressed her back as she began to cry harder.

"And here I thought you might finally hate-" "DON'T! Just...... don't say.... anything like that. Not right now." she whispered her plea to him. He smiled. "There's my robins lovely voice. Oh how sad is the that song you sing. It breaks my heart." William cooed. Belle sniffled, her breath hitched as she tried so hard to get air in her lungs from all of her crying. "I... I don't know where to begin. What to think anymore." She cried. "Oh Belle-" "I wanted him dead." William stopped. "I wanted him dead so bad. I wanted to kill him! I.... I felt horrible. I was horrible!" She sobbed. "Belle, don't" "And then his family! His poor family! They lost a father and a husband! How could I wish the death of someone with a family! I'm a monster! I-" "BELLE!" William shouted.

She became silent. "Belle, don't ever call yourself a monster. Don't even put yourself on the same level as me. You are not a monster and you never will be. Just because you wanted him dead does not make you a monster. You were angry and caught up in the moment. You're too good to call yourself a monster. I know you would never want to hurt anyone. It's not in your nature." He reassured her. Tears began to well up in her eye's as she began to sob again. There were still so many things running through her mind but she right now, she just needed to feel his warmth. Before William could start soothing her, she lunged at him and started kissing him madly. He kissed her back. He tried to kiss slowly and gently, but her kisses were too vigorous. She didn't care if she was a mess or that her kisses were sloppy. She needed him. She was chasing after something, anything to fill the void in her. And he was it. he was always there for her, he always made her feel special and gave her a voice. He was even here in her lowest moment. she needed this.

"mmhh....... mmmhhh....... Belle" He sighed. "I love you." she said desperately. William froze and quickly broke off from the kiss. "What did you say?" he asked. "I love you. I'm so, madly in love with you. I need you." she said. William stayed quiet for a bit, looking at her sadly. "Belle, you're not thinking clearly." "I am! I mean it with every fiber in my body I love you. I've wanted you for so long. I can't stop thinking about you and I know you know it. You know everything about me. You're everything, you're the very air I breath! I've never felt like this for anyone ever. You're my world." she said desperately, like her life was on the line. " Belle, please. I know you don't mean that." "But I do! I mean every word of it. Victor told me you would try to deflect it or push me away from you but you don't have to worry. I know why you do it. You're afraid of hurting me but I'm not. I know you would never hurt me. Ans I know you feel the same way. I can feel it! and I know you can too." Belle seemed like she was going a hundred mile an hour. William stuttered. "Belle.... I..... I don't" she froze. "......What........... What do you mean you don't. You don't what" "I..... I don't love you."

With those four words something snapped in her. Her face went blank. "I only ever did those things because it was what you wanted. I knew you wanted to kiss and explore me and I wasn't going to stop you. I knew it made you happy. I knew you would-" he was interrupted. "So you don't love me." she said blankly. "I......" "You did all of those things with me yet you didn't love me?" she said. "I..........." "SAY IT!" Belle screamed. "....... no.............." The room was quiet. It felt so tense. The silence was broken by a soft chuckle from Belle. It began to turn into a soft laugh, and then it grew louder. And louder. And louder. Until the room was filled with her unhinged, maniacal laughter. Tear began to roll down her cheeks and she laughed uncontrollably. "Belle..." William reached out for her. The wind was knocked out of him as she tackled him and began to strangle him.

"WHY WOULD YOU DO IT THEN!" she screamed, never tightening her grip but still held it steady. "I gave you all of me! I gave you my love, my body, my soul, and what?! it was just some game?! WAS I A JOKE TO YOU?! THE END OF THE PUNCH LINE?!" William tried to reach out to her "Belle..." "JUST SHUT UP!" She swiftly grabbed the knife he gave her from her holster on her thigh and held it against him. "Well, 'King of Villains', I won't let you hurt me or anyone else again!" She held her knife above her, ready to attack. "...Will this make you feel better?" he said. "What?" she questioned him. All he did was smile. "If this is the day you finally judge me for my sins, I won't stop you. I'll gladly accept my fate." he smiled. Warm as ever. She screamed "ENOUGH!" she lunged her knife into him. He groaned and winced at the pain coursing through his........ arm. He felt drops of water falling on his face. She was crying. "... I can't.... I can't do it. I can't kill you." She cried as she slumped, getting off from him. "Belle-" "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! I don't want to hear a single word that comes out from your mouth!" She yelled. "... I'm leaving. I don't care what Victor and anyone else has to say, I am leaving. and that's final." She said as she left the room, leaving William to bleed.

***

After some time of discussing things with Victor, he agreed to let Belle leave the Crown early than expected, free from harm. Harrison was even there to confirm the truth that she would not speak of the crown or they secrets with anyone. As she she finished packing up, William was by her door. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he felt as though it was better not to say anything to her. He was right. As she left the room, she gave him the coldest, cruelest, and most hateful gaze he had ever seen. It hurt him more than he thought. Especially to see it from his dearest robin. Who once wouldn't even dare to utter a bad word let alone look at someone with such hatred. A carriage was prepared at the front of the castle. As Belle was ready to step inside, she looked back and saw everyone. They all looked like they wanted to say something. To shout and wave "Goodbye! We'll miss you!" or give her they're own personal goodbye. But there was something disheartening in her eyes. Like all of the love and joy in her was drained. It was like she was a shell of her former self. And so they all remained silent. Belle stepped into carriage and road off into the distance. It was the last time they would ever see her again.

[secrelty-z]

Even after a year, this is the closest we've gotten to a shirtless sprite...

[secrelty-z]

these mcs r wild bro

mc witnessed like 5 murders and she’s just chilling

like WHAT

i’m reading william’s route rn and this dude murdered someone so gruesomely and mc wakes up the next morning like up im cool 😜

GIRL WHAT

[secrelty-z]

rolling on the floor and barking rn

Even after a year, this is the closest we've gotten to a shirtless sprite...