Birthday Request Event
"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"
Gift Details ♥
Reader: cisfem!reader
Character: Silvers Rayleigh
Kink: #8 Breeding Kink
Prompt: #16 "Scream my name when you cum, and I'll reward you."
Gift Giver: @thepokemaniac
Summary: If you want Rayleigh to screw you stupid, you have to ask for it.
Content Notes: breeding, cream pie, vaginal sex, use of "young lady", dirty talk, begging, praise.
This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB
Your body shivered, and your arms were getting tired, but you held onto the back of your knees almost desperately. On your back with your feet in the air, both of your needy holes on display for the man before you. Your own pleasure was sliding from your slit and making your ass twitch as it dribbled down your skin.
This bastard of an old man had made you cum so many times you were nearly exhausted, dizzy with pleasure, and desperate. He hadn’t put so much as a finger below your waist or above your knees and your body seemed to ache with every climax instead of finding relief.
“Please.” You beg in defeat, pulling your own legs wide and watching a pleased grin slide across his face.
“Please, what, young lady?” He muses eyes moving from your face to your thighs. Those intent eyes on your most intimate places made your body flinch despite your efforts.
“P-please,” you feel embarrassment wash over you at the sound of your voice shivering. “Fill… fill me up.”
The low chuckle almost makes you weep. “There are quite a few ways for me to do that. You’ll need to be more specific.”
“Hnnngh, fuck!” You curse. You’re almost tempted to close your legs and storm out of the room. It won’t be as satisfying, but you can take care of yourself and be done with it. Hot, sun cracked hands are on your thighs, caressing your skin and nearly bringing you to the edge again.
Damn him and his skills.
You can’t take your eyes off him as he kisses the inside of your thigh. “You can do it.” He urges.
“I… I want your cock inside… my… puh-pussy. Please!”
“That’s my good girl.” He purrs, and then moves so fast you only know that one second he was kissing your thigh, and the next he was buried balls-deep in your cunt. You’re fluttering against him, your body catching up with the idea that it’s been filled so easily. The sloppy wet sound reaches your ears on a delay and your back arches.
He’s still as your body catches up, hands losing their grip on the back of your knees, your insides almost screaming as they accommodate this sudden intrusion. Surprise gives way to a twinge of pain, and the pain is followed by a rush of pleasure as your toes twitch and your body tenses and you nearly orgasm.
He finally moves, shifting slowly inside you. It feels like metal and not flesh, he’s so unbelievably hard inside you. His hands grip the backs of your knees as your hands slip away, and he pushes your legs back, nearly bringing your knees to your shoulders. He pushes against you, letting his body weight press you into the mattress and you’re struggling to breathe a little from the pressure.
“Focus on breathing,” he says softly as he moves in long, slow strokes. “Scream my name when you cum, in that sweet voice of yours, and I’ll reward you.”
His pace picks up a little and the sharp look he gives you nearly makes you cum then and there. “Every time you cum, young lady.” He commands, and you nod desperately, trying to conserve your oxygen.
Every time you came, you’d cry out his name into the air. Every time you cried his name you’d feel him fill you up with his cum. He’d slow, for just a few moments, pressing heavy into you, before picking up his pace again. Hips smacking into yours, rough, pube-covered abs teasing your throbbing clit with every thrust.
Soft praises and tender fingers would wipe the tears at the edges of your eyes as the pleasure melted your brain and the sensation nearly overwhelmed you.
By the fourth time, you were exhausted, shivering, unable to barely whimper let alone cry his name out sweetly. The frothy mess between your thighs had dripped into the bed, mingling with the sweat and musk of your bodies.
“You did so well.” Rayleigh praises, bringing your legs down slowly and brushing sweat-heavy hair from your face tenderly. He hands you a pillow before helping you to lay on your stomach, hands pressing into your back and massage your trembling body. After a moment his hands wander further down.
“I need to reward you properly.” He whispers in your ear, fingers pushing into your tender pussy for a moment before the wet digits push against the tight ring of your ass. “Shall I fill you up here now, young lady?”
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hey sci.how do you get wades personality to a T! I desperately wanna make a comic but I’m worried I’ll fall short to his character.Any Tips?
oh bless you! i don't think there's any sort of guide to getting wade's character right - all the canon writers write him so, so differently - he really is the sort of character that can be anything the author needs him to be (for better or for worse)
i know i've received complaints over the years about how i portray wade - sometimes people think i make him too emotional, or what-have-you, but i think the biggest crime anyone can commit when writing wade is him not being funny. (i know, that's so, so subjective.) i think when wade falls short for me in the comics or in any characterisation it's usually down to me just not finding the jokes funny! i can kind of forgive anything at all, as long as it's funny.
i've seen a lot of more serious depictions of wade in fanfiction and it kind of throws me for a loop - he's a showman. he'll always be cracking a joke, and if he isn't, you're in trouble.
i think something i'm kind of obsessed with when writing wade is the intentionality behind his words and actions - he's kind of a master of deflection. i think i do love to see a hyper-competent wade, who only plays the part of the idiot because it's what the audience likes to see. he's never stupid, he's just unlucky. when things go wrong for him, it's not due to stupidity - it's either self-sabotage, or he's a victim of the narrative. i think that's where my depiction of wade differs from daddy nicieza's - i think daddy nicieza's wade is big stupid, most of the time.
himbo rights.
but even then, his wade isn't as big of an idiot as he acts. and a lot of it is an act. he's putting on a show. i love a wade wilson who's actually so much more intelligent than he lets show. a wade wilson who's perpetually holding all his cards to his chest because he doesn't want anyone to be able to pin him down or predict him.
all his cards. on terms of capability, and also his emotions. he's so calculated about what other people get to see of him, particularly when he's wearing the mask. (when he's out of the mask he has decidedly less control over what people see of him.)
i think there's a few things that turn me off from a deadpool characterisation - mostly when i see a wade that's too sugary (i think that's why i can't care very much for the most recent deadpool series) - wade always has demons to overcome. always. being heroic isn't something that comes naturally to him. it isn't something that comes naturally to anyone, but at least wade's honest about it.
i like to see a wade that's a jerk. because he is. he's always been. it's like, his first ever personality trait. he is a jerk. a selfish jerk. please, oh please god, do not forget that he's a selfish jerk. i really love portrayals of him that don't shy away from that, but make him endearing anyway. you really don't have to erase all the bad parts of a character to make them likeable. you really, really don't. those bad parts are the tasty bits. makes me keep coming back for more.
when i see a wade that is not a selfish jerk i am like "wha. whuh. who is that. that's not wade. that's not my son. why is he not spitting in my eye right now."
i kind of have to hate him just a little. that's like, the whole point. you're meant to love and hate wade simultaneously, all the time. anyone who loves wade knows this wholeheartedly. to love him is to hate him.
second to that, please don't ever make wade wilson a sexual predator. that's a real problem (hate that).
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UNCLE NINA WRITES WEIRD JK STAN LETTERS!
hello benevolent angel people!
( because you're wonderful but bc you're doing gods work by supporting my dead fanfic from hell. c:’ )
so this is a lil...experimental? but bc i've been dabbling on that one ask large lore ask that set before kyle knows raven of crimson dawn is his stan, i've gotten very attached to writing the silly jersey letters to dead stan in his journal again. ( again, nina lore is that it's what a friend had me do when my first cat passed away.
i still write to her. <3 )
but this is just something i wrote to get back into the habit of writing again. i put it on docs and i used a font which...okay? tbh, i think looks exactly like i want jk's handwriting to look. like its very swirly, he is my calligraphy king. i didn't proof it bc i just wrote...all of it tonight like a weird crazy person.
also i realize jk sounds...a lot like me
— but he Is me, tbh?
like in some facets i did give him lil pieces of myself so he could grow into an uber tall thicc as hell academic hot jersey talk shit get hit boy.
( i also do think he's a lot goofier with stan in his little letters esp since he doesn't think that anyone is going to read them they are just his lil vent space. let it out king! )
as for the timeline...i think it's pre!rm bonus content? like i dropped a little context about stuff that happened before the fic, but i think it's probably written anywhere in the last 1-2 years of rm before kyle went to that crimson dawn concert. i'm not sure what compelled me to write it i just...really like vulnerable jersey just being a jersey dirtbag but like kneeling by the stan shrine and asking for light.
speaking of...as far as triggers go. mostly the spelling is just bad, help, but jersey does talk a lot about stan dying and is very...distressed about it. he's also...really depressed and is not at the moment coping super well, but is reaching out for help. <3 always reach out for help when you need it. i didn't mention anything specific, but he does just mention thinking he's not a good person, feeling ugly, unworthy, lost, etc...TW FOR HIM BEING SO VULNERABLE AND CUTE ALSO.
he is...my secret loverboy prince.
he is my lo-...
my L-
anyways...ROLL CLIP!
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thinking about solar and how absolutely fucking pathetic of a man he was
constantly nervous and trying to not offend ppl while also just trying to have ppl like him
while i COULD talk about solar/lunar bc thats a very obvious ship (like. theyre right there lmao) but i came here to talk about solar/sun bc i was looking through some of my old oneshots i made when solar first showed up (like- literally on ao3 there were FIVE fics about him. I WAS EARLY) bc i wanted to kiss his flat fucking face so badly
BUUTTTT one of the oneshots was of solar and wutever fuckin insert i used interacting and like. trying to get solar used to gentle touches since im a FIRM believer that that man had NEVER felt a gentle hand on him once he existed (except for maybe when he interacted with his sun in the headspace but thats not actually physical) and it was like "okay lets see how u react to certain things and get u used to it"
and i was like... wut if it was sun doing it with him? i feel like in the beginning he would try and avoid sun as much as he could while also DEEPLY yearning to be around him. bc he just misses his brother so much and he wants him back but he knows this isnt his sun but it hurts to see him and not be able to even touch him. not bc hes not allowed to, hes just too scared to make any moves to get closer.
IM GETTING A BIT OFF TRACK BUTBUTBUT- ill discuss sun and solars early relationship LATER in another post so imma talk about wut im REALLY here for
sun is just hanging out with solar and tries to help him figure out his feelings cuz hes like "i have no fucking clue wut im feeling or wut to do with myself" and sun is like"fuck it i can help" (pretend this is in character LMAO im just being silly and over simplifying :]) and they like- "practice" with solar being used to more gentle touches. like just holding hands and hugs and petting and all that stuff. bc even tho solar trusts sun he still has a deep burning feeling that he will be hurt at some point and sun makes it his personal goal to at least help him not feel like that as much
and ofc they end up kissing. y do u think im here??
solar is an EMOTIONAL MESS. bro does not know wut to do with himself but it doesnt matter bc he feels happy and safe and DAMNIT is he gonna enjoy it
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