#ego death fic

[nile-the-empathy-cleric]

Finished my Armand portrait for chapter 9!

It’s a weird blend of high Renaissance meets Mughal paintings. My brain trying to force book and amc backstories together created whatever this is. I think he came out so pretty! Maybe I just have to carry this around with me in case I ever meet Assad Zaman… it would be like the time I met Tamino and gave him the portrait I drew of him. Who’s being parasocial? Not me! Anyway enjoy my postcard size Armand fan art 💗

[nile-the-empathy-cleric]

I’m so excited about this and am unbelievable grateful! Thank you so much @erebus0dora for once again blessing us Devil’s Minion lovers with your incredible art. And thank you for bringing one of the most tender parts of my fic to life 💜💜💜

this might get an accidental double publication bc the web connection fails me, but still-

-this belongs to @nile-the-empathy-cleric, the author of the gorgeous Ego Death. this might also be the first commission of mine in three years that's not a slow thing brewing for a long-term friend.

anyway. them touches and tenderness. we all need this 💜

[fictionalsownme]

smash???????? who said that?????????

engineer doesn't get enough love on this blog considering how much I cannot express my devotion to him, so I’m working to fix that :) this is similar to what I did for damien but it took foreverr!! iswm lighting is so so pretty which makes it impossible to get right ;;u;; the saturation is really high and there's multiple light sources so in terms of rendering it, its like it was personally designed to leave me dead on the floor :))))) either way,, I'm happy with how it turned out!! he’s very prettie :))

also bonus:

[sapphicmutt77]

CW: Ego/Identity Death! Continue with care!

Oh to be reset. Maybe even erased.

Imagine being taken by something beautiful, you're minding yourself, existing as you always have, and the next moment you're somewhere else. A basement, a garden, a quiet segment of forest, it doesn't matter. And she's there, she stands in front of you. Her eyes are as gentle as can be. You try to scream but she puts a finger to your lip.

"Shhh, it's okay pet, you're safe. I know how you've suffered." She plays with your hair, she leans in to kiss you on the cheek. You don't resist, you don't want to. "I'm here to make things much better~"

You feel something sharp penetrate the back of your neck. You feel it drain you, perhaps not physically, but you feel your grip on reality lessen moment by moment. Your memories are fading, at first a day, then a week, fragments disappearing moment by moment. Where did you go to school? I've forgotten. Who is your family? I don't have one.

"Don't worry pet, it'll all be over soon, you'll be able to start from zero, doesn't that sound lovely?"

It does sound lovely. So lovely. You choke back sobs for a moment, unable to tell if they are tears of joy or fear. You call out to the woman through tears.

"Yes Pet?" She says, her voice smooth as honey.

"Please... Hold me..."

Her arms wrap around you, squeezing you into a comfortable warm embrace. She pets your head, humming a gentle tune as your eyes flicker.

"Good night pet, it's time for you to rest."

Your eyes softly close.

When you awake, well, maybe not you, but you, she's there.

You don't know who she is. You don't know where you are. You don't know your name. It's scary. Everything is scary.

You curl up in a ball as you begin to sob, it's the only thing that makes sense. She comes over to you, and gently pets you. You look up to her with innocent eyes. She's so pretty.

She tells you your name, she tells you that she'll be your caretaker from now on. She tells you that she will love you to the fullest. She tells you that you'll never have to worry again. Even through the fog, you know she's telling the truth. Her earnest love sings through ever word. She offers you her hand. You reach for it with your shaky paw and hold it tight. She helps you up, your poor legs give out as you find them hard to use. She doesn't let you stumble for long as she lifts you into a princess carry. You nuzzle into the crook of her neck. She's so soft. After some minutes of walking and being carried, you hear a door creak open. A flurry of warmth floods over you.

"Welcome home pet~"

You feel your heart beat and your cheeks flush. A warm delight blossoms deep within you.

You smile.

You're home!

[nile-the-empathy-cleric]

Awww omg thank you 🥰 I’m behind on getting chapter 11 up, but it should be updated tonight or tomorrow!

I’m so grateful to everyone following along and supporting me 💕

Honestly, I feel like I can’t make any stronger recommendation for @nile-the-empathy-cleric’s fic “ego death” than saying i’ve been reflexively checking my email every hour or so waiting for a lil email from ao3 saying there’s been an update….

(no but really it is so great if you’ve not read, what are you doing, go check it out)

[felixravinstills]

trick or treat!

Boo! And Happy Halloween ! Peter, you get a trick-treat hybrid that is a glimpse into my previous brainstorming/fic planning notebook. Here are two pages each from Tu Fui, Ego Eris and The Love Perfected by Death sections. (Check the alt text if you can’t read it)

Many things… just don’t make it into the fic unfortunately. And also many ideas adapt and change during the actual fic writing!

[pussyterminator88]

Hellooo rare sighting…vinylssss 👋😉

The music was eclectic sounding for sure 🤙

[meteorstricken]

[nile-the-empathy-cleric]

Omg thank you so much �� you’re too kind 💗💗💗

this is a call out post for fanfic author @nile-the-empathy-cleric of ego death (armand goes to therapy) fic fame:

ouch!

edit: and thank you i appreciate you

[nile-the-empathy-cleric]

Chapter 11 of Ego Death is now up!

Sorry it took so long! As an apology I give you more than 14k words of angst and psychoanalysis 🥺💕

Behold: Armandsonas

[faislittlewhiteraven]

Fai's Fic Ramble: The GorseTale AU (bare basics)

Ever since roughly... 2017 I think, there been a single Undertale fanfic I've been tapping away at and though it's nowhere near done or even organised enough for me to think about posting chapter 1 on A03, I recently posted a spinoff fic related to it called Eight Coloured Picture about the deaths of all the fallen humans and how some monsters each time were effected by their passing, and well.

I wanna ramble about the main story that fic comes from for a bit!

So.

Working Title: 'Gorse, Blackthorn and Buttercups' I also call it GorseTale in my head for short since Gaijin Goombah's rather fun video on why Undertale's Golden Flowers are most likely Gorse was a HUGE inspiration for the fic back when I started out (it's er changed quiet a bit since then but I'm keeping the flower vibes because Chara likes them and I did way too much research into both practical and symbolic uses for plants in the Underground for this fic not to use at least some of it at some point XD).

Core premise: Story is a Slice of Life/Drama AU set around Frisk being born in the Underground and taken in by Toriel right around the time of 'Undertale canon' (for Undertale Yellow fans, roughly a year or so after Clover's death), and through a series of domino effects stemming from that, various monsters of the Underground are confronted with the flaws of both themselves and their kingdom, and as a result start putting in effort to try fixing things so the little human child they've become so attached to can actually live their life to the fullest without fear of being murdered just for being born a non monster.

Aka: Toriel and Sans experience the joys and terror of co-parenting a child who only survives past the age of 3 because they have phenomenal cosmic power. Papyrus discovers the Royal Guard is NOT in fact something he wants to join (and accidentally becomes politically active in an effort to right by his new nibbling). Undyne takes some time to really rethink her career path and motives. Alphys somehow manages to turn former mistakes into miracles (oh and cures death maybe). Mettaton learns to take time off and share the spotlight, and finally King Asgore gets a surprising amount of hope in encouraging peaceful rebellion against his own accidental dictatorship.

Main cast: Rotates a bit since every major monster (and Flowey) matters in this and who's most in focus depends on the exact arc but Toriel, Sans, Papyrus, Chara and Frisk are the ones who I have the most planned scenes for since well, they're where the 'domino effect' starts.

Ships: Fic is pretty gen for the most part but leaning Undyne/Alphys, Papyrus/Mettaton (who knew all Paps needed to become popular was to openly try convincing monster kind that killing all the humans is wrong in front of a very specific underground star XD), and some very very very slowburn Sans/Toriel (is teased throughout the story because Sans IS Frisk's other parent Sans just means 'Dad' in Frisk speak and I find various Monsters' "Wait Sans has a kid- Wait Sans is married?!" reactions hilarious (Paps giving 'context' to why he suddenly has a nibbling to Undyne especially) but actual, real Soriel doesn't happen until near the very end because Toriel is Not Ok, Sans leans AroAce/Demi and both agree that while the odd kiss, hug or 'real talk' is fine neither up for anything more than that right now. Also Toriel has yet to get a formal divorce and er, she can't even think of him for much of the fic without wanting to set him on fire so... Yeah). Also considering Mad Mewmew/Asgore (because funny but also oddly sweet), and Mettaton trying to get over a crush on Alphys at the start (due to Mettaton's Winter Alarmclock dialogue reframing all of Mettaton's actions in canon in a whole newlight for me), but for the most part romance really isn't a focus.

Things to set it apart from every other 'Frisk grows up in the Underground' fanfic:

A LOT of worldbuilding focus on stuff how monsters get food and materials.

Toriel teaching everyone how Monster society was before the War vs now (aka lots of cultural trauma themes here).

More emphasis on how little Monster society these days really knows about things they really should given their Kingdom's plans.

Sans 'timeline trauma' getting tossed out the window for joining Toriel in 'worried parent' stress (hard to be upset about LOADS when they're specifically stopping a toddler you love from getting murdered).

Papyrus accidentally making everything better just because for the sake of his nibblet he can't back down.

FLOWER SYMBOLISM AND DISCUSSING THE UNDERGROUND'S VERY IMPORTANT PLANT LIFE!

Undyne having a character growth arc triggered by Papyrus.

Mettaton having a character growth arc triggered by Papyrus (and a passing mention of Napstablook).

Alphys not being fired post Amalgamite reveal making her realize she has in fact actually kinda created the cure for death (by 'Falling Down') or at the very least is only maybe three steps away from that and actually works on that alongside a bunch of other stuff with other scientists because working alone sucked.

Lots of focus on the humans who fell before Frisk because their lives mattered! and also the Blue Soul was Kris because damn if I don't feel the need to really hammer in Toriel's trauma caused by Asgore here

NarraChara and Napstablook being ghost buddies =D they suck at it but Chara will take literally anyone who can hear them for company and Napstablook feels bad about that

Snowdin being secretly a hub of human sympathisers! (None of them knew they weren't the only ones).

MONSTER RADIO and ANIME/WESTERNS ON TV!

Tems and the Riverperson mattering while still being true to their very weird selves!!!

Asgore learning that he DOES in fact have a lot of influence and that maybe, juuust maybe, that his screw ups were worse for his Kingdom than he already thought (don't worry Asgore fans, despite my having to write a lot of Asgore grr due to Toriel being a major character, saving him and showing how much he loves his people is a major goal of mine <3). He still f%cked up majorly though XD

Frisk dealing with, well, the stress of growing up in a place that says their death would make everyone (except their immediate loved ones) happy and constantly having to live in hiding/disguise...

Flowey being a murderous little shit but also not having reset power and both Frisk and Chara in his life again.

Undertale Yellow and Deltarune characters! Who probably won't be in focus a lot but they've helped me out a ton for fleshing the out my setting so I will 100% be giving them at least a little screen time to make up for that (like Amalgamate Kanako playing with Frisk, and Martlet and Noelle being VERY interesting in Papyrus's 'Lets not kill the humans' movement for reasons our main characters will eventually learn <3).

Oh and a huge amount of 'Unseen in game' areas I made for the Underground which include:

SnowDen: a 'town' of Dog and Rabbit made tunnels underneath the ENTIRE Snowdin region (connects to every dog sentry post, the 'Toby Fox secret area' and the 'very efficiently laid out' travel tunnels seen in canon Undertale). Generally requires those living there to get through given how winding and confusing the tunnels can get (all guideposts are puzzles made with scent markers...).

TooHot: basically a 'lethal lava land' housing district for fire monsters below general Hotland. Predates the Wat and is too hot for most non fire monsters to go anywhere near (the current name was given by Asgore though).

Cliffstop: a 'thin' vertical crevice monsters in New Home unearthed a while back that goes from from all the way to the very top of Mt Ebott down to the dark of the Abyss below (locals there call the top of the area Clifftop and the lowest safe for travel Cliffdrop). Gets a fair bit of sun and has flying room so it's popular with plant and flying monsters but the cliffs are very unstable so the bottom is covered in rope nets to prevent accidents. Most puzzles about the place are moving rope bridges, loading up vertical conveyer belts with the correct weights and 'light and mirror' puzzles.

Riverfolk Waterway and True Tem Village: settlements hidden deep within Waterfall's 'unreachable in canon' winding waterways. The former is a small inlet where 'Riverfolk' monsters like the Riverperson have a small collection of boathouses they dock at, and the later is exactly what is sounds like, with the 'Temmie Village' we see in canon being merely a Temmie trading outpost. Can accessed only by Riverperson boat or the Temmie's secret tunnels and is home to all sorts of cool things like the Temmie 'Colleg' and 'DEEP HISTORY mUSEEum'~ XD

WebbInn 'the Spider district': Mostly a giant communal spider web hanging Hotland's ceiling but also connected to a tunnel that goes up near Mt Ebbot's peak (the spiders have been digging upwards in hopes of getting a 'sunspot' they can use to advertise their 'sweet little town' to tourists). Has a... Very distinctive culture compared to the rest of the Underground and the 'puzzles' there tend towards being 'social' in nature (aka fey logic games where how you speak and act gets you directed every which way).

Starlite Strip: A little connecting area right underneath the path/cliff Monster Kid and Frisk see the castle while travelling through Waterfall in Undertale Canon. Not a big settlement on its own but something of a trading hub for monsters from New Home and the surrounding areas in Waterfall to buy and sell goods (also has a LOT of Royal Guard presence which is why absolutely no one in Undertale recommends it to the very human Frisk). Very sparkly but in a gentle 'crystals, glowing water and fire flies' kinda way.

And... Yeah. Wanna post a full script of what I've got planned so far but this post is already massive so will do that in a bit.

Will say though that the general ending plan for this fic arguably goes full fix fic with:

12-14 year old Frisk comes out as human publicly and goes through the entire Underground arguing their case (something the Underground has been publicly debating for the last 10 years or so thanks to a very motivated Papyrus and a wanting more ratings + genuinely interested Mettaton).

Undyne attempts to kill them but well, she's only going all out because she and Paps had a deal about this (he vowed that he'd defend any innocent human from her killing them so she could still go all out at her job) and Frisk knows that.

Mettaton gets to do THE biggest and most historically important interview in the Underground's history.

Asgore declares that the Underground will try out this whole 'everyone in the kingdom votes' thing on both the upcoming war and how they will treat humans living here because he wants to make sure he's doing what his people want (Mettaton asks what Asgore will vote but Asgore, finally realizing his own influence, refuses to say).

Asgore and Frisk spend a nice, if slightly nervously time together drinking tea and talking about the future while the votes are being counted. (Toriel and others may join them but mostly this is Asgore getting to know... the last of Toriel's adopted children she told him about the others when she asked for a divorce).

Monsters choose wisely because for all this fic is 'Monsters are flawed too!' they are good people and I want to make that clear <3

Cue Frisk publically trying to help break the barrier while being very alive...

Flowey pulling a 'God of Hyper Death' except well, he, Frisk and Chara maaay have discussed a bit of this beforehand (Flowey did want the souls and this would get him them), so er, the fight might be a touch more mixed with genuine anger and playfulness. Note: Still working out the exacts.

The human SOULs get brought back to life as monsters while Flowey gets a SOUL of his own and Chara gets enough magical matter to be visible to people other than Frisk (it required less waste of the accumulated magic, the soul of an additional human another girl falling into the Ruins was what got Frisk deciding to come out actually, the kids using a bunch of Alphys' furthered research on the interplay between Determination, matter and Dust, and breaking down the dead humans' bodies for enough 'compatible matter' to work with, and the destruction and repurposing of the Barrier but hey! Back to life! Or arguably Chara's case an upgrade to proper ghost-hood). Oh and the Amalgamates that want it are safely separated but not sure if that's a 'before no' thing or a 'here in this big finale' thing~ XD

And yeah. That's all of my 'extra happy ending just because I can' stuff the entire fic eventually builds towards. Will post all my planned scenes/'domino effect planning' some other time but for now I'm done.

If you liked any ideas in this feel free to use them please (I'm a slow ass writer and I write what I want to see more of in the world XD) and er, hope this was a fun ramble to read <3

[i-miss-lotor]

My third eye suddenly opened and now I'm stuck thinking about a crossover between Stranger Things and Voltron, specifically the parallels between Billy, Max and Lotor

I mean. Just think about it. They had Neil and Zarkon as abusive fathers. Lotor had to kill his own dad, since Zarkon did try to enslave or kill everyone who didn't agree with his species, and all he got that it was for the greater good. No one said anything, not a 'sorry you had to go through that', not a question about his feelings on the matter. Just a 'good job, moving on'.

And Lotor spent so much time trying to be good. Trying to connect with others, trying to be better than his dad. He thought he finally had a place in the world, had people who understood and loved him. Only to get betrayed again and again and no one was even willing to hear him out. Between the pressure and the quintessence, of course he snapped. And they didn't try to save him.

Billy, on the other hand, didn’t try to be good, because he knew there was no point. He knew he was never going to be good enough even though part of him wanted to. He couldn’t keep inside all that hurt and he tried to be more like his dad, he wanted to feel like he has power and not just some weakling, so he took his anger out on others all the time. Of course people didn't like him. Of course they hated him. He was a mean asshole.

So when he died, I wonder what the others told Max. I wonder if Max got the same treatment Lotor did about Zarkon's death, because Billy was mean and killed people (possessed or not) even if he did die a heroic death, I wonder if she had to hear things like 'it's for the better', 'he deserved it'.

And it hurts to think about that Max saw Billy as he was, late or not, that Max was willing to be there for him, while Lotor didn't have a Max. He should have had people to care for him and hear him out, he thought he did, but well. There are no happy endings for them.

[copaganda-clobberfest]

Wait are you writing a fic? What one (If you don’t mind me asking)

Yeah I am… it’s a dumb silly goofy rwby fic :( which has sadly taken over my brain. and you should definitely not click this link that definitely doesn’t send you straight to its first 5 chapters

[dirtyoldmanhole]

6yrold!krad 🤝 gunter

absolutely hating the indignity of physical therapy

[rafesangelita]

♡ ex-bf!rafe breaks in through your window

warnings: dark content ahead!! (you have been warned and there is a cut before this fic starts!! you are responsible for the media and content you consume), cnc, knife play, rough handling, rafe is masked, death threats, degradation, fingering, restraining, slapping, hair pulling, oral (m. receiving), face fucking, dumbification, unprotected sex, rough sex, choking, asphyxiation, dacryphilia, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, baby trapping threats, breeding kink, use of a safe word, aftercare, light fluff

a/n: inspired by this gif and this photo ໒꒰ྀི˃ ⤙ ˂ ꒱ྀིა

wc: 2.3k

rafe loved to watch you sleep, the natural pout of your lips always making him trace a gentle finger along your cupid’s bow. with your eyelashes dusting the tops of your cheeks, you’d stir softly once you felt your bed dip beside you, an unknown weight now sitting at the edge of your bed. your blanket was resting just below the soft curves of your ass, your babydoll nightgown serving no purpose in concealing you from the dark eyes of your now ex-boyfriend.

rafe managed to wait until your little lamp flickered off in your bedroom before he pulled his mask over his face and successfully snuck in through your window without so much as making a sound. he crept upstairs with a knife in his hand, his mind reeling at the thought of dragging the cold steel against your skin. he was never one to just accept things for what they were, and after tonight he knew that he’d once and for all get his sick and demented point across to you.

lifting the frilly lace trim of your gown, rafe felt his cock stir in his pants when he saw that you weren’t wearing any panties.. almost like you were waiting for him to do this. although he had no problem drawing blood, rafe slipped off his gloves, running the tip of his knife down your thigh ever so gently so he wouldn’t actually cut you. after all, you were his beloved little sheep. the sensation made you stir once more, your eyes fluttering open as you finally awakened from your peaceful slumber.

before you could scream at the sight of the masked man sitting right in front of you, rafe moved fast and clamped a hand over your mouth before holding his knife to your throat. “shut the fuck up.” you whimpered against his palm as rafe decided to straddle your legs so you couldn’t get away from him. you were frozen in fear, the pure unadulterated terror in your eyes only turning him on further. “make another sound and i’ll end you right here.” he said through gritted teeth.

you blinked, your eyes brimming with tears. with rafe dressed in all black everything, you couldn’t make out any of his features in the darkness of your room. despite not being able to see him, you could recognize that chilling voice anywhere. slowly retracting his hand from your face, you let out a shaky breath once he took the knife away from your neck. “i didn’t want things to go down this way, but you left me no choice, baby.” rafe stroked the side of your face, using his thumb to wipe away any stray tears that might’ve rolled down your cheeks.

“seeing you sleep so good without me hurts my feelings, you know that? here you are sleeping like a baby while i’ve been up for days just coming up with this plan to finally see you again.” he slipped off his jacket, revealing his arms to you while your hands stayed glued to your sides. “i-i’m so sorry!” you whispered, your trembling voice feeding his ego like no other. “yeah, you’re gonna be.” he leaned down, running the tip of his nose along the column of your throat before breathing in the soft scent of your shampoo.

you shivered once you felt his hands trail down your arms, his fingertips skimming across your flesh before he hiked up your nightgown so it pooled at your waist. he cursed at the sight of your bare cunt, his eyes flickering up to see your teary gaze already looking down at him. “you must’ve known i’d be seeing you soon, s’that why you aren’t wearing anything underneath?” he smiled, spreading your thighs apart. you turned away, your cheeks heating as you felt exposed in this position.

suddenly you felt a slap, a yelp falling from your lips as you held your cheek in shock. “answer me when i ask you a fucking question.” he ripped what was left of your grown, discarding the sheer material and leaving you naked underneath him. “no! no, i didn’t know you were going to get in here!” you cried, your breath hitching in your throat when he trailed his fingers between your folds. threading his fingers in your hair, rafe tugged you forward, forcing you to look down to where his other hand started working on your clit.

“you’re gonna watch me finger this pretty pussy, you understand? ‘show you that you miss this shit.” your hips moved away from him in a poor attempt to stop his ministrations but it just pissed him off. spreading your pretty lips, rafe pinched your sensitive bundle of nerves, a shriek emitting from your mouth at the sudden shockwaves of both pleasure and pain wracked through your body. “what did i tell you i would do if you made another sound?” he warned, rubbing hard circles on your clit in order to try and get you to scream again.

you took your bottom lip between your teeth, biting down on the poor flesh as rafe filled you up with two of his digits, your eyes rolling back at the added penetration. he was ruthless on your poor cunt, delivering a harsh slap to your clit every time your eyes threatened to screw shut. rafe saw the way your nails dug crescents into your palms, your arms shaking ever so slightly as you fought the urge to push him away at the overwhelming feeling.

with his digits hitting that soft spot inside of you, and his thumb working mercilessly on your clit, it was all simply just too much. finally, you couldn’t help but shut your thighs around his wrist, your slick walls clenching around his fingers. “you’re so fucking pathetic, just look at you. ‘still trying to act like you don’t want this when you’re drenched.” you whined when he forced your legs open once again, this time popping his digits into his mouth to lick them clean.

“it hurts..” you shuddered, flinching once he lifted a hand to grab you by your chin. “good.” he grumbled, unbuckling his pants before dragging you up on your knees so you were on all fours. rafe handled you like you were nothing but a puppet to him, his fist balling up in your hair while his cock sprung up against his stomach. you gasped softly at the sight, your lips already swollen from how hard you were biting down on them. “m’gonna fuck the same mouth that said i was too mean, ‘watch how how you take my cock down your throat the way i trained you to.”

you didn’t get a chance to object before he was dragging his leaking tip across your lips, prompting you to stick your tongue out for him. pulling your hair so your chin was facing up, rafe groaned as the head of his length met the warm, wet, muscle of your tongue before he slid halfway in with ease. instinctively, you moaned around the intrusion, your teary eyes blinking up at him through your eyelashes as he continued forcing himself down your throat.

you gripped the sheets beneath you as he filled you inch by agonizing inch, your throat constricting around him once he bottomed out, the tip of your nose now kissing his pubic bone. holding your head in place, rafe didn’t give you any time to adjust to the stretch before he pulled out just enough to make you whimper once he slid back in, this time drawing a lewd wet squelch to emit from your throat and bounce off of the walls of your bedroom.

“fuckkk,” he laughed, his head rolling to the side, “see? see how good i taught you how to take my cock?” you whimpered, your jaw turning slack as he started thrusting his hips into your already sore throat. the sounds that followed his movements were nothing short of obscene, the lewdness of it all making you feel slightly embarrassed. he continued pulling your mouth up and down his length until you started bobbing your head by yourself, your eyebrows knitting together in discomfort when he leaned down and took a handful of your ass.

with his hips pistoning in and out of your lips, you couldn’t help the squeal that tumbled from your throat when he delivered a harsh smack to your flesh, your cheeks wet as he watched you cry. your tears only fueled him to pick up his pace, your hands flying up to grip his hoodie. pulling out with a groan, rafe spun you around so your face was pressed down into your sheets. with one hand gripping the soft skin of your hip, you cried out when he forced himself inside of your needy cunt. pulling his hoodie off, rafe threw the material to the side so it was long forgotten on the floor, his fingertips holding onto you with a death grip.

he was absolutely demolishing you right now. losing all ability to form a coherent thought or sentence, you blabbered nonsense as rafe fucked you with no regard. “taking me so fucking good, ‘bet you just love it when i break you in like this, huh? you’re nothing but a cock drunk slut,” he groaned, “you look so brainless right now, there’s nothing going on up there in that pretty head of yours.” he laughed, his words making you whine. rafe was too good at this, you felt like you were hanging on by a thread and you hadn’t even had your first orgasm of the night yet.

leaning down, rafe wrapped a hand around the back of your neck before placing a sloppy kiss on your lips, both of you moaning at the contact. “you okay?” rafe broke character for a quick second, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you shakily let out a ‘m-mhmm!’ cursing under his breath, rafe snaked a hand around your waist before stroking your clit with fervor. “o-oh god— rafe!” you hiccuped, your thighs trembling with sensitivity as you laid helplessly beneath him.

you were completely at his mercy, a sob ripping itself from your throat as you went limp, the band in your tummy snapping with an intensity that had you shrieking into your palm. seeing you come undone and lose yourself on his cock was his favorite sight, your writhing form trembling from his skilled hips still slamming in and out of your own. rafe ignored your sharp gasps and pleas for him to slow down until your knees gave out from under you and your tummy met your bed.

you were such a fucked out mess already, rafe couldn’t help but stroke your cheek as he turned you over. “i need to see this pretty face when i pound your pussy in..” he groaned, slotting himself between your thighs. you wished you could see rafe’s face instead of his ski mask, but when you saw his lips curve into a smug grin, you eagerly pulled him down into another kiss as his cock rested hot and heavy on your stomach. he was rough, his teeth nipping your bottom lip before his tongue found yours.

“i’m not stopping until i see more tears run down these cheeks..” rafe whispered against your lips, your eyebrows knitting in confusion before he clamped a hand over your mouth. running his sticky tip along your glossy folds, you waited with a bated breath as he teased your clit. just as you sighed through your nose, rafe slid into you without warning, the feeling of his cock kissing your cervix sent you screaming, the sound being muffled by his hand.

you were just a few thrusts away from tapping out completely, your safe word sitting at the tip of your tongue. rafe could sense your breaking point, your eyes gleaming with desperation for him to finish. with shaky hands, you held onto rafe’s shoulders and wrapped your legs around his waist as he grunted against your skin. he was so fucking close, he could feel your walls squeezing around him, ready to take everything he had. just then, his pubic bone started slamming against your clit, the action making you cry out.

“i’m gonna pump you full of my cum, ‘make you have my babies so you could never leave me,” he threatened, “make you all round and pretty with my seed.” you were crying now, your second orgasm ripping through you more harshly than the first. “red!” you sobbed, tapping his chest as an indication for him to stop. rafe was quick to stop his movements, a guttural groan rumbling from his chest as his hips stuttered, both of you gasping once you felt the warmth of his cum spill into you.

rafe shushed you, his demeanor immediately changing as he finally took the mask off, his lips trailing soft kisses along the underside of your jaw. “shhh, it’s okay,” he whispered, his hands rubbing soothing circles into your hips, “you did so good for me, baby.” he praised, your eyes fluttering shut as you felt absolutely spent. “was it too much?” he asked concerned. you shook your head, reassuring him with a peck on the cheek. “nonono— it was perfect, i’m okay.” rafe sighed in relief, his forehead resting against your own.

“the knife was a little scary, though..” you giggled, moaning softly when he pulled out and collapsed on top of you. feeling his weight like this was so comforting to you, you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around his broad figure and cling to him in your post-orgasm bliss. “yeah? should i leave it out next time?�� rafe felt himself growing sleepy with every stroke of your soft hand on his back.

“..no, i liked it.”

[larkawolfgirl]

Just like questioning my entire life right now. Early mid-life crisis.