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[oreolemur]

His Possession- Junpei Yoshino Fanfic

Moving into a new neighborhood wasn’t easy. Starting a new job, and being independent, made things more difficult. You’ve been living on your own for a few months. Things started out okay, until it wasn’t. You started to feel weird vibes from your neighbors, but mostly, the man next door.

He showed up to your job, more often than anyone should. You never talked to him outside of work, nor knew his name. He was a mystery to you, and a mystery you didn’t want to solve. Some of your coworkers took note of his odd shopping habits, and informed you of the rumors. “Stay away from him, he’s weird”, they warned. “He just got out of prison for stalking”. Hearing this sent shivers down your spine. It all made sense, especially when you noticed how some of your things would go missing. 

Whenever he showed up, Junpei always went to your register. “Hi, how are you today?”, you casually say, ringing up his items. He never bought any real groceries, only picking up frozen meals and junk food. “Does he not know how to cook?”, you thought. “I’m good, you?”, he asks, never breaking eye contact with you. His voice was quiet and calm, almost robotic like. After finding out he was a stalker, you no longer looked at him for more than a second. It was awkward giving him service as you would always feel his eyes piercing through you. “Your total is $18.50, sir”.

The price of his items remained the same too. Never less, never more, but the same. As he handed you the money, you felt the warmth of his hand brush against yours. It was surprisingly soft. You took a quick glance at his face, noticing his cheeks were pink. “Have a good day, sir”. He was frozen by the sudden contact, “Y-you too”. You watched him walk away. His pace was quicker than usual. Your shift went on like any other day. Stocking the shelves, working the registers, and cleaning was what you did. It never bored you, but you didn’t like it as much. “I can’t wait to get a new job”. Although the pay was good, you didn’t appreciate the fact that you were the only one who did most of the closings. Letting out a deep sigh, you were happy your shift was over. It was a long day and you couldn’t wait to head home. 

After driving for 30 minutes, you made it home safely. Stepping out of your car, you felt someone was watching you. Looking around, you glanced over at your neighbor’s house. “What the fuck?”, you questioned, seeing the silhouette of a man facing you. It creeped you out, so you quickly went inside. An hour later, after settling down, you laid in your bed with your cat. You ate, took a shower, and wanted nothing more, but a good night's rest. 

Dozing off to sleep, your phone went off. It was an unknown number, so you didn’t answer. The moment you declined it, it rang again. “Hello?”, you answered. “Thanks for leaving your door unlocked”. Your heart dropped. You instantly turned off the TV, trying to listen for any voices nearby. “W-who is this?”. A low chuckle was heard,”I’ll tell you, only if you do as I say”. You gulped, feeling nauseous and scared. “Please leave me alone”, you croaked.

“I can’t. I’ve waited so long for this”. A tear fell from your eye as you began to shake. You reached under your pillow, for your knife. “Shit!”, you cried even more, realizing it wasn’t there. “I’ll call the cops”, you threatened. “You can if you want. But, they won’t get here in time”. “What do you want from me?”, your voice was shaky. “I want you. I’ve always wanted you”. 

Suddenly, the lights went off. “Do what I want, and I’ll leave you alone”. You contemplated, feeling trapped at the whole ordeal. You felt disgusted knowing what the person wanted. “O-okay. I’ll do what you want”. With that being said, the phone hung up. You stayed still, burying your face between your knees. “What am I doing?”, you questioned.

Your bedroom door slowly opened, revealing a tall figure standing in front. You looked up and gasped, regretting your decision. “W-who are you?”. They said nothing as they walked up to you. Standing by the end, you noticed it was a man. Since the lights were off, you weren’t able to see the face. “You’re so pretty”, he said. His voice sounded familiar, but you couldn’t make out who it could be.

Junpei was nervous. He positioned a camera on your dresser and pressed record. “Have you ever had sex before?”, he asked. You shook your head. “Good, I’ll be your first”. Unbuckling his belt, Junpei let his pants fall to the floor. “Come here”. You hesitated, not moving an inch from your spot. “Come. Here”, he was getting impatient. Grabbing you by the hair, he pulled you off the bed, forcing you on your knees.

Your cheek was pressed against his covered boner. With one hand holding your head still, Junpei used his free one to pull his boxers down slightly. His penis sprung up, hitting his lower stomach. “Remember what I said, do what I want, and I’ll leave you alone”. He positioned himself near your mouth, gesturing for you to open up. Putting the tip in, you begin to lick, and then suck, and then lick again. 

Junpei liked the sensation, but felt as if you were teasing him. “Come on, put the whole thing in. You have to do better than that, dollface”. Already struggling with his size, you tried to go deeper. It amazed you that you didn’t gag. You looked up at him, trying to see who it was. “Who are you?”, you thought. He moaned quietly, enjoying how warm your mouth was. “Fuck”, he groaned. He tightened his grip on your hair, pushing you down deeper until your nose hit his pelvis. He thrusted harshly, working to get his orgasm.“I’m almost finished”.

He used your mouth as his own personal fleshlight. You didn’t have any problems breathing as you figured out how to do it through your nose. His hips started to buckle. Warm, thick fluids filled your mouth as he pulled out. “Swallow”, he ordered, putting his hand over your mouth. He grinned at your obedience. “Now it’s your turn”.

He lifted you up, throwing you on the bed. He forced your legs open, rubbing his fingers over your clothed vagina. You twitched and squirmed trying to close your legs. “Stop fighting, I want to make you feel good too”, he said, removing your panties. You watched him put his fingers in his mouth. Out of shame, you covered your face. He slipped two of his fingers inside while his thumb massaged your clit.

You began to cry at your body’s reaction. You didn’t want any of this, but your body said otherwise. “Please stop”. Junpei ignored you, continuing to give you pleasure. He liked how your walls contracted around his fingers. He enjoyed how wet you were and how wet he made you. He looked at the red light on his camera and smiled,”Only I can see you like this”. His pace quickened, causing you to whine. “Cum for me”, he pinched your nipple, adding more stimulation. Your body twitched more, and your back arched.

You grabbed his arm and climaxed. “Good girl”. He shoved his digits into your mouth, making you taste yourself. “Nice, isn’t it?”, he laughed. You bit him, “Fuck you!”. He winced in anger, slapping you in the face. Junpei got up to get his belt. “I didn’t want to use restraints, but now you leave me with no other choice”. He pinned your wrists above your head, tying them to the headboard.

Frustrated, he walked over to the camera and came back to you. “Apologize”, the device was in your face. His heavy body rested on your torso. “Apologize”, he repeated. You refused, earning another slap in the face. He sat it down on the nightstand, checking to see if everything was being filmed. 

“Now”, he said, hoisting your leg over his shoulder. “I’m running out of time”. Without warning, he forcefully shoved himself inside you. “Stop!”, you cried. “Please, it hurts!”. He wasn’t moving, admiring the painful look on your face. “Repeat after me”, he leaned into you, resting his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry for being disobedient”. He stared into your eyes, waiting for a response. “I-I’m so-”, you attempted, feeling him thrust. “Say it, my love”, he teased. “I-I’m sorry for being-”, yet again his movements cut you off. “Disobedient”. He chuckled at how pathetic you look.

He never gave you a chance to adjust to his size. Tears fell from your eyes as you begged him to stop. The man went deeper, “You’re so pretty when you cry”. Junpei took hold of your neck, using it as support to keep his pace. He was close to finishing.

Before you knew it, your nightmare was over. Releasing your throat, you gasped for air. He laid on top of your chest, feeling satisfied. “Are you done?”, you asked. “I did what you wanted, now leave”. Junpei laughed at you. “What’s so funny? Leave!”. He became louder, almost scaring you when he glared at your confused expression. “You're dumber than I thought”. He sat up, fixing himself between your legs again. “After experiencing this, now I never want to let you go”. 

[missescalientee]

Brozone parents!! Vidalia and Blaze!

Vidalia is named and modeled after an onion, for funsies, also River was told not to name their kid after a vegetable but he did anyway cuz he loves onions :)

Blaze is a wild child and an adrenaline junkie, he gets into trouble for fun, and takes "you only live once" very seriously

Vidalia likes how wild he is but River fears that it's gonna get them both killed one day 😔

[skidcd-megamix]

IM GONNA THROW UPP OH MY COD OH MY COD OH MY COD JAHAHHDJWJJ GUYS GUYSSSSSSS GUESS WHO HAS NEW IDEAS THEY KNOW EACH PTHERRR IM GONNA CRYI I HAVE THE BIGGEST GOOFIEST SMILE ON MY FACE RN i’m eating good today

[neptunesailing]

happy april fools everyone :)

[foxy-kitsune]

someone please sedate me right now

[moongo101]

EDEN

I can’t draw masculine men and it shows

[mayoiayasep]

wishing all soraPs a very "one free swing at the enstars writing team" after what ive heard about this event

[crystalmagpie447]

kicking my feet all giddy !!veryvery excited 2 see what kinito looks like in ur style

WAAA

HIHIHELLO!!! (sorry forgoing through tha kinito tag on your bloglmaoo☠️☠️💥💥)

WHEVDJS

I Ca nt

draw him in color yet, buut i did make some sketches earlier

YIIPPEEEE

[hellforaloser]

not my usual content but this pissed me off so fuckin bad. i fucking hate pinterest antis.

okay this thumbtack is literally just. making shit up. completely rewriting the definition of proship. "At its core..!!" BITCH AT IT'S CORE IT MEANS "SHIP AND LET SHIP" YOU ARE MAKING SHIT UP!!!!

reminds me of that hazbin storyboard artist who made rape fetish art of angel and val...

okay??? who gaf??? thought crimes dont exist??? people have kinks and fetishes and are allowed to express those through art???? are you fucking shitting me????

he didn't have sexual trauma he just liked doing it.... AND VIVZIEPOP STILL DEFENDED HIM...

good for them ig?? he didn't do anything wrong except draw some fetish art you dont like. calm down weirdo.

moral of the story pinterest antis are annoying as hell

[fyoggo]

[tentenarchive]

Naruto, Chapter 41 "The Whispers of Demons...?!" page 98. Published on Weekly Shounen Jump #35, August 14, 2000

[weirdkidshere]

Can‘t wait for all those Everybody Lives/Nobody Dies fanfics

[shibbledibble22]

Not this frox I triggered that jumped practically into the light root

[bizlybebo]

10 HOUR CAR RIDE

[neptunesailing]

more painting(??) practice

[000marie198]

Boys. Please stop trying to get yourselves killed, boys. Boys. BOYS