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-Apologize

Word count: 2.15k~

Pairing: Xiao x fem reader

Description: While you’re stuck spending time with Xiao in his room while your parents visit downstairs you accidentally make him lose a game and he takes out his frustrations on you

Trigger warnings: non-con, non-con filming, non-con listening, degradation, victim blaming?

Edited by: @pretty-princess-peach

You were sitting cross legged on Xiao’s bed, watching him as he focused on the video game he was playing. He hadn’t said a word to you since he had told you that you could sit on his bed while you waited for him to finish. However, that didn’t mean that he was being quiet. He was on a discord call with his friends while they all played against each other in teams. He was shouting and laughing and making jokes, half of which you didn’t even understand (What the hell did “bottom fragging” even mean, and what was so bad about girls playing games?), and you were getting bored waiting for him to stop gaming and finally pay attention to you.

You had only come over to his house to visit since your parents had been friends with his parents since your family had moved here when you were in elementary school, and even now that you were an adult, since you lived at home, you were expected to accompany them on visits. As always, you were sent to go spend time with Xiao in his room, and as always, he was ignoring you. You had always found Xiao to be a bit of a weird guy. However, he seemed relatively harmless. He always seemed annoyed or discontent with something and seemed to either be scared of women or at least uncomfortable around them. You had never considered him a friend, but you didn’t hate him or anything. However, you did hate it when he refused to spare you so much as a glance and just ignored you while he played his games and talked to his friends. Although, you supposed that it wasn’t so boring to watch him play. He was quite pretty, after all…even if he did look like he probably needed a shower.

You tried to focus on the quiet voices coming from his headphones, curious about what they were talking about, but you still couldn’t follow the conversation. Eventually, you gave up on trying to glean any entertainment from the current situation, and you decided to try and get him to give you some attention.

“Xiao?”

There was no response.

“Xiao! Hellooooo?”

Xiao flinched a little when you spoke louder and swore.

“That’s not my mom, idiot. That’s just the daughter of some people my parents are friends with.”

You rolled your eyes and stood up, taking a few steps so you were close enough to Xiao that you could tap his shoulder. He turned away from his game for a second just to glare at you, and unfortunately enough, in those few seconds, Xiao had managed to get shot and killed in the game he was playing. He noticed immediately, turning back to the game and hitting buttons while he swore. You could hear what sounded like laughter coming from his headset, and it seemed to drive Xiao absolutely crazy. He stood up and gave you a death stare, and you immediately felt tiny compared to him, despite Xiao only being a few inches taller than you.

“This was your fucking fault!”

He wasn’t quite yelling, but he was loud enough to make you jump.

“Apologize for fucking distracting me!”

You sighed, but it was clear that he was being serious, so you figured that it was best to just apologize to him.

“Okay, I’m sorry.”

He took a deep breath and went to sit back down.

“But you should really calm down. It's literally just a game.”

That was it. He snapped. He tore his headphones off of his head and tossed them onto his chair. He backed you against the wall and wrapped a hand tightly around your throat.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

You were terrified. Xiao had never seemed truly scary before this moment. Even when you had heard him yelling at his teammates during a game or yelling because he was upset about losing, he had never seemed scary.

Xiao’s grip around your throat tightened, and your hands shot up to pull at his, trying to get him to stop.

“Answer me!”

You were shaking at this point, and you had tears in your eyes. You considered calling for help but quickly remembered that his room had been soundproofed years ago due to his constant shouting. You figured it was better to just answer Xiao than to start fruitlessly screaming.

“I said it’s just a game and that you should calm down! Now please stop! I can barely breathe!”

Xiao’s grip tightened once again. Now you really couldn’t breathe.

“It’s not just a fucking game you dumb bitch. It was fucking ranked, and you made me fucking lose!”

You tried to choke out an apology, but you could no longer form words, and black spots were starting to appear in your vision.

Xiao was seething. He was beyond pissed that you had made him lose, and he needed to make you pay for it. You’re just a dumb fucking girl. You shouldn’t be walking around pretending like you have any right to talk to him! Xiao knew exactly how to make you pay. He was going to fuck you, and he was going to cover you in his cum. You were a girl, after all. It's what you were meant for.

Seconds before you blacked out, Xiao finally let go of your throat. You yelped as he grabbed your hair and dragged you over to his bed. He pushed you down and climbed on top of you.

“Xiao, what the fuck are you doing?! Get off of me!”

He ignored your words and the way you were trying to get away from him and instead focused on pulling off your shirt. You did your best to hold your shirt down so that he couldn’t get it off of you, but he grabbed a hold of your wrists and held them over your head as he pulled your shirt off of you. The second that he got it off of you, you started to cry.

“Shut the fuck up. Don’t act like you don’t want this; I know you do.”

You just shook your head and kept crying. Xiao started pulling down your pants, and you tried to fight him the best that you could, but he was far stronger than you, and any resistance felt pointless(not that that stopped you from struggling).

“Look at what you’re fucking wearing. Who the fuck wears clothes like that with underwear like this underneath if they’re not begging to be fucked?”

You started crying even harder. You hadn’t been dressed in any particularly scandalous way. You had been wearing a crop top and some ripped jeans, but you didn’t think that was a particularly revealing outfit, and he didn’t get to tell you that wearing your pretty lacy underwear was you “begging to be fucked”! It wasn’t your fault that dressing pretty made you feel nice!

Xiao flipped you onto your stomach and held your wrists behind you in one hand while the other undid your bra. He pulled it off of you and used the straps to tie your wrists together behind your back before flipping you back over.

“Stop it! You can’t do this!”

Xiao snorted. Your makeup was running down your face, and your body was shaking with your sobs. He had to be sick to be enjoying this.

He started pulling down your panties, and that was enough for you to start screaming at him. However, unfortunately for you, Xiao didn’t enjoy your screaming, and after he had gotten your panties off of you, he shoved them in your mouth. When he saw you start to try and spit them out, he decided to give you a warning.

“If you spit those out or start screaming again, I will make you fucking regret it.”

You froze in fear, tears still running down your face as you watched Xiao pull off his shirt and hoodie and take off his underwear and pants. You couldn’t help but stare. After all, he was built so incredibly well that you couldn’t help but run your eyes over his chiseled torso and his surprisingly big arms. The second your eyes reached his cock however, you snapped back to reality and your current situation.

You started wriggling around, trying to free your wrists, but before you had any success, Xiao was spreading your legs and lining his cock up with your hole. You started sobbing again, and Xiao laughed at how pathetic you looked underneath him. He was feeling better already. He started pushing inside of you, and you started trying to voice your protests through the cloth in your mouth. He forced his way in until he was balls deep, and god, it fucking hurt. You certainly weren’t wet enough, and he was too big for it not to hurt. He didn’t give you any time to adjust and started fucking you immediately. He was moaning and breathing heavily above you, and you wished you could just crawl away.

After a few minutes, he reached up and pulled your panties out of your mouth. You started begging him to stop, apologizing over and over, but he didn’t stop.

“Fuck cumming on you, I’m going to fucking fill you up.”

You immediately started panicking.

“Please, no! You can’t! I’m not on the pill, please!”

He laughed at your distress.

“Well, if you don’t want me to fucking breed you, then- fuck, then you’re going to have to tell me how you fucking love my cock and that this is what- ngh, you were fucking made for.”

You really didn’t have a choice. You couldn’t risk getting pregnant, and saying a few words wasn’t going to kill you.

“I-”

“Wait wait wait.”

He stopped fucking you for a second and reached beside him, grabbing his phone before turning it on and pointing it towards you.

“Now say it.”

He was going to record you? Fuck. He started fucking you again but not quite as hard and fast as before as he kept his phone pointed at you.

“I love your cock so much. This is what I was made for! I'm sorry, please!”

He laughed again at your desperation and tossed his phone beside him before starting to fuck you even harder.

After a few more minutes, Xiao was getting close to cumming, and as ashamed of it as you were, so were you. It really wasn’t your fault. He was hitting all the right spots, and your body was responding accordingly! After a few more thrusts, you were arching your back and moaning as you came around his cock.

“See? I fucking knew you liked this, so stop acting like you don’t. Fucking whore.”

Unfortunately for you, Xiao wasn’t done yet and was overstimulating the hell out of you. You begged him to stop, and he ignored you. He kept fucking you until he was finally finishing inside of you, much to your horror.

“You…you came inside…”

“Did you really believe that I wouldn’t? You should be grateful. You barely deserve my cum.”

Xiao pulled out of you and wiped off his cock on your thigh. He got dressed again and went and sat back in his chair, putting on his headset. He immediately started talking about what he’d just done to you, and you realized that all of his friends that he had been taking to had heard him rape you. Xiao spun around in his chair and grabbed his phone from the bed. He was sending the video that he had taken of you to his friends.

“Please, Xiao, don’t show that video to anyone, please!”

He rolled his eyes at you.

“I’ll show it to whoever I want, and if you don’t want me showing it to anyone that you know, then you won’t mention this to anyone.”

You met his gaze and could tell that he was being serious.

“…Okay.”

He turned away from you again and kept talking to his friends. How fucked up did they have to be if they were fine with hearing about how he raped you? You laid on his bed and tried to stop thinking. Maybe in a few minutes, he would let you go, and you could walk back to your house and never have to see him again.

Though, of course, things couldn’t go your way, and after about 10 minutes of him talking to his friends and you trying to space out, he was getting up and walking back over to you.

“What are you doing?”

You tried to wiggle away from him as he got back on top of you.

“I’m going to fuck you again. Isn’t that obvious?”

You started crying again. This was going to be a long evening.

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-Hurt me

Word count: 0.95k~

Pairing: Toji x reader

Description: Your boyfriend Tōji has a bad day and decides that you’re going to help him feel better, whether you want to or not

Trigger warnings: non-con, abusive relationship, spanking with a belt, gaslighting?

Edited By: @pretty-princess-peach

You loved your boyfriend. You really did. But it was hard when he came home angry and wanting to take it out on someone because you were always his first target. He never told you what had caused his awful mood, but his tantrums were always heralded by slamming doors, stomping footsteps, and a “Where the fuck are you?!”.

You always jumped when you heard the front door slam, well, when you heard any door slam. You would try to collect yourself the best you could before going to find your clearly angry boyfriend before he could get mad that you hadn’t appeared. You walked as close as you dared to where he was seated on the couch in your living room.

“Hey, baby, how are you doing?”

“I think it’s fucking obvious how I’m doing. Get over here.”

You walked in front of him, and he pulled down on your arms, trying to signal that he wanted you on your knees, but you didn’t move, only serving to further agitate him.

“What are you? Stupid? Get on your fucking knees.”

You were afraid to speak or even look him in the eyes, but you managed to at least get a few words out.

“Not today, please.”

“Are you fucking saying no to me?”

He reached a leg behind you and pulled forward behind your knees, making you fall to the ground. Your knees hit the ground hard, and you tried to get back up to minimize the pain you were feeling, but Tōji stopped you. He grabbed you by the hair and pulled you between his legs, making you shuffle forward. He undid his pants and brought your mouth down on his cock. Or he tried to, at least, but unfortunately for him, your mouth was closed, and you were refusing to open it.

“Open your fucking mouth, unless you want this to get a whole lot more painful.”

You didn’t listen, somehow thinking he would get bored and leave you alone. But no, you were just egging him on.

Tōji stood up, grabbed your hair and started walking to the bedroom, not caring that you felt like he was tearing your hair out as you stumbled behind him, struggling to stay upright. He dragged you to your shared bedroom and pushed you onto the bed. You tried to get off, but before you could, your boyfriend was on top of you, pinning you down.

“I fucking warned you that it would get worse if you didn’t listen.”

He flipped you onto your stomach and tied your wrists to the headboard. You hadn’t noticed him grab the tie, but you didn’t question it. You were far more occupied with the fear of what was going to come next.

You felt your body flash with heat when the first hit from the belt came. The pain was awful, but the knowledge that there would be more made it even worse.

“Tōji, please, stop! I’ll do whatever you want, just please stop! It hurts!”

He brought the belt down again. He was laughing now.

“I know it hurts, princess That’s kind of the point.”

He brought the belt down again, harder this time. And with that hit, your resolve to not give him the satisfaction of your screams broke, and you shouted out in pain.

“There we go! That’s what I like to hear.”

You were crying, sobbing as you screamed from each hit of his belt. You couldn’t see his face, but you knew that if you could, he would have a sadistic grin on his face.

“Please!”

“You want more?”

The belt came down again. You screamed, again.

“No, please stop. I can’t do this!”

“Yeah, you can. It’s your fault I’m hurting you, anyway.”

After a few more minutes, he got bored and let go of the belt. He took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed. When you felt the bed dip from his weight, you realized what would come next, and you started doing everything you could to stop it. You didn’t want this right now, and while you knew you realistically couldn’t stop him, you weren’t going down without a fight.

Tōji quickly got upset by your thrashing and slapped your ass to get you to fucking hold still. It hurt so much more than usual due to how sore your ass was from being hit with your boyfriend’s belt. He dragged your hips upwards so that your ass was raised enough that he could easily shove his cock in your pussy. He lined himself up and started pushing in. You were screaming at him, begging him to stop, and he was just laughing. There was nothing you could do other than beg for it all to stop once he started fucking you.

You had been forced to just lay there and take it for at least an hour by the time he was untying your wrists and laying down next to you. You could feel how full you were of his cum, and you cringed at the feeling of it flowing out of you. Tōji tucked you under his arm and situated you so that your head was laying on his chest.

You were still crying a bit, sniffing as little tears ran down your face and now onto your boyfriend’s chest.

“You’re okay.”

“…You hurt me…”

“I know, princess, but you’re alright. If you don’t like it, then listen to me next time.”

You played his words over and over again in your head. You didn’t like it when he hurt you, but maybe he was right, maybe you should just listen. You did love him. You just wished that the love could come without the pain.

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-Be honest

Word count: 1.57k~

Pairing: Diluc x reader

Description: Diluc thinks you were flirting with his brother and takes you home to teach you a lesson.

Trigger warnings: Non-con, abusive relationship, diluc burns you

Edited By: @pretty-princess-peach

Diluc was dragging you up the staircase in his mansion on his way to his bedroom. You were stumbling behind him, trying not to trip despite his longer legs and his tight grip on your wrist.

The two of you were just coming out from what was supposed to be a nice little event for the knights of favonius that was happening at Angel’s Share. He was bartending, and you were there to keep him company.

However, after Diluc noticed you getting too friendly with Kaeya, he decided it was time for the two of you to go home and have a talk.

Diluc opened the door to his bedroom and dragged you inside before closing it once again. He let go of your wrist and cornered you against the door.

“What the fuck did you think you were doing?”

“I’m sorry. I don’t understand. I don't know what I did wrong.”

He slammed a fist into the door beside your head, and you jumped, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

“You were flirting with my fucking brother.”

You were confused. You had barely talked to Kaeya all night. You had one short conversation before Diluc had decided to take you home for whatever reason, but that was it.

“What? I wasn’t, I promise. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You don’t know what I’m talking about? Don’t play dumb. You know exactly what you did.”

That was it. You started crying.

“I really don’t. I’m sorry, please, just calm down.”

He removed his hand from beside your head, and his posture relaxed.

“Right, of course. I should calm down because you weren’t trying to fuck my brother, right?”

He took a few steps back and turned away from you, waiting for an answer.

“I wasn't, I swear. I’m sorry.”

He whipped around and shouted at you.

“Don’t fucking lie to me!”

You cowered, terrified of what would accompany the shouting.

“Are you fucking cowering? What the fuck do you have to be scared of? Do you want me to give you something to be afraid of?”

Panic shot through you, and you straightened up the best you could, even trying to put on a little smile.

“No, I'm sorry.”

“Good. There we go.”

He reached a hand out and cupped your face.

“Now, are you going to be honest with me?”

You stared at him. You had no idea what to say. You couldn’t lie and agree with him, but if you were honest, he would think that you’re lying.

“I…I’m being honest…”

You felt the hand that was gently cupping your face tense and curl into a fist.

“No you aren’t.”

His voice was quiet, but you could sense the anger it was laced with.

“You wanted to fuck my brother. Why?”

“I didn’t. Diluc, please listen to me.”

“Do you not care about me anymore? Or have you just always had feelings for him?”

“Neither! Diluc, I care about you and only you.”

“Or did you just want him to fuck you?”

“I didn’t!”

“That’s what it was, wasn’t it? You thought he could fuck you better.”

“No, Diluc, I don’t want to fuck your brother!”

Diluc seemed to physically relax a bit, but he still seemed tense.

“That’s it. If I fuck you and teach you a lesson, then you won’t want to fuck him anymore.”

“No, Diluc, not right now. Can we please just talk?”

He stared at you for a moment, looking slightly confused.

“Did you just say ‘no’ to me?”

You were unsure of how to respond.

“Yes…?”

“You upset me. You don’t get to say no to me. I have to make sure that what happened tonight doesn’t happen again.”

“Diluc, nothing happened.”

And just like that, he was angry again. He grabbed you by your hair and dragged you to the bed before picking you up and throwing you onto it. By the time you got your bearings, Diluc had already shed his jacket and his shirt and was undoing his pants.

You tried to climb out of the bed, but he immediately stopped what he was doing and got onto the bed to hold you down.

He was hovering over you, holding you down by your wrists, pinning them above your head when he spoke.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

“Anywhere that isn’t here! I’m fucking done with this. You won’t listen to anything I’m saying! Maybe I should have gone home with your brother…”

You weren’t really sure why you felt the need to add the last part, but you instantly regretted it when you felt Diluc’s grip around your wrists get tighter and…was it getting hotter somehow? It got worse and worse until it felt like he was actually burning your skin.

“Diluc, please stop it hurts!”

He wasn’t listening anymore. He was far too angry.

Diluc reached his free hand down to his pants and pulled off his belt. He wrapped it around the burned skin of your wrists and secured it to the headboard.

You were begging him to let you go and telling him how much it hurt, but Diluc was seeing red, and all he could think to do was fuck his frustrations away and prove that he could fuck you better than Kaeya ever could.

He reached down under the dress that you were wearing and pulled your underwear off of you as you unsuccessfully tried to kick him off. Next, he slid his pants and his underwear down as well before leaning forward and pushing your knees to your chest.

“Diluc wait-”

He ignored you and pushed his cock all the way inside in one push. You screamed at the pain. Diluc never fucked you without prepping you. He wasn’t exactly very easy to take, even with prep, so he always tried to make it as easy as possible for you. Tonight however, he was focused on making you regret the shit you said and making sure you never thought about anyone else ever again.

“Diluc, please, I can’t! It hurts too bad, please, stop!”

He continued to ignore you and just kept slamming himself inside of you.

You felt yourself getting close to an orgasm and tried your best to beat it down, but you couldn’t stop it from overwhelming you.

When Diluc felt you cum around him, it only made him fuck you harder.

He was getting closer and closer to cumming, and your cries of pain were only egging him on. You were praying he would cum soon. You just wanted to have everything be over so things would stop hurting.

Finally, Diluc was cumming in you. He pumped you full, and finally, he was done. At least, that’s what you thought until he started moving again.

There was no way Diluc was stopping after just one orgasm. He was going to fill you up so much that you could never get all of his cum out of you.

You started thrashing around, trying even harder to get him to stop. You could feel your wrists bleeding, the already burned skin having been rubbed raw by Diluc’s belt. You just wanted everything to stop hurting.

Eventually, Diluc grew tired of your incessant begging and complaining, deciding to wrap a hand around your throat.

“Diluc, fucking let go of me!”

He didn’t like that. The hand wrapped around your throat started heating up, and you immediately realized what was happening.

“I’m sorry! Diluc, please I’m sorry, so stop!”

He still wasn’t listening to you, now only focused on leaving a mark on your throat.

You were crying, heavy sobs shaking your body as Diluc burned a handprint into your skin. You could feel your consciousness slipping away as he came inside of you a second time. You couldn’t take much more, and when Diluc started fucking you once again, you gave up fighting. You just laid there and cried, accepting that you would have to take whatever your boyfriend was going to give you.

At some point, you passed out from everything being far too taxing and overwhelming, but that didn’t stop Diluc. He fucked you until he physically couldn’t anymore.

By the time he was done, there was a little bump on your stomach from all the cum he had pumped into you. There was also cum spilling out of you onto the previously cleaned sheets. Diluc moved you onto a sofa and rang for a maid to come change the sheets. When she was done, he asked if she could bring up a first aid kit as well.

Diluc fully undressed you, put you in one of his shirts, and wrapped and put ointment on your burns. He carried you to the freshly made bed, tucked you in, and climbed into bed beside you.

-♡-

The next morning, you woke up to a fully clothed Diluc bringing you breakfast in bed. You were tired from last night, but you knew that if you hadn’t talked to Kaeya, none of this would have happened.

“How are you feeling, my love?”

“I’m alright...”

You weren’t really lying. You were just a little bit sore, and your neck and wrists hurt a fair amount.

“Well, I hope you learned something, darling.”

“I did, I’m sorry Diluc…”

“Thank you. Now, you should eat.”

He set the tray of food down in front of you, and you dug in.

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