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slashingdisneypasta · 2 years ago

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OOOH, thank you very much for the tag!! I definitely have some to send in to you ^^ Very curious ^^

Mine are gonna be under a Keep Reading gateway too cuz there are quite a few 😅😅 This is so cool and fun, I hope I get some questions!! Might inspire me to actually FINISH some of these, ha ha 😅

Lately I have been trying to keep with a naming strategy, so its more organised then it used to be, but... the names aren't great 😅 Also warning- some of these are YEARS old.

and... i cannot tag that many people 😅😅 I'll just say whoever wants to do it- please do!!

Creepypasta:

Drabbles- CP Soulmate (Jeff.BEN.EJ.LJ.Toby.MaskyandHoodie.Slender.Offender)

Drabbles- Hattice Inspired Scenarios (BEN.Jeff.LJ.Offender.Slender)

Headcanons- QuotevStories (Slender Brothers)

Disney Villains:

Drabble Parts 1 and 2- Prince Cholias (Jafar)

Drabble- Tensions Between Hopeless Lovers High (Gaston)

Drabbles- Evening Routines With Her (Cruella.Hilda.Tremaine.Medusa)

Drabbles- Forced Marriage Proposals (Hades.Gothel.Ratigan.Narissa.ShereKhan.Steelbeak)

Drabbles- Saying I Love You The Protags Way (HookFacilierGastonHadesHansJafar)

Drabbles- Waking Up From a Love Potion (HookHildaGastonHadesJafarMaleficentUrsula)

Headcanons- Head Over Heels (FemVillains)

Oneshot- Giving You Acting Tips and Being SLEAZY (JimStarling)

Oneshot- Lottie Part 2 (Greasy)

Preferences (RewriteFromQuotev)- Flirting With Them (Hook.Clayton.Gaston.Hades.Jafar)

Misc Villains:

Dark Drabbles- Alex. Falcone. John Knox. and Steve Abnesti

Drabbles- Soft Drabbles (TV Villains- CatherineDeMedici.CeceDrake.DetectiveWilden.KatherinePierce.MerleDixon.PeterHale)

Headcanons- Relationship HCs (Kurt Kelly)

Headcanons- SFWandNSFW HCs (Chris.Jo.Mal.Scott)

Oneshot- Unexpectedly Chivalrous (Jack Bass)

Oneshot- Mates. No Promises. (Peter Hale)

Oneshot- Reunion Hijinks (Chris Mclean)

Oneshot- Yandere Platonic Soulmates Smut (TF2 Spy)

Slashers and Horror Villains:

Drabble- Fine Dining (Buckman.and.Harper)

Drabble- Lesser Of Two Evils (DBD Clown)

Drabbles- Disney Movie Parody Shots. Hercules And Frog Prince (Frason.Chicael)

Drabbles- Having A Sexist Monster Hunter Husband. Joining The Monster (ChuckyandTiffany.Freddy.Jason.MidnightMan)

Drabbles- Musical Theatre Inspired Drabbles (BillyLoomis.ChopTop.Freddy.Jennifer.Patrick.Hoyt.Chiffany)

Drabbles- Platonic Protectors (Jason.Stu.Thomas.Tiffany)

Drabbles- Postcards From You From Around The World (Billy.Bubba.Freddy.Jason.Michael.Stu)

Drabbles- Villains S/O Interacting With Protagonists (NancyT.HeatherM.WKane)

Excerpts- Mayor Buckman Mass Post

Headcanons- Cell Block Tango AU (Stu.Patrick.Hoyt.Jerry.Kieran.Stuart)

Headcanons- Fairytale Princess AU (Bubba.Chucky.Ghostface.Freddy.Jason.Buckman.Michael)

Headcanons- Country Boys Relationship HC's (ChopTop.Drayton.Harper.Jedidiah.Buckman.Otis.Hoyt.Deathslinger.Foxy)

Headcanons- Witchy And Suburban (Chiffany.Freddy)

Oneshot- 3 Phone Calls (Otis)

Oneshot- Ex Succubus Part 2. Ground Rules (Jennifer.and.Inkubus)

Oneshot- Fake Dating Part 4. The Finale (Harper)

Oneshot- Madam! Reader. Are You Jealous (Buckman)

Oneshot- Masquerading As The Boy Next Door (Freddy)

Oneshot- Slasher Movie Night (HorrorHouse)

Oneshot- Secret Relationship Part 2. Trying And Miserably Failing (Freddy)

Oneshot- Teen!Bubba Chucky and Freddy Part 2. The Combined Efforts to Get Rid of Mr Underwood

Smutshot- A Morbid Curiosity (DBD Clown)

Crossovers and MultiVillains:

Drabbles- Christmas Theme (Chris.Cruella.DarkLink.Buckman.MichaelMyers.NATM2Rogues.PrinceHans.StatesvillePrisoners)

Drabbles- Saying No After All This Time (Hades.and.Inkubus)

Drabbles- Unexpected Teacher (BJ.CandyPop.KaiParker.PeterHale)

Drabbles- Walking In On... something...(ChrisandTopher.MichaelandBubba.SideburnsandPatchy.SlenderandOffender.SmartassAndGreasy)

WIP Wednesday on Friday!! Got tagged by beloved @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips.

Hmm. This is the first time I'm somewhat honest about the amount of them, normally I pick just a couple. Feel free to ask me about them! If there's one thing that chases away the staleness of unfulfilled WIPs it's getting to talk about them and bounce ideas around!

Otis Driftwood:

Baby's friend

Sweet thing

Go out with me

Gas station

Jealous Baby

Chapter 7 with Manon (shopping trip chapter)

Not victim

Otis meets a girl

House of Wax:

Ambrose Summer Vacation

Priest!Bo

Hanging out (6 of us)

Moon Knight:

Bits and pieces (for AU with Frenchie and Madelief)

Steven's girlfriend (Harrow)

Sleep with the door unlocked (Harrow)

Michael Myers:

Hamster

Chocolate fic // praline with blood filling

Greenhouse date

Return

Priest Michael

New Year's

Others:

Echoes of memories in Mordor

Joker purple

War murder is menstrual envy (phrase belongs to Nick Zedd)

The unexpected upside of kidnapping young kids.

How to deal with grief (Brahms)

Thomas Hewitt:

Letters to Thomas

Meat plant birthday

Changing of the seasons/cruel domesticism

The meat of evil

Family values/the wrong girl

Thank you for reading this far <3. Recently I've been letting go of my over the top expectations in regards to writing, and really want to upload more of my stories, since even if I don't finish any of these, they have thousands of words already written that someone may enjoy. So I'll try to finish them to a satisfying point and post them, even if I had huge ideas for them once upon a time :))

Tagging, but no pressure: @immortal-velociraptor @lussiane333 @jokeringcutio @slashingdisneypasta @spookyscaryslashy @red-cards

(sorry if any of these are unwelcome, I tried not repeating tags)

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justjams2003 · 2 years ago

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Hey, so I came up with another spicey Steve Abnesti x male reader request😉 it's not a prequal or sequal to the other one. It's a complete new one.

The reader is the same cute 'n tiny one.Also this time kinda innocent. The story is kind of like this- Steve gives both reader and Jeff N-40 to have sex and be really intimate. The reader being cute, Jeff doesn't protest to ackonowledge leading upto steve being really aroused hearing reader's moans and lustful whimpers. So, later he haves his way with the reader. Size difference, age difference, oral sex(steve recieving), body worship(steve recieving) and lots of hot steamy sex🔥

Hello, thank you for writing your request. Sorry it took so long, (Medical issues, again). Also sorry if it is a bit short, I don’t have much of an excuse for it. I kinda feel like writing the body worship in a separate one-shot but that will be much later. Anyways, I do hope you enjoy :)

Pairing: Steve Abnesti x male!reader

Warnings: Public sex (Readerx Jeff); size difference, degrading, praising, cock sucking, age difference, innocence reader (tell me if I miss any)

Summary: Steve corrupts an innocent reader.

Word count: 1,6k

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Steve wants to try something new. I-16 work just fine with Jeff, Heather and the other volunteers. Though that is all fine and dandy, but Steve wants to see just how far this drug can go. How much it can affect a person.

He concluded to go easy on Jeff. Start off slow with someone a little more feminine than the other prisoners he has. The only boy there smaller than Jeff. Make him feel better about it. Seeing you, so unexpecting.

"Hey, Jeff, how you feeling?" Steve asks, bending down to press the button of the speaker. Jeff smiles looking up, "All right and you?" Of course, Jeff doesn't really care. He's just saying what he has to to keep his privileges.

"Working hard," Steve answers, giving his usual deceiving smile. Even if the curly-haired man can't see him. Then the door slowly opens and your curls pop into his view. SteHe can't help but let a smile spread. There is just something about those doe eyes that makes him warm in many places.

"Y/N, hello-" it takes everything in him not to call you by something like 'my dear' or 'little one.' "-ready for the day?" The cutest gleaming smile graces those pearly whites of yours. You nod, "Always am," you're so cute to him. Always so positive.

Steve pauses for a moment. Just to take in your smile. It's truly like nothing else for him. Mark gives a little scoff and Steve snaps him a vicious gaze. "Alright, Y/N, how would you rate Jeff here?" He already doesn't like asking you these questions.

Though, the thought of hearing those sweet noises keeps him going. He watches you swift lightly. Looking at the boy actually in front of you. "He's a very nice guy, he's given me extra snacks before. So a ten," you think back.

Steve shakes his head, so naive, though his cock twitches just thinking of breaking that innocence. "No, my dear Y/N, how attractive do you think he is?" He smirks, watching as your brows furrow in the cutest little frown.

"Attractive?" You repeat the question, takes a moment, and then answer. "He isn't really my type, um, 7." You smile at him, trying to ease your words. Steve can't help but wonder, what is your type? "Alright and you, Jeff?"

Jeff has answered this before, though that is with people that fits his sexuality. Not that you’re not attractive. There is just something about your presence that makes him feel you’re warm. You’re kind and in no other better word to describe it, cute.

“I’d say the same, 7,” Although what you two mean in type is variously different. You meant you like bigger, stronger men, with blue eyes and dashing blond hair. He meant well, women. Steve immediately disagrees with Jeff’s rating. He’d say you’re so much more than a 10.

There isn’t much he can do about that, however. “Alright, Y/N, acknowledge for I-16?" He asks, starting with you. Almost instantly you nod. “Acknowledge,” you trust Steve, he’s always kind to you. Even if you rarely talk outside of this white box you’re currently in.

Jeff snaps his head up to the mirror. Knowing Steve is right behind that icy pane. It's not like it would be all that bad. He can try it at least once? It wouldn't hurt? You are quite attractive to him, not exactly his type, being a man and whatnot.

“Jeff?” The before-mentioned boy gulps then gives a nod, “Yeah, acknowledge.” It’s oh so very hard for Steve to hide his grin. “Excellent,” Steve mutters to himself. Showing to Mark to up the drug. A whir is heard by the both of you.

It takes a moment, but the blonde can see you squirming. He’s watched you on game nights or just hanging about. You’re shy about it. Entirely uncertain and unknowing about a lot of things. If there would to be an innuendo or joke made you most likely don’t understand it. Or he’d see you blush wildly.

Quickly though, you and Jeff are unable to keep your hands off each other. Dear God, the noises you make are so delightful to him. His pants grow tight and he’s dearly regretting his choice of pants. It’s wild to him, how someone so innocent and make such sinful noises and faces.

It’s exactly as how he dreamed it to be. Even better and now he plans on corrupting you himself. The thought of that tight asshole around his hard cock right now. The need to do it grows just as much as him. He watches every moment as close as possible.

Though once this session between them is over, he quickly plans for his next moves.

It wasn’t hard to get you in his room. You were practically jumping at the opportunity to be close to him. This morning with Jeff made you tired, though afterwards you were more annoyed than anything else. Why did it have to be Jeff? He’s nice but he doesn’t make you feel that same fuzzy feeling as Steve does.

“My dear,” you glow at the attention, enjoying the feeling of his nicknames. Not only that but his hand cups your jaw. His thumb tracing your soft jaw. Most boys he saw have these angular strong jaws.But there is just something of these soft round cheeks of his.

He coos at your reactions, pursing his lips together? “Why don’t I put some music on?” Your spirits fall flat, but just for a moment. Hope still lingers in your core, and elsewhere. You watch his broad shoulders as he saunters away. Your ears suddenly ring with the soft tunes of a gentle 80′s tune you don’t know.

When he reaches you again, his attitude is different. He seems to have a different look in his eyes. Much more demanding and lustful. It does things to you. He gently takes you by the shoulders and shoves you onto the bed. It isn’t very hard.

You’re short and not exactly as strong as him. “You’re so small, so fragile, how am I suppose to not fuck your face?” He questions, as if it’s the most basic of questions to be. A fiery red blush splatters over your slightly pale cheeks. “I, uh,” you struggle to finish your sentence. What can you say?

Though he quickly takes a sigh, “Tell me, do you enjoy your time here?” He asks, manipulation is thick in his voice. And in his facial expression. You nod, more than happy to be here. “Of course, I mean, I love it here,” more than ready to show your commitment.

“Oh, but you’re so young, so naive. How can I believe it?” He shrugs, to anyone else it would be easy to tell how manic he’s being. Not to you though, you’re misguided by the attention. “I do, I love it, I do!” You’re eager as ever, never wanting to disappoint him.

He tisks then makes as though he is thinking. “Prove it.” He states, his eyes glaring down at you with calumny and power. His cock grows even harder at the furrow in his brows. “How?” You ask, leaning forward just to get closer to his scent.

He sighs, as if he’s annoyed with your credulity, though it is quite the opposite. He enjoys it. He takes a moment, then reaches down, pulling down his zipper and pants. His massive cock slaps on his stomach and stands proud in front of you.

There must be something wrong with you, because your mouth starts salivating. Steve reaches his big hands down, and curls it into your hair, gripping it. “Open,” he explains, mimic how you should do. You follow suit and as soon as your mouth is open he takes your mouth into action.

You can taste the salty yet very lightly sweet taste of pre-cum in your mouth, not that you know what that is. “Follow you instincts, baby boy,” he encourages you with a light smile. More like a shit-eating grin than anything else. Without realising your tongue begins to swirl around his fat dick.

His grin grows much wider than before. “So good,” he mutters, enjoy watching as you mewl around. Though the speed is much to slow for his liking. He grips onto your hair once more and then shoves down all the way. He can feel you gagging and see the tears form on your eyes.

It is something special to see. The sight of such a little creature taking such a big cock. “Amazing little boy,” his eyes can’t leave yours for a second. Soon enough though your natural instinct takes over. Your head begins bobbing and swirling in a new way.

Now, Steve is unable to control himself. His head throws back and his grip tightens on your hair. Curses fall from his mouth as he enjoys your warm wet mouth. This continues on and before he knows it, his balls grow tighter. “That’s good, swallow baby, like a good little boy.”

It’s such an odd yet welcomed feeling. The cum flooding your mouth in a sticky, salty and sweet flavour. Curses fall from his lips and his grip grows as tight as ever. And when he’s done he pulls from your mouth with a loud pop. Spit and cum leak down your chin.

“Aw, it’s alright baby, I know it’s your first time with someone as big as me,” he coos taking your jaw in his hand again. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’re a quick learner.”

#Steve Abnesti #steve abnesti x reader #steve abnesti smut #steve abnesti x male reader #spiderhead #Spiderhead Netflix #chris hemsworth #chris hemsworth smut #chris hemsworth character

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charnelhouse · 3 years ago

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Thor Odinson Masterlist

Most works are NSFW and contain smut. 18+ only

be where you are

You wriggle against him and it’s too much. “Thor let’s just fuck - we always - we always used to…”

lessons

He was going to channel his frustration into her and teach her a lesson - wreck her until she listened and understood.

hot blood

Thor needs healing. You need comfort.

head wounds

It was probably a comical sight: Thor stomping through the circling, writhing mass of battle with you clutching at him like one of those gray, furry creatures he’d seen on Midgard.

like a relaxing holiday

Maybe, they can finally rest.

Milk

Thor has a taste.

the cycle and the twist

Thor helps you out during the bad days of your cycle

Fertility God

They play a game.

keep burning

Thor broke your heart. He wants to fix it. Things get heated in a cave. (sex pollen)

coming home

You don’t realize how angry you are until Thor returns to you.

treatment

Thor takes care of you after you fall ill.

Soothe

Thor needs you.

the after

“I like fucking after battle.”

cosmic love (Thor x Reader x Loki)

It’s a strange love. Almost cosmic - like the three of you are hurtling towards a place of reckoning and yet know not when or where.

Desecrate You (Dark!Thor x F!Reader)

She even loves the monster.

Drabbles/Requests:

Zoom Call

ghost girls

Throne Room

Talk Smart to Me

Spicy

Little One

Toys

Dad! Thor

Surprise

Pregnant

Rogers (Steve Rogers inc)

Safety (Steve Rogers inc)

tlc

Other Chris Hemsworth Characters:

Rebirth - Steve Abnesti

God - (Billy Lee x F!Reader)

fix me up - (Tyler Rake x F!Reader)

#thor odinson #thor odinson imagine #thor x reader #thor x ofc #thor imagine #thor fanfiction #thor fanfic #chris hemsworth #thor x you #thor odinson x reader #thor odinson x you #masterlist

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chickensarentcheap · 2 years ago

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Ask game: 🥺🍦🍆🎨⛔️❌️

Definitely when Esme was talking to Tyler while he was still unconscious after the surgeries in Best Part of Me. She was just so emotional and heartfelt and you knew deep down that he could hear her

2. I don't know about a sweet fic, but there's certainly moments of sweetness in each one. Probably the most in Never Gonna Be Alone. When they went to Tasmania and Tyler had those cupcakes flown in. And then when he gave her the ring she'd once seen and proposed properly :)

3) I don't write fic that is nothing but smut, as that isn't my thing as a writer. I like to read to read and write fics that are actual story telling fics and not just focused on one thing. But the most popular fic with smut in it is Never Gonna Be Alone. The edging in the bathtub chapter I think is the hottest thing I've written. So far at least :)

4) omg I absolutely love receiving fan art. It is incredibly humbling to know people enjoy your fics that much!

5) I have a Steve Abnesti fic and a Thor fic that I started and abandoned

6) Anything AU. Like Thor without his powers. He's Thor because of those powers. Or Tyler as a super soldier program participant. I prefer keeping people in character. Like, keeping a human a human. A god a god.

#Tyler and Esme series

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thegirlnextdoorssister · 2 years ago

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Yes! I really enjoyed watching the film. And I really loved reading this, Steve is just 😳🥵

O-B-D-X

Summary: Obediex. Steve’s triumph. His key to complete control over the residents at Spiderhead— over you.

Pairing: Steve Abnesti x F!Reader.

Words: 1.6K.

Warnings: dub-con (ish), consensual drugging, light dom/sub themes, explicit sexual content, female masturbation, female orgasms, mentions of oral sex, chair riding?, 18+.

A/N: Haven’t written for Mr. Hemsworth in a while… and Steve Abnesti (or should I call him Abnasti?!) has so much potential. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to Stacey (PM666) for all your help on this and for allowing me to use your words. This story is as much mine as it is yours. Beta: @princessmisery666 but all the general bullshit is entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden. Please support our content creators by sharing our work.

The observation room looks huge from your new vantage point. But even now, from this side of the glass, you can’t seem to shake the oppressive sensation. It doesn’t matter what morally corrupt task you’re made to complete, the claustrophobia always manages to cling to you like a bad smell long after you leave. The feeling of the walls closing in follows you for hours after, even as Steve’s words of praise echo in your ear.

You think of the last time you sat in the mustard yellow chair, the leather sticky and hot against your back as Steve spread your legs, tongue delving—

Keep reading

#honey fic recs #steve abnesti #steve abnesti x reader #steve abnesti x you #steve abnesti fanfiction #chris hemsworth fanfiction #spiderhead fanfiction #chris hemsworth smut

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justjams2003 · 2 years ago

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Hey I just happened to read your Steve Abnesti x reader smut & it was just awesome💯

So I was thinking if you could make a Steve Abnesti x Male reader smut where the reader is the youngest recruit of spiderhead project. You can include age difference, size difference, slight feminization and dirty talk . The reader is, of course, bottom. It'd be lovely if you add blowjob(steve recieving). Smut happens in steve's bedroom

Please do consider this request. Thank you!😊❤️

Hello dear! I always enjoy taking requests. So thank you very much for asking. I hope you enjoy :)

Pairing: Steve Abnesti x male!reader

Warnings: Dirty talk, size difference, mxm, blowjob, nicknames, tell me if I miss any

Summary: It's smut, except you're cute and tiny

Word count: 2k

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Steve didn’t think much of you on paper. Your crime didn’t seem that bad in his mind. A bunch of petty thefts that then lead up to one big robbery. Though, as he read through the papers, something didn’t feel right. You’re smart, great grades in high-school and leading up. Why the theft? Why the robbery? Why did you get caught?

Those big doe eyes. The way you look up at him, having to crane your neck just to peer into his eyes, as if he were the thing you’d been searching most for in life. He feels so special, so honoured to be gazed on by you. He wants to hold you, fuck you, anything to just be closed to you.

“Mark?” Steve calls, not even turning his head, needing to keep his eyes on you. “Yeah, Steve?” He asks, his head snapping up to Steve from his seat. “Why don’t you go help someone else? I’ll handle things here,” he gives a pretend smile, using his hand to shoo him off.

The younger boy sighs, looking between you and his boss. He drops his head in defeat. He places his screwdriver back into the box and meanders out of there. Steve’s eyes snap up, sharply watching to make sure Mark is gone. “Good heavens. He’s quite a bore isn’t he?” Steve chuckles, throwing his thumb over his shoulder.

You can’t help let a smile graze your lips. “Why is he a bore but you aren’t?” You bite back, of course, snappy as always. “I’m not bore because…” he trails off, thinking for a moment. Then he shrugs, “I made this place happen?” He suggests, gazing up to look around, only to meet your eyes again.

Your short curls bounce as you shake your head. “What makes this place so different from any other?” Steve is taken back by the question. He decided to turn the conversation elsewhere. “I’ll show you, all in due time.” He gently takes your chin in his hand and gives a slight wink.

Your pale cheeks blush. The sight makes Steve’s pants grasp tight against his bulge. Then his touch roams elsewhere. Light feathers of brush falls down your arm and gently grazes your back as he circles you. He crouches down and slightly lifts your shirt up.

You shiver at the feeling, his soft fingers gently tickling your skin. Steve lightly chuckles, “Sorry, cold fingers,” he apologizes, watching your reaction. He picks up the screwdriver and unlocks your mobi-pack. He decides to take a different turn than before.

He chooses to replace all the I-16 with his N-40. He didn’t need it after all. Seeing you replaced all the N-40 he would ever need. “What is that, you’re putting in?” You ask, turning to look over at Steve. He smiles up at you and again you can’t help but blush.

You press your cold hands against your hot cheeks. He shrugs, “It’s what you’re here for.” A laugh escapes your lips and you hear Steve close the pack again. “What’s so funny?” He asks, standing at his full height again. Towering over you.

You lift your shoulders in a shrug. “You make me laugh,” a smile overcomes you as you peer up at him with your eyelashes. “I can make you do a lot more than laugh,” he bends down, whispering in your ear. A shiver runs over you again.

Without another thought you fly up. Your lips connect, the kiss is strong and passionate. Your needy and can’t help but want more. Steve’s hands roam your body. He lands on your waist, his thumbs desperately caress your v-line. The taller man escapes for air.

“Let’s go elsewhere,” he nods, using all his persuasive skills. Though, none is needed as already you were ready as ever. He grabs your hand and guides you all the way to his room. Though no time is spared and the moment the door is locked you are all over each other.

His grip is tight on your waist, but his other hand reaches down your jeans and into your boxer. His hands grope your ass with such pleasure. You groan deep into his mouth. His tongue overpowering yours, making sure to taste every inch of your mouth.

The tent in his pants grows bigger. He lets go of your mouth with a slight pop. Your spit combines and and drools down both your chins. “On your knees, pretty boy,” he groans out. With ease intertwining your hair in his hand and pushing you down.

The sight of his dress pants, causes yours to grow as well. You lick your lips and with haste you undo his belt and pull his pants and boxers off. His massive cock jumps out. Eager and swollen. Ready for any sort of touch. You take the shaft in your hand.

A groan falls from Steve’s lips, seeing how small your hands are compared to his shaft. You open your mouth a lick up all the pre-cum oozing out. You take the tip in your mouth. Swirling and tasting his musk of sea salt and sweat.

“Don’t fucking play with me, baby boy, you won’t like when I do the same.” He sighs out, grabbing your hair and forcing you to look in those ocean eyes of his. You grin and nod, you can’t help it, your growing tent calls for attention too and my, his cock just looks so delicious.

The need takes you over, you open your mouth and take all of him deep in you. Tears spring at your eyes and that sight only makes Steve grow bigger. “Fucking hell,” he throws his head back, consumed by the thought of your warm mouth around his thick cock.

His grip tightens around your short hair again, you know what to do. You head bobs up and down. Your tongue swirls all around him, covering each vein on his thick length. You suck, as hard as you can, relishing at the groans, moans and curses flying out of Steve’s mouth.

“Fuck, little boy, you’re doing so good,” his voice his thick with lust. His need pours out to and the sweet names he calls you makes your dick stands straight and your asshole clench. A moan flies through your mouth, causing reverberations.

A moan escapes him once more. “I’m going to cum, and you’re going to drink it all up like a good little boy,” Steve groans out, his grip tightening on you. You can’t respond of course. You hollow out your mouth, sucking as hard as you can. Using your small hands to jerk off whatever you can’t take in.

You feel the hot feathers of cum pour down your throat. You swallow whatever you can. Steve groans out, his head swinging back and words of affirmation flows from his mouth. Follow by several curses. You can feel the flow stop and Steve pulls out with a pop.

“Christ baby boy,” he sighs out, his eyes dazed. You grin out and stick your tongue out. Proudly showing that you followed his orders exactly. He grins at the sight, taking your jaw in his hand and bringing you up. “What would you like me to do? Mhm?” Steve asks, bending down to grasp those doe eyes of yours.

“I want you to fuck me,” you gasp out, obviously out of breathe. Though adrenaline floods you. Excitement bubbles between the two of you. “Then I will make you scream my name,” he pulls you in for a kiss. He can taste himself on you. It fills his cock with lust once more.

Without wasting another second, he throws you down on the bed. He pulls your shirt from your body. He grins at the sight. He leans down, kissing all over. Leaving bright red marks on your colour bone. All over, small moans escapes from your lips.

He makes his way all the way down to your stomach. He licks and sucks every crevice he can find. Your crotch is on fire with need. Your v-line is being attacked by the much bigger man. “By god, your body, little one.” He admires the slight curve of your waist.

His eyes soaking you all in. “Steve, please,” you moan out, unable to take the anticipation anymore. A low chuckle escapes his lips. “Needy boy, aren’t you?” He jokes, watching your reaction closely. You can only huff and pout with the now abused lips.

Steve shakes his head, then in one swift movement he flips you over. He pulls down your denim and boxers with ease. He takes in the sight of you fully erect and puckering asshole. “By gods,” he mutters under his breathe. Then sucks his fingers wet.

He eases you open and then inserts one finger into you. You groan out and he coos at you. He pumps a few times until he can feel you’re ready. He adds another finger, does the same, then another. “By god, you feel so good,” you whine, ready as ever.

“Alright, alright, enough,” he coos out, ready to fulfill his promise. You can feel him pluck out his fingers, then teases his tip. He trails up, leaving soft kisses on your back. Then when his sloppy licks reaches your neck, he enters you with a deep thrust.

A gasp escapes your lips then a hiss. “I can’t, you’re so big,” you whimper out, tears forming at your eyes. You can hear Steve is already gasping. “You’re gonna be okay, fuck,” he mutters out. Barely able to focus. You’re so tightly wrapped around him.

The size difference is clear as ever. He’s so much taller than you but this is different. His cock is deep inside you as your hole gobbles him up. He then pulls out only to shove back into you. You gasp out and he kisses, sucking on your shoulder, hoping to less the pain.

Though, as he does it over and over again it’s quick to happen. The moan of you moan out. It’s a mixture of curses and a battle for each other. You turn your head, you both latching on to each other’s mouths. Sucking and kissing. The heavy slaps of skin squelches in the room.

“Fuck Y/N, you’re so tight,” He calls out, he can feel his balls tightening. Right then he hits that perfect sweet spot. You can hear the same sensation he is. By gods, this is like nothing you’ve felt before. He hits the g-spots again. “Steve, I’m gonna- uh-” you can barely speed with him rapidly thrusting into you like a racehorse.

He nods, “I know, me too, cum for me baby,” he groans out, his hands grip around your hips. He takes your tighs and pushed himself deep inside you. Right on that perfect spot. You scream out in an amazing orgasm. Your asshole clenches, pulling tight against him.

Hot semen flows from the two of you. You both moan in a battle of voices. You’re entirely exhausted. Though you’re entirely euphoric. So is Steve but still he rides out his high. Until finally he plops down next to you. You both heave and you can already feel how sore you’re going to be tomorrow.

But still, “Wow,” you both can’t help but call out. “I should have gone to prison sooner,” you giggle out. He can only sigh and allow you to crawl into his arms.

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justjams2003 · 2 years ago

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Pretty Mouth pt2

A/N: So @charmed-asylum reposted the first Pretty Mouth saying, “Huhhh wait a minute what is his plans for I need pt 2 I’m about to faint” and it honestly made me laugh so much I just had to write pt 2. So here it is.

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Steve Abnesti x reader

Warnings: Age Difference, pussy eating, sexual punishment, degrading, begging, whining, drugs, praise kink, degrading kink, slight sadism. teasing, fxm,

Summary: It is pretty much just a smutty sequal for the last one.

Word count: 1,3k+

I might write a third part, the more time I spend on Tumblr the more ideas I have. Requests are always welcome, don’t be ashamed. Later on I’ll post for which characters too.

Your mouth pulled into a grin at his voice, “Why, but of course,” you add to the cheeky smile. “By God, I am going to ruin you.” His voice is filled with mischief and manipulation. He took in the sight of you on your knees just a moment longer. Then he takes your chin in his hand and then guides you up to the bed.

He lays you down and admires how you rub your thighs together. He can just see how soaked they are. You whine in need, “Please, daddy, please,” you beg as your hands begin to trail down to your hot core. He gives a devilish laugh at your sorrow. “Such a needy girl,” he groans out, rolling his neck.

His words don’t help your heat. Your hands vine their way to your groin and you begin palming yourself through the very small bikini bottom. Your fingers find that bundle of nerves that are now driving you wild. As you circle your clit you can’t help but beg.

When you glace up at Steve, you can’t help but go faster. The sight of those piercing blue eyes orbiting your body. Though now they look darker than before, clouded with an unknown emotion. His perfectly muscular chest heaving under the Hawaiian shirt.

A growl leaves his throat and then his hands are all over you. The previously mentioned bikini bottom is now ripped to shreds on the floor. His lips enfold yours and he can taste himself on your tongue. Those large hands fondle the curve of your breasts.

You gasp when one hand pinches your nipple. Steve’s plump pink lips suckle on the other. You bite your lip and your hands clutch his firm shoulders. Though this does not satisfy you long enough. Your hips buckle and grind against his lower waist.

Steve unlatches himself from you, the cold air hits you. You gasp at the sudden lack of warmth. He chuckles, that same wicked laugh, it sends chills down your spine. Your hair prickles and his grin spreads so sinfully. “So bratty, can’t appreciate what daddy gives you. I might just have to punish you for how ungrateful you’re being.” He coos out in fake sympathy.

Why are you enjoying this so? You’ve always liked being praised and begged for. Yet now, here this beautiful man is, belittling you so wildly. It drives you so mad and still it makes you slippery with wetness. Begging only encourages and the discipline he plans on simply melts you more.

Those sickly sweet lips kiss down your body. Sucking here-and-there, leaving marks all over. Steve’s hands pull your legs up and open. Then with strength, he pins them like that. His wet tongue licks right above your folds. Teasing you with the hot spit and then the cold air.

When he decides he’s had enough, Steve begins devouring you. That hot tongue circles your clit. Sucking on that throbbing ball of nerves. Your hands spindle down and take a bit hand full of his blond locks. It is an unbelievable struggle to keep your mouth shut.

Yet, Steve doesn’t like it that you do. He begins teasing your folds, right at your quivering entrance. Without warning his tongue enters deep inside you. From that, you can’t hold back. Your mouth flings open and moans spew out. He chuckles at your reaction, sending vibrations deep in you.

“Daddy- fuck- more, please,” you beg, your other hand wrapped in the sheets, trying to ground yourself somehow. Steve growls, pleased at the noises that escape you. His thick tongue darts in and out of you. Pulling the moans from your body as if he’s some sort of wizard.

A knot squeezes tight in your stomach. Your thighs try to clasp tight against Steve’s head but you struggle against his firm hold. Moans fall from your mouth like the acme of a symphony. All signs that your climax is crawling ever closer. All at once when the feeling overwhelms you, Steve stops.

The whine that escapes your lips is immense and filled with sheer and utter disappointment. He giggles with pure, childlike joy. “Aww, should’ve been grateful for what you got, slut,” he spits out, looking you up and down as you writhe around for that climax.

“No, no, no. Please, please,” you begin begging, needing that release right now. Your body craves for it more than anything. Your stomach hurts and your cunt is throbbing with defeat. “You can make it up to me, of course.” his words are sly and calculating.

You immediately begin nodding, not caring for whatever he would need. “Be mine, let me spoil you and discipline you. Stay by as I mould you to be my perfect plaything?” He asks, his hands ever so slightly tickling your sides. Toying with your upright nerves.

For once in your life, you stop and think about this. Does he mean forever? Do you want that? He’s made you nothing but happy so far. He’s unlocked the deep pleasures you never knew you’ve had. He’s caused more excitement than you thought the world had left to offer.

It seems like a no-brainer and so you say yes. Completely blissfully unaware of his plans for you. His grin grows wide and unrelenting. “Such a good girl, let me reward my princess, yes?” You glow at his words. This is sure to be a fun ride.

Steve’s lips find their way back to yours again. His hand palming your one boob while the other find their way to your core. Circling your clit and beginning the journey to your high all over again. Then his hand leaves your body. You look down and see his hard cock.

Pre-cum slowly oozing from him. You can feel him tease your entrance. The tip just slightly entering you. You moan, arching your back in anticipation. “Hold on dear,” he takes your hand in his. He drives into you, fully. It burns, his girth stretching you wide open.

And his length hits you in the back. You scream, squeezing his hand in hopes of transferring that pain to him. Then he begins thrusting and it feels like the pain has moved. As the burning sensation becomes so much more than that. Your mind goes blank at the pleasure within you.

He pumps over and over. The hand not holding his curl into his back. With every push, your nails scrape into his back and a moan leaves your mouth. He was so expert at keeping his pace. If you asked, “Deeper, daddy, please,” so he would. And if you asked, “Faster, daddy, please,” so he would.

It was as if you are fucking a God sent from the heaviness realms. And as you clutched deeper, his hand let go of yours and his thumb drives over your clit. Twirling it perfectly so that in that moment you can’t even speak. All you can do is moan out his name.

Moan so loudly as your knot unfurls and you cum around Steve’s cock. Your pussy clenches him so strongly. Pulling him deeper in as your whole body twitches as pleasure runs through you in waves. “So good for me sweet girl. Take all my cum like the perfect cum-bucket you are.”

Then you feel his hot seed enter deep inside you. Flowing and mixing with your cum. You both reaching your high together. As if sealing this deal that you’ve made. When his high finally comes to an end, he pulls down and falls next to you. You cuddle into his side, only now realising his shirt is long gone.

“You won’t regret this, my sweet girl.” You glow at the attention but not for long. Your body is exhausted and sleep comes easily to you. Unbeknownst to you, Steve kisses your forehead and already starts brewing plans.

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justjams2003 · 2 years ago

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Pretty mouth

A/N: Heyo, I couldn’t not write this. Steve would most definitely spoil his girl. I’m thinking of adding a part 2 of this? Tell me what you think? Or any suggestion for part 2. Request are open and I will start working on the ones I already have tomorrow.

Summary: While on holiday you’re invited on a yacht with some very rich people. Steve catches your eyes and with the help of some N-40 you two are immediately attached to each other.

Pairing: Sugardaddy!Steve Abnesti x reader

Warnings: Age differnce; mention of teacher-fucking; cock-sucking; drugs; alcohol; praise kind; rough cock-sucking; man-handling; public make-out; teasing; fxm; no mention of skin colour+body type (tell me if I miss any)

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You’ve always been someone who throws caution into the wind. You rarely think of the consequences of things. As long as you got that instant gratification you wanted, you did not care how you got it. You don’t care what drug you have to take or what man you’d have to seduce. Of course, when a handsome man invited you on his yacht, you were happy to join.

You’d just graduated high school by the skin of your teeth. You’d have fuck at least a few teachers to get that perfect A your parents always asked for. They’d promise you a big graduation getaway after all. You and your friends went to the beaches of Australia. You heard the men there were to die for.The rumours were most definitely not wrong.

A lot of them were chiselled or tanned or had that sun-bleached hair look to them. They were falling at your feet. At every bar, you were getting free drinks or at least were flirted with. You were in heaven. You were most definitely getting the attention you daily craved.

Then one day you and your friends had hired a jet boat and were zooming across the ocean. When you heard the sounds of a jet engine and pumping music, you all followed after. Catching up you saw something very fun. Men, obviously drunk or high, and most likely loaded with money.

You stopped the boat right next to them. You all cheered, getting their attention. Of course, you would. You’re a group of young, hot new adults dressed in skimpy bikinis and swim shorts. Those men turned to you and they seemed to glow up.

Especially one man in particular.His eyes are hidden by classy sunglasses, he’s dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and a pair of short trunks and a glass of whisky in his hand. “Well hello, beautiful,” he shines a pair of pearly whites to you. Even if your friends fan around, somewhere you knew his eyes were ogling you.

Usually, you take compliments easily, yet for some reason he had you blushing at a simple word. “Hello handsome,” you flirt back, leaning just a bit closer. “Mind if my friends and I hop on?” You ask, flashing a smile, hoping to be more convincing.

He shrugged and look around at the men on the boat. They all nod eagerly. Who was he to deny? “Of course, I am sure this party could use some more fun.” He jokes, everyone laughs with him. You glowered at the attention and, with help of the workers, climbed onto the boat. They tied up your speed boat, making sure it doesn’t get washed away.

Immediately all the men gravitated toward your posse. Handing them drinks, pumping the music and dancing. Their hands all grasping at something to touch. They all seemed just a bit older than you usually wanted. Though that did not stop you, you know that just means they have more money.And you dearly loved money.

However, right now you are focused on one person. He piqued your interest. Why is your body reacting the way it is to this man? You grab the first cocktail you could find and plop your body down next to him. He shows a cheeky smile, “What is someone like you-” you jab a finger into his chest, “-doing with people like this?”He chuckles, placing his hand comfortably on your thigh.

“Whatever do you mean?” He gives your thigh a light squeeze, taking a sip from your whiskey. You watch those perky pink lips get wet from the alcohol. “Well, they’re old and ugly. You- well I don’t know how old you are- but you are not ugly.” You smile, your eyes stuck between those lips and his sunglasses.“If I’m not ugly, what am I?” He asks with a lifted brow. You pout out, you hate having to explain yourself. Why couldn’t people just accept what you say with blind trust?

“You’re-” you start, gathering the confidence you didn’t know you lacked. He looks at you with a smug smile, waiting for the answer.“Well, you’re hot, more than most of the people I’ve seen on this spider-infested continent.” You take a sip of your cocktail, hoping to distract yourself from your creeping blush. The taste of vodka burns your throat before the sweet tropical fruit mixes with it. Yet right after you swallow it down you feel a large hand around your jaw.

He pulls your face to look him in his eyes. “Most?” He questions and you can’t help but notice his now lack of sunglasses. God, his eyes make you force down a moan. The clearest sunshine blue you’ve ever seen. They hold such contempt and arrogance that just makes that perfect jawline so attractive.

You bite your lips at the sight. Truly, what has gotten into you? With such smooth grace, his thumb grazes over your lips. You can’t help but open up, letting his tongue slip in. You give a slight nimble and a slight suckle, tasting him and the faint whisper of whiskey.

“Well, my dear, I am developing some new drugs to help-” he trails off, his eyes flickering at nothingness, trying to find the word. “-contain some problem people. And I need these old, ugly men’s money to fund just that.” You smile, that definitely sounds fun.

“Can I have some?” You ask after he places his hand back up your thigh, just a bit higher. Your core clenches. “Are you a problem person?” He asks, his brows innocently furrowing. You smirk, trailing your hand up to his open thigh. “I could be,” there is extreme mischievousness fluttering in your voice.

He beckons over one of the workers, whispers something in his ear and then the worker runs off. “They’re still in the very first phase, so I’ll only give you a little bit.” He explains waiting for the worker to return. “While we wait, tell me, what are you doing here?” He asks, pulling your thigh over his.

Your breath hitches at just how warm his body truly is. Sure the sun is scorching down on you but his heat felt so sensual. He feels so painfully smooth like a cherry on an ice-cold night. “Graduation party, straight A’s,” you wink at him, glancing over to the sight of your partying friends.

Steve’s eyes sparkle with mischief, “I’m guessing you didn’t exactly earn any of them.” It’s more of a statement than a question. How dare he assume like that? He’s not wrong though and the fact that he seems to already know you and your antics like the back of your hand.

You smirk, leaning closer to him, right at the point that your nipples rub against his chest. “Oh but I worked so very hard,” you tease him, your breath is icy cold against his hot skin. He growls, his large hand slithers down and wraps around your ass. He gives a good squeeze, causing you to yelp.

Then appears the worker again. You watch as he opens a glass vile with a blue liquid. He pours the slightest bit into your cocktail, letting the blue yang right atop the orange liquid. The man then quickly leaves. “Drink up baby girl,” he whispers in your ear.

He takes the cocktail from your hands and pours it down your throat. There is a very dangerous gleam in his eye. One that you can tell is concocting future plans of pure evil intend. That doesn’t cause you to back away. No, it brings heat between your legs and butterflies over your core.

It takes a moment, the last moment you had before your life would change for good. You’re wet, the drug causes a sudden and extreme pleasure to overcome you. All for the man in front of you. He looked good before but now-. Now he looked ravishing. You wanted him deep, deep inside you. For him to tear you open and use you like a rag-doll.He could tell, the leg you’re resting on is slick with your juices. His pants grew much too tight for him. He knows he must get you out of here soon. Steve could see the animalistic need grow in your eyes. Already you’re grinding yourself against his thigh. Your body begs for any form of possible friction.

You leave the cocktail mid-air and grab onto the man in front of you’s face. Your lips press tightly against his, just as tight as your legs do around his waist. You moan against his lips, swiping your tongue against Steve’s plump mouth. His entrance opens for you to explore, and you do.Your grinding grows more urgent, more frantic. Moan escape your mouth and slip into his. However, neither of you were fish and needed air. As you escape a, “Fuck, little girl,” You can feel his dick grow big and hard against your body. At the feeling, you grow even wetter. Your pussy is needy and throbbing all just for him.

Yet before you can continue to hump yourself against him, he grabs your thighs and stands up. You shriek, however it is overshadowed by your desperate want. Your mouth latches onto his neck, right below his jaw. You lick and suck on the tendons and thick veins.

“Where are you taking me?” You don’t really care, right now he could throw into a volcano, as long as you got to have him first. “I’m taking you somewhere where I can put that pretty mouth to good use.” He groans out, his hips buckling ever so slightly against your skin.

Your bikini is very small and he could smell the arousal pouring from you. His words light your body on fire. You barely notice as your back hits the soft bed. All you notice is Steve’s voice, “On your knees. Now.” it takes everything in him not to do it by himself.

He considers it, seeing you crawl over to where he’s standing. Getting off the bed and onto your knees. From this angle, he can see perfectly down your bikini top. At those plump round breasts that now press against his knees. He pulls down his swim shorts.

You gasp, he’s huge. He had only given you a little bit of N-40, plus it was very much not complete yet. Therefore you still have a lot of tease left in you. At first, the drug made your needs so urgent. Though now, you could enjoy teasing him. It is one of your favourite past times. Watching men writhe under your body and beg for something, anything.

Some people thought you were sadistic like that. You don’t care, anything to give you the rush. The rush you feel now. You take his big cock, so delicately. Your pink tongue gives small licks against his red and bursting tip. Lapping up the pre-cum that you’ve caused.

Steve does not like this. Things aren’t happening fast enough for his liking. He might take months to perfect his chemicals but he does not have months for this. No- he wants to mouth fuck you now. He growls again, taking a fistful of your hair and pushing his entire monster cock into your little mouth.

Tears form around your eyes and you gag violently. He doesn’t care. He will do anything to get what he wants. He grabs your head once more and thrusts. You groan out but he doesn’t stop. He does it again and again. Loving the feeling of your mouth around his dick.

“Work that pretty mouth sweet cheeks. Or else I’ll be doing a lot worse than this.” He threatens you, others would feel scared and even start shaking. Not you, this only turns you on more. With great effort, you start sucking. Using your mouth muscles to hollow out a spot for him.

He moans at the action, throwing his head back and gripping your hair tighter. “So good for daddy,” he mumbles out, cherishing this perfect feeling. You continue your work, taking as much as you can deep into his mouth. Tears fill your eyes and you can barely see.

You don’t need to see to relish his cock. Yet still, you look up, to see his face as you suck him off. That is what does it for Steve. Seeing the want, desire and submission in those watery eyes. “Oh god- I’m gonna cum and you’re gonna drink it up like a good little girl.“

You moan as your only response. Your tongue swirling around him, putting more focus on the sensitive tip. You can feel him growing tighter. His veins popping and his girth and length increasing even more. The vibration your mouth makes sends him tumbling.

White-hot seed fills your mouth. Already you start swallowing, hoping to make him happy and show you enjoyed all of him. You revel in the taste of his salty-sweet pleasure. And as he pulls from your mouth, still semi-hard, you open up to show your hard work.

He gives a wild smirk, sin dancing in his eyes. “Oh, I’m gonna have that dainty mouth of yours screaming my name.” He says, his voice husky with lust and devilry. “And what might that be?” You ask, only now realising that you don’t know.

“Steve. Steve Abnesti. But you may call me daddy.”

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justjams2003 · 2 years ago

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Masterlist

Steve Abnesti:

Pretty Mouth: Summary: While on holiday you’re invited on a yacht with some very rich people. Steve catches your eyes and with the help of some N-40 you two are immediately attached to each other.

Pretty Mouth Pt2

Nightmares

All for you: Summary: Jeff got to use N-40 with Y/N. Afterwards he can't help but want to do so once more. When he mentions so to Steve, Steve gets furious. Dosing him with Darkenfloxx and calling Y/N to watch.

Distractions: Summary: After Jeff discovers Steve’s plans, Steve panicks and Y/N is forced to pilot them to safety.

Free Fridays: Summary: There are many things you miss about the outside world. And after an incident with Rogan, Steve makes sure do get Y/N out of the Spiderhead

New boy: It's smut, except you're cute and tiny

Prove it: Steve corrupts an innocent reader.

Blossoms-PotO Fic

Summary: A young author travels away from her family to The Opera she has heard so much about. She lost and confused and yet still seems to get a job there as a cleaner. Yet when she meets a mysterious man there, everything changes. Her mind is entirely consumed, but will she allow her burning need for him consume her life as well?

The Mandolorian

Hold Still: Summary: During a long flight, Y/N gets bored. While Din tries to reward Y/N for their good behaviour so far, they get interrupted. Now Din has to get them out of harms way, all while inside Y/N.

Little onesies: While on your way to Tatoine Din gets you ready

Salvaging: Din decided you are far to pregnant to help with his bounties, but he does let you watch.

Henry Cavill

New Thrill: Summary: Being annoyed with all the gaming Henry’s been done recently, you act out wanting for attention. He makes sure to give it to you, all with his dear friend on the phone.

The inevitable: Henry helps you through your medical problems

Dirty: You’d come to set to bring Henry his lunch, only to find him rolling around in the mud. You can’t help but take laugh and take a video.

Kal’s Sixth Sense: Henry notices that Kal has been acting weird lately. Following you around everywhere. When those two pink lines shows up on the pregnancy test, things makes sense.

Treat yourself: You plan on going to the shop, grabbing some money from Henry’s wallet to see how he reacts.

Surprise: You and the interviewer make plans to surprise Henry while on his busy press tour.

Between two Gods: In a world with Alpha, Betas and Omegas, you never thought you'd find your true mate. But you did, but it turns out to be mates. And not just any two Alphas, the strongest two Alphas on earth (and some galaxies.) Come join us as you tackle the life of being mates to thor Odinson and Superman.

Cuddles for breakfast: You and your daughter surprise Henry for father’s day.

Thor Odinson:

Snippit: (Drabble taken from wip) Thor always seems to know where is his lover, Star is. His mother finds it simply adorable how close they are.

Snippit 2: (Drabble taken from wip) Thor takes Star (oc) to a clearing in the forest with a lake. Where he worships her body and declares his love.

Thundering return: (dark!thor x slave!reader) Thor comes home lustful after a heavy battle in need for a release. (Basically just smut)

Thundering return request

Galaxy of Stars: The Light Elves are told to live forever. Avoiding age for millennia, becoming over 5000 years old before growing feeble and fragile. And so at the age of 600, Star lived when Thor was born. Not that it mattered much, she herself was still considered incredibly young. A small thing, still a babe.

You’d expect Star to live a ravishing life. Marrying another royal, growing a family and a kingdom. Being a beautiful, power princess you would believe nothing else to happen. Yet, Star lived a truly tragic life. Living through one painful experience to the next. She left an impact on everyone she met and somehow still died a horrific death.

Perhaps, however, I am telling you too much? Just maybe you would like to find this out all on your own. Through the power of storytelling, I could just convince you that her life wasn’t as painful as it truly is. But I do not wish to undermine the pain she went through. As she lived it, so will you.

So many allergies: During a party, you become small and eat something you shouldn’t and have an allergic reaction. Thor has to come in and save the day

Sweet Savagery: All your life, Thor's blue eyes have haunted you. You believed you outran him, but now all your hopes come tumbling down.

Lewis Hamilton:

The final push: You and Lewis have been friends (turned lovers) since forever. When he’s struggling on his race he asks to talk to you on the radio. Believing you to be the only thing that could help him.

Matchmaker: Seb is the one who set you and Lewis up, it’s only sensible you honour him somehow.

Fast Pace: You're a hard-working Chef in Paris and after a freak accident run-in with Carlos Sainz, your life makes a 180. Let's just say with a certain agreement, you get your bills paid and in return stand in as Carlos' girlfriend for the press. But will you be able to handle the pressure and ensure the lines don't blur?

Le Chiffre:

I’ll take care of you: Your gambling father actually won a poker match against Le Chiffre himself. In a bout of anger, Le Chiffre decides to take revenge

Captain Rochefort

The Captain: When Captain Rochefort enters the tavern you work at, he seems to take a liking to you.

The Desire to be Loved: Love is Desire's first creation. As Cupid she shoots her arrows of love and rips them from people's hearts too. Occasionally, shooting a soulmate arrow. What does she do when her first Soulmate arrow in 100 years is between Cupid and Dream?

Over-ripe: After an exhausting night, overwhelmed by the crowd and meds, Elvis stumbles onto the wrong floor. Where he finds an omega, innocent, sweet like over-ripe fruit, ready to be plucked.

Request: So the reader is a part of a kpop girl group and her and Chris are dating secretly...he was also seen attending the readers group concert but the fans thought it was just because they are good friends that's why but reality is something that they are dating but fans some how people find out and start freaking out lol...... I'll leave the ending to you

Blurb: Indiana travels back in time to when his wife was still alive. (angst)

#masterlist #Steve Abnesti #Phantom of the Opera #the mandalorian #henry cavill #Thor Odinson #lewis hamilton #mads mikkleson #Le Chiffre #captain rochefort #superman #elvis presley #dream of the endless #chris hemsworth #Indiana Jones

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justjams2003 · 2 years ago

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A/N: Hello everybody:) I just recently watched Spiderhead and I cannot stop thinking about it. I have writing fanfic and smut before but this would be a first for Tumblr. Criticism is welcomed, just be kind:)

Pairing: Steve Abnesti x reader

Warnings: Smut, CNC, degrading kink, praise kink, mentions of nightmares, mentions of crime, fxm, abusive father, absent mother, animal abuse, drug abuse, crying, insomnia, binge eating. (If I miss any, let me know)

Not edited or proof read. Please let me know for mistakes.

(The reader is female but if you guys would like a version where they are nb or male I'd be welcome to oblige)

Let's get started:)

You shoot up, the feeling of blood rushing fill your ears. Your sight is a blurry black, blocked by the sudden sitting position. All before the head rush settles and your eyes land on the small green light, known as your door lock. This keeps happening, but it wasn't the murder that scared you. What scared you is just how much you enjoyed it.

You should have been remorseful, hurt by the loss of this human that was supposed to love you so dearly. But no, your body would lite on fire at the memory wrenching the glass shard through your fathers heart. Of course you pleaded guilty, you would a million times over. You were proud of what you did, but you preferred that nobody here knew that.

It was the murder that woke you. It was what happened beforehand. The way your hands were shaking. Not from shock but anger. Your father had kicked your best friend ( a sweet golden lab called Peter) out onto the streets. He screamed profanities while he did it too. The look of utter pain and betrayal pooling in that dogs eyes would forever consume your mind.

You definitely could not sleep now. Just like every night. You could try and try but it would not happen. Sighing, you pushed the sheets from your sweaty body. The cold cement floor was refreshing. You were sweating pretty heavily and it immediately cooled you down.

A grumble escaped your stomach, startling you as the compound was as silent as the night. You immediately know now where you are going. You'd spent so many dark days here, that finding the kitchen is a breeze.

Of course you opened the freeze and pulled out the first pint of ice cream you saw. Quickly you grabbed a spoon and started consuming it at a rapid speed. Vanilla, plain dairy ice-cream. It froze your tongue in the most delightful way. The flavour melting just as quick as the ice cream.

There was no stopping now. You were hoping to feed the monster inside of you. The monster that fueled your other murders. Anger, guilt and jealousy. You vowed to yourself to kill every scumbag on this earth. But you were jealous. Jealous of the children that you saved. How they got to live a happy life with loving parents. All while you had to live with the memory.

Salt crossed your taste buds as you swiped your tongue across your lips. You were crying. Crying from frustration at your feelings. You placed the ice-cream back down. It wasn't helping. In fact you knew the next day your stomach would be upset.

You swiped your tears with you plush woollen jumper. It was a gift, from a kind man. Mnr Abnesti, or as he asked you to call him, Steve. He wasn't all that bad, he got you out of the stink-hole you were placed in. For that you were internally grateful.

Plus, the drugs weren't all that bad. Most of them made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Like how the jumper does, just deeper down into your core. Except for the one everyone was so scared of. I-18 (Correct me if I'm wrong). It wasn't as bad as the others describe it. You were anxious all the time, perhaps more than others. The need for violence also always crept over your shoulder. It really only made you very nauseous.

Plus you really enjoyed his vision and mission. The thought of changing the world. Having the people who deserved it hurt and the ones kind enough feel loved. It was everything you strive for, just easier. And if you could help someone fulfil the same desperate need you had you were happy to help. No matter who you had to hurt and who you had to fuck.

You were actually very happy to fulfil more than just those needs. He is a very handsome man. Steve's eyes are as blue as the waves bellow the island. His hair perfectly cut to frame that strong scruffy jaw of his. Not to mention his physique. The way he dressed made those big arms seem so sickly sweet.

You don't know what you're doing. You're tired, exhausted and honestly just wanted to be held. Held by someone who made you feel safe. Steve makes you feel save. Compared to the rapists and abusers you were surrounded by he was like a kind angel sent from above.

He always asked how you felt. If you were comfortable and he even asked if you wanted a bodyguard around to protect you. You kindly declined, you didn't want to be a burden or cost him more money. Though you did notice how the ginger guards always stayed close by.

You were so lost in your fantasies. You only realise where you are when you stand in front of those white sand coloured steps. Were you going to far? No-he said to come to him whenever you had a problem. These nightmares were most definitely a problem. Perhaps he has some sleeping drug that could take the edge off.

You climbed up the steps. Soft as a mouse, an unconscious habit from years of abuse. Though what you see is far from that thought. Steve lays on the bed, music wafting across the walls. He is panting heavily and looks utterly dazed. "Steve?" Your voice is soft but slightly croaky. Perhaps because you hadn't spoken in a few hours or maybe from the crying. Nonetheless Steve's head immediately snapped up.

When Steve got your file application there was only a heartbeat before he fell in love. He read your crimes, your confession and when he saw the video submitted of your trail his cock throbbed. You were so passionate about slaughtering those who do only wrong. He saw so much of himself in you that he knew he had to have you.

There was no use to have you in the experiment. He decided you were perfect just the way you are. But he needed to protect you, have him near you. He needs to know that you save at all times and the only way to do that is under his roof. Admittedly he thought he would have to put much more of B-6 in you than the rest.

You looked as if you would slaughter everyone in the facility. He knows you don't trust easily and thought it would take months to convince you to even look him in the eyes. Yet, quite the opposite happened. When he told you the purpose of the study, you were hooked. Your face would light up and your body would relax when he just walked by.

You're even more attractive up close. Your clothing wasn't slutty and yet your body so easily filled them. Even sweatpants looked like the most sultry lingerie made. He was so excited to test N-40 on you. See you completely stripped naked and sweaty. Yet when it came to it, anger and jealousy boiled and burned in his groins. He refused to even have any with N-40 in their pack near you. No matter how suspicious it might look to Mark.

That does not include himself. It was dead of night. A definite 12 hours after his last dose. He didn't think anyone would come to see him and consequently he was high as hell. His mind is spinning as colours and shaped morph into one. Not to mention the heat and tension in his boxers.

That does not stop when he hears your voice call to him. He desperately hoped it wasn't an hallucination as his head snap up. It isn't. At least he doesn't think so. No hallucination could come remotely close to you. Or how his cock goes rock hard at the sight of you in the sweater he gave you and some very short pyjama bottoms.

"Yes, my dear Y/N? How can I assist?" He questions, sighting upright. Hoping to cover the tent in his pants. Your cheeks go rosy red at the compliments. He couldn't help but imagine what your other cheeks would look like in that colour. "I had a nightmare, couldn't sleep." You admitted to him. His body and mind lights up at the opportunity to comfort you but his face stays unchanged.

Actually, he does pull out one of his more charming smiles. "Let me finish this on my phone and I will be right with you." His voice sounds kind and genuine to you. You can't help but feel guilty at bother him. "Or- you look busy- I'm sorry- I'll just-" You can't finish your sentence.

Steve didn't have any work to do on his phone. No, he was dosing you with N-40. He's very glad he decided to keep one vile in your pack. Just incase. Incase you ever came into his room, looking as sweet as cascading honey and he just won't be able to help himself. "Are you okay?" He asks, standing up and moving closer to you.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I just-" You cleared your throat. There is an intense heat in your lower body. More than what was usually there when you were around Steve. Your knees felt weak as you grabbed the litte wall-railing of the stairs. What has gotten into you?

Your upper arm sparks wildly as Steve's big hands guided you to the bed. "Maybe you should sit down?" He offers, sitting down with you. This hot and flustered version of you really send all Steve's blood pumping down to his shaft. Especially when you bunched his shirt into your hands, grounding yourself on his body.

"What can I do to help?" His husky voice sends thrills down your back and dance on your throbbing pussy. Your mind is blank. Completely blank, except for the white hot seering need to have Steve's cock deep inside you. "I need you to fuck me-" your words are just as uncontrollable as your actions.

You swing your leg across his'. Immediately you start grinding. On his knee, on his thigh, on his mound. Anything to get any sort of friction. Steve's mind went dark. Lust overcoming him at the thought of filling the same cavity so kindly riding him.

He does not feel like being sweet right now. He does not feel like manipulating or coercing. You asked for him to fuck you and so he would. It takes but a second for his pants to be pulled down. He did not feel like foreplay and though he would love to taste you, his throbbing dick had other plans.

Easily he moved your pj pants and panties to the side. His big hands wrapped around around curve of your waist and shoved himself deep inside you. You scream, it's so sudden and he is so much bigger than what your used to.

Steve relished the feeling of your cunt gripping him so tightly. Red and hurt but begging for more. Who was he to deny? He began thrusting, over and over. Loving the tight grasp you have on him. With practice he takes the sweater and pulls it from your body. He'd gladly buy you another if it meant he could see those perfect boobs of yours.

He sucks on your collarbone and neck, leaving bright red marks in his tracks. You were his. What happened the next morning is entirely not a now problem. You eagerly grabbed his shirt and pulled it off him. Those glorious abs glisten with not only sweat but also your juices.

He latches onto right round curve, fondling the other with his hand. This causes a tightness to form, not enough to cum but enough to beg for more. "More Steve please, more." Your voice is laced with sick pleasure. His only verbal response is a grunt, muffled by your chest.

Then suddenly you're on your back. He grabs you thigh and pulls it up to his chest. This position allows for him to go even deeper inside you. To curve himself just right so that he hits just the right spot. A moan flies from your lips. The pain is long gone by now and all you feel is his lips on you and his dick inside you.

The vein of his cock knock and hit your clit. Making you realise just how much more you need of that. Instinctively your hand goes from his shoulder down to your wet goodness. Though quickly Steve grabs your hand- rather both hands- and pin them to the bed.

The other go down and begins rubbing on that untouched clit of yours. Just then he hits that sweet spot again. "Steve-" you shout out, your head rolling back. He removes those pink lips from your tits. "I know, Y/N. Be a good girl and cum for me."

He knows your better than you know yourself. He thrusts even harder on that spot, rubbing faster on your clit and sucks more urgently on your chest. Everything combined tips you over. The tight knot that had formed suddenly releasing at rapid speeds. Cum flows from your body. Your pussy throbs and pulls against Steve cock.

Apparently in exactly the right way. The added grip fills his mind as a sharp shoot of pleasure over comes him. White seed leaves his body and covers the inside of your tunnel. He can't help but ride it out. Until his balls are clenching and you're both gasping.

"Wow.." You mumble in an utter daze as he collapse next to you after pulling out. He chuckles at your reaction pulls you onto his chest. "You feel better, my sweet?" He asks, softly running his knuckles over your cheek. You can only mutter a yes. Your body is far too tired to even nod. He smiles at this reaction. "Sleep all you like, dear."

That is all it really took for your heavy eyes to flutter to a close. Swiftly drifting away into the best sleep you've ever had. You'd much rather stay in his arms forever.

Steve was sure to give Mark a day off. For once he actually locked the doors. He also refilled your whole pack with N-40. Hoping to use you as his precious and beautiful cum-bucket.

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A/N: Hello everyone. I just want to thank you all so much for your support so far. I really am enjoying writing these for you guys. Once again, request are open. And this one was requested by @cotton-candy-clouds-26. So thank them for this one. If I get any of the names of the drugs wrong, I apologise. There aren't a lot of articles atm as the movie only came put 4 days ago. So, please bear with me. This story also plays into my first fic with Steve

Summary: Jeff got to use N-40 with Y/N. Afterwards he can't help but want to do so once more. When he mentions so to Steve, Steve gets furious. Dosing him with Darkenfloxx and calling Y/N to watch.

Warnings: Drug abuse, Mention of sex, alluding to sex, slight mention of smut, over-possesiveness, over-protective. (Tell me if I miss any)

Pairing: Steve Abnesti x reader, slight Jeff x reader

Word count: 1,2K+ words

Unedited, please comment for mistakes.

Steve had vowed to never test N-40 on you with another person ever again. However, he did do it once. That would time would now continuely come to bite him in the ass. You had slept with a man you came to learn as Jeff. He isn’t as protective on you as Steve, but when he falls, he falls hard.

After all, who wouldn’t want you? You’re very attractive, many of the guys there would come together at times. Just to discuss the girls there. It might be a bit weird, but they’re all criminals, they’re bound to do something strange from time to time. And your name always comes up in those discussion.

Jeff knows about this, about this thing they do. He tries to avoid it as much as possible. He’s convinced himself that he would never stoop that low. That he would protect you from those men. Even if it was just your name, he would defend the mention of you.

Though, a man has his needs and the body is something we rarely truly ever control. He’d wake up from Steve’s voice hammering in his head. Just to look down and see the heat in his pants. And to remember the dreams he might have just had of you.

Therefore, when Steve called his name to the testing rooms, his heart leapt a little. The memory of the things you two had done consuming his mind. The hope that at some point he would get to experience it again. To feel you around him, screaming his name. It isn’t sinister in his eyes. You both consented to the drugs.

“Hey Steve?” Jeff calls out after sitting in the room for some time. “Yes Jeff?” Steve answer, glad he didn’t have to listen to whatever Mark was saying. “Is Y/N coming?” He asks, looking from the chair opposite him and back to the glass. Steve’s blood boils at even the mention of you.

It takes everything not to storm in there and strangle him. Why on earth was he even thinking about you? Especially in the way his voice was suggesting. You are his and only his. He’s claim you several times and it took all his willpower not to do it in every room of the compound. To show every single person you are his.

Though, that wold mean that other people would see what is his. They would get to see your round tits jump the way he liked so dearly. They would see the divine core you hold. They would get to see how your body spasm against him as you unleashed yourself against him. And that is a spectical for him only.

"Why do you ask?" Steve is gripping the mic with all his might, the table bending ever so slightly under his other hand. Jeff gives a cheeky smug and shrugs his shoulders. "She's a pretty girl." His words are like daggers stabbing Steve in the eardrums.

His whole plan shifts. He can't beat Jeff until death like he would wish. Steve still has to play charming, his mission relies closely on Jeff and earning his trust. How Steve dearly regrets choosing him now. Yet, deep down Steve knows this would've happened with anyone paired with his Y/N.

"You know how it is? Can't help but want a pretty girl like her." Jeff jokes around more, noticing the drawn out silence between them. However, his words only causes Steve to spiral more. Was Jeff really worth it? He could start over with any one of them.

On the other hand, his Obedix trial would have to start over. That would set him so far back in time. Time he didn't want you spending with men like this. Plus, he'd be able to punish his kind with so much more ease. "Steve, are you okay?" This time it's Mark's voice.

Steve’s head snaps to the side. His slight curl following him close after. "Yeah- slight change of plans. He has I-18 in his mobipack, right?" Steve’s voice is much darker than he would like to come off as. Mark is easy enough to manipulate, yet also gets scared off so quickly. And it is a pain to coarse his back each time.

Mark's adamsappel bobs as he swallows thickly while he nods. "It hasn't been tested yet-" he begins to ramble up excuses. Just as quickly, Steve forces him to shut up. "Then I suppose we should start." His throat is dry and his smile doesn't reach his eyes. In those crystal blue eyes is only anger.

"No, sorry Jeff. The single chair room is being used right now. Drip on for I-16?" He asks, trying to sound like his usual self. Jeff scuffles a bit in his seat before replying with the usual, "Acknowledge." Steve turns to Mark and shows him to turn up the flow.

So he does, the black line twirling up to a 20%. Jeff gasps at the feeling. Then his legs starts bouncing, he wrings his hands together. "Wors Jeff." Steve’s sentence is short and snappy with him. This might just be an anger jab, but even those have scientific evidence in them. Steve flings open his notepad, scribbling away at his findings.

Jeff's voice is shakey and already raw. "I don't feel well Steve. I don't like this." Steve shoots and eye at Mark, silently telling him to add more Verbaluce. "I feel nauseous, my head is spinning, there is a gutted feeling in my body." Jeff's words start flowing. That was until he stood up, rand over to the trash can and started throwing up.

That definitely makes Steve smile. "More." He does not feel like speaking, his fingers are writing just as fast as things are happening. Mark does what he's told and pumps the Darkenfloxx all the way to 45%. Jeff begins pacing, shifting all over the place. Bounces from one wall to the next. Whispering about the utter anxiety he's feeling.

"Mark do me a favour?" Steve smiles at the sight of Jeff suffering. "Call Y/N in and then stay outside." The man next to him's eyebrows furrow. But with no want to get in trouble, he does as he's told. It doesn't take long, after the other day you're always looming close to Steve.

You open the door, knocking as you pop just your head in. "Steve? You called?" Your voice sounds like a butterfly's wings on the wind. And your smile can be compared quite the same. The mentioned man lights up at the sight and he beckons you over.

You look to see the person in his testing chambers. The sight of Jeff forces a slight gasp to escape your lips. He is sweaty, pale and his eyes are darting everywhere. "What did he do?" You ask, not why Steve is doing this. You trust his judgement, he always acts with good reason.

As he comes closer, he takes you by the hips and places you in his lap. "I don't want you anywhere near him ever again." He commands, his voice darker than usual. He is normally so friendly with you. Taking time to be gentle and catering to your every need. Now, he seems more upset and from what you can tell, frustrated.

You cock your head to the side, "Why?" His grip on your hips tighten. Most likely to be bruising the next day. His leg starts bouncing ever so slightly and just jaw muscles clench wildly. "You want to know why?" He sounds very clearly angry that you don't just accept his words.

Steve starts pushing buttons and then the recording of Jeff talking about you pops up. Your heart leaps into your throat and you grab onto Steve’s blazer. You were only ever kind to Jeff, in fact you rarely even spoke with him. Why would he sexualise you so?

Steve grabs your jaw and pulls you to look him in the face. "You see? I only ever care about your well-being. Don't question me next time." He's much more angry with you that you would ever like him to be. You shake a bit, you only want to be good for him.

All you can do is nod. Your voice likely to betray you. To sob and beg for his forgiveness. Of course, he is protecting you. He always is. Its foolish of you to ever even thinking otherwise.

He then forces you to look at the experiments room. Jeff is shaking wildly. Not to mention he seems to be screaming in agony. Begging for someone to stop the pain. Stop the drip. Stop his life. Anything to make that sudden huge wave of anxiety stop.

"See what I do to people who disrespect you?" He grunts in your ear. Holding you so close you can feel your heartbeats colliding. Once again you can only nod. Scared a whimper of guilt might escape your lips. "You're mine. And mine only." He growls, taking your lips into his.

When you come up for air you can't help but agree. "I'm all yours, Steve." Your lips are swollen and puffy. Though that doesn't stop you. Heck, with Jeff's screams of agony, it makes you horny. Your kiss becomes more urgent, more needy.

Your legs wrapping around Steve's waist and your arms gripping onto his hair. "Let me shut him up before I fuck you silly. He might just kill himself before we start." Steve stops you shortly. Giggling at the thought. Even if it is grim, he's your Steve and you can't help but laugh with.

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