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I write stupid little stories [ 18+ ] AO3: Boart

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One-shots, multi-chapter stories, NSFW, horror, dark fic, dark romance, fluff, dead dove, angst, etc. Minors DNI

Fandoms Include (but are not limited to)

Naruto

Jujutsu Kaisen

Resident Evil

Pearl Boy

Call of Duty

The Boys

Original Characters

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Die Augen

König x Reader

TW: smut, noncon/dubcon, captivity, breathplay, spitplay, degradation, predator/prey, brat taming, clothed male/unclothed female, dirty talk

If the eyes are the windows to the soul, then his are a terrifying void of power, threat, and control; and in their cold, unfeeling depths, they peer down at you through the fabric of his veil, the cloth thin enough so you could feel the heat of his breath but thick enough to still completely obscure his face. His hand is held tightly over your mouth, creating a seal and pressing against your nose, making it difficult to get a breath in. You stare up at him, baring your own soul, wide, tear-filled, and petrified.

"You need to learn when to shut the fuck up." That's what started all of this. Your big mouth. You should know by now you aren't allowed a voice. It took all of ten seconds after the words left your mouth for König to pin you down, unfasten his belt, and suffocate you with his palm.

It wasn't his fault. He couldn't help it. You pushed him to a breaking point. Skin pricked and itching with a carnal need to destroy, he succumbed to his instincts and allowed his hands to ravish you, shoving your skirt up and your neckline down until your clothes became nothing more than a wadded band around your waist. He eventually found use for it, clutching it tightly to use as a handle to force your smaller body to meet his punishing thrusts. Your protests muffled hotly against his hand, wetting your mouth with your own spit.

"What's that?" His Austrian accent sneered down at you, "Speak up, baby. I can't hear you."

Blinking away tears, your skin grew hot, cheeks turning a bright shade of red. Your hands fought weakly, small fists slapping against thick layers of tactical gear. It amused him.

"What? Tired already? Where's all that fight from before—" He drove himself deep and stayed there, letting you tremble around him as your thighs fought to push him out. "Fuck. Look how wet you are... Does it turn you on being used like this? Fucking slut."

He removed his hand, and you gasp to fill your lungs with cold, precious oxygen. Before you know it he shoves two gloved fingers down your throat, pressing down your tongue. You gag at the intrusion, at the taste of the leather. He shoves them painfully far, gathering thick gobs of spit.

"Disgusting."

The word made you whimper. You were disgusting. A complete and utter mess completely at his mercy. You writhe as he starts to fuck you again, chasing his own pleasure in the act of violating you.

"Beg for it," he demands, his voice rough and breathy.

You try to obey, the words dampening and near unintelligible around his fingers and the battle for air. "Mmph—"

He wasn't satisfied. His other hand came to wrap around your throat, pressing menacingly. He could feel the vibrations of your gagging rumble against his palm. "I said beg, bitch. Or I'll fucking crush your throat."

With renewed vigor, your hips bucked desperately with a pathetic, mewling sound, the shame of your own arousal smearing across the base of his pelvis in the process.

"—eagh...." (Please)

"Louder."

Your tongue lost the fight against his fingers. Trying to speak felt like you were drowning yourself. Adrenaline fought you through it, more gurgled sounds bubbling from your throat. Gibberish, but translated into: please, you're hurting me.

Even if he understood what you said, it didn't make him stop. He fucks his come inside you until it's seeping down both your legs. Only when he's satisfied does he remove his fingers from your mouth. Your jaw aches. Your throat burns. Your cheeks are wet with fresh and old tears. Bleary eyes peer up at him in search of comfort, of apology. They find him wiping bloody spit on the fabric of your clothes.

His gaze pivots upward to lock with yours, the implication obvious.

You need to learn when to shut the fuck up.

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DEVOUR

Naruto Fanfiction - Rated Explicit - Hidan/Ino

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Dubious Consent/Non-Con

By most measures, today’s mission had failed. The nine-tailed jinchuriki had slipped through the Zombie Duo’s grasp. Still, in Hidan's humble opinion, they managed to procure the next best thing:

Fresh meat.

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I replayed RE5

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Hidan

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[ beautiful art by omurizer - x ]

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BARK LIKE A GOD

Naruto / Resident Evil Fanfic - Rated Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Medical Experimentation, Kidnapping/Captivity, Religious Imagery & More

"I Bow to the Hound with the Mightiest Jaw."

Bioterrorist and near perfect human specimen Albert Wesker captures a fellow immortal to experiment on. Hidan, his brutish, violent new test subject, is a devoted zealot to a savage death God, proving to be quite the troublesome animal to tame.

This is a story of that power struggle, and how Wesker's God complex tries to overshadow the dark arts of the great Lord Jashin.

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CHINESE FINGER TRAP

Pearl Boy -  조개소년 Fanfic - Rated Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death, Dubious Consent/Non-Con

The entire world was Pilwon's Oyster.. and that boy, his beloved Pearl. A prequel to the events of Pearl Boy told from the perspective of Pilwon's distorted, sadistic mind.

All characters 18+

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BLOOD-MEAT

Naruto Fanfic - Rated Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death, Mentions of Blood/Gore, Religious Cults & More

Somebody's little girl / Dreams of the things she's read / And the monsters in the bed / Who hacked her to bloodmeat

A story of Hidan doing the Lord's work. Please mind the tags.

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