[dolirust]

"i wish i could disappear. like i never existed"

weeping angel · существо ночи · femme lesbian · twenty

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© dolirust, est. twenty six. you do not have permission to translate, copy or feed my works to ai. writing takes a lot of effort and time i do not approve of anyone stealing my words.

В моих глазах ты не можешь ошибиться. my @bniue bun

[dolirust]

“you will never be clean from sin rotten children don’t deserve heaven there is no god who could give you your purity back”

me core bored while i write my sadistic ellie fic m miss writing

[dolirust]

you are sooo pretty omg ^_^

thank you love that’s sweet.

[dolirust]

death from a broken heart

synopsis · you are her heart, her soul, and she cannot bear to live without her soulmate in this sad, gloomy world.

wc · 0.6k

cw · angst, death, cait mourns her late wife, mention of suicide

pale, slender fingers dance along the neglected, dusty keys of the old piano, a melody once sweet turns haunting under the weight of her grief. her breath hitches and her heart tugs as memories play, her broken sobs echo across the dark, gloomy manner, drowning out the sweet melody she once played for her beloved wife who haunts these sad halls she once lived.

the quiet morning she still remembers, time moved far too quickly as the fever took hold of you, your skin paled, a sheen of sweat painted you and your eyes ached, bloodshot with tiredness that crept. you looked terribly fragile, like a porcelain doll teetering off the edge of a shelf and falling to it’s death.

she knew death was near but she couldn’t bear it. her soul quietly withered as you took her hand in yours weakly, a saddened smile reaching your chapped lips and your broken words echoed in her ears.

‘i am entwined with your soul, you will always feel my presence, my warmth, and love. i am ready to part from my life, i feel it, i see the light.’ you softly utter, kissing the pad of her hand gently as you shed your last tears.

those poised words you dare utter shattered her you’d never seen her so broken before, so vulnerable, least not like this anyway. it pained you to see your beloved wife mourn you before you could even pass through the light, before your heart could stop beating and before your last breath.

she remembers the way you held her, the way your arms became an asylum while she wept at your gentle, whispered lies, tracing promises into her skin that everything would be alright. at just twenty three, you became a tragedy too soon, leaving her to mourn a lifetime that never got to exist. and as your heart slows you whispered one more promise. ‘i love you forever and always my love never forget that.’

anger settles where memories blur, not at you, but cursing the thief that took you. her hands trembling, tightened into fists before crashing into the keys, the weight of your absence consumes her, and she feels the dark shadows of death creeping up to her, a death from a broken heart is how she’d die, her love and devotion are too strong she cannot live past, she cannot breathe in a world without your love, your soul.

your body lies just outside of the manner, a beautiful angel carved out of stone is used as your headstone, beautiful like you, an angel sent from the heavens now sent back. cait leaves flowers and letters for you. most of her time is spent next to your stone, not wanting to leave you alone. some may say she’s crazy, others feel sympathy for her as she mourns you. she leaves one last flower and one last letter, she cannot bear this anymore, cannot live without you. you know what happens next don’t you?

as night falls she plays one last song, she doesn’t cry, she knows what’s to come. her heart isn’t heavy anymore the weight has been lifted, she was finally going home, she was going to be in her lovers arms once more never to be apart. as the song comes to an end she pushes herself off the stool and makes her way to your shared room where she lays comfortably on the bed, next to her the nightstand holds a glass of water and a bottle of pills, you would chew her for this she knows, but at least you’ll do it when she’s home.

a death from a broken heart.

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this is just a filler post while i finish mi vamp sevika fic.

[dolirust]

I love ur page and ur abby stuff do u have any other accounts like urs or similar fics i can read?

hai love, thank you so, so much m really glad you like mi stuff.

and here’s a few blogs for you bb.

@bniue

@elsfawns

@lesmerri

[dolirust]

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

꒰ঌ 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ໒꒱

♱ 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑘𝑎

𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛

♱ 𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑚𝑠

tag you’re it little bunnie - wc · 1k

♱ 𝑐𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛

death from a broken heart - wc · 0.6k

♱ 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑡

puppy girl - wc · 1.2k

♱ 𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛

teddy bear - wc · 2.4k

[dolirust]

puppy girl

cw· pet play , sub!top puppy vi , bottom!reader , bit of piss kink lolz , vi calls reader mommy once , sweet sex !

wc · 1.2k

dolirust’s note · ugh this was so yum for my puppy wife @butchwolftype

it’s early in the night, a dim candle light shining onto the rough pages of your book, and warm tea in your hand. vi was resting her head in your lap, tracing small patterns into your soft, delicate skin. you hum, gently placing down your cup before snaking your fingers through her messy hair to pet her softly.

a little whimper slips past her lips, and you feel her rutting ever so slightly against your leg like a desperate little puppy. you knew what she wanted, what she needed, but you wanted her to tell you herself that she desperately needed the ache in between her legs to go away. a smile tugs at your lips and you continue to read like you don’t feel the desperation spilling out of her. or like you can’t feel the growing wet spot in your panties.

this only upsets her more, her hand coming up to tug at your little nightie with a whine. your throat bobbed and your eyes flickered down to her, seeing her big, wide puppy-eyes staring up at you with a pout on her pretty lips and watery eyes.

“oh, baby …” you coo, setting your book down on the table beside you. “what’s the matter puppy talk to mommy baby,” you spoke softly, wiping away the stray tear that slid down her flushed cheek. and she leaned more into your gentle touch.

she gulps, panting softly. “need you …”

it’s pathetically cute the way she begs to fuck you, to ruin you while ruining herself. you bite your lip, tilting your head slightly and smiling at her. “what do you need from me my love?” your voice velvety smooth, though heat rises to your cheeks. she sits up rather quickly, pinning you to the bed as if she’s afraid you’d leave. “need to fuck you, need to be inside of you baby,” a small breath slips past your parted lips at her words, heat spreading throughout your body. you nod slowly, swallowing hard. “take what you need puppy.” you spoke lowly.

that’s all the confirmation she needed from you, her hands wasting no time pulling at your night gown, revealing your bare chest and your dampened panties. she groans, throwing her head back before coming down to you to wrap her drooly lips around one of you nipples, pulling a low whine from you.

you hum softly, holding her closer to you as she sucks your sensitive tits, one of her hands coming up to pull and flick your unoccupied one, earning herself another choked whine from your sweet lips. “you’re doing so good baby, don’t stop please.” you mutter out, tangling your fingers in her hair to tug lightly. she grunts, moving her mouth to your other tit, leaving a trail of her drool and desperation behind.

you can practically see her ears and tail wagging as if she had them. she doesn’t stop, not ever. you sigh, running your hands up to each side of her flushed cheeks, forcefully pulling her away from your nipple. “kiss me baby, please.” and her lips mold against yours so perfectly, like they were meant to be tangled with yours for an eternity. the kiss is slow, deep, filled with feeling, wet and hot. it was perfect, she was perfect.

she pulls away huffing, shaking her head. “need you now, can’t wait any longer,” she mumbles, hooking her fingers around the band of your panties to pull them down. you allow her, giving her full access and permission to use you. you needed this just as much as her if not more than.

after attaching the harness around her hips tightly, her hands come down to spread your legs open. she swipes her fingers through your wet folds, collecting your sweet nectar to lube up her cock with. you moan when her fingers lightly flick your clit, eyes rolling just slightly before snapping back to hers. she slowly started to ease herself in and you make a ‘tsk’ sound, reaching your hand in the nightstand to grab the little black vibrator, slipping it inside her boxers right on her clit and making sure it’s snug enough. “to help you cum as well my love.” you spoke softly, nodding for her to continue. she whimpers and snaps her hips into yours. “oh-hhfg fuck b-baby.” you choke out, grabbing onto her biceps.

she whines, fucking in and out of you as her life depends on it, and to her it did. she strives to make you feel good, to make you come undone moaning and crying her name. to her, you were most beautiful like this, fucked out, face stained with tears, and babbling incoherent words to her . . .

she never takes her eyes off you, sliding one of her hands down your body to your aching, twitchy clit. she wants to hear more of you, more of your desperate sounds that fall in her ears like music. you gasp, arching into her, sliding further onto her strap which pushes the vibrator harder against her sensitive clit. her breathing picks up and her head starts to feel dizzy, pleasure fully taking over her mind. a small sob rips from her making your eyes flutter lazily open. she looks so incredibly breathtaking like this, hair messy, lip between her teeth slightly drawing some blood from how focused she is when fucking you silly, a layer of sweat coating her skin, and the most pretty sounds slipping past her bloody lips.

your eyes peer down, noticing the visible bulge in your tummy from how deep she is inside of you. you gasp, pulling her hand to feel it. “feel that baby? f-feel how deep you are inside of me.” you spoke, pulling her from her racing dirty thoughts. “fuck-ngh-hah shit.” she whines, pushing down slightly, your eyes widen. you didn’t notice until now that you needed to pee . . . she must have picked up on it as well, noticing how you clenched around the thick - silicone toy that’s buried deep inside of you. and she pushes down more.

“oh fuck baby.” you cry out, digging your fingers into her shiny, wet skin. “mm gonna l-leak if y-you keep doing that hhhggf-mph.” she doesn’t let up, and you don’t want her to. you’re so close and you know she is as well from the way her body shakes and trembles while holding onto you, her thrust becoming lazy. “p-please, need it. please fucking spill for me.” she moans out desperately. “m gonna fuckin cum.” she huffs, grabbing at you. you whine, tears building up in your eyes at her roughness. “hhh-nhg, baby, baby, baby m’gonna-hah-uh c-cum.” you babble out, head lulled to the side, lewd sounds slip from both of your lips. “fuck yes please.” she mewls.

your vision blurs, jaw slacking as your orgasm washes over you, your body trembles and you sob gently as you begin to make a mess all over her, feeling a warm trickle down your leg as you cum, moaning her name. vi’s own orgasm rips from her body, cumming in her boxers as she watches you unravel for her so sweetly. “ugh-f-fuck that’s so hot mommy.” she groans softly, huffing and giving one last thrust before pulling out of you and taking the vibrator out of her messy boxers before falling on top of your now sweaty body. you breathe out, wrapping your arms around her as she lazily kisses your neck, you giggle, kissing her cheek. “i love you baby.” you murmur in her ear, holding her close as she purs into your neck.

[dolirust]

ur writing is fire ignore the haters!! 🪽

awh thank you so much, love. nothing will ever stop me from feeding dark content to anyone.

we need more of it around here since people keep leaving from all the hate . . . ):

[dolirust]

i love the way you write. it's so sweet and precious 💓

you’re so kind :( thank you so much my love it really means a lot to me.

[dolirust]

teddy bear

cw · improper use with a teddy bear, small age gap fingering, strapping, naive!reader, size kink, corruption kink,crybaby!reader, she watches you mastrbate.

wc · 2.4k

dollirust’s note · for you @elsfawns sweet abby n smut !

abby was always so gentle with you, always so sweet with her words and touches. you were like a fragile doll, ready to crack and break at any small inconvenience, and abby was always there to mend you back together, whispering sweet nothings to you before finding whoever it was that upset her precious dollie, and yes she beats them to a pulp when she does.

to her, you are the sweetest girl she’d ever met. always so shy and blushy when she comes around, thanking you for the little sweet treats and good luck notes you’d stuffed in her backpack before she’d go on patrols with manny, owen and mel. mmh- and let her call you the sweetest pet names ever - you always squirm, blush deeply and stutter over your words because of how nervous she makes you feel. she finds it adorable.

“you know you’re real cute when you do that hm?” she’d mutter softly, a grin pulling at the corner of her lips when you try to hide your flushed face behind your hands with a sweet little giggle. she’d tut, chuckling softly while prying your hands away. “don’t hide that pretty face from me, doll.” and you melt.

her fondness for you doesn’t go unnoticed by anyone, you were hers, even if she hadn’t established that with you quite yet. you were off limits. anytime anyone tried to make advances at you, she’d shut it down immediately. you were too naive to understand when anyone was trying to get with you anyways . . . you’d never been in a relationship, let alone flirted with anyone. you took it as abby being protective. it’s sweet.

“you’re too sweet, too gentle and pure for them.” she’d say.

you never argued with her on it. always allowing her to decide and dictate everything for you, i mean she’s older than you, she knows whats best for you right? knows what a delicate girl like you needs. and she fulfills everything for you already . . .

she was your first for everything. always taking you on little dates, catching you off guard by kissing your soft lips so gently and pulling the sweetest whines from you. always lingering her touches longer than she should, moving down to rub your needy little clit through your panties when you wiggle and whine too much in her lap . . . your first orgasm, it was perfect, she was perfect.

she’s in your adorable, pink girly room, on your bed looking incredibly out of place because of all the stuffed animals, pink and white frilly, fluffy blankets and pillows that surround her, and of course, you perched on her lap with a pretty little dress on with a cheesy lesbian romance movie playing in the background on your tiny tv while you wrap pretty pink ribbon around abby’s biceps and hair.

“i really do love this dress on you sweetheart.” she murmurs, hooking her finger under your chin to lift your face to hers. you bat your pretty lashes up at her, face flushing a light shade of pink, letting a soft whine slip past your slightly parted lips.

“i- i wore it for you.” you spoke softly, squirming in her lap, suddenly feeing impossibly smaller. she hums, lowering her hands to your hips to hold you in place. she tilts her head slightly down at you, a grin finding its way to her lips.

“yeah? wore this pretty dress f’me baby?” her words made you tremble, your lips wobbling ever so slightly. “mmmh” was all you could manage to push out. god, you looked and sounded so adorable, her precious little crybaby. you weren’t even crying because you were uncomfortable, just that your need for her to praise and touch you started to overwhelm you.

“awh what’s wrong babydoll hm? feeling needy?” she teases pulling you against her more, letting her hands slide down to part your legs slowly, watching your eyes widen and brows furrow. you’d never done anything with anyone before - you are a good girl. abby’s good girl . . .

“p-please.” you whine desperately, attempting to hump her leg, but her firm grip on your legs prevents you from doing so. she slaps your thigh softly making a ‘tsk’ sound.

“nuh uh, sit still baby or i won’t touch you at all.” you whimper, looking up at her with the sweetest little pout she’d ever seen. “m’sorry- i’ll be good i promise .” you whined, voice small.

she can’t help but let a groan slip past her lips. you sound so innocent yet so desperate and weak, like you’d break if she didn’t slip her thick fingers inside your tight, leaky little hole. she has you right where wants you. and she’s not going to miss the opportunity to corrupt her favorite dollie. “good girl.” she praised, slipping her hand inside your damp panties.

when she finally swipes her fingers through your wet folds, her eyes roll back, and she has to physically stop herself from plunging her fingers deep inside of you. she knew she made you hot and needy, but fuck finally feeling what she does to you almost makes her cum untouched. the way your smaller hands fly to her wrist and the way you lulled your head back onto her shoulder while spilling your filthy, adorable moans into her ear, it was something she’d never be able to forget.

“fuck doll, feels good yeah? look at you makin such a big mess for me.”

you choke on a sob when her fingers move to your aching clit, rubbing soft circles over it, coaxing even more whimpers and cries from you. her free hand slides up to your jaw, cupping it gently and turning your teary gaze up to her, she smiles warmly before placing her lips onto yours, bringing you into a slow and deep kiss. you’re inexperienced, but it’s so fucking cute to her. you’re messy about it, drool dripping past your lips coating your chin and hers.

she hums and you barely realize she’s slipping two fingers inside your tight heat until you feel the small burn. your eyes snap open, and a loud mewl rips from your throat, surprising you and abby. her movements still for a moment, and you slap your trembling hands to your mouth, your face flushing with embarrassment. she smirks and plunges deeper inside you wanting to know what other sounds she can pull out of you.

“mmm-mhh a-abby s’too much.” you squeal, panting heavily as she fucks you fast and deliberate and your eyes roll all the way back as you spasm in her lap.

“you can handle me dollie, you’re such a good girl.” she coos, mouthing at your exposed neck leaving wet and bruising hickies behind. you whine loudly, trying to wiggle away because the pleasure is so intense. she grunts, holding you firm against her, making you unable to wiggle anymore.“a-abby, abby, abby.” you chant with a sob, clenching around her fingers like a vice. she chuckles, pumping into you faster. “you gonna make a mess around my fingers sweetheart?” she asks, looking at your blissed expression.

you hiccup, looking up at her. tears running down your flushed cheeks, lips parted so your pretty cries and sweet moans spill, you look so fucked out. “fuck me..” she groans. “look at you.. so fuckin pretty” she coos, pulling another whine from you.

“g-gonna c-cum abby please, please.” you plead desperately, clinging to her afraid she’d stop. she wasn’t going to stop, not until you cum around her fingers like the good girl you are. and abby feels like she also might cum, your sobs alone making her ache terribly, and before she can even answer, your orgasm washes over you rather harshly, your body shaking violently in her grasp as you babble nonsense while soaking her fingers comfortably. “hhh-mm a-abby ngh-“ you choke out, leaving her completely mesmerized as well as soaked herself.

that happened a week ago. a week since she’s last touched you. and it definitely wasn’t because she didn’t want to, no, she wanted to so badly, but Isaac had her running around doing god knows what. she felt terrible leaving you feeling so empty and helpless. watching a sweet little pout form on your precious face when she said she couldn’t hang out with you that day. on one of her outings, she had found this adorable little teddy bear perfect for your collection you had going. 

the smile that grew on your face when she handed you the teddy bear made her heart swell, your face grew hot, but your eyes twinkled so beautifully, and your giggles rang through her ears, and she had to fight so hard not to fuck you right then and there. she would have if it weren’t for the fact that she had to help manny clear out scars.

“i love it s’much abby, thank you!” you spoke softly, showing your appreciation for the thoughtful gift. she smiled warmly at you nodding her head before running back over to manny.

hours passed as you lay in your room, hot and bothered, thighs rubbing together, desperate for any friction. whimpers pulling out of you as you daydream about abby fucking you stupid. you needed her so badly that it made you cry softly.

that’s when you got an idea, a filthy idea that made you squirm, almost feeling guilty for even wanting to do it. you pick up the teddy bear she’d given you hours ago, setting it down in the middle of your bed before sitting on your knees. you ponder for a moment before finally taking off your clothes except your panties. a small sigh leaves your lips, and you slowly settle on top of the teddy’s sweet little face, grinding onto it.

a small gasp slips past your lips, and your body shudders, the cool bud of its nose bumping your clothed clit makes you leak pathetically. you start to move a little faster, desperate to make yourself cum. you wished it were abby’s thigh you were humping instead, wanting her hands to guide you. you started to think about what she’d say to you, would she call you her good girl? would she make you beg for more or to cum? your breathing started to pick up, as did your needy pace. wanting more, you start to pull and rub your sensitive nipples, throwing your head back with soft moans.

“mmhha- a-abby p-please.” you whined to yourself, or so you thought.

“i didn’t know you were such a dirty girl.” abby’s voice snaps you out of your daze. you gasp, jumping back with wide eyes, staring at her.

“wha- h-how long have y-you been there i- s’not what it looks like.” you stumbled over your words, tears glossing over with embarrassment. you hadn’t expected her to come over . . . or to see you like this, so exposed, so fucking needy all because of her.

“not what it looks like?” she taunts, slowly walking over to you. “it looks like my little dollie is humping the teddy bear i gave her earlier today.” she teases, staring at you with a stupid grin on her face that made you feel incredibly small.

“i- i needed you..” you whimper, pouting at her, silently begging her to please fuck you, make the ache go away. something snaps within her entirely, hearing you say you needed her, and seeing you prior humping that teddy bear makes something primal crawl up her spine. she doesn’t say anything, not yet anyway. you whine when she doesn’t move or make a sound, and that pulls her out of her senses. without another second to waste you’re instantly pulled to the edge of you bed in front of her.

“don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll fuck you real good yeah?” she mutters, unbuckling her belt, using her other hand to slide your panties clean off. your eyes widen when she pulls out the thick toy, unsure if you’d be able to take that. she smirks, pushing your knees to your chest. “it’ll fit baby, just relax f’me” you whimper, nodding your head slowly.

“atta girl.” she praises you. one of her large hands gripping the base of the toy, gliding it across your sopping folds, which earns her a breathy moan from you.

she starts slow, shoving the tip in, letting you decide when you’re ready for more of her. you mewl softly, squeezing your eyes shut tightly. “shh i’ve got you sweetheart, just breathe.” she coos, rubbing your clit in tight circles to help loosen you up for her to enter fully.

her eyes flicker to yours for any signs of pain, when she sees none, she sinks more of the toy inside you, cooing when you whine loudly at that stretch. your hands grip the heavy blanket beneath you tightly, moaning softly when she starts to move in and out of you. “there you go, look at that. fuck, suckin me in so good.”

“s’b-big, you’re so b-big.” you whine, arching your back as she slides her hands up your waist fucking into you with more force than before. your eyes roll back and a sob rips from your chest, brows tightly pulled together, jaw slack. she can’t help herself anymore, fucking into you at a faster pace, throwing her head back groaning. “fuck just like that, take my fucking cock babydoll.” she moans, moving one hand down to your tummy. “you feel that? s’fuckin deep inside you..” she mumbles.

you don’t know how much longer you’ll last, your orgasm slowly approaching with each harsh thrust she gives you, every dirty word and moan that spills from her lips makes you tighten around the thick - silicone, babbling complete nonsense as she fucks you stupid. “yeah? you gonna fuckin cum? gonna soak my cock baby?” she grunted, moving her hand from your tummy to grab your throat.

“mmmph a- g-gonna c-cum abby please, please prettie please let me cum.” you sob, begging so fucking prettily for her. you whine lewdly, grabbing at her arm, panting and shaking. her thrust get messier, her grip tightening ever so slightly.

“oh fuck, oh fuck, cum for me, fucking cum for me.”

and that’s all it took for you, another loud whiny sob ripping from you as you tighten impossibly more around her thick fucking cock, coating it with your pretty cum. you whine, collapsing on the bed completely. abby mutters a few coherent words, and slowly pulls out of you, careful not to overstimulate you, although she’d love to do that today wasn’t the day for that. you whimper when she removes the toy from your recked hole, and she coos at you gently. “did so good f’me baby. s’proud of you.” she spoke softly, gently cleaning you up.

please this took so long to write but i think i’m happy with how it turned out.

[dolirust]

𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠

𝑚𝑖 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑

© dolirust, est. twenty six. you do not have permission to translate, copy or feed my works to ai. writing takes a lot of effort and time i do not approve of anyone stealing my words.

𝑚𝑖 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒

𝑖 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑛 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑟𝑞

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔

sub!reader, sub!ellie or other characters, smut, fluff, angst, pet play, dacryphilia, corruption kink, primal play, age gaps, daddie kink, mommy or momma, praise n degradation, cnc, noncon, blood, impact play, hybrid, size kink, bondage, dumbification, dolliefication, dub - con, kidnapping, manipulation, stalking, anal, breeding, g!p sometimes if the ask is very arousing, violence, knife n gun play, power dynamics ngh-, spit - drool kink, slapping, piss kink yo, spanking, somnophilia, breath play, gore, monster fucking, pred - prey, intox !

𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 !

rape, male reader, incest, vomit, scat, necrophilia, race play, feederism, bestiality, vore, pedophilia, ed fetishisation, sa, self harm (unless you’re asking for reader to be comforted by a specific character.)

𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑖 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟

ellie williams , caitlyn , sevika , vi , cassandra kirraman , hange zoe , maki , lady dimitrescu , donna beneviento

[dolirust]

tag you’re it little bunnie

cw · primal play, cnc, kinda naive reader, dark content, daddie kink, dacryphillia, nasty lesbian sex.

wc · 1k

dollirust’s note · need more mean n scary ellie fics honesty !

running through the forest, she chased you, and she wouldn’t stop. she’d given you a head start, letting her precious little bunnie escape her. though, she was going to catch you like she always did.

“run little bunnie.” her voice was dangerously low, like something sinister was wrapping around her gentle voice.

your doe eyes widen, a small sound slipping past your trembling lips. and you run. ellie’s eyes darken, her breath heaving as she watches you slip into the dark forest, fear radiating off you. she can almost smell it, it drives her crazy.

you don’t stop. not even for a second. your head turns seeing her enter after you, not even running for you, just walking with heavy struts. you gasp seeing her catch up to you so quickly, were you not running fast enough? your body buzzes with fear as you push deeper through the dark forest, your hands coming up to move the branches that slowed you down.

ellie’s lips twitch into a smirk. her boots practically making a pounding sound that could be heard miles away, and it only made you run faster, tripping over your own feet as you do. she watches as you stumble, your dress getting caught in branches, and your trembling hands reaching to tug it free.

you whined, desperately trying to tug your dress free of the branch, your eyes flickering to ellie’s figure that was getting dangerously closer to you with each passing second. your breathing quickens - finally, the brach sets you free once more, and your feet begin to move. but it was all for nothing as you trip on a log, your body falling to the ground, coating your white dress in leaves and dirt.

the wind got knocked out of you, leaving you panting as you try to sit up, only to fall. behind you ellie chuckles darkly as you struggle. you whimper, eyes wide, quickly turning your body around.

“oh sweetheart, did you really think you’d get away?” she taunts you. watching your pretty face pale.

you shiver at her words, pushing yourself back clumsily, shaking your head quickly as you try to get away. her smirk grows at your panicked state. she jumps forward, grabbing your ankles to pull you in front of her. you squeal, trying to get away once more, but it was no use, she flips you onto your tummy, pinning you down.

“where do you think you’re going little bunnie, hm?” she tutted. “you’re not fuckin goin anywhere” she growls, shoving your face in the dirt and lifting your hips. you whine and writhe in her grasp, which earns you a sharp slap on your ass that stings.

a cry leaves your pouty lips, your hands balling into a fist as you fight back tears. she hums and rubs the burn away gently. “daddie’s gonna fuck you now baby, and you’re gonna take it like a good girl.” she murmured, pushing your dress up slowly, revealing your lace panties.

“no, no- daddie p-please” you whined helplessly, though the growing wet spot on your panties told a different story.

“oh? but you’re soaking through your panties like a needy little whore.” she chuckles deeply, pressing her thumb against your tight hole through the dampened fabric. you mewl, wiggling slightly at the new feeling. she grunts, pushing you down more and ripping your panties clean off, revealing your twitching cunt.

she hums approvingly, using one hand to unbuckle her belt. the sound made you freeze, shaky breaths leaving your parted lips. she grins, taking the thick silicone cock out of her boxers, lining it up to your weeping little hole before snaking her hand around your throat.

her eyes flicker to your face for a moment, studying your flushed and shameful expression. she groans, snapping her hips, pushing deep inside you. a choked moan rips from your throat, your eyes rolling back as she fucks into you roughly.

“take it, fuckin take it” she drawls out, tightening her grip around your throat slightly. “fuck just like that, such a good fuckin girl for daddie, letting me use you like this.” it’s filthy the way she uses you, the way she throws her head back moaning, as if she could feel you squeezing around her as your own sickly sweet moans pour out of you melodically.

you squeezed your eyes shut tightly when ellie’s cock pounded at your sweet spot over and over again mercilessly. her free hand moving down to pinch your twitchy clit, pulling another mewl from you. “daddie- nhg- s’too mu- much.“ you whine desperately, reaching for her arm, silently pleading for her as you sob softly.

something snaps in her when you start to sob, her eyes rolling back and snapping her hips harsher to slide deeper into your tight little hole. wanting- no, needing to hear you cry even more for her. her moans turned animalistic, dangerous.

“oh fuck baby just like that- fuckin cry for me.” she groans deeply, rubbing tight circles on your clit as you writhe and cry, the feeling being too much, but oh it felt so good to be at her mercy. loving the way she handles you, uses you for her own pleasure. she removes her hand from your throat to shove two of her slender fingers in your mouth, making you choke on your desperate cries.

your cunt makes the nastiest sounds, squelching loudly as you tighten around the thick - silicone as it bruises your velvet walls so fucking good. a milky ring coating the base of her cock, and a string of your sticky wetness flashing in her face as she watches you suck her in so beautifully. and - you’re close, feeling the familiar coil in your stomach tightening with every deep thrust.

“daddie daddieee- m’gonna ah- gonna cum” you whine, babbling around her fingers, drool dripping down them.

“yeah? gonna be my good little bunnie n cum on my cock babygirl?” she mutters in your ear, pulling out of you just to slam back in, making you gasp, and your body trembles harshly as your orgasm pours out of you, soaking both of your legs and her cock.

“oh my fuck- goood yeah baby fuckin soak me, just like that fuck, good fuckin girl.” she slurs, head thrown back as she cums in her boxers hard.

you whine desperately as you shake violently, trying to work through your high, your mind blanking, and your body slacking on the ground as you’re no longer able to hold yourself up anymore.

her eyes flicker to you, a soft smile tugging at her lips.

“shh i’ve got you sweetheart, did s’good f’me.” she coos, gently scooping you up in her arms. “my good little girl, s’proud of you.” she hums sweetly in your ear.