The Stonewall Inn
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my drafts wondering when i’m gonna give a fuck again
heyy so, i saw you’re going to write bad bunny and rauw being a couple, so i thought like, you could maybe do a threesome, with them both plus female or male reader…? after you write that one first, of coursee, and that would be so fun if you could writee!
YESS I would love to do this im working on all my request right now
I might use omar courtz for this
¿Benito x Rauw x Omar Courtz, o nada que ver con ello?
Camby asked - Benito x Rauw x Omar Courtz, or nothing to do with it?
YESSS HELLO???
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES
I'm working on a bit of request, so it'll take a bit, but YES
I'm writing a character that acts like a bitch to benito and everyone for one of my reqs and even I'm starting to hate her like why is she so negative all the time
I just lost all my fucking progress on my Benito puppyboy fic and the fire ass mood board im literally gonna kill myself
wanting to get back into writing fanfics but you have no motivation
Quick political rant
Noah shnapp did season 5 of stranger things and really made everyone forget the fact he supports the rape ,torture, death, and eradication of innocent Palestinians and children like Noah can be Jewish and not support genocide example- Ben and Jerry is a Jewish brand that spoke out against isreal and they got called anti-Semitic AS A OPENLY JEWISH COMPANY yet Noah is seen at partys in Israel dispite saying he doesn't support it and that he connected with Palestinian people.
Anyways, fics coming soon
It sucks how much white men can get away with because they're "young" especially queer white men that pander to straight women
Tags for All of them- mentions of violence, murder, drug trafficking
The wolf series?
Assassin!reader x the wolf
Reader x obsessed Captor (similar to 365 days but he’s way sweeter to you)
Enemies to lovers- you guys pair up to kill a common enemy.
Waxplay
Sub!benito x dom!reader
Warnings/tags- waxplay/temperature play, aftercare, mentions of blistering, sex in bathtub, improper use of shower head i think?. P in V, unprotected sex, kinda slight breeding kink.
WC- 1k something
Spanish with English translation included
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You prepared the area with a makeshift bed made with pillows, blankets and sheets you only got for this occasion, wax is nearly impossible to get out of good sheets. The rain had been pouring in about an hour ago tapping lightly on the window. you walked over and opened it about an inch the sound now more audible around the room.
He came into the room watching you from the doorway, towel around his waist, water droplets sticking to his chest, hair drenched from his shower just as one of the candles instructed.
You both (but mostly him) had been doing extensive research for the last 2 months he even picked out the candles at the adult store.
You always thought dominating him was for yourself and he had just grown to like it because it was you.
lately he’s been really involved being a sub which obviously you’re not complaining about.
he leaned against the doorframe behind you. Your back facing him. Then he spoke out
“Ya estamos listos”
“Are we ready”
you tested blowing it out and touching the candle pit and letting the wax harden on your fingertip a burning sensation that quickly left as the wax cooled over, he watched your movements closely a smirk plastered on his face.
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He got on his stomach, shirtless face down in the pillow, his arms under it intertwined with each other on the underside. The Lights dimmed down almost all the way the primary light source was from the soy candles all around the bed.
The firelight from the candles displayed over the muscles of his shoulders, the dip of his spine and the tan line that drove you crazy across his hips.
You straddled the backs of his thighs, and he let out a low hum of approval, even then right there you still had second thoughts you didn’t want to hurt him and you both know the risk of this.
Somehow he sensed your hesitation and turned his head just enough to catch your eye, a look of uncertainty only he could notice
“hey” a lazy smile tugging at his lips “Yo pedí esto, ¿recuerdas? yo puedo con esto.”
“I asked for this remember I can take it” his hand snaked down to find your thigh and squeezed reassuringly
You picked up the soy candle lit on the floor and blew it out immediately tilting it. The wax landed on his upper back a little too close to his skin, dripping down his spine a slow, deliberate line,his breath hitched, a sharp inhale that dragged out.
His hand reached back again, found your ankle, held on, gripping almost painfully tight, that action making you freeze.
“Fuck Mami Súbelo más” he groaned and added
“Raise it more”
“Oh So you can’t take it” you playfully remarked he rolled his eyes as you prepared another candle He rolled his eyes.
You blew out the second candle this time waiting a bit and lifted it a bit higher than last time, letting the wax fall in a slow, deliberate stream across his shoulder.
He whimpered Lowly as he saw your hand grabbing another candle this time you attacked his spine. You blew the candle out without giving it time to cool you just lift it above your head and dripped deliberately down his spine.
He winces transformed into a smirk and then a humorless laugh, he had every intention of getting you back later.
You bend down to kiss his back and shoulders your fingers tracing where the wax dried he knew this break was gonna be short lived.
As soon as you lifted back up you picked up another candle giving it more time too cool unlike the others finally taking your time now that you got over the guilt.
You drip the wax more on his untouched shoulder the skin was thinner there and far more sensitive he painfully groans and gripped the underside of the pillow.
You blew out the candle and took the wax to his other shoulder he whimpered which dragged out into a groan as he felt the path of heat splay across his back.
You repeat this testing how high you you hold it. Sometimes when he seemed too comfortable or when you felt he was too adjusted you lower it to earn a pained whimper or low hiss.
His back almost fully covered in all different colors he was flexing every muscle in his body you put the candle back down to the side of the bed admiring his back the way he tensed up, the drips of wax that were frozen on him, his silent grunts.
After the last piece of wax solidified on his body he suddenly jolted up forcing you to start falling off his back you let out a loud yelp as he log rolled over his shoulder using his arm to break your fall as well as stabilize you on top of him. He ignores your protest and playful hits on his chest and he pulls you down for a kiss. He breaks away and mutters against your lips.
“¿Me ayudas a enjuagarme?”
“You want to help me get this off”
You pull away “I wasn’t done”
"Tengo un show mañana, no me puedo pegar."
“I have a show tomorrow I can't oversleep”
He got up walking over to the light switch and turned up the dimmed lights, the shadows from the candle disappearing. You sat up on your knees and started to blow out the lit candles around the bed.
You heard his footsteps grow fainter as he went to the other room followed by running water, he yelled out
“¿Tú vienes?”
“You coming?”
“Yeah in a sec” you put away the pillows bundled up the old sheets putting them away practically shoving them in the storage closet along with the candles.
Then closing the window.
When you turned around Benito was directly in front of you as soon as you both locked eyes he shoved you against the window and kissed you passionately, using his hands that are Now gripping your waist to press you firmly onto the glass.
He suddenly pulled away smirking muttering against your lips
“Te preparé un baño para los dos”
“I prepared a bath for us”
He backed up expecting you to follow that confirmed it
Yep he was definitely getting you back
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His thrust were panicked and punishing so much the water was constantly getting splashed on the tubs wall or out of the bath completely flooding the bathroom floor. The shampoo bottles fell into the water the impact landing on both of y’all’s faces but that didn’t stop him. on of his hands were on your neck squeezing occasionally or groping you his other hand was under the water holding the high pressure shower head onto your clit only taking it off to rub on it himself.
He turned your head to the side make eye contact just so he could suddenly thrust slowly into you as he watched your reaction copying your gasp, the faces you made, smiling widely when ever you moan loudly and hand on your chin preventing you from moving your head, That was the only break you got and it was to mock you.
He pulled out about Half the water was completely gone now spilled onto the floor he took his hand off your cheek and strokes himself quickly when he came he immediately shoved his shaft back inside you effectively filling you up while groping you and kissing your neck.
Your release followed closely behind as he threw away the shower head and his hand trailed down to your heat his cock still pumping his seed inside you.
His other hand shoved his two fingers in your mouth to silence your Loud moans as you release onto his hand not noticeable from the surrounding water but he could tell by how you tensed up.
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You peeled off the now softened wax off his skin as he was on call with his managers talking about the tour while you were noticing some of his skin was red and slightly blistering which was definitely expected for your first time you still felt bad about it. His hand reached behind him and onto your knee his thumb rubbing with affection and reassurance.
After you were done you were both holding each other his head buried in your neck his arms wrapped around your waist hands resting on your lower back lower back, legs intertwined with yours sweetly muttering in your ear. “No te frené porque… no quería que frenaras”
“I didn’t stop you/hold you back because I didn’t want you to stop.”
He pulls away briefly to meet your eyes in the almost completely dark room admiring you while the moonlight displays onto your face and placed a small kiss to your forehead.
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IM FINALLY OUT OF WRITERS BLOCK 🥹
I wanna get all my reqs before the end of this month so I can start a new series based on the wolf (bad bunny’s character on bullet train) posting a poll soon 💖
Im seeing it 🥹 i gotta post a poll for all my story ideas
WHY DOES NOBODY WRITE FOR THE WOLF HE HAS SO MUCH POTENTIAL
(Bad bunny in bullet train)
Almost done it’s gonna be more words btw
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Bad bunny
Sub-Benito (req) 🕯️📝
Rauw Alejandro x bad bunny 🕯️📝
FWB headcannons 🕯️📝
Waxplay 🕯️📝
Bad bunny’s-nude pictures 📸
Schedule/What I’m working on rn
Bad bunny x Rauw Alejandro
MLM fanfic w/ English translation
Tags= unprotected sex, anal (both verse), internalized homophobia, (Rauw) small amount of angst i think?… happy ending tho
W/C- 2.3k
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The metal squeaked loudly and the sound of the headboard banging on the wall.
Benito’s face was pressed into the mattress. He groaned deeply, clutching onto anything he could. The sheets were quickly yanked out of his hand by the shaking of the bed, a pillow but Rauw eventually threw it across the room and finally he tried to reach out for Rauw’s hand that painfully dug into his hips.
When he did Rauw immediately gripped his wrist and put both his arms behind his back and kept railing into him with reckless abandon.
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Rauw was sitting on the edge of the bed pulling his shirt over his head while Benito against the headboard tissues in hand cleaning their mixture of cum off his stomach from when Rauw flipped him over on his back his softened dick rested against his thigh. boxers pulled down to his knees to easily be pulled up when he finished.
“No me agarres la mano”
“Don't hold my hand”
The question caught Benito off guard he threw away the last tissue and looked up
“Que”
“What”
“No me estés tocando la mano”
Don't be touching my hand
Rauw stood up looking everywhere but Benito’s face seeing those eyes would kill him more than anything right now.
Benito stifled a laugh unfazed by his sudden coldness he’s used to it by now, Rauw’s walls, he never confronted him about it until now.
“Estás cagao”
"Are you scared shitless?"
Benito got up pulling up his boxers and made his way around the semi circle bed stopping about 3 feet from him still in just his boxers.
¿Te da cosa descubrir que eres gay?"
"Are you scared to find out you're gay?"
He didn’t stop there
Rauws Jaw was already tightening
“¿Un pato?”
“A queer”
He waited a bit before saying the one thing that he knew would affect him the most
“¿Un maricón?” He whispered and frowned mockingly
“A faggot?”
That sent Rauw over the rail and he snapped “CÁLLATE, CABRÓN!”
“shut up asshole”
He stepped in front of him angrily significantly closing the distance between them it didn’t help that Benito was a significant 3 inches taller than him forcing him to look up into his eyes Rauw went on but Benito just had that stupid smirk that was enough to send him over the edge every time and just like Benito expected it did but not like how he expected.
Rauw roughly put on his clothes and gathered his things, throwing them carelessly into his duffel bag not even a glance at his secret lover.
Benito didn’t intervene, didn’t even dare to speak up, he knew he went too far, a very rare feeling for him considering he was just so cocky 2 minutes ago his eyes never left Rauw’s face. He wanted nothing more than their eyes to finally meet.
When Rauw finished he stormed out, The door slamming hard enough to rattle the frame.
Benito stood there for a long moment, staring at the wood grain. He ran a hand over his face and let out a breath sitting back on the bed that still had his intoxicating smell on it.
"Bueno," he muttered to himself.
He found his sweatpants on the floor, and pulled them up. He sat down on the bed, his hand hooked on his wrist behind his head. The only evidence of Rauw’s presence was his cologne that was absorbed through the sheets and as Benito was reaching for his phone.
The knock came.
Three taps. Quiet. Hesitant.
Benito's hand stopped mid-air. He looked at the door. Counted to three, then opened it.
Rauw stood there in the hallway, shirt on but untucked, jeans half-buttoned. His eyes were red-rimmed and he had his arms crossed tight over his chest like he was holding himself together.
He didn't meet Benito's eyes.
"Olvidé mi cargador," he said, voice rough.
Forgot my charger
Benito stepped aside without a word.
Rauw walked past him, the familiar scent of his cologne trailing behind. He went straight to the nightstand, unplugged the charger, and wrapped the cord around itself in his hand.
He stood there. Fingers tightening around the cable.
Benito leaned against the doorframe, arms loose, watching. Not pushing. Just... there.
The silence stretched. Rauw's shoulders went up and down once, twice.
"Te puedes quedar," Benito said quietly. "Si quieres."
You can stay. If you want.
Rauw's hand stopped moving. He didn't turn around.
"...No sé si puedo," he said, barely above a whisper.
I don't know if can
Rauw stood up and paused for a long moment. The charger was wrapped around his hand, his knuckles white. He still hadn't looked at Benito.
Benito waited. Didn't move. Didn't speak.
Then Rauw took a step toward the bed. Not toward the door, Not toward his shoes.
He sat down on the edge of the mattress, back to Benito, head hanging forward. The charger slipped from his fingers and landed on the floor with a soft thud.
Benito pushed off the doorframe slowly, crossed the room, and sat down next to him. Close enough that their shoulders almost touched. He didn't reach out. Didn't say a word.
The room was quiet except for the hum of the AC.
Rauw's breathing was uneven. His hands were gripping the edge of the mattress like it was the only thing keeping him anchored because it was.
Then, he tilted his head just slightly almost unnoticeably toward Benito.
But he did as Benito noticed every small thing about him
Like how he normally eats all his food in a hurry, like someone’s gonna take his plate but when he really likes something he’ll take his time. Or how his hands hover before they touch him.
Every time before he puts a hand on Benito's shoulder, before he reaches for something across the table, his hand pauses in the air for half a second — like he's still deciding if he's allowed.
Or when Rauw picks at the label of his beer bottle until it comes off in one piece. Every single time. If it tears, he gets quiet and starts over on a new bottle. Benito's found little curled labels on the floor, the coffee table, the nightstand, or out in his yard and label-less bottles it drives him insane.
Benito turned to look at him. Rauw's eyes were still fixed on the floor, but his jaw had loosened. Just by a fraction.
Benito lifted his hand slowly, giving Rauw every chance to pull away, and let his fingers brush against Rauw's. A question.
Rauw didn't pull away.
His fingers uncurled from the mattress. One by one. Until his hand was open.
Benito laced both their fingers together gently.
Rauw's breath hitched. But he held on.
The a comfortable silence settled over them.
Rauw's hand stayed in Benito's, fingers intertwined, neither of them squeezing too tight. Just holding. Testing the weight of it how natural it felt.
Minutes passed. The AC hummed. A car drove by outside. Golden hour from the window casting a warm glow over their faces.
Rauw cleared his throat
. "No sé qué hacer ahora," he said quietly.
“I don't know what to do now”.
Rauw's eyes followed Benito's thumb as he traced a slow circle on the back of Rauw's hand.
"No tienes que hacer nada. Puedes quedarte aquí un rato. Irte. Lo que necesites."
"You don't have to do anything. You can stay here a while. Leave. Whatever you need."
Rauw was quiet for a long time. Then he turned his head finally and looked at Benito. His eyes were tired, a little red around the rim, Benito could tell the fight had drained him.
"Y si me quedo," Rauw said slowly, "qué pasa después?"
"And if I stay," "what happens after?"
Benito held his gaze. "Lo que tú quieras que pase."
"Whatever you want to happen."
Rauw searched his face for something, anything . A joke, a catch, a way out.
He didn't find one
He looked down at their connected hands again, and Let out a breath that seemed to carry the weight of the whole night.
Then he shifted closer. Just a little. His shoulder now pressed against Benito's enough to notice.
Benito didn't move. Didn't push for more letting Rauw decide how close he wanted to be.
Rauw's eyes met Benito’s eyes then dropped to Benito's lips.
Benito's breath caught. He gently lifted his free hand slowly, palm open, and cupped the side of Rauw's face immediately Rauw leaned into the touch.
Benito took that as a sign and leaned in. Rauw's eyes fluttered shut.
The space between them disappeared, lips meeting again in that slow familiar dance neither of them ever left, hands still intertwined on the bed Rauw's other hand moved to Benito’s face
They pulled back to look each other in the eyes.
Rauw's breath was shallow, his lips parted, and Benito could see the war with himself still flickering behind his eyes, a part of him that resented this side of himself but the other didn’t want to go, the part of him that knew that the charger was just a shitty excuse to come back.
Benito closed the distance again, slower this time, giving Rauw every chance to turn away.
As soon as their mouths met, Benito's hand slid from his face into his hair, fingers curling at the nape of his neck. Rauw let out a sound small, almost pained and his hand found Benito's chest, palm flat against his quickening heartbeat.
The kiss deepened. Rauw's tongue found Benito's, tentative at first, then more certain when Benito answered with a low hum of approval. Rauw's other hand came up to grip Benito's shoulder, fingers digging into the muscle like he needed something to ground him.
Benito pulled back, forehead resting against Rauw's. Out of breath.
"Dime qué quieres," he murmured.
Tell me what you want.
Rauw didn’t respond, he just kissed him again showing him instead, and this time there was no hesitation.
Rauw's back met the mattress, Benito following him down, their bodies fitting against each other perfectly.
The bed creaked beneath them, the metal frame groaning in protest a sound that would only get louder as Benito's mouth traveled from Rauw's lips to his jaw, down the path of his throat. Rauw's head fell back, eyes fluttering shut, his hands finding Benito's shoulders, his back, the waistband of his sweatpants. He tugged, impatient, and Benito laughed against his collarbone, a low, warm sound that sent a shiver through Rauw.
Benito teased, breath hot against his skin.
"Tan rápido,"
So fast.
Rauw smirked and yanked harder, and Benito got the message.
Sweatpants came off, Boxers followed. The bottle of lube from earlier was still somewhere lost in the sheets, Rauw's hand patting the bed until he felt, he pressed it into Benito's palm.
Benito kissed on Rauw's neck and collar as a distraction as he quickly prepped him and slipped inside.
Rauw’s mouth fell open, his eyes heavy-lidded.
Benito straightened up, hands hooked under Rauw’s knees he looked at Rauw’s face how desperate he looked even with how much he swore he hated to be on the bottom, he smiled and lifted Rauw’s tank top up to show his chest before he began slowly thrusting.
Rauw’s dick bobbed with the thrust hitting his chest over and over again leaking pre-cum out the tip, Rauw a moaning mess, brows practically drawn together and then suddenly Benito wrapped his hand around him timing it with his thrust. His smile widened as he watched Rauw’s face twist with pleasure, occasionally squeezing at his tip.
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Benito watched the way Rauw's mouth hung open,
His dick was twitching, chasing Benito's hand even as he tried to play it cool, and Benito found it impossible not to lean down and kiss the corner of his mouth.
Rauw turned his face into it to capture his mouth. Benito felt him start to tighten around him. He quickened his thrusts, letting the pressure build, watched Rauw's eyes screw shut as he came with a deep groan against Benito's lips, Rauw’s release splattered up both their chest.
Benito followed a moment later, burying his face in Rauw's neck as he came inside him.
For a long moment, neither of them moved. Just the sound of their breathing filling the room.
Benito pulled out slowly and collapsed beside him, chest heaving. He turned his head to look at Rauw, his hair wet and some strands stuck to his forehead, lips parted, eyes half-lidded and staring at the ceiling like he was trying to process what just happened.
Benito reached over and brushed a strand of hair from his face.
Rauw caught his wrist. Not hard. Just held it there, fingers wrapped around Benito's arm, thumb pressing against his pulse point, trying to push him away again out of bad habit.
Then Rauw let go, turned on his side facing the door, and after a beat, reached back behind him. His hand found Benito's and pulled it over his waist.
Benito's breath caught, He waited curiously to see if he’ll pull back. When he didn't, Benito pressed a kiss to the back of Rauw’s shoulder and spoon up against him. chest pressed up to Rauw's spine, their fingers still laced together, enjoying the silent moment.
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NOTES
I HAD to get this out I’ve been so obsessed with writing gay relationships since i’m queer myself
My phone which is what I used to write battery is fucked up so I don’t use my phone often I’ll try to get to reqs out but is will be delayed a bit
I have to buy a new computer charger if I’m gonna be more active as is now it’s gonna take a bit.
I love feminine men so much boys look too good in dresses to not wear them often
