cw: minors fuck off . reader is straight and has never dated a woman before vi , vi is her gay awakening , roommate au , sa rescue , sweet girlfriend!vi , gentle smut , fingering , kissing , vi is a loser with zero strap game so she fingers , vi is shy , praise kink ? , confessing feelings . 2.5k words
The house you and Vi shared together wasnāt anything big. It was cramped but it was cozy. You both drew strict boundaries usually. You knew from the moment you met her that she was gay, howeverā¦ one thing that didnāt seem to rub Vi right was the fact, you were straight and you had guys over every other day.
It wasnāt even as if you had a committed relationship and you only slept with a singular guy. It was like every other night you got back home with another guy, and although Vi wanted to say something against itā she stopped herself remembering that you also did pay the bills besides her.
So the house was yours just as much as it was hers.
The problem wasnāt that you dated around a lot and all the men suspiciously smelled like theyād taken a showerā the problem was the sounds.
Headboard banging against the wall, and the muffled sounds of your moans that came through the thin walls Vi cursed at instead of you, her roommate who was making the sounds in the first placeā¦ because God did you sound so good when you moaned.
At first, the sound made her unintentionally rub herself through her clothes, other hand scrolling on her phone although she didnāt really care whatever she was scrolling by. The only thing she could focus on was the heavenly sounds you were making.
But thatās when her brain had to remind her, āsheās not yours, dude. Itās somebody else making her moan like that.ā
And the thought alone made Vi want to slam her face into the wall.
She sighed deeply, turning her phone off and tossing it to the side.
For some reason, it really pissed her off knowing it wasnāt her treating you right, making sure you had whatever you needed and wanted. Making sure you came nicely on her fingers and strap that she kept tucked away in her drawer, not having used it once since she got it.
Well, letās be honest.
Vi was pretty much a loser.
She didnāt have much game in getting women.
But that wasnāt because she wasnāt pretty or good looking.
It was because she just sucked at asking women out. How the hell was she supposed to do that without stammering and making a fool out of herself? She groaned and pulled the blanket over her head.
It didnāt help.
Your loud āoh fuck!ā made her want to kick your door down and demand the man left without his clothes. But she wouldnāt, obviously.
She was a loser, but she wasnāt an asshole.
You were always exceptionally pretty in Viās eyes and sheād hoped you were into girls until she met your boyfriend at that time. After you both had broken up, Vi had very enthusiastically suggested that you try your hand at dating women, but you turned her down rather politely.
Somehow, that night youād ended up falling asleep with your head on Viās lap, bingeing movies with her.
The memory of it made Vi blush the same color as her hair.
Vi grabbed her pillow and pressed it to both sides of her head, trying to drown out the sounds. The sound of creaking furniture intensified and then finally came to a halt.
Vi slowly lowered the pillow, jaw clenched so tight that her face hurt.
āWhy am I so affected?ā She thought. āI shouldnāt beā¦ but sheās soā¦ I need her to be mine in a way that it hurts seeing everyone else get to put a smile on her face when Iām just herā¦ roommate.ā
That night, Vi barely slept.
The next morning when she had walked out of the room she saw you leaning against the counter as you buttered a piece of toast carefully. You saw Vi by the corner of your eyes and offered a sweet smile.
Viās heart skipped a beat.
āHey, Iām sorry if we kept you up yesterday, Tylerās just so good.ā You put the buttering knife down, ācan you believe it? My dating life is finally getting back on its feet.ā
Vi smiled dryly, trying to appear as supportive as she could, āyeah ācourse. Happy for you.ā
Your eye smile flickered a little. āOh, Iām sorry, did we keep you up too late?ā
āNo, not at all,ā Vi lied quickly, āmājustā¦ a little stressed with college, thatās all.ā
āOh, alright. Let me know if I can help you in any way.ā
Fuck, why the hell were you so sweet to her when all she did was lounge around as your roommate and occasionally become your tissue box when you cried on her shoulder and soaked her sweatshirts.
āHey, Vi, can I ask you something?ā
Vi nodded, getting herself a bottle of water.
āWhatās up?ā
āUh, so Tyler is coming over this weekend and we decided that instead of eating out, I would cook and have a little date night at homeā¦ā you paused, then took a deep breath and asked, āis there any way you couldā yāknowā give us some privacy?ā
Vi nodded again, āyeah, sure. Let me know the timing, and Iāll be outta your way.ā
Considering how cool her voice was when she replied, her heart was beating so fast that she barely even breathed as she made herself some eggs. She couldnāt believe youād planned a date night with some guy who looked like he had bargained his way into planet earth.
Either way, Vi told herself to be happy for you.
But it didnāt last.
Not when Vi finally got back home that night and she heard the sounds. Not pleasured moans. Muffled voices.
āLet goāā
āHold still!ā
The sound of clothes rustling. Then the sound of something falling and breakingā maybe a lamp, maybe your bedside table clock.
Viās brows furrowed and she closed the door behind herself silently, walking down the hall as quietly as possible. She inched closer to the door.
āI came all the way here, not to just have you fucking giggle around and cuddleāā
āTylerā whatās gotten into you?! I told you, I donāt want toāā
SMACK!
The sound of hand against skin was so sharp it made Viās stomach twist uncomfortably. Before she could contemplate any further, she kicked the door open.
You were pinned to the bed, legs dangling off the edge of the bed with Tylerās hands pinning them above your head. Your eyes widened at the sight of her standing at the door.
āVi! Violet! Helpā please!ā
āQuiet!ā Tyler yelled.
āBack the fuck off!ā Vi yelled back, advancing towards him.
The sight of her bulging muscles was enough to scare Tylerās boner back down. He glanced at you, then back at Vi and quickly grabbed his jacket off the back of your study desk chair.
āGet the fuck lost.ā Vi called after him as he ran out the door like a scared little rat. She didnāt care to chase him, didnāt care to fight. She didnāt care about him actually, yeah every cell in her body itched for a fight but she knew that right now her first priority should be you.
āOh fuck,ā she knelt by your side, āare you okay? Hey, heyāā
You didnāt even know what to say, your eyes filled with tears and before you knew it you threw your arms around the other woman and sobbed against her shoulder.
āI got so scared, Viā¦ so fucking scaredā¦ I thoughtā I thought he was going toāā you couldnāt even bring yourself to say it aloud, you just cried harder.
āHey, shhhā¦ā Vi rubbed your back, trying to be as comforting and someone could be. āLetās get you some water and dress you up first okay? Itās chilly.ā
That night Vi didnāt leave your side. She stayed in your room because you asked her to and held you, mumbling to you about how everything was okay and Tyler was not coming back. Eventually, you finally let go of her shirt and let her get up for a minute.
āIām gonna get myself some water, do you want anything?ā She asked.
You looked up, eyes unsure, āI just wanna cuddleā¦ā
Viās facial expression softened at that and she nodded, āyeah, of course, we can cuddle.ā
Vi made you feel safe like no one else had before. You both spent the night talking endlessly about nothing specifically, and before you knew it you fell asleep with your head against Vi.
At first, Vi wrapped her arm around you naturally. Like she wasnāt side-hugging her crush. But then reality consumed her thoughts and she felt her face heat up.
āShit, sheās reallyā fuuuuck. I canāt fuck this up. She needs a friend more than anything right now. Feelings can wait.ā Vi thought, and she never pressurised you that night.
Instead, she simply held you.
Day by day, you and Vi got closer. You didnāt even realise when youād been hanging out more with her than any guy. At first you told yourself that maybe thatās because of the way Tyler had treated you but slowly you realised youād healed from that already. And the memory didnāt haunt you every night like it did initially.
The thought of Vi made you blush.
Your messy roommate who left a scent of cologne in your sheets whenever you both cuddled. Fuck, you were in love with her.
But would she ever see you as something more than a roommate? At best, youād been friends but you knew that Vi wasā¦ shy. So sheād never come right out and say it if she did like you like that and if someone were to make that approach, itād have to be you.
You didnāt mind.
On a random Saturday, you scooted closer to her. A movie played on the TV but even though Viās focus was there, yours was on her.
You looked overā she looked so hot, brows a little bit furrowed in concentration, maybe she was also biting the inside of her cheek, oh that perfect arc of her nose.
Vi was perfect. And youā¦ suddenly, you felt self conscious. You were just her roommate dressed in galaxy printed pajamas and hair up in a messy bunā¦ not exactly the kind of vibe you wanted when you were confessing your feelings to her.
āViolet,ā you hated how hoarse your voice sounded.
āMhm?ā She looked at you.
āI have something to tell you.ā
āGo ahead.ā
āI like you.ā You paused. Vi didnāt say anything. But you could see that she was blushing so you went on, āI have liked you for a while now and at first I thought thatās because you saved me that day when I almost gotā¦ touched.ā You swallowed thickly, ābut then I realised, I donāt like you for that, I have liked you for a while butā¦ I guess Iāve never really wanted to admit it to myself.ā
Viās lips parted, blue eyes twinkling with emotions, āo-oh.ā
For a second, you thought she would reject you but she just smiled and leaned her back against the couch.
āYāknow, thatās a little funny, Iāveā Iāve always liked you too.ā
āWait, really?ā
āYeah, youāre, like, Iāve always found you super cute and Iāve hated the jerks youāve been with.ā
That made both of you laugh.
āSo,ā you nervously met her eyes again, āI guess we kiss now?ā
Vi just smiled.
It was as if you were seeing her for the first time, suddenly all the scars on her face started becoming more and more prominent, but not in the way where you saw them and you thought they were ugly. You saw them and you realized there was just so much you didnāt know about her, and you wanted to spend the rest of your life knowing more about her.
She kissed you, she initiated it first. Her lips brushing against you, soft like cotton, months of longing crashing down all at once.
You moved. Your hand landed on her jaw, holding her there in place as you kissed her back. Vi climbed on top of you slightly, pinning you to the arm of the couch as she used her body weight as leverage to keep you in place.
But she wasnāt forcing you; you wanted this as well. Your arms wrapped around her, you brought her closer.
For a second, you both parted, breathing heavily, staring into each otherās eyes as if it was the first time you were seeing each other. Vi was the first one to break the silence. She said, āfuck, Iāve wanted this for so long.ā
You smiled, breaking into a little giggle. āYeah, I have too, and I hate that weāve stayed together, under the same roof, resisting each other, when we could have been doing this all along.ā
Vi leaned closer, her voice a whisper now. āI donāt care how long Iāve had to wait now that youāre mine.ā
Your eyes fluttered shut, letting her kiss you again. She pushed your loose shorts and panties to the side so she could run her fingers against your damp folds. You were soaked. A wet mess, all for Vi.
It made her smile into the kiss, pads of her fingers teasing your entrance before she slowly pushed them.
You moaned into the kiss, already clenching around her fingers before she even fucked you properly. Vi pulled away, nose still close enough to brush yours.
āOh, Viā¦ā
Your moans were adorable to her. Your eyes squeezed close as her fingers moved in your cunt, curling and twisting in all the ways she knew would have you cumming before you knew it.
āI fuck you better than them, donāt I?ā she asked, a jealous undertone in her soft loving voice.
āYou do, youāre alwaysā youāre good, youāre the best!ā
āThatās what I thought.ā
Vi curled her fingers, searching for your textured sweet spot, letting her tongue in your mouth again. You let her kiss you, drool slipping down the side of your face as well as hers as you trembled and held onto her clothes.
Viās other hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer, feeling the way your smaller body tucked against hers, pleasured by her fingers.
āCome on, baby, show me how pretty you can look when cumming.ā
āIā Vi, oh!ā
āYes, thatās it.ā
She kissed you again, swallowing all those filthy moans. You came on her fingers soon after, walls spasming around her intruding digits as slick ran down her palm.
Your eyes rolled back, tired and worn already. That made Vi chuckle, āexhausted? Already?ā
You playfully pushed at her chest, āIām not used toā¦ all this. Iāmā men Iāve been with didnāt really care thatāā
āShh,ā Vi pushed one of her soaked fingers against your lips, hushing you, ādonāt speak a word, baby, Iāll take care of everything from now on. Okay?ā
cw: minors fuck off . begging , blindfold , ties , not too big m sorry , suggestive at best with a lot of teasing , power dynamics reversing , service top! ellie reduced to being a bottom .
Thereās something fun about breaking a service top down into nothing but a naked, blindfolded little sex toy sitting on the floor in the middle of the room, hands tied back so sheās helpless.
Her breaths fall heavy, limbs trembling, as if the anticipation itself has her wetā it does. She hates how easily broken down all her dominance is, but sheās definitely not complaining because now that she canāt see you, or what youāre going to doā she has to fully rely on trust.
You walk around her, circling slowly like a predator analysing her prey. āYouāre so cute like this, Els.ā Ellie feels the nickname giving her the shivers, she canāt wait to be touched. You kneel on one knee and cup her breast.
The second you do so, Ellie shivers and leans closer, seeking the warmth of your hand.
Her body is cold, skin cool to the touch as her nipple perks upon contact like sheās been waiting for this her whole life. You smirk, youāre evil, and the idea of torturing her cute little boobs is too tempting, but you know sheāll like it.
So for nowā¦ you stick to teasing her.
Maybe, just maybe if you feel merciful, youāll let her cum, youāll let her hump your shoe like the desperate little thing she can be when sheās horny and unrelieved. Ellieās breath hitches as she focuses on the way your thumb circles her nipple, her body buzzing with energy.
āArenāt you the cutest, Ellie baby? Youāre trembling, oh my gosh.ā
Your words made her feel a sense of humiliation she hadnāt felt so far but something about that made her pussy feel more tingly.
āTouch me, please.ā She begs, voice cracking, āI need you so bad, I canāt do this, pleaseāā she tries to come closer, still on her knees, ātouch me, baby.ā
cw: minors fuck off . blowjob , dacryphilia , very disgusting , manhandling , spitting , cum swallowing , petnames like ādollā , slight objectification .
You canāt help desperately clinging on when he fucks your face.
Drool and snot runs down your face in a sticky mixture, your tears mix in soon after when you feel his member hitting the back of your throat. You scratch at his thighs, trying to show him that itās too much but one of his hands holds your hair so tightly you canāt angle your head away.
The other hand strokes your head gently.
āThatās it, my babydoll, you take daddy so well.ā
Your eyes are teary, bloodshot, lashes beading with tears as you suck Joelās cock, bobbing your head up and down. The hand holding your hair forces you to deepthroat his cock and you donāt even fight him anymore, letting the girthy length of it penetrate your already-sore throat.
The way your throat bulges slightly turns him on more than anything. The sight makes him cum, thick semen pouring down your throat steadily before the stream stems and he pulls himself out.
āOhhhh, fuck, baby. Let me see that pretty face,ā he tilts your face up, thumb hooked under your chin, and spits right in the cum mixed with saliva mess in your mouth. āBe a dear and swallow.ā
You obey, like a sweet fuckdoll, and smile with your trembling slightly swollen lips.
everytime iām playing as Jackson! ellie & i see this cutie patootie puppy dog smile, i just wanna zoom in and kiss her all over her face sheās so adorableenrjfjrke
TRIGGER WARNING ā graphic descriptions of violent fantasies, threats, murder mentions (screenshots included below).
i canāt believe i have to say this in the first place, and iāve been debating whether i should post these at all, but this has been going on for over a year now, and itās gotten to a point where i feel like i should address it.
ā these are some of the anonymous asks iāve received over that time. all of them contain violent fantasies & some even admit to murder. i already mentioned this when it first started happening, but i never shared the actual messages, because i didnāt want to give the person behind them the attention they were probably looking for, and because i sincerely hope that, at the end of the day, theyāre just trolling. also i thought that, considering it had been almost a year since iād gotten this type of ask, this anon finally got a fucking grip, but oh well.
i have no idea why iām the one receiving these/what their point is, but whether these asks are legit or made up to troll me, sending graphic confessions & fantasies to random strangers online is just insane behavior like?? iām a fanfiction writer on tumblr dot com. there is nothing about my blog that would make me an appropriate person to dump this on. in fact, there is no reasonable justification for sending messages like these to anyone online, ever, just because you have the opportunity to do so anonymously. i donāt want to turn off the anon feature because i still want those anons who know how to behave to have the chance to share their thoughts & requests. with the stuff i write, i understand why some of you would rather send requests anonymously, and i donāt want one person ruining that for everybody else.
tbh iām not sure what iām trying to accomplish with this post beyond making it clear that sending shit like this to random strangers on the internet is not normal, regardless of what youāre hoping to get out of it. iām only here to post my silly little fics. you donāt know me & messages like these are a pretty good reminder of why i prefer to keep it that way. i wasnāt even planning on posting this: as i said, some of these screenshots are almost a year old atp, and ignoring them was working for a while, but considering this anon is apparently still around & reading my blog, iām assuming theyāll see this too, so iāll end with a general psa: if youāre sending people stuff like this (real or not), being on anon does not make you impossible to identify, and if iām not the only person youāre sending it to, maybe take that into consideration.
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