#its probably shit

[juniperforgoten]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/83169326

I made a thing haigraf nation wake up ‼️‼️

[gideonnavsenormousbiceps]

every time a cybertruck breaks down an angel gets it's wings

[tilda-rothery]

Breaking away from Dovesso to attempt to write a Hicsqueak one-shot 🫣

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Her life, Hecate decides, is no different than that of a game of chess.

[thechaoticcherub]

I wrote a little something. I’m sorry I’ve been gone. Hopefully people enjoy this! Let me know if you want a continuation. 

Teach

Rating: Explicit

Cw: Innocence kink, light humiliation, rough blowjobs, dubcon

Word Count: 1,377

“I don’t understand,” You could barely hear your own voice, you spoke it so quietly. Kylo heard it though.  There was a crackle of energy that burst from his lightsaber as it ignited. Your body hummed. That was part of what you didn’t understand, what was this humming, jumpy feeling you got in your stomach, tingling through your chest when he did anything, when he looked at you, when he moved, when he ignited his saber.

“I told you to get on your knees-“

“Why?” You asked, interrupting him. Darkness crossed his face, even in the glowing of the red lightsaber you saw the shadow in his eyes. Interrupting him brought out more of that humming in your body, the way he glared at you made something tighten in your stomach. What could this possibly be? You still didn’t understand. The lightsaber should have scared you, the way his lip twitched, his eyes burned with rage, should have terrified you but no, you felt excited—was that it? Excited? For what?

“Isn’t that the proper way to greet your Supreme Leader? Knelt before me?” He growled. He was maskless, shockingly lovely to look at even in his anger, even with the sardonic expression on his face. You took a deep breath in,

“I’m not part of the first order, you can’t command-“

“I will command whoever I’d like, you nasty, little girl.” He stepped towards you, towering over you. Again, unbidden you felt that humming, tingling all through your belly, up into your chest, down your arms into your very fingertips. “Now, knees.” And with the word you felt your legs bend and you crashed to the floor, your legs locked, unable to move. Kylo took another step towards you, his hand reached out and he stroked your cheek, “This is a very flattering angle on you.” He said, his finger moved down to your chin and he tilted your face up. “Finally, we can get back to what I wanted you here for.” He said, he retracted the lightsaber and clipped it to his belt once again. Cool air and disappointment flooded through you.  Kylo’s gloved hand dropped from your face and he began to work at undoing his pants,

“I-I don’t understand!” You said again, your eyes flicking from his hands back up to his face. He snorted,

“I’m sick of this game.” He said. You stared up at him, your eyes wide, unsure. Kylo’s brow twitched, you watched as understanding seemed to dawn on him. You weren’t playing a game, you weren’t lying to him. “You don’t know what you’re here for? You don’t understand it?” He asked. You shook your head and he continued to undo his pants, “Shall I make it clear?” he asked. Before you could answer, you felt something, tingling and humming, this time in your most private places and this time it was very physical. Not just a feeling inside you of want, or excitement, instead a very real sensation, running along the the lips of your sex, stroking with intention that made you gasp. Confusion mixed with want and you stared up at him, your legs still locked in their position on the floor. Kylo had managed to get his pants undone now and was pushing them down. The persistent feeling didn’t let up or change as he moved but you knew, just knew that he was doing this. Doing it with the Force.

Embarrassment flooded through you, as you realized what a violation this was, how wrong what he was doing was. You were disgusted with yourself for wanting it, for being pleased by it. Kylo’s hand shot out and grabbed the back of your head as he pants came down and his cock, hard and big sprang free. You stared, you had known that men had different body parts than women but you hadn’t seen one in real life, you hadn’t imagined that it would make you feel like this. Excitement flushed your cheeks, the way he stroked your pussy with the force only added to the excitement and yet, you hated yourself for feeling like this. There was a lot you didn’t understand but you knew this was wrong.

“This is what you’re here for.” He said, “Open your mouth for me,” he instructed and against your better judgement you did. His cock pressed into your open and waiting lips and your brow furrowed. You had no idea what to do, so you just stared up at him, his cock in your mouth, nearly gagging you just like that. “Suck it,” he instructed. When you didn’t move,  he stared down at you.

“Are you an idiot?” He asked, pulling his cock away from you. The stroking of your sex with the Force stopped and you found yourself longing for it back. “You truly don’t know any of this, do you, girl?” he asked.  You shook your head. Kylo’s hand move from the back of your head down to your cheeks and he held your face in his hand. Thumb pressing into your cheek on one side, fingers on the other, squeezing your face. “It seems as though you need a teacher then, don’t you?” he asked, his voice dark, dangerous. “I can teach you.” He added, his eyes moving over your face, taking in your expression. “I can take every,” he thumb moved down from your cheek and ran across your lips, “tiny,” he pressed it into your mouth, you could taste the leather. “Bit,” he forced his thumb farther back into your mouth, pressing down. “of your innocence.” Kylo ripped his thumb from your mouth but still held your face steady in his hand, “And destroy it.” He straightened up and replaced his thumb with his cock. “Open your mouth, lick right around the head.” He instructed, his voice flat, almost bored but his cock was throbbing, hard. You did as you were told, you didn’t say anything but you wished he was still using the Force on your pussy.

“Get it wet, girl. You’ll be sorry if you don’t.” Kylo said as his hand moved back to your hair and gripped it hard. You tried to lick the head and down the shaft enough to get it nice and wet but you barely got all the way down when Kylo’s fist in your hair guided you back up and he plunged his cock into your mouth. No, it passed your mouth and went into your throat. You gagged and spit involuntarily filled your mouth and dripped onto his cock. Your body throbbed, even without the feeling of the Force stroking your most sensitive places, you felt as though you were humming. You wanted to be touched and as he grabbed you and forced his cock into your throat, you somehow wanted it more. Kylo pulled you up and down on his cock, doing most of the work and then he tugged you off of him. You shuddered and gasped a little, staring up at him plaintively, you watched him throw his head back to catch his breath, his face was beautiful, pale, with a freckle here and there, red lips, strong  nose. He was striking and you were in awe, you had never seen a man that looked like this. His hand gripped your hair even tighter, and you let out a gasp of pleasure and excitement. Again, you watched his face change, confusion, interest and finally, understanding,

“You like this, dont you?” he asked, his voice soft and dangerous. “You’re enjoying when I’m rough with you,” he mused. Your cheeks flushed, embarrassment washed over you again. Him knowing that you liked all of this was worse than realizing it yourself by so much.

“No-“ You tried to gasp, he shook her head by your hair.

“Don’t lie to me, girl.” He said, leaning over to be close to you. “You liked me using the Force on your cunt. You like having me shove my cock down your throat. You like the way I teach you.” He said. You let out a whine and looked away. “It’s okay. You don’t have to admit it yet. But you will.” He said, his free hand traced your cheek towards your lips again. “Shall we continue?”

[so-writing]

Sitting - Bill Skarsgard & Alex Hogh Andersen

Note: This was written for the wonderful @walkxthexmoon! It’s my first go at children so I'm not sure if the relationships between kid/sitter come off the right way but I gave it my best, ha. Enjoyish!

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This situation was definitely new, for a lack of better words, to Alex. 

Bill, however, was used to children. He’d grown up in a large family and had dealt with just about everything. 

“I’m trusting the two of you to look after my girls,” Gustaf quirked an eyebrow at Bill, “don’t let me down.” 

“Don’t worry, they’ll be fine.”  

Bill looked to Alex and he nodded weakly. He had little experience with children of any age so babysitting them overnight was definitely going to be an experience.

The two friends had agreed to watch over Gustaf’s daughters, Stella aged 4 and Klara aged 13, for a bit. Alex assumed he wouldn’t have to do much because they were Bill’s nieces and not his, but when he found out Bill would be gone nearly half the time, he began to panic. 

He might be able to handle a younger child but there was no way he knew how to interact with a teenager. According to Gustaf, Klara spent most of her time in her room listening to music as loud as she could and being irritable when she had to interact with anyone. 

Stella, on the other hand, was a little ball of joy. She was constantly smiling, laughing, and showing genuine curiosity about the world around her. Her infectious smile had Alex hooked, it was the reason he agreed to help Bill sit for Gustaf in the first place. 

“I’ll see you in a few days, keep my daughters alive, yeah?” 

*

“Ok, ladies and Alex, what should we have for dinner?” 

Bill rubbed his hands together as he stood in front of the stove with Alex holding Stella and Klara hanging back a bit behind them. 

“Can we order something? Your cooking sucks.”

Klara left the kitchen and dropped onto the couch, ignoring Bill’s frown and turning on the television. 

“No it does not. Alex, a little help?”

Alex smiled sheepishly and set Stella down before joining Klara on the couch. 

“She’s got a point, man,” he gave Klara a quick wink, “it’s not great.”

She allowed a small giggle to escape her lips before settling back into her normal scowl and rolling her eyes.  

“Fine, we’ll order something. Anything to keep the grumpy princess from glaring so much her face stays that way.” 

“Bill,” Alex hopped up from the couch and went into the kitchen to get out of earshot of the girls, “don’t be a dick. She’s just a kid.”

“I’m not,” he raised his hands in defense and chuckled, “I promise I’m not. This is the only banter I can make happen with that kid. She’s like a stone. I’m kind of jealous you got her to laugh so soon after meeting her.” 

“What can I say? I’ve got a way with kids.”

*

“Wake up, I have to leave for this meeting ten minutes ago and Stella is going to need her breakfast soon. She’s already up and playing in the family room.”

Alex rubbed the sleep out of his eyes while Bill rambled through everything that needed done while he was gone. He showered and dressed quickly, leaving just enough time to get into the family room before Bill was running out the front door. 

“Ok, you’ve got to help me here,” Klara was laying on the couch messing with her phone and barely paying him any attention, “Klara I know nothing about children.” 

He got an actual laugh from her this time, “we need to make breakfast first because Stella is a bitch when she’s hungry and I’m an even bigger one.” 

Alex had no idea whether she was allowed to swear or not but he definitely did not want to butt heads so he went with it.

“Yeah, I’m a big bitch when I’m hungry too. Let’s make some breakfast!”

Klara and Alex made food while Stella played at Alex’s feet, occasionally pulling on his pant leg to get his attention. Alex tried his best to bond with Klara as he cracked self deprecating jokes while making sure he was giving plenty of attention to Stella. 

This is going well, Alex thought to himself, I’m actually doing this. 

The three of them feasted on the breakfast they’d made before retiring to the family area to figure out what was next for the day. Stella wanted to play outside while Klara insisted on spending the rest of the morning in her room by herself. 

“Does your dad normally let you do that?” 

“No, but you’re not him! You’re actually cool and you probably get it. People need their space sometimes.” 

She’d led him to a crossroads. He could continue being ‘cool’ and let her do what she wanted, or he could keep her in line with what Gustaf would do and potentially start a fight. He made a decision that married the two ideas and hoped it would work.

“You’re right, they do. But you said I’m cool right?”

“Yeah,” she dropped her voice and shook her head so that her hair covered her face, so?”

“So, you should hang with me and Stella and soak up my coolness.”

“Ugh,” Klara sighed dramatically before falling into the recliner, “I guess I could do that.” 

“Great! With our combined coolness, we can teach your little sister everything, yeah?”

*

Bill fumbled with his keys as he searched for the spare to Gustaf’s home. He was almost nervous to go inside and see how the girls were doing with Alex. He realized about two hours after he left that it was probably pretty dumb to leave his nieces with a man they’d never met before. As good of friends as they were, he had no idea if Alex was capable of taking care of kids or not.

He could just picture it, Stella was probably eating sugar straight out of the bag while Klara was kicking Alex as he lay on the floor in the fetal position begging her to stop. There was definitely something on fire and at least one of the toilets was clogged. The plants in the house were probably all dead and the family cat that barely came out had somehow escaped out the window and Gustaf would be furious about all of it.

Bill’s anxiety was mounting as he pushed the key in the lock and turned it, expecting to open the door to complete chaos. 

Instead, he heard nothing but the television and faint voices. Making his way deeper into the house, he realized that his expectations had been proven completely wrong. Alex was sitting in the recliner with Stella fast asleep in his lap as he and Klara, who lay on the floor with a pillow under her head, discussed the show on TV. 

“Dwight is definitely my favorite character,” she whispered, “he’s so weird but, like, completely independent. It’s interesting.” 

“Hey guys,” Bill quietly interrupted their conversation, “how was your day? Was Alex on his best behavior?”

“I think I did ok,” Alex smiled and summoned to the passed out Stella laying on him, “what do you think, Klara?” 

“He doesn’t have great taste in ‘The Office” characters, but he’s fine I guess.” 

They smiled at each other and she jumped up to give him some handshake they’d probably made up that day, both taking care not the bother sleeping Stella.

“So you wouldn’t mind if Alex came over again?” 

“Nah,” Klara ruffled her hair and covered her eyes with her bangs, “he can come back.”

“Wow,” Bill sighed, “I can’t believe I’m not the favorite anymore. Uncool, Klara.”

He gave her a wink and she returned it with a small smile. 

They had done good, Gustaf would be pleased.

[luvleekaotix-imagines]

I have written 700+ words of Cal Kestis reader-insert nonsense. I will edit it when I get home from work and then post it.

Thanks for waiting.

[phoebebrxdgers]

Wait a min. How old are you?? I rmb you where like 18 or smth. Isnt My Chemical Romance kinda old??

emo lives forever

[goldentruth813]

James S. (aged 8): "What's so great about Vic anyway? Why do you have a crush on her? What's so great about boobs huh?"

Teddy: "When you're older you'll understand."

James S. (aged 18): *checks out Teddy at every possible opportunity*

"No Teddy, I still don't like boobs."

*winks*