#mean james

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may I pretty please (with a cherry a top) get the nastiest & most feral jegulus, with mean, rough, dom james? & then a sprinkling super sweet after care?

damn okay, we all want mean James now...

(warning: this is borderline abusive levels of choking but i promise its all consensual)

four, five six. breathe, seven, eight, nine, breathe. again. one, two, three.

Regulus was counting. it was the only way he could keep up with the brutal pace of James' thrust into his mouth, pushing past his tongue, down his throat, making him gag every time he went in. James liked the sound of Regulus choking, he took every opportunity to make him struggle to breathe.

more than once has James held a pillow over his face while fucking him just to hear him gasping for air when he removed it.

it's the fear that does it for him, the acknowledgment that if James really wanted to he could kill Regulus. and Regulus loved having his life on the line, he liked the risk, liked the adrenaline rush. like how his heart was pumping as fast as James' thrust.

and it was more too, how he held on to his neck, pulled him up, told him just how fucking pathetic it was that he gets off on being treated like a doll. hisses out such vitreal and hate,

stupid bitch, useless cunt, needy whore and ao much more, it made his mind hazy, how he would bite his neck until it bled. covered his mouth when he cried. it always made him come so fast.

it was all so good but the after was the best part, when Regulus was shking, cold and oversensitive and James would wrap him up in a blanket and hung him close. keep from touching his skin but never letting there be a moment of silence, not when he had so much praise to give.

you did good baby, the best, absolutely perfect my love

a mug of tea and a warm bath, cleaning up all his injuries and kissing the bruises on his neck. resting his head on Regulus chest and letting him play with his hair as they talking about their days, slowly letting their voices lull them to sleep

[not-so-stranger]

I love you for asking zeel about mean James

ugh, i love someone who can be vicious & rough just to turn around & give princess treatment 🤤 idk what it is. like yes, fuck me hard & put me in my place, but kiss my forehead & play with my hair after

[usedsweatersandcigarettes]

jegulus but they never actually dated. jegulus but they were both so resentful of the other that it consumed them. they were quidditch rivals, they were classmates, they were both in the slug club, where they'd sit across from each other eyes trained on mouths and throats wishing they were tasting poison. they hated each other so much that the only thing that could sedate them was tearing at the other's flesh. eyes that would not rest until they were met with the other's, matched in hatefire, a silent promise

i will always find you.

[awkwardedgygirl]

Voices Chapter 2

Hi! Ok so remember that soulmate AU I wrote for Valentines Day? Then I also wrote part 2 from Lance’s point of view? Well I wrote chapter 2 from Keith POV and here it is! It is dark but I kinda love it? There is major bullying but no like super bad derogatory words because those make me uncomfortable and I have no right saying them you know? Any way I hope you enjoy and If you need to catch up you can find both stories on my Ao3 called AwkwardWriting. Thanks enjoy!

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Lance stayed all weekend. They spent it playing video games and eating very unhealthy food that Keith was going to work off once Lance left, not that he ever wanted him too.

On Sunday morning Lance is getting ready to leave and Keith notices his hands shaking as he folds his clothes. Keith walks over and grabs his hands.

“Lance?” He won’t look at him.

“Lance please look at me.” Keith says again and Lance makes eye contact but looks away quickly.

Keith wants to grab Lance’s face but doesn’t want to freak him out, “Tell me what is wrong Lance. Please?”

Lance shrugs, “It’s just, I am going to miss you.”

Keith forgets about not freaking him out and pulls Lance into a hug, “I’ll miss you too Lance.”

Lance wraps his arms around Keith’s waist and doesn’t say anything. Keith really wished he could hear his thoughts right now.

“I have something for you.” Keith says letting Lance go and walking across the room. Keith watches Lance curl in on himself wrapping his arms around his torso. Keith comes back quickly with a little box. He gives him the box which causes a puzzled look on his face. Keith nods and watches Lance unwrap it to see, a key.

“So you don’t have to break into my apartment anymore.” Keith runs his hand through his hair nervously, “Do you like it?”

Lance smiles wrapping his fist around the key and holding it to his chest, “I love it thank you.”

“Just know,” Keith grabs Lance’s hand again, “You can come back. Anytime. I will be here.”

This time Lance is the one to pull Keith into a hug, “Thank you Keith, for everything.”

Keith pulls Lance tight, “Of course.”

They hold on for just a little longer but it is time for Lance to go, “I’ll let you know when I get home, you know,” Lance points to his head, “In here.” 

Keith smiles, “Can’t wait.”

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It is night time by the time Keith hears, I’m home

Keith smiles, “Good. How far away do you live?”

Like six hours by bus.

Keith stands up a little straighter, “Wait by bus? I could have taken you if you didn’t have a car.”

No no that’s okay. Lance sounded rushed, I don’t mind the bus really 

Keith sighed, “Ok but next time I am driving you home.”

A beat of silence, Well I have to go to bed now. Talk tomorrow?

Keith feels like he is missing something but decides not to push it, “Yeah okay good night Lance.”

Good night Keith.

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KEITH

Keith sits bolt-right out of bed, “What what happened?”

THEY’RE BACK

“What? Whose back?”

KEITH WAKE UP AND FOCUS MCR IS BACK!”

“What?” Keith grabs his laptop to check, “HOLY SHIT THEY ARE BACK!”

THAT IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN SAYING

“HOLY SHIT THIS IS AWESOME.” Keith is yelling now too.

I KNOW WE GOTTA GO SEE THEM WHEN THEY GO ON TOUR

“Don’t worry we will. I gotta go get their merch at hot topic.”

Ugh you are such and emo.

“Hey so are you!”

Yes but I hide it so well.

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Lance and Keith continue with their routine of talking every day and skyping at night. Occasionally Keith will hear Lance’s negative thinking in his head and always responds right away to debunk it. Lance doesn’t say anything about it but Keith can tell he appreciates it.

Keith is getting ready for his nightly video chat with Lance when he hears him, Hey Keith I can’t video chat tonight I am sorry.

Keith feels his heart drop, “Oh, why?”

A pause, Uh, my computer isn’t working so I can’t sorry.

Keith shrugs, “It’s ok, I know you would if you could.”

A very faint yeah is all Keith hears

“So how long do you think your computer will be busted?”

Like two weeks at most.

“Well that’s okay hope you can get it fixed.”

Me too.

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Keith is going crazy not being able to see Lance. He misses seeing when he laughs and his eyes and just him okay.

Which is why Keith decides to do something reckless. He is off work for a few days and decides to drive up and surprise Lance in his hometown. Lance did it for him and it was the greatest thing to ever happen to him and he knows Lance would appreciate it. He packs a small bag and makes reservations at the local hotel and begins his drive to Lance. He keeps the conversation going as normal as he can to not give anything away.

After a very long drive he arrives in Lance's hometown in Oklahoma and stops on the way to pick up some flowers he know Lance will like. He pulls up to Lance’s school that seems to be letting out.

He sees Lance walking out and he doesn’t notice Keith right away but seems to be looking around. A group of guys walk up behind him and Keith figures they are his friends. He watches one of them grab Lance and another-

Keith drops the flowers and runs toward the group. He pushes a guy to the side and sees Lance laying on the ground seeming unconscious. Keith sees red.

He grabs the guy who punched Lance, “What the fuck man let me go!” The guy in his arms shouts.

Keith is furious, he pushes him to the ground, “Nobody hurts Lance.”

The guy scoffs and stands up brushing himself off, “See that is where we differ. Now move out of my way.” He tries to push Keith out of the way.

Keith blocks him, “Get the fuck out of here.”

James raises an eyebrow and scoffs, “Oh I know! You must be his soulmate.”

Keith crosses his arms, he hears Lance groan, good, “Yeah I am.”

James gives Keith the once over, “Guess loser down there was right.”

Keith grabs James by the collar of his jacket, his friend move closer but James raises his hand to back them up.

Keith is furious, “If you ever go near Lance again you will wish you had never been born got it?” Keith lets go.

James straightens his jacket, “Whatever.” He looks to Lance who is still on the ground but his eyes have opened, “See you around.” Then the group leaves all laughing.

Keith gets down on the ground, “Lance are you okay?”

“Ribs hurt.” He mumbles

Keith looks Lance over and notices some cuts and bruises, “Come on, I still need to check in at the hotel. He picks Lance up off the ground and carries him over to his bike. He somehow gets him sitting while still holding onto him and gets starts driving.

Once there Keith checks in and takes Lance upstairs, “Where does it hurt?” Keith asks calmly.

Lance points to his ribs and Keith asks if he can take off his shirt and Lance gives a curt nod wincing when he has to lift his arms. When the shirt is off it makes Keith is angry all over again. Not only is there a new bruise forming from today but there seems to be bruises healing from other incidences and even some scars. Keith looks at Lance face and sees a remainder of a black eye, “You computer wasn’t broken was it?”

Lance shakes his head.

Keith does the best he can cleaning Lance up, Lance says nothing.

“You wanna go down to the pool?” It might help?”

Lance shakes his head.

“Come on Lance you love swimming please talk to me.”

At that Lance looks up, “What are you doing here?”

“Well I missed and seeing your face and-”

Lance stands up, “So what you just show up unannounced?” Lance yells.

“Yeah you did it to me? I thought you would like the surprise?”

Lance crosses his arms, “That’s different.”

“Why?” Keith questions.

“Well you have your own apartment and a job and-”

“Nobody is beating me up?” Keith cuts in.

Lance curls in on himself again, this time falling to the floor, “I didn’t want you to know about him.”

Keith sits down next to him, “Why?”

“Because,” Lance wraps his arms around his legs closing in on himself, “I didn’t want him to ruin this too.”

Keith sits down next to Lance on the floor, “He wouldn’t have ruined anything.”

Lance scoffs and stands up, “Yeah right. I have known James my whole life. You don’t know him like I do.”

Keith gets up standing taller than Lance, “I don’t care how long you have known him and I don’t care what he has said or done. I am here for you Lance and now that I know I am never leaving.”

Lance rolls his eyes, “Yeah sure.”

But Keith means it.

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regulus having a fantasy of being used and controlled, james calling the shots and watching, barty being in love with reg and taking his chance, evan going feral over james and including him, regulus coming undone multiple times over being used, controlled, watched, withheld... yum, spit in my mouth.

yeah its not a fantasy....

Barty is in between Regulus legs, both of them hand tied behind their back. Barty's struggling to breathe but Regulus taste so fucking good he happy dying her.

Regulus with his sensitive clit crying because James has moved Barty in an hour and its hurts, it hurts so good he just keeps getting wetter and wetter. doesn't help James is focused on dry humping Eavn into the wall right next to the bed.

Evan's hands are all over James inside his pants, kissing his neck gasping when James rub his thighs futhrr between his legs. he smiles a Regulus and he whispers at James and James laughing, kisses Evan and pulls away just enough to push Evan to his knees.

James keeps a hand on the wall he slowly begins to fuck into Evan pretty mouth. and James is moaning so loud that Regulus forgets Barty is in the middle of tongue fucking him and James notices.

'Barty, are you any good at eating that cunt of his. i can't here him crying you useless fuck. either try harder i'll pull you off of him.'

and Barty's effort return in full force, Regulus doesn't even have time to feel bad about his tongue that was probably tired. Regulus let's these pathetic sounds but it clearly isn't enough for James.

'fuck off Barty, can't a single thing right.'

he pushes Barty off and his lips are and his face wet. he's dazed but he still begging to be given another chance, I can do better i promise I promise just please let me try again but James like to be cruel to Barty.

'no gotta make sure my gets the best dick, and you're doesn't cut Crouch. come here and finish what Evan started as an apology.'

and Regulus is confused when Barty crawls over to James mouth open waiting. Regulus doesn't get much of a chance to wonder where Evan is until Regulus is causing in surprise when Evan hard is being pushed inside. fuck fuck fuck

' so tight Regulus, didn't Barty not do his job.'

and it's so different from before because now Regulus is moving to fuck himself off om Evan.

'Evan put on a good show for me.'

and Regulus is being turned on his knees, Evan's hands holding on to his binds like its a handle as he fucks himself into Regulus. he remember after the second time he came.

Barty, Evan, Evan, Barty. Never James just his mean smile and his hands squishing his lips to force to swallow his spit when ever he pleased, like a good little doll, his perfect little doll.

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aj's out here claiming hate fucking moonchaser would include James being careful of Remus joints,

and i'll tell you exactly what i told them,

hate fucking is James forcing Remus to his knees when he's been complaining about the pain all day and shoving his dick in Remus mouth so he doesn't have to hear him anymore

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jarty *I whisper quietly*

ah those fucks, i swear i don't see them enough...

James pulling Barty by the collar of his shirt into a kiss before pushing him to to ground, making sure to press his shoe on the his shirt hard enough to leave a footprint.

Barty eye glazed, drooling when James orders him to undo his pants with his teeth and mouthing at his covered dick just to prove how desperately he needs James

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more mean James 🙇🏻‍♂️

mean James + loser Peter = ughhhh

(yall should know a sleeping Remus is always going to include somno)

his camera is focused on Sirius, the way he was thrusting into a sleeping Remus, how he's curled close, each one of his thrusts slow but shallow as if he hadn’t opened Remus up.

it wasn't the only angle he had available to him but it was the best one, giving him a perfect view of Sirius' cock sliding in and out of his boyfriend's ass.

'who would've guessed this was your secret hidding place wormy.'

James voice caused him to jump, quickly raising both his hands up, caught.

'the hell are you doing here James?'

'following my best friend who just so happened to be watching my other best friend fuck his sleeping boyfriend who also happens to be my best friend.'

Peter stared at James who was smiling at him teasingly.

'kinda pathetic don't you think. jerking off to your friends. you jealous of moony, Peter. wished it was you getting fucked by pads.'

Peter could stop his nose from twitching, watched caused James amusement to grow.

'fuck sake, you want fuck moony don't you?'

James laughed loudly mocking. he took those few steps forward and took hold of Peter's dick, tugging at it a little causing Peter to hiss. James didn't remove his hand.

'tell me you joking, prick like that, not awake would Remus know you're fucking him.'

Peter glared up at James whose smile was growing as began to add pressure to his dick.

'guess you'll just have to settle for this right, lucky enough to get this much with a useless cock like that. i'd be doing you a favor really.'

Peter had the urge to knock him down. put on his knee and show him what a useless cock was.

'come Peter, be a good boy and do as you're told.'

oh now he was gonna get it.