#void stiles x reader

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[yiyanthegreat]

I apologize if the requests I do are a bit short. There are just so many now and I need to get to all of them lol. They'll be posted this weekend :)

[yiyanthegreat]

Just wondering no pressure! But will you be doing the remaining kinkmas/kinktober prompts?

Yup. I’ll do them eventually, but they’ll just be posted as regular oneshots and not labled as kinkmas/kinktober 🙂❤️

[yiyanthegreat]

Kinkmas Day 1 - Creampie

Void Stiles Stilinski x f!Reader

warnings/notes: unprotected piv, biting, nippleplay, creampie, kissing, spit, orgasms, pinching, yada yada

It wasn’t every day that the Nogitsune came to visit you. Oftentimes he would appear unannounced in the midst of night, no sign of him ever entering your room. But he was there. It was hard to not notice he was there. His aura was heavy and his scent was like decay. Of course he was there.

You spun around in your chair to face him, eyes landing upon his ghastly face. That poor boy’s body he was using as a host looked sickly. Too pale with a rigid frame and hardly any meat on his bones. Void smirked at you, letting himself sit on your bed. He was here for one reason, like always.

He reached over and grabbed your arm to pull you closer, the wheels on the chair gliding towards him. You found yourself positioning your body onto his lap, his cold hands holding you upright. Void kicked the chair away and rubbed his hands up and down your waist. Goosebumps rose from your skin under the thin tank-top you wore, his hands creeping under the fabric and lifting the shirt up.

You had your arms thrown around his neck, fingers laced together behind his head. He grabbed your arms and raised them above your own head, allowing your top to be easily slid off. The article of clothing was discarded quickly. He chuckled softly at the sight of your hardened nipples, icy thumbs rubbing over the little nubs. A moan left your mouth and it prompted him to go further.

He flipped you so that you were lying on the bed. Void’s tongue came out to lick at one nipple before he pulled it between his teeth. You cried out in pain as he held your arms down against the mattress. He pressed a kiss to the swollen little thing before moving on to the next one and repeating his actions. While you squirmed as he nibbled on your nipple, he brought his free hand up and pinched your other one. The pain was there but it was quickly gone, and you realized he was taking it from you.

Veins so dark that they could be black traveled up his forearms as he pinched harder. A tingling sensation arose from your chest and another moan escaped from behind your lips. Void pulled his hand away from your nipple and shoved it in your pants, fingers worming under your panties and peeling apart your pussy lips. He pressed his mouth to yours, kissing you with an unusual tenderness.

Dragging your sleep shorts off of your legs, he spread them apart and spat. A wad of saliva dripped onto your cunt from his lips and he used his fingers to spread it around. He dragged his middle finger down to yours hole, pushing it inside. The stretch was mild, hardly anything good yet, but when he dug his thumb-nail into your clit you screamed in pain.

Void snorted, adding another finger—his ring finger—and slowly preparing you to take his cock. The first time the two of you ever had sex, he didn’t care if he hurt you or not, for he could just take the pain. Though, after you yelled at him for just shoving right in and being careless, he’s been more gentle for your sake.

His jeans were unzipped and tugged down along with his boxers, allowing his thick hard cock to spring out. The Nogitsune held your legs open as he lined up with your entrance. Your eyes were trained on his face, his solemn, cold face. His arms rested on either side of your head, propping himself up. He dipped his head down to kiss you again, forcing his tongue in your mouth as he snapped his hips into yours. You cried out but it was swallowed by him.

Your walls stretched open to accommodate his size, a shiver running down your spine at the cold feeling of his dick. When he pulled back to thrust into you, you gripped onto his shoulders for support, nails digging into his pale flesh through the thin shirt he wore. He retracted his tongue back into his mouth when he thought you might need air, and you really did.

As you gulped in oxygen into your lungs, it was interrupted by a moan. Void rubbed your clit simultaneously with the thrusting of his hips. He was letting out soft grunts here and there, and you swore you even saw him bite his lip. You moved your hands to rest in his hair. It was slightly oily to the touch, likely because his vessel wasn’t able to shower in a while. His pace sped up and got deeper, the head of his cock brushing your cervix nicely.

The Nogitsune clenched his jaw and pushed your legs over his shoulders. He was practically flicking your clit at an alarming rate, aiming to draw an orgasm out of you. As your moans got louder, so did his. He shut his eyes and growled lowly, the bed creaking slightly from the forceful movements. Void pulled your torso up to sink his teeth into your neck, and you knew why. His moans were muffled by your skin while warm seed filled your pussy. With a final pinch of his thumb and index finger, your juices released around his cock, back arching and pushing your chest into his.

He was still slowly moving, drawing out both of your highs. His lips disconnected from your neck, leaving a red mark in their wake. You looked down to see a ring of white at the base of his cock and around your hole. Void huffed loudly, not bothering to pull out. He collapsed on top of you, nearly crushing you between the mattress. What you didn’t know was that there was a small, content smile plastered on his usually stone cold face.

Maybe, just maybe, the Nogitsune was beginning to catch real feelings for you.

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[yiyanthegreat]

do you ever want to do fluff? I live for fluff and smut. Thanks!

~ Fluff anon

Yes! I do fluff too :) Just send in a request when my inbox is open ❤️

[yiyanthegreat]

hi, i was wondering if u could write a void stiles x reader vampire au? it doesn’t have to be smut or anything long, i’m just desperate for vampire void fics 😅 thanks!

"Sucker for Pain"

vampire!Void Stiles x gn!Reader

warnings/notes: vampire void, stiles was a vampire and void possessed him, blood, biting, vampire things, stalking, sleep paralysis, you have a mom

You've been feeling... different lately. Not in the day, but at night. When the sun sets, an eerie feeling washes over you, especially when home alone. It's almost like someone-- no-- something is watching you. Your parents call you paranoid, even when you beg them not to take nightshifts or go out late.

It's hard for you to sleep. Even with the lights on to comfort you, you still need to have somebody come check on you before bed. It felt childish and you felt guilty having to bother your parents like that. Sometimes, you would wake up in a cold sweat, goosebumps already rising on your skin as if your mind could sense a danger you couldn't see. Your room would get unusually cold, and you swore objects would be moved around without you touching them.

It got to the point where you had nightmares. Horrible dreams of something watching you as you slept, and no matter how hard you tried to wake up, you sunk further into that inescapable void. You tried everything you could to ease your nerves; warm milk before bed, sleeping with a stuffed animal, melatonin, hell-- even lullabies.

Then came the sleep paralysis. One unfortunate night, you climbed into bed, pulling the covers over your chest and hoping you would fall asleep without being tormented. You were still for a while, the sound of cars driving through your neighborhood being the only sound drowning out your gentle breathing. Sleep came and you eventually fell asleep, but that was cut short by the feeling of somebody sitting on the foot of your bed. Your eyes flew open and you tried to sit up, but it felt like your bones were replaced by cement.

What you could do was look around, and when your eyes drifted to the foot of the bed, your heart sunk. A man-- familiar looking-- was sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, a lazy smirk on his thin lips. You tried to shout but your mouth was glued shut, jaw not daring to move. He sensed your struggle and brought a finger up to his lips in a mocking silent motion. A hundred different things were going through your mind but the most important was "why is Stiles Stilinski in my room?"

He grabbed your ankle that was peeking out from under the blanket and his touch was surprisingly cold. You tried to move, the effort putting strain on your mind. As he climbed over you, your heartrate sped up, making you squeeze your eyes shut. His fingertips grazed your forehead, and you cracked your eyes back open to find him brushing a stray baby-hair away from your forehead. Shockingly, the action was somewhat tender. His eyes were dark like pits of tar, the lamp on your nightstand making them shine like black oil.

You knew Stiles from school, and the usually cheery, nerdy boy didn't usually look so pale. His cheeks looked hollowed, under-eyes sunken and purple. It didn't make sense to you why he was in your room. Maybe you were dreaming again, but it wasn't like he was hurting you or anything. It felt like an eternity until he tore his gaze away from yours. It made you feel somewhat relieved. His eyes were like those of a predator, and you felt like the prey.

Like a doll, he grabbed you and propped you up to lean against the headboard of your bed. You wanted to shout but obviously couldn't. His eyes roamed over your body again, almost like he was hungry. Stiles reached out and grabbed your limp hand, lacing his icy fingers with yours. He felt the sweat coming from your palms and smiled at you.

What really made you nervous was when he pulled down the collar of your shirt to reveal your shoulder. He rubbed at the fleshy spot in a way hard enough to bruise.

It made you scream when he brought his mouth to that same spot, one hand supporting your back and the other holding your own. His fangs sunk into your flesh easily, blood gushing out like juices from a ripe fruit. You realized you could move now, and you tried to push him away, but he had you pinned. He moved the hand resting on your back to your head, forcing your face into his shoulder to muffle your noises of protest.

His tongue lapped up the crimson that spilled, hand gripping yours tight. You couldn't see it, but black veins traveled from your arm and into his, the pain in your shoulder turning into a dull ache. When he pulled away, his lips were shiny and plump, chin stained with your blood. You opened your mouth to scream but he covered it with his hand.

When your bedroom door flew open you expected your mom to start shouting at him, but you found yourself alone in your room with no sign of him. He was there and gone like smoke. You reached up to touch your neck, expecting to find a deep wound, but there was nothing. No scar, no graze, only a faint burning sensation. She looked at you and sighed. You sent her away, claiming you were fine and she reluctantly shut the door. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as a flood of emotions hit you. You threw your head onto the pillow in frustration, only to be pricked by something sharp. Reaching under the pillow, you hissed as that same thing pricked your thumb and made a droplet of blood come out. The pillow was lifted and thrown across the room in frustration.

It was a crumpled, withering rose. The only sign he was ever there.

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[yiyanthegreat]

ykw... to make up for a flopped kinktober im gonna move all the prompts i didnt do to kinkmas. merry christmas everybody

[yiyanthegreat]

okok i'm actually going to stop procrastinating now and start writing fics. comment or dm to be added to my taglist! (btw if u commented on the kinktober list to be tagged it doesn't apply to my reg taglist so you'll have to comment again)