𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

He's watching you.

Sleep paralysis demon Shigaraki x fem reader noncon smut

A/N: so I made a poll for me to work on switch fanfic the hangover smut or the sleep paralysis demon shiggy and y'all wanted the demon shiggy so hope y'all enjoy this one. This one was based on doja cat demon, parts of it.

Warnings: noncon + dead doves do not eat + oral(female) + breed & knots + reader has a mental breakdown please read this with cautious + tomura being a scummy pervert dick. + pissing + multiple orgasms.

You're unable to move as you stare intensely at the creature that always watches you.

Even since you brought this big old house in the forest, your family has told you, are you insane? To that, you just love the quiet woods, how beautiful it is when it's changing colors from the warmth of autumn to the chilly cold winter.

The creature stares back at you, tilting his head to the side as you watch it in a crouch position on the roof of your bedroom.

You can't help but stare at the black horns sitting on his head with pure white locks, both his hands and feets were covered in black gradient.

His skin was pale but was scarred everywhere. It always makes you flustered that this thing was naked. It has his penis dangling freely as he shows his pointy fangs with a sinister smile.

You blink a few times to see the creature vanish.

Each night was the same thing, you were taking a nice warm bath, cleaning your body.

The soapy foam was covering your body, you sigh softly. This was clearing your mind and not thinking about that demon creature thing.

As you rub your shoulder feeling relaxed, a chill runs down your spine as you feel sharp pointy fingertips touch your scalp down to your back.

You quickly turn around seeing nothing, there was no one here.

" what the fuck… " you turn away feeling your heart pounding in your chest.

" fucking stop doing that. "You scream out, you know this creature was messing with you.

Silence fills the room, this thing can smell your fear and he can taste how delicious it is when you're shivering like a leaf.

You quickly get out and start to dry yourself off, you hear laughter echo out in the house.

It's mocking you, you gulp your saliva as you fear that it is real.

You leave the room back to your bedroom as you change into something comfy.

Maybe a good, nice sleep will help you out.

Wearing a cozy plain shirt and shorts was enough for you, you crawl in your blanket as you sigh softly.

You are slowly falling asleep.

.

.

.

Your nose scrunched up as you pant heavily, why is it feeling hot in this room.

You cry out, arching your back up as you grab what feels to be hair near your crotch.

You blink a few times as your eyes wide as you look down, the long white hair covers your whole body, your shorts go missing and you see it feasting.

His long tongue licks up your clit back to your entrance, you feel his fingers sliding inside faster.

 You're sobbing from this, you stare back at his intense crimson eyes staring back at you.

He groan as he has smirk on his wet lips, he lean back down, using his tongue to fuck your insides.

You grip the sheets and his white hair, grinding his face, you noticed how his tail wags side to side. It's long and has a pointy end at his tip.

His arms wrap around your thighs pulling you roughly towards him as he begins to devour your sweet juices.

You scream out as you rise up breathing heavily…. You put a hand on your chest as you begin to pant.

Was that a dream, it felt so realistic… the look and the way he… you look down to see you wearing your shorts but notice it has wet stains and the sheets as well.

You sigh as you get up to change the cover and take a quick shower.

This has to stop, why… Why did he pick me out of anyone.. why?

You keep questioning it and question this creature, it has to be something that is so… abnormal.

Maybe it's the house that holds this creature hostage, maybe it's a ghost of a person.

The old owner did mention someone living here before you.

You sigh heavily, maybe you will never find out.

You get out to dry yourself, as you are lost in thoughts.

There was a whisper. " I can hear you. "It was soft and raspy near your ear as you quickly looked around.

There was nothing, it's driving you insane.

The fingertips dance on your skin as you run away, breathing heavily.

" stop… just fucking stop.. " you whisper out, the room is empty but you know it's listing to you.

It's a cat and mouse game to him, he is playing with you both physically and mentally.

" please… leave me alone. " you crouch down as you begin to rock as tears slide down.

" What do you WANT from me?!? " you scream out, blinking away the tears as you hug yourself.

You look crazy sitting on the floor talking to nothing but you know this creature is messing with you.

You hiccup heavily as you quietly get up and lay back down. It's nothing… it's all in my imagination you thought.

Your tired mind tries to fight to stay awake as you hold your blanket close, cover your body as if you were a child with a big mad monster.

You blink again to see him back in the same position on the ceiling, he starts crawling towards the center as he stands upside down.

He looks so intimidating with his lean muscular body as you stare paralyzed in fear.

You blink again as he disappears and reappears above you on all fours as he licks his lips.

" Did you miss me? " you blink again as he vanishes in thin air, you are struggling to move.

" did you enjoy me eating you out darling~? " your eyes move down to the edge of the bed as his claw-like hands rise upward as he moves up. 

The deep purring and growls send goosebumps all over your body.

He crawled towards you with that same smile, those eyes.

" I know you were excited when I ate your tight little pussy ~. " he traced his fingertips on your skin.

" can't wait until you taste the real thing. " he cheeky wink at you as you finally spoke.

" w-what do you mean? " he tilted his head back as he let out a deep dry laugh.

" ohh sweetie~. " his hand caress your face tenderly as he lean in and whisper.

" you can't handle this cock." He nips your ears.

" You'll be so cock drunk by it, you'll be begging for more~." As he leans away watching your facial reaction to this, you gulp harder.

His hands slide down the curve of your body as he rips the shorts off.

You scream at him to stop, you're crying out.

He roughly pulls your shirt up to reveal your bare chest.

" No bra? I see~ " he lean to give soft kisses to your right breast as he pitches and pull the other.

" stop… stop!! It hurts. " You cry out, push his head away but his free hand quickly pins both your wrists above your head as you moan out.

He ignores your pleas as he bites harshly on your nipples, he takes his time to give hickeys to each one.

You will look beautiful wearing it, he licks his lips as he growls at you.

His tail taps the sheet excitedly, you know he is getting off on this.

His fingertips slide down to your core as he groans lowly.

" Your body is being honest to me, I know~ " he add three fingers inside of you as he's being careful, sliding in and out fast.

" I know baby… be patient 'kay? You'll get your reward soon~ " he pants heavily as he goes inhuman speed no human can beat this, it feels like a machine.

You arched your back upward as you watch him cooing at you sweetly.

Wetness sliding down fast as the loud slick echo in your ears.

Your orgasm hits you like a train, toes curl in, your body starts to twitch as your eyes roll back.

You look possessive in that state but to him, you look like godness fallen from the heavens taken by a disgusting pervert demon like himself.

You didn't have time to enjoy your high as he removed his fingers quickly, he grabbed your thigh, pulling it towards him.

He throws your leg over his shoulder as he grabs his hard cock and roughly shoves it insides. You scream in pain as he purr sweetly, the tails wrapped around your thigh as he grinds a bit.

Letting you get the feel of his size, he pulled out fully as he rammed inside fast.

You can't control your moan, it doesn't sound like you, it sounds more animalistic.

You can feel he has these weird bumps, more glans at the tips as he growls heavily.

He begins to scratch your skins leaving behind red marks, you feel a hard ball at his base every time he slams deep.

" yeah~!! Take that fucking cock, you slut! " he growls more, your sweat runs down your skin, reddish hue covers your skin.

" please.. no more I-.. " you cry out, you gripping his arms as he slamming your cervix each time he thrusts.

The tail removes itself as it moves to your waist area, pulling your body upwards as he grabs your thighs to meet his heavy thrusts.

He was right, you can't handle this, it's getting too much. You roll your eyes back as you begin to piss on the bed sheets and his crotch area.

He purrs at this as he licks his lips, he continues shoving his thick cock inside your tight hole.

" see that~ " you blink at him with a heavy eyelid, you feel exhausted from two orgasms.

His hands touch your chest as it follows your belly, your eyes open wide as he caresses the large bugle.

" That's me~.." he groans out as he looks down at where you're connected, his meaty cock sliding in and out your wet sloppy pussy as he growls.

" fuck~!! You were made for this.. auhhh you want my knot? " he leaned in as there was excitement in his eyes.

" I never knotted a human, I usually eat them… but-.. " you blinked a few times, what does he mean by that???

" you're too pretty to eat…. well your juicy pussy on other hand. " He giggles airy as he makes some sick joke, playing with your locks.

" fuck~! best thing I ever tasted shit-.. you like that didn't you? " he tilts his head as he begins to smirk wide.

" Are you enjoying this? You sicko~. " he bites your neck harshly as he grinds his hips slowly.

" you can't wait until I knotted you? Make you full with my demonic babies inside. " He has the biggest smile you've ever seen, it is unsettling.

He leans away as he pushes your thighs to your chest, you're a babbling mess. Grabbed his arms tight you couldn't think straight by his cock bullying your cervix.

" Do you want it? Do you want me to knot and breed you like cumdump whore that you are?" You nodded your head fast as you're agreeing with this, a dump goofy smile on your face.

" awww the little human can't think of anything, I knew you'd get cock drunk by me~ " he groaned softly as he tightened his grip.

He pulls his cock out fully as he slams back inside faster, his hips in a circular motion as he stares lustfully.

" Are you ready? Ahhh fuck~ it's coming pretty. " he carass your cheek lovely as he groan out.

You can feel it at your entrance, you keep nodding your head, drooling sliding down, you about to hit an intense orgasm.

He bites your other side of the neck, the one that hasn't been marked.

You scream out loud, your body intense, twitching all over. You can feel more piss sliding down your sheets heavily. You hear a loud plop sound locking you together, the growls echo in your ears, feeling his hot thick cum filling you up.

You whimper as you grip his hair, his pelvis grinds your entrance as he begins to slow down.

He pant softly as you scrunch your nose at the heavy musky smell in the room.

Everything feels hot, you feel more exhausted by this.

You blink your eyes at him as he curls up your chest, his tail wraps around your leg as your bodies get tangled.

Your breathing calms down as you pull him close.

Maybe this isn't a bad idea as others think.

Getting dick down by a demon sounds hot, it was intense as you thought. 

You pet his messy white hair as you look at him, he begins to nip on your chest as he begins to grab it softly.

You hope this lasts longer, you don't want this to end.

He pulls away as he smiles at you.

" It's time to wake up. "

You blink again to see it is the bright morning again as you breath heavy.

" no… wait I want you back.. " you look around to see the empty room, you tilt your head downward with sadness.

As you pout out in a quiet room, you feel the chills again as you know his presents are near.

You start to smile thinking maybe he'll come back to your dreams again. You bite your lip as you feel the fingertips run down your throat.

You try to get up only to realize you're unable too.

You realize there are marks all over your body as you bite your lip hard.

You sigh softly as you lay back and enjoy the sleepless that take hold.

Come Down to the Black Sea IV

Summary: The sea seems to call to you, but it’s not the tumultuous clash of the waves you should fear. Something lurks deep beneath the black waters, something sinister with a piqued interest and ill intent.

Rating: Explicit

No real warnings in this chapter, surprisingly. A little bit of blood and mentions of depression, but nothing overtly terrible. If you’re new, please check out the previous parts for applicable warnings. 

PART I, PART II, PART III, AO3 MIRROR

TAGLIST: @lemonzoey, @babayaga67, @badtimechara, @prospekt-42 @krystalwithakay, @lunera-san, @jenorca​ (If you wish to be added or removed, please let me know, it’s very difficult to find everyone who wanted to be added on the older posts so I might have missed some and I apologize.)

It seems so lonely sometimes, the ocean.

The gentle push and shove of the waves, pulling at the sand as if to yank land into a reluctant embrace. The sea swallows anything you give to it, finding a home in her waters for whatever you might offer. She preserves our devastation and tragedy, collections of scattered bones and memories buried deep in a sepulchral graveyard of algae. Once picturesque ships now rusted and rotten along her depths that humanity once revered and has now left to rot. She leaves them relatively undisturbed, finding a home for her creatures instead, repurposing our disasters and death to bring new life inside of her.

You wonder, sometimes, if she gets lonely too. If perhaps that’s why she clings to the surface’s lost trinkets and breeds new growth in its stead. We offer only destruction, and she benevolently gives back life. Ying and yang. Water and land. Life and death. A forlorn balance.

She’s calm tonight. Tame waves tenderly caressing the side of the rock you’ve dubbed your new cathedra. It’s a mild night; soft winds and balmy. It’s mournful in a way you can’t describe, almost sad in nature despite the general pleasantness of the atmosphere. Like there’s something missing, something taken. Something it searches for but can’t find or replace. Something important replaced by dust and emptiness. An entire piece taken out of being.

Or perhaps you’re projecting your own emotions onto an inanimate entity.

It’s been building for some time- ashes still simmering beneath an extinguished fire. A dull ache in your chest that hollows in your throat during your weaker moments. A part of you that longs to reach out and grasp something that cannot be felt.

Humans aren’t islands. They weren’t meant to exist alone. Yet, for years, you’ve felt nothing but.

You can cry your sorrows to the water and dip your toes in the tides but even if she wanted to, the ocean cannot respond to your pleas. She can only listen, returning your confidence with small sea creatures that cross your path as if to soothe you. Occasionally a small school of fish you can barely see beneath the navy waves. Sometimes a small crab.

You’re left wondering why she saw fit to send Shigaraki. Perhaps her way of telling you to quit trauma-dumping.

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Silly Time

SO UH i finished it (: teehee

be kind as always as i was just having fun with it!! thank you for the love on the snippet of this... i hope you guys enjoy this silly thing!! Happy new year from me!!

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It was another sunny day in the Daycare. Kids were playing and screaming in delight as they ran around.

Sun was sitting with some quieter kids at the small table, where they all drew on some colored paper with crayons. He, too, was drawing along with them. It looked rather comical as he sat there, his legs bent like a frog would sit, and in his hand a tiny crayon as he doodled on the blue piece of paper he had gotten. Sun was enjoying his day until a tiny voice spoke up at the table.

"Uhm... Mister Sun?"

Sun looked up from his drawing, his faceplate doing a silly little spin and his grin soft. 

"Yes, little star Kris?" 

The little girl looked down at the crayon in her tiny hand before speaking again. "I was... Wondering if you knew why Mister Moon calls the nice security guard, who comes here sometimes, for Love."

Sun trained his barely moving expression to remain still, though inside, he was shocked by this new knowledge. "Oh? Moon calls them for Love?" He tried to poke Moon's AI in his headspace, but the other remained quiet. Sun and Moon were able to communicate through their shared headspace, but the other AI moved away from Sun's poking, making him scoff internally.

"Yeah... I was just wondering because my mom and dad call each other that." Little Kris continued before going back to doodling as little kids do when they lose interest in getting an answer.

Which fit Sun fine as his inner workings were reeling, his fans kicking in. Moon had never mentioned that he was hanging out with a night guard, and especially not this one.

Sun could usually peek through Moon's eyes and be present when Moon was in control, but lately, the other AI had closed the connection, and at first, Sun thought maybe Moon just needed alone time, which was, of course, fine! But it seems there were other things at play. 

But Sun couldn't ask Moon about this right now. He was working and busy as he was an excellent daycare attendant. He thought so himself, at least.

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Luckily for Sun, the kids got picked up earlier today, and he decided that as soon as he had cleaned, he would poke his other half until he responded. 

As Sun swept the floors and cleaned the surfaces, he heard the doors open, and the Security guard came in. The animatronic scattered to the playground to hide as he often did when this guard came around. It was not that he hated this security guard or anything. He and Moon didn't trust any of the adults. But for Moon, that might have changed.

"Hello? Moon?"

Sun was in one of the play castles, quiet as he hid in the small tower, checking his internal clock. It was indeed time for Moon to come out, and Sun could feel the other stir.

The sunny animatronic kept his white eyes on the security guard, hiding behind the castle doorway as he spoke internally. 

"Oh! So now you respond to me." Sun grumbled.

"... I just woke up," Moon mumbled back in reply.

"And?! Moonie, what is this about you calling THIS security guard for 'Love'??!" 

Moon groaned in the headspace. "You said you didn't like them, and I wanted to see them for myself and quickly found out you're being a dumbass."

Sun squawked in their shared space. "ME?? A DUMBASS? Moonie! The adults are not nice to us ever. I mean, you even told me you hate all the night guards and the security guards!"

Sun could feel Moon rolling his eyes. "This one's different. Let me out. They're calling for me still."

"Nuh-uh."

"... What the hell do you mean 'Nuh-uh'??" Moon growled.

"Moon? It's time to do the rounds!" The short guard called out into the empty Daycare, then removed their hat to scratch their head. "Moon? It's okay if you don't want to! Uh..."

Sun kept his eyes trained on the guard from his hiding spot. 

Moon continued. "Sun! Let me out!"

"I can't believe you trust them to do those security rounds with you! They're small! weak!"

Moon scoffed. "They're nice! Now let me out!"

Sun hummed and then replied, "No."

"NO?! SUN!"

The Sunny animatronic then shut the other AI out, dooming Moon to sit back and watch as he moved down from the play castle and over to the security guard. 

"Hi, Friend!" Sun said with a bright smile.

The security guard jumped in surprise and dropped their hat. "oh! Hi Sun!" they stuttered and bent down to pick the hat up. "I was wondering why the lights were still on..." They mumbled to themself.

Sun frowned, and Moon broke through. "You have never been kind to them, you wannabe jester." Sun gaped internally. Oh, how he wished he could punch his other half.

"Well! Sunshine. I got the task of cleaning the Daycare, and it took a bit longer than I thought," Sun said with a smile, but it faltered when he heard Moon's deep chuckle in the back of their shared headspace.

The guard looked at Sun with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. 

Sun then realized he had given the security guard, he had avoided at all costs, a nickname, an endearing one as well. "Oh."

"Uhm... Well, if Moon isn't active, can you tell him to come find me once you're done?" The guard- ["-Sunshine." Moon supplied with a smirk in this tone.] 

Sun groaned lightly, running a hand down his faceplate before smiling at the guard. "Or we could go together?" 

Moon growled in the back of his head. "You cannot take my time! Sun! Go turn off the lights. Now."

Sunshine, the guard, looked shocked; it looked like this was so out of pocket for Sun to suggest. "Oh!... Are you able to leave the Daycare?" They curiously asked.

Sun hummed. "Yes, of course! If Moon can leave, why shouldn't I also be able?" he asked with a spin of his faceplate, causing Sunshine to let out a flustered giggle.

"True... Well, alright, if Moon doesn't mind," They said with a smile. Sun smiled sweetly as he heard Moon complain angrily, wandering around in their headspace. "He doesn't mind at all, Sunshine! It will be good for us to get to know each other!" He held his hand out to them, which they grabbed with a shy smile. 

"Ooooo, when I get you, Sun." Moon hissed quietly in their shared head, to which the sunny side of the animatronic let out a quiet chuckle before looking down at Sunshine and guiding them to the massive doors at the entrance to the Daycare.

The two left the Daycare hand in hand to do security rounds. Maybe Moon was right about this one, Sun thought as he glanced down at the guard as they walked together. 

This time it was different.

Not that Sun ever wanted to give Moon right, but perhaps he could let this guard close to them.

Just this one time.

We get the reveal that AFO gave Tenko the Decay Quirk; Shigaraki is completely gobsmacked by it; "I thought I was evil because I was born with this evil quirk that killed my family... but it turns out it's not my quirk, so it's not my fault, I'm not supposed to be a destructive force... so I guess I have no reason to do any of this!"; then he stops fighting. (Conversely, he keeps fighting because inertia, but his heart is no longer in it; Deku tells him "Hey. You can stop now." and then Shigaraki stops.) All bad things in the world comes from supernaturally evil fetus. the end. 

oh thank you ! Now it seem logical 😅 thanks

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Sanctuary of Nightmares PT1

Platonic SB x GN Child Reader

Part 2

Tw: bad parents, small amounts of blood

Summery: Confusion was a good word to describe your life. Even in your short amount of time on this planet you've been tangled in strings of 'why' and 'how could you'. You jumped from one painful expirence to the next as the world tangled you in its grasp, silencing you in the pain of its grip.

It was in these strings of pain that fate led you, it pulled you towards its hell on earth. Day by day you grew closer to it and, in one final betrayal, you were set on a path of horror in something you once thought of as a blissful sanctuary.

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The Freddy Fazbear Mega PizzaPlex. What a name huh? It was one that drew the attention of families from all over the area. It was the destination for kids and teens, no other place was anything like it! The high-tech animatronics the place was known for were what really sold the show. And for a young kid like yourself, it was mesmerizing. The lights, the sounds, the games! You dreamed of seeing it. Of escaping to the child's wonderland. 

To escape this hell...

But those seemed like fever dreams to your tiny mind. Your parents would never allow it, not with your 'bad behavior'. Daydream all you want, but there was no escaping the scornful glare of your mother or the apathetic stare of your father. Try as you might you never could please them. Whether it was the wrath of your mother or the disconcern and neglect of your father, you had never been allowed such childlike pleasures. Any time you'd gain the courage to ask for anything, even as small as a candy bar, they'd harp on how bad of a child you were, how you were always so selfish, and that you always asked so much of them. So you learned not to ask. Hell, you'd grown the habit of not talking at all. It only ever got you into more trouble. So you remained silent throughout your young life. 

Today seemed no different. Having spent hours waiting in a car for your parents, not daring to disobey your mothers command to stay there. Luckily it was cooler outside so you were fine with waiting. You entertained yourself with thoughts of toys and Candy, of fun and games, of a life you didn't live.

It was your eighth birthday after all and while neither one of your parents seemed to care, you sure did.

After your mothers trip outside the car she got back in and went on her normal routine to pick up your father. It was only a few seconds later that her yelling started. You heard the first few screams about how 'she didn't want to have to babysit' and how your father 'should just get rid of you if he doesn't want you'. It was after those yells that you zoned out. The common screams blended in woth the low hum of the car as you let your mind drift to more pleasant things. Like birthday cake and ice cream.

This went on for hours which was rather unsual as the house wasn't to far away from your fathers work. You chose not to take note of it though and instead completely dissociate from the situation causing those hours to pass by like minutes. You weren't aware of the conversation your parents were having nor how this chosen ignorance would come to shape your life.

"Y/N!" Your name cut through your wandering mind, earning your attention as you quickly swiveled your head towards the front of the car, locking eyes with your mother.

"Get out" she spoke, though the words almost didn't register with you. You looked around, realizing you weren't anywhere you recognized. You quickly looked back to your mother with confusion and hints of fear found in your expression. Her eyebrows only tilted further down at what she perceived as not only an insult, but outright disobedience.

"I said get out!" She repeated, causing you to jump once again, her tone was enough to melt away your confusion for the moment as your mind went on auto-drive, immediately following through with what she told you to do.

The sun was quickly finding its way to the horizon, the light of its burning fire only seeming brighter in the moments before sunset would come. The rain that had fallen only a few minutes earlier gave the air a denser, almost suffocating weight to it. Your small shoes fell on the concrete, a tiny splash made in the puddle that had formed in the more worn parts of the sidewalk. You quickly held your body, the cold air nipping at your exposed skin almost immediately. You looked back to the car wondering why you were told to get out. 

"Right up that rode is that mall you wanted so badly to see. Go see it" she spoke with venom in her voice before quickly turning the car around, an action that confused you at first until she began to drive away. You felt your heart drop, the reality of what was happening immediately choking you. You stood frozen, confused, and now incredibly terrified as the familiarity of your life sped away. You ran about two steps in a panic to not be left behind but ultimately didn't make it far in your vain attempt as you tripped over a jagged and crumbled part of the sidewalk. You fell on your hands and knees, skidding them against the sidewalk with an immediate stinging pain claiming them. You looked up, your mouth open to cry out for your parents thoigh not a word left, the distant car too far to ever have heard you.

You were left in silent isolation as their ultimate betrayal to you.

You stayed that way for a few moments, tears falling silently from your eyes as you tried to compose yourself. After a moment you attempted to stand, though the sting of your open wounds brought regret as you did so. When you finally did pull yourself up you tried to wipe your wet and dirty hands on your clothes, though the sting of them made you wince. They weren't bleeding, but they were still in quite a lot of pain. You couldn't say you got that lucky with your legs though as small amounts of blood soaked into your pants. You sniffled, sucking it up as you began to turn your head in every direction in hopes of finding out where you were. It was a mostly wooded area, though a long road led you straight. There didn't seem to be anyone around, the deathly silent air filling you with more dread than you already felt.

You had never been completely alone before, let alone dropped in what you considered to be the middle of nowhere. You tried to think, to find some type of rational thought, but in your tiny mind the world now laid out in front of you was so daunting you almost couldn't comprehend it.

Your situation was akin to an ant taken from outside and put into a house. The relative size of everything around it made it insignificant and miniscule in its surroundings.

After a moment of this betrayed confusion you eventually did find a thought, one that your spirit clung to for dear life.

'The PizzaPlex...she said it was up the road...just up the road...' You tore your eyes from the unknown darkness that was soon to creep around you and instead focused your eyes ahead of you. You had a goal, something to move towards, something familiar. So, one small foot after the other, you began to walk. Your legs stung as you moved them but it wasn't anything you hadn't felt before, nor was it enough to tear you from your goal. You had no other thought but to get to that PizzaPlex. In your mind it was the only place left, the only familiarity in your now infinite and terrifying world.

So you dragged on, despite your now very recent status as completely independent. 

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It was a long walk, one filled with small breakdowns as you tried to understand what was happening, to understand why you would be left like this. Despite these small breakdowns your mind mostly left you as your feet moved. As if detached from your own body you trudged on, your body seemingly moving on its own. The sun seemed to fall at a quicker pace the longer you walked which causing a new fear to sneak into you. One of being alone in the silence of the night. Thankfully you saw the shining building before then, like a beacon to your mind lost in a sea of dread. Yet even with its light glow, the place looked different than you remembered it in the small glimpses you ever saw on tv. It was darker, more daunting. 

As you coninued you noticed the lack of people, though there were still vehicles in the parking lot. It wasn't long until you realized most of those were vans with the Fazbear logo all over them. Some had all of the mascots on them, the familiar characters easily recognized by you. After taking a couple of curious yet hesitant steps you realized that this must be the back of the building. That theory was only further assured as you walked closer and noticed fences, likely to keep people from parking here since they didn't go very far. You could hear voices, the sounds of people in the distance that only grew as you drew closer, though they remained echoes in the orange-covered world the lowering sun created.

You soon made it to a back door, your head turning to look around as you searched for any sign of someone else. When you saw no one you attempted to open said door, only to quickly realize it was locked. You were just about to start walking around to find another door when a loud clang rang in your ears. In instinct you ran to the nearby van, hiding behind the wheel of it in hopes that whatever made the sound wouldn't find you. After a long bout of silence, and with your childhood sense of curiosity still intact, you slowly peaked from your hiding spot, your eyes scanning the area for what could have created the noise. 

It took a while for you to pinpoint it, but your eyes eventually fell on a vent cover that laid on the ground. Following it, your eyes scanned over a large trash bin, up a wall, and eventually landed on the source of where it came from. A now open hole in the building was the origin of the vent cover. You stayed staring at it for a moment, afraid that something might come out of it, but when silence rang for a few more minutes you slowly made your way out of your hiding spot. In a slow step you walked over to the open vent, your curious mind overtaking you. With a great struggle you pulled yourself up onto the garbage bin, the vent now just slightly above your head. You paced your hands on the edges and slightly pulled yourself up to look into the vent. Besides the increase in noise you didn't notice much, just an empty vent. It wqs this observation that led a confused look to fall on your face.

How did it even open-?

Just as that thought entered your mind you were pulled away from it and instead to the sound of the door you had been at only moments prior as it began to open. In a spike of fear and a moment of poor decision making you fully pulled yourself into the vent to get away from whoever or whatever may have been coming through the door. In what must have been nothing more than a miracle you managed to do so, but you were more so focused on the extreme pain in your hands rather than the feat you had just performed. 

The vent was small, but so were you which made it not too uncomfortable to be in. The scent pizza and sugar hit your nose as the smell of the pizzaplex finally made it to you. It caused a low grumble in your stomach as you realized the hunger that ate at you. You were able to push the empty feeling away though as you focused your mind on more important things, like the fact that you should probably get moving considering whoever was at the door could have noticed you. 

And so in what was frankly just calm panic you began to crawl your way further in, the stinging of your hands and knees only getting worse the longer you were forced to put pressure on them.

It was about ten minutes into this process that a sound caught your ears. Sure, there were noises happening all around you, but the world that laid just below you was muffled. The sounds of children, arcade machines, and other related noise seemed like they were off in the distance. What had caught your ear wasn't as muffled, in fact it sounded almost clear. You stopped your movement in hopes that you could identify what the sound was.

It was then that you heard the melody of it, the frantic sound of what you assumed was some type of music box. You listened, confused as to why it echoed in the vent, why ot was growing closer. It didn't take long for the reality of the sound to dawn on you.

There was something else in here with you.

And by the sound of it, it wasn't too far behind. 

With your heart picking up the pace once again you decided to hurry your movements, hoping to escape whatever it was. It didn't help that the melody only grew louder and, terrifyingly, came with the skittering sound of metal quickly approaching. You turned your head to look behind you for a second only to see a familiar-looking but unknown mechanical musical creature not far behind. With a small yelp, you turned ahead and shoved your way out of the closest open vent. A poor decision as you found yourself tumbling down a few boxes before finally landing on the floor. 

Seeing as adrenaline was quickly rushing through your veins you didn't register the pain at first, instead quickly readjusting yourself to stare back up at the vent you had just left in fear that it would continue to follow you. You backed up as the creature made its way to the edge of the vent and stared down at you. With what emotion you weren't sure, though you assumed it didn't very much like you as it quickly scuttled back in once you were out. You continued to stare up at the vent for a moment as you caught your breath, your fear slowly leaving and the pain sinking back in. After a moment you slowly stood, though you were now on rather wobbly legs. Once you did you finally decided to slowly tear your eyes away from the vent to look around, hoping to find out where you were. While the room you were in didn't seem to have anyone around, you could hear voices that seemed even closer than before. Following the noise you walked around a short hallway before you were met with a set of doors, the sound of people now very clearly behind them. You were a bit apprehensive about opening the door but considering you couldn't go back the way you came you decided to push them open. You were met with shining neon lights that draped the surrounding area and the many groups of walking people in a pink hue. What to your childlike mind felt like hundreds of people were passing by as you peaked out of the door. But, whether it was due to your tiny stature or the excitement of the surroundings, not one laid an eye on you. Slowly, and hoping to not raise suspicion, you fully crept out the door, letting it shut behind you. You still stayed stuck to the wall though, not moving from your spot as you continued to look around.

It was more mesmerizing than you'd ever imagined it. The bright lights, the delicious smells, the joyful sounds. So far removed were you from angered yelling and dangerous rage, from being scolded for wanting such amazing things. You stood now in a place you could only consider as a land of dreams- your dreams. You'd spent so long imagining being here and now you stood, amazed by it all. 

It was a magical first impression so far beyond what your mind could have conjured. But it was after that shock faded and after you slowly acclimated to it all that everything began to hit you all at once.

Everything hurt. Your'e hungry- thirsty. Ow! Where are your parents- You were alone- alone. You were in a crowd of strangers. Your parents were gone, your home! You had nothing! Why here? Why leave you here?! You wanted home, you wanted your bed, you wanted familiarity.

The lights were an off hue now, one that strained your eyes, the voices of the people were so loud and- Ow! Your hands, your knees, they stung as your cement burned skin was exposed. Trying to alleviate the pain you fell down the wall, tears pricking at your eyes as the overwhelming situation took its toll on your small body. The passers-by didn't notice. You were too insignificant in the amazement of the colossal pizzaplex. You felt suffocated, like you were drowning in the fear of it all. All of it felt like it was collapsing onto you, like the whole world was caving in. You wanted it to stop stop stop STOP-

"Hello?" A voice called. Through the murmurs, laughs, and outright yelling that came from all around you, that voice stuck out. You snapped from your panicked state, your head turning towards where it came from. You froze when you met the eyes of a stranger. They dawned a gray top and pants to match with a nametag on their chest. They towered over you, everything did really. Their expression was confused, if not irritated.

"You lost?" They asked with exasperation in their tone. You hesitated on answering, unsure of their intentions. After a moment you nodded, your throat too tight to even attempt to speak right now. Your answer seemed to only further agitate the stranger, their annoyance now visible in the way their eyes stared.

“Do you know where you came from? Where your family is?” They asked, their tone now harsh on your ears. You gave absolutely no answer this time, the fear of this stranger's presence only sinking in the longer you talked to them. That didn't seem to go over well either. In fact it went over even worse than when you’d given them at least an attempt at an answer,

“Screw this, I'm supposed to be on break” They grumbled before reaching into their pocket and pulling out a small device. It clicked before they spoke.

"I've got a lost kid on the first floor, left side in the front. They said they should be at the daycare but got lost" they spoke into the device, pulling it away once they were finished and placing it back in their pocket. They stayed standing over you for a while, not speaking another word. It was a few minutes later that a robot came rolling down, a small siren flashing on its head to warn the customers to move out of the way. It stopped in front of you and only once it did so did the person turn back to you. 

"This robot's going to take you to the daycare. Just follow it" was the last thing they spoke before walking off. You turned to look up at the robot with the shock of what just happened slowly sinking in.

It didn't look all that unique. Just a general worker bot. Either way, you were now in its care and though you were confused and frightened by the turn of events, you decided it best not to question it. You had thought you were in trouble when the worker had approched you since you most definitely were not supposed to be here, but it seems the world had different plans for you.

Different plans indeed

Here is a doodle i made of my oc in color quickly !

I just sped run reading you oc x Shiggy comic and shes so cute- I wanna try my hand at drawing her (if your ok with it ofcourse), and I was wondering if you have any information on her and also if you could tell me what she looks like colored ^^

Omg yes of course ! Well first she' like a huuuge simp ! She's a weeb too tbh ! Get flustered easy but is very very caring ! And even if we don't currently see it 'cause she's in her pijama she have an alt clothing style ! With color well she have red dyed hair and blue eyes, and a pale skin ! I'm so happy you fond her cute and like the story ! I would love to see the resultof your drawing ! Omg i'm so happy you asked ^^ sorry if the description is a bit short my oc is pretyy self insert aaaand yk describing soemone that is similar to you is sometime hard !

FROM THE INSIDE w shigaraki

post date voyeurism

n_fw. 2114wc. dead dove do not eat. obsession/voyeurism (noncon: reader is unaware), masturbation, porn, spy cameras, murder mentioned. background phrogging/stalking. yn is slightly aware of something being off but hasn’t accepted what yet. 

It’s late when he hears your car pull into the driveway, snarling when he glances at his phone and realizes it’s after midnight. Too fucking late.

He slips upstairs, quiet as he listens to the front door open and close before you drop your keys in the dish with the sweetest of giggles. It’s only then that he realizes you’re on the phone, his stomach turning at the thought of one of those annoying little men from your office being on the other end of the line.

You looked extra pretty when you’d left for work this morning, making time to do your makeup and style your hair. You’d even opted for clothes fresh out of your closet instead of the trousers you’d worn to work a few times before and the blouse you both favored.

“Yeah,” he hears you say. “I’m inside. The door is locked. Safe and sound, Kaminari.”

Kaminari Denki. Tomura just barely bites back a scowl as he recognizes the name as one of the sound engineers in the office.

“I had fun, too. I’d love to do it again... Feeding my cat, actually. I haven’t seen him yet but I know he’s hungy….Hahaha. Yeah, of course I’m going to blame you. Mmmm…me too. Ok…Good night.”

He listens, catching sight of you when you pass him on your way to the bathroom. Your hair is a little mused, skin dewy from the long day, and he has to stop himself from reacting because you aren’t quite his. Not yet, at least. But fuck if he doesn’t hate Kaminari for being the one to look you all night.

It doesn’t take long for you to go through your normal routine, heading back down stairs to have a glass of water and take your pills after your shower. He lingers in the bathroom, breathing in the soft, sweet scent of your soap and retracing the heart doodled in the steam on your mirror before he hears you coming back up for bed.

He wonders, just for a moment, what you would do if you knew that he waits up to you. Would you be embarrassed for being with a man when he’s quite literally right here, or would you be surprised to know he’d even taken interest? It works for him either way.

Once he’s sure you’re in bed, he makes his way over to your room, lingering to the side of the doorway.

“Hello?”

He presses his shoulder into your wall, perfectly silent as he waits.

“Mushu? Is that you, baby?”

The cat meows, rubbing against his legs before making his way into your room. “Ah, hello, bb. I wondered where you were. Did you have your dinner? Bleh- ok Mr Tuna Breath, you had it.”

The cat begins to talk to you, meowing whole stories, and Tomura resists the urge to groan in exasperation as he waits a few minutes for Mushu to make his way back out of your room. He considers calling the night, but you don’t let him down. 

Your phone unlocks a moment later, loud and obnoxious, and he takes the opportunity to peek in, his eyes zeroing in on your screen to see what you’re into tonight. A smile tugs at his lips when he recognizes the app, his cock already hard in his sweats as he eases his hand into the waistband.

There’s no sound- a blessing and a curse, because it forces him to keep quiet but lets him hear you so perfectly- and it only takes a few seconds to hear you sigh, a soft moan following before he hears you say, “God, that’s so hot…”

Tomura squints, just barely making out what he’s sure is someone getting fisted, and feels his breath catch. His cock goes painful as his eyes shift to you in the dark, throbbing as he smears precum down his length. He licks his lips as he makes you out, watching at your failed attempt to prop your phone up before you abandon the idea in favor of shoving both hands under your covers.

“Haa, fuck,” you breathe, the sound short circuiting his mind.

He wants to touch you. To smell and taste, too, but he settles for what he gets for now, his free hand cupping his balls and squeezing until he can’t take it, choking silently.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he hears you whimper. “Harder, please- haa, fuck-”

He’d kill to know what fantasy is playing out in your mind. To give it to you. Harder, faster- he fucks into his fist, hoping he matches your pace as he measures your breathy whimpers and senseless pleading- he’d give you anything if it meant he could feel your cunt straining around his thick cock. His fist. Even to fuck you senseless with a toy (he’s seen you do it to yourself and still hasn’t gotten the sound of your teary, soaked sobs out of his head- it’s a miracle he hasn’t snapped, if he’s honest with himself).

But he’s patient. If with nothing else, he’s patient with and for you. He bides his time until it’s perfect. Because he wants to give that to you. Needs to, even. At least for a little while, before he ruins you for anyone else just so he can have you to himself.

His eyes finally make you out clear in the dark and he watches, starved for you, as your fuck yourself with your fingers under the cover of your blankets, crying for relief he wants so badly to give you until your jerking unsteadily, cumming hard and fast  just before he does.

The slightest of whimpers escape him and he moves quickly as you react slowly. He realizes that he’d eased deeper into your room as he just barely slips out in time. Biting his tongue, he presses himself against the wall before you can make him out in the darkness, his cum hot on his fingers as he waits.

“I-is anyone there? Mushu???”

No. He holds his breath, praying your limbs are too heavy after cumming to get out of bed and is rewarded by the soft sound of you sighing and your bedding rustling as you get comfortable.

Tomura exhales, hand still working over his sensitive cock as the memory of your voice plays in his head. His eyes fall closed, picturing his cock disappearing into the heat of your pussy, your smile as you fuck yourself against him, hair falling into his face as you lean in and take a kiss. As his head falls back against the wall, he brings a hand up to his throat, imagining the way your pretty eyes should go glassy as he squeezes. He imagines that you tremble and jerk in his hold, your body coming hard -harder, better than you do for yourself, because unlike you, he wouldn’t stop- before collapsing into him for comfort.

It’s an amusing thought, because no one in their right mind should look for comfort in him. It isn’t even the last thing he wants people to feel because of him. But you- you’ve always inspired a new part of him. One that he’s wanted to ruin and nurture from the moment you moved in. Since the moment he moved in.

He cums hard, his vision blurry as he chokes back moans and groans of pleasure in favor of a few strained, silent gasps for breath. Fuck…fucking-

His phone vibrates and he shoves his clean into his pocket to grab it before he flips it open, annoyance underlining his silence. It spikes at the sound of Dabi’s laugh, but he strokes the sensitive head of his spent cock in an attempt to hold on just a little longer too you’re shared orgasm as a rough voice comes through the speaker: “I’m outside.”

He listens for a moment, comforted by the familiar sounds of you breathing in your sleep. “Ok,” he licks his hand clean as he retreats to his room for a moment. “2 minutes.”

Tomura makes his way back down the hall, slipping into the alcove you never bother with and climbing the old steps with practiced ease. He shuts your attic door silently, crossing the shared space and exiting into the alcove that leads to his house. But, he doesn’t bother shutting his door as he descends his steps, your sweet sounds still ringing in his ears.

His phone vibrates and he checks the message before changing into jeans: stop jacking off and come the fuck on

He rolls his eyes, pockets his phone, and takes a quick look at your cameras to see that you’ve kicked the bedding away as you lay back, nearly starfished on your bed. Your head tilts, looking at your phone, and he reaches out to slip his headphones on just in time to be rewarded by the sound of you sighing as you reach for it again.

“God,” he hears you murmur once you’ve found another video. “So good…”

This one has sound, and he listens for a moment, watching as you stare wide-eyed at your phone. He wishes he could see what it is you’re watching. But, as it stands, all he can make out as the slick, squishy sounds of what he’s almost certain is the cum lube that cam-girls love so much as someone gets fucked.

The moans aren’t fake, which he knows you appreciate as much as he does, but for as much as wonderful as some girl fucking herself stupid sounds, she isn’t you. And he finds himself annoyed as he leans closer to the screen as though it’ll help him hear you.

It works- marginally. Made better by the fact that the screen illuminates your face, making it easy for him to see your little expressions as your hand slips back into your shorts.

He just barely resists the urge to fist his cock, groaning as his phone begins to vibrate again. You whimper, leaving him rock hard in his jeans as he checks to make sure he’s recording.

“Fuck, please,” he hears you beg as he reaches to tug off his headphones. “Want it too fucking bad…”

“Wait,” he grins, watching a few seconds longer as he sets them back down. Your hips fuck into your hand and he tears his eyes away, knowing he’d stay until your done if he doesn’t.

He slips out of his house silently, glancing back at your house to see Mushu sitting in the window, orange eyes watching him. Just a little longer. 

“Took you long enough,” Dabi quips when he gets into the car. “We’re going to miss the fucking raid.”

“Chill,” Tomura sighs, relaxing into the passenger seat. “We’re gonna be right on time, idiot.”

“What took you so long, anyway? Get stuck?”

“No.” He doesn’t elaborate, knowing his friend takes a little too much joy out of the situation. “Would it be acceptable to kill the guy she’s dating?”

Dabi laughs, shaking his head as he lights a Seven Star. Tomura wrinkles his nose, rolling down the window as he angles himself away from the smoke. Your nose is too sensitive for him to smell like anything but you, and the heady tobacco-menthol scent is sure to distract you even after he’s taken another god-forsaken shower.

“Why are you asking me? We both already know you’ve made up your mind.”

He hasn’t, which is why he’s asking. But the last thing he wants is for Dabi to think he values his opinion on anything.

“Maybe leave him a warning instead,” Dabi offers a few minutes later, stubbing out his cigarette. “That’s more fun.”

“Too much work.”

“Lemme help you.”

He cuts his eyes over to Dabi to see the remnants of a smile on his lips, blue eyes flashing over to the passenger seat once he feels Tomura’s gaze on him.

“Com’on, bro. It’ll be fun. I’ll take care of it.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why, huh? You’re my dearest friend” -Tomura scoffs and Dabi snickers because he knows he’s full of shit- “I love that you’re in love. And knowing you aren’t going to die a virgin has me rock fucking hard.”

“Fuck off.”

“Wanna feel?”

“Fine.”

“Oh shit-” Dabi switches hands on the wheel and catches Tomura’s wrist. “My lucky day, hmm?”

He snatches his arm away, shoving Dabi a second later.

“See,” Dabi continues to laugh. “This is your problem. You’re hot and fucking cold.”

“Fine to taking care of it,” Tomura hisses, pressing himself against the door in annoyance over Dabi’s antics. Especially considering the fact that he’s still half fucking hard over the thought of you getting off into you pass out. “Fucking weirdo.”

a part of a larger idea that’ll probably never get completed but god if if doesn’t keep me up at night

🏮𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 🏮

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The pain in your abdomen was killing you, the cramps made you feel so weak that you felt like you could pass out at any moment, you even started to feel like throwing up so the best thing to do for now while the pain medicine took effect was go up to your room and lie down for a moment.

Maybe getting some sleep would help you, most of the time when you slept for a while you woke up without pain so this was the solution to your problem. You lay down carefully on your futon and the moment your head touched your pillow your eyelids started to feel heavy until you slowly drifted off to sleep.

It was almost 10:00 pm and after wandering through the loneliest streets of the entertainment district, the upper sixth decided to return to the house where he lived inside his sister after a successful hunt. His demonic instinct to have killed a few people was wearing off but as soon as he stepped foot on your bedroom window to go inside, it was as if his bloodthirsty switch had been flipped up again.

The veins of his entire body stood out under his skin and in the middle of his bones, his muscles tensed and his mouth began to drool uncontrollably causing his saliva to begin to spill between his teeth up to his chin. Gyutaro smelled blood, and not just any blood. It was yours.

As if he were a wild animal stalking its feeble prey, he sneaked into your room making his footsteps inaudible to you while you were fast asleep. He crept through the shadows and darkness and loomed over you in a dangerous and imposing way trying to search anxiously with his gaze for any bleeding wounds on your body but he found none in plain sight.

He wanted to devour you, take his sickles and stick them into your belly to open your abdomen wide and tear all your organs from their place with his own fingers, taste you and lick every part that contained your blood until he reached the bones and to finally feel that you were becoming one with him... but he wouldn't do that. Throughout his time with you, Gyutaro learned to control his bloodlust, though that didn't take away from the fact that he would do anything to taste you.

He examined your whole body with his gaze, brought his face dangerously close to you and sniffed at you like a bloodhound searching for something underground. Gyutaro went down to your neck, then to your breasts, to your waist and when he went down to your pelvis before continuing with your thighs he stopped. It was as if someone had broken his nose with a blow when he suddenly felt that familiar fragrance burst suddenly and without warning through his nostrils. His curiosity was beyond his ability to reason at this point so he took the skirt of your kimono and lifted it up, exposing your panties. It was at that moment where all that perfume invaded the entire room.

You complained when you felt the cold of the night hitting your legs so you moved alerting Gyutaro. You left your face uncovered to reveal to Gyutaro the intense blush that invaded your entire face. You had been awake for a while before Gyutaro entered your room but upon seeing him go into hunter mode you decided that the most sensible thing to do was probably to keep still until Gyutaro's curious hands made you move in place, looking down. You tried to move your legs and settle on the futon, Gyutaro was your lover but that didn't take away from the fact that it was a bit embarrassing that he was staring at your panties, especially these days.

Gyutaro didn't care, he wanted to reach his goal at any cost but suddenly you quickly sat down and stood up pretending you remembered to do something. This made Gyutaro angry, your embarrassment made you act without thinking, and now your wrist was clamped tightly between his fingers. Gyutaro got on his knees in front of you and with a menacing look he ordered you to stay still so you obeyed him.

His hands took your clothes and a smirk spread across his face as he opened your kimono from under your obi exposing your panties again and that gorgeous scent for him. Brazenly, he reached between your legs and inhaled against your skin making your skin freeze trying to stop him by grabbing his head.

"G-Gyutaro, what are you doing!?" you asked, scared and shy. Very nervous too.

Gyutaro looked up and his lazy, carefree gaze met yours. "It's those days of the month, isn't it?" He asked.

Gyutaro didn't doubt it for another minute, if he kept thinking about the matter you would suspect his intentions and end up moving away from him so he immediately grabbed the edge of your underwear and pulled it down.

"Gyutaro!" You claimed, surprised.

When Gyutaro pulled at your clothing, a small red thread stretched out from your core causing it to end up stuck to your inner thigh. Gyutaro inevitably noticed and finished removing your panties to look at the fresh bloodstain that was dripping onto a small additional piece of cloth. His instinct told him to take it straight to his mouth and that's what he did, having one of the most precious things about you come into contact with his tongue, everything became different. Your blood was like a drug to him, once he tasted you he wanted more and more until your taste was etched on his palate.

Gyutaro put your dirty panties aside and placed both hands on your thighs to squeeze them with some force. He pushed your hands away in a clumsy attempt to cover you, bringing his face ever closer to you.

"Don't you feel bad these days? Let me make you feel better…don't be stupid and be a good girl to me, will you?" He seduced you, with his husky and trembling voice.

You couldn't articulate a response as you felt Gyutaro sink his head between your thighs and caress your entire slit with his long tongue. The only thing you could do was moan in surprise and bring the back of your hand to your mouth trying to hide each of your sounds.

The moment your blood was on Gyutaro's mouth, both of you knew there would be no going back. Gyutaro tightened his grip on your thighs and didn't let go of you. His lips adhered to yours and his mouth began to suck every part of your cunt as he swallowed every last drop. The hot feeling between your legs from Gyutaro's breath and feeling his wet tongue running through each of your corners made you feel more and more wet. You knew this would be a disaster and it embarrassed you so much but if Gyutaro really didn't have a problem with trying then neither did you. Actually, you had also fantasized about this moment before, your boyfriend is a bloodthirsty human-eating demon so he would never refuse to taste yours and even more so in this way so at this moment you could be anything to Gyutaro except disgusting.

Many wet clicks sounded in the room every time Gyutaro sucked on your core, his moans were muffled and his gasps were low and hoarse from deep in his throat. Your legs began to ache from the position you were standing in as well as Gyutaro's strong grip on them so you slowly got comfortable and sat on the floor. You thought it would be a bit awkward to do on the cold hard wood floor but it would be so much easier to clean in the end. You thought so but Gyutaro took you by the hips and placed you on the futon where you were sleeping peacefully a few minutes ago.

Your face was surprised to see his. His gaze fixed on you with passion and desire, instinct pushed him to continue. His face was stained with blood, even a little on the tip of his nose, a perverted smile formed on his mouth showing his reddish teeth as he licked the remains on his lips with his tongue. You looked down at your kimono open below your waist and how a slightly red stain was painting your thighs. This would surely be a disaster.

"G-Gyutaro, not here...I'm gonna stain everything"

Gyutaro looked at you as if this was a challenge. "And you think I care about that?"

He took your thighs again and spread your legs wide, having a beautiful view of your entire glowing core painted red, Gyutaro's mouth watered just looking at you and without waiting another second he plunged  his face again between your legs. Gyutaro didn't just limit himself to licking you, you could feel a slight pressure every time he sucked your blood from the bottom causing your back to arch and you began to move your hips in circles instinctively getting closer to his face.

The warmth of Gyutaro's tongue ran through you with complete freedom, he even took the trouble to lick the small red drops that escaped to your thighs and buttocks because of the position you were in. Your moans made him lose what little composure he had left. Gyutaro separated from you with his face wet and stained again leaving a trail of his saliva on your legs, he took your kimono with both hands and urgently got rid of it to leave you completely naked.

Gyutaro loomed over you, his hunched and intimidating figure enveloping you in his arms, he was about to go straight for your mouth but before he could you moved your face to the side causing Gyutaro's lips to collide with your cheek which clearly annoyed him a bit.

"Don't you wanna taste how delicious you are?" he scoffed.

For now he would let it go because he was actually in a very good mood, otherwise he would have forcefully grabbed your face and forced you to kiss his bloody mouth like he has done a couple of times before when he comes back from the kill. Gyutaro laughed against your skin, your eyes were closed so you couldn't help but jump reflexively when you felt a hot, sticky, wet sensation on your cheek. It was Gyutaro's tongue, which left a reddish stain on your skin.

A familiar sensation settled in your belly, moving toward your cunt at the exact moment Gyutaro lowered one of his hands and inserted his fingers inside you, and as he did, he could feel a warm discharge drenching his fingers, trickling down on the palm of his hand. Your face flushed red and your expression twisted in embarrassment as you felt a considerable amount of blood dripping right onto Gyutaro's hand. Your dripping was inevitable and with each passing second your thighs, your clothes, and the futon beneath the two of you began to tinge more and more red.

Gyutaro was amazed by this glorious moment so he took care of taking your face with one hand staining your cheeks so you could see how he licked the fingers that had been painted by you a few seconds ago. His tongue danced between his fingers making sure to take every drop of blood on his skin and then taste and swallow. He didn't say anything, he just looked at you and gave you daring smiles full of desire.

Gyutaro couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed the top of his pants and pulled them down to release his hard, throbbing dick, just seeing how erect he was made you shudder with pleasure eager to feel him as deep inside you as possible. Gyutaro's hand went straight for his tip to pump himself up a bit causing the blood on his hand to stain his cock and turn his fluid pink. He spread your legs to expose your entire pussy to his view and lined up at your entrance between your aching reddish folds.

He didn't give a shit about all the mess of blood that would be created, Gyutaro clung with both hands on your hips squeezing you tightly and began to move his to enter you with light thrusts that intensified with each impact in your center. His lips were kept parted letting thin threads of pink saliva slip between his sharp teeth while the loud and desperate moans that came from the back of his throat showed you how aroused he was. His mouth covered your entire body as did one of his hands, which left red marks of his painted hands on all of your skin as if he were marking you. Claiming you as his in the most passionate way.

In addition to your and Gyutaro's juices, your period made your pussy even wetter than usual so you could hear a cheeky splash every time Gyutaro pushed deeper and deeper into you. Your moans were carefree and grew louder as you felt Gyutaro's tongue begin to run over your soft skin. He filled your neck with wet kisses, licked and sucked your breasts, playing with your hard nipples, leaving some bite on your soft flesh; the intense smell of blood pushed him to be more rude than normal.

His thrusts began to be more violent and hard, you spread your legs more in an attempt to open more your cunt and receive Gyutaro better but you were still very tight for his thick length. You looked down and could only see your reddish and wet thighs and how your cunt connected directly to Gyutaro's cock while he desperately nailed you. His pants were getting stained with the drops that came out inside you, a very wet feeling that wet your butt and began to reach your back began to bother you. This caused some whimpering to leak to your lips between your moans, a part of you wanted to continue until you couldn't take it anymore but the other part wanted to end right now because your period made you feel really uncomfortable.

"Ah-aahh...Gyu-taro, I wanna cum... I wanna cum right now." you asked, with even more provocative pleas.

Gyutaro couldn't refuse at this moment, you didn't know it but he was surrendering at your feet for allowing him to make this fantasy of fucking you real while both of you were covered in blood. There was nothing better for him.

"As soon?" He sneered "You seemed to be enjoying it, babe. You're a slut, you should like these things."

Gyutaro would tease you by making comments to annoy you and humiliate you sweetly. He rocked his hips forward hard making you scream his name, tightening you around him; Gyutaro moved your legs up to your shoulders and licked the inner part of your thighs, sucking the new spots that were painted on you while he squeezed your wet ass and massaged it lewdly causing more moans from you and from him to see you in this weak state.

His hands cupped your ass and his rough fingers went straight to your cunt, his thumb tightening on your clit to start rubbing it causing chills to run through your body every time he squeezed and played with your nub. His other fingers played between your labia causing wet sounds every time he touched you, staining his fingers in a matter of seconds. From the way you squeezed into Gyutaro he could tell that you were about to cum but for some reason you couldn't and that was starting to frustrate you. You started moving and rubbing against Gyutaro to speed up your orgasm, your face contorted with pleasure as your hands clung to the futon and you bit your lip trying not to drool uncontrollably. Gyutaro kept fucking you hard and that helped the feeling of orgasm start to be more intense for him than for you.

That was a bit funny for him so he couldn't help but laugh and tease you as usual.

"Guess who's going to have the most fucking intense orgasm? It won't be your tight, pathetic little pussy, my love!" He said, while laughing.

Gyutaro started moaning as loudly and shamelessly as he fucking wanted, he grabbed both of your shoulders and then caged you in his arms to get as close to him as he could and hug you, leaving stains all over your back. Gyutaro's hips and yours collided with each other in an obscene reddish splash. An incredible sensation formed in Gyutaro's guts causing him to scratch your skin slightly as he leaned his head back to cum to the last drop inside you. Feeling that thick and warm sensation in your slippery pussy you couldn't help but start moving more and squeezing to try to cum too, you told Gyutaro not to stop touching you, he must have his fingers fucking and squeezing your needy clit over and over again until you finally felt it, your waist trembled and when you spread your legs wide your orgasm poured over Gyutaro creating a pink ring around his dick inside of you.

Gyutaro's hips continued to move reflexively as you finished cumming completely causing your juices and his to squirt out of you onto the futon. Gyutaro grabbed your legs and slowly came out of you to allow you to take a breather after having done what he wanted with you. A sticky red thread spread from your cunt following the tip of his dick as he pulled out of you. His entire cock was painted red as was the fabric of his pants that was under your legs.

Gyutaro looked straight ahead and saw how your wide open pussy continued to get wet and dripping even though he was done using you for now, the sight was too tempting so he couldn't help but lean over and start sucking between your folds, separating them with his fingers to reach towards your clit and lick it with need and desire nibbling your cunt a little making that electrifying sensation of your arousal make you wet and make you throb again. You moaned at Gyutaro's dirty actions and to create a little more friction, you started moving so that your clit brushed and rubbed against Gyutaro's tongue and he could taste every drop of you as he got you aroused again.

"Yeah... keep it up, aahh-ah!" You moaned in need, urged to feel him pleasuring your femininity in whatever way it was again.

"Do you like that? I thought you wanted to finish this now..."

Your hips didn't stop moving as you felt Gyutaro's breath crashing against your folds, you began to feel very horny from one second to the next. Probably because of the wet and intense feeling of having your orgasm almost at the same time as Gyutaro.

"N-no, just…aah! I just wanted to cum, but I want to keep going, I want you to keep going! I want you to touch me and fuck me until you can't anymore! Mmhh-aah!"

Gyutaro loved that you were so pathetic, ready to beg him to do all sorts of things to you.

"So...do you want me to continue?" He asked cruelly to make you beg. "Come on, if you want it so much, beg me for that, beg me to spread your legs wide and fuck you." He said, licking his lips.

"Ah-Aah! Fuck me Gyu, I beg you! Fill me up as much as you can" You replied, touching your own folds not caring that your fingers got dirty when you pumped your hole and they went in and out of you.

Gyutaro smiled mischievously, took your hand that was kneading and playing with your vagina and pulled it out of you to bring it to his mouth and lick your fingers obscenely, without taking his eyes off of you.

"So, this is just getting started."