౨ৎ. Grace. ?!
age 𐙚 : 19
prns ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 : she/they
likes ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ : btd, tpof, VN, the beach, sweet foods the Color red and pink! Spicy foods, large kitty’s, and sea animals
Dislikes ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ : rude people, salty food, wasps, large dogs. The Color orange and yellow. Big crowds and public speaking
𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 Fandoms I will write: my dear hatchet man, somethings wrong with sunny day jack, tpof, btd, tkatb, 14 days with you, cod.
⌗ . DNI! : minors, pedos, proshippers, people who push boundaries. Rapist and act (just no bad people please.)
I will wright ₊˚⊹ ᰔ : smut, angst as long as it ends in fluff and fluff!
⋆. 𐙚 extra : I will not write about, piss, scat, underage sex, vomit, heavy rape, heavy suicide, detailed self harm, incest. I can try too write male readers but not for smut cause it’s hard for me too write. I usually use fem or gender neutral readers
Fell free too ask me any questions! I’m always open :D
Thank you for listening pumpkins ! Have a good night/day! >ᴗ<
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Tags: Caleb x fem!Reader, smut, unprotected angry sex, Caleb’s back and he’s jealous, breeding kink, mdni, not proofread sorry, this shit is NASTY i fear.
An: This one is for a dear friend of mine 🙂↕️ Thanks for making me pull out of my writer’s block. LOOK i’m so sorry if this is bad but i had to write SOMETHING to pull me out of this funk… i hope you all enjoy
How did you end up trapped underneath your half-cyborg best friend who was legally deceased while taking the meanest deep strokes of your life? Well, there’s a simple answer. Caleb knew Xavier was home.
Actually, he knew everything: the dates, the tender moments, the secret times, the nightly rendezvous. Pissed was an understatement.
Had you forgotten? Had you forgotten all the promises you two made each other when you were younger? Had you forgotten that you were fucking made for him? You had to have. That’s why you were stringing along 4 different guys. You were trying to fill a hole that only he could fill.
That had to be why.
Regardless, Caleb knew Xavier was the type to listen to you through the floorboards of his upstairs apartment. He was a lot alike Caleb in that sort of manner. They were both possessive freaks who couldn’t stand the thought of you being with somebody else.
That’s why Caleb was fucking you so hard — pounding your pretty pussy so deeply into the mattress that you were seeing stars with each mean thrust.
He used his size to his advantage. It was fitting. He’d always loved how much bigger he was than you. That’s how you received your adorned nickname: pipsqueak.
He planned on his first time with you being a lot more gentle than this. He planned on being sweet and loving. He planned on cherishing your body the way you deserve, but you just had to go and give yourself to 4 other guys before him.
“Stop crying.” His voice rumbled as his piercing gaze found yours — so much different than the sweet childhood friend you had. His hand covered your mouth as he hunched over your figure, still ramming his cock head into you ruthlessly. “I know you can take it. I’ve watched you take it before.”
Your eyes blinked back tears as you looked up at him. He was being so mean. You couldn’t believe this was the same doting Caleb that you grew up with, and you didn’t even want to think about the face he had been watching you…
“Fucking pussy’s made for me, and you’ve been letting other men try to make her feel good.” He growled as he used his less-than-human arm reach down and gently rub against your small button of nerves.
“Caleb-!” You choked out as your body writhed beneath him. You could feel every ridge and vein of his thick cock splitting you apart, making you wholly his and his alone.
“That’s right… Say my name, baby. Tell me who’s making you feel so good.” He prompted with a confident smirk before he hauled your legs up above his shoulders, sinking even deeper into your dripping cunt.
Clawing at the bed, your back arched as you tried to cope with the intrusion. He’s so fucking deep it feels like you’re going to choke on him. “Caleb-“ You sob as your cunt pitifully clenches around him.
Feeling you wrapped around him so sweetly, crying out his name as you’re so overwhelmed with pleasure has Caleb revitalized with a new vigor. His hips work in tight circles, pumping his fat cock in and out of you as your cunt makes the most obscene squelching noises he’s ever heard.
“Such a fucking noisy girl. I should’ve know you were going to be a crybaby.” He teased before placing open mouth kisses along your neck snd shoulder.
“W-wait Caleb- calebcalebcaleb. I’m gonna..” You pant out nervously as his metal fingers were still rubbing languid circled around your cunt, and his tip was smooshing globs of precum against your cervix.
His fingers suddenly pinch down on your clit, making you cry out from the sensation. Your body went taut as you were being dangled on the edge of pleasure. His robotic arm wasn’t quite letting you get there.
You thought his arm was literally malfunctioning until you heard him chuckle from your suffering.
“You’re going to cum when I saw you can, okay baby?” He asked in that same condescending tone he always used when you two were younger.
His hips continued to roll after he was sure that you weren’t going to fall off the deep end, and he let out deep guttural groans, feeling your pretty pussy soak him. It was like you were practically trying to suck him in. He couldn’t believe he had waited this long to sink into your cunt like this.
and the best part about it was he knew your stupid upstairs neighbor was listening! Xavier knew you were down here getting railed, and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
Hell, if he even tried, Caleb would use his evol and force him kneel beside the bed as he drilled you even harder.
Fuck, the thought of slutting you out in front of every single one of your little boyfriends had his stomach tightening. His hips snapped forward into you with a pace that could only be described as feral.
You were a complete babbling mess at this point — utterly cock drunk as Caleb had you folded in half, filling you up to the brim with his length.
“Ohhh, that’s my girl.” He purred as he saw your glossed over look. “It’s coming, baby. I’m going to give you want you need.” He promised as he pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead that completely contradicted the ruthless way his hips were rutting into you.
“C-caleb- Caleb no, wait.. Don’t cum inside-“ You stuttered out in a panic. You hadn’t been by the pharmacy yet to pick up birth control, so technically, this was all unprotected.
“Why?” He growled as his back curled over. He was fucking mounting you while holding your thighs in the prettiest mating press he’d ever seen. “You fucking let them fill you up. Am I not good enough to breed this pussy?”
His hips slammed into you. It felt like he was trying to push his way straight into your womb. It was mind-numbing pleasure, making black orbs and stars dance across your vision.
“Look at me, baby.” He ordered, dragging your face to look back up at him. You could barely see straight. It was all too much. “You’re going to let your best friend breed you, and you’re gonna fucking love it. You’re going to cum all over this fat cock until you can’t breathe. Understand?”
You dumbly nodded your head, halfway hearing his words. Your pussy was aching to cum. Your swollen puffy folds were greedily accepting him in with every thrust. You wanted this. Birth control be damned. Everyone else be damned.
Caleb gritted his teeth together as he gave you a few more good harsh thrusts for good measure. He then crushed his body against yours, burying himself all the way to your womb before his cock started to jerk and pulse inside of you, shooting rope after rope of his thick potent cum. The only thing on his mind was the need to see you, his childhood best friend, round with his baby.
He needed to see the look on each other of those pricks’ faces when they realized you were spoken for.
The cherry on top was when he felt your walls clenching around him, happily milking his cock for everything he had while you sobbed and hiccuped his name. It seemed like his childhood best friend was maybe just as twisted as he was. He’d have to give her an extra good reward for being such a good girl.
As the room went still and quiet — only filled with shared breaths and pants for air, the sound of someone stabbing a sword through the ceiling was heard, and Caleb chuckled deeply. He had definitely pissed Xavier off.
꩜ trigger warnings | this is 18+ content. contains mentions and/or descriptions of man handling, choking, size difference if you really squint
caleb definitely gets off by using his strength on you. it really gives him a kick knowing he's stronger than you, faster than you, that he can manhandle you in whatever position he pleases with little to no strength even needed. whether it's letting you sit on his back while he does pushups or throwing you over one shoulder when you whine about not getting your way, caleb loves the idea of it. even more so when he's got one thick arm wrapped around your throat in a headlock while he pounds you from behind, the soft coo of his voice a stark contrast from the way his cock assaults your poor fluttering cunt, murmuring, "look at you take it like such a good girl, huh? you like it when I get a little rough with you, hm? yeah, you do. I can feel you clenching around me." you can hear the smirk in his voice. "nasty thing."
✎ᝰ. : I Do not own this character! This is a smut one shot so be careful !
✎ᝰ. : warnings! 18+ content ! The kid at the back is an 18+ game so is my account if you are underage please leave. This writing contains, smut ! Not proof read! You have been warned.
How did you end up like this, you were on your couch laying underneath Sol. The man was kissing your neck and leaving small bites and hickeys all over it. Your hands were tangled in his hair pulling him closer too you.
*ping* … *ping* … *ping* your phone was going off every 2 minutes. Which was being a total buzz kill hints the situation your in right now. A audible frustrated sigh was let out by Sol he grumbled a little and pulled away too looked at your phone. His face dropped too a mean look.
Sol took your finger and unlocked your phone, “say hi too Crowe pumpkin” Crowe? Was that the person messaging you, Sol just hovered the phone over you and held your chin slightly turning it too get a good view of your neck you stared straight into the camera, and with that you heard a snap from the phone.
This man just took a photo of you, “you look so pretty almost don’t want too send this” but just like that he sent it too Crowe… Sol typed something, the man looked at you then He showed you the message sent too Crowe, holding it still for you too read it, it was that photo and underneath of it was a message saying ‘sorry ___ is busy rn.’
You didn’t even care to be honest, well maybe a little bit embarrassed and you would probably have too apologise too Crowe at school tomorrow but right now, it didn’t matter too you all that you could focus on was the cold hands going under your shirt and roaming your body.
And the soft lips that kissed down your neck and on your stomach, and the hooded eyes that looked up at you from in between your thighs. Sol looked like a hungry man but a sickly in love dog at the same time. “Can I please” He tugged at the hem of your shorts asking no begging, if he could take them off. All you did was nod your head yes, and just like that he was tearing them off, you helped by raising your hips off the couch a little giving him the room too move them down.
Sol had thrown your shorts and underwear to the floor next too him, he hovered over you his arms stroking your hair, “can I make you feel good ___, please” His eyes were like a puppy’s his head slightly turned to the side, “yes… please Sol” you let out, your voice soft but there giving him the answer he needed, Sol just grinned and then dipped his head between your thighs again letting his hands rest on your stomach, he began kissing your inner thigh kissing up and up closer and closer towards the heat in between your legs.
“Your already so wet pumpkin, I know you needed me” sol teased your bud with his thumb for a moment smiling at your hips pushing deeper into his hand, Sol being too lean down too your bud his tongue lapped around your bud, he was sending shivers up your spine, his tongue was so warm. Sol wrapped his arms under your thighs pulling your hips closer too his face. This man looked like he couldn’t breathe. But he didn’t care this is exactly what he wanted exactly how he wanted you, sol started to devour you like a starved man getting his first meal in years.
Your hands reached down too his head grabbing his hair and tugging at it gently. He didn’t budge one bit though, you were so close; you were just on the edge of breaking. “Please don’t stop.” And with that Sols tongue moved faster around your sensitive bud your words gave him the pleasure he needed, You rocked your hips. You were basically riding his face.
Sol knew you were close when you were grabbing his hair more harshly, and that your moans were louder than the soft ones before. Your body quivered with your realise, your hips buckling under Sols arms. You’re back arching off the couch. Sols pace softened letting you ride out your high.
And once you were soaking in the after glow of your orgasm, Sol detached his face from your heat and hovered over you again, this time cupping your cheek and kissing you forehead, “you did so good for me pumpkin”. Sol got off the couch and then picked up your limp tired body and carried you bridal style too your room. It’s like he knew your apartment like the back of his hand.
Sol stepped into your room and laid you down on your bed and covered you with your blanket making sure it covered your shoulders so you weren’t cold, then he laid himself down next too you and moved your body close to his so he could rub your back and play with your hair while you tried too fall asleep.
Sol kissed the top of your head and smiled “good night sweetheart.” He whispered. And just like that your were out like a nightlight, being cradled in a pair of cold yet warm arms.
✎ᝰ. : I’m sorry if this does not make sense, it’s been awhile since I wrote smut 😭 please repost! It helps my stories reach out too other people!
✎ᝰ. : this character belongs too @/fantasia-kitt ! Please go play the kid at the back it’s an amazing game !!
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✎ᝰ. : I Do not own this character! This is a smut one shot so be careful !
✎ᝰ. : warnings! 18+ content ! The kid at the back is an 18+ game so is my account if you are underage please leave. This writing contains, smut ! Not proof read! You have been warned.
How did you end up like this, you were on your couch laying underneath Sol. The man was kissing your neck and leaving small bites and hickeys all over it. Your hands were tangled in his hair pulling him closer too you.
*ping* … *ping* … *ping* your phone was going off every 2 minutes. Which was being a total buzz kill hints the situation your in right now. A audible frustrated sigh was let out by Sol he grumbled a little and pulled away too looked at your phone. His face dropped too a mean look.
Sol took your finger and unlocked your phone, “say hi too Crowe pumpkin” Crowe? Was that the person messaging you, Sol just hovered the phone over you and held your chin slightly turning it too get a good view of your neck you stared straight into the camera, and with that you heard a snap from the phone.
This man just took a photo of you, “you look so pretty almost don’t want too send this” but just like that he sent it too Crowe… Sol typed something, the man looked at you then He showed you the message sent too Crowe, holding it still for you too read it, it was that photo and underneath of it was a message saying ‘sorry ___ is busy rn.’
You didn’t even care to be honest, well maybe a little bit embarrassed and you would probably have too apologise too Crowe at school tomorrow but right now, it didn’t matter too you all that you could focus on was the cold hands going under your shirt and roaming your body.
And the soft lips that kissed down your neck and on your stomach, and the hooded eyes that looked up at you from in between your thighs. Sol looked like a hungry man but a sickly in love dog at the same time. “Can I please” He tugged at the hem of your shorts asking no begging, if he could take them off. All you did was nod your head yes, and just like that he was tearing them off, you helped by raising your hips off the couch a little giving him the room too move them down.
Sol had thrown your shorts and underwear to the floor next too him, he hovered over you his arms stroking your hair, “can I make you feel good ___, please” His eyes were like a puppy’s his head slightly turned to the side, “yes… please Sol” you let out, your voice soft but there giving him the answer he needed, Sol just grinned and then dipped his head between your thighs again letting his hands rest on your stomach, he began kissing your inner thigh kissing up and up closer and closer towards the heat in between your legs.
“Your already so wet pumpkin, I know you needed me” sol teased your bud with his thumb for a moment smiling at your hips pushing deeper into his hand, Sol being too lean down too your bud his tongue lapped around your bud, he was sending shivers up your spine, his tongue was so warm. Sol wrapped his arms under your thighs pulling your hips closer too his face. This man looked like he couldn’t breathe. But he didn’t care this is exactly what he wanted exactly how he wanted you, sol started to devour you like a starved man getting his first meal in years.
Your hands reached down too his head grabbing his hair and tugging at it gently. He didn’t budge one bit though, you were so close; you were just on the edge of breaking. “Please don’t stop.” And with that Sols tongue moved faster around your sensitive bud your words gave him the pleasure he needed, You rocked your hips. You were basically riding his face.
Sol knew you were close when you were grabbing his hair more harshly, and that your moans were louder than the soft ones before. Your body quivered with your realise, your hips buckling under Sols arms. You’re back arching off the couch. Sols pace softened letting you ride out your high.
And once you were soaking in the after glow of your orgasm, Sol detached his face from your heat and hovered over you again, this time cupping your cheek and kissing you forehead, “you did so good for me pumpkin”. Sol got off the couch and then picked up your limp tired body and carried you bridal style too your room. It’s like he knew your apartment like the back of his hand.
Sol stepped into your room and laid you down on your bed and covered you with your blanket making sure it covered your shoulders so you weren’t cold, then he laid himself down next too you and moved your body close to his so he could rub your back and play with your hair while you tried too fall asleep.
Sol kissed the top of your head and smiled “good night sweetheart.” He whispered. And just like that your were out like a nightlight, being cradled in a pair of cold yet warm arms.
✎ᝰ. : I’m sorry if this does not make sense, it’s been awhile since I wrote smut 😭 please repost! It helps my stories reach out too other people!
✎ᝰ. : this character belongs too @/fantasia-kitt ! Please go play the kid at the back it’s an amazing game !!
soooo long story short I was up at like 6 in the morning dancing in my kitchen making breakfast and cleaning, and I had my windows open and it was cold and I was doing the dishes and I’m pretty sure I got sick because of the coldness surrounding me all this morning + with the hot water Turing cold on my hands too.
or I could just simply have gotten sick from my cousin. And I already have strep throat on top of this. So. Mamas now binge watching tpof play throughs and btd play throughs while drinking chamomile vanilla tea with honey.
this is my mode rn as I am eating pomegranate seeds and reading fanfics while watching markaplier. Please someone give me a partner or I’ll snatch the next couple I see and set them on fire.
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⟶ : mychael definitely will sit down and spend hours making you both matching sweaters, (bonus if he makes them have matching mushroom pockets)
⟶ : He would definitely make space in his garden for your own little garden whether it’s flowers or berries you want too grow, he’ll still make space
⟶ : likes when you both sit outside early in the morning with hot tea, I especially think he likes it when it’s just a bit chilly so you guys can share a blanket.
⟶ : he’s very easy too read when he’s nervous so if you flustered him a bit too much he’ll start too pull his sweater over his head too hide away
⟶ : if you are someone who’s afraid of chickens (hints me…) he’ll try and ease you out of that fear not forcing you too go up too them and hug them, just having you watch as he picks them up and pets them. Too hint too you that their nice.
⟶ : There is absolutely no way this silly guy isn’t the best at skipping rocks. I know he would skip them across the lake with no problem what so ever
⟶ : absolutely a baby when he’s sick, like he turns into a helpless cat. He’s all snuggled up in a blanket and has his hair tied up because his heads all hot. Makes groans cause he’s sick and hurts and makes you make him soup.
⟶ : makes you a little book about “surviving the woods” and it just has notes about poisonous plants/berries/mushrooms you can’t eat and what you can, and how to build a little fort and how to make drinkable water, it’s just an incase thing not like your gonna get lost or anything… hopefully not
⟶ : would definitely knit you a little him and you keychains so he can keep you on his pant loop and you can keep him on your bag.
⟶ : if your a reader or even a person the knits or crochets or even paints (so having hobbies) he likes when you sit by the fire place with him and do you own thing and he does his in complete silence, with just a little back and forth convos in between (he likes the peace between you too)
⟶ : his bed is probably filled with pillows and blankets he’s made. I know he likes fuzzy/cozy beds.
⟶ : he tends too feel awful after anything bad he does too you, like the whole yk passing out insistent, I know he was extra careful with you for the next couple of days.
⟶ : absolutely cherishes anything you make for him, like a flower crown he’ll hang it too dry and keep it hung up, a little drawing of him he’ll frame it and put it in his room, pot holders he’ll only be using those from now on.
⟶ : he’s probably ate a shroom before with out realising is and thought he was going too die on his trip down acid lane.
⟶ : if you have gen z humour he definitely doesn’t get it. (Sometimes nether do I) like he’ll say “huh? Gas? That isn’t gas that’s stew” … I feel ashamed rn and I don’t know why
⟶ : has a little leather journal that holds all his thought in it.
⟶ : I think this silly guy loves stickers, idk I have a feeling If you gave him a bunch he’ll end up putting them in his journal and fridge and stuff
⟶ : I don’t think he likes too swim.. idk I just have a sneaky felling he doesn’t
⟶ : probably has a sensitive neck, like blow on the back of his neck a little and he’s gone.
⟶ : lets you braid his hair or put it up in different styles as much as you want.
✎ᝰ : sorry these were short!! He’s such a cute silly little guy. I love him so much. Also I will not write smut for mycheal ! Or any ace character that is. Unless they have had a scene in the game and is was sexual and they did what it then I will, but I don’t like writing smut for ace characters cause they don’t get represented as ace characters if you know what I mean!
✎ᝰ : little shout out too @atsuriatsu for giving me the idea too write about this sweet boy!
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✎ᝰ. : I Do not own this character! This is a smut one shot so be careful !
✎ᝰ. : warnings! 18+ content ! The kid at the back is an 18+ game so is my account if you are underage please leave. This writing contains, smut ! Not proof read! You have been warned.
How did you end up like this, you were on your couch laying underneath Sol. The man was kissing your neck and leaving small bites and hickeys all over it. Your hands were tangled in his hair pulling him closer too you.
*ping* … *ping* … *ping* your phone was going off every 2 minutes. Which was being a total buzz kill hints the situation your in right now. A audible frustrated sigh was let out by Sol he grumbled a little and pulled away too looked at your phone. His face dropped too a mean look.
Sol took your finger and unlocked your phone, “say hi too Crowe pumpkin” Crowe? Was that the person messaging you, Sol just hovered the phone over you and held your chin slightly turning it too get a good view of your neck you stared straight into the camera, and with that you heard a snap from the phone.
This man just took a photo of you, “you look so pretty almost don’t want too send this” but just like that he sent it too Crowe… Sol typed something, the man looked at you then He showed you the message sent too Crowe, holding it still for you too read it, it was that photo and underneath of it was a message saying ‘sorry ___ is busy rn.’
You didn’t even care to be honest, well maybe a little bit embarrassed and you would probably have too apologise too Crowe at school tomorrow but right now, it didn’t matter too you all that you could focus on was the cold hands going under your shirt and roaming your body.
And the soft lips that kissed down your neck and on your stomach, and the hooded eyes that looked up at you from in between your thighs. Sol looked like a hungry man but a sickly in love dog at the same time. “Can I please” He tugged at the hem of your shorts asking no begging, if he could take them off. All you did was nod your head yes, and just like that he was tearing them off, you helped by raising your hips off the couch a little giving him the room too move them down.
Sol had thrown your shorts and underwear to the floor next too him, he hovered over you his arms stroking your hair, “can I make you feel good ___, please” His eyes were like a puppy’s his head slightly turned to the side, “yes… please Sol” you let out, your voice soft but there giving him the answer he needed, Sol just grinned and then dipped his head between your thighs again letting his hands rest on your stomach, he began kissing your inner thigh kissing up and up closer and closer towards the heat in between your legs.
“Your already so wet pumpkin, I know you needed me” sol teased your bud with his thumb for a moment smiling at your hips pushing deeper into his hand, Sol being too lean down too your bud his tongue lapped around your bud, he was sending shivers up your spine, his tongue was so warm. Sol wrapped his arms under your thighs pulling your hips closer too his face. This man looked like he couldn’t breathe. But he didn’t care this is exactly what he wanted exactly how he wanted you, sol started to devour you like a starved man getting his first meal in years.
Your hands reached down too his head grabbing his hair and tugging at it gently. He didn’t budge one bit though, you were so close; you were just on the edge of breaking. “Please don’t stop.” And with that Sols tongue moved faster around your sensitive bud your words gave him the pleasure he needed, You rocked your hips. You were basically riding his face.
Sol knew you were close when you were grabbing his hair more harshly, and that your moans were louder than the soft ones before. Your body quivered with your realise, your hips buckling under Sols arms. You’re back arching off the couch. Sols pace softened letting you ride out your high.
And once you were soaking in the after glow of your orgasm, Sol detached his face from your heat and hovered over you again, this time cupping your cheek and kissing you forehead, “you did so good for me pumpkin”. Sol got off the couch and then picked up your limp tired body and carried you bridal style too your room. It’s like he knew your apartment like the back of his hand.
Sol stepped into your room and laid you down on your bed and covered you with your blanket making sure it covered your shoulders so you weren’t cold, then he laid himself down next too you and moved your body close to his so he could rub your back and play with your hair while you tried too fall asleep.
Sol kissed the top of your head and smiled “good night sweetheart.” He whispered. And just like that your were out like a nightlight, being cradled in a pair of cold yet warm arms.
✎ᝰ. : I’m sorry if this does not make sense, it’s been awhile since I wrote smut 😭 please repost! It helps my stories reach out too other people!
✎ᝰ. : this character belongs too @/fantasia-kitt ! Please go play the kid at the back it’s an amazing game !!