I just wanna say, I absolutely love the idea of Tim and Brian’s missus’, as well as Tommy and Liam’s girls being friends.
Like they’re on a mission for a few days, and the girls just end up having a sleepover or some shit— which would be great, if not for the fact that they’re now all randomly getting calls, whether it be their lover laughing about what’s going on, or from one of them stealing the others phone. It’s just a whole ordeal.
I have no idea who Tommy & Liam are, but I'm glad this idea brings you joy!
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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:you can’t wait to get home from work to see what state your boyfriend is in after you decided to punish him from getting home late the night before..
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:sex toys,overstimulation,crying(from pleasure),begging,use of the word slut,orgasms,being tied up
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭:573
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞:my first fanfic so quite short and rusty but hopefully good!!
~smut under this~
———————————————————You was finally packing up your things from your shift at the office excited to go home,then your work collage stops you in your tracks and asked you “hey yn! do u want to come for a drink with everyone?”this is a regular occurrence with your work colleges always asking to go drinking after your shift. ”sorry babe i think im just gonna head home,my head is pounding and i just want to relax..i will next time though!”(little did she know that was definitely not the case,you thought to yourself) ”that’s okay,hope you feel better soon see u tommorrow!!” she replied, ”thank you i hope so too,have a good time see ya”.
You are a few minutes away from your house eager to get home.You press your foot down on the peddle increasing the speed,finally swerving right into your drive way,quickly grabbing your stuff and opening the front door.You chuck your things down when you enter your home,getting a smell of sweat from upstairs-you get to the top of the stairs slowly approaching your bedroom door which you left open.
There your boyfriend was.. with his wrists tied to the headboard and his feet tied to the footboard making his legs spread,showing off his angry,red cock aswell as his beautiful figure glistening with sweat and his own cum,he doesn’t realise you’re literally towering over his vulnerable,used body as he’s in another dimension with the amount of orgasms he has had whilst you’ve been gone until you say ”how many?” he opens his watery eyes to look at you,barley even able to make out it was his girlfriend standing in front of him,he hardly says “i-i lost..uhhh..ooohh”until another orgasm bursting out making he’s thighs shake.you fight back your smile from seeing your boyfriend look so slutty being used like he has whilst you’ve been at work.
-This was actually your idea as a punishment from him getting home late the night before-
Mingi is gasping for air as the vibrator you tied to his cock of full power makes him have yet another orgasm “your a slut you know that?”you say to your boyfriend probably on his 15th orgasm of the day.”n-no-no i’m not..”he replies squirming around on the bed making his arms flex from being restrained.You look at his puffy,watery eyes from all crying he’s been doing whilst you’ve been at work and pout in his face-“awh is poor mingi crying from cumming so much”you say to him,he just looks at you not able to say a word as the vibrator is still on max speed making his brain turn into mash from the overstimulation.
Your still stood over your boyfriend just admiring the mess he’s made and how he is quite literally begging for it to stop even though deep down he loves it-“mommy…pl-please turn..it off”he’s asks you to which you reply “no.”this tips him over the edge he is now balling his eyes out in front of you,squeezing his thighs together to try to move the vibrator which is again making him shoot hot ropes of cum out of his red raw cock causing let out a loud ass groan whilst shoving his head back into the one pillow you left him,you just laugh and say”you say your not a slut but this tells me otherwise”leaning down to his chest,that’s covered in his own residue to then go to his nipple and bite them-that made him whimper”d..do it..again..” you laugh and reply”your proving yourself wrong here…you…slut~”.
This story was pretty fun to make, and I liked how this Monster boyfriend turned out to be!
Warning: cussing, sexual content
Female reader X Male monster
My feet hit the ground as fast as my legs can move. My breath is coming out ragged, and my stomach feels like it’s about to come out my mouth. I keep running not looking back behind me, since that's my past not present moment. My vision become blurry and i’m sure to lose consciousness at any moment. This has to be the end of me. Yet, before I could lose it totally the coach blows the whistle.
“Alright, times up runners!”
I collapse on the ground, not having the strength to keep my body up. My friends rush over to help me stand and I’m more than grateful to feel their arms around me.
“You did awesome!” Lucy says excitedly while wrapping her big arms around my neck, and Tom has to yank her off so I can breathe again.
“Lucy chill! She just finished running!” I let out a breathless laugh as both of them start to quarrel over who is right or wrong. My friends have been here for me since my mother died, and knowing that they both look out for me each day is a blessing. Ever since I decided to do track for our final year of high school, they both supported my goals. It’s been so much fun to be able to move my restless body to be more active. I’ve been running since I was a little girl, and I felt the need to join the team ever since our first year. My teammate's are a little dysfunctional, but we all look after one another so it makes everything alright. This was actually my first day of training, and Tom and Lucy came to cheer me on.
I managed to finally get enough air into my lungs to finally speak to them.
“Hey, since I’m done for today, let’s get something to eat.” Both stop arguing and look at me, and with big smiles on their faces, they nod their heads. I laugh happily while I tell them to wait so I can get my stuff. When I get to my locker door I see one of my teammates also grabbing his stuff. His name is Eddie, and even though he's quiet, he is the strongest in the team. I look at him once and he nods his head but turns around back to his stuff.
As I grab everything I need, I feel a hand on my shoulder. Turning around, I see Eddie staring me down with a blank expression.
“Oh, uh, what’s up Ed?” I say casually, and he leans down to my ear making me flinch at his closeness. He usually is very reserved, not even speaking to anyone, so this makes me feel weird.
“Be careful.” He says, and I back away while looking at him confused. We stare at each other silently, without saying a word. Then just as suddenly, he heads out the door leaving me more stunned.
What the hell was that about?
I just shake my head, not really sure what to think. I don’t want to stand here all day, so I head out to see my friends. They both grin at me, and I smile back not really sure if I should share with them what just happened. Over a couple of minutes of walking away from the building, I decide I should just drop it since I don’t want to make a big deal out of nothing. Ed was probably just trying to say have a good day, in his own weird way...
We decided to eat at Subway, and I ordered my usual. We talk about how the school year is gonna be hard work and the gossip we heard recently. Tom then went on to talk about Ed, and that’s when me and Lucy stopped eating. Sighing, I already know where this is going to lead.
“I’m telling you, that Eddie is a creep!..The other kids say his homeless because he ran away from home..”
Tom eats while saying this, but looks at me for a reaction. Lucy intervenes though with a shrug of her shoulders, and continues with what she was saying to distract him.
“Er...Anyways! I learned today that one of the sophomores pranked a teacher by putting balloons all over the classroom!”
I laugh at knowing full well who did it, but Tom shake his head and looks away from me. I know what Tom is trying to do, but to be honest it’s not helpful. Him and Eddie never really got along, and because of that it always put tension between the two of them. He especially got angrier when I talk to Eddie and joined the same team with him. Me and Lucy got away from the subject by talking about funny stuff, which Tom totally loves to hear. After we eat and calm down the tension in the air, we all headed back to our homes to call it a day. Lucy was the first one to be dropped off from the bus, and then Tom. I waved him goodbye, and he waved back but with a look of a strange longing in his eyes. It made me feel uncomfortable, but he eventually went off as the doors closed. I looked at him through the window, and as the bus drives off he disappeared around the corner.
…
When I made it home, I was utterly exhausted from such a long day. I went into the shower first, and after that straight to bed. My room was filled with pictures of mom, friends, and dad. When I looked at them, it brought a sense of relief that was hard to feel in my day to day life. I never knew why, but when I use to see dad and mom together I especially felt wholesome. letting my thoughts dissolve as my body wraps around the blankets, I slowly make myself more sleepy. I was losing consciousness fast, until I heard a knock at my door.
I get up with irritation from being disturbed, but force myself to walk from my room to the door. I look through the keyhole, and I stop myself from breathing for a moment.
Their on the other side is...Tom?
I shake my head in confusion, not understanding why the hell his here so late at night.
“Umm..Tom? Is that you?” I say while backing away from the door. I hear a deep laugh, and he responds with a, “Duh, yeah?”
I let out a sigh not knowing what to do, since dad isn’t home at the moment to keep me company. I know Tom though, he wouldn’t do anything to me. Sure he's been acting strange, but he would never hurt me.
Knowing that I’m safe, I unlock the door to let him in.
“Geez, took you long enough!” He says playfully, and walks over to sit on my couch.
I just laugh sheepishly, still not knowing what his doing here. I go into the kitchen to make us some drinks, thinking he's probably thirsty. I was bringing the glasses out when a sudden loud bang came from the door. I almost drop the cups as I rush over to see what just happened. I hear Tom run from the couch to stand beside me, and he looks really irritated.
“Tom, did you invite Lucy over as well?” I ask, my voice shaking with fear as the door keeps being pounded on. He looks at me for a moment, and I notice his eyes look weird.
They almost look...Red?
I was gonna ask whats wrong with his eyes, but before I could, the door flies off its hinges. We both ducked in time as the door is thrown through my hallway, and lands on the other side of the wall.
I then hear a small growl from next to me, and when I look over, I see it’s coming from Tom.
Shocked, I notice he doesn’t look like himself anymore, but a monster.
He developed fur, sharp teeth, and red beady eyes that glow brightly. I scream while backing away, and as I look over to the door frame I see another guy looking down at us.
Not just any guy though, but Eddie.
He looks like a giant bat but stronger, furrier, bigger, and his eyes simmer with so much hate that I freeze in complete utter fear.
Wh-What the hell is going on?!
The person I think is Tom, lunges toward him on all fours with incredible speed. Eddie snarls as Tom jumps at him, causing them both to fall to the ground rolling. I sit their terrified as they both bite, scratch, roll around, and punch each other in the face. Not being able to handle what’s happening anymore, I close my eyes and huddle my body into a tight ball. I don’t know how long I stayed like that, an hour or so, until I heard the fight stop from a single crack.
Everything went silent, and I start to sob hysterically as I knew that one of them must have broken the other's neck. I was ready to get up and run, even though my legs felt like jello.
Yet, before I could a hand was on my back.
it caused me to cry all over again, and I forced myself to not shake. I felt two hands go underneath me and i’m lifted up into strong arms. I keep my eyes closed, as I don’t want to look at the creature carrying me. It walks down my hallway into my room, as I feel it lay me down on my bed. Then it laid down next to me.
I felt the creature wrap it's strong arms around my waist.
We both stay silent for such a long time, I heard my heart pounding. Being finally brave enough, I open my eyes to see a simmering black pair staring at me.
It was Eddie.
I pulled away to look at him fully, and could see the blood an the scars on his body. Our eyes locked and I could see his sadness.
It made me feel sympathy yet strong fear of him at the same time.
“What- why, did you kill Tom?” I whisper, feeling like I was his next victim. He lets go of me as he moves to sit on the corner of the bed. He looks human again, and I notice his hair to his shoulders look beautiful, and his dark skin shines brightly against the moonlight. Finally I hear him sigh, and he turned his body to face me.
“Tom was going to kill you.” He simply states.
I feel my heart stop beating for a moment, and new tears fall down my cheek. Was he telling me the truth, or was he just trying to lie to me? Why would Tom of all people try and kill me?
“Why would he try and kill me Eddie!?” I raise my voice, feeling anger at his words. Yet Eddie just shakes his head, and with a forlorn look he shuts his eyes while getting up to leave.
“Wait, where are you going!?” I yell after him, but know it’s useless since I can't even chase him while i’m shaking in fear. When he finally goes down to the front door, he turns to glance at me one last time. Without saying a word, he disappears right at the spot. I was left there alone, with only my thoughts to keep me company.
…
Weeks go by after the incident with Tom and Eddie. Tom’s family just disappears and I assume it’s because they don’t want to be discovered, or never existed. As for Eddie he hasn’t shown up to school for weeks now. Me and Lucy morn for our dead friend, and I refuse to tell her the truth.
I refuse to tell anyone actually the real truth of how Tom died.
My father ask how the door broke down, and I had to lie and say I didn’t know. It feels crazy for me to lie, but it’s crazier to tell the truth since no one will believe me. It consumes at me every night, day, and I’ve been losing weight from not wanting to eat anymore.
However, this night strangely, I find flowers next to my window. I asked my dad if he left them there, and he said no with a very confused look on his face. Soon, it’s not just flowers that are left there but jewelry, stuffed toys, and sometimes candy bars each night. I wanna laugh at what I get, but the feeling of dread for my dead friend drains me more.
One day in particular, I was walking home alone when I saw a figure under a streetlight. Not even a half a block away from the person, I knew it was Eddie.
My anger rises up throughout my being, and I have to control myself to not yell at him.
“Where have you been Eddie?” I say being right in his face, and he looks at me with a blank stare. He straightens up his posture though and puts his hands in his pocket.
“I’m sorry I haven’t been around, and I’m sorry about your friend, Tom..” he looks down while saying all this to my face, and I just let out a small laugh not believing this shit.
“Sorry is not gonna fix it, you need to explain everything to me, now!”
He keeps his eyes cast down, but he nods his head and turns to walk down the street. I hesitate for a moment knowing I should have called the police, but I follow him down a couple of blocks until we're right in front of an old broken house. It's gray, and it’s windows are dirty with years of neglect. We walked through the door - well, what’s left of it anyways - and go down to a single room. There in the room is a bed, a couch, and a desk with a lamp on it.
“Go ahead and sit wherever you like; are you hungry?” Eddie says, and I shake my head while walking over to sit in the chair at the desk. He shrugs, and lays down on the messy bed.
“I guess you want to know the full story, right?”
I nod in response, and that’s when he begins to speak. Apparently, The Tom I knew died a year ago. The last time I saw what looked like Tom was actually a creature called a changeling. These type of changelings go after people with strong hearts, and I was apparently one of them. Eddie knew from the beginning that the old Tom was gone, and he knew this because of his sensitive smelling, that only vampires have. Others like him hunt down bad spirits and evil creatures that try to eat humans for their life source. By doing so he earn an income, and free governmental protection. I barely hear what he says after that as my head feels like it will burst.
He eventually notices my face, and can tell I’m not buying any of this shit.
“ I’m not lying to you, in fact, I can show you.” Eddie stands up from the bed, and he does something that makes my skin crawl. He grabs a knife from under his bed, and he cuts down his arm. He leaves a severe laceration and a trail of blood pours down.
“Stop that, what are you doing?!” Startled, I get up and grab the knife out of his hand, throwing it out the window. He just looks at me annoyed, and rubs the back of his neck.
“Well, that was rude of you.”
I was about to slap him across his damn face for saying that, but before I could he held out his arm to me. I could see that the arm he hurt was all healed up in a matter of seconds. It’s was like he never even cut himself at all.
I slump back in the desk chair while rubbing my temple between my eyes.
You gotta be fucking kidding me.
…
After that day I visit Eddie more, and we talk about other creatures that are out to kill people. He tells me usually to mind my own business, and it’s not safe to get me involved. Yet my friend did died a year ago from a paranormal creature, so I tell him it is my damn business. Since he can’t get rid of me, we usually go out patrolling during the night to see if there’s any monsters out. I actually start thinking he's kinda cute - even though he can be a jackass - his kinda sweet. During the day he shows up to school again, and I usually sit with him during lunchtime. Lucy doesn’t really understand why I’m doing this, but she started to join us during lunch as well.
Tonight I was thinking of bringing him some dinner since the last time I checked his fridge, he had only old take out. I decided to come unexpectedly, because I wanted to surprise him. I walk to his front door and unlock it with a key he gave me. As I stepped inside I see that all his clothes are on the floor. Rolling my eyes, I picked them up and carry them to his bedroom. I call out his name a couple times, but Eddie doesn’t respond. I was starting to feel a little worried, until I heard water splashing upstairs. Not really surprised, I walk up to where the bathroom was and saw that the door was halfway open…
I see him fully naked, and he doesn't look human any longer but his furry monster bat form. He has his head hanging back, and I look down his body to where his hands are resting at.
I have to clasp my hands over my mouth to stop myself from gasping. He growls under his breath as he keeps moving his big hands up and down his dick. I feel bashful from seeing him like this, and as quietly as possible I go back downstairs. Walking to his room now feels very strange, as my body makes me painfully aware of how turn on I am. I wish I hadn’t seen that, but I try my best to calm down for it to not show. The minutes goes by until I hear footsteps come down the stairs.
Eddie opens the door, and when I make eye contact with him I feel myself melt all over again. Their, with only a towel around his waist, I see his defined muscles on his stomach and arms. He has an average build, but with how the water makes his skin shine I have to look away.
Timidity, I smile up at him to cover my shot out nerves.
“Hey Ed! What took you so long?” Eddie nods his head at my response and looks at the door behind him. He then looks back at me, and he gives me a look that makes me gulp.
“You saw me, didn’t you?” Eddy says in a low, but surprised voice as he walks to where I’m sitting. I flinch as he sits right up next to me. His so close even that water droplets fall on my pants. I could also smell the shampoo from his body, which is a mix between his man smell and strawberry smell. I feel my hands tightened around the sheets as my core heats up. I can’t even look him in the eyes anymore.
“Well, it wasn’t on purpose…” I managed to lie forcefully, and I get up to walk away.
However, I don't get that far as he wraps his arm around my waist and drags me down to the bed again.
He leans over me, and our faces are only inches apart.
“Do you know why I was masturbating?” His gruffly voice closes into my ear, and I can’t even speak but shake my head.
Eddie smirks, and I feel one of his strong hands go on my leg to my skirt.
“I was thinking of you..” he says finally before placing his lips on mine. I feel myself melt under his touch when his hand goes all the way into my underwear, fingering my most sensitive spot. My breath comes out in shudders as I grind on his hand. “Ed..” I mummer out, gripping his hair as he trails down his kisses to my stomach. Soon instead of hair, I feel fur underneath my hand. I look at Eddie to see he transformed into his bat self again, which is frightening but attractive at the same time to me.
His eyes are all black now, and his fur shines a deep night sky color that I find breathtaking. His ears are pink and pointy, as well as his little snout. I hear him growl as I buck my hips, and he responds by grabbing my sides down with a strong grip. He looks me in the eyes as he moves up slowly to my face, and something heavy dropped on my stomach. His shaft is as big as half my arm, and seeing it vainly lines makes me want to touch it. I reach out, and hold his cock in both my hands and pump it up at a slow pace.
“Ahhh..shit..” Eddie mummer now with a gravelly voice, and he bucks his hips to reply to my motions. Feeling my core ache, I can’t hold back any longer and move down his shaft to my pussy. Feeling my wetness make his shaft slippery, I lay my hands on his chest and ease on his dick carefully, taking my time to stretch myself out. Once I’m situated, he pushes deep inside with a thrust that causes me to scream, and before I can recover he thrust into me again. My insides feel like mush as our skin slaps together in the room making it echo off the wall. Eddie puts me on my stomach and rest his claws up against the wall. He then brings down his face to mine to say possessive words into my ears.
“Your mine now, do you understand? You can’t ever leave me..”
He thrust inside deeper, and my body shakes uncontrollably as my vision turns white.
“E-Ed…!” I cry out, feeling my climax consume me as I cum all over his dick. Soon Ed moves at a rugged pace and with a low growl, I feel his cum all inside me. He bites my neck then, leaving a vivid red mark to mark me as his own. I lay down on the bed for awhile, not being able to move my aching legs. He gently pulls me down to lay beside his hairy body. While curling up, he shrinks back to his human self.
“Are you okay?” He nuzzles my neck, and I pat his head with a lazy smile.
“I’m more than okay.” giggling, I wrap my arms around his neck keeping our bodies close.
“Will you stay with me, my lover?” He said hesitantly, and not feeling the energy to talk I just kissed his mouth, letting him know I’m more than happy to be his forever.
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You should date a girl who reads.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
