A collection of my own fanfics from different stories, wattpad, tv shows, movies, or other books!
Categories include:
-fluff
-fantasies
-rewrite
-POV switch
-OCs one shots
-steamy
-smexy
-lemon
-smut
-LGBTQ
-lime
-AUs
-angst
-ideas
Status of stories...
I know it took me a bit long, but here you go, the second part of the preview :)
I really hope you like it.
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Love, E, Xoxo
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'I'm gonna make you scream my name.' The man growled as he pressed up against the green haired boy, one hand holding his arms back and the other groping his crotch. Today was his lucky day, this kid happened to wander into a deserted alley like this. Idiot, he thought, as his mouth pressed sloppy kisses to the kid's neck, and his hand squeezed his dick. Kids should know better than to wander all alone in slums like this.
'No...' The boy writhed, struggling to break free, but it only served to excite the peodophile even more. The man was panting against the pale white column of his throat, grinding up against him. Yes. Struggle, child. It will be over in a flash.
'I'm gonna make you scream my name,' repeated the man. 'Whether it is in pleasure or in pain, I'm gonna make you scream my name.'
'Let... me... go!' The boy coiled up and kicked out, launching the man back and slamming against the wall. The man collapsed, coughing. Then he stood up slowly and got to his feet.
How dare he! Feisty little shit.
'You... little... shit!' The man came barrelling at him from the opposite side of the alley, fist raised and spit flying, his face contorted into an expression of pure and unadulterated rage.
The man expected the boy to scream in terror. He'd expected him to run away, tears streaking his face at the sheer hopelessness of overcoming an opponent twice as big as he was. But he hadn't expected, was for him to fly at the man, a whirlwind of flailing limbs and twisted emotion.
The man stumbled from the unexpected attack and swung, but the boy easily ducked and closed the distance, landing some hard hits in a quick session before bouncing away. The man stumbled back a little, but let out a roar of anger and charged forward again.
This time, he got in close. The boy smelled of sweat and fear, emerald eyes dilated in terror. But that did not stop him from reaching around the man's head, right hand groping for his ear, and twisting.
The man screamed in pain as Izuku nearly tore his ear off, but instead of backing down, he wrapped his hands around Izuku's arm and twisted with almost animalistic viciousness, dangling him a few feet above ground. He expected him to scream, but he didn't. Instead he went completely limp in his hold.
What the fuck. The man shook him. Did he faint?
'Hey, mister,' said the boy, his voice oddly calm.
'Eh?'
'Since you hurt me,' the boy turned to look at him, and the man dropped him, shocked by the sudden, crazed gleam in his eyes, 'it's only fair that I hurt you, right?'
