Sexualthemes Stories

Your a normal girl who lived a pretty good life. what happens when your kidnapped and put through multiple tortures with Marilyn Manson? What happens when you and Marilyn Manson get kidnapped by some insane stalker? Warning... Warningng... Warning... Warning... Warning. this book contains topics that are not suitable for some readers, sexual themes and tramatic imagery will be used. reader discresion is advised.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺? 𝘐𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦... 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰, 𝘠/𝘕. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘥𝘦𝘳." In the gritty, unforgiving underworld of New York City, Y/N is a beacon of light-a soft-hearted journalist who believes there is good in everyone. Alongside her colleague and dear friend Eiji Okumura, she dives into the dangerous territory of street gangs to document a life she barely understands. There, she meets Ash Lynx, a boy with the face of an angel and the soul of a soldier. While the mystery of "Banana Fish" unravels and blood stains the pavement, Y/N becomes the only person who offers Ash a touch that doesn't hurt. Their love is a desperate, beautiful rebellion against a cruel fate-leading to an ending where the sun finally stays up for the Lynx.

You are a Jedi helping Anakin and Obi Wan on an important mission. Cover Art by 5healthMONO

Time wasted. Nightfall ends. The moon rises, and her screams fall dead. He comes out of the camper, grips my shoulder. His breath hovers over my left ear. It makes my heart pound. I swear, for a moment. Just that one moment. He can hear it. "Be good, and go wait in the truck." He says in his deep husky voice. My breath hitches and I nod. I get up and gather my things near me, I walk over to the truck. It's color is black, like his soul. I can't walk right. my feet keep wanting to stumble over things that aren't even there. I grab the handle and climb in. as I sit there, I look at myself in the mirror. Blood on my neck. his large handprint had stained my neck, and shoulder. Tears filled my eyes. I want to cry. I want to escape, but he knows me too well. And it's not like I can even run. He knows my... Every. Single. Move. It's like he created me and I'm his play thing. I don't understand this, and I hate it. What did I do wrong? What is this situation. Why did one date, turn into this monstrosity? Help. (This story includes rape, sexual assault, sensitive subjects, abuse, manipulation, gaslighting, and gore. If uncomfortable please don't read. Thank you.)

18+ NO MINORS PLEASE. Mentions of sexual scenarios, abuse/assault. The hole nine yards In these chapters, they will hold the explicit scenes. I may be slightly too embarrassed to keep in the actual story. Enjoy

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Maknae line duplicates are on a very important mission : Fuck Jimin, Taehyung & Jungkook.

Gingers always getting herself in trouble, whether it be with her job, her friends, or her relationships. Struggling to make an income and pay rent, a handsome young man comes along and offers to help her out, with one condition, she leave the life she knows. Will Ginger decide to stand by her friends? Or take a new lease on life?

(HEAVILY based on headcanons!) a [SPICY] sonadow fic about what exactly Shadow experiences mentally when around Sonic. *INCLUDES: Top shadow, bottom sonic, masturbation, situationships, mpreg [trans but still-] etc!!*

There's only one girl he's ever truly loved, but the head between his legs thinks differently than the one on his neck. Can he change? Or will he loose everything in the mist of bad decisions. Love you the most.

(Selah; short for Methuselah an exoplanet) Selah always knew that something inside her was building. That she was destined for something more than just being a normal teenage girl. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And thats when it happened, the one faithful day her world got turned upside down.

WARNING: there's gonna be some really fucking weird shit that may make you want to throw your phone...you have been warned.

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝟐𝟑𝐲𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞? 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯, 𝐚 𝟐𝟕𝐲𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥. 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬.

Kyle x Reader All characters are 16/17/18+ Set in South Park in 2018 forward, as time progresses.

limbo is a decision either you fall forward or fall backward. people said no matter how bad life put you through, you must keep on moving forward, you will surely see the sun by the end of the day. and this is how i move forward.

[warning: strong language and may contain some sexual themes. if said themes get too explicit then i will change the rating to 'mature'.] [also contains some unplanned and slight taehyung x reader.] "noona, how do you figure out the mass here?" "rearrange the equation, dumbass! and i've told you to stop calling me 'noona'!" all this shouting from quickly spiking anger was really doing a number on my throat. if only i'd grabbed some water on the way here. if only i hadn't even applied for this stupid fucking job that i'm barely being paid minimum wage for! even babysitters get paid more than me and i'm basically doing their job for much older children for way less! and i'm teaching them too, but no, i'm not allowed a pay rise until i'm actually eighteen. out of the corner of my eye was one of the seven hunched over his desk. he had edges of a book sticking out of his folded arms- which weren't moving. never mind in a writing motion. i could feel the twitch of my eyebrow signalling that my irritation was peaking. i grabbed the pen on the teacher's desk (which i was currently occupying) and launched it at the dark haired figure, bellowing a, "WAKE THE FUCK UP!" to my chagrin, the figure raising his book with one hand as a shield. i grit my teeth. he lowered it to shoot me a confident and proud smirk. that was when those bone-like defenses crumbled and out roared an exclamation of, "MOTHERFUCKER!" this irritation that was almost like a rash after being bitten by a bug was min yoongi. always sleeping in my tutor lessons, failing the quizzes with no apology or "i'll do better next time", always dodging any of the attacks headed his way when i got too heated and always mocking me afterwards. i hate him. i hate min yoongi and his attractively smug ass. yes, attractive. he's attractive. and that makes me hate him even more.

When the smoke cleared Detroit was in ruins. Bodies, Android and human alike littered the streets. The first murder is ignored, dismissed as androids have yet to obtain their rights. The second leaves a gaping wound in Markus and the third threatens to destroy all he has worked so hard to preserve.

{Diabolik lovers} -Teaser- As she runs across the hall, her heart starts palpitating at a rapid rate, beads of sweat strolling down her face as she does her best to keep her pace the same. "Irina-chan! Run! Run away from here!" Her sister's words stuck in her head as she paced faster than her fast legs could take her. She didn't take a chance to look back as she felt scared that she'll slow down. She was too scared to look up front. Her vision started blurring, the hallway seemed endless, like it was made for her to get lost and never escape. She finally took a turn and saw a huge door in front of her face. Almost immediately she opened it and silently yet quickly closed the door as she hides behind an island countertop. As she takes a breather her heart starts slowly going down at a normal pace, her fatigue starts to get to her as the adrenaline rush fades away. She closes her eyes for a second as she takes a huge sigh of relief. "Found you~" Her eyes shot open at the sudden voice, looking around her as she can't find the voice in this dark, suffocating room. Lights suddenly light up as she slowly looks up. A large man towers her as he smiles in victory. His hungry eyes glowed in the shadows. A bead of sweat formed as a feeling of insanity rushed through her body. "Heh, I got caught." The game of Hide and Seek is now over. -Disclaimer- • I do not own Diabolik lovers. I am simply making a story of it with my oc in it for the sake of my ideas and imaginations going through my head. -Warning- • Bad grammar • Uncensored swearing • Mature content • Mentions of sexual themes READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! I am responsible for educating people about these topics but I won't take responsibility for whatever they do with the information. This story will have very slow updates as I'm working on other ongoing fanfics. Happy reading ♡

A fictional poetry book.

Season 10 SPOILERS!! It was supposed to be easy. Nothing but some demons having a little too much fun. In and out, like they had done so many times. After Dean's death and the disappearance of his body, Sam is left broken. He shuts everyone out and dedicates all of his time to hunting, trying desperately to distract himself from the overwhelming emptiness he felt. In his grief, he forgot about the one person who could've shared in his pain, who was suffering alongside him. Castiel never gave up. He was determined to find a way to bring Dean back. He never stopped searching for the long-lost hunter. He wasn't expecting Dean Winchester to find him first. Deanmon (demon!Dean) Destiel One-Shot -- 5558 words