This Was So Good Wtff!! Like Imagine How He Would Be If He Finally Fucked Her Tho?! My Mind Rn

This was so good wtff!! Like imagine how he would be if he finally fucked her tho?!🥴 My mind rn😫

That stalker!William Afton drabble was hot 😫 Maybe pt 2 can be a lil more darker and creepier where William breaks into her house n looks thru her panties and other stuff until y/n gets home so he hide in the closet. When she keeps masturbating to him he cant resist hearing her moan his name out loud. So he sneaks up behind her and puts his hand over her mouth as he fingers her. She’d get too distracted by how good it feels she doesn’t question how he got into her house in the first place.

OMFG HELLO?? ANON????? YOUR MIND. it’s giving joe goldberg oh god

warnings :: dubcon, voyeurism, stalking, degrading, trespassing, dark obsession, squirting, panty theft, overstim, fingering, more creepy shit. do not interact if you’re uncomfortable with dark content.

stalker!william who memorized your daily routine and schedule outside of work. he’s been watching you for the past few weeks thanks to the golden freddy plush, but also struggles to see you the same way at work. the sexual tension when the two of you end up together was too intense. william wishes to admit his dark desires that you may also have, but abides by his professionalism. one day you will be his, fucking you nonstop in the most filthiest ways. he just doesn’t know when. so out of curiosity, william ended up at your house.

on saturday mornings you’re always out of the house. the backyard window was cracked open, which was easy access for him to enter inside without the neighbors watching. he’s only seen your room in the same boring angle. he wanted to explore more, know more about you. after william looks around the main interior of your house, he’s drawn to your bedroom. taking in that scent of you mesmerized him; an addicting aroma he would faintly smell while you’re at work. already aroused, william would scavenge through your wardrobe where your panties were neatly folded. taking the pair he liked the most, he stuffed it in his pocket. his fantasy of seeing you all dressed up in lingerie for him came across his mind when he discovered your sets, astounding him. oh, how william would love to see you in the lace set or the silk set, seducing him to the point he’d tear it all off and take it out on you. his dark obsession for you would grow so erratic it would frustrate him more. in the midst of searching through your stuff, the front door suddenly opens. alarmed, william would scurry to your closet in hopes that you don’t find him. he also found it strange that you came back a little too early.

he sees you walk into the room, worn out and exhausted after coming back from the gym. you throw your bag on the desk and fall face down on the bed with your ass perfectly in his sight. even during post-workout, william would consider how breathtaking you look in his perspective. he thought of working out the same time and same gym you go to just to watch you. maybe even show off in front of you. but still trapped in the closet, there was no way for william to sneak past without getting caught. not that he would mind staying longer since he’ll be seeing you, but there were other errands he had to take care of. it wasn’t until he catches your hand traveling down your stomach all the way to where your cunt was. he felt his dick throbbing when you slightly moan, playing with yourself while your leggings were still on.

and so the fun begins.

william palmed the bulge in his pants when you pull your leggings and panties down to your knees and arch your back. face down, ass up, watching you play with your swollen cunt just like always. it was so, so worth it for him to end up this way, stalking you through your closet while you helplessly finger yourself. if only it was him, and only him, fingering you instead. owning your pussy just like that, hitting the spots that make you lose yourself. he wanted to, he wanted to. as quiet as he could be, william pulls down his pants and grabs his cock, once again jerking off to you pleasuring yourself. your moans were so raw, so delightful compared to on camera.

“fuck. please, please... fuck me like that, mr. afton,” you mewled. william felt his dick twitch when he heard you whine his name, halting his strokes. he can hear the lewd sounds of your pussy dampening around your fingers, your pleading whimpers and moans of wanting to orgasm. all while thinking of him.

“this pussy is all yours, sir.”

“oh god, william… it feels so good.”

“cum inside me, please. i want it all in this pussy.”

william couldn’t hold back any longer just watching. he had already lost his inhibition. the sexual rage you sent him invaded him tremendously that it was unforgivable. how merciless it was of you to make him feel this way. no matter how many times he’s jerked off to fantasies of you, nothing made him more ravenous than to leave that closet and sneak quietly and cautiously towards you as you were lost in your desires. william would straddle over you by one foot on the bed while the other on the floor. he didn’t hesitate to reach straight into your pussy and rub it at a much faster pace while the other clasps his hand over your mouth.

your moans turn into startled screams and gasps, struggling to escape this frightening grip until you realized it was william. your mind was too overstimulated to fight back; either this was a lucid dream of your forbidden fantasies or your boss from work was really here at your house, fingering you so good that your body easily caved into his touch. william gave a deep, unethical chuckle as your muffled moans grew more pathetic and louder than before. his fingers were already glistening from your wetness that an orgasm couldn’t be just more than a few seconds away. the sounds you made just kept provoking him to overstimulate you some more.

“now what did you say earlier, darling? that this pussy is all mine?” he mused, roughly bringing you to your knees. this time you were locked in william’s tight embrace of his hand over your mouth and still fingering you with his wrist resting on your pelvis. he can picture the position so well in his head—if only your body mirror was in range just to take in the sinful, delectable sight.

“you want me to make you cum? oh, that’s no problem at all. but does a desperate whore for me like you deserve it?” william taunts, kissing your temples and biting your neck. you rapidly nodded, completely beseeched and fervent to make you feel good until you’re a mess.

william hovers his palm off your mouth just to hear you. “please, mr. afton. i want you to make me cum,” you plead as you arch your neck back. he would wrap his large hands around your throat while fucking his fingers into you, hearing you cry out and squirm when he curls his fingers inside. william kept hitting your g-spot it felt shattering. the way you’re grinding your ass on his cock, his belt still unbuckled and pants pulled down to his thighs.

“you nasty, pathetic slut. can’t help but play with herself while thinking of me.”

“you have no fucking idea what you do to me whenever i’m around you. been wanting to do this ever since i saw you.”

“be a dirty little whore for me and cum. i wanna see it. i wanna be the first man to make you squirt.”

william’s tantalizing voice and his deep growls filling your ears reduced you to nothing but a brainless slut that he enjoys fucking. the orgasm building in your cunt kept intensifying, your walls squeezing around his fingers and shamelessly moaning out loud. when his fingers pumped in and out at a pace you couldn’t handle, you couldn’t help but gush over his hands and on the bedsheet. tiny droplets of clear fluid dribbling down your thighs and on his fingers got you stunned and speechless. william’s never been so turned on by this.

“‘atta girl. squirting all over your boss like the whore you are. if i can make you squirt from my fingers, i wonder how insane you’d go when i fuck you hard with my cock.”

daily reminder that your favorite authors don’t need to write whatever you want, they’re free to write whatever they want, if you want it so bad write it yourself🧘‍♀️

also to authors, it’s okay to drop out of collabs, it’s okay to say you’re gonna write something but don’t end up doing it, it’s okay to change your mind on things.

Hey, can y’all rb this if it’s okay to send you messages asking about your ocs, cause on god I wanna interact with y’all but I am terrified of being annoying lol

Oh my god😭 moon’s face

Moon but he's your sleep paralysis demon lmao.

Was thinking about the roommate situation said to occur in late Solar Lunacy, and I feel like Moon would be a super creepy sight to wake up to.

(Solar Lunacy by @bamsara)

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A character arc where the character who did terrible things and regrets them is forced to live, to put one foot in front of the other and find healing, who chooses to pour goodness into the world and make the world a better place

Is more satisfying to me than a character arc where the character who did terrible things and regrets them is redeemed through death

99.9% of the time.