Novel & Cerita Smutty Fanfics

He’s dead. [Or stupid] --- Bullet Comments with spoiler will be screened out for the hero --- The bullet comments on the screen blew up into another climax, filled with more vicious curses this time and even less information. But the smirk on Meph’s face widened. “You guys are the best fans!” Meph’s long, deep, foxy eyes smile into two curvy lines, yet somehow he doesn’t come off as crafty but harmless and innocent, as if he really meant it. The amount of comments blew up, meaning star shards were a sensitive topic. At least, the “audience” had things to say about it.

CUT TO SOFEYA'S POV I glanced up at him and made a cute face, before glancing over at Rachel who's sucking his cock like she hasn't drank water all her life. Her head gag back and forth and it doesn't matter that the ground beneath us is burning our knees, I just want to taste his cum and have him fuck us hard like the little slut we are. We are his slut. We have always been and will always be. “I want to fuck you both now, I want to make your you beg for more. I want to have you both at once, girls.”

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

Protective, possessive and crazy with want. I bet he'd be like that in real life too, except a lot more charming and talkative than this guy. And with a way better butt. And… ➿➿➿➿➿ I blame the book. It turned smutty out of goddamn nowhere, so it put ideas into my head. And it also made it impossible for me to put it down or for me to stop picturing Bram as the guy... and me as the girl. So, when I fall asleep, the dream starts forming like a movie I'm too weak to turn off.

A text from mum: Mum: 👀 sooooo did he stay the night 👀👀👀 I groaned into my pillow. Me: maybe. stop spying on my life Mum: i will NOT. does he snore? is he secretly a bed hog?? is the kissy-boyfriend era real??? Me: 1. not yet 2. TBD 3. yes and it’s amazing, leave me alone I grinned at my own screen like a dope and tossed the phone aside. Whatever. Let the whole world know. Let them write fanfiction if they wanted. I had Cameron. That was enough.

“As much as I want to hear your voice I don't think my ears could take any more of your hollering.” “YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH! LET ME GO!” Spittle sprayed from his lips as he shouted at my face. But since time was precious, I didn’t wipe it instead I pushed his brother’s tongue on his wide-open mouth before quickly covering it with the duck tape. I stared at him in amusement as he was making a disgusting gagging noise. “It's not that gross you know. Just imagine you're swapping spit with your girlfriend.” His eyes almost bulged from its socket the second I mention a girlfriend. I tilted my head. “I know your girlfriend,” I said in a flat voice.

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yikes i dont like her. @tayloryourethemuse prob not my place to ask you to shut up but I'm still gonna be impolite and ask u to SHUT UP @cam-era both the camerizer fandom and the muser fandom are crazy. Hella fucking crazy. when the piping tea is gonna get served, a commotion is gonna be created. highkey cant wait. _________