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Summary: Donnie sneaks through your window. You’re basically in a situationship.
Warnings: christian themes, cheating, Donnie is a creep, dom!Donnie, oral (f receiving), fingering, corruption/innocence.
Word count: 1050 ish
Notes: Maybe this is a bit rushed but it is what it is. Prob typos cause I’m lazy.
You were just about to fall asleep as the sound of rocks smattering against your window woke you up and had your eyes wide open. You reluctantly got up and gave Donnie a tired, half smile.
He climbed up the tree next to your window, and you let him in. Of course you did. Even though your parents hated him, even though he never showed up for church and even though your high school football boyfriend wanted him dead. This was your rebellion against it all.
He landed on your floor, his black converse stark against the pink rug. This wasn’t his first time here, yet his eyes still scanned your room as if it was. Maybe he liked to remind himself who he was corrupting. His eyes grazed the cross above your bed, the locked diary on your bedside table (which he snooped through whenever you went to the bathroom) and your pristine, white, unstained sheets. A testament to how unskilled your boyfriend was.
Donnie sat down on your bed. This was part of the routine. You plopped down next to him. Exchanged small talk. How are you? You looked nice at school today. Does your mom know you pin your skirt like that? This always ended in you blushing and him egging you on. “I read a bit of your diary last time I was here” Donnie spoke and your eyes instantly widened. “You really think about me when he fucks you?”
You felt like slipping through the mattress. You hated that word. “I didn’t think anyone would read it” you mumbled, as if it would save you. Donnie smiled at you, his ego multiplying by thousands. “He doesn’t do it like me?” Now it was a straight home-run, he had successfully caught you in his web. You shook your head. Getting trapped in recent memories of your boyfriend pushing your head down and flipping you over, quietly getting himself off as your mind slipped elsewhere.
Donnie’s hands crawled up your thighs beneath the night gown. “He doesn’t do this?” A light finger circled your clit through your panties. Your eyes shut close in an attempt to keep it together. “No” you managed to get out through your gritted teeth. “Not a very good boyfriend then.”
Donnie laid you down against your pillows, he always wanted you face up. You thought it was romantic, in reality he did it so he could watch you struggle to keep your mouth shut.
He pulled your underwear to the side and ran a finger through your wetness. “How long has my dirty girl gone without it?” His thumb spread the slick over your clit. “Two da-“ You began but quickly got interrupted. “No, not since you had sex, Since you came” Donnie clarified. Your eyes didn’t know where to look. You looked up, but the cross stared back down at you. So you settled on looking at Donnie, even though it felt like too much. “Two weeks.” Donnie gave you a pout, equally cruel as it was sweet. “Sweet girl can’t do it without me?” He said as one of his fingers entered you. He had the same look as the one you give the hunted rabbits on national geographic.
You didn’t know how to respond his question. Not because you didn’t have an answer, but because you weren’t sure if you could get the words out. So, instead, you whined and moved your hips down against his finger. You didn’t want him to go slow, though, Donnie might be tough to convince tonight. See, he had just jerked off to a picture of you before he came over. The one from the year book, where you’re sitting with your girlfriends on the grass in the sun. With a flower tucked behind your ear and a broad smile. To say he was spent was an understatement.
He entered another finger, and you had to bite your knuckle. If your parents found out, they’d most likely kill both of you. Donnie kept the torturous pace. His favorite part was when you couldn’t take it anymore and had to confess what you needed from him. He wasn’t about to give up seeing this sweet girl spout profanity tonight.
You gave Donnie a sigh. “Not enough?” he shot back. Your shaking head was met with a “dirty girl”, but no chance in action. You had played this game before and knew your way out was to speak. It made your chest clench when you did, but your thighs did the same; resulting in your head spinning with prayers, unclear to whom. “Want your mouth.” It was barely a whisper. Your cheeks flushed with shame and arousal.
Donnie dragged your underwear down, discarding them on your floor. He folded up your gown and laid down on his stomach, taking a second to appreciate the view.
The first moves of his tongue were frustrating. It circled around your folds and around your clit, never actually settling on it. His hot breath fanned against your wetness. Just as anger almost began to bubble inside you, he licked a stripe up from your hole to your clit. And stayed there, working small circles on it.
Even though Donnie was sure there was nothing left in him, he couldn’t help but slightly rut against your sheets. He had missed you so terribly recently. Finally, he was tasting you again, which was a hundred times better and more intense than burying his face in your stolen panties. The thought of your oblivion to this had him enveloping his lips around you.
You winced at the upped stimulation, his tongue flicked against you while the suction had you pulsating. Your hands grabbed onto his hair as you tried your best not to push him harder against you. His name echoed in your head as the pressure built, your thighs hugging the sides of his face.
You came with a held back, strained moan. Donnie’s chin was glistening as he came up smiling at you. After a kiss, he was out again, running across the street to his house.
Before falling asleep, you picked up your diary and wrote his name over and over again.
This will probably update if I get other things I wanna write for :3
🌈 - Anything and everything
🧠 - Thoughts and random things
💌 - Anything Triplets
🩷 - Triplets n Friends
💙 - Matt Sturniolo
🧡 - Chris Sturniolo
💜 - Nick Sturniolo
🐤 - Anything Quackity
🎧 - Cc!q
🎲 - C!q
🎀 - Q!q
🧔♂️ - Anything Jake Gyllenhaal
🐑 - Jack Twist
🐰 - Donnie Darko
🍃 - Pilot Kelson
📖 - Holden Worther
⚖️ - Detective Loki
📰 - Robert Graysmith
🫧 - Jimmy Livingston
Comment as many as u want!!! ^w^
cutie patiotie
how do you think donnie or jake would deal with an unplanned pregnancy?? 👀
Honeyy 🤭🤭
I went with Donnie <33
Warnings: unplanned pregnancy, mentions of abortion, anxiety, little angst with a happy ending
A/N: Shout out to auntie Elizabeth, I love you Maggie 😭
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Man, he would be TERRIFIED
Like... he couldn't even take care of himself, how the fuck is he supposed to take care of a child?
Whenever you tried to talk, he was always devastated
And these first weeks would be terrible for you, because you needed support, you were also scared, but he was a mess and it was impossible to get any support from him
But he only realized that on the day you freaked out in front of him, after all those days pretending to be okay
"Donnie, I know this isn't what we wanted, but it happened and now we have to fucking deal with it. I need to do something about it and it would be of great help if my boyfriend who didn't want to use a fucking condom could help me!"
He froze in his place, seeing your tears fall.
You felt terrible for snapping at him, knowing that he wasn't okay... but you had the right to not be okay too
"I spoke to you sister." You spoke again, realizing he wouldn't. "She said she knows a place..."
"What?" He frowned. "You're not thinking about..."
"Of course I am, Donnie... how the fuck am I supposed to do this?" You cried harder
"I... I know, but..." He was invaded by some kind of feeling he hadn't experienced yet. "But it's... it's our baby. It's... ours. You and me."
You looked at him with the most heartbreaking expression he had ever seen
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry about the way I've been acting... I should have been by your side." He sighed sadly. "I understand if you don't want to keep it. I mean... what if the baby turns out to be a fuck up like me"
In the middle of everything you were going through, you hadn't thought about it. Yeah, what if the baby turned out to be like him
Turned out to be that funny and sweet
With his eyes and that laugh that you loved
With that kind heart and that sense of justice that would always get him in trouble
"I love you, Donnie." You smiled at him, wiping your tears away. "It would be an honor to have a son like you."
"No, it wouldn't." He rolled his eyes. "And what kind of dad would I be? They would be so... unhappy and traumatized, for sure."
Nothing made you sadder than hearing about how much Donnie hated himself. He wouldn't miss an opportunity to bring himself down, to tell you how undeserving of you he was
"Well, I think..." You were about to defend him, then you stopped
You thought about this whole situation for a second and laughed
He had never been that confused in his life... what was so funny in a moment like this?
"I am losing my mind." You told him before throwing yourself in his bed, looking at the ceiling
He sat beside you, waiting for further explanation
"I'm just..." You continued. "I walked through that door ready to communicate that I'm getting an abortion and now I'm daydreaming about this like it was a good idea."
"It's a terrible idea, isn't it?" He allowed his body to fall beside yours on the bed
"Yeah, it is..." You sighed
"Can I be honest with you?" His cheeks turned a little red
"Hmm?"
"I hadn't thought about getting rid of it for a second before you mentioned it... isn't that weird?" He admitted. "You know damn well how much of an overthinker I am, I thought about every fucking thing, from holding a newborn to paying for college, both equally terrifying, but I... never once thought of the possibility of just... not doing any of that."
"That's how I know you'd be a great father." You shrugged, watching him tilt his head like a puppy. "Come on, Donnie... any other guy would just dump me. And you immediately thought about all of this... because you'd actually do this, you'd be involved and work hard so everything would be perfect."
He thought about it for a second
You respected his silence, taking your time to absorb all of this... could it really work? Were you convincing him or yourself?
"Y/N..." his hand went to your face, thumb gently stroking your cheek. "I will understand if you really decide to get the abortion. It's your body and... well, this sure as fuck isn't ideal. We should be worried about whether we are going to college, not if someone else is, but..."
"Donnie." You tried to hold back your laughter. "You're the only one here worried about paying for a bunch of organized cell's college."
He laughed. For the first time since he heard the news, he laughed. Until his cheeks hurt. God, you were in love with him... enough to agree with what he would say next
"I know it's stupid... and I know that our families will kill us..." He smiled. "But if you want to, I... I think we could do this... y'know... think we could be a family. Us and our little... hmm... organized bunch of cells."
Elizabeth was the first to hear the news... I mean, she already knew about the pregnancy, but now she knew you were keeping it
She was proud of his brother and how he was brave enough to do this, but she would never let him know that
She teased the shit out of him
Called him "father of the year" and made remarks like "you should know this, you're a father now"
His mother fainted when she first got the news... but she got used to it pretty quickly
Specially after seeing how much more dedicated to his treatment Donnie was now
He was so focused on being okay... on preparing himself for being the best person he could be
And when your belly started to grow, shit started to get real
And, surprisingly so, that didn't freak Donnie out, it excited him...
He would spend hours ranting about his nerd shit to your belly
He would read all the books he can find about pregnancy and come up with weird and mildly disgusting facts to you
Yeah, I don't know what to say... he is a huge baby, so now you'd have two <3
THIS WILL BE PART ONE MOST LIKELY
Pairing: Donnie Darko x reader 🎀
Warnings: cursing, mentions of masterbating, bullying
Summary: you stick up for Donnie
Poor Donnie baby couldn’t even breathe without getting to know you. He had to know your every secret, your every thought. He wondered if you thought about him as much as he thought about you. “She’s just perfect” he thought to himself as he watched from his seat at lunch. you were smiling and laughing with your friends. You looked like an Angel when you smiled.
“Oh my god. Don’t look now, but Schizo is totally staring” your friend Camille said, turning up her nose at him in disgust.
You turned around to indeed find him staring. “What, Donnie? That was really mean that’s actually a real problem by the way” you scolded her. You were gonna let it slide until your other friend izzy jumped in. “Aww Donnie freak has a little crushy crushy on youuu. He probably jerks off every night to your yearbook photo” they both laugh. “Oh Y/n~ you look so beautiful~” she mocks in a moaning voice.
“Hey, stop teasing him. If anyone’s a freak, it’s you.” You snapped. “Why are you defending him? He’s weird.” Camille laughed.
You scoff “And so what? What if I like weird? What if I like the way he stares? I’m not gonna sit around with you fucking hookers any longer.” You go off, grabbing your food and walking over to Donnie’s table. What you didn’t know was, Donnie heard the whole thing.
“Seat taken?” You ask politely, gesturing to the seat next to him.
Your voice took him by surprise, as well as the fact you’re even talking to him. “Oh uh..no not at all..go ahead” he spoke shyly. He just couldn’t help but be shy around you. He felt your thigh brush against his as you sat down right next to him and gets red in the face.
“Your eyes are so- sorry never mind ignore that” he cuts himself off, covering his face in embarrassment. He couldn’t believe he almost confessed about how pretty you are! What a fucking loser! He thought yo himself “They’re what..” you waited patiently for an answer, scared of what he might say next. Ugly? Revolting?
“Pretty” your blush came just as fast as the words came out. “You’re a little weird.” You smile. “Sorry- I just-“ He looked down at the table. “It’s cute” you cut him off, smiling at him.
“What?..”
TO BE CONTINUED CHAT
But also I’m sorry that I divided them into two, I couldn’t really think of anything else yet but I hope you like it🙂
Y’all I completely changed my page Ik y’all so used to outsiders content and I might still writ for them but I might make a new page and restart so yeah DONNIE DARKO BAEEE😫😫😫
Might also delete everything that’s NOT GOOD
donnie darko cuddling fluff would be super cute
Yesssss I got you bb
Ima make these into headcanons if you don’t mind
Um first of all, he loves thighs OMG
Please throw your legs over his and he is over the moon
Loves when you play with his hair especially when he sleeps
Speaking of sleeping, when you are cuddling and you are playing with his hair, he is less likely to sleep walk out the house and into the streets
He just feels so so so safe with you babyyyy😫
“No put them back!” He whined as you went to get up, removing your legs from over his
“Donnie I have to pee”
“Oh my godddddd just pee on me or Wtv I don’t care come backkk”
This resulted in a weird look btw
LOVES when you kiss his neck and his cheek while he sleeps
Frank is literally invested deadass
“Yo chat I think she want that”-frank
MWUAHHHHHH
Someone pls I’m bored and if I don’t write ab something I’m literally gonna delete this page😫 (not actually pookiee)but frrrrrrr a bitch boredddd
Also I have ideas written down but I wanna see what you guys can offer to make sure it matches up with what you guys like
WHO LOVES DONNIE DARKO 😭 show that mf some love
OKAY LISTEN UPPPP
New character I’m OBSESSED with likeeee
Anyway a show of hands who loves jake gyllenhaal?????
DONNIE DARKO IS MY NEW CHARACTER PLS REQUEST FOR HIM I NEED INSPOOO😭😭😭😭IM DESPERATE