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nichowrld · 2 years

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TALK TOO MUCH — K

pairing — k x fem reader

genre — fluff, crack, frenemies to lovers

word count — 767 words.

request -> “something frenemies to lovers with k with one of my favourite clichés "mom and dad are fighting". I can definitely see one of the younger ones saying this rendering both reader and k speechless hehe” for anon <3

you and k were frenemies. there was no doubt in that.

well, you weren’t exactly enemies, you could have a conversation with him without arguing a couple of times, but most of the time you two would have a disagreement on the most random things you could possibly argue about.

“k do you even know the amount of salt your suppose to put in that?”

“yeah i do, because unlike you i know how to cook.”

“you fucki-“ “do they always argue like this?” yuma asked nicholas, who was on his phone. “yeah, it never ends when it comes to them so you’ll have to get used to it.” nicholas responded.

since then, nobody really questioned whatever you had going on with k. though, everybody thought you two would be a cute old married couple couple, especially the younger members.

you had gone out with k & the younger members to eat, you loved hanging out with them, the only thing that was stopping you from having fun was k’s dumb remarks that he totally didn’t make up on the spot.

“ahh im so full! i can’t eat anymore.” maki dramatically said as taki dropped his chopsticks on his plate. “can i take a box of this home with us? it’s too good!” taki said. k nodded.

“im gonna go to the bathroom really quick!” harua said as he got up and walked to the bathroom. you guys spoke before the waiter came towards your table, “are you guys ready to pay?” the waiter asked as you and k nodded, pulling out your wallets.

“why did you take your wallet out?” “because i’m gonna pay? what else would i take my wallet out for?” “im paying.” “no your not.” “yes i am.” “just let me pay.” “yn shut up i’m paying.” “no your not.”

taki and maki looked at each other and the waiter as the table was filled with bickering between you and k. taki grabbed his wallet and took out his card, silently giving it to the waiter, who looked scared out of his mind.

“just go.” taki mouthed to the waiter as he walked away, harua came back from the bathroom, confused on why you and k were arguing.. again..

you and k finally stopped bickering, looking at taki and maki, who had the most disappointed looks plastered on their faces. harua didn’t know what was going on, so he just sat there confused. “where did the waiter go?”

“here you guys go! have a fantastic day?” the waiter quickly said, giving taki his card back and walking away. you and k were shocked to say the least. “taki did you—“ “yes i did! because two very grown adults wouldn’t stop arguing over who’s paying!” taki sarcastically said as maki stifled a laugh.

“oh.” you said, slowly putting your card back in your wallet. k scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. “at this point you guys are my parents.” maki jokingly said as harua agreed, “not even- they are like a old married couple.” harua said as maki and taki laughed.

your face had been hot as k put his head down in embarrassment. how could you and k, two grown adults start acting like children and then get humbled by taki?

eventually you all had left that restaurant (that you will probably never return back to) as the younger ones returned to their respective rooms, you were about to leave before k stopped you. “yn.” “yeah?” “you talk too much.” you rolled your eyes at that comment.

“shut up k.” “im just messing with you yn, you do understand that.. i never hated you, right?” k asked you, his hands in his windbreaker’s pockets. “i mean yeah.. i never hated you either k, you just started taunting me so i did it back to you.” you responded.

“i guess that’s my fault, to be honest i don’t want to be like this forever, i genuinely want to get to be close with you without arguing all the time.” k admitted. you looked at him, trying to see if he was lying, but there was no lying coming from his aura, he genuinely meant what he said.

“same.” you two were in complete silence for a couple of seconds before k spoke up. “how about this- i’ll take you out and we can start growing together, you know?” you choked on your saliva.

“like a date?“ “if you wanna call it that, then yeah, like a date.”

who would’ve known you’d start going out with the same guy you’d argue with about everything.

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trsrina · 2 years

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Hii idk if your request are on or if you do request but if you do can you do a Jo X reader when like someone is flirting with you

(can I be your 🐯 anon?) Tysm

HI YES my requests are open and ofc HI 🐯 ANON thanks for requesting 😭💗

BACK OFF &TEAM JO

written in second person pov, gender neutral reader, fluff, established relationship, high school au warning!! asshole who won’t take no as an answer, sexual harassment, protective jo? slight mention of food. wc : 577 words

“hey, excuse me, my friends and i saw you over there and we were wondering if we could get your number?”

you were currently outside the gate of your boyfriend’s school, waiting for him to bring you on your date.

people at jo’s school called you ‘the pretty student from the neighbouring school’, honestly you kinda liked the title.

you were spacing out, staring into space until some random student approached you with some bad intentions, interrupting your daydreaming.

“um, hello? pretty student from the neighbouring school?” the guy snapped his fingers in front of you, catching your attention and snapping you out of your thoughts.

“oh yeah, what is it? sorry,” you met eyes with a guy hungrily checking you out.

“i thought you were pretty hot and i want your number,” he bluntly said so, losing his patience, basically demanding you, handing you his phone.

“what? i have a boyfriend, sorry,” you were used to this, having multiple people doing this to you before but this guy was just too stubborn.

“oh come on, yeah i know, in fact everyone knows, you with your loser boyfriend who probably couldn’t treat you better than me, come on, let’s go hang out with my friends, i promise we’ll have a better time together,”

you were flabbergasted, this is the first time this has happened to you and you have no idea on what to do, the guy suddenly grabbed your hand, forcefully pulling you with him.

until your knight in shining armour arrived to save you, “hey, babe,” jo wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him and away from that pervert, kissing you on the cheek.

everyone was basically staring at you three, desperate to know what was going on, murmuring amongst themselves.

“tsk, i was just trying to ask them for their number, what’s your problem,” the guy tsked, shamelessly acting like he did no wrong.

“don’t touch my significant other without their permission, people like you disgust me, back off before i report you to the teachers,” jo threateningly glared at the asshole.

it was the first time you saw this side of him. jo has always been more of a shy and puppy-like boyfriend, you usually took the lead in the relationship.

seeing him being protective and assertive certainly surprised you.

“god, it was just a joke, didn’t have to be so sensitive,” the guy finally left, still being so thick-skinned and feeling no shame. returning to his loser friends who seemed disappointed at him for failing the mission.

“are you alright? i swear those assholes are always like this,” jo worriedly held your shoulders to face you, smoothening your hair with love in his eyes.

“i’m fine, thank you for saving me, i would’ve kicked him where the sun doesn’t shine by now if you didn’t arrive,” you chuckled, brushing it off as a joke, not wanting to worry him even more.

“okay, where do you wanna go for our date today then?” his arm returning to your shoulders, lowering his head to match your height, walking you off the school grounds.

“hm, there’s this new waffle place nearby that i heard was so good, let’s go there?” you excitedly expressed your desire, looking into jo’s eyes, both of you melting at the eye contact.

“sure, lead the way.”

nfjsjfbsbdhw maybe i went too extreme and turned flirting into actual sexual harassment but so sorry yeah hope you liked this 🐯 anon 😭💗

feel free to interact, i’d really appreciate it if you liked or reblogged. <33 (tumblr’s algorithm is shit)

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suhxin · 1 year

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Practice room

Genre: Fluff 💌 (ig?)

Pairing: Minhyung x male!reader

A/N: Tried a different pov this time, I think it sounds better this way

Started 05.01.2023 Finished 06.01.2023

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Laying on your side on the floor of the practice room your eyes followed Minhyung dancing to The Final Countdown. His heavy breathing was almost as loud as the music, he had been practising for hours already. And instead of accepting your suggestion of taking a break together he declined and continued practising. As the music ended again you got up from the floor and turned the music off. ��Hyung, I'm not done yet!“ Minhyung tried to turn the music on again but was forced to sit on the floor by you. „I've been watching you practice for hours, it is time for a break.“ You took the food and drinks you had prepared out of your bag and layed it on the floor. „And I do not take no as an answer.“ Minhyung glared at you but didn't try to protest anymore. He took a pair of chopsticks and tried some of the food you had made. „How is it?“ you looked at him with a hopeful expression. „It's undercooked.“ Minhyung said before taking another bite. „You can't even cook, how would you know that?!“ You shouted at him. „Then why would you ask me in the first place?!“ „To get a compliment of course!“ You tried to take the food from Minhyung but he held it up in the air so that you couldn't reach it. „Shouldn't I be the one seeking compliments from YOU, as your dongsaeng?“ „Age has nothing to do with praising.“ You were finally able to snatch the food out of Minhyungs hands. „And besides, Yejun praises you all the time and he is younger than you, why is that okay hm?“ „I am not desperate for someone else's praising, not like someone else here.“ „Hey wait hold on, that's wrong information! I am not desperate for it!“ You took the bottle Minhyung was about to drink out and drank from it. „Desperate for praising and a thief wow.“ „Here take it again.“ You held the bottle in front of his face. Instead of taking the bottle Minhyung got hold of your arm and pulled you closer to him. At that exact moment, you heard the door of the practice room opening and K entering the room. He abruptly halted when he saw you two on the floor. You quickly moved away from Minhyung and removed his hand from your arm. „K Hyung it's not what it looks like!“ You tried to get up but Minhyung got hold of your arm again and pulled you down. K wordlessly left the room. „K Hyung won't tell anyone, don't worry.“ Minhyungs ''try'' to cheer you up just made you glare at him. „Won't tell what? There wasn't anything! He probably thinks we just came here to play around oh my god.“ „Calm down.“ Minhyung patted your shoulder and then proceeded to continue eating. „And besides, am I not allowed to TRY to kiss my boyfriend?“ He just got a groan from your side. „Don't pull the boyfriend card, you know damn well he thought we were making out.“ „We're teenagers, he's gonna understand.“ „THERE IS NOTHING TO UNDERSTAND! Nothing happened!“ You got up from the floor ready to leave. „Hyung come on, I was just messing with you.“ Seeing Minhyung pout at you made you soft. You sighed and sat down again. „I can't say no to you ugh.“ „Of course, you can't, you're still waiting for my praising.“ „I hope you suffocate on the food.“ „Love you too.“

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heartsforjebi · 10 months

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gaku and hikaru in &team's tiktoks with nicho and jo 😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I GENUINELY STARTED TEARING UP

#&audition #gaku #hikaru #&audition gaku #&audition hikaru #&audition x reader #—♡chi's random posts!#—♡chi's fangirling!

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misojunnie · 10 months

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texts with bf nicholas! for nicholas day, and just bc I love him ❤️

warnings: contains mature implications on #7, joking and teasing, some insults. pretty mild!

reblogs and likes are appreciated!!

ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ʚϊɞ.

a/n: cringing so hard omg but yeah. he’s literally my bf. I’m soooo delulu where are my pills!!!!!!! anyways happy nicho day. stan &team for clear skin and a happy life.

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momobani · 10 months

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Like Tonight’s Your Birthday | Nicholas | 1.6k

warnings: smut (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT), afab reader, semi-public sex (at the beach), penetrative sex, unprotected sex (be safe! this is fiction), established relationship

Title reference to Birthday by TEN (aka the birthday sex song of our generation lmao)

a/n: surprise! Another nicho fic cuz this boy is running circles in my brain and it’s his birthday today, happy sunday y’all, join me in my madness <3

“Where are you taking me?” Nicholas whines in your passenger seat. “C’mon, at least give me a hint.” He begs.

“Nope, it’s a surprise.” You insist. “You’ll love it.”

“You’re lucky I trust you this much. I’m practically being kidnapped.” He huffs, crossing his arms. You crack a smile.

“Oh calm down, you dramatic bean. It’s somewhere we’ve been before.” You reassure. You were almost there in fact. “Close your eyes.”

“Fine.” You can hear the pout in his voice but he complies.

You park the car and rush to the passenger side to open the door before he trips over his own feet. The night breeze is cool as you guide Nicholas a few steps forward. You were sure he could tell by his surroundings, the sound, the smell, where you were.

“Okay, open your eyes.” You say. Nicholas blinks slowly and looks around.

“The beach?” He asks, as if it wasn’t obvious from the view and the crashing of the waves some distance away.

“Yeah, I thought we could have a date.” You say. You’d already had dinner but that had been only part one of your plans for Nicho’s birthday. “Do you like it?”

“I love it! Let’s go.” He grins, taking your hand.

You stop him so you can get a towel out of the car, just in case you wanted to sit down. You definitely didn’t want sand everywhere. You kick off your shoes and step into the cool sand, hand in hand.

It’s a warm night, the moon out in its gibbous state, shining in the darkness. You walk for a while, dipping your feet along the shore and yelping at how cool the water was during the night and laughing as you ran away from the oncoming waves.

You settled on your towel after a while, just looking up at the sky, huddled together under the stars.

“This is a great end to a great day.” Nicholas says after a while. He turns to you, a sweet smile playing across his lips. “Thank you.” He says and brings you in for a kiss.

“Anything for you, sweetheart.” You reply, smiling back. You kiss him again, but linger, your mouth growing far too attached to his.

You kiss gently at first, basking in the romanticness of the moment but you can’t deny how the hunger begins to gnaw at your core. Your hands get busy, playing with the hair at the back of Nicholas’ head, travelling to the hem of his shirt and pulling.

Nicholas helps you out, whipping the item off and barely taking a breath before his lips are attached to yours again. Your tongue is down his throat, his hands caressing your thighs and ass, looking for a way to slide your shorts off. You lift your hips, assisting in the quest, all without breaking your intense kiss.

Making out had only been half on your mind when you’d sat down, but now you were here, you found yourselves wanting to go beyond that. The ache in your pussy was overpowering your judgment of the situation. Suddenly the sand didn’t bother you all that much.

“Are you sure you want to do this here?” You asked, panting but barely pulling away an inch while your hands were busy trying to get your shorts down your legs.

“I am if you are.” Nicholas replies, equally as breathless, discarding the item to join his shirt.

“I definitely am.” You say, catching your breath, but it doesn’t last long before Nicholas is on you again, tongue in your mouth.

You make a move, trying to get onto his lap and even before you straddle him, you can feel the hard outline of his cock against his jeans. There’s a momentary fumble with his jean buttons and zipper but you manage to get it open and your hand goes straight to tease him over his boxers.

It makes Nicholas sigh against your mouth and you take the opportunity to kiss down his cheek and jawline, to his neck, nipping slightly at the soft skin there but not enough to leave a mark. He closes his eyes, savouring the waves of pleasure that run through his veins as you work his cock out of his underwear and start to pump his shaft, spreading the precum that had collected over the head of his cock.

A low groan escapes Nicholas’ lips and the sound zaps straight to your core, reminding you that you wanted him just as much as he wanted you and you should do something about it. So you let go of his cock and shuffle closer to Nicholas, reaching to pull your panties to the side. He helps you balance by holding your hips but you don’t attempt to do anything, instead opting to grind down on his shaft, teasing him (and yourself) some more.

“Fuck, baby, I don’t know if I can last when you keep doing that.” Nicholas warns you, voice gruff and chest rising and falling rapidly as he catches your eye. You give him a breathless smile, smirking because you knew exactly what you were doing.

“Well, you have a mouth, honey, tell me what you want.” You hum, feeling particularly smug when you saw the fucked out look on his face. His lips were parted and swollen, and his eyes glazed over.

“I want you to hurry up and let me fuck that pretty pussy of yours, or I’ll make you regret ever teasing me, sweetheart.” He replies, somehow sounding sober unlike two seconds ago.

You slide across his cock one last time before reaching down and trying to line yourself up with him. “You got it.” You whisper before burying his head between your folds. There’s instant relief in being filled though slowly as you sink down onto his cock. Nicholas hums in approval when he’s sheathed fully inside you, whereas you feel too full to even speak.

It takes you a moment to adjust before you start to grind your hips down again, your legs starting to burn immediately but the pleasure overrides your screaming muscles. That and the way that Nicholas looks at you - as if he wants to devour you whole - only spurs you on to move your hips in a steady rhythm.

“That’s it, just like that, baby. You’re doing so well for me.” He praises in a quiet voice. “Fuck yourself on my cock.”

You can only just groan in response, far too preoccupied to string together any coherent sentences.

Nicholas holds your hips, squeezing lightly while helping you balance. His teeth graze your neck and you can’t help the way your head falls back, exposing your neck further. He knows exactly which spots to pay special attention to and he has you moaning, your voice lost in the wind as the waves crash down on the shore, far away from you.

Your pace slows significantly, your body finally running out of juice and Nicholas senses your fatigue, deciding to take matters into his own hands. Suddenly, you’re being pressed against his bare chest and you instinctively curl your arms around his frame as he holds you close and starts to snap his hips up and fucking into you.

You yelp slightly in surprise when he starts a punishing rhythm to make up for your slack and you hold on to him tightly, letting your whines and whimpers fall right to his ears. The pleasure shooting through you starts to fog your brain and your eyes snap shut, savouring every single thrust while you grip onto Nicholas.

There’s no mistake about how incredibly close you are, your walls starting to tighten over his cock but he doesn’t let up the pace.

“Nicho!” You moan, as if that would be warning enough. He seems to understand and uncurls one arm from around your frame and reaches between your bodies, barely millimetres between you. You feel his fingers trace gently at first over your underwear, trying to tease your clit before starting to really circle them over the fabric.

That really is the cherry on top and you feel your body finally reach its peak, your orgasm hitting you full force, crashing down on you like a wave. You almost scream in pleasure, your voice barely coming out of your throat while your cunt goes into overdrive. Nicholas slows down thankfully, still fucking into you but more gently, chasing his own high while your walls contract around him deliciously.

You hum contently as the waves of pleasure diminish to light ripples before you’re being pulled back into a harder pace again by Nicholas.

“Cum for me, birthday boy.” You coax him gently, running a hand through his hair, pulling on the strands at the back of his head slightly. You put your mouth to his ear again. “Fill me up, baby, I want your cum.” You beg, knowing that it would absolutely obliterate any sane thought left in your boyfriend’s head.

Sure enough, your encouragement got through to him and he groans loudly, face buried in your neck so you feel the vibration, as his cock twitches inside you, filling you up as you wished. If it’s possible you feel even fuller in your guts, overwhelmed by how deep inside you he was.

You take a moment to recover, the both of you panting under the moonlight and coming down together. You rest your forehead against Nicholas’, breathing in each other’s breaths, a smile pulling at your lips.

“Happy birthday.” You mumble. Nicholas presses a firm kiss to your mouth and you know exactly what he’s thinking.

“Thank you.” He whispers back. He kisses you again, lingers for a moment. “I love you.”

You could never get tired of hearing that. “I love you too, honey.” Or saying it.

a/n: thanks for reading, feedback is always appreciated <3 (read: scream with me into the void). tbh this was unplanned, spur of the moment, got possessed by something and had to write it down thing. anyways, i’m going to sleep, happy nicho day :D

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yawnzzznnn · 5 months

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I've been tryna find some maki fluff and I loved your head cannons, so can I please have a maki fluff story? thank you <33

★So Love Lee - Maki★

★Special thanks too: Anon, Maki, &Team

★Note: thank you for requesting, please remember I have a 25 days till Christmas event going on right now, you can request whoever you'd like the requests end on December 1st

★TW: cuddling : soft Maki : kissing : joke mention of Gaslighting : tickling :

★Taglist: @niohoon @leoonoa @mxlly143

11-11-23

You and Maki were having your monthly sleep over, this time at your house, 'so the members don't bother me' he said when he arrived. Now the two of you are trying to sleep finally coming off the all time high, you both were on. Constant giggles echoed throughout the room, "Maki shush" you giggled causing Maki to giggle more.

"your giggling more than I am" Maki laughed, immediately you started denying "No Maki I think your delusional" You laughed, "Are you trying to gaslight me?!" Maki screamed laughing harder, "Is it working?" You giggled Maki shook his head no, "you can't admit to it if you want it to work!" Maki exclaimed, getting on his knees leaning over you and started tickling you.

Your loud laughter spilled into the hallways, in result your care giver came in and, asked you two to calm down, quiet giggles filled your dark room the moon hung high up, after a minute or two you and Maki finally calmed down, falling into a comfortable silence. "Maki! Look it's a full moon!" You exclaimed pointing at the moon, Maki quickly looked out the window "it reminds me of our first date" Maki said a blissful look taking over his face.

"That night was good luck all around, we saw a bunny, the first full moon of the month and, the first snow fall!" You giggled, Maki turned to you "Bunny's?" He questioned, "yeah bunny's, whenever you see a bunny it's a sign of good luck and good fortune" you smiled, Maki nodded "is that why you love bunny's so much?" Maki questioned leaning on your shoulder, in response you hummed and nodded.

You and Maki stayed in place looking out the window for a few minutes, "Can I kiss you?" Maki asked lifting his head from your shoulder, blush covered your cheeks as you nodded, after getting the go ahead Maki leaned in closing the distance between your lips, the kiss lingered there for a moment before he pulled away placing a small peck in the process.

You yawned laying back in Maki's arms falling into a deep slumber the last thing you heard was Maki mumble "I Love You".

#x reader #&team maki #maki &team #maki scenarios #maki x reader #maki #maki one shots #maki reaction #&team reactions #&audition #&team #&team fanfic #&team ff #&team fluff #&team imagines #&team scenarios #&team x reader #maki &team x reader

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pieroulette · 11 months

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aaah yess thank you!!! can i request yandere andteam reacting to you trying to poison them? putting too much salt/pepper, sauce, etc! i don't know if you're ready to write yandere for andteam, tell me if that makes you uncomfortable.. i hope you're having a good day!!!

「 YANDERE! &TEAM REACTION TO YOU TRYING TO POISON THEM 」

WARNING yandere, poisoning, attempted murder, profanity.

AUTHOR'S NOTE yeepiee let the empire of &team fics rise upon the top of the pinnacle lmao. requests r always open for &TEAM (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ also this is my first time trying out a reaction lol, tbh I had fun and I hope this turn out well for you anon.

“Ha, darling.” Kei crouched before your helpless form on the ground, a pathetic scene after being yanked by him. “What’s this?” his hand clutches the bottle he caught you pouring it in minutes ago. Yet he didn’t say anything, he even waited for you to serve it before him—with that grin splattered on his face, you didn’t even have a tad bit of regret.

You just wanted to be free. Free, that’s all you've ever wanted.

However, he’s too cruel, too cruel. Just why won’t he die?

“Trying to murder me? How cute.”

Your dark orbs rattling in terror yet glaring up to him cause him to chuckle, yet even those oh so innocence on his plump lips ceases to exist, tugging your hand up making you stand up on your feet. “Tell me, who brainwashed you to do this? Would it make you happy if I’m dead in front of you, love?”

“Yes! I want you dead! You– you freaking m-monster,” stuttering as you saw his eyes darkened even more, yet you don’t care, proceeding with the words you’re going to say. “I’d be so happy to see you fucking lifeless, just so I can be free!”

A menacing silence of terror consumes the space you two were in.

“Well then, too bad.” He leans in forward, a few inches close to your face. “I’d be so happy to see you limping through the floor, just so you can no longer be free. I wouldn’t mind.”

FUMA

His face contorted into rage, ultimately pushing your feet backwards in attempts to avoid his hysterical form at the table, smashing the plates and utensils—it’s broken pieces scattered all on the red carpet. You were beyond terrified, Fuma has never acted like this. Even when he threw you in the basement for the first time, he was gentle and caring, even when you spat insults at him—he was patient.

This was the first time.

“I’ve done nothing but be kind to you,” Fuma snapped his rattling orbs, red veins popping around his neck, his once properly brushed hair now messy to no return. “Yet this is what you repay me?”

“Fuck, babe. How about we have dinner together then?”

“No- no!” you screamed at him as he got a spoonful of rice, approaching you.

“I thought you wanted me to die so bad? Then join me, we could feast as long as we want in hell, darling!”

YUMA

A hum so delighted as he placed the spoon on the tip of his tongue, but as desperate as you were to see him chew it and consume it. Long finger grabbed ahold of your jaw, and your orbs rattled in beyond horror as he pushed his lips against you, forcing your mouth to open and the beads of rice blended into your wet flesh.

You fell on your knees, splayed fingers clutching your mouth trying to get the poisonous dish off your esophagus.

A sheer giggle emits from the male standing beside you, hands grabbing a fistful of your hair—forcing your face to meet those psychotic gaze.

“I can see you want me to eat it, so I was thinking that it would be nice to share it with you too.”

NICHOLAS

“Pfft.” a menacing giggle emitted from the older boy, causing your arms to snap in fear after he dropped the rice-filled spoon onto the table. “Can’t you be any more dense?”

“See, guess I haven’t taught you enough under there? Tell me. I would be happier to spend more time with you.”

Glint of a blade flashed through your eyes causing you to squint almost immediately, horror splattered on your face as he twirls it around his fingers. Sadistic is what you call him, Nicholas lives on in your pain regardless of how much he says he cares for you. Grabbing the Polaroid camera, he did—as he approached you in a leisure manner.

You shook your head as you trembled before him, unable to utter anything to save your life.

A fit of laughter emits from Nicholas, as he crouched before you. "Babe, you're the reason why my head—" he tapped his fingers against his forehead, "Isn't functioning anymore. All it thinks about is you... crying actually."

"Now, say cheese."

He went hysterical of it, throwing you off the chair and yet immediately apologised like crazy. Constantly repeating how sorry he was for hurting you and stuff which immediately guilted you, like what the actual fuck?

“I get it that you want to kill me, but could you atleast give me the chance before you try to do so?” his teared up orbs held so much affection in it as he rubs your arm gently.

It threw you off, “I-i…”

“Next time, I’ll make sure to let you go. Just please, give me a chance. Give me time, if you still don’t like me then I'll let you go.”

You didn’t utter anything, only nodding over how desperate he was and how bliss replaced his contorted expressions in a swift speed as he pulled you in a tight embrace. Yet oblivious you were as the boy in your arms, smirking to himself. Sure, he was beyond pissed over your bold actions but how could he destroy his hard-earned innocent image? Yes he kidnapped you, restrained you against your wishes but it was because you were so oblivious.

His teary doe eyes fell on the floor, meticulously calculating the next step of his plan.

“I could’ve saluted you if you tried harder, you know.”

“What?” you bit your lip against the peering of the male sitting on the couch, the bowl of soup left unattended on top of the table. His slouching back facing you, however his voice laced with something you couldn’t comprehend only fuels the shivering on your hands as you tried to stop it.

Jo stood up in silence, turning over his shoulder where a gentle smile remained on his lips—approaching you ever so slowly, holding the plate on his other hand. “Did you put something in here?”

“W-what do you mean?” you lowered your eyes, avoiding his dark orbs. “Why does it taste salty? If you want, I can—”

“Nothing, it’s just nice. But I think that maybe, we could let someone have this.” Jo’s lips pulled up menacingly. “Let them have the soup you made, that’s how kind I am, right?”

HARUA

Harua stayed silent as he chewed, ultimately spitting it off to your utter horror. You could only observe as his heavy dark gaze fixated on you as he wiped his stained lips off with the white cloth as gently as possible—as if his initial reactions weren’t scary enough.. Quiet he was, but the dread consuming you had your knees tremble as an unnerving giggle emits from him, hissing at last.

“I-I’m sorry-”

“I don’t need your sorry.” He spat out, eyes widening and eyebrows raising in mockery. “I’ve given you enough chances, I guess you are just an ungrateful brat.”

“Do you think I'm dumb enough not to see how fucking excited you were to see me eat it?” Harua lifted his finger up to his lower up, pouting like a child. "I got to admit, though. That look, absolutely looks wonderful.

"However, do you think you can hold that look as I break your arms apart? You wouldn't need it anymore anyways, right?"

TAKI

“Say,” Taki turns his attention to you, chewing supposedly a dish you've poisoned. "How about you beg before I count to three?"

That alone was enough for your chair to screech against the floor, falling on your knees. "I- I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!"

"Tsk, tsk. How foolish, are we, princess?" Your face received a harsh blow against the cold wooden floor, a stark contrast from his gentle voice. "I don't think begging is enough—"

Whimpering as you clutched your stinging cheeks from the impact.

Ogling his eyes out akin to a madness spiralling out from it, "You should at least show me how sorry you are by letting me carve my name on you, atleast?"

MAKI

“It tastes so good, I wonder what you put in it!” exclaimed Maki, a grin so wide and bright that it made your stomach churned. You felt sick around him, his puppy vibes.

"I- I just added some extra spices, you know..—" you waited in desperation for the poison to kick in, searching for the signs on his face.

Then came a giggle from the boy himself, "What are you so intently waiting for? If you're waiting for me to die then it's game over."

You found your tongue tied immediately when you caught on to what Maki uttered out loud. Yet despite that, that wide grin never ceases to exist.

"Cause love," that huge grin on his face only grew menacingly wider—yet those fluttering eyelashes lifted it's veil off the pitch black orbs peering into your soul. "It's on your food."

You hold your mouth as soon as he uttered those words, trying to vomit it all out. However the boy hummed in delight, placing his chin on his hands. "It's a joke, darling."

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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↳ pairing: nicholas x gn!reader

↳ word count: 0,7k

↳ a/n: aaa thank u to the lovely anon who requested this !! i’ve been in my nicho soft hours lately so i loved writing this </3 also , this one is for my beloved @end-hyphen ! i felt like u could use some nicho fluff rn <3

↳ warnings: none ! just pure fluff :’)

‘’i can’t even feel my fingers,’’

‘’don’t you dare complain, you were the one who insisted on walking me home and not taking the bus.’’

nicholas just rolled his eyes in response to your remark, shoving his hand further down his pocket in an attempt to somewhat warm up his now frigid, bright red hands while interlocking his other one with yours.

of course he insisted on walking you home, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t?

even though your boyfriend was clearly suffering, the tip of his nose bright red and his whole body shivering, you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at the sight in front of you. nicholas, however, just couldn’t appreciate the warm chuckle leaving your throat, the laugh he usually loved oh so dearly; not right now, not when he felt like he was on the verge of hypothermia.

‘’why are you laughing?’’ he let out, his eyes scanning your face as you tried fighting back a smile. ‘’you’re cute when you look like that.’’ your smug comment caused him to frown, fighting back the urge to roll his eyes once again. ‘’look like what?’’

‘’you know, with your nose all red,’’

nicholas eyes widened at your comment, his eyes landing on your lips; a small smile forming on your plump lips as you looked at the now clearly flustered boy in front of you.

there weren’t a lot of things in this world that made nicholas flustered, but you were certainly one of the few things that did. and he loved hated it.

noticing the small smirk forming on your lips, he shook his head; a small smirk forming on his own. ‘’oh, yeah?’’ he let out, his hand slipping out of his pocket; causing you to eagerly nod, enjoying the sight of your flustered boyfriend a little too much.

‘’shouldn’t have said that,’’

before you could even process the words that had just left your boyfriend's lips, you suddenly felt him place both of his hands on your waist; a loud gasp emerging from the back of your throat as you felt him pull you into his chest before spinning both of you around.

almost losing your balance, you grabbed onto the collar of his coat, the snow that had fallen just a few minutes prior melting against your touch; a mix of giggles and small shrieks trailing off your lips as you tried stabilizing yourself. ‘’nicholas!’’ you exclaimed, grabbing onto his coat even harder - trying to prevent yourself from falling over.

a chuckle left nicholas lips, ‘’what was that? you’re sorry for calling me cute? no? what a shame,’’

another small shriek left your lips as you almost fell over, feeling dizzy from the boy twirling you around, pushing your body closer to his. ‘’alright, i’m sorry! i’m sorry for calling you cute!’’ you exclaimed, pressing your cheek against the fabric of his coat as you squeezed your eyes shut.

feeling satisfied with your apology, another chuckle trailed off nicholas lips as he placed one of his hands on the back of your head, pulling you into a proper hug; without spinning you around this time, that being said. ‘’that’s more like it.’’ he let out, slightly pulling away; your eyes meeting his. ‘’you’re such a jerk.’’ you muttered, a small smile accompanying your words as you spoke.

nicholas just simply cocked an eyebrow at you, ‘’ouch, i took you out for dinner, and that’s how you thank me?’’ he joked, his hands finding their way towards your waist once again. you hummed in response, nodding your head; your hands now resting around the nape of his neck. ‘’that’s what you get for being stupid and not bringing warmer clothes with you when you knew it was going to be cold,’’

rolling his eyes, nicholas was about to protest; before suddenly feeling you press a soft kiss against the tip of his nose.

‘’but i guess that’s okay, you do look cute with your nose all red after all.’’ you whispered, a small smirk forming on your lips before pulling away from the shocked boys’ grasp, small giggles trailing off your lips before you continued walking; leaving the boy with his lips parted in surprise.

‘’what? get back here right now!’’

maybe you were right, maybe he should’ve worn warmer clothes that night; but if it meant that he got to hear you call him cute, he didn’t mind getting frostbite and losing a finger or two.

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nichowrld · 2 years

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☆ taki being your best friend and boyfriend

navi !!

authors note — hii guys ^_^ idk what this is but it’s taki so enjoy it <3 i tried to go w the “acts like best friends but they are actually dating and nobody knows that” trope LMFAO also sorry for being inactive lately </3 tbh i’ve been having hardcore writers block plus also being busy with school so that’s been sucky lately 😕 i’ll try to be more active!

♡'ೃ ↳ perm taglist (if you would like to be added send me an ask or message me!) — @un-flirt @junwonology @takilovesruru @andteambabies @angelic-jeonghan1004 @l33ysa @niohoon

#nichowrld 💭#&team #&audition #&audition the howling #taki &audition #taki &team #taki iland #taki x reader #&team x reader #hybe japan #hybe lables #hybe lables japan #&audition x reader #&audition drabbles #&team fic #&team drabbles #&team imagines #&audition imagines

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trsrina · 2 years

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Hey! Could i request a hanging out with Nicholas drabble ? Thank you so much 💕💕

OFC thank you for requesting 🫶🥲

WAFFLES OR PANCAKES? &TEAM Nicholas

written in second person pov, gender neutral reader, fluff, friends who like each other? mutual pining warning!! mentions of food wc : 225 words

“no wonder this cafe’s so popular, they have so many options, i don’t think i can choose just one,” you whined to your best friend, nicholas, who brought you to a newly opened cafe that has already blown up on social media.

the only words going through your head was ‘waffles or pancakes’, struggling to make a decision as you have an inner battle with your indecisive mind.

nicholas seeing you struggle decides to take the objective of suggesting an idea you never thought of, “what if we order both?”

“are you serious? do you see the serving sizes? i don’t think i can even finish one, how am i going to finish two?”

“come on, i’m paying and i’m pretty sure we can pack it home.”

“no, you’ve already paid for the movie tickets just now, i’m paying, alright?”

ignoring your protests, nicholas waves his hand, calling for a waiter. a waiter immediately walks over, asking for your order.

before you could even say anything, nicholas covers your mouth to stop you from talking, making the waiter look at you two weirdly.

you’ve failed at stopping nicholas and he removes his hand from your mouth as he smirks at you victoriously, you glaring at him with a pout on your face.

“i hate you.”

“you love me.”

“yeah, i do and i hate that.”

yeah don’t ever order more than you can eat pls food waste 👎👎

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suhxin · 1 year

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MASTERLIST

(As soon as I write something for someone they will appear on this list, look at my WHO I WRITE FOR list to see everyone I write for)

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NCT

Chenle Career (Angst, m!reader)

Enhypen

Sunoo Photoshoot (A bit suggestive?, m!reader)

Niki Who do you like more? (Romance, Fluff, m!reader)

&Audition

Minhyung Practice room (kinda Romance?, Fluff, m!reader)

Matching (kinda Romance?, Fluff, m!reader?

Boys Planet

Yuki Worry (angst, a bit fluffy?, implied romance?, m!reader)

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c0llisiion · 3 months

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could you do a junwon (ex fantasy boys) full smut where he basically ties the reader up, spanks her, and really really degrades her? Idk if you are a dark content writer, but if you are, could you make him like toxic and manipulative? If not, then don’t include that part. Also, could I please be 🛍 anon? Thanksss!!!<<<3333

EYE CANDY - y.jw

★pairing: yun junwon + fem!reader

★genre : smut

★: meandom!jw , sub!reader , spanking, restrictions , clit slapping, squirting, cervix fucking , toxicex!jw , name calling, he is kinda mean to reader , bj , raw sex (practice protected sex!) spit kink , mention of d34th(once) — lmk if i missed any! ^^

★W/C: 1,815

A/N: AHHHH WTFFF I NEVER THOUGHT I WILL BE WRITING FOR MY WONNIE MY POOKIE WOOKIE IMH 😭😭😭☝️☝️☝️ THIS WAS SO EXCITING HOPE YOU LIKED IT ANON! i tried my best plssss 💀💔

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Toxic ex-boyfriend junwon who refused to give you a break. His constant cheating and douchebag personality were the only reasons you broke up with him. You lost count of the number of times he cheated on you or blamed you for things you never did. Oh, you talked to one of your guy friends? He would accuse you of cheating on him. Fake tears stream down his face as he keeps blabbing about how you broke his trust and how much of a slut you are for speaking to other men. But when it was the vice versa? He would once again blame you. He would continue to express his hatred towards you and how it was YOUR fault that he had to resort to cheating because you were unable to provide him with what he desired. and every time things would end between you both, it was either him on his knees crying and hollering for you to take him back or your face smushed onto his pillow while he fucked into you mercilessly.

This time, it was unlike any other. He had you bent over his lap. His leather belt tied your hands behind your back while he assaulted your ass. “Tell me, sweetheart.” He would put on a fake sweet tone, his slender fingers rubbing circles into your glistening cunt as his other hand smoothed over your red cheeks. “How is it like to be an attention-seeking bitch?” He spat. His harsh words and the way he teased your hole made you whine. The area became more red after a loud slap hit your ass. “Words. Use your fucking words.” He said, pulling your hair back so he could make eye contact with you. Your eyes were puffy and red from the constant teasing and pain. He liked seeing you in this state. All vulnerable and in the mercy of his hands. “I-i didn’t do anything jun… i was j-just-“ you moaned out loud as another slap landed on your ass. “Wrong. I saw the way you looked at them. I noticed everything. The way you touched his arm. How could you do that? How dare you? Why don’t you learn, y/n?!” He said it in a disappointed tone. "I bet you wanted him to fuck you. Thats right, the only thing you are worth for is sucking on dicks.” You shook your head every time nonsense words came out of his mouth. “I-i would never …!” He slapped your sopping cunt. You winced at the pain. It was overwhelming. “Lies.” He bluntly told you as his hand rubbed over your red ass cheeks before spanking you again, this time harder. You jerked off his body at impact. “Always lying.” You shake your head before speaking up. “Im only fit for you… junwon.” you managed to mumble out. You felt his eyes stare into your soul as you mumbled those words. His fingers started prodding into your needy hole. Your toes curled as your insides finally got their desired stimulation. “Say that again will ya?” He said as pushing his three fingers into you. You moaned softly before it was replaced by a loud cry as he spanked you once again. “Speak tf up!” He said basically screaming into your ears. “YES! Yes! God- im only f-fit for you junwon! You! I want your cock in me so bad. I want you to fuck me till I can’t think straight anymore!” You babbled. He chuckled darkly at your response. “Good girl…” he says. You sigh and try to relax a bit when you feel a sudden shift. You were now on your knees; his cock, now free, was right in your face, and your nose and lips were touching it. He held it in one hand while the other was holding your head tightly. He rubbed his cock on your face. Smearing his pre all over. He groaned at the sight. You stayed silent, not having the liberty to do anything in your current state. He brought his tip to your lips before pushing in harshly. You groaned out loud as your throat choked around his hard length. Your eyes filled with tears as you stared up at him. He stared, bobbing your head up and down his dick. Pushing deeper and deeper till his tip hit the back of your throat. Your constant gagging and choking were turning him on. He loved watching your spit collect around his base and spread around your mouth.

He pulled back, finally letting you breathe. He brought your face closer to his crotch, his cock hitting your cheeks. He smiled down at you, smoothing over your sweaty forehead. Your eyes were unfocused and tired. “Tired?” He asks in his fake tone again. You nod, your eyebrows scrunching up in discomfort. “Too bad.” That was all he said before shoving his cock down your throat again, but this time with greater force. He kept bucking his hips, hitting the back of your throat each time. His head was thrown back as he basked in the moment. He let go of your hair, giving you the chance to work on his dick by yourself. You knew exactly how to please him. Your head bobbed around his length faster. Gagging each time. You pulled away with a gasp, your face already a sticky mess, before spitting on his tip and sucking on it. Junwon was in awe as he watched. “Look at you.. doing so good? I was so right.. like always. You really are only fit for this. So pretty. So so pretty. Im so glad that I am the only one who gets to have you as my cockslut.” He moaned out. Your mouth continued working on him. His chest was heaving, and his breath was getting shorter. His eyes were squeezed shut, which indicated he was close. “F-fuck.. fuck just like that, keep going…” your tongue circled around his girth, giving his tip special attention. Within seconds, junwon was cumming in your mouth. He pushed your head down more and more until your nose hit his pelvis. You felt hot cum spill into your throat over and over again, swallowing shamelessly. Your eyes swelled with tears as he pulled you off his dick. He pushed two fingers into your mouth, prompting you to open wide. His thumb rested on your tongue as he observed your mouth. A smug smile was plastered on his face. Junwon slapped your face before taking your jaws in his hands. “You swallowed without me even asking?… i fucking love you.” He says, and you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. His hands wrap around your neck as he pulls you into a rough kiss. He lifted you up from your knees, pushing you down to the couch. Your legs were instinctively spread wide open, waiting for him to bury his cock into you already.

He looked down at you. Your pussy glistening under the soft lights that decorated your once-shared apartment. He looked back up at you. A stupid smirk was on his face as he rubbed his tip up and down your folds. “Look at you all wet and needy…you want me to fuck you silly? Huh? You want me to ram you into this couch? Yeah? That's the only thing you are good for..” he said. “..Taking my cock in like a good fucking whore.” His hands around your neck as he pushes his girth into your sopping cunt slowly. Loud squelches were heard as you tried taking him in. “Good lord.. do you hear that..? Do you hear your pussy? So fucking wet, your pussy is literally dripping…” he groans as he continues pushing, watching you suck him in. “Fuck– you are such a filthy whore… making a mess already,,,” your juices were dripping down from your hole to the white couch, creating a small wet mess on the furniture. You arched your back off of the couch as his girth hit your cervix. He hissed as your pussy clenched around him, and without any hesitation, he started ramming into you. Your mouth flung open, and your eyes went wide as his thick cock abused your soft walls. Choked-out moans and gasps escaped your mouth. Junwon was staring down at the bulge that had formed in your lower belly. He smirked before tightening his grip on you, fucking into your cervix. Your eyes rolled back, and tears started spilling.

He was getting turned on more and more as you continued crying. His other hand gave your clit a small slap, causing you to jerk and wince at the pain. His hot spit landed on your throbbing bud, using it as a lubricant to flick your clit. Your legs were twitching as he continued to squeeze and tug on your bud. “Junwon! Gentle…! Please…” you whined out. He slapped your tit in response. “Shut the fuck up. You dont get to say anything after all you did. You wanna be a cock-hungry slut? I will make you one.” You shook her head before you felt a gush of white spill out of you. Junwon groaned as he felt your arousal coat his dick and drip down. He started fucking into you harder, determined to pull out at least three more orgasms out of you. “Thats right.. cum for me.. so good..” You were moaning mess as he kept pounding into you. “J-jun.. fuck! Too much.. k-keep.. going!” Junwon smirked as you babbled those words. “yeah? You like my cock buried inside your sweet little pussy don't you sweetheart? Gosh your pussy is sucking me in so good .. What did ya say earlier? You hated me? You wanted me dead?” He chuckled darkly. “Your cunt says otherwise.” A stupid smirk plastered on his face. You felt yourself getting closer to your high.

Junwon noticed how your head was thrown back, your eyes shut, and your breath was faltering. He knew you were close. He increased his speed. Sounds of wet skin slapped echoed through the walls. You gasped out loud when you felt yourself come undone. Squirting all over his abdomen. Junwon kept rutting into you as he helped you ride your orgasm. “Oh god…” he moaned as clear liquid kept gushing out of you. His thrusts got sloppier as he kept pounding into you. Your pussy was spasming around him, your arousal was still flowing out.

“F-fuck!..” he let out a loud moan as his seeds filled you up. You were unconsciously clenching around him, milking him. His bit down his lips and his eyes were squeezed shut as he slowly pulled out of you, his cum leaking out of you. He sat back on the coffee table with heavy breaths as he stared at your splayed-out body, covered in sweat, bruises from his grasp, and his milky white cum dripping out of your abused hole with a smug smirk.

A/N: thank you for readingggg <3 yoongi fic might drop soon so 😋💅

#🛍️ anon :3 #smut #kpop smut #kpop #&audition #fantasy boys #junwon.#yun junwon #kpop hard hours #kpop headcanons #&team #&team smut #&team imagines #&team hard hours #&team x reader

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saltymongoose · 7 months

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Streamer player who got into the game with their phone and aren't exactly behaving the way the employers expected them to at first💥

Auditor goes on his little monologue about you being important to this entire reality and how you being locked up in here is non-negotiable and how you can't just leave! They finally got you here and they're so excited-

Player is giving no visual reactions but he keeps on talking (he. Is acting a bit out of pocket now that the player is finally here! You can't blame him!!!)

Then suddently they just kinda.

Player is now visibly irritated and typing up a longgg post abt them having to stop streaming for now and how they love their fans and won't stop interacting!!! It will just take longer to post significant content! And apologising profusely to their followers.

As they're doing this they start a very upset rant about the situation they're in

Like they go all the way off💥💥 going from how badly planned their kidnapping was and how if they really wanted the player to stay in this bland little concrete room the employers should have at the very least let them grab a charger. Did they even know if humans could breathe in this atmosphere?? They could have died! Did they even take their medication with them? No? Of course not. God, can it even get any worse? Oh! And just so you know, being locked in a small boring enviroment is very detrimental to any human's mental state! Do they even know if food in nevada can fit their dietary requirements?? If the auditor didn't go on that rant about the importance of the player, they'd assume they were captured to get tortured! If this is the level of planning the employers were capable of, then they could see why they couldn't catch Hank yet.

40 minutes after being left in the room by themselves the player gets out and they apologize for getting so mad.🫡

(What the rest of the employers see after the auditor leaves the player's room)

Omg, it's something the Employers never expected to see. The consequences of their own actions. 🤯

Yes, we love to see the Player sticking it to the Auditor (and the rest of the Employers), and they do have a point. Besides the observations they made over your webcam, they had no other source of information on humans, and it's not like watching someone play video games and go about their business in their room can tell you about all their needs. Your biology is completely unfamiliar to them, and who knows if you need any specialized medical care to deal with any disorders or ailments you have? Like if you were diabetic, how the hell would you get insulin? Do they even have insulin in Nevada? What about food? Or enrichment? Humans are social creatures, and it's not like talking only to the four of them would be sufficient for that. And that's just a few things in addition to the arguments you gave in your ask as well.

I like to think that the Player is just so done with the situation that they're the one who orders the Auditor to leave the room while they type out a message to their followers. I mean, they just woke up in a whole other dimension/world after being kidnapped. It's not like they'd be all that comfortable with just chilling in the room with the Auditor after giving him the verbal lashing they did lmao.

Meanwhile, the Employer is just beside himself, because he can't exactly weasel his way out of responsibility here or argue against what the Player said - because they're right. The Auditor took a major gamble by really just assuming they would be able to survive there off of some similar details in their surroundings, and if he were any less impulsive, he'd have done some further tests to see if such a thing was really feasible.

What makes it worse for him is that I'm also willing to bet that Stygian or one of the other Employers suggested doing just that, but he didn't listen to them because he never listens to them lmao. (Also I love that picture of the Auditor, it's one of my favorite things in the world now, no joke.)

And it's not like they're going to comfort or support him once he steps out of the room either. In fact, they'll probably chastise him (Stygian totally would at least), and then insist that you were entirely right and they don't think you should apologize at all.

Maybe they're doing it for extra brownie points, as the Auditor's clear fuckup in your eyes provides a very good opportunity to make themselves look good (even if it's extremely hypocritical lol). But then you reference their own work to help the Auditor's plan and throw it back in their faces because you just know he could never do this whole operation alone. (And you're still important to other people besides them regardless, like your beloved fans who're gonna have to deal with the fallout of their selfishness.)

However, fortunately for the other three, your scolding is far less harsh than it had been on the Auditor. That doesn't mean you won't still make a point of it when necessary though.

#omg the Auditor's face #it's the 🥺 for me #Player: Damn. If you think “Auditing Nevada” is hard #ask #chat tag #cuch1 #other's art #fav #madness combat x reader #self aware m:pn au #samau

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loserlvrss · 2 months

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꒰ 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓? ꒱ 古賀祐大

summary : you and your boyfriend broke up on bad terms, however, you can't seem to get over him when it would be so easy to be under him instead

genre : angst, non-idol!k x afab!reader, 1st person pov (yeah idk why either) tws : angst, suggestive content, kissing, alcohol consumption, language, toxic!k, lovesick!reader, jealousy, verbal fight author notes : fuma’s innocent don’t do girl don’t do itttt word count : 2.2k

my phone pinged! and i debated ignoring it — for the nth time in the last hour. the music was blasting, the bass shaking the house in a dub-step rhythm. i took another swig from the metal can that had somehow made it into my hands as another text rang out and caught the attention of the girl attached to my arm. the smooth liquid was the best the bottom-shelf had to offer, and beggars can't be choosers when trying to get drunk fast.

her eyebrows knit, eyes locking on the piece of machinery closest to her sights, then raising to mine.

honestly, right now, i wanted to throw the overly-expensive communication piece at the wall and watch it shatter. i looked to her, the phone, and then the can, taking the rest of it back and crushing it like a frat-boy would.

she huffed out a laugh, "you didn't block him?" but, it wasn't so hard to believe and she knew it just as well as i did.

i still loved him, even after the couple of months we've been broken up; it's not because it was on good terms. actually, it was the complete opposite: we were shit to each other and it was best we went our separate ways. we should, in reality, hate each other. it would only be the natural thing for two people in our situation to do — however, i can't help fighting the urge to reply.

her disappointment was apparent, “y/n, are you kidding me. he’s not even here right now but you can’t stop thinking about him! pick any other guy, i beg.”

my senses were colliding like a car-wreck — leaving my better judgment in the leftover to never be found again. i could see the red and blue and hear the sirens howling out to the moon. still, even under my dying breath, his name would roll off it.

“i-i’m tryi —“

“don’t be ridiculous, i know you well.” she said, fishing the phone that wouldn’t stop buzzing out of my hand. she read out the top text, “y/n, come over. i need to apologize. I need y — he’s drunk. he only ever says shit like this when he’s drunk! you forget he was my friend before he ever dated you. and, god, do i regret introducing you to him.”

my heart sank, a nausea creeping up my throat. he was bleeding me dry, i knew it, but he could have it all; my skin, bones, blood and teeth.

“block his number before you do something we’ll both regret!” she handed it back, “you know i only want what’s best for you — you’re you for fuck sake! you could have anyone, and i mean anyone, yet the only person in your head only texts you at two fucking a.m. you deserve better than him, don’t kid yourself.”

tears pricked my eyes because i knew it was true, but the shooting pain only went away when his hands were on my skin. it was better to stay away, to not take the risk. he should’ve been — should be — the one to get away, and sometimes i also wished she’d never introduced me to the devil under a different name.

“okay,” i sniffled, her palm resting against my cheek comfortingly, “i’ll block him.”

“good.” she unlocked her arm from mine, pushing me forward, “now go find someone better! god knows the bar is low!”

i felt the brush of a body against mine as i found myself smack in the middle of the crowd. my head whipped to the sights of a boy, probably around the same age as me, half-lidded eyes and flushed features. he apologized but, honestly, it was my — her — fault, though he didn’t seem to register that it was anything but an accident, probably too drunk to.

it was an envious state, i thought.

i smiled lightly, her words echoing my mind, “its okay. i’m sorry. my name’s y/n.” his face was soft with godly-defined structure: sharp nose, eyes and plush lips that upturned with a smile resembling mine.

“fuma!” he said, trying to shout over the music. however, something about his tone told me he wasn’t loud, exactly the opposite in fact: gentle, and warm. something my boyfriend — ex — had lacked when we were still together once upon a time. “you’re very, uh, beautiful.”

i laughed at his awkwardness, though i had to read his lips to understand. “thank you,” i replied, pulling him down to my height to hear each other better. my lips brushed against the shell of his ear. “you’re very pretty too.”

he visibly shuddered as i pulled away, furthering my slight sense of pride, mostly because i never had an effect over the only person i wanted to.

he choked out, “d-do you want a drink?” and i nodded, grabbing at his empty hand. the friend i had come with gave me an approving smile and shrugged as if to say the cliché, 'he's cute and you only live once.' he froze, obviously a little shocked by our sudden intimacy, however he brushed it away and led us both to a quieter area; weaving through lip-locked and timely-jumping college students.

i found myself pushing up onto the counter top, watching as he grabbed two beers from an already opened case. they were warm, but again, beggars can’t be choosers when trying to get drunk. he cracked it open and handed it in my direction.

his eyes wouldn’t land on mine, but only stared at the lips that were taking the smooth liquid so easily, watching my throat bob with every gulp. he shifted, leaning against the painted-wood-plastic at my side.

after a moment of deafening silence he asked. “do you go to this school?”

“no.” i replied, letting the can rest against my crossed legs, “i’m here with a friend.”

“a boyfriend?”

the words stung, because no matter the truth, i still wanted to say yes. i still wanted to be able to call the person i loved so deeply my boyfriend — to have him pick me up from this stupid frat-party and not have anyone say anything about it. i still wanted him, and i knew exactly why, though i’d never admit it.

i bit my lip and fuma must’ve, even through his clouded state, read the room. “a sensitive subject, i’m sorry.”

“don’t be sorry, i, uh, don’t have a boyfriend.”

“anymore.” he corrected. maybe it was because he was drunk that his words, even slurred, were so truth-filled it stung. “but i can tell you still want him to be.”

“no,” you paused, both knowing it was a lie, “i want to forget about him. he’s not here.”

“he’s not?”

“i don’t give half-a-fuck where he is in actuality.” you swallowed a bit of your pride, as well as some beer, “if he wanted to, he would. right?”

“right.” he replied, taking another swig.

i looked at him, all of him in disbelief. he knew i was a liar, but at the end of the day he didn’t even know me the way my ex could claim. maybe, i thought, that it was the best possible situation for me to be in. actually, it was the best i could make of this fucked up reality.

my voice lowered ever-so-slightly, “do you want to?”

“be your boyfriend?”

“woah, slow down there cowboy. let’s not go that far right now — we both know i’m not over my ex.”

i couldn’t tell if his face flushed from embarrassment or just the copious amount of alcohol running through his blood. “then, do i want to what?” he breathily-laughed out.

“make me forget?”

my reply almost sounded desperate, and i wondered if that resulted in an inclination to say yes. i wondered if that’s why i was pressed against the countertop i once sat criss-crossed on, lips locked with a stranger.

i felt guilty — a little lost — the sense of feeling so good but so wrong leaking through the thought of him; the man whose hands desperately groped whatever he could find, pressing our bodies so close i was convinced we could merge into one.

a moment ago it was true i wanted him to make me forget about my ex, i wanted him just as bad as he did me. but right now, the flashes of someone else strobed behind my eyelids, projected so nicely that i even wanted to forgive him — for the nth time in the years we spent on and off. i wanted to feel the intimacy of love, even if it was fake, but i couldn't when the only person i felt stockholm syndrome for was across the city.

but, a bus ride at this hour would be easy. it would take barely half and hour before i was underneath the man i wanted so pathetically.

my body shivered, but it wasn’t from the way fuma gripped my skin so gently. i felt a coursing guilt rush over me like a bad high. in reality, i knew i shouldn’t have offered, especially when both him and i were under copious amounts of influence; him worse-off than me. i was taking advantage of a good situation, a seemingly good guy, just to get over a bad for 40 minutes.

maybe i was just crazy — not crazily in love — but just plain fucking crazy. crazy for a man who wasn't mine anymore. crazy because i knew i shouldn't want him. crazy because i knew i was just losing a part of me that should've been lost a long time ago. crazy at the thought of being crazy.

"y/n" god, now i could ever swear i was hearing voices — his voice. well, that was until a hand grabbed my bicep, pulling me away from the tall man. "y/n, what the fuck are you doing?"

i didn't even get a chance to swing around fully before i was being pulled from the kitchen and out of the house entirely. the air was frosty, but honestly i couldn't be bothered to even feel cold; too annoyed to think of anything but the man who was still latched to my arm. eventually, i got fed up, after feeling copious amounts of despair fill my chest, pulling my limb from him.

he turned around calmly, despite the red i could see seeping behind his pupils. he tried to grab my hand this time, but i back away before he had the chance.

"don't — don't touch me, k." i crossed my chilled arms over my chest, one foot back and prepared to step again, "what are you doing here?"

"you weren't answering."

i scoffed, "i never answer, k. that's nothing new."

he didn't hesitate, and it was a little shocking, "your location is still on."

"that doesn't give you th-the right to just show up out of the blue!"

and despite being mad at him, he looked so damn cute with a pout on his face. i could tell he was somewhat drunk, a pink tinting his features i used to adore oh-so-much.

"but, you weren't answe —"

you yelled, "why would i answer you, k!" i couldn't understand his infatuation with the fact that i didn't answer his late-night texts, but maybe he was just as lovesick as i felt. "wh-why would i do that after all this time?"

was he just as damaged as i was? did he really still front like he cared, and was i still falling for it over and over again? it's said that to forgive takes strength, but right now i think that holding back is taking more out of me. he had my heart in his hands still, and despite dropping it countless times, he always knew when and where to pick it back up.

i wasn't sure if i loved him, but i'm just as unsure about not being in love with him. he's driving me to brink of insanity. he's gotten everything out of me, and it's taking everything in me to not muster up more.

if i had known that love would've had such a high price tag, would i still have felt the same way towards him? maybe the good could out-weigh this bad, but i was never one to wishful think before meeting his stupid-pretty eyes. i was never one to feel so unsure before having his stupid-hot skin on mine. i was never one to wear my heart on sleeve before he oh-so-gently pulled it out of me.

and maybe he was unsure too. maybe he didn't know why i wouldn't — couldn't — answer his messages. maybe he was one to think so highly of himself that s breaking up was just a suggestion.

did i love him enough to give him a fourth, fifth and sixth chance? yes. i loved him enough to forgive and forget after every little mistake, and that's what's eating at my brain. the hardest thing I've ever had to do was walk away while still loving him. so, why doesn't it feel like it's for the better? why doesn't his memory fade like its supposed to.

"admit that you only came to see if i was with someone else." i sighed, tears blurring over his frame, "admit that it was because you were blinded by jealousy. admit that you still want me, that you can't get over us as easily as i thought. admit that you still lo —"

"i love you, y/n."

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