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oksullen · 2 years

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12 AM - KEI TSUKISHIMIA X READER

warnings - angst, fighting verbal !! mean words, kei is an asshole and not in the right here. GASLIGHTING!! unhappy ending (this time..) part one of two(?!) kei throws something but no hurt is done, swearing!! gn!reader, pet name used once (love) i wanna say ooc buuuuuuuuuuut nah. enjoy!! MAY BE TRIGGERING synopsis - after confronting your boyfriend on where he has been it seems his answer was one you never thought you'd here a/n - this is sad- but, no it's just sad. super long too wtf!? word count - 6k+ (WHAT THE HELL?!)

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You sat patiently on the couch in your small house you had recently bought. you tapped your foot impatiently, the room quiet enough you could hear the quiet ticks of the clock hanging on the wall. Your phone had been set aside after the lack of responses your boyfriend had given you over the past few hours. You were afraid of seeming clingy, but it was worrying that every message was marked as read. Your boyfriend was supposed to be home six hours ago, the time near 12AM. You would not be upset if he decided to go out with friends- rather you would be surprised and proud of him. though the lack of communication over all left your mind wandering.

It was not until quarter to twelve you heard the front door unlocked. You were tired and did not hurry to get up, looking back hurriedly. "Kei?" you blurted out. You could see his figure. he slumped, slipping off his coat and shoes, tossing them aside. you spoke again. "Kei." you sighed. still no response. you sat up straight, focusing all your attention on him. "Kei, are you alright? you're scaring me." Your body was full of worry and concern, though it would be replaced soon. His response was something you never expected. "Can you ever shut up?" he groaned; his voice laced with damage.

you revolted back a bit, taken off guard. "I'm- I'm sorry what?" you stuttered, in shock.

"You never leave me alone. It feels like every day you are bothering me all the time. give it a break Y/N, God damnit." he snapped, turning to face you.

usually he would have stopped now, seeing your hurt expression. It had not been the first time he snapped at you. rather- it seemed like it was happening a lot more than usual. "You worried me..." you whispered, unsure if he even heard. "I don't care. You're not my mother, you don't need to know where I am all the time." He was tense. Not thinking of what was coming out of his mouth. "I don't even know why I'm here with you anymore."

That was a triggering point for you. you stood up, ready to defend yourself. you were tired, your eyes already full of tears. "Kei- what has gotten into you?" you asked.

he turned on his heel, walking over to the kitchen. "what's wrong with you?!" he almost yelled.

you stood there in awe, hurt and unsure what to do now. What was wrong with you? nothing- nothing was wrong with you. He was the one to lash out at you. "There is no need to speak to me this way." you huffed, rushing over to follow him. He did not answer you this time, instead grabbing a cup from the cupboard and opening the fridge. this made you upset, thinking he could walk in here and be- a bitch! "Don't ignore me now. you were the one to walk in here acting like- like you have a stick up your ass!" you spoke loudly, now expressing your hurt.

he again- did not say anything. letting out a little 'tch' you tapped your foot impatiently like earlier. The house was dark, only the dim lit kitchen light hanging over the counter on. truly it seemed like the only warm thing in the cold atmosphere. "Kei-"

"don't call me that." He slammed the fridge door and placed the cup down. "can't you just- go away for once?" he continued with the mean words.

You really tried not to let it get to you, you did. you wanted to know what was upsetting him. you cared- that is all you ever did.

"I don't know what I did to deserve this..." you mumbled.

you two stood in silence for a while. the sound of the clock being heard again. his words were repeating in your head over and over, and Kei was only thinking of what else to spew out.

"You're useless, you know that?" he scoffed, taking his cup, and walking off. "You're lucky. I could do so much better."

your eyes shot open, your heart skipping a beat. tears swelled up in your eyes. His words were able to break your barrier. You did not know what to do- so you did what you two only ever knew how to do in these situations, defend yourself. "you're being an asshole." you spat back.

he stopped walking, pushing his glasses back up. "Love I think that's all you." he sighed.

love? "How can you give me this bullshit right now? is your brain too small to realize everything you just said to me!" you raised your voice, staying where you were in fear of moving. he sputtered, offended obviously. "Excuse me? says the actual dense one. you ever heard of 'fuck off'? you should try it." he jeered.

you felt your brows twitch, furrowing them in anger. you gritted your teeth, trying to hold back your own rude words. "What is wrong with you? actually?" you gasped, clearly offended. "god's help you if you think I started this." "You did." he snapped back. "You would not leave me alone. if you really loved me, you would know to back off." he stepped closer to you, most likely to try and intimidate you. you looked up at the 193 cm blond-haired boy, saddened. Somehow, in the moment of anger, he felt a pain of regret. though he had never let you know, or show it, and he was not going to lose this fight.

"Fine..." you looked away from him. "I'll leave, if that is what you want so bad." you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, using all your energy to keep yourself together.

"No, you won't" he shook his head and laughed a little.

you did not respond, walking away. you grabbed your phone, slipped on your shoes and coat, and grabbed your keys. you quickly looked around scanning for anything else you could take. Your vision was terrible, the tears blurring your vision. you sobbed quietly as your boyfriend watched. you bit down on your lip to stay quiet. You quickly entered your shared room, grabbing some things and slamming the bedroom door behind you. "Where are you going to go?" He found this amusing, but again, his heart hurt to see you this way, always.

"I'll find somewhere. With someone who wants to try and keep me around." you spat, getting ready to leave.

"Don't." he suddenly was hushed. "Don't you dare... you need to solve this."

You did not say anything, opening the door. Without looking back, you stepped out, closing the door. The minute you were out of his sight you broke down, tears pouring out of your eyes as you reflected on everything that happened. You heard a crash, the cause of him throwing his cup at the door, and then storming off. The only lit lamp in the house shut off. You walked to your car and sat down, getting out of there fast. Never had you been so eager to leave the one you loved and cared for alone. You knew he would not call, text, or reach out, and that is why you accepted you had to move on in life.

Kei on the other hand, would not take this well.

this is def my favorite piece so far- if you want a part two lmk!! <3

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interlagosed · 2 years

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Imagine 13 year old Lando met his current self it’s going to he super funny

I’ve done this w present lando meeting his future, carlandads self, but I love this too omg. We’re going to set aside my headcanon that the world would implode if two Landos were ever to meet.

Lando - well, younger Lando. Yando? - stared at Lando - older Lando, anyway; just Lando. Lando looked back, feeling surprisingly calm. Carlos was away, thank god. He didn’t want to explain any of this to him. More importantly, he didn’t want Yando freaking out at seeing an older, extremely hot Carlos. That might screw with the space-time continuum. Or whatever. Lando’d never watched Doctor Who.

“So…you’re…married?” Yando said, gesturing to Lando’s wedding band.

Lando nodded gravely. “Yeah. It’s been, like, four months. Over that.”

“But you’re…22? That’s literally, like, ten years from now. Oh, my days.”

“Yeah, well,” Lando said with a little shrug, “when it’s the right guy, you don’t really question it.”

“The right guy- am I gay?”

“Dunno. Maybe? You like men. Mostly, you like Carlos.”

“Carlos-”

Oh, bugger. Should Lando have mentioned that? Yando’s eyes were as big as planets; Lando could see his brain process what he had just said.

Well. In for a penny. Or whatever.

“Carlos Sainz,” Lando said, patiently. Yando squeaked. Lando grinned; cute kid, actually.

“C-Carlos. Sainz? The- the- racer?”

Lando nodded again, unable to keep the proud smile from his face. “Yeah. The one you’ve been tweeting at. Sorry he never replied, by the way. It’s fine though. Love at first sight. For him, I mean. We were way cooler about it.”

“He- how?”

“Teammates at McLaren,” Lando said. Then he gestured towards twin photos on the wall, framed proudly: Lando and Carlos together; Carlos holding a trophy in one, Lando in the other, both beaming for themselves, for one another. Yando stared.

“He’s- touching me. You. Us.”

“Does a lot more than just touch,” Lando murmured. Then he gulped as Yando stared at him. Aw, man, he didn’t want to be responsible for his own brain death. “A-anyway, he wanted to propose but I jumped the gun and did it first.”

“You proposed to him?” Yando squawked. “And he said-”

“He cried,” Lando said proudly. Yando stared at him, and Lando laughed. “I’m telling you. He’s absolute fu- head over heels for you the second he actually meets you.”

Yando stared at Lando, then at the pictures of Lando and Carlos on the walls, then at his own hands. Then, he looked at Lando and asked, “Are you still teammates?”

“Nah. I’m still at McLaren. Carlos moved to Ferrari.”

Yando considered that, then nodded sagely. “That makes sense.”

Did it? Lando considered it, then shrugged and nodded. “Yeah. Guess so.”

More silence. Yando seemed to be thinking quite hard. Then, quietly, Yando asked, “…have you won a race yet?”

Ah. Lando thought about how best to answer that question. Then he took a deep breath and said, honestly, “Not yet. P2. But…it’s going to happen. I know it.”

Yando looked crestfallen but only for a second. Then, quite sweetly, he patted Lando’s shoulder and said, “I know it too. Maybe Carlos will be there too, yeah?”

Lando grinned. “I know he will.”

#hibi answers #carlando #carlando headcanons #hibi writes

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strawberrymilkgeorge · 3 years

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Part Nine. Minecraft Dating 101

warnings: swearing, mostly super freaking fluffy but some oopsies at the end (which is the barely-there angst that i mentioned before!!), pet names?? if that bothers you??? (like...... one or both of them might use baby.........) word count: 5.3k (not including pictures)

behind the screen (irl dream x f!reader) series masterlist ultimate masterlist

A/N: HEHEH SORRY ITS SO LONG SORRY hope you guys like it!!!! hope it lives up to your standards of minecraft dates lol also thank you guys all for all your suggestions!!! i loved all of them so much!!!! i would have added every idea except this was already 5k words so its much less “flirting” and more so “oh gosh im so nervous what am i supposed to do” from both of them so hehe i think thats more endearing anyway

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The familiar sound of a FaceTime call connecting rang in Y/n's ears and she held her phone up to her face. "Hi, Karl," she sighed.

"Y/N!!" he said with a cackle. "ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR DATE?!"

"Shut up, I'm doing this for you."

"I already gave you the tour though so really you could back out. You're choosing to stay." His voice was teasing and giddy. "Why's that, hmm?"

Heat rose instantly to Y/n's face. "Because I'm a woman of my word?"

"OkaAaAyy," he sang. "Or because you liiiiikeee himmm."

"Shhhut up, Karl. No, I don't."

"Suuuure."

"Is this why you called me?"

He giggled. "Yeah, but—"

Y/n disconnected the call and set her phone down with a small laugh and a shake of her head.

With her stream started and her chat greeted, the donation limit raised to $100 (both because she didn't want to be flooded with questions on the date and because she didn't want people to donate their hard-earned money), Y/n logged onto Dream's SMP and found the voice call Dream was in, George's name right under his.

After she clicked it to join, a small gasp emitted from her headphones before she heard Dream mutter something. "Get out, get out, leave."

George's voice was normal. "But I wanna—"

"GEORGE!" Dream yelled, making Y/n giggle.

"Fine!" George yelled back. "Have fun you two," he sang like Karl did before a sound from Discord told them that he left.

It was silent for a second before, "Hi."

"Hi." She giggled. "What was that about?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing. Just some last minute, uh, setting up."

She hummed, amused at the sound of his frantic voice.

"So, um... are you ready for our date?"

"I don't even know where you are. I'm still in my house."

"Knock, knock," he said with a laugh. Y/n turned to see green peeking through the cutouts on her oak door and she laughed.

She ran to the door and opened it for him, revealing Dream in a slightly altered version of his Minecraft skin. He looked the same, except the white blob appeared to be wearing a necktie of some sort. "You look ridiculous," she admitted with a smile. "Wait, is this a fancy date? Should I change my skin?"

"It's not fancy, I just wanted to look my best for the prettiest girl in the world."

"Ohmygosh," she muttered to herself, hoping that writing off his charming words and actions as annoying would make her face not heat up as much. So far, it hadn't worked. Two minutes in and she was already blushing like a schoolgirl whose crush asked her to play tag at recess. "So, I'm not underdressed?"

"No, you're always perfect."

She didn't comment, opting for an eye-roll instead. Truthfully, she wanted to flirt back with him, try to make his heart beat fast like hers already was, but she was worried her words wouldn't come off joking and that the true intention would be obvious, that he'd be able to breeze right past the jovial tone and hear the sincerity in her words. Wait, true intention? What was her true intention? Her true intention should obviously be to just joke around and have some fun, but deep down she knew the motivation for teasing him came from somewhere different, somewhere more meaningful.

She wanted to tease him because she wanted to be the one to make him blush, to make him trip over his words and not know what to do with his hands.

Why? Well, she was still figuring that out.

"If you're ready, follow me, ma'am."

"Where are you taking me?" she asked as she followed his character down prime path.

"Hmmm..." he mused. "A secret, obviously."

"Obviously," she scoffed. She noticed that he was several blocks ahead of her and she smiled to herself. "Hey, Dream?"

"Hm?" he asked, spinning to face her as he ran backward.

"I don't know how many dates you've been on, but usually people walk together. You know, gives them an excuse to maybe hold hands or at least enjoy each other's company?" She made sure her voice had just the right balance of teasing and seriousness, curious as to how he would respond.

"I, uh... oh."

"Unless you want me to just meet you there. I mean, you're practically running away from me."

"I'm just excited!" he excused, stopping briefly so she could catch up with him.

"But look at how many beautiful things there around us to look at while we get to where we're going!" she told him. "Well, maybe not that," she said with a laugh as she punched her fist towards Tommy's dirt house. "But other things."

Dream laughed and continued to walk next to her like she requested, pausing if he ever got too far ahead. "How can I look at all those when the most beautiful thing is walking right next to me?"

She's never rolled her eyes so hard in her life. "Shut up," she mumbled as she punched him.

"OW! BUG!"

"That was supposed to be a pat on the arm but Minecraft only has one level of hitting and it's a punch. Sorry."

Dream wheezed briefly before containing his laughter. "This way," he instructed, getting off the path and starting into the woods.

"Oh, really you're trying to kill me. That's why you didn't want me to wear anything nice. Didn't want me to ruin any of my fancy stuff."

"Foiled my plans," he joked lightly. "Okay but really, um, I was thinking—well, so you already have a house but I was thinking we could build one together. Or build something, I don't know. But you're really good at building and I know you really enjoy it so I thought maybe you could show—like, teach me and then later I'll teach you something and then we can have a little picnic dinner."

Y/n smiled at her nervousness. "Hey, that actually sounds really fun!"

"What? What do you mean actually?" He laughed. "What, did you expect me to plan something boring?"

She laughed over his dramatic pouting. "No, but I mean, I didn't know what to expect," she said shyly. "I do have to say, though, I'm not sure what you plan on teaching me. I'm pretty much a master at all possible Minecraft skills, so..."

"Oh, really?" he taunted. "Everything?"

"Mhm," she hummed, her confidence wavering at his smooth voice.

"We'll see about that..."

"Unless you mean you're gonna teach me how to code Minecraft. That's a Minecraft skill I will admit I know nothing about."

"No, no, nothing like that," he said with a laugh.

"Good, save the programming talk for later."

"For laaater, hmmm?" he sang flirtatiously.

"Oh my gosh," she said through a laugh. "You would think that's what I meant."

"Hey, you're the one that said you think it's cute when I talk about coding. Maybe you're into that."

"I was saying it's sweet hearing you talk about stuff you like, you nerd. Why did you immediately think—what, is your idea of dirty talk talking about... like... computer viruses?"

"WhAT?"

"Hey girl, lemme clean out your motherboard," she mocked in a deep voice. "You overclock my processor. Lemme program your, uh—uh...hAHA, nevermind, ew, no."

"BUG?! WHAAAT? What is wrong with you?" His gasps for breath between wheezes made her laugh with him. "Don't ever talk like that again, pleASE."

"I won't, I won't, I'm sorry. Oh my gosh."

"Is that your idea of flirting? You are bad!"

"No, no, no!" She laughed. "I was making fun of you. No, I'm actually really good."

She couldn't stop giggling to herself for a few minutes, embarrassed but also proud of the reaction she got from Dream. She loved hearing him laugh as if he would never stop, it made her heart so happy to hear, especially when she was the one who caused it.

Though she feared her horrible pickup lines, if you could even call them that, were already clipped, ready to be used against her for the rest of her life. Worth it. Probably.

They approached a cleared-out area in the woods and Dream stopped and turned to Y/n. "So, we're here. What should we build?"

"Oh, so now I have to plan? Wow, you are so underprepared," she joked.

"What, no! I originally... I wanted to build a, like, a house together because I didn't— I forgot you made your—your house already and—but since you already have one—"

"We can still build a house," she interrupted with a soft voice. Him fumbling over his words was very endearing but also very confusing. How serious was he taking this bit? Or was he... actually nervous? She was actually nervous but she had reasons to be: a huge live audience to entertain and not ignore, and the weird staticky, itchy feeling in her tummy every time Dream spoke to her. Both valid reasons to be nervous. What was his excuse?

"Really? You wanna build a home together?"

Heat rose to her cheeks at his wording and she hummed. "Mhm. You can be my secret lover I hide in my vacation home. Like a second life kinda deal."

He scoffed. "Oh, now I'm just your side piece, Bug?"

"Nah, you're my main bitch, baby. I just wanna hide you away to keep you for myself because I'm selfish."

There was silence on his end for a few moments, making Y/n's face practically catch fire as she thought about her words. Why did she say that?? How can he flirt all the time but as soon as she says something: dead silence.

"Well.... shhhhhit," he finally mumbled definitively.

"You wanted me to flirt with you, Dream. You literally asked me too!" She laughed, trying to cover up her embarrassment. It had been less than 20 minutes and she already made a fool of herself.

"I did, I did, I just—wow. Come on, that was... I didn't expect you to go from never flirting to calling me baby!"

"Too much?" she bit her lip as she waited for him to explain if it was a good or bad thing.

He paused again. "....no."

She laughed loudly, pulling her hoodie collar up to her face in an attempt to rid herself of the giddiness and heat on her face. Like anyone could see anyway.

"So, a house?"

"A house."

"What kind of house do you think we should build together, Dream?"

"Maybe...." he thought as he ran around the area. "Maybe, like, a log cabin? Since we're in a forest. It's fitting..."

"Very true, very true..." she thought. "I was thinking a castle was more suited for you, king, but a cabin works too."

"Bug!" he yelled, laughter bubbling up in his voice. "What is wrong with you?"

"What?" she said defensively, giggling.

"You're a handful today," he groaned under his breath and she smiled. Though his words said one thing, Y/n could tell he was enjoying her energy.

"So, a dinky, old cabin, or what?"

"Whatever you want to build," he sighed.

"You always this agreeable?"

"Only to you."

"Well, I honestly don't have much practice with building cabins and since I want to show off my skills, I mean, that's the whole point of this, right? For me to impress you with my skills?"

Dream laughed so she continued.

"I think we should build a treehouse."

"A treehouse?"

"Mhm. What do you think? I make a pretty bomb treehouse."

"That sounds awesome!" he agreed. "Oh, and it could go from, like, one tree to another and, like, connect with a bridge! Like, the living room on one and the bedroom on another."

"Yeah, exactly! Okay, it's settled."

"What do we need? What do you want me to do?"

"I'm thinking.... we use cobblestone?"

Dead silent. Literally no noise until a few moments later, ".......Bug. This might be a deal-breaker."

"I'm joooking! You think I'd build something out of cobblestone? Who am I, Tommy? No, what's your favorite wood?"

"Dark oak."

"GOOD. Me too. So.... we need dark oak. Or, wait! Okay, hear me out."

"I'm hearing..." Dream prompted as he pressed A and D on his keyboard back and forth, earning a giggle from Y/n. He character was bouncing left and right is excitement.

"Dark oak planks..." she started.

"Mhm."

"Stone bricks..."

"Go on."

"And green wool for accents."

"Well, now you're just pandering."

"No!" she laughed. "Not, like, lime wool. Green wool. It's close to you but not as... obnoxiously blinding."

"I trust your vision. I'll go get materials."

"Perfect, you're the best, Dweam."

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled before laughing. "You pick out a tree you think would be best for the main part."

40 minutes later, they were nowhere near being done. Y/n had shown him how to make a good house layout after he placed the floor in the shape of a square. She had yelled at him for it first, of course. They also had the frame of the walls and one bridge but nothing on the other side of said bridge. Not wanting the stream to last six hours since this was only the first part of the date, Y/n made a suggestion.

"What if...."

"What if what?" Dream asked, pausing to look at her character, who had stopped fixing his mistakes. "Did I mess something up?"

"No, I was just thinking. What if we make this the whole house and do a little garden on the other side of the bridge? Or like a little cute thing."

"A little cute thing?" Dream laughed.

"You know, like a thing," she said, knowing she hadn't clarified anything. "I forgot this is only date one, you can't read my mind yet."

"Oh, so there are gonna be future dates? I thought this was just to pay off your debt?"

She paused, playing with her hoodie strings between her left hand. "Well, I guess we'll see."

Dream laughed. "So, what little cute thing did you want to make?"

"We could put a bench facing the sunset and have some potted flowers and hang lanterns and stuff."

"Oh, like a romantic spot?"

"I guess if you wanna think of it like that."

"Sounds cute," he said. "So, we have to change the layout in here then?"

"Nah, I mean, we can just not add a kitchen, we obviously don't need one anyway."

"True. Then all we need is to put our bed down, right?"

"Beds," Y/n corrected.

"Well, when they're together it looks like one big bed."

"Who said we're putting out beds together?"

"Buuuuggg..." he whined. "Come on... lemme put my bed next to yours."

She giggled again. What was with all the giggling, sheesh. "No. There's plenty of space, put it somewhere else." She placed her white bed down in the corner and went across the bridge to bring her idea to life, or, to Minecraft.

It only took about ten minutes and she finished when Dream spoke again. "I think I'm done."

"I am too! Let's take one final look around." She went back inside and immediately noticed his bed right next to hers. She stared at his character and he laughed.

"Whaaat?" he asked shyly and she just sighed, letting it happen. They took a look around and agreed that it was basically the best treehouse in the entire universe, both in Minecraft and real life.

"Bug, you're so good at building," Dream complimented as he ran around the house. "What's your favorite part?"

"Ummm...." She looked around before deciding on the bridge. "I like how you made the bridge. And I like the little touches you added to it. It's nice."

"Thanks! I think the 'little cute thing' you did is the best part."

"Shut up, I can't stand you," she scoffed. "But thanks."

"Hey, Bug?" Dream asked, leading her back into the house. He faced the two beds placed together and she prepared herself for the worst joke of all time. "Is this where all the programming talk happens?"

"I knew it! I knew you were gonna say that! Shut up!" She punched Dream as he laughed loudly and she couldn't stop smiling. "You're such a nerd. You're so annoying."

"OH! I have an idea, wait here."

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It had been a solid eight and a half minutes of Y/n waiting for Dream and he showed no signs of returning. He was silent too, so she resorted to saying random things to get him to crack.

"When will my husband return from war?" she joked, her voice laced with sadness and longing.

There was a small suppressed laugh from his mic, but still no words.

"Sometimes I think I can still hear him laughing at me."

He must have gotten reeeaaalll close to his mic, because his next words, the first ones he had spoken in almost ten minutes, were whispered but she felt like he was in her ear. "I'll be home soon, baby."

Once again, she was so glad her chat couldn't see her because she literally shivered and her face was so warm she felt like she was glowing.

For the first time all stream, her eyes betrayed her and she looked at her chat as she pulled her hoodie collar up to her face.

user18: BUGSY BEIN REEEAL QUIET

user4: i think i just passed out

user11: wHAT ON EARTH DREAM ADKXKH

user7: BUGSY ON GOD BE REAL WITH US WTF IS GOING ON RN

user2: hey bestie i cant do this rn

user9: they can't talk to each other like that and say they're just friends pleASE

Also for the first time all stream, someone dared to donate at her limit (which, again, was ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS).

karakatara donated $100 I had to donate bc I just HAD to tell you how cute you and dream are! honestly my favorite couple ever and I was just wondering how long you've been dating??? love you and your videos!!!!!

It was $100. She had to answer it. Meaning, she had to use words after Dream said that like that and she wasn't sure that was physically possible right now.

"Aren't you going to answer?" Dream taunted.

"Wha—what, are you—you stream watching, you weirdo?" she forced out. "Why?"

"I wanted to read your chat, they're really funny."

"I haven't been reading it."

"What, why? They've been so funny this whole time."

"I've been too scared to."

"Too scared? Of what?"

Of the jokes that she wanted to be real? Of seeing something so cute only to break her heart when she remembers it's all a joke? Of seeing someone hate her for being so close to Dream? Many things.

"Of seeing something... that boosts your ego."

"What? Oh, come on. Hey, answer the dono. Someone gave you their hard earned money for that."

"Yeah, wait, chat, I had the limit that high so you DON'T donate! Why on earth would you—"

"You're avoiding the question."

"We aren't actually dating! Not actually a couple!" she said with a laugh, though something in her heart was very much against laughing at that fact. "Obviously not."

"Well, it's only the first date, so, we'll see I guess, but..."

"I cannot stand you. Thank you so much for the dono, though, Karakatara. You're insane for... yeah. Thank you so much." She turned her attention back to Dream. "Actually though are you ever coming back?"

"Yeah, what, I'm almost there. I see the you staring out the window. ."

When he got inside, he dropped a blue cornflower for Y/n and stepped back. "Okay, now, give that to me."

She followed, not understanding. "For you, Dream." She dropped the flower.

"Aw, Bug! That's so kind! Aw! Thank you! Here's a flower for you, too!" He dropped her a red poppy and then put two item frames on the wall above their beds. He put the blue cornflower above his bed and she followed by putting the red one above hers. "Now that's my favorite part of the house."

"You didn't want to use the real ones? What, did you lose my flower or something?"

"Hell no!" he defended loudly. "No, I just don't want someone to steal that one. It's in my enderchest for safe-keeping."

He said it so casually like it was no big deal, but her heart soared. She too had his flower in her enderchest.

"This," she said dramatically with a sigh, "is now a treehome."

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"I already told you I'm the best PVP player out there."

"Bug, honey, I've seen you play Bedwars. You're trash."

"Hey!" Hehe, honey. Shut up brain.

"But that's okay! I'm here to teach you."

Y/n's character stood across a makeshift battlefield from Dream's, an axe in hand and armor that was definitely donated by DreamXD on her body. "This is kinda sexist of you. Assuming I know how to name a cute house but not fight."

"Oh no, that's not—crap. Bug, I'm only basing this off of your streams, which I watch all the time—"

Once again, he said something so casual and yet it still made her heart skip three beats and once again, she grabbed the collar of her hoodie and pulled it up to hide her face. This thing had to be stretched by now from how often it was yanked on in this stream alone.

"—and don't get me wrong, you're great! But you're also good at a lot of stuff and—"

"Dream!" she giggled out. "I'm teasing. I admit you're much better than me."

"I wouldn't say much better but... it's the only thing I could possibly teach you anything about because you're just so good at Minecraft." His tone was sarcastic at this point but she knew he was meaning what he said.

"Whatever. Come on, Dream, show me how it's done."

He actually had a lot of very useful tips that Y/n otherwise would have never thought about. I guess when you tryhard Minecraft, she thought, you learn a thing or two about pvp. It was a complete joke, but she still kept it to herself.

"I could basically beat anyone now," she said confidently.

"Yeah, basically. Except maybe Technoblade."

"Nah, even him."

"Let's see how good you really are. To the death."

"What?" She laughed. "You're gonna try to kill me on our date?"

"Yeah, scared?" Seconds later, a creeper exploded near Dream and he screeched, jumping back. Y/n lost it. She laughed loudly, clutching her stomach.

"Dr-Dream!" She laughed. "What the hell was that?"

"It scared me!" he argued. "Here, I'll protect you," he offered, running past her and killing a skeleton that was shooting towards her.

"I don't need protecting, especially from you! Besides, if you're trying to kill me, you'd let the mobs get me."

"No," he decided. "No one's allowed to kill my Bug."

She was literally going to explode. "Wh—"

"Only I get to."

"Dream!" she scoffed, running to kill the skeleton first. She succeeded and he pouted.

"Hey—I did more damage than you, you just had the final hit."

"Really? Cause to me it looks like I'm your knight in shining armor."

"Nuh-uh," he spat.

"Dream. F5 right now, you're covered in arrows."

There was a pause. "Oh whatever." He hit her once and that's all it took for them to start fighting, throwing jokes and taunts at each other the whole time, eventually resulting in a satisfying win for her.

Dream was slain by Bugsy

"WHAT?! HOW?"

<Tubbo> i thogt you were on a date <Ranboo> well definitley not anymore <Ranboo> is that canon <JackManifoldTV> WOMEN

"What was that about you being better than me?" Y/n teased.

"Oh, come ON! I still had damage from the skeleton, and besides, I taught you everything you know!"

"That just makes you a very good teacher, Dream," she said sincerely and he paused, probably expecting her to insult him instead of compliment him.

"Yeah, suck up now that you've murdered me."

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They were finally at their final stop, three hours into the stream. Not too bad on time, though this was probably the longest Minecraft date in the history of Minecraft dates. Also the best, but maybe Y/n was biased.

There was a huge tree, obviously built instead of naturally generated, with lanterns hanging down and lighting areas of the dark world around them. Under that was a checkered pattern of carpet, a single chest in the center with a potted plant sitting next to it.

"The carpet is supposed to look like a, uh, what's it called... picnic blanket?" Dream explained as they approached the scene, clearly not happy with how it turned out. "It looks weird. Nothing compared to the treehouse you built."

"We built," she corrected. "And this looks awesome, Dream," Y/n complimented. "It's is also my favorite colors."

"Yeah, I had some help from Karl on that one."

She leaned back in her chair in real life and pressed her hands to her face. Oh, it was so unfair how cute he was when he was shy like this. She glanced at chat, which only made her face go from the temperature of molten lava to basically the sun. She was going to explode.

She hummed, a little giggle coming out as well. "That's cute."

She sat (crouched) on the picnic blanket (piece of carpet) while Dream put a disc in the jukebox off to the side.

"Is that a Tommy disc?" she giggled and Dream laughed.

"No, no, no, don't worry. There shouldn't be any continuations of wars interrupting our date."

"Shouldn't be," she emphasized, noticing someone approaching them from the distance.

Dream was about to speak when Quackity reached them and quickly joined the voice channel.

"Oh no," Dream sighed. "We've come so far."

"AYYEEE WHAT'S GOING ON, MAN?!" Quackity yelled in his Mexican Dream voice, his voice bubbling with laughter. "IS THIS A DATE OR SOMETHING, MAN?"

"Quackity, go AWAY!" Dream ordered, punching the character who had stripped to his underwear. "YOU'RE INDECENT! THERE IS A LADY HERE!"

Y/n laughed, enjoying the scene of fancy Dream hitting naked Quackity away from their picnic dinner.

"I'm your waiter, I'm your waiter!" Quackity said in his normal voice, still laughing. "DREAM! WILL YOU STO— QUIT HITTING ME!"

This had turned chaotic very quickly.

"We don't need a waiter," Dream informed him.

"Then I'm the singing gram you ordered." He started singing a song and Dream groaned. "HEY THERE DELILAH WHAT'S IT LIKE IN NEW YORK CITY—"

"No! You're being a clout chaser, go away!"

"I'm honestly impressed we made it this far without anyone coming into the voice channel," Y/n admitted.

"I paid them," Dream joked.

"You did not!" Karl's voice suddenly came through and Y/n laughed. "We were all just being polite and staying away but we're getting bored! We've been so patient!"

"Yeah, hurry up! We wanna play!!!" Sapnap whined. "Dream, it's not fair for you to steal Bugsy from us for so long."

"Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed with a laugh as Dream laughed along.

"Just ten minutes! Ten more minutes!" Dream bargained but none of them would have it. "Just so I can say goodbye!"

"No!" George insisted. "Right now!"

"Look, wait, wait, hold on—"

"—hold ON!" Dream begged, watching as the three boys ran and joined Quackity by the picnic blanket.

Y/n could not stop laughing at all the avatars around them. The date had been so peaceful and cute but all good things must come to a chaotic end.

"Wait, come on, Karl, Karl, Karl," Dream said quickly. "Come here. Bug, just a sec, please. Stay right there."

"Okay," she agreed, curious to see his plan.

Karl followed him and of course Sapnap couldn't help but also join them.

"Okay," Dream whispered loudly, clearly wanting everyone to hear his offer. He crouched and the other two copied. "Just give me ten minutes—"

"Ten?" Sapnap asked loudly.

"Shhh!!! Yes, ten minutes, to say goodbye and, you know, end the date."

There was a long, thick pause. "What exactly are your intentions with Bugsy Games," Karl asked seriously, matching Dream's whisper.

"Well, I wanna make sure she gets home safe, you know, so I'm gonna drop her off and, I don't know, see if maybe.... maybe she'll give me a hug?"

Karl and Sapnap both gasped dramatically and Y/n giggled, sparing a glance at her chat who were all freaking out.

"What the hell?" Quackity said while laughing. He and George were still standing near Y/n so they were just watching the goons with her.

"Bugsy is not that kind of girl!" Sapnap protested. "You think she's just gonna give you a hug?"

"Sapnap! Do you not know how to whisper???"

George let a loud laugh slip before slapping his hand over his mouth, which his mic picked up.

"Okay, Dream, wait, so you're gonna try to... hug her?" Karl clarified. "She won't even let me hug her. Good luck."

"Well, I'm not going to force her into anything but, I don't know, she said something about holding my hand earlier so I just thought maybe there's a possibility—"

"WHAT?" Karl yelled before going back to the whisper. "Okay, okay, don't panic, but that's huge. Dadnap, a word?"

He and Sapnap broke off from Dream and formed their own huddle, except their whispers were incoherent mumblings that weren't even English.

"Oh my gosh," Y/n groaned loudly, an unmistakable laugh behind her words.

"Okay," Sapnap said, rejoining Dream. "We'll give you five minutes but if you take any longer, we're barging in and killing you."

"Yes, sir!" Dream said. "Thank you, sirs."

"Mhm. Okay, break!"

They all uncrouched in sync before Dream ran back to Y/n.

"How did it go?" she asked as if she didn't hear the entire conversation.

"Bad news," he started. "Your dad's want you home."

"Shame, I was quite enjoying my time."

Dream slowly turned towards the boys as if to glare at them for ending the date before turning back to her. "Then, maybe, I don't know, we could do this again sometime?"

"I.... think I'd like that," she said slowly, trying to tease him.

He giggled and told her he was going to drop her off at her house, even though when the date was over, they were all probably gonna mess around together anyway so there was no point in them leaving the group. But it was the thought that counted.

He ended up taking her back to the treehouse, which warmed her heart. She also noticed when they faced each other at front of the door, she could see the four other boys watching them.

"Goodnight, my sweet Bug," he said poshly.

"Goodnight, Dream." He turned away but she stopped him. "Wait!" She moved to his side and made a loud, MUAH, sound before stepping back in front of him. "A kiss on the cheek," she clarified, not wanting him to think she gave him a real kiss.

"Cute," he said under his breath, almost like he didn't mean to say it out loud. "Night night." He turned away and ran down to the others, screaming the whole way. "GUYS, DID YOU SEE THAT? BUG GAVE ME A KISS ON THE CHEEK!! OMG DID YOU SEE, DID YOU SEE?"

Chat was gonna have a field day with that. Actually, with a lot of things that had happened. Oh, she could see the clips and edits now.... oh boy.

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ENHYPEN Reactions

enhypen reaction as your boyfriend

scenario: you pranked him by calling him your bestfriend instead of boyfriend in a tiktok video.

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yang jungwon — will look at you dumbfounded then smirks afterwards while staring right at the camera. you'll chuckle because he actually looked cute and he'll laugh sarcastically too. then he'll go, "yeah, I'm jungwon, y/n's best friend and I'm single." you'll be the one to lose your smile and glare at him now.

— not him actually continued teasing you and smirking at the camera. "who's available tomorrow?" he'll add and even flirt at the camera. then you'll go "seriously?" he'll laugh then eventually lean closer to drop a kiss over at your cheeks. "nah, I'm just kidding. i’m her boyfriend." he smiled at the camera while hugging you from behind.

— i know for a fact that this boy will be all smiley and still happy that your prank just back-fired you. will be giggling and smirking right at you the whole day even after the you revealed it was a prank.

lee heeseung

— his smile will fell the moment you introduce him as your bestfriend. then he will look at you with confused eyes. i just know he will be upset. "bestfriend?" he'll softly ask you. you tried hard to ignore it and go on with talking to the camera.

— he won't even bother covering up how upset he looks and just literally stare at you the whole time. you can't take it anymore because he looked helpless so you'll let out a laugh. you faced him and cupped both of his cheeks, "it's just a prank!" you gave in and kissed him at his cheeks.

— he won't react but instead stare at your eyes seriously checking if the familiar affection was still there. you felt so bad so you just cuddled him the whole day to make it up to him.

jay park — he will look at you right away after you called him with the wrong label. will click the side of his cheeks using his tongue then tilt his head while starring right at you. feeling intimidated you'll look at him innocently. "w-what?" you'll ask like as if you just didn't call him as your bestfriend. will raise his eyebrow at you then his arm will slowly snake around your waist.

— "bestfriend, huh?" he asked you. you'll gulped and blinked twice, you already knew you were in trouble. you were about to explain to him that it was just a prank but he just suddenly pull your face close to his and kissed you. "now, does bestfriends do that?" wearing a proud smirk. "jay!" you'll hissed at him while blushing like crazy.

jake sim — you already feel bad even before you can do the prank. he was all smiley as you started setting the camera but will change his mood from 😊 to ☹. i am telling you he will be super upset. he can't even say anything and his mind was just occupied if he done something wrong for you to act like this. "did i do something that upset you, y/n?" he'll ask softly and held you over your waist.

— and when you met eyes, you can't take it anymore so you'll just end up hugging him. "it was just a prank, i'm sorry!" i am telling you, you already felt bad because Jake is just too pure and cute. will sigh out of relief because he actually thought you don't think of him as a boyfriend anymore. will be a bit more clingy after.

park sunghoon — i knew for a fact that sunghoon will literally freeze when he heard it. he'll look at you by side eyeing you. will gulp once then lower his head while furrowing his eyebrows. will be a little bit aggressive with running his hand over to his hair. then he can't take it anymore, will grab you by your arm and make you face him.

— "stop the video." he’ll mutter darkly. "huh, why?" with an uneasy tone. "start it over again and introduce me properly." he'll ask you seriously. you blushed actually enjoying watching him act like that. "i introduced you pretty well, hoon, what do you mean?" you continued with innocent look on your face. he'll scoff at you, "oh yeah? since when did I become your bestfriend? the last thing I know, i'm your boyfriend and that you are my girl."

— you'll blush while starring at him dumbfounded. "it was a prank." you were still high with your thoughts as you muttered that. will hiss at you then grab your camera. "you won't upload this." he said in a sure tone. "yeah i will definitely not. you actually look hot when you're pissed hoonie." you teased him. will instantly turn shy and awkward when he heard that. he'll lose his cool and look anywhere but your eyes. "u-uh, i'll get us snacks." then leave you

kim sunoo — "hi guys, now i'm with my bestfri--" he won't even let you finish and he'll just straight up interrupt you. "excuse me? what did you just say, miss?" he'll ask you using a sarcastic tone. you'll laugh because he's so cute and you will turn to him. "what?" he got his eyebrows raised at you starring intensely towards your soul with his fox like eyes.

— "you just introduced me as your bestfriend." he said, almost rolling his eyes at you. "no i didn't." you shrugged your shoulders off, trying to look innocent. he'll roll his eyes and will now look at the camera. “i'm not her bestfriend because i'm her boyfriend. we're dating and i don't know what got into her but i'll make sure to teach her a lesson. goodbye." he will even smile at the end before ending the record button.

— will face you as you smile at him. he will kept a straight face and glares right at you. "it was a prank." he'll roll his eyes, "i will seriously prank you next time!"

nishimura riki — will straight up glare at you when he heard the word 'bestfriend'. you continued talking to the camera like as if you don't feel him burning holes through your head. "repeat that again?" he even tilt his head as he stares right at you. of course that'll intimidate you, i mean-- have you seen his stares? you'll gulp and feel nervous but you're pretty much determined to prank him today.

— "i said, hello guys, i'm with my bestfriend today." will scoff loudly then raised both of his eyebrows like as if he can't believe you at the moment. "woah, bestfriend? Since when, y/n?" you were left speechless until he grabbed the phone and turned it off.

— "okay, what are you playing here?" he clenched his jaw, trying to calm his self down. you stared at him for a while before you cracked up since he looked so cute when he's pissed. "it was a prank." you laid down stomach flat while laughing at the floor. he'll be slightly clueless until it finally sink into him. "that was actually good." you looked at him a bit surprised that he's not pissed. he smirked then, "wait for my revenge."

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My Kind

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)

Warning: Swearing

Genre: Fluff, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Having been chosen by the gang to be a guest streamer on today’s stream of Among Us, it’s safe to say Y/N’s super excited but also a bit nervous. The whole of her anxiety gets lifted off her when she meets someone with the exact same vibe as hers - yeah you guessed it.

Requested by @monizzle96 Hi dear! Thank you so much for your wonderful request! I’m so terribly sorry it’s taken me so long to write and post it but here it finally is! I hope you come across it and read it and if so I hope you enjoy it! Love, Vy ❤

This has to be the fiftieth time I’ve checked my setup in the past twenty four hours. But no, I’m definitely not nervous, what are you talking about. Pshhh. Nah, being nervous isn’t in my brand. Plus, what do I have to make me nervous - a group of famous streamers inviting me onto their stream to play Among Us with them because they enjoyed my own streams? Ok yeah, that’s a pretty good reason. Not gonna lie, I almost chucked my phone out of excitement when I received that DM from Toast, telling me they’d picked me to be their guest streamer for today’s date. My stomach was doing somersaults for a good forty-eight hours following that text and then the anxiety slowly started setting in fueled by the expectations they probably have of me.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not inexperienced in the streaming field, I’ve been a streamer longer than some of the members of Toast’s streamer gang actually. But I never managed to garner that big of a following which I’m honestly quite ok with. I have a modest - ok, maybe larger than modest - following consisting of incredibly loyal fans which I will never stop being grateful for. They are all so respectable of me, my privacy and my boundaries. They know the main rules: no shit-talking in the chat or in any of my comment sections, no bashing other YouTubers in my comments/chat, and most definitely not asking for a face reveal. Fun fact: I didn’t even set up that last rule, they all just collectively know not to ask for it.

I’ve been keeping my brand pretty low-key to avoid garnering some unwanted attention - some of which I’ve already experienced on certain social media platforms following the full body pictures I posted on there - face not visible of course. I tend to also have my webcam on, facing towards my hands working away on the keyboard sometimes when I stream. I don’t know why people obsess over faceless content creators’ hands, but I appreciate the enthusiasm - it also drives me to do a manicure every now and then which ain’t so bad, self-care and all that you know.

Now, back to the subject of my ridiculous nervousness.

You see, it has layers.

I’m nervous of ‘preforming’ underwhelmingly and I’m nervous of what my own fans will think of the person I will become during this stream. They know me as a super chill and laid-back person, which I am by the way, but they might think I’m putting on a show if I exhibit any nervous gestures/vocabulary. I highly doubt they would, but the possibility is not letting my mind rest. And now that it’s about ten minutes till the stream starts, I’m getting doing my best to calm my nerves.

They are all just people. You know they are super chill too. Just be yourself, that’s why they invited you, because you are yourself on all your streams. They liked you for your personality, humor, maybe even your gaming skills. So chill the hell out and be yourself, damn it!

Easier thought than put into action that’s for sure.

I start my stream five minutes early just so I can vibe with my viewers for a little while before I have to meet the gang. My fans always have a way of injecting me with confidence, they remind me of where I was when I started and how far I’ve come. How much I achieved when I thought I’d be nothing and no one, someone the algorithm would simply overlook. But then they entered my life and I entered theirs and it all became much better than I ever thought it would get to be. I rarely tell myself ‘good job’ for the milestones I’ve reached or the hard work I’ve put into my content, but that’s probably cause I orient myself based on that quote from the movie Whiplash: ‘There are no two words in the English language more harmful than good job’ - simply put, I’m never satisfied with what I do and I always strive to do better. My fans, however, make sure I don’t go overboard with it - always serving as a reminder that I’ve done plenty for myself and others. And that’s what makes an amazing fandom, one I consider family.

Whoa, when did those five minutes fly by?!

Ah shit, here we go. Deep breaths, Y/N you got this.

“Hello!“ I say as I enter the Discord call, subconsciously biting my lower lip, grateful the camera isn’t capturing it. However, I make a mental note to keep my hands steady cause that’s the one part of me people can actually see and the last thing I want is for them to see how much my fingers are trembling.

“Oh hi, Y/N!“ Toast is the first one to greet me, “Welcome to the stream! Thank you so much for accepting our invitation.“

“Thank you for having me and inviting me, Toast. This is a huge deal for me. You guys are basically YouTube legends, this is unreal to me.“ I reply, cringing immediately afterwards because of my fangirl rambling. Great way to make first impressions, Y/N. Bravo.

To be fair, they already have an impression of you. Quit stressing.

Aright, you’ve got a point, me.

“Oh please, we owe all that to our fans. We’re really nothing special. All streamers are almost completely alike, we all owe where we are to the people who helped us make it there - our fans. We’re no legends.“ Toast says, bringing a small smile to my face as well as a light pink blush to my cheeks, “And from what I’ve seen, you yourself have quite the following. And your fans seem to adore you.“

“And I absolutely adore them.“ I chuckle, “They mean the world to me. They are the reason I’m here today.”

“Then we have to give them a special thank you, don’t you think?“ The teasing, familiar giggle, widens my smile - it’s Rae, “Nice to meet you, Y/N! I’m Rae, and, no cap, I’m quite a fan of your content. No joke, I binged your entire series of Resident Evil 7 as soon as I found your channel when Toast said he’d invite you.“

This rattles me a bit. I can hardly believe it - am I really receiving a compliment from an A-list name in the streaming world? My fans must be hella proud of me right now. A quick glance at my chat confirms that they indeed are. That in and of itself fills me with joy and newfound confidence.

“Oh Gosh, thank you so much Rae! That means the world to me. You’re all so sweet.“ I reply, lifting my ice cold hands to cool down my burning cheeks, my lips spread into a grin, my stomach filled with butterflies.

“Oh please, we have some real savages around here.“ A male voice, seemingly Charlie’s scoffs, “Don’t overlook us please.“

“Wait, we do?“ A deep voice, one I immediately know the owner of speaks up, “Who? How come I don’t know about that?“

I can’t help bust snort, “Nice to meet you, Corpse. Sarcasm central, I see.”

He laughs, “Just returning it to where it’s due. Nice to meet you too, Y/N. Sick Outlast series, by the way.“

Ok, wait, I have two A-list streamers complimenting my content. Ok, I’m bound to crack open a few beers to celebrate later cause OH MY GOD.

“Thanks! I’m a horror junkie so I’d be lying if I said I haven’t binge watched all your story-times. Personal favorites are the deep web ones, they fascinate me.“

“Oh, you’re one of my kind even more than I expected, huh?“ He replies, the tone of his voice changing, raising a bit due to what I can only describe as excitement and enthusiasm. “I’ve had people tell me it’s twisted, but I really like seeing the lengths to which the fucked up human mind can go to. Like, the shit I’ve read is insane! Some stories I didn’t narrate cause I would’ve probably had my video taken down, it was that messed up.“

My eyes widen, sharing the same excitement at the thought of digging deeper into this phenomenon, “Careful, Corpse, you’re walking a dangerous line of tempting me to deep-dive on Reddit in search of those exact stories.”

“No need.“ Corpse says, his tone now taking up a bit of a cocky note, “I still got them all saved, I can send them to you no problem.“

“Please do! I seriously gotta read them now. If I can’t sleep afterwards, I’m blaming you, Corpse. Just FYI.“ I say, giggling slightly, finding myself all but completely comfortable now. I wonder where all that anxiety went?

“Blame fully taken. Given that I’m not much of a sleeper, I’ll keep you company whenever you think there’s a killer hiding in your closet or fear a red room pop-up will appear on your computer screen.“ He replies, chuckling.

“Um, that’s oddly specific.“ Charlie comments, “Been there yourself, buddy?”

“Perhaps.“ Corpse wheezes, getting a laugh out of me too, “I will neither confirm nor deny.“

“You know what, I’ll just private message you my number so if you see it call you at some ungodly hour, you don’t freak the fuck out. Sounds good?“ I ask, already prepping to type it out and send it to him.

“Perfect. Wait...“ he pauses for a second, sounding puzzled for a second, “You don’t have mine.“

“Oh, do I not?“ I reply with a sinister tone - thought to answer the question, I of course don’t have his number.

“Oh, do you?“ He sasses me right back. “If so then you don’t need me to send it to you. Cool.“

Ah, shit

“Wait, no! I-I need to confirm it’s the correct one!“

Damn, never did I think I’d be complimented by some of the most important streamers on this platform, but to get a number of theirs too? That’s a whole another level that will take me time to process. But I’ll do that another time, right now, I have to kick these people’s butts in Among Us and later I have some deep web stories to read.

Turns out, all it takes to get comfortable in a new surrounding is someone of your kind. And Corpse is definitely one of my kind.

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moxfirefly · 3 years

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B D J O V for Donnie, Karl and Alcina? (yes I am in love, no I dont have regrets uwu)

My 3 loves? Well why not! And pls enjoy the ficlet styles I’m going to opt for when doing dirty secrets! This is a little long so is going under the cut.

🩸🍷Alcina Dimitrescu🩸🍷

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

A bit of an odd one here but she loves backs, like your actual back. The line of your spine, if you have those back dimples, ufff. She loves the shape of it if you’re on the more curvier side, she loves the skin, and your rolls, and any stretch marks. Just picture that elegant hand of hers ghosting over your back, nails maybe even claws.

On herself, well Alcina is aware of her assets and she’s very aware of her chest, both she’s quite proud of but she’s really proud of her figure over all.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

There was a pretty seamstress in the village who always was brought up to the castle to help with her dresses. She was a pretty thing in Alcina’s eyes, very much her type. When your making or fixing or measuring a tailor made outfit for a 9ft+ woman well it gets tricky and a little more handsy than usual. Alcina didn’t mind, the seamstress didn’t either. It was interesting following simple commands even if they were asked upon her with nothing but grace and poise.

So as Alcina sat for the 40th time to have something around her neck marked to be fixed, she had to stand between her legs to best approach and see the mistake. Only sitting did she have the best chance at seeing her at a more eye to eye level (well as best as it could be).

She isn’t dumb, she knows curiosity, want and lust like the back of her hand. Sees the nervous swallow of the seamstress whenever hands glide across her chest. The whispered ‘pardon my lady’ when she rests a palm on Alcina’s throat and takes a needle to the neckline with all the gentleness she can muster. Of course it’s the moment to prick her finger, the quiet hiss and scent is enough to alert Alcina and without waiting for her to fuss she takes that bleeding digit and kisses it, tastes the bead of blood, all while looking straight at her. When she still sees lust there, oh does she pull her closer.

One of her maids walks in about twenty minutes later, an array of materials in her arms so she doesn’t quite catch how the Lady of the castle smooths her dress and tries not to laugh, chest heaving a little and legs closing a tad. The maid greets her with her usual honorifics before leaving the requested materials, she notices the seamstress isn’t there and arches a brow at the room. “Lavatory” is all Alcina says before the maid makes a question. She nods but feels something isn’t right with the current picture but still leaves.

Once gone.

The seamstress crawls out from under Alcina’s skirt, mouth shiny, hair disheveled and nice set of teeth marks at her bosom.

It becomes a frequent thing after that.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

It’s not to say she needs to because she sincerely feels she has anybody at her beck and call who is willing ready and able. But on the rare occasion she indulges in some self care, it’s mostly in her luxurious tub. Feeling the warm water, her hair clean and smelling of that weeks chosen fragrance, well it gets her thinking and thinking leads desiring and if there isn’t anybody she’ll handle it. Slow, she loves drawing out her own pleasure, loves to feel that rise but stops before it’s too close. She’ll do that, edge herself a little bit more before biting down on her lip to muffle a more particular louder cry.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Both. She lives for giving it and she loves to receive it. She is just, wow, so incredibly good at it, she’s goes about it in such erotic and passionate way and if you’re not looking like you are being possessed by the devil then she up’s her game to make sure that happens. You can squeeze her head with your thighs all you want, she’s built different lol she can handle it. Don’t yank to much on her hair though, claw at her all you want but easy on the do.

She’s had a few inexperienced lovers which she has to guide when they want to go down on her. She’s very particular of what and how she likes it, but she’s patient enough to teach you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

I’ll do you one better, https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRSKhUoh/

⚙️Heisenberg⚙️

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

https://hagelpaimon.tumblr.com/post/661063110466158592/i-wonder-wonder-who-ill-pick-hesi-baby-a

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) shout out to @imthegreenfairy88 for helping me out with this one.

The first few times he indulged in this he was very adamant in keeping it to himself and to himself only (with time and reassurance he chills out) but the first time he tried doing ‘back door’ stuff on himself he was very surprised about how good it fucking felt and every so often he indulged in it. There’s an occasion where he ends up in bed with some tourist, gun to his head he doesn’t remember their name but he sure fucking remember the blow job and fingering combo that they gave him that had him seeing fucking stars. He tensed up at first was about to say something but they crooked their fingers just right and swallowed his cock at the same time and words were out the window along with thoughts.

He was so far gone that it didn’t cross his mind that when he begged for another finger, he gave himself away and if their eyes weren’t indication of how delighted they had been, feeling two more additional fingers really proved the point.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

I mean I’m saying yea, he has to get creative with it sometimes so as to not get bored, but he picks up a few things he enjoys (he is creative after all) he’s definitely ruined his fair share of pillows, loves rutting into them. He has beat off probably in any section of the factory but shower is better for clean up. He for sure has done it outside of the factory, probably relaxing on a chair and if the weather is nice enough, it’s not like anybody is gonna suddenly drop by. He likes a tight closed fist when he’s close but enjoys a teasing touch to start things off, really enjoys grabbing his balls when he does it. Very messy messy boy when he cums.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

This man blows you like his life depends on it. VERY sloppy but it’s really hot, it’s how eager he is about it and how willing he is to suffocate and or choke on it. He’s told you to sit on his face multiple times at multiple moments of the day. He loves the taste of you, loves feeling suffocated by your thighs. You know what they about big noses too 🥴🥴

As for receiving he likes to dish out what he takes. So expect some rough mouth fucking, he will make you gag, he will make you all teary eyed cause he enjoys it. He’s fine with it without to be honest, he much prefers to be balls deep in you but if you enjoy doing it then expect hip thrusting.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not super loud, but he isn’t mute. He groans and moans but he’s also a talker so expect a lot dirty talk. His voice drops in a way when he’s fucking you that it makes your toes curl. He’s all breathy pants when he’s close. Lots and lots of cuss words.

👾Donnie💜

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

https://hagelpaimon.tumblr.com/post/661063462078889985/b-body-part-their-favourite-body-part-of-theirs

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes the taste of his own cum.

He denies it, really denies it, just says it’s his way of cleaning you up after a nice romp but he really has a way of proving the opposite. Donnie has ‘finished’ on you in every way shape or form. On your stomach, back, face etc you name and each time he has cleaned you up he’s either wiped it up and sucked on his fingers or he’s just full blown licked it off of you.

And there is something so disgustingly erotic about that you haven’t or don’t want to call him out on it. You’ve gone down on his multiple times and he very eager to kiss you after your done. One time you purposefully left some on your chin and lips to see if he’d clean it up first but nah, kissed the heck out of you. His favorite is cumin in you and then going down on you. The first time he did that, it was enough to make your toes curl till they cracked and just as you were about to say something he was yanking another orgasm from you. The combined taste of his and yours release? Fuck now that was his favorite.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Does it and does it often. He’s not prudish about it, it’s free oxytocin and for a guy who’s convinced he’s never gonna get a shot at being with somebody physically, might as well practice some self love.

Loves visual stimulation but he’s really into audio stimuli. Likes those audios where he feels he’s there with the person or the ones where they give instructions. Donnie is really into edging and if he’s got the time and privacy he can literally edge himself for a couple of hours. Has at times managed hands free orgasms. Has made cock sleeves or basically fleshlights (ah ingenuity), can have his moments where he’s super slow and teasing about it, light strokes and all that. Can also have moments where he basically fucks his fist to the point of making some pretty obscene wet noises. If listening to audios or watching videos he really loves trying to cum at the same time as the person in the vid or audio. Has a bottle of lotion right on the desk but that shit is so cluttered with stuff that nobody has picked up on it and honestly it’s kinda funny.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

GIVE GIVE GIVE.

Oh my lord is he OBSESSED with giving oral. It’s such a big turn on for him. He just loves how intimate it is, he loves how he’s giving you pleasure in such an intimate position. LOVES over stimulating with his mouth, loves feeling thighs trying to break his head, happy to die down the suffocated in his favorite place, loves feeling a hand at the back of his head and pushing him in further.

He’s not crazy about receiving cause he knows his size is a challenge but he’s not opposed to it, he much rather get a hand job from you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Loud and not afraid about it. He enjoys the fuck out of it and is going to be vocal about it unless it’s adamant to be quiet because people are around. His churrs are really nice, deep but not as baritone as say Raph’s, but they feel and sound so good.

#tmnt bayverse #re8 village #donnie #heisenberg #alcina dimitrescu #lady d #lady dimitrescu #tmnt Donatello #Karl Heisenberg #lord heisenberg #tmnt Donnie #Donatello #ns*w alphabet #ask #dianounais

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maybank-starkey-obx · 4 years

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TEASE

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Synopsis: a day with the pouges, you’re JJ’s girlfriend, and you decide to tease him, until he’s just had enough of it.

Warnings: SMUT!! V dirty, swearing, choking kink, dirty talk, oral sex, fingering, all of it! (18+)

A/N: this is my first SMUT one shot thing! So hopefully you guys enjoy☺️

*Maybe some editing errors!*

You sit down, your body dripping from the water.

JJ was next to you, focusing on rolling his joint perfectly. He looked as good as always when he did it. His hair falling over his eyes as he leans over packing it and rolling the paper around it, licking the end for it to close. The sight of his tongue licking the paper, just made your mind wander... feeling kind of horny. You were already excited for JJ coming over tonight after the kickback tonight, but seeing him look so good, made you want it now.

But maybe... you could take this opportunity to be the tease he usually is to you. He glances over to you as you stare at him and he grins.

“Why are you looking at me?” He asks. What a dumb question. He knew how hot he was, and he probably knew the answer to his question.

“Cause,” You shrug. “Want a beer?” You ask standing up pushing your wet hair back over your shoulder.

“Sure,” he nods and you go over to the cooler, making sure to bend and give him the full view of your ass, and the bikini going up your ass. You turn around after grabbing the 2 beers and it was obvious that he was looking at your ass because he had a smirk on his lips right now.

You sit back down opening his beer for him and passing it to him.

“Thanks,” he grins. He puts the joint between his lips, it was one of your favourite things to watch JJ smoke. He lights it up puffing it in immediately, and the smoke billows around him as he blows it out. “Want some?” He points the joint your way and you lean in taking it into your mouth. You inhale the smoke bringing your fingers up to the joint pulling it out before you blow it out. He watches as you do it, he looked like he was proud of you.

When you first started to be friends with the pouges you didn’t smoke. But they introduced you to it, well JJ introduced you to it. Now you’re a daily stoner just like him. You fling your legs over his lap scooting closer to him. He puts his arm over your legs and you pass the joint back to him after taking in another puff, before blowing it out, you lean in closer to him to kiss him and blow the smoke into his mouth. He seemed a little shocked at it, but he stilled smirked his usual JJ smirk. He leaned in kissing you after it.

“Guys, we’re here... we do not care about you two boning!” Kie interrupts our kiss and you guys pull apart from each other.

“Shut it Kie,” JJ says and she rolls her eyes turning back to Sarah. John B and Pope were laughing about something by the front of the boat. You turn back to JJ leaning in to kiss under his jaw. You knew he had this sweet spot there. You were giving him a taste of his own medicine. He always teased you when you guys were out with friends. Calling you a good girl, knowing how that gets you going, grabbing your ass, kissing your neck, pulling you onto his lap while his cock is hard. It was your turn now.

He sighs when you kiss him there, sucking slightly, causing it to be a hickey. You move down licking his neck slightly. He pulls back after a second.

“(Y/N) what’re you doing?” He says in a low tone. “Don’t get me started here.”

“I’m not,” you say innocently grabbing your beer and sipping it. He takes another puff of the joint watching you and I grin. “Just bored... you should go for a swim with me...” you stand. Your body was almost already dry from the insane North Carolina heat.

“Nah, I’m gonna smoke,” he says. “Stay with me,” he adds leaning back against the boat seat. You take this opportunity to sit down on his lap and you grab the joint from his lips.

“Fine, but you can’t smoke the whole joint like you usually do,” You say inhaling it.

“Well, I am usually the one with the weed, so...” he shrugs with a slight smile. You slightly move on his lap, to get the friction between your two going. You also bend grabbing your beer, taking a swig after blowing the smoke out.

“You look so good right now baby,” he tells you.

“Thanks, J,” you smile kissing his lips, the taste of beer, weed and mint is all you could taste from both of you.

“We still gotta get the kegs for tonight,” John B says and we all turn toward him. “Should we go to the boneyard or the Chateau?” He asks and you push your ass back further against JJ and you hear him take in a slight breath. He moves his hands to grip your hips and hold you still, but instead, you keep moving.

“(Y/N),” he whispers. You could feel his boardshorts get tight, and feel his dick grown as you move your hips steadily over him. It wasn’t a noticeable movement, so your friends wouldn’t know you were getting your boyfriend horny in front of all of them. “(Y/N)...” he drifts. “You’re getting me hard right now, stop.”

You look at him over your shoulder with a slight smirk and his eyes were dark filled with lust now. He licks his lips and pulls his arm around you to still your movements against him.

“I’m not really doing anything JJ,” you act dumb and he rolls his eyes.

“What are you doing?” He asks.

“Nothing,” you shake your head. You sip your beer turning back toward your friends. He lets out a sigh.

“You guys all good with heading back so we can set up?” John B asks.

“Yeah,” everyone says.

He starts the boat again getting behind the steering wheel to steer the boat.

When you guys get back to the dock, you grab my shirt, not putting it back on because it was hot and you would be getting ready for tonight as the guys get the keg and shit. You all get off the boat, but JJ pulls you back to walk behind everyone.

“Were you trying to get me hard back there (Y/N)?” He asks. Grabbing your hand and you stop walking with him.

“I wasn’t intentionally doing anything JJ,” you remark with a grin.

“Liar,” he scoffs. “I’m horny now,” he says.

“Really...?” You drift. You look back at our friends who are still walking ahead. You slowly move my hand toward his crotch over his boardshorts. He looks down as you feel his bulge and it grows more as You palm it over the shorts. He bites his lip as you do. “Well...” You pull my hand back. “I’m gonna get ready with the girls,” you smirk and his jaw drops.

“(Y/N)!” He says as you turn walking off.

“Hey, Kie! Sarah! You guys wanna get ready together!?” You jog over to them leaving JJ shocked.

You never teased him much in public, because You were super submissive toward him, let him do it all. But... maybe you’ll get my revenge. Although, you know he’s gonna be pissed later.

“Yeah! We can go to mine!” Sarah nods with a grin.

.....

You, Kie and Sarah all walk into the porch of the Chateau and you could hear the boys chatting in the back yard. You head out back.

“Hey boys!” Kie skips over to them. Sarah heads over to John B smiling and pulling him into a kiss.

You notice JJ’s eyes go to you and take in your whole appearance. You were wearing your white, halter open back, flowy dress with your hair down.

You walk over to them and his eyes follow you the whole way.

“Hey,” You smile to all of the boys. You turn to JJ. “Hey babe,” You lean down pecking his lips.

“Hey,” he mumbles probably still in shock from earlier. You move to stand straighter but he keeps you in place to say something. “You know... you’re gonna regret what you did earlier,” he says in a low husky voice that just turned you on more. You look at his serious face and smirk.

“What did I do?” You ask innocently and he shakes his head.

“Unbelievable (Y/N),” he says. “What are you playing at?” He asks and you shrug standing up.

Not even hours later, people were showing up at the Chateau, and gathering around drinking and hanging around. You notice JJ sitting on a chair with Pope, Pope was probably ranting on about random facts... as usual. You walk over to them.

“Hey guys,” you say with a beer in hand.

“Hey babe,” JJ pulls you down onto his lap. He seems to have chilled out since earlier. “Tell Pope to stop going off about weird anatomy shit,” he adds.

“Hey! This is interesting stuff!” Pope argues.

“I don’t really care that dead people shit themselves,” JJ laughs and you do too.

“Gross,” You say.

“It’s cool,” Pope says and JJ chuckles. He turns to you with a smile and you lean in pecking his lips. He wraps his arm around my waist and you scoot in closer to him. Kissing at the side of his neck again. You could feel his breath on your shoulder as you give him hickeys.

“I don’t feel like being a good girl tonight,” you whisper to him and you could hear his breath kind of hitch at your words. Definitely making him shocked. You could almost immediately feel his boner for you after that. When it came to you, JJ was quick to get hard. You could literally eat a cracker and he’d get hard from it.

“Really?” He says and you pull back to look at him, he was only inches away. “I don’t really think you have a choice baby,” he adds licking his lips. “That is... unless you want me to punish you,” he digs his fingers into your hip, just making you wet for him.

“Maybe I do,” you bite your lip and he stares at your lips.

“(Y/N),” he said in a warning tone. You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into and it excited you.

“Oh... look at that, my cups empty, I need a refill,” you stand leaving him with a growing boner and you smirk. It was so thrilling to get him so riled up about this. You go to the keg and then you head over to Sarah who was dancing around.

“Hey,” You say and she smiles.

“Dance with me!” She exclaims grabbing your free hand and twirling you, you laugh at her. She was probably drunk. Drunk Sarah was crazy Sarah. “Woooh!” She throws her hands in the air.

“What’s got you so excited?” You ask dancing with her.

“I don’t know! Life!” She shrugs. “And booze,” she laughs at herself.

“Hey Sarah, can I steal (Y/N) from you?” You hear JJ’s voice. You both turn toward him.

“Go ahead,” she shrugs still moving the the music and drinking her drink. He grabs your hand pulling you away.

“Hey, I was dancing,” You say.

“You can’t just keep leaving me high and dry (Y/N),” he says his teeth gritted. “You’re giving me the bluest balls,” he steps closer his tone more light now. “And I just want to be inside of you.”

You were shocked by his words. But you wanted him to suffer the way he makes you suffer when you’re out and he teases you.

“I’m having fun with friends JJ,” you tell him.

“Barely,” he scoffs. “We could be doing something else.

“Well...” you put your hand on his chest moving down slowly. “Not right now.”

“(Y/N)!” He groans grabbing your hand and putting it on his crotch and you look around. No one was paying attention to you two and you were in the corner by the house. “You have me so hard right now baby,” he pleads.

“I can feel,” you smirk slightly palming him. “But how about...” you say in a whisper. “You wait,” you pull away.

“No,” he shakes his head. “I know, you wanna feel me inside you (Y/N),” he said and he wasn’t wrong. He pulls you closer his hand moving down to your ass. He goes under the fabric of your dress, you were wearing a thong so it was merely bare. “Come on...” he follows the waist band of the thong to the front of your panties. He moves his hand down slowly, making you shiver slightly.

“I’ll see you later JJ,” you step back, somehow managing not to give in to his touch that was so tempting. “Love you, baby,” you grin and walk off.

You walk back over to Sarah who was now with Kie talking.

“I’m back,” You say.

“What did lover boy want?” Sarah laughs at herself.

“Nothing,” you shrug. It wasn’t nothing though. You had JJ horny for you. Teasing him really was fun.

“Probably wanted to have a little make-out sesh,” Kie laughs too.

“Shut up,” you let out a little laugh. But then you feel someone grab your wrist and pull you to walk with them. You turn to see JJ, with a definitely frustrated look on his face. “JJ,” you say as he drags you into the Chateau.

“Shut up,” he tells you and you do. He shuts the back door and pulls you into the spare room you guys were always in together when you stayed here. “You really think you’re allowed to be a tease like that?” He asks.

“I wasn’t d-” he cuts you off.

“I said shut up,” he growls and you do because you always listen to what JJ tells you. You loved dominant JJ, which he always was when you guys had sex. “What the fuck (Y/N)!?” He asks. “You’re smirking, and playing this little game. And I don’t like it,” he steps closer to you and you watch his dark eyes barley even blue anymore.

You open you mouth to talk but he shakes his head. “No, you don’t get to say anything right now baby,” he says. “Not now, you... you weren’t being good,” he shakes his head again. “And you know what happens to bad girls,” he backs you up against the wall.

You felt yourself shiver at his words. You didn’t think he’d be actually pissed off, but he seemed genuinely annoyed. But it was hot.

“You really got me mad (Y/N),” he moves his hand to your thigh moving slowly up, under your dress. You had goosebumps all over. “I don’t like being mad at you.. but you had to be a naughty little girl,” he grips your hip bone, dogging his fingers... definitely leaving marks there. He slides his fingers over the top of your clothed heat, rubbing past your clit and you let out a moan.

“Already so wet for me,” he hums. “I knew you wanted me to touch you... you just made it hard for both of us,” he leans in kissing your neck and sucking on it. He rubs you over your panties. He slides your panties to the side rubbing his fingers between your lips and you moan at the feeling of his fingers and his lips on your neck. He adds pressure to your clit and you close your eyes, your breathing heavy. “So wet,” he smirks against your skin rubbing, getting closer to your enterance. “You want my fingers inside you?” He asks and you nod. “I can’t hear you,” he looks at you.

“Yes JJ,” you breathe out. “Please,” you add.

“Oh since you asked so nicely,” he smirks, but instead of feeling his fingers inside you... he moves his hand away and you look at him with wide eyes.

“JJ...” you mumble.

“Oh sorry babe...” he says. “I guess you understand how I’ve been feeling then,” he adds. “Now get on your knees,” he tells you. “I want you to suck my cock... give me the treatment I deserve,” he said and his harsh tone just turned you on more.

You drop to your knees and he had stripped his shirt off and you unbuckle his shorts, pulling them down with his boxers. His very hard cock springs out, it makes you salivate. You grab it with your hand spitting on it and jerking it a couple times before you wrap your lips around the tip, that had pre-cum dripping from it. You slowly suck the tip, swirling your tongue around it. You ease down more, bobbing your head as your hand grabs the base of his cock. You move slowly looking up at him. He looks down at you and you loved the sight of him watching you.

“Faster (Y/N),” he puts his hand on your pushing your head further down his cock till it hits the back of your throat, making you gag. He lets out a low groan. You start bobbing again, faster deepthroating his member. His hand wrapped in your hair pushing you head as you bob it. “Open wide baby,” he tells you and you open your mouth as wide as you can and he takes your head holding it in place as he thrusts into your throat making you choke. He starts thrusting into it and you felt the tears form in your eyes. “Look at me,” he groans and you look up at him, the saliva dripping down your chin as he fucks your face. “Fuck...” he sighs. “You’re taking it so good,” he says thrusting making you gag one last time and he pulls out. “Now... that’s what your mouth should be doing instead of talking dirty in front of our friends,” he grabs your arm pulling you up and you wipe your mouth from all the saliva.

He pushes you down into the bed. “Now... we gotta take this off,” he grabs the strap of your dress looking down at you on the bed. You go to take it off, but he stops you and rips it down the middle and your eyes widen.

“JJ,” you say. He just completely ripped your dress off of you. “You just ripped my dress.”

“Did I tell you to talk?” He asks throwing it and you watch him.

You didn’t even have a bra on under it, so you were already bra-less and just in your panties. You barely even cared about the dress anymore, he looked too sexy.

“How badly do you want it baby?” He leans in kissing you, pressing his body close to yours and you grind your hips up to his but he grabs your hip and stops. “N-n-n-no,” he shakes his head brushing his lips past yours. “It’s on my terms now (Y/N), you have no control,” he kisses your jaw and down your neck, he goes to your collarbone. He goes down between your boobs kissing. He moves one hand to cup your breast and you love the contact of his hand. He kisses the other boobs, moving his lips over your nipple. He grinds his hips down on you as he latched his mouth around your erect nipple. You let out a moan, needing more of him. He pulls away kissing down your stomach slowly, moving at the slowest pace. He was doing it on purpose. To make you feel the pain he’s been feeling all day.

“JJ,” you croak.

“Hmm?” He asks lifting his head up. “You want me to touch you huh?” He smirks.

“Please,” you nod.

“How does it feel (Y/N),” he moves his hand down between your legs, rubbing you over your panties. “Pretty bad huh,” he takes the panties off. Pulling them down your legs and dropping them. He rubs your clit with his thumb and you moan to the touch. He slides his fingers between your lips and then inserts two fingers into your hole and your breathing starts to get heavy. He pumps them in and out, slowly and increasing speed soon after, you were already a moaning mess. “It sucks... when someone starts something,” he says in a dangerously low tone, pumping his two fingers into you, and rubbing your clit with his thumb.

“I’m sorry,” you moan out, he moves faster and you close your eyes. Just as quickly as he started, he stopped and you open your eyes, missing the feeling.

“JJ, please,” you whine. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry isn’t enough baby,” he kissing in between your thigh. “Just isn’t enough for me...” he says looking at your wet core now and he licks his lips. “Listen...” he drifts. “Since you’ve been such a bad... bad girl today,” he runs his figure up your pussy and you just needed more. “I don’t think you deserve to cum.”

“JJ,” you say again. It’s all your could say.

“Shhhh,” he shakes his head. “At least not until I let you,” he remarks with a smirk. “If you do...” he says. “It’s wont be fun for you.”

“I’ll do anything,” you tell him. “Please baby,” you give him a pout.

“Don’t give me that look,” he says. “You think it was funny what you were doing earlier?” He asks. “I had a boner all day, and you didn’t let me touch you, or fuck you until now.”

“I was just having some fun,” you groan.

“Well it wasn’t fun for me,” he says and you sigh and that breath gets stuck in your throat when you feel the two fingers deep inside your wet pussy again. You gasp, his fingers all the way inside, you could feel the cold metal of his ring. “Now it’s my turn to play games,” he starts moving fast immediately making you moan. You feel him lean in, his hot breath on your core and he licks up your pussy making you moan even louder. “You’re already so wet for me, this could’ve been so much easier if you helped me out earlier,” he says. “But you did this to yourself,” he shakes his head and latches his lips to your clit and you buck your hips toward him but he stops you and you moan loudly as he pumps his fingers into you while sucking your clit.

“Fuck... JJ,” you moan running your hands through his hair and he groans against you making you even closer to your high. He moves fast as you sucks your clit, his tongue and lips all wet from your juices. “JJ, I’m getting close,” you moan.

“Don’t,” he looks up at you as he shoves his fingers into you, adding a third and you shut your eyes.

“JJ... baby, please!” You moan.

“Don’t you think about it (Y/N),” he tells you moving his lips back and you groan.

“I’m so close JJ,” you say. “Please stop if I’m not allowed to,” you sigh but he doesn’t stop. “JJ!”

“(Y/N),” he says in a warning tone.

You moan as he keeps moving his fingers. You couldn’t, you’ve done enough to get him like this... plus obeying JJ was the hottest thing to you and him. He curls his fingers hitting your g-spot and you moan biting your lip.

“J....” you say. “I’m sorry, please!” You groan. Instead he just pulls his fingers out stopping everything.

“Stop saying sorry, it won’t help you,” he stands and you sigh. “You’ve been a dirty little slut today... and you’re gonna he treated like that,” he pulls you by your legs bending to align himself with your entrance. His words just made you drip. He grabs your hips rubbing your lips with the tip of his cock. But without warning he slams into you making you barely able to moan front he loss of breath. He doesn’t even let you adjust, he just keeps pounding into you.

“Fuck,” he groans. “You’re always so tight,” he grunts gripping your hips while he rams into you making you pretty much scream in pleasure.

“Fuck JJ,” you moan, then you feel one of his hands go around your neck and you open your eyes to look at him. He lightly squeezes your neck just making it all better. His hair was going over his eye as he looks down between your legs to watch himself fuck you.

“You like that huh,” he mutters. “I’m being such a good, generous boyfriend by fucking you,” he groans. “And you’re being a tease,” he says and you moan going back to getting closer to going over the edge.

“I’m close again,” you moan.

“Well (Y/N), you’re not allowed to cum just yet,” he says hitting your g-spot and you moan. “Not until I say so, got it,” he squeezes your neck a little more and you not. “What was that?”

“Yes sir,” you manage to get out.

“Exactly,” he slams and you can hear the sound of your skin colliding with his. “It’s what you get for being such a teasing slut,” he says and you clench around him and he grunts. “Fuck... (Y/N)” he says. “Do it again,” he demands and you do. He leans down kissing you and you moan into his mouth as he pounds into you.

“I’m sorry baby...” you mumble close to his mouth. “Please.”

“No,” he grunts pushing himself deep into you. He slowly himself down, sliding in and out. You moan.

“JJ,” you say.

“Shut up (Y/N), and take my cock like a good girl,” he says. “The least you’re can do is listen to me,” he sighs.

“Okay,” you mumble.

“Good job baby,” he kisses your neck. “I’m getting close,” he mumbles. “I want you to ride me,” he pulls back moving his hand from your neck and pulling out of you. Your breathing was eratic and you needed to cum already.

He lays down onto the bed and you climb on top of him. He jerks his cock once before you start to ease down, but he grabs your hips pulling you down onto his cock roughly and you let out a long moan.

“Don’t move so slow,” he tells you digging his fingers into your hips. “Ride me like the slut you are,” he says and you start bouncing up and down onto him. You rock your hips as you moving up and down, your knees pretty weak from not being able to cum until he says so.

“Fuck JJ,” you moan. “Your cock feels so good,” you say and he grunts meeting your up and down movements with his thrusts causing you to almost cum right there.

“God baby, your pussy is so tight,” he says lifting his hand back to your neck. “I’m gonna fill you up,” he says and you moan to his words. “You want me to fill your pretty little pussy up?” He asks.

“Yes,” you answer. “Please fill me up,” you moan as he squeezes your neck. He lifts his thumb to brush past your lower lip.

“Beg to cum,” he tells me. “Beg for me to let you cum (Y/N),” he says.

“Please JJ,” you moan. “I need to cum,” you add in a breathy tone. “Please let me cum on your cock.”

“No,” he thrust into you and you groan.

“Please,” you say keeping your eyes on his and he was sweating and looked so good, just looking at him almost made you cum.

“Don’t ever fucking,” he groans. “Tease me like that in public again,” he thrusts. “Got it?” He asks.

“Yes,” you nod. “I’m sorry JJ,” you moan. “Please... just let me cum,” you take his thumb into your mouth sucking on it and his eyes widen at the sight of you doing that and you felt his dick twitch inside of you. “Please... JJ,” you give him the pouty innocent look and he groans.

“Fuck (Y/N),” he says. “Don’t do that,” he rasps.

“I’m begging like you told me to daddy,” you say. The daddy was a new addition, not something you called JJ, although you always thought about it. You lick his thumb and his jaw drops at you.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “Cum for me baby,” he tells you and you moan loudly as he thrusts into you while you bounce on him and he moves his free hand to rub your clip. You release yourself on him letting out a loud moan and he groans.

“Fuck... I’m cumming,” he says and you could feel him release ropes of cum inside of you and it makes you sigh. “Fuck,” he thrusts once more riding out your guys still high together. He pulls you down toward himself nod kisses you. You could feel his dick twitch again before he pulls it out. You guys stay silent for a moment. “Daddy?” He says. “You had to say that?” He asks.

“You didn’t like it?” you look at him worried.

“No, I fucking loved it,” he says. “That in itself almost made me cum,” he adds and that kind of made you proud. “And the thumb,” he adds. “You’re turning into a little slut (Y/N) and I mean that as a compliment,” he chuckles.

“That’s your fault,” you remark sitting up on his lap.

“I’ll take the credit for that,” he shrugs. “Although, what you did earlier was a hell no,” he adds his smile dropping.

“You do it to me all the time,” you state.

“Well, I don’t like when you’re the one doing it,” he says. “Unless next time you let me take you in front of all our friends, you better not touch me in public,” he says.

“...Maybe I want that,” you smirk again shocking your boyfriend.

“Fuck me (Y/N),” he says. “I’m gonna get hard again.”

“Well, we’ve got all night,” you lean in kissing his lips again and he smirks against your lips flipping you guys over.

“And maybe you need to learn more of a lesson huh?” He asks and you nod.

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Hope you guys enjoyed this! I’ll take suggestions and any comments on it! Enjoy xx❤️

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prettytoxicrevolver · 3 years

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Graduation | Colson Baker

Requested? By me obvi

Warnings? Nah

Summary: Colson supports you on your graduation day

Word Count: 1,084

Today was the first day of the rest of your life.

Well, that’s what all of the cliches say.

You did follow the rest of the stereotypes at least. You woke up super early, your nerves getting to you even though your graduation wasn’t until 2 o’clock. You had fluttered around the house nervously the whole day, not knowing what to do with yourself.

You treated yourself to Starbucks, much to your boyfriend’s dismay as he insisted he wanted to have breakfast with you before not getting to see you until after the ceremony and you apologized in the form of blaming it on nerves and light kisses feathered across his lips.

You got ready way too early, pacing around your room as you fiddled with your carefully decorated cap and made sure every single wrinkle was smoothed out of your gown. You were beyond nervous and fit every single stereotype.

“Baby, you have to breathe.”

Colson pulls you towards him, wrapping his arms around your waist and forcing your arms around his neck. You look up at the taller boy, your rock, the love of your life, and the one to help you along the way to the day, this day that you’ve been waiting for.

“This day is all about you. Take a deep breath and enjoy it okay? It’s gonna be perfect,” he reassures.

You nod, smiling because Colson had always had that superpower of being able to tell you exactly what you needed to hear. He leans down and pecks your lips pulling away to grab his stuff and leading you out the door.

You also fell into the stereotype of bringing sixty zillion people with you to your graduation. Not only your boyfriend was coming, but your best friend, his two best friends and your close friends, your parents, and your siblings. You swore they were going to take up a whole row and not shut up about it for a week.

You drove with Colson and your friends, your boyfriend being your rock as you tried to keep your cool on your way to your graduation. You just couldn’t believe today was really here.

When you finally got to your school, you park and get out, insisting on waiting until you found your classmates and could walk in with them.

“(y/n)!!!” you hear and turn just in time to get tackled by your classmate Matt in a bone-crushing hug.

“Hi!!” you yell as you hug him tight.

Colson clears his throat behind the two of you and you separate, smiling wide to look at your boyfriend. You introduce him to your friends explaining you would all be sitting together and if you hear their names, you’d definitely be next.

“I’m gonna head up okay?” you ask stepping towards Colson. “Sit with my family?”

“I’ll try.”

He leans down, pecking your lips with half reassurance that you’ve got this and half a goodbye kiss before seeing you at the end of the ceremony.

“Good luck my love.”

You and your friends head up to the football field, one you had only frequented a couple of times throughout your college experience. You were definitely a stand-alone in that category but it didn’t bother you.

You and your friends chat excitedly the entire time, all the way up until the ceremony actually starts. Your leg bounces in anticipation, the beginning speeches doing nothing but setting that melancholy feeling in your heart along with anxiety.

You were grateful to be surrounded by your closest college friends though, to cross the stage just before and after some people, you would call your best friends for the rest of your life was going to be your favorite part of the day.

As the speeches end, the coordinators start to call up you and your friends, your heart skyrocketing into your throat. Your friend turns to you, excited looks shared between the two of you as you make your way to the stage.

You grab your phone, shooting a quick text off to Colson that you would be up first and to be ready to film if he wanted to. Your shaky hands shove your phone back into your pocket and focus on walking and hopefully not falling onto your face.

You watch as your college best friend takes the stage in front of you, confidently strutting across and grabbing the degree holder. You wait, your name being announced and a smile graces your lips as you make your way across. As you walk, you hear them.

Colson, Rook, Slim, and your best friend screaming at the top of their lungs as they cheer for you. Your face reddens, your smile breaking wide across your lips as you head to the other side of the stage and make your way down.

The minute you sit down in your seat again, it feels like the rest of the graduation flies by. You scream for your friends, feeling an immense sense of pride for them and you and all you’ve been through together to finally be able to walk across that stage. As they finally conclude commencement, you and your friends stand, running to hug each other.

You slowly make your way to the side of the football field, your friends finding their families first and all of you taking photos together. When you break away from a group photo, you turn and see Colson making his way over.

Excitement overtakes you as you drop your stuff, booking it straight towards your boyfriend. Colson smiles widely when he sees you, opening his arms as he walks and you jump straight into them. He catches you, you wrapping your legs around his waist as your arms slip around his neck.

He holds you up, his hands cupping the back of your legs as you look down at him and you’re both beaming wide at each other. You lean down, attaching your lips to his and you swear you can feel the emotions flowing back and forth between the two of you within the contact.

“I am so proud of you,” he whispers and you smile and peck his lips again.

You jump down from his hold, however, neither of you truly let go from the other, his hands trailing down to hold yours. You turn and see Rook and Slim, phones up and taking pictures making you giggle quietly.

“I knew you could do it,” Colson whispers and you lean up to peck his lips once more.

#colson baker imagine #machine gun kelly imagine #colson baker x reader #colson baker x y/n #machine gun kelly x reader #machine gun kelly x y/n #imagine #x reader #x y/n #bravebesson

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cow-smells · 3 years

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You send them an anonymous love letter [Cobra Kai Headcanons]

Request: Hey! I’m a little new at this whole thing, sorry in advance! I really like your work and writings! It’s super awesome to read! You do a great job! I was wondering if you could do something like an imagine or head canon for Miguel, Robby, Demetri, and Hawk about each of them individually finding an anonymous love letter and trying to figure out who it is + their reaction to finding out it’s (y/n). That would be lovely and I would appreciate it a lot! You’re the best! ( @i-am-lost-and-need-a-map )

A/N: tysm!!! this warmed my heart!! i loved this request!!

+ to all those who’ve sent in requests, I do intend to get to those! tbh i’ve kind of been uninspired to write something lengthy (despite getting some requests i really love) and this headcanon request came just in time.

Words: 1119

Warnings: None

Miguel / Robby / Demetri / Hawk under the cut:

Miguel

His heart would simply implode

this boy is a massive romantic at heart; such a romantic gesture would be sure to captivate him

he'd spend literally his entire day thinking about the letter, about who you might be

he'd scan the girls (and even guys) at school wondering who's behind the letter

trying to see if he catches anyone looking at him other than the usual

he now puts in wayyy too much effort in to how he looks knowing someone has a crush on him

he gets a little discouraged when he doesn't find out who wrote the letter quickly enough

he fears you may have moved on from him, making former insecurities come to life

when you see him looking down you leave him an anonymous note cheering him up, and he does cheer up instantly knowing you're still there and care for him

one day he comes in early to school and sees you slipping a note in to his locker

that's when he knows

he doesn't hesitate to go right up to you to talk about it, even though he's stunned

he never knew he was even on your radar

so he was very happy to find out that he certainly was

he asks you out to golf n stuff right then and there for your first date

Robby

he would legit think it was a prank at first

to the point he'd crumple up your letter and throw it away right after reading it

its not that he didn't like it – it was just so hard for him to believe anyone cared for him that his first instinct would be to write it off as a joke

he'd confront his friends about it

when he noticed they really didn't seem to write it – or know what he was talking about - he was even more confused

they'd make fun of him for receiving a love letter

but he wouldn't care. He'd go find the crumpled up letter and take it home with him, re-examining it

he really didn't want to get his hopes up, but his heart would race at the thought that it might be from you

the next time you two would hang out he'd try to bring up the idea of a love letter to see your reaction

the knowing smile you wore said everything

he decided to take the plunge and kiss you

you (unintentionally) quoted something loving you wrote to him and he swooped on you again, hardly believing this fairy tale is his life

Demetri

oh boy, was he unprepared for this

Demetri struggles with the thought of literally anyone finding him attractive, so for someone to go as far as to write him something so full of affection and want the way you did? Astounding

Once the reality of the situation would sink in, his ego would inflate to dangerous extents

he would be constantly smirking

he wouldn't talk to Sam too much at school so that whoever his admirer is won't think there's anything going on between them

makes sure to find times in between classes and at lunch where he's alone so maybe you'll be able to gather up the courage to walk up to him and expose yourself

when that doesn't immediately happen his pessimistic tenancies come back full swing, thinking you'll never reveal yourself

despite that, he has your letter hung up in his bedroom

behind his door, so he sees it every morning when he wakes up (and so his parents don't)

when he kinda winds down from the whole love letter ordeal he goes to lab where you're partnered up with him

“So how's your week been?”

Thinking back to the letter, he can't hide his proud grin

“Pretty good. Actually, really good”

“Should I assume that's because of my letter?”

he's floored

he liked you, but never thought you could have been harboring such deep feelings for him

you were so out of his league

he wants to reply but he gets stuck in his stuttering, then the teacher walks in and class starts

which is lucky for him, because that gives him 45 minutes to get his shit together and collect the courage to ask you out, to which you happily agree

Hawk

he finds your letter when he opens his locker

coincidentally, his friends are with him and see it

he plays it off cool, like he's so unbothered/unsurprised because he has so many admirers

but, he doesn't show them the contents of the letter, putting it back in his locker to retrieve later when he's alone

his mind races all day, thinking about that letter and he hasn't even opened it yet

he wants to rip it open once he gets home but rather he takes gentle care opening the envelope, making sure not to rip anything

he reads the letter over three times, savoring every word

by the time he goes to bed he's unintentionally memorized half of it

Hawk just so happened to be nursing a massive crush on you

he didn't want to get his hopes up too high, hoping it was from you, because if it wasn't he would be devastated

he didn't even consider it being written by anyone else, he was so set on you

so despite his nerves he urged himself to go and find out who's behind the love letter

the next time he sees you is at a beach party

you're friends, so you talk for a while before he drops it on you:

you offer to go get drinks

“Nah, let me. I owe you at least that much after what you left in my locker, don't I?”

he makes sure not to be too specific in his wording in case it wasn't you

but you can't help but turn red

“How did you know it was me?”

“I didn't”

your jaw falls at his manipulation

so you start to ramble on what you were thinking when you wrote him that letter, trying to reason it-

he shuts you up with a kiss

you don't mind one bit

it's longggg in to your relationship when he admits he keeps that letter in a box under his bed

#cobra kai imagine #cobra kai #cobra kai headcanon #miguel diaz #miguel diaz imagine #cobra kai hawk #eli moskowitz imagine #cobra kai demetri #robby keene #robby keene imagine

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