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togenabi · 7 months

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pick me up

roronoa zoro (opla) x reader

♡—zoro never paid your jokes or pickup lines any mind. that is, until something happens that makes you stop.

word count♡— 3.2k

genre♡— mild angst, fluff, straw hat!reader

content notes♡— opla zoro, fem!reader, reader wears a dress and tells very bad jokes, creepy dude oc, don't be creepy be cool yall, reader pulls off a heist with nami, zoro gets jealous, alcohol consumption, no use of y/n, barely proofread

also on♡— ao3

author's note♡— this is a request from anon! I'm sorry if I tweaked a few things, I'm not the best at angst hhhh I hope you still like it!

“Okay, okay. Wait. I got it this time.” You say, already trying to keep from laughing.

“Why were the kids having trouble in pirate class?”

Zoro only side-eyes you with his arms crossed, vehemently unimpressed.

“Because they were overbored!”

Watching for his reaction intently, you keep your eyes focused on his face... Nothing changes.

You tsk, but aren’t seriously discouraged. This is how he always reacts to your jokes, after all. “I’ll get you one of these days, Roronoa Zoro.”

The swordsman only sighs, leaning back into his seat to take a nap. “You do that.”

“Don’t listen to him, love.” Sanji says from the other side of the kitchen as he cleans the counter. “I thought that joke was good.”

“You’re lying, but I appreciate the sentiment, Sanji.” You grin at him. Focusing back on the book you were reading, you miss the amused, challenging look Sanji sends Zoro.

Everyone hears Luffy approaching the kitchen before he enters. “Guys!” He bellows. “We’ll be reaching land soon. Be ready to leave in fifteen minutes!”

The majority of the day is spent restocking supplies. You were all split up into pairs, but before you left, Luffy pointed to a restaurant with a flashy, illuminated sign on top that reads: ‘Bistro of Light’. How cringey of them.

“We should meet there for dinner! You don’t mind taking a break, right, Sanji?” Luffy asks eagerly, and you think that no one could say no to him when he’s so enthusiastic. Sanji nods, and you all go through the town until the sun starts to set.

The inside of the restaurant is just as ridiculous as the sign outside. Chandeliers of every color hang on the ceiling. Huge fish tanks and fountains lined with lights almost blind you. You laugh when looking at it all causes Zoro to wince.

“Hey Zoro,” You call for him. “You know what’s faster than the speed of light?”

“...”

“My heartbeat when I think of you!” You wink at him, proud of the joke even when he only sighs and looks away.

Usopp walks up to a receptionist standing behind a desk. “Hey. Table for six, if you would be so kind.”

“I’m afraid we’re at full capacity at the moment.” They respond. “You’ll have to wait, is that alright?”

Everyone shares a look. Except for Luffy, who looks dead set on eating here, you all feel unsure about waiting.

“When’s the next table going to be available?” Usopp asks. “We’re actually a really big deal. It’s gonna be really embarrassing for you guys if you don’t let us in.” The person frowns, face screaming, ‘is this guy serious’?

But before they can reply, a booming voice enters the restaurant. A tall man, dressed in a pristine white suit and wearing jewels on every finger, pushes you out of the way to yell at the receptionist. You stumble, but thankfully Zoro is there to catch you.

“What on earth is going on here?! Why are there so many people crowding the entryway?!” He fumes, angrily gesturing to your group.

“If they’re not going to eat, then I strongly suggest—” The rich man freezes suddenly, his eyes trained on you.

You keep your face as emotionless as possible, but you die laughing inside when Nami swipes a brooch from his jacket while he’s distracted with you.

“Ah,” The man says. His tone softening a considerable amount as he walks over to you. “I thought I had the best jewels in my treasury, but you're the most radiant gem I've ever laid my eyes on.” It takes everything in you to not back away. Zoro tenses beside you.

“Why haven’t these guests been guided to a table?” He asks, turning back to the receptionist.

“We’re at full capacity, Sir.” Oh. He must own the place. It makes sense that the owner is as gaudy as everything else in here.

“That won’t do.” He looks back to you, and you swear you could feel your skin crawl under his gaze.

“I am Helios. Welcome to my establishment.” The man introduces himself with a flourish, bowing to you. His jewels and gold accessories glint in the light. “What might your name be?”

Reluctantly, you introduce yourself. Had this been a normal situation, you would have turned around and walked away from him the second he saw you. But, you could feel the crew going hungry, and you’re sure Nami will want to snag another ring or two—so you play nice.

Helios smiles, repeating your name. He was probably trying to sound romantic, but he’s not doing anything for you. Not when Zoro says your name much better.

You keep Zoro’s voice in mind, remembering how nice it sounds. It’s easier to smile at Helios that way. Time to lay on the charm, “I was really looking forward to having dinner here. I don’t suppose you could help us out?”

“Follow me, my dear. You deserve to dine upstairs. The view is simply spectacular at this hour.” Helios holds out his hand to you, but Luffy—bless his soul—grabs it to shake it zealously.

“Thanks so much for letting us eat here, Mr. Helios!” Luffy claps him on the back. Helios looks dumbfounded, and the crew does an impressive job keeping their composure.

Helios tries to walk beside you as he guides you all upstairs, but Zoro is steadfast on your right, and Nami smartly positions herself on your left. Luffy and Usopp tug the restaurant owner along, chatting his ear off. You almost feel bad for him.

Nami murmurs, her voice carefully silent so only you can hear. “Treasury, huh?”

You smile. “Of course you’d be curious about that.”

“Think you could get us to his mansion?” She dares you, eyes aglow at the promise of a good heist.

“I know I can.” You pause walking to check your reflection on an ornate, sun-shaped mirror. After fixing your hair, you grin at your friends. “I’m irresistible, after all.”

Maybe if you weren’t busy buttering up your host, you would have noticed that Zoro wasn’t eating properly. Normally, you would force him to eat. You would pile food on his plate, telling that joke about fake noodles being impasta that always cracks you up.

Zoro frowns at the meal in front of him. The fish seems to frown back. Sighing, he decides to just order another drink. But no matter what he consumes, a bitter taste always blooms in his mouth afterwards.

The glass in his hand almost cracks when he hears your voice sucking up to Helios again. “So, you own this place? Do you live around here?”

Helios leans far too close towards you, but you grin and bear it. “Would you like a private tour, my gem?”

You place a hand on his arm, he may read it as affection, but you hold him so he keeps that distance. “That sounds wonderful.”

Zoro huffs under his breath. He needs another drink.

Thankfully, Helios serves good booze at his manor. Zoro almost didn’t want to drink any of it, but he needs alcohol in his system if he has to watch you flirt with this idiot so Nami can rob him blind. Whatever she steals better be worth all this, or else he might punch something. Or someone. Preferably Helios.

You share a look with Nami and give her an imperceptible nod. With that signal, she passes by and pretends to lose her footing. Wine seeps into your clothes, staining the fabric and sticking it to your skin. Did she really have to pick red wine? You liked this shirt.

“Oh, my dear!” Helios gasps. “You should get cleaned up. I’ll have my servants draw you a bath and bring you fresh clothes.”

“I’m so sorry, I should’ve watched where I was going.” Nami loops her arm through yours. “Let me help you with that.”

And so, with another fake smile sent Helios’ way, you rush with Nami to find the treasury.

“Be quick.” Nami says once you enter the luxurious bathroom prepared for you.

As tempting as the bubble bath is, you only take a few wet towels to tidy up. You step into the curtained area, about to strip when Nami holds out a hand to stop you.

“Wait.” She says, her tone serious. A teddy bear holding a rose is propped up on a shelf behind you. Tapping its eyes, Nami scowls before throwing the bear into the trash bin.

“A camera?” She nods. “Seriously? What a creep.”

You and Nami inspect the room. It’s not clear if there are other hidden cameras, but she stands guard in front of the shower curtains just in case.

“Hey,” She starts. “Did you notice Zoro acting weird tonight?”

You frown as you change into the dress Helios prepared. “What do you mean?”

Nami hums in thought. “He’s just…” A dumbass, she wants to say, but doesn’t. “He seems extra grumpy.”

That causes you to laugh. “I guess I should prepare more jokes for him when we get back.”

She winces. “...I’m not that sure he likes those.”

“Hm… Maybe not, but,” You pause to think. He may not laugh loudly as Luffy does, but he never shot you down for being bubbly around him. “Zoro would have told me to shut up by now if he didn’t, right?”

“Huh.” Nami says. “You got a point.”

You push the curtains aside, grinning at her. “Come on, let’s break into that treasury.”

“Of course, my gem.”

“Oh my god, if that sticks I’m going to be so mad.”

The treasury was a vault full of everything from jewels to ornamental weapons. Nami playfully crowned you with a diamond tiara, and she put on dangling emerald earrings that looked stunning on her.

After filling your bags and pockets with the most you can carry, you and Nami head out to find the others. You run into Usopp on the way back to the lounge.

“I see you two cleaned up well.” He jokes. “Luffy and Sanji are in the kitchen. I was just on my way there.”

“Where’s Zoro?” You ask.

“With Helios. You know him, still drinking.”

“We should leave soon.” Nami insists. “We risk getting caught the longer we stay.”

“Right.” You hand Usopp your bag, his eyes widen comically when he feels how heavy it is. “I’ll just go say goodbye, I’ll catch up with you guys later.”

Before you even enter the lounge, however, you hear Zoro speak your name. Are they talking about you? You press your back against the wall, straining to hear their conversation.

You almost wish you didn’t.

“She tells the worst jokes and doesn’t know when to quit it. Thinks she’s hilarious but she’s really not.” Zoro speaks in that deep voice that would usually be comforting to you—but his words now pierce through you painfully.

“What exactly is your relationship with her?” Helios asks, and Zoro is silent. It feels like your heart crumbles for every second he doesn’t answer.

You’re friends! You’ve been dreaming of more but, you’ve always been friends.

…Aren’t you? Doesn’t he think so?

“I don’t know.” Your heart fully shatters. What does he mean he doesn’t know? “She just sticks to me a lot. It can get annoying.”

“Well. That’s unfortunate, but it’s nothing to sob over.” Helios kisses his teeth. “I don’t care about her attitude. All that doesn’t matter as long as she has that pretty face.”

You wait for Zoro to say something. Anything. You want him to cut Helios where he stands.

But he doesn’t. The silence drags on. The air feels like it’s pushing you down, crushing your lungs. You have to get out of here.

You burst into the kitchen, trying your best not to cry. Nami immediately rushes to you, holding your shoulders to steady you. “What happened?”

Letting out a shuddered breath, you whisper, “You were right.” It’s impossible to think straight right now. “I want to leave.”

You look to Luffy, still shaken up. Your captain’s expression is serious as he nods. “Go ahead, we’ll get Zoro and catch up.” Not needing to be told twice, you head out the door.

Before she follows you, Nami hisses at Sanji, “Talk some sense into that dumbass, won’t you?”

The entire walk back to the Going Merry is silent. You’re grateful Nami doesn’t immediately press you for what happened, but you know that you should answer her questions. You finally get the words out in the safety of her cabin.

You sit cross-legged on the bed, and everything comes pouring out. “He called me annoying.”

“Zoro?” She asked, offering you a box of tissues.

“Yeah.” You sniff, taking the box.

“I’m sorry. That was fucked up of him to say.”

Unsure how to properly comfort you, Nami gets up and retrieves extra pillows from a storage compartment.

“Why don’t we have a girl’s night?” Nami asks, offering you a smile. It pulls a smile out of you too, the first one you mustered since Zoro crushed your spirit.

“I’d like that.”

Zoro is confused to find that you and Nami had left before them. Luffy gave Helios some lame excuse that you weren’t feeling well, but Zoro knew better. If you were really sick, the whole crew would be panicking and rushing to get to you.

He stares at Sanji and Usopp, trying to piece together what really happened. They both turn away from him, refusing to say anything.

In the next second, a maid rushes out, panting and screaming, “Mr. Helios! The treasury has been robbed!”

Fine. Answers can come later. For now, they need to run.

Once they’re back on the ship, Sanji follows Zoro into his cabin. He stares at the chef blankly, “Get out.”

“Did you do something?” Sanji leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Get out.” Zoro repeats, about to push him out of the room when Sanji speaks your name.

“She was upset. Asked to leave as soon as possible.” Sanji’s gaze is almost menacing, and his frown deepens when Zoro’s face falls. So, that’s what happened. You had heard him.

“Fuck.” Zoro groans, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

“Everyone noticed you getting bitchy over Helios.” Sanji notes “Did you confront him or something?”

Scoffing, Zoro sits on his hammock, the fabric dips under his weight. “It was something, all right.”

Wanting Zoro to explain himself unpromptedly, Sanji just watches him and lets the silence hang in the air. After a solid, suffocating minute, the swordsman caves.

“I called her annoying.” Zoro breathes out deeply. “I said her jokes aren’t funny and that she sticks to me a lot.”

“Man, that’s screwed up.” Sanji gapes. “I thought you cared about her?”

“Of course I do, but I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true.” Zoro defends. “Luffy’s the only one who laughs at her jokes, and she’s always by my side.”

Sighing, Zoro continues, “...but I never minded any of it. I learned to care for those parts of her a long time ago. I was only trying to get that shithead off her back.”

“You’re an idiot.” Sanji concludes. “You have the emotional depth of a sink, sometimes.”

Zoro, surprisingly, doesn’t insult the chef back. He stares at the wall, slouched and looking the most empty Sanji’s ever seen him.

“What should I do?” He asks. “How should I make it up to her?”

Sanji’s eyes light up, he beams and claps his hands together in excitement. Even if Zoro hasn’t heard it yet, he already dreads the chef’s suggestion.

“I have an idea.”

When you woke up the next morning, you had every intention of avoiding Zoro like the plague. It was still really difficult to look at him, the hurt you felt still stings your heart.

But unfortunately for you, he had other plans.

You’re gazing out into the sea on the forecastle deck when you hear a familiar set of heavy footsteps. You sigh. “I don’t want to talk, Zoro.”

“I’m not here to talk.” You turn to him questioningly, but you really shouldn’t give him the time of day. Wasn’t he the one who complained about you clinging to him?

You don’t say anything. Only glaring at him and hoping he sees how disappointed you feel. Zoro stands here, appearing strangely vulnerable. If you weren’t so hurt, you would have hugged him by now.

But you are. So he has to wallow in the awkwardness of the consequences of his words. He—wait. What’s that on his face?

“I…” Is he… blushing? “I’m sorry I wasn’t around in the past.”

You make a face and blink at him. What is he up to?

“...Can I be part of your future?”

That knocks the wind right out of you, your jaw practically falls to the floor. Did Roronoa Zoro just use a pickup line? On you? You can’t help but glance at your surroundings to check if the sky is still blue.

No—hold on. He can’t win you over just like that. He needs to explain why he said what he did.

“You said my jokes are the worst.” You grumble.

“They are.” Zoro looks straight into your eyes as he speaks. “But you’re one of the best things to ever happen to me.”

“You said I always stick to your side.”

He doesn’t miss a beat and answers earnestly, “You do. And I wouldn’t want you to be anywhere else.”

“…You said you didn’t know what our relationship is.”

That causes Zoro to pause, searching your eyes as if he’ll find the answer in them. “…I don’t.”

Oh, this impossible sword-brain of a man. Your lips quiver, and you realize you can’t fight back your smile anymore. “I love you, Zoro.”

His expression shifts from anxiousness to shock, relief, and a bit of something else...

“I love you, too.” Ah, of course. Love, that too.

Slowly, tentatively, he raises his arms, inviting you to an embrace. He’s adorable, looking a teensy bit nervous that you wouldn’t want to hold him. Giggling, you rush to him, wrapping your arms around his waist as he envelops your shoulders.

“I bet Sanji taught you to apologize with that line.” You murmur into his chest. “If you tell me another one…” Zoro cringes, his frame tensing.

“...I’ll give you a kiss.” His expression lifts, seriously considering it.

After a minute, Zoro clears his throat. You almost squeal in excitement.

“Roses are red, violets are blue…” A classic. This is going to be good.

“I’m sorry if I made you feel awkward, I just want to have dinner with you.” You gasp, squeezing him tighter.

“Yes! That was perfect.” Laughing, you reach up and hold his face to keep your promise.

You plant a sweet, short kiss on his lips. When you pull away, he’s looking at you like he would fight anyone for you. He probably would, if you’re being honest.

“You’re perfect.” He breathes, mouth against yours and then he’s kissing you again.

Hiding behind a pile of crates, the rest of the crew whoop and cheer. (Silently.)

“That was such a good line!” Luffy whispers.

“I still think he should have used the ‘I don’t speak angel’ one.” Usopp whispers back.

“What are you talking about?!” Sanji angrily, quietly mutters. “That was perfect because he apologized and delivered the line.”

“Shut it, you guys. I was right, he didn’t last a day with her mad at him.” Nami holds out her palm. “Pay up.” The others groan, handing her some berry. All’s well that ends well.

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leaderwonim · 2 months

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✴︎ THE MONSTER’s GONE, HE’S ON THE RUN, AND YOUR BOYFRIEND’s HERE.

pairing. lee heeseung x fem!reader

genre. established relationship, zombie apocalypse au, ANGST, fluff then and there, high sch!au (they’re seniors), mentions of dying and being bitten

synopsis. when it comes down to it, will lee heeseung protect you like he had promised in the beginning of your relationship?

author’s note. This one is a long one and I lwk felt my heart being ripped apart as I finished the ending 🙁 the scene where he sings to her is based off of the scene from “Beautiful Boy” where Nick’s father sings to him. I kind of envisioned Y/n and Heeseung as Cheongsan and On-jo so do whatever you want with this information!

Lee Heeseung was the perfect boyfriend. He was athletic, tall, and most importantly of all, loving. He wasn’t afraid to show you how much he cared about your relationship.

Being the captain of the hockey team came with a lot of perks. For one, no one was able to yell at him for always giving oogly eyes at you during practice, and no one dared say a word when Heeseung would stop in the middle of his laps to talk to you.

“It’s pretty cold, isn’t it?” Ha Kyungmi, the girlfriend of your cousin and Heeseung’s friend, Sunghoon, perched herself right next to you in the stands.

“Heeseung gave me his jersey.”

Kyungmi smirks, letting her hands feel the material of the jersey you have on. “You lucky bitch!” She says, making you giggle. “Heeseung’s never lent someone his jersey before, that’s how you know he’s serious.”

“That’s good to know,” your eyes look back into the ice, seeing your boyfriend and Sunghoon competing to see who was the fastest.

“You hear that breakout that’s been happening in Busan?” Kyungmi digs in her sweater pockets, pulling out her phone. “It’s reaching Seoul. My mom told me about it yesterday.”

You read over the article that Kyungmi shows you on her phone, something about a deadly outbreak that’s been contaminating the people of Korea. It had started in Busan, and it was making its way to Seoul now.

“Hey!” The voice of your boyfriend makes you snap out of your daze. Heeseung makes his way towards you along with Sunghoon, pulling off their skates as they tossed it against the wall.

“You look pretty,” Heeseung leans in to give your cheek a sloppy kiss, one that has Sunghoon pretending to gag at. “What are you gagging at Hoon? As if that’s not you and your girlfriend all the time.”

Sunghoon raises his hand in mock surrender, interlocking his hand with Kyungmi. “It’s weird seeing you kiss my cousin dude!” He says. “We’re gonna go to the cafeteria if you guys want to meet us there later.”

You glance at your phone, realizing there was only 15 minutes of lunch left.

“Sure, we’ll meet you there man.” Heeseung gives Sunghoon a pat on the back before intertwining his hand with yours, pulling you closer to him despite already being in close proximity.”

“Were you cold?” He asks, concerned bambi eyes making you bite your lip.

“No I wasn’t Seungie.” You lean your head on his shoulder, his thumb rubbing your fingers as the two of you stayed in silence for a bit. “We should probably meet with Sunghoon and Kyungmi before lunch ends.”

“Yeah.” The two of you stand up, making your way out of the ice rink. Thankfully for your growling stomach, your school’s cafeteria was only a few meters away.

“There they are!” Kyungmi waves the two of you over, “I told you buying 2 extra sandwiches was a good idea!”

“Okay okay, sorry baby.” Sunghoon says. “Took you guys forever.”

“It was 5 minutes Hoon,” Heeseung rolls his eyes, thanking Kyungmi as she passed you two your sandwiches. “I really don’t want to go to Ms. Jung’s class. She’ll be the death of me.”

Suddenly, there’s a scream, one that is so horrid that it makes your boyfriend drop the glass cup of orange juice he was holding.

“What’s happening?!” Heeseung says, standing up immediately. He wraps his arm around your waist, eyes widening when he sees students panicking all around.

“Quick, Mr. Jeon’s class is nearby!” Sunghoon pulls the three of you towards a classroom. Inside was about 10 other students, whom of which looked like they were on high alert.

“Yah,” one of the guys said, suddenly standing up. You recognize him as Yoo Hanbin, one of your classmates from biology during your tenth year. “Are you guys bitten? Show us your neck and arms.”

“Bitten?” Heeseung scoffs, pulling you closer to him.

“They don’t know what’s happening Hanbin.” One of his friends says calmly. “They’re probably just scared like us. Close the door, hurry.”

Hanbin snarls, but he obliges. He ushers the four of you in, closing the door in a rush. He then places the teacher’s large wooden desk against it with the help of the other students.

“What’s going on?” Kyungmi asks, flinching when a sudden bang comes from the door.

“Quick! Move more desks!” Despite not knowing what the hell was happening, you helped Hanbin and the others place all the desks against Mr. Jeon’s room.

“There’s an apocalypse,” Hanbin’s friend answers after you all catch your breath. “Haruto.” He introduces himself after.

“Apocalypse?” Heeseung’s grip on your hand is suddenly tighter. “What? You mean like a zombie apocalypse Haruto?”

“I didn’t believe it either,” Hanbin slides his body down against the wall tiredly, lifting up his sleeves to show you his arm. “At first.”

It was bloody and looked like it hurt badly.

“I was in the piano room when it happened. Seolhee’s cries were all I could hear before I heard them. Their growls.” Hanbin shakes his head, looking down at the ground. “I tried saving her—but I couldn’t. One of them tried to bite me before I slashed them across the face with the piano chair. I ran so fast that I fell on the way to Mr. Jeon’s room, that’s where the cut came from.”

You can’t help but send the poor boy a look of pity, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden information.

“Is this about the outbreak?” Kyungmi suddenly speaks up. “The one we read about, remember Y/N? Is it the one from Busan causing all of this?”

Haruto solemnly nods, and that’s enough for you to let out a small cry.

Heeseung wraps his arms around you, letting you bury your head into his chest. “Sh, it’s alright.”

But it wasn’t.

You and Heeseung huddle up together against one of the corners of the room alongside Kyungmi and Sunghoon, trying to generate as much heat as possible.

With the whole city in ruins by now, you knew electricity would be gone soon, you just hoped it would be gone in the morning instead of night.

“We’re almost out of water.” Haruto says, getting up suddenly. One of the girls, who you recognize as Ryujin gets up with him.

If you weren’t stuck in a zombie apocalypse, you would’ve gushed over how much they complimented one another. Ryujin was the star tennis player who looked like she hated everybody, but the way she looks at Haruto showed that she more than tolerated him.

“You seriously aren’t thinking..?” Ryujin pulls Haruto back by his arm. “You can’t go by yourself to get water!”

“I’ll go with him.”

For all the years you’ve known Sunghoon, he’s never been as brave as he was now. You could tell Kyungmi was scared out of her mind, grabbing onto his hand as her lips quivered.

“It’s too dangerous! We’ll live without water for now!”

“Don’t be ridiculous baby,” Sunghoon gives her a comforting glance. “Me and Haruto will go, we’ll come back soon.”

“If he’s going, I’m going too.” The emotions Ha Kyungmi felt earlier now transferred to you. You shake your head, not letting Lee Heeseung’s hand fall from yours. “Y/N, please. Sunghoon’s my best friend, I have to.”

But I’m your girlfriend, you wanted to say.

As much as it hurt you, you knew you had to let Heeseung go. The risks were high, but you knew the rest of your classmates were thirsty to death and needed water as soon as possible. You couldn’t be selfish and beg your boyfriend to stay in front of all of them.

“Be safe.” You say, standing up to cup Heeseung’s face. “Please. Protect yourself first.”

He nods, wiping away the tears that escaped your eyes.

“Promise me, Heeseung.” You whisper.

“I promise.”

You let go of Heeseung reluctantly, watching as him, Sunghoon, and Haruto all slowly push aside the desks, opening the door as slowly as possible.

The growls were less prominent than they were a few hours earlier. You didn’t even want to look through the window to see how many zombies were downstairs at your school’s entrance.

As soon as they’re gone, a boy comes and sits himself right next to Kyungmi and you, giving a small smile.

“You okay Kyung?”

You find it weird how close he’s being with Kyungmi, and even weirder that he waited till Sunghoon had left.

“I’m fine Eunwoo,” Kyungmi replies, slouching against the wall. “Are you okay?”

You turn your head back around, not wanting to eavesdrop on your friend. You prayed and prayed that Heeseung would be kept safe when he was going to get water. You knew where the boys were going—Mrs Ahn’s room. She was the only teacher who kept giant packs of water bottles in her class for students who were thirsty. You hoped Mrs. Ahn was still alive.

“They’re going to Mrs. Ahn, aren’t they?” Ryujin asks, sitting herself next to you.

“They are.” You turn to make eye contact with her, surprised to see a purple bruise near her eye. “What happened to you?”

“Zombies.” She grins, although she knows it’s no time for jokes. “I only made a fuss earlier because Haruto was the one who saved me. Despite being quiet, he really knows how to fight off zombies.”

“Hey,” you get closer to her, almost whispering now. “What do you know about Eunwoo over there?”

Ryujin raises her eyebrows, placing her sight on Eunwoo who was talking to Kyungmi up close. “Has had a crush on Ha Kyungmi for over a year now. I see them sometimes.”

Your eyebrows furrow, not expecting such a response. Before you could say anything back, Heeseung and Haruto quickly rush into the room, slamming the desks back onto the door.

“Seungie?” You and Ryujin rush over to help them. They had 2 packs of waters in their hands, letting it drop on the ground along with their knees as they tried to catch their breath.

“I—I—” Heeseung seems choked up, his eyes teary and red. “I tried to help him—I really did.”

Your jaw practically drops knowing full well what Heeseung was implying. Park Sunghoon was nowhere to be found, not behind him, not behind Haruto.

“They came so quickly, we panicked and we just ran and I—” Haruto is unable to finish his sentence when you let out a scream, your body scumming to the floor.

“My cousin’s dead?” You sob out, clutching onto Heeseung’s bloody blazer when he comes down to hug you.

“I can’t believe it,” Kyungmi’s mouth goes dry and she turns over to hug Eunwoo, who rubs her back comfortingly.

You’re too distraught to even question why she was in another guy’s arms right after your cousin, her own boyfriend, just died.

“I’m sorry,” Heeseung repeats over and over again, letting you cry into his shoulder.

“It’s not your fault,” you sniffle. “Tell me he died a quick death. Tell me it wasn’t painful for him Hee.”

“He fell out the window,” Heeseung says, a few tears escape his eyes. “They backed us up into a wall and Sunghoon fell out an open window. We heard a loud slam and when we looked, he was already dead.”

You sob even louder, making Heeseung’s hold on you tighten.

When you finally catch your breath and pull away, you notice how Heeseung has scratches all over his face.

“Oh Seung,” you say, tracing your fingers over them. “It must really hurt.”

“It feels fine when I’m with you.”

The both of you lean against the cushion that’s propped against the bookshelf in Mr. Jeon’s room, your head laying against Heeseung’s shoulder as you both hold each other’s hands tightly. You felt like Heeseung would disappear if your grip loosened.

“Your lip,” Heeseung suddenly says, letting his index finger touch your lips, which were chapped and bleeding.

“It’s fine,” you brush him off, but he shakes his head, reaching into his pocket for something.

“Here, I have your chapstick.” He pulls out your strawberry flavored chapstick, the one that you always bought before the apocalypse had happened.

“Where’d you get this?” You breathe out.

“I always keep a spare one in my pockets because I know you,” Heeseung smiles down at his lap. “I knew it would come in handy.”

Your eyes softened at his words, one hand coming to hold his chin as you lean in to give him a long kiss.

“Thank you Seungie,” you say as you pulled away. “For everything.”

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You suddenly jolt up from your sleep, face covered in cold sweat.

“Hey, hey, everything’s okay.” Heeseung whispers to you.

You take in your surroundings, making out Hanbin and Haruto’s figures guarding the doors and the rest of the students in the class asleep.

You had your head on Heeseung’s lap, your body sprawled along the cold tiled floor of Mr. Jeon’s class.

“How long have I been out?” You ask groggily, trying to squint at the dark clock on the wall.

“Just two hours.” Heeseung sighs. “The growling stopped for a bit. It’s eleven now. You should sleep more.”

You shake your head, disagreeing. “No Seung, you should sleep. I could watch over for a bit with Hanbin and Haruto.”

Heeseung bites his lip, almost as if he was really debating whether or not he should be sleeping right now.

“Seung, please. You need your energy.”

Heeseung agrees hesitantly, letting you switch places so now his head was on your lap.

“Goodnight Hee.” You say, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.

He smiles back at you, closing his eyes as he let sleep consume him.

Your eyes search around the room, focusing on Kyungmi and Eunwoo sleeping on one another.

Before you were too distraught to care about them two, but now that everything was calm, you really took in the situation.

Ryujin’s words rang in your ear like a mantra. Eunwoo liked Kyungmi for over a year now.

Does that mean.. ?

No, it couldn’t. You knew Ha Kyungmi. She was a sweet girl to you for the most part, she wouldn’t do that to your cousin.

Would she?

“They’re here.” You hear Hanbin whispering. His voice was filled with dread and fear, and your worst suspicions were true.

The zombies had reached your classroom.

“EVERYBODY! UP!” Haruto yells, clumsily turning on the small light that was still working in the room. “WE HAVE TO MOVE! QUICK!”

Heeseung wakes up with a grunt, his arms automatically reaching for your waist as if it was a natural reflex.

“They’re here?” He asks, squinting a bit at the bright light.

“Yes, let’s wake the others.”

You two start tapping your classmates awake.

“There’s a window we can climb out of.” Hanbin points at the window that was half covered by the cushion you and Heeseung had laid on earlier. “It’s not a big drop so we’ll survive it. It’s our only escape.”

Your classmates all start talking at once, some unsure of Hanbin’s plan.

“We don’t have much time!” Ryujin exclaims. “Quick! Climb out!”

A few of your classmates help each other get out of the window carefully, cheering silently when it works successfully.

“I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold them off.” Haruto says, the desks being pushed out by the bangs of the zombies on the door.

“Kyungmi! Let’s go!” Eunwoo grabs the girl’s hand, pulling her towards the window.

“Eunwoo—but—Y/N?!” She turns to face you, who was currently helping the boys hold the door against the zombies. “Y/N!”

“Just go Kyungmi!” You yell, watching as Eunwoo helps her get out first.

“We’re going to have to let go and make a swift run for it,” Hanbin says to the three of you. “A broken arm or leg will be better than dying at the hands of these creatures.”

Haruto closes his eyes, nodding slowly at his friend’s words. “On a count of three.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three!”

The four of you let go, the zombies automatically piling into the room as soon as you do.

Haruto and Hanbin are quick, climbing out and jumping onto the ground in a swift second.

“Cmon Heeseung! Y/N!”

Heeseung climbs out first, foot barely making it out the window before one of the zombies have got you.

“Y/N!” He screams, hands gripping onto the window as he tries to reach for you.

“Heeseung! It’s not worth it!” Kyungmi shouts, “they’ve already got her, she’s gonna die anyway, it’s not worth it.”

Heeseung’s vision goes red at this. “I don’t fucking care Kyungmi! Unlike you, I actually love my girlfriend to death and would do anything for her!”

His words have her cowering in embarrassment, Eunwoo wrapping a protective arm around her.

“Yah you fucker!” Eunwoo yells. “You want to be with your girlfriend so badly? Then die!”

He and Kyungmi run off to find shelter, the only two who were left were Hanbin and Haruto.

They were silently begging Heeseung to drop it with their eyes, telling them that it wasn’t worth it.

“Cmon Heeseung man,” Haruto says croakily. “You’ll die.”

“Then I’ll die with her.” Heeseung whispers. He watches as one of the zombies bite you, making you scream out in pain.

The zombies all make their way to another classroom when they realize you’re the only one, and since you’ve already been bitten, you were no longer desirable to them.

Despite knowing he would most likely die if he did it, Heeseung climbs back into the room, pulling you into his arms as he did many times before.

“Hey, hey.” He chokes up as he pulls you closer. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s—okay.” You reassure him, eyes slowly turning red as your twitching hands come up to touch his jaw. “Will you sing to me Heeseung?”

You had always joked before that Heeseung would become a famous singer in the future, his beautiful voice entrancing you whenever he’d sing or hum a song.

“Of course.” He gulps, eyes becoming blurry from the tears as each second pasts.

“The monster’s gone, he’s on the run, and your boyfriend’s here.” Heeseung’s lips tremble, unable to hold in his emotions any longer. “Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful girl.”

He holds you in his arms despite your twitching body, knowing any second you would turn into one of them. He watches as the light from your eyes disappear, and your skin turns green and veiny.

Lee Heeseung doesn’t cry a lot. He believed that crying wasn’t going to fix anything.

But as he watched the Y/N he loved disappear from his arms despite being physically there, he sobs and sobs. Despite knowing it won’t do anything, he pulls your body onto his, hands on the back of your head as he begs the world to silently bring you back.

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pixystixx · 6 months

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You Should Date!

I APOLOGIZE TO WHOEVER REQUESTED!! Something got completely screwed up when i went to post!! I'm also sorry for now posting for forevs xx I'm back now and I wrote some more :)

Resquest: Hi! Could you write a colby brock x chubby reader fic where they have crushes on each other but don't know it? Maybe they're doing a video where they react to comments but a lot of them are about the two of them and how they should date because they're either always flirting with each other or Colby is super protective of her.

colbybrock x f!reader

Summary: You've been friends with Colby for quite awhile. You guys are at one of his parties, but he wants you to stay after and film a video. When you guys film the video all of the questions are about you two flirting and Colby being different towards you. (843 words)

Warnings: some dude being kinda gross to the reader

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You’ve been at Colby’s party for a while, but it’s beginning to die down now. People you don’t know very well are starting to leave his apartment. You’re sitting on a couch next to Colby and a couple of his friends.

“Well, I’m gonna head out! See you guys later,” a brunette girl calls out, getting off the couch.

“See you,” Colby replies with a tiny wave. It’s only 5 p.m., but you feel like it’s your time to leave.

“Hey, Colby,” you say, leaning closer to Colby, “I’m thinking of heading out.” Colby’s eyes immediately dart to meet yours, and he looks at you with his eyes wide. He plants his teeth on his lower lip softly—a gesture you’ve learned over years of knowing him, meaning he wants to say something. “What? You have that look on your face,” you ask.

“Can you stay?” Colby asks quietly, making sure no one else can hear him. His question makes your heart flutter in your chest. You cannot handle being alone with Colby right now, so you open your mouth to say no. You’re quickly cut off by Colby saying, “Y/N, please. I wanna film a video.”

You sigh, knowing Colby will get whatever he wants out of you. Your only soft spot is one for Colby. “Fine, but this party better be out of here soon,” you answer. Colby smirks slightly and gets up from the couch.

You sit quietly, hoping not to be disturbed, but another guy you don’t know sits on your right. He smells of cigarettes and cedar and has an edgy appearance. “Hey, pretty,” he says, winking at you. His presence makes you uncomfortable, so you flash him a small smile. He suddenly puts his hand on your thigh and squeezes.

“Can you not,” you growl, moving his hand off your thigh. He goes to put back on your thigh with a scowl on his face.

“Get off of her!” Colby yells, dropping a drink on the floor. Colby grabs the guy by his collar and pushes him towards the door. “Get out! And never talk to her or me again!” he shouts, his fists bunched at his sides.

The whole apartment goes silent, and everyone stares at Colby and you. You clear your throat and whisper, “Can you tell them to go home?” Colby’s angry expression quickly softens, and he nods.

“Sorry for the disturbance, guys. Party’s over,” Colby announces, pointing to the door. Everyone shuffles out, which leaves you two alone.

After calming down, you and Colby started filming a video answering the fan’s questions about you two. “Hey guys! I’m here with Y/N, and we’re answering some of y’all’s questions!” Colby says into the camera, “Okay, first one! What are your favorite movies?”

“Ooh! Mine’s definitely Scream. It’s just such a classic!” you exclaim, smiling widely. While you talk, Colby looks at you with the cutest face, a slight smirk, and soft eyes. You feel your cheeks go red and try to cover it by shyly running your tongue along your teeth.

“What was that one we watched last week?” Colby asks. He looks at you patiently while you think. “Wait, I remember! The Shining.” You nod, and Colby looks back at his phone. “Next one,” he mumbles, “Why are two always flirting?”

Your face turns red, and you nervously burst into laughter. “What? We do not!” you laugh. Colby chuckles a few times and fixes his hair.

“Yeah, totally,” Colby says quietly. You guys sit there in silence for a few beats. Colby inhales awkwardly and clears his throat. Suddenly, there’s an abnormal amount of tension between you two.

“Let me pick a question,” you mutter, taking his phone. His skin brushes against you softly, sending warm signals through your body. You pick a random question. “This one says.., this isn’t a question, but you should date,” you breathe out.

Colby laughs awkwardly and says, “All of you guys keep saying that!” He looks at you when he says the next part of his sentence, “Maybe we just need to test it sometime.” You giggle uncomfortably, and he frantically adds, “Just joking!”

You guys laugh, and you sigh before reading another question, “What happened at the party? Colby almost punched that dude. He’s so protective of Y/N.”

You have chosen to forget about the party, so the question annoys you. Despite your annoyance, you answer, “Some asshole laid hands on me.”

“Yeah, and I almost punched him. If anyone tries something with Y/N, they have it coming,” Colby explains. He leans over to hug you, but his chair tips over, and he falls onto the floor. The loud noise breaks the tension, and you burst out laughing, practically in tears.

“Oh my god, Colby, you dumbass!” you yell while laughing.

You guys finish the video, answering a bunch of other questions. You leave Colby’s house with a smile plastered to your face. Your crush on him is really getting worse day by day. You really wanna know if he likes you back. (Spoiler: he does.)

#sam and colby #colby brock x y/n #colby brock oneshot #colby brock x reader #colby brock #oneshot #x reader #colby brock x you #y/n

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munsonsprincess11111 · 1 month

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It wasn't even a secret...

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: you and Eddie are married even have a new born. But thr younger hellfire members don't know?

Dustin Henderson walks into the munson trailer and hears loud music coming from Eddie's room. He approaches the room and through the crack of the door and sees a manicured hand grabbing at Eddie's bedside table only to see Eddie's not ringed hand grab it and pull it out of sight.

That's all he saw, but he got the point and left the trailer and sat in Eddie's van, which he never locked until he saw the lady exit.

But what Dustin didn't see was your wedding ring on top of Eddie's on the bedside table.

Months later Dustin was washing his hands in the munson bathroom when he threw the paper towel in the trash he saw a pregnancy test. It was positive. Dustin didn't mention it to Eddie or anyone thinking it was probably private.

What Dustin didn't see was how Eddie hugged you when the test came back positive as you both cried happy tears and kissed sweetly.

Months later Dustin and Mike approach the hellfire table and notice Eddie's not there. Weird they thought he wanted to graduate this year why would he be having time off.

"Where's Eddie?" Dustin asked setting his tray down. Gareth looks at Dustin and frowns. "What do you mean where's Eddie you know he isn't gonna be in for A few weeks." Gareth says confused.

Only then do Gareth, Doug and Jeff realise they genuinely do not know. They wasn't gonna be the ones to tell him so that's how they ended up at Eddie munson trailer skipping school.

Eddie was fast asleep an arm draped over you. He awoke suddenly to banging on the door cursing under his breath. He stands up and stretched kissing your head and peaking into the bassinet next to your side of the bed, only to see his week old daughter starring up at him with her wide brown eyes.

"Hey little lady." HE says picking her up making sure to support her head. He cradles her and heads to the door to let you sleep a bit longer. He walks into the kitchen and puts the kettle on to warm a bottle for his daughter haley. Then he walks to the front door expecting Wayne or someone.

Only to be met with a stunned Dustin and Mike. "Hello?" Eddie says confused. He let's them in as they stare at him in shock. "Whats going on guys?" Eddie asked slightly freaked out hy the look on the twos face.

"You have a baby?!" Dustin half yells.

"Dude shut the fuck up." Eddie says annoyed bouncing his daughter slightly so she doesn't cry from Dustins outburst.

"No I won't you have a baby and you didn't tell us what the fuck." Dustin half yells again.

Eddie looks between the boys with a look of confusion on his face. You walk out of your bedroom into the living room after hearing all the shouting.

"What's going on?" You ask crossing your arms over your chest. Both the teens and Eddie look at you. Your stood confused. Haley then cries and everyone looks at her.

Eddie walks over to you sliding her into your arms and she immediately stops crying as you bounce her and cradle her making soft shh noises. "Whose that's?" Mike askes Eddie's attention turning from you and haley to the two teens but you speak up. "His wife." You answer looking at the two boys

"You have a baby and a wife. How didn't we know that." Dustin says eyes wide.

"OK everyone stop, fuck me. Right. I thought you two knew but clearly you don't. This is my wife y/n who I've definitely told you about. The one I've been dating since I was like 15 and am now married to?" Eddie says waving his arms infant of you as you smile.

"OH we thought that was a cruel joke." Mike says scratching his head. Eddie looks at the boys in disbelief.

"Wow OK. This is y/n and my daughter haley who I'm gonna go with you also thought was a joke." Eddie says questionably getting nods from the boys.

"Y/n this is Dustin and Mike." Eddie says pointing at the boys rubbing his eyes.

"Hi nice to meet you?" You say still confused.

The boys says hello awkwardly.

"OK, now that's cleared up. Is that really why you came here." Eddie asks, slightly annoyed. The boys nod and explain that Gareth wouldn't tell them. You're starring at Eddie, who's clearly stressed and tired. Then, down to the little baby in your arms.

Eddie warms a baby bottle while the two teens talk to Eddie about the baby as you sit on the couch in the living room. He walks in handing you the warm bottle. "Can you feed her?" You ask quietly. But Eddie hears you.

"Yeh, yeh of course sweetheart." Eddie says sitting on the couch. You pass her to Eddie once he's sat along with her bottle kissing Eddie's cheek then haleys head before walking to your bedroom to get stuff for A shower.

"SO you like have a child." Dustin says watching Eddie feed his daughter the bottle.

"Yes and a wife." Eddie answers.

"And you've been married..." Mike says

"2 years been together for 5." Eddie says, setting the bottle by his feet, leaning back on the couch and laying the baby on his chest, gently patting her back.

"And the others knew." Dustin says as Eddie nods.

"How long are you off school?" Mike askes.

"I'm just going back to do my finals. I won't be there any other time." Eddie says as the tiny baby burps. The two nod.

Moments later you walk back in, wearing a pyjama vest and Eddie's sweats. Your stomach has shrunk since the birth of haley and it makes Eddie smile seeing you comfortable enough to wear the vest as when she was first born you wouldn't take off his hoodie.

Not that it mattered to Eddie he loved you every shape and form and you grew his baby in you. When you mentioned your insecurity to Eddie just before haley was born he comforted you and said, "either way your sexy no matter what n you've got me. If.. that helps? Probably not but you get my gist."

You sat next to Eddie and he handed you haley. "Common ill take you two home no point in going back to school." Eddie says. He too the teens to Dustin house and then came straight home.

He entered thr trailer and headed to your bedroom to see haley asleep on your shared bed and you sat up looking at her giving Eddie a smile when he entered the room. Eddie strips of everything but his boxers.

"Now give me a twirl." You says smiling at him from the bed.

He turns slowly as you clap quietly before laying on his side next to you. "SO those are two of your friends?" You say raising your brows and Eddie nods putting an arm over your waist.

Eddie looks at you then to his daughter and smiles. Taking your hand and kissing it. You lean down and kiss him on the lips.

"I love you." HE says as your foreheads touch.

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"I love you most." You smirk kissing him again.

Yeah Eddie was a happy man. He may still be in school but he's got everything he wants Sat right on his bed. His beautiful wife and tiny daughter.

Months later he graduated walking off the stage hugging you nice and tight laying a sweet kiss on your lips. Wayne holding 3 month old haley who's arm where flapping for Eddie. He took her from Wayne kissing her nose as she open mouthed his cheek.

The stunned look on Jason's face to see Eddie munson holding a baby in one arm with his hair and his other arm around your waist as your hand was behind haleys head. Eddie smirked to himself kissing your head. Wayne shooting him a proud smile and nod. The others soon came running over. "Finally man thought you was gonna end up going to school with haley." Gareth says smirking at Eddie.

"Shut up Gareth." You says earning a laugh out of Eddie.

"Y/n I'm wounded." Gareth says shocked.

"You heard the lady shut up." Eddie says smirking.

Gareth rolls his eyes.

Everyone stands and talks. Eddie saying haley needs feeding so you guys have to go. In reality you had fed her before and Eddie just wanted to go home.

"I am so proud of you." You say kissing his cheek.

"Yeah? Do I get a special treat for how proud you are." Eddie smirks.

"Maybe... you'll see when haleys in bed." You say smirking at him running a hand through haleys curls.

Yeah Eddie was right. 86 was definitely his year.

#eddie m #eddie munson thoughts #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x yn #eddie smut #eddie x reader #eddie x you #rockstar eddie munson #eddie my beloved #eddie stranger things #dustin henderson #mike wheeler

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star-suh · 5 months

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Straight as A Line

Park Jinyoung x Male Reader

cw: homophobic top jinyoung, rough sex, dubious consent, hickeys, college au, swearing at each other, cheating, feminization, porn with a little of plot, a redemption arc for jinyoung lol…

an: lmfaoooo that redemption arc happened when my music suddenly changed to lana del rey's songs changing the whole mood, i'm so sorry if this isn't what you wanted anon 😭🙏

this was a request.

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the university where y/n was studying was planning a trip to go camping in the mountains. it was a dream trip for y/n, he could be close to nature and breathe that pure fresh air but all that sounded too nice to be true.

"i don't know if i want to go on the trip, fuckass jinyoung is going and i don't feel like arguing with that son of a bitch" y/n tells his friend.

jinyoung is one of those rich guys who have a lot of ass-lickers behind them, they do whatever he asks just for the money, also the guy is a fucking homophobe, when he found out that y/n is gay he started to make his life miserable. throwing slurs and swearing almost everyday towards the guy…

every student had an assigned seat “are we in school or something?” mocked jinyoung, his smile slowly fading seeing that he has to sit besides y/n “what the fuck? who put this pillow muncher beside me?” he yelled, “can you just shut the fuck up? you're not that important dude no one cares where you sit stop being a manchild” responded y/n making jinyoung's blood boil in anger.

“listen here, cocksucker. i don't want people like you near me you disgust me” he spat while signaling towards y/n with one finger. “stop signaling me you weirdo. you know that usually men who make fun of someone who is gay do it to cover up their homosexuality .. like why are you mad about me sucking a dick that's not so straight from you, jinyoung..” a grimace of laughter finding its way onto y/n's face while jinyoung's was red for the anger, y/n swear he can see the steam coming out of his ears.

jinyoung quietly accepted he lost this time and sat beside y/n ‘this is not going to stay like this’ he thought, crafting his revenge towards the guy.

it was night already, all the tents are ready and everyone is going inside them, y/n was getting ready to sleep in his sleeping bag when suddenly the zipper of his tent opens “what the fu-” a big hand covering his mouth to prevent him from making any noises. “hello motherfucker” jinyoung smiled “you thought i forgot what you said on the bus dirty whore? i think someone should teach you manners and how to be a nice obedient bitch, what do you think?”.

managing to get away from the strong grip of jinyoung's hand on his mouth y/n says “what the fuck are you talking about you fucking psycho, get out of my fucking tent before i start to scream”.

jinyoung's big veiny hand found its way towards y/n neck squeezing it hard “do it and what i'm gonna do next it's gonna be worse, you hear me?” scared by how menacing the words came out of his mouth y/n just nodded, “what do you want then, a public apology?. fucking asshole”.

“you see.. i was talking with my girlfriend and i got so horny-”, “and? do i look like some type of… friend to you? i don't wanna know shit about it” interrupted y/n. “anyways as i said” jinyoung continued “i'm so bricked that my dick is poking his way out of my shorts, so i was looking for a way to calm it but the rest of the bitches are sleeping and apparently you're the only one bitch awake so… i thought why not use this opportunity to help you be my obedient slut. after all you like cocks” he slapped gently y/n's cheeks. “fuck you” are the only words coming out of y/n's mouth…

“shh be quiet” whispered jinyoung while forcing his cock down y/n's throat, the gagging sounds making him more horny “you're so talented at cocksucking, truly a whore. you do it better than my girlfriend” he snickered while thrusting his thick cock.

“never thought i would see you this fucked up” jinyoung was stroking his cock while y/n was laying down panting, trying to catch his breath, with spit and cum covering his face “talking about dirty whores when you can't keep that thing inside your pants. coming here like a needy bitch looking for a hole to fuck”.

jinyoung just stared at y/n with a smirk on his face “i'm not done with you slut, look at this” he pokes his rock hard cock making it bounce a little “i'm gonna wreck your boypussy. come here” his hand snaking around y/n's shorts and discarding them quickly, along with the underwear. “leave me alone whore” y/n tried to push jinyoung with his feet but the bastard was so strong… and sexy.

jinyoung spat on his fingers and rub it on y/n's rim the cold fluid sending shivers up his spine “hngh.. stop it manwhore…” the pleasure clouding his thinking. jinyoung slap his fuckmeat on the rim and slowly introduce it, drawing a loud moan grom y/n due to the stretching “shush be quiet. you don't want someone to find us right? or is that what you want? woah what a pervert” y/n just ignored the comment and sucked on jinyoung's fingers.

“is that all you got, fragile masculinity slut?. not gonna be surprised if your girlfriend kicks you, you suck at fucki-” a slap landed on y/n's cheek. “stop being a loud motherfucker and let me fuck your pussy” his anger being canalized into fucking y/n “i don't give a fuck if you like it or not” he growls “i’m only here to use you like you let other men do”.

“fuck i love the sight of your gaping pussy. after being passed around the whole university is still so tight… even more than my girlfriend's”. “can you stop mentioning her you asshole?. she deserves a better man than you” y/n says, accommodating himself to ride jinyoung “let's get this over with, i want you gone”.

everytime he goes down y/n makes sure to do it hard causing jinyoung to moan very loudly, “look who's the loud bitch now. you call yourself a man and can't even handle me”. jinyoung laughed quickly grabbing y/n by his ankles pulling them towards him folding y/n in the process, his dick going in and out. y/n squirmed, his eyes rolled back and mouth agape, feeling that cock reaching so deep inside him, no other cock has made him feel like that.

“what happened pillow muncher.. too much to handle?” he starts sucking hickeys in the back of y/n's neck. “i'm gonna breed this pussy and after this you're gonna be mine you hear me?” he whispered while flipping y/n a fuck him while he leans on his back “no… i don't belong to.. to anyone not even to a loser like you” the older just ignored it and continued looking for his pleasure.

“guess you're not that straight macho after all” y/n murmured drawing jinyoung's attention, “just because i'm stretching your boypussy and about to cream it right now doesn't make me a homo… i'm straight as a line..”. y/n with his hooded eyes make eye contact with the top, smiled and caressed his cheek “even the straightest line can be curved dumbass” he then kisses his forehead “c'mon cream this fucking pussy… isn't this what you want hurry up before someone wakes up” fucking himself in jinyoung's dick y/n also searched for his pleasure his cock splurting with cum minutes later landing on jinyoung's chest and abs, while that happened he squeezed so hard that jinyoung came without realizing it, emptying his balls in the insatiable hole of y/n.

jinyoung tried to catch his breath resting his head on y/n's chest falling asleep, followed by y/n minutes later.

the ride back to university was surprisingly quiet, jinyoung didn't say a word about sitting next to y/n, everyone was surprised. one by one they got off the bus with jinyoung and y/n being the last, the tall one grabbed the shorter one by the hand so that he wouldn't come down yet. "i'm going to break up with my girlfriend... what i’m doing with her is not right." "wow, at least there's some empathy inside that empty skull" y/n responded. jinyoung just laughed looking at y/n with a fond smile "sigh... i'm so sorry for what i’ve put you through all these years... i know that's not going to change the damage i've already done but i want to start being a good person… wanna go eat lunch? it's on me".

surprised by the sudden change y/n wondered what happened with him last night “are you okay? did you eat something strange this morning?”. “no fucking asshole i just… i just wanted to change my behaviour… you know if the straightest line can be curved that means that we can change and it's never too late to do it” y/n just stared at him dumbfounded “are you being serious right now? are you philosophizing over a silly phrase i just made up…ugh fucking corny anyways is free food and i can't say no to that so text me where is it and see you there. i guess..” y/n was about to get off but turned around, stood up and pet jinyoung's head, a slight blush covering his cheeks. jinyoung just stood there watching y/n get off the bus with a smile slowly forming in his face.

#jinyoung x male reader #park jinyoung x male reader #jinyoung x male reader smut #park jinyoung x male reader smut #got7 x male reader #got7 jinyoung #male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x male reader smut #smut #male reader smut

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samantha-rae-velcher · 1 year

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"What I own!"

Mickey milkovich x Fem reader x Ian Gallagher

Requested by: none

Warnings: Polyamerous relationship, over protective Mickey, Mickey being Mickey, Swearing, violence.

A/n: if you don't like the warnings please don't read!

___

Y/n sat on the couch next to lip, all she could hear was Mick bitching upstairs and Ian huffing in the kitchen.

She looked at her ginger and shook her head, he gave her a sideways smile and shrugged. Suddenly Mickey's thundering footsteps came down the stairs.

"I mean am I wrong!?" He yelled, looking back and forth between Ian and Y/n.

"Uh....no." she said.

Mick dropped his arms to his sides.

"You weren't listening were you?"

Y/n stood up and walked towards him, she pulled and straightened his shirt, she reached up and spiked up his hair.

"Uh...no." she said.

"Then why was I even talking?"

Ian chuckled and sat on the couch, he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned into the soft cushions.

"Because you like to talk." Y/n replied with a smiled and gently kissed his lips.

"Alright, if you two will listen....I'm gonna kill a guy."

Y/n's expression changed and Ian tore himself off the couch. He got really close to Mick and made a stern face.

"Who and why?" He asked.

"Some dude at the supermarket, and why do you think."

Y/n gave Ian a confused look, she didn't realize Mick was talking about some guy who made a few suggestive comments about her and what he would do if he got her alone, basically disrespecting the shit out of her.

"Just because some pig doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut, doesn't mean you need to kill him." Ian said.

"No no, when some pig talks like that about MY property." Mick pointed between Y/n and Ian. "I'll hand him his ass on a silver fuckin platter!"

Mickey began heading for the door when Ian and Y/n both grabbed his arms and pulled him back. He pushed them away and literally ran out the door. Y/n threw on her shoes and grabbed the car keys, she didn't know what the hell this was about but shits about to go down.

Ian hopped into the car with her and gripped the seat as Y/n pulled out of the driveway at light speed. Mick was no doubt taking back alleys so the two of them couldn't fallow him, bad news was, they didn't know where the supermarket guy lived.

"Where are we even going?" Ian asked.

"The damn market, the fucker worked there, right?"

"Yeah he was like the manager or something."

Just then, Y/n heard sirens and she looked in the rearview mirror. A cop was right up their ass, Ian spun around and gawked out the back. Y/n slammed on the breaks and ripped the keys out of the ignition.

"Get out, and run!" She yelled.

They bolted down a nearby side street and cut through backyards, finally they arrived at the market and saw Mick heading inside. He went to the office in the back and threw the door open, the manager went to stand but was quickly met with a gun.

"Sit your tub of lard ass back down!" Mick yelled.

"Hey hey hey! Let's not get crazy here!"

"Mickey!" Y/n's voice rang through the store.

He poked his head out and went to close the office door when Ian shoved his way in. The manager sat in his chair just staring at the three in front of him.

"What the fuck is this!?" He yelled. "What? Are you sensitive because I said I wanted to fuck this one like a slut?"

Mickey pointed the gun at him again, at this point Y/n swore she could see smoke coming out of his ears.

"Say it again! I fuckin want you to!"

"Mickey! Stop!" Y/n yelled.

"Ian get her out of here!"

"Y/n come on." Ian went to pull her away, but she yanked her arm from his grip.

She stepped in front of the gun and looked Mick dead in the eyes.

"I'm not doing this for him, I don't want you going to prison, Mickey! Beat this fucker into the ground! I don't give a damn! But don't kill him, that's only gonna get you locked away!"

Mickey hesitated and slowly lowered the gun, he put his hand out to her and motioned for her to come to him.

"Come here, baby."

She smiled and allowed him to wrap his arm around her, Mick held her close and kissed her shoulder. Ian thew an arm around Mickey and kissed his head.

"Gallagher, I want you to get her out of here. I'll make this quick, K?"

Ian nodded and took her hand, Y/n gripped the gun until Mick let go of it.

"I'll be quick, alright." He said as he gently caressed her cheek.

She smiled and left the room with Ian.

The two walked out of the store and leaned against the brick wall, Y/n kept a hold on Ian's hand has the thoughts of what Mick could be doing to that son of a bitch, came flooding into her brain.

About five minutes later Mickey came out of the store, he had blood on his knuckles and a scratch by his eyebrow.

"That fat fuck put up a fight in there, I could've used my gun." He said. Mick wrapped both his arms around his lovers and began strutting up the street.

The three heard police sirens and saw flashing blue and red lights in the reflection of a nearby window, Mick turned around to see what was up when he heard running feet heading in the opposite direction. When he turned back he saw Y/n and Ian bolt around the corner into an alleyway.

"Shit!"

THE END ❤️

I hope you enjoyed

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agirlcandream84 · 6 days

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we need more hc!!!! they're amazing!!!! what about bf!frank when you're mad at him/you two have a fight??? 🤭🤭🤭

Truth is, I'm sorta never not thinking about a next batch of headcanons and you kinda read my mind with the theme! Except I'm thinking of all the times Frank has been mad at YOU.

Times When Boyfriend!Frank Has Been Mad At You

Well, of course, that time your car broke down and his reaction to finding out.

One of the times Frank got mad at you was actually before you even really started dating but that didn't mean Frank wasn't already in deep and when he discovered you hired a Task Rabbit to haul out some old dresser out of your apartment -- he was stompin' down the hall in three steps asking "who's this jerk?" and when you told him he gave you an incredulous look going on about how a "pretty girl like you can't invite some random asshole into your apartment. Gonna get yourself killed like that" before he has you sit in the living room while he tells the confused man that he's got it from here and hauls the damn thing out himself.

Ok so we already know about that time that some dude on a crowded subway car rubbed his junk up against you while you were both smashed in during rush hour but did I mention that you failed to disclose that information to Frank for a week before he overheard your sister ask you if you saw the guy who "rubbed his junk into your ass" again since it last happened. You hear Frank mutter "what the fuck" from the other room before he appears in the doorway and says "Sweetheart, can I talk to you for second?" as he nods his head in the direction of the bedroom. Of course you try to deflect but he's insistent and that's when Frank launches into 1) a check to make sure you're ok and 2) when he's confirmed that you are ok, a lecture about withholding this from him. You try to tell him that you didn't want to make a "big thing" about it because it sadly happens to a lot of women and this only enrages Frank more and he's suddenly mad at All Men™️ for being disgusting assholes and obviously theres very little subway in your future.

Frank somehow got retroactively mad at you for walking home drunk from bars dozens of times in your younger days, before he even knew you. You were telling him stories of your partying days, chuckling at your disregard for good decision making, when you see the smile slide off his face and his signature scowl settles in while he crosses his arms over his chest. "Now hang on a minute sweetheart -- I don't like this shit. You coulda gotten hurt," and you're all "No Frank, I know now, I just--" but he cuts you off, his mind already decided on the next course of action-- self defense classes, taught by yours truly. Your eyes couldn't roll further back in your head but he just says "roll 'em all you want doll-- this ain't negotiable"

There was only one time Frank actually yelled at you -- like he was MAD mad -- and that's when you had gone in search of a cool thrift shop you'd heard about on Tik Tok but walked up to the place and it was inside of an enormous and decidedly creepy warehouse with no particular signage. The address looked right but this place looked all wrong. Against your own better judgement, you went in searching for the shop but it was just endless dark hallways and unmarked doors and the faint sound of men's laughter somewhere in the building. Your heart pounding in your chest, you started to feel incredibly unsafe. You probably weren't in any real danger but the vibes felt so wrong and it was the first time in your life you felt genuine fear. Like the kind that made you think you made a very bad mistake. You finally decided to turn back around and called Frank to come pick you up, bursting into tears. Of course he was there in a flash and vert pissed that you ignored your own instincts. "Your gut tells you to get out, you get out! Jesus Christ sweetheart, I know I taught you better than that." He's right and you know he's right so you're just a hiccuping mess, mad at yourself for being an idiot. Frank can't see you so upset for long so he's quickly tugging you into his chest and murmuring on the top of your head, "S'alright sweetheart. Just gotta listen to your instincts. M'not mad, alright?"

Also that time you accidentally spilled bleach on his favorite hoodie. He was just plain ol' pissed at that.

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estrellami-1 · 8 months

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If I Should Stay

Part 1 | . . . | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15

Steve, Robin, Nancy, Jonathan, and Eddie exchange looks. “Can you tell how long?” Nancy asks.

“Less than a day,” El says, sounding apologetic. “Other than that…” she shakes her head and slips the blindfold off. “I am sorry.”

“You’ve done more than enough, El,” Robin soothes. “Thank you.”

“We have to go after her.” Nancy looks pleadingly at Steve. “You want to save her, too, right? Not just Will?”

“I do,” Steve nods. “I didn’t know how long we’d have. I’d hoped we’d have more time, but it looks like we’ll have to go in twice: once for Barb and Will, and once to kill Vecna.” He looks around the room, focusing on the three boys. “I know Will was the artist, but Lucas, I know you can draw too. If we get you a map, can you find points and direct us?”

Lucas sets his jaw and nods. “I’ll do my best.”

“Okay. Here’s the plan, then: you three, stay here with El.” He looks at Dustin, Mike, and Lucas. “We’ll have walkie talkies, so we can keep in constant communication. El, how long can you stay in that space?”

She looks at him steadily. “I can do it.”

Steve looks at her, then nods. “I trust you. Robs, you’re with me?”

“Just try and get rid of me, Dingus.”

Dingus? Jonathan mouths to Nancy, who shrugs.

“Nance, Jon, and Eddie. You’re with us. We’re getting in and out as fast as we can. If all goes according to plan, we’ll have two more people coming with us on the out. They’ll be weak, but between the five of us, we can and will get them out safely. Robin, you stay here, direct the weapon-making. Make sure I get a bat. I’m going to go get walkie talkies, masks, and a whole lot of first aid supplies.”

“Got it,” Robin nods, then points at Eddie, Jonathan, and Nancy. “You three, with me.” She leads them to the backyard, and Steve knows she’s bringing them to the shed, where his old sports things and various tools are.

He looks to the boys. “Keep working on those plans. We’ll need them for the second attack. El, do you want to rest before we begin?” She considers it, then nods. “Okay. You know where the bed is. I’ll be back in less than an hour, alright?”

She nods and begins climbing the stairs. Steve looks around once more, taking stock, then grabs his keys and walks out the front door.

He gets to the store no problem, walks inside and starts filling his basket. Seven walkie talkies, seven masks, seven pairs of goggles, antibacterial cream, bandages, a suture kit, some ice packs. Two bottles of pain pills. He thinks about it, then makes his way to the front desk, smiling at the employee. “Hey, could I use your phone for a minute, please?”

He looks at Steve, unimpressed, then shrugs and gestures towards it. Steve thanks him and dials his home number.

“Hello?”

“Dustin. Do me a favor and get Eddie?”

“Yeah. One second.”

He hears Dustin yelling for Eddie as he walks outside, then a minute later, Eddie’s on the line. “Hello?”

“Hey, Eddie. I grabbed some pain meds, but I’m wondering if they’re going to be strong enough. I can pay you, but could you…”

“Yeah, no, I’ve got it. And no, dude, you’re not paying me. Not for this. I’ll head home and get them right now.”

“Perfect,” Steve says. “Thanks so much, Eds, you’re a lifesaver.”

“Uh, y-yeah, no problem. I’ll, uh, go now.”

“Okay. I’ll probably beat you back. See you there.”

“See you,” Eddie agrees, and they hang up,

Steve looks around for a few more minutes, finds a package of nails, adds those to his basket and goes to check out.

He’s well aware he probably looks like a serial killer, but he knows from experience the cashier is blindly scanning his items.

His luck runs out when Chief Hopper walks in and ambles towards the checkout counter. Steve does his best to keep the sigh internal. “Chief,” he says, giving him a little nod. The chief returns the greeting, peering over into Steve’s basket.

Steve suddenly becomes very interested in the gum options.

“What’s all this?” Hopper asks, inclining his head towards the basket.

Steve shrugs. “A few different things.” Please accept it, please accept it, please accept it-

“Like what?”

Dammit. “Uh… well, I noticed I didn’t have a first aid kit, and I figured I probably should, y’know? And I wanted to do some work around the house.”

Hopper grunts. “The masks and walkies?”

“Um.” Steve blanks. “It’s for a game with my friends?”

Hopper sighs. “If I get a call from your neighbors-”

“You won’t,” Steve says. Promises.

“Fifty-one sixty-four, sir,” the cashier says. Steve’s never been more grateful to be interrupted.

He pays, grabs his things, and sends Hopper a salute on his way out the door. He notices Hopper watching him as he leaves the parking lot, and he forces himself not to speed on the way home.

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gassydumbjocks · 3 months

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Stupid Like A Jock

"Wait, wait, bros, I have a big one..." PPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRTTTT

After that Adam could only hear that characteristic noise that echoed in his ears and made him roll his eyes feeling nauseous.

"Will they never stop being animals?" He said to himself, as he tried to change into his normal clothes and run away from the locker room as quickly as possible.

Saying the last few days have been hell for Adam is an understatement (not that the rest of days weren't, a pale scrawny nerd like him was the lower class in the hierarchy). especially since all the guys in his class seemed to be starting to take an interest in being part of the football school team, turning into one of those dumb jocks.

Each day that passed, Adam swear he could see a new boy with a varsity jacket, a backward cap, and that dumb laughs and slangs those idiots used, "Bro" and "Dude" being some of the poor few words they would use.

But that wasn't all, as He could tell, the worse was the gym class and locker room time, those places were like punishment for him, surrounded by big animal brutes, bulking, flexing, burping and farting on each others like pigs after they drank those nasty protein shakes.

As he walked out, some bros seemed to notice him, and called him out "Broo, where you going lil dude?" Parker, Quarterback player and leader of this oafs pack smirked and pointed him with a dumb and almost childish look walking to him.

You could say Adam was shorter not just from Parker, if not every boy in that room, reason that made him fear becoming a target for them to tease and torture for their own fun.

"Eh, i-i was just heading out to next class" he stuttered, feeling the stinky B.O. of the jock approaching him, making his best not to gag.

"Haha, nothin' of that bro, you gotta start bonding with real men more, those books and smarts makes you no good" Suddenly, Adam felt two of the other jocks holding each of his arms, Both of them making dumb laughs and obliging him to get just some steps from the alpha athlete.

"No! Let me go! You animals!" He Panicked trying to get them off, just to recieve a Belch from one of them in his face "EWWWWWWW!!!!"

"Give me that shit" Parker ordered one of his sidekick friends, and then he handed him a syringe with a very strange and dubious origin substance, before inyect him in his neck.

"AUUUCH" Adam cried, once the syringe was gone, they got him free, and he rubbed the affected zone "You are a bunch of... BOOOOOOOUUUURRRRRPPP!" A deep hearty belch with an almost animalistic sound came from his gut, he covered his mouth.

"What in the hell did you do to me?!" he asked, and after some seconds, a loud rumble sounded in his stomach, he put his hands in his gut and grunted for the pain.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRTTTTTTTT!

It only made him more embarrased, he tried to cover his ass then, but something felt different, as if his body was being all invaded by something that ran over all his muscles.

"Now bro, this will make you fart and burp all your brains out, you'll be a straigh alpha dude!" Parker announced and all the other Jocks there yelled celebrating in unison.

"NO!" Adam made his best to talk "I wont! -UUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRP! Be a stinky-BUUUUUUUURRRPPPPP!!! Ape like all of you!...

PPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTT

The stinky air formed around Adam, as he all of a sudden let a dumb laugh, like the ones he hated so much from those guys, inhaling the putrid air of his gas, and smiling "Uhh dude, i feel bloated" He said dumbly.

"Its all that protein and tacos you had in lunch bro!, uff, man you gotta quite mexican for a while" He mocked wafting the air with a smirk, patting his back "We have a newbie, boys" He said, and lead Adam out to room, where they would go with the Coach office to inform the new recruit for the school team.

...

After two days, Adam was changing his clothes in the lockerroom, as he drank a bottle full of Protein to prepare for his bulk up session, belching after finishing up the bottle.

He got to the gym with the rest of his team, and fist bump with all his dudes, expect Parker, instead he letted a fat beefy belch rip to him and Parker did the same as they blowed it to both their faces after laughing hard.

#iq loss #male farts #male burp #dumbing down #musk #alpha man

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pinkynana · 1 year

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fwb!haechan x insecure reader

summary: hyuck hasn't fucked you for over a week so you think that he replaced you.

warnings: unprotected sex, creampie, pussy eating, finger sucking, pussy slapping, multiple orgasms, filming during sex unhealthy fwb relationship, reader is in love with hyuck (but it's never really mentioned), degradation, reader referred as "sex toy", afab! reader, mark is their mutual friend.

"we haven't texted, called or whatever other interactions you can think of." you tell mark.

"maybe he's just busy." he suggested but your hand was fast to grab his shoulder fiercely. "bullshit! he fucked me in his lap while doing his assignment."

"i didn't need to know that." mark blinked as you ignored the statement.

"i need dick." you said with a voice probably loud enough for anyone near you to hear which made mark shushed you in a panic manner.

"i'll call him for you."

"no!' you snatched his phone.

"dude, what do you want?" at this point, mark rolled his eyes. you let out a heavy sigh and bumped your head on the table.

"what if he wants to stop? cause like, he got bored or something? i mean, how does one break up with their fuck buddy? is break up even the right term? maybe he found a better pussy haver."

"are you insecure?" mark concluded, which made you suddenly go quiet and look the other way.

"i'm telling him." he grabbed his phone back from you and left you at the library, ignoring the way you yelled his name to come back.

hyuck is in your studio apartment now. mark told him about you being insecure. you're gonna go kill that canadian some day.

both of you were still standing in your doorway. you played with your nightgown, avoiding his eye contact.

"not gonna say anything?" haechan leaned his side on your wall, showing off his confidence. you looked up at him once but immediately looked back down to your feet.

"come in." you turned around to head to your bed but as soon as you did that, hyuck pulled you back around and kissed you hard. and it feels like you've found everything that's been missing in your life. kissing hyuck was as amazing as you remembered. you wished that you could kiss him all the time.

he started guiding your body backwards to your bed. having fucked you on that very bed too many times, he knows his ways of your apartment.

"missed me, princess?" he chuckled and you nodded. "missed you so much." you kissed him again, putting your hands behind his neck to push his lips on yours.

"so much, hyuck. you don't even know." his kisses went downwards to your jaw and neck, giving you new hickeys since the ones he gave you last time had already faded. "miss you too, baby." your back landed on your bed. "spread your leg for me, hmm?"

and you did just that. hyuck cupped your still covered cunt and smirked at how wet you already were. "can't wait, huh?"

but then the air felt a little tight as you made eye contact. "hyuck.." your voice sounded like you were about to crack.

he leaned his forehead against yours. "you need anything?" you don't know how to answer that.

"hyuck." you called him again.

"what?"

a long silence appeared until you finally spoke. "why didn't you talk to me?"

"i was-"

"did you find a new friend to fuck? is she better than me? should i do what she does? i- i don't mind you fucking other people." you lied. "i can get better in sex if you want me to. i just don't want this to stop." you were about to cry at that point.

"baby, no.. no no no no. i'm not fucking anyone." he started kissing everywhere.

"it has nothing to do with you. it's all on me. i'm sorry for not texting or calling."

you wiped away the tear that barely dropped out, feeling pathetic.

"let me fuck you, baby. show you how much i love this pussy. no one else's is better." he crawled down so his face was leveled with your pussy, pushing your legs so that your knees were bent and your dress slipping down. "up, please."

you lifted your hips so he could take off your thin panties with his teeth. he's never done that before and you feel yourself getting more wet at the sight of it. you whined his name when he spits your panties out of his mouth.

"fucking love this pussy." he said before giving it a harsh suck. switching between licking and sucking like it's the best thing he's ever tasted. you felt like you could cum just by the way he remained eye contact while pleasuring your cunt. you knew he didn't want you to look away. so you didn't.

he started biting your thighs to make you crave his touch on your pussy. "hyuck, don't tease me." you pout. he didn't care. he'd tease you all he wants, giving you open mouthed kisses so near to where you needed him. you reached your hand down to pull at his hair and angled your hips to his mouth where you wanted him.

"fucking yourself on my face, huh?" he groaned. "nasty baby." he pushed your hands away from his head and leaned backwards.

"hyuck, wanna cum."

"i know." he slapped your cunt once. "cum while i'm inside you." he started stripping in front of you, making you want to take off your nightgown but he made a rule that only he should take your clothes off during sex.

"turn around for me, baby." so you had your ass up for him, your face in your pillows.

before he did anything else, he took your phone on your nightstand to open your camera app and started recording, putting it back at the night stand. "i'm recording us, alright? so you could remember how much i love fucking you. you'll never think i want to fuck anyone else ever again." He's not asking for permission. he's just telling you a matter of fact.

"okay, hyuck." you didn't mind the recording. it's not the first time anyway. you're almost sure your friends have the video in their hands.

in a blink of an eye, he's inside you and already thrusting himself slowly. you love everything that he does to you. "love this. love it, hyuck." you mumbled into your pillows.

he adjusted his position as he held your waist, pounding into you as if you were his little fuck toy. if he wanted you to, you would. be there for him whenever he has blue balls, whenever he needs to get his dick wet, you'd be there for him.

"harder, hyuck." you begged. that made him lift your upper body so your back would meet his chest, his dick still going in and out of you. "suck it." he had his thumb on your lips so you opened your mouth to let it in.

"good fucking toy." he whispered into your ear as he bit it.

"how could i ever imagine fucking anyone else when i got this amazing pussy already?" he started rubbing your clit to make you cum before him.

"hyuck. feels so.."

"let go, baby. you can do it." with a few more moaning and whimpering, you feel yourself climaxing around his cock. "fuck. so good." his thrusts went faster, chasing his high.

"give me one more, baby. cum with me."

his thumb went out of your mouth so he could kiss you and you took his tongue happily, sucking on it. "gonna cum again, hyuck." you mumbled on his lips.

"that's my good sex toy. you take me so well." and just like that he poured his semen into your cunt. and you came right after.

he was about to pull out when you suddenly grabbed his hand. "no.. want you inside." you whined. he smile before kissing your head, laying beside you as he became the big spoon.

"stay here for the night." you barely said in a whisper tone. "anything for you, my baby."

his warmth was so calming to you that you completely overlooked the fact that he didn't actually explain to you what happened when he didn't talk to you.

#haechan smut #nct smut #nct fanfic #donghyuck smut

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toniiswrld · 4 days

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mx ☆ p.wb - 02

wonbin x fem reader

you bump into a hot guy at a band concert, but what happens when you realize the hot guy is a member of the band?

🎸 cw. foul language

“dude where the fuck have you been? we go on in 15” shotaros already yelling before wonbin can fully walk into the room.

“probably lurking through the crowd again to find his next hookup,” seunghan chimes into the conversation, earning laughs in agreement from sohee and anton.

“ill have you all know i was going to get a drink at the bar, i’m not the slut you guys want me to be so bad” wonbin crosses his arms over his chest, trying (but failing) to beat the slut allegations.

“sure you aren’t wonbin,” eunseok rolls his eyes at the boy, knowing well enough what wonbins true intentions are whenever he’s just ‘going to the bar’

“oh don’t act like you’re better than me, eunseok. didn’t you have some girl over last night?” he scoffs, the attitude he tried so hard to hold back slipping.

“okay first of all, she’s not just ‘some girl’, we’ve been dating for a month now. a concept you wouldn’t be able to understand” oohs can be heard across the room, the rest of the boys suddenly invested in eunseok and wonbins little argument.

“okay mr loverboy, not my fault i don’t wanna be tired down at 22”

“you’re going to let the right girl slip through your fingers if you keep fucking around, wonbin” eunseok doesn’t want to fight, but he is getting tired of his friends bullshit. the amount of girls he’s taken home within the last year was insane, he’s seen some really nice girls lose themselves in wonbin, changing their whole personalities for him, all for him to push them to the side for someone else. wonbin would one day realize his actions have consequences and he’s stopping himself from experiencing romance.

“you guys can argue later, we go on in 5” shotaro sighs as he gathers himself and the rest of the boys to get ready to get on stage. everyone does a quick touchup on their outfits and hair, wonbin keeping his arms crossed up until they get on stage.

eunseok doesn’t know anything, wonbin grumbles to himself as he picks up his bass, squinting as the stage lights turn on and he shakes his thoughts once he hears the uproar from the crowd.

he couldn’t worry about romance when the feeling he got from being on stage was something nothing could ever compare to. he didn’t want to be tied down when he had a crowd to please, and he has endless girls falling at his feet, so why would he stop that to be with just one person?

throughout the show, his mind kept going to the girl he bumped into at the bar. she was so beautiful, her skin glowed in the dim venue lighting and she had this vibe to her that was almost intimidating, but he didn’t want her to walk away. it was alluring, the way you didn’t throw yourself at him like everyone else who likes him, because they knew him already, they know he’s famous. what if once you figured out that he’s part of the band and you lose interest?

he tries to look for you in the crowd, he spots you for a brief moment but your eyes are focused on someone else, and when his eyes travel across the crowd he isn’t able to find you again.

he wishes he had gotten your name, only knowing you by princess, the name he had given you. so all he could do now was hope you would come to more shows, and hope that he would be able to get you alone.

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dizscreams · 1 year

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The Request: “i was thinking this time, maybe a couple? like.. angst fluff with reader x Mindy in one and reader x Ethan in the other. The Ethan could be when he would come to the scene when Anika died and he would see the reader, his girlfriend, seriously hurt and be furious with his father and sister Quinn and it would be angst of him being upset and her trying to calm him and ask to go and just cuddle fluffff.” @violetmacher

Tysm for the requests! I’ll do the Ethan one first, then I’ll get started on the Mindy one later! :)

Two people who need not say goodbye — Ethan Landry ★

PAIRING: Ethan x gn!reader

SUMMARY: You get hurt at Sam’s apartment and Ethans worried what his dad and sister might do to you.

WARNINGS: mentions of being stabbed

You were sitting in the back of an ambulance outside Sam’s apartment where the crime scene was. Chad, Tara, Sam, Mindy, Quinn, Anika, and yourself were all attacked in the apartment last night by Ghostface. Tara was leaning on your shoulder while you were holding your bandaged arm protectively as if something else would happen if you let your guard down even a little bit.

You got stabbed in your arm and your stomach, Anika and Quinn both died, and Mindy got hurt too. The only one who wasn’t there with you guys was your boyfriend, Ethan Landry. He said he had a class to take and you couldn’t help but think the timing was weird. But it’s Ethan you don’t think he could hurt a fly.

Cutting off your thoughts you hear Chad yelling at someone, taking a peak you see Ethan pinned against the news van. You turn to Tara telling her you’ll be right back responding with a nod of her head you walk away and towards the scene.

You grab Chads arm and question him “Hey, what’s going on?”

“Your boyfriend is suspicious. Right when a Ghostface attack happens to us he disappears!”

“I had econ I swear! You can ask anybody there!”

“Fuck dude” Chad muttered with a doubtful look on his face before walking away towards Mindy.

Ethan turns to you and looks at your wounds. His face immediately turns to a concerned and shocked one and he thinks his heart dropped to his feet. “Oh my god- wh.. what happened? Are you okay?” You shake your head and point to the body bags that were towards the trashcans. “Anika- Anika and Quinn died” you start to cry and he looked at you with pity and remorse. “I’m so sorry Y/N” he whispers so gently that you immediately hug him burying your head in his chest.

“It’s not your fault, eth.” Your little sniffles breaking his heart.

“You got hurt didn’t you? Is it bad? Will you be alright?” He asks all these questions cause his mind is going a million miles a minute. He knew who did it, it was his dad and his sister. He suddenly had a dark look in his eyes. How could they? He begged them not to touch you. They weren’t allowed to go anywhere near you.

He felt so much guilt and pain and anger. He wouldn’t allow anything else to happen to you. Even if he had to quit being apart of the plan, he’d do it if it means you’d be safe. He knew how much you trusted him, he was betraying you and he knew it. He could imagine the look on your face when/if you found out he was apart of the killings. He knew it would be revealed eventually but he didn’t want that to happen.

You noticed Ethan was just standing there holding you and not saying anything. He was thinking about something, he seemed upset, he also seemed mad.

“Eth? Are you alright?”

“What? Yeah yeah I’m okay. Don’t worry about me I’m more concerned about you” he said looking down at you.

You slightly nodded then asked him “Can we go back to your dorm? I just need a break from everything for a minute”

“Yeah of course” he gave you a comforting smile while you grabbed his hand and walked to his dorm.

You guys got there and sat on the couch to watch a movie. You were snuggled up on his side and his leg was going up and down with anxiety. You could tell something was wrong but didn’t want to push anything. He seemed so distracted.

Ethan pulled out his phone and started texting Quinn and his dad like crazy. He was so pissed they’d do that to you. His hands were slightly shaking while he was texting, a detail you would only really catch on to if you were paying attention.

You were getting more worried about him at this point so you touched his arm and he jumped back a bit.

“Ethan, can you please tell me what’s wrong?”

“Nothing I’m okay” he gave you a fake smile and you returned it with a very unconvinced look.

“Ethan. I know something’s wrong you’ve been distracted this whole time.” His phone dinged again and again signifying his phone was blowing up. He groaned and put his phone on silent mode.

He slightly bit his lip before he looked up at you, he had barely looked at you this whole time. You had a genuinely worried look on your face. He knew you cared about him and he cared about you too. That’s why this whole thing hurt him so much.

“I’m just- I’m scared.” he started saying and your expression changed to a slightly confused one.

“Cause of Ghostface?”

“Yeah, well I mean that’s part of it but I’m more scared for you.”

“For me?”

“I just want to protect you. I don’t want anything worse to happen I don’t want you hurt again or- killed. You’re such a significant part of my life, do you know that?” He didn’t want to but he was starting to tear up so he looked away from you embarrassed.

“Ethan.. it’s okay. I am okay, I promise! I love how much you care about me and how much you love me. I don’t know what I’d do if we weren’t together anymore, but I know it won’t happen. You wont lose me.” You sounded so confident but he was not so convinced. He knew how his dad and sister were.

He looked at you with a sad smile and tried his best to have hope. You knew he didn’t believe you so you gently leaned in closer to him and he put his arm around you cautiously so he wouldn’t hurt you but also protectively. You loved that about him, how he was so warm and caring but at the same time he’d do anything to make sure you’re safe and secure.

“I don’t ever want to let you go”

“So don’t” you told him with a soft smile.

He kissed your head and you both leaned back on the couch, with a comforting silence gracing over you both. He wanted this to last forever. He never wanted you guys to be apart no matter what his family thought or said. He loved you and he was going to make sure you lived through all of this.

this could be much better (I don’t know why I tend to write late at night it’d probably be better if I wrote during the day?!) BUT ANYWAYS hope you enjoyed and ty all for 100 followers <3

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faghubby · 10 days

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Discovering cock

I opened the bedroom door to see my friend naked. He was getting changed I had not even thought about it. I figured he had used the bathroom. But there he was naked.

"Dude do you have a different suit I can borrow" he asked holding up my spare bathing suit. I couldn't help but notice his cock swinging between his legs. "These are too short" he added. I was wearing the only other suit I owned.

"I guess we could swap" I told him. I grabbed the suit he was holding and went to leave.

"Bruh where you going?" He asked confused. I kinda felt embarrassed. But realized I was being silly. I took off my swim trunks in front of him. And tossed then to him. He bent to put them on and I just stood there watching. His cock was so big I felt myself stirring.

"Here" he smiled pulling the suit down exposing his cock again.

"Mark, what the hell" I shouted.

"Stop" he said like he was ordering a dog. And took the two steps to stand next to me. He grabbed my hand and guided it to his cock.

"That's what you want isn't it?" He said. I was unable to look at him I just held his growing cock. My own dick throbbing as it stood straight up pressing against my stomach.

"You look like you're going to burst just from holding my cock" he said softly his breath now in my ear.

Suddenly there was a banging on the door. "Let's go guys" Kelly my sister yelled.

"Yeah hold on" I shouted releasing Mark's cock as I did. He pulled up the swim trunks and as I bent over to put on my spare his hand grabbed my ass. I jumped almost falling over. He handed me the towels to hold in front of me so no one would notice my erection. As we went to get in the car. I noticed Kelly checking Mark out. Even though Mark was a year younger then her. I felt jealous. Really I wa jealous of my sister checking out Mark. What the hell was wrong with me. Kelly drove, we picked up her friend Jenny on the way. And headed to the beach. It was about an hour drive. He stopped at a gas station close to the beach. And Mark kinda took me into the bathroom. I didn't have to go. But he guided me to a urinal.

"Hold it for me" he said. I looked around terrified. But we where alone. I reach over and held his dick while he peed. After as I washed my hands he pressed up behind me.

"You are such a little gay bitch" he whispered in my ear. I tried to push him away. But he was way bigger then me.

"You want me to make you do it don't you, make you go gay for me" he hissed his tounge darting in my ear. Before he let me go. I rushed back to the car hoping no one saw my erection.

On the beach Mark started flirting with Kelly and Jenny alot. They all rubbed lotion on each other. I spent the whole day hiding my erections. We where leaving and Jenny made some kind of joke about me being shy.

"Paulie, 19 and never been kissed" Kelly told them laughing. Mark jokingly grabbed me.

"Come on now give me a kiss" he laughed. Once again I got hard. As the girls laughed. But didn't notice. But as we continued to the car Mark grabbed my ass. I ran ahead to the car. Mark offered to drive home. The girls taking the back seat. Where soon asleep. Mark grabbed my hand and guided it towards his crotch. I panicked looking back at the sleeping girls. But didn't move my hand. Instead rubbing his thigh and feeling the edge of his cock. For almost the rest of the trip home. Only pulling back when Kelly woke up. Both Mark and Jenny slept over. Mark slid into my bed naked. He pushed up behind me. I felt his cock against my thigh. But just as he did the door to my bedroom opened. Someone kept over to the bed. I pulled away from Mark but played like I was asleep. I heard Jenny giggle. To something Mark did. He got up and went with Jenny. But as he got up he quietly ran his hand across my ass. I heard him sneak into Kelly's room. Curiosity got to me and I snuck out and listened at the door. I could clearly hear not only Mark and Jenny but Kelly as well. Fucking and sucking was all I could guess at.

I rushed back to my room and jerked off. Finally getting the relief I had wanted all day. I didn't stop till I came twice. Then cleaned up and fell asleep. I don't know how long I was asleep but I woke to Jenny's tits pressing into my back as she played with my dick.

"I never had a virgin" she whispered in my ear. But even as she played with me I couldn't get hard. After jerking off twice.

"You don't like me?" Jenny teased.

"No, it's just I um" I stuttered.

"Played with yourself" Jenny teased. "Where you thinking about me?" She continued. "Well such a shame" she giggled and slipped out of the bed. I was so embarrassed I didn't even turn to peek at her naked body. I fell back to sleep. When I got up I headed to the bathroom to find Mark coming out of Kelly's room. Mark had fucked both of them last night I thought in awe. Rather then mad that he had slept with my sister it made me jealous. Was a jealous of Kelly?

Mark grabbed my ass. "Jenny give you a ride?" He asked.

"No, the little pervert wore himself out before I got there" Jenny answered from the kitchen with a smile. Kelly joined us she wore just a thong and tee shirt that didn't quite cover her ass. I was embarrassed seeing my sister like that. Mark grabbed her ass as well and again I was jealous. Not of Mark but my sister. Was I gay? Did I want Mark? I tried to focus on Jenny. Jenny also just wore panties and a tee shirt but her panties covered her ass. Jenny had made us all breakfast. We sat down to eat. And I felt Mark's hand guide my hand to his crotch. I couldn't breathe. What if Jenny saw? But I didn't pull my hand away. Instead my finger traced the outline of his cock. Thru his shorts. After breakfast Mark got up and took Kelly's hand and led her to the bathroom to shower. Jenny just smiled.

"Well guess you got dishes" she told me. And went back to Kelly's room. Kelly and Mark finished and Jenny jumped in the shower. By the time it was my turn the water was ice cold. I didn't look when I got out but Jenny was doing her hair.

"Smaller then I thought" she giggled. As she rubbed against me as she left the bathroom. Kelly drove Mark and Jenny home. Before they left Mark pulled me into my room.

"I might keep Kelly out all day, and the house has to be cleaned up before your parents return tonight" he stated I knew this. They had been away all week. And the house was a mess. "So I would appreciate it if you help your sister out and do her chores" he said his hand cupped my face. Then slid down my neck and shoulder. I bit my lip. His hand pushed me back against the wall and lightly pinched my nipple. I leaned forward and kissed him. I wasn't gay. But I wanted him.

"Good boy" he smiled. "You will do this for me then?" He asked. I nodded. "Make sure Kelly's room gets done too" he told me. Then grabbed my ass. And left me standing there my dick straining in my shorts. Suddenly I was home alone with a whole day of cleaning to get done. I got to work right away. I did the dishes and started laundry. Annoyed I had let myself get trapped into doing all of this cleanup. When I got a text from Mark.

"Do you like this?" It said. It was a mannequin in a pink thong stockings and lacy bra. I didn't answer. He then set me a dick pic. His cock rock hard in his hand he must of been in a public bathroom.

"How about this?" He sent. I just responded with a embarrassed emoji. From his other messages he and the girls where out shopping. I went into Kelly's room to gather more laundry. In the middle of the floor was a pink thong like the one Mark had sent a pic of. It was dirty I picked it had realized it was covered in dry cum. Mark's cum! I gathered up all her clothes and carried then. To the laundry room. I held up my sisters dirty thong to my nose and breathed in. This was so wrong they where my sister's dirty panties. I tossed themmin the washer. And jerked off. Wondering what Mark tasted like, had Kelly sucked his cock, and swallowed his cum, had Jenny. Where Jenny's dirty panties here? I went back to Kelly's room to look. I was naked. Stroking and teasing my cock as I did. I didn't find Jenny's panties. Instead I opened up Kelly's drawer and pulled out a pair of Kelly's clean panties, they where soft, I rubbed myself with them. I put the panties on and rubbed myself thru them. Thinking about Mark and his big cock. I didn't want the sensation to end. Instead I teased myself over and over. Stopping to do chores to calm myself. Then teasing myself again. It became a game I wouldn't touch myself until I finished cleaning something. Then denied myself again until I finished the next task. A few hours passed before I couldn't take it and filled Kelly's panties with my cum. I took them off and curious I tasted my cum from her panties. Suddenly ashamed again I tossed them in the washer. But went and put on another pair of Kelly's panties. I had cleaned the whole house. Then started to wonder about mom's things. I went into my parents room I had not entered their room in years I thought as I snuck around afraid I would get caught even thought no one was due home. Opened my mother's night stand and found a purple vibrator. I picked it up it was big I thought. I played fiddled with it. Turning it on and adjusting the settings. I held it against myself my dick got hard. I thought about Mark's cock rubbing against mine. Then I bought it to my mouth and sucked on the tip. I would suck Mark's cock like this. I told myself. I thought I heard a noise and quickly put the toy back and rushed to ,y room sliding on shorts over the panties. It was nothing. I had finished the whole house. Even folded all of Kelly's laundry. But I kept the pink thong hiding it in my room. Maybe I could wear it for Mark one day. Kelly didn't come home instead had waited till late and gone to the airport to pick up our parents. So when they came home Kelly was even more surprised at the job I had done cleaning up.

I didn't hear from Mark for a few days, till he called and told me he pick me up in 20 minutes. Excited I put on Kelly's thong I had stolen under my shorts then met him outside he pulled up. I jumped in his car. His hand immediately grabbed mine and I reached over and teased his cock thru his loose shorts. I slid my hand up his pants leg as he turned down an old dirt road. Parking at the end.

"Go ahead faggot" he smiled. I was scared but pulled his shorts down pulling his cock out of his shorts. I couldn't look at him instead I took the head of his cock in my mouth. "Such a good slut" he told me. As he just laid back and let me please him. I didn't know what I was doing but I just listened to his moans and breathing. I tasted his precum in my mouth. Then he tensed and came all over my face. The first shot was in my mouth but I gagged. Then the next hit my cheek then my eye. Four maybe five spurts of his seed spilled across my face. I sat up. But Mark was still hard.

"Show me your ass, I bet it's as fine as your sister's" he told me as he opened the door. And led me out thru the driver's door.

"Mark, I" I started but he pushed me over the hood of his car. He yanked down my pants and laughed. He already had some kind of lube. As he pulled the thong to the side and worked a finger in.

"You are mine now bitch" he told me. He worked in a second and third finger. Precum stained my panties. He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his big thick cock. It hurt and I wimpered as he worked it in. But soon the pain changed to desire and I welcomed his long deep thrusts. He didn't stop until he pumped his second load into my ass. He then pulled out and wiped his cock on my shorts.

"You are mine now, I am going to need you to suck my cock everyday" he told me. His hand smacked my ass. I pulled my shorts on there was a large stain of shit, lube and cum on them. As well as the cum leaking out of my ass. Dried cum in my hair and on my shirt. He drove me back home. I snuck back into my house hoping no one would see me. I showered cum kept flowing from my ass. I saw Kelly's razor in the shower. I didn't think I just grabbed it and shaved my pubic hair off. I shaved my ass as well. When I finished I wanted to put panties back on. But Kelly was home. I found myself in the laundry room. My mother's panties hanging on a rack to dry. I noticed a black pair lace sexy. These where mom's? I thought about her wearing them for dad. Their vacation away, did mom suck dad's cock. Did she take it in the ass? I was disturbed thinking about my parents this way. I shoved the sexy panties into my pocket. I was rock hard as I returned to my room. I put on my mother's panties. Then put my shorts back on. I resisted playing with myself. The next morning Mark called again. I rushed outside and jumped in his car. My hands down his shorts before he even turned the corner. He drove me back to his house. I stripped down to mom's sexy panties before he even made it into his room. I was on my knees sucking his cock. Befuore he said a word. I tried very hard to suck more of his cock, I fondled and licked his balls. Before he came. Mark pulled my hair making me stand and bent me over his bed. He again fucked my ass. With a fury. He suddenly pulled out and shoved his cock back in my mputh. I could taste my ass and the flavored lube he had used. As he pumped his seed into my mouth.

"Such a dirty fucking whore" Mark laughed at me. He didn't let me get dressed instead had me just wear my mother's panties. He sits and watches TV. He hints that I should clean up. Make myself useful. So I clean up his house. Wondering when his parents or brother are expected home. As I finish up he pulls me onto his lap.

"You love cock don't you?" He asked. I nodded. Wanting him to fuck me again.

"I invited Gerry over" he told me. I started to panic but he held me on hos lap. "It's okay you can suck his cock too" he told me. I was nervous trying to get away. When there was a knock on the front door then it opened and in walked our friend Gerry, he was actually a year behind us in school. I couldn't look up.

"Paul go show Gerry how much you love cock" he told me. Letting me get up. Gerry sat down on the couch and spread his legs. Without looking him in the eye I crawled between his legs and ran my hands over his crotch. He let me pull his shorts and boxes off. His cock throbbing it was shorter then Mark's but just as thick. I took it in ,y mouth and was soon sucking it down gagging myself. Until he grabbed my hair and held me as he fucked my face then pumped his load down my throat. Gerry then just got up and left. Only then did Mark drive me home.

"You like being my whore?" Mark asked. I couldn't look at him just nodded. "Good you are going to service alot of my friends" he told me. His hand reached over and squeezed my hard dick. I came right then pumping my cum into my mother panties.

Wednesday and Thursday where just him and me once again in the woods then at my house when everyone was out. Friday he had me suck two other guys I kinda knew. But again they where younger seniors in high school I thought. One of them named Ian took a turn fucking my ass. But he did use a condom.

"My little faggot whore, never even kissed a woman have you?" Mark teased after they left and he had me ride his cock. I told him how Jenny had played with my dick.

"Never again, you will never let a woman touch you like that ever" Mark told me. Mark left me alone for the next three weeks, I did notice him pick up Kelly several times. Again I was jealous. But I Aldo found myself going thru not only Kelly's room but my mother's as well, I tried more things. Trying bras,stockings, pantyhose, even a few dresses on. In one of my sessions I even shaved the rest of my body hair off. I found my sister's vibrator and shoved in my ass, bit in my mother's things I found, several dildos, plugs, even furry handcuffs. I tried them all. Before Mark suddenly called me again. I invited him over I got all dressed up in none of Kelly's short dresses.

Mark arrived with Zack he had me suck Zack cock first. I had never seen a black cock never less and uncircumcised one till I sucked Zack. They laughed how Kelly was also their whore just not when she was on her period. Then they used me. Kelly also didn't let them do anal. But I fucked and sucked 7 different guys, that used both me and Kelly for thier pleasure. Over the next couple months Kelly learned about me. She also helped me dress up, and buy my own underwear. Mark bought me a chastity cage, because the guys didn't like my little dick getting hard for them. He told me he would keep mype locked during just my week. But he rarely unlocked me.

By the end of the summer it was impossible to hide that u was a sissy from anyone, my parents at first where upset but soon excepted me. Thinking I was dating Mark. They liked Mark. Jenny helped me get my nails done for the first time.

Everyone knows I am a little gay whore. Except my parents who believe I am going to marry Mark. Who spends more time selling my sister then fucking me.

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nonotnolan · 11 months

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Summer Break Dullahans

I can’t say that I was expecting to respond to somebody’s cry for help at three in the afternoon. The student dorms were already pretty empty, since only one of the three buildings would be open for summer classes, and most people were at home until the summer semester officially started. So when I heard a faint cry of “Can anybody hear me? I need help!” it was easy for me to believe that the guy had been yelling in vain for quite awhile. I wasn’t sure what I expected-- a Freshman who managed to get pinned between the bed and the wall, maybe? I sure as hell wasn’t expecting to see Ben’s detached head sitting on a couch pillow.

No wonder he was yelling for help, he was literally just a head! I walked over and picked him up off the couch, grabbing him on either side of his ears. I thought for sure this was just an optical illusion somehow, but... no, I was holding his entire head in my hands. “Put me down, jackass,” he shouted, trying and failing to wiggle out of my grip. “I don’t need help from you.”

I wasn’t expecting to feel the muscles in his jaw move as he spoke, and I’m a bit ashamed to admit I actually dropped him in surprise. He landed on the couch, at least, but it couldn’t have felt good to land nose-first from that far up. “I’m so sorry, Ben,” I said, as I rotated him back to an upright position. “What happened to you, anyway?”

“You know damn well what happened-- your fucking roommate happened, that’s what,” he said, glaring at me. “I was just watching some Netflix when Grant barges into my room with a goddamn sword. Next thing I know I’m stuck on the couch, and he’s taking away my headless body! He already told me about your plan to steal bodies away from other guys, don’t you fucking dare pretend to feel bad.” Well, that was news to me, but Ben refused to believe a word I said. Not knowing what else to do, I turned on the TV on for him, and leaved the door open so that the next person might be able to find him a bit easier.

Pulling out my phone, I discovered that I’d missed a few text messages from Grant. He said he was waiting for me downstairs in the parking garage with a surprise that I’d have to see to believe. Which... yeah, if I hadn’t managed to stumble across Ben’s detached head, I don’t think that I ever would have expected to see a muscular Grant. He was a great roommate and all, but the dude was maybe 120 pounds on a good day. Given that I was easily twice his weight, the two of us definitely had a weird dynamic going.

Or, we used to, at any rate. The new Grant was almost certainly a lot more muscular than he had ever been before in his entire life. It was hard to imagine the guy who stayed up every night with me to grind rank in League of Legends being able to earn a physique like that. And there was something about seeing his pale head resting on top of Ben’s tanned body that was just far too comical.

“What, is that the only reaction I’m going to get?” he asked, frowning slightly. “Fuckin’ look at me, bro. I’m like some sort of Alpha Male now. You wish you could be a man like me!” He started flexing his arms, causing veins to appear in places I didn’t even know they existed. “It’s okay to be jealous, Eric. You don’t gotta act so modest on my account. I know you’re gay, it’s okay if you suddenly want a piece of this.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sorry if you were expecting me to be completely losing it right now,” I said. “I already ran into Ben upstairs, and he told me... well, what’s left of him told me about what you did. Nice sword, by the way.”

“Well, fuck,” he said, letting his shoulders drop. There was something about seeing him stand there, slouched over, that made him look so much more like the real Grant. “Probably should have slapped his head onto my old body before leaving. I guess on the plus side, I won’t have to work very hard to convince you that this sword is magic somehow. And anyway, I still have another surprise up my sleeve.” He snapped his fingers, and gestured toward a figure who had been standing off in the shadows. Well, most of a figure, at any rate. A headless body, absolutely stacked with muscles, stepped forward into the lights.

“Did you... is that for me?” I asked, trying to make sense of the surge of emotions I felt. Desire. Longing. Lust. Holy hell, I wanted that body to be mine. The shoulders, the pecs, the abs... healthy, vibrant, everything that my current pale and flabby body could never be. Not without more work than I would ever be willing to do. A primal, animalistic Need. And, if I had to be honest, a slight amount of guilt. I’d already saw what Grant had done to Ben. If I made this body mine, I would be stealing it from someone else.

I was utterly entranced. I found myself tracing the ridges of its chest with my fingers, my head utterly swimming in hormones as my manhood rose to its paltry four inches underneath my cargo shorts. “Grant, who did... where did you find him?”

“Nuh-uh,” Grant said, shaking his head at me. “I know you, Eric. You think too much. If I tell you his name, you’re gonna feel bad and you’re gonna try to make it up to him. Fuck that shit. This is all or nothing. You want this body, you don’t get to know whose it was.”

He knew me far too well. I looked back and forth between Grant and the headless muscle hunk that he had procured for me. Did I want it that badly? Would I be able to live with myself afterward? My head tried to argue ethics, but my heart already knew my answer.

I dropped down onto my knees, giving Grant easier access to my neck. He lifted the sword up high into the air, striking down with a massive swing. I felt a sudden lurch as I fell several feet to the ground. I tried to use my arms to prevent myself from hitting the ground, only I didn’t have arms anymore-- my old body was completely unresponsive.

“Hey, wanna know what your new body is gonna smell like?” I tried to protest, but I was unable to stop Grant from lifting up my new body’s arm and shoving my head right into its armpit. The coarse hair brushed up against my nose and lips as the sweaty musk filled my nostrils. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you,” he said, laughing at me. I wanted to be mad, but... he was absolutely right.

“Just shut up and attach my head,” I said, trying not to let him know how much it was turning me on. If I didn’t have an armpit fetish before, I did now. Grant lowered my head into place, and suddenly I had full control over my new, muscular body.

I practically sprinted back inside to find a bathroom with a good mirror. Can you blame me? You could still see the difference between my head’s pale skin and my body’s bronze tan, but I think maybe a lot of people would just assume that I had used tanning spray. Hell, for all I know, my prior body really had used a tanning spray.

A few months from now, the rest of my friends would return from summer break, and I would have to try and convince everyone that I had gained this body naturally. No one would ever believe that I had lost 100 pounds at the same time that my roommate gained 100 pounds. Although... if Grant was planning to keep the sword, maybe he would be willing to hook up my friends with a new body as well?

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