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l1tw1ck · 1 year

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Fuck (Marry, Kill)

You get drugged in the backseat of Kurt's car

Bottom!FTM Kurt Kunkle x Top!Masc Reader

{Request} | AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Stalking, Drugged Sex (Aphrodisiacs), Oral, Car Sex, Squirting, Degrading, Spanking, Daddy Kink, Creampie, Kidnapping

📝 1,213 Words

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"Thanks for picking me up again…uh-" You pause, noticing that your driver’s wearing the same shirt you were wearing last time he drove you.

"It’s Kurt, you know, KurtsWorld96? I drove you la- last week?" He looks at you offendedly.

"No- I- ugh…I just- I have the same shirt."

"Oh yeah, I know." He smiles. You give him a weird creeped out look but don’t press him further. You don’t wanna know. Kurt grabs a reusable water bottle that was in the cup holder and hands it to you, eyes still on the road. "You mus- must be thirsty, have some water."

"I dunno…" You look at the bottle suspiciously. It wasn’t see through so you couldn’t tell if it was really water in there.

"C'mon. Jus- just drink it, o- okay?" Kurt tries to stop himself from losing his temper.

"…Okay." You shrug. It’s not like you had much to live for anyway. You take a big sip of the water, weirdly enough you were kinda interested to see what would happen. The last thing you remember before blacking is Kurt’s weird smile in the mirror.

You finally come to, you shut your eyes tightly as a bright white light overloads your senses. You're so delirious you could barely hear anything either. The only thing you could make out was Kurt saying, "Fuck, marry, or kill?"

You couldn’t even process what he said, you’re completely out of your mind. You’re still in the backseat of his car but your arms are tied behind your back. You don’t even try to move, you’re too fucked up to do anything.

"Fu- fuck?" Kurt blushes. "Really guys?" He looks at the results of his poll.

Someone donates a dollar, the text to speech reads the message aloud. "Don’t act like you didn’t want fuck to win."

Kurt bites his lip. "Well…obviously…" Kurt fumbles with the waistband of your sweats.

A quiet involuntary groan escapes your lips as he finally makes it to your underwear, hand lightly tracing your dick. "You like that?" Kurt laughs creepily. "Should I suck them off, guys?" He looks at the chat, the answer is unanimous. Everyone wanted to see him give you a blowjob.

"Wonder how big your dick is…" He kneels down on the floor and pulls your underwear down excitedly. Your half hard cock flops out, making Kurt moan softly.

He grips your dick, licking it up like it's ice cream. He sucks lightly on your tip, drinking up your pre cum.

"Mm.." You look down at him, bucking your hips up. Kurt's eyes widen, the drug was an aphrodisiac but you should be too weak to do anything. Kurt tries his best not to throw up as your cock continuously attacks the back of his throat. "Fuck.."

The tips of his ears redden from the sounds of your groans. He's always loved your voice and smell. When he stole some of your clothes, he recorded you talking and used it and your clothes to get off. The stream saw the whole thing, from the break in to the heavy breaths he let out after his orgasm.

All his viewers wanted to see him get his brains fucked out, some even wanted to do it themselves.

"Yes—" You roll your head back, your movements jittering as you come. Kurt swallows everything he can before pulling away.

He turns to the chat. "Wha- what next?" His voice is hoarse.

The chat is unanimous, everyone wants you to fuck him.

Kurt bites his lip and turns back to you, his blush illuminated by the LEDs draped around his car. He takes his pants off and gets onto the seats, leaning against the door. He spreads his legs apart, showing you and one of the various cameras how soaked he is while wearing what is no doubt a stolen pair of your underwear.

You watch hazily as he pulls the boxers off, spreading his folds apart before pushing two fingers in. He shivers under your gaze, putting a show on for you.

Your length springs back to life as you practically drool over him. He keeps his eyes locked on your face while yours are focused on his dripping cunt.

He slowly pulls his fingers out then crawls over to you. With his back facing you, Kurt lowers himself down onto your cock. He moans like a whore as you fill him up, he's been waiting for this.

You wiggle out of your restraints, which were lazily tied together, and grip his waist tightly. He wraps his arms around the headrest and looks back at you, a dark and lustful look on your face that makes him tremble.

You're out of your mind right now and all you can think about is how good Kurt feels around you. You buck your hips up into him while bringing his body down to meet your thrusts.

Kurt bites his lip and grins, if it weren't for the fact that he parked in the middle of nowhere, everyone would be able to hear his slutty moans. He glances over to his phone, his stream has over 50k viewers now.

He makes a peace sign and widens his grin, his pose starts to falter when your cock rams against his g-spot. "Ooh- fuck~!"

Your movements however, never falter, even when he squirts all over the seat and car floor. Kurt didn't understand how powerful the drug was until now. Even despite how cramped it is, you're still fucking him so damn roughly.

"Shit- shit-" He hugs the headrest tightly, drool dripping down onto the seat. "Holy sh- shit~"

The chat is flooded with degrading words, slut shaming Kurt and calling him names like whore and slut. He turns back to you, wanting to hear those words come out of your mouth.

"Da- daddy~!" He moans, hoping to provoke something out of you.

You groan, somehow slamming into him harder. "Mmh-" You spank him.

He gasps, his eyes shooting wide open. "Fuck!" Kurt grins. "Again- fuck— spa- spank me- again!"

You spank him again. "slutty little bitch.." You mumble.

"Aah~! Yes- 'm a slutty bitch, daddy–" Kurt bites his lip and causes it to bleed, coming once again.

You dig your nails into his hips before coming, filling him with your load. It's so much that Kurt's convinced you've been abstaining.

Kurt looks at his phone with hazy vision, seeing '100k viewers'. "Tha- thanks you guys." He makes a goofy smile, his hand shaking as he makes a peace sign.

You pull out of him and sit down, coming back down to earth. You hear Kurt talking in the background while you're trying to put all the pieces of your memory together, trying to make sense of it all.

Kurt turns off the stream and grabs his (your) underwear, pulling it up to save whatever cum hasn't fallen out of him and climbs into the driver's seat. "I'll take you home now."

You make a noise in response and lean into the car seat, drifting off to sleep.

You wake up half an hour later and look around. "This...where are we going?"

Kurt laughs. "Home."

"This isn't where my house is.."

"Oh no, I meant my home. We're going to my house."

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kittyamore0 · 1 year

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Slashers find out their S/O has killed:

[Part 3]

Cw: blood, murder, sexual themes, GN! Reader, blood kink, sex mentions

CHARACTERS: Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Bubba Sawyer, Kurt Kunkle, Patrick Bateman, Hannibal Lector, Normal Bates

BO SINCLAIR

He was trying to lure in victims into his house for Vincent to kill

"Let me help you with that,"

BAM!

Blood splatters all over him

"THE FUCK-"

He's absolutely shocked

The hell did you come from?

"Sorry, Baby Bo."

He's finally staring at you, and you're holding a goddamn bat

A bloody bat.

Theres blood on him.

And it belongs to the person he was trying to lure in...

click. He could quite literally hear that noise as it finally clicked in his mind about what you had done

You just killed the person he was trying to lure in...

"H-HOLY SHIT!-"

"Y-YOU JUST?!-"

"WHERE DID YOU?!-"

"HUH?!"

He's just staring at you while you wipe the blood off his messy, bloody shirt

He snaps out of his daze when you land quick peck on his chapped lips

And where you this hot...?!

Needless to say, hes was very shocked and confused.

He still is, but hes come to an acceptance that you also kill people

LESTER SINCLAIR

"Les, i got something!"

"coming!"

He hopped in the truck and ruffled your hair

"Good job! What animal did you get?"

"You'll see~"

What in the hell did you mean by that.

He shrugged it off and let you drive

He noticed that the closer you guys got to your catch, the animals did in fact NOT look like animals

It looks like two people inspecting 4 dead bodies

wait,

WHAT THE FUCK-

Blood spilled all over the car windows

You just sat there laughing

When he got into the truck, he was expecting you got a roadkill

NOT FUCKING 6 HUMAN DEAD BODIES

He's shocked, he will not get over this

"O-oh, well, i have a killer S/O. That's nice..."

He's trying to rethink his life while you're just sitting there hugging him with dead bodies in front of the car

BUBBA SAWYER

He had just come back from chasing around a group full of boys and girls

He was very upset

He only managed to get 3 out of 6!

the other 3 went missing

He just assumed they had escaped

Though, there was no trail that they had escaped

Which confused him greatly

He noticed you cutting up something

Then he saw three heads and one alive chicken

Just what he needed

Some nice dinner

Wait.

Where'd you get those heads?

WAIT WERE THOSE THE OTHER THREE?!-

"Hey, Bub. These rascals were running around the house, and i wasn't going to let them make a mess here."

He's silent for a minute

"Bub? is something wrong?-"

You yelped when he picked you up and hugged your body against his

Happy babbling from him

KURT KUNKLE

Lets all be honest,

You both would use both of you're craziness to get fame

You would wear a mask while filming yourself stabbing someone

He would pretend that its special effects

Only on Halloween since its more believable

Has you hiding in the trunk of the car so you can pop out and slit the persons throat

Will actually laugh at this

He'll do those couple challenges with you after you'd just killed someone

Just watches you as you kill one of his passengers

Will automatically say 'no' if someone asked for help

He'll start driving crazy fast just to scare the passengers

Not too fast where the cops had to stop him though

He first met you when you were robbing a convenience store

You had a mask on and a gun held in your hand

He was confused on how the police hadnt come yet

That was until he saw that the cameras were shot down

You had killed almost everyone and was money and some snacks

You noticed his figure standing there, so you pointed your gun at him

"Woah, woah! Lets calm down now, alright?"

You held your gun down

You thought he was cute

He was your type

So, you just hopped over the counter and grabbed him

"W-wait, where we going?!-"

You ran out of the back door and into an alleyway

You took off your mask and put your index finger to your lips

He thought you was mad cute

"U-uh, so, whats your n-name? im Kurt-"

"Shut up, and move faster."

PATRICK BATEMAN

He honestly would not care

Oh, you kill?

Well, he kills too!

He would most likely team up with you, his S/O, to get rid of people who annoyed him

He thinks you're attractive when you kill

Sex after you or him had killed

He would literally go DOWN on you

slight blood kink

But doesn't like it when you have someone else's blood on you while you two are getting intimate

Doesn't like someone else's blood on him either

So, he'll shower or have you shower first

And after that, he'll pull out that knife and make little nips and cuts on your body

One way of him marking you

He'll show you off even more

He honestly knows if someone tried flirting with you, they'd be gone

And not because of him

HANNIBAL LECTOR

He came home and couldnt find you

He had checked everywhere in the house, except for one place

The garage

He opened the garage door to see you holding 2 huge bagged items

And 4 un-bagged...

Human bodies...

And 3 chickens

"Han! We ran out of food, so i got what you liked and something for me as well. Do remind me, which organ do you like best?"

He was shocked to say

But he quickly got over it

"Any is fine, dear."

He had a sincere smile plastered on his face

This made him feel more secure about you

His S/O went through the trouble to make him dinner that fits his interesting taste?

How...

Lovely.

He would have to find out a way to repay you

NORMAN BATES

He liked you. A lot.

But his mother didnt

At first.

You stepped into the bates motel with someone else with you

Norma, Normans mother, was already judging you

Norma took over when you went into your room with that other person

He made it towards your room, in front of your door

Then he heard screams

Norma was absolutely shocked

He used the master key to open the door and saw you murdering the other person you had come into the motel with

Norma took a liking to you

Someone who was like her son...

She didn't like the thought of her son, Norman, around people like you

But you were an exception

Norman had also liked you

The next day, Norman had took it upon himself to talk to you

Norma had encouraged him too

"H-hi, Im-Im Norman."

"Hello, Norman."

He fainted.

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pasukiyo · 2 years

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If you still do requests I would like a smut one with Kurt! One where Kurt and the reader get touchy with each other and all riled up while Kurt is driving a passenger. And as soon as he drops the person off, he fucks the reader in his car

𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲.

— kurt kunkle x f!reader

warnings; unprotected sex, degradation, reckless driving lol, slapping, kurt kunkle

a/n; FINALLY my first kurt fic! the chokehold he has on me— sorry it took so long to get to your request, i’m just now finally starting to get back into the groove of writing so i hope this makes up for it!

word count; 2.4k

“kurt,” she purred, leaning over the center console, her face mere inches away from his. she watched as his adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed, tightening his grip on the steering wheel whilst he took a left turn. “you look cute in a bucket hat. you should wear one more often.”

kurt didn’t dare look her way, instead choosing to glance at the camera attached to his window, cocking an eyebrow at the flood of comments coming through. he glanced back down to his gps, glimpsing at the passenger in the back seat through the rear view mirror. “got plans tonight?” kurt ignored her to ask the man in the backseat, and she slumped down in her seat, narrowing her eyes over at her boyfriend as the man behind her replied.

she couldn’t have cared any less.

“where’d you get this shirt?” she questioned, pinching the sleeves of his long sleeve. “i’ve never seen it before. you look sexy,” she purred, giving his bicep a squeeze. kurt swallowed again, once again glancing over to the comments of his live stream.

“i have cameras set up, by the way,” kurt blurted, looking over his shoulder at the passenger and gesturing to the cameras. the man nodded, “i noticed.”

“yeah. it’s for safety. yours and mine.”

“right. cool. got it.”

she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest as she spared a glimpse over to the gps. five more minutes left until she and kurt would finally be alone.

“kurt,” she purred again. “i missed you, didn’t you miss me?“ she watched his jaw tense, the corner of her lip tugging up into a smirk. “couldn’t stop thinking about you all day. were you thinking about me too, kurt?”

“stop it,” he murmured beneath his breath in warning, sparing a brief glance. she pursed her lips, “stop what, huh?” she eyed the way his jaw tensed and the ball in his throat bobbed when he swallowed yet again, white-knuckling the steering wheel. “is everything alright, kurtie? you look a little… tense.”

“stop it,” he warned again, murky brown irises narrowing in warning. she squirmed in her seat beneath his gaze before he tore it away, glimpsing at the camera beside his head. “what’s wrong, kurt? do i make you nervous?”

kurt furrowed his brows and glared back over to her, slamming on the brake just before the stop sign. the passenger in the back surged forward, thrusting his head into the back of her head rest.

“what the fuck!” the man shouted, and she cocked an eyebrow, turning to face the stranger in the backseat. “fuck this. last time i use this goddamn spree app,” he grumbled, tugging at the door handle. “hey, let me the fuck outta here!”

kurt pursed his lips together as his fingers fumbled to unlock the car, jaw clenched, eyes dark— he looked nefarious. the man pushed his way out of the car before slamming it, trudging his way onto the sidewalk to walk the remainder of the way to his destination, but not without making a show of giving kurt his one star review.

she blinked.

kurt only sighed as he put the car back into drive and slammed his foot down onto the pedal, making the car lurch forward, nearly hitting another car in the intersection. “kurt,” she tried to stifle her snickering. “are you mad at me?”

silence.

“aww, kurt, i didn’t mean to scare your passenger away,” she pouted, leaning back over the center console to drape an arm around his, batting her eyelashes up at him. “you know that, right?”

silence.

she clenched her jaw— she hated being ignored, and he knew it. she tugged at his bicep, her fingers trailing down his arm until they met his as they rested on the gear shift, caressing the back of his soft hand. “kurt, are you actually—“

“god, will you just shut the fuck up for once?”

oh. so he really was mad.

her body tensed at the realization and she cowered away from him, nestling herself back into her seat as kurt approached a stoplight, not even caring to stop for the red light. she gasped as they sped through the intersection, just barely avoiding an accident and she twisted in her seat to glimpse back at the honking car behind them, watching it slowly grow smaller and smaller in the distance. “fuck, kurt, you can’t do shit like that!” she scolded, sliding back down into her seat and narrowing her eyes over at him. she eyed the way a shadow casted over his face when he turned, his gaze darker and mischievous as ever.

“i’m sorry, did i scare you?” he mocked. “are you mad at me?”

she crossed her arms over her chest and shifted her position in her seat, and suddenly, she felt smaller than ever, heat pooling at her cheeks and engulfing her into flame. “i got a one star review because of you,” he continued. “because you can’t stand not having your stupid pussy filled for two seconds.”

she felt herself shrivel further into her seat, and she suddenly had a fascination with the passing lights outside her window. the moon in the sky snickered down at her, its lips curled up into a crescent as kurt swerved the car to the right, driving them further into the trees, deeper into the night. “where are we going?” she managed to ask, although she winced at how pathetic and weak her voice sounded.

kurt rolled his eyes, “what? you came here to be a whore, didn’t you?” the lump in her throat bobbed when she swallowed, and she snapped her head towards him as the car came to an abrupt stop. he fumbled around for the remote to the lights in his car, the purple morphing into a deep red.

what a tease.

“i’m just giving you what you wanted,” kurt murmured softly, reaching out to caress her cheek, the pad of his thumb soothing over the high of her cheekbone. she blinked, but found herself leaning into his touch, her lips quivering when his skin ran over them. the tenderness was all but fleeting, however, for in the next moment, he gripped her chin, his fingernails burrowing into her cheek as he tugged her face forward, his hot breath fanning over her skin. “to be fucked like a whore, in front of everyone.”

she watched as kurt turned towards the camera in his windshield, flashing his signature cheeky grin as he held out a peace sign with his free hand. she furrowed her brows as she desperately tried to catch a glimpse at the camera, mortified by the way the idea of being watched by who knows how many people only added fuel to the fire of her arousal. “don’t forget to hashtag the lesson,” kurt announced to the camera before his attention was back on her, his gaze suddenly dark again. “now get your ass in the backseat and strip.”

he ripped his hand away from her face, smirking at the tears that had since brimmed her eyes, mocking his pity. “poor baby, did that hurt?” he pouted. “we’ve hardly scratched the surface, are you sure you’re gonna be able to take it?” she’d never ever felt so pathetic as she frantically nodded, turning to grip onto the back of her seat, crawling into the backseat as he watched. she flipped back over to face him, suddenly aware of just how many cameras kurt had set up in his car— and she hated the way she could feel her clit throb between her legs.

“go on, give us a show,” kurt’s lips curved into a mocking smile as she toyed with the hem of her t-shirt. she gulped as she— slowly— pulled it up over her head, shivering when the car’s air hit her skin. her eyes locked with kurt’s when she reached behind her for the clasps of her bra, and he raised his eyebrows at her, urging her to go on. she flushed as she unhooked the clasps and guided the straps down her arms, letting the lace fall to the floorboard, glancing back up to kurt, suddenly conscious of the fact that she didn’t know just how many people were watching her expose herself on camera.

“i thought i told you to strip?” kurt tilted his head in question. “come on, don’t leave us hanging. take off the rest.”

“kurt—“ she whimpered.

“do. it.”

she squeezed her thighs together at the sound of his voice so low and raspy, no longer feeling apprehensive as long as he looked at her like that. she lifted up her hips as she tugged her pants down her legs, her panties soon joining the mess of clothes on the floor of his car. the corner of kurt’s lips tugged up into a smirk as he climbed his way to the back, his palm soothing just above her clit, his irises searing her skin with heat. “look at you. so wet for me, huh?” he cooed, his middle and forefinger teasing up and down her slit, coating his digits with her slick. “such a slut, got all wet for the camera and everything.”

her teeth sunk into the flesh of her bottom lip and her eyelids fluttered closed at his touch, already feeling lightheaded. soft mewls slipped past her lips as he teased at her pearl, smiling down at her pathetic state.

“stupid, filthy slut.”

smack.

her body jolted and her eyelids snapped shut at the sting on her cunt, her thighs instinctively squeezing his hand where it gripped her mound. with his other hand, he pried her legs back apart, his palm slapping back down onto her pussy, leaving a bittersweet ache in its wake. “you’re like a damn dog in heat, so horny that you couldn’t even wait five minutes for me to drop off a passenger,” he sucked air between his teeth with a tsk as he gave her cunt a couple of more swift smacks. “such a dirty, little whore.”

he hadn’t given her so much as a warning before he buried two fingers into her sex, and she moaned as she throbbed around his digits, writhing as she adjusted to the size. kurt couldn’t bring himself to be patient, not when she looked this damn good and filthy. his pace was brutal, his fingers already curling and daring her to reach her end with each thrust. she couldn’t even bring herself to care anymore that so many people were watching when his fingers felt this good.

her fingers clasped around his wrist as her toes curled and her back arched, her lips falling agape to allow her sounds to permeate the car. “oh, kurt!” she cried when he hit that spot deep inside of her. “fuck, fuck, fuck! i wanna come, please let me come.”

kurt pursed his lips together and grunted as he slammed his fingers harder and faster into her, cradling the back of her head with his opposite hand and pulling her forehead against his. “do it, bitch. come all over my fingers.”

and she lost it.

she gushed around his digits, but still, kurt didn’t stop. and he wouldn’t until he was sure he had milked her dry, until she was a panting, writhing, crying little mess.

finally, he pulled his fingers away and he watched as she clenched around nothing, whimpering at the feeling of no longer being full. kurt brought his fingers up to his mouth, letting just a drop of her nectar onto his tongue with a hum. his eyes found hers through the cloudiness of her orgasm as he licked his fingers dry, his opposite hand giving her pussy a few gentle taps. “so pretty for me,” he purred as he tugged down both the waistband of his sweats and boxers just far enough for his cock to spring free of its restraints, and she whimpered again as he gave it a few tugs. he tilted his head, “what? don’t you want to be fucked like a slut? isn’t that what you wanted?”

her bottom lip jut out into a pout, “m’— m’ tired,” she whined as she felt the tip of his cock prod at her entrance, and despite her words, she felt her clit ache with lust, her cunt clenching around nothing in anticipation. “yeah? you’re tired?” kurt cooed as he cradled the back of her head again, giving her lips a soft, chaste kiss. she nodded against his forehead, humming against his lips.

once again, the tender moment was fleeting.

“i don’t care,” kurt growled as he snapped his hips forward, filling her up all at once. she felt like her eyes would pop out of their sockets at any given moment, her nails burrowing into the fabric of his long sleeve, her head falling back onto the seat behind her. “kurt!” she squealed as he pulled back out only to slam back in again, tears sliding down her cheeks when he bottomed out. “you’re going to take what i give you, you hear me?” he husked as he set his pace, animalistic, almost inhumane.

he fucked her until her mind became mush, until all she could bring herself to think or to say was “oh, kurt,” until his name practically came out with every breath she took. kurt kunkle may have seemed awkward and strange to most— and he was— but only she ever got to see this side of him, his secret, dirty, dominant side.

well, she and all the other thousands of people watching.

“shit,” kurt whimpered as his thrusts became sloppier, feeling her clench and gush around his cock once again. he was close— dangerously close— and they both could feel it. she clenched around him again to give him that final push, and he was done for.

he spilled inside of her aching, throbbing cunt, painting her walls white as he fell on top of her, both trying to chase air back into their lungs. she clawed at the white fabric of his shirt as he pulled out, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. her chest heaved as she breathed, and she gazed over to one of the many cameras he had set up in the car, her fingers weaving through the mangled mess of umber tresses atop of his head.

“kurt?”

“hm?”

“just how many people are watching your stream right now?”

she could feel kurt’s smile against her neck.

“don’t even worry about it.”

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eudaem0niic · 2 years

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first time ~ kurt kunkle x reader (28k reads on wattpad!!🫶)

pairing: kurt kunkle x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, smut, mild pain kink, female receiving oral, penetration, gore, language

wc: 5.1k

note: this is an ongoing fic, updates might be added slightly later than wattpad updates (username: eudaemonic)

Backstory

You and Kurt met on a late night spree drive home. You had had a rough night, in which your boyfriend dumped you with the last words he said to you being "I don't regret cheating, fuck you", so you weren't really looking for anything. All you wanted was to go home and sleep off the post breakup slump you were experiencing.

Kurt, who at the time was your driver, seemed to continuously stare at you and, even in the dimly lit car, you could see in his eyes that it wasn't a malicious stare, nor a creepy stalker stare, it was more like something he saw triggered an emotion he'd never felt before. To him it felt euphoric, almost unreal. But in between his spurts of glances, he noticed the hurt in your face, or maybe he just saw the mascara which, unbeknownst to you, was streaked down your face. "Hey, are you- are you okay? Its just from here it looks like you've been crying.." He let out a short, almost relieved breath. It was as if he was trying to talk to you for a while but only just built up the confidence to do so. You let out a short chuckle. "Not really. My boyfriend cheated on me, then ditched me." He looks back with a frown. "Oh shit, he sounds like a dick. You don't deserve that, your like, insanely beau- i mean, your crazy pretty, he must not know what he's just lost." He stops at the red light, turns to look at you and gives a kind, inviting smile. You finally get a full view of his face, and he's cuter than you expected. His hazel eyes were half hidden by his even browner hair which, although was quite greasy, was styled in a way that cradled his face shape. His smile was slightly lopsided, giving him an almost cartoony image. And so far, he seemed like a kind-hearted and warm person. You smiled. "Thanks, your pretty cute too, Kurt." At this his face turned bright red, he had never been complimented before.

Conversation ceased from then on, until you wiped your smudged mascara and tears, since your surprisingly attractive driver had changed your mood, and climbed into the front. You caressed his now speckled pink cheek, then held his hand, which was on the gear. "So, Kurt.." You made eye contact and smiled at him to reassure the anxious look he gave you. ".. do you have a girlfriend by any chance?"

Six months in

You step up to your door, rummaging in your bag for your keys after a long day of work. You didn't expect Kurt to be there because even though he has a key, he rarely uses it since he doesn't live with you and you are normally in when he comes around. He also frequently works weekdays quite late, so seeing him dashing around cleaning for whatever reason came as a surprise. Upon hearing the door open, he looked up and grinned. "Oh hey babe!" He says ecstatically as he runs up to you to hug you. The height difference between you and him means he towers over you when he hugs you, sometimes he even picks you up. You hold on tightly to his waist as he too grapples onto you. You take a moment to inhale his smell. As always, he smells of cherry vape and aftershave. "I missed you so much." He says with a devoted tone. You chuckle. "Kurt, baby, you saw me yesterday. But i missed you too." You look up at him and smile while he kisses your forehead.

"Hey, I-uh, thought maybe, if you're not busy, we could go out tonight? Like- ...like a date? It's okay if you can't it's just.. your favourite movie is on in the drive-in tonight, I thought you might wanna go see it?" You smiled at his thoughtfulness. He's the only guy you've dated who hasn't just used you for your body. "Absolutely." His face lit up with glee, and he ran to grab his outfit that he had already planned. "Now I'm not dressing too casual but not out-to-dinner type fancy either. I bought us some matching stuff but you don't have to wear it if it's too cringey or anything, love." He walked out of the bedroom with his outfit and the matching accessories he got you both, which were a handbag for you and a matching belt for him. You gasped in awe at how pretty the bag was. It was a lilac leather bag with golden chain handles, and the belt was the same lilac leather, but with the gold chain on the side. "Oh Kurt, you really didn't have to! I love them, and you." You stand on your tiptoes to kiss him but he notices your struggle and intention, and he picks you up in a hug. Your legs grapple around his waist, while your hands go through his hair and you kiss him. His arms around you hold you tighter as to make sure he doesn't lose his grip on you. You place your head on his shoulder, and wrap your arms around his neck. Thankfully, he gets to the sofa before starting to lose balance. He runs his fingers through your hair before he lays down, with you laid on him.

There are thousands of thoughts running through both of your heads, majority of these thoughts were similar. They consist of mainly how lucky you both believe you are for meeting the other. It's a perfect relationship, you both found each other in hard times which you helped the other get through. Once Kurt admitted that before he met you, he was in fact planning a fame-seeking killing spree, which was a lot to take in, considering how innocent and kind he is to you. For Kurt, all of this was new. You were his first girlfriend, first person to compliment him, first non-family member to hug him, first kiss and maybe, he hopes, the girl who he has his first time with. He is the happiest he's ever been when hes with you, and you are all he ever thinks of. He zoned back in from his thoughts, and noticed you were asleep. "The movie isn't till late anyways." so he set an alarm, wrapped his arms around you and slept.

The drive-in

As Kurt turned into the parking lot, you saw the adverts on the large screen. You hadn't seen your favourite movie, Labyrinth, in a long time. You barely even recall telling Kurt it was your favourite movie. He pulled into a perfect spot, and pulled out some food from the back of the car. "I brought your favourite foods too, babe." He smiles, proud of himself for planning all this secretly. You smile back, to make sure he knows you are proud too. He isn't the greatest for understanding positive expressions other than a smile, just a symptom of his childhood neglect. Although it was forecast to be warm, it was surprisingly cold. Upon one of Kurt's frequent gazes at you, he notices you shivering. "Here, you can come sit on my lap if you want, hon." You climb over the things in between you and him, and sit on his lap. He wraps his arms around you, and rubs his thumbs against your waist in circular motions. His cold but smooth lips collide with your neck, and he makes a few marks before laying his head on your shoulder. He chuckles. "How did i get so lucky? It's insane." this makes you blush, and butterflies hit the sides if your stomach vigorously. You share the same viewpoint, it was as if he was destined to be working late the night you tumbled into his spree.

You were an hour and twenty minutes into the movie when you felt something against your thigh. "Um.. Kurt? Is that.." You turn around to see his deeply embarrassed face. "Oh babe don't get embarrassed!! Its okay, it's natural, nothing to be ashamed of. I'm not gonna judge you, it just sorta shocked me." You give him a reassuring smile and turn your back to the movie to hug him, trying to calm his embarrassment. "I-i'm sorry if i made you uncomfortable, i didn't mean-" you stop him from saying any more. "Kurt, love, its natural. You didn't make me uncomfortable, nor do you need to apologise." He sighs, as if letting out the shame he felt. He hugs you back tightly, then looks at you and says, "Do you wanna.. go back to your seat? You don't have to, its just.. y'know.." you chuckle. "Baby I told you it doesn't matter, it happens. I'm staying here. You give nice hugs." He lets out a smile you've never seen before. It's like a smile of acceptance. He's never been given this much reassurance over anything. He really loved you, it was something irreplaceable. You turned back around to watch the movie.

By the end of the movie, it had went down. You knew bringing it up again would embarrass him, so you forgot it ever happened and held his hand as he drove back to your house.

The sleepover

When you both got back to your house, you and Kurt sat down together. He went to check his phone, and upon opening it, furrowed his brows. You looked at him in concern. "Babe, what's wrong?" He lets out a sigh of frustration and says "Shit. It's my parents. They're arguing again." You look at him in disbelief. "Holy shit, its been happening so much recently hasn't it? Are you sure it's safe to go home? You can maybe stay here if you'd like? We haven't had a sleepover yet." His face lit up again. "Yeah, thats a good idea baby." You smiled wide, and hugged him tightly.

You and Kurt had never spent a night together mainly because, even though Kurt is a grown adult, his dad Kris refused to let him. This time was only different because he had reasoning, and it may well be the first of very few unless Kris changed his opinion on it.

After a while of cuddling on the sofa, Kurt went to have a shower. His hair got shockingly greasy very quickly, so he had to have a shower on the morning and on the night to minimise the amount of grease. While he was in the shower, you decided to take your tights and underwear off. You had a large waist, and everything was always tight. You didn't think anything of it, as its what you normally do when you get home from a night out. It wasn't long before Kurt came back in from the shower and sat next to you again. You laid your head on his shoulder, and he put his hand on your thigh. He once again did the circular thing with his thumb, he knew it gave you butterflies. You stared up at him. "Kurt.." He looked down at you, curious. You led your eyes to your tights and underwear on the floor, then looked back up at him. There was a silence as you read the gobsmacked expression on his face. He wasn't sure what to say. You put your hand on top of his, which was still on your thigh.

"You- you want me to..?" He stuttered, still almost completely speechless. "Yeah Kurt, I do. If you want to of course-" He cuts you off as he pulls you into a passionate kiss, while slowly sliding his hand up your thigh. He props your head on the arm rest while he turns you into a laid down position. His hand slowly but surely reaches your clit, placing pressure on it that makes you squeal, although it was muffled because of the fact that your mouth was still covered by Kurt's. For a virgin, he was surprisingly good. He was about to move his hand lower when you pulled back from the kiss and said, almost breathless, "Not here," you panted, "bedroom." You went to get up, but he slid one hand behind your back, and one under your legs and carried you there.

He dropped you on the bed and leaned over you. He pulled you in for another kiss, then he slowly went lower. He reached your neck and paused for a few seconds. You knew what he was doing immediately. He was leaving his mark on your neck. He then proceeded lower, and when he reached your chest, he began to unzip your dress. You got the message, and helped him pull it off, as well as your bra. You were now fully naked, while Kurt was simply shirtless. You were contemplating undressing him, but decided he would do it in his own time. He started lowering his lips again, reaching your breast. While he kissed the right one, he cupped the other in his hand and gripped it tightly. You let out a quiet moan, which shocked you. He lifted his head and chuckled in a low tone. "Pain slut, huh?" It was you this time who was speechless. You'd never seen this side of him, you didn't even know it existed. But you liked it. He smirked, and continued. As he reached your groin, you held on to the bedpost tightly. He was a virgin, but you could tell from what has already happened that what was about to happen wouldn't portray that in any way.

You felt his warm breath hit your clit. It was a strange sensation, almost like a tingle. He looked up at you lustfully with a smirk painted onto his pale pink lips. He looked back down at you and slowly went downwards, continuing to kiss your groin. It only took a few seconds before he reached you, soft moans roughened as he went from kissing to licking. His tongue seemed like less of a virgin than Kurt himself, it guided its way around your folds, hitting all the most sensitive areas with raw vigour. There was a fine line between the skill level of oral. On one side, there was being so terrible that it seems like you are just struggling to find the actual opening, and on the other side it's like theres a map of the folds engraved into your mind. Kurt was, surprisingly, the second one. You gripped tighter onto the bed frame as his tongue confidently wrapped his way around your folds and down to your entrance. His tongue mimicked the circular motion his thumb was doing on your hips and thigh earlier in the night, and it had just the same effect on you. "God. You are-" you were cut off by your own moans, "-you are good for a virgin" while saying this, you let out what you could of a laugh. His eyes came upwards to look at you, still making circles inside of you. You gripped the bed tighter, and let out a loud, shaky moan.

It wasn't long before you noticed him slowing his pace. Once it had slowed to a moderate speed, he began kissing again. He followed his previous path up to your lips. When he reached it, you tasted yourself on his throbbing tongue. He then went on to kiss your neck again, leaving more hickeys. After catching your breath, you rolled both of you over, so you were above him. You began to grind on him, holding the bed frame that was behind his head. Unhesitatingly, he pulled off his trousers, and threw them on the floor beside the bed. Just before he took off his underwear, you saw that he was getting a boner again. But this time, he didn't seem embarrassed, he looked confident, as if he didn't care. As his boxers came off, you saw his dick, and you were surprised to say the least. It was huge. He laid back and placed his hands on your hips. "Just making sure, you want this, don't you?" you nodded, still in too much awe over the length to speak. The second he got your confirmation, he didn't waste a single second and picked you up by your hips, because he could tell you were still exhausted from before. He placed you back in between his legs, allowing you to mount yourself upon him. You smirked. "Ready?" he nodded, excitement and curiosity slightly showing in his face. You began going up and down slowly. A throbbing pulse-like feeling hit your insides. Grunts emerged from the depths of Kurt's throat as you sped up. He gripped tighter on your waist, leaving marks on you. Short, breathy moans came from your mouth in groups of four or five. You held onto his shoulders, as if about to fall off a cliff. He was immense. Every time you moaned, which happened frequently, you grabbed his shoulders tighter. His groans were hoarse, as if his throat was dry. It wasn't long before you noticed him getting sloppier and slowing a bit. His groans slowly became moans, getting louder and louder. You knew what was happening. Seconds later, a warm fluid shot up inside you. It came as a shock, and you jumped a bit. He finished, and you noticed he was completely drained of energy from his droopy head. You leaned upwards, causing his dick to fall onto his lower belly. You laid on him, head on his chest. He ran his hand through your hair and kissed your forehead. He hugged you tightly and closed his eyes. You let out a small smile and did the same as him.

Morning after

You wake up to a warm breath next to your ear. You turn around to see Kurt fast asleep, face almost touching yours. You smiled contently and kissed his forehead. He mumbled as his eyes fluttered open. '"Hi babe, you okay?" you say in a high voice. You didn't know what you expected to get back, but god it sure wasn't what you got. "Hey babe, i'm good. Just tired." his voice was deep and rough. Deeper than usual. It was strangely attractive. "Well I'm not surprised, you fucking rearranged my organs." you said with a light chuckle. He lets out a proud smirk, he was surprised that he did so well for his first. 'God, I wish my dad wasn't so uptight, I'd have moved out by now if he let me.' You stay silent in thought for a moment. 'Stay here. With me. And don't ask your dad, just tell him. You're twenty-three, Kurt, he has no control over you anymore.' You push his hair out of his eyes and smile. 'You know what? You're right! Should we go tell him like.. now? Once we've gotten dressed obviously,' he chuckles lightly, 'can't go out butt naked.' You giggle and climb out of bed. Turning to the wardrobe, you pick out a comfy outfit. It's Saturday, and you thought you could have a lazy day with Kurt. He grabs yesterdays clothes from the floor and gets ready.

You both get in his car, it was closer and you were tired. His parents house wasn't far away, but it was isolated from the world. It was hidden behind a small field which was half dead and had no life whatsoever there. The house wasn't in the greatest condition either. All it was was a small bungalow, majority of which stunk of weed. The only room that didn't really smell of it was Kurt's room. He never let his drug addict of a Dad in his room, so it never smelt of his narcotics. The living room stunk of alcohol too. Another perk of living with burnt out, depressed, middle aged pricks. You grab his hand as he pulls onto the curb. 'You ready for this? There's no rush, babe.' He takes a moment to ponder, and nods. You both step out the car and meet at the edge of the path, look each other in the eyes, grab the other's hand and walk up to the door. You go to knock, but Kurt just walks in. 'Dad! We need to talk to you.' his dad turns, startled by the sudden entrance. 'No knocking, then? Huh.' he looks at us as if we were piles of dirt. He then smiles and you see a idea perk up in his small, drugged-up mind. 'So.. did you take his v-card last night? Huh? Huh?' he laughs at his immaturity and nudges you and Kurt. Kurt whacks his dad's arm. 'Dad, stop it. We are here to say.. i'm moving out. I'm gonna start living with my girlfriend.' His dad looks at him, baffled. Suddenly, an anger you've never seen before floods his face. 'Boy, you don't even know how to take care of yourself. I'm the main income. Fuck, all it takes is one shitty driver to knock your car and i'll be the only income. You need me, Kurt.' His voice got quieter as he spoke. You smiled politely, 'Actually, Kris, both me and Kurt have stable jobs. If one of us gets the sack, we still have the other to keep us on track while we look for a new job. He's gonna be fine with me.' This sent Kris into a rage. 'He will NOT be alright with you! I'm his dad, I know whats best for him, and its sure as hell not you! Get out!' Suddenly, he stormed at you. Kurt's face dropped, and he stepped in the way as quickly as he could. He knocked his dad to the ground, pinning him down while he yells. He tries hitting Kurt, but it's no use. He slowly gives up, and Kurt lets go. He hesitantly crawls back up, maintaining furious eye contact with you. He grunts and pulls a sour look, looking you up and down before shrugging and walking away. Kurt stutters as he shouts at him, 'S- so is that a yes?' 'Do whatever the fuck you want.' was the only response he got as his dad walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge for a beer. Kurt sighed, his short temper wearing out as he grabs hold of your hand and leads you out of the house. He slams the door behind you both after flipping off his dad.

He quickly wraps his arms around you.You notice tears hit your shoulder, and look up to see what was wrong. 'Hey, hey, it's okay. You did it. I'm so proud of you. I know that took a lot.' He holds you tighter while you comfort him, and you both stand in each others arms for a moment. You tapped his back and signalled to the car. He sniffled his nose and nodded. As the car pulled away from the drive, you saw Kris running towards the car, hammer in his hand. He hit the back window with a harsh force. Glass covered the back seats, the boot, and the area at the back of the car. Kurt spun in his seat, a look of shock and anger rose up into his face. He looked away angrily for a moment, paused, and grabbed his gun from the arm rest. 'Kurt, don-' he cut you off by grabbing your arm with an aggression you never expected from him. 'Stay out of this.' He looked back at you for a second, and turned to his car door. You reached for his arm again, shaking with fear, but he was out of the car before you could get to him. You turned swiftly to where he was now storming towards. Kris saw him behind him, and ran towards your window. As he aimed the hammer towards you, you closed your eyes and covered your head to brace yourself. Almost immediately, you heard a thud on the ground and a loud, pained grunt. 'You know what dad? I'm sick to death of you treating me like I'm your fucking little kid. I'm an adult, and I know how to act like one. I'm tired of dealing with your bullshit, your drunken pickups from shitty ass clubs miles from here, your lack of caring until you need me, honestly, i'm just sick of you. You gave me nothing as a kid, you kinda learn how to care for yourself when your mom is a prostitute and your dad is a drug addict. You know, I don't think i've needed you since I was fucking five. I've hated you my whole life, i'm only acting on it now because i've realised you never did shit all for me, you just acted like you did. I'm done with your bullshit. You won't ever come near me or my girlfriend again, and i'm gonna make sure of that right now.' By now you had opened your eyes, and were watching Kurt stand over his dad, who was cowering on the ground. Slowly, he aimed the gun at Kris. You slammed the window, screaming at him to stop. He ignored your yelling and continued pointing it at him. He wasn't shaking or twitching like he normally does. He was visibly confident in what he was doing, and it was showing how long he had been waiting to do this. You decided to stop trying to stop him, you knew it was no use, yet your eyes were moving back and forth between the shaking man on the floor and the boyfriend who you thought you knew. You watched Kurt stare into his dad's horrified eyes with a look that seemed almost psychopathic. Tension and horror built up inside you as you watched him slowly pull the trigger. Suddenly, you flinched, and when your eyes reopened you saw Kris laid on the floor, blood surrounding his lifeless body. Kurt looked back at you, a look of terror and regret on his face as he realised what you had just seen him do. He hesitated for several moments before zoning back in and rushing towards his car door. 'We- we need to go.' 'Kurt; what the fuck did you-' 'We need,' he turned the engine on, 'to go.' He sped along the road and dashed through traffic to get to your house. You could barely get a word out about what just happened, so you sat in silence.

Cars honked aggressively at Kurt's speed, their even angrier drivers cursing and flipping him off. 'Fuck you too, cunts!' He yelled out of his momentarily open window. Tears welled in your widened eyes, shaking as you turned slowly to look at him for the first time since he shot Kris. He looked at you swiftly before looking away, then he peered over again. 'I-' he let out a deep breath, 'I'm sorry you had to see that, it won't ever happen again. I love you, okay?' he shot you a quick attempt at a reassuring smile before reaching for your hand. You couldn't move away, you were still frozen in devastation. The rest of the ride blurred in your mind; you zoned out and didn't hear anything else. What you had just seen happen changed everything. Your head was flooded yet empty at the same time. Who was Kurt? Or, alternatively, who was he becoming and what would it do to you?

Change of plans

Kurt's cold hand grabbed your shoulder and shook you to try pull you out of whatever reality you were in. His hand seemed strangely unfamiliar, you weren't sure you recognised your own boyfriend anymore. 'Babe, get up, we need to get in the house and think about this.' You twisted yourself around swiftly. 'We? What part in this did I have?! I sat and watched my boyfriend, whom I thought I knew, kill his own father after begging him to stop and suddenly it's we?! What the fuck, Kurt? Who are you? Give me one good reason why I don't walk away and tell the cops right now.' At this, his face changed. It was less of a concern for him and more of an concern towards you. He was shocked. 'I- well- because I love you, I did that for you.' You scoffed. 'I didn't ask you to do that. You did that on your own accord.' He fumbled around for a moment and grabbed your hands. 'I- I did what I thought was right- I didn't want him to hurt you- I care about you!' You let out a deep breath, and try to calm yourself. You don't know how or why, but you somewhat understand why he did what he did; he didn't have anyone there for him his whole life, and he had just faced a scenario that made him suddenly terrified of losing you. The anger, confusion and shock you had simmered and you let in a bit of empathy.

'Kurt. There were other ways of protecting me.' 'I- I know but I was scared! I wasn't thinking straight. You have to believe me!' He tugged at your hands desperately. 'Kurt, I believe you,' You take another breath, 'I just don't understand why you didn't do something else.' He looks down, you weren't sure if he felt guilt or if he was confused by his actions. 'I wasn't thinking straight,' His voice was less erratic and more relaxed, 'I was scared, angry, upset, it was just- I didn't know how to react. My first reaction was to protect you.' 'You still killed someone, Kurt. That's like, one of the worst crimes you could do.' He covers his face with his hands. 'Shit. I know. I'm so stupid. Why didn't i just fucking drive off.' You take his hand from his face and hold it tightly, with your other hand on top. 'I'm not sure what I'd need to do to stop you from being put in prison, but I'm going to try to prevent it. I don't care what happens to me, if you are willing to do what you did for me, I'm willing to do this for you.' He looks up at you, his face a jumbled up mix of relief, joy and surprise. 'Babe I can't- I don't want you being in trouble too. It's safest for you to-' You cut him off with a swift kiss. 'I don't care what's safe and what isn't, I'm doing this for you. No matter what it takes, babe.' Part of you couldn't believe you were doing this, but it was obvious. You were head over heels for this man, and he was the most amazing guy you'd ever met. It was a once in a lifetime experience you weren't planning on losing. And as long as you had any say in it, you most certainly wouldn't lose it.

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lex-drinks-blood · 2 years

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I Call Shotgun

Kurt Kunkle X Male Reader: kurt vapes a lot but there is one "trick" he has never learned, reader decides to teach him, fluff

Warning(s): I mean kurt is canonically a murderer but I didn't include any of that. but you have every right to be creeped out regardless, hence why the warning is here, cigarettes, vaping (idk some people don't like that stuff)

As you flicked the end of your cigarette into the empty solo cup beside you you asked the single question that had been bouncing around in the back of your mind as you watched the mango flavored smoke exit Kurt's lips, "Have you ever shotgunned with anyone before, Kurt?"

"What?" he whipped his head toward you.

"Yknow, like with the smoke?" you took a quick drag from your cigarette, "You do all the other tricks and shit so I just figured I'd ask yknow?" a puff of smoke now spilled from your lips, this one not so fruity.

"Oh no, I just- I mean I just don't even know what that one is so I guess I haven't," he laughed it off as he let the fruity flavor fill his mouth again, "I could look it up and learn it though!" you watched Kurt's lips again as the smoke poured from his mouth, almost in awe.

You sat up from where you had been sitting on the floor across from him, "Would it be ok if I showed you it?" you said, grabbing th solo cup you had been using as an ash tray.

Kurt hummed a simple, "Mhmm," as you made your way to the floor beside him, "That'd be fun!"

Oh you have no idea, you thought to yourself as you finally as beside him, leaning into his shoulder for a moment, finally appreciating his warmth.

You moved your body so that you were now facing kurt as you spoke, "I'll be honest, this js a bit of a weird one... but I think you'll like it! you just have to trust me ok?" You looked at him with hesitant eyes, fearful that he might blackout

"I always do! If you want to show me, just show me y/n!" he had sat his own vape on the floor beside him and his beautiful doe eyes sparkle at you, his attention was fully yours.

"I just need you to follow what I say ok?"

Kurt nodded his head excitedly and you began to ease up a little.

"Good good, ok. Then just open up you're mouth a little for me and keep it like that,"you took a drag from your cigarette as your instruction concluded and turned back to find Kurt just as you had requested, no questions asked.

You hovered your lips just barely over his, so gently grazing over his as you parted your lips and let the smoke flow over his lips and into his mouth.

As your lips stayed just barely apart from Kurt's you instructed him again, "And then you just hold it for a little like you were the one smoking it," you concluded your instruction with a quick kiss to his lips before you backed away from him.

You watched intently as Kurt let the smoke gracefully pour from his mouth, and he looked like a super model.

Kurt took a moment before beginning to speak again, "That was..."

"So hot," you replied.

"I was gonna say cool but yea... yea that works."

yea this is a really short quick one but I just wanted to write something about the crime boy and so I did it. here it is. it is done. good night.

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gayjosh · 2 years

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♡ Kurt Kunkle × AMAB Reader ♡

《Fluff; admitting your feelings for each other, watching a movie, cuddling, and falling asleep together <3》

FEM DNI

"Hey, y/n." Kurt said as you got into the car, watching you in the rear view mirror.

"Hey." You sat in the middle seat and leaned forward, resting your hand on his shoulder. "So what are we doing? It's pretty late."

"Oh, uh... We're going to my house. I- I think? Unless you... Unless you wanna go somewhere else. Like, that's fine, I just wanted to-"

"Kurt, calm down." You laughed. "We can go to your house, it's fine."

You and Kurt had been friends online for a while after you met on a game, but once you found out you both live in LA you two immediately started hanging out. He would usually come to your house, either to hang out there or to go to a park or out to eat. But you'd never been to his house before, and you actually really wanted to go. You always had sort of a crush on Kurt, you just thought he was so sweet and cute. And you were pretty sure he felt the same. Today you wanted to find out.

"We should watch a movie together or something when we get there. I'm pretty tired." You said, leaning back in your seat. "Actually, do you think I could sleep over?"

Kurt tried to hide his excitement. "Yeah, of course."

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You laid in Kurt's bed as he put on a movie. "Do you want me to make popcorn?"

"Not really hungry right now. We can eat later."

"I mean, it's just, like a- a snack-"

"Kurt, just come here." You pat the bed, smiling at him. He laid down next to you and as you two watched the movie it got harder and harder for you to sit there. All you could think about was Kurt.

"Hey, y/n?" He asked, turning to you.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Could I... Could we like, c-cuddle? I mean- Nevermind." He looked away. You grabbed his hand and held it.

"Of course we can." You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him towards you. "You're adorable."

"Mm..." He covered both of you with the blanket. "Thank you."

You smiled. "I love you, Kurt."

"Did... Did you say you love me?"

"Yeah."

"I-I didn't... I thought you were-" He paused and hugged you tightly, pressing his face against your chest. "I love you too."

You smiled and kissed the top of his head, closing your eyes and listening to Kurt's soft snoring as you fell asleep.

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eddielove · 2 years

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And im not even sorry

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coff33notforme · 2 years

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Spree headcannons

A/n: So I saw Spree this weekend and I love this pathetic man so heres something for all the Spree fans out there

Kurt Kunkle x gn Reader

When you first start dating him he’s incredibly awkward

Whenever you try to hold his hand or hug him he just goes completely stiff

He likes to pretend he knows how relationships work and act confident around

Though that fails as soon as you lay a finger on him, show him any sort of physical affection he turns into a sputtering mess

He’s not confident enough to initiate any sort of affection with you so you’ll have to be the one who gives most of the affection

That is until he’s comfortable enough to, which will take awhile

But once he is confident enough, he will become so clingy 24/7

He’s really sweaty though, so cuddling with him might get a slight bit uncomfortable

Takes you on late night drives while blasting whatever music you want to listen too

Driving at 2am for junk food is a common occurrence with Kurt

Or he’ll let you sleep in while he sneaks off to the gas station and return with a mountain of chips and candy in his arms

Loves to watch movies with you, it’s a lame excuse to be close to you but he’ll take it

He tries to flirt but he ends up getting really awkward and just backs out of whatever he was trying to do

“Are you an Angel?...Cause um”

“Kurt, are you okay?”

His face gets so red from embarrassment, especially if you flirt back with him he has no idea how to respond

My guy loves to cup your face randomly and press soft kisses all over your face while he softly giggles to himself

Though he has no idea how, he loves to roller skate with you even though he ends up with his face slammed into the pavement

It’s worth it if he manages to make you laugh

He loves to have you on his live streams, while his chat spams ‘simp’

While he games he likes to have you sit on his lap

Though it might not be as comfortable when he rages and throws his controller on the ground

He likes to have you wear his hoodies, he melts when he sees you waddling around in them it brings a smile to his face knowing that you love him enough to wear his clothes

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years

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XD funny idea,headcanon spree 2020 Kurt meets a immortal person who even though is like headless for example they chill and be like “..what now?..should I report you to the police?..”

Kurt thinks you're just another victim, but he doesn't know you're actually immortal.

When he tricks you into looking out the sunroof and speeds up to decapitate you, he laughs as your headless body slumps back into the seat.

But some of his viewers think the body's fake and he goes on a tirade about how everyone thinks content is "staged" nowadays, jabbing at Bobby's work.

He fails to see you, however, still moving as you take your phone out of your pocket, enter his livestream, and donate $1 with the message "Nice try, dipshit. I need my head."

Kurt recognizes your user and wonders how tf you could be online. He swivels his head and sees you sitting upright, completely fine except for the fact you're headless.

The viewers start spamming "so no head" jokes.

But he begrudgingly stops the car so he can retrieve your head, keeping you locked inside.

After that he tries finding other ways to kill you--as his audience demands it and you could very well report him to the police.

But nothing works.

You just get up and come back every time, drinking every laced water bottle in the car and not even flinching as he attacks you with a drill, gun, knife, car, etc.

He could run over you numerous times and it doesn't kill you. All your wounds immediately heal.

It drives him insane, leading to a lot of tantrums from him as his viewers mock him.

"I swear I'm gonna crash this car and kill us BOTH!!!!"

"Kurt, I'm not gonna report you to the police. Honest." You're just as cool as a cucumber, wishing he didn't get so upset.

Obviously, he's delusional and paranoid about you lying. But when even his viewers agree that he needs to chill the fuck out bc they're getting bored and want him to find new victims...he eventually listens.

And you become a regular customer of Spree, checking out Kurt's channel and giving him shoutouts on your own. He discovers you gained quite a following from your videos of death-defying stunts and discussions of immortality in fiction.

"You never told me you did cool shit like this!! We could've collaborated!!"

"I didn't have the chance to tell you because you've been trying to kill me over and over."

"Oh......well can we still collab?"

"Sure."

#clanask #anonymous #spree x reader #kurt kunkle x reader #immortal reader #headcanons #platonic

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bimboboylink · 2 years

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Hey hey! Good morning, afternoon, evening! Can I request uhh where Kurt is just obsessed with [y/n] to the point he started stalking him to the point that he kidnapped her with his car when he finds out that she's seeing someone? Ty ty! You can decide what's gonna happen in the end though. Thank you again!

It's cool! My go to is male reader anyways ^^ Hope you enjoy this, I added some small spice but nothing to big like full on smut, I also added a little more depth to the plot, like, reader has a shitty ex (if you see this, you know who you are) >:3 Btw, I now know how being stalked feels, so- fun :D

"Obsession"

WARNINGS: Stalking - Smoking - Kidnapping - Mentioned Death

Pairings: Stalker! Kurt Kunkle X Male Reader

Recently your best friend Kurt had been...weirder than usual. He started acting more off than normal after you told him you had a lover. At first he had bombarded you with questions about them, "do they treat you right?", "do they respect boundaries?" and the weirdest "have they touched you?" There were plenty more questions, but those were the ones repeated the most.

You answered most his questions, thinking he was just curious, the poor guy has probably had very few, if any relationships. (Though you never knew why, he was quite cute, and could clean up nice)

After that he seemed a little more distant, always working on "filming ideas" and other stuff while you were over, almost ignoring you, which was the strangest bit because he used to cling to you like you were his favorite toy!!

It kinda upset you...You really did love how he clinged to you, hugging you, cuddling you, even if he was working, it was a lot more affection than your significant other gave you........ what were you thinking?! You have a lover! You can't be fawning over your bff! Even if your current lover was sucky..

What you didn't know was that Kurt was planning your kidnapping. How he was planning to kill your pathetic excuse of a lover, how he planned on kidnapping you, how he planned everything. From how he would fake a double date plan just to get you out, to how he planned on making your disappearance seem almost non-existent to the outside world.

He even had your phone linked to his, he could see everything you do, the messages you sent, you calendar plans, your alarms. He used it to his advantage, he stalked you at your job, your classes, he was everywhere, and you had no clue. You knew you were being watched, but as most would think, you thought you were just paranoid.

You were at a club, waiting on said lover to show up, they said they were gonna bring 2 of their other friends for a "double date". You never liked their friends, but if it got you a date with your significant other. It had been 40 minutes since they messaged you they were on their way. After 30, you gave up and stepped outside, lighting up a half-burnt cigarette from your wallet, smoking the rest of it as you waited 10 more minutes.

You really gave up after that, going for ordering a Spree, not even checking the driver as you put your phone away, starting to wonder around the parking lot as you waited.

Kurt was your driver, he had been waiting in the parking lot all night, planning this ever since he found out about your "lover", Kurt always thought something was wrong with the way they treated you. Even he's barely been in a relationship and he knows it!

He got the notification and desperately looked for you, soon seeing you pacing just a few cars in front of him. He put on his only black hoodie, pulling the hood up and getting out, closing the door as softly as he can to not get your attention.

He snuck up behind you and used the chloroform soaked rag, covering your mouth and nose. You had tried to shout, but it was no use.

"shh, shh, I-I'm so sorry, but this is the b-best"

You tried to say his name before passing out, Kurt holding you and shushing you, rubbing your back even though you couldn't do anything. He picked you up bridal style and carried you to his car, laying you gently in his back seat, taking his sweatshirt off and laying it over your upper body.

He closed the door and got in the driver's seat, his normal cameras filming, the led lights out and his phone set in the passenger seat, opened to messages to you. Except, they weren't "his" messages exactly. But hey, he had you pretty convinced he was them.

He started the drive to his house, it not being to far as he didn't wanna make things harder on himself. He looked back every once in a while as you stirred in the seats of his car.

He let out a shaky breath as he parked in his drive way, getting out and moving to open the door near your head. You stirred a bit more, it seemed you were having a bad dream has you had started crying at some point.

Kurt slightly panicked at this and quickly picked you up bridal style again. He looked down at you, your breathing evened out a bit as you clung to Kurt.

Kurt let out a sigh and slowly closed his car doors, making sure to grab his keys and phone, occasionally adjusting his sweatshirt on you. He walked to his front door and opened it, having to slam it with his foot, looking down to make sure he didn't wake you.

You only stirred a bit again, nuzzling your face into Kurt's bicep more. He nodded to himself and started mumbling, walking to his room he set you on his bed softly, going to lock his door.

He sat near you on the bed and tied your hands behind your back and your ankles to your thighs. The knots weren't the best, but it would hold well enough...hopefully.

Now he had to prepare himself to wake you. Would you hate him? What if you went to the police and reported him?! He'd have to kill you then, and that's something he never wants to do.

You stirred a little aggressively. He snapped his head to look at you, eyes blown wide as saucers as he watched you. Your eyes twitched and slowly opened, having to adjust to the bright blue and green leds of Kurt's room.

You remembered what happened and thrashed around, desperately looking around. Your eyes met Kurt's and you were reminded that you heard his voice before blacking out. You panicked even more.

Was he gonna kill you?! Oh god, no, all the years of being friends and helping him down the drain, you even helped with #TheLesson, no matter how weird it was to you!!!

You teared up and started sobbing, letting out pleas, begging him to let you live. He quickly got closer to you, holding you close as you sobbed, your tears soaking part of his shirt.

"P-Please don't kill me, please, I'll d-do anything Kurt!! Please!!"

Kurt was upset that you thought he would kill you. He grabbed your face gently and had you look at him, his face holding soft features.

"I don't w-wanna kill you [F/N], I couldn't imagine k-killing you..."

He mustered up what little courage he had in his body and kissed your lips, it was weird, and oddly tense more on Kurt's side, but you kissed back after a bit, your sobs slowly dying down to sniffle as you both just sat there, holding the kiss for as long as you could.

He eventually pulled back, looking anywhere but your eyes. He teared up a bit and let you go, your body slouching lower onto his stomach and lap.

"I-I love you.."

God, those 3 words. Your eyes went wide and you looked up at him, processing them. Once you had, you clung to him the best you could, tied up and all. You nuzzled into his lower abdomen.

"I love you t-to Kurt.'

He was shocked. You said it back? You said it back!! He quickly turned ecstatic, clinging to you and grabbing at you quickly as he held you close.

He let out small noises of excitement, something he often did with you since he was so comfortable. You smiled at him as he held you close, he started to kiss your face before quickly pulling back, dropping you as you let out a huff.

"I-I'm sorry!! I didn't ask if t-that was okay!!"

You could clearly hear the panic in his voice, his body starting to sweat and heat up. Something common that happened when his anxiety spiked.

You shushed him the best you could from your tied up position on his bed. You smiled up at him and lovingly rubbed your head against his legs.

He quickly looked down at you. More panic setting in as he realized he dropped you, you cut him off before he could apologize or say anything.

"It is perfectly okay to kiss me babe, I promise you"

He picked you up again and started to untie you, as soon as the knots were undone you stretched a bit, your bones popping and groaning as you smiled at him, holding him afterwards.

You peppered kisses all over his face, his happy sounds of excitement from earlier coming back as he flushed slightly from the kisses. You stopped and pulled back.

He slowly peppered kisses on your face, still unsure. You smiled brightly as he did so, grabbing one of his hands and holding it, stroking your thumb over the top of his hand.

You leaned forward and hugged him tightly, him almost falling backwards as he quickly steadied himself with one hand, the other holding you.

"I guess I'm your obsession, Kurtie"

Tags: @kurtsword96 I hope you like this! ^^

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