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Hype Train!
F! Streamer Reader x M!Yandere Streamer OC
Part 8~
His Info: 📹✨
Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
!!!MINORS DNI!!!
CW: !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, YANDERE, pet names (pretty, pretty girl, my girl, good girl, ) WHOLE PART IS SMUTT, NSFW, p in v, creampie, oral on f, giving safe words, use of toys, shiabari, bondage, ball gag, blindfold, overstim(a lil?), squirting, flogging, not use of safe word-but like teaching when to use one, and some sweet aftercare!, fingering, shorter part
“Jassss—ahhh!!—perrrr!!!!”
He slams his hips into your ass with loud slaps over and over, your whole body lurching forward every time. He holds your body tightly against his by the ropes he tied in knots all over your pretty body.
“P-please! Harder!!! Ah!! Jas-perrrr! Harder!!! HARDER!!!!” You cry out like your life depends on this one moment.
“Y/N! F-fuck!! Y/N,” He pulls you further up by those ropes like you’re a puppet and grabs your collared throat with his other, choking you enough to bring you to that precipice you already love dancing on with him.
The resounding slapping of his pelvis against your skin is already so loud in the night, you’re glad you’re not in your old apartment where everyone would be hearing not only that, but both of your desperate howling.
“AHHH!!!!” You feel his cum finally splash deep into your womb, instantly filling you up. “Jas—per!!! Mmmm!!!”
“Cum on me again, pretty!” He thrusts harder and harder still, lifting your body higher over and over again.
The ropes burn and the pain mixes so deliciously with the intense pleasure leaving you delirious as you cum another time, your spasms milk him dry.
His dick twitches inside you.
You relax completely and catch your breath, while he still holds you up by the rope.
“J-jasper, th-that was—”
“After what you did, Y/N, I’m not even close to being done with you.” He nuzzles your neck and nips your ear.
You shiver, your eyes widening.
You hadn’t known at the time what you were getting yourself into, “I’m gonna devour you, Y/N. You’re never leavin my sight again.” He had said to you while you gazed up at him, wide eyed, from under the desk. His hand caressing your chin. If you had a tail it would have been wagging, you felt so proud. You did so good!
Back to right now, and his teeth and snakebites are grazing your skin, raising goosebumps in their wake.
“You better be ready for more, pretty~”
“Wha—?” Before you can ask, your abruptly flipped onto your back. Your tied arms behind you are making your back arch in this position. “J-Jas—”
“I told you before we left, pretty girl. There's no way I'd be done with you yet.” He starts putting pillows under your ass, lifting up your lower half using the ropes that surround both sides of your glistening pussy.
The pressure around the outside of your lips squeezing them together makes you shake and whine.
“Just relax f’me. Im not gonna check in much t’day.”
“Kay,” you nod. It's so pleasant how comfortable he makes you.
He grabs a ball gag and a blindfold out of his bedside table.
Carefully he puts them on you, “Open up, pretty,” You shudder and do just that.
He’s fussing over you and making sure your hair’s not caught in anything. Then he fixes the rest of your hair from sticking to your skin and having gone under the rope from the last few sessions.
Once your blind, and he’s pulled away, you hear a *click* like a button being pressed.
Nothing happens and you relax, not even having realized that you even tensed up.
He chuckles, “Good girl, now if you want me to actually stop, say some kind of random food, like pineapple, or avocado. Got it? i’ll hear it through that gag, don’t worry, pretty.”
“mmhmmf,” You nod. At first you think it sounds silly, but then you realize how much power he’s giving you in your physically powerless state.
Your belly feels all fluttery, you’re already more than hot and bothered all over again.
You wiggle your hips a little against the restraints.
“Aw, such a good girl f’me”
A long second of nothing happens and the anticipation swells inside of you until, *Thwap!*
A few leather strands lightly slap your thigh, He slowly drags it across your leg. It tickles, “Mmff!” You smile, and bend weird against the ropes.
“You like that, pretty? want me to hit ya harder?”
“Mmmff hmff!” you nod.
He’s smiling and admiring your beautiful body, he cant wait to leave marks all over you.
He waits another long second before smacking you with it again, this time harder, still not enough to actually hurt you, but it stings. You wiggle and moan against the gag. Another smack with it, harder and in the same spot, before he moves and smacks your other thigh.
After a couple more hits, both your thighs are hot, you think hes going to hit you again until you feel the strands lightly glide between your folds. You convulse as you come again. "MMMM!!!! ASERRR" His name around that gag makes his dick twitch and hit his own thigh.
He didn't think he'd be getting hard again so soon after cumming three times already.
It fills with more blood still as he thinks about filling you up with even more cum. "Fffuck, pretty, you're too good f'me, im gettin' hard again jus lookin at ya"
You smile and wiggle more, trying to entice him. He already was, but now he's just plain mesmerized.
You don't even register the click before you feel him pop something not too big inside you.
You feel a new stinging as the flog is guided through the air right down onto your tender cunt. “Mmmm!! mm!!” He hits right over your opening again.
Then he leans down to suck your hardened clit, his tongue expertly flicking you as he does. It's TOO much! you shake your head violently, screaming around the little red ball.
"let it out f'me, pretty~" he turns up the vibration.
You feel a pull on the ropes around your thighs, squeezing your abused lips together as he sucks your clit again. mixed with the vibration inside you, you feel so overwhelmed.
“Mm onna!!!!! aserrrrr!!!” You pant, and yell.
“C’mon, pretty, you can do it,” His words are sloppy as his tongue laps under your hood.
You release a torrent of juices, you didn’t even know was possible. “Such a good girl—”
The feeling of releasing that way is unlike anything you’ve ever felt.
As soon as you do and you’re panting so very heavily, he removes the vibrator and the gag, you cough and shake. You didn’t really notice your legs until just now.
He knows you didn’t say a safe word, but something looks off.
“J-jasper, my legs are cr-cramping”
His eyes widen a little, and his heart hurts, he reaches back into that drawer and pulls a knife out.
In two smooth motions your binds are all cut.
Next his body is wrapped around yours, and he’s massaging your calves, “Y’know you can use safe words for leg cramps too, sweet girl,” He peppers some loving kisses to your face, “You were tied up li’that for a while…”
“I didn’t think about it… o-or notice” You giggle through the pain, focusing on his soft hands. “Thanks s’much Jasper, I’m sor-“
“No need, pretty, think ya can walk to the bathroom w’ me”
Your legs feel better after he rubbed them, they feel a little like solid rocks now though, but you think you can!
“You’re so cute, do you even know you make a face when you’re feelin’ determined?” He pokes your cute cheek.
Your face warms a little, how this man makes you feel all these kinds of things is beyond you.
He slings your arm around him testing if your able to walk, and you seem pretty good, just a slight hobble… Might not even be from the cramping. He can’t help but smile.
“Good job pretty, you’re doin so good,”
The en-suite isn’t too far, and he sets you down on a poofy stool near the tub. You stretch your legs, he was careful with you to not cut off any blood flow, so you’re thankfully not numb anywhere.
You’re usually dehydrated and get cramps like these sometimes anyway. Probably the combination of the bend and the constant curling of your toes.
As soon as the water warms he helps you into the tub, then climbs in behind you.
Warm arms wrap around you, and for a while you both just relax like that. He eventually moves first leaning back against the tub.
You lean back into him and snuggle into his chest. “Pretty~ Ya gonna fall’sleep before you can wash li’this,”
He reaches over for a loofa and dips it in the water.
“here, pretty girl, lemme…”
He starts with just scribing in gentle circles down your arms, then your legs. He gets to your neck, kissing every spot before he cleans it.
The loofa tickles as he runs it up your sides. He uses one hand to fondle you, caressing up your belly, then gently cups your tit. The loofa travels down between your legs, and his fingers up. He tweaks your nipple, and blows a puff at your ear lobe.
He forgoes the loofa and dips a finger into you, you lean back and widen your legs until one is hooked over the tubs edge.
“Good girl, such a good girl f’me” His other hand trails your arm, and finds your hand to hold.
“I love you, Y/N, s’much…” a soft kiss to your neck, “I jus’ wanna spoil you…” another kiss, under your jaw this time, and he caresses your hand with his own. “I wanna protect you…” A longer kiss this time, “mmm, protect you from everything, even your past.”
“Ahhhmmm!” You clasp your hand around the one of his that’s between your legs, pressing it harder to you so he stops as you come again.
“So pretty~” he purrs.
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I’m so mad that I keep losing stars in my fav game so I decided to write a stupid little thing
desc: yandere streamer x gn reader, yandere masochist, mentions of masochism, degrading, nsfw, etc etc.
For the past few games you’ve been doing horribly, losing stars left and right, near the edge of losing a rank, all because you’ve been getting paired with feeders and low skill players.
You were so frustrated you just wanted to delete the game all together but that’s what made you attracted to it, the competition, the needed skill level to actually be good at it unlike some other games that were pay to win.
The same frustration caused you to lash out at a teammate that already was at a bad start, you were questioning why they couldn’t defend the turrets and fight against 1 enemy. What was so hard about it?
After repeating your complaints out loud all you got back was a meek “sorry..” from a masculine voice, he sounded soft spoken and shy, you immediately felt guilt slam your heart. You should’ve likely been nicer to him, even if he wasn’t doing so good, some support would’ve helped him better than some insults.
“It’s fine, um, just call me if you need help” You brushed it off, hoping you didn’t seem entirely like an asshole.
So you played nice, for a little bit, until he started dying again, practically feeding the players just a few minutes later.
“Dude, why do you keep dying? I told you to call me if you needed help, I’m checking the map and as soon as I run over to help you’re already dead” You groaned, speaking in a voice that obviously showed your annoyance.
“I- hah, I’m sorry..!” He managed to squeak out, it sounded a little odd, somewhat similar to his meek demeanor earlier but a little… different.
You ignored it though, and moved on from it, continuing to play, hoping he wouldn’t continue to play at this low skill level.
The same player that you lashed out at was getting off on this. Nobody has ever outright degraded him without warning, especially with such a beautiful voice. He was a sucker for degradation and insults, the whole 9 yards, but he had never gotten turned on by it from someone until now.
Even he didn’t believe he was into it other than the audio’s he’d listen to from time to time. Of course, you proved that wrong, and now this little nerd was jerking himself off to the memory of his skillful teammate embarrassing him in the lobby.
His microphone was on, an expensive one at that, able to pick up a voice loud and clear, which risked him getting caught every time he whimpered and panted.
Harder to manage with how close he got when you pointed out his need for help 24/7 without being able to fight alone. You wanted to be nice, he could tell, but even now he was doing too bad for you to act kind.
And he was so happy his shaky hands kept messing him up, only using one to play, while the other pumped his cock at your insults and chastising words.
“F-fuck.. sorry, I’m- sorry” He panted out, biting onto his shirt as he was close to his breaking point.
“You’re fucking useless, don’t play ranked if you can’t do good” You growled over voice chat, no longer willing to help him with how terrible he was doing.
“Sh-shit” He mewed out, cumming all over his expensive keyboard. He was too dazed to focus on the fact that he spent lots of hard earned streaming money on it.
Now that he came he had to play good to impress you, so after a minute or two, he wiped his keyboard as best as he could and truly played with the assets he had obtained from playing so often.
He ended up carrying the team with 25-5-9, managing to flip the winning side towards your team, causing you to shortly thank and friend him. You wanted to play with good people after-all, and if he can play his cards right and change the entire fate of a game in the matter of minutes then you definitely wanted to play more with him.
He immediately accepted your friend request and jumped up and down, excited that he managed to impress you, he was a ‘praise me’ and ‘degrade me’ type of guy.
You checked his profile out afterwards to find out he was a famous streamer, he had a badge for being a well known one and the amount of followers he had made your jaw drop, you were embarrassed that you were the one insulting him.
But that wouldn’t make sense on why he wasn’t doing good at the start? You made a few excuses in your head as to why and decided to shut the game off.
He pouted when you logged off, sighing at how you weren’t up to play another game, he made sure to put notifications on when you’d come online. He needed to get to know you more. He’d do anything for another session like that.
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Miller [Streamer Yan] and Vtuber Darling that's a regular 110% human being just like them :). Darling's model is pretty average, yet cute looking, but it's their gimmick that really pulls people in.
"Ah, I'm a little thirsty. Excuse me while I drink water with my human mouth... which I have only one of."
"Do you like when I play horror games? I. Like. Them. Too. But I prefer the ones where the main character befriends the monsters at the end :)"
"Oh... Is that really what people look like instead?... I. Am full of meat too. We have so much more in common than I thought."
Quite the oddball, but their chat finds their behaviors adorable. Miller does too. They're over the moon when Darling accepts their friend requests and even more thrilled when darling mentions Miller is their first companion and streaming buddy. They've never been able to make friends before and was lonely because of it, but since they've gained a following it feels like they're never alone.
There are a few hiccups on the day Miller and Darling first stream together. Static drowns out darling's voice when they call and Miller can faintly hear what sounds like...purring? in the background. Darling apologies for the strange sounds once they're finally able to get through to Miller - their pet cat was happy they finally made a friend.
Miller is crushing hard from day one. They've never seen darling's face, but if they're half as cute as their voice they might be too far out of Miller's league. They've tried scrolling through darling's social media pages for photos of them, but all they were able to find was old selfies taken in the worst lighting imaginable... Pretty blurry too.
Darling likes Miller too. They feel as though they can trust the streamer. Trust them with anything.
"Mill...er? I. Have a confession."
"I'm all ears- Lay it on me, baby."
"Can you promise? Promise. Not to be.. Afraid?"
"Afraid? Who'd ever be scared of someone like you? You don't really scream serial killer from the conversations we've had so far."
"If that's is the case... Join the call. See. Me. I. Trust you, Miller."
Call? Oh, darling invited them to a video call. It's crazy that it's the first one after all the time, but Miller respects their privacy....a little. Miller can't see much of anything when they join in. Small, white lights greet them shrouded by the darkness of darling's room as their end connects. Looking closer, Miller realizes....
Those are eyes.
"I'm. So sorry for deceiving you.... and everyone else. Miller.... Thank you for being so kind to me. I couldn't lie to you anymore. I'm sorry. I understand. If you hate me now ...."
"Hate you?.... I'm trying to figure out when our first date is-"
"Ah?"
"You like pork chops? Steak? I remember you talking a lot about meat in earlier streams. I like a person who can really eat, y'know?"
Are they.... flirting? Darling is vaguely aware of the practice. Miller can see them right? Why are they acting so nonchalant about their appearance?
"Hm? It's still you, isn't it? A few more eyes or rows of teeth don't change the fact you're one of the chillest people I've met online. Cutest too. Even now.... So, when can we meet up?"
Miller is strange.... but Darling is strange too. They're happy they met them.
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Miller: So you're telling me you've been this sexy monster person this entire time?
Vtuber Darling: i... suppose?
Miller: And you choose that boring ass design as your avatar?! Actually that was probably better for me personally - weeds out some of the competition.
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ok ngl i'm not into streaming or youtuber stuff at all but the idea of a streamer yan going nuts because her darling simply doesnt give a fuck about anything related to streaming is soo 👌👌😭
Streamer Yan when you call her vids cringe:
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❝ Chapter Two – A random Waking! ❞
TWST x KAngel! reader [ she / they pronouns used]
SUMMARY — Going to the mall, out on a date but you forgot something at the bus stop and you have to go back and grab it but it leads you somewhere else..
WARNINGS – view the MASTERLIST for the full warnings! separation, smoking, panic attacks(?), mentions of stitching humans together, yandere(?), implied sexual intercourse, swearing, animal gets hit by a stick and some rocks(but it's fine! I think), implied drug taking
A/N — Twisted world, if I were in there I would be panicking and crying tbh.
❝ [Master.list] ❞
❝ Wake up, (name) ❞ you heard their voice, you open your eyes and saw them leaving some clothes on the table.
❝ I made breakfast ❞ you heard them say, you watch as they smile at you.
Their lovely hair and face were beautiful as always.
They kissed your forehead and left the room, you got up and washed your face. You made sure you were still cute as always. You smiled as you fixed your hair.
❝ Humm ❞ you could hear humming, or maybe it was you humming or them you can't tell. You really didn't care anyways, it sounded good.
You sat down as you began eating, maybe you should talk about breakfast? Breakfast club or doing a cooking stream? You weren't sure if they were good ideas or not. Maybe you would just have luck on your date, more ideas or if you have none just steal ideas I mean you could make other people's ideas better!
❝ We are leaving in a few hours, I just wanted to you to eat first.. ❞ you saw them smile at you, P-Chan made the best food! You put the dirty dish in the sink as you began waiting in your room. Scrolling through the media, you got bored as you had an idea.
You remember that you and your s/o didn't do intercourse in a while, you could just pass time for that. You only could hope that they have enough stamina to keep going at least for 2-3 hours until the mall opens up.
❝ Come in here first ! ❞ you said out loud, waiting as the door opens. They smile and tilt their head to the side ❝Yes what is it? ❞ you smile as you wave them over, you said the idea of wasting time. They blushed but had agreed to the idea.
❝ mmh.. ❞ you said as you got up from the bed smiling, you looked at the time it said ❝ Eleven o'clock ❞ you got up and stretch as you let out a groan. You saw them lying down on the bed, tired normally you would have got them doing aftercare but I guess you could do it today.
❝ Here's a towel ❞ you said as they looked up at you, you washed their face and their body. You felt like you did something so amazing, I mean you're amazing at doing whatever which is what you like to believe.
You got up and grabbed some clothes, maybe you could find new outfits from KAngel? You placed P-Chan's clothes next to them as you got dressed, you fixed your hair and got your bag.
❝ P-Chan, get up and let's go! ❞ you said to them as you shaked their body, they got up almost falling down but you grab them putted the clothes on the impatiently.
❝ Let's go now! ❞ you said as you got outside the lights blinded you and your eyes hurted, maybe you should go outside who knows. You walked over to the bus stop as you waited, people were talking as you stated close to the end a bit far away from them.
The bus came as you got on, you sat next to your lovely s/o of course! ❝ Their so annoying, they talk so much ❞ you said to them as you looked over to the group of girls, they kept on tapping it was getting very annoying didn't help the fact that you were next to them. You heard them talking about streamers and Kpop men.
❝ Yeah, their sure are loud ❞ you nodded your head as you sighed, watching outside the bus window. You closed your eyes for about maybe it wasn't a good idea to do "it" before leaving to the mall. Now you're tired and P-Chan is probably tired as well.
It was your stop as you rolled your eyes, you noticed that the group of girls got off the bed as well, you sighed as you walked into the mall walking beside your lover.
You began looking around for any ideas, maybe you should do a cosplay stream? Eh but who does cosplay streams, you sighed in defeat.
❝ Just enjoy us being here, no need to work about ideas. I will come up with some ❞ you nodded your head as you began going to stores, buying stuff .
A few hours later, you got back home as you sighed in happiness. You watched as they placed your newly bought stuff away, you began touching your pockets.
❝ fuck.. I think I left my fucking lighter at the bus stop and my cigarettes ❞ you said as you gritted your teeth, they looked up at you, ❝ Oh I could go find i- ❞ you cutted them off ❝ No! I will go find it, you just put stuff away! ❞ you said as you saw it was raining out, ❝ just fucking great… ❞ you rolled your eyes.
❝ Are you sure? I could come with you, (name) ❞ you shake your head no, as you grab a umbrella ❝ Its fine, I will be back soon! ❞ you yelled out before closing the door behind you, you walked out as you began walking towards the bus stop. You hoped that your pack and your lighter would still be there.
It would be too late and the stores that would be open are far away and there's no way you're going to walk farther than the bus stop!
You began looking around as you saw a raccoon!! Grab your pack and run into the woods, how?! You were so surprised!!
❝ Wha- Hey you dumb stealing eat! Grab it back you can't even smoke anyways! ❞ you began running after the raccoon, you grab a stick and some rocks. You forgot about your umbrella as water poured onto you.
You went into the woods. Not caring where you are going but just following after the raccoon. You watched as the raccoon climbed a tree, you're pretty sure that you saw the raccoon blowing a raspberry at you which got you more mad.
❝ Don't blow raspberries at me!! ❞ you said as you threw a stick at it, it nearly hit the raccoon. You're sure that ugly stealing rat had laughed and pointed at you calling you a loser for missing!!
You threw some rocks and it hitted the darn thing! You smiled as the raccoon hitted the ground, you walked over to hit as you saw the raccoon with dizzy eyes, you laughed as you grabbed your pack of cigarettes making sure that none had broken to the fall.
❝ Your lucky that it didn't break! ❞ you said as you got up and looked around, great another problem…
You heard a loud sound as you grabbed some rocks and noticed that the raccoon was gone.
You saw a carriage!! ❝ What the hell! ❞ you said out loud as you backed away, how is there a feeling carriage!! You couldn't believe it when you saw a horse and it stopped right in front of you, there was no way that this was real! How?!
❝ Did I take too much? ❞ you said as you don't recall taking any, you must be seeing stuff. You walked closer to the carriage but the door opened itself!
Your mouth was agape as you began thinking that you were on a trip right now, you got closer and touched the carriage seat.
It felt like a seat! You gasped as you tried backing away but you felt like something was pushing you on!
You got in the carriage as your door closed behind you, you tried opening the door but felt really tired. You closed your eyes as you opened it but the scenery was different, it was more dark and you could see the castle? Your eyes closed once again.
Your body felt sore as you opened your eyes, but it was pitch black. You brought your hands to your eyes as you tried running it, you opened your eyes but it was still pitch black.
You heard someone talking about something, they said,
❝ Erh, I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me..❞ you heard their voice, their sounded quite annoying. You thought that some creeps kidnapped you but uniform? You sighed as you thought about something, there's no way you're at school again..
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i need more of the pervy fanboy yandere content please i miss him bye I love your work
Rage Quit
Obsessed!Fan x Streamer!Gn!reader
summary: Collin’s favorite streams are the ones where you lose your cool.
a/n: Collins a creep, perverted behavior, parasocial relationship, nsfw.(S/N) “Streamer Name”
★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・
“No…no..no FUCK!”
Green eyes stared intently at the recording, watching as the content creator flopped back dramatically in their chair. Their eyes screwed in irritation, hands dug against the skin of their forehead as they dragged them down, exaggerating their expression.
Music played softly in his ears.
“Man…sorry guys I really thought we were gonna win that one..”
A ping went off, and Collins breath hitched, caught in his throat as he heard the little bot chime.
“BigRed donated 45$….‘Don’t worry (S/N), they just got lucky.’”
You snorted, that disappointed gleam in your eyes fading as you stretched with a groan. “You got that right Red, thanks for the Dono. I just wasn’t locked in, this next one guys, demolished. They’re screwed, royally.” You laughed, glancing at the chat wall, mumbling thank you’s and replies to other fans as you did, but he wasn’t listening.
His hand was to busy fisting the fabric of his gym shorts to listen, while his other sped across his keyboard. Click clack click clack.
His alt account.
“MushroomGhost donated 1000 bits….’Hey (S/C), it’s my best friends birthday…do you think you could say “Happy Birthday Collin”? That’d really make his day. Thank so much! Love the streams.”
He waited.
“Mmm….oh! Hey Ghost thank you for the bits..duh duh…oh, hey Collin! Happy birthday man hope you’re having a good day, thank you for the support! Love you lots!” Your hands curved together, a small heart formed in the gap as you grinned at the camera briefly.
His mouse clicked.
“Hey Collin!” Rewind. “Hey Collin!” Rewind. “Collin!”
“Fuck..” The saliva in his throat thickened, eyes watering as his cheeks burned red hot to the tips of his ears, his heart thundered in his chest violently.
His hand crept down. “Collin!”
Rewind.
“Collin!”
He gasped, lip ringing shining with the saliva that began to dribble down the side of his mouth, eyes fluttering. He felt like he was gonna pass out. He was sweating buckets but he didn’t wanna take the jacket off. It was your merch. It was signed. He couldn’t take it off.
His cock throbbed after being released from his shorts. Angry and red, swelling and pulsing as your voice rang and smashed into his skull.
“Collin!”
Rewind.
“Mmmmf- fuck…fuck..!”
He was being too rough. He whimpered behind the fabric of his hoodie, caught between his teeth and soaked in his saliva as his hand jerked so violently along his cock.
It wouldn’t take long. Never did with you.
But he needed to be quick. Your stream was almost over.
“Hey BigRed, what game should we play after this?”
“Shit!” White shot across his hands, sweatshirt, dripping onto the desk and floor as he heaved.
He cursed under his breath at the mess, but his vision swam and his head throbbed like he was drunk as his high began to crash back down again.
Number three.
Only 30 minutes left for number four.
“BigRed donated 100$….’Remember getting over it?’”
“Why do you always pick the ones that piss me off??”
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Yandere! Streamer x Streamer! Reader
A/N : I'm taking a break from the bullet point format and decided to try making a drabble instead. Huuge thanks to @bloozz for giving streamer his name🌷
T/W : Streamer reader, yandere behaviour, obsessive behaviour, etc
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"Damnit..! I lost again" He let out a defeated sigh as he watches the 'GAME OVER' screen blinking at him in an almost mocking way.
The chat of his live stream went wild upon his fifth time losing on a game that he had been playing for hours by now and yet he still hasn't been able to beat it.
"Yeahhh, thanks a lot chat! those 'L's you're spamming are definitely helpful" Micha rolled his eyes at the countless mockery his viewer was sending him. He knew it was all jokes- or at least he hope it is.
Deciding that he needed a break from the game, he cracked open a can of soda and laid back against his chair, opting to interact more with his viewers.
He had only been streaming for a few months and had gained a pretty sizeable amount of viewer and fanbase.
Bloozzclues : You should check (insert your streamer name) out! They've beaten this game multiple time and have some useful tips you can use.
"(Y/S/Name)? I've heard of them before, saw a few of their speedruns. I never understand how they manage to get that luck based glitch to work! But thanks bloozz! i'll be sure to check them out after stream" Micha replied to one of the chat and moved on to the others.
Soupispretty :(Y/S/Name) is actually watching your stream rn lol
Micha choked on his drink as he tries to contain his coughs. He almost spat out the soda onto his keyboard and it would've been a nightmare to clean it up.
Scrolling through the main page of the streaming website on his other monitor, lo and behold, the (Y/S/Name) was indeed watching his stream. Specifically, the parts where he lose to the same boss every. single. time.
He felt his cheeks reddened everytime he heard (Name) laughed or giggled at him. They wouldn't just laugh at him though, they would also insert in some advices for him to improve on which made him incredibly jittery with excitement.
(Y/S/Name) also known as (Name) has always been an inspirational figure of his when he first started streaming. To be acknowledged by his idol causes him to be so overwhelmed, he almost fainted from how fast his heart is beating.
The chimes of his subscription's notif brought him back to his senses, Micha's chats were going crazy from the streamer's trance like reaction to (Y/S/Name) stream.
Kafkaismywife : is he okay??
Peachesandcrem : bro looks possessed💀
Collecting what little composure he has anymore, Micha decided to end the stream under the guises of him being exhausted.
"Ahem.. er sorry about that guys, i think the sleep deprivation is getting to me. So, thank you all for being in this stream but I have to log off now!" He smoothly blurted out, getting back into his streaming persona.
After saying goodbyes to his viewers, he clicked the end stream button. Alone with his thoughts, Micha switches the screen back onto your stream.
He knew from then on, his adoration for you had grown into something more. Something deadly and dangerous.
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(Name) let out an exhausted sigh as they had just finished another successful stream. They played horror games for hours and ended the stream by reacting to random clips their viewer sent via mediashare.
"I should probably take a shower and take a long nap right after.." (Name) thought.
Ping!
It was the sound of their notifications, (Name) picked their phone up and clicked on it. They were directed to their twitter where the person had messages them.
Michatwt
Hey! Thanks a lot for the advice you gave me when you reacted to my live
"Oh it's that streamer i watched earlier on stream" (Name) spoke outloud as they quickly typed out a reply.
(Name)ishere
No prob! Thought you needed some tips to beat the game haha
(Name) sent out the reply and Micha replied immediately. 'He sure is a fast typer' they thought.
Michatwt
This might sounds odd but would you be down to make a collab with me? I think it'll be more fun if you teach me on stream
They paused for a moment, thinking over their decision. (Name) have been wanting to make a collab stream before but never got to it. This would be a great opportunity to produce some new content!
(Name)ishere
Sounds good! We'll discuss about this collab later, I got something to do right now
Michatwt
Of course! See you later haha
Somewhere else, Micha was jumping out of joy and practically on his knees thanking the higher beings for this opportunity he's been given to be close to his idol, his (Name).
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A/N : ending on a cliffnote because this has been rotting in my draft.
#yandere x reader#gender neutral reader#tw: yandere#yandere#yandere male#yandere oc#yandere x darling#yandere x y/n#yandere x you#yandere male x reader
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Hype Train!
F! Streamer Reader x M!Yandere Streamer OC
Part 2~
His Info: 📹✨
Part: 1 2 3
!!!MINORS DNI!!!
CW: !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, extortion, pet names not given by ML (kitten, good girl), little angsty possibly?, smut will start in the next part!🐶✨!
“Sup Jazzy” his own voice says to him.
“Sup Devvy, how’re you and Issac?”
“Awww, did you just call cause you missed us?” they say in an mocking tone, their voice changing to one of their own mid way through the sentence.
“Always, but that’s not why I called.” He sends a copy of some of your cat cam footage that he sped watched through. “I just need the name of the dick hole at 57:32. I’d do it myself but I don’t want to look that thing up on my work computer.”
“Ooooo! I see why you need that info. She’s mine and Issac’s type too… Sent!”
“Thanks. This still doesn’t pay me back by the way.”
“Figures, I am using your face and all.”
“Yeah ‘nd my face is hot. You’ll owe me for a long time you filthy fuckin’ sadist.”
“Takes one to know one,” they say through a smirk. “Hey Jasper,” their head tilts in curiosity, “your girl just left her building…”
“What?” He pulls up some of the other cameras in the building to look. The second floor has a bling camera that pinged it’s owner’s phone just now.
Sure enough you’re seen walking down the stairs in front of that door. You have a baking pan in hands with one birthday candle sticking out of what looks like chocolate cake.
“Why is she going out at this time? it’s like 3am for her. Has she done this before? does she always bring cake, and nothing else?”
Not even a second passes, “Looks like once a month. She goes out at two-ish, I followed her through the ground cameras to a factory. Sending all footage from the last time now. And coordinates for current active cameras near the perceived destination.”
“Shit. A factory?! What could she possibly be doing at a place like that at three in the fucking morning. That’s so dangerous. Watch her until she gets home. And I don’t know, fucking, blow somethin’ up if shit starts to go down. I have to take a flight. ‘Nd, don’t go outside for a while, unless you get a new face in the meantime.”
“Awww, but I like your face,” they pout.
“Me too! Just kidnap someone for a minute, and deal with it. jeeze. You’ll figure it out.”
“Or I could—”
“Bye Dev.in, i’ll be in contact, and if something happens to her, you’re never getting out of my contract.”
“I hate being indebted to a filthy fucking sadist like you.” they fake a sigh, not actually upset.
“Takes one to know one.” Jasper hangs up abruptly, already packing up three laptops, and their accessories to go.
Sure enough, you’ve walked all the way to a factory at 3am.
You’re running a little late tonight…
He can wait… You think.
He’s already extorting you double, almost triple your rent now.
He can wait.
“Fuck!” You hurry.
All you brought is that stupid hollow cake filled with a plastic bag of cash, and a lighter. Like always.
Eventually you get there, none the wiser that you’re being watched over by a sort of guardian angel this time.
They invisibly follow as you swerve through dark alley ways. You take slightly different routes every time.
Dev.in sits watching, waiting, finding everything nearby that they could hack if they need to cause a distraction to hopefully save you if it comes to that.
You’ve done this so many times before, usually just out of a camera’s reach.
They get into the satellites, replaying footage, as it is unfolding in real time, comparing.
On more than one time you’ve gotten attacked.
Jasper isn’t going to like that.
He already doesn’t approve of this.
You hobble dazedly to the ER when that happens, but you still go to the drop off point first.
What could be more important or scary than that, that you’d not see a doctor first?
The satellite and the real time footage all play out similarly:
You meet the same man.
He grabs you
He kisses you on the cheek.
You light the candle.
He blows it out.
He leans in to say something into your ear.
You walk either home, or to the hospital depending.
Dogs are out barking viciously nearby.
You don’t even flinch at any of this anymore.
This has been going on for more than a year it seems.
What is in that cake?
“The cake you wanted.” You shift uncomfortably, holding the pan out in offering. “And sorry I was running a little late.”
“It’s okay,” He gives you that smile that sends a freezing chill right down into your bones. “things happen,” He shrugs.
He kisses you on the cheek, and leans further to tell you how much you owe them next month and the day he wants you to come.
His menthol cigarette scent makes you nauseous the closer he gets to you.
Intrusive and rough hands grope up your arms and one rests now under your chin.
He makes you feel filthy.
You’re grimacing.
“I trust you Kitten, besides… you know i’ll get my money one way or another.” His grip tightens and your face scrunches harder. “You’d hate to go back into the pit right? Now go on home and be a good girl until we meet again…” his grip is so tight you stifle a whine.
You turn and walk away again. Keeping your pace even, and your head held high.
You almost blend into the underground world.
Almost.
A man with a blade that glints in the cameras is following you back home.
While you fiddle with the main door’s lock and your keys, your hands tremble, displaying how terrified you really are.
Dev.in starts a car parked directly behind you.
You manage to stumble inside while the guy is distracted.
You lean against the inside of the front door, a relieved, and beyond stressed sigh leaves your chest.
Then you head upstairs, fatigued just like every time prior.
You have a fitful rest, filled to the brim with nightmares that constantly wake you up, panting and clutching your chest.
The dawn finally comes. The sun is more than welcome as it shines through the slits between your blackout curtains.
You jump out of bed, not wanting to try and sleep any longer.
You have today off work, thank goodness.
As soon as your computer is on, and dipcord is open, you get a DM, “Hey! Sorry I had to suddenly leave last night! getting a little overworked rn. Wanna VC soon?”
You call him this time.
The longer it rings, the harder your heart pounds.
“Hey there, Y/N, I forgot to tell you somethin’ last night.”
“Oh really?” You try not to sound nervous, or stressed but he can hear it all in your sleepy inflections.
“I have a meet up comin’ up soon!” He didn’t until last night though. “It’s in (a city near you), is that close to you at all? My viewers have been begging me to bring you since they met you!” He isn’t wholly lying, they really do love you already.
“What?! really!” your excitement overpowers you precarious emotional state, “That’s actually super close to me! I think I can afford the trip…” You sigh, remembering work, “Wait, um what day…?”
He frowns, his heart spreading a tingling sharp pain all the way down to his left hand, “I-I can change it! i-if you can’t make the day! when are your days off next month?”
“No!” ops, that came out a little too loud, “Uh, no, sorry. I can’t have you do that. I mean, what if your viewers already changed their schedule?” You sigh.
He hasn’t even told them yet, nobody’s schedule can be impacted.
He scrubs the footage from the bling camera downstairs to see your schedule quickly, you seem to have one day off a week… What the fuck? He thinks… And so much overtime, how little are they paying you?
“Jasper…?”
“Oh sorry! i only got like three hours of sleep last night,” he chuckles”
“Oh no! that’s not good, you should try and nap after this!” you sound so genuinely stressed for him. His pain evaporates.
“It’s on Tuesday the 12th. Is that doable?”
You sigh in relief, “Yes! I actually can! that’s so cool! it falls right on one of my days off!” Your gut flips, something feels so off…
Maybe it’s just the residual feeling from last night?
“Awesome! I’ll definitely be takin’ that nap soon then,” he laughs such a perfect and easy laugh, it somehow eases your entire being beyond belief.
Tears start prickling your eyes, and he hears your tiny sniffle.
“Is somethin’ the matter Y/N?” His voice is so gentle again. he makes you imagine a summer morning in a sprawling golden field. It’s like sun on your skin for the first time in so long…
Yes. God yes. your life. That’s what’s wrong. How the fuck did you get in half the predicaments you’re currently in? “No,” You fake a yawn, “I’m just a little sleepy, I guess we’re in the same boat there!” you let out a laugh that sounds more strained than you wanted.
You can’t cry yet.
Don’t cry yet.
Please.
Do. Not. cry.
I’m gonna take a nap too! sorry I-I have to go!” Your voice cracks, “sleep well, Jasper…”
You hang up without giving him a chance to say anything more. Without the chance to catch you.
and the second that app is closed, your dam bursts.
You feel like screaming, and you feel hoarse like you already have been.
How long ago was the last time you’ve cried?
The last time you’ve even felt safe enough to cry.
“Jazzy! my man-”
“Dev, I need ya to black this entire town out for an hour.”
#my oc#oc x reader#oc x you#yandere#yandere x reader#my fic#yandere x you#tw yandere#dead dove do not eat#oc jasper#yandere streamer#male yandere#yandere oc#streamer yandere#yandere streamer x you#yandere streamer x reader#streamer x streamer
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Yandere!Streamer with reader who has to sleep early
Imagine him letting you sit on his lap while he stays up late to play games; with your head rested on the crook of his neck, and him occasionally giving small pecks on your neck. Cutest creep everrr <33
Also, can I be 🐥 anon? (I’m the same anon who shared my little brainrot!)
Yeah of course, now I got two named anons lmaoo.
If he wasn’t using his web-camera to stream his face while he plays games then he’d definitely have you in his lap as much as he could. Maybe sometimes going a week without using the camera just to have you sleep in his lap as he focus’s on his game.
He’s a creep, but definitely a cute one
#yandere#yandere x you#yandere x y/n#male yandere#pls request#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#gn reader#soft yandere#gender neutral reader#yandere streamer#🐥 anon#yxami’s yam
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Stoner Darling and Miller would be so cute how have I not thought of this before?- Miller pausing or centering entire streams around the food they make catering to Darling's cravings. Miller didn't have to kidnap them either - Darling's just their neighbor Miller lured into their home with the promise of weed and food-
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Stoner Darling: Think I'm gonna sleep in my own bed tonight. Can't keep crashing at your place every night. Thanks for having me around-
Miller: You serious? Cant stop you, but I can tell you I was gonna make waffles for us tonight. Was hoping we could watch a movie on stream while we eat too.
Stoner Darling: ...eh, I could stay - my bed isn't that comfortable anyway.......
#miller my oc#yandere streamer#yandere oc#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere imagines#yandere x you#yandere scenarios#yandere headcanons#yandere blurb#yandere insert#yandere text#stoner reader
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love on the court | lmh
jock leeknow x nerd female reader
✮ ❝ lee minho, a 23 year old senior at levanter uni is the jack of it all. he was the captain of the football team, the president of the dance club, the resident chef and a loving cat dad of three cuties. it was unfair how he seemed to just have it all! good looks, amazing physique, never ending charisma and irresistible charm. safe to say, he was the most popular guy at your college, known for being the heartthrob and heartbreaker of everyone attending. but when he crosses paths with the shy and smart y/n, who is walking around, trying her best to keep her 8.5 gpa intact, he cannot help but feel he’s been wearing a mask all along. and why does only y/n have the power to take it off him? drawn to the silent beauty, minho feels his priorities change and who knows, maybe they fall in love? one thing is for sure, he has a whole lot to prove if he wants to win her heart and have his own love on the court. ❞ ✮
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➺ genre: university/college au, jock minho, athlete minho, shy girl x popular guy trope, strangers to lovers, typical college romance, nerd y/n, goody two shoes y/n and rule breake minho. cliche. CLICHE. so fucking cliche. it’s basically a 2000s girly movie in 2023 with lee minho in it. also some smau to make it fun.
➺ warnings: eventual smut, crude language- sweating and profanity, partying, clubbing, drinking and alcohol, mentions of drugs (none of the characters take them but they’re mentioned), causal sex, hooking up (i mean they’re all over age and in college so the usual), issues of mental health (anxiety and panic attack related to exams and assignments etc), minors dni
➺ schedule: whenever i can find time (i’m a full time uni student AND a part time intern AND i freelance so please try to understand🩵) . releases: october 2023.
➺ word count: in progress
➺ series taglist (don’t ask to be tagged if you’re a minor!!) : @endzii23 @you-make-skz-stay @tinyelfperson @nattisbored @jetblackbelle @helpsplease @lolos-hoes @noellllslut @thevampiregoth @astraystayyh @seo--changbin @jisunglyricist @felinows @she-wintersoldat @abbiestearsricochet @miin17 @laryisthinking @jisuperboard @theboyz-jacob @aishjah @skz-streamer @semi-semiisbae @httphans @urmomma0324
@hanjisunginc @moasworld @vixensss @realrintaro @ilovehimyourhonour @binnielovie @idkluvutellme @gnfelix @yandere-stories @berrybearbear @brooklynie @justletmehavethenamemarsomfg @phtogravi @yeetlixs @ddazed-lhs @skzwife-02 @moonlyah @babigriin @m111nho @boi-bi-ahaha @leeracha @hxraiiii @reidsfav @doyouknowbtsswag @skzwife-02 @dariangarcia @chlodavids
(taglist is CLOSED)
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🩵meet the characters pt1
🩵meet the characters pt2
✨dynamics 📱
->chapter one | the meet cute - 3.5K
you make acquaintance of your uni’s football team captain
->chapter two | the strike - 📱
the two friend groups have some heart to hearts
->chapter three | twitterati - 📱
the people of the uni are the biggest gossip mongers ever
-> chapter four | locker room talk - 5K
apparently the guys talked about you. oh, and minho wants to take you out. nothing big. (you were freaking out)
…..more to be added
#stray kids#skz#leeknow#lee minho#skz x reader#skz smut#stray kids smut#stray kids x reader#leeknow x reader#leeknow angst#leeknow fluff#stray kids imagines#leeknow x you#leeknow scenarios#leeknow smut#lee minho smut#lee minho fluff#lee minho series#lee minho x reader#lee minho fanfiction#skz smau#stray kids smau#han jisung#bang chan#yang jeongin#kim seungmin#hwang hyunjin#seo changbin#lee felix#🩵lotc
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Once again fighting the urge to bring another yan out without a proper intro post… either an aquarium/pet YouTuber whose Darling maybe works at a pet store or is a veterinarian, oooor a vtuber who can’t draw and is in love with the artist who makes and rigs their models?
Either way they’re heavily axolotl-themed
(And these aren’t exhaustive options for Darlings either, obviously… like Marcus’ Darling is usually a patient, but we’ve also explored a colleague Darling, similar with Erik, etc)
#yandere streamer#yandere vtuber#yandere youtuber#my thoughts#yandere#yandere oc#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#yandere x darling#yandere x you#yandere x reader#yandere cw
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Hi hi! There's so many things I want to request (Which makes me wanna join the anon army but idk if I can-) but I really don't want to send too many and potentially overwhelm you or anything buttttt I might as well ask at least one anyway! Can you maybe do a yandere priest that worships reader and forms a cult over them, and makes one or two or fifty sacrifices in their name, meanwhile reader is just...some loser basically.
Okie have a good day/night!
The divinity of a loser
pairing: Yandere Priest x loser darling
TW: yanderes, violence against others,
notes :i pop up again for funsies
reblogs and comments are appreciated
♡ Yandere priest who grew up in a very religious environment, who was kept away from all and any form of entertainment all his childhood, his father had started the cult and everything that was shown to them was restricted.
♡ Yandere priest who is a very benevolent figure among his followers,who spends all day consoling them, assuring them that in the eyes of their deity, all will be well.
♡ Yandere priest who for the first time in his life, got curious when one of the new members handed him his phone before joining, who out of curiosity decided to watch a 'streamer' as the new member called.
♡ Yandere priest who'd never fallen for someone this quick, surely is this was all it took, you truly were a incarnation of his deity.
♡ Yandere priest who argued with his father over bringing you in before having enough and disposing of his father before making himself the next head. Who rewards the new member, praising him for finding the human vessel of their deity.
♡ Yandere priest who hears you make an offhanded comment of your view count or subs and buys phones for everyone to watch when you stream. (of course, they're taken away once the stream ends).
♡ Yandere priest who listens to your every word religiously, any merch you have, he will buy, anything you mention you like, he will buy.
♡ Yandere priest who gets rid of all your competition with the help of a few of his contacts, who makes sure that you reach your goal life everyone else falls behind.
♡ Yandere priest who tires of seeing you through a screen, slowly slipping into your life and seeing your sorry states. Who comes over to your house with food or to make food, taking care of you, every now and then, till he invites you to his cult.
♡ Yandere priest who makes sure everyone's on their best behaviour when you come in, he makes sure that everyone listens to you. Anything you want, you will have.
♡ Yandere priest who if he hears you say that you're craving something, he will order the kitchens to make it so many times, you'll get tired of it.
♡ Yandere priest who bends to your will, you want a room to stream in, of course, he'll have it made, you want new mods? Why there are capable members who're well versed in obedience.
♡ Yandere priest who refuses to sit beside you, instead he'll kneel beside you,maybe even lay his head on your lap if you graciously allow him, and heavens forbid you run your hand through his hair, he'll start to feel things.
♡ Yandere priest who urges you to sleep every time he sees the bag under your eyes before accepting that perhaps, it what adds to your beauty.
♡ Yandere priest who took care of his father and isn't afraid to take care of more people for your sake.
#octo answers#yandere x darling#yandere x reader#tw yandere#octo writes#yandere#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#yandere x willing reader#yandere x y/n#yandere x you#male yandere#yandere headcanons
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⭐️Yandere Kylar x Reader⭐️
Premise: You're a streamer, and your biggest fan really really likes you
Warning: Non-con, kidnapping, gn reader
Minors DNI
Bright lights flash in your eyes, your fingers rapidly bashing buttons on your keyboard, your other hand furiously clicking your mouse. You whine as your character suddenly falls to the ground, dead.
"Ok, guys! Ok, I get it! I know I'm not that good at this game! No need to tease me!" You laugh. Inside, you're a bit peeved. These stinky bastards aren't here for your gameplay so they better shut up. Shut up and enjoy their eye candy. You're currently streaming an online first-person shooter. You made your little hobby into a little side hustle not too long ago. Guys love watching hot people play games and it's proven to be profitable. "I'm cute? Well thank you, Mr. Husband!" This guy is a regular. Gotta give him those shout-outs he practically pays for.
As much as it hurts to deal with these weirdos, It helps with expenses. You've even seen Robins username pop in and out quickly, probably hoping you didn't see. At first, you were uncomfortable with acting all sweet for your audience, but you warmed up to the idea when it started staving off your bastard Landlord at the orphanage you live in, Bailey. You play games dressed sexy, say sweet dumb things and the money comes pouring in.
These poor, lonely guys send you money in hopes you'll give them a crumb of attention, and you do. Sometimes, you say their names. You don't exactly care that you're taking their money at all. It's a gift! It's not like you forced them to give you money, nor did you even ask. They just want a chance to get in your pants and you're not gonna stop them from dreaming. You can't count the number of times people in the chat have asked if you have an onlyfans.
You'd never, of course, date one of these pigs. You imagine your viewers are stinky, slimy, greasy and would cum in their pants at just seeing you in person. Their whole body is probably sticky to the touch and shower maybe once a month they probably have piss filled mountain dew bottles on the floor next to their pc and shit stains on their seat. You're pretty sure a few guys in the comments are jerking off as you stream this very second.
A few times, you've received ominous messages in the comments from different users, almost threatening you for some ridiculous problem they have with you. How you play, what you're wearing, or just your face, so you make sure to always hide your location and are very vague about your personal life. You're used to them being weird, saying things about what they'd do to you if they were alone with yo- Just have to learn to ignore it. You calm yourself down.
"Well, that's enough for today, I'm getting sleepy! It was nice playing with you today. I'll see you tomorrow, goodnight, love you!" You blow a kiss at the camera. You see people commenting their 'i love you too's and whining about how you could stay a bit longer' in the chat before you disconnect. You made $540 from that two-hour stream. You received most of it from the same person. Mr.Husband. Not one minute after closing the stream, you get a message. You thought you disabled direct messages? You notice that it's to your personal account that's open on another tab from an unnamed account. No bio, no profile picture.
New user: Hey
New user: Do you want to meet up sometime? For coffee?
You: Who's this?
New user: I'm Kylar. You can get to know me when we get coffee.
You: Uh no? How the fuck do you know me?
New user: I love your streams, pretty. Drop the fucking attitude before you piss me off. I knew you'd be more of a bitch off-camera. You just look too good to be good hearted. You have to be taught obedience. You're lucky I care about you so much.
You: Keep your tiny prick away from me. I never want to see you in my presence. Disgusting. Ugly pig. Do me a favor and never ever leave your dirty cave. Go fuck yourself
New user: Wanna watch?
*New user has now been blocked*
You stand up and walk away from your computer. how the fuck did he find your actual account? You don't even have your real name anywhere. You start to undress, not noticing your computer's camera has flicked on again.
In a dark room, a man fists his massive cock slowly, eyes trailing up and down his obsession through the screen. His mind is filled with all the things he wants to do to a little cock tease like you. Ruin you, break you, crush you under his weight, teach you a lesson for whoring yourself out. A cute treat like you should have better manners "Pig...tiny prick. Ah, (y/n) I can't let you just say those things to your husband." he watches as you slide your underwear down, eyes zeroing in on the crevice between your thighs as you bend over. He shudders as hot baby batter coats his chest and thighs, continuing to roll down his cock in fat globs.
Two days later, you're walking back home from a late shift at the cafe. You plan to stream when you get home.
Something is watching you.
Cold sweat dribbles down the back of your neck. You shiver, the cold night air doing nothing to calm you. You can feel eyes drilling holes into your back. You picked up your pace, your eyes darting all around. Who is it? What do they want? You think you can hear footsteps not far away. They're getting closer. You break into a sprint and make it to Danube street before you're tackled to the ground. All air is pushed from your lungs, depleting you of oxygen. You do your best to fight against your unseen attacker, but they're far too strong. You try to scream, but only a wheeze comes out. The man roughly picks you up like a sack of potatoes under his arm and carries you into a mansion nearby.
He walked down a flight of stairs and threw you to the ground. You tried to scramble away, but he grabs your ankle and drags you back to him. You get a look at his face in the dim light. He's handsome, but his expression strikes fear in your heart. Fury is the only word you can think of to describe it. You scream and flail your limbs wildly, trying to get him the fuck off of you. You hear a crack and before you realize what happened, your cheek is burning. "Shut." Smack "The." Smack "Fuck." Smack "Up." He's seething by the end. Your head was knocked back into the ground by the last hit. A dribble of blood runs down your nose, your cheeks completely red and moderately swollen. You're no longer trying to fight him, head far too foggy to do anything but lay there in pain.
"I'm sorry, baby." He huffs, calming down a bit. "Don't fight me and that won't have to happen again." He wiped at the blood on your face with his thumb, cradling your cheek. A blush creeps over his face along with a deranged smile as he stares down at you with his unblinking eyes. "You're just so perfect. Everything." You feel a bulge forming atop you where he's straddled. He pants heavily as he looks you up and down. Hot tears slip down your swollen cheeks at the realization that you can't get yourself out of this one.
You lie completely still as he palms his crotch in front of you. "I...I'm kylar...you said I have a small prick, (Y/n)... That wasn't very nice. You should say things like that to your husband." You stare at him in awe...it's..the guy from the chat. did he find you? He's crazy. He's insane. He's gonna kill you. Your chest heaves up and down uncontrollably. You feel blood rushing to your ears, feeling the most fear you've ever felt in your entire life. He takes notice of your panic attack and tries to calm you. "H-hey! Shhh, it's ok, just breathe!" You don't hear a word he's saying and thrash wildly again. Your legs kick underneath him, but his body doesn't budge an inch.
You freeze when you feel his lips smash onto yours. He grabs your wrists in one hand above your head, effectively immobilizing you. It feels like he's trying to eat you, no longer caring about your little tantrum. "Just stay still." He mutters as his large hands roam up and down your body like he's waited his life for this moment. You feel his ever growing bulge rub against your stomach. He grabs your hands before you could try to fight him again.
"...You know...I've been giving you my good money, (Y/n). All because I knew how hard it was to live on your own. But now you're here with me. You'll be my personal house whore." You feel his breath hit your cheek. "Please...let me go. I didn't do anything to you!" You're full on sobbing at this point and to your horror, you feel his cock twitch against you.
"Oh fuck! Keep crying for me like that, baby." He's clawing your pants. Your eyes dart around the room for anything that can help you, but your blood runs cold when you just see hundreds of photos of you plastered all over his walls, some even on his ceiling. You hear a loud tear. This animal ripped your pants and underwear in the process of ridding them from your body.
You're a shaking mess as he cups your sex in his hand. "K-Kylar, please!" You cry, trying to appeal to his humanity. He groans, a little wet spot of pre cum appears on his crotch. "Say my name again." He demanded. His fingers rim around your hole, threatening to dive in. You quiver at the feeling. He unzipped his pants and you feel something impossibly large, heavy and hot slam onto your stomach with a thud.
He releases you momentarily and moves himself lower on your body, his head between your legs. His arms circle around your thighs in a vice grip. He takes a strong whiff and lets out a moan. You feel his tongue slide up and down your sex as his fingers plat around with your hole before dipping half a finger in. You're too dry, it hurts! You whine and struggle, uncomfortable. His finger dips all the way in, uncaring for your pleasure. You scream as he continues to thrust his finger inside you as his mouth engulfs your sex. He removes his finger and lifts himself off you. You sigh in relief.
That relief dies as you feel his meaty cock push at your hole. He begins to push in, but your hole resists. It's too big. He lets out a sound of annoyance before spitting on his hand and rubbing the liquid up and down his cock. It does little to help aid in his entrance. "This may hurt a bit…a lot actually." He wicked grin stretches across his face before he rears his hips back and forces his cock through. You let out a blood curdling scream he rips through your insides. He's only halfway in, your walls desperately trying to push him back out. He holds onto your waist and pulls you into him, bottoming out. You feel like you're bleeding, but you're too afraid to look down.
You can hardly breathe. His cock feels like it's in your stomach. Your body twitches, hot tears slipping past the corners of your eyes as you wheeze out please for mercy. He only looks down at you in awe at your beauty. "Oh, you're so cute like this! I knew you could take it! I know it hurts now, but just give it time." His thumb rubs at your tears. There's nothing you can do to get out of this. You feel completely helpless.He pulls himself out, and slowly goes back in, groaning. "Fuck, you're so tight" he grunts. You close your eyes and hear a flash. Your eyes snap open to see he's holding a camera. A blinding light fills your vision along with a 'click'. This sick fuck.
You let out an involuntary moan when he shoves himself into you at just the right angle. He presses himself deep inside you, holding himself there, his cock hugging your sweet spot. "Ah (Y/n)! (Y/n)! (Y/n)!" He chants your name like a mantra at each thrust, but you can barely hear him. All you can do is feel him. Hurt hurts so bad but feels equally as good.
You can't help but let little sounds of pain and pleasure spill from your lips as his hips ram into yours. You look up to see his eyes are completely rolled back. His lips press wet kisses to your cheek. You feel a knot start to build in your lower stomach without your consent and you feel yourself lift onto cloud nine. "Oh (Y/n), cum for me! Cum for your husband!" He moans. You feel shame and pleasure wash over you as you do just that. You clench around him, his breath hitches in his throat at the feeling. He slams into you harder and harder. The over stimulation is killing you now. It's too much!
You think he might break something inside you, you think his dick might knock your brain out of your skull with how hard he's pounding. You feel like your organs will never be the same. "Gonna get you pregnant, gonna breed you again and again. Gonna have my babies. We'll be great parents!" His muttering awakens what's left of the fight in you. "Ah! N-no, stop! I-I can't!" His hand slams over your mouth, his bottomless green eyes staring directly into yours. He lifts your legs up and puts them over his shoulders in a tight mating press.
He hits your special spot and your eyes roll back. He can reach far deeper like this. He slams into you with one final thrust, pressing into you with his full weight. You can't breathe. The over stimulation finally comes for you and you cum all over his cock again. You feel his cock twitch before unloading what seems to be an endless supply of semen into you. You can almost hear the wet sound of him cumming inside you. Your lower stomach rises by the sheer volume of cum produced. You wonder if he used to be a bull at Remy's farm or something. That thought quickly vanishes along with your whole mind as your brain is unable to produce anymore thoughts.
With a satisfied sigh, he pulls his slipping wet cock out of you, a rush of lightly pink cum following after, quickly stopping when he plugs you up with a small plug. His cock isn't even fully soft. You pray he doesn't decide he wants a round two. "That wasn't so bad, now was it? You were crying for nothing." He pants. He kisses your temple before picking you up by your waist, once again like a sack of potatoes in one arm. He walks over to a mattress on the floor and drops you on it, your body softly bouncing on top before settling in a heap. He had a mattress the whole time and still fucked you on the cold, dirty cement floor!? You hear a click and see he's chained your right angle to the wall. He smiles at you and pevks you on the lips the way a husband would before leaving to work. His mood did a 180. He's so very cheerful, his handsome face cheerfully grinning down at you like you're a cute little kitten.
"You did really well today, (Y/n), my love. I'll be back tomorrow. You won't get dinner tonight because you fought me so much, but you'll learn to behave. I want to treat you better, so please be good for me. Goodnight." With that, your new 'husband' stands up to his full height and walks upstairs, leaving you in the cold pitch darkness of the basement.
#lemon#non con#x reader#yandere#yandere x reader#dead dove do not eat#degrees of lewdity#kylar the loner
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can you write another Yan streamer x m!reader but have it yan!streamer invite reader to his stream for some gaming and chat actually liking reader a bit more than yan!streamer or just trolling on him, then maybe after the reader and yan!streamer start talking about dicks again and reader mocks yan!streamer saying he probably cums quick like a virgin, and then it inevitably leads to them jerking off together on a video call both mocking each other about how their faces look or the noises they both make just a angry video jerk off sesh.... and if I had to use like the terms you listed on your rules probably a domtop m!reader x dombot yan!streamer vibes, both fighting for dominance but reader wins ^_^
sorry it took so long, havent been getting lotta inspo to write for streamer yan ....... sorry for any mistakes mwah
yandere amab streamer x loser amab reader
[ his name is ambrose. he just looks like an ambrose shh. ] cw;; masturbation, creep streamer - mentions of stalking
it's a wonder how he manages to live so long. this goddamn idiot… he, ambrose - a friend, some weirdo streamer ( who you watch on the down low ) who invited you on his stream.
skeptical of course, as anyone would be really… like, would you be doxxed for hanging out with this guy??? he did have quite the following - ( you werent about to admit that he's pretty ), so it'd be a bit normal to have a few threatening comments directed at you.. haha. but that didn't seem to be the case at all! entering with the line, “you ruined my cloud watching.” when in reality you were just fucking around on your computer with no intent to play nor bother nor be bothered nor cloud watch - stealing the attention quite easily with idiotic one-liners after you kill him. the score, 10 to 3. how embarrassing for him…
“you literally keep giving yourself away, what's wrong with you?” you grunt, annoyed. yet humorous... not watching his stream for once to take him down for once… how commendable. but with one quick glance at his chat would tell you all you need to know, really… they seemed to favor you. your “cloud-watching” really got through to them, huh??? ( of course it was ambrose talking about you to his chat beforehand ) ah - in the midst of reading the flirtatious and ego-boosting comments, you were killed in your hunkered down position by melee.. yeah fuck this guy. grumbling to yourself as he laughs at you, face growing warm - anger or embarrassment? both.
“dude, just say AFK?” ambrose snorts, acting as though you are stupid. fuck you can't stand that tone of voice… obviously, you actually being pissed off is something he immediately takes note of - after a few more minutes of badgering you, he decides to end the stream. a sorrowful goodbye from his chat to you… how sweet.
ambrose humming in delight, clicking away and immediately running around the map to figure out where you respawned. if only he could stream snipe you like you do him... the second best thing is just watching you on a smaller monitor playing in your room. jerking off every other night like a crazed freak... him to you. he cant help himself, alright?!ㅡ“what do you know? who just got knifed in the throat?” that smug little bastard. in a private room, 1v1 on a relatively huge map… just for the comedic appeal for his viewers as he told you over messages
ㅡ“fuck you, i was away from keyboard!!”
“good game..” he says after an awkward throat clearing - squirming in his chair, trying to keep his tone from wavering…
“whatever, fuck you…” obviously having no other insult other than the classic fuck you. you grimace at your words, knowing you could've done better - done worse, commenting on his physical appearance again, or even mentioning dicks. but you were… hn. thinking about something else. jerking off after this ends…
ㅡ"yeah, yeah, i bet you dream of that…”
“no… who would want to dream of fucking a two-pump fuck like you?” you wrinkle your nose, grinning mischievously as you exit the lobby - relaxing back in your chair… “you wouldn't last.” you say simply, glaring over the camera at his form over the monitor.
ambrose scoffs, jerking his head back in disbelief. was he really talking this way to his object of affection? this is just like the dick thing all over again. he already feels his dick itching - precum smearing and staining his boxers as he aches uncomfortably in-between his legs.. “you probably can't last long… you seem like the type of virgin to cum right when he sticks his dick inside someone. or even something.. ” he huffs - a bit too nonchalantly. you weren't even on stream to be play fighting like this - ( doing it mostly for attention and because it's just your attitude - ) yet here you were.. “you seem to be the type to just use toys cuz he can't get anyone to let him fuck...” he grumbles under his breath, obviously picked up by his high-quality mic- it seems your comment hurt him, huh…?
“naah…” you shake your head, lackadaisical. “i pride myself in lasting long.” with multiple long lasting sessions of edging - yes, you couldn't not gloat. and this fucking guy would have no way of knowing if you were being serious or not… of course - ambrose knew this. he knew all too well of course?? spying on you, masturbating to clips of you jerking it - one so reminiscent it pops into his head doing his daily routine... your thighs trembling from overstimulation of not cumming, your head thrown back against your chair, fist gripping at your dick and languidly stroking... teasing yourself. augh..
ambrose pauses for a brief moment - looking off camera and fiddling with his keyboard. a moment of awkward silence… you fear you went too far with your teasing before he breaks the uncomfortable quiet withㅡ“why don't you prove it?”
ㅡhuh?
“prove it?” you repeat, dumbfounded and glancing at the monitor displaying his face - jumping slightly when you see him already glaring into you, immediately looking away. “prove it by what, jerking off in front of you?” you scoff at the idea - definitely open to it. it sounds like something you jerked off to once anyhow - and to live it out with this fucking jackass tryhard? hm.
“... yeah. let's see who'll last the longest…” ambrose shrugged, all “cool-like”. “actuallyㅡno.” he shakes his head, grinning smugly as he runs a hand through his shaggy brown hair, playing his chill-relaxed guy persona.. “i already know it'll be me, no need to embarrass you.” he snorts, shaking his headㅡ
he gets anxious after you don't reply for the next minute. you couldn't help it - you were thinking excruciatingly hard about the offer - jacking off to each other, technically? well.. don't mind if you do…
“... sure.” you finally decide, pursing your lips and making a point not to look at the screen displaying his face, fiddling with your keyboard. “i'll win. you're a fucking virgin, after all..” still getting one last grumbling insult in… sounding utmost serious about the whole ordeal, and he was sure you would. he ... really, realistically, wouldnt last a minute...
“s-sure??” he questions, making sure he heard you correctly - seriously? SERIOUSLY SERIOUS? already fumbling with his pants - dick hard from just talking to you, the person he held deep affection forㅡ
"y-you look.. so .." you exhale deeply, biting harshly on your bottom lip as you thumb the slit of your cock; warm spit-covered palm gripping softly, up down up down.. urk-! head tilted back and glaring into the monitor that displays his frame, shirt pulled up revealing his abdomen and a full shot of his cock that he was abusing- you can't finish your first sentence, it was supposed to be an insult... but the coiling of your lower intestines distracts you - and you try to dissuade your bodyㅡ”really… i can tell you're seriously holding back.” trying to act all nonchalant while beating your dicks on video chat.. fucking nerds.
"y-you're one to talk, look at you!!" he hisses, almost slamming his hand on the table as he grips the base of his cock. jesus. fucking loser ass nerds. "you're clearly about to cum. j-just look at your faceㅡwhat, do i get you off?? cmon, you can tell me.."
tell him that he gets you horny? as if, that fucking creep.
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A little crazy for you (L.MH)
pairing: sex worker!reader (afab) x Obsessed Yandere!Minho (+ Sex worker!Chan, FWB & Assistant!Seungmin, Camera Man!Changbin, Editor!Jisung)
warnings: angst, smut, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sadism, masochism, bdsm, cuckolding gone horribly wrong, straight up porn, minimal to no plot, Violence, gore, blood, squirting, psychological horror, stalking, Assault, Stockholm syndrome, etc.
it's Friday and you know what that means? it's live stream night. Friday's were your busiest nights. The stream would start in approximately 30 minutes, at exactly 9:00 pm just like every other Friday for the last 2 years.
You never thought you'd ever be doing porn in any way, shape, or form but college is expensive. You basically grew up being sexualized and sex was always a fun pastime but, porn was in a totally different league. Now you've been doing it consistently for the last two years and were among some of the top creators.
The routine was the same every Friday. Waking up around 8am, going for your morning run, coming home to feed your cat, taking a nice long boiling hot shower, tidy up your apartment, get your work room set up with your nice plush blankets and pillows, start chugging water, doing your hair and makeup, picking your lingerie and outfit themes, adding decor to match the theme, then setting up your filming equipment.
That's what brings you to the current moment. Sitting pretty on your bed, legs crossed, just waiting for 9pm to hit. Tonight you were dressed like a Playboy Bunny for Easter. There were rabbit stuffed animals and other rabbit and Easter decorations around you. It was far from childish though, more like Easter on molly if that makes any sense.
Not too long after getting situated perfectly for the camera you heard the familiar beep of the camera starting to record and the stream was live. You never have to wait long for the viewer count to go from zero and shoot up to well over 1,000. Seeing the number of viewers shoot up and keep climbing, accompanied by the flood of comments and tips caused your signature smirk to pull at the corners of your lips. The excitement and confidence surging through your veins like the most expensive drug in existence, your personal addiction.
Minho's phone pinged with a new notification. He knew exactly what it was but checked it anyways. The notification was one he'd turned on many months ago, probably a little over a year ago actually. It was 8:50 on a Friday, of course he knew what it'd say without having to check it, the text of the familiar notification engraved into his brain.
The notification read; "Hello, @linosleeknowing! Y/N-ie will be beginning their live stream in ten minutes, don't miss out!" a sigh escaped his lips, raising his eyes from his phone to stare at the profile displayed on his computer monitor again.
Minho always made sure his Friday schedule was completely clear every Friday. He'd go to his classes in the morning, usually getting back home around 3:30pm, feed his three cats, then sit in the chair stationed at his desk and wait for the following 5 and a half hours. He only left his seat to go to the bathroom, grab food and drinks, and feed his cats their dinner. While he waited for the stream to start he'd scroll on his phone, watching cat videos and other mindless entertainment on Tiktok.
Ten minutes later, another ping sounded from his phone and a different notification sound coming from his Computer. The live stream had begun. He clicked on the new thumbnail that popped up and began his fun. Hand subconsciously palming his soft cock over his sweats in anticipation while listening to the woman on the screen talking to her viewers. The Playboy Bunny set up not failing to send all the blood in his body coursing straight to his cock.
He never spoke much in the chat but he made himself known every stream by tipping the streamer often with large amounts of money each time. He was the #1 tipper for her and had been for months.
"Welcome back Linos, I always miss you so much all week. It makes me so happy to see you here, with me, every single Friday for the entire live. You never miss a steam my love~ thank you." The voice alone could make him cum in his pants and he was only about 5 minutes into the stream.
"God... what I wouldn't do just to have on Chance with you." he spoke to his screen but his words only reached his own ears. "My pretty bunny. All mine and only mine. One day, I will have you and never ever let you go. I promise baby." with his words spoken only to himself, he pulled his cock out and did his best to focus on the conversation she was having with the chat but the bunny suit took all of his and his cocks attention.
••••••••• 4 very satisfying hours later ••••••••••
"F-fuck! I can't! shit! I'm gonna cum again. please can I come again? wanna be your good girl and cum again. please?" you begged, loud and panting. Your chest was heaving as you saw the comments flood yet again with permission to reach your 6th orgasm.
When you let go, your screams of overstimulation filled the room again. Your throat was raw and your voice was hoarse. You squirted all over the blankets and the toy that was just pounding relentlessly into you thanks to the very expensive machine you'd bought. You'd be surprised if the camera didn't have your juices covering it, good thing you'd bought a water resistant upgrade after you broke the last one.
After you'd come down from your high completely spent and exhausted, body shaking from the intensity of your orgasms, you said your goodbyes. Your soaked, cum covered cunt gaping and squeezing around air on full display for the camera. Once you heard the same beep from earlier indicating that the stream had ended you let your sore body collapse backwards onto the bed to fully recover before even thinking about trying to use your legs again.
With that, another lucrative Friday night comes to an end at the early hours of 1 in the morning. You cleaned up your mess, took a shower, changed your bedding, and lastly cleaned and put away all your toys and equipment. Once all that was done, you let your body flop onto the fresh sheets. Once you were cozy under the covers you decided it was time to check your earnings from the stream.
"Ah, $6,279 tonight. Not bad Y/N, not bad at all." you let out an exhausted sigh and shut your laptop. You rolled onto your side, hugging your favorite stuffed bear to your chest and fell asleep almost instantly the second your eyelids fluttered closed. Sex, sex work, and porn was fun and extremely rewarding but so so exhausting at the same time.
"Already? I JUST filmed a collab last week didn't I?" your tone exasperated, as you stirred the melting ice in your coffee with the straw. You were currently in a cafe with your assistant discussing your upcoming work schedule.
"Y/N, you know that you film collabs every week. We have this same exact conversation every single week." your assistant spoke with annoyance as he rolled his eyes, the conversation beginning to resemble that of a broken record on loop. Every single week, the same conversation regarding a new collab.
"But Seungmin! Collabs are so exhausting sometimes! It's annoying to have to fake my orgasms half the time. Why is it so hard for some of these guys and girls to make me finish?" you had a pout on your face, giving your assistant puppy dog eyes as if you could get out of it.
"You and I both know that your collabs are in the top most lucrative types of content you make. That's why YOU declared that you'd film them weekly. I didn't choose this for you, Y/N. You did." Seungmin was right but that didn't mean you weren't gonna be a brat and complain about it.
Before he became your assistant, he was your best friend for the last 8 years. He's been supportive of your work since before it started, that's why you offered him the job as your assistant. Not only did he support you but he also made sure you kept your own word. He wouldn't let you stop collaborating with other sex workers because you had specifically told him not to.
"I know I know... Who's it going to be with though? please tell me that I won't have to fake an orgasm for the third week in a row..." you let out a sigh as you ran your hand through your hair, pushing it all back and off your face dramatically like having sex wasn't one of your favorite things in the world.
"It's Chan. You've done a few collabs with him and you've been happy with the results along with your viewers. So, I don't wanna hear anymore complaining." he squinted his eyes at you with an annoyed smile on his lips. You felt your face heat up with the mention of the man, having to squeeze your thighs together from excitement. He was probably the best person to collaborate with.
"Why didn't you say that in the first place!? I wouldn't have complained puppy!" you said a little too loud, gaining judgemental looks from the other patrons in the cafe, especially to the embarrassing nickname you called the male at the table with you. The nickname earning a loud, annoyed, groan to erupt from his chest as he threw his head back and used both his hands to cover his face.
"I told you to stop fucking calling me that Y/N!" he spoke through his hands but the blush that blossomed on his neck and ears reminded you of just how much you still affected him, best friends with benefits and all. He's always been putty in your hands no matter how snarky he'd get with you. It's part of the reason why you loved him so much. Platonically, of course.
"Fuck! oh my g-nnnggh!" you screamed, eyes rolling back as the vibrator was pushed against your clit and the intensity was turned up. Chan's fingers curled skillfully into your dripping cunt as your legs shook violently with your third orgasm. You squirted all over his fingers, his lower abdomen, and the beautiful rock hard cock that was also pushed against the vibrator between your bodies.
"God- you're so fucking pretty like this, I just can't get enough of this sopping cunt, so needy for my cock." Chan spat out as he continued to push you further and further into overstimulation. After you rode out your high, trying to squirm away from the never ending stimulation of the vibrator, Chan finally turned it off. You were panting, chest heaving as drool trickled down your chin.
You were already starting to feel a bit brain dead but there was so much more to be done. You and Chan didn't get to collab often so when you were able to fit time together into your busy schedules, you made the most of it. The two of you were the most popular sex workers on the platform. Him being the #1 male content creator and you being the #1 female content creator. Both of you always had thousands of companies and other content creators from various sites reaching out to work with you.
"Cut!" Changbin yelled, cutting off the camera and grabbing the both of you water bottles. It's already been about two hours since the filming started so it was time for a break to replenish. "Good so far?" you asked your camera man while you and Chan started chugging the ice cold water he'd handed the two of you.
"I don't know why you even feel the need to ask me that." Changbin said with a gruff chuckle slipping from his throat, pants obviously a bit uncomfortable with the tent that'd started forming against the loose grey fabric of his sweats. Changbin always got aroused during filming when you were having a good time. He's worked with you long enough now to know when you faked your orgasms and loved when you didn't have to. You'd be a bit offended if he didn't get hard watching you work.
"I gotta say Bin, your self control is something to be studied. I can't control myself around Y/N, and this is literally my job." Chan's words weren't teasing but of genuine amazement. A small smirk painted his lips as they wrapped around the bottle again. Changbin's ears turned a bright shade of red at the shell in response to Chan's words but he tried to play it off by rolling his eyes. Before Changbin had a chance to retort, the conversation was cut short by a knock at the door.
"Come in!" you yelled in response not bothering to cover up or do anything about the position you and Chan were in. The pretty Australian man still resting on his knees nestled between your shaking thighs. It didn't take long for your other Assistant and editor to join the three of you in the filming room. "What did you guys want to eat? I'm gonna order some take out before you guys get back to it." his words were calm and he was also amazing at acting unaffected, even though Jisung was probably the horniest person you'd ever met.
A smirk reappeared on your lips as you eyed Jisung, Changbin, and Chan up and down before speaking. "Well, I'm currently looking at 3 out of the four things that I'm always craving~" you purred at the three men surrounding you, Seungmin not being there at the moment as the fourth on the list. Maybe the fact that you have a long history with the people who work for you wasn't the most professional but you wouldn't have it any other way.
"I see things never change. One day we should all film a little collab. I'd personally love to get a taste of everyone, Y/N is being a bit too stingy." Chan licked his lips eying all of the boys up and down and you could feel your clit throbbing in response to the idea. Everyone seeming to also, get excited at the idea.
"This is gonna be a very long week isn't it?" you asked no one in particular with a small giggle spilling from your plush lips, knowing that you probably won't be able to walk for the next few days after all the fun the 5 of you, Seungmin included, will end up having.
This wasn't new for Minho at all. Sitting outside of your home, out of view as he watched you through your windows. He couldn't recall when exactly he'd first started stalking you, finding out all your favorite places to go, memorizing all your orders, knowing your schedules down to the last millisecond, he was perfect for you after all.
He also knew that you always kept this particular window cracked during filming so the room wouldn't get too stuffy while you worked. His cock exposed to the cool breeze outside as his small hand pushed himself into his own overstimulation, matching your orgasms almost perfectly. Again, he was absolutely meant for you, you just didn't know that yet.
What was new for Minho was the tight, painful knot that formed in his chest when he saw his best friend Jisung entering your room. It was new for Minho to feel bile rising and burning in the back of his throat seeing you look at Jisung so hungrily. It was new for Minho to feel his own blood boil as it coursed through his veins at the mention of you getting ruined by the other man that his best friend happened to be a part of.
Not only was it angering enough to think of anyone other than him getting to experience your body in ways that was meant for him, and him alone but he was able to handle that considering it was strictly for your job and he didn't know any of the people you worked with. He just needed to wait a bit longer before he could have you all to himself.
But that all changed the second his best friend walked into that room, the second you spoke so casually about letting his best friend have your body in ways he could only dream about, the moment he witnessed your perfectly manicured hands slide under Jisung's shirt exploring the toned muscle underneath, and then when your pulled him down by the collar of his shirt and he could see your tongues dancing together and Jisung's hands meeting your still soaking wet cunt. When he heard the beautiful song of your moans being swallowed by his best friend's mouth, knowing that it should be him making you feel good and not the mother fucker he'd previously called his platonic soulmate, he saw red.
Minho lost it. Fully and completely lost any shred of sanity he had inside his brain. Before he could even think about what he wanted to do, he was climbing through the open window. At some point he'd put his cock away before doing anything, thank god.
As his body made it through the open window and into the room, his hand was in his pocket. His nimble fingers wrapping around the cold metal of the box knife he carried with him at all times. He was so out of it with pure rage that he hadn't realized that he'd just grabbed Jisung by his long brown locks, pulling him off of you as you and the other three men in the room started screaming.
No one could keep up with everything going on as an absolutely stranger broke into your home and grabbed Jisung like he was a rag doll. Screams ripped from Jisung's throat as Minho's grip tightened on his hair, sure to rip it out or even scalp him with the sheer amount of force behind the attack.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" he screamed as his body collided with the floor, his left arm failing to break his fall when a snap echoed through the room and pain shot up his arm from his wrist. Jisung's arm was now broken from trying to catch himself against the hard floor. A blood curdling scream ripped through his body and the stranger was on top of him in a flash. His Knees straddling the small waist of your editor as he locked the younger to the floor with his body weight pressing down on Jisung's abdomen.
"CALL THE COPS! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!? WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?" Changbin's voice ripped through the room and seemed to slightly bring Chan back to reality as he reached for his phone. But before Chan could even unlock his phone, Minho's knife was out of his pocket and the tip of the blade was pushed into the inside of Chan's bare thigh only millimeters away from Chan's Balls. "Put down the phone or I will castrate you." Unfortunately for Chan, grabbing his phone put him far too close to the deranged male for comfort. Not to mention, he was still completely exposed, making him one of Minho's targets aside from Jisung.
Chan's fear caused the phone to slip out of his hands, his natural reflex to catch it before it collided with the floor caused the tip of the sharp blade to push into it's spot on his thigh slightly, breaking the skin and causing blood to start running down the inside of his thigh. A hiss escapes his lips from the stinging pain inflicted by the wound and he froze. "Okay- I-im not calling anyone. J-just remove the knife. please." Chan begged, voice shaking in fear.
"No. Everyone else, throw your phones where his is now or I will make sure that not a single one of you will be able to pleasure yourself or another person ever again, if you can survive the tournament that is." he didn't need to ask twice, everyone on the brink of pissing themselves from fear as they fumbled to throw their phones into some sort of pile on the floor. Hands in the air in submission and fear, showing that they weren't doing anything to anger the ravenette that still sat on top of a very scared Jisung, holding his arm like that'd actually do anything to help the pain from the broken bone.
"M-Minho...? Why- What's going on man?" Jisung's words were shaky and unsure, his sobs of pain cutting between the words that were so much softer than before. That got Minho's attention just for a second, his eyes snapping to meet the tearful ones of the male underneath him before going back to watching the other three individuals in front of him, making sure no one had a chance to try anything while he was distracted.
A sinister laugh escaping the depths of Minho's chest, enticing a new fear from his new found hostages. Jisung didn't even recognize his best friend. There was something so very unsettling about him at this moment. He seemed completely feral right now like a wild animal, deranged even.
"Ah, Jisung..." his words came out sickly sweet, nauseatingly soft and calm as if he didn't have a knife to Chan's Manhood, didn't break Jisung's arm and almost scalp him, etc. His tone was so... innocent and he was so believable too if you didn't witness everything that had happened in the span of 10-15 minutes. "If only I'd known you were the one who'd betray me like this. Trying to steal my Y/N from me..." his pupils were blown wide as he stared down at the male underneath him. " You've been going behind my back and touching what belongs to me!" tone no longer sweet, Minho's words were terrifying.
In one swift motion Minho's hand that was wrapped around the knife that remained nestled against the flesh on Chan's thigh swung downward and impaled Jisung's shoulder and was pulled out just as fast. A blood curdling scream ripped through Jisung as he thrashed under Minho's powerful thighs trying so hard to get away. There was only so much he could do with a broken left arm and his right shoulder pouring blood from the stab wound.
Minho had his knife back on Chan again but instead of being at his inner thigh, the now bloody blade made its home at the base of Chan's cock, the edge of the blade pushing into the skin but not enough to break it. But, just one tiny move from Chan would have his cock cut clean off, that realization causing every muscle in his body to tense as he screwed his eyes shut trying to calm his hyperventilating into normal breaths again.
You were frozen in fear, watching the scene play out before you. "W-who are you... why are you doing this?" your voice was small and weak, your muscles tense as your form shook on the bed, absolutely petrified. Even with your voice small, The stranger heard it. His dark, cold eyes locking on your tear filled ones. It may be the fear making your delirious but you could've sworn that his eyes softened, small twinkling stars dancing through the black orbs. Your heart skipped a beat. He was so... pretty?
"Oh, Y/N-ie my love. I'm so sorry we had to meet officially like this. Trust me, you know me so so much more than you think." he cooed and for some reason you felt your cheeks heat up at the soft, sweet words that carried no malice. The 180⁰ shift taking you by surprise as the world began to get drowned out. You were captivated and Hypnotized by his gaze, his soft bunny smile, his strong nose. He really was like a beautiful statue crafted out of marble. Breathtakingly Gorgeous.
It was silent for a while, the two of you in your own world, no one moving, no one speaking, nothing as important as the two of you, together in this moment. "Linos." was the only thing to fall from those gorgeous pink lips, that word bouncing off every surface of your skull as you remember him from your lives and your past interactions.
"My Linos..." the words slipped out before you could catch them. The fan you'd been secretly harboring a crush for was in your room, his appearance more gorgeous than you'd ever imagined. He was everything you'd dreamt of and so so much more. The entire fiasco leading up to this moment completely leaving your mind because HE was here. HE was with you now.
"Yes, Y/N-ie. I'm yours, always have been and you're mine. I couldn't stomach seeing them touching you in the ways that are meant for me and only me. I'm so sorry it went this far, I just-" Minho was cut off by your hand softly resting against his slightly bloody cheek. Your thumb brushed over the soft skin under his eye as he nuzzled into your hand. You didn't understand what was happening to you. You should be angry, terrified, calling the cops but you just couldn't do that to him.
Suddenly your lips were on his, your body completely under his spell, your heart racing as your lips danced together so perfectly in sync, fireworks erupting on your skin everywhere his touches landed, where his breath grazed across your skin and your body was calm, euphoric, in absolute bliss. A bliss you've never felt before. A feeling of safety wrapped around your heart as the kiss continued. Safe. Home. Minho was your home and you'd finally found him.
When the two of you pulled away, you could barely tear your gazes off one another as your eyes searched your room, remembering the other men that were there. Passed out, they'd fainted. All of them unconscious on the floor, adrenaline finally worn off. Your eyes went back to Minho before you spoke again. "What do we do about them?" you asked Minho trusting him completely for some reason.
"I don't wanna kill them if I don't have to, I will if it means keeping you safe..." there was a pause, Minho was genuinely thinking about what to do.
"No. No killing love, I just found you. I don't want you going to prison." you hummed after your words filled the room and both your ears. You looked down again at the three men unconscious on your floor. An idea coming to mind as to what to do.
"Concussions." was all you said and it was as if Minho knew exactly what you were thinking. If they all had concussions their memories would be fogged for sure. Then you could take Jisung to the hospital, saying that he'd been attacked and then you'd be able to lie to them all about what'd happened tonight, who Minho was, how the two of you met, etc. and everything would be fine. You'd be able to live in your happy little world with Minho, Jisung, Changbin, Seungmin, and Chan.
Everything
was going to be
just fine.
This honestly went so far off track of what I was planning but um, here it is?? I'm so sorry it's not one of my faves at all but I wanted to get this out for you guys:(
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