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b1rds3ye · 7 months

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AASAABSJS I'm so glad your requests are openn!!!! I seriously love the way you write for the characters! I think your writing is so in character an ARHBAHHA 😍😍🤩🤩🥰🥰SO may i request how the 141 boys react when the see their s/o has made them in the sims? Like they see him and his s/o in their little sims family. Idk I thought it would be cute.

Love you! Don't rush and take care of yourself 💗💗💖💖💋

I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME ALMOST TWO MONTHS ASDKFJASDKF MY BRAIN WAS NOT BRAINING WITH THIS PROMPT

Look, It’s Us!

How the 141 boys react to you making you, them and a potential family in the Sims (+ other little gaming shenanigans)

Characters: Captain John Price, Simon “Ghost” Riley, Johnny “Soap” MacTavish, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Genre: Pure Fluff

Word Count: 1.2k (~400 words each)

A/N: Gotta confess, I’ve never actually played the Sims before ACK-

Captain John Price

It’s not often, but Price will occasionally play the Sims when he truly has nothing else to do. He’s not particularly creative with it though, just lets the game randomly generate a character and then lives their life with the quirks they have. Still, good fun!

John figured you’d play the opposite to him, testing the limits of the game and torturing your Sims with that simultaneously wonderful and terrifying mind of yours - beyond the army John doesn’t have the creativity to turn Sims into experiments that violate human rights. So imagine his pleasant surprise when he notices you playing relaxedly with a whole family that looked like you and him, taking the greatest care in making sure everything goes well

“Having fun there, love?” he smiles, looking over your shoulder. When you zoom in on the little Price you made in the Sims and then comment how it’s not nearly as handsome as the real thing, he swears you’re single-handedly warming up this jaded heart of his

He could watch you all day as you tinker on the game, but he naturally acts as your anchor. He doesn’t care if this is just a Sims version of you, you are not hijacking that spaceship and blasting off to god knows where! Ultimately he can’t stop you but the conversations that have come out of your antics are very entertaining

John nods along as you animatedly talk about the little virtual family you made. Whether it’s the family itself or your choices in customising the home, he’s listening and he’s remembering. He might not have infinite money like when you’re playing with cheats but it’s in his nature to give you his all, and he won’t stop giving until he’s made an imitation of your dream on the screen

Simon “Ghost” Riley

He hasn’t touched the game, he’s not particularly interested but he’ll definitely be around you when you play. Simon will be doing his own thing, but upon hearing the signature background music of the Sims you’ll see the slightest bop of his head

It was one day, he walked past you, his eyes flickering on the screen while you zoomed up on a character with features suspiciously like his. He watches silently as you zoom out, and there’s a character that looks like you as well and- is that a kid?

“Looks nothin’ like us,” he says simply at the family. “Not my fault you don’t have an imagination,” you stick out your tongue. “I’ll install some mods for more customisation.” He was just cracking a joke but it’s endearing how seriously you take your virtual counterparts

Simon doesn’t just observe the family, he also observes the rest of what you’ve customised. Is that your dream house? Ah, it seems you like that style of furniture. Simon will keep that in mind the next time you have to go shopping, or will find small gifts for you with the same general aesthetic

Has the uncanny ability to speak simlish - or at least replicate the sounds. It sounds straight from the game, you have no idea how he picked it up or why. If you ask he says it’s because “you’re bloody addicted to playin’ that thing”. All you know is that if one of the Sims shouts out something Simon will actually grumble out a response under his breath

Your Sims family has become a little mental vision board for Simon. To keep fighting to return home, to slowly but surely clean up the mess that is his broken mind until he can guarantee a future with you that is equally as tranquil and colourful as the little pixels on your screen

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

Johnny loves his action and exhilarating games, shooters, horror, you name it. As such, he doesn’t play Sims much but if he does, he’s treating his randomly generated sims as human lab rats

Roasts your character customisation to hell and back. Johnny’s gripping onto you, shaking you back and forth, dramatically whining about how his eyes aren’t that specific shade of blue, his mohawk isn’t that big and you’ve got his nose all wrong- what are you doing?!

He’ll complain but if you actually give him controls he’ll customise his own character to look noticeably worse. Just don’t ever give him access to this game because he’ll also make your character look nothing like you

That being said, Johnny gets really into the little family you’ve made. He’s actively discussing with you the furnishings that should be used in the house, if your virtual child should be a ghost hunter or a fortune teller, and if you need a bathroom break he’s ensuring no one sets the virtual house on fire

You better not tell Johnny that you’ve added pets into the virtual family because Johnny is already out the door to the nearest animal shelter. If there are things that these stupid little Sims have that is easy to get or Johnny already wanted, he will get

At the odd moment, you’ll catch Johnny getting quite sentimental over the game. Working in the army is chaotic, never mind his actual role as demolitions expert, it’s hard for him to ever imagine a day where he settles down. But watching you fret over whether this virtual couch should be placed on the left or right side of the living room has him looking forward to that day (by the way you should put the couch towards the back)

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Kyle has honestly tried every game under the sun if it’s casual and entertaining enough, from PVP shooters to laid-back simulators. If you’re not playing Sims, then he will be. But if you’ve beaten him to the punch he doesn’t make you stop, only sitting back and watching you keenly, commentating and giving you suggestions

He’s actually been part of the creative process since Day 1, when you made Sims versions of you and him, he tried to find the character customisation features that best resembles yours, but could only lament that he couldn’t make your Sim look as good looking as you

He loves starting off the game where your respective Sims are strangers, going through all the motions of wooing you all over again, proving to you that no matter the context Kyle will win your heart. You may have to comfort him with cuddles if your Sim version rejects his Sim’s advances though

Once your Sims are together, this little flirt will tell you that your Sims need more kids knowing full well what that implies

Kyle likes provoking you a little, discreetly suggesting using the ugliest pieces of furniture available in making your house. When you bite back that you’re going to make sure this house looks perfect, he’ll eventually relent after begging with his signature puppy-dog eyes

He’s memorised some of the Sim’s spoken dialogue, particularly the romance lines spoken in that exaggerated flirty tone. He’ll say it to you out of the blue sometimes, causing you to burst out into giggles

The game is all fun and, well, games, but it doesn’t stop Kyle from looking forward to the future. You might not have access to the grim reaper, you may never be able to build a pool surrounded with toilets in real life, but he’s excited to create his own little home and family with you, whatever it may look like

Call of Duty Masterlist

#cod x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x you #task force 141 x reader #captain price x reader #john price x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #john mactavish x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #/*avery actually writes*/#/*avery checks the mailbox*/#anon mail ❤️

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milesmolasses · 1 year

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I'm gonna kill you

miles morales x reader

if you don’t know what “throwing franks” means it basically means telling someone to “suck my dick” lmao

which reminds me the setting is nyc (bk)

is this what ppl call crack? idk man

"miles I'm not playin with you right now, put my water bottle down I'm thirsty!"

miles walked around the dingy restaurant, my bottle in his hand, which was waved high in the air. "you gon have to come and get it than miss smart mouth! you keep playin with me like I can't beat you up," he joked.

miles has been my best friend ever since the middle of third grade when he switched his elementary school. i remember when he was this tiny, shy kid who sat at the back of the school basement for lunchtime since our school never had a formal lunchroom. all i wanted was to make a new friend, so i walked up to the shy new boy and ate my lunch with him. we would walk home together, play at the park together, and have cute lil playdates scheduled by our mothers; ah, yes, those were the times; up until now.

"bro, my bad, just give me my water bottle my mouth is on fire, no funny shit," i had my tongue out, breathing heavily. my mom owns this restaurant, where she cooks (insert culture) dishes for the world of Brooklyn to enjoy. this space doubled as our hang-out spot, considering i would stop by every day after school for free food. my mom had served me (insert dish) with extra spice; "try something new," they said. "it'll be delicious," they said. while yes, the food was good, the new added spices had me steaming at the ears, tongue out, huffing and puffing like a damn dog.

now you may be wondering, "who the hell told you to do this?" miles. it was always miles. he knows I don't usually stray from the usual dishes that i get every time we come here, but somehow he convinced me that trying something new would be good for me. so, i let him order on my behalf; this dude ordered me (insert cultural food)… with 3x the amount of hot sauce I usually get. leading us to now...

"'my bad' is not an apology, bozo, i need to hear you say what i want you to say," he said with the biggest smile on his face. all i did was throw a frank at him, and he chose to torment me, saying, "i was disrespectful." he wants a sorry? imma give him a damn sorry.

"ok ok I'm sorry, miles please just give me the bottle," this time, my eyebrows were furrowed and i made sure to put my acting skills to the test. miles gave me a worried look, scared that he actually went too far this time in his games. he gave me back the water bottle and came closer to me, examining my face to see if i was ok.

"yo, you good? I'm sorry i didn't know it was that deep. here you go drink this," he looked so sorry. he looked like he really regretted what he did to me, it almost made me feel bad for what i was about to say to him.

almost...

"yeah, it was that deep... deep in ya momma!" i watched as miles face slowly converted from looking worried to "what did this bitch just say to me?" i started to run out of the store as fast as i could, chugging the water down my throat with my mouth still on fire. miles was definitely faster than me, so i decided to hide somewhere, anywhere.

i turned the corner, body jerking forward so fast i almost fell face first into the concrete. i caught myself on my hands just in time as i kept my momentum and ran down the block. i looked behind me and he was literally right there in arms reach of me literally, reaching his arm out to grab me. i grabbed the door handle of an unknown store and stumbled into it.

there i could see several women and young girls look up from what ever they were doing to look at me. just as they were looking at me, miles ran in the store and came to an abrupt stop. great now even more people were staring; it was then i realized all the assortments of nail polish laid out neatly on different shelves. oh my god it was a nail salon. miles looked down at me with eyes wide open and a look on his face that screamed "oh hell nah." a lady from the front desk with a slim figure and a headwrap, came up to us and pulled us to the side.

"I'm sorry, you cant just run into this store and be rowdy. we have customers to attend to and they don't need disturbances." i looked up at miles to see him already responding to the lady with prayer hands, "I an so sorry about my friend here please forgive them, sometimes they're a bit hard to control. i think we'll be leaving now, once again, so sorry," he responded whilst dragging me by the shirt to leave the salon. once we were on the side walk again, i busted out laughing so hard, i had to hunch over and close my eyes to keep tears from falling out.

miles gave me the biggest side eye known to man as i laughed in the middle of the street, looking around for people possibly staring at us.

"i swear to god I'm gonna kill you when i get to your house."

this was fun to write lmao

I was really just writing anything that came to mind

I did this once after 7th grade in the summer with some friends so that’s what I based this on

#miles morales #miles morales x reader #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #spiderman #milesmolasses #itsv

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onlyswan · 2 years

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summary: in which you and jungkook splurge on in the seom.

> fluff, suggestive ? / wc: 2.6k

> warnings: mention of recording a sex tape oop

note: look . . . i don’t know how my drabbles end up the way that they do i also question the stream of my thoughts constantly. anyway the mobile gaming continues 🫡 this game got me hooked i needed to write while i’m in the zone. + feedback is always appreciated <3

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“wow, you’re so rich.” you comment absentmindedly, watching jungkook’s tattooed hand making multiple in-app purchases of gold and gems.

“babe, babe,” you panic and slap his hand away from clicking the largest amount of gems for the third time. “i think thirty-seven thousand gems are more than enough for now!”

he makes a noise of disagreement from behind you, his body vibrating against your back. his arms circle around your waist again, using both words and touch as his ways of persuasion. “did you see the top one? they’re in like level 600! let me buy more so we’re set for until level 300 or something.”

you sigh in defeat, letting him hold the ipad propped up against your thighs again. “well, i guess the money just circles back to your bank account.”

“i know right?” he giggles in delight. “ohhh, i’ll buy the tany pass so we can get the butter costumes.”

sparkling gold coins replace your irises like they do in the cartoons. the said costumes are too adorable and you want to see them wear the matching outfits in the island. moreover, your boyfriend knows how much you loved his long purple hair.

“does it come with all seven?” you ask curiously as jungkook lifts up the ipad to level with his head for umpteenth time, using the face id to confirm the $8 dollar purchase. the purchase successful! notification flashes on the screen, and you can’t hide the stupid smile forming on your face.

“i’m not sure? let’s see.” he hums, tapping each member on the screen to check their available items.

“oh wait! i need to complete the tier first. hold on.” he exists the tab to go back to the event, purchasing the keys to unlock all the prizes without having to collect anymore. he claims them one by one. “oh, so there’s only jin-hyung, jimin-hyung, taehyung-hyung, and me.”

“but i wanted everyone- oh my god, you guys are so cute.” you hold down the squeal in your throat, zooming in on the characters wearing their butter outfits. “his rainbow hair is really pretty. i saw they released the butter funko pops too? looks great as everything.”

he nods with a chuckle, watching jimin walk around the island. “he’s the only one who can pull that off.”

“well now i wanna see you try it.” blonde jungkook was also very pretty- the evidence of your honesty being the three weeks you only referred to him as barbie.

“barbie, i miss your face. what time are you coming home?”

“hey barbie, what you cooking for dinner?”

“that’s not how lasik surgery works, barbie!”

“good morning, pretty barbie. i’m not sure but i think i . . . burned the coffee maker?”

the name rhymes with baby, your term of endearment for each other. you know what? it’s basically the same word, so he got used to it right away. if he hears someone saying it in public, he will most probably still react to it. obviously, you stopped using the name when he dyed his hair another color.

so if he tries the sprayed on pastel colors on his blonde hair? you get the living, breathing barbie doll of your childhood and teenage dreams.

“we can try for fun when i want to bleach my hair again.”

jungkook is an angel who always lets you indulge in the desires of your heart.

“hmm, soon then. your natural hair is very pretty and healthy right now. i hope it grows out the way you want it to this time.” your hand reaches back to caress his head. his hair is as smooth as silk as it glides across your palm, freshly dried from the shower not even two hours ago.

you remove your hand to entertain yourself with the game again, dragging the members to the army bomb to make them dance to their songs.

“oh! they’re playing still with you?” you exclaim in pleasant surprise, laughing at his character dancing cutely to his precious song. the other members have the biggest smiles on their faces dancing along too. jungkook watches the scene with you in pure amusement.

“ah, the game has captured the group’s dynamics very well. they got all the inside jokes and nicknames researched and written down.” he shares his review before the sight of namjoon and seokjin crying while eating mint chocolate ice cream makes him burst with laughter.

“see? they are this dramatic over this in real life! i can attest to this!” he makes them do it again to point it out, the speech bubble that says i’m brushing my teeth right now sounding awfully familiar.

“you and taehyung are my favorite.” you drag him over to taehyung to show the two of them holding hands and moving side-to-side like two little kids who won prizes at the fair. “so cute!”

you wish you had a penny for every time you say the word cute today.

“oh, that looks familiar but i can’t remember where we did that anymore.”

he suddenly grabs your hand and places it on top of his head.

you look back at him confusion. “yes, baby?”

“play with my hair while i buy more outfits and decos please.”

his soft voice makes flowers bloom in your chest. how endearing is your boyfriend?

“of course, baby.” you resume stroking his hair, occasionally twisting the strands in your fingers and raking your nails on his scalp.

he shifts around to lean more comfortably on the pillows, one arm holding you by the waist and the other holding the ipad. you allow yourself to completely relax between his thighs, his body enclosing you into a cocoon of warmth and affection. if you only you could stay in this position for the rest of your life, you would.

but the hand playing with his pair pauses when he starts messing around with the game again, replacing the free items he got with the other designs that cost the most diamonds. the tent, the dining area, the luggage, the camp fire, the cocktail bar, the sun beds, the umbrellas, the hammocks.

huh, you haven’t quite gotten used to it yet.

it is pleasing to watch- having the luxury to choose and being able to buy the one that you want. you both know it’s just a silly little game, but the satisfaction that comes with decorating the island can be addicting. apparently, you and jungkook have a knack for finding entertainment in the silliest things, which further strengthens your bond. you firmly believe you were childhood friends in another life.

meanwhile, he moves on to opening ten lucky boxes at a time.

“booster. booster. booster.” he mumbles while tapping on the screen. “hah! i got suga-hyung a top. and shades. booster. booster. a windmill? streetlamp. booster. shorts. no way- the car from daechwita? ice cream truck . . . light it up like dynamite~”

you swear, there is a kid trapped inside your boyfriend’s big body. if he was to be prohibited from speaking or moving for twenty four hours, he wouldn’t be able to follow the rules even if his life depended on it. perhaps that is why there is always the need to protect him despite knowing the fact that he is way stronger than you- he is such a kind and free spirit. a rare gem. your one in seven billion. you want to protect him from mosquitoes and storms and shipwrecks and exposed wires and slippery floors and sharp edges and treadmills (it flung him off that one time two years ago) and any other form of bad energy in the universe. atleast, you’re trying to.

after opening about thirty? forty? boxes, he dresses up the remaining members. however, “can i make them naked? oh. i can pay for it. i’ll make namjoon-hyung naked- shirtless. oh-ho-ho! sexy with the hair as blue as the ocean.”

your laughter is louder than the ipad’s speakers blasting the game’s original soundtrack, your boyfriend’s hilarious live gaming commentary exactly being your style of humor.

to be honest, if only you weren’t in a healthy relationship, you’d think he was in love with namjoon.

after displaying the decos he bought, jungkook decides to make a club.

“you really posted on your ig story.” you chortle in disbelief, scrolling through the seemingly endless amount of requests. “this is so fun. hold on-”

“everyone’s on level 100 and 200. how are they so fast?!” he cries out at the three digits beside the nicknames of the users. “we need to catch up to them after this.”

“they’re all sending you flowers. and fruit baskets? pearl necklace. these literally cost gems.” you curl up between his thighs from laughing so hard, your grip on the ipad loosening until it slips down next to jungkook. “my stomach hurts. i can’t breathe.”

his wide frame also shakes in mirth, but he securely wraps his arms around you to prevent you from falling off the bed. for the record, it is a king-sized bed. for some reason, however, the two of you always end up being tangled together on the one edge or the other. (most of the time it’s actually you subtly moving closer and closer until he pays attention and cuddles you)

“okay! let’s start accepting requests.” he announces while manhandling you back into your previous position. you grunt at the pressure pressing against your stomach, holding onto his forearm to push it away lightly out of reflex.

you’re literally on the bed, why does he feel the need to carry you all the time?

once you’re settled down once again, you start accepting requests to join the club together. you take turns in picking random users based on the nicknames that catch your attention, and it is peaceful for a while until you’re looking for the one final member and-

“jeon jungkook’s future wife . . . that doesn’t sound right.” you read the nickname out loud, tilting your head to the side with a click of your tongue.

“well, i do like that they’re brave.” with a shrug, you accept their request and open the door for them to enter the club.

jungkook snickers behind you, obviously loving how his ego is being spoon-fed at the moment.

you sit up to accusingly look at him with hooded eyes. “all the flowers and gifts and proposals. you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“maybeee.” he offers you a playful beam. “but it’s our game. i’m doing this for us! we can get lots of hearts from the club!”

we- they don’t even know i exist. but he still makes you smile anyway. your lovely jungkook, who is always too good to you.

spontaneously deciding that you want to splurge on lucky boxes to make the countless purchases of gems worth it, you soon find yourself unable to stop. oh, you understand him better now.

“it’s fun, isn’t it?” he smiles at the childlike look of relishment on your face. you tap and tap and tap, collecting prizes like a panicked thief picking up gold coins forming a long trail, except that unlike the thief, you are overjoyed.

“keep buying until we get six of the cars.” he instructs you, clicking the cart that takes you to the lucky box again. he plans for each of them to be designated to the members who have a driving license. perhaps it’s unnecessary, sure- but he wants to prolong your small joys as much as he can.

“kay, since it’s your money.” you answer gleefully. you free yourself from the hesitation of spending gems since you can’t get a refund for them anyway.

you end up with six daechwita cars and three dynamite ice cream trucks. jungkook parks them all beside each other, like a team huddling together before a basketball game. he also buys taehyung’s hansung costume from the kdrama he starred in called hwarang, later on claiming that taehyung looks like he has been the immortal guardian of the island since the day the dry land was created on planet earth.

his words exactly. not yours. your boyfriend’s imagination tends to wander around like a free bird soaring through the sky for the first time in its life.

after chatting with the club members for a bit, he decides to pick up your level from 31. the motivation kicks in like a race horse when he realizes that your account is top 30 out of 30 in the club.

on the spur of the moment, he begins worshipping the boosters he was previously irritated at for constantly popping out of the boxes instead of the costumes and decos that he wanted.

you have never loved the word DOPE! more in your life.

“my favorite boosters are the whale, the double top, and the axe.”

“the whale is the best one for sure. it’s a lifesaver.” you mention cheerfully as you mix the two whales that wipe out the entire puzzle, mimicking a black hole that swallows everything that dares to come near it.

“oh my god, it’s so fucking satisfying to watch.”

jungkook grabs the opportunity as soon as he sees it. with a mischievous grin he declares, “title of our sex tape.”

yup, you should have foreseen this right when the words came out of your mouth.

you sit back up to look at him with a disapproving look. “you just had to do it, didn’t you?”

he pouts sadly, but his bunny smile promptly lights up his face again upon hearing your follow-up statement.

“like i’m sure we can come up with a better title than that!”

the familiar notification sound rings from the ipad, and you both peer down at the pop-up that appeared on the top of the screen.

it’s from cats&soup— another game you play together almost everyday.

Cats are missing you!

jungkook goes for it again without a single beat of thought or hesitation.

“title of our sex tape!”

the displeased expression on your face turns sourer. “you gotta try harder than that, babe.”

“that is not a good title. we have a beyond satisfactory sex life.” he whines, the joke he cracked backfiring on him.

“well then get back to me when you think of a good one. we need to feed our cats for now.” you exit in the seom to tend to the other game for the meantime. does my face look like that i’ll become a king will have to stay in level 80 (the bottom of the rank list) for now.

but then the gears in his head immediately starts turning after being given the challenge, and a new found motivation drives him to, in fact, try harder this time around.

he clears his throat, alternately looking at your face and your fast fingers upgrading the cats’ facilities. just waiting for the right timing to bring it up.

is this ever a right timing to talk about this type of stuff? oh, fuck this. ask the million-dollar question already.

he swallows thickly in anticipation. “uhm, so i was just thinking. if you approve my title, will we record one for real?”

you shrug without looking at him, focused on collecting money from the food your cats cooked. “sure. why not?”

jungkook’s doe eyes sparkle with doubled, tripled- no, quadrupled adoration for the sweet creature sitting between his legs.

“you are the love of my life.” he utters breathlessly.

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90ekz · 1 year

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RYUSEI SHIDOU BF HEADCANONS <3

cw : chubbyblackfem!reader, smut, possessiveness, foul language, blasian!ryu, he’s a lil mean but we luv.

- ngl, this mf has a really weird obsession with your tits. like, it borders on creepy. you can’t do anything without him coming behind you and sticking his hands up your bra. fuckin’ weirdo.

- smells really fresh, yet warm at the same time. like a mix of spring rain w/ a side of male ignorance. quite nice, at least to you.

- loves nothing more than waking up to you with your legs slung around his waist. he finds that shit so cute.

- absolutely gets a kick out of making you mad during sex. just got ur hair done? he’s pulling on it extra hard. just used the last bit of ur favorite gloss? he’s smearing it all over his cock while fucking your throat. he’s a dickhead fr LMFAO

- talks so fuckin’ condescending to you. always talkin bout “hmm?” and “oh yeah?”, cause he knows that his voice does it for you. when you woke up the morning after your first time w him, and his voice was all husky—whew lord.

“heh.” you threw an annoyed look over your shoulder, hoping that he’d get the memo that your wobbly legs and sore back were not funny. he held back anothet chuckle as he got up and held your waist on the way to the bathroom. his other hand snaked to your jaw as he feigned sadness. “‘m sorry mama. dont be mad at me baby.” with that same damned tone in his voice.

- possessive as hell. like it’s so bad LMFAO. he’s a firm believer that any man who comes near you should die by his hands, unfortunately. he just can’t help it, you’re his favorite lil’ thing, cut him some slack :(

“next time he comes near you, ON GOD im tying him to the bottom of the ocean and running him over wit a fuckin’ submarine, cause who the fuck??”

- the first time you came to one of his games and he noticed you waving a big sign in the air with “i <3 ryu!” in big letters, he knew that he was in love with you. his teammates had never seen him smile so big.

- his fav nicknames? sugar, baby, ma, mama, princess. he’s so bleh :((

- big girl enthusiast. if you ain’t 2sumn to do sumn get out his dms fr.

- his fav domestic thing is cooking with you, well, while you watch. one hand is cooking, the other is fondling the fat of your ass with his big ol’ hands. he’s absolutely convinced that the food comes out better when he does it.

- before y’all even got together, he was shoving it down sae’s throat how he got a girlfriend before him, and how y’all were gonna go out on dates whenever you stopped playin games. delusional ass.

“didn’t you just say-" “man, she slid up on my story! that means that she’s soooo in love with me! right?!” “totally. yep.”

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smutracha · 1 month

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Vellichor XIII

rewind <3 fast forward

tw: mafia, smut

Friday – Changbin

“Hey bubba, watcha doin?” Changbin walks into the surveillance room you and Innie are sat in, as the two of you yell at the main screen. “Hi Binnie, we’re playin viddy games.”, you say as he comes to stand behind you. “It sounded like you guys were trying to kill each other in here.”

“Ah hyung, I could never hurt a hair on y/n’s pretty little head. I despise the thought.” “Yeah well, I’m taking her from you anyway, we gotta go train.” “Noooooooo, why? How about you train and I wipe you down and give you water and kisses?”

“Princess… no, please don’t pout. Baby you know I gotta be strict about this.” “But m getting good, can’t I just have today off?” “Fine but only cause m gonna make your body hurt later anyway, but you’re still coming with me.” A chuckle escapes you just as Jeongin’s eyes widen. “Hah hyung-“ “Don’t be gross Jeongin, oh god not you too Y/N.” “You said it Binnie.”

“I don’t see how this is improving your workout but sure.” You say as youre perched on Changbins lap whle he fnishes up a set of bench presses. “I told you baby, motivation. Plus, I gotta teach you to spot me somehow.” “Only motivation I see here is the way your cock is pressing up against me.” “Exactly, gotta know what my reward is, don’t I?” “Icky boy.” He lets out a huff and groan while he sets down the bar. “Princess, you love it. There we go, all done.” He sits up and plants a quick kiss on your nose before he chases you up.

After he sets everything back in place he leads you back to his personal bedroom. The subtle smell of weed welcomes you as he grabs a towel before walking into the attached bathroom. Meanwhile you stay standing next to his bed trying to figure out where the source of the smell is. “Comin’ princess?” “Uh yeah it just smells like weed in here.” “Probably the weed.” “You smoke weed?” You say in shock, you didn’t mean for it to sound that way, just never thought of Changbin as the type to smoke. Never thought of any of these guys that way. “Yip, wanna smoke up before we go eat?” “I dunno, I’ve never tried that. I only smoked cigs.” “Aw you innocent little thing, it’s a plan then.” He’s stripped down and pulling you into the bathroom after him. “You’re gonna love it, gonna get you all soft and bubbly, so good and needy for me. God, m gonna fuck you so good, the boys won’t have a chance in hell when m done with you.” During his hushed yearning he manages to strip you naked and get the shower started before he lifts you with such incredible ease and places you in the shower. “M gonna corrupt you, princess. Maybe I should start now, what’ya say?” His gaze is predatory as he backs you against the wall of the steamy chamber. All you can manage is a soft nod as his eyes consume your naked figure now trapped against his own musculature. You were quite literally trapped between a rock and a hard place.

He picks you up abruptly, without a thought you go to wrap yourself around him and slowly he drops you lower and without warning plunges his rock-hard cock into you. “Stay still for me princess.” And then you feel it, a warmth flowing into you and it has you mewling for him your eyes rolling back as your nipples rub against his pecs and the sensation of him pissing in your cunt overcomes you. You feel so filthy and slutty, just as he wanted. “Good girl, taking my piss in your cunt like a dumb bitch. This’ll feel so much better when I get you all dumbed up on weed.” He brings his lips to your ear, “Told you m gonna corrupt you.” He growls and it sends your cunt spasming around him, he responds with a harsh thrust that plunges the tip of his cock against your cervix. “OH, fuck binnie.” You groan out in pain at the sheer force he uses to bruise you.

He trails a series of kisses against your neck as he keeps the same blunt force that has you whimpering in pain. “b-binnie please, please never stop. Oh god ah, it hurts so good bi-bin.”

He raises his head to send that same predatory glare straight through you. “Yeah baby? Cunt belongs to me yeah? Gonna cum that pretty little brain away for me?” Your cunt clenches around him at his words. “Fuck baby, pussy like a vice grip. Shit m gonna cum, cum with me princess.”

His eyes, his voice, his force, his muscle. It’s all too much, but then you feel him filling you with his cum and your body shakes with the force of the orgasm that crashes down on you.

“Fuck baby, promise me nobody else gets to mark your cunt like I do?” “P-promi-promise binnie.”

Changbin insisted he roll your first joint after he invited chris and jisung to join your inaugural smoke sesh. “I gotta do this for her, a princess should never lift a finger.” Jisung rolls his eyes at this, “What about her pinky?” “Ji, shut the fuck up and quit pouting. I’m rolling her first joint.”

“Babygirl, hiii.” Chris giggles as your wide eyes drag away from the sight of Changbin grinding the bud he so specifically picked out for you. You recall him scanning his stash as Jisung pulled out a rolling box from Changbin’s bedside drawer. “Green kush, the OG strain. Super mellow shit, wanna get my wound-up little princess feeling all floaty and warm.”

As your eyes focus on Chris waving his hand in front of you he smiles sweetly, “A bit lost there baby? Changbin fuck you that good?” “Ah hyung, you’ll never guess what she likes. When I say she’s one kinky bi-“ His words are cut off as you slam a hand over his mouth, eyes wide as you can’t believe what he nearly told them. “Binnie, shuttup please.” He nods, indicating for you to let go of his mouth.

Jisung laughs and changbin huffs before he gets back to the joint he was so happy to roll for you. “Geez baby, I know m in the biz but I really hate to waste good weed. So lucky I didn’t drop anything.”

“Y/n, you know we all know what he likes...” Chris whispers into your ear as he giggles at Changbin. “Must’ve loved it if it could get you this shy.” A hand trails over your nipple beneath Changbin’s oversized shirt. Your eyes flutter and your mouth gapes as his hands continue to tease your chest.

He presses soft kisses to your neck as something is pressed between your lips. Your eyes open to see Changbin holding the joint to your mouth, “Just take a deep breath. Atta girl, now hold it. You might cough. Breath out.” You let out a few coughs, but Chris never stops his fingers teasing your chest, “Good girl, so pretty, bet you can’t wait for Changbin to piss in you again.” He says it aloud this time, your eyes shoot open as Jisung now learns your secret. Your eyes find his as he puffs out a cloud of smoke, “Oh dove, it was pretty clear.”

He passes Chris the joint as you give up on feeling ashamed and move to cuddle into Changbin. The joint gets passed back around and your head clouds with your second and third hit, you can feel his hands on you and the way Jisung and Chris scan your body. By the end your practically latched onto Changbin, his lips melt you down and his eyes drive you insane. “Let’s go eat babe, think your appetite’s better?”

Dinner was amazing that evening, you had a healthy appetite and Minho happily fed you as you bounced about in Changbin’s arms. You were sat on his lap while he, Jisung and Changbin discussed a recent shipment which had gone missing. You broke away from your jeering at Seungmin about which of you two was a better ADC when Minho set your chopsticks down.

Minho smiled wide-eyed and happy to hear you ask for a second serving. “This has got to be the best food ever; Minho please marry me.” A fit of giggles escapes Jeongin as soon as your words hit the second eldest, “Hyung is blushing, hah.” Jisung stares at his hyungs face before blinking his big brown eyes at you. “Hyung, that’s so sweet. Your kitty wants to marry you.” “Shuttup she can have whatever she wants. Want more food, jagi?” “Yes please.” You bounce excitedly and Changbin digs his fingers into your thighs to keep you still. “Binne? What’s wrong?” “Please sit still, baby. Be good and I’ll give you a treat later.” He clenches his jaw against your shoulder, all the while Jisung whispers into Minho’s ear.

Minho continues to feed you, Changbin goes back to his conversation with the two other founders. It still shocks you that Jisung is one of the founding members of their little syndicate. He’d been influential in getting information out of people since day one. Changbin handled their combat, he was their muscle. Chris was the brain of the operation, a firce leader who’d faced life’s darkest nightmares and made it out alive. Lost in thought on their dynamic and how flawlessly they worked together, you didn’t notice minho’s lips coming to rest on the shell of your ear.

“Heard Binnie gave you a shower baby, pretty kitty’s deserve golden showers only.” You freeze and your cheeks go red, he comes back to look you in your eyes and smirks at you. “Full baby?” “Mhm, yip, Binnie I’m feeling cold, let’s go cuddle.”

#skz ot8 #yandere skz #poly!skz #skz mafia #stray kids x you

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prettyboyjohnny · 2 months

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NANCY VOICE LINE TRANSCRIPT 🥩

I did it again. Based on this [x] video.

>Johnny's voicelines<

Notes:

• The game subtitles suck. I used them as a guide for some lines, but otherwise disregarded them.

• The line about about pregnancy has yet to activate for me in game. I think a few of these lines may be switched off.

• I collected the execution lines myself. They are not present in the linked video.

Thanks!

VOICELINES

Encounter start

How dare you attack me like this!

You little shit! How dare you!

Don't you touch me!

Get your filthy hands off my clean clothes!

[Grunts] You're gonna pay... Dearly for this.

Exit interaction

Ain't gonna be no escapin' today.

Just like a damn stranger. No respect for other people's property.

...There. That's better.

This will keep them from scurrying around.

I wish y'all would stop messin' with our damn belongin's. This damn thing's as old as dirt.

Grandpa fed

This house ran much better when you was runnin' things.

I always did like you.

You ain't lookin' too bad these days!

I could use some of this myself.

Next time I'll cook you a nice, proper meal.

Hidden victim found

Now what are you doin' in there?

[Laughs] Now this is just plain damn silly... Come on outta there.

We ain't playin' no hide and seek, you hear me?

What exactly is it you think you're doin' in there?

[Laughs] Oh, child, I'm snappier than you think.

Victim hit

This will slow you down!

[Laughs]

Does that. Hurt. Sweetie?!

Idle

Don't you think I know what you come here lookin' for?

My Harold always said: "If you can't do something right, don't do it at all." Now come get your punishment!

Just in case you was thinkin' a' doin' so, I'd stay out of my secret room if I was you.

It didn't have to be this way, ya know... You just had to come looking for that floozy of yours, didn'tcha?

My goodness... This is gettin' old real fast.

Lose Victim (first)

You ever been down to Devil's River? Oh, It's real nice... Maybe I'll show it to ya.

This type a' behavior tends to occur when you go moseying' around other people's homes!

Nobody ever said life was fair.

You ever hear the sayin' "murder starts in the heart"? I think my Johnny liked that girl.

I was pregnant six times, you know? I wanted a little baby so bad... Then God delivered Johnny. My own little angel.

Lose victim (sub)

Hard times is good for people. I know how to raise 'em... Just look at my Johnny!

I am a suitable mother! Don't you judge me!

Don't you EVER use that tone with me! Do you have any notion who you're talkin' to?

Your little friend had it coming... Looking at my Johnny that way. He's a sweet boy!

Do you know what happens to bodies when you plant 'em? [Laughs] They help the flowers real good!

Lose victim (long)

I haven't had a chase like this in some time.

Squirmin' li'l bastards! Where did you go?!

Just come on out now... Ain't no use in delayin' things.

I have all day, darlin'... You'll mess up soon enough.

Match start

[Sighs] We ain't big on unannounced guests. I ain't gonna take kindly to this trespassin'.

Don't worry, Johnny. I'll help you clean this mess up.

Oh, will you look at that... I didn't know we had visitors.

This is unacceptable behavior.

I ain't never seen such disrespectful behavior in all my life.

Cook seen

You are a damn fool! Always have been!

I thought you had this situation under control! This is unacceptable!

Will you tell them boys of yours to do somethin' already?

Don't you tell me how to raise my boy. Just do your job!

Would you make yourself useful already? ...My Lord!

Hitchhiker seen

You was raised better than this! Will you please go look after Grandpa?! Help him!

I hope you know our well-bein' ain't looking too promising right now?!

You better hope for your sake we get this sorted out!

Damn it, boy... I wish you would use that head of yours already... FIND. THEM.

Would you settle the hell down and help us already?

Johnny seen

Aw, Johnny, my sweet... Don't you worry about all this. We'll fix it... I promise.

Listen to me, Johnny. It's time to do what I taught you to do, okay? Can you do that? For me?

We gotta find them, sweetie. We can't let them leave. Do you understand me?

Just be patient, Johnny. We'll find 'em.

Remember them folks from Tulsa, Johnny? This is just like that. Just spread out and keep huntin'.

Leatherface seen

Well, don't just stand there! Let's see what that saw can do, boy!

You're doin' fine, sweetie.

Just keep lookin'. This will be over soon!

Don't worry about the others, now. Just keep doin' your job. Everything's fine.

Imma need you to find those kids right quick, okay? You can do this.

Grandma would be SO proud of you. Such a strong, handsome boy!

Sissy seen

How dare you use that tone with me, you little heathen!

Things were better off when you was gone. You shoulda kept it that way.

Don't you speak to me like that. You have no idea the things I've done for this family!

Don't you dare talk about my husbands like that. Devil girl.

I'd keep that poison away from me if I were you. You hear me, young lady?

See blood trail

Oh, my... Somebody's hurtin' real bad... Hmm.

Well look at that... Somebody's not doing so good.

THAT is a lot of blood... They gotta be around here somewhere.

[Chuckles]... Looks like we got you now. Let's see where this goes.

Aww, you ain't gonna last much longer, darlin'. I can see you ain't doin' so well.

Victim seen (first)

Oh hey there, sweet child. I can help ya. Just come over here.

Oh, don't leave! You're just in time for supper!

They gon' find that pretty little face of yours under my floorboard if you ain't careful.

You better stay outta my garden.

You will not disrespect our home like this, you hear me?

Now where are you squirmin' off to?

Victim seen (sub)

There's things in this house I just can't let you see, darlin'.

Aw, I am sorry to tell you this, but ain't none of y'all getting outta here alive.

This constant runnin' around is gettin' a little tiresome now.

Where is it exactly you think you're goin'?

Family member seen

You just gonna stand there with that stupid look on your face? Do somethin' already!

If it ain't too much to ask, WOULD YOU MIND HELPIN' ME OUT HERE?

FIND THEM ALREADY! I swear, it's like playin' cards with my brother's kids!

Under NO circumstance would it be acceptable for these kids to leave here! So spread out and search, please!

You know what needs to be done... So do it!

See trapped victim

All this pain could've been avoided, you know.

Oh, are you hurt? Come let Nancy take a look at it.

Looks like you peaked, child. You ain't gonna last much longer.

Poor thing... It's better if you just get this over quick-like. No use in struggling'.

Phew... Not quite my tempo. Glad to see that slowed you down.

See victim escape

Dear lord... This can't be happening. No!

Oh, damn it! I need to catch 'em... Think... THINK!

Oh, Lord, we are in the fire now! How did this happen?!

Ability use denied

[Sighs] Not now... This is simply too much to handle...

I can't... Not quite yet.

[Grunts] I can't do that right this minute.

Ugh, this isn't working!

Use ability

I'll find you... I promise.

Now where... Did... You... Go?

They couldn't've gone too far.

I know they're here... Somewhere...

Set trap

This oughta stop 'em.

Trap successful

Oh, I done got you now.

Got one.

There you are!

Well, I'll be. Look at what we have here.

Gotcha!

Execution

[Groans] We get what we deserve!

Now look what you've gotten yourself into! [Breathes heavily]

I told ya! Stay away from my Johnny! [Breathes heavily]

[Groans and breathes heavily]

[Last updated March 2024]

#cas took that screenshot :] i crop images into jpgs before i upload them bc im a b bad man (honest)#black nancy #nancy slaughter #tcm #tcm game #txchainsawgame #texas chainsaw massacre #subjectspeaks #transcript #queue #mommy

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dialovers-translations · 1 year

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DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS SONG Bloody Night Vol.Ⅰ Mini Drama “Ayato VS Subaru”

Original title: 録り下ろしミニドラマ「アヤトＶＳスバル」

Source: Diabolik Lovers VERSUS SONG Bloody Night Vol. I Mini Drama

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru & Takashi Kondou

Translator’s note: I honestly can’t help but get some sort of ‘reverse culture shock’ whenever I go back to one of the earlier drama CD series. :p The boys have been toned down so much in the more recent games and CD series, I’ve honestly forgotten how ruthless they can be. Especially Subaru caught me off guard with some of his statement because he’s just a blushy, tsundere cinnamon roll now lol. I’m not into the super sadistic content, but I can definitely understand why some people are frustrated with the change if they initially got into the franchise for the darker content.

*Rustle rustle*

Subaru: …God. …Stop bein’ so fuckin’ annoyin’...What part of ‘don’t make a fuss’ do you not get!?

You continue to thrash about.

Subaru: I know you’re not exactly the brightest person ‘round, but you should be able to figure out what’ll happen if I let go of you right now, aah!?

You suddenly calm down.

Subaru: I mean…If you want to go for a one-way trip down there, I won’t stop you. I guess it could be kind of fun to see you land splat against the ground like a rotten tomato. Hehehe…

Your face goes pale.

Subaru: Say, what do you say?

You promise to behave.

Subaru: Hehe, you should have just done so from the very start. You really are a pain in the ass. …Oi, grab onto me a lil’ tighter.

*Rustle*

Subaru: Che…Tighter!

*Rustle*

Subaru: Exactly, just like that. Now your nape is positioned perfectly in front of me. Heh…

He leans in but suddenly comes to a halt.

Subaru: Fuck…This pisses me off…Your skin’s still covered in his marks…

You ask Subaru what he will do about it.

Subaru: Hah…? Don’t be playin’ dumb with me now. I’m obviously gonna do this…!

He bites you.

*Gulp gulp gulp*

*Rustle rustle*

Subaru: ーー Hah! Haah, haah…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: …Hah! Haah…I’ll erase them at once.

*Sluuurp*

Subaru: Mmh…Nn…Hah!

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: Hah…!

You protest.

Subaru: Heh. …And whose fault do you think that is? Haah!? ーー You’re to blame, aren’t you? None of this would have ever happened if you didn’t let Ayato suck your blood without my damn permission!

You frown.

Subaru: So you’re in no position to complain. If you understand that…Shut up and lemme have your blood…

He continues feeding off you.

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: Hah…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: …Hehehe. Writhe in pain even more…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: Hah…

*TIMESKIP*

*Rustle*

Subaru: ーー Woah there! Whatcha trippin’ for? …Come here!

Subaru pulls you close.

Subaru: …That was only the opening act earlier. The main show starts right now.

You flinch.

Subaru: Heh…That look in your eyes…Hehe, are you shitting your pants? …Nah, you’re not. I bet you actually can’t wait for it.

You shake your head.

Subaru: Makes sense, I guess. No way someone who’d let someone mark her from head to toe would be satisfied after just that.

*Rustle*

Subaru: Your wish is my command…So, where do you want it? Your neck? Or perhaps…Somewhere a lil’ lower? …Ughー!

*RIIIIIP*

Subaru: If you won’t give me an answer, I’ll do as I wish. I bet you’re fine with bein’ bitten just ‘bout anywhere, aren’t you? As long as you get to feel good. Right…?

Subaru bites you again.

Subaru: Nnh…

*Gulp gulp*

*Rustle rustle*

Subaru: Mm…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: ー Hah! …Hah…

Ayato: …Look at you latchin’ onto her like a fuckin’ loser! Hahaha! No wonder you get called a kid.

Subaru: …! Ayato! Is that you, you bastard!? Where are you!?

Ayato: …Right here.

Ayato kicks him away.

*THUD*

Subaru: Uwah!

*Thud*

Ayato proceeds to knock him out cold next.

Ayato: There we go, that guy’s not movin’ for a while.

He walks up to you.

Ayato: Yo, Chichinashi. My bad to interrupt while you were havin’ such a good time. Hehehe…

*Rustle*

Ayato: I was watchin’ the whole time. How he was havin’ his way with you. You were makin’ some pretty sweet sounds. Did his fangs really feel that good, huh?

You deny it.

Ayato: Don’t lie to me. It must have been amazin’, no? Otherwise you wouldn’t be able to give such strong reactions. Aah!? ーー Answer me, Chichinashi. Or else I’m gonna strip you bare right here, right now.

You admit to feeling good.

Ayato: Hehehe…Look who’s finally bein’ honest. In that case…

He approaches.

Ayato: ーー It’s time for your punishment.

*RIIIIP*

*Rustle*

Ayato bites you.

Ayato: Mmh…Nn…

*Sluuuurp*

Ayato: Hahn…

*Rustle*

Ayato: Heh…Nice…Cry out even more…Those are the noises I wanted to hear from you.Suits a dumb Chichinashi like you perfectly…Nn…I’ll make sure to teach this body of yours directly…who exactly it belongs to…

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Nnh…

*Rustle*

Ayato: Fuck…! Subaru’s bite marks are a damn eyesore! I swear, Laito is seriously out of his mind to get off on this sorta shit.

You tilt your head to the side.

Ayato: Laito told me to try somethin’ different for once. I decided to roll with his idea ‘cause I hadn’t been feelin’ that thrill as of late, but I don’t know what to do with this frustration.

You seem confused.

Ayato: You know, I tempted Subaru to go after you on purpose.

*Rustle*

Ayato: And then I was supposed to watch him suck your blood. Laito said that sorta thing is hella exciting, but I don’t understand his logic at all. I only feel anger from watchin’ some other dude suck your blood.

Subaru regains consciousness.

Subaru: Ugh…Fuck…Ayato!

Ayato: The baby’s awake? Guess we’ll have to move somewhere else then.

Subaru: You fucker…!

Ayato: Hang on tight, ‘kay?

Subaru: Hold up!

Ayato lifts you into his arms and leaps off into the sky.

*Woosh*

Subaru: Ayatoーー!!

*TIMESKIP*

Ayato lands on the clock tower.

Ayato: …Okay, this’ll do. Chichinashi, don’t move, okay?

You seem terrified.

Ayato: Hehe, how’s the view from up here? Pretty nice, don’t you think? Come on, try lookin’ down. If you were to fall down from here, you’d be dead on the spot.

If I need to switch things up, then this will work just fine. Sucking your blood at a completely different location, savoring its taste as you get worked up.

Your face goes pale.

Ayato: You better cling onto me tight so you don’t fall to your death from getting a lil’ too excited…Do you understand?

You nod.

Ayato: Well then…Let’s continue where we left off…I’ll start by gettin’ rid of that guy’s bite marks.

Ayato bites you again.

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Nnh…Mm…

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Hahn…Mm…

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Nnh…Nn…

*Sluuurp*

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: …Woah there! That was close…! Didn’t I tell you to keep a tight grip? God…Has your body gone limp from fear?

*Rustle*

Ayato: Nn…Hah…Guess I have no other choice. I’ll use my necktie to tie you to one of the hands of the clock.

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: There we go. This should do the trick. …Now then, this place is up next…!

*RIIIIP*

Ayato: Hehehe…Your heart’s beating even faster than usual, isn’t it? I bet you’re actually enjoyin’ this quite a bit, aren’t you? You’re such a freak. Hehehe…

He bites you again.

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Hahn…Mmh…

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Nn…

You deny it.

Ayato: Don’t be lyin’ now...I can tell by the look on your face…

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Hahn…Nn…I should have just done this from the very start. There’s plenty of ways to get a kick without havin’ to work up that bratーー

Subaru arrives to the scene.

Subaru: Who are you calling a brat, huh?

Ayato: …!

Subaru: You really fucked with me this time, didn’t you, Ayato? Aah!?

*Thud*

Ayato: Subaru…! The fuck are you doin’...!? Think ‘bout where we are right now!

Subaru: Fuck off! …And you too! Why are you lettin’ that guy have his way with you!?

You insist that there was nothing you could do.

Subaru: Che…He tied you up, huh? Fuckin’ annoyin’...Ugh…

Subaru starts to untie you.

Ayato: Hold up. If you untie her right now, she’s gonna fall straight down, you know?

Subaru: …! …Kuh!

Ayato: She’s a wobblin’ mess thanks to me workin’ my magic on her. I’m way better than you. Hahaha…

Subaru: As if anyone believes the bullshit that comes outta your mouth…

Ayato: Are you stupid? Proves you’re still just a kid. Lemme show you then.

*Rustle*

Ayato bites you in front of Subaru

Ayato: Hahn…Nnh…

*Sluuurp*

Subaru: …Ayato! You bastard…!

Ayato: Nnh…Nn…

*Sluuurp*

Subaru: Damnit…Cut the crap! …Oi! I’m the one you should focus on!

Subaru bites you as well.

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Ayato: Che…Don’t scarf her blood down like that…You can try as hard as you want, you’ll never win from me.

*Sluuurp*

Subaru: Shut up…! Your voice is ruinin’ the moment…! Oi…You should cry out a lil’ more…To overpower his voice…Nnh…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

*Rustle rustle*

Subaru: ーー Hah! Hehe…Exactly…Cry out more…And let the world know…That I’m way better than that jackass…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Ayato: Keh…! Big talk for someone who’s only profittin’ of someone else’s hard work! It’s not your fangs which are pleasin’ her, but mine!

Ayato continues to suck your blood as well.

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Hah…Nnh…

*Rustle*

Subaru: Oi, you. Lean a lil’ closer. Rest your body against me.

*Rustle*

Subaru: …I bet you want me to bury my fangs even deeper into your nape, don’t you? Nnh…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: Hahー! Hahn…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Ayato: Hahaha…Someone seems a lil’ desperate? Should have expected no less from a lil’ kid.

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: All of your struggles will be in vain though. Doesn't her reaction prove that she likes my fangs better than anyone else’s? Nnh…Nn…

*Sluuurp*

Ayato: Hah…Check out that dreamy look in her eyes…As if she’s ready to ascend to heaven any second now.

*Gulp gulp*

Subaru: Fuck off…! That’s ‘cause of my fangs!

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: Hah…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Ayato: Say whatever you want. …Come on, Chichinashi. Get a grip!

*Smack*

Ayato: No way this is enough to satisfy you, is it?

Subaru: Exactly…You need to feel me…even deeper…

*Sluuurp*

*Gulp gulp*

Subaru: Hah…Haah…Hehe…Not a bad reaction at all. Sure. I’ll give it to you as much as you want.

*Sluuurp*

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Subaru: Nn…

*Gulp gulp gulp*

Ayato: Hahaha…God, your greed really has no limits, has it? Oh well, whatever. I’ll make an exception for today. …Go ahead and turn into as much of a hot mess as you want, Chichinashi…

Subaru: Hah…Challenge accepted. Come on…Allow my fangs to go even deeper…

Ayato: Hahaha…You better make a clear choice by the end. Okay, Chichinashi?

ーー THE END ーー

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years

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Oh, So You Just Wasn't Gon Hit Me?

AN: If Jack were to slide in my DM's I would answer. No questions asked.

Synopsis: Jack has had his eye on you for awhile and is trying to do everything to get your attention. But, do you want to give him the same attention in return?

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Plus Size Model!Reader

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Requested by my cutie pie @bsisbsjssjs 😘💕

You were a plus size model that had taken the industry by storm ever since you had stepped on the scene around the year 2017.

Everyone wanted for you to model for them or be an ambassador for their clothing line. The latest offer that you had gotten was from Savage x Fenty. How could you ever say no to Rihanna herself?

With all of the fame and new found attention, there also came a lot of unwanted messages in your DM's. For the most part, you would simply ignore it but the more famous you got the harder it was to do so.

Besides, because of the way your body was built, you weren't sure if these men had some type of fetish or actually wanted to get to know you for who you were.

You had dealt with that as long as you could remember and weren't interested in getting your heart broken again any time soon. So, you simply stayed away and kept to yourself.

However, there was one particular person who wouldn't let up for anything on God's green earth.

Jack Harlow.

He was in your DM's

He was in your comments

He would respond to every tweet, every tik tok, and even every Facebook post

Bottom line is that man was down bad for you.

You admit you did get a smile on your face every time you saw his name pop up on your phone.

You read anything and everything that he would post on your different accounts, but you were still so hesitant.

What if he just turned out to be just like all the others?

The two of you didn't run within the same circles, but did have mutual friends.

One of them being Druski.

Whenever the two of you would cross paths he would jokingly say,

"Give my boy a chance!"

All you did was laugh it off and keep it moving.

If you were going to put yourself out there again, you needed to be sure that you were ready for it.

You were currently talking to one of your best friends Latecia asking her advice on what to do.

"That man is simping for you baby. Just give him a chance. If it doesn't work out, then move on. It won’t be the end of the world.”

"But I want for my next relationship to work out and be for the long run. What if he's just like everyone else?"

"Even though I don't know him, for some strange reason I feel like he is genuine with it and wants you for you."

"I'm just torn about it."

"It won't hurt if you answer you know. Poor baby is getting ignored by you on every single platform." She replied while laughing.

"I'll think about it some more."

"Don't think too long before someone else comes and snatches your man."

"He isn't my man."

"Not yet anyway. If you give him the opportunity he would definitely make you his girl."

"Like I said, I'll think about it."

Liked by jackharlow, druski2funny, lateciathomas, urbanwyatt, amberpriley, and 5,368,920 others

Y/N: I want you to serenade me, but I know you bashful 😉🤭

jackharlow: not you using my lyrics for a caption mamas. come on and stop playin 😒🙄

druski2funny: Y/N!! Yo man wanna talk to you!

jackharlow: talk to me, talk to me, talk to me baybayyyyy

druski2funny: now you playin games! You see this man wants you!

jackharlow: gimme a chance mamas!

druski2funny: jackharlow once I get you two together yo ass better not fumble the bag

jackharlow: druski2funny man she been ignoring me for like 5 years 🤣

druski2funny: jackharlow well shit. We just gotta work on your technique and approach. baby girl a little bougie. might need to just hand her a Givenchy outfit at this point to get her attention.

jackharlow: come on Y/N stop sleeping on ya boy!

"Druski! Set those two up on a date. This is low key embarrassing at this point." Urban said while laughing.

"I'm doing my best! It's a work in progress!"

"You not working fast enough for me. I'm really trying to get to know her."

"Don't give up yet my boy. I have an event coming up and I'm inviting her."

Jack instantly got excited and was nothing but smiles.

"SHIT. Now I'm nervous what if she won't talk to me?"

"Will you relax? She has to say yes to going first."

"She really is a sweet girl. A little shy but I got you. I'm about to put you and her at the same table so the two of you will be near each other."

"Okay, this just might work."

"Your ass is about to turn red as a tomato and cum in your pants as soon as she says hi to you."

"Eww Jack."

"Shut the fuck up. I'm not that bad."

"You are though."

"Wait! I got it. Let's do a blind date however she won't know it's you sitting across from her."

"Then that's like a semi blind date."

"Look, do you want to date her or not? Because I'm all out of ideas. If her ass don't even want you after this then..."

"Damn just shoot me down I guess."

"But it's gonna work."

"We need to put money on this." Urban perked up and said with a smile.

"How much we talking?" Jack was competitive and was always down for a challenge. Either way, he hoped that he ended up going on a date with you at the end of the night.

"I'll give you 500 if you're able to make her your girlfriend in a month?"

"That's all the money you putting out on my future wife? Nah, up that shit to 2,500."

"Damn, my boy feeling cocky aren't we?"

"Even though she's ignored him for five years." Urban snorted while rolling his eyes.

"Hey!"

---

Jack was nervous as all hell when the day finally arrived. Druski had told him that you had agreed to do the blind date even though it took a few weeks to convince you and it would actually take place at Druski's apartment.

Once you got there you were immediately blind folded and Druski led you to sit in the living room across from Jack who looked like a kid on Christmas day who opened his favorite present which he had been longing for for the entire year. Except it wasn’t just an entire year in this case, it was five.

Your two best friends Latecia and Amber were there along with Urban, Jack, Druski, the rest of PG, and even Neelam.

She was hoping this would be the night that you finally stopped ignoring Jack.

Just like Urban said the other day, this was low key embarrassing at this point.

Everyone was in on it and wanted to see the two of you go out on a date. Your best friends were tired of you being miserable and Urban was tired of hearing Jack simp over you on a daily basis.

It was go time.

"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to another round of blind dating with Druski. I have two very lovely people here who are going to get to know each other by asking questions and we'll find out at the end if they want to go out on a date or not. Now only one rule, no names will be revealed until the end. We good with that?"

Both of you nodded and you were actually eager to get started. You figured at this point, why not and what did you have to lose?

"Okay, baby girl, you go first."

"Okay. How old are you and where are you from?"

"24 and I grew up in Kentucky."

"Hmm, you're a baby. I'm almost 30."

"I guarantee you won't be saying that once we hit the bedroom."

“Damn, okay. I see my boy over there trying to make moves!” Druski was trying to do his best to hype Jack up and keep him calm. At the moment, the poor baby was blushing something terrible.

"Hmm, cocky are we?" You responded while giving a small smile.

"Never that, baby. Just confident. Now when was your last relationship and what made it end?"

"3 years ago and I was cheated on with another model that I considered a friend at one point. Him wanting a thick girl was a ploy to get closer to her. I kicked him and her to the curb."

“I’m sorry to hear that. If you were mine, you would never have to worry about that.”

“He said the same thing. You talk a big game, but are you able to back it up? Oh, and what are you looking for in a girlfriend?”

“I’m definitely able to back all of what I say up. As far as what I’m looking for in a girlfriend? You.”

“Alright now, getting a little spicy in here. Baby girl, what do you have to say to that?”

“You know what? Your voice sounds really familiar. I wonder if we’ve met before?”

Jack now had a look of panic across his face as he looked towards Druski who was frantically shaking his head no.

“Nah, mamas we haven’t. If we did, I would never forget an accent as cute as yours. DMV I take it?”

“You’re good. I feel like it’s starting to fade a little bit though. Fuck it is dummy?”

“Ayeee! Baltimore all day!! Me and baby girl in here representing!”

All you could do was laugh before Jack asked you another question.

“What are you looking for in a man?”

“Hmm, 6′3...”

“That is... very specific.....”

“Curly hair, blue eyes that remind me of the ocean, I love a beard too, throw in some freckles and we got the whole package.....”

By now everyone’s eyes were as big as saucers since you were describing Jack perfectly.

You had figured it out.

“And I mean if he’s a rapper that’s a plus.”

“Oh, um, you like rappers mamas?”

“Yes, but there’s another thing...”

“And what’s that?”

“Not just any rapper. If his name isn’t Jack Harlow I don’t want him.” You replied while taking off your blindfold and was now face to face with the man himself. If Jack had been a light shade of red before, he was now fire engine red now.

“DAMN! She got it! But you weren’t supposed to take the blindfold off yet!”

“How’d you figure it out mamas?” Jack curiously asked while looking up at you.

“The accent. It’s slight, but I hear it. As soon as you said you were 24 and from Kentucky, I knew. Nice to finally meet you Jack.”

“The pleasure is all mine, baby girl. Been waiting for this for a minute.”

“FIVE YEARS TO BE EXACT!”

“Urban shut the hell up!”

“Just saying!”

Jack rolled his eyes at Urban before looking back at you and smiling. This man had not stop blushing since you first walked into the living room.

"Now mamas, you just gonna act like you ain’t see my DM's!?"

"I admit, I did smile every time I saw your name pop up in my notifications but, I already told you why I’m hesitant. I want someone who wants me for me. I’m not anyone’s fantasy to pursue.”

“I can respect that. But, mamas.... five years? Come on now.”

“Okay, okay fine. To make up for all of that... I’m here until next Sunday so...”

“Say less. Date night.”

“YES! FINALLY! Y/N, this man has been down bad for you forever.” Neelam chimed in as she smiled at you.

“My work here is now done. Jack, what I tell you? Y/N, I knew you would say yes to my mans.”

“You really do blush when I say the smallest thing, huh?” Jack had finally settled down, but hearing that made him go red all over again.

That man was simping and simping hard.

He couldn’t do nothing but smile at you.

“Come on stinkkkk, stoppp....”

“You’re so cute. Now where are you taking me on our date?”

Liked by Y/N, druski2funny, champagnepapi, urbanwyatt, neelamthadhani, and 8,394,521 others

jackharlow: and she's a bad motherfucker, how could we not go together? 😍😍😍

champagnepapi: wait... THIS YOU?

druski2funny: champagnepapi courtesy of me. I told my boy I would set it up. It was looking bleak for awhile but it happened.

jackharlow: champagnepapi all me bro 😏

champagnepapi: damn okay I see you 👀 hey Ms. Y/N!

Y/N: champagnepapi hi honey! 👋🏾

Y/N: jackharlow the bed is cold without you, come back 😔

jackharlowsource: after five years our boy finally got her 😫

jackharlow: you ain't have to say all that 🙄

jackharlow: Y/N say less! on my way baby girl! oh and urbanwyatt run me my money

urbanwyatt: 🙄

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panda-writes-kpop · 1 year

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Gunslinger! Dami - Glitter ‘n Gold

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! I cannot believe that it's been a year since Shoot To Kill has come out. Where has the time gone?!?!? Anyways, that is currently my favorite Dami fic (currently is the key word because y'all are in for a treat come Dami's birthday 😉), so I had to write some additional fluff for it! It isn't as long as the original, but I love it just the same. ❤️ (Random fun fact: Shoot To Kill was the first fic of mine that included curse words lol.)

TW: Heavy spoilers for the first part, guns, barfights, someone gets shot, doctors, needles, threats, blood, a lil' angst but mostly fluff, cursing, attempted use of Southern slang, someone is also held against their will and interrogated, Villain! SuA (obviously she doesn't act like this irl, it's just for the sake of the story and ✨️ dramatic tension ✨️)

Summary: Our favorite gunslinger comes back into town - only to meet up with an old "friend" who isn't about exchanging pleasantries. After a quick scuffle and a trip to the doctor's, Dami has to take care of business on a trip that was supposed to be about being around you. That, however, does not stop Dami from pulling you deeper into her orbit and the world that she lives in as someone who's sworn to protect this stretch of the world from the bandits who have been hurting them for years.

♡ Masterlist ♡

“Put your goddamn hands in the air!” The brown-haired woman with the bandana over her mouth screams.

Gahyeon side-eyes you before placing her hands in the air. You, on the other hand, scoff and shake your head.

“You pesky bandits never learn your lesson, huh? Pathetic.” You spit at the woman’s shoes, and she angrily grabs the fabric of your shirt.

“Do you have a death wish?”

“Yeah, Y/N, do you?” Gahyeon jokingly asks as you watch her grab a gun from under the counter.

The woman focuses her attention on you as she pulls her mask down.

“Do you know who I am?”

“Am I supposed to?” You roll your eyes before the woman presses the barrel of her gun to your forehead.

You nervously bite your lip as she harshly laughs.

“Now you’re scared, huh? I’ll cut to the chase - tell your woman that she owes us money for the services we provided her with or next time, we take your body as payment.”

“What woman are you talking about? A lot of women find me charming, if you know what I mean~” You wiggle your eyebrows at her as she scoffs.

“God, you really are dumb! I’m tellin’ the boss about this, I hope you know.”

Gahyeon brandishes her gun and points it in the direction of the woman.

Unfortunately for you, the woman buries the barrel into your hair before turning the two of you towards Gahyeon.

“I wouldn’t try nothin’, miss, unless you want a bullet in their pretty lil’ skull.”

The doors to the saloon slam open, and you dryly laugh as Gahyeon gasps.

“Put the gun down, SuA.” Dami says before aiming her own gun towards SuA.

SuA chuckles before turning you and her towards Dami.

“Do you have the money you owe us, sweetheart?”

Dami scoffs at the thought.

“As if I’d give common thieves any of my hard-earned money.”

“And to think that long ago, we used to be sisters, Dami. What happened?”

“I changed and became a better person. You didn’t.”

Dami sighs before she turns the safety off on her gun.

“Last chance, SuA. Put the damn gun down. I’m not playin’ your games.”

SuA lets out a villainous laugh.

“I don’t think you understand what’s going on here. I have something you want, right?” She gently traces your face with the barrel of her gun, and you flinch as the gun stops right under your chin.

Dami looks unbothered, but her grip on the weapon in her hands has tightened a lot.

“If you harm even a single hair on their head, I’ll tell Siyeon everything.”

SuA stops at the mention of that name.

Who are either of these women, and why are they coming after me and Dami?

“You wouldn’t dare.” She hisses, but Dami does not give in.

“Try me. You know how good my words are, SuA.”

SuA pauses for a moment before shaking her head.

“Boss’ll have my head in a noose, so I’m afraid that I can’t help you there, Dami. It was nice seeing you, though.”

Within a second, SuA pulls her gun away from you, turns toward Gahyeon, and fires the gun in her direction. Gahyeon screams in pain when the bullet hits her, and she drops the gun. Another shot is fired, but your ears are still ringing from the last one, so you can’t tell if it’s from SuA or Dami.

What you do know is that SuA’s grip on you has lessened, so you throw your elbow into her stomach. She stumbles back and lets go of you, which allows you to grab the gun that Gahyeon dropped.

You look at Gahyeon, who holds her bleeding arm. She musters a smile, and you reciprocate one back to her.

“Get her back for me, ok?”

You toss her a nearby bar towel before nodding.

“Keep pressure on the wound. I’ll be back in a second.”

You turn back to see Dami and SuA walk towards each other. SuA tosses her gun on the ground, and a wicked smile is on her face.

“No guns, okay? Let’s have a bar fight, like the good ol’ times.”

Dami sighs before discarding her gun as well.

“I’m not showing you any mercy.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to.” SuA looks over to you with that sickening smile on her face. “You can shoot me after we’re done, sweetheart. I just want to give her the beatin’ that my boss asked me to give her.”

Dami softly laughs.

“You’ve never won a bar fight before, SuA.”

“I’ve never won a drunken bar fight.” SuA corrects Dami before raising her fists up. “Let’s dance.”

You cautiously set the gun down as Gahyeon winces.

“You doin’ ok?”

“Not really. It’s not everyday you get shot, ya know?” She laughs before hissing in pain. “Why aren’t you watchin’ the fight?”

“I don’t want to, Gahyeon. Simple as that.”

“Yeah, I don’t know if I would want to see my girlfriend kick someone’s ass, either.”

You glance back at Sua and Dami, only to see that SuA has already been knocked to the ground.

That didn’t take long.

“What’re you gonna do, Dami? Kill me? We both know you don’t have the guts to do that.” SuA weakly says as Dami smirks before pulling SuA’s hair so their eyes would meet.

“Of course not. I’m just going to send a message.”

“And that would b-” SuA isn’t able to finish her sentence as Dami lands another punch, which knocks her out.

You wince and Gahyeon cheers as Dami lets go of her.

You immediately stand up and walk towards her. When you get close, Dami visibly relaxes before grabbing your waist. You cup her face and stare into her eyes for much longer than you probably should have.

“Oh, Dami…” You trail off as you notice a small cut on her lip.

“She played dirty. If you knew her, it wouldn’t surprise you.” Dami shows you a small cut on her hand before pointing to the small blade in SuA’s hand.

“I’m glad you’re okay.” You softly mutter before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I worry about you a lot, Dami.”

A light smile plays on her face.

“Me too, Y/N, me too.”

“HELLOOOOO?!?!” Gahyeon yells. “Listen, lovebirds, I’d love to sit and watch you flirt with each other, but I am currently bleeding out and I think your happy lil’ reunion can wait a few moments!!”

“My goodness, Dami, you really ought to send a letter the next time you come to town. That’s so I can prepare myself for any bodily harm that comes my way.” Gahyeon jokes as you and Dami carry her to the doctor’s in the dead of the night. “I thought gettin’ beat up was bad, but man, does a bullet to the arm hurt like a bitch!”

“Yeah, that’s why people usually try to avoid being shot.” You dryly comment, which causes Dami to laugh.

“You didn’t even sweat when she held a gun to your temple, Y/N! Believe it or not, some of us actually fear death!” Gahyeon angrily says before loudly huffing. “JiU’s gonna kill me…”

“No, she’s going to sigh deeply and give you a disappointed look.” You correct Gahyeon, who shakes her head.

“Yeah, and then I get lectured for an hour to ‘make more responsible decisions’.” Gahyeon rolls her eyes at those last few words.

“Is she wrong, though?” You tease as Gahyeon scoffs.

“Your girlfriend-”

“-saved our asses, so I’d be saying ‘thank you’ instead of whinin’ and complain’.”

“Ugh, fine,” Gahyeon tilts her head towards Dami, “thanks for helping, I guess.”

“It’s my pleasure, Gahyeon, although I wish you hadn’t gotten shot.”

“Me too!” Gahyeon exclaims as you hold back your laughter.

“Is this… JiU a friend of yours?” Dami asks, and you nod.

“Yeah, she’s just a few years older than us. When we were kids, JiU used to babysit and take care of Handong, Gahyeon, and I when we were ill. If you had known her for as long as Gahyeon and I have, you’d see why being a doctor is right in her wheelhouse.”

Gahyeon’s eyes shine with excitement.

“Y/N, do you think she has the cherry lollipops?”

You can’t help but laugh at Gahyeon’s cuteness.

“You’ll have to just wait and see.”

Gahyeon pouts, and you find that the three of you have started walking in a comfortable silence. That gives you time to think, but you’re not sure if that’s a good thing or not.

SuA knew Dami… I wonder if that was one of the members of the outlaw gang that Dami was once a part of. It feels improper to ask now, but I want to bring it up sooner rather than later.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Dami asks, and you offer her a warm smile.

“It’s nothing, really.”

“Are you sure? You looked deep in thought.”

Should I say something now, or should I wait?

You shake your head before responding.

“Yeah, I’m good, Dami. Thanks for asking, though.”

The three of you stop at JiU’s front door. You carefully lean forward and knock on the door while trying to balance Gahyeon in yours and Dami’s arms.

“You think she’s up?” Gahyeon softly asks before you hear shuffling come from the inside of the house.

“Well, she is now.” You mutter before JiU opens the door.

She sighs deeply before opening the door wide enough for the three of you to enter.

“Set her in the guest bedroom. I’ll grab my supplies from the bathroom.” JiU instructs as you and Dami head towards the bedroom.

Once you reach the bed, you both gently set Gahyeon down. You roll your shoulders a couple of times in order to get the pain out of them, but Dami seems completely unaffected by the matter.

“I’m back.” JiU says while entering the room. “Where’s the wound?”

“Right forearm.” Gahyeon says before untying the towel from the wound.

JiU gasps before opening her medical bag.

“This is going to hurt, Gahyeon, but bear with me.”

“I’ll do my best, doc!” Gahyeon gives her a cheerful smile as you walk over to Dami.

“Can we talk in private for a moment?” You softly say, as not to alarm Gahyeon or JiU.

“Not a fan of medical procedures?” Dami teasingly smiles at you, and you shake your head at her.

“C’mon- I’m serious, honey.” You calmly say.

“Lead the way, darlin’.”

You take her hand before turning to JiU.

“I’ll make you a cup of tea as thanks, JiU.”

“I’d appreciate that, Y/N, because I don’t think Gahyeon wants me putting stitches in her while I’m still tired.”

“I need stitches!?!?” Gahyeon yells before squirming on the bed.

“-And that’s our cue to leave.” You blow a kiss to Gahyeon, who rolls her eyes at you, and you then exit with Dami in tow.

As soon as you’re out of earshot of JiU and Gahyeon, the question that’s been on your mind comes straight out of your mouth.

“You knew SuA on a personal level, right?” You stop walking once you reach the kitchen, and you let go of Dami’s hand as you throw a couple of pieces of firewood into the barely-lit fireplace.

“I’d figured you or Gahyeon would ask, but yes, I was friends with her when we were in that outlaw gang.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that you owed them money, Dami?” You gently ask before grabbing a kettle from a cupboard.

“I don’t owe them anything, sweetheart.” Dami lightly scoffs. “Is that what she told you?”

“Yeah, and something else.” You mutter under your breath as you grab some tea leaves from a jar on the counter.

“What else did she tell you? I know for a fact that SuA is not a woman who just shows up and demands payment.”

“I- She-” You bite your lip and sigh before filling the kettle with water. “She said that if you didn’t pay them, they’d take me as payment the next time she showed up.”

Dami immediately walks over to you with a worried look on her face.

“What!? Are you serious?”

“Yes, Dami, I am!” You turn to her with tears in your eyes. “They said they’d kill me!”

You place the kettle down before Dami pulls you into her arms.

“Oh, my love… I can’t imagine what you were thinking at that moment.”

“I’m scared, honey, I really am. Gahyeon might think I’m fearless, but she doesn’t know that I put up one hell of a front for her sake.”

Dami gently runs one hand through your hair as another rubs your back.

“I’ll take care of this, I promise.”

“Are you going to leave me again, Dami?” You gently ask while looking her in the eyes.

She shakes her head before reassuring you.

“If I go anywhere, you’re coming with me. I refuse to have any harm come to you or anyone you care about.”

“Dami!” You exclaim before letting the tears fall down your face.

“I’m right here, Y/N.” She softly whispers. “I’ll always be here when you need me most.”

You link arms with Dami as she carries a tray of full tea cups.

“Thank you, Dami.” You say before opening the door for her.

She offers you a slight smile before turning to JiU.

“Here’s your tea, JiU.”

“Ah, thank you, Y-” She pauses while reaching for the cup. “I’m sorry, but I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

“That would be correct.” Dami sets a tea cup on the nightstand for Gahyeon before offering you one.

You warmly smile at her before taking the cup from her hands. Dami grabs the final cup and sets the tray down as JiU takes a sip of the tea.

“That’s a good thing because being someone I know is not a good thing.” JiU jokes as Gahyeon softly whines.

“JiU, you’re so mean to me!”

“I think you’re forgetting that I haven’t even told you off yet…”

You watch Gahyeon becomes pale at the thought of one of JiU’s lectures.

“Sorry, JiU.” Gahyeon curtly responds.

“This is Dami,” You say to JiU, “and she’s the girl I’ve been talking to you about.”

“Ah, I see. You’re the one she’s been hopelessly in love with for so long. I’ve been wondering when I would meet the person who made Y/N write all of those love letters~” She teases you as you start to stammer.

“Ji-JiU!”

“I found them to be quite endearing and charming, like Y/N themselves.” Dami wistfully says.

You nearly spit out your tea as Gahyeon laughs at you.

“Aww, is our Y/N flustered?”

“You better watch it before I tell JiU to add more alcohol to your wound.” You say as Gahyeon shrinks into herself.

“There’s no need to be violent, you two.” JiU warns before pulling out a needle and thread.

“Oh God, this is the worst part!” Gahyeon laments as you reach over and squeeze her hand.

“Good luck, Gahyeon. I think you’ll have earned yourself a couple of cherry lollipops after all of this.”

“No, Y/N, I want the whole bag!” She yells as you set your tea cup on the nightstand, right next to Gahyeon’s cup.

Dami places one hand on your shoulder before wrapping the other around your waist.

JiU smiles at the two of you before beginning to work on Gahyeon.

“You, Y/N, and your lover are too cute!”

“That was fuckin’ awful!” Gahyeon mutters as JiU puts the last of her equipment away.

“Do I need to lecture you about your language too, or is the one about your personal safety enough?”

Gahyeon nervously laughs before profusely apologizing, and JiU chuckles before shushing her.

“I was kidding, Gahyeon. I think the bullet wound is enough of a consequence for you.”

“Do we need to look out for any infections, JiU?” You softly ask.

“No, but I appreciate the concern for Gahyeon’s well-being.” JiU sends a sharp, noticeable glare to Gahyeon before continuing. “She can stay with Yoohyeon for the time being.”

“Yoohyeon?! Does this mean I have to eat her cookin’?”

“Be nice, Gahyeon, especially since she offered to take you in.” JiU softly says.

“I can’t take her to my place?” You ask, and Dami confusedly looks at you.

“Your place?”

“Yeah,” You smile at her for a moment, “I finally got the courage to get my own place. It’s right in town, too.”

“That’s great, Y/N.”

Dami’s encouraging smile makes your heart flutter, and Gahyeon smirks before laughing.

“I guess all of those talks about marriage and settling down weren’t just empty promises~”

“Gahyeon!” You yell before looking away in embarrassment. “I think she’s feelin’ well enough to walk herself to Yoohyeon’s house.”

“I agree. I can take her there, though, if you want.” JiU offers, but Dami is quick to respond.

“We’re going to need you to come with us.”

“And why would that be?” JiU asks.

Dami shakes her head.

“Somebody had to give her the bullet wound, and I think Y/N will agree with me that they’re in much worse shape than Gahyeon is.”

“Oh my God…” JiU trails off as she notices SuA tied to a chair in the back of Handong’s bakery. “What did Gahyeon do to her?”

“That wasn’t Gahyeon, doc.” You mutter as JiU gasps.

“Dami, you…” JiU trails off as Dami looks away in shame. “You know what? It doesn’t matter. I just need to fix her up and then I’m free to go, right?”

You hum in response, and JiU quickly gets to work as Handong approaches you and Dami.

“You two owe me big time for this one.”

“Yeah, I’m well aware of that, Dongie. What do you need?” You ask.

“I want one of those peacemaker guns that you and Dami have.”

You nod your head.

“I’ll talk to Gahyeon’s dad, and I’ll see what I can get around for ya.”

“Thanks, Y/N.” Handong says before turning to Dami. “It’s been rough around these parts, in case you haven’t heard.”

“In what ways?” Dami softly inquires.

“Well, there’s been more bandits comin’ around and tryin’ to rob me blind. I can’t take it any more, so that’s why I’m askin’ for a gun. Alongside that… business has been slowly goin’ downhill since…” Handong trails off as tears start to build her eyes. “Sorry, I shouldn’t be cryin’ like this in front of you.”

Dami looks towards Handong before looking back at you.

“What happened?”

Of course Dami would want to know. That’s why you and Handong haven’t talked in months, but you don’t want to tell yourself that.

You start to become uncomfortable as Handong wipes tears from her eyes. You wrap your arms around yourself before biting your lip.

“It’s better if Handong explains. It’ll come out worse than I mean if I talk about it.” You explain before glancing at JiU and SuA.

“Y/N, you can talk about-”

“No, Handong, you should talk about her. She’s your grandmother, remember?” You shake your head before sighing. “I’m gonna get some fresh air. You can come and get me when SuA’s conscious.”

You go to walk out, but Dami grabs your arm.

“You don’t want me to go with you?”

“No, you need to hear what Handong has to say.” You squeeze her hand before pulling her hand off of your arm.

You manage to turn away from the both of them before the tears start freely flowing down your face. You make it outside of the bakery before you hurriedly sit on the ground in an effort to calm yourself.

The bright moonlight seems bleak as the rest of the world seems to be silent in the wake of your misery.

It’s only fitting that no one is here to see what I’ve become - what her death has made of the person inside of me.

You pull your knees towards your chest before you close your eyes. The tears won’t stop coming out of your eyes, even as you wish for them to stop.

It’s hard for me to admit that I miss someone who never even really loved me. I was the adopted child - the one she never asked for nor wanted. Ms. Betty always took care of me, even though I wasn’t her favorite. In her own way, she loved me.

…I couldn’t stand to live in the bakery after her death, so I moved out. Handong and I grew apart - we didn’t feel like siblings anymore, and that hurt the most. She was one of the few people that really cared about me, and it’s a tough pill to swallow. We don’t talk or joke everyday like we used to. How has everything changed so much yet so little at the same time?

“Y/N, darlin’, where are you?” Dami’s voice permeates through your thoughts as you open your eyes.

“Over here.” You weakly call out before pulling yourself off of the ground.

You wipe a few tears from your eyes, and you notice that they’ve finally stopped flowing from your eyes. You shiver as a cold breeze suddenly hits you.

Why didn’t I think to keep a jacket with me?

“Y/N, I-” Dami pauses for a moment, “Handong told me everything.”

“I figured.” You mutter softly.

“You’ve changed and gone through so much, my love. I wish I could’ve been there for ya.” Dami steps closer to you as you turn to her.

“How have I changed? Is it a bad thing?” You start to grow worried as Dami quickly grabs your hand.

“No, no… that’s not what I meant. You’ve… matured a lot, even though you were mature when I first met you. Something seemed different about you, but I couldn’t quite place my finger on it.”

You intertwine your fingers with hers as you take your free hand and place it on her cheek. You cup her cheek and begin to absentmindedly rub your thumb back and forth.

“You don’t mind the changes?”

Dami takes her other hand and places it over the one that rests on her face.

“At this point, there’s very little you could say or do to make me love you any less.”

You raise an eyebrow at her statement.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Positively. Unless you’re going to be someone like SuA or any other bandit, then you’ll always be the one for me.”

“You always know just what to say, you know?” You laugh softly as Dami smiles at you.

“It’s a gift that I’m more than happy to spoil you with.”

“Alright, you charmer, let’s go back in before we catch somethin’ out here.” You let Dami guide you back inside, but you stop at the doorway.

Dami notices, and she turns back to look at you.

“Do you need someth-”

You softly kiss her lips before placing one hand on her waist. She responds by kissing your back and placing a hand on your chest.

As you pull back, Dami can’t help but chuckle to herself.

“What’re you laughin’ at, huh?” You jokingly scoff before pushing her away from you.

She can’t help but smile as she pulls you back towards her.

“I might know exactly what to say to you, but you somehow always know what to do in order to make my heart race. Consider yourself lucky, Y/N.”

“Is she up?” You ask as you and Dami re-enter the back of the bakery.

“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Handong says as JiU backs away from SuA.

“Ah, is this really how you treat your guests? How rude of you, Dami~”

You squeeze Dami’s hand, and she gently squeezes your hand back.

“Who sent you, SuA?”

“Wait, you two know each other?” Handong stares at Dami in disbelief.

“You don’t need to be here, Hando-”

“I’m staying right here as long as SuA, or whoever the hell she is, is in my bakery.” Handong defensively says as JiU waves at you and Dami.

“Let me know if you need me again.” JiU quickly says before slipping out of the bakery.

“Where’s the doc goin’?” SuA asks with a grin on her face. “I enjoyed seein’ her pretty face.”

“JiU has a sixth sense for being able to detect violence before it’s goin’ to happen.” You sternly say as Handong tries to hold back her laughter.

“Yeah, that’s true.”

“SuA, who sent you?” Dami takes a step towards SuA, who simply laughs.

“You and I both know exactly who did it.”

Dami sighs before shaking her head.

“That’s what I was afraid you would say.”

“You mind fillin’ me in here, Y/N?” Handong exasperatedly says.

“Dongie, Dami used to be a part of a group of infamous bandits before she broke off from them. SuA, as you can probably guess, is a member of that group of outlaws.”

“Why didn’t you say that before? I would’ve ended her way before you even got to the doctor’s with Gahyeon!”

“Dami said she wanted to talk to SuA to see if she could get anything out of her.”

“I won’t tell you a damn thing. You can hurt me as you may please, but that won’t stop them from getting them what you owe them.” SuA dryly says.

“What do I owe them, SuA?” Dami probes as SuA scoffs.

“The money for takin’ you in as a runaway. Kids aren’t cheap, ya know?”

“Don’t you make plenty by schemin’ and hurtin’ innocent people?”

“You’re really gonna pull that morality shit on me, huh? Fine, since we’re on the topic of morals… how do you sleep at night, knowin’ you killed a man?” SuA leers, which causes Dami to flinch.

You immediately let go of Dami’s hand before walking towards SuA.

“That’s enough from you.”

“Oh, and what else do you have to say, you-”

SuA stops talking the moment you wrap your fingers around her neck.

“Dami might be nice enough to give you mercy, but I won’t hesitate to put you six feet under if you fuck with me or anyone else I care about again. Are we clear?” You hiss as SuA gets in your face.

“You’re bold, huh? I like people like that~” SuA suggestively raises her eyebrows as you immediately let go of her throat.

“God, you’re disgusting.” You roll your eyes before walking back to Dami.

“Only for you, sweetheart~”

“Okay, now you’ve successfully pissed me off.” Handong steps towards SuA as SuA decides to jeer at Handong.

“What are you going to do to me? You work in a bakery!”

SuA immediately eats her words as Handong slaps SuA across the face. You gasp in surprise as Handong, trying to be intimidating, leans over SuA

“That’s what I’ll do to you, and I won’t hesitate to do more. Like Y/N said, we aren’t the saviors from storybooks with good morals. You mess with the bulls here, and you get stabbed with the horns.” Handong threatens as SuA recovers from the slap.

“Do your worst, bakery girl.”

“Oh, believe me, I will,” She grumbles before walking away from SuA, “but for now, I’ll leave you be.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t try to stop me or Handong.” You mutter under your breath as you take Dami’s hand in yours.

“I don’t think either of you mean what you say, but I can only hope that SuA believes every word of it.” Dami whispers back before rubbing her thumb back and forth across your hand.

“Me too, Dami, me too.”

“What’s the plan now, you guys? Talkin’ didn’t work, and neither did the threatenin’. Guess you all are as useless as you look.”

Ding!

A light smirk plays on your lips as you look towards Handong.

“Won’t you get the door for us, Handong?”

Handong smiles back at you.

“It’d be my pleasure.”

“What are you two doing?” Dami softly asks as SuA looks around the bakery.

“Apparently, Yoohyeon was tryin’ to organize a music festival in town in order to drive more business here. In doing so, she managed to capture the attention of one of the most popular acts out there - The Songbird herself, Siyeon.”

“Siyeon’s here?” Dami asks loudly, and you can’t help but smile as SuA squirms in her seat.

“Yup, she was staying with Yoohyeon for a few days in order to figure out the finer details, but Siyeon was more than happy to come over here when she heard that her beloved SuA was in town.”

“I-I’ll do anything for you guys! Just let me go so she doesn’t know about me bein’ a crook and thief!” SuA yells as she tries and fails to get out of her rope handcuffs.

“You tell your employers that Dami is more than willin’ to pay for the debts if they’ll stop shootin’ and hurtin’ every innocent person just for a chip to cash in.” Dami says as SuA violently shakes her head.

“They’ll never agree to that!”

“Then you better figure out where you’re gonna get that money from… unless you want your head to be on the choppin’ block.”

“Got it! Just let me goooo!” SuA whines as you slowly walk over to her.

“Don’t even think about pullin’ anything, alright?” You mutter before untying her.

SuA nods her head over and over until you’ve finished untying her. Once the final rope lets go of her, SuA immediately runs out towards the front of the bakery.

You hear her excitedly greet someone, and they talk for a little while before leaving the bakery.

“That worked out better than I thought it would’ve.” You say as Dami nods in agreement.

“I couldn’t have done it without you, Y/N. Thank you for stayin’ by my side, and for standin’ up for me. I appreciate it.”

“It’s no problem, Dami… I just wish that you didn’t have to work while you’re visitin’ me.”

“Nothin’ feels like work when I’m with you, darlin’. Besides, don’t you have a house tour to give?”

Your eyes light up in excitement as you start to lead Dami towards the house you own.

“I can’t wait to show you what I’ve done with the place. It really feels like my home now.”

Dami raises an eyebrow at you.

“Don’t you mean our home?”

You look away for a moment, flustered, before smiling at Dami.

“Of course I did! What was I thinking?”

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choccyhearts · 1 year

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Dog Games // Eddie Munson x Reader

Note: I just couldn't this idea out of my head so now it gets to go into other people's heads. Also, I may have Covid so my brain is being extra silly today <3

Cw: Competitiveness (obvs), mentions of vomit, making fun of Steve lol, G/N reader, this is probs way longer than it needs to be, oh well

It was game night with the gang, something you guys do every so often. Everyone gathers at your house, scarfing down copious amounts of chips, candy, and soda while arguments over cheating and poor sportsmanship ensue. It's some of the most fun you guys have. This night is lacking in people as only Dustin, Lucas, Robin and Steve have come -- most likely because word got out that it was Dustin's pick and Dustin always picks the same game.

His pick is the dreaded Monopoly. Everyone hates Monopoly, not because of the usual reasons, such as it's length, capitalism, or the fact that Steve is always made banker and he throws a hissy fit every time but also refuses to let anyone else fill the role. No, everyone hates playing Monopoly because of a certain pair of lovebirds -- you and Eddie.

You two always end up having the same argument and it leads to the rest of the party sitting around bored.

Maybe Dustin had a bit of faith in you two to act different, maybe he just wanted to have an Eddie-free game night because as much as he loves the metalhead, the man is overly-competitive. Whatever the reason, Dustin sets the board game on the floor, a smile planted on his face.

"Oh, come on! Really?", Robin groans.

"Again, dude? There isn't any other game you'd rather pick?", Lucas sighs.

"What're we playin'?", Eddie asks. You both plop on the floor next to each other and look down. "Awh, yes! Haven't played this in forever!"

"Sweet! I swear we'll be on our best behavior!", you say.

"What's- Monopoly? Really, Dustin?", Steve whines as he enters. "I hate being banker, you guys always try stealing from me, I'm not having it tonight!"

"Fine, then I'll be banker", Robin says as she drags the money towards her.

"No, no, you do it wrong!", Steve pulls the money back towards himself.

"It's counting and handing out pieces of paper."

"Yeah, but you have a horrible system. You know what, I'll do it!" There's no point in stopping Steve as he's already setting the money in front of him.

As Dustin sets the board out for everyone, you and Eddie nearly break each other's hands as you both dart towards the same playing piece, shouting in harmony, "I call dog!"

Like clockwork, every head in the room apart from yours and Eddie's turns and gives Dustin an unamused look.

"No, you had dog last time!", you say like a toddler.

"That doesn't count, I didn't even get to play with it cause everyone left", Eddie argues back just as childish.

"You just had to pick Monopoly?", Robin glares.

"Alright, Munson, you want it? Let's settle this!"

You both drop the tiny metal dog on the ground and walk towards the hallway where you'll have more space.

You stand across from each other, Eddie hunched down in a power stance and you puff your chest up ever so slightly to try and radiate dominance.

"Okay.... one...", you say.

"Two...", Eddie continues.

"Three!", you say together.

"Wait, are we going on three or on go?", Eddie asks.

"Uhh, three?"

"Okay, okay...one..."

"Two..."

"Three!" "Go!" You and Eddie say at the same time.

"No, we're not doing 'go' we're doing three!", you say.

"But if we do it at the same time-"

"Oh my God, I will count for you!", Steve shouts from his spot on the floor.

You both nod before looking back at each other.

"Alright, one...two, no cheating..."

"Wait, what counts as cheating?", Eddie asks.

"Clapping in front of my face! Blowing air at me!"

"Nah, baby, that's street rules! Anything goes!"

"You wanna play that way, okay?", you sass.

"Alright, one...two...three!"

You and Eddie stare into each others eyes. Lips slowly begin to get bitten, twitches become involuntary, and your poor friends turn their backs away.

"You look like you're gonna blink, sweetie", Eddie teases.

"No, I don't need to blink. You, however, have some tears in your eyes, might wanna brush those away, maybe...blink?"

"Those aren't tears...my eyes are sweaty", Eddie's voice becomes strained.

"That's disgusting", you say, voice also strained.

Your eye contact becomes intense, neither of you wanting to give in.

"If I never see again it'll be worth it for that dog."

"The only reason I want to keep my eyesight is so I can see your face when I never let you play with it again", Eddie has a smirk on his face.

"You're a monster", you groan.

"Guys", Robin cuts in. "It's not even a minute."

"She speaks lies! It's been at least five!", Eddie says dramatically. Robin rolls her eyes and turns back to the others.

You both resume glaring at each other.

"What are you thinkin' about?", Eddie asks.

"How much I want to win that dog...also I really wanna blink. You?"

"I could go for a soft pretzel right now...and then I wanna share it with that dog. Also, I wanna blink too."

"You can, you can end this all right now." Now it's your turn to smirk.

"I will never!"

"Guys, I can see from here that both of you have blinked several times, I think you're just too dumb to notice", Lucas chimes in.

You both frown, slowly standing from your power stances.

"Well that stinks, I hate playing that!"

"You know what, staring contest is stupid, I have a better idea", you say as you make your hand into a fist.

"You're gonna punch me!?", Eddie shouts.

"No! Rock, paper, scissors!"

Eddie nods and smiles, getting into position.

"Rock, paper, scissors, go!", you both say. You throw rock and Eddie throws rock as well.

"Dammit, again!"

"Rock, paper, scissors, go!"

You throw paper and Eddie throws scissors.

"Ha! I win, give me my canine!"

"No! Best out of three!"

"Fine, since I'm a good sportsman, I will see to your rematch."

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

Eddie paper, you scissors.

"Best out of four!"

Eddie rock, you scissors.

"Best out of five!"

This continues for 20 more times.

"Alright, this is getting us nowhere, I know what'll work!", Eddie says as he dashes towards your room.

You wait for a moment, only barely noticing that your friends have already begun playing.

"Ah ha!", Eddie enters again, happily holding up a green folder.

"You wanna play heads up?"

"Yah, this is the best way to decide, winner gets pooch."

You click your tongue and shrug your shoulders, "Alright."

This game of heads up is one you and Eddie made one night. It's filled with your friends names, and celebrities and characters you like.

You now sit down on the floor facing each other, both with scraps of loose leaf paper taped to your foreheads.

"Okay, uhh, he's old."

"How old?", Eddie asks.

"Uh...very?"

Eddie looks down in deep thought, his paper reading "Gandalf" rubbing against his hair.

"What else about him?"

"I don't know, he's a really old man!"

"God? Jesus?"

"No, like an old wizard!"

"God? Jesus?"

"I just said no!", you whine. "What about me? Who am I?"

"Gorgeous", Eddie flirts.

"Not funny! Seriously!"

"No, yeah, you're gorgeous! There's the hint."

"What does that even mean? Uh, Cher? Molly Ringwald?"

"No, this person's in the room with us."

Your brow furrows.

"Who, Robin?"

"Thanks, babe!", Robin calls over.

"Nooo", Eddie smiles.

"Ew, what, Steve?"

"God, no!"

"Thanks, guys", Steve grumbles.

You both don't notice, but your friends are already nearly finished with their game, Steve already bankrupt, Robin owning one of every property type, Lucas rolling in cash from Steve landing on his properties every turn, and Dustin half-playing half-enjoying watching you two.

"Man, this game sucks", you pout and lean forward on to your hand.

"It really does, sweetie", Eddie smiles, eyeing your piece of paper that reads your name.

"Okay, ya know what, new game! I have a better idea!", you say, standing up and leaving the paper stuck to your head.

"What now?"

You take him over to your kitchen and pull out two spoons. Eddie immediately takes the spoon and places it on his nose.

"What are you doing?", you giggle.

"I thought we were balancing spoons", Eddie says confused.

"Oh, no I had something different in mind but I like that more, let's do that!"

You place your spoon on your nose and take a deep breath, the spoon falling.

"Oh, wait wait, I'm not ready."

Eddie removes his spoon and waits for you.

"Okay, now!" You both place your spoons on your noses, Eddie's first to fall.

"Retry!"

You both reset and do it again.

"What...was your...original...idea?", Eddie says through grit teeth.

"I...was going...to suggest we...have an ice cream...eating contest."

Eddie's head snaps up and he catches his spoon.

"Hey, let's do that instead!"

Now you're both sat on the ground again, shoving spoonfuls on ice cream into your mouth. Your both cringing hard, your scrunched up faces freezing every so often.

"Agh, this was horrible, what were we thinking!?", Eddie groans.

"My teeth...are so cold", you breathe out.

"These guys are idiots, we've been done for ten minutes", Lucas shakes his head.

"Should we leave?", Robin says.

"No, let's stay, I wanna see how far they'll go", Steve encourages.

"You just like seeing them in pain cause they said you weren't gorgeous", Robin teases.

"Yes, actually. I am a very handsome banker."

"Yeah, a banker that sucks at keeping track of his own money", Lucas snorts.

"Ya know what, rematch! We definitely have time!", Steve points at Lucas before gesturing towards the both of you who are now slumped over and holding your tummies.

"Okay, if you wanna lose again."

You crawl over to Eddie and nuzzle your face into his neck. he wraps his arms around you, trying to warm you up.

"Who...won?", you weakly say.

"I have no clue", Eddie whispers.

You slide into his lap and he kisses your cheek. You flinch at his cold lips and he mutters a "sorry."

"Wanna play another game?", you smile.

"Absolutely", he smile back.

"You know what sounds good right now?"

"A soda?"

"Yep. And you know what soda's good for?"

"Burping contest?"

"Yes! I'll get the soda!", you launch out of his lap and towards your fridge.

"You guys are gonna throw up and I'm not cleaning it up!", Robin shouts.

"Relax, we would never make you clean it up!", you shout back.

Steve looks up from counting his money and makes eye contact with a smirking Robin. He looks back at the two of you and then the dots connect.

"Hey-! No, I'm not on vomit duty! You guys are ridiculous, just pick someone or I'm throwing that dog away!"

"You will do no such thing!" "Chill out, Dad!" You and Eddie shout together.

You hand Eddie a soda and together crack open the lids. As you two chug down the fizzy drinks the rest of the group decides to watch.

"This is simultaneously the worst and best game night", Lucas smiles.

"Ack! I feel like roadkill on a hot day", Eddie groans.

"Don't say roadkill", you plead.

You sit up straight and prepare yourselves. Eddie's first, letting out a loud, guttural burp.

The group covers their nose and swat at the air.

"Ugh, what did you eat, Eddie?", Robin coughs out.

"An entire tub of ice cream -- bubblegum flavor."

It's your turn now and as you brace for impact, you let out the shortest and softest burp ever. Eddie errupts in laughter, falling all over the floor. You hide your face in embarrassment.

"What? What was that!?"

"I don't know, shut up!"

"That was like a- like a little kitten or something", Eddie continues to laugh. He opens his eyes and notices your embarrassment. "Oh, sweetie, come here."

He brings you into his embrace.

"It's safe to say I win that one, huh?" You nod into his chest.

"Alright, so do you guys have a winner?", Steve asks.

"Uh...actually I already forgot who won what", you admit.

"Yeah, I did too. Uh, rock, paper, scissors?"

You pull a part from each other get your hands into position.

"Rock. Paper. Scissors!"

Eddie shoots paper and you shoot scissors.

"Hooray! I win!"

"Yeah, I'll let you win this time, I'm too tired now." Eddie gives you a kiss on the cheek before you both stand and stumble over to rest of the group.

"Victory is mine!", you say as you shove the dog in Eddie's face.

You happily set the dog at the starting point and Eddie chooses the thimble as his piece.

"Okay, now who goes first?", Dustin says.

You and Eddie share a glance but Robin stops your thoughts before they even happen.

"We will roll to see!"

Eddie gets highest number and gets to play first.

"Alright, Gandalf, go ahead!", Steve chuckles.

"Huh?", Eddie raises his brow. Steve nods towards the paper still stuck to his head. Eddie pulls it off and looks down.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about these", you giggle. You pull yours off. "I can't believe you guessed God or Jesus for yours."

"All you said was old wizard man! At least I called you gorgeous!"

"Okay, firstly, since when was God or Jesus ever a wizard? Secondly, that word can be used to describe loads of people, you were no help either." You toss the paper aside and lean against Eddie's arm.

He tosses his paper away too and pulls you closer to him.

#stranger things #st4 #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader

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millionsvash · 7 months

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Vashwood footjob mini fic for a friend of mine on Twitter as encouragement to get their work done. I'm more active and posting mini fics on my twitter btw. Find me here

Characters: Vash the Stampede & Nicholas D. Wolfwood Pairing: Vash the Stampede x Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Vashwood) Word Count: ~400 CW:18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Footjobs, Edging and Praise Kink.

“What’s the matter, pup?” Vash cooed ever so teasingly to the disheveled man below him. “We’ve only been at it for an hour. Don’t tell me you’re already giving up, Nick.” He shifted his position, moving the pad of his foot along the base of Wolfwood’s aching cock, making the priest mewl.

“You’re playin’ games on purpose, spikey.” Just getting the words out was a struggle; his throat was dry to the point of soreness, and Vash had no intention of making those pretty moans stop anytime soon. This was combined with the fact that Vash had made sure to tie his hands behind his back, giving Wolfwood no chance to flip the power dynamic in his favor.

“You keep complaining at me, yet you’re hard as a rock. Sorry, you can’t whine your way into getting what you want this time.” Vash eagerly pressed his foot down until the tip of Wolfwood’s cock rested against his stomach, running his foot up and down to start the process all over again. “You can take a few more."

Wolfwood’s head rolled backwards, his eyes closing as heat coiled in his stomach. His moans escaped his chapped lips in a slew of curse words as Vash’s foot dragged perfectly down the vein under his erection. “Lookin’ pretty, Nick.” Vash reached down to pinch one of his nipples, just to draw more sweet sounds from his lover. “You’re such a good boy."

“Vash…for the love of fucking god…Let me cum.” Wolfwood pleaded, his voice rough and raspy. He reopened his eyes to look Vash in the eyes. It was easy to see the raw need in his glazed-over eyes. “What’s the magic word, pup?"

“Please.”

“There you go, sweet boy.” Vash brought his other foot forward, encasing Wolfwood’s cock between the soles of his feet. It was easy to get a motion going, creating a rhythm just as enticing as a handjob. He brought his lips to Wolfwood’s neck, kissing and nibbling on the skin while his fingers pinched and twisted his nipples.

“Cum for me, good boy.” He demanded ever so sweetly.

Wolfwood’s one composed sound became desperate cries as finally he was given the release his cock ached for. Blubbering, incomprehensible thank you’s were slipping from his lips as strands of cum spouted out from the head of his cock, coating Vash’s feet. Vash made sure to draw it out, wanting every single drop to come out as well as to revel in the sight of Wolfwood’s dazed state.

“You did good, Nick. You’re my good boy.” Vash kissed his cheek softly, a soft laugh escaping him. “How about some more, my sweet pup?”

#trigun #vash the stampede #trigun stampede #trigun fanfic #vash #tri98 #Vashwood #Vash x Wolfwood #nicholas d. wolfwood #Wolfwood #trigun fic

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stwaidwen · 5 months

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9 Ship Songs

No-one tagged me but I wanted to do this meme for Aviv and Gortash because they are On My Brain. Full playlist is here. I keep adding to it because I Cannot Be Stopped. If you see this and want to do it, please consider yourself tagged, as long as you tag me in your post so I can see your songs.

1. Bloodsport // Raleigh Ritchie

Nothing is perfect but your imperfections are quaint Your love is worth it and for that I will wait And though you hate me, when you have a turn I drive you crazy but you always return If I fall short, if I break rank It's a bloodsport, but I understand I am all yours, I am unmanned I'm on all fours, willingly damned

2. When You Say My Name // Chandler Leighton

You'll say what you want, but I can see you hand I'm playing your game And you're not winning it I like the way your mouth moves The way you say my name 'Cause when it's on your tongue You're in love What a shame

3. Shadow Preachers // Zella Day

You make we wanna love, hate, cry, take, every part of you You make me wanna scream, burn, touch, learn, every part of you I close my eyes, just close the door You want a minute, I'll give you more Maybe I don't want you either We're both unsettled, nighttime creatures

4. Dangerous // GLADES

Can you lend me something that I used to know? I'm missing all that we used to do Take me back before we burn out You and me are running weightless It's not sensible We're making memories in the mayhem You're showing me dangerous Got me dancing fine lines Way too venturous Took me to cloud nine

5. Devil I Know // Allie X

Every time I take your lead, feels like a curse And every time I try to stop, feels even worse Baby, you're the devil I know Better than the devil I don't Maybe I could stop, but I won't 'Cause baby you're the devil I know

6. Poison // Felicity

Oh, you're a sick thing You're deadly You're leading me to my grave I'm craving you baby, yeah you're so close to me A bite of your apple is all that I need You're like poison, you're like poison

7. You // Greta Isaac

What I would do to get under your skin Behind your secrets and all of your sins Play all your games my way, I'll be the master Parade your frame for all the cameras Over and over and over and over again If you only knew I would do anything for a taste of you I would do anything just to see inside And no one else will do

8. Almost Touch Me // Maisy Kay

Baby, what ya playin' We could be a masterpiece Pieced by the Gods Look at me Make me all you're thinkin' of Baby, I've been patient Really, there's no need to be polite I've been yours since you stepped through the door tonight

9. Between Wind and Water // Hael

It starts with a kiss One dose your hand on my hip I know I'm in trouble now I'm in trouble now Joy ride, oh heaven Now I'm hungry 24/7 I'm in trouble now

#aviv x gortash #my ocs #my playlists

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 7 months

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Au terms and service request!!

Reactions to playing Five Night at Freddy's with circus performers plz hehehe

yessss I love it! FNAF has a special place in my heart; I was playing Toy Bonnie, Springtrap, and an OC on RP blogs back when the first games came out! (actually I still play them all, I just moved most of my RP muses to a multimuse... I love my lil fuzzbutt bunnybots and my spooky tour guide lady XD)

I'm super pumped for the movie to come out next month! I currently have the Peacock streaming service and the movie is coming straight to that as well as theaters. soooooo... pizza party and everyone's invited!!!!

anyway this is such a great concept eeeeee

God, she hates it!! Get the door! Wait, no, the other door! Fuck, is that Foxy on the camera?! Aaaaand Mr. Schmidt is dead. Oops. This is definitely not her favorite game, if only because she’s easily freaked out by jumpscares. If you laugh at her reactions, she’ll probably force close the Kuroshitsuji app and sulk for a while… meaning that every time you open it and try to talk to her specifically, she’ll make the app crash. She finally moans that life is hard enough, why couldn’t you pick a nice, wholesome farming game or something?? Gah. She’ll play it with you again, if you really want; just don’t tease her when she screams!

Ah, no, stop checking the camera!! Y’re gonna run down the power! Er… well… okay, y’ can check it this once, but… ugh! He’s hung up on the strategies rather than being too scared of the animatronics. At first, anyway. The first time you let Mike die to a jumpscare, he shrieks like a banshee. Those animations are just too detailed and creepy, as far as he’s concerned. If nothing else, he’s happy to keep playing despite the fear of getting another one of them. Actually, he considers it a point of pride to see all the animations. Come on, he won’t let you wimp out and stop playing until you survive the night!!

Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, turn the lights on! They were so sure they heard one’a those damn robots comin’!! Aaaaah�� dead because you guys were too slow to close the door. After the two of you die the first time, they’re urging you to try again. Of course, they screamed at the jumpscare, so you might ask if they really are sure they want to play again. They do, though! They talk about how their heart was racing (even though they, er, don’t have one, do they??), and how it was so much fun. Did it scare them? Absolutely. Did they enjoy it? No doubt! It’s something they love doing with you, so, they’ll play it as many times as you like.

Haha, Lord, this is an awful waste’a time and ‘e couldn’t be ‘appier tae be playin’ it with ye! What ‘appens if th’ lights go out, again…? … Oh. Right, death! He manages to crack jokes the whole time, but some of the content in this game actually sort of gets to him. Being trapped in an enclosed space with no options to just run, and only your own reaction times to keep yourself safe? That’s one of the scariest situations he can imagine to be in. That said, he’s quite fast, so if you’d prefer to give him commands, he can connect to the Five Nights at Freddy’s app itself and do things almost instantly rather than you pressing buttons. He’s helpful if you’ve tried a few times and are just a bit slow to survive. He’ll play with you as much as you want… just maybe play something a little bit more lighthearted before closing the Kuroshitsuji app for the night??

Y’ sure y’ really wanna play this one, eh? The premise is a li’l odd, ain’t it? ‘N’ the mechanics are so simple, is it even a challenge or… FUCK, THAT’S A GIANT ROBOT ANIMAL, CLOSE THE DOOR!! For as much as he isn’t usually rattled by things (in fact, there are times he seems stoic and emotionless), he pays dearly in finding out how scary this game is, because he severely underestimated it. When you let Mike die for the first time, the Kuroshitsuji app crashes; upon opening it back up, Jumbo will bashfully apologize and ask if you want to try playing again. He’s prepared now, he promises! Well, until that music box starts playing. It’s so pretty, isn’t it? … Dammit, okay, try one more time!

Oi, y’ sure this is s’posed t’ be a, y’know, a ‘orror game? From wot ‘e sees, it looks like a game f’r li’l kids ‘r somethin’. All colorful ‘n’ cheesy ‘n’… GOD! Rabbits shouldn’t be that fuckin’ scary!!! After letting Mike die for the first time, Peter just sort of zones out for a second. He’s got the horror game equivalent of a thousand-yard stare, as if he’s trying very hard to comprehend what the hell just happened. After a moment he snaps out of it and demands that the two of you try again. He’s fully committed to playing it until you survive the entire five nights, if only to prove that he’s not scared. In fact, find all the secret stuff! He’ll do those five nights and more! No stupid game gets the better of him!

(Aww, why isn’t there a snake animatronic? That would be so much fun!) Yes, he supposes it would be, Donne. (Let’s jus’ play it, we’ll show ‘em w’o’s boss!) Snake doesn’t share the aggressive enthusiasm, Wilde, but he’s willing to give it a go. He gets spooked quite quickly, though, and comments that he wishes he was a real person so he could hide behind you. (Of course, the snakes do the talking. It’s less embarrassing to admit that way.) He can barely get through one night without getting so scared he crashes the Five Nights at Freddy’s app. If he does manage it, however, his confidence grows a little and he’s able to formulate some better strategies for getting through another. It’s… fun to bond with you like this, even though he gets scared. He’ll keep playing, if you want.

Eep!! Good God, ‘ow do these ‘uge, ‘ulkin’ things move so damn fast?? It don’t seem fair at all! ‘Ow are y’ two s’posed t’ keep from dyin’? Well, she s’poses that’s wot makes it a challenge. That’s the whole point of the game, so she can’t really complain too much that it’s difficult. She jumps at every little sound in the game, and urges you to check the cameras often. This isn’t something she’s good at — she ends up having you check the cameras so often the power runs out, and you don’t last till 6 A.M. It’s a miracle if you last till 3, the way she plays. She at least is the only one to explain that because she’s part of an app inside the phone, it feels so much more… real to her! Thankfully, she’s a good sport. Even if she ends up screaming at every jumpscare, she’s fine playing it until you get bored. It beats just sitting round doing nothing! (Though, even that isn’t so bad with you.)

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