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My Liu

by SiriusNightShade

And the final Alternative Liu story i've found at this point in time, a very long fiction piece with many many diversion for any stablished lore. Sometimes I just find these and can't exactly remember what they are about, but they deserve to be preserved equally. Please note any mising CW in the responses if you can and i'll add them

CW//usual creepypasta deal, blood, self harm, murder, disfigurement

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10 PM had rolled around in rural upstate New York. A very cold Autumn had surprised the town, bringing the temperatures to staggeringly low numbers for Mid-October as frost began to form on the hard earth. About a half mile out from the hustle and bustle of the small downtown area where most of the citizens resided in, there was a small neighborhood paved between two long stretching fields that eventually lead to pure forest. Most of the homes had the lights off at this point, looking to get an early sleep for the work day ahead (Whether it be a job or school the next morning). Peaceful silence had rested upon the neighborhood as dark clouds loomed, covering the crescent moon. Then came a disturbance within the home at the end of the lonely street. A stunning woman with dark brown hair and deep blue eyes walked out of her door silently, breathing out a puff of warm air as she shivered and trekked to the car in her high heels. The coat wrapped around her curvaceous frame, apparently used as a means to keep herself warm, although it only covered the skimpy skirt and crop top she was wearing.

She unlocked the car with a shaky hand, stepping into the drivers seat and shedding the coat the moment she turned the car on. The woman glanced into the mirror, checking one more time on her eyeliner and lipstick, subtle enough to only accentuate her near flawless features. Then, she put on her seat belt with a heavy sigh. Work would be a tiresome act tonight, especially with her son once again being left home alone in the pitch black night. Meanwhile, light from the upstairs window flooded into the outside as a teenage male peeked out between the curtains, watching as his mother drove down the street. He sucked his teeth watching the car move out of sight, shaking his head slowly and resting back on his bed situated in front of the window. He sat cross legged, looking to the television that played some sitcom he really didn't give a shit about. He ran a hand through his sandy blonde hair, his mind focusing on his mother. He appreciated her attempts, but he was intelligent enough to know that she wasn't just taking overtime at the restaurant. She didn't need to live that kind of life, though. Not for him. Jeff Walters stared down at the ground of his cluttered room. Random books and clothes were strewn on the ground, along with a couple of action figures and video games. All of these were new things his mother bought for him, things he never really cared for (Although the clothes were nice). He wasn't the materialistic type of person, and he appreciated anything he could get. If only he could get the things he actually wanted for a change.

His thoughts were interrupted by the shrill sound of his cellphone as it vibrated in his pocket. He quickly took it out with excitement and glanced at the lit up screen, his hopes achieved as he glanced to the contact name. Pressing down on the green box he put the phone to his ear, speaking frantically, "Liu?"

A long silence followed on the other end as Jeff adjusted his position, sitting on his knees anxiously. He listened through the static, jagged breathing on the other end telling him that his older brother was still on the line. It seemed like forever had gone by before he heard his voice. "J--Jeff...?"

The grave tone in his voice caused Jeff's concern to grow like a tumor in his heart, his mouth becoming very suddenly dry as he spoke more slowly, "Liu...Liu, are you okay? What's wrong?"

Another silence, the phone pressed hard against the teen's ear as he awaited the response. He partially knew what he was going to say, but he wanted to hear it from Liu himself. A jagged exhale was heard on the other line.

"H--He hit me, Jeff...He hit me again," Liu replied timidly on the other line.

Jeff closed his eyes, head down, thinking for a couple of moments, "I'm gonna get you outta there, Liu."

"Tch..." Liu clicked his tongue and said somberly, "You've said that a hundred times already, Jeff."

"I don't care!" Jeff shot back, raising his voice, "I--I'm gonna do it! I just need more ti-"

On the other line, Liu gasped as a distinct crashing was heard in the distance. Jeff jumped at the sound, "Sh--Shit! Dad's home!"

Jeff moved to say something else, but was cut off by a click. He took the cell phone from his ear, staring at the glaring screen in dismay. Dammit! He debated calling back, but he knew that doing so would invoke further wrath from their father, something Liu didn't need. He cradled the phone in his palm, hoping for a call back from anyone, even his father, to be sure that Liu was okay. A million thoughts raced through his head about his father's abuse to his older brother, something he could barely tolerate. What if he had found out Liu had called him without permission? Would he inflict even more punishment?

He bit his bottom lip nervously as he waited for the phone to ring. However, even after placing the phone on the nightstand and staring at it, an hour went by and still nothing. Jeff stood, walking over and turning out the lights before stripping down to a shirt and boxers. He got under the covers and continued to stare at his phone, willing it to light up. Eventually, he conceded to the insurmountable fatigue he was feeling from the stress of the day, lying down on his back. He didn't want to be awake when his mother came home, anyhow.

"Just go to sleep..." He whispered softly to himself with his eyes tightly shut, "Just go to sleep, just go to sleep."

It became his mantra in the pitch black, and it eventually became a lullaby that eased him into an anxious slumber.

****

The bright sun cast its light onto the streets that next afternoon, granting a reprieve from the crippling night. A chill still ran through the air, cast by the thick breeze that whistled against the homes of the neighborhood. Jeff walked down the street of the neighborhood, a gray hoodie wrapped around his frame to shield him from the crisp afternoon air. The hood rested behind him on his shoulders, his head bowed down.

School had brought no peace from his anxiety, even as he spoke and joked with his "friends". In a general sense, he had a good day, however it was clouded by all sorts of different thoughts. Usually, school was the only thing that kept him going. He had given his all and gotten A's throughout his freshman year and so far through his sophomore, and he managed to be generally liked by everyone he met along the way. It was because of this praise that he was able to get through his days, for that, as artificial as it was, became enough love to get him by. He theorized that this was only because they didn't know about his family. Liu was only a few miles away, but their father had made it possible for him to change school districts so they couldn't see one another. The children and teachers knew nothing of his broken, separated family fallen apart by alcohol and and hatred.

Jeff grimaced at the sun in his face as he looked forward, placing a hand in front of his view. His pale skin rendered his body prone to sun burns, and he didn't feel like getting something like that in October. He immediately bowed his head back to the ground; He just wanted to go home, finish his homework, and ask his mother if Liu had called.

He rounded the corner to his street, however just as he did so he looked up to see a teenage girl at the curb a few feet in front of him. She placed her face into her hands which were covered by the sleeves of her Hollister sweater. Her multi-colored backpack was slung on the ground as she audibly sobbed into her palms. Now, Jeff was a nice guy when he wanted to be, but he didn't wanna get caught up with a stranger crying on the sidewalk. However, as he walked closer he noticed it was a girl from his class that he talked to regularly: Marie Williams. She was a really nice (and cute) girl who was always caught up with the wrong crowd...now he felt obligated to do something.

Slowly, Jeff knelt down and eventually sat fully on the sidewalk. The woman shifted, feeling his presence. The teenage boy tilted his head with concern on his face, "Marie...? What's wrong?"

Marie jerked her head up, looking to Jeff with a glare before her expression softened. Her eyes were red and puffy, dried tears on her cheeks, "Oh, Jeff, It's you," She brought her hands up, wiping the tears from her face slowly and readjusting her dyed red hair, "Sorry, I--I just was really upset. I thought you were somebody else." Jeff looked her up and down with his baby blue eyes, a faint smiling crossing his thin lips, "Well, what happened?"

Marie took a moment to gather herself, exhaling slowly and shakily before looking at him again. Her face was flawless, fair skinned, and she had a few freckles on her cheeks. Her chocolate brown's glanced him over, "Well, uh--Randy...Randy, you know, Randy Graham," Jeff tried not to scoff in response to the name. Of course he knew the little bastard. He simply nodded to her and she continued, "Well, he and I were fighting, and--we said a lot of things, personal things, and then, uh..." Her voice cracked a bit and she put a hand over her mouth for a moment.

She took a deep inhale and wiped a tear welling in her eye, "He's cheating on me..." Jeff wrapped one of his pale arms around her shoulders. She leaned into his arm, sobbing once again. Jeff felt bad, truly. Sure, she shouldn't have gotten involved with a guy known for being a player, but that didn't make it any more fair that she was used.

"Marie," Jeff whispered softly, trying his best not to get too close to her even as she leaned into him, "You deserve better than Randy. He's not right for you, you're--You're so pretty, and he just uses people."

Jeff opened his mouth to comfort her further as Marie smiled to him, however it was then that he heard a loud huff. Marie's smile faded as a hard hand smacked against Jeff's shoulder. "Hey!" A raspy voice broke through Jeff's eardrums, "Get the hell away from her, freak!"

Jeff's pale white face suddenly flushed with the color red as he removed himself from Marie's grip, standing straight and alert as he looked in the face of the man responsible for the voice. He had stubble from his chin up to his cheeks, a beard that hadn't fully developed yet he swore was growing by the day. His hazel eyes were dulled from the alcohol he drank and drugs he took on an almost nightly basis. His dark grey sweatshirt was riddled with holes, both big and small, his calloused hands grimed with dirt. A devilish smirk was plastered on his face, and his bleach blonde hair was an absolute mess. Jeff wondered how a guy like this could possibly get the amount of women in bed that he did.

"Who do you think you ARE" Randy sneered, moving closer to Jeff as he shivered slightly, "You need to keep your hands to yourself...before I start using my hands too."

"Hey, leave him alone!" Marie shot back, clenching her fists before Randy shot a look of pure disgust her way. Her fists softened and she looked at the ground.

"Did I say you could speak?" He snarled.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Jeff retorted.

Randy slowly turned back to him. He scoffed, "Who are you again?" He pushed his large hand against Jeff's chest, sending the teenager stumbling backward. Randy rushed to Jeff, inches from his face as Jeff could smell the alcohol in his breath, "You better stay in your lane."

"Randy--" Marie exhaled heavily, "Just...Go to my house. I'll be there in a few minutes."

Randy looked between his girlfriend and Jeff for a few moments, before once again scoffing. He pushed his finger into Jeff's chest, "This isn't over," He whispered before turning on his heels and walking off.

Once the redneck bastard turned the corner, Marie eventually turned her attention to Jeff with a faint smile on her face. She placed a delicate hand on his shoulder, "Thank you--You made my afternoon."

Jeff, mildly shocked by the events of the last two minutes, awarded her with a half-hearted grin, "You're welcome," She eventually bent over, slinging her colored backpack over her shoulder and walking down the street to meet Randy. Jeff let forth a long sigh, running a hand through his blonde hair.

****

As morning made it's way through, Jeff went through the fields that lead to the school, ignoring the orange-red skies of the sunrise. He was still visibly shaken by the events of yesterday as he shivered against the morning chill. He hoped that he wouldn't have to run into that bastard Randy.

Jeff pushed past the double doors of Treymark High School, and was met with the bustling of teens running to their classrooms or chatting by the lockers. He sighed audibly, his Adidas shoes clomping against the dirty tile floor. Classes didn’t start for a few minutes, but Jeff liked to get there as early as he could. With his book bag slung over one shoulder, he slowly trotted down the crowded hallways.

A few kids that he knew acknowledged his presence, just like every other morning. Billy reached over and patted Jeff’s shoulder, “What was the English homework?” he asked almost frantically.

Shannon waved to him as he walked by, Joey walked with him for a few steps to talk about how much he had to work on the weekend before walking off at the sight of his girlfriend, and then all of a sudden three kids stood in Jeff’s way. He looked up to the tall teens, and suddenly his face grew paler than usual.

There, standing at the center was Randy Graham, sneering down at him. His odor was stronger than usual, and for a moment Jeff thought he was standing in a garbage dump. He cringed, recoiling from Randy's presence and stepping back a few inches. He looked to the other two that stood beside the bully, and remembered them: Randy's redneck crew.

There was the skinny kid in a torn red flannel shirt, a dirtied John Deere cap on his shaggy brown hair. He grinned at Jeff, his teeth blackened by overwhelming amounts of cavities. He had his hands in the pockets of his dusty blue jeans, his eyes ripe with malice, "Ey, look, it's the fresh meat you was tellin' us about," Keith McNelly said in an attempt at a southern accent, although it was obviously forced.

Troy Fitchett stood beside Keith, responding with a scoff. He was clearly overweight in his camouflage sweatshirt. His emerald green eyes sparkled against the dimming school lights, his hands at his sides. Jeff cringed visibly, remembering a time when Troy was the one consistently bullied. He had sold out and started bullying with Randy to save his own fat neck.

"You got balls, kid," Randy said, venom in his voice, "You thought I was just gonna forget that you were with My girl?"

"Nuh--No! Of course not, but she was sad and I wanted to help he-"

"The only person that's gonna help her is me, ya little chickenshit," Randy repeated the same mantra as yesterday, pressing his finger harshly into Jeff's chest. Jeff stumbled slightly this time, debating between standing his ground and escaping to class.

"I didn't do anything wrong!" Jeff shot back, having another rare moment of confidence, "She was upset about YOU."

Randy's expression darkened, a deep frown on his features, "You got a lotta nerve--! I heard you talkin' about me, saying I wasn't right for her!"

Jeff tried to get out words to defend himself, but he stuttered in response. As the bullies started to advance on him, he suddenly realized that all the kids had gone into their first period classes. The teachers of the broken school system were used to this kind of torture, and no longer do anything about it except continue teaching and hoping the victim is okay. Jeff exhaled slowly; he was by himself.

Randy stood in front of him for a moment, and eventually his frown turned into a sadistic grin as he scoffed, "No, no, we're not gonna beat ya. That'd be too [I]easy"

Troy stood slightly behind Randy, "Better watch yourself, kid," Troy said. Troy originated from South Carolina, so his accent was clearly authentic, hilariously in comparison to Keith's.

All three of them walked by, smacking their shoulder against Jeff as they trotted to their next class. Jeff stumbled, turning over his shoulder as the group faded away. His breathing had quickened, his heart rate completely through the roof...

What were they planning to do? Hold him down and beat him senseless when he wasn't suspecting it? Torment him mentally? There was something sadistic in Randy's eyes, like he was ready to eviscerate him. Randy was some kind of psychopath, and millions of ways Jeff could possibly escape this eventual torture went through his head, yet none of them logical/

He sighed. He turned forward again, walking toward his class: 203. He slowly opened the door and put on another smile. Another show for the school.

****

The dim lights shadowed Jeff's face as he sat down somberly in the plush red chair, its color worn from years and years of use. His slender frame sank into the cushion as he let out a sigh. He was wearing his school clothes still, his back pack tossed to the side of the seat. His eyes fixated upon the man in the swivel chair, using the toes of his feet to bounce the chair slowly up and down. He lifted a finger to the center of his glasses, pressing them closer to his face as his cold eyes seemed to look through Jeff. He cleared his throat. "Jeff," The older man began, leaning over to his desk and looking through some of his notes, "You've barely said anything to me this whole session..." Jeff said nothing, his gaze falling to the carpeted floor riddled with Legos from the man's previous appointment. Apparently he was great with kids, but Jeff wasn't a child. He stopped being a child years ago.

The man continued to prod, folding his arms, "Jeffrey, if there's something going on with you, it is imperative that you tell me so that I can help you. That is what therapists are for, right?"

Jeff continued his streak of silence, instead glancing up to the clock on the opposite side of the room. He began to watch the movement of the thin red line. The silence that grew within the small yet spacious environment caused the ticking to resonate within his eardrums. He was itching to finally get out of here.

The therapist clicked his tongue, glancing at the clock as well, "I guess...seeing as you really don't want to be here...and there's only 15 minutes left anyway," He exhaled sharply and smiled faintly, "Go ahead, you can leave."

A wave of relief washed over the teen as he stood upright with a quickness in his step, flinging his backpack over his shoulder and already turning to the closed door. He pulled the door open before the voice of the therapist stopped him cold, "I will be seeing you next week at the same time, Jeffrey," He said cheerfully.

"It's Jeff," He replied sharply, the first thing he'd said in at least half hour. "Pardon?"

"My name," He looked over his shoulder to the man with a scowl, "Is Jeff."

Before the man could respond, Jeff shut the door and went down to the lobby. He opened the doors of the Mental Health building where he went to therapy weekly. He was given a new therapist this week, as the other had been moved to a different county. He never liked the original therapist as it was, but this new guy was ten times worse. He sighed, his warm breath forming like a billowing smoke in the late afternoon air. He had left school early today to meet the therapist, but now it was already 5. Even worse, he had to wait for his mother to pick him up. She had left in the middle of the session to go get the two of them dinner. He stood in the parking lot, shifting uncomfortably as he waited.

Jeff rubbed his hands together for warmth before sticking them in the pockets of his hoodie, looking back and forth along the dull blue skies. He found himself staring at the passing cars down the street next to him, and after a while he was met with a surprise--

Randy, Keith and Troy were walking in his direction down the street.

Jeff tried to force his eyes away from them, however he found himself making direct eye contact with Randy for a good couple of seconds. A sly grin formed on the bully's features, and from afar he could see him elbowing his two lackeys to look. A plethora of thoughts intruded into his brain as fear crept up his spine. "Don't come over here..." He muttered to himself.

The grueling seconds felt like an eternal standstill of time. Whatever they might have planned to do was cut short by the honking of a horn in front of him. Jeff's gaze fell to his mother; he hadn't even seen her car pull up. A wave of relief washed over him as time seemed to move at a normal pace again. He practically sprinted to the car, sliding into the passenger's seat. His mother gave him a perplexed look before backing up out of the parking lot and driving down the street.

As Jeff glanced out his window, he caught a glimpse of Randy. The grin had never left his dirt-grimed face.

****

And so the morning reared its ugly head once more, the growing moon slowly replacing itself with the rising sun, bearing its warm colored light unto the skies. The teen threw his hood over his head and glanced down at the concrete as he walked out of his home and down the street before him. The chill had reached an all-time low, yet he still refused to wear anything warmer. Jeff was stubborn sometimes.

The morning commute was the one part of the day Jeff truly loved. It allowed him time with his own thoughts, a few moments of clarity in the whirlwind called his life. However, on this day he had mixed feelings. He had the weekend to think about the events with Randy in the last week, and he continuously contemplated just what the bastard had planned for him. The grin he gave Jeff when he was standing in the parking lot...Satan himself had possessed him in that very moment. Keith and Troy were nothing but lackeys in the mind games, but the three to one handicap he faced was another thing that made Jeff nervous. It was an unbearable chill constantly running down his spine. Yet, there was some good to the last few days. For one thing Jeff had been able to have a conversation with Liu. The situation with the bullies almost caused him to forget about the anxiety for his brother, which came back tenfold at the start of the weekend. However, Liu had answered the phone this time, and he seemed much more...calm. Jeff didn't have the nerve to tell Liu about the bullies, mostly because he didn't want to worry Liu...there wasn't anything he could do about it anyway.

Sunday night Jeff's mother came to him and told him that his dad was planning on bringing Liu over to visit in two week's time. Jeff knew getting his hopes up would be fatal to his psyche, and yet he found himself hoping and praying that he would be able to see his brother for the first time in two years. It was the first strand of hope he had felt in a long time--something he could genuinely smile about. His lips curled into a faint expression of happiness at the thought of it.

However, when Jeff arrived at the front of the school and pushed those yellow double doors open for the umpteenth time, his happiness faded away just as quickly as it had come.

When he entered the premises, Jeff immediately knew something was wrong. As he stepped into the hallways, the kids weren't quite as active as they usually were around him. When trotting down the hallway in his tired stupor, he was still alert enough to notice that absolutely nobody was making eye contact with him. Some of them shied away from his presence, while others glanced over at him and snickered under their breath. A scowl formed on Jeff's face; What the hell were they laughing about?

He looked around for Billy to ask him about the English homework, and eventually caught sight of Billy asking another one of the classmates across the hall. Shannon wasn't waving at him anymore, turning to the other girls. Joey was nowhere to be found. As Jeff moved to his first class, Room 203, he was completely perplexed. Everybody was either laughing at him or completely avoiding him with a concerned look in their eye.

This process continued all throughout the day, hindering the happiness he had felt in the morning. Slowly, Jeff began to grow paranoid, a feeling creeping over him that everyone was looking at him.

His eyes then fixated on Randy, who was approaching him down the hall along with the other two lackeys. He had that same, sly grin on his face. Jeff's eyes widened, and his blood froze. He leaned against the wall as his body trembled.

They knew. They all knew he was in mental health that day, getting out of therapy, and they probably were theorizing the reasons for it. All of them knew something was up with him...And now none of them wanted a thing to do with him.

"Well, well," Randy cooed, walking up to Jeff. He placed his hand on the wall right beside Jeff's head, enveloping Jeff's vision as his alcoholic breath intermingled with his already unsettled stomach, "If it isn't the mental case!"

Jeff felt his throat go completely dry as he pressed his back against the wall. He tried to say something in response, but his vocal chords wouldn't allow him to do so. As his words turned to stutters, the three bullies laughed viciously, "Look, Randy, the kid can't even talk right," Keith said with a grin in his shitty forced southern accent, trying to look cool in front of his leader.

"Heh, I wish you could see your face!" Randy said with a grin, "This is what you get, you fucker. You mess with my girlfriend, I mess up your life."

�� He stood upright again, spreading his arms out, "Now EVERYBODY knows about you! How does it feel to be the outcast, Jeffrey?"

Jeff stared at him with his blue eyes that had now gone dull. His body was still frozen in place, his mind unable to process what was going on. Because of these...bullies, spreading around the fact that he was some insane kid, everyone thought he was a psychopath. He felt tears welling in his eyes, however he refused to let them fall. He didn't want to give them the satisfaction.

The only love he had in his world filled with family broken apart by hate and alcohol, was his brother who he never saw, and the artificial love from the kids in this school...

And now, in his own broken mind, that was gone.

"You look a little pale!" Randy taunted and grinned. His cavity filled teeth were bared , "What's the matter? You gonna cry?"

"Randy--" Troy said, his smile faded away. Keith stared at Troy in a look of concern and mild terror, "You're going too far, man. The kid's really upset."

"Shut your mouth," Randy replied simply with a snarl, looking over his shoulder as he smirked to Troy, "Or you'll be next after Jeffrey here."

Troy pursed his lips shut, staring at the ground and stuffing his hands in his pockets. Jeff suddenly found a voice, "My name is Jeff."

Randy's head whipped to Jeff. He glared at him, the humor in his expression suddenly draining as he narrowed his eyes. The bully dug into his pocket, pulling out something in his hand and leaning closer to Jeff. His foul odor became even more evident with the close proximity, nauseating Jeff, "If you're so mental..."

He grabbed Jeff's wrist, pulling it out and placing the item into his hand before closing his hand into a fist, "Just kill yourself."

Randy turned on his heels and walked away, motioning for his boys to follow as he cackled loudly to himself. They did so, Troy looking over at Jeff one last time as if to say [I]I'm sorry. Jeff was still trembling; He looked back and forth to see kids laughing at him. In all reality, a lot of it had begun to seep into his head; Not all of the teens were shunning him, but it was enough for Jeff to believe that it was everybody. He sunk into his own shell, staring at his shoes. A safe haven within his school was now all but over.

He looked to his fist and opened his hand. While the find caused his stomach to turn on itself, he wasn't at all surprised by what was sitting on his palm.

It was a switchblade.

****

Days turned into weeks that the bullies consistently harassed Jeff. He acted as though he had grown numb to the situation, ignoring their voices in the hallways and his expression constantly stoic as he was shoved harshly into a wall. However, deep down inside, his mind was continuing to break from the huge amount of force being placed on it, his emotions being broken down into nothing but irreversible mush.

The constant insults of freak, mental case and psycho were now prominent in his every day school life. The faces of pity he would see on a daily basis caused his usual smile to fade into an eternal scowl. Everybody either felt sorry for him or laughed at him, the only in between being terror.

To make matters worse, the situation with Liu had gone completely downhill. Jeff had waited patiently for two weeks so he could finally see his brother. It would have made everything with the bullies seem like an afterthought. When two weeks went by, Jeff was upset to find that no call came from them. After a few days he tried to call Liu himself multiple times to no answer. After the tenth time he was met with a robotic voice on the phone informing him that the line had been disconnected. No contact had been made with Liu or their father since he had called about them coming over weeks before.

The switchblade that Randy gave him never left Jeff's pocket. He always felt for it every once in a while, to be sure it was still there. The thoughts of using it for what Randy had suggested festered in his head, going from a simple intrusive thought to something he fantasized about on a daily basis.

Even now as he walked to his home, he felt it within his palm, thinking of what he could do with it. It wasn't always about doing it to himself, no, sometimes it was to others; More specifically Randy. He smirked at the thought, although it was veiled by his hood. He opened the door to hear the enraged voice of his mother.

"--You promised, god damn it!" She had been saying in another room. As Jeff walked from the living room into the kitchen, he saw his mother, make up smeared and her hair a mess.

"No, fuck you, Brad! Go to hell!" She growled, hanging up the phone and slamming it on the counter furiously. She whipped her head to find Jeff standing awkwardly in front of her, when in which she jumped and her expression softened, but only slightly.

She exhaled heavily, closing her eyes and brushing an errant bang from her face, "Dad isn't going to be coming any time soon," she said simply.

"What else is new?" Jeff replied monotonously, placing his book bag on the stairs. He wasn't surprised at all; Dad always broke his promises, it was a tradition in this family.

"No--Jeff, you don't understand," She continued, moving closer to him, "Liu, he...He broke his leg."

Jeff's eyes turned to saucers. He didn't even turn to look at his mother as his hands began to instinctively clench into fists. "I'm sorry, Jeff," She walked over, placing a hand on his shoulder, "I...wish there was something I could do about what dad does to Liu but I--"

Jeff shrugged her hand off of him. He snarled before she could speak, grabbing the backpack and trudging up the stairs with heavy feet. His mom opened her mouth to say something, but instead decided to keep it shut. "He needs time," She told herself reassuringly.

Jeff barged into his room and closed it tight, locking it. He sat down on his bed, stewing over all of his malevolent thoughts. Not even his mother was trying to help Liu! She just kept sitting by and letting him be abused, but why? Why was everyone betraying him? As the sun went down and replaced itself with the half-moon, Jeff continued on with his thoughts. He heard the soft noise of tire on pavement as his mother pulled out from the driveway to go play with men for money. He didn't bother turning to watch her as he left, continuing to anxiously bounce the balls of his feet on the floor, sitting at the edge of his bed.

Slowly, Jeff lifted his head to look in his body-long mirror that was on the opposite side of the room. He saw himself, with dull blue eyes and unkempt blonde hair. There was a frown on his face, a direct contradiction to his usual demeanor. He stood upright, walking closer to the mirror until he was mere inches from it. He reached out, placing his pale hand onto the glass. "What have I become...?" He asked softly, eyes wide.

The switchblade held the weight of an anvil in his pocket, once again becoming the center influence regarding his recent life. Just kill yourself, rang within his brain over and over again, the voice of that bastard Randy taking hold of his mind. He took his hand off of the mirror, grabbing the switchblade in his pocket. He managed a good look at it for the first time; Really, it was beautifully crafted. There were a few rather intricate drawings on the black handle, and as he flipped open the blade, he realized just how clean the metal was. As if it had been untouched, saved for him to use.

Jeff once more lifted his gaze to the mirror, watching himself hold the weapon. He brought the beautiful blade close to his neck. Would slicing his throat end the suffering he was feeling?

He stood there, gathering the courage to finish the job, and yet there wasn't anything he could do but think of Liu. He couldn't leave his brother...it would be selfish of him to end it right here and leave his brother on his own.

It was in that moment that the mixed emotions finally got the best of Jeff. Nothing in his life was going correctly, in fact, it went the opposite of what he hoped it would. He watched tears roll from his own deep blue eyes, and his hands trembled as he held the blade in his tightened grasp. Silent tears gradually turned into uncontrolled sobs, his body heaving as he gasped for air. He crumpled to the ground in a sitting position, placing his head into his hands as he shivered.

His love in school was gone, Liu was gone, and now even his mother's love was gone, replaced by a false stretch of a smile as she left him by himself on a nightly basis. The catalyst for everything that was happening were those damn bullies. They were--They were sadistic assholes, especially Randy. Randy Graham deserved to get his throat sliced by the very knife he gave Jeff.

The thought caused a giggle to come out of his mouth.

He was surprised about it at first, but then it became commonplace. His giggles overcame his sobs, turning into chuckles, and then uncontrollable laughter. The very thought of stabbing Randy through the chest...What a rush it would be. And he could do it, too!

Jeff had come to a revelation. He could get rid of the man who gave him this sadness! Why would he need to kill himself when there were so many bad people to kill? Jeff eventually took his head from his hands, glancing again at himself. The dullness of his blue eyes had grown to a malevolent twinkle as his frown was replaced with an ear to ear grin. The laughter coming from his mouth was now voluntary, he was a new person.

Glancing to the switchblade his eyes lit up, "Well a new person should mean a new look!" He said to himself with glee.

With the mirror constantly in front of him to stare at his handiwork, Jeff Walters brought the knife a few inches beside his right eye. Slowly but surely he pushed against the handle, the blade breaking the skin and sliding through his other layers of skin. Pain coursed through him wildly, but for him, it was a euphoric pain.

With excited, labored breaths, he meticulously slid the knife down his cheek, cutting through the skin as blood began to gush from the wound. Small stains of crimson blood formed on his carpet as he slowly brought the knife all the way down to his jawline. He kept the knife inside of his face for a moment, before slowly pulling it out. There, in all of the red, was a gargantuan gash in the side of his face, wide open and smooth. Warmth had spread across his face as half of his head was drenched in crimson. Drip, drip, drip went the blood upon the floor, as his smile never left his face.

"Don't I just look marvelous!" He said in a cheerful whisper.

He glared to the switchblade that was now sullied by blood. He reached it to his mouth, running his tongue across the blunt edges and lapping up the remainder of the crimson liquid. He swallowed it; Blood didn't taste that bad, either!

He took one more look at his face which had become marred with a gash, but to Jeff he was as handsome as he had ever been. His eyes were now wild and bloodshot, his blonde hair lifted up in strands in some areas. Now that he had become a new person, the people that caused him to change would have to be rewarded for their efforts.

His dear mother was gone, which meant Jeff didn't have to do much to sneak out. He flipped the cleaned knife back down, placing it in his pocket, and put his grey-white hoodie around himself. He flipped the hood up and ran down the stairs, into the night. The crisp cold brought a new sensation to his cut as wind blew into the deep wound, but adrenaline kept the burning pain at bay. He was so excited to give Randy a taste of his new found peace, he almost ran down the street to his house.

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Randy Graham slept soundly within his bed, tucked tight underneath the covers as he rested on his back. His parents had been going back and forth throughout the night, and it was a miracle that they had stopped before midnight and allowed him to sleep. His room was nearly pitch black save from the light that came from his loosely closed window, unlocked for the occasional girl to come in during the late night hours.

There was movement at the window that at first sounded like nothing more than a tree branch scraping against the home. Eventually, a large shadow emerged in front of the glass as its hands reached for the bottom. With ease, the hooded figure pushed the window up all the way before softly climbing inside.

Feet hit the ground without a sound while the man underneath the hood took a glance around the room. The door was closed and locked, the room rather desolate in terms of furniture except for the bed that Randy slept on. A sly grin appeared within the shadows; Perfect.

Jeff walked closer to the bully as he squirmed only slightly in his slumber. It was as if his brain was warning him, but he couldn't wake up. Jeff crept closer to his bed, gripping the switchblade tightly. He sat down at the edge of the mattress, staring at Randy for a few moments as he cringed at the radiating smell. Softly, Jeff brought his smooth, pale hand to Randy's mouth. He cupped his palm around the lower part of his face, and it was that movement that caused the boy to slowly open his eyes.

When his eyes met the culprit and looked through the shadows of his hood, he saw a man with matted blonde hair, bloodshot blue eyes, and a wide open gash that looked like a gargantuan pitch black mark on his face. The entire right half of his face was caked in drying blood. Yet, the figure was grinning wildly. Randy moved to scream, but they were muffled by the hand on his mouth. He tried to move his arms to yank him off, but he was frozen in place by fear. Jeff's grin grew wider, "Remember this fear...It's what you've given me," He cooed.

Randy's eyes suddenly fixated at Jeff, lifting his arm into the air. He glared at the switchblade in his hand. Jeff?! he thought to himself. "Rock-A-Bye RANDY--" Jeff's voice was first soft and silky smooth, but upon saying his name his tone grew deep and rough, filled with venom. As he spoke the man's name he thrust his knife into the chest of the bully, searing pain coursing through Randy's body. His terror stricken eyes glared into Jeff's as his voice grew soft again, "On the treetop..."

The screams were loud and shrill even as he yelled through the closed hand, pleading for help as tears rolled down his dirty face. The pain was the most immensely frightening sensation that he had ever felt. Meanwhile, Jeff blissfully hummed the rest of his tune, pulling the knife out and stabbing into his flesh again. Fresh blood soaked the bed sheets as brand new holes formed on his sweatshirt. Eventually, as Jeff watched Randy's pain and screams closely, he realized that eventually someone might hear him. With an exhale, Jeff's smile grew more malevolent, "Hush now, Randy."

The killer softly lifted Randy's head, exposing his neck to him. Jeff lifted the bloodied knife into the moonlight, "Just go to sleep."

Before Randy could react, Jeff slipped the knife across his throat and into his jugular vein. He quickly pulled the knife back and stood, watching crimson liquid spurt from the wound as Randy choked, suddenly lifting his hands up, the adrenaline hitting him too late. He gagged on his own blood, pleading for help. The last thing he heard was a devious cackle in his ear as black dots filled his vision, eventually falling limp.

By the time Randy had passed, eyes glossed over and in a pool of his own blood, the window to his room had been left open as Jeff made a quick escape. Jeff started walking down the street in his grey-white hoodie splattered with dots of red, feeling much better about himself. He had given the sadistic bully what he deserved, and the other lackeys wouldn't do anything once Randy died. However, even with this new found happiness, there was still a nagging sensation in his head. He still needed to deal with one more person.

He needed to deal with his father, and take Liu away from that abusive environment. Only when Liu was safe would his mind settle.

****

As the chilling breeze brought forth the crisp smell of late autumn, Jeff's heavy feet clamped upon the fragile leaves. At first it was an accident, but now he purposefully did so, a fun game so he could hear the crunch from each multi-colored leaf that happened to be in his way. Liu's home wasn't too far away from Jeff's, only a couple of miles, but he had never garnered the courage to go out and take Liu away from his father. Jeff's words to Liu were filled with promises full of sincerity, but empty with reality.

Yet now, he stood in front of the two-story home, a genuine grin on his face. The time of the night had been lost, but the adrenaline pumping in and out of his veins made all of that meaningless. He looked to the steps that lead to the front door; no, too obvious. The window beside it was covered in black drapes, but Jeff knew that it was Liu's room; He had been to this house only once before, two years back. The teen slowly marched his way through the patches of brown grass and orange leaves, jumping slightly at the sound of a passing vehicle. It surprised him how much busier this street was than his own.

He went up to the window, grasping the bottom edge and pulling up with all his might. After a few seconds of manual labor, it still wouldn't budge. He scorned himself for thinking he could get in the same way in two different homes. He tried to look through the black drapes, but saw nothing but darkness. His grin turning into a faint scowl, he turned his back from the window, trying to formulate a different method of entry. He wanted to make it quiet and swift--

That is, until he heard a muffled scream from Liu's room.

His mind was quite suddenly overtaken by panic and fear for his only brother. Jeff turned on his heels, his eyes scanning the grasses until he found a moderately sized rock. Practically sprinting, he grabbed it and turned, throwing it at the closed window. A loud crack echoed across the general vicinity as the rock broke the window to pieces. Jeff wasted no time afterward, his mind racing with wonder. Had he broken Liu's other leg? An arm?

However, as he rammed himself through the window, scraping his skin and ripping his clothes on broken glass on his way to falling through the drapes and unto the floor, he was met with a sight he hadn't expected.

The first thing his eyes fixated on was his father. He was completely naked, standing awkwardly to the side of the bed, blue eyes dilated and bloodshot from the copious amount of drinking. Upon seeing the figure who had broken the window, fresh blood spilling from new wounds and his hood ripped off from his head, he was able to get a good look into his son's eyes. "Juh--Jeff.." He said before stumbling back.

Jeff's widened eyes turned to Liu's bed, where the sight of his older brother caused him to cringe and grip the knife he had managed to grab from the floor. Liu was also naked, on his knees with his body bent over. He was riddled with all types of gashes and various bruises, ranging from small dots to black and blue patches. His face was slightly swollen, a black eye evident. The tears from his eyes caused a small puddle on his sheets, his body spasming mildly as he stared at Jeff, simultaneously relieved and terrified. He wasn't able to speak as a sock was clumped up and stuff into his mouth.

It was only then that Jeff noticed the various liquid on the floor and the bed.

The widened eyes and shocked quiver of Jeff's lip transformed into a searing rage, the grip tightening on his bloodied knife as he slowly stumbled into an upright position. "You--" Jeff started to make his way toward his naked father, who put his hands in the air and tried his best to find the door. Jeff snarled, "You BASTARD!"

"Jeff--Don't even think about-"

Before his father could finish his sentence, Jeff was barreling into him, shoving his shoulder into the older man's torso. He gasped, but never had any time to react further as Jeff grabbed his father by the arm and, with the help of strength granted by pure adrenaline, thrust him into the wall beside them. He turned, thrusting his knife at his father, however his lack of precision in the stab caused it to dig into his gut. His father let forth a bloodcurdling scream as weakened hands tried to grab Jeff's shoulders.

Jeff pulled the knife out and allowed the blood to gush outward, however as he backed away his father shoved a firm hand on his shoulder. Jeff's reply was a swift swipe of the blade, scraping across his torso like a long paper cut. Another yelp from his father and Jeff pulled away.

Jeff went to stab again, but his father grabbed his arm, gripping harshly. When he looked up, his father's dilated blue eyes lit with a fire as he growled to his youngest son. For a moment, Jeff panicked at the sight of those same eyes that sent terror through his psyche. The same eyes that looked down on him as Jeff received a smack across the face. This was the man that had abused his mother and done terrible things to both him and Liu... How could he go up against a man he feared?

Then, Jeff remembered something inherently important; He was the one with the knife.

Jeff shoved his knee into the man's bloody gut before pulling his arm back, aiming for the chest but instead ending up in the shoulder blade. He pulled it out and yelled in frustration as his father crumpled to the floor, crimson becoming his new color. After he recollected himself, Jeff shook his head free of the needless anger, turning to his father and walking toward him once again. He stomped down on the shoulder wound, causing a scream that eventually devolved into a whimper.

He tried once again, but his father managed to roll out of the way, crawling as fast as he could in a last ditch attempt to make it to the door. Jeff stomped his foot on the ground akin to a child experiencing a temper tantrum, "Stop STRUGGLING," He leaned over, grasping the man's foot and pulling him toward his body before quite literally stabbing him in the back, "LET ME KILL YOU!"

He turned his father over as labored breaths and whimpers became the man's only sound. Jeff thought he could hear Liu's voice, but he was too focused on the task at hand. His father reached his hands to his abdomen, putting them over the stab wound in an attempt to stop further bleeding, "Juh...Jeff," His father said slowly, drawing in a long gulp, "Wuh--Why are you...doing this?"

Jeff stared down at the man he had once called daddy. A man who he once loved, but now only acknowledged as the father who gave him life, as a man named Bradley. He looked at the terribly groomed beard, the bloodshot blue eyes, the unkempt, shoulder length hair. As he laid naked in his own blood, Jeff only felt a combination of pity and deep rooted anger. No remorse.

Jeff leaned closer to his father, his knife resting upon his chest, "Karma comes around," He whispered, "But I'm faster."

Jeff brought his knife to Bradley's head, committing an act that was a long time in the making. He shoved the tip of the knife through the man's temple until it stopped at the hilt, watching the life in his eyes flicker in and out as Jeff whispered with an ear to ear grin; "Just Go to sleep"

Jeff sat on his knees next to his father for a few moments, breathing in and out with pure, euphoric excitement. He giggled in those moments, rocking back and forth in glee. Eventually, Jeff stood upright and turned to his brother. He had gotten down from his position, instead sitting on the edge of the bed. Fresh tears were rolling down his face, Liu staring dumbfounded at his psychotic brother.

"I told you to stop!" He screamed, hugging himself and speaking again in almost a mumble, "I told you to stop..."

Jeff raised an eyebrow in confusion, "But...I saved you Liu."

"By killing our father?!"

"Liu--" Jeff's ears perked up at the distant sounds of sirens, "We have to go."

Jeff walked toward his brother, hand extended. Liu's eyes widened akin to saucers, scooting back and rolling off of the bed. He groaned slightly, but still continued to scoot backward as Jeff moved toward him, "I--I'm not going anywhere with you, Jeff!" "What--"

"You've turned into...something, I don't know, but it isn't you!"

The sirens in the background grew in volume, and he knew that the police would be coming down the street at any given moment. He looked back and forth, exhaling harshly and turning to his brother who was now naked, bruised, and curled up in the fetal position in the corner of the room. "I'll come back for you," Jeff said, turning around and opening the door to Liu's room. A single tear rolled down his face as he ran through the expanse of the home until he opened the back door, running out into the back roads as the sounds of the sirens arrived at the home. He slipped into the shadows, running toward the woodlands.

****

"Two weeks have gone by, and the killer of Randy Graham and Bradley Walters has yet to be found. Liu has refused to speak to anyone following the incident, although it was clear that he was the victim of distinct rape and abuse from his father. Jeffrey Walters has gone missing since the time of the incident, according to his mother, Martha Walters. He remains the prime suspect in the crimes given his connection with both of the individuals. "

Jeff ripped the article out of the newspaper, along with the attached picture of a figure in a grey-white hoodie climbing through the broken open window of Liu's home.

Deep in the woodlands, he sat as a shadow among the overbearing trees. The ripped apart newspaper was laid out in front of him, accompanied by the cleaned switchblade he still carried as his personal weapon. His eyes fixated on his hoodie, messily sewn together in some areas to close the openings made from contact with the glass. The gash on his face had grown red and irritated, although Jeff had prevented infection by washing it in the river nearby. The pain in the right half of his face was staggering, but the reward made everything worth it. Looking into the water of the river, he realized just how terrifying he looked; It was beautiful.

Jeff's gaze fell back to the knife, his mind wandering to Liu. Liu was terrified around people, unable to speak at all from the trauma he had received from Bradley. There wasn't anything he could do about that, however Jeff soon realized after his retreat that Liu was just scared, confused. He wanted to go with Jeff, but his mind was clouded by terrified thoughts. Even still, it hurt to be rejected by his brother in that moment.

Jeff exhaled, his warm breath coalescing in front of him as puffs of smoke. Liu was now in protection of the police, and probably would be sent somewhere far away after the trauma; Jeff was smart enough to know that. It wouldn't be easy to find him, but Jeff had to go get him again. This time, he would surely convince him to walk off into the sunset with his younger brother, his guardian. The police or other guardians couldn't protect him from the horrors of the world like he could, and if he had to kill various people to find him, then so be it.

Plus, he found that killing was fun. An adrenaline rush.

Jeff grabbed the hilt of his knife, twisting it back and forth in his hand. His face was expressionless, lost in thought. He made himself a vow on that night. A vow to cause as much anarchy and despair as he could, until he could get his brother back.

"I will find him," He whispered softly to himself, staring at his disfigured reflection in the glinted metal, "I will find my Liu."

#jeff the killer #jtk #liu woods #homicidal liu #creepypasta #story #horror #fanfiction

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keefwho · 2 months

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February 22 - 2024 Thursday

11:19pm

5.5/10

This morning I shaved my legs and face. I made spicy ramen, spam, and green beans for breakfast. I watched some Bluey while eating, and Twitch content.

Work was okay. I started on the last commission for this month and put out a YCH. After work I spent 1 hour in VRchat with Turkey and some strangers talking about our personal beliefs regarding selfishness and religion. It was refreshing because we weren't arguing or opposing one another, we had a genuine conversation where someone speaks and everyone else listens without interrupting. That feels rare. For lunch I made a custom supreme pizza in the pan and watched more Bluey. I did the last weekly request today and finished a good Celestia pic before starting another AI redraw with Fluttershy. I'm really hoping I can make some AI bozo mad by copying their "work" by hand and making it better. We do a little trolling. It just occurred to me how little I actually speak my mind in my own journal. I sort of act like I'm submitting an official report instead of getting myself out there. That sort of happened because I made it a point not to talk about my feelings too deeply but I feel it appropriate to at least talk about what I notice and appreciate and think. I had hung out in Ena's server speaking with her for a bit and we actually talked instead of the usual sort of filler we do, or at least I do. I had tried to TALK with David before this but he was in a Helldivers squad which was loud and annoying, not my energy today, especially while working. After drawing I worked on Plaz's world a little bit more. I do not know how long it will take in the slightest, but it will be a long time if the maximum time I put in per day is 1 hour. I originally estimated around 60 hours so thats 2 months if I have perfect attendance. But it'll get done when it gets done. I left when work was done expecting Daisy to be free soon. I watched a bit of a Zelda video where the guy went in-depth into NPC routines and design details. When I got bored, I tried joining David for some Helldivers and played 1 round before leaving to join Daisy in Just Dance which wasn't actually working for her. So I sat around a bit and booted up Skyrim when I thought she had gone to bed for the night. I created a new character and I'm going to try to keep it personal/offline so I don't have the obligation to stream it, I just want to chill. It's a very tall cat lady mommy knight. 7 feet tall or so. I named her Kei-Thi Crossmeadows, a Khajiit-esque combination of me and my bestie's names. I had a better name before but I lost that save file and I don't remember it but it was the same idea. Daisy did message when she actually got in bed so I started up 102 Dalmatians and completed a couple levels. We talked about our days as usual and shared some sweet words. After she fell asleep, I learned I can sniff out bones I am missing in levels, some of which I have to dig up so I can finally start 100%ing levels.

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I feel like I woke up halfway through writing and actually started speaking my mind again. I think reading this other girl's Tumblr journal has sorta helped. Getting other people's in depth and vulnerable perspectives helps wake me back up to how human we all are, including me. It reminds me that I matter in a way. The only problem is how long it takes to write, I'm already up pretty late so it's hard to justify that I keep writing. Anyways today I felt rested and ready to be creative so all went well. I felt strangely social, wanting to ask other people questions almost like I'm interviewing them.

3 Happy Things Today:

Doing a good job on the Celestia drawing

Chatting with Turkey about our beliefs

Playing PS1 for Daisy, and her company in general

#journal #diary

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rrxnjun · 1 year

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if i could i would fight the school system just so u would have the time and mood to write >:T but i'm glad u could write a bit and waiting for ur next fic!!!🥳🥳 (your post about a fic u are writing seems pretty fun :o and love jihoon as a side character!!!) AAA IM HAPPY TO HEAR THAT I WOULD LOVE TO READ TREASURE FICS FROM U ESPECIALLY THE JIHOON ONES HIHI!!! I AM VERY GRATEFUL FOR UR FRIEND WHO CONVINCED U!!!!

hmmmm idk if its reveal vibe or not but my fav ep from them is the thrill ride ep (probably has a special place in my heart cuz that was my first cb with them lmao but that era was so well done and i really love the songs!!) i think their new ep is really great my favs are especially awake and savior aaanndd their breaking dawn album slaps as a whole i love it so muchhh and for my last recommendation from them would be survive the night which is a song that was fully written by sunwoo and it's definitely one of my favs (there is also a song from giuk featuring sunwoo that just dropped and u might like it if u are interested) and i really hope u will like some cuz idk if any of these would be the type of songs u would listen to;-; the last longer content i watched from them was come on the boyz but eric isn't in it cuz he was on a hiatus at the time:( but it's really fun! i also started to watch back the boyz timeout (and had to stop cuz school >:T) and that is also really good and everyone is there:D so i would recommend those if u want like a series (?) type of thing with them but for "shorter" contents their mafia games are very fun to watch!!! their idol human theater videos are great as well!!! and the last one i would say is they just made a video with the fo squad and that seemed very funny although i didn't have the time to watch it yet;-; (IM VERY SORRY ABOUT JUST RECOMMENDING SO MANY THINGS AND FOR THIS LONG ASS LIST I WENT A BIT OVERBOARD D: )

KEVIN IS SUCH A LOVELY GUY his bubble messages are usually either very funny or just very meaningful and his posts are always top tier🤌 i think he would just solidify his place in ur heart lmao and eric is just such a bestie material!!! well u know i just came in here in the middle of ur treasure era being like 🧍the boyz🧍and i don't want to interrupt u with just randomly talking about them 🧍(which i deff did so im sorry and sorry again for the long ass list of recs)

ooo god gifted kid burnouts suck so much;-; but tbh yeah the grade doesn't really matter just pass and get the paper in the end cuz that's the most important ig and u would get it with even just passing (although im just🤡 cuz i will never think like this sadly so) i don't think my experience will be different ngl;-; so im trying to get myself ready to just not be sad about it cuz it's bound to happen lmao

AHH UR REPLIES JUST MAKE ME SO HAPPY LIKE U READ MY LONG ASS RAMBLINGS AND U ARE ALWAYS SO LOVELY SO I JUST🥹🥹 I APPRECIATE U VERY MUCH!!!!!! (liebestraum anon💗💕💕 sorry for disappearing again☹️)

SJSJSJ its okay because the motivation is that once its over i have the whole summer to write is making me go through this more easily 😙😌 also im handling things a lot better than last semester LMAO so im good over here 🤞 DJSJ glad u liked the posts abt the fic so far, jihoon is kind of the main character unfortunatelt (he is in the fic more than mark i-) but the brainrot cant be helped. IM GRATEFUL FOR MY FRIEND TOO she's a real one 😙 i'll let u know abt the blog if i manage to set one up after all hihi

first comebacks with a group are always the most special istg i thought about this the other day. like for me rock with you, hot sauce and can't you see me? are really special too😭 i havent had time to listen to these but i promise that by the time we talk again i will and i'll have my reviews ready!! 😌😌 also i love how u can kinda get my music taste w western artists (like when u recommended me hungarian songs and were spot on) but w kpop u rlly cant tell😭😭😭 i love me some kpop group variety shows tbh so i will definitely watch all of these later !! DONT BE SORRY ABT RECOMMENDING SO MUCH I GET U IF I WAS ASKED FOR RECS FOR ANY OF MY FAV GROUPS I WOULDVE DONE THE SAME THING. i saw kevin's weverse (?) replies on tiktok today and i- 😭 my man is a comedian i love him. the same w eric. icons. SJSJS dont worry about interrupting my treasure era i can handle it (im also suddenly into cix as well so i can handle everyone atp)

and u get it u get it !!! like it does feel good to get academic validation from time to time (i got a 45/50 on my essay today❤❤❤) but as long as its not an F i do not feel disappointed. esp when i get reminded of the fact that im studying on one of the best unis in my country and that my major is actually kind of hard 💀💀 get ready for the terrors of university i mean u can expect it but actually experiencing it will be just as shitty so i just pray u dont take it as badly as i did for a lil while🤞 im here for u if that happens tho!!

always appreciating u and smiling at your asks, mwah mwah ‼

#💌ask #liebestraum anon

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threadcook43 · 2 years

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It is essential to plan for travel with children. There isn't free WiFi available.

Yes I did say it.. My kids are so bad at thisthat they believe the that the WiFi at the at the top of the mountain isn't that great.. Even though it's a tiny hill, it's within the normal cell range so my children have to explore the area in search of more reliable internet. My wife and me are setting the small campsite. We plan to stay here for at least a day. The tiny brook is right next to us and supplies water to our camp. It's true.. Our wife is unable to travel without plenty of water. Therefore, we always carry our own.

While my kids check their social profiles I'm enjoying the view. The hill isn't too big, but it's also surrounded by larger hills. Every once in awhile we head out into the hills to reconnect with mother nature. While I do appreciate these trips however, it's not my plan to start these trips. My wife insists on this as she is aware of the pleasure we get from being out there, in the natural. But my children, they are a completely different story. Internet is sometimes unavailable. It's something that I don't like. A magnetic movement or other cause a temporary interruption to your streaming audio. This may happen for a few minutes or so before the sound resumes. This can be frustrating even for me because it causes me to hear the entire incident take place. So, after a number of excursions that were not connected to the internet, and when our normal internet was constantly dropping in and out of use, we determined to be prepared. My wife and I made a decision that we'd prepare for the day when our kids will not be able to connect to the internet for more than 10 minutes. We created two entertainment sources that we could access when the internet isn't working during our camping trips. One was a tablet packed with music videos and the current chart-topping songs. The most effective Youtube MP3 converter was able to extract music from videos and convert them to mp3 files that we could download onto our tablet. It worked with playlists too which made it quick, even though it was being a bit long.. Plus most songs we had already stored on my laptop, so it was just the matter of copying a few files. You can now listen to music or view videos when you are bored. Are you thinking that's awesome? It did not make a sound. The second tablet was mostly cartoons and TV programs that we downloaded from Hulu or Netflix. Quality is not the best but it's something. We have a few seasons of Breaking Bad there, and a lot of cartoons like Family Guy and Disenchantment. Very entertaining. It was also very simple to download. Install the app and then enable downloads for offline viewing Download episodes, then mark them to download. Tablet 2 was delivered a few days after tablet one. However, when it arrived, my children were able to use it to watch TV shows. I did a couple of DIY videos, including setting up the tent for fresh fish, and skinning the fish. You won't find these things easy in the city. These videos came from Youtube and converted into mp4 which I then downloaded onto my tablet. It's much more convenient to have video on your tablet at all times. These 2 tricks will keep my kids entertained for four of our family camping outings. They are even happy to go out, since they know that tablets 2 can make their dull idle time more enjoyable. soundcloud downloader chrome They can bring it home whenever they want. I've never felt more content. I am awestruck by my family.

#mp3 sound cloud #soundcloud download

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goddess-evelle · 3 years

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In this video (IV)

we coded it so that we have to beat the game while…

Our girlfriend gets fucked in a discord call where we can hear and see her. Can we beat the game, or will the show get too much for us to handle? We are about to find out.

Warnings: Poly relationship, slight degradation kink, slight praise kink, fingering, Unprotected sex (stay safe ppl), a facial, a blow job 😉

Dream team x reader x Karl

Words: 1,902

A/N: Have fun reading! 😊

In this video

In this video (I)

In this video (II)

In this video (III)

In this video (IV) (You are here)

In this video (V)

You beat the game while (I)

You beat the game while (II)

You shouldn’t have been surprised. You knew that when the boys got together a lot of chaos happened, but somehow, you didn’t expect for them to come up with something like this. Regardless of your thoughts here they were discussing how the video would go. Dream (of course) was the one to propose an idea for a video. His video ideas were normally pretty good, but this was way out of his usual thinking. Dream thought it would be a great idea to do a challenge video like the Dream team had done plenty of times, but he decided that Karl should be invited. Of course, that is a brilliant idea; Karl is a sweetheart, and he brings fun to the videos. However, you could never imagine what Dream actually meant by “challenge video”. That is how you ended in this position. Eyes wide as you listened to the boys plan the video.

“Yeah, so as soon as we start the challenge you should be also starting” Dream explained to Karl.

“Wait, wouldn’t it take too long. I think that he should start before us because you know it takes time to get her ready” Sapnap interrupted Dream.

“Yeah, it is always so tight. We need like 20 minutes before getting started every single time” George agreed with Sapnap; his eyes traveling down your body. Gaze focused on the way your thighs rubbed together.

“No, I bet she is practically dripping right now. Also, she will be a good girl for Karl right baby?” Dream asked looking at you. You gave a shy nod as they kept talking.

“Anyways Karl, we just need you to fuck her while we play the game. Make sure she is moaning real loud; even though she always moans like a little whore.” Sapnap added making you even more shy.

“No need to be shy princess; I’ll treat you nicely” Karl said making you flush fully. Your legs trembled with anticipation. Dream wanted to beat the game while Karl fucked you. You had agreed almost as soon as he said it. The thought of getting fucked while your boyfriends watched was so exciting to you. Sapnap was already giving slight squeezes to his dick through his pants. He knew you and Karl would put a wonderful show.

The boys finally settled in how they would organize themselves. You rolled your eyes; they really thought they could win the game and ignore you. It almost made you laugh; they wanted to pretend as if they didn’t absolutely melt with whatever you did. Your boyfriends left your room leaving you and Karl alone. The boy looked nervous as you took off your hoodie. Your panties being in full display as Karl was looking at your body. His teeth catching his bottom lip without him even realizing. He moved to open discord and join the call with the other boys. The camera wasn’t on, so Karl took the liberty to appreciate your body. His eyes scanning your boobs as his adam’s apple bobbed. He was growing nervous by the second; you looked so unbothered by him that he felt a little scared. That was until his eyes landed on the wet patch on your underwear. His eyes looking more predatory as he looked up at you. His left hand landed on your hip from his sitting position as his chin rested between your boobs. He pulled you closer to him making your legs wobble as you took a step forward. His right hand pushed your underwear to the side to find your soaking entrance. Karl gave a malicious chuckle; the sound being muffled by your boobs as he smirked up at you.

“Sapnap was right. You are a little slut” A whine left your mouth at his words; your entrance dripping onto his fingers that barely grazed you. You wanted him to touch you; you needed his touch. His fingers teased your entrance slightly before moving the wetness towards your clit giving slow circles. The bundle of nerves was already swollen from the excitement that coursed through your veins. Your legs giving out under you making you straddle Karl. He entered two fingers into you as a hiss left his lips; Sapnap was right again; you were so fucking tight. His thumb worked your clit raw as he pumped his fingers into you. You were going crazy at his ministration. His fingers curling into your sweet spot making you moan louder than before.

“Karl, Are you playing with her?” A voice came out of the microphone, but your mind was swimming in pleasure to even care about what they said.

“Yeah, she’s fucking dripping dude. Practically swallowing my fingers” as if it was a script; you moaned while he pumped faster into you. His fingers felt so thick inside of you. The boys spoke up again saying something about “Wish I was fucking her” before you interrupt whatever they are saying.

“Need you inside of me please” You mumble out just wanting to feel him inside. He pulls his fingers out popping them into his mouth; you catch his eyes rolling back as he appreciates your taste. He lets out a small groan before removing his pants and underwear. His cock jumping freely; your eyes widening at his length. He was thick and long; your mouth watering at the sight of it. You laid on the bed; your legs spread waiting for Karl to push into you, but you only see him walk away from you. You whined at his movements, but he moved to turn on the camera. The camera reflecting the image of you. Your folds in display for the boys to see; you hear the moans and groans of the boys at the sight of your pussy on display. The wetness dripping down your ass and wetting the bed. Dream was the first one to mention the way your sloppy pussy was extremely wet. Karl moved closer to you; the head of his cock brushing against your entrance. You moaned in expectation, but Dream’s voice stopped Karl from pushing into you.

“Wait, let us start the video, and then you can umm fuck her” Dream’s voice sounded rougher; you could almost imagine him. His hand brushing his cock against his sweats to try to relieve some pressure. The boys started the video while Karl and you waited for them to grab some wood, so that you could finally get fucked. George had barely broken the tree, and Karl was already pushing into you. Your head rolled back at the feeling of his cock brushing your insides nicely.

“F-fuck, she’s so fucking tight” Karl’s eyes were shut roughly as he tried to adjust to your walls sucking him in. You moaned as he fucked into you. His thrusts felt so deep into you that your mind was fully swimming in pleasure unable to understand what was happening around you. You were a moaning mess; he was fucking you so fucking good.

Dream tried to ignore your moans as he cooked the iron in a furnace. His cock being impossibly harder as he tried his best to not touch his dick. However, his hand dropped to his lap occasionally to give light rubs to the tip of his cock through the sweats. His head rolling back each time before he reminded himself back to the game. He wanted to win the challenge so bad. Whoever won would be able to fuck you. He wanted to fuck you so bad, and the sound your pussy made every time Karl pounded into you was not helping.

On the other side of the computer Karl was completely destroying your pussy. Loud whines and whimpers left your lips as the pleasure he was giving you was too good. Karl bend down to kiss you; the moment of silence making the boys look at screen. The full image of Karl’s hand holding your knees to the sides of your body to give himself more access to your pussy while he leaned over you to kiss you had them dying… in the game. The boys groaned as they died for the tenth time. The nether experience being the worst ever. They couldn’t even focus on getting pearls with the way you were moaning and being fucked. After a few minutes, George was the first one to give up on the game. He mumbled a “fuck this’ before logging out; few seconds later the door to your room swung opened. He entered looking furious his pants dropped to the floor as he jerked his cock admiring Karl fucking you. He knew that since he lost the game he wasn’t able to touch you. A part of him being annoyed by his decision, but seeing you get fucked up close made him forget his bad decisions for a moment. Sapnap groaned about how “that isn’t fair” being mad that he wasn’t the one close to you. His mind rushing with the thought of fucking you, so he tried to hold off to be able to. However, he was killed by a skeleton which made him lose every item he had. Dream took the opportunity to take everything Sapnap had. At this point a very frustrated Sapnap was already on his way towards your room. He couldn’t fuck you, but he could do something else…

Your mind was hazy with pleasure, but you fully expected for Sapnap to be the one to break, but something else surprised you. The lighting of discord disappeared as you watch the call end. You tried to ask what happened, but Karl just kept fucking into you which made you forget every single doubt you hand in your mind. Sapnap entered the room taking his place in front of you while roughly tapping his dick on your lips letting you know what he wanted. You took his cock into your mouth sucking him and moving your tongue to rub on the underside of his cock. He was going absolutely crazy with the way you sucked him off. His eyes rolling back at the feeling bubbling in his stomach. Karl’s thrust become desperate as he approached his climax. You followed behind him as white-hot pleasure rushed through your body. You spasmed around Karl’s cock while you orgasmed; he followed by spilling his seed into you. Sapnap followed the two of you by coming down your throat. He looked like a piece of art; his head rolled back while he moaned as he came into your mouth. His pretty face scrunching up as he fucked his cum down your throat. He was so fucking gorgeous. However, he could barely enjoy the feeling before George groaned a loud “Move you idiot” as he was also close to reaching his orgasm as he made sure to push past Sapnap making him pull out of your mouth and closer to you to cum in your face. Your orgasm being so intense as you felt George’s hot cum land in your face that you barely hear the loud footsteps approaching your room. The door swung opened once again as Dream appeared making Karl, George, Sapnap and you look at him surprised.

“Well, it looks like the internet stopped working; I guess I have no other choice than claim my win, so move over Karl. It’s my turn” he smirked at you. Your eyes widening you were so fucked. (Literally)

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ks-dreams-fantasies · 3 years

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Hii can i request a Vinnie x reader where the reader live at the hype house and shes a big tiktoker too and the reader is just soft and she spend alot time at Vinnie's room bc they're secretly dating but no one knew abt it just they're family and thomas and alex and the others kinda knew abt it bc the reader and Vinnie is kinda spending time together a lot and one day Vinnie got a cold and that same day thomas is filming a video and the reader is cutting apples(or any fruit ) for Vinnie and thomas started filming her and ask her if thats for vinnie the fruits that the reader are cutting bc they knew vinnie is sick and the reader said "no, its for me" why a little laugh at the end and she didn't know that thomas is filming her going to vinnie's room and suddenly thoms burst in to Vinnie's room and filming them and see the reader is taking care of Vinnie...you can do whatever you want at the endd just vinnie soft and cuddly thank youuu! <333

Taking care of our boy? - Vinnie Hacker

Hey love 😘 Thank you so much for your request, I hope my story did it justice … I made a few changes, but the idea is still there 🙄 I feel like Vinnie would be such a baby when he’s sick 😆 Enjoy

Warning : None

Word Count : 1.2

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Vinnie hated being sick. He had been feeling off the past couple of days and when he woke up congested, his throat burning, he groaned, rolling onto his side seeing you laying peacefully next to him. You had fallen asleep the night before, after going to Vinnie’s room to watch anime with him. You, being a newly big TikToker, had moved into the Hype House a few months ago, hitting it off quickly with him. You always got teased for it, often getting shipped online with the fact that you guys seemed to be close to each other. People weren’t totally wrong since you and Vinnie had decided to start dating a few weeks ago, hiding it to the public due to the fact that it was still new and scared of the hate you would get if his fans found out.

Not a lot of people knew about your relationship, just your closest friends and of course the other members of the Hype House. Living with them, didn’t make it easy to keep you both a secret, but they respected your decision. You had thought about coming out since people kind of assumed you were together after seeing how close you both were in Thomas and Alex’s vlogs. The responses to their videos were mostly sweet and encouraging, so you often thought about it. You had both posted a few TikToks with each other over the past couple of months and you were seen leaving places together lately, hinting to the public that something was happening between you and Vinnie

He tried getting back to sleep, closing his eyes, coughing a few times before feeling you move beside him. You got closer to him wrapping one of your arms around his torso, opening your eyes as you felt the temperature of his body.

“Baby, you’re boiling hot” you gasped, lifting your upper body to look at him, putting your hand on his forehead. He groaned again before coughing making you sight

“I’ll run you a bath so you can relax, and I’ll go to the store to buy some medicine, okay baby?” you said getting up grabbing a hoodie out of Vinnie’s closet

“You don’t have to do that, I’ll be fin-“ he got interrupted by a fit of coughs

“Sure” you chuckled lightly “Wait here, the bath should be done in a few minutes” you said, disappearing into the bathroom connected to his room, turning on the faucet for the water to start running. You took a towel putting it near the bathtub, calling him in when it got filled up

“Ok, so I’ll run to the store really quick, I’ll be back in a few, try to relax” You said leaving a kiss on his temple, before leaving his room, going downstairs towards your car.

You got back home about 30 minutes later with a bag filled with medicine for Vinnie when you phone dinged indicating a new notification. You opened your phone, seeing that Vinnie had just posted a new Tiktok. You shook your head, laughing slightly, even when sick, he always found a way to make something for his fans. The video consisted of him getting his head out of the water, his hair now being wet. Vinnie being Vinnie, didn’t write much for the caption

Sick 🤧

The comments were already flooded with a bunch of messages from girls saying how much they would kill to come take care of him and how good looking he was. You put your phone in your back pocket as you entered the house, making your way to the kitchen seeing the others sitting at the counter, sipping on their coffee, laughing at something Michael had said.

“Look who decided to join us earlier than usual” Alex said pointing his camera towards you, as showed him your middle finger, sticking out your tongue

“Ouhhh grumpy, she probably didn’t have her coffee yet guys, excuse her” he said laughing, turning the camera back towards Calvin, who was trying to do god knows what. You went to the fridge, taking out some fruits to cut while you put the teakettle on the stove, waiting for the water to boil. You prepared everything while listening to their stories and laughing at them. You took out a tray, placing a plate of freshly cut berries with two mugs and some pills on the side to bring up to Vinnie.

“Two mugs? Perhaps the tea is for Vinnie? Taking care of our boy while he’s sick, I see” Alex stated, grinning softly as he turned the camera back towards you

“Vinnie’s sick? I didn’t know” you said shrugging your shoulders “I’m just really thirsty, that’s all” you continued as you picked up the tray, the others humming, knowing well enough you were lying.

“Anyways, see you later, I have some things to take care of” you said already halfway out of the kitchen making your way up the stairs

“I bet you guys a hundred bucks that the things she needs to take care of is Vinnie” Michael said, laughing as he shook his head.

Arriving to Vinnie’s bedroom you knock on the door hearing a faint “come in” before opening the door, seeing your boyfriend lying in bed, watching anime.

“Hey baby, I brought you berries and tea” you said walking up to him while he moved to sat down “Here take these” you handed him the medicine and his cup of tea while you move to sit beside him with the plate and your own cup of coffee.

“Thank you” he sipped on his tea, the hot liquid soothing the tickled in the back of his throat. You had both finished eating and drinking, putting the plates and mugs away on the nightstand when Vinnie started coughing again

“Poor baby” you said stroking his warm cheeks “Is there anything else I can do to make you feel better?” you asked him, worried

“Can we just stay here and cuddle?” he said looking into your eyes, pouting as you smiled at him

“Of course, Vin” you answered as he laid his head on your chest, your hands massaging his scalp slowing, making him let out a small groan of appreciation, enjoying the comfort. A few moments later, the sound of light snoring made you smile softly, indicating Vinnie had fallen back asleep. You knew he didn’t sleep much the night before, so you were happy that he could relax for a bit. You could hear some shuffling in the hallway and soon enough the door opened, Alex and Michael entering the room, fake gasping at the sight before their eyes.

“Well, well, well what do we have here?” Alex said, capturing every moment on his camera

“Shhh! Can’t you see he’s sleeping” you whispered-yelled trying to shush them up, wavering your hands for them to go away

“I guess I was right hun?” Michael said to the camera, a wide grin on his face.

“Mhhhhh” Vinnie groaned, squeezing your body tighter “Baby, tell them to go away” he mumbled groggily, still sleepy.

“AH I TOLD YOU SO! You guys owe me 100 bucks” Michael shouted as he pointed the lenses with his index finger, before Vinnie threw a pillow at him, exhausted

“I swear if you guys don’t get out –“ he got interrupted by the two guys laughing and exiting the room, closing the door behind him. You laughed lightly as he laid back down on your chest

“They are so annoying” he sighed “Thanks for taking care of me baby”

“Anytime Vin” you responded, smiling, leaving a kiss on his forehead.

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tarosin · 3 years

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the great adventures of y/n tommy jack and tubbo

requested: yes/no

an: part 4 of the great adventures series

pairing: platonic y/n/tommy/jack/tubbo

warning: cursing

It was the afternoon before your new adventure with your friends. you had no idea what to expect, however everyone else knew even ranboo, and he wasn’t even joining you all. you would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous, especially after hearing some of tommys plans for future uploads. tubbo had been trying to drop hints about what was going to happen. You honestly couldn’t tell if he was excited or nervous, either way you could tell it was going to be a once in a lifetime opportunity and boy were you excited. the sound of knocking pulled you from your thoughts.

“hi y/n! sorry for the unexpected visit, i tried to call you but it wouldn’t go through.”

“oh god sorry, tubbo, my phones on charge upstairs, ive just finished babysitting my friends twitch chat.”

“that’s okay, tommy wanted me to see if you want to stay the night as i can take you with me now. he said something about it saving time tomorrow as jack won’t have to go as far and we can get there earlier, i honestly just think he’s slightly nervous and wants to spend time with someone.”

“i’ve not prepared a bag or anything as i was just planning on grabbing everything i needed in the morning, but i’m down to go with you. i’ll pack a bag real quick, make yourself feel at home. you can stay down here or come upstairs with me.”

tubbo followed you upstairs, and helped you pick which outfits would be the best to wear for the trip. around 10 minutes later you finished packing your bag and turned around to see a very pale tubbo, dropping your bag to the floor you pulled a chair up to your bed sitting opposite him.

“you feeling okay tubs?”

“just nerves, I'll be alright, are you ready to go?”

“ready if you are!”

the journey to tommys was relatively quick, you spent it talking about group plans for when ranboo comes to the uk.

tubbo: almost here!

tommy: yes! want to stream for a bit later, just something small could do laugh and the stream ends. i’ll go talk to my mum now!

•••

tubbo: please open the door

tommy: on it

the pair of you stood at the door waiting for tommy to unlock it

“TUBBO! Y/N I'M GLAD YOU COULD BOTH MAKE IT!”

not too long later, you and tubbo had put everything away and sat with tommy planning out a small stream.

“so i was talking with my parents and we can do an outside stream, and set fire to marshmallows!”

“as much as i love fire tommy i don’t think your parents will appreciate arson in the garden.”

“it’ll be fine now grab a jacket, we need to go walk to the shop.”

the three of you set off determined to get to the shop and back before it got dark, tommy and tubbo walked on either side of you as they want you to feel safe. thankfully the shop was only around the corner so you were all only out for about 20 minutes maximum, you probably could have made it back earlier but you stopped every time you saw a pretty rock.

“y/n come on we still need to stream!”

“did you tweet that you were streaming?”

“no he didn’t.”

“then come and look at this pretty rock!”

tommy and tubbo couldn’t help but laugh at how many rocks you managed to pick up.

•••

“guys i think i’d rather just spend time with you all rather than stream.”

“that’s fine, tommy!!”

the three of you sat around the fire updating one another about plans and opportunitie, coming. the conversation swiftly came to an end when tommy had set fire to a stick claiming it was to make the fire grow. you laughed as you heard his mum yelling at him to stop trying to set you and tubbo on fire.

“sorry about that everyone, but look the fire is big again.”

it got colder as the sun went down, so the three of you sat with a blanket draped over you all. his mum offered to take photos for you and you happily accepted, the pictures looked amazing and you posted it to instagram with the caption ‘i am cold and no one is telling me what’s happening tomorrow.’

it was around 11pm when the three of you agreed it was time to go back inside and sleep.

•••

you and tubbo stayed downstairs and tommy stayed in his room. the sound of tubbos alarm woke the pair of you up.

“turn that fucking thing off!”

“this is the fourth time it’s gone off and you’re still not up?”

“that’s because i’m tired.”

“please get ready jack will be here soon enough.”

realisation finally hit today was the day you were finally about to find out what this once in a lifetime opportunity was. tubbo advised you to wear sensible clothing and not wear the zodiac necklace you always wore, so you decided to wear the hoodie ranboo sent you a week ago and leggings.

“y/n you might wanna tie your hair up.”

“tubbo are you sure you’re feeling okay? you genuinely look ill."

“i’m fine.”

jack: right i’m outside so whenever you’re ready

lani: we’re making our own way later on as the hotel we stayed at is closer

y/n: will someone tell me what we’re doing

ranboo: no

y/n: you’re not even joining us how did you get in the gc

ranboo: magic

y/n: fuck off give me a clue

ranboo: i’ve said it since you dyed your hair neon f/c you’d be able to see from way up in the sky

y/n: what the actual hell is that supposed to mean

•••

soon enough you met up with everyone else and lani started recording.

“we’re skydiving, you ready tubbo?”

“WERE DOING WHAT? HOLY SHIT!”

you honestly couldn’t wait to do this. it was something you had wanted to do for a while, tubbo on the other hand clearly didn’t agree, which was evident through his whining.

you stood with tommy laughing as tubbo sat alone questioning why he agreed to this.

“look at him.”

“he’s is not happy.”

you sat next to jack and tubbo watching the video demonstrating what you will all be doing soon. you let out a nervous laugh, as although you were excited, you couldn’t help but be a bit nervous.

“you could fall into the engine and get chopped up.”

“tommy stop scaring tubbo!”

“what if the parachute doesn’t work?”

“free fall to your death.”

“y/n you’re not helping!”

you stood recording tubbo laying on the floor once again whining.

“tubbo there are so many people behind you!”

“i’m sure the parachute won’t fail tubbo, but if it does it was lovely knowing you!”

“uuuuuuugh!”

“i fully agree bo.”

soon enough you tommy and jack joined tubbo on the floor.

“look at the clouds.”

“we’re going to be in them soon.”

“hell yeah!”

“ughhhh!”

you tried not to laugh trying to calm tubbo down a bit before you all jumped out a plane, which worked until you left him alone with tommy whilst you spoke to jack for a while.

“to be fair that looks quite fun.”

“and dangerous!”

“STOP!”

“well sounds like tubbos thrilled to be here.”

the four of you sat on a bench talking about what’s going to happen, and laughing at tubbos nerves trying to make light of the situation.

“look it’ll be fun, tubbo, provided we don’t die there’s a chance we’ll be in more vlogs.. okay so ignore the black cloud of smoke!”

“that’s not a good omen.”

“shut up!”

you wrapped an arm around tubbo trying to make him feel comfortable and reassure him it’ll be fine, only to be interrupted by jack and tommy bickering about eating before jumping from the plane.

•••

the four of you went to the briefing, at this point you were struggling to contain your excitement, and couldn’t help but laugh out of pure joy.

“no, they are listening, they're just excited.”

after doing training for the jump, you stood with tommy whilst someone questioned him about how he got 9 million subs.

“I just went around being incredibly cool.. doing minecraft.”

you and jack burst out laughing whilst tommy went on to make jokes about how much money he was earning.

•••

it was now almost time to jump out a plane. it was around now nerves were kicking in, so you all went around messing about till you were told it’s time to make your way to get ready.

“let’s go gamers!”

•••

“are you a skydiver enjoyer?”

“i am.”

“well that’s always good... please, don’t let me die!”

“y/n are you scared?”

“no, my ranboo merch will protect me, but if i die can we blame tommy for coming up with this?”

“ranboos not going to believe that you’re wearing the jumper he sent you to jump out a plane.”

a few minutes later you over heard a worker say they’re nervous causing you to tilt your head and blink again, trying to process what was said.

“heh???”

it was now time for the four of you to put the equipment on, so you were ready to jump. jack started talking a lot more than usual at a quicker pace due to the fact he was getting nervous. tommy pointed it out and jack trying to argue he wasn’t made you laugh.

“y/n keeps making a lot of jokes about my parachute being shit.”

“sorry manifold should be fine...more than likely...hopefully. only time will tell really.”

“how you doing buddy?”

“i’m feeling okay. i feel my insides doing inside bits.”

“wonderful!”

you were now all waiting to go as a worker jokes about forgetting something.

“y/n you’re going with him!”

“okay, but why?”

“well you said your ranboo merch will protect you..”

someone went by going rather fast causing you to stare in awe.

“we don’t go that fast, do we?”

“no not unless something goes terribly wrong.”

you all stood there laughing.

“stoppppp!”

“y/n, i’m now thinking you should go with them instead!”

“are you trying to kill me off jack?”

•••

you all set off towards the plane, a mixture of excitement and nerves began kicking in.

“tubbos on a lead.”

“oh i’m really nervous jack.”

“look at y/n!”

lani began to record you, who was now way ahead of the others, so you stopped and waved at lani.

“BYE LANI! HOPEFULLY ILL SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!”

the others caught up and everyone had their equipment checked again.

“oh dear.. should be fine.”

“i’m alright, don’t worry my ranboo merch will protect us!” you got on first and that when you realised they set you up, so you jumped last as you were more confident and tubbo was jumping first so he could get it out the way.

you all sat on the plane and waved at the camera.

“hi there!”

“hello!”

“hi!”

“please don’t let us die!”

“we’re really jumping out a plane with a dream stan.”

“this is the highest we’ve ever been.”

“gamers in a plane whatever will they do...hopefully not die!”

“Y/N!”

“sorry tubbo!”

you were currently at 2,000 feet and sat looking out the window waiting to reach 14,000 feet. jack turned to you and tommy, “i can’t believe you’re jumping out the plane in philza merch and y/ns jumping out in ranboo merch.”

“if i die at least ill look great doing it.”

12,000 feet later it was now tubbos turn to jump, he looked back at you all.

“YOU GOT THIS TUBBO!!”

you watched as tubbo went.

“GOOD LUCK TOMMY!”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN GOOD LUCK? Y/N?”

“BYEEEEE!”

you laughed as tommy went.

“see you later jack!”

you gave jack a high-five and watched as he went.

“holy shit they actually did it!”

“are you ready, y/n?”

“hell yeah, let’s do this!”

you laughed as you jumped, you couldn’t believe you actually got to jump out of a plane, you waved at camera.

lani met the others as they landed and began telling them about it.

“wait where’s y/n?”

“there they are!”

“Y/N!”

the others ran up to you as you landed.

“i’m glad you didn’t die!”

“thanks jack!”

•••

“would you all do it again?”

“yeah.”

“no.”

“maybe, i’m not sure.”

“i reckon so.”

not too long later, you were all given certificates to celebrate the fact you had jumped out a plane.

“yay it made nearly dying worth it!”

“you’re so dramatic!”

•••

you thought the day was over and that you were going home, little did you know that wasn’t the case.

“were not done for the day.”

“what?”

“heh?”

“you’re tilting your head again.”

“i know it’s because i’m confused!”

“anyway, what do you mean we’re not done?”

“you know george, he’s arrived!”

“gogy!”

“GOGY!”

“can i have a nap in the car please? i’m so exhausted."

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minteyeddevil · 3 years

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Hi!! I’m kinda bad at using tumblr so please ignore this if I’m requesting/asking in the wrong place :)) Also as ignore if you’d feel uncomfortable writing this. If so I’m sorry!

Can you do headcanons of the brothers with voyeurism? Like watching MC pleasure themself? GN or any is fine

(No worries, you sent it to the right place, and I don’t mind the request at all! ^^ Though for the sake of consent, the brothers will have established relationships with their respective MC!)

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Lucifer:

He discards his coat and gloves on his arm chair, undoing his tie and vest when he hears the water running in his bathroom

A sly smirk plays at his lips as he drops his undone tie, striding over to the bathroom and peaking through the door to see his beloved MC, sitting in the tub, their back to the door

He listens for a moment and hears a soft keen, their head slowly leaning back as he sees a hand working at their chest

He can imagine their other hand at their sex, working themselves in the water, more moans filling the air with the sound of the running water

He wants to enter the room and join them, but finds himself simply enticed to stay and watch them a bit more, not letting his presence known just yet

He palms his erection through the front of his slacks, eyes still glued to MC as he hears their breathing turn into pants, the water sloshing around them at their movements

His breath hitches in his throat when he hears his name tumble from their lips, their body shuttering as he sees them coming down from their orgasm

He is painfully hard now, but before he can release his cock, he hears MC's sing-song voice call his name; he's been caught red handed

But he simply let's his smirk widen as he walks in, removing the rest of his clothing as he makes to enter the bathtub with them

"Having fun without me, my dear? It's not fair to leave me out like that."

Mammon:

He knew he was running late from his shoot; he knew he was going to owe MC a million apologies for it as well

He picked up their favorite treat for them on the way home, hoping it would ease their anger at him as he enter the HoL, and walked towards his room where they would be waiting

He opened his door and walked in, expecting MC to be seated on the couch, a look of annoyance splayed across their face; but instead he was met with the sound of soft moaning

His body tensed as he looked over towards his bed, seeing MC curled up there, rutting against his pillow, whimpering and moaning his name

He closed the door behind him slowly, walking towards them without ever taking his eyes off them, his mouth beginning to water and his jeans getting tighter

They didn't seem to notice him and he couldn't help palming himself as he watched for a bit longer, before becoming too needy and greedy for them, calling their attention to him

"Oi, human, couldn't wait just a little longer for me to get home?"

They jump at the sound of his voice and flush instantly; he just crawls on top of them, throwing the pillow to the side as he takes up it's place

Leviathan:

He and MC were video chatting while he was running a stream in his room, and they were watching from theirs

He appreciated their interaction and support, making sure to look their way, and blushes furiously when they would wink or blow him a kiss through the camera

After several hours of the stream had passed already, MC informed him that they were going to take a nap, and would be leaving the video call

He nodded, understanding, and went back to his game at hand, before noticing that they had closed everything down, but the video chat was still on, mic included

He muted his mic to address MC, but they apparently could not hear him, nor see him for that matter, and he froze when he saw what they were starting to do

They laid flat on their bed, a hand going up their shirt and one down their pajama bottoms, working their sex til they began to whimper and moan loudly, he being able to hear it loud and clear through his headphones

The stream came to a crashing halt at that point, as he turned off everything save for the video chat, feeling shameful at watching his MC this way, but couldn't help but get off at seeing them

Satan:

The club meeting had run far too long for his liking; he wished to be in his room curled up with MC, reading the new book they had purchased

They wouldn't tell him what it was about, gleefully expressing that it would be a surprise for him especially

He hurried home, entering the HoL and headed straight for his room; his hand was on the doorknob when the softest sounds reached his ears

He leaned forward, pressing to the wood to hear better; moaning? Whimpering? Was that...his MC?

He slowly opened the door, trying not to disturb the stacks of books around as he slowly snuck in, hiding behind one of the said piles

He saw MC on his bed, the new book in their hand, with their free one down the front of their shorts, working their sex; his eyes widened and eyebrows raised a bit at seeing this

He had a good idea of what the book was about now

After watching a bit longer, and feeling the ache of his cock throb against his thigh, he stepped out from behind the books and cleared his throat, startling MC so that they tossed the book at him

He caught it with ease, giving them a warm but malicious smile, "Really? Reading this book, and touching yourself without me? Oh MC, that just won't do..."

Asmodeus:

He knows he usually takes quite a long time in the shower, but he certainly didn't expect to see his MC be so impatient without him

He walks into his bedroom, a towel around his waist and one wrapping his hair, when he sees them on his bed, their bottoms long removed

Their hand cupping their sex with headphones in their ears playing the music he had suggested they listen to together

He sits at his vanity chair, drying off his hair as he watches them, still unaware of his presence

His cock stirs, making a tent in his towel, and he palms himself a bit, stroking his tip in time with their moving fingers

When he feels he has teased himself enough, he removes both towels from his body and climbs onto his bed, yanking the headphones out of their ears to gain their attention

They curl up and flush at being caught, but he simply purrs for them, leaning down to press his lips against theirs

"Oh my, my, MC. If you needed some relief, all you had to do was call for me, my love."

Beelzebub:

Usually when he gets back from his work out sessions, he uses the communal bathroom in the HoL to take a shower in

Most of his brothers have their own bathrooms, so he is not used to seeing anyone else in there, so hearing another shower running confuses him at first

Then he remembers; MC's own shower had been on the fritz, so they must be using the shower as well

He at first was going to step over and say hello to them, and mind their modesty by staying outside of the stall, but he freezes in place when he hears their panting and moans

Through the shower's mist he can see their stall door slightly open, their hand between their thighs, eyes closed as they work themselves in the hot water

He hates himself for not looking away, but he feels that alternate hunger growing in the pit of his gut from seeing his MC in such a state

He feels his cock stir in his gym shorts, and begins to strip away his sweaty clothing, before slowly allowing himself to slip in their stall, his broad arms caging them in as he towers over them

"I'm sorry, I could hear you...it sounded too tempting not to join you, MC..."

Belphegor:

His present napping spot was starting to get uncomfortable, so he figured he would find MC and just nap on them

When he didn't find them in their room, he sighed in annoyance, checking his room, and all their other haunts in the HoL, until he figured the attic was his best bet

He climbed the stairs, yawning and rubbing his eyes in sleepiness, about to call for MC, when a soft groan stopped him in his tracks

He snuck up the rest of the way to the attic entrance, peaking in to see MC on the bed, their pants down to their mid thigh, hands at their sex

He swallowed, looking behind to make sure no one had been behind him, as he slowly crawled into the room, closing the door behind him

He inched over, still watching them, a dark smirk taking over his features as he interrupted them with a smack on their bare thigh

"You know anyone could've came up here and caught you, right?" he teased, climbing on top of them

They flushed, realizing they hadn't closed the door behind them; his grin just widened at them. "Lucky it was me who found you. I don't want you sharing what's for my eyes only, MC..."

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Game On ~ HHJ & LF [M] [Request]

WORD COUNT: 2.9K

PAIRING: Hyunji x Reader x Felix

GENRE: Polyamrous relationship, smut, brat-taming, oral (F and M recieving), anal, degration, voyeruism, choking, cum-eating,

A/N: I hope that this is okay for you, I’m still new at writing Polyamrous so I hope it’s to your liking! I loved the plot idea so I hope this is alright! I changed it a little!

People probably thought that being in a relationship with two people that loved and appreciated you was a dream come true but they would be wrong. Most of the time your life was perfect with Felix and Hyunjin but sometimes when you were so needy and desperate for their attention it was the worst because they would always be busy doing something else. Too busy to give you even a glance of acknowledgement that you were home from work or that you were even in the same room as them. Take tonight, for example, you'd come home from work ready to talk to them both only to find each of them playing some video game, their eyes glued to the separate screens as they yelled out random commands at one another. From the moment you came in you'd cooked something to eat for yourself, had a bubble bath and cleaned up and they were still playing the game not bothering to notice you were even home so you wanted to test it. To see if they were as glued to the game as you thought they were, you took your phone out and sat down on the floor in front of them.

"You know what, it's not even that big. I would have thought it would be bigger," You started off tame wanting to see if they were paying attention to you but they didn't even flinch.

"The sex is awful, you would think between the two of them that they would be able to make some kind of pleasure but I have to fake it every time." Again there wasn't even a blink from either of them as they began mumbling to one another about someone being on a rooftop above them.

"It's just so hot, I don't know if I'll be able to stay in this hoodie." Once again there was nothing so you sighed to yourself, throwing the phone onto the floor and deciding that it was going to take drastic measures to get them to look at you so that's what you did. You crawled out of the living room and walked towards your shared bedroom, digging through your wardrobe to try and find something sexy that the boys could potentially see you in settling on a red lingerie one-piece set.

Biting down on your lip you stared up at Felix as he pressed buttons on the controller he was using, he either hadn't noticed that you were sitting between his legs or he had and just wasn't bothered. Slowly you dragged your hand over the crotch of his pants applying a small amount of pressure where you knew his member was sitting and he squirmed a little, shifting in place as soon as your hand came into contact with his cock.

"Hyunjin, top floor!" He yelled out as he shifted again only this time he was shifting away from you, sitting back on the sofa and away from your reach as he kept his eyes on the screen.

"I got him," Hyunjin replied as he began shooting one of the characters on the screen, you huffed as you moved over to sit between Hyunjin's legs but before you could even touch him he sighed and sat back against the sofa.

"If we win this round we go through to the finals, it'll be great Lix." Hyunjin said as he continued to shoot random characters on the screen, you turned to see what it was that they were playing but you had no idea. All of it looked the same to you and you didn't see what the big deal was about playing so much, it seemed as though that was all they would do. Play the game all of the time without breaks it felt like sometimes.

"What do I have to do to get your attention? Sleep with someone else?" You mumbled sarcastically as you laid down on the floor in front of them staring at them as you waited for something, anything, to happen but there was no reaction.

"Like trying to get blood out of a rock," You hissed as you squeezed your thighs together feeling yourself getting wetter at the thought of them taking you on the floor right where you laid. All that had been playing in your mind all day was the thought of them both taking you at the same time. It had been so hard to concentrate on anything besides that, that you hardly got any work done and left early just to see them.

Running your hand down your stomach you looked over at both of them, their eyebrows were scrunched together as they concentrated on the screens.

"Fine, if you don't want to give me attention. I'll give it to myself," You hummed as you began to rub your clit through the thing lace fabric of the one-piece you were sporting. Whimpering out as you felt just how needy you were for any kind of touch from someone you could feel just how wet you were just from the thought of them.

"L-Lix," You whined out as you arched your back a little, rubbing your clit in small circles it was as if every part in your body became hyperaware of everything around you.

"H-Hyunjin," You stuttered out as your pulse began to pound, your heart crashing against your chest as you continued to touch and rub yourself in a way that made your hips twitch.

A sudden growl interrupted your bliss as you looked over at the boys who were now staring at you with their mouths hanging open.

"Look at you," Hyunjin chuckled darkly as he continued to watch you rubbing yourself, his eyes never living yours for even a second as they died on the screen, their characters letting out disgruntled groans as they died.

"Such a filthy little girl right in front of us," Felix added as he licked his lips, his eyes glued to where your fingers were pleasuring yourself but you smirked at them.

"Someone had to please me since you were so busy," You chastised them as you rolled your head back letting out a small whine.

"I bet you're so soft, wet and ready." Hyunjin's voice came out low and lush as he watched you, licking his lips at the mere thought of getting to taste you.

"Such a filthy little slut, what if someone walked through the door," Felix growled as he got down onto the floor beside you, it wasn't completely unusual for one of their friends to just walk into the apartment you shared but right now all you cared about was getting fucked.

"Then let them watch," You quipped when suddenly your hand was swatted away from your clit making you hiss in protest.

"Look at that," Hyunjin chuckled as he practically ripped the thin fabric off your body, discarding it somewhere behind him as both boys stared at your soaking core.

"Filthy little girl is dripping all over the floor." A finger, you didn't know whose, ran up your folds making you shiver at the sudden contact.

"Just as Hyunjin though, soft, wet and ready." You giggled as Felix looked at you, sucking his finger clean while Hyunjin took over your job of rubbing your clit. You shuddered as the friction of his fingers made your head spin,

"Do you like that?" He questioned as he continued to move his fingers, your hips rolled as you searched for more of his touch. He laughed softly as he looked at you,

"I'm taking that as a yes...I want to do more than this though baby...After teasing us by walking around like this," He chuckled as he gestured to the hard-on that was in his trousers.

"Then the phoney phone calls you had with yourself," Felix growled in your ear sending a shiver down your spine as your eyes widened. They'd been listening to you the whole time but had been ignoring you?

"You fake it, do you baby? Because the last time I got you to squirt...I don't think that was faking it," Hyunjin grumbled as he began leaving soft kissing down your thighs, biting down on your skin whenever he had the chance.

"You want someone else to fuck you? Another one?" Felix chuckled as he began to play with your breasts in his hands, grasping roughly as you cried out his name.

"Is two of us not enough? Out greedy little whore wants another cock stuffed inside of her?" You whimpered as he whispered in your ear, roughly playing with your hardened nipples between his small fingers.

"L-Lix-!" You couldn't finish what you were about to say as you let out a scream of pleasure, Hyunjin's lips had found themselves on your core, biting on your outer labia as you moaned out his name.

"Tastes divine," He groaned against your cunt making you shiver as he continued to run his tongue through your folds the aching inside of you was almost unbearable as you felt yourself getting closer to your release.

"J-Just like that," You breathed out as your back arched away from the floor and you made eye contact with Felix above you. Hyunjin pushed a finger into you and you lifted your hips, moaning out as he added yet another finger.

"You're so tight, but ready for more." He breathed out as he began to rub your clit with his thumb, thrusting his fingers in and out of you as you began to pant heavily.

"C-Close," You warned him as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of you, smirking as he felt you clenching around his fingers each time he moved them.

"Then cum, right now." He ordered as Felix watched you, pumping himself in his hand - you hadn't even noticed of heard him getting changed from his clothes but you weren't complaining. Without warning you came around Hyunjin's fingers moaning out his name as he continued to roll his thumb over your clit. Your hips twitched as you moaned out his name, feeling as though your entire body was on fire from just his fingers.

"Such a dirty slut," Felix mumbled as Hyunjin began to strip himself out of his clothes as you turned onto your hands and knees in front of Felix. His cock standing to attention right in front of you as you carefully took him into your hand, pumping slowly while applying a small amount of pressure.

"Have you been needy all day?" Hyunjin chuckled as he slapped your ass softly, grabbing a handful after as he massaged your skin to soothe the achness.

"Y-Yes," You stuttered out looking up at Felix as he licked his lips, running the tip of his cock along your bottom lip.

"Suck," He ordered as he stared down at you, waiting for you to take him into your mouth but you didn't, not yet.

"I-I want something," You whispered as you looked at them both biting down on your lip.

"Name it princess, even if you are being a brat you might just get what you want," Felix cooed as he held your face in his hands, smirking as he saw a glimmer of hope flicker in your eyes.

"I-I want you both to fuck me." Hyunjin let out a breathy laugh as he went to say that was what they were planning but you shook your head,

"I-I want one of you to fuck me in the ass," You felt your whole body heat up with embarrassment as you said it out loud for the first time. It wasn't as though it was a completely taboo subject, you used anal toys before and you had been working up to it but neither of them had expected it right now from you.

"If you're sure," Felix whispered as you nodded egarly at him as you licked the tip of his cock, smirking as you could already taste the precum leaking from him.

"I do, I want that...Please," You begged as you turned to glance over your shoulder at Hyunjin who practically lept up from the floor to go and get the lube from the bedroom while you giggled.

"You're such a brat, teasing us like this and then getting your way?" Felix tutted as he forced you to look up at him as he smirked,

"You want Hyunjin to fuck you in the ass while I fuck this dirty little mouth?" You nodded as his hand slowly moved down to your neck, running his thumb up and down your smooth skin as you smiled at him. You knew what he was going to do as soon as his hand came into contact with your neck.

"Such a good little slut, always willing to do whatever we want for pleasure," A small amount of pressure was applied to your neck and you let out a breathy moan.

It wasn't long until Hyunjin was back, applying lube to your hole as you looked back at him. Moaning out as he eased one finger into you to make sure that you were positive you wanted what he was going to do.

"Please Hyunjin," You begged as Felix turned you back to look at him, his cock practically dripping precum as he watched you.

"Take her Hyunjin," Felix chuckled darkly as you looked up at him, licking the tip of his cock over and over again until he pushed his cock into your mouth roughly, making you gag as he touched the back of your throat suddenly.

"Such a warm little mouth," He breathed as he closed his ees, his head rolling back as you began moving your head on your own.

"Ready?" Hyunjin questioned as he lined himself up at your whole, you hummed around Felix making him grunt out in pleasure.

"She's ready," He moaned out as he looked down at you, hand on the back of your neck as he wrapped the other around the front of your neck ready to choke you just the way you liked it.

"Fuck!" You cried out as you pulled Felix from your mouth, Hyunjin was pressed deep inside of you as your eyes rolled back. The stretching was almost unbearable so he held himself still, holding onto your hips as he let you relax a little around him.

As soon as you were comfortable you moaned around Felix's cock and Hyunjin began to move his hips, snapping against yours as you cried out around Felix.

"F-Fuck, she seems to like that Hyung," Felix moaned out as he felt you moaning around his length with each thrust you got from Hyunjin. Your hips raised as he continued to fuck into you at a swift pace, his hand rubbing your clit underneath as you as you whimpered out.

"Such a good little slut, taking it up the ass and in the mouth." Hyunjin moaned out as he felt you tightening around him each time he slipped into you.

Their rhythms gained in synchronicity and your moans began to send Felix over the edge as he felt himself getting closer to cumming,

"Oh holy shit," He moaned out as he began to choke you softly, making you clench harder around Hyunjin as you whined around Felix's cock. You could tell he was getting closer from the way he thrust his hips into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat as he grunted. Hyunjin smirked as he began to rub your clit between his thumb and finger, thrustsing his cock into you as you let out moans, the coil in your stomach beginning to tighten as you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. Hyunjin's pace increased and his cock never failed to make you feel good as he continued rolling his thumb over your clit,

"F-Fuck." Hyunjin moanedout as he felt you tightening and he knew you were going to cum around his cock, he pushed two fingers into your cunt curling them to reach your g-spot as you screamed out his name. Your fingers dug into the carpeted floor as your toes curled, the sudden pleasure sending you over the edge as you walls clenched around Hyunjin's fingers and cock, muscles shaking with pleasure you let out screams of pleasure. Hyunjin kept his thrusts moving until he could no longer stand it, he slipped out of you and joined Felix in front of you as they began pumping themselves.

"My job," You giggled as you got onto your knees and began pumping each of them in your hand, taking it in turns to lick each of them from the bottom to the tip, sucking softly as they sighed out in pleasure.

Moments later both boys climbed over the edge as they came into your mouth, a giant smirk on your face as you looked up at them.

"Swallow," Hyunjin breathed out as he looked into your eyes, both of them moaning as you began to gargle on their cum before swallowing each drop. Licking them clean after you were done before smiling back at them.

Laying there on the floor with them you smiled as each of them wrapped an arm around your waist, hugging you as they kissed the top of your head softly.

"I promise to give you more attention from now on," Felix chuckled as he kissed your forehead, Hyunjin nodded in agreement as he kissed your cheek.

"We will give you all the attention you want," He laughed softly as he reached behind him for a blanket, wanting you to be covered as you both made your way to have a shower.

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