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scholastic-dragon · 11 months

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Heeeeyyyy :) (I feel like I’m at a drive thru every time I request something)

Can we have some TMNT bayverse fluff where reader is in a relationship with one of the boys already but for some reason there’s a game and they get hella competitive and the prize is a kiss? Up to you whether boyfriend turtle wins the kiss or one of his brothers does, and I’m not picky on who the relationship is with go hog wild :)

Thank you!

*over speaker* welcome to my tumblr page, may I take your order?

I have a fun idea for this one *evil giggle*

I did the prompt and then some

IM SO SORRY THIS TOO ME SO LONG TO POST

Warnings: the reader and turtles are over 21, there's talk of drinking, Donnie being a little shithead, spelling mistakes

Brotherly Competition

It was too good an opportunity to pass up.

It was Friday game night at the Lair and you and the boys were sat on the floor playing spin the bottle. Mikey, of course, had brought the game up given that your three -very pretty- roommates also came down to the party.

Quick kisses and giggles were exchanged, perhaps it was also that your roommate had brought some twisted tea.

After about 45 minutes of playing, it was Donnie's turn. Smiling, a little drunkenly, he spun the glass Fanta bottle.

Everyone made fun excited noises until the nose of the bottle stopped at your knee.

Instead of laughing and hooting like the others, the group went silent. Unlike your roommates and the turtles, you weren't single. You and the blue banded hero had recently made things official, so this situation was "awkward".

You tried (and failed) to hide your smile, shrugging and leaning forward on your knees toward the tall nerd.

Mikey - sitting to your left - grabbed your arm, making a face at you. "Y/n," He lightly scolded.

You shrugged his arm off you. "It's just a little peck, Mike, it's not like he's going to use tounge,"

"Don't tempt me," Donnie mused, taking a sip of his twisted tea, licking his lips as he set the can down at his side.

"Leo," Raph spoke up next, sitting on Mikeys other side. Even he had to admit, it was fun to mess and pick on each other, but kissing your brothers partner was a line you did not cross.

Leo, sitting to your right, was typing away on his phone, not even paying attention. At the mention of his name, his brows lifted but his gaze stayed on the screen. "Hmm?"

Raph scoffed, folding his arms across his chest. Mikey was still staring with wide eyes as you leaned forward, crawling on your hands and knees to the center of the circle.

Donnie met you halfway, not even bothering to hide his smirk. His hand came up, cupping your face.

The kiss was hard and passionate, the kind only reserved for closed doors. One that took the air from your lungs, left your face and neck flushed, and made your knees tremble.

When he pulled away a small string of spit connected you as he slipped back into his spot. You wiped your lips with the back of your hand, going back to sitting cross legged in your spot.

Everyone stared with slack jaws and unbelieving eyes.

"Leo." Mikey said exasperated. Finally, the leader looked up, glancing between all the bewildered faces.

"Oh, is it my turn?" Putting his phone into his pocket, he reached forward, grabbing the bottle and spinning it.

While the others glanced to each other, you made eye contact with Donnie, who gave you a not-so-subtle wink.

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Given how athletic the boys were, it shouldn't be a surprise that they are exceptional at any sport they tried.

It's the middle of the night, you, your roommates, and the turtles are out in an abandoned park playing basketball. Mikey is destroying your roommates, while Raph and Leo laugh at your side.

"Oh, come on, Mike! This isn't fair!" One of your friends complains, panting heavily.

"How about we make it a challenge?" You tease, seeing how all four brothers perked up. Even Donnie, who was sitting on the sides on his phone.

"Whoever scores the most points wins, it's simple," You smirk at your boyfriend, him recognizing your plan.

"I don't know if ya ever played before, shorty, but-" Raph playfully punched your shoulder.

"I'm in," Donnie stood, interrupting his brother, walking over to the group.

"I'm in as well!' Mikey chimed in. Your roommates agreed as well, nodding enthusiasticly.

"What's the prize?" Donnie asked.

You tapped your chin, fake thinking. "How about a kiss?"

Your roommates made 'ooh' sounds and quickly got into their spots. You glanced a Donnie a moment too long before turning to your boyfriend.

"No hard feelings if I kick your butt?" You ask sweetly, lifting up into your tiptoes, fingers twirling around his mask strings.

"No hard feelings," He leaned in and kissed you. You smiled against his lips, knowing just exactly what he was giving you permission to do.

After quite a long and strenuous game, it shocked the hell out of every one when Leo and Donnie were the last two playing. Every one else bowed out after getting beat or simply being very tired.

Raph and Mikey made bets on who would win, playfully punching your shoulder about the bet you'd made.

But you knew, no matter who won, you'd be happy.

In a last second move, Donnie won the game, cheering and running around the court laughing. Leo, panting, also laughed, giving his brother a high five.

"Told ya," Raph snatched the twenty dollar bill from Mikey's palm, laughing loudly as he stood from the bleachers and walked to the center of the court.

Mikey rolled his eyes but followed him, you jumped down too. It was now only the five of you, because you roommates had called it a night about 20 minutes ago.

"My prize?" Donnie smugly sauntered over to you, eyeing you up and down. Raph and Mikey made faces again, glancing between you three.

"Oh right," You tapped your chin, smiling up at him. "What was it that I promised you again?"

Not responding, Donnie looped an arm around your waist, pulling you close, your hands splaying against his plastron. Leaning down, Donnie pressed a lingering kiss to your lips.

"Guys!"

Pulling back and glancing to Mikey, who had a concerned and scared look on his face, you both shrugged.

"Leo, are you really going to allow this?" Raph added on, looking to Leo who was smiling softly and shrugged.

"He won the game,"

"He's kissing your girl!" Raph argued.

Leo rolled his eyes, glancing down at his phone. "We should get back to the lair, we have training in the morning."

Mikey and Raph stuttered, wanting to argue more, but gave up and followed their oldest brothers order.

You and Donnie couldn't hold back your laughter, pressing your face into his neck as he tickled your sides.

"It's nice to know they actually care about our relationships," Donnie mused, kissing your hairline.

"You guys are going to give them a heart attack," Leo smiled approaching you two.

"Oh come on, it's just a bit of fun!" You laugh, turning to face both of them, one arm looped around Donnie's arm.

"Yeah, they tease us all the time, it's just some harmless prank," Donnie piped in.

"We'll tell them eventually," You reason, laughing when Donnie leaned over and pinched your sides.

"Or maybe they'll figure it out themselves!" He laughed.

"yeah," Leo crossed his arms playfully. "I don't think y/n dating the both of us will be their first thoughts,"

"Either way,"You take Leo's hand, kissing his knuckles. "I'm having a lot of fun with you guys,"

"We are too," Leo squeezed your hand, pulling you forward, one hand slipping into your hair and kissing you.

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Raph and Mikey watched from a dark alley, eyes blown wide.

"damn it," Raph grumbles, forking over the twenty bucks he took from Mikey earlier.

"Told you so," Mikey sang, shoving the money into his pocket.

"How'd you even guess that anyway?" Raph grumbled, crossing his arms, leaning back against the buildings stone wall.

"I didn't," Mikey smiled, slowly backing away. "Did you know Leo leaves his diary on his nightstand?" Mikey took off like a rocket when he saw Raph's face change.

"You cheater!" Raph chased after his youngest brother, cursing him all the way back to the lair.

@thelaundrybitch @happymoonangel @post-apocalyptic-daydream @m1dnyt3-w0lf @mysticboombox @eveandtheturtles @pheradream-15 @leosgirl82 @sketchy-loo6195

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banqanas · 5 months

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head full of jsb land and dunk, dont think i can be coherent at work today

#banantxt #more people are posting their fancams from dunk and everything are so cute 😭😭😭#sotasota and befirst ryoki dancing together!!!!!#befirst sota and fanta sota hugging!!!!!#keito being cute with sawanatsu and taiki!!!!!#OoooHHHH I NEED TO WATCH DUNK SO BADLY...!!!!#i honestly wouldnt be so pressed about dunk if it was just a live event #but there will be online stream later which means i can watch it too!!!#THAT MEANS I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO LOOK FORWARD TO....!!!#ahhhh being otaku is so busy so fun 😇🙏

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lovesongbracket · 1 year

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Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Demolition Lovers

Written By: Matt Pelissier, Mikey Way, Ray Toro & Gerard Way

Artist: My Chemical Romance

Released: 2002

The Demolition Lovers are the couple seen on the cover for MCR’s next album, Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge. This song, along with much of the album, is a prequel to the story of Three Cheers… in which a man makes a deal with the devil to get his dead lover back by killing 1,000 evil men and giving the devil their souls in exchange for her. This song is most likely where the lover dies. The two “Demolition Lovers” are featured on the cover of the album.

[Verse 1] Hand in mine, into your icy blues And then I'd say to you, "We could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition, too" I'd end my days with you, in a hail of bullets [Chorus] I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know just how much you mean to me And after all the things We put each other through and [Verse 2] I would drive on to the end with you A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full And I feel like there's nothing left to do But prove myself to you, and we'll keep it running [Chorus] But this time, I mean it I'll let you know just how much you mean to me As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of everything I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know how much you mean As days fade and nights grow And we grow cold [Post-Chorus] Until the end, until this pool of blood Until this, I mean this, I mean this, until the end of [Chorus] I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know how much you mean As days fade and nights grow And we grow cold But this time, we'll show them We'll show them all how much we mean As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of every… [Interlude] All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] As lead rains will pass on through Our phantoms forever, forever Like scarecrows that fuel this flame We're burning forever and ever Know how much I want to show you You're the only one Like a bed of roses There's a dozen reasons in this gun [Outro] And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever!

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Bmblb

Written By: Jeff Williams

Artist: Jeff Williams feat. Casey Lee Williams

Released: 2017

“Bmblb” is a song from the RWBY Volume 4 Soundtrack that has never been seen anywhere in the actual series (yet). It is short for “Bumblebee,” which in-universe is the name of Yang Xiao Long’s bike as well as her and Blake Belladonna’s team attack in Volume 2, but is used out-of-universe as the unofficial fan couple name for both of them. Therefore, while some interpret this as a love song between Yang and her bike, many others, upon closer inspection of the lyrics, see this as a love song between Yang and Blake, with either one expressing their love for the other.

[Intro] There's a garden where I go If you meet me there, no one will know In the springtime, in the sun We can be alone without anyone [Verse 1] All the butterflies and the birds Keep our secret, no, they won't say a word But they watch us, and they know And they're happy as they see our love grow [Pre-Chorus] We'll sit for a while as I drink in your smile It feels like a dream that's come true My head starts to buzz And my heart fills with love over you [Chorus] Baby, can't you see? You could be with me We could live inside a garden of ecstasy You could be my queen I could be your dream Our lives like a fantasy Maybe set me free Let me be your bumblebee [Verse 2] Now the flowers are in bloom And you've chased away my darkness and gloom When the wind blows through the trees And your voice is like a song in the breeze [Pre-Chorus] My doubts disappear every time that you're near Clouds seem to run from the sky The thought of your kiss Sends my soul into bliss, I get high [Chorus] Baby, can't you see? You could be with me We could live inside a garden of ecstasy You could be my queen I could be your dream Our lives like a fantasy Maybe set me free Let me be your— [Bridge] Like a serenade, every word you say Has me fallin' more and more in love with you Like a Purdie beat, you are oh-so sweet Everyday is sunny, tastes like honey Feel so alive, take me back to the hive [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Baby, can't you see? You could be with me We could live inside a garden of ecstasy You could be my queen I could be your dream Life's like a fantasy Maybe set me free Let me be your bumblebee

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#my chemical romance #mcr #demolition lovers #bmblb #rwby #polls #poll tournament #poll bracket #tournament #bracket #lovesongbracket #round1

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nateconnolly · 8 months

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Are you guys ready to see the absolute most self-indulgent thing I have ever posted? A little treat that’s just one nudge away from being egotistical hedonism? I refuse to apologize for this and I had soo soooo much fun making it, but if you roll your eyes at this concept I’d completely understand. Are you reeeaaaady?

Assemblage poem made out of asks and notes on my posts! (sources for quotations under the cut)

things to remember: humanity, love, the weight of it all. time is a flat circle. things to remember: how neanderthals had rituals to bury their dead. how their remains show that they also cared for their disabled and injured people, too. you will find us in every animal and you shall find every animal within us. humanity is precious. humanity is very small. we’re just accidental blips in the infinite hotel. we are time-bound creatures who nonetheless touch infinity through our relationship with our past and future selves, even when it’s just our handprints reaching across the aeons. things to remember: humanity, love, the weight of it all. things to remember: we are worth saving.

If I used your tag and you want me to take down this post/make it unrebloggable, let me know in dms.

I took great liberties with punctuation and capitalization. I also made some slight edits to the words for grammar like changing “remainings” to “remains”. I have not credited simple phrases like “humanity” or “love,” which have been tagged on my posts hundreds of times. Obviously, using someone’s tags does not mean I’ve extensively vetted their blog for any hint of a microaggression, or even that I vibe with all of their tags.

the phrase “things to remember” is from @itsallaces

"the weight of it all" is from @surfledblues

"time is a flat circle" @betzyspiral

"how Neanderthals..." @kimmkitsuragi

"you will find in us every animal and you shall find in us every animal" @gratingasshat

@fantajoseph wrote the phrase "we're just accidental blips" while describing their story idea. (Wasn't sure if you would feel comfortable with me sharing your whole concept with the class. I can edit this post to show the original tags if you want, Fanta).

I added the Infinite Hotel part because somebody tagged one of my stories with the Hilbert logical problem

"we are time-bound... future selves" is by @triflesandparsnips

"handprints across the aeons" was from @marisolinspades

"we are worth saving" is by @lavendersunfade

#original post #poetry

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bbyquokka · 2 years

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3′s a crowd. ✧ ﾟ 🕊

🐣: pairing: Lee Felix x F!Reader x Han Jisung

🐣: genre: smut. 18- DNI

🐣: synopsis: reader is curious as to who the real Jisung is. With felix’s permission, Jisung joins in with their sexual acts.

🐣: warnings: smut, threesome, unprotected sex, protected sex, penetration, blow job, pet names (baby girl, baby, kitten), fingering, slight breeding kink, domination, dirty talk, explicate language, degrading, throat fucking, mentions of masturbation, fantasies, cum play (?), rutting.

🐣: words: 6k

🐣: a/n: uh. this is just filth, idk what to say except for, enjoy? lmao. debated on whether i should post this now or on felix / jisungs birthday but it is their birthday month so 🤷🏻‍♀️😁 dw, i havent forgotten about Seungmin. i have some ideas for him, so be prepared. 🥰

likes, feedback and reblogs are welcome, especially reblogs as they help get my fics out there. ty all for the love as of lately!

lmk if i missed anything in the warnings & enjoy 🖤

🐣: master list

"have you ever thought about having a threesome?" you asked nonchalantly to your boyfriend, whilst chucking more popcorn in your mouth.

Felix blinked at you, brain short circuiting. Once his mind processed the question and the way you asked him, like you just asked him how the weather was, he looked back at the movie playing on the TV screen.

"Uh, yeah. I guess."

"Me too." Your eyes glued to the screen, shovelling popcorn in your mouth. Truth be told, you lost interest in the movie. It was some cheesy, boring rom com with the typical storyline. You was more interested in the current converation you was having with your 4 month boyfriend. "Who'd you want it with? male or female?"

You turned your head and looked at Felix, who was now looking at you. He thought for a second before shrugging.

"I dont really care. Gender doesnt matter to me." You nodded. "And you?" Felix reached for his can of Fanta, taking a sip.

You smirked before replying. "Jisung." Felix spluttered, the Fanta going down the wrong hole causing him to cough. You patted his back gently, concerned but also amused at his reaction.

"Jisung? as in, Han Jisung? My band member, Jisung??" You nodded and hummed. "Why Jisung?"

You thought for a second, before smiling ear to ear. "Because i want to ruin him."

Felix looked confused, eyebrows knitted together. "Huh?" you moved the popcorn onto the floor, shuffling closer to Felix.

"There is something about that cute, lil quokka that makes me wonder. He is adorable, sweet, funny and acts oh so innocent, but i know, deep down, he's a perv. I have a feeling he would be all shy, like a virgin, but he just wouldnt be able to help himself as soon as he would see boobs or pussy."."

You was grinning devilishly, eyes sparkling as you spoke. "I want to ruin him felix. i want to break him and make him a whimpering mess. I want to see who the real Han Jisung is."

that conversation happened 2 months ago and you cannot help but think about it. Felix seemed to have forgotten about the conversation or maybe he is just pretending to. Either way, you wanted it to happen and with it being their birthdays, you thought it would be a splendid 'surprise.'

You was making your way to the dormitory to surprise Felix whilst holding some sunflowers. They seemed fitting considering it was your sunshine's birthday. You knocked on the door a few times, waiting until you heard footsteps and that familiar low voice. "Coming! just a second!"

you laughed as you heard him trip over someone's shoes, probably changbins considering Felix cursed him. The door opened and you beamed at your flustered lover.

"(Y/N)! What are you doing here?"

"Its your birthday, Felix. Am i not allowed to visit my precious boy on his special day?" You pouted. Felix shook his head.

"Ah no! thats not what i meant. Im just surprised, thats all. Come in!." Felix stepped to the side and you walked inside, taking off your shoes as the door closed behind you.

The first thing you noticed, was the smell that filled the dorm. It smelt like brownies, the sweet scent hitting your nostrils, making your mouth water and stomach grumble.

"You baking, felix?" He had made his way to the kitchen and you followed shortly after. He hummed as he went back to mixing what looked to be – cookie dough! You stood beside him, watching him mix. His tiny hands holding the wooden spoon, veins protruding on his hands. The way his muscles would flex made your knees weak.

"So, what brings you here? We wasnt supposed to meet until later tonight for dinner." Felix looked at you, bringing you out of your gaze. You beamed and held up the sunflowers.

"Happy Birthday, Sunshine!" Felix smiled, his eyes crinkled at the side turning into crescents. He put down the bowl and spoon and took the flowers off you.

"Awe! Thank you angel. They're so pretty." Felix sniffed them once before searching the cupboards for a vase or a jug, just something to hold the flowers. As you was watching him, you noticed that the dorm was unusually quiet.

"Where is everyone?"

"Hmm, Hyunjin is at an art museum, i.n and seungmin are having a lunch data, Minho, Changbin and Chan are at the gym and Jisung went to the store, claimed he wanted something sweet to eat." Felix was filling a jug full of water as he spoke, putting the flowers in and placing them on the dining table.

You felt a little disappointed when you heard Jisung wasnt around, but none the less, it was you and Felix. The possibilities of what you two could get up to, was endless.

"Soooo, it's just us two?" You walked to Felix, hands behind your back as he was talking out freshly baked brownies from the over. He looked over at you and cocked an eyebrow.

"It sure is, baby." You smirked, watching him placing the brownies on a cooling rack and turning off the over. You leant against the counter as felix took the oven gloves off, walking over to you. "Why? what do you want, princess?"

He stood in front off you, hands on the counter behind you ultimately trapping you between his body. You licked your lips, eyes darting back and forth from his eyes to his lips.

"I want you, Felix." You cupped his cheeks gently, thumb stroking over his freckles as he leaned in. Your lips met each other, slotting perfectly together. Your lips moved in sync with one another. The kiss was sweet but passionate, lust slowly building up.

Felix held onto your waist as your hands moved from his cheeks to behind his neck, interlocking your fingers. Felix gently bit your lower lip, asking for permission. You hummed and parted your lips, your tongues meeting halfway and colliding with each other in a tangled, saliva mess.

Your breathing started to become laboured, head feeling light as you melted into the kiss, into Felix. You could feel arousal building up in the pit of your stomach as well as Felix's semi poking you through the material of his sweatpants.

He pulled you flush against him, rutting against you to cause some type of friction between you both. You whimpered into his mouth, saliva threatening to spill from the corners of your mouth. You hands had moved over to grip onto his shoulders.

Felix pulled way first, panting for air and breaking off the string of saliva that connected you both. His cheeks are flushed, lips swollen, his eyes shining and filled with lust. Once you both caught your breath, you leaned in and grazed your lips against his.

"im not wearing any underwear." You whispered, breath fanning against his lips. Felix growled, emitting a shiver to run through your body.

"Oh really now?" You nodded and hummed.

"You can check if you want." Felix's hands travelled down your sides to the button of your jeans. You watched his every move as he unbuttoned and unzipped them.

His hand travelled down and inside, fingers grazing over the skin and your clit. True to your word, you wasnt wearing any panties.

"Holy shit baby." Felix grumbled. His fingers rubbed small and slow circles on your clit. Soft moans and whimpers escaped your mouth as you leant against the counter. You parted your legs slightly, helping Felix to get more access.

He pushed his hand further inside, fingers teasing your entrance. You was wet, but not wet enough. Looking you in the eyes, he took his hand out, causing you to whimper from the loss of touch and warmth.

"Suck." You swallowed, his fingers level with your mouth. You opened willingly, holding onto his wrists as you sucked his index and middle finger, tongue swirling around the digits, coating them nicely in your saliva.

Felix sighed in content, watching you. "Ah, you're such a good girl, (Y/N) Always doing as you are told for me. But that's because you know that good girls, get rewards."

He pulled his fingers out off your mouth before they disappeared again in your pants. His wet fingers circling your entrance, your juices mixing together with your saliva. He slowly inserted his middle finger, your body tensed a little.

"Relax baby." Felix whispered, slowly moving his finger. You allowed yourself to relax, to embrace in the pleasure. Soft moans escaped your swollen lips as you held onto Felix's shoulders gently. Felix felt you relaxing around him, allowing him to move faster.

You started to feel good, so good in fact. Your moaning increased in frequency, becoming more and more. You felt your arousal building up, getting wetter and wetter with each thrust of his fingers

Felix inserted his second finger carefully, a loud moan in the form of his name erupting from your lips. He moved his fingers fast, your juices coating his fingers. with his free hand, he lifted up your t-shirt, licking his lips once he saw your breasts bounce free.

"wow, you really wasnt lying when you said you wasnt wearing any underwear." He mumbled as you nodded. Holding your t-shirt above your breasts, he leaned in, kissing and sucking on the flesh. He ranged for sucking to biting, swapping from right to left, making sure both breasts got just as much love.

His tongue would dart out, licking your sensitive and hard nipples, occasionally sucking them. You was so lost in the immense pleasure. You was becoming unaware of your surroundings with each suck, each kiss and each thrust of his fingers.

Your ears perked up with the sound of someone walking into the dorm. You soon forgot about it as Felix scissored and curled his fingers inside you.

"Hey Felix, have you seen my wallet? I ca-" Both you and felix spun your heads around to see where the sound was coming from, Felix's movements halting.

You started to feel more excited when your eyes landed on a flustered Han Jisung. His mouth open, face beet red, eyes flickering from Felixs hand in your pants to your exposed breasts.

"I-Im so sorry. I'll get going now! Sorry to disturb you both!" Jisung rushed away as Felix removed his hand, allowing you to fix your clothing. You looked at Felix, eyes sparkling as if to ask him for permission. He laughed and stroked your cheek gently.

"You can ask him, princess. Meet me in my room when you've convinced him" You beamed, kissing him softly before dashing off to catch up with Jisung who was in the living area.

"Hey Jisung." You cooed, walking up to him.

"Oh, hey (Y/N)" Jisung looked at his feet, trying to avoid eye contact with you. His hands clasped together, trying to hide his obvious semi. You raised a brow and smirked, facing him. His face still red and flustered.

"Sorry you had to see that."

"Ah no, its ok. Uh, its kinda expected when you live with a bunch of guys." he let out a forced laugh, feeling awkward and shy around you.

"That's true." You walked closer to him, bodies almost touching. Jisung could feel the heat from you radiating. He glanced up at you and swallowed. Your cheeks were pink, lips swollen and your eyes shone and held mischief.

You leaned in slowly to his ear, causing Jisung to freeze. You smirked. "I know you liked it though, Jisung." His eyes widen as you licked the shell of his ear slowly. You pulled away, amused by his reaction.

"W-What do you mean?" You rolled your eyes and click your tongue.

"Oh Jisung. Dont think i dont know. Ive seen the way you look at me. I feel your eyes burning on me. I see the way you look at my legs, my arse and my breasts."

You smirked, squeezing and lifting your breasts over the material of your t-shirt. Jisungs eyes immediately glanced down at your actions, staring a little too much before looking back at you. You was smirking and thats when he realised –

He had fallen for your little trap.

"You see Jisung. Im interested in you. You act so innocent and so shy when it comes to sex. But i have a feeling that, deep down, you're a perv. That when i go home, you scurry away to your bedroom and tug on your cock, thinking of me. Thinking about cumming on my tits, arse or back." You licked your lips, Jisungs brain short circuiting.

You leaned in and grazed your lips against his own. "I want to ruin you Jisung, find the real you. So-" You pulled away and stood straight "-why don't you join me and felix? do what you truly desire. Make your dreams come true."

Jisung blinked a few times at you, his reaction the same as Felix's when you mentioned you wanted Jisung to join you both.

"You want me to join in?" He whispered. You nodded. "Dont worry though ji. Ive already spoke about this with Felix and he's okay with it." You beamed. You watched the cogs in his brain working overtime.

"I dont know, (Y/N)." You pouted before grabbing his hand and placing it on your breast. Jisung swallowed, looking at you as you smiled.

"Please Jisung. I'll put my mouth to good use for you." You squeezed his crotch, causing Jisung to grunt and involuntarily buck his hips. You palmed his cock slowly over the material, Jisung groaning and grunting.

"Pretty please, ji." You pouted, bating your eyes and giving him your best puppy eyes. "Let me ruin you." Jisung swallowed and nodded "okay, okay. i'll join."

You grinned and grabbed his hand, leading him to Felix's room. You opened the door, walking inside with Jisung behind you. You closed and locked the door, skipping over to Felix, who was situated on his gaming chair.

Sitting on his lap, you grinned. "I succeeded, sunshine."

Felix smiled and patted your head softly. "Good girl. I knew you could do it." You mewled at the praise, feeling a sense of achievement. Getting praises from Felix was your favourite thing because you knew you did a good enough job for him.

You looked over at Jisung, who was stood awkwardly at the door. You shuffled on Felix's lap, resting so your back was against his chest.

"Ji, you sure you're okay with this? its perfectly okay to change your mind." you stood up off Felix's lap, walking to Jisung and held his hand gently. "If you're uncomfortable with this, thats perfectly fine. Me and Felix wont make you do anything you don't want to."

Holding his hand softly, your soft skin coming to contact with his own made his breath hitch in his throat. He swallowed a little, looking at you and shaking your head.

"No, its okay. Im okay. I just dont know what to do or where to start." Jisung shifted on his feet. You squeezed his hand as a way of reassuring him.

"You'll be okay, Ji." You whispered before pecking his cheek. You breasts grazing against his chest underneath the fabric. You noticed the way his jaw clenched, making you smirk and return back to your origanl position on Felix's lap.

"Felix, i think Ji needs help in relaxing." You cooed. Felix hummed, gently tilting your head to the side allowing him to pepper your neck with gently kissed. You hummed, keeping your gaze on Jisung as Felix licked a long strip from your neck to your ear.

He kissed and sucked on your lobe, causing you to shiver and goosebumps to appear on your skin. Kissing his way back down to your neck, you felt his teeth sinking into your flesh, his hands slowly making their way up and under your t-shirt.

"You look so beautiful." the man, who was stood in front of you, thought out loud. You smiled at Jisung before moaning as Felix was sucking your skin, purple bruises forming on your delicate skin.

"Lets show him how beautiful you truly can be, Princess." Felix murmured against your skin before lifting up your t-shirt, your breasts bouncing free for the second time that night. Felix peered over your shoulder to look at his best friend whos gaze was focused on your breasts.

You felt exposed. Naked. Your breasts, which was also covered in various marks from before, are on display to the man who has been fantasizing about them for months. Jisung watched Felix's squeeze, massage and play with your breasts, his fingers grazing and flicking over your sensitive and hard nipples.

You whimpered, rutting against Felix's boner feeling it grind against your ass. Deep grunts escaped Felixs lips, making you shiver and whimper. Noticing that Jisung was looking flustered, aroused, his hand palming himself through the material of his sweatpants, Felix patted your thigh gently.

"Why dont you make him feel good, Kitten." Felix grabbed your cheeks, squeezing them together gently before his fingers grazed over your lips. You opened your mouth, Felix's fingers finding their way inside as you sucked, keeping eye contact on Jisung the whole time. "Show him how good that mouth of yours really is."

Jisung whimpered, the thought of having your mouth around his cock excited him even further. Something he had been dreaming of for months, was about to come true and he was ecstatic.

"One rule though. Only i get to cum inside her."

You got up off Felixs lap, discarding your t-shirt was you walked towards jisung. You pressed your body flush against his, breasts squished against his chest.

"This is finally your moment, ji. now you can do all the perverted things youve always wanted to do to me. No more fantasies, no more jerking off." You squeezed his cock, Jisungs hips involuntarily bucking making you smirk. "I can make your dreams a reality, ji."

You grazed your lips against his. Jisungs hands placed awkwardly beside him, unsure of if he could – or should – touch you. He was fighting a battle within his brain. He wanted to touch you, to give into all his perverted thoughts and desires. For months he has been fantasising about your pretty little mouth around his cock or his face buried between your thighs, tasting and relishing in your essences.

He wants to see you squirm underneath him, be overwhelmed from the pleasure he would so willingly give to you. His mind has been consumed with dirty and sinful thoughts of his best friends girlfriend, that he almost feels guilty.

Because that's just it. You're his best friends girlfriend and although you have given him the opportunity to do as he so may wish, at the end of the day, Jisung is still a gentleman.

"i'll take good care of you Ji. Just tell me your desires and i'll fulfil them. i'll let you use me. Use my mouth, abuse my throat and my pussy." Jisung audibly swallowed, his rationality fading piece by piece the more you spoke.

You grabbed Jisung's hand, guiding it to your throat. His hand gently clasped around it, squeezing the sides. "I know you want me. I'll be a good for you. I'll take you and every single drop of your seed like a good little cum slut." You whispered.

Gone. Jisung's rationality was gone. The dirty talk tipped him over the edge. It was like you saw something snap inside him as his expression changed, eyes going dark with lust. His grip around your throat tightened, making you whimper and relish in the feeling.

"Such a vulgar mouth you have. I tried so hard to not give in but you made it damn impossible. So many thoughts, so many things im going to do with you." He growled before letting go off your throat and making his way towards the bed, spreading his legs open.

He pointed to the space and you walked over, kneeling between his legs. You rested your head on his thigh, face close to his hard cock. You palmed it slowly, eyes fixated on it, mouth watering.

"I wonder how big you are and if i can fit all of you in my tiny mouth." You squeezed his cock making Jisung grunt.

"Why dont you find out and put the dirty mouth to go use. show me what youre really like because so far, youve been all talk and no action." Jisung grabbed your wrist, pulling it away making you pout.

"I have you know, ji. that i can make Felix cum with just my mouth." You pouted, pulling jisung's sweatpants and underwear off. His cock sprung free, relieved to be free from their constraints.

Your mouth watered, tongue darting out to wet your lips. His tip was red and angry, pre cum coating it. He was a relatively good side and girth. You shuffled on your knees, clenching your thighs together to create friction for your achy core.

"you just going to stare at it or–" you blushed.

"Sorry, its just not what i expected." You whispered. Jisung ran his fingers through your hair and laughed. You looked over at Felix.

"Can i?"

"Do as you wish, princess." You grinned and focused your attention back onto Jisung. Your hand wrapped around the base of his length, causing the man above you to grunt.

Moving your hand up and down his length, rotating at the wrists, you kissed and licked the side. The warmth of his skin against your tongue and hand making you hum.

"Mhm." Jisung pressed his lips together, watching your moves anticipated for what you was doing to do next. Tucking your hair behind you ears, you knelt up tall. You looked at Jisung through your lashes, tongue flat as you glided it slowly across his angry tip. You hummed at the salty taste, kitten licking as jisung did everything in his power to not buck his hips and unintentionally hurt you.

Pulling away, you hovered over his cock. You smirked as you slowly let some of your saliva fall out of your mouth, hitting hit cock and making it was slowly down his length. Jisungs eyes widen at the lewd action, biting his lip to the point where he was sure he drew blood.

Finally, you wrapped your soft lips around his tip, sucking and swirling the tip of your tongue around it. Grunts and groans left the mans lips, your confidence growing as so did your arousal. You began to take more of Jisung in your mouth, the warmth and wetness surronding him, making him feel like he was on cloud 9.

"Mhm. This is a hundred times better than my dreams." He grunted as you hummed, your hair falling past your face as you bobbed your head. Jisung gathered your hair into a make shift ponytail, eyes glued to you as you sinfully sucked his cock.

Closing your eyes, you lowered your mouth further down so his tip hit the back of your throat. Jisung moaned, head thrown back as you bobbed your head, his tip hitting your throat. You suddenly halted your movements, jisungs eyes opening then widening when he saw you take his entire length down your throat, nose touching the pit of his stomach.

Your gag reflex activated, eyes watering as saliva pooled out of the corners of your mouth. You pulled away, panting for air as tears fell down your cheeks.

"Such a sinful mouth." Jisung wiped away your tears as you smirked. He watched you before his eyes widening as you repeated the same movements, allowing his cock to abuse your throat numours times.

Jisungs thighs clenched, close to releasing down your throat. His breathing was laboured, chest rising up and down as sweat coated his forehead, his hair sticking to his skin. Jisung pulled your hair roughly, pulling you out off your mouth. You whined and pouted, lips swollen and throat feeling raw.

"I'll end up cumming. i want to play with you some more, (Y/N) im having way too much fun to end it right here." His hand stroked down your hair, cheek until it rested under your chin. He looked at Felix.

"Is it okay if i fuck her?" You also looked over at Felix, who was now naked - standing up and sitting on the bed, back resting against the wall.

"Yeah. just dont cum inside her. thats my job." Jisung nodded and stood up, undressing. Jisung bent over, cupping your chin in his hand and smirking.

"You best be prepared, angel. Ive been waiting for this longer than you can ever imagine." You swallows, frozen on the spot by his sudden change of personality. Felix okaying Jisung to fuck you awakened something deep within jisung. His confidence grew, suffocating you.

"awe, whats wrong baby. cat got your tongue?" He laughed, letting go of your chin. He grabbed your hand and pulled you up on your feet, legs shaking.

"Strip." He growled. You looked at both men, heart hammering against your chest. You unbuttoned and unzipped your jeans, shimmying out off your jeans and stepping out.

You whimpered, feeling exposed and shy. Two pairs of eyes were on you and you felt small, shy and vulnerable. It excited you knowing the possibilities that could happen between all three of you. Your clenched thighs didnt go unnoticed by you boyfriend, who chuckled.

"Hey look ji. She's clenching her thighs. Does she look so pathetic?" Felix smirked as you whimpered at his words.

"She looks desperate if anything. i think she is desperate, whatcha think, Lix?"

"Well, seeing as ive fucked her numerous times, i know her greedy fuck hole is dripping and clenching around nothing. She can be like that. She looses her mind when it comes to cock. She's a greedy, cock hungry slut and would do anything to have her holes stuffed to the brim."

You clenched your thighs tighter, listening and whimper as the two men exchanged conversation, talking about you as if you wasnt there. Their words ran straight to your core. Your body hot, pussy clenching, your juices dripping down your inner thighs.

You started panting, looking at the two men as they continued to degrade you. You needed to be penetrated, your pussy was aching for touch, to be filled up. You're hungry, so hungry you felt feral.

"Felix. Jisung." You breathed out in a shaky breath. Felix smirked, parting his legs and patting the space in between.

"Come princess. Let Jisung take care of that greedy hole of yours." He cooed as you crawled on all fours, a perfect view of your pussy on display for Jisung to see.

"Damn, (Y/N) you soaked! your juices are glistening." Jisung licked his lips hungrily as you lay in between Felix's legs, back against his chest as you felt his cock against your lower back.

Felix stroked your hair "You're such a good girl. Show him how greedy your hole is, kitten." Felix growled down your ear. Your hand slowly went down your body, gaze fixed on Jisung as you coated your fingers in your arousal. You circled your entrance with your finger before using two fingers to spread your entrance wide, giving Jisung a full view of your throbbing and wet core.

"Look ji. My greedy little hole is begging to be filled with your delicious cock." You mewled

Jisung sighed, kneeling on the bed and between your legs. "So vulgar and disgusting." You giggled, biting your bottom lip. Jisung looked at Felix.

"Do you have protection?" Reaching over to the bedside table, Felix took out a condom and handed it over. "Thanks."

Ripping the packet open, Jisung gave a few short tugs on his length before rolling the condom over his length. You watched his every move, body anticipating. He grabbed your legs, parting them, fingers digging into the soft, squishy flesh.

Looking down at your core, his chest started rising, pants leaving his lips. He moved closer to your entrance, tip grazing slightly. Grabbing the base of his cock, he looked at you.

"Ready?" You nodded fast. "Give it to me ji. fuck me like your life depends on it. make me into a withering mess with your cock." You mewled as jisung grunted as well as Felix.

"That fucking mouth. I dont know how you manage, Lix."

"That's the issue, i dont. But, i have taught her well. She's such a good girl." You beemed at Felix's praises, his hand stroking your hair.

"Hurry Ji." You whined, getting impatient. Jisung laughed before pushing his length inside you. You grunted, feeling him stretch you out due to the burn. You held onto felix's legs that was resting on either side of you.

Your warmth surrounding Jisungs cock, suffocating him. It was bliss, pure bliss to be able to feel you, at long last, around his cock. The many times he has dreamt of this, masturbating and cumming on himself from his desires was sinful.

Never in a million years did he think he would be able to fuck you senselessly, let alone have his best friend allow him to do so. He was surprised to learn that you and Felix spoke about this before hand, he always painted you as an innocent girl, so sweet like butter wouldnt melt.

He never thought you would be like this though. A slut with a vulgar mouth and a greedy hole. Your words, your touch ignited him, pushing him further and gaining more confident.

This is better than he has ever imagined.

Jisung started of by thrusting slow, allowing you to get use to his length and his techniques. He watched your face contort with pleasure, soft whines and moans leaving your lips.

"More." You panted out. Jisung pushed the remainder of him inside, until he was balls deep. You placed a hand on the pit of your stomach, feeling his tip deep inside you. You panted out and grabbed his hand, replacing his hand with yours

"look Ji. Can you feel it? Can you feel how deep you are inside me. It feels so good, ji. please dont stop." You whimpered, eyebrows knitted together. Jisung swallowed, thrusting into you with power and force, skin and wet sounds filling the room.

Your body was coated in sweat, body hot to the touch. Your baby hairs sticking to your body. Felix groaned and shuffled away from you, placing a pillow under your head as he knelt in front of your face, his angry, hard cock hovering over you.

"Im sorry doll, but please help me. Its painful." Felix let out a low whimper. You nodded and propped yourself up on your elbows so you was some what level with him

You opened your mouth wide, tongue flat out. Felix grabbed your head gently, pushing his length in your warm mouth and down your throat. You closed your lips around him, closing your eyes at the same time.

You hummed as Felix thrusted his hips, his cock abusing your throat, gag relex activating a few times. You gripped his thighs, nails digging into his skin causing him to hiss.

Soon enough, your eyes filled with tears and saliva spilling from your mouth, landing on the bedsheets. You felt like you was suffocating, but you loved it. Your cock hungry mouth and pussy was filled to the brim and its exhilarating to you.

Your body was being consumed with pleasure and you felt yourself melting, your mind becoming foggy. You soon lost the ability to think clearly, your mind consumed with the pleasure the two beautiful men were providing you.

Jisung was watching you and Felix, watching felix thrust his hips, his cock disappearing in your mouth and down your throat. Your cheeks tear stained, chin covered in saliva, lips swollen and sore. Your body glistening and breasts bouncing with force from jisungs thrusts.

It was too much for the poor boy.

"cum." He whimpered out "Im going to cum." You pulled away from felix and licked your sore lips.

"You can come on me, ji." Your voice was hoarse because of Felix.

"You sure?" You nodded as Jisung grunted and thrusted into you a few more times before pulling out and taking off the condom. He tugged on his cock, moving closer to you. He moaned and grunted as thick, white ropes of cum shot out and covered your stomach and breasts.

You hummed as you watched Jisung ride out his high, collapsing next to you in a sweaty, panting mess. He stroked your hair gently and smiled.

"You did good, (Y/N)"

"Funs not over yet. Im dying over here!" Felix groaned, shifting between your legs. He held them high and wide, smirking as you pressed your lips together.

"He's right, kitten. You did do a good job of taking care of him. But now, you take care of me. The person who owns you and has taught you extremely well." In one swift movement, Felix was buried deep inside you. Your back arched off the bed, grabbing the sheets. Felix wasted no time as his thrusts were fast and powerful. You moaned his name out like a chant.

"Felix, oh god, felix. Good. You feel so good!" You cried out, tears of pleasure pooling at the corners of your eyes, spilling over.

"and you feel so good around me." he grunted, his grip tightening around your thighs, leaving marks. You body was on fire, thighs and pussy starting to achy. Letting one leg fall down his side, his fingers went to work on your neglected clit.

You didnt realise until now, how neglected your clit felt. His touch sending shockwaves of pleasure up and down your spin, goose bumps appearing on your skin. With each thrust, Felix repositioned his thrusts to his your favourite spot.

Once he hit, you moaned loud, hand instantly grabbing Jisungs, grasping it hard. Jisung laughed and planted soft kisses on your forehead. "Good girl." he whispered.

Your walls started to tighten around felix, his movements getting sloppy.

"Felix, close. Im so so close." You cried out. Felix nodded.

"Me too baby. Im going to plant my seed inside you, coat your walls white. Is that what you want?" You nodded frantically. "Your greedy hole wants my seed so badly, huh. Such a dirty cum slut."

The knot in the pit of your stomach was tightening, becoming unbearably for you. "can i cum, felix? please let me cum." Tears falling down your cheeks.

Felix cooed and wiped away your tears. "cum around my cock, princess." He growled. The knot snapped.

Your back arched off the bed, legs shaking uncontrollably. Felixs name falling past your lips as you came around Felix. Shivers ran all over your body as you panted. Felix helped you ride out your high by stoking lazy circles on your clit.

Once calm, you grabbed his wrist, halting movement. He laughed, grabbing your waist with both hands hand thrusting into you powerfully. You whimpered, your sensitive pussy feeling like it was on fire.

After a few more thrusts, felix stopped, emptying his load inside you, coating your walls white with his thick cum. He thrusted shallowly inside, riding out his high.

Once calm, he pulled out of you, watching his cum drip out off you and onto the sheets. He plopped himself down next to Jisung. Felix stroked your cheek gently, his tone of voice lovingly.

'You feeling okay, baby?" You hummed and nodded, feeling tired.

"well, i feel tired, sticky and a bit tender but im good." Your voice was hoarse, body tender.

"let me and ji take care of you, princess. you did a good job taking us both. Im proud of you." You smiled sleepily as jisung and felix stood up off the bed. Grabbing a bottle of water, Jisung helped you up to drink it.

Swallowing the water, you looked at both boys, eyes shining, hopeful.

"so uhm. Same time again tomorrow?"

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This story follows the general concept of @foodiewithdahoodie's cannibal Will / serial killer Mike AU, the likes of which is vaguely inspired by 'Bones and All' and other cannibal and vampire media. It’s important to note that this story is rated Mature and gets quite descriptive and dark, so please be mindful when reading. For context, this happens after S2, with Will finally free of the Mind Flayer and things returning to normal… except Will didn't return quite "right", and now has an insatiable hunger he can't quench with normal food. CW: cannibalism, murder and violence. - - - - - - - - - - - - - ☽ - - - - - - - - - - - - - 𐕣 read on ao3 (tba) || support me on ko-fi! 𐕣 @foodiewithdahoodie's posts: i - ii - iii - iv - tag 𐕣 @fluffyfangirl's incredible art: ♡ - - - - - - - - - - - - - ☽ - - - - - - - - - - - - -

This wasn’t supposed to happen, was the first coherent thought Will had since he abruptly left class earlier, thoughts fuzzy and limbs heavy after wandering the empty hallways of Hawkins Middle School in a daze for what felt like hours. He vaguely remembered someone calling his name, followed by some snickers and the louder voice of Mrs. Grabowski trying to catch his attention as he exited the classroom, not a word spoken to justify his sudden departure.

Of course, it was weird, and one would think that considering the circumstances someone would’ve said something or even chased after him. But no, no one followed him and why would they? No one in that classroom was his friend. After all, he was Will Byers, the quiet kid that had never really fit in and, more recently, the boy that had gone missing and had mysteriously come back to life. The weirdo. The freak. Zombie Boy. An abomination, someone who’d been acting strange for a while and was finally back to school for the first time in a week. Unwelcomed. Unwanted. Unknown.

Different.

Will was different and everyone had been able to tell for a long time, except his oddity now extended far beyond what his classmates, teachers, friends and family could ever imagine and he himself found it hard to understand what was happening to him.

All he knew was that ever since he was freed from the Mind Flayer’s possession, things had been strange.

He first became aware of it when he woke up in the hospital, Chief Hopper somehow managing to convince his mom to take him there to spend the rest of the week recovering. And it made sense, to a degree, for his possession hadn’t been too different from a terrible flu and he really needed all the help he could get to recover.

But the second he woke up he could tell something was wrong. He could tell something was not quite right the second he noticed his own eyes lingering as a nurse walked by the door with blood bags in hand, stomach rumbling with a vengeance at the sight. Naturally, this then prompted the nurses to fetch him something to eat, and Will was immediately invaded with memories of one of his last “meals”, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he remembered the snacks he’d eaten all those days ago, in Mike’s basement during Halloween night. Back when everything was normal and he was still just himself, the son of Joyce Byers and brother of Jonathan; friend of Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, the new girl Max Mayfield, and Mike Wheeler. He could almost savour the cheesy Doritos and sweet Kit-Kats; the fizzy Fanta and the delicious Reese’s snacks Mike had collected and slipped into his candy bag all throughout the night.

A stark contrast to what he’d been given to eat then, by the nurses.

And hospital food was never supposed to taste good, he knew this, but it was at the very least supposed to be filling and it’d been weird to find out just how empty he still felt even after what was objectively a rather full meal. Not even three jellies had been enough to quench his hunger and the nurses believed it to be a side effect of his week-long illness, their reassuring words directed at his mom moreso than him because it was clear she was beyond concerned.

But Will had known better. Even if he hadn’t had a name for it then, and even if he still couldn’t grasp the reality of the situation, he knew that wasn’t the reason behind his insatiable hunger.

It wasn’t hard to figure it out, to be completely fair. The dreams… the nightmares he’d been having were enough to clue him into the severity of his condition, visions of death and murder a clear indicator that something was terribly wrong with him. Pictures of himself hunched over, feasting on the rotten corpse of the sweet Barbara Holland something that would haunt even the strongest of men. He looked… Animalistic. Desperate. Hungry.

(He’d been hungry as he bit into Barbara’s side, once the Demogorgon was gone and his starving twelve-year-old self was able to eat something for the first time in days.)

It was… wrong. He was wrong. An error. A mistake, just like his dad had always said he was, except his depravity was now far darker than anything anyone could’ve foretold. Flawed. Messed up. Fucked up. So very fucked up.

And at first, it had repulsed him. Humans were not supposed to dream about killing and eating other people, and the fact that Will was having these confusing fantasies was enough to scare him into not wanting to eat any meat for the rest of his time in the hospital, his refusal a constant point of contention between himself, his mom and the nurses. ‘You need to eat if you want to go home,’ they’d tell him, and he’d shake his head with vehemence and bury himself under the covers until they agreed to let him have more soup instead. He’d find excuses and lies to tell Jonathan whenever their mother sent him in to try to convince Will of giving up his fight.

But he couldn’t lie to himself for much longer, not when the hunger was so strong, and not when the nightmares became a part of his daily life. When the yearning for blood became the only thing he was able to think about the whole day, eyes trailing over the translucent skin of those around him in the search for blue veins, fingers twitching to wrap themselves around frail necks and press until life vacated its vessel… Not when his mouth salivated at the idea of ripping skin open and snapping people’s bones to expose what laid within, and certainly not when his heart picked up speed whenever the desire to sink teeth into supple flesh and bite and tear and feed popped back up in the forefront of his mind.

Will was not a liar by nature, and each passing day he found it harder and harder to deny that whoever his mom, Jonathan and Nancy had rescued was not the Will they’d known. They’d gone into the cabin searching to get rid of the parasitic entity that had invaded him, and had left with something that was not entirely human. Not fully. Not anymore.

It was sad. He should be sad. Life had thrown him nothing but punches ever since he had memory, and this felt like the biggest middle finger the universe could have possibly ever given him. It wasn’t enough to send him into another dimension full of nothing but fear and agony, a monster constantly hunting for him for some reason and his home —the place he was supposed to feel safe at— suddenly a maze of horror and desperation. It wasn’t enough to let him listen to his loved ones search for him relentlessly, their pain everything he could hear as he hid from the horrors, their voices a constant reminder of the love and life he was sure he’d lose for there was no way they could reach him in that purgatory. It wasn’t enough to bring his misery back a year later, his body becoming host to the very creature that was behind everything that had happened to him since that horrible night in November when he was only twelve, his mind slowly slipping away into oblivion as everyone he loved succumbed to his treason.

No, that hadn’t been enough. Now he was cursed and tainted and was infested with something from Hell itself and he had no way of escaping it. This terrible emptiness that now riddled his twisted soul was a constant reminder of everything bad that had ever happened to him, and he should be angry at the way fate kept mocking and taunting him at every waking moment.

He should be annoyed. Pissed. Enraged.

And he was, at least for a bit. Bitter, that was. But he stopped caring as soon as he realised something. Found something. And it wasn’t anything he thought he’d ever have, but the fact that he did was enough to ease his pain and loneliness and transform them into something much better. Much purer.

Mike’s acceptance.

Granted, he hadn’t necessarily been searching for it and he was still in absolute disbelief that Mike had even found out about it in the first place, but it was a fact that Mike was okay with… whatever this was, and Will wasn’t going to pretend that it wasn’t the best feeling in the world to know that Mike still thought of Will as a friend, despite what he knew. That Mike still saw him as someone worthy of his affection and care, despite Will’s new… nature.

It’d happened a few days earlier, on Will’s first day out of the hospital and back home. The rest of the Party wasn’t there, for everyone thought it’d be better to let him readapt slowly, but Mike had always been stubborn and Will’s mom had found it really hard to send him away the moment he showed up in their front door with an armful of snacks and the entirety of the Star Wars film saga shoved into his backpack, right under Mike’s sleeping bag and pajamas. Will’s mom had always had a soft spot for Mike, after all, and it wasn’t like Mike hadn’t been of huge help during the entire Mind Flayer ordeal, so he’d definitely earned his way into spending the night over.

For the first few hours, things were normal, their favourite movie playing as they whispered useless gossip to one another in between chips like they’d always done. Then everything got awkward for a few minutes, when Luke lost his hand on screen and Mike interpreted Will’s sudden tension as fear, as opposed to overbearing hunger and desire; excusing himself to the bathroom in order to try and regain some semblance of composure, Will then spent a good ten minutes staring into his reflection, eyes dark and hands jittery as he imagined himself consuming the flesh off of someone, anyone’s bony hand. After what felt like forever, he was able to return to the living room and it wasn’t easy to convince Mike that everything was okay, but eventually Will managed and they finished the rest of their marathon in peace.

And that’s when things changed. When Will couldn’t control his urges any further.

In retrospect, there was no way he could've held back, no matter how hard he tried. It hadn’t been a conscious decision, for him to grab Mike’s finger after the lovable idiot cut himself with the edge of their Cocoa Puffs box, Mike’s skin always so soft and delicate that the thin cardboard was enough to cause him such an injury. It hadn’t been a conscious decision, for him to bring the slender finger close to his lips, the motion not too different from what they both did to each other as kids whenever they got hurt, except this time Will wasn’t planning on giving the injury a little peck. It hadn’t been a conscious decision, for him to open his mouth and slowly, tenderly, lap at the small cut with his tongue not unlike a cat cleaning itself, the fact that he’d just grabbed Mike’s hand to taste his blood only registering in his mind well over a minute after he was done savouring the delicious, forbidden crimson nectar that he’d been craving all week.

All he knew was that one moment he was looking at Mike as he got a small paper cut, and the next moment he was blurting out apologies and excuses for what he’d just done, his ranting interrupted only by the way Mike wrapped his secure, grounding arms around Will’s torso, pulling him impossibly close and whispering sweet nothings into his ear, not stopping until he was convinced that Will had calmed down.

He told Mike everything after that. The nightmares, his odd yearnings, his fears. Exposed at last, all laid out for Mike to judge and repudiate him for and to a degree, he wished Mike would’ve told him it was wrong. That he was a monster, a freak, and that they needed to find a way to get Will’s destructive thoughts to end before he ended up hurting someone. That they needed to go to his mom’s room and get her to gather the troops, get a hold of doctor Owens so he could figure things out, something.

Everything would’ve been better if Mike had rejected him. It was the moral thing to do, and Will considered himself a good enough person to recognise this.

If Mike had told him this was wrong, Will would’ve clung to everything he’d ever learned about good and evil, would’ve tried harder to get better, would’ve tried to be satiated with normal food. He would’ve done everything in his power to reject that with which he’d been left behind by the Upside Down, would’ve listened attentively to anything the shady government doctors told him to do… Hell, he would have even prayed every night until he could confidently say that he was over that weird phase of his life and everything was behind him, the fact that his soul had been corrupted for way longer than his strange appetite nothing in comparison to the things he wished he could do to Mike now that he’d tasted his sweet alluring blood.

Mike should’ve told him off. If he had, this wouldn’t be happening.

But he hadn’t and now Will didn’t care that it was wrong. He didn’t care that his desires made him a monster, and he didn’t care that his instincts had taken a hold of him and he’d let go of control the second Troy cornered him in the empty hallway.

Why would he care, anyway? Mike had told him it was okay, that he should do whatever felt right at any moment because it was his body requesting what it needed to recover. The world had already failed them all one too many times, anyway, so it wasn’t wrong for him to take something back, right? At least that’s what Mike had reasoned with him, once he was sure Will finally accepted that he didn’t mind just how weird things had gotten, his eyes warm as he reassured Will into accepting his new needs. His new self. Crooked and perverted. Savage and insatiable. Ready to devour anyone that crossed his path, an emerging predator in a world so full of prey no one would miss a few people.

And sure, part of Will still wished Mike had dissuaded his disturbing thoughts because now it was impossible to muffle them once they took a hold of his soul. Now it was impossible to keep the freak on a leash.

Hence his current conundrum.

But it didn’t matter. What was done, was done and for what it was worth, Will had enjoyed it. Granted, he couldn’t remember all the details of what’d happened, but he knew enough to put the missing pieces together: he’d been aimlessly wandering the halls in a trance, wound up in the closed-for-renovation section of the school, and Troy had tried to mess with him. So, Will had naturally lunged at him and tore his throat open with teeth and nails, blood sputtering out from the carotid and straight into Will’s greedy mouth as they both fell to the floor and Will found enough grip to shred a piece of some muscle apart, nearly choking at the mouthful for he was seemingly too delirious to chew slowly or wait before taking another bite. And then another. And another.

Because that’s what he did now, apparently. It’s what his inner beast demanded and Mike had told him to listen to it, so Will was just doing what he was told and frankly, he should’ve never questioned Mike’s judgement. Mike had always been smart, after all, so Will couldn’t understand why he was so surprised at the fact that following his advice could end up in something that felt so… fulfilling. Ecstatic. It was like watching his favourite film or eating Reese’s Pieces for the first time again, opening Christmas presents or winning a D&D campaign. It felt great, the thrill of each bite bringing him to a new level of euphoria he’d never experienced and he wasn’t sure how he’d ever lived without this. Wasn’t sure how he’d ever go back to an existence without this bliss. And cognitively he knew that this was the Mind Flayer’s fault, and that a month ago he never would’ve wanted or needed to do this.

But now he did, and he couldn’t find it in himself to feel guilty about how good it felt, the pit in his stomach gone for the first time in a week, and his hunger quelled at last. His new self was satisfied, the amalgamation of Will Byers and the being from the Upside Down finally synchronised and united in harmony, and a dopey smile adorning his features as he showered in the rapture of his new awakening.

Even in his floaty state, however, he could tell when someone approached. It was as though he had reached enlightenment, now that his innards were filled to the brim with warm blood and flesh, and he was now suddenly hyperaware of every little movement in his inner and outer world. And of course, he was satisfied with the meal he’d just had —or else he would’ve kept eating until nothing was left behind—, but the idea of eating some more didn’t sound too displeasing. In fact, now that the thought had crossed his mind he found himself… eager. Defiant. It was irrational and dangerous, but he really wished that whoever was coming stumbled across him and what he’d done, if only to get the excuse to hurt and kill and feast again.

He wanted it. Craved it. He’d always been curious and now he really wanted to know if all humans tasted the same or if there were subtle differences and he knew it wasn’t him thinking about these things, it was the beast that now lived within him. But they were now one and the same and Will was ready to let that side of himself take control and paint the walls in beautiful patterns of red as he ripped into someone’s skin once more; ready to let himself fill his stomach with someone else until there was no more room and he felt sick.

Alas, he didn’t get the chance to kill again. Not because he didn’t want to, for he couldn’t ignore that a part of him was really desperate to enact such violence upon his unexpected visitor, but because he couldn’t. Not to him, not after everything they’d been through together and after the promises they’d made.

He owed it to Mike to try to at least be a little normal around him and, perhaps more importantly, maybe not kill him.

“Will?” Mike asked, eyes wide open as he stepped through a plastic sheet someone had put in place to protect the rest of the hallway from dust and now blood. His hair was wild, ruffled by wind as if he’d been running, and it didn’t take a genius to understand that Mike had probably been searching for him, rumours quick to spread across school even if it’d only been about fifteen minutes since he left and everyone was supposed to still be in class.

Mike looked… pretty. With his pink cheeks and parted red lips, sparkly eyes and tender round cheeks. Poking from under his soft sweater, Mike’s slim neck seemed to beckon to Will, the bare skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat in a way that was really hard to ignore, the angle at which Mike had tilted his head exposing the delicious dips and cliffs of muscle and vessels that Will was buzzing with excitement to take into his mouth and destroy. It was hard to ignore it, the urge, but just like the beast had taken control of him, Will knew he could control it back if need be.

So he did. He stood up slowly and didn’t lunge at Mike as he spoke, words slurred like every time he ate a lot and needed a nap.

“I was hungry,” was all he could say, sheepish as the realisation that he’d just succumbed to his twisted desires dawned on him for the first time. The horrors he’d shared with Mike… The nightmares he’d been trying to avoid… It all felt like a self-fulfilling prophecy of sorts, one he didn’t even try to fight back and couldn’t be bothered to feel bad about.

All he could feel was shame and fear. Shame that someone he cared so much for saw him like that, covered in Troy Walsh’s blood with a potentially mad look in his eyes, and fear that Mike’s promises had been empty and, now that he saw the extent of Will’s insanity, he left him alone.

Once again, however, Will was reminded of the fact that he should never doubt Mike. “I can see that,” his friend scoffed once he was free of his shock, his eyes scanning the scene with apparent disinterest right before setting on Will, warmth inundating them as if he’d just seen a puppy or a beautiful sunrise and Will could almost cry at the realisation that yes, Mike would honour his promise to be by Will’s side as they explored this new side of his and no, he wouldn’t leave him alone.

Despite knowing each other for eight years, Mike Wheeler continued to impress him every single day.

“Sorry; I know it’s a mess,” Will shot back, tentative smile on his lips as he, unreasonably, kept expecting things to go South. After all, he was Will Byers and his luck was never the best. No one should blame him for expecting the worst.

This time, however, his concern was completely unnecessary. “Don’t worry, we can fix it,” Mike simply said, and that was all it took for Will’s smile to become sincere. Smiling back as if they’d just shared a private joke, Mike approached and poked his arm, gentle eyes searching for his as he asked his next question. “Do you feel any better?” He said, and Will could only nod because he was still not sure of how much Mike would want to hear about his little escapade.

“I think it’s what I was missing.”

Mike beamed at his words, clearly happy to see Will recovering his health at long last even if the price was an unconventional one and it took all of Will’s willpower not to jump him and bite into the folds of his smile. “Good,” Mike giggled, then looked around at the small, plastic-wrapped alcove Will had chosen to commit his horrible crime and nodded to himself. “We should get started now. You up for it?” Will nodded again, his smile faltering slightly as he heard what Mike had to say next. “Great! I’m going to need your help; I can’t carry his corpse by myself.”

Right, about that…

“He’s still alive,” Will declared, a frown now between his eyebrows because despite all the damage he’d caused to Troy’s neck and shoulder, the asshole was still very much breathing and —perhaps more importantly— awake.

Awake and with wide eyes, terror clear in his pupils as he desperately tried to yell, say something, make a singular noise. But he couldn’t, not after what Will had done to his throat, not after his larynx was nearly ripped out of his body at the crux of Will’s frenzy, voice box reduced to a mangled mess that Will had only left behind because of how tendony and unpleasant that area had felt when he bit into it, the swelling his failed bite had caused somehow managing to slow down the haemorrhage so much that Troy was still holding on for dear life, a whole five minutes after the original attack.

It was… odd, to see someone so loud and obnoxious like Troy suddenly reduced to a quivering mess, unable to move out of fear of bleeding out and unable to make a sound as if Will had designed his attack to render him powerless in retribution for the years of abuse the entire Party had endured at the hands of his current victim when, in reality, Will had only attacked in blind hunger. Now that Troy was laying in a pool of his own blood, however, Will couldn’t help the perverse satisfaction that took over his brain as he realised that he’d done it: he’d fulfilled his years-long desire to get back at Troy for everything he’d done and no matter how this all ended, it was a fact that the bully would never, ever, touch any of his friends again.

It was deliciously twisted, and the grumble in Will’s stomach was enough indication that such trail of thoughts was reawakening the side of his that would never stop being hungry, the idea of depriving Troy of the arms and hands he’d used to harm them for years almost loud enough to obfuscate Mike’s voice.

Almost.

Like a bee to honey, he could never fully ignore Mike Wheeler, his soft voice doing little to hide the darkness in his words and perhaps that was the reason Will was able to ignore his renewed appetite for a few more seconds.

“Not for long,” Mike mumbled, dark eyes fixed on the writhing shape that laid on the floor in front of them. Noticing he had Will’s entire attention on him, Mike forced a smile and dismissively gestured towards Troy’s body. “Tell me when you’re ready to go,” he said and, when Will only nodded again, he continued speaking. “Good. Give me a second.”

And with that, putting on a gym-class jacket atop his outfit and clenching his hand around the handle of a hammer Will hadn’t noticed he’d grabbed, the sweet, adorable-looking Mike Wheeler he’d known his whole life rose his arm with determination and, after a beat, swung the hammer right into Troy’s head, the mute boy letting out a weak breath in lieu of a scream for Will had already deprived him of the chance to let his death be known to the world. When that didn’t kill him, Mike swung the hammer again. And again. Over and over until Troy’s face became unrecognisable mush, whatever skull structure he’d ever had being reduced to nothing but bone splinters and blood. They could easily leave the body there and no one would ever be able to tell who it belonged to at that point, the viciousness with which his friend turned their once-bully into a pulp something Will had never expected to witness from someone as gentle and kind-hearted as Mike.

It was a brutal attack, one that Will’s dark self very much enjoyed watching, and the satisfaction of knowing that he wasn’t the only messed up one in their friend group was something he’d have to process once they were back home playing with their Atari and stuffing their cheeks full of popcorn.

For now, however, he smiled, watching Mike’s handiwork as his beloved best friend finally let go of the hammer and sank to the floor in exhaustion, a good three metres away from their mess in order to keep his pants and shoes in pristine condition because of course he was smart enough to keep his own clothes clean from the incriminating blood. Eyeing the rise and fall of Mike’s chest as he fought to catch his breath to say something, Will decided this was as good of a time as any to mention the fact that, for some reason, he was once again in desperate need of a snack.

“Actually, I’m already hungry again,” Will spoke, his voice seemingly snapping Mike out of some trance, dark pupils dilated in what Will could only imagine was a mirror reflection of his own. When Mike arched an eyebrow in mild disbelief, Will could only shrug and smirk teasingly. “The less weight we have to carry the better, right?” He asked, and his words made Mike roll his eyes in faux annoyance.

“Just don’t overeat. You know it makes you feel sick for like a week.”

Will chuckled at that, kneeling next to Troy’s incredibly bloody corpse and grabbing one of his hands with both of his, mouth filling with saliva as plans to strip both arms down to the bone formulated in his very sick, very wretched brain. To be entirely honest, Will wasn’t sure he was capable of overeating anymore, the fact that he could probably eat Troy’s entire corpse in a day something he’d be sure to share with Mike later, when they were safe and he was done eating.

Before he took a bite, however, he was mindful enough to shoot his best friend a wide smile and a message. “Thanks, Mike,” he said, then clarified what he meant once he noticed the other’s confusion. “For having my back.”

Mike scoffed, removing the bloodied jacket from his slender body as he light-heartedly replied with two simple words.

“Crazy together.”

The callback had Will smiling from ear to ear.

“Crazy together,” he said, then let go of his conscious mind as his animal side took over and sunk his teeth into the still warm flesh of his and Mike’s first victim.

And it didn’t make much sense, and he might’ve very well imagined it in his delusional state, but as Will fed he glanced up at Mike a couple times and he could almost swear that he saw Mike’s pupils dilate again as a powerful emotion, one Will had seen a few times in the past, took over his expression. And irrational, feral and insane as he was, he was pretty certain that he’d gotten it wrong but, if Will didn’t know any better, he’d almost think Mike was jealous he wasn’t the one being eaten, torn apart and consumed by Will. Wasn’t the one eliciting such sounds of happiness and delight from him, the sweet taste of human flesh satisfying his body’s new needs and desires.

And despite being certain about the fact that he’d imagined such a reaction, Will couldn’t help but to scoff.

He’d only tasted a droplet of his blood, but Will knew for a fact that Mike was by far the most delicious person in the entirety of Hawkins; one he’d very much like to devour bit by bit, savouring every bite as he reached even higher levels of bliss he knew he’d never be able to imagine, the promise of eternal happiness something he’d only achieve the day he gave into his strongest temptation and gave Mike what he apparently desired.

Mike had no reason to be jealous at all.

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