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margotw10bis · 5 months

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Champagne Confetti. JJK [m]

boyfriend!Jungkook x camgirl!reader

Genre: smut (basically a porn with a plot)

Words: 6.1k

Synopsis: Your boyfriend loves watching you on live but his whole mood changes when he reads one specific comment from one of your fans

Warnings (be ready): live sex; rough sex; face ridding; squirting (olympics waterfall y'all); multiple orgasms (idk how oc is still alive)

Jungkook is enjoying the show. How can he not when his girlfriend has her legs wide open and enters her dripping pussy with two fingers. The pleasure makes you loudly moan and your eyes roll back. You smile brightly, looking straight with lustful eyes. You are definitely hot right now, you know it. And if you didn't, the hundred of comments in the chat would inform you.

Someone is complimenting the pink leds' reflection on your skin, another one wishes you could use the dildo you've showed a few days ago, and a new comment praises you for being 'a sweet good girl'. You smile instantly at it because you know damn well that it comes from your boyfriend. To please him, you enhance the pace of your digits entering you and pinch your hard nipple just like he likes. You're one second away from moaning his name but you know you can't, so you settle for:

"I'm playing with my little pussy just for you"

Even if Jungkook is in his couch, a few miles away from your place, he gets that you are talking to him and his hard cock twitches in his pants. He is mindlessly caressing himself through his sweatpants. You've told him a hundred of times that he could stay at your place when you work but he has declined every single time. Your boyfriend knows he doesn't have the strength to hear you pleasuring yourself a few feet away without storming in and fucking you rough. You wouldn't mind but, after a long conversation with him, you have learnt that he doesn't want to appear on camera. And you totally get it, even though you would love him to fuck you on camera.

You know that your job is not a common one and that some people are very judgmental. However, you love sex and you get paid for it. You turn on your camera, use your fingers or toys to make you cum and that's it. You know that you also please other people, so what's wrong with that? And one of the things you love the most about Jungkook is that he has never judged you. He loves you just the way you are, with all the things that come with you — including your cam girl occupation.

When you turn on your vibrator, a beautiful toy in a baby blue color, you think about Jungkook — especially since he is the one who gave it to you. You place it on your sensitive clit and your groans get louder. You are very close to cum and you know that the way you get choked up by pleasure is enjoyed by your audience because the cash is flowing.

Your boyfriend smirks from the other side of the screen. You are so fucking beautiful when your face is torn by pleasure. He absolutely loves seeing your juices dripping down your ass and land on your bed, drawing a wet spot on it. It's so fucking hot. Jungkook loves how your head rolls back when you are close to cum. But that's also why you don't see the comment that makes Jungkook's heart stop: 'I can fuck you better than your loser of a boyfriend'.

———

"Baby, what's wrong?"

Your worry is well noticeable on your face. Jungkook, despite being as sweet as ever, has grown a little... distant. At first, you thought you were imagining things but now you have no doubt. During your usual movie date at your place — you have a much bigger screen than Jungkook —, you were trying to switch your cuddling into something... else. But Jungkook has stopped your hands from reaching his crotch area. You wouldn't be surprised if he didn't want sex because men don't always want sex. But he doesn't even let you touch him and that has never happened during the eight months you have been together.

You are feeling stressed and sad. Did you do something wrong? Or is he leaving you like your exes because, despite Jungkook saying he is okay with your job, he might not be at the end of the day?

"Is it me?" You lowly ask, pain and unsureness in your voice

Jungkook's head immediately snaps toward you and he cups your face. He doesn't want you to be hurt just because his little ego has been bruised. It's not your fault, not at all.

"No, of course not!" He exclaims and it soothes your heart a little

"Then, tell me"

Jungkook sighs. Is it even worth saying? It's so stupid. Your boyfriend shouldn't feel threatened by a stranger on the Internet but he can't help it.

"I... There was a comment on your chat the other day" He starts and you tilt your head out of curiosity "It said that they could fuck you better than me"

You bust into laugh but quickly stop when you see no sign of humour in your boyfriend's dark eyes.

"They just talk, they feel brave behind a screen. I'm sure the guy wouldn't even make me cum. Baby, you know it's not true" You argue and settle a gentle kiss on his cheek

"No, I don't" Jungkook replies with a harsh and hurt tone, his jaws clenched

You're taken aback. You stay silent for a minute, wondering how could you make Jungkook understand that he is the best sex you've ever had. But there is not a hundred solutions. You tell him to wait until you call him.

You go to your bedroom, light up your pink leds, change your clothes for Jungkook's favorite underwear — a matching black lacy bra and thong — and prep everything for him. When everything is neat, you sit on your bed covered with pink silk sheets and call him.

Surprise is painting his face. He gulps when he notices how powerful and sexy you look right now. You pat the spot next to you on the bed to urge your boyfriend to sit, which he does. You immediately capture his lips with yours.

The kiss gets heated. You lick his rings in the corner of his lower lip and then slide your tongue into his mouth. You are quick to change position to sit on his lap and deepen the kiss. You have always loved how his tongue felt soft against you.

You grab his hands to place them on your ass and you smirk when they squeeze it. It's just a reflex, Jungkook can't control it. Neither can he control his hardening dick. You grind on it, pressing your already wet pussy against the bulge forming on his black sweatpants and rolling your hips at a sensual pace. You rest a hand on his large shoulder while the other one tugs on his black locks.

"Babe—" Jungkook tries to argue but you prevent him from talking with a bite on his lower lip, making it swollen and red

You grab the hem of his t-shirt and lift it up until you can take it off from your boyfriend's hot body. You glance at his brawny torso and run your index on the ink darkening his arm. You have always loved the tattoo on his shoulder. Your hand reaches up again to caress it before going South to his abs. You smile when you notice that your caresses cut Jungkook's breathe.

You attack his throat with your lips, settling wet kisses and bitting his thin skin. You suck on it to mark him because the purple hickeys always look so good on him. You know that you just have to tease him a little more for Jungkook to go wild, that's why you poke out your tongue and take a fat lap from his collarbone to his ear. You gently bite the lobe between two earrings and whisper :

"I want you to fuck me so hard I won't be able to walk tomorrow"

The low growl coming from Jungkook makes you shiver with horniness and you know you're going to get what you wanted. You instantly feel him spanking harshly the soft flesh of your asscheeks. You moan at the burn but you don't have time to appreciate it because Jungkook lands another slap on your left cheek. It tickles so fucking good that you have to bite on his neck to prevent a long scream of pleasure. Your pussy is so, so wet that it's staining your boyfriend's pants.

He digs his fingers so deep into the flesh of your ass that his knuckles turn white and that it'll leave bruises on your flesh. He uses his grip to spread your asscheeks and gets a full view on your two glistening holes in the mirror placed in front of your bed. Even with the dimmed light, he clearly sees how your arousal is smeared all over your cunt.

"You messy girl. Do you see how dirty you are?" He lowly growls

He doesn't wait for an answer and slaps your — already red and abused — ass. The sound of the spank echoes in your bedroom, the same way it's followed by your choked moan. How can Jungkook doubt about how good he makes you feel?

You sneak a hand on your back to undo your bra and offer a great view on your tits. You press your breasts against Jungkook's face and you feel the vibration more than you hear his moan. He leaves messy kisses everywhere on your boobs, sucking the flesh from time to time. Your head rolls back and you arch your back when he captures a hard nipple between his teeth. He is chewing on it and a pool of arousal leaks from your clenching pussy. He then roughly sucks on it, just like he would do if he wanted to suckle on a bottle.

One of his hand appears to grab your other tit, slightly slapping it too. The air gets kicked off your lungs when Jungkook suddenly bites the nipple he had in his mouth, provoking a loud whine from you. The pain mix with pleasure when he rolls his tongue around it to soothe you.

You push him on the bed so he rests his back on your mellow mattress and swiftly place your knees on both sides of his handsome face. You give him a last smile before you sit down on his face.

You feel his tongue pressing against your covered clit and you can't help but roll your hips. With a precise movement, Jungkook's inked fingers hook your thong and push it aside so he can directly access your cunt. His tongue slides up and down your slick folds and his nose bumps onto your clit. Your moans are filling your room and you have no choice but to grab your boyfriend's hair to steady yourself. You are glad that he still has long locks and only cut short the sides.

"Fuck, baby, it's so good" You groan but you get choked up when he suddenly suck on your clit "Oh my fucking god!"

Jungkook smirks against your pussy while your juices are leaking down all over his face. He grabs your ass and makes you grind on his face at a fast pace. Your brain gets foggy at the feeling of his expert tongue and nose bumping against your bud of nerves and sliding onto your vulva. You press deeper to feel more, not caring if you're suffocating Jungkook. You are too deep into pleasure to care and you know he has enough strength to push you away if he needs to. His tongue teases your entrance but never gets in, preferring rolling around your clit instead to drive you crazy.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" You inform him and you get closer when Jungkook digs his fingers deeper into the flesh of your ass

"Make me drink that potion" He teases against your wetness

Your arousal gets the grinding real smooth on your boyfriend's ruined face and it's fucking hot. He even jiggles his head from left to right at a quick pace to reach all the spots of your pussy, filling your bedroom with sloppy and oh so hot sounds, and you explode. You're cumming hard and the spasms of your body have rarely been so strong. You don't even have the strength to keep your upper body up and fall miserably on your bed with a goofy grin.

"Good girl" He praises

With a predator eye, Jungkook pokes his tongue out and licks your juices on his lips. It does little to clean him up because there are traces of your arousal on his chin, cheeks and nose. All his lower face is glistening with your wetness that it's fucking hot. He grabs his former t-shirt that was abandoned on your bed and wipes off his face.

"You're beautiful" You whisper, making Jungkook smile and his eyes get more affectionate

"You are more, baby" He replies and prevents you from arguing by capturing yours lips

You taste your cum on his tongue and moan in the kiss. Your hands work on his pants to push it down, along with his briefs. He is so hard right now that his cock twitches instantly when you grab it. You love how thick he is, he always stretches you well.

"I want to feel you in me" You tell him

Jungkook only replies with a nod and scoots over just the time to completely peel him naked. Your eyes travel through his perfect body, from his shoulders to his strong thighs passing through his abs. However, it's his dick that attracts you the most. You bite your lower lip and open your legs wider for your boyfriend.

You're surprised when two of his digits enter your pussy without warning. Your eyes shut of pleasure and your moans gets unsteady because of the depth and velocity of his fingering. He is shaking your whole body through your poor cunt. You are still very sensitive from your first orgasm and Jungkook is screwing deep and roughly. You can only grab your sheets and your toes curl up when Jungkook curves his fingers to pump on your g-spot.

He goes so harshly on you that you can't think anymore. You are not even aware of your screams and cum in a record time, squirting all over your boyfriend — for his greatest pleasure. You even splash your sheets and his abs.

"You are so dirty" He purrs in your ear but he is the only driving you crazy when he spreads the juices of his soaked hand on his member as he is jerking himself off

You can't believe you have cummed this hard in such a little time. It's not the first time Jungkook makes you squirt but usually it takes way more time and only appears at the end of your fuck when you have already reached your high a couple of times.

"They should see how fucked up you get when you're with me" He cockily says, referring to your viewers "You are such a little slut for me. Do you even cum with other men?"

His question is backed up with a pinch on your nipple.

"You're the only one" You reply in a whine

Your answer satisfies your boyfriend and he bends over to kiss you, way tender now. He takes place between your legs and the mess you've done allows him to enter you in a swift motion, all the way until his balls are pressed against your ass. Your moan is longer as the pleasure is traveling through your entire body. Your walls are so stretched that you wonder how you are not split in half already.

"I should fuck you on live to make this motherfucker shut his fucking mouth" He growls in your ear as he gives you the first dick strokes — deep and slow to enhance the sensuality

"You should, baby" You whisper and your walls clench around his fat cock because the idea is really arousing

As he starts thrusting into you with a quicker pace, you manage to reach his throat and suck hickeys. Jungkook intertwines his fingers with yours with one of his hands while the other one roughly cups your face to give you a messy kiss, full of tongues and saliva. The way Jungkook is rolling his hips allows him to reach all the right spots inside you. Your eyes roll in the back of your head as you groan his name — groan that is immediately swallowed by his mouth. Your arousal is coating his length but you have so much more that it's rolling down his balls.

He fucks you with so much force that your bed cracks but it's a problem for later. You can't think about anything else than him when he kisses the thin skin of your throat, biting it from time to time. Your legs wrap around his tiny waist to keep him close and prevent him from stopping, even through he is not planning to.

Jungkook slightly lifts up so he can see your tits bouncing in rhythm. It's so hot that he fuck you rougher just to enhance the movement and pinch a hard nipple with his fingertips. He is fucking so rawly that sweat is coving his body and is making his black strands of hair stick to his forehead. Sounds of your clapping skins fill your bedroom, creating a beautiful music for his ears, especially with your whined moans. A fun idea lightens up in his head and he wraps a hand around your throat, choking you perfectly. Your poor cunt throbs around him. Why does he have to be so fucking good? He knows you so well.

"Scream how much you love when I fuck you" He teases you but tightens the grip around your neck

It gets hard to breathe, yet along to fulfill his demand.

"Hm? Tell me, baby. I can't hear you" He smirks "Be a good girl and let everyone knows how good I fuck you"

You want to say it desperately but you can't. Only chocked moans escape your lips. But all of a sudden, Jungkook takes off his hand and gives you a particularly rough dick stroke. The oxygen rushing to your brain and the air being kicked out of your lungs make you so high on sex.

"I love it!" You scream "No one can fuck me better"

"Who's whore are you?" He cockily asks

"Yours!" You moan

"Louder" He growls, his hand settling back on your throat but not tightening too much

"I'm your whore!" You whine as you feel your walls clenching around his cock

"Good" He gives you a harsh pounding "Fucking" Another one "Girl" And another one

You love it so much that your smaller hand lands on his to urge him to squeeze your throat. Your boyfriend does it but suddenly pulls off of your throbbing dripping cunt.

"Kook!" You whine but he shhhes you and rolls his fingers hard and fast around your clit

It's so sudden and intense that your breathe gets cut and that you giggle to escape the unbearable pleasure. However, the fist around your neck prevents you from running away from his ministrations. You're wet, soaked even, and Jungkook's fingers can roll smoothly on your bud. It doesn't stop your boyfriend from spitting on it, just to make your cunt messier. Your pussy is clenching around nothing but you're close again. You have asked Jungkook to fuck you rough, and he is giving what you wanted.

His frenetic pace on your clit plays with the border of pain and you can't hold on anymore. You squirm and your body is experiencing spasms from another powerful orgasm. You grab his forearm to stop his abuse on your poor throbbing clit when the overstimulation becomes too much to handle.

"Fuck, baby" Jungkook whispers is awe, amazed by how beautiful you are when you reach cloud nine

You are panting and your brain feels like wax. You need time to recover from the intensity of the three past orgasms. You close your eyes and rest your head on a fluffy pillow.

"I'm not done with you, baby" Jungkook murmurs as he caresses your skin with the tip of his fingers, drawing goosebumps all over your body

"I need a minute" You confess as you are trying to steady your breathing "You fuck me too good"

Your boyfriend chuckles and lands a multitude of pecks on your cheek, your throat, your shoulder, your boobs and pretty much everywhere. However, you are way too much into the bliss of your post-orgasmic state to notice how your boyfriend's pierced lips are traveling South. It's only when his mouth kisses your oversensitive clit that you jolt and squeak.

His vicious tongue pokes out and slyly licks the arousal leaking from your pussy. He looks like a cat licking its milk but you know he is as lethal as a lion. You throw a — what you want to be — death stare but Jungkook smirks because, deep into your eyes, he sees your lust. You can't deny that the sight of Jungkook between your legs is sinful and perfect. But shivers run through your body when his tongue takes another lap of your ruined cunt.

"I need to clean up my little dirty girl" He purrs and swallows a little bit more of your juices "Taste so sweet, baby"

"Fuck" You moan and you instinctively open your legs a little bit wider

Thankfully, Jungkook goes gentle on you — otherwise, you are not sure you would survive.

"You don't know how much I love eating your little juicy pussy" He teases you and an airy laugh escapes your lips

"I do know, you tell me every time you do it" You explain, tenderness noticeable in your voice

Jungkook and you exchange a knowing glance, right before he buries his handsome face in your folds.

"Those guys can comment all they want" He growls against your dripping pussy, slightly nodding his head toward your set up "They'll never know how you taste"

The possessiveness in his raspy voice is arousing. You love when your boyfriend claims you over other men. He is not the jealous kind — he cannot be when you're a cam girl — but he also manages to remind you that you are his in the most perfect way: fucking.

You cup his chin with your hand to force Jungkook to look at you. Seriousness paints your face when you tell him:

"I don't want anyone else than you. Do you understand?"

Jungkook nods and happiness fills up his chest, spurring him to capture your lips — the upper ones this time. You both smile in the kiss but your sneaky hand finds its way to Jungkook's cock. You jerk him off slowly, appreciating his velvety — yet sticky with your juices — skin.

"Get on your knees" He commands against your swollen lips

You get on all fours and arch your back like you know Jungkook loves it and swing your ass from side to side. Your boyfriend gets to see how wet you still are despite his little cleaning. He lands a rough slap on your ass and squeeze your cheeks.

He then wraps his hand at the base of his hard and thick cock and guides it to your entrance. He teases a little, hooking his tip in your hole just to poke it out. He does it a couple of times, hoaxing a begging from you to finally fill you up.

You gasp when he enters you all the way. You can feel him so deep when he fucks you from behind. It's like his fat cock is stretching you even better. Jungkook digs his fingers into the flesh of your asscheeks and spreads them to fully admire how your little cunt takes his dick, coated it with your arousal at the same time.

"Fuck, baby..." He hisses in bliss

His dick strokes are not gentle, making you jolt at each single one of them. You burry your face in your sheets to mitigate as well as you can your loud moans. Drool is leaking from your open mouth and you realize that your boyfriend is fucking you dumb. The thought is so pleasant that you clench around him.

"You pussy is so tight" He growls and he accompanies his words with a spank on your already red and bruised ass

Jungkook goes further in sins when he lifts up his thumb to his mouth to coat it with spit and smudges it on your pucker hole. You gasp and feel a wave of arousal when he pushes his digit into it. Fuck, it's so hot... The intrusion is so fucking good, making your pussy even wetter — it's now just a big pool of your juices. Your walls clench sporadically around him, notifying him how much you love it. It's no secret anyway, Jungkook has already fucked your ass in the past.

You love hearing how his sweaty skin is clapping against yours, and you love feeling your ass getting slapped by his lap at each pounding. Your boyfriend has to hold you tight to prevent you from falling on your bed. Your arousal creates some sticky threads connecting your two bodies, disappearing when he bottoms up and drawing new ones when he pulls off to the tip. Jungkook curses when he looks at it. It's fucking hot...

"You make me do all the work, you little slut" He complains

He halts his movements. You know what he wants but you also know that his order is arousing so you wait for it.

"Come on, fuck yourself on my cock like the good girl you are" He whispers lowly but his cockiness pierces in his voice "Show me how much you want it"

Jungkook feels your walls clenching and it paints a smirk on his lips. He watches you pushing your ass back to swallow his dick and then moving forward to the tip, just to push back again. Your pace is rough and you make sure to harshly hit his pelvis when you take his member deep into you. You look like a maniac, empaling yourself on his thick cock, but you can't think about it because you love it too much. Your cunt is throbbing from the past orgasms and is sensitive from all the poundings and yet, you want more.

Your boyfriend knows you way too well. He sneaks his inked hand in your hair and harshly tugs on it, forcing you to lift up your upper body and rest your back against his brawny chest. Your scalp hurts in the most delicious way and your tits bounce when Jungkook takes control of the thrustings. You look up and smirk when you notice your set up in front on you. This insane, animalistic and perfect fuck all began because of this... You should thank your fans because Jungkook has never fucked you this good.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck and sucks more hickeys on your already redden and purple skin. The hand that was in your hair travels down to wrap your throat while the other one, sly, reaches your clit. You gasp when Jungkook starts circle motions on your bud.

"Oh my god, I'm gonna cum!" You say in a breathe when you feel your cunt clenching

Despite the tightening of your walls, you are so aroused that your juices are dripping down in your inner thighs, making a mess of Jungkook's cock too.

"You are such a good fucking whore for me" He whispers in your ear, biting your lobe too

Your hands try to handle on his strong forearm as your sloppy pussy gets ruined by your boyfriend's poundings and his raw pace. Your eyes roll in the back of your head, your mouth falls open, your cunt throbs and your breathe gets cut off as his expert fingers on your clit drive you closer to the edge. You are so close, you know it and Jungkook knows it too. That's why he fucks you even rougher, earning some whines from you, and bites your neck, marking you in all the possible ways.

You almost passed out when you cum as white dots paints your vision.

"Baby!" You moan, scream or whisper — you can't know

Thankfully, Jungkook firmly holds you against him, otherwise you would be falling miserably on your bed since your forces abandon you at the same time the wave of pleasure washes over you. Your walls throb and your lower stomach contracts as you squirt again, ruining your silk pink sheets and Jungkook's cock. Your whole body is shaken by spasms due to the power of your orgasm. Why does you boyfriend love so much pushing your limits? Because he knows that you love it just as much.

"Such a dirty girl" He purrs in your ear but you barely register it since you are still in the fog "Look at the mess you have made"

To accentuate his words, he lifts up the hand that was on your clit at the level of your face and shakes it. Drops of your cumming fly all around.

"Rain, rain, rain" He laughs lowly, not thrusting anymore but keeping his hard cock deep inside you "You can't fake it"

You want to reply something, like that you would never do it and that Jungkook really does fuck you good, but you have cotton mouth.

"Look at how fucked up you are!" He mocks you "And this motherfucker thinks he can fuck you better?" His low laugh is full of cockiness but it's the truth

His wet fingers caress your lips and you part them out of instinct. Jungkook takes the opportunity to fill your mouth with his digits and watches in awe how well you suck on them. You hum at your taste and appreciate being able to drink something.

"My sweet good girl" He says gentler, kissing your cheek

"Baby, I don't know if I can take it anymore" You confess, turning your head to look at his handsome face

You can spot the affection in his doe eyes.

"Just one last time and I'm gonna fill your little pussy up. I promise"

His words are raw but his tone is soft, just like the kiss he settles on your lips. You nod and his big palm comes up to caress your cheek. It soothes you and allows you a moment of peace before the big finale.

Jungkook circles your frame with his strong arms and falls on his back with you. The surprise makes you squeak and you could laugh if his cock buried in your cunt wasn't making you moan instead.

You dig your feet in the mattress on both sides of his thighs, takes supported on his pecs with your hands and start some ups and downs on his length. His tip is perfectly hitting your g-spot and if Jungkook wasn't helping you to settle a quick pace with his hands on your hips, you know that your legs would crash down because of the pleasure.

It feels so good to have him this deep inside you. Your tits bounce and your moans get lost in your bedroom. Your boyfriend turns his head to the side to get a peak at you fucking yourself on his fat cock in the mirror.

"Fuck, baby, you're so hot" He praises you and you thank him with a squeeze of your cunt

His thumbs caress your skin at the same time. The movement is slight but you manage to feel it. It does some weird tricks in your chest and you quicken your pace. The only problem is that the marathon of orgasms Jungkook's put you through seriously decreases your stamina. It's getting very hard for you to jump on his cock, even though you absolute love the way he is filling you.

"Baby..." You whisper in a breathe "Need you..."

You don't have to finish your sentence because Jungkook understands.

"I got you" He reassures you

He makes you rest your back on his chest, wraps arms under the back of knees to get a full access to your cunt — making you tighter in the process as your thighs are pressed against each other — and firmly plants his feet on your bed. His poundings are so harsh that your head rolls back and no sounds escape your open mouth. You almost faint because of the pleasure provided by his dick strokes in your tight and swollen cunt.

"Fuuuuck" You whine

Tears are gathering at the corners of your eyes. Jungkook is fucking you too good for your own sanity. The way his thrustings are accompanied by loud skin clapping sounds is fucking arousing. Your juices are dripping down your ass to create a mess on your boyfriend's balls.

"Oh my god!" You moan when rough slap hits the side of your ass

Your toes curl and your brain gets foggy: you know you are close. There have been too many orgasms for you to count and you have now no strength to delay them. Jungkook has turned into a fuck-machine, leaving no rest for your poor pussy. You are amazed by his stamina.

"Are you going to tell them who fucks you good?" He purrs

"You fuck me good! So fucking good, baby" You exclaim in a state of euphoria

Your voice is even shaking because of his poundings — that's how much he is ruining you. You sob at his raw dick strokes, you are way more sensitive than usual.

"I'm gonna fuck you on live and everyone will know who's little slut you are. Isn't it that right, baby? Do you want me to ruin you in front of the whole Internet?" He teases you

"Oh, fuck yes!"

"Good girl" He praises, quickly pecking your shoulder

"Kook, I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

You can't finish your sentence that you explode once again. Only this time, Jungkook enhances his pace which makes you squirt for some long seconds and you wonder if you will ever gonna stop.

"Don't stop!" You urge him while you are sobbing

Your boyfriend swipes your pussy at a rapid pace with his hand to extend your cumming and to make a bigger mess with your juices splashing everywhere. You can't hold back your scream of pleasure. You have never cummed so hard and God knows that you know what you are talking about.

"Champagne confetti" Jungkook laughs when the waterfall ends

"Please, cum" You beg him

The tiredness is noticeable in your voice. You can't take it anymore and his poundings are painful despite the remaining pleasure.

"I'm close, baby, just hold on a little bit more"

Jungkook frees your legs and you rest your feet on his strong thighs helping him to ruin you. His inked hand cups your face and turn it to his. He captures your lips in a messy kiss, swallowing your moans. You are so lost in pleasure that you don't know what is reality anymore. The only thing you are sure about is him.

"Fill me up" You whisper against his pierced lips

You can only feel him nod and, with a last powerful dick stroke, he buries his cock deep inside you and releases his seeds inside you. You sigh in content and Jungkook whispers some soothing compliments. He hugs you tight but you are too tired to do anything.

Your sheets, just like your cunt, are ruined and soaked with your juices. You roll on your side and Jungkook's cock pulling off your pussy causes his white cum to leak. You don't really care anyway.

"Are you okay? Was I too much?" Jungkook worries as he witnesses your exhausted state

"It was good, baby" You reassure him but keep your eyes closed

You sneak against him and hug him as tight as you can with a weak body. You hear his beating heart in his chest as you rest your head on it. You hum, so happy to have him in your life. Your boyfriend kisses the top of your head.

"I have to tell you something" You murmur "Promise you won't be mad"

"I promise"

"Before I called you, I turned on a live... So everyone did see us fucking" You confess, hoping that Jungkook won't feel betrayed or anything

"I know. I saw the red light of your camera"

You lift up your head and witness some playfulness in his eyes. You offer him a bright smile and kiss him passionately. Fuck, you are so lucky to have Jungkook. His hands land on your bruised ass. You scoot over and turn to the camera. You look fucked up — and you are indeed. A smirk paints your lips and you look straight into the camera lens.

"No one can fuck me better than him" You announce and end up the live

#bts jungkook #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts #smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader #kpop #fanfic #drabble #bts drabble #bts one shot #jeon jungkook #jungkook

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dazai-ritualist · 1 month

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How about yandere! Alastor (human) with a reader who ran away from him... Reader and Alastor are married out of obligation (because of the decade), but what no one counted on was that Alastor really fell in love and was obsessed with his wife, but the reader didn't ...because of work and his secret (that he killed people and devoured them) Alastor hardly spent time with the reader.. Reader then began to fall in love and have a secret relationship, without Alastor knowing.. . So even though reader didn't want to hurt Alastor, since she saw him as a friend (more than her husband), reader ran away with her lover and passion... Leaving behind a very angry Alastor... (reader doesn't know what Alastor It's true)... What would happen?

NO ONE’S BETTER THAN I AM

— the feeling of a fresh love— oh, how wonderful. you only wished that man would have been alastor, just so that he wouldn’t have hunt your true love.

— hey pals 🔥🔥!! i took manipulation tactics from my social studies class and mother gothel, did i do well? HAHAHA :]

being married to alastor, the radio show host is quite the sensation in your town. you grew to be quite a local celebrity, many women even attempting to befriend you to get closer with your husband.

although, because of your marriage, many assumed you were a woman of many talents and high intelligence. but, unfortunately… it appears as if you have the perfect life; beautiful home, wonderful husband, a comfortable life— and, while most of it is true, it is still very far from the truth. the sad truth of it all was that this was a marriage of convenience

it was the only thing that made sense. you and alastor were close in age, you were both still single, you refused to marry a man as old as your father, alastor simply wished to rid himself of the many women throwing themselves at him, and you were already quite close to him since your parents were close, it was the best-case scenario.

when both of your parents had learned of the news, that alastor proposed to you, they were more than delighted. alastor’s mom immediately welcomed you into the family as one of her own, and alastor had grown to be fond of your father.

in front of cameras and watching eyes, alastor played the role of a loving husband well; keeping you safe with an arm wrapped around your waist, giving you his coat in cold weather, and speaking nothing but lovely worship in your name.

you played the ‘doting wife’ role surprisingly well too. the only thing that was different was alastor didn’t stop the act when you were behind closed doors.

‘what if someone is spying on us, hm? they may reveal our little secret to the media!’ that was his excuse. and your reason to let him kiss you, hold you against his chest, and even join you as you bathe occasionally. it always felt weird though. to you, alastor was nothing more than a friend, even something like a brother. doing all these intimate and romantic things with him, it felt wrong.

and even despite all the intimacy, you still felt lonely. here in your large house, you felt lonely; cooking a dinner for two, eating as one, and always having to leave the pot simmering over the stove, so that it’s still warm for your husband. warm for him up until midnight, when he’d usually come home— sometimes even returning home later…

and, on these late nights, you’d remain sleepless. what could he be doing? his radio broadcast only lasts up until 9 in the night. could he possibly be engaging with a mistress of sorts? doing all kinds of scandalous things before returning to your bed, bringing your back close to his chest and resting his face on the nape of your neck.

although it was unlikely… considering how you always wake up to a love letter from alastor in place of where he should be in your bed, but nonetheless, it didn’t stop those thoughts.

eventually, life began to grow boring… chores day and night before going to sleep again— it was just a boring cycle that filled your life with despair and simply just making you miserable.

that is, until you met eugene. quite the handsome man, he may even be a model! you ran into him when he was in a luxury shop, inspecting various items for purchase.

his fuzzy eyebrows, his big brown eyes, and his charming and gorgeous american smile— it’s hard not to fall for such a man.

it started off so innocent; just meeting him to shop together, then it escalated into lunch together, and then that night…

alastor brought you to the club where mimzy performs at, and just by coincidence, eugene had been there with some of his high school friends. under the influence of alcohol, alastor had climbed up the stage and danced with mimzy. laughing at your silly husband, you pointed him out to eugene as well.

and, in that moment he turned you around and kissed you. you tensed, fearing the sudden infidelity; how media would cover this kind of news for months. oh wait… everyone’s wasted, aren’t they..?

your breath heaved in fear, eyes darting to your husband, not even glancing at you— that was when you melted into his kiss.

after that night, the two of you had made an agreement to rendezvous every now and then at your house while alastor was still busy as ever at ‘work’.

and as these meetings with eugene became more and more frequent, the two of you may have… fallen in love. despite that, you still felt guilty; cheating on your husband who has done nothing but be a gentle and loving provider, how could you repay him like this?

but, then again, it is simply a marriage of convenience… alastor doesn’t love you, he couldn’t possibly… the two of you are best friends! so, if you told him, would he mind?

still, you couldn’t possibly risk it. this isn’t a relationship that will last long if the two of you keep it a secret, you have to find a solution soon.

“run away with me.”

“what?! are you insane?!?” you frowned at your lover. “you need to get away from him, and you’re too scared to tell him, aren’t you? it’s the perfect solution.” he argued back.

“alastor… won’t accept it that easily… he’ll probably try to hunt us down, then take me back…” your nose scrunched in fear at the thought. “isn’t it worth the risk, my love?” he took your hand in his, placing a gentle kiss on your fingers. “ah, f…fine…”

a week later, that was when you decided to leave. you packed a suitcase filled with your belongings. honestly, it was not much. most of the things in the house were bought by alastor before he had married you.

you were just about to leave, your lover right outside the door with a getaway car, prepared to leave your life in new orleans behind when your husbands voice stopped you.

“going somewhere, my love?”

“alastor! w-what are you doing up?” you jumped, turning around to face him. “i’d like to ask the same thing, my sweet darling. why do you have a suitcase and a car waiting for you?” he grinned wide, tilting his head.

“ah— i was gonna go out of state for a surprise for you…” you lied, breath shaky. “were you now? was this surprise that i’d never see my beautiful wife ever again?” he scoffed, walking over to you and grabbing you by your chin.

“did you think i’d really be so ignorant as to not know when my own wife is sneaking out? especially to meet other men…” he raised an eyebrow. “alastor! t-this isn’t what you think it is…” you frowned, tears building up in your eyes.

“oh, my dear, how pretty you look when you cry…” he smiled, taking a finger to wipe your tears and putting his finger against his tongue. “fine then, leave your loving and sweet husband behind… just know that— i’ve already corrupted you for any other man to enjoy. no one will love a divorcee, will they?” he moved his hand to cup your cheek, gentle despite his harsh words.

“i’ll let you have your fun, darling. soon enough, you’ll realize that there is no man who can love you better than i can.” he pulled his hand away from you, moving to your hips and leaving a lasting kiss on your lips.

unlike how he usually is, this kiss was harsh, possessive, and brutal. so devoid of any love, it was a pure, unadulterated obsession.

“i know what is best for you, darling. i’ll see you home very soon.”

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onsomenewsht · 2 months

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now playing: Don't Tell My Mom

< track 3 || track 5 >

》 Alexia Putellas x Reader (past), María León x Reader (platonic), Leah Williamson x Reader (platonic)

》 words count: +1.5k

》 what you don't know won't hurt you, oh / Mama, I'll lie, just for you

As soon as your phone lights up with a Facetime call, you know.

No warning message, no text just to make sure you’re free to talk. A cold Facetime request from María, one of your best friends but definitely someone who means trouble if calling like that.

Launching yourself on your sofa unceremoniously, you accept the call and your fate as Mapi’s grin appears on your broken screen. How can she be so smug even miles away goes beyond you.

“Who died?”

Not the most warm way to start a conversation.

“Hola a ti también, nena” (Hello to you too)

“You look awful”

She looks amazing, she’s practically glowing and you’re happy for her.

Also, you’re happy for yourself too. It’s a relief this is not the scolding call you’ve been waiting for quite some time. It’s coming, you can feel it, but Ingrid enters the frame and you immediately know this is good news.

“Tienes que ser buena conmigo” (You should be nicer to me)

Mapi really isn’t the type to tiptoe around something so you don’t get why she didn’t start this conversation by screaming the news. Or making the journey and knocking on your door directly.

You let her be, she probably wants to enjoy it.

“Why should I? I moved to another country just to avoid it”

“Nena”, she pauses and her smile dims for a moment.

She knows English better than she lets everyone believe, so she gets the quip - or your attempt to joke about it. You’re not sure if it’s because of what you said or something else entirely, the two of you have yet to talk about the reason why you’re single and in another country.

Your transfer was eventful, to say at least. The faded blonde didn’t handle it very well, having taken you under her wing when you first moved from a mid-table club in your home country to Barcelona Femení - after a couple of years on a loan in different leagues too.

María’s the one who welcomed you in the locker room with rapid words and contagious enthusiasm. She kept talking with you in Spanish, even if you needed an entire year to be able to hold a simple conversation in your third language, but she’s someone you relied on since the very beginning.

María’s also the first one to realise something was growing between you and Alexia, the first - and the loudest - to cheer when you mindlessly kissed in front of the team mid night out, the first one to give you both a shovel talk.

Sometimes it’s way too easy to forget how many people you can hurt with a decision that’s just your own to make.

You feel the need to take the conversation back on track.

“When is the wedding?”

“¿Quién te lo dijo?!” (Who told you?!)

“Your stupid face”, thankfully the Spaniard gets her brightness back at your words, “And I can see that huge rock even from here!”

Ingrid is matching a beaming smile, moving her hand closer to the camera and you can’t hold back your own joy. They truly deserve the devotion and support they share with one another. If you have to be happy for someone else’s love, you’re glad it’s for them.

And that ring is impressive.

The memory of a beautiful ring hidden in a shoe box in the back of a closet makes you shiver. Is it still there or she got rid of it as first thing after dropping you off at the airport? Does Mapi know about it?

“Show off, that’s worth my value”

“Tonterías!, no eres tan buena” (Bullshit, you’re not even that good!)

“You are, she’s just too proud to admit it”, at Ingrid’s first words you immediately remember why lately she’s the one you like the most of the two.

“Haz la maleta y no quiero excusas, volverás aquí” (Pack you beg and no excuses, you’re coming back here)

Mapi’s witty remark is not missed, she saw you growing up and developing your very own unhealthy coping mechanism. Maybe you have a tendency to avoid confrontation, what about that? She goes for any adrenalin rush activity available when in denial so she’s not in the position to judge.

You shift uncomfortably under their gazes, sitting upright but hitting the back of the sofa with your head.

You may be in a different country and there may be a screen between you and the pair, but María is still like a big sister to you and the other girl is basically the only reason you’re still sane and survived throughout your friendship with the Spaniard.

However, you can’t let them know how broken you are, not when you regret nothing that led to this.

“Why not Norway?”, worth a shot.

“We’re basically going to celebrate in any corner of the world, I don’t think you can miss this”

“Then I can be anywhere else, Ingrid”

“Mapi’s family is gonna be here”, and you’re her family too it’s what she’s too considerate to say aloud but you all hear anyway.

“I don’t think is a good idea, no one want me there”

“That’s not true”

“Nena, por favor!”

The silence is deafening, when you find the gut to look at your friends it’s easy to remember the love, the support, and respect that bond your relationships.

A transfer to another country, all the attempts to hide from the consequences of your own choices, the hearts broken. None of those things are really able to cut those kinds of connections.

“I’m happy for you two”, you say with the biggest and most sincere smile in a while.

Mapi accepts your decision to keep the conversation light, focusing on this happy and long awaited news.

She’s glowing and you really are happy for her, for them. The desire to celebrate their love, to be there when they will share such pure joy with all the people they care about, sweeps away your fears of being confronted by the human form of the consequences of your own choices.

When the call ends, the usual weight you feel between your ribs doesn’t make your breathing heavier and the familiar bitter taste of guilt doesn’t pervade your mouth.

You book a ticket to Barcelona before it all comes back to you.

“Mapi and Ingrid are getting married”

“It’s a plague!”

Leah is unlacing her boots, the two of you the last ones in the changing room after an additional training session the blonde insisted you needed.

You’re playing in a slightly different position here, but you feel like those extra hours are more for her sake than your own, scared that you will find a way to avoid your new teammates if not involved in any possible activity.

You indulge her, you’re used to demanding and perfectionist captains after all.

“I have to go back to Barcelona”

“I bet, she’s gonna drag you there personally otherwise”

“María is not that―”

“I’m talking about Engen”, she smirks and she is right, Ingrid is way more effective in her convincing methods.

Still sitting on the bench in your training gear, you let her understand you’re not ready to leave yet. Not the room nor the conversation.

“What’s the problem, trotter?”

She managed to give you the worst nickname possible, making fun both of your way to run on the pitch and the fact you spent the past ten years in five different countries - it’s probably also a quip about the circumstances that bring you here but you give her the benefit of the doubt.

“No problem at all, I’m happy for them”

“They’re really cute”

“They are”, you miss them.

You miss the familiar embrace and the easy banter you share with María, you miss the warm support and the nights out with Ingrid, you miss the silence and the comforting methods Keira always found to take your homesickness away, you miss the funny and the cheerful attitude you wrap yourself around with Jana, Claudia and Ona. You miss them all.

You miss Alexia.

You miss how she always finds time to walk her dog out, doesn’t matter the weather or her busy schedule. You miss the subtle way she turns the radio’ volume up when a song she knows you like is on, and the not-so-subtle way she pretends to hate them all just to sing with you on the first chorus. You miss her body fitting perfectly all over your life, when moving in your house like it’s built around her, or when she’s ideally positioned on the pitch to receive your pass, or even when her hands find yours despite everything and everywhere you are.

You miss Alexia but you don’t deserve to grieve something you killed yourself.

“Do you need a pep talk from Kim?”

“Don’t you dare!”

Last time Leah called on your team captain to put up with your somber mood, you ended on the bench for two games yet sent her a nice bouquet as an apology - and as a thanks for the help.

“Look, you can’t hide from her forever”

“I can definitely try”

The smile she directs to you is both amused and bushed.

“I just don’t think our closest friend’s wedding is the best occasion to meet her for the first time after… well, after everything”, you admit while repeatedly hitting the changing room’s wall with the back of your head.

“Maybe not, maybe we will have to face them in the next Champion League’s draw”

She jinxed it.

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lunamochii · 3 months

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"We were just getting to the good part.." // rafayel x f!reader

cw // smut, phone seggs, use of endearment 'baby'

a/n: Inspired by that one call with him and told us to make some noise😩

part two

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

You were just scrolling and watching videos on your phone while laying on your bed when Rafayel's caller id appeared. You sat yourself up and rest your back on the headboard. Tapping the accept button, you were greeted by his bored voice.

"Hey, what are you doing right now?"

"About to go to sleep. Why?" You ask while looking out on the window

"Don't sleep yet. Why don't you accompany me, hm? I'm finishing this painting and the silence is killing me..."

"But I gotta wake up early tomorrow for work..."

You heard him groan and you can already imagine him rolling his eyes

"Hmp! You barely got time for me. Fine, I understand. Who am I even to you, right? It's okay. You can hang up."

You couldn't stop yourself and burst out to laughter and you heard him groan in annoyance.

"Gosh! You're unbelievable Rafayel! Fine fine, what can I do to accompany you?"

"No no it's okay. Don't push yourself. I understand that I don't matter to you anymore.."

You giggled to yourself before laying flat on your stomach

"Oh come on, you big baby. Care to tell what can I do?"

You heard him sigh but his definitely smling

"Just make some noise. Your voice is enough to keep me going and finish this painting."

He said and resume on what he was doing but a minute have passed but you haven't said a word. He thought you fell asleep and was about to call your name out when you made a noise. A noise he only knows.

You gulp before letting out a whimper and soft moan. You decided to mess with him and ended the call right away after making that noise but Rafayel called again but this time, his requesting a video call. You answered it right away and you were met with his gaze, you can tell that his sitting on his couch. You sat up again with your back leaning on the headboard of your bed.

"You really do enjoy teasing me huh..."

"Hm? What do you mean?" You played dumb but he won't let you get away on what you just did

"Oh baby, if I was there I would have you gripping on my shoulders for support."

He grin when he saw you blush and look away from the camera

"Oh uh, don't look away. Now, why don't you flip your camera and let me what you are wearing?"

"Rafayel!" You gasp

"What? You started this."

He said and his camera flip and now you're looking at the tent on his pants.

"Pfft- your expression right now is amusing."

"You! Ugh, fine."

You said and flip your camera and now his looking at your expose legs and your cleavage. You are wearing the night gown he bought you. You heard him cuss faintly and his hands began to caress his member throught the fabric of his pants.

"Fuck, place your phone on a stand and make sure it's facing you."

You did as what he told you and he did what he just said to you. Now, you can clearly see how his a blushing mess. Ears red as a tomato as he tries to drown his voice by placing his other hand over his mouth.

"What do you want me to do next, Yel?" You ask

"Mhm spread your legs.."

Your heart thump as you did and his eyes almost pop out from it's socket seeing you aren't wearing a underwear. You saw how his hand grip tight and his eyes darted from your face to your expose cunt.

"Holy... you're beautiful..."

"Hey! You're being unfair. Why don't you get rid of your pants too?"

"Woah easy, I will.."

He unbuckled his pants and immediately took it off and toss it on the side together with his underwear. Seeing his erect cock, you can't help but gulp. You felt yourself getting wet and your thighs closes trying to get a friction.

"Loving what you see huh...don't close your legs on me baby. Kee them open and start to touch yourself."

You simply nodded and began to touch yourself, a moan escape from your lips and it prompted Rafayel to began touching his self too. It began with slow strokes to his cock and your fingers slowly tracing circles on your clit.

"Can't believe I'm doing this with you... haah insert a finger.."

"Rafayel..."

You moan out his name as soon you insert a finger and he almost came by just that. He run his free hand to his hair and began to jerk off at the sight of you fucking yourself with your own finger.

"Damn it! Hng, tomorrow... come to my house.."

"O-Okay.. this feel so good..."

Your free hand starts to grope your breast and your hips began to grind on your finger as your moan got more louder and louder

"That's it baby. Fuck yourself... hm you look so sexy..."

"Oh Yel! I want your cock in me so bad..."

"You will... hnng! Insert another finger baby.."

You take your one finger out and brought it close to your lips, sucking on two fingers you could taste yourself. Then, you slowly insert two fingers inside you making you arch your back, your legs trembling

"Shit! Shit! Thrust it faster baby, come on."

"Rafayel! Rafayel!"

"Shh I'm here.."

A sob escape your lips as you felt overstimulated already, your fingers is now easily slipping in and out of you while your other hand is groping and pinching your nipples.

"Look at me baby.. look at me..."

Your gaze drop on your phone and you can see how hard his jerking off his cock. His hips bucking, thrusting into the air.

"I wanna kiss you so bad Rafayel..."

"Me too baby, me too. Hmm I'm cumming.."

"Let's cum together.."

He nodded and you throw your head back as you thrust your fingers more faster and harder that you can hear squelching noise it's making due to it being so wet. You heard him moan your name too and you also heard something crash down but you're too high to care right now.

"Rafayel!"

"Fuck!"

You both came together and you couldn't stop yourself from drilling your fingers deep into you as you slowly thrust your fingers riding yourself down from your own high.

Rafayel curse through his mind seeing how he spilled his own cum on the floor, he let go of his cock and grab the box of tissues and clean himself up. Once he was done on cleaning himself and the floor. He wore his pants again and sat down on the couch again, he grab his phone to get it closer to his face. He saw how fuck you are that you still let out a moan when you removed your fingers out of your cunt.

"You okay baby? I'll come over right now. I'll bring your favorite foods."

You slowly sat up and grab your phone, you shut your eyes trying to sort your mind out. You lay back down on the bed and curl to your side, holding your phone with both of your hands.

"Hurry Yel', wanna kiss you s'bad.."

He chuckles before kissing the screen

"Alright, see you baby.

You could only hum as a response and you drift off to sleep and he ended the call. He grab the key to your house which you gave to him.

With a smile to his face, he can only think on how he'll have you all to himself tonight and tomorrow.

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minjix · 1 year

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omegle.com → Vinnie Hacker x reader

summary: in which a blonde boy with messy hair and tattoos makes you smile.

a/n: so badly written omg :(

warnings: penises are mentioned which basically is omegles trademark lol, + the usual swearing

masterlist

You sighed as the screen turned gray once more after being swore at by a group of teenage girls. You came onto the notorious sight purely out of boredom and a sense of twisted curiosity hoping to have a good chat with a decent human being, but so far you’ve been unsuccessful.

You’ve been called every word under the sun and you could feel your patience wearing thin.

Just as you were about to click off the godforsaken site, a boy appeared in the box under yours.

He was beautiful. His hair, blonde and messy, and his eyes a dark brown, almost appearing black in his lighting.

You both stared wide eyed at each other.

“Hi?” You whispered, you mouth going dry.

He smiled and you swore that you died on the spot.

“Hey.” He chuckled and you found yourself embarrassed when you compared his voice to dark chocolate. He continued and you could only stare, mesmerized by him. “I’m Vinnie.”

“The pooh?” If you could punch yourself, you would. Your eyes turned wide as you started to apologize but his laughter made you stop.

“Yeah, Vinnie the pooh,” He shook his head, his hair swaying from the movement. “that’s a good one,”

“I spell my name with a simple V.” He gave you a heart stopping smile, “what’s your name?” He asked with a glint in his eyes. He relaxed into his seat, waiting for you to speak.

“Y/n, I’m Y/n.” You struggled to speak, his eyes were intense even through the screen.

“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you.” His smile was still very much present and you found yourself growing more relaxed, giving him a smile back.

Yeah, you liked this conversation.

“So how come you’re on here?” He found himself asking, wanting to keep the conversation going.

“Oh!” You looked sheepishly at him, “just wanted someone to talk to,” you began. “You’re the longest conversation I’ve had so far.”

He chuckled again, “well I’m honored, Y/n.”

god, how could someone be so fucking handsome and nice at the same time?

“It’s an honor to meet you too Vinnie,” your smile was still present but it faltered in shock when he raised his arm to run a hand through his hair. “So, how many penises have you seen so far?” He asked playfully, unaware of your gaze on his tattoos.

You snapped yourself out of it with a shy smile. “Too many to count, to be honest.” He shook his head with a sympathetic smile. “It’s been severed into my brain, I’m so glad my roommates haven’t walked in on me with a penis on my screen.” You laughed and nodded your head in agreement.

He sighed and stared straight into his camera. “So what do you do in your free time?” He genuinely wanted to know more.

“I work at a grocery store.” You couldn’t stop smiling. “And when I’m not working I’m at home, and you?”

He blushed, clearing his throat. “I do TikTok’s.” You raised your eyebrows and immediately grabbed your phone. “What’s your handle?”

“vhackerr.” He watched as your face was lit up by your screen, deep in focus as you searched his name.

“Holy shit! Dude, you have 15 million followers!” He laughed at your expression, a proud feeling blossoming in chest. “Yeah,” he bit his lip as your eyes focused on him again.

“Can I get your number?” He asked, feeling timid all of the sudden. You froze. “You don’t have to- I just really enjoy talking to you-“

“Yeah,” you interrupted, clearing you throat to get rid of the rasp. “You can have my number,”

The blonde boy threw his head backwards with a hoot, a grin plastered on his lips. “Thank you!” You laughed out loud and gave him your number.

“Is it cool if I call you instead?”

“Yeah, it’s cool.”

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker fluff #vinnie x you #vinnie x y/n #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie hacker x reader #fluff #vinnie imagines

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7brownsuga7 · 2 months

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Taehyung boyfriend headcanon ♡

Loves to sing to you. Or will hum to you, especially while you guys cuddle in bed

This relationship runs on impulsive decisions. Running out in the rain? Check. Randomly going on long road trips? Check. Laying out on the grass one random day? Check. Just very random activities.

Cute dates. Jazz clubs, fine dining, cute picnics, road trips, etc

Flowers have an occasional appearance in your home. He loves buying you flowers and will pick them up whenever he sees pretty ones.

Loads of love letters and notes. He’s constantly giving them to you because he has so much love for you and so much to say. He loves expressing himself and this is one way how he does it.

You’re his muse. He’s always inspired and has so much creativity because of you. You give him so much inspiration to do the things he loves.

Loves taking pictures of you and having little photo shoots. He definitely has a ton of pictures and videos of you in his camera roll

Will send you songs that remind you of him. Especially love songs. He’s definitely a playlist maker and has made tons of playlists for you that he’s put his heart and soul into.

Very needy and requires a lot of attention. Although he denies being a big baby, he is and he knows it.

Gifts!! He loves gifting you jewellery, cute dainty necklaces and bracelets for sure.

He will slow dance with you at home, in the kitchen as you both cook. He just enjoys those little moments where you’re both together enjoying the music and each others embrace

Gossip!! You two are obsessed with coming home and telling each other about your day/tea. And you better give him the details!

Has a habit of people watching with you. That’s a big part of your outings. And a way for you to pass on time.

I don’t know but I feel like he likes to have matching couple stuff like jewellery, phone cases, etc. not blatant matching things but you know like small details

He has this thing we’re he will randomly draw you in his own style. Just randomly as your going about your day he’ll shyly show you his drawings of you.

Massages!!!! He will occasionally give you massages to get rid of any tension in your body. He wants you to feel comfortable and hates when you feel tense

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cloudyyoimiya · 1 year

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hello cloudd. may i req any bsd character (i’d love to see doa though ahah i love them) get jealous over their s/o hanging out more with another bsd character, but they ‘can’t’ do anything because it’s a co-worker of theirs? i hope it makes sense.. totally isn’t an ask for yandere hcs

omg i’m so happy to see you in my inbox krei! anyways yes that made sense don’t worry! also i hope you dont mind that i actually did the main three of the doa! they all make me giggle and kick my feet

Their Darling Hangs Out With Their Coworker; Sigma, Nikolai Gogol, and Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Format: Headcanons

Possible warnings: Yandere/dark content, unhealthy relationships, jealousy, manipulation.

Sigma

Simply put, Sigma gets jealous very easily. You’re the meaning to his life, the candle that led him out of the dark. So when you started your friendship with Nikolai, Sigma was distressed.

He had no clue what to do with himself. Sigma cares about your happiness, so he wouldn’t try to do anything too rash, but he’d still want to distance you from him.

Sigma knows that Nikolai is a very unstable individual, so he was absolutely terrified of leaving you alone with him. If you and Nikolai happened to be in the casino, Sigma would constantly be watching you via security cameras. He wanted to make sure that the jester didn’t do anything… unsavory towards you.

It irritated Sigma that he couldn’t just get rid of Nikolai.

Nikolai was his coworker after all.

If he even laid a hand on him, Fyodor would know and he’d be severely punished.

It made Sigma want to rip his hair out.

It made him feel sick.

He absolutely hated it.

If he ever caught you getting put in danger, Sigma would immediately take you back from Nikolai and lock you up for a few weeks. He’d then lecture you about how terrible Nikolai is and how he’d hurt you in a snap.

Sigma might also feed you some lies about Nikolai. He knows everything about you; your likes and dislikes. He’d use that to his advantage and tell you how Nikolai did all of the things you don’t like with a serious expression.

Of course you believed him because he’d never lie to you, right?

He’d then try to guilt you into staying away from Nikolai for good measure. You wouldn’t want to upset your boyfriend and future spouse, would you? You don’t want to leave him, right?

In all honesty, he would be the best out of the three.

Nikolai Gogol

Let’s say for Nikolai you befriended Fyodor. The two of you would sometimes sit in his office and just talk, or sometimes he’d bring you out for some tea. Fyodor’s intent wasn’t anything romantic, he just thought that your views of the world were so.. interesting.

Being the good friend you are, you always joined him whenever he asked you to hang out.

Nikolai was absolutely stuck on what to do. He didn’t approve of your friendship with Fyodor one bit, but he was happy to see you getting along with someone he admired.

His conflicting feelings made him want to kill the rat. He absolutely hated feeling chained down his emotions like this.

It left such a bitter taste in his mouth.

He’d do anything to make it stop.

One time he actually did come close to killing Fyodor.

You were out at a bookstore and Fyodor had joined you. Nikolai would have stayed in the shadows, silently watching the two of you. Eventually Fyodor had put his hand on your back, and apparently that was the final straw for the jester.

It took everything in him to not take you away right then and there.

Eventually when you and Fyodor parted ways, Nikolai magically appeared beside you with an unreadable expression. You had asked him what was wrong but he only grabbed your wrist with an iron grip.

He brought you back to your shared apartment and locked you in your room until Nikolai sorted out his emotions.

Nikolai is a sadistic yandere, yes, but he wouldn’t be sadistic towards you without any reason; or being caught up in his emotions for that matter.

What it all comes down to is that he still loves his darling despite how they made him feel some wretched emotion besides love.

He’d eventually calm down and trap you in your apartment until you can ‘behave yourself.’

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

For Fyodor let’s say that you befriended Sigma. You originally approached him since he seemed lonely and needed some time off from work, but over time your friendship with him grew. Fyodor only watched as this happened on the side lines.

Surely you weren’t stupid enough to talk to another man while you had him, right?

Well, he was wrong; though he slightly expected this from you. You always cared about other people, even if they didn’t care about you.

Normally if something like this was to happen with anyone else, he’d kill off your friend immediately. But since Sigma is one of his coworkers and is vital to his plan, he’s unable to take care of him.

That fact slightly infuriates him, but he’d never let it show. He’d let it boil under the surface until he eventually confronts you.

Fyodor reached his breaking point when Sigma was fast asleep in his office and you put your jacket over his back so he wouldn’t get cold.

You’re only supposed to be doing those type of things with Fyodor.

It made him almost want to kill you along with Sigma.

Oh so gradually Fyodor would start feeding lies to Sigma about how you’re only using him, and in return he’d tell you lies about Sigma, saying that he’s an awful person that only wishes to see you fail.

Fyodor’s lies made the two of you extremely angry at each other, and eventually the two of you would stop talking.

Fyodor would let you cry to him with open arms. He’d be there to comfort you and tell you that everything is all right.

He’d be there to tell you that other people only wish to hurt you.

Locking you away wouldn’t be his solution for this issue, but if something similar happens again in the future, he may consider it. He won’t be so nice next time.

Fyodor would be the worst to have out of the three in terms of mentality. Let’s just hope that you don’t break easily.

this was my first yandere ask on this acc! i hope you liked it <3

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k-hotchoisan · 5 months

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[congrats on the 500 followers!!] #19 pls!!

19. Skype Video Call sex with Yeosang or Sexting with Yeosang?

Thank u anon for the congratulations (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)🩷 YOU ALL ARE SO NICE PLEASE 😭🩷

NONETHELESS imagining Yeosang looking all cute and shy behind cameras?? VIDEO CALL IS A MUST BECAUSE HIS vOICE TOO HELLO????

When you’re excited to show Yeosang new toys you bought, so you give him a little surprise when you face time him.

Genres/warnings: smut, drabble, use of toys, mutual (virtual) masturbation, orgasms, dirty talk

Tag list: @bro-atz @diamond-3 <message me to be in my tag list✨)

K’s 500: This or that? masterlist here!

Yeosang’s phone buzzes one lazy Sunday night. The moment he sees that it’s your name, he immediately unlocks his phone.

[yeo, I bought some reeeeally cute toys today! Do you wanna see?]

Yeosang doesn’t think too much about it. You usually send him or show him the stuff you bought, and he likes to hear you talk and gush about it. He adores your enthusiasm—the way your face brightens up when you’re showing off the funky stuff you bought.

So he replies with an [okay!!]

[but you need to be alone though!! It’s only for your eyes!]

Yeosang raises an eyebrow, and he looks around. No one’s at home at the moment-

[…in your room]

And Yeosang laughs. It’s as if you hear his thoughts. He gets up from the couch and goes into his room. He shuts the door behind him and is comfortable on his bed, sinking into the mattress. He replies you with the green light that he’s definitely alone right now.

A few seconds later, your caller ID flickers across his screen, and he answers. But what he doesn’t expect to see is the camera view pointing right at your lower abdomen. It’s fine, he thinks, that is, until the quality improves a little that he realises that you’re only in a shirt and panties.

“Babe~ can you hear me?” You call out, as you bend over to adjust the camera, pushing it slightly back so your face is in view, and Yeosang is just staring at the way your tits are peeking out of the collar of your shirt, and he swallows hard.

“Y-yeah”, Yeosang manages out, lying to his side as he presses his legs together.

You fix your hair for a moment looking at yourself through your own screen before giving the most innocent smile.

“Yay, great! So I just really wanted to show you this toy I just bought-“ you say offhandedly, as you reach over off-screen, grabbing a lilac coloured silicon toy. “-and I thought you might like it because it’s such a pretty colour.” Yeosang’s thoughts are all over the place. It’s the first time you’re suddenly doing something like this, and the moment he sees the vibrator appear on screen, he almost loses it.

“-and I think you deserve to see me use it for the first time, right?” You hum, stroking the toy. “Since we will be using it often. Might as well.”

He swallows hard as the tent in his pants only grow. The thought of him drawing out endless orgasms at a quicker pace when he pins it on your clit while he fucks you hard from below, or you using it to overstimulate his pretty little cock to the point he’s begging you to stop-

“Yeosang”, you call out, snapping him out of his little daydreams. He knows he’s been caught. But you pretend not to notice.

“Do you want to be in a more comfortable position. It’s only fun if I get to see you play with yourself too.”

“Of course”, he replies quickly, trying to rid his hazing and perverted mind, evidently to no avail. He positions his phone at his night stand, and your view of him is him lying down, head against the pillows, his lower body barely making into the cut. He’s hugging the pillow.

“Have you sanitised it yet?” Yeosang asks. A soft smile appears on your lips. It’s a small detail but his attention to such things always makes your heart flutter so much for him.

That’s why you wanted to put on a little show for him. Yeosang deserves it. And you also adore seeing him slowly getting flustered.

“I did! Thank you for reminding me baby”, you giggle, lifting your knees up, the way the wet patch of fabric pressing against your wet cunt doesn’t go unnoticed by Yeosang. Yeosang internally curses. He wants to be in you so bad right now. He watches you cover the toy in lube.

“Turning it on now”, you say, flicking the on button as the toy springs into life, buzzing lowly. Yeosang’s eyes are glued to the screen, watching the way you’re talking about it has different settings and vibrations, which honestly, does not register in his head because his attention only settles in when you press the toy at your clothed pussy.

“A-ah… it’s only at the lowest setting but it already tickles.”

Yeosang eyes the way the wet patch grows larger and larger. He’s absentmindedly palming his painfully hard erection, not ready to take it out yet.

You shift the vibrator up a little and it’s pressed right against your clit. Your thighs jerk from the sensation, as a soft moan echoes into the mic, right to Yeosang’s cock.

“It’s good but not good enough. Should I remove my panties?” You ask innocently, lifting the toy off your crotch, your fingers tugging against the fabric. Yeosang nods desperately.

You laugh, pulling the fabric to the side, and your cunt is in full glory—decorated with slick and looking so delicious. Yeosang’s mind hazes even more. God fuck, the things he would do to just get to your pussy, his pussy. He pulls out his cock from his track pants, and it’s so hard and pretty.

“This toy is pretty, but nothing could ever compare to your pretty little dick, Yeosangie”, you compliment, admiring the way his cock twitches at your words.

“Continue, please”, Yeosang huffs, giving himself slow strokes.

You giggle again, which instantly is replaced by a whiny moan as you press the toy right at your clit. Yeosang hears you press a button and the buzzing intensifies, and your cries are growing louder, and it sounds so fucking beautiful.

“Babe, this feels so good. I think you’ll like it. You’ll like it when I press this against your tip and force you not to cum right?”

Yeosang groans, pressing his thumb over his silt as he begins to fuck his hand. His low moans are sending you off the edge. You could never comprehend how a pretty face like him has a voice so fucking delectable and low.

“God, so good. I wanna fuck myself with this now”, you say. Yeosang barely has his eyes open from the pleasure but now he’s starting right at your screen, wanting to see your cunt swallow the toy like how it swallows his cock.

He watches. You slide the toy along your folds, making small squeals as more cream leaks out of your hole, before you push the silicone vibrator right into your cunt so easily. You gasp as your lower body vibrates a little before you force yourself to stay still. Your panties are completely soaked by this point, so you opt to take them off, struggling with the vibrator pressing against your walls. Soon, your legs are fully spread open, only the tail of the toy peaking out of your hole.

You sigh, as you tug the tail end of the toy, letting it go slightly in and out of your cunt for Yeosang to see.

“What are you thinking about Yeosang?” You ask, attempting to prolong the pleasure. Yeosang is pumping his cock so desperately, the sound of skin slapping and the way precum oozes out of his tip making the sounds even wetter.

“Thinking about,” he pants, struggling to form proper thoughts. “Thinking about fucking you with that vibrator in you like that.”

“Naughty boy. You wanna feel the vibrator in your cock too?”

Yeosang nods, struggling to keep his eyes open as the pleasure only builds.

You’re not faring any better, the vibrations were climbing up in intensity, your legs jolting from time to time as the knot in your stomach pulls taut.

“Yeosang…” you call out. “It feels so good. Oh my god. I want you here so bad. I want you to fuck me ‘till I can’t think.”

Now Yeosang curses vocally as he watches the way your hole leaks out more thick cream, onto the tail of the vibrator, and the way you’re looking into the camera with a fucked out expression—eyes hooded and a pout. Your fingers reach down and pull open your folds, letting more cream dribble out of your folds as you watch the precum on Yeosang’s cock turn more thicker.

Yeosang’s moans are deep and it only turns you on even more as he also watches you with hooded eyes. God he’s so fucking pretty when he’s fuckedout like that.

“Cum for me, babe”, Yeosang whimpers, trying to hold off his orgasm. The knot in your tummy is so tight now the moment those words leave his lips.

“Fuck me, oh god I’m cumming”, you sob, the vibrations sending you over the edge, as you squirt all over the floor in attempt to remove the toy from your cunt.

And Yeosang bursts at the same time when he watches you squirt for him, crying out your name as he milks himself dry, cum spurting out of his cock, landing on his abdomen.

The both of you are left panting for a few seconds before your laughter echoes across the screen. Yeosang’s cheeks are flushed and it’s the cutest thing ever.

“Fuck. I could go for a round two since I’m not doing anything tonight”, you hum as you rub your toy against your folds again.

Yeosang sits up quickly as he tucks his cock back into his pants.

“I’ll be there in fifteen”, he shouts as he removes his stained shirt, rummaging through his closet for another.

You laugh as you disconnect the call.

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raelle-writing · 3 months

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Was it even Jin's video that got posted???

I've been staring and trying to make sense of the angles in Keng's office for the past hour so I decided to do a write up and see if I can make sense of it... something is WEIRD.

WARNING: this post contains screenshots of SA, all those will be below the cut:

So when we as the audience are shown the shots of Keng and Non, we're shown two different angles. The first one, when Jin first opens the door, is of Keng and Non's legs. The second is of their heads/faces.

In earlier episodes we're shown a bit more of the layout of Keng's office, shown here:

But the angles just... don't make sense? When you analyze them. Like for example, here's what we see in episode 6 when Non comes to see Keng. The angle shown is of Non leaning decently far into the room, and then still only being able to see Keng above the barrier

When the video is uploaded to social media, we see this as the thumbnail, which appears to be shot at a low angle BETWEEN the two barriers. But that angle doesn't make sense when shot from the door.

You can see it in this shot of Jin recording, it looks like the extruding corner is in the way of whatever he's shooting.

Not to mention, in the shot of Non showing up to that office, the book shelf is pretty obtrusive of the view of what's happening. It seems like, in order for the shot of their heads to be what's shown in the thumbnail, the person would've had to be further into the room

Add on to that, the couch itself is way too small for someone to be able to see around the barrier one way AND the other way. So basically it was impossible for someone at Jin's angle to see BOTH the legs around one end of the barrier AND the heads around the other.

With the corners, the bookshelf, and the angle in mind, it seems to me that the only angle it makes sense for Jin to have seen and recorded without going further into the room is that of the legs, not their faces...

Especially since he records low, but the thumbnail picture is basically the same height as the couch... which to me, looks lower than where Jin is holding the camera

Conclusion: ????

Honestly I'm not sure. Maybe this was just BOC getting clever with their angles and shooting and they didn't think people would dissect the layout of the room this hard. I AM sure that Jin could only reasonably see the legs or the faces and not both.

And as I said above, the angle of the door and bookshelf and barriers lead me to believe that Jin could've only really seen their legs But then that brings up the question of how did Jin even know it was Non? He's angry enough that it seems like he did... unless he's angry in a completely different direction and is mad that a teacher is taking advantage of a student, but that doesn't seem to fit either, since the anger on his face seems personal...

Plus I want to bring this back. Top saw Keng and Non together and texted Tee that he knew where Non got the money. They could've guessed or spied on them to guess what Keng asked for in exchange. And who has the money to set up a hidden camera JUST to screw over Non? Por. I'm not saying that's definitely what happened, but Por HATES Non and wanted to get rid of him. I don't doubt Por/Top/Tee would hesitate to release that tape of Non if they got the opportunity...

I'm definitely grasping at straws, but something about this whole situation doesn't feel right. Jin isn't shown to post the video himself, in fast there's discrepancies from what's shown on his computer screen vs what's shown of the person uploading the video.

Changing a computer from light mode to dark mode is incredibly easy so I don't know why they would've left a mistake like that instead of fixing it in post-production. Plus it looks to me like Jin is looking at the already-posted video and crying over it, not that he's posting it himself (first screenshot is from the BTS for this episode btw).

I've been on the "Jin didn't post the video" train the entire time for a couple of reasons:

Jin isn't shown to click the button, only sit at his laptop, cry, and then eventually spill alcohol on it and short it out. If the writers wanted us to hate Jin then they would've just shown him posting it so that we could deal with the fact that he's a shit person. They didn't do that, so I don't think that Jin posted the video.

Because in episode 4, Flukes yells at Tee that he knows what they did, and he names both the broken camera AND the released video... but Jin wasn't present in this scene. Why yell it at Tee if Jin is the one who both took the video and posted it?

But with the question of all the angles shown and the doorway and bookshelf it makes me wonder... was the video even Jin's?

#This is probably just BOC assuming people won't analyze all these angles this closely tbh #it was likely Jin's video and he just didn't upload it #but I still wonder why show Top finding out about Keng and Non if not?#And why Top suddenly being nice to him? And saying he had a plan?#I think those mean girls are at fault for this #they hate Non and want to destroy him after Non got them arrested #idk just some thoughts #DFF meta #dead friend forever #dff the series #dff #Jin DFF #Non DFF #Keng DFF

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misshoneyimhome · 3 months

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The new chapter of your intern series just ignite more thirsty thots I don’t know if the intern can answer questions from journalist but how will Willy react to the OC being a menace/boss on mic handling the journalists I feel this will ignite a breeding kink and overstimulation kink. Bonus points fans simp on social media and his reaction towards it considering he needed to get rid of the guy she went on date with.

Alright, love, this really got me thinking - and how could I not exploit the recent situation involving our cherished Willy boy? 🙈🤍

Now it might have taken a softer turn than I first expected, but I hope it still encapsulates your idea 😉 A lot of Nylander family vibes going on

[and in case you were wondering who took that family photo in the park - it was intern 😂]

Warnings; 18+ smut; oral sex (f receiving); fingering; unprotected sex;

Word count: 4.3K

・✶ ｡ﾟ

Old, but I'm not that old - Young, but I'm not that bold I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️ [intern x willy]

"Wait your turn, one at a time!" your voice echoed across the room.

However, the journalists were swarming like hungry vultures. The atmosphere was pure chaos as the media session was about to commence, and you were short-handed to manage it all. To add to the tumult, the announcement of William Nylander's contract extension was imminent, stirring up pandemonium throughout the arena's corridors.

Naturally, every reporter wanted a slice of the Swedish hockey star, and in their desperate thirst for information, they were attacking anything and everything within reach.

With all hands-on deck, the staff was occupied with the preparations for today's training session and media obligations. Thus, you found yourself tasked with wrangling the journalists, keeping them at bay until everyone was ready for the big announcement.

But it was easier said than done.

As an intern, you typically wouldn't be directly handling the press, usually working in the background, taking notes, or occasionally guiding them to the players. However, on this day, you were thrust into the heart of the media chaos.

"Please, bear with us! Just a few more minutes," you urged, striving to maintain composure and assert control over the situation.

"Can't you give us anything?" a man's voice boomed across the room, drawing everyone's attention towards you, assuming you were the one to provide answers, as it appeared as if there was no one else present to address their inquiries.

"Sorry, I'm not the one to disclose that information. It's for the managers to announce," you responded with a friendly smile, positioned in front of the microphones and cameras.

This situation was definitely unfamiliar to you.

You weren't used to being in the spotlight with the press, but you were giving your utmost to maintain a professional demeanour.

"When will William Nylander be coming out?" a woman's voice called from the back.

"Just a few minutes more," you reassured.

"You said that a few minutes ago! Come on, what's the news on the extension? Is he staying in Toronto? What's his new salary?"

The gunfire of questions continued, and you were more than aware of the need to be cautious with your responses. Despite the swirl of rumours, debates, and discussions already going on in the media, you knew better than to offer any breadcrumbs. Speaking to the press wasn't your usual role, but Jennifer had entrusted this task to you, and her trust bolstered your confidence.

And as the relentless questioning swirled around you, and the pressure mounted to keep everyone on standby until Nylander and the players were ready to address the media, you relied on your instincts.

"William Nylander's contract extension has been in the works for quite some time. It's only fair to allow them the necessary time to finalise any crucial details. Moreover, pressuring me to answer questions I'm not privy to won't quicken the provision of information. Please, have patience and wait for those who can furnish you with accurate responses. It'll make the process smoother for all of us. Thank you," you asserted, your voice carrying a newfound confidence that surprised even you. And interestingly, your firm stance seemed to command the respect the journalists should to have shown.

In fact, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in how effectively you handled the situation. Maybe you should put "Media Boss Ass Bitch" onto your resume?

And as soon as you’d managed to calm down the press, Jennifer stepped in and announced that Coach Keefe would now be addressing them. Despite feeling confident in your ability to handle the situation, a sense of relief washed over you as you stepped out of the spotlight and returned to your usual spot behind the press.

Just as you settled back into your familiar space, a certain Swedish forward joined you, waiting for his turn to face the media.

"Damn, you handled them so well, baby," he whispered softly behind you, trying not to attract too much attention.

"Thanks, Willy," you replied with a soft smile, keeping your focus on the task at hand.

"I swear, that turned me on like crazy, y/n/n..."

His seductive words, spoken in a husky whisper, sent a shiver down your spine, and you had to suppress a gasp.

"Not here... not now, Willy," you whispered back firmly, though both of you knew it was futile. William had a way of exerting a certain power over you, capable of rendering you helpless with just a few sweet words.

"No, but later, babe," he casually replied, walking past you and offering a cheeky wink before taking his place in front of the media.

A tremendous rush surged through your body, as you were more than proud of William. And it wasn't just because he was an incredibly talented hockey player deserving of every bit of praise; it was also about how remarkably well he handled it all. For months, the media had relentlessly pressured him for hints about the negotiations, yet he remained cool and composed throughout the ordeal.

He had a natural knack for keeping his composure in tough situations, unruffled by external influences. He stayed focused on his game, and above all, his unwavering confidence was unshakeable. Regardless of losses or games where he hadn't scored or assisted, his self-assurance remained resolute. It was just a part of his personality.

He had proven to the entire hockey world that he deserved every compliment and penny. And what impressed you most was that despite his confidence, he never came across as arrogant. He knew his worth and carried himself accordingly, plain and simple.

And as the intense day of media commitments, practice, and team celebrations came to an end, you felt drained as the workday drew to a close.

But as you thought the day was winding down, a sudden collision brought you back to attention, and you mentally scolded yourself for not paying closer attention to your surroundings.

"I'm so sorry, sir," you immediately apologised. And when looking up, you were met with a familiar, somewhat smug face - only older and with less hair. It was Michael Nylander.

"It's okay," he simply smiled. "Maybe you can tell me where I can find my son William?"

"Yeah, of course. I think he's still in the locker room," you replied with a smile, attempting to maintain a composed demeanour. "I could show you the way if you'd like?"

"Oh, I'm good, I know my way around here," Michael chuckled before bidding you goodbye.

"Nice one, y/n," you muttered to yourself, realising he probably knew his way around the arena like the back of his hand, having been here countless times.

And as your work for the day then concluded, a vision caught your eye, prompting a shift in your plans for the evening. William was engaged in a heartfelt conversation with his close family members, apart from Alex, who was in Pittsburgh.

In your head, you had initially contemplated surprising him tonight, dressed to the nines, to celebrate his contract extension. However, witnessing this intimate family moment had you change your mind, yet you couldn’t help but stop and stare, smiling as you appreciated how endearing he was with his family.

But before you could collect your thoughts, you were interrupted.

William approached you, his soft voice breaking through your reverie, pulling you back to the present moment.

"Hey," he greeted.

"Hey yourself," you smiled softly in return.

"So, I was wondering if you had any plans tonight?" His voice carried a hint of softness and nervousness as his gaze met yours intensely.

"Well, I had planned on giving you a proper celebration," you chuckled lightly. "But seeing that your family is here, I suppose that'll have to wait until we're alone..."

Though there was no one nearby, both of you kept your voices low and tried to maintain composure, careful not to draw attention.

"How about you come out with us tonight?" he suggested with a gentle smile.

"Like you mean, you and your family?" you asked, somewhat taken aback, which earned a light nod and a chuckle from William.

"Yeah, we're having dinner later... and I'd like for you to join us," he said, flashing a confident smile.

"Do you think that's a bit risky?" you questioned, feeling a bit hesitant.

But William shook his head, pausing for a moment as he considered his words. "No, I mean, everyone on the team already knows... besides, I really want to introduce you. You know, as my girlfriend," he whispered softly, unintentionally sending another shiver down your spine.

Girlfriend?

The word made you smile, resonating in your mind, and prompting a gentle nod from you.

"Alright..." you replied, offering him a sweet smile, which in turn earned a proud grin from him before he returned to his family.

"Oh! So, this is y/n!" Stephanie exclaimed with excitement as you greeted the Nylanders at William's condo.

"The one and only," you softly chuckled, stepping into the spacious living room where the whole family had already gathered, with Michael busy in the kitchen and William's sister relaxing on the sofa. "It's a pleasure to meet you all."

Despite a hint of nervousness within you, being in their company somehow made you immediately feel at ease.

"Don't be so formal!" Camilla chuckled, pulling you in for a warm hug. "You're family now," she said, flashing you a warm smile, before turning to William, who stood beside you. "You, on the other hand, are in great trouble, young boy..."

And William couldn't help but chuckle at his mother's teasing scolding.

During their visit to Toronto prior to the contract extension negotiations, William had confessed everything about your relationship. From your status as an intern to the complications of a relationship that was likely frowned upon by management, to how he felt jealous when he saw you on a date with someone else.

For some time now, especially after the Sweden tour, William had yearned to share the news about you. As he as someone not used to being in a committed relationship, he felt a sense of pride in finally being able to introduce you to his entire family as someone he’s romantically involved with.

Naturally, he’d told the story in his signature nonchalant, laid-back manner. Nevertheless, he wholeheartedly admitted to how he had fallen in love with you and pursued you at every opportunity.

And it seemed that William's family welcomed you with open arms. Despite teasing him for being a flirt and playfully scolding him for falling for someone he shouldn't have, they showed unwavering support for your relationship, recognising how happy you made him.

"So, must be nice to know he's going to stick around for a while?" his mother commented during dinner.

"Very much so," you replied, offering her a warm smile, quickly meeting William’s eyes as you shared a smile.

Truth be told, you felt like a part of the family right away. They were all so kind and sweet. And after enjoying Michael's delicious meal, you all went for a walk with the dogs, taking in the wintry scenery of Toronto.

Then as William observed how effortlessly you bonded with his family; a newfound desire slowly grew within him. Something that had been triggered earlier that day, as he’d witnessed your confidence and strength - a desire to spend his life with you and possibly start a family of your own one day.

Your laughter harmonising with his sisters' as you strolled through the park felt like sweet music to him. Watching you share stories and details about yourself with them made his heart flutter in a way he hadn't experienced before.

And when it was time to bid each other farewell, as the family headed back to the hotel, Camilla embraced you once more and offered heartfelt words.

"It's good that he's finally found someone like you... please be good to my little boy."

All you could do was return her sentiment with a sweet smile.

"I'd want nothing more."

Those words rang with absolute truth. Being with William felt more natural and right than anything else you had experienced before. Now that he had officially introduced you to his family, the only remaining step was for you to finish this internship, allowing you both to be together publicly and officially.

And upon returning to the condo, radiant smiles adorned both your faces.

"What?" you chuckled, noticing William's expression.

"Nothing... I'm just happy you got along so well with my family," he smiled, pulling you into his arms in the quiet living room, after the family's laughter and chatter had settled.

"Did you doubt that I would?" you teased, wearing a smug expression.

"Never..." William replied simply before leaning in for a deep kiss.

It seemed seeing you with his family had stirred something within him. As your lips connected and his hands rested on your hips while yours played with his hair at the nape of his neck, he felt a rush of excitement, an unexpected arousal building within him. Both of you lost yourselves in the embrace, exchanging deep kisses that grew increasingly passionate. Tongues intertwined, and the intensity escalated as you held each other close, the atmosphere growing more heated, and the anticipation palpable.

You gently tugged on his long hair, not wanting to release him completely before pulling back slightly to catch your breath.

"Bedroom... now," William whispered, and you eagerly nodded in response.

In mere moments, you were both undressing each other, exchanging passionate kisses in between, scattering clothing across the room. And soon, you found yourselves on the bed, completely naked.

William was particularly hungry tonight, his goal to make you cum until you lost count, eventually feeling overstimulated as he reached his own peak. And his preferred method involved moving down between your legs, his mouth meeting your sweet, honey-filled centre as his tongue explored.

Unrestrained moans filled the room as the intense pleasure of William's mouth on your most sensitive areas overwhelmed you, rendering you speechless. Your mind grew hazy as the day's stress melted away, allowing you to relax fully and succumb to his touch.

William firmly held onto your thighs, passionately kissing your lips while skilfully alternating between flicking your sensitive bud and teasing your entrance with his tongue.

"Willy," you gasped, sensing a rush building within you.

Undeterred, William continued his oral attentions, watching intently as you closed your eyes, tilting your head back, and gripping his hair tighter with your hand.

He felt rather satisfied with his ability to make you feel this way.

And sensing your approaching climax, he then inserted two fingers into your core, gently massaging and stimulating your walls, as he pushed you over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm that escaped your lips amidst heavy, incomprehensible breaths.

As you reached the peak, your back arched and then relaxed into the mattress. Opening your eyes, you gazed down at William between your legs, who responded with a broad smile. Then rising from his position, he leaned over to kiss you.

The moment was tender and intimate as you tasted yourself on his beard, your tongues intertwining while William pressed his body against yours and you pulled him closer by his neck.

But he wasn't finished with you yet. He believed you deserved much more pleasure after being so amazing throughout the day.

So, while hovering over you, William snaked an arm between your bodies, finding your core and slowly circling your clit, eliciting soft moans from you once more.

Your eyes locked intensely as the sounds escaping you made it impossible for you to connect your mouth with his. Your chest rose and fell rapidly as another slow build-up began in your lower abdomen while William continued to rub his fingers against your nerves.

"God, baby," you cried out, prompting William to adjust his touch. He withdrew his fingers and reinserted them into your heat, curling them upwards and starting a rhythmic pumping motion, hitting that sweet spot repeatedly. The sounds of your arousal thrilling him, as he knew you were close to coming undone.

And just a few more thrusts were needed as his fingers stimulated your walls, and you felt yourself letting go once again, a shiver coursing through as the rush of orgasm overtook you.

You had already experienced two intense orgasms, and you sensed that William wasn't entirely finished. He barely allowed you time to recover before shifting his position, leaning back on his knees and lifting your legs, aligning the tip of his cock with your dripping entrance.

"Willy, please," you whimpered as he pushed himself in, stretching you further than his fingers had done, your hands clutching the sheets on each side of your head. You almost felt violated if it wasn't for the overwhelming pleasure, he was giving you. His hands on your thighs held you in place as he began rocking his hips, letting his length glide in and out of you.

Typically, you wouldn't reach climax so quickly after on another in one night, but perhaps it was the tension from the week's accumulated stress being released, or maybe it was William's skilled touch that made you see stars. Nevertheless, as his cock filled you so well and William resumed circling your clit while thrusting into you, and you couldn't help but surrender to another rush of orgasm.

It became overwhelming for you. William was pushing you to the brink of overstimulation, and he was very well aware of it.

Your core was completely soaked around his cock, and you felt the muscles in your lower abdomen tighten as he continued his thrusts. Your involuntary reactions showed him just how good he was making you feel and how much pleasure each thrust brought.

"Fuck, baby, you're so perfect for me," William moaned, almost breathless as he neared his own peak. The sight of you beneath him, your breasts moving in sync with his rhythm, and the fact that you couldn't even keep your eyes closed drove him wild.

"I can't..." you muttered, and William sensed it was almost too much, which only drove him to increase his pace. Releasing your thighs, he leaned over your body, supporting himself with his arms on either side of your head as he intensified his thrusts.

"Yes, baby, I'm going to come..." he gasped, feeling your tightness around him. But at that point, you were unable to control your body and beat him to it. Allowing yourself to reach that intense climax, you writhed beneath him, your cunt squirting on his cock as he too let out a deep grunt. Beads of sweat trickled down William's forehead as he reached his own climax, filling you with his cum and pumping a few more times to ensure he had emptied completely.

After a few moments, both of you slowly emerged from your euphoric state, and William carefully withdrew and gently settled beside you. Breathless, he wrapped an arm around you, encouraging you to nestle into his broad chest, where you rested your head, playing with a few strands of his hair.

"Shit, baby, that was amazing," he said softly, running his fingers through your hair as you gazed up at him.

"It truly was, Willy..." You flashed him a content smile, your eyes gleaming with satisfaction and happiness as you lay with the man you deeply cared for. "I'm glad we could celebrate you..."

"Oh no, babe, this was all for you," William grinned.

"What? Why?" You chuckled softly, a hint of confusion in your expression.

"I just felt like you deserved it... you know, for the way you handled the media today, that was seriously hot," he said with a mischievous smirk.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I mean, seeing you so confident really turned me on... and," William paused, lightly biting his lip as he adjusted his arm behind his head. "I couldn't help but quickly imagine how you might be a strong mother...one day."

His almost whispered words widened your eyes. Was he already imagining a future with you?

You sat up slightly, propping yourself on an elbow and gazed intensely down at him.

"Do you... do you really mean that?" you softly inquired.

"Yeah... I didn't expect to have these thoughts so soon... but seeing how talented you are and then later, when I saw you with my family... all I could think was how much I want to be with you. To have you in my life and maybe build a future together..."

His words struck a chord in your heart.

Never in a million years had you imagined sharing such a soft, intimate, romantic, and heartfelt moment with William Nylander.

Yet, as it unfolded, you realised this was precisely what you truly desired.

So, you leaned in, resting on your side, snuggling up to his side while keeping your eyes fixed on his, offering him a warm smile.

“Willy... please don’t tell me I had anything to do with your contract?” you asked tentatively.

But he simply shook his head and chuckled. “No, don’t worry... but maybe, lately, you did pull me in the right direction…”

His adorable, smug face melted your heart as much as his words did, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Well, I don’t mind that at all,” you softly whispered before placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

His hand then found yours, intertwining your fingers as you both relished the calm and relaxed moment post passionate sex.

"Y/n..." William then spoke.

"Yes, Willy?"

“I think I love you.”

And there it was. Words that made him walk straight in to your heart and stole it.

Your eyes flickered, darting from side to side as you searched for any signs of uncertainty. Yet, there were none.

William's words were sincere, and you couldn't help but let out a small gasp as you slowly came to the same realisation.

"I love you too," you said, flashing him a soft smile before sealing your emotions in a gentle kiss.

However, as you awoke to your alarm the following morning, you found yourself not in the embrace you had fallen asleep in. Despite the early hour, William had already left the bed. And as curiosity piqued, you made your way to the kitchen where you noticed a faint light.

There stood your boyfriend, still only in boxers, casually leaning over the counter, engrossed in his phone.

"Hey," you spoke softly, clearly interrupting his deep thoughts, as he made a sudden movement, turning slightly to meet your gaze.

"Hey," he replied, his tone cold and distant, leaving you puzzled and concerned.

"Everything alright, babe?" you inquired, your curiosity growing as you sensed something was amiss.

"Yeah... yeah, I'm all good," he replied, turning to lean against the counter as you approached him. Yet, you were far from convinced, noting his clenched jaw and intense expression.

“Willy,” you raised an eyebrow, concerned. “What’s going on?”

And realising there was no avoiding it, William let out a deep sigh and turned on his phone, showing you what he'd been watching – a video of your speech to the media from the day before.

"Seems like you’re trending almost as much as I am..." he remarked with a husky morning voice.

"Oh... why though? I mean... why?" you asked, baffled as you inspected the video more closely.

But William simply shrugged. “I don’t know... my sister just sent this to me last night…”

Although you were puzzled about why you suddenly became a hot topic, it didn't explain William’s tense behaviour.

“Willy, are you upset about it? About me getting like 15 minutes of fame?” you tried to lighten the mood with a smile, but your concern was genuine. However, William furrowed his brows and shook his head.

"What? No, not at all..."

"Then what’s wrong?" you persisted, eliciting another deep sigh from William.

"It’s just…" he struggled to put his thoughts into words, knowing they weren’t entirely rational. "Just... look at the comments…"

And so, you did.

"Damn! The Leafs got a hottie on the team!"

"Why doesn’t she do more camera time?"

"She’s like the hockey’s answer to a weather girl!"

The comments continued in a similar vein - compliments about your appearance, your presentation, and how natural you seemed on camera. All seemed to be from males.

"Wait a minute…" you suddenly spoke, the gears in your head clicking into place. "Willy… are you jealous?"

He didn’t need to utter a word for you to understand his answer. Just by observing his expression, the tightness in his jaw as you probed his feelings, you could tell. And a soft smile formed on your lips as your eyes met his, and you knew the answer.

“Hey… babe, you don’t have to be jealous,” you reassured him gently.

“I know… it’s just – they’re right! You looked so fucking good, and I can’t even tell everyone that you’re mine,” he spoke with a mixture of frustration and firmness, feeling the weight of your relationship being kept secret from the world.

“But we know that! Your friends and family know it too... Willy, it’s just a matter of a few more months, or until I'm sure that my career won’t be jeopardised if anyone found out... it’s too bold of a move," you tried to reason, approaching him gently and elegantly wrapping your hands around his neck, trying to meet his gaze.

"I just wish we could say it – then I wouldn’t care about those comments, because everyone would know you were already taken," he whispered softly, resting his head against yours.

"I know," you replied with a warm smile. "Don’t you think I'd want the whole world to know that I’m the one doing the amazing William Nylander and has him head over heels in love with me?"

And that elicited a chuckle from William. Of course, you'd want everyone to know how much he adored you.

"Fair point…" he replied with a sweet smirk. "I just love you."

“I know, and I love you too.”

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◆ 200 Essential Sims 2 Mods, Defaults and Fixes ◆

I have just reinstalled my game and currently reorganizing downloads folder. I thought that it could be helpful to share the resources that I use. If you're starting over just like me, good luck! We can do it :D

All the mods are listed in the random order. But important ones go first. I also added tiny descriptions of what each mod does. Also, let me know if you notice that some of these mods conflict. I’ll appreciate ♥

This is an endless list, so I’m hiding the part of it under the cut. I also decided to share the PDF and word version of the list for convenience. Have fun! ♥

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Clean UI - changes user interface to minimalistic and modern one.

Clean UI for Bodyshop - the same style interface for Bodyshop.

Bodyshop Brightening - redefines the lighting used in BodyShop. Must be put in Documents/EA Games/The sims 2/Config folder!

Minimalist Bodyshop Background - put in the Documents/EA Games/The Sims 2 folder and click F5 when you are in Bodyshop.

Minimalistic Logo Screen

No Pause Frame - removes the red frame that appears when the game is paused.

Default book covers and novel icons

Better Bubbles - replaces the default blurry low-resolution Chat, Thought and Yell Headline Bubbles with brand new high-quality textures.

Talk to Me - a speech icon replacement mod that replaces (almost) all speech icons with TS4 icons.

Camera Mod Compilation

Widescreen Camera Cas

Maxis Match Lighting Mod by Dreadpirate

Maxis Roofs Default Replacement by Curiousb4

Clean Neighbourhood Templates by Jawusa - these neighborhood templates allow to create clean custom neighborhoods with no Townies/NPCs or if you want to play in EA's neighborhoods, but without the playables.

Clean and Empty Stealth Hood Plates by Jawusa - allow to get rid of Maxis families that appear in neighbourhood's bin.

Rural Charm terrain and road default replacement by Criquette

Linden HOOD Trees Replacement

Birch HOOD Trees Replacement by Sixfootsims4

Pine HOOD Trees Replacement

Palm HOOD Trees Replacement by Anima

Redbud HOOD Tree Replacement by Suratan-zir

Ginko HOOD Tree Replacement by Suratan-zir

Lowedeus HOOD skies + by Zena-dew-drop + by iCAD + by iCAD#2 + by iCAD#3 + by iCAD#4 + by iCAD#5 + by iCAD#6 - hood sky replacement which also can be seen from the hood view. Some of them have animated clouds!

Seasons Skylines - a custom objects that adds more realistic background in a hood view

No More Bluriness by Simnopke - replaces snow and beach textures into HQ.

Moon Replacement by Simnopke

Sun Replacement by Lowedeus

Neighbourhood decorations can be placed anywhere - enables neighborhood deco to be placed on/overlapping lots

No Rocks Hood Deco Mod - gets rid of those deco rocks that serve as placeholders when using certain hood deco.

Sim Shadow Fix - fixes Sims' shadows shown as black rectangles.

ACR - makes all the romantic interactions autonomous.

Pregnancy Wear Any Outfit - allows your sims to wear any outfit instead of maternity clothes. If the outfit hasn't got a pregnancy morph, it will appear on a sim without a pregnant belly.

Community Time Project - enables the passing of time on community lots to be spent on the home lot. When your sims come home from the community lot, they won't travel back in time as in vanila game.

Simblender - can teleport sims onto your lot, set family relationships, move sims in, make townies, give skill points, set career levels and more

No Plumbobs - removes plumbobs above sims heads and in hood view above lots too.

Sims 2 Sliders - various extra sliders for Sims faces in CAS. I have most of them except for asymmetry ones.

Invisible Stop Signs – makes the stop signs in the hood view invisible

Busy Roads NH Traffic Default Replacement - replaces Maxis’ neighborhood cars

OMSPs - special tiny shelves that add extra slots for clutter

White Roof Trim Replacement

White Floor Edge

White Wall Top

Antiredundancy - spawns one NPC per type instead of 3.

No Townie Regen - doesn't allow the game to spawn new townies when you create a clean hood

Breadfruit Tree Fix - yes, it’s a very important fix that must be in top 50 :D Maxis Breadfruit Tree is broken and when the lightning strikes it, the fire effect never goes away. This is so annoyiiing.

Build/Buy Mode Enabled on Community Lots

Community Skilling - enables your sims get skill points on community lots. By default they can’t gain them.

Sleep on Community Lots

Business Runs You - it will manage the employees, making them take breaks automatically, giving them reasonable wages automatically, etc

Autoyak - adds phone options to call friends. Automatically picks and chooses existing friends and calls until relations are repaired. This mode is required for the Business mod above.

Autosoc (AL directory) - adds "automatic socializing" to your sims. Sims will automatically use (un)friendly/romantic interactions to boost their relationships quickly.

Bathroomusesyou - handles many configurations of bathroom usage.

Macrotastics - tons of shiny features for automating tedious and repetitive gameplay, including motive-maintenance, businesses, socializing, and skilling.

Lighten Up! A Mod for Brighter Computer Screens

Custom Computer Screens

Sims play Sims 4 instead of SSX

Sims 3 TV Shows default

Day Setter - allows to set any day of the week. Can be useful when you move out sims.

Painting Easels by AnoeskaB - adds new easels and canvas sizes.

Exercise Equality - a fix that makes all the exercise machine equally used when they are used autonomously.

Exercise Tweaks - fixes energy drain for some machines/activities.

Batbox - there are many fixes. But I mostly use it to fix First-Born Syndrome. It’s a bug that causes all children born to the same 2 parents to look exactly the same. Save your game. Pick "Fix..." and then "Rerandomize Sim Generator." The game will boot you out of the lot, which is why you need to save the game first. Go back to the lot and give birth.

LTW Variety - lifetime wants for careers are no longer strictly aspirationally correlated, and will instead vary by appropriate interests and personality.

Physiology Fix - fixes the broken physiology skill that makes your Sims gain body skill points instantly.

Maxis Modular Stairs Passage Fix - sims can walk under modular stairs.

No 20k Handouts - eliminates the magic 20K handout when a sim moves out or graduates from college.

No Eat Crap - Sims will talk considerably less when eating, especially if they are in a hurry (because they're tired, starving, need to pee, have more orders.

No More Leafy Plantsim Hair

No Memory Uneducated - your sims won’t get a bad memory about not going to college when they grow up into adults.

No Quitting - prevents employees from quitting just because you didn't read their mind and realize they wanted a raise. They will complain but won't actually quit.

Nossrespawn - eliminates respawning of Secret Society members.

Townie No Memory Loss - prevents the game from erasing townie's memories when you marry them or move them in to your house.

Perfect Plants - gardens & shrubs will always stay in perfect condition.

Pet Coats Enabled All Ages - kittens and Puppies with patterns! ^_^

Pets and Children Share Bed - allows Pets and Children to use the bed at the same time.

No Rod Humble - this mod will nix Rod Humble from coming to your lots, and dropping off presents filled with computers. EDIT: This mod seems to conflict with Visitor Controller. Use this one instead.

Rug Fix - allows to place Maxis rugs diagonally or off grid.

Same Sex Marriage - replaces Joined Unions with Marriage for same sex couples. Includes relevant wants, fears, and memories.

Separate Top/Bottoms for non-Everyday Clothes Mod

"Shop-at-home" Hacked Coat Hook - allows to buy clothes at home.

Gussy Up Mod - allows to change your sims and townies/NPCs appearance and clothes for each category.

Simply Leftovers - allows your sim to put away leftovers as single plates instead of a whole dish.

Slot Enable Package - enables additional slots on the Maxis counters

Smarter Ep Check - the mod itself does nothing but requires for many mods by Cyjon5.

Television Placement Mod - allows to adjust the height of TVs

Watch TV from All Chairs - allows sims to watch TV from 45 degrees angled chairs.

Townie Apartment Residents - apartment neighbors and roommates will be chosen from the townie pool rather than social groups.

Traits Project - adds extra traits to your sims. The traits are objects that must be put into your sims inventories. Some of the traits are actually not just pictures and can influence sims’ behavior.

Use Inaccessible Beds - lets your sims get into a double bed where one side is against a wall.

Centerpiece Enabler for Maxis Small Objects

Equal Genetics - changes genetic rules for eyes and hair. It allowes recessive eye/hair colours to overcome dominant ones.

No More "Dance Face" - fixes the stuck confused face animation.

Pregnancy for All Genders

Same energy gain for any bed

Smart Beds - makes sims smarter about bed usage

School Vacation Mod - kids won’t go to school in summer and winter. EDIT: Unfortunately, doesn’t work for me.

Sunbathe Anywhere

Build Sandcastles Anywhere

Visitor Controller - allows to ban or control certain sims groups on community lots

Turn On and Offs Replacement

Zodiac compatibility overhaul

Personality Please! - opens up the more extreme personality interactions and animations (usually only available to sims with 0-1 and 9-10 points in a certain personality) to more sims by changing the threshold to 0-2 and 8-10, respectively, and other fixes.

Go Steady for Adults + Last Name Dialog

Visitor Snacking Fix - visiting sims will no longer raid the fridge for snacks during parties if other food is available.

Interest Age Mod - now all sims’ interest levels are truly random and not dependent on their age stage.

University Lifetime Wants (uni_ltws) - enables University career LTWs.

Sim Transformer - turns your sim into any supernatural.

Freezer Clock - this object will allow you to stop the time in the sim world and/or freeze a sim individually in a middle of an animation sequence. Useful for portraits.

Abort Bed Making - fixes the issue where once a Sim has "Make Bed" you can't cancel it (they won't stop moving, they just have to do it).

Age Transition Teens Keep Love - stops teens from losing their crushes/loves when age transitioning to adult/YA.

Antidateflowers - resident sims no longer drop off date flowers on their own doorsteps.

Glowing Desserts Fix - baked alaska (from the base game) and crepes suzette (from Nightlife) don’t glow after you load a lot or take them out of a Sim’s inventory or a fridge.

Community Lot Arrival Delay Fix - your sims will always be the first to arrive, and other visiting sims will start to appear shortly after.

No Welcome Home Hug - prevents kids from autonomously hugging their parents when they arrive from work.

Brighter Autumn Leaves

Bring Hobby Friends From Work Fix - fixes bug that causes a sim to bring the same Hobby Friend home from work EVERY DAY for the rest of their lives.

Arms at Side poses for BodyShop - in BodyShop, the thumbnail poses show the arms at the sides, but the poses used inside BodyShop are with the hands-on-hips.

Default replacement noses for cats

Chinese&CoffeeSitDownFix - sims will now look for somewhere to sit down other than just the room they are in when eating chinese food or pizza, or drinking coffee/espresso, juice, or an instant meal.

Apartment Buttlers - butlers and nannies can now enter the apartments of the people who hired them.

Call NPCs - reverts a "fix" made in FreeTime that prevents sims from calling almost all NPCs.

Fewer Tourists - the game is hard-coded to expect 12 tourist families of 4+ members each. If it doesn't find that, it gets annoyed and pouts by not generating tourists at all.

Genie Initialization Fix - fixes a critical EA bug regarding genie creation.

No Auto Urn Cleanup - prevents sims from cleaning up urns autonomously.

No Neutral Spell Alignment Shift - neutral spells such as Cleanius Corpus and Creatum Nutrimens won't cause any alignment shift.

Plantbaby Changes - plantbabies now get only half the skills of the parent sim.

Reputation New Friend Fix - fixes a reputation rewards bug where the game overwrites a variable, potentially befriending sims like Baby New Year.

There Can Be Only One Professor - game will generate one rather than two professors for each major. Gender will be random.

Community Phonebooth Replacement

Community Lot Parties - allows you to throw any party at any time on any lot.

Dazzle No Motive Loss - this mod prevents motive loss when using Dazzle interaction it adds energy instead of subtracting it.

Desk Locator - makes your sims to put their homework on a certain desk and not drop it on the floor. + some mesh recolours.

Pregnancy Controller Fix - removes unused and excess Pregnancy Controllers from your lot. All they do is bloat your saved game files and slightly slow down your game.

Leaf Pile Fix - if you tell a Sim to rake leaves, they will stop at one pile instead of continuing with more piles if they aren't having motive failure issues. This mod fixes that.

Default Glass Doors and Windows by Slig - fixes Maxis blue glass.

Put Your Books Away - sims will not drop the books on the floor after they finish reading them.

"Talk About Hobby" Want Fix - with this mod, the Talk About Hobby want is not fulfilled when the other Sim rejects the interaction.

Toddler Pet Stroke - toddlers can now use a cute stroking interaction on pets.

First Kiss Interaction Enabled - enables first kiss to be used any time you wish as long as the relationship score is high enough between your sims.

Food Already Available - before a Sim decides to cook or take a snack autonomously, the game checks if there's food already available on the lot. If so, it prevents them from doing it.

Front Door Hack - deliverypersons should no longer be irresistably drawn to the inaccessible door of the mausoleum in the backyard when making their deliveries. Garage doors are not considered front doors regardless of level.

Blocked Doors Can Close - doors that stay open because they are blocked by objects on the same tile are able to close with this hack.

Gypsy Matchmaker Fix - allows to interact with Matchmaker on a community lot.

Mean Interactions to Any Age - enables mean interactions for teens towards adults/elders and vice versa. Now teens can argue/be argued, tease/be teased, annoy/be annoyed, gross out/be grossed out and fight with anyone older than them.

Random Stereo Station - makes newly bought stereos choose a random station when being turned on for the first time instead of always choosing salsa.

Accessible toddler high chairs - allows sims to access any high chair from left and right sides and also access diagonally placed highchairs.

Already in Crib Fix - this is for the problem of parents and nannies getting babies and toddlers out of one crib only to place them in another.

Kittens and Puppies Eyes Fix - fixes the bug when new born kittens and puppies do not use default eyes.

Children can get cereal from fridges

Timing Fix - fixes broken aging or aspiration decay or any other timed event not working in certain lots/neighborhoods.

Transparency Fix - will prevent Sims from randomly getting broken transparency.

Pie Menu Strings Text Fix - fixes broken pie menus plagued with redundant functions, grammar mistakes and missing translations.

Look at Me Now - makes your sims look straight at you. Useful for posed screenshots.

FX Cube Default Replacement - this is a small package with replacement for fx cube, that shows only in nhood decorating mode and disappear in other modes, so it’s very useful for skyboxes and skylines.

Less Square Water Lilies Default

Baby Bottles From Mini-Fridges - sims can now grab baby bottles from the University minifridge.

Listen to Music - allows your sim to listen to music from chairs/armchairs.

Ladybug Extender - now ladybug loft can protect more squares from the bugs in your garden.

Nobabyharassment - sims spend less time around toddlers/babies and don't try to bathe them for 57th time in a row10.

No Dishes in the Bathroom - sims will not autonomously wash the dishes in bathroom sinks.

No Corrupt Death - the formation of the corrupted death memory, as seen in gossip of the form "jagged lines", "tombstone", "dead Sim", is now suppressed.

No Drop Tired Baby - eliminates pointless dropping of tired babies and toddlers.

No Reassign - attempts by non-selectable sims to reassign workers are ignored. Managers and community lot owners will not be able to randomly reassign workers when not controllable.

No Road Pillows - sims may no longer hold pillowfights in the road: The target must nowbe in the same room, and a nearby bed in the room is required.

Studio Lamp - the best lighting for portraits.

Mixedup Background Rug - the plain background for portraits of your sims. Some recolours in Curiousb Colours + Aelia's Retro, Jewels and Autumn colours, Pooklet's Unnaturals + Anna's Colours + Nyren's Colours.

Basic CAS Background

Prettier Bubble Bath Texture Default

Level Numbers Added to Job Titles

Phonehack

Plant Fixes - seasonal maxis plants fixes + some texture defaults.

No More Stupid Werewolf Hair

No Maid Hair - allows female maids to spawn with a random hairstyle.

Buyable Aspiration and Career Rewards

"Select your cemetery" after sims died - fixes the bug when last sim died on apartment lot, his/her urn/tombstone is sended on random community lot.

Mirrors Go Down with Walls

“Ask Sim on Date” by Phone Want Fix - with this mod, the Ask [Sim] on Date want is not fulfilled when a Sim you ask out on date by phone rejects the invitation.

Couples Counseling Icon Fix - replaces the icon of the Learned Couples Counseling memory, which originally has broken transparency, with almost the same icon of the Reunited With [Sim] memory, which is not broken.

Crepes Suzette Fix - this mod fixes the serving plate with crepes suzette. By default, it looks empty when there’s one crepe on it, and a crepe shows up on it when it’s actually empty. Now, it looks empty if it’s empty, and a crepe shows up if there’s a crepe on it.

Exercise Bike Fix - fixes various problems with the Exerto Super Exercise Bike.

Glowing Computer Fix - turned off computers don’t glow as if they were turned on, each time you have loaded a lot, or taken them out of a Sim’s inventory.

Go Under Spiral Stairs - with this mod, Sims can go (and you can also place objects) under the highest part of newly bought spiral stairs.

Half Wall Fixes - fixes meshes of half walls' rails and posts.

Insects Sanity - a bunch of mods that make insects sensitive to weather and environment, and make insect-related interactions more reasonable.

Jump Rope Outside.

Memories About Roommates Fix

No Greetings NPCs - gypsy matchmakers (from Nightlife) and Garden Club members (from Seasons) don't come to greet your Sims and present themselves whenever you play a particular family for the first time or right after you have installed an expansion pack that introduces one of those NPCs.

No University Aspiration Change - with this mod, the game doesn’t ask you if you want to change your Sim’s aspiration, right after they have finished their sophomore year.

Passers Dress Properly for Cold

Smooth Firefly Jar Light Animation

Basketball Fix - fixes the lot view of the basketball court.

Marriage Postmortem - the marriage "spouse" line is no longer automatically disconnected after death.

Functional Yoga Mat

"AnyCounter" Espresso Bar Station - invisible espresso bar counter.

In-And-Out Invisible Pool Spot - sims can dive in the pool from the floor anytime they want : no need to go all the way to the ladder or diving board to get in the pool, they can also get out without a ladder, and big dogs can swim in the pool, too.

Visitors can't take from Money Tree

Eat More Talk Less - will completely bypass the conversation if the sims is in desperation for energy, hunger, fun or bladder, or is in a bad mood. Sims with maxed social will talk less.

Better Phone Messages - replaces the pointlessly nasty telephone messages with more courteous ones. It also adds the feature that when the sim you are calling isn't home because of work or school, it will tell you when they will return.

Diagonal Easel Mod

Maxis Premade Sim Templates Hider - hides Maxis sims templates in Bodyshop and CAS.

#ts2 #the sims 2 #sims 2 #sims 2 maxis match #lesya2022ts2restart #sims 2 mods #sims 2 mods compilation

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beaulesbian · 2 months

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some egghead zolu shenanigans, up to chapter 1080.

zoro staying on sunny, because he knows the others might be in need of some rescuing, and because he doesn't trust vegapunk lilith (ch. 1065)

then caribou, who was travelling with them to get ouf of wano, appears and zoro thanks him for helping luffy before

- it was a small but important moment in the manga, because it was definitely the time when caribou had food on him thanks to his powers, and gave it to luffy who got new strength before his final battle with kaido on onigashima. (ch. 1021)

at that moment zoro was fighting his own stuff some place else, so it's interesting if luffy mentioned it/talked about this with his crew in between wano & egghead -and possibly they made a deal with caribou to get him out of wano in exchange for the food he gave luffy.

still it's something very cool how zoro keeps that in mind so much that he says it out loud here on egghead, the priorities of that's important to him - that someone helped luffy when he needed it. that the food possibly saved luffy in that moment.

and how zoro thinks about food in general, being so crucial for luffy to get his strength for battles and ofc just existing (luffy mentioning the first time they met at shells town where zoro was being held and starving, that he, luffy, wouldn't last even three days without food) , and zoro seems to keep that in mind, like giving him the meat when they saw each other again in wano (despite it being kinda poisoned) "no worries about food"

something that i keep coming back to is this part in sabaody/beginning of fishman island arc, where zoro points out he needs to go fishing. yeah, he could have done anything else, but he was waiting for his crew and for luffy (and maybe he wanted to make sure that luffy wouldn't be hungry once he arrives. despite having sanji there, and despite not knowing luffy would have a full bag of food from boa. it still seems connected to luffy, because even when he gets out of that ship he accidentaly breaks that was on its way to fishman island, he says it again - that he wants to go fishing.)

anyway. back to egghead

i loved this part where the crew basically makes sure zoro stays put so he doesn't get lost, and he's like "i can't think of a reason why they want me to stay here"

while luffy up until then was running around that place searching for someone, when all he could do was check the vegapunk's snail cameras skdjskd. he's catching breath on the couch so much that zoro notices he's exhausted like that (i'm thinking what all could be some gear 5 side-effects and how long they would last, being so tired/drained of energy afterwards his nika shift.. even before these panels luffy points out he just wanted to relax on that island for a bit. hm.)

another small zolu moment - when luffy lost the contact of the vegapunks in his earpiece and feels something might be wrong. and zoro is concerned what's happening:

then later, when they are up against the seraphim, these two want to team up and more hilarious stuff happens lol

such a funny situation aksksdj

(these faces lol, reminds me of the oden and whitebeard ones in wano flashbacks)

few chapters later, zoro rushing to protect their other crewmembers, and luffy yelling at kaku to go with him, but because he doesn't know his name he just calls him usopp, that made me laugh so much

and then there was also this part, in ch. 1076:

luffy making sure if they team up with rob lucci and kaku, they wouldn't go after strawhats or vegapunks later - it feels like luffy is pointing out to rob lucci that he really doesn't want to mess with him like that.

zoro trying to be the voice of reason not to trust them.

but then rob lucci basically threatening luffy and his crew, that once the teaming up is done he wants to get rid of luffy.

i like how luffy doesn't say anything to that, but he looks really pissed off. he doesn't care if rob lucci goes after him, but he cares if he says /does anything bad to his crew and friends.

im only few chapters later after this so idk how that will progress, but im really curious about the final outcome between luffy and rob lucci. luffy doesnt forget important things, he even specified not to hurt any of his crew, and rob lucci still pointed it out they would be dead after he was out of the way. soo.. just really curious for the future chapters.

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biscuitblinkeu · 2 months

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Are you hurt? [5]

Park Chaeyoung x Fem!reader

Word Count: 2314~

ToSumUp: Lots of surprises in one day, yes? You don’t get quite the warm welcome coming home from grocery shopping.

A/N: Chapter dedicated to my anon, happy birthday! I hope you have a wonderful day and enjoy the chapter <3 Also, just wanna say thank you guys for being patient and for all the nice comments! P.S this chapter was supposed to be way longer but I had to cut it off because I wasn’t gonna finish the gaps at the end before Anon’s bday ended 😭

Rosie was asleep on the couch when you came home, her hair spread across the cushions like a river of flowing gold. The odd position she was in let you know she tired herself out, she even forgot there was a potato chip still in her hand. Laughing under your breath and highly amused, you fixed the cover over her.

You felt compelled to get cameras— a recurring thought— to catch her doing something silly or find out whatever it is she does when you’re not home to end up like this. It would be similar to those pets on social media who respond to the talking animal-like object with a secret camera… and they would tilt their head in confusion or bark.

But, again, Rosie’s not a dog.

You shook your head, an action you hoped got rid of such thoughts (no matter how many times she reminded you of one), and situated yourself on the ground beside the couch, you stared at her face for a while, admiring her beauty. It’s something you know you’d never get used to. Your gaze dragged across the bit of freckles on her nose and cheeks, to her long eyelashes that were dark against her skin. You watched as they fluttered as she dreamt.

A sigh left her lips, and she turned to her side, facing you. She had a soft pout shaping her lips, and you found yourself staring at them longer than you should’ve. She was so adorable asleep… What?

You blinked owlishly, heat rising to the back of your neck after realizing how creepy you were being. The last thing you wanted to do was make her uncomfortable. Just as you were about to retreat, you realized the potato chip was still nestled between her fingers, and, worried she’d crush it and make a mess, you reached out to pluck it from her hand, only for her eyes to flutter open. They were bleary, clouded with sleep, and caused a stir in your stomach. She blinked at you, a blush slowly appearing on her cheeks.

Startled, you toppled onto your elbows. “R-Rosie?“ You stammered.

Crunch.

The crisp sound made you both look at the chip now crushed in her palm. She sat upright, now thoroughly embarrassed and wide awake.

A smile grew on your face, and you dismissed the apologetic look she was giving you. “Here,” you said, grabbing the empty chip bag on the nightstand. “You can put that in here.”

“Did you sleep well?” You asked when she finished transferring the crumbs into the chip bag.

Rosie nodded with a yawn, stretching her arms above her head. The action revealed more of her slender stomach and the soft curves of her waist. It was distracting, and you quickly tore your gaze away from the sight to focus on the chip bag in your hands, thus not noticing the sly smile on her face. You played with the sides of the bag, pinching the aluminum plastic between your finger tips. She tapped your forehead to get your attention again, her brows raised in question, and mouthed How was work?

“Ah,” you said, relieved for a distraction. “It was fine— same old stuff. We have a new worker joining us, and so far she seems nice, a little clumsy though. I’m in charge of helping her out.”

She knew by now you weren’t one to love interacting with people— you would rather stand back and observe, finding interest in the actions of others, how they moved or expressed themselves. She thought that was why you were able to read her so well, how you were able to understand her despite the fact she didn’t have a voice.

However, she didn’t know why she felt a twang to her heart at the mention of your new coworker, a feeling of unrest growing in her stomach. She felt anxious about today and didn’t know why the feeling still lingered.

Rosie reached for your hand with a frown, noticing a bandage wrapped around your index finger.

You looked at it, remembering your little accident earlier. “Oh, it’s nothing serious, just a shallow cut. The stapler nicked me when I was trying to refill it.”

A staple..er? Rosie stared at you quizzically.

“It’s a tool used to clip stacks of papers together and it’s sharp in some areas. I was refilling it when it clamped down on my finger,” you explained.

Her mouth made an ‘O’ shape and she nodded, but you could tell she still didn’t understand. Either way, you were prepared to answer anything she asked you— who were you to deny her curiosity?

“Are you hungry?” You asked, standing up. It’s been a while since you ate lunch, and knowing she had just woken up, she was probably hungry as well. You opened the fridge and staring back at you was a jar of mayonnaise, a single egg, a half of tomato, and two pieces of cheese. You bit the inside of your cheek, wondering how you didn’t notice the lack thereof earlier. “Looks like I’ll be going grocery shopping,” you murmured, closing the fridge. Your grandmother always told you to buy ingredients, which you took to heart, cooking your meals instead of ordering out. She also insisted you become a chef one day— which obviously didn’t happen.

Rosie was watching you from over the couch, and when she noticed you were staring back at her she looked away, pretending to be interested in her hands.

“Do you want to come with me?” You offered tentatively, noting her mannerisms. She definitely wanted you to ask– if the way her head whipped toward you and began to nod rapidly, if the way her eyes brightened and a smile tugged at her lips was any indication. “Then that’s settled, why don’t you put a coat on? And some warm pants.”

…

The doors to the grocery store slid open with a mute whoosh and a bell sounded out as you walked through. Rosie, still holding your hand (to which she insisted on the moment you walked out the door to make your way here), appeared shocked at the technology before staring in awe at the assortments of fruits and veggies that lined the entrance-aisle. You believed it was safe to assume she’d never seen a supermarket before, or seen this much food in one place, and it was evident that she had no idea what to do and looked quite apprehensive. But, she followed you closely behind nevertheless.

You grabbed two large baskets after realizing all the carts were being used (or missing), handing one to Rosie. "Can you hold this for me?... Thanks." You then began your journey of looking for ingredients. For tonight, you planned to fry something, perhaps chicken-- spicy chicken-- and maybe some white rice, vegetables and whatever else you find. Your eyes fell on an aisle marked "spices," and your eyebrows furrowed, you definitely need to restock (flavorful food comes at a price, after all). Rosie seemed to realize where you were headed because she took the lead, yet peered over her shoulder every once in a while to make sure you were still there.

Every few feet Rosie would hold up an item she plucked off the shelf, and when you nodded she would put it in the basket before walking away with a smile to find something else. You simply shook your head in amusement, glad she was having fun. Figuring she would come back and find you, you moved to the next aisle slowly, so she would still be able to locate you nearby. You did this because you knew how it felt being separated from a parent in the grocery store, lost but trying not to look lost as you searched for your family, a growing sense of dread worming its way into your stomach the longer you looked.

Rosie wandered the aisles with a subtle boldness– she wasn't as uneasy as when she first walked in– looking for something else to find. She liked the smiles you would give her when she found something useful. She liked the smiles you gave her when she found something useless, too. Either way, she was on a mission. Or, maybe it wasn't a highly important mission because the moment she passed an aisle that contained brightly packaged, illustrated items, she swiftly turned and entered it. Her eyes widened, and she looked at the different packaging, with, what she believes is edible, a variety of "foods"-- all shapes and sizes. Everything looked so appealing, and she was simply dying to know what was inside. Maybe you would get it for her?

As Rosie was contemplating which package to get, she was approached by a group of guys– looking like they were in their early adult years or so, unbeknownst to her. One guy who was being jostled around and whispered to was pushed towards her, the others staying behind and snickering behind their hands. He took a deep breath, pulling his phone out his pocket. “Hi, I think you’re really cute and wondered if I could get your number?”

No answer.

He tried again, yet still received no answer. He looked back to his friends who merely shrugged. So he waited. They gave her a moment to see if she was just “lagging behind” but she kept staring at the packages—practically burning holes into them. But she was thinking hard. Very, very hard and intensive. Which one should she choose when they all looked good? She’s never had this type of food, and never had to pick something out for herself, either. The servants in the palace would do it for her, not trusting her ability to pick out something that's not….”human-originated”. Would you like what she got?

Would you smile at her again for her choice?

She wanted to know.

Completely absorbed in this new task, Rosie took both of the packages and walked away, leaving the guy standing there dumbfounded.

“What just happened?” He murmured.

Just as you were about to go off and find Rosie, feeling that she was taking longer than usual to come back, she entered the aisle, looking very serious. She stopped in front of you. “Rosie?” You questioned, then the candy packages she held garnered your attention. “ Oh, are you interested in those? Do you want to try them? They're a little sour, but I’ll get them for you.” You smiled at her, relieved nothing bad happened, and found her behavior endearing.

You put them in the basket before informing her you were done shopping, the two of you making your way to the self-checkout. She trailed behind you like a puppy (yes, the reference again), grinning so hard her cheeks began to ache, feeling accomplished and happy beyond belief. She smiled at me again! And she knew it was something she wanted to see a lot more, a sight that made her heart speed up.

…

You arrive home with arms with multiple bangs strung on them. You unlock the door and let Rosie in first, instructing her to put the bags on the dining table. As she’s doing that you make one trip to the kitchen with bags, put them down, then go back for the last of them.

You’re just outside your door frame, bending down to reach for the bags, when the wind gets knocked out of you, and your arm is pulled behind your back. “What–” Your leg is swept from under you and you fall to the floor with a thud, a hiss leaving your mouth, a pounding beginning to resonate behind your skull. You groan, feeling pain throbbing where your body made contact with the ground.

A shiny black shoe invades your vision, and you hear a woman's voice.

“Where’s Rosé?” She demanded, and you had a feeling it was something you were expected to answer, but you didn’t have it in you to care.

“What?” You murmured, blinking rapidly, trying to get a grip. There was a weight on your backside, keeping you down, and you figured its whoever is wearing those black shoes. Must be a tough guy.

Hah.

“Don’t play dumb, human,” came a gruff voice. Ah, so there were really two people.

"Aren't we all human here?” you mumbled, finding what he said weird. This smart comment earned you a tug on your arm, which was already pretty far pushed behind your back. You yelped.

You heard a sigh of frustration. The woman spoke again, “Get off of her, KK.”

Just as he was removing himself off of you, rapidly approaching footsteps were heard, and a body shoved him away, running to your side. “Rosie?” You furrowed your brows. She should go back inside, you didn’t know if these people were dangerous or not. Nonetheless, she helped you sit up, and you did so with a quiet hiss, meeting her frantic eyes. She checked you over, and when she deemed you okay she whipped her head to the side and glared at the woman and her bodyguard. And what a mean glare it was; you’ve never seen that look on her.

The feline-eyes woman appeared shocked at the action, and in a meek tone called her name. “R-Rosé? What— why are you...?”

Why is she protecting you? Her captor. You’ve done horrible things to her.

The woman looked unsure, confused.

“Um…” Your uncertain voice disrupted Jennie’s train of thought and her eyes flickered to you, something akin to annoyance passing through them. She glared at you with such ferocity you thought you might actually see flames emitting from her eyes. You winced internally; you don’t even know this woman (Rosie seemed to, though) and can tell she already hated you. “You two seem to know each other, right? Why don’t you take this inside?… I don’t want to bother my neighbors.”

#biscuitblinkeu #blackpink x reader #fanfic #blackpink #rosé x reader #rosé x fem!reader #park chaeyoung x reader #park chaeyoung x fem!reader #the little mermaid.biscuit

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misstycloud · 1 year

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Omg plz more Yandere Slasher

Slasher yandere

The static noise of a television travelled through the large room, on the couch placed in front of a TV sat you and watched the news.

Concerning incidents had begun taking place and you were worried. Much more worried than your housemates or anyone else on campus seemed to be. It was weird, it was like they didn't care at all or as if they believed it was some sort of joke.

The woman in a green blazer was interviewing the parents of the recent victim. She held the microphone to the somber pair and let them speak to the camera.

"W-we just can't believe our little g-girl is really. the Mrs cried and clutched her husbands arm.

"It's so hard to think that anyone would do such a thing."

They were obviously devastated at their daughter's murder and you felt so bad for them.

It's awful how this happens and you couldn't imagine how the victims loved ones must handle it. Their children, sibling or friend has been brutally murdered by an unknown killer.

Thinking about the gruesome details of the murder you just heard minutes earlier by the reporters, you shuddered. You couldn't envision being stabbed more than ten times and then tied up in the living room.

These crimes took place around town, always young people; exactly like you. But lately they've come closer to your collage and you've began getting worried about it. What if something happens to your friend or if you're next in line to be slashed? While you thought about these things a lot recently your loved ones hasn't appeared to share your thoughts.

Mia and Sole had laughed when you expressed your concerns regarding them continuing attending parties and getting black-out drunk, there was just no convincing them to stop. Your sweet boyfriend of five years didn't directly laugh at you but he didn't support you either, he simply told you to stop watching the news if they scared you. Also that you needed to put down the horror movies too.

Pulling the blanket over you, you rubbed your arms to rid yourself of the cold. It didn't work very well. Sitting all alone in your dorm house when all the others are out partying at someone else's house, you were feeling a bit queasy.

Now well aware of the stiffening silence save the television that had actually had its volume turned down, maybe you should have gone to the party as well. At least you wouldn't be alone. This was one of those moments were the more you thought, the more you'd scare yourself. It was stupid but that's how it was. A sudden slam of the door made you shriek in alarm.

"Woah!" a familiar voice sounded behind you.

"What is it? Did something happen?"

You sighed out in relief, "Gosh, Matthew! You scared the shit out of me!" you scolded your boyfriend who rushed inside as soon as he heard your scream, thinking something might've gone wrong.

"Sorry, love." he said and approached where you were laying on the sofa and plopped down beside you. Grabbing you by the jaw he leaned in to give you a passionate kiss, which you reciprocated with heat of your own.

"Why hello there, handsome." you teased him as you two separated and he smiled before one last kiss on your forehead.

"Hey.

Matthew and you had talked earlier that day and agreed that he would show up later that evening when everyone else was away, you hadn't wanted to be alone and it was the perfect opportunity for you two to get some alone time together. Though being immersed in your own world you forgot about your plans and got scared when he arrived. Silly you, you thought.

Although when you glanced at the clock, you realised he was somewhat late compared to the time you two had settled on.

"You're late you know."

"What, really?" Matthew looked at the clock on the wall above the TV. "Sorry, I didn't notice." He sheepishly scratched his head apologetically.

You pretended to think for a moment, crossing your arms in thoughtfulness. Then a smile sparked up and you said, "I forgive you.”

"You goddamn-"

You shrieked as Matthew slapped you with a pillow he grabbed to 'brutally' beat you with it.

Laughter travelled through the large room and didn't stop anytime soon. His playful nature was one of the things you really loved about him, he always made you laugh no matter what mood you were in before. You wrestled him and wanted to pin him down in a winning manner but he won quickly over you.

Of course he came out victorious, your boyfriend was a bigger guy after all; towering over the other students and having it easy with physical activity. A couple years ago you had asked why he didn't join any sports team when he could clearly bring accomplishments to the group. Matthew had snorted and chuckled at your suggestion.

"What, you wanna date a jock?" He teasingly asked.

You slapped his arm and flushed. “No, I’m just saying. You could really contribute, our team now isn't exactly...that good."

"True. But I still won't join."

"Huh, why?"

Matthew stilled and a frown played on his lips. “Because I wouldn’t have time or energy to play it seriously.”

"But it's not like you have any after-school activities." You stated.

Chuckling, he ruffled your hair, "Not that you know of. Besides I never cared for those things."

"I guess-wait. 'That I know of?"

Before you could inquire any further, he interrupted you by pulling your body closer to his and kissed your forehead. Startled by his sudden display of affection, you pawed at his chest to let you go. As per usual, he didn't take it seriously and continued to wrap around you.

In his mind he sighed in relief, he had managed to divert your attention to something else. It was a close call. He really needed to be more careful and not let things slip, or it would turn sour quickly.

Trying to catch your breath, you glance up at Matthew and get lost in his familiar eyes. They drew you in with their expressive passion and wouldn't let you out of their grasp for even a second. With great love in his heart he leaned in and gently pressed his lips against yours. Your hands went around his neck and brought him closer.

You kiss deeply and both of you let out small gasps at the feeling. While the two of you were befining to intensely make-out on the couch.

the loud slam of a door stopped you in your tracks. Breaking off your kiss you hastily push Matthew away and turn your attention to the entrance. There stood one of your housemates looking absolutely horrified. At first you though it was because she'd accidentally walked in on you, but after her expression didn't break you started suspecting something else was at play.

"What is it?" You urgently ask and run up to her.

"W-we were just going to have some fun, that's all. It wasn't s-supposed to go like this." She shook.

Wanting to know what was wrong and help your friend, you try to press an answer from. Her.

She was actually starting to make you worried nOW.

"Things were fine at first-but then everything went wrong.."

Again you urged her to reply.

"Sarah is..-she.."

"What? Sarah is What?"

"Dead."

"The night of (date) an emergency call was made by one of the young adults attending a party hosted by an associate. The body of 20 year-old Sarah Summers was found in the bathroom on the second floor of the house.

The victim had multiple wounds covering her body and is showing great signs of struggle.The police now suspects it is the work of the same murderer that has been at large for the past five weeks."

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florestmoon · 2 years

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ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʀᴀᴅɪᴄᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ…

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ɢʜᴏsᴛғᴀᴄᴇ!ᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ x F!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Summary: You’ve always turned a blind eye to that dark shroud that followed behind your best friend like a shadow. But as killings begin to plague Hawkins, it’s not long until that darkness swallows you as well.

Warnings: This is a dark fic with dark themes: Mentions of Violence and Blood. Depiction of murder. Dark&Mean!Eddie. Naive!Reader. Kinda. Manipulation. Corruption. Possessive!Eddie. NSFW. Degradation. Dark thoughts and ideas. Crying. Noncon elements. Choking. More in other parts.

ᴀ/ɴ: Not only do I love angst, I love writing some dark shit. This will probably be 2 or 3 parts as I’m just testing the waters right now with this idea. It was originally going to be a very long stand alone but I felt like posting something for y’all ! Enjoy <33 please remember this is fiction. I’m not saying any of the shit that happens here is correct obviously.

You never cared for what others have said about your best friend. All those labels of ‘Freak’ and ‘Satanist’ that was branded on Eddie never held heavy weight on you.

You didn’t even care that by building a friendship with him from a young age had made you an outcast too, because no matter what, you cared for him deeply.

But that doesn’t mean you don’t see that there was something different with him. That there was a darkness that he often had reserved in quiet moments where you both were alone. His usual rants about how cursed Hawkins was having a darker tone that you tried to decipher.

You told yourself that you didn’t care, that you didn’t need to play close attention to this darkness that followed you both because it wouldn’t be a problem at all. You knew him unlike anyone else, so you always brushed it aside.

Even when that darkness begin to slip through the cracks more and more..

“What happened?” Eddie hisses from the other side of the bathroom door. Robin’s attempt to keep it open enough to hide your disheveled self was proven feeble.

“Cant you give her a few minutes ?” She sighs, keeping a tight grip on the door handle as she returns the same harsh stare. “You do know this is the girls bathroom, so you can’t just —“

“I don’t fucking care.” He snaps, and you could see in the corner of your eye Robin head flinching back.

The shock clear on her face pushed for you to quickly drop your camera to hang around your neck, napkin tossed in the sink that did nothing to fully wipe off the sticky substance, and you turned around before she could retort back.

You knew you had no other option but to give in, unless you wanted Robin to see the side of Eddie that you both kept hidden.

“Robin..” you say softly, putting on your best smile as she turns to you with curious eyes. “It’s fine. just..can you leave us alone please?”

You can tell the second of hesitation she has, looking from you to Eddie who looked like he was a second away from shoving the door open, before she resigned and opened it fully.

Eddie wasted no time in storming inside, Robin’s annoyed groan completely deaf to his ears as he takes in your appearance. Your reddened eyes shifting back to the sink, body twisting in hopes to hide the wet patches on your sweater. But Eddie notices and he grabs your arm, fully turning you to face him.

“What the fuck happened??” He asks again, racking his eyes over the stains before flicking up to the top of your head. Strands of hair wet and sticking together from the juice that you were desperately trying to get rid of with water.

You don’t answer at first, shame tugging at you from inside but his grip on your hand tightens, and you knew his patience was wearing thin.

“Carol..” you mumble sadly, still avoiding his eyes as you look in the mirror. You tug on your skirt, trying to smooth it out before noticing that some juice managed to stain the ends of it.

You could feel that some dripped onto your thighs. The sensation of a sticky spot against your skin was getting hard to ignore. “She uh..‘tripped’ when they were walking by our table..”

Eddie tenses and you finally build the courage to look at him. You regret it when you’re met with that dark look that you begin to see more and more often.

“I-it was an accident. It’s uh fine.” You try, pulling your arm away and grabbing the napkin. Hurriedly scrubbing on your sweater to keep him from noticing how your hands were shaking.

“‘Accident’ my ass. That bitch didn’t trip, you know that.”

You knew.

Carol and Tommy had begun to laugh uncontrollably when it occurred, spewing out half apologies as the rest of the cafeteria watched. The amused glances your classmates had thrown your way as you sat there drenched in orange juice still burned on your skin.

Burned your cheeks as you felt them flush in humiliation, shaking your head when you begin to feel those tears build again. Shit.

“Don’t cry.” Eddie voice snaps suddenly, and your bottom lips begin to quiver.

That was the difference between you two. Despite years of dealing with assholes like Carol and Tommy, you found it hard to hold in your emotions. It always got to your head. And Eddie hated it. He made it clear in times like this.

He grips your chin when you try to look away as a tear escapes the corner of your eye, voice more gentle but still holding tension in it. “What did I say?”

“I know, Eds. I know.” You sniff, more tears following the first one. You weren’t sure anymore if they were the product from Carols actions or from the tone in his voice. A pathetic whimper escapes you as you whisper weakly, “Can you…take me home please?”

And like every other time—when you use those same teary eyes that angered him before, to gaze up at him sadly—his expression softens and that darkness is wiped clean from his eyes.

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“We’re different from them.” He rambles, placing your camera on top of his dresser.

You’re sat on the edge of his bed as he rummages around his room looking for your favorite pair of sweats that you always borrow from him.

He managed to convince you to come over to his trailer instead of driving you straight home, with promises of putting on your favorite movie and keeping you company. You were content with the idea, unsure if you would be able to handle being alone.

You play with the soft material of one of his band tees that’s on your lap, watching him through eyelashes curiously as he curses. He pulls open one of his drawers and reaches inside. “That’s why that bitch, and everyone else in this goddamn town thinks they can treat us like this— simply because we aren’t brainless sheep that follow this concept of normality.“

He slams his drawer shut, his own rant getting him worked up. You don’t flinch when he makes his way to you, sweats in hand and he crouches in front of where you’re sat.

Eddie sighs when you look up from your attention on the shirt, hand coming up to rub your eyes to get rid of the tears that were trying to breakthrough again.

You stay quiet, always listening when he gets like this.

He takes in your appearance. Scanning your face for a moment.

“Look what they did to you..” He whispers sadly. He licks his thumb and reaches out, slowly wiping a spot you missed on your cheek. Heat warms your cheeks and you frown when he continues. That sadness transforming into disdain. “Look at you..”

“I know, I’m all sticky.” You pull your head away when he attempts to cup your cheek, and huff. “It got all over my favorite skirt and thighs too — and my camera! — Ugh, I’m going to take a quick shower, I really hate the smell-“

Hands are on your thighs in an instant and you yelp when he forces you to sit back down again. He looks down, pinching the end of your skirt between two fingers and lifting it.

You bite your lip nervously as he smacks his lip in annoyance, “I bought you this skirt too..what a shame.”

Eddie let’s go of your skirt, but not before he moves his hand underneath it. Brushing against the top of your thigh and moving inwards, his fingers touching the spot you noticed earlier. Your breath hitches at the feeling, the coldness from his rings sending shivers along your skin as you watch him carefully.

Eddie was always so touchy with you. Narrowing down to fleeting touches that never go on for long, as though testing the waters. Nights when you felt him brush his hand along your side when he thought you were asleep, often pushing his fingers past the waistband of your pjs bottoms. Just a little bit. Or when he would play with your hair, at times pulling a little too hard. The act leaving you breathless and he would simply smile innocently before apologizing.

It was constant but you never said anything. It wasn’t like you hated it. But as much as you try to ignore it—the insecure part of your brain telling you to not look into it—it was difficult to not react to it.

He continues to stroke your thigh, tilting his head at you when your eyes flutters, tingles erupting between your inner thighs. He takes this as an invitation to slowly itch his fingers up, causing you to absently shift your feet apart. Thighs spreading slowly.

“They got you all dirty baby..” he whispers, rings digging into your plush skin as his touch turns rough, gripping your thigh. He looks up at you, soft gaze slowly fading into something else.

You gulp and shrug your shoulders, biting down that feeling that was rising in your stomach. “‘S okay Eddie..”

“It’s not okay.” He scolds, his fingers moving and barely brushing the side of your panties. You hold in the small whimper that nearly escapes, as you will hips to stay in place. You focus on the rising anger in his voice to ignore the way you felt down there.

“None of it is okay. People like them..” he scoffs. “They know they can get away with whatever. And they have, because this town is full of conformist who think anyone a little different is deserving to be beat down.”

The grip on your thigh suddenly turns painful and you yelp, jolting from the pain. “Eddie!”

You grab onto his wrist, squeezing before he lets up the pressure. “I-it doesn’t matter okay? You’re right, nothing will happen and I don’t care, I just want to forget about it, please can we—“

“But what if something does happen?” He asks, rubbing your thigh as a small apology. You tilt your head at him, furrowing your eyebrows.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean..what if something did happen to them? To Carol?”

The tone and the darkness that you always pretended wasn’t present in moments like these, makes your whole being turn cold and your fingers tighten around his wrist.

“Like..karma?..” You attempt. He nods slowly, smoothing his hand down your thigh and places it in your knee instead, spreading your legs again.

“Mhm..wouldn’t that nice? To see her finally get karma?” He leans closer to you, practically putting himself between your thighs. The corner of his lips twitching when you inhale shakily. “Wouldn’t you like that?”

You grip onto the sheets beneath you and shrug, blinking at him a few times. “I don’t know, I mean..I guess.” You look away and clear your throat, heart racing against your chest. A thought comes to mind and you smile weakly. “Ha..maybe we can dump some milk on her ? That’ll be karma, right Eds?”

Eddie watches you for a few seconds, his face going blank. A beat passes. Two. You begin to squirm underneath his gaze. Then he pulls away and chuckles. That soft smile back on his lips as he pats your knee.

“You’re right. Maybe I can put a few bugs in her locker, imagine the look on her face. You can take a few pictures too ”

You relax, the tension dissolving between you two as you stare at the dimple on his cheek. That feeling in your stomach disappearing along with it. You squeeze your thighs together as you let out a small giggle and play with the string of the sweats.

“Y-yeah, it would be funny.”

Eddie stands up and pats your head, before making his way to his bedroom door. “Go get cleaned up sweetheart, and I’ll make us some popcorn yeah? I have a bag of gummy bears that has your name on it!”

You wait for him to fully leave the room before letting out a quiet sigh. Hands shakily touching the skin marked, you could see the red marks his rings left, the spot throbbing from the momentarily abuse.

You hug his clothes to your chest as you get up, making your way to his bathroom. Even when you shower and you scrub your skin to get rid of the remaining orange juice, you continue to feel that darkness that latched onto Eddie’s staple on your thigh. Expanding slowly like dark vines up your thigh, branching off and..

Spreading…and spreading..

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Karma.

The word echoes in your mind as you stare out the car window, body tensing when you register the number of police cars that were lined up the street. Flashes of red and blue paint your face while Eddie drives by. His humming to the music becoming white noise in your ears when you recognize the home that was surrounded by yellow tape.

“Isn’t that where Carol lives?” You ask. You twist your body to continue to stare as Eddie makes a turn towards your street, catching a glimpse of a stretcher being pulled across the lawn.

You’re forced to turn to Eddie with wide eyes when the house is out of sight. The lights fading away and the image of a white sheet that covered a large lump, a body, burned into the back of your eyelids.

His spares you a quick glance, eyes lowered in disinterest when he shrugs. You feel a bit embarrassed that he didn’t match your own curiosity. Shrinking into your seat as you fiddle with your sleeve.

He turns his attention back to the road and he pushes the knob on the radio up. The volume nearly distracting you from the way his mouth turns up, contradicting the boredom in his voice. “‘M not sure, is it? ”

It was. Carol was found by her parents stabbed to death in her back yard, with about 10 stabs wounds that decorated her back and chest. It was speculated that she was attacked inside her home first, the popcorn that was left unsupervised and nearly burning the kitchen down was proof of that.

The kicker was that she wasn’t the only one, Tommy was tied to a chair in the backyard, suffering his own fair share of stab wounds. One particular dragged along his abdomen that left his organs piling out.

It was all vivid in your head. Your imagination running wild as the police reports along with other students own stories spread like wild fire throughout Hawkins. Different accounts on what happened and who would do such a thing. Your mind couldn’t stop conjuring up the images of their fate.

All you could think as you stare at the multiple flowers that decorated her locker, that was right across from yours was—

Karma. Karma. Karma. Karma.

Is this karma?

Karma was suppose to be something that matched their own actions. Like humiliating her the same way she did you all these years. She was suppose to feel that cold feeling wash over her skin that stemmed from deep shame, the same way that juice box drenched yours.

It wasn’t suppose to be blood that stained her skin instead. Tommy’s insides being carved outside of his body instead of them twisting in embarrassment the way his bullied victims endure when faced by his cruel words.

Was that karma?

“Funny huh. We were just talking about that, weren’t we?” Eddie shifts between leaning against one foot to the other. His response to the question you accidentally said out loud snapping you out of your daze.

Your ears catch a hint of amusement in his voice. A lightness that you’ve noticed since that night he picked you up 30 minutes past the original time he told you.

“A drug deal came up last minute. A real chatterbox.” He told you, tugging a strand of hair behind your ears and lowering his hand, fingers grazing your neck as you peered up at him . The excuse easily rolling off his tongue and you thought nothing of it, accepting it despite his lunch box not being seen in his van.

His hands are stuffed in his pockets, head leaned against the cold metal of a locker as he waits for you to finish grabbing a textbook from yours.

“Hopper came by last night.” He says after you kept your silence. “Says he’s questioning everybody and where they were that night. Told him I was with you.”

Something sparked in your stomach. Eddie’s eyes digging into the side of your head. You close your locker and turn towards him, meeting that stare.

The stare was audible. Isn’t that right?

You tug your backpack over your shoulder and nod.

“I mean, it’s true.”

Yes. I’ll tell him the same thing.

Eddie grins as his hand grasps yours, and he pulls you along with him through the hall, leading you through the sea of students to your next class.

His hand tugging and tugging you along as your body simply follows him with no other thought, staring at the back of his head. You hear fleeting comments from students that were hidden underneath a stairway.

“I heard that Tommy was murdered before her and she was like..forced to watch him die.”

“No way”

“Dude he was tied up and gutted. He was basically tortured. Then she was killed after !”

“They must have been so scared..”

Scared. They were scared, knowing that their time was running up. That dread that would stick in ones chest when they were being toyed with. It was probably what they felt that night, the same thing they made others feel when they were the tormentors.

Eddie glances back at you as you walk up the stairs. His hand squeezing yours, and you feel something spread down your fingers to latch onto your wrist.

You stare back, one thought in your mind.

Maybe it was karma after all.

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“Hawkins Chief of Police, Jim Hopper, has not spoken yet about whether these two horrific murders, occurring just a week a part, have any connections. Many speculate it’s not due to the pictures that were left in the recent crime scene. Jason Carver was posed in his bed surrounded by these gruesome photos when he found late last night..”

You twirl a strand of hair around your fingers before pulling it between your lips. Wetting it with your saliva as you stare at the tv screen. Leg bouncing nervously as your mother begins to whisper to your father, their worried tones only increasing your anxiety.

You glance at the clock on the wall.

10:35 pm.

The strand of hair is finally left alone, falling against your shoulder as you excuse yourself. You bid goodnight to your parents before you make you way to your bedroom. News reporter grim voice disappearing as you walk down the narrow hallway, pushing your bedroom door open.

Eddie sits on the edge of the bed, your camera propped up against his knee. He looks up as you enter.

“Got your camera all cleaned up and fixed.” He grins, shaking it in his hand.

Your back presses against door when you shut it close, hands gripping the doorknob behind you. Your heart was beating harshly against your chest when you make eye contact with him.

“Eddie..” you say softly, taking a moment before you walk across the room and stand in front of him, hands gripping onto his shoulders as you feel all that anxiety begin to tip over. Jason’s picture on the tv screen still stuck in memory.

“You know, I’ve been waiting for 5 minutes.” His mouth sets in a hard line. “So rude of you sweetheart.”

“Im sorry, i was watching the news..” You answer, squeezing his shoulders gently and it prompts him to place your camera on your bed.

Eddie looks up, curiosity swimming on that darkened stare. His hands come up to grab your waist, a gentleness that didn’t match his dilated eyes and you glance down at them.

There was a red stain that glinted off one of his rings. You felt yourself grow still and Eddie takes note of that.

“What’s wrong..” he mutters, fingers rubbing the exposed skin that your tank top couldn’t cover. “C’mon. Use your words, you know I hate when you get all quiet on me.”

You shut your eyes, inhaling through your nose before you shake your head. His touch grounding you only a little bit. “The news..they’re talking about Jason and how he was murdered last night.”

Eddie hums, his calm expression unchanging . His posture completely relaxed and you frown at the lack of care. “A lot of people think that there’s a pattern, that the murders last week is connected to it.”

“But there was a bunch of photos of someone wearing a mask posing with his body.” He clicks his tongue. “I mean, that’s different from what happened with Carol and Tommy right?”

“Eddie..they still think it’s like some deranged serial killer.”

“Really?” He muses, raising an eyebrow and he squeezes your waist. “I think it’s just good old karma biting these assholes in the ass for once. Nothing more nothing less ”

You pull away from his touch, ignoring the flash of frustration that crosses his features and you cross your arms. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything to that.

“Deranged though? ” He speaks mostly to himself, leaning back on your bed and holding himself up by his arm. He lazily tilts his head up at your ceiling, feigning boredom but you can see the tension in his arm. Veins making themselves known as his hand tightens in a fist.

“Wanna hit up the corner store and grab a few snacks?” He says, drifting your attention from the image of black veins covering his arms. Snapping out of it, you look back to his face.

“What? There’s a curfew.” You say softly. “They’re placing a curfew starting tonight..”

“So what?Since when do we care about that?” He snaps and you feel your anxiety tip over the edge.

“It means that it’s dangerous out there!” You frown and nervously pull on your fingers, already regretting raising your voice as you glance at your closed door. Your parents were still downstairs. “I mean..you sneaking into my room this late is already bad enough Eddie.”

You can pinpoint the second he throws out that nonchalant aura around him, no longer holding back that murkiness that wraps itself around his shoulders, hovering over between you both as he levels you with a stare. You hold your breath, silently counting the seconds that pass by.

“Christ, what is this about? You know I hate when you get like this.” He narrows his eyes at you when you don’t respond right away, your eyes beginning to sting. The frown tugging on your lips and you refrain from shutting your eyes to escape that darkening look.

The slightest shift in his voice, the disapproval is enough to unnerve you, that sinking feeling in your stomach from the past week etching itself deeper.

“I..” You bite your lips and look down, wishing you could hide under your blankets, away from that shame that building again.

“y/n..” he murmurs in a demanding tone and you force yourself to meet his eyes. His breathing hitching when he notices the way your eyes glistened with tears. You quickly push yourself to speak before he could scold you for them.

“I’m just scared Eds.” You rub your cheeks, your voice cracking in the end.

He sighs, his defensive posture relaxing and he reaches for your hand. You allow him to intertwine your fingers with his and pull you forward, slightly stumbling as he makes you stand between his legs. Your hands are back on his shoulders, twisting the material of his black hoodie between your fingers.

“Why are you scared?” He asks.

“You know...” You swallow hard and move one of your hands to the nape of his neck. Soft curls wrapped around your finger. “All the things they are saying on tv, this whole thing. it’s starting to get to me. They’re labeling it as some..revenge killing. That they were targeted for a reason.”

He finds it amusing, voice turning light. “Hm I see. What? You think something will happen to you ?”

You look away from his curls and catch his gaze, brown eyes glinting with mischievous. You scrunch your nose, trying to catch anything else lurking in them. “I don’t know..maybe.”

“But you’re such a good girl..” Your stomach warms at the praise, despite his tone bordering mocking. Or maybe its that mocking element that has your stomach twist in excitement. You push that thought away quickly.

“Nothing will happen to you. Not like them..” He reassures, voice sweet like honey. “You’re nothing like them.”

“You promise ?” You say weakly, holding your finger out like a small child. His smiles and cups your cheek, nodding , and uses his other pinky to wrap with yours. You relax against his hold.

You continue to play with his curls as he watches you. A pondering look crosses his face as you continue to worry your lips between your teeth, some apprehension clear. His eyes light up.

“Hey..” His hand lowers to your waist again, fingers playing with the end of your tank top. Rubbing your soft skin a few times before he cautiously slips it underneath the silk material. Something curls in your stomach at the touch.

“I don’t want that pretty head of yours to worry so much..” he begins, voice slow and calculated. “How bout I take your mind off it, ya?”

Large hand stretching the material as his thumb brushes just below your breast. That anxiety slowly dissipating as your body flushes, eyes blinking rapidly as you process what he’s doing.

“Do you trust me?”

Yes. You’ve always trusted him, since the moment you met him. Even when many others tried to warn you about his behavior, the way he never seemed to leave your side. Looming over your shoulder practically your whole friendship, his rough demeanor often getting the best of him and you were the only one witnessing that shadow.

But you never cared, choosing to continue to trust him. It was him being protective, the way best friends always are. Best friends could be touchy even if Robin had pointed out that there was a line that he crossed that went against that belief.

Besides, you liked how his hands printed your skin in moments when he would make simple excuses to touch you.

Like how his hand that wasn’t beneath your shirt, had moved itself to your lower back right now. Pressing his palm against your spine, printing itself on your skin as he pushes you against him.

You nod slowly, not trusting your voice to speak. Still taking in what was happening.

“Then let me take care of you.” He whispers into your ear, kissing the bottom of it that spreads shivers throughout your whole body.

“But..” you try, closing your eyes. Unsure of what you wanted to say anymore. Eddie pushes his hand further up, brushing over your nipple and you gasp. That line and Robins criticism coming to mind.

You shouldn’t be doing this. You knew you shouldn’t take your mind off on the matter at hand, on everything that’s been looming over Hawkins like a dark cloud. But Eddie touches never gone this far before, this unspoken line between you two threatened as he roughly gropes one of your breast and your breathy whine follows it .

The part of you that always craved this was beginning to win over any other rational thought.

“Say it. Tell me you trust me.” His voice takes a hint of desperation. “You know I’ll take care of everything. Let me take care of you.”

Whether he was talking about the topic you tried breaching before, or the current boundaries that were being threatened , it didn’t matter because his other hand slides down your waist, over your tight shorts. Giving you no time to properly answer before he’s cupping you through them.

Your clit throbs from his two fingers pressing against it.

That line is broken the moment the pathetic whimper that you were holding in finally escapes, as he circles them experimentally. Your hips rolling forward against his hand as the news report becoming a distant memory.

Do you trust me?

“Yes, yes, yes.” You shut your eyes when he begins to trace your lips over your shorts. He stops and quickly forces you to turn around, pulling you to sit on his lap. You whine out from the brief loss, hands gripping onto his thighs beneath you. “Eddie”

“I know baby.” He spreads your legs apart with his knees, his hands back to where you desperately needed it to be. He circles his fingers against your clit once and your head rolls back, lolling against his shoulder as you whine.

“God, you been needing this huh? “ He huffs drinking in your soft whimpers and pants as he continues to rub your clit. He could feel that wet patch beginning to grow and show through your shorts. His other hand grips your left thigh, pulling it farther apart and the pleasure increases from the cold touch of his rings.

Sparks erupt through you when his fingers skim over your folds for a brief moment, slow and agonizing in his movement. You were growing frustrated by it, trying to grind your hips against his hand to add pressure.

He clicks his tongue against his cheek, pulling your shorts to the side as a response to your impatience. A squeak filling the air as the cold air hits your pussy.

“You have to be quiet.” He scolds, beginning to prod your hole with one finger slowly. “You don’t want your parents finding you in here with your legs spread open like this right?”

“I-I’m trying.” You slur around your pants , shame biting your skin as you feel yourself no longer wanting to disappoint him. But his finger slowly sinks into you, stretching your hole as his thumb pressing hard on the nub. A high pitch moan is forced out of you at the sudden intrusion. “Ah—f-fuck.”

He hums, carefully pushing it deeper and reveling in the way your chest rises in quick pants, your eyes squeezing shut as you try to get use to the feeling.

“Imagine how they will feel..seeing their daughter letting her best friend—Hawkin’s own ‘Freak’ playing with her cunt like this..” His condescending tone making your face flush as he begins placing kisses along your neck. Teeth slightly digging into skin has your whole body jolting, your hips grinding against his hand and forcing him in deeper.

He hisses as he watches his finger disappear into you. “Shit. Look how well you’re taking my finger. This whole time I was meant to do this, be the first one to touch you like this.”

God, he wanted you to be quiet yet he was saying things like that. You can feel your eyes begin to water as his movements become more rough, another finger pushed inside. The feeling of him stretching you simply by his two fingers, pumping them with no remorse only increased the pathetic sounds that fumbled past your lips.

“O-oh god, eddie..” you babble as he curls his fingers inside you. A sob racks through you with out your permission, the tears flowing as you feel the tightness in your gut increase. You’re unable to stop them, the sloppy noises and his own shaky breathing next to your ear was becoming too much.

. Your thighs attempt to close but he digs his nails into them, forcing them to stay in their place. You cry, hiccuping and sniffing as you feel yourself get closer to the edge, your sobs increasing despite your efforts to swallow it down.

Your afraid he’ll see your tears and put a stop to it, his spoken hatred for your tears ruining the intense moment.

Instead, when he catches sight of the way your face is broken and feel the tears against his cheek and chin , Eddie groans into your ear, startling you.

“Jesus— fuck. Fuck fuck.” He nuzzles his face into your shoulder. His fingers faltering for a split second and his hand shoots up to your throat , your heart leaping when—

He whines. His hips pushing up in a quick thrust and his fingers wrap tightly around your neck. Squeezing the sides as he continues to buck up into you. A wet patch in his jeans sticking to your bottom as he humps sloppily.

All of it triggers for the orgasm to hit you. You struggle to keep your eyes open as your mouth falls open, the pleasure crashing over you as your thighs shake from the intensity of it. Your hands desperately clawing at his wrist as you pussy spasms around his fingers that continued to move inside you, you squeeze your thighs around them from the overstimulation.

Eddie catches his breath as you continue to let out small noises, pulling his face away from your neck and releasing his grip on your throat. You let out a breathless sob as your able to breath fully and slump back into him, panting harshly as he pulls his fingers out.

He says nothing, only pushing himself farther back in the bed. Pulling you along with him as he lays you both down, arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer to his chest.

Exhausted, you allow him to hold you and for your mind to slowly drift off, any thought on what this meant being put on hold for the night.

That lurking darkness slowly grows from being Eddie shadow and crawls along his arms that held onto you. You catch a quick glance at the stained ring on his hand that was holding yours in front of you.

Your finger hesitantly wiping over it, before you find yourself falling asleep.

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