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More Than This // Chad Meeks Martin x Reader x Ethan Landry*

request: none!

prompts: none!

summary: ethan landry is completely and totally hopelessly in love with you. the only problem? you're in a happy relationship with his roommate and best friend, chad.

warnings: language, a shit ton of angst, crying, smut, a wee bit of voyerism, masturbating (m), cumming in pants, yelling, ethan having impure thoughts about reader

word count: 3.1k

a/n: reader is referred to as girlfriend, but there's nothing specifically mentioned about gender other than that. no description of reader, other than being mentioned as shorter than chad. chad and reader are dating. there isn't any relationship going on between reader and ethan. no ghostface au. also this is my first time writing smut in a while so i hope it's alright!

part 2 part 3

I'm broken, do you hear me?

I'm blinded, 'cause you are everything I see

I'm dancing alone, I'm praying

That your heart will just turn around

Ethan frowned as he looked over at you and Chad. The two of you were dancing together with your matching cowboy and cow onesie costumes, and you couldn’t have looked happier. Your arms were wrapped around Chad’s neck and his hands were placed on your waist. Ethan watched as Chad whispered something to you that made you giggle, and he felt his heart ache. He wanted to be the one you danced with, the one to hold you close, the one who would make you laugh.

But you were dating his roommate. And Chad was Ethan’s best friend, he’d never want to hurt him, but all Ethan could think about was you. He could never escape you. Even if he wasn’t thinking about you, you were still there. You and Chad went almost everywhere together, and you were always over at their dorm. Just constantly seeing you and Chad being happy together made Ethan’s pain that much worse.

And as I walk up to your door

My head turns to face the floor

'Cause I can't look you in the eyes and say

Ethan stared at the text he had written to you, his finger hovering over the send button. He kept writing the same message over and over, pouring out his feelings to you, but he could never bring himself to send them. He was too scared. He knew there was no way that you could possibly return his feelings, and telling you how he felt would only set him up for more heartbreak. You were with Chad, and you were happy. Who was Ethan to get in the way of that?

And besides, he couldn’t do that to Chad. Sometimes Ethan felt that Chad was the only friend he had, he didn’t want to risk losing him over his stupid infatuation with you. Ethan sighed, deleting the text and shutting his phone. He huffed, leaning back against the pillows on his bed, deciding to wallow in self pity instead of fucking everything up by confessing.

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight

It just won't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

Ethan heard the door to his dorm open and shut, giggling and whispers following the noise. Great. You and Chad were back from your date. It was nights like these that Ethan couldn’t be more grateful that his dorm had separate bedrooms. At least he wasn’t forced to see you and Chad being all lovey dovey, that would just feel like the two of them rubbing salt in his never healing wound.

The door to Chad’s bedroom was flung open, and Ethan heard you laugh again. He smiled slightly to himself, the beautiful noise cheering him up a bit. But that newfound happiness was short lived, because he knew what came next. Walking over to his desk, Ethan searched for his noise canceling headphones, but they were nowhere to be found. He cursed to himself when he remembered he had lent them to Anika so she could focus better while trying to study. Just great. Now he had nothing to block out the sounds of you and Chad. This was going to be a long night.

When he lays you down, I might just die inside

It just don't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this

Can love you more than this

Ethan laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling, willing himself to fall asleep. Unfortunately, he was still wide awake. He didn’t even know how long it’s been, but you and Chad were still going at it like rabbits. Chad’s headboard continually slammed against the wall, the banging ruining any chance Ethan had of sleeping. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part about Ethan’s current situation was you.

The walls in their dorm were incredibly thin, allowing for sounds to be heard from the other side easily. Ethan could hear you moaning out Chad’s name over and over again, along with your other whines and whimpers. It was all Ethan could focus on. You sounded so… hot. Usually he had his noise canceling headphones on, blocking out all the sounds you and Chad make. But now that he could hear you, he regretted ever using those stupid headphones in the first place.

Before he could even realize what was happening, Ethan was hard. He whimpered softly as he felt his throbbing erection continue to grow each time you moaned. He felt guilty about feeling like this, especially since you were currently fucking his best friend, but his overwhelming need made his guilt almost disappear.

He pulled the blankets off of him, and brought his hand down to his hard on, grinding his palm against it. He whimpered in relief at the feeling, speeding up his movements, practically humping his hand. Was he really doing this? Getting off to his best friend’s girlfriend’s moans? He felt dirty. Perverted. But somehow, that made this all the more exciting.

Ethan continued, grinding his palm down against his clothed cock, while his hips bucked up in tandem. He closed his eyes, imagining that you were the one touching him, and that he was the one getting you to make those incredible noises. Ethan bit his lip, struggling to hold in his moans. He was getting closer and closer. Then, he heard you through the wall.

“Oh, fuck! Fuck, m’ cumming! Fuck…” you trailed off into a high pitched whine.

Ethan opened his eyes when he felt a growing wet spot on his hand. He looked down and saw that he just came in his pants from hearing you finish. Great. Just great. He was supposed to be getting over you. And this was definitely not helping.

If I'm louder, would you see me?

Would you lay down in my arms and rescue me?

'Cause we are the same, you save me

But when you leave, it's gone again

“Hey Ethan!” you said cheerily, sitting down next to him in the cafeteria.

“Hey…” he mumbled, his face flushing red as he looked away from you, the memories of what he had done last night still present in his mind.

You scrunched your face up in confusion when you saw how red Ethan looked. You immediately placed the back of your hand on his forehead, concern present on your face.

“Are you feeling alright? You look really red,” you asked, gently touching his forehead and cheeks to see if he had a fever.

Ethan felt himself blush even harder, the feeling of your hand on his face making his skin tingle and his head spin. He quickly shook his head and pulled away slightly, not wanting to develop another situation because of you.

“No, I’m- I’m fine. Maybe just a little sunburnt is all.”

You pouted. “You really should wear sunscreen, Ethan. It’s not healthy if you don’t.”

Ethan nodded. “Uh, yeah. I’ll keep that in mind.”

Ethan was about to say something else, when Chad approached and sat down next to you, instantly taking your attention away from him. You smiled widely at Chad, pulling him into a hug and kissing his cheek.

“Hi baby! I missed you,” you said, a lovestruck look in your eyes.

Chad smiled back, looking equally infatuated with you. “I missed you too babe.”

Ethan grumbled to himself, the display of affection the two of you shared only making him long for you even more.

And then I see you on the street

In his arms, I get weak

My body fails, I'm on my knees, praying

It was movie night and Sam and Tara’s place, a weekly tradition that Mindy forcefully makes everyone participate in. Ethan sat by himself in a chair next to the couch, while you and Chad were curled up together in the loveseat across from him. Everyone else had piled onto the couch, or the floor in front of it. Mindy grabbed the remote and excitedly started some horror movie that she’s been adamant about making everyone watch. But Ethan could barely bring himself to pay attention.

He kept his gaze on you and Chad, squished close together as Chad buried his face in your neck. You wrapped your arms around him, holding him close and trying to comfort him from the scary images on the screen. Despite how scared your boyfriend was, you couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he looked, your six foot tall boyfriend clinging to his much smaller girlfriend for protection.

Ethan tried to watch the movie, he really did, but all he could think about was how badly he wished it was him that you were holding instead of Chad. No matter what he did, Ethan couldn’t get over you. He had almost given up on trying at this point. He was hopelessly in love with you. And he would just have to deal with that.

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight

It just won't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

The movie finally ended, and Ethan managed to force himself to pay attention to the second half of the movie. He was definitely confused about the plot, and had absolutely no idea what happened, but at least he stopped staring at you and Chad like some creep.

“Aw, guys look!” Anika said, pointing to the loveseat you and Chad were on.

The two of you had fallen asleep, Chad curled up in your arms. The sight of you and Chad sleeping together so peacefully, so happily, it just made the heartache and longing he felt for you that much worse. Because he knew he would never get to be with you like that. He would never get to be the one to fall asleep in your arms, the one you protected from scary movies, the one you held close. No matter how badly he wished and prayed to be yours, he knew that it would never happen.

Sam stood up from the couch and grabbed a blanket, placing it over you and Chad. She smiled down at the two of you warmly, the sight just so incredibly adorable.

“They’re so cute together,” she said, smiling to herself as she walked back to the couch.

“I know!” Tara added, swooning over how perfect you and Chad looked together. “It’s like they were meant to be.”

When he lays you down, I might just die inside

It just don't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this

Ethan couldn’t take it anymore, seeing you and Chad sleeping in each others’ arms, hearing all his friends fawn over how cute you and Chad were. It was all too much. He felt his heart shatter and his eyes welled up with tears. He blinked forcefully, trying to stop them from falling.

Ethan stood up, starting to head towards the door. “I think I’m gonna head back to my dorm for the night. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

Anika frowned. “You’re not staying? I thought we were all sleeping over here tonight?”

“Yeah, you always stay. What’s going on?” Mindy added.

“Nothing. I just don’t feel like it tonight.”

Quinn furrowed her brows in confusion. “It doesn’t seem like nothing. Is something bothering you?”

Ethan huffed in frustration. “Nothing’s bothering me. Just drop it.”

Before anyone could respond, he was already out the door.

I've never had the words to say

But now I'm asking you to stay

For a little while inside my arms

“Hey, man. Where were you last night? Mindy said you left early and that you seemed all upset about something,” Chad said, sitting down in the desk next to Ethan.

Ethan shook his head. “She’s overreacting. Nothing’s bothering me. I… I just had this paper to work on last night that I forgot about. That’s it,” Ethan replied, hoping his excuse didn’t sound as shitty as he thought it did.

Chad looked skeptical but brushed it off. “Alright. Well, hope you got it done in time then.”

“Thanks,” Ethan said, a forced smile on his face.

Chad looked like he wanted to say something else, but their professor walked in and began talking, gaining Ethan’s attention. Chad wanted to press for more, he felt like there was something Ethan wasn’t telling him. But now probably wouldn’t be the best time, especially since he seemed so tense about whatever it was. Maybe he could get you to ask Ethan about it later. Ethan always seemed so much calmer when you were around.

And as you close your eyes tonight

I pray that you will see the light

That's shining from the stars above

And I say

“Ethan! Hey, wait up!” you shouted, running to catch up to Ethan who was on the other side of the quad.

Ethan’s head perked up when he heard your voice, and he stopped walking, waiting for you to reach him. A few moments later, you stood by Ethan’s side, your hands on your knees and you panted from your jog over. You held up a finger to Ethan, asking him to give you a minute as you caught your breath.

“You alright?” Ethan asked, a smile growing on his face.

You nodded, slowly beginning to breathe normally. “Yep. Just wasn’t prepared to run that much. I’m- I’m fine.” You finally managed to calm your breathing, and smiled at Ethan to prove you were really okay.

“So, why’d you just sprint across the quad? Did you miss me that much, or did you need something?” Ethan asked, laughing to himself slightly.

“Uhm, yeah actually. I needed to talk to you. It’s about last night.”

Ethan’s smile faltered. “What about it?”

“Chad wanted me to ask you about what happened. He told me that you said you forgot about a paper, but I know that’s not true. You’re too insanely organized to forget an assignment. So, what happened? Why’d you bail?”

Ethan shook his head, turning to walk away. “I’m not talking about this right now.”

You huffed and grabbed his shoulder, forcing him to turn around. “Ethan, I’m worried about you. We all are. Just talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I can’t!” Ethan said, his voice slightly louder.

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight

It just won't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

‘Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

“Why not? I’m here for you Ethan, we all are. Just let me in. I want to help you.”

Ethan turned his head and looked at the ground, not wanting to look into your eyes. If he looked into your eyes right now, he knew his resolve would crumble, and all of the feelings that he’d been holding back would all come spilling out.

“I can’t tell you. You wouldn’t get it. You can’t help me,” Ethan said, his voice growing quieter as he felt your gaze stay trained on him.

You placed your hands on his shoulders, trying to make him look at you again. What was once just a minor concern about whatever happened at the sleepover now grew into a full blown panic. You had never seen Ethan like this. So small, so fragile. He had seemed so put together, having everything under control. But seeing him like this, you couldn’t help but feel your heart break. He looked so sad. So scared. And you hated it.

“Try me. Please. Let me in. Whatever you’re dealing with, you can’t do it on your own. Don’t push me away. I know we aren’t the closest, but I do consider you a friend. And I care about you. So please, just tell me what’s wrong. Don’t let yourself suffer by trying to deal with it all on your own.”

When he lays you down, I might just die inside

It just don't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

“Fine, you want me to tell you?” Ethan said, finally looking into your eyes.

You nodded. “I really want you to.”

Ethan huffed, rubbing his eyes with his fists in frustration. “I- I want to tell you. I really do. But if I say this, I can’t take it back. I don’t want to ruin everything. I don’t want to lose you.”

You frowned, stepping closer to him. “You won’t ruin anything. Just please, tell me. Let me in, Ethan.”

“I’m in love with you, okay?!” Ethan shouted, squeezing his eyes shut, terrified of how you would react.

“What…?” you asked, your eyes wide in shock.

“I’ve loved you since the day I first met you. Which sucks, because you’re with Chad, and I know you don’t feel the same. But I’ve been suffering every single time I see you with him. I wish that was me. I want to be the one that you love. I want to be the one you’re with. And I know it’s wrong, I know I can never have you like that. But- I- I just-,” Ethan trails off, his rambling cut off by his own panic.

And then Ethan does the unthinkable. He kisses you.

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight

It just won't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

Once he realized what he had done, he pulled away. He was too panicked to realize that you had kissed back. You looked up at Ethan, your eyes wide in shock and confusion. You had no idea what you were feeling, emotions swirling and exploding inside of you. But Ethan interpreted your expression as disgust and hate. He looked at you guiltily, slowly backing away.

“I’m sorry. I- I shouldn’t have done that. I don’t know why I- I’m so sorry,” Ethan said, his eyes wide as he took another step backwards.

“Ethan…” you said, your expression softening when you saw how terrified he looked.

“No- I- I shouldn’t have…” Ethan said, turning around and running off, not wanting to have to face you another second.

“Ethan, wait! Ethan…” you called after him, but he didn’t turn around.

“Wait…” you said softly, trailing off when he finally faded from view.

When he lays you down, I might just die inside

It just don't feel right

'Cause I can love you more than this

Can love you more than this

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georgeweasleyslostearhq · 1 year

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Can you write more about Ajax and Xavier as Ghost Face pleaseeeee!!!!

long awaited

PLEASE MISTER GHOSTFACE!

Pairings: Xavier Thorpe x Fem!reader x Ajax Petropolus Summary: Xavier dresses up as Ghostface for your fantasy Warnings: SMUT. unprotected sex. P in V. swearing, degrading. slight knife play. oral (M and F receiving) threesome. slapping.

it was late at night, glimpse of the moonlight shining in your dorm from your curtains while you laid in bed, just barely asleep. your dormmate caused a fight with you, ending up with her staying in her friends room. Xavier had called you an hour ago to say he wasn't able to come over to stay with you, his roommate got high and can't sleep. You didn't think too much about it, it was normal for that to happen, he would sneak into your room and you would sneak into his, it was like you lived together by the amount you spend curled up in each others arms at night, so you enjoyed your time alone.

You were dosing in and out of sleep, your vision was blurry and hearing was faint as your drifted off, so much so that you didn’t hear the loud boots coming up to your door and making their way into your room. It was eerie quite as a cold blade pressed to your skin, making you stir a little. Your body was now positioned to where you were laid on your back with your head turned in their direction, your white blanket falling off your body off your body, exposing him to the perfect view of your spread legs and lacy red panties, as if you knew this was going to be happening tonight.

The sight of your black laced panties that hugged low against your hips made him smirk behind his mask, he had never seen someone more angelic than you whilst drifting away into slumber. You were perfect in his eyes and he couldn’t wait to corrupt you in every way he could. He pressed the blade into your thigh, watching as it made a subtle, light indent on your skin. Trailing the blade higher, he slipped it under your panties, slightly cutting them, letting him have a full view of your perfect little pussy and the bit of wetness that shone in the moonlight. he groaned in his mask, anxious to run his hands along your body, touching you everywhere.

you felt the slight movement on your body, it tickled you a little bit but you shrugged it off, thinking it would be a little moth of a feather from your pillow that was tucked between your open legs.

A gloved hand travelled up your thigh, making your eyes flutter open at the contact that surely wasn't a fly or a feather's doing. Just as you were about to scream at the figure towering above you, the other hand pressed itself against your mouth,

“you make one fucking noise and I’ll make this so much worse for you.” he grunted above you

You nodded your head frantically against the hand before it was pulled away from your plump lips. You were a little scared until you noticed the Ghostface mask that hid the face. and you breathed a small sigh of relief. knowing there was only one person behind it.

“No, please don’t kill me Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel,” you let out a giggle until you felt the blade gently pressed against your throat and you noticeably gulped.

He cocked his head to the side, the mask eye level with you as it stared back at you with the same expression as it was in the movie.. You searched for the deep green eyes that you knew all too well, but saw only black ones, hiding the true identity.

“don't you fucking laugh, bitch. Do you think this is a game?” The knife was pulled away and replaced with a hand.

The hand squeezed at your throat and you tried your hardest to act afraid even though you weren't scared in the slightest.

You were pulled closer to the mask forcefully, your face now inches away from it.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard like the stupid little whore that you are. Then maybe, just maybe, depending on how good that pretty little pussy is for me, I’ll show you some mercy and spare your pathetic life, but I'm not promising anything.”

Slowly, you nodded your head along with him, biting your lip.

“Please, I-I’ll do anything you want, Ghostface, just don’t hurt me.” Never did you ever think that you would be begging for your life, even if it was just roleplaying but damn did you enjoy it.

He grabbed your chin lightly and ran his thumb over your cheek, making you with fake sympathy

“So desperate to live, are you? I wonder how far you’ll go for us” amusement laced on his tongue. but you shrugged off the mention of 'us', thinking it was just meant about Xavier and Ghostface combined.

He ran a hand through your hair before pulling at the roots making your head go back, gasping as you looked up at him.

“sit up.” You quickly followed his instructions, looking up at him with fake fear.

“I saw how wet that pussy was when you were just showing it off to the whole world to see,” he pushed your legs apart to expose your dripping wet pussy “go on, fuck yourself, slut.”

you weren't used to touching yourself in that way, you didn't do it much, or at all for that matter because you had someone who could do it for you, to you.

you reached down to touch yourself, dragging a finger along your folds, you stuck a finger in your core as he tilted his head at you. you gathered up the wetness and began rubbing your clit, resisting the urge to moan at the contact of your fingers.

You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter as you rubbed yourself, small whimpers and whines leaving your mouth as you held onto your sheets tightly to gain control of yourself

You heard a chuckle from above you and you looked up at him, not stopping your hips grinding against your hand.

“Does it feel good, slut? does it feel good to rub that little clit?” When you didn’t answer, he placed the knife in his pocket and took his now free hand to slap your face, causing you to gasp. “I asked you a fucking question, bitch”

“Y-yes, it feels good”

the door opened and another Ghostface trailed in the room

"what a great sight to walk into" they chuckled, you furrowed your eyebrows and stopped teasing your clit in confusion

"did I tell you to stop" Xavier lifted the knife to your neck, grazing the skin

"who's that?" you asked

"now I think that defeats the purpose of the mask, doesn't it?" Xavier mocked.

he leaned down and lifted his mask to reveal only his mouth

"nervous now, huh?" he smirked "you think you'll be able to take both of us?"

you looked back at the other masked figure and licked your lips, nodding your head slowly at him as he trailed over to you at a slow pace

Xavier slipped on his boots and took his pants off, leaving him in his boxers as the other Ghostface sat on the bed beside you.

"we're gonna fuck you and you're gonna lie there and take it if you wanna make it through the night, alright slut?" Xavier spat at you.

He then took of the cloak and removed his boxers, positioning himself to your entrance.

he grabbed your hip with one hand and shoved his dick in your wet core that was aching for intimacy.

you hummed at the contact and rolled hips against him while the Ghostface beside you lifted his mask to show his lips which you immediately recognised by the amount of times you stared at them for hours on end as they were in front of you.

"Ajax" you smiled up at him as he leaned down to your face

"that's not my name" he said, pressing his lips against yours aggressively and placed his hands on your tits, giving them a sensual squeeze.

“you gonna cum like a good little slut that you are?” Xavier thrusted his cock further in your pussy, reaching places that have never been touched by another guy before.

when you didn't answer him he slapped you across the face when Ajax moved away to get his boots off

"I asked you a fucking question" he grunted

"I will, I will" you sobbed

"good" he huffed

Ajax smashed his lips back on yours, placing a delicate gloved hand on your cheek

you moaned against Ajax's mouth, letting him slip his tongue and stick it down your throat as he took his coat off, exposing his bare torso.

you ran your fingers along his chest as you made out with him. he took his hands off your tits and removed his black pants, taking his boxers along with them.

you looked to the side of you after disconnecting your lips.

you looked at his dick that leaked with pre cum and your mouth watered, you looked up at his half masked face and looked at him with pleading eyes.

"come on then" Xavier grunted, going out of you and turning you over on your stomach, lifted you on your knees as Ajax slipped beneath you and positioning himself.

Xavier entered you, placing his hands on your hips as he pounded into you harshly as you sunk you face down on Ajax's cock, kitty licking the tip.

he ran his fingers trough your hair and tugged it aggressively, making your mouth open widely.

he pushed your head down forcefully and thrusted his length to the back of your throat, making you gag.

you bobbed you head up and down his length while he thrusted his dick further down your throat with a hand holding the back of your head.

the feeling of two of your best friends cocks in you was heavenly. even if it was rough.

the room was filled with moans, grunts and squelching noises that tipped you over the edge.

"come on you fucking slut, you're better than this, I know you are, cum for us" Xavier murmured huskily

when you moaned at his words he slapped your ass before leaned over your back, his mouth grazing your earlobe as you sucked Ajax's cock.

he lifted the knife that was beside him and raised it to your throat.

"do you want to live or not? I. said. cum" his voice was hoarse like and deep.

That was enough for you to release with a loud moan that was muffled and vibrated Ajax's dick, he groaned as he came in your mouth, his warm juices shooting into your throat. you looked up at him as Xavier pulled out of you, letting himself cum on the back of your thighs as your own dripped out of your heat.

Ajax looked at you through the mask and grabbed your chin

You pulled your mouth away from his cock

"swallow" he demanded. he watched as you swallowed his cum, humming at the taste.

Once satisfied with you, Xavier pulled you up to face him and you noticed those soft lips that peaked out of the slightly lifted mask. you needed to kiss him.

you leaned forward to catch his lips on yours only for him to pull his mask back down to cover his while face before throwing you onto your back, next to Ajax who watched.

"n-no, I want to kiss you, please" you begged, you mouth slightly agape.

He scoffed at your whining, switching places with Ajax so he's next to you, looking down at you with his head tilted

“do you seriously think I would kiss you? I might of fucked you but I'm not your boyfriend, slut” His cock was grazing your swollen lips as his frame towered over your body.

he took off his glove, showing off his veiny hand.

He placed his thumb in your mouth and made you suck on it

You couldn’t help but rub your thighs together, trying to get friction that it now needed again so desperatley, but they were soon pulled apart by Ajax.

your head was pushed up to look at Xavier's masked face as you sucked on his finger. he lifted his mask to his nose and he bit his other glove off before pulling it down again, he lifted his free bare hand up to pinch your nipple, making a little squeal escape you mouth at the feeling

"such a slut aren't you?" he said sticking another finger in your wet mouth, the saliva drooling from the opening.

you gasped at the feeling of something wet ticking your slick folds, you glanced down to see Ajax's half covered face dug in your pussy. sticking his tongue in your hole

"Oh? Oh! oh fuck! Ajax!" you whipped your head to the side, Xavier's fingers leaved the bed they made in your mouth as you rolled your hips along with Ajax's tongue that swirled around your clit.

you felt a sharp pain on your folds and you hissed in pain, he bit you

"who the fuck is Ajax?" he growled

"I-I don't know" you stuttered tiredly

Xavier grabbed your hand, forcing you to stroke his erect cock.

"shut the fuck up, you're so whiney and moany" Xavier scoffed, pinching your nipple to get you to fist him faster, which you did.

you leaned up to his dick and tried to suck it only for him slap you across the face.

"you do what we do to you. you don't get to do what you want, are you always this needy?" he chuckled deeply through his mask.

He was close to cumming, and you were too, and you couldn't really tell but by how fast Ajax was rubbing himself with his free hand, he was close too, pumping himself so fast he let out a little moan.

he leaned up, spreading your legs wider before shoved his length in your pussy, pounding into you, the feeling of him hitting your g-spot instantly made you scream out in pleasure.

"I'm gonna stretch this pretty pussy so much. fit my dick like a puzzle piece." he grunted

"gonna let my kids swim around in there, huh? you like the sound of that? slut" you could tell he was still new to dirty talk, so Xavier must of given him pointers on it.

"how could you do this, let complete strangers into your dorm and fuck you like this just to keep yourself alive, what a fucking whore you are. so pathetic" Ajax huffed as you felt his dick twitch in you

"you like this, don't you? you like fucking any man that comes walking through that door like a slut don't you, if we're not that special why don't we just kill you right now?" Xavier questioned

"'m gonna cum, I'm s'close, Oh God, I'm gonna cum!" you moaned. letting your head fall back on the pillow.

Ajax reached to your tits and massaged them, leaned down to suck on the bud of your nipple and giving it a little nibble that had you cumming in seconds.

a mix of an orgasm and squirting came out of you.

your legs were shaking as you came on his dick that still pounded into you, stretching you out as he let himself release into you, making your toes curl at the warm sensation that made it's way to your stomach.

you looked over tiredly to see cum pumping out of Xavier tip.

"get the camera" Ajax demanded, making Xavier reach down to his cloak, pulling out a polaroid camera out of the large inside pocket.

he passed it to Ajax who lifted it up to his eye as snapped a shot of his dick inside you with your mixed juices leaking out of you and running along his veiny dick.

he took the photo from the slot, setting it beside him to take a photo of your hand on Xavier's cock.

he gave the photo to Xavier and slid out of you, flopping down beside you

“Smile for the camera,” you tried your best to smile, but he took the photo.

a picture of you in the middle of two Ghostface masks came out of the top, you looking fucked out and cock drunk.

Xavier got up on his elbow and it seemed as though he was looking at the boy to the other side of you

"what do you say, do we let her live?" he questioned

"I think we let this one go tonight. just barely though" Ajax responded hesitantly

"next time you won't be so lucky. and we won't be so soft"

you smiled lazily at the two boys as they put their clothes on and got ready to leave, taking the photos with them, leaving the last one on your nightstand.

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#smutty #ajax petropolus smut #xavier thorpe smut #ajax petropolis x reader #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe oneshot #ajax petropolus imagine #wednesday addams #wednesday 2022 #netflix wednesday #imagine #ghostface scream #ghost face #percy hynes white #georgie farmer

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bipstargirl · 10 months

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❝Charming Tease❞

based on the idea: "playful teasing and bickering"

★ witty banter: Tara and you are experts at playful teasing and engaging in witty banter. Whether it's a casual conversation or a serious discussion, you both find ways to inject humor and light-hearted teasing, making even the most mundane situations enjoyable;

★ endless puns: the two of you can't resist a good pun, and you often engage in a pun-off, trying to outdo each other with clever wordplay. It becomes a delightful competition to see who can come up with the most punny jokes;

★ competitive games: whether it's board games, video games, or any kind of challenge, you both get into a playful rivalry. The competition gets fierce, but it's all in good fun, and you both enjoy the thrill of trying to one-up each other;

★ good-natured mocking: Tara and you have a unique way of showing affection through good-natured mocking. You both know each other's quirks and playfully tease each other about them, knowing it's all in jest and that you still deeply care for one another;

★ sarcastic remarks: sarcasm is your shared language, and you often engage in sarcastic exchanges that leave others around you wondering if you're serious or not. It's your way of connecting on a level where you can be yourselves without any pretense;

★ playful pranks: the two of you enjoy pulling harmless pranks on each other, adding an element of surprise and laughter to your daily interactions. From silly practical jokes to lighthearted tricks, it keeps your relationship dynamic and exciting;

★ mock debates: Tara and you love to engage in mock debates, where you take opposing sides on trivial topics and argue your points passionately, even if you secretly agree with each other. It's an opportunity to sharpen your communication skills and have fun at the same time;

★ inside jokes: over time, you've accumulated a treasure trove of inside jokes that only the two of you understand. These jokes become your secret language, a source of amusement that strengthens your bond and creates a sense of intimacy;

★ teasing encounters: when you're around friends or colleagues, you take every chance to lightly tease each other, leading to genuine laughter and a warm atmosphere. Others can't help but smile at the playfulness you share;

★ reconciliation with laughter: even after small disagreements or minor arguments, you both find a way to reconcile through humor. Making each other laugh becomes the bridge that brings you back together, reinforcing the strong connection you share.

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kining-the-evil · 1 year

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Nightmares: An ‘All I Have Left Story’

Summary: Reader is have a nightmare and Chad finds her

/An/: This is a oneshot Story within my “All I have Left” Series. Within this oneshot, Chad and Mindy are 11 and reader has had custody for 4 years

/Warnings/: Reader having nightmares, remembering character death, reader remembers killing someone, motherly!reader, child Chad, Mindy isn’t a main focus, chad being worried about reader, reader is a grown adult

Series masterlist. Scream Masterlist

All masterlists

/Series Taglist/: @callsignwidow

“Randy!” You screamed, slamming your hands on the door of the news van repeatedly. You could hear his yelling, feel the van moving as whoever killed him. “Randy!”

Tears were streaming down your face as you yanked on the door. You’d never felt this helpless, not even two years ago when Billy shot Randy or when you were bleeding out while Sidney fought billy and Stu. Your screaming had gotten people’s attention, and soon the movement stoped.

You didn’t know where Gale or Dewey were, and when the doors unlocked you didn’t even think to try and stop the person from escaping. Instead, you yanked the door open, a scream leaving your mouth at the sight. Randy was laying on the ground, blood soaked through his clothing, his eyes completely empty.

“No! No, no, no, no, baby, Randy.” You collapsed next to him, pulling his head to your lap. His blood was stuck and warm, your own body being covered in it, and he wasn’t breathing. “Please, baby, wake up. I need you to wake up!” You begged, sobbing as you held his head to your chest the best you could.

It felt like hours, and at the same time seconds, before two pairs of hands were gripping you and pulling you away.

“No! Please! Randy, please!” You fought against the arms until one pair pulled you to their chest.

“Deep breaths, It’s ok.”

Your eyes shot open at the voice, making you look up. Mickey. Suddenly, you weren’t outside. Instead, you were standing in the theater, Mickey standing in front of you, a bullet wound in his head.

“What’s wrong baby?” He gave you a look of fake sympathy, making you walk backwards until you hit someone else. You spun around, making eye contact with Mrs. Loomis. She had stab wounds all over, blood leaking from them, but she was standing just find.

“How do you think randy would feel, knowing you stabbed me 17 times?” You looked down, seeing the bloody knife in your hands. “People already think you had something to do with Woodsboro, and now you slaughtered me. Even Sidney didn’t do that.”

“Shut up!” You begged, hand wrapping around the knife tighter. “Please, shut up.”

“I wonder,” Mickey walked up from behind you to speak in your ear. “What it would take to truly make you a killer?”

“No…”

“Yes.” Mrs. Loomis spoke, taking the knife from your hand and stabbing it into your stomach.

•

“Y/n!”

You sat up quickly, a hand shooting down to where you had just been ‘stabbed’. Your eyes frantically searched the room around you, trying to remember where you were.

“Y/n?”

You looked to your left to see Chad standing next to the bed. He looked nervous, waking you up a bit more.

“Chad?” You reached a hand up to whip away the few tears that had gathered on your face. “Are you ok?”

“I got up for some water, but I heard you- you were screaming.” The boy mumbled. Your eyes slid closed for a moment, cursing yourself for the dream. You may not actually be able to control it, but you felt bad for worrying him.

“It um, was just a bad dream.” You explained, rubbing a hand over your face. Chad didn’t say anything for a moment, just watching you before quickly walking out of the room.

The suddenness of it shocked you, which in turn made you get up to follow him. You followed him into the kitchen to see him getting two glasses of water, bringing one over to where you had sat down at the bar.

You took it, raising an eyebrow at him. “You always gave me and Mindy one when we had nightmares.” He attempted to explain.

You nodded, pulling him to your side. “Thank you Bub.”

“Do you want to talk about it? Your dream?”

You sucked in a breath at his words. You’d never actually talked to the kids about what had happened to you in your life, and you had no idea how much they really knew about that kind of stuff. Mindy had recently asked about seeing the newest Stab movie, in which you immediately said no. The reasoning you gave being she was to young.

“You know, how I was going to marry your uncle Randy?” He nodded.

“Well, I was dreaming about when he passed.”

“When he was killed?” You flinched slightly at his forwardness, Chad noticed, his face falling slightly. “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said that-“

“It’s ok, It’s ok,” You quickly calmed the boy. “But yes, i was dreaming about that.”

“What was he like? Uncle Randy?”

“He was, sweet and caring. He was always there for me, and he always made me laugh.” A smile came to your face as you thought about your late fiancé. “One time, I got sick at college and he skipped all of his classes just to stay with me and make sure I was ok. He would have loved you and your sister.” You whispered the last part, imagining how Randy would have interacted with the two kids.

“Do you feel better?”

You pulled the boy into your arms fully, hugging him. “I do, thank you Bub.” He hugged you back. “Ok, come on. It’s 2:30, you need to go back to bed.”

You put both of your cups in the sink before leading him upstairs to his room. While he was to old for you to really tuck him into bed anymore, you did pull his blanket back so he could get into bed.

“Good night Chad.”

“Night mom.” You couldn’t help but smile at his words. While both kids had called you that a couple of times over the last few years, recently they had started to call you that. And you couldn’t help but view them as your own kids.

You ran a hand over his head lightly before leaving the room and closing the door. You glanced into Mindys room to check on her before going back into your own room to lay down.

You played with the ring on your finger while laying there. “They are so much like you,” You spoke quietly. “You would have loved them so much.” You rolled to your side pretending that randy was there next to you. “I love you.”

#scream #randy meeks #randy meeks x reader #scream 2022 #scream 1996 #chad meeks martin x motherly!reader #chad meeks martin x reader #chad meeks martin #mindy meeks martin x reader #mindy meeks martin x motherly!reader #mindy meeks martin #all i have left oneshot #all i have left

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mikeyss1ut · 2 years

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could you do an angsty amber x reader??

Sure. I had no ideas for this so this comes from the brain of my younger cousin 😍‼️

(Because I have no friends)

Type: angst

Plot: reader finds out amber is ghost face and watches her well ya know(dies)

Warnings: blood, guns, r*chie, death, knifes, idrk

This shits really short also unedited so if I made mistakes sorry.

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It wasn’t your plan to fall in love with a serial killer. Plus I’m your defense it’s not like you knew.

The way you had found out was just right after Mindy had gotten attacked and every one had some how made there way into the living room. You had been with amber when she walked into the living room to see Sam and Mindy on the ground. Then liv ran in.

“One of you is the fucking killer!” Amber spoke with you behind her.

“Fuck you, fuck you.” Liv said

“Why the hell is there blood on your hands?” Sam said backing away

“Oh- I I found chad, I found chad he’s-“

“Your fucking lying.” Amber said

“Your the killer.” Richie said

Liv was hyperventilating.

“Liv stop, liv, LIV JUST STOP.”

“Fuck you amber, I’m not the fucking killer!”

“I know” amber then broke out a gun from her back pocket, how the hell didn’t nobody see that and shot Liv dead. Everyone quickly sped out the room, you staying behind trying to comprehend what the hell just happened.

Amber turned to you she didn’t look like she was going to hurt you but you ran out of the room running as fast as you could.

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You had been hiding for a while you still heard screams but knew you couldn’t hide forever. You where hurt, amber fucking freeman screwed you over. I mean what the fuck? She didn’t seem like the type to you know kill people but with all the craziness that goes on in the world we’re re you really surprised?

You slowly made you way out the closet, shaking with the knife in your hand. You opened the door slowly, it making a small creaking sound. You had seen down stairs Richie stabbing Sam which wasn’t good but at least you found out who the other killer l was. You made your way down the stairs and creeped up on Richie and stabbed him in the back quick.

But it was all so fast you couldn’t process the fact that amber had grabbed you and pushed you in the kitchen.

“Damn, you know what I really did love you, I wasn’t gonna plan on killing you but you just had to ruin my plan didn’t you?” Amber said kinda hurt and out of breath

“Amber please.. I’m sorry I’m - im just scared.” You spoke

“Well damn it I was gonna keep you safe, but that whole moved really fucked up my plan!” She yelled

You sobbed quietly as she took the back of your hands and pushed you out onto the living room floor, and stabbed you one. Single. time.

It didn’t kill you but damn did that shit hurt.

“Oh sweetheart, stop crying I’m not gonna kill you, I just wanted you to see how to feels to be stabbed in the back, hurts doesn’t it?” Amber hummed taking her knife and tracing your face with it, pushing down just enough to draw a spec of blood.

She got up and began to walk away and then to her surprise Tara hit her with one of her crunches. She didn’t take it easy on her either, she hit her face, her back, her legs, she really, really got her good. Just not exactly good enough.

Amber reached up grabbed the crunch and pushed it onto Tara, she was so into it didn’t realize her gun wasn’t in her hand anymore. You were still on the floor but you crawled to get the knife. Slowly leaning on a chair to bring yourself up.

Then just like that you stabbed her, in her back, then her neck, then her sides. You didn’t regret, she plopped to the ground, and you stabbed her once more into her stomach. Reaching down into her ear and saying “hurts doesn’t it?” Then getting back in watching the life of her fade away, and you just to be sure stabbed her more times and dropped the knife.

You picked up Tara and carried her to the main entrance where you saw Sam next to Richies dead body.

#scream #mikey madison #icons #edits #horror #amber freeman #rants #max fox #better things #scream 5 #scream x reader #amber freeman x reader #scream 2022 #angst #this shit is sad damn #oneshot

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rougevingirl · 9 months

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❝Sunset Secrets❞

Character: Tatum Riley

Words: 363

Warnings: none

The orange summer sunset was becoming more and more visible over the country town, the gold that made everything brighter slightly burning the skin of the two girls sitting on the veranda. The ice was already beginning to melt and mix with the sour lemonade, the sweat from the glasses dripping down and wetting the fluffy cushions around them as they both talked about whatever it was.

"...I always knew they wouldn't work out, he'd be with God and the world"

"And her too, I've seen her a thousand times with other guys"

"Really? I didn't know that..."

"It's true, I saw it with my own two eyes, several times"

"Well, it's their life, good luck"

"Yeah, I just want to know what's to come, gossip spreads fast"

"Y/N"

"Wow, what?"

"You know... speaking of gossip, recently I've heard a lot of rumors and comments, you know about who?"

"Who?"

"You"

"Me?"

"I heard that insufferable group of Kamila's, a bunch of bitches, talking about you, I really didn't want to get involved and start a row, you know how those chumps are, but they said that you're a slut who gives it to everyone, a dumb tits, and what's more, that Braian only dumped you because you weren't good enough in bed, a bunch of dumb bitches, I repeat"

"Really? They said all that about me, just because I told blonde K some truths to her face? Do me a favor, I think she needs to hear a little more"

"I swear, word for word. I wouldn't lie, but look, I really wanted to slap that girl in the face, but I heard through the walls, you know? So you'd better keep your mouth shut"

"Tatum!"

"Y/n! I'm only telling you because you deserve to know, and for now it's best to pretend you don't know anything"

"Honestly? I think you're sick"

"Of course not, it's just that she's going to have a surprise in the next few weeks"

"What do you intend to do, you little devil?"

"Me? Nothing. But the people at that school are still going to spread some gossip about betrayal"

"I knew there was something there, that's why I love you, hot, wonderful, perfect"

"I love you too goddess, now let's go inside because this cold wind is already bothering me"

#scream franchise #scream 1996 #scream one shot #scream fanfic #scream movies #scream #scream headcanons #scream imagine #scream oneshot #scream x reader #tatum riley x reader #tatum riley #scream 6 #scream vi #scream 2022

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sammyloomis · 4 months

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“You? Watched 'Stab'? Just… totally randomly?” Amber said, amused. “Why’s that so hard to believe?” “Because you’re you? And you told me, point blank, that you’d rather watch 'Shrek the Third' ten times in a row than watch one of my, quote unquote, misogynistic disgraces to the horror genre?” “I didn’t…!” Tara trailed off because actually, yeah, she kinda remembered saying that, “…I was clearly exaggerating.” --- AU where Tara bites the bullet and finally watches 'Stab'

holds this out like im feeding a sugar cube to a wild horse

#ash.txt #my writing #scream #scream 2022 #scream 5 #tara carpenter #amber freeman #tamber #potential multichap alert weewoo #oneshot for now tho cause i dont trust myself fghj

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therockerfromspace · 11 months

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Me? Actually posting fic? More likely than you think.

#scream vi #scream 2022 #scream #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #richie kirsch #fanfiction #oneshot #lots of feelings

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vvh0adie · 11 months

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bonnet bust down

pairing: jungkook x reader | type: oneshot | words: 7k | rating: 18+/M

Jungkook is jealous of a bonnet (yes, gurl), and because he can't ever take shit serious —as if he ever has— the ultimate battle begins.

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Jungkook comes back from a recording session, swinging the door wide open till it hits the wall.

He stands there bright eyed, smiling at you. You, on the other hand, are surprised and slightly anxious of what’s to come.

A moment of silence goes by as light from your tablet illuminates your face. Then Jungkook lifts his fists up and raises his brows. You mimic his face, a giddiness rising within as you smile.

“I’m home!”

You chuckle, “I can see tha-”

He immediately rushes you, jumping onto the couch to wrap you into a big hug as he lays kisses along your neck.

Your hand shoots up, holding your tablet out the way as he moves to the other side of your neck. Jungkook hums, murmuring about how much he’s missed you. You giggle and rub his head, loving the feeling of his soft strands gliding between your fingers.

He’s your big baby. And by that fact, he’s crushing you.

“Kookie! Ah- You’re killing me.” He immediately raises onto his heels, staring at you all balled up with the tablet pressed to your chest. You’re so cute.

Whenever he tries to imagine you, his memory comes up short, always concluding that he can't possibly capture how divine you are. So when he's home, lovingly stalking you like a lost pup, he’s truly amazed at how hard you are to replicate. You need to be seen in person for one to fully grasp the magnitude of your beauty. And if you heard him say this out loud, you'd frown and shake your head. You're just too humble.

So all he says is “You're so beautiful, Baby,” and you giggle, hiding behind your tablet as your head tilts. Then you peer over the device, staring at each other's big, pretty eyes.

His beautiful brown eyes are full of youth and wanderlust. He’s truly a duality of man.

Just yesterday, you were on this very couch, legs spread wide and pushed back, feeling and listening to Jungkook eat your wet, glistening cunt, his dark gaze boring into you the entire time. And when he finally came up, his tongue glided over his pouty lips as drops of your slick dripped from his chin.

But right now, he’s so soft and needy. You truly believe he’d wither away like a faerie just from being away from you. Like he'd grow sad at the possibility of you not believing his existence or the magic that he brings to your life. So he needs to be near, reminding you of his undying love.

It hurts the way Jungkook gazes at you sometimes; like he has no control over how far he’d go to love you. And you often wish the boys would scold him to come to his senses, to hold himself in such high regard as you do. But you don't know when that time will come, so for now, you always make time for cuddles and kisses, like today because he needs your touch.

Setting the tablet on the coffee table, you raise up, cupping his face. Your thumbs smooth over the supple skin of his chubby cheeks as your eyes wander, taking in his beautiful visage: the soft slope of his big nose, curl of his long lashes and wet pout of his lips.

Your lips press to his with firm passion as you move to suck his bottom lip before peppering the top. He hums the entire time, making you smile.

“I love you so fucking much,” he says softly.

“I know.”

He whines, “____~” causing you to giggle. You peck him again, and when you pull back, he follows to push his tongue past your lips. You moan at his taste, your lashes fluttering as he releases you. Then you look at him with wanderlust. He cherishes every moment you spend in vulnerability with him.

You rub his cheeks. “I love you so much too, Jeon Jungkook.”

“You have to say the ‘fucking’ part.”

You snicker. Lord have mercy. He's so lucky he stirs such cute aggression within you or else you'd find the notion overkill.

“I fucking love you so fucking much, Jeon Jungkook,” you playfully growl, rubbing your nose against his.

A grin splays across his lips as his eyes scrunch; such a happy bunny. Your happy bunny.

From the corner of your eye, the tablet screen changes and you stretch to retrieve the device.

Your purchase window has timed out so you have to retype all your info. After sighing, you commence all the previous steps, feeling your legs come apart as Jungkook ducks in between the gap in your arms to lay on your chest.

Large hands find your thighs again, as he throws them around his waist and your feet lay against his back. Then he sighs, his warm breath hitting your neck as he nuzzles into it. His lips softly brush against you. And his body shifts against your’s, as he tries to get comfortable.

“I’m finna make you get up; be still,” you scold, slapping his butt, suddenly turning him into a mess of giggles and wiggles. You shake your head, still entering the info. You can’t be mad at him; he’s too darn cute.

You continue to settle him down by rubbing his butt and occasionally giving it a pat. Jungkook finally gets comfy, resting a hand behind your back and the other on your boob. It lays idle till he lightly squeezes your breast, thumbing over your nipple. You feel a light throb between your legs. Seems a cuddle isn't enough attention.

You feel him looking up at you before he kisses your sternum. Ugh~ he’s softly killing you, and yet if he knows, it's because cuteness comes naturally and he’s not looking to seduce you.

Finally scrolling to the bottom, you tap the ‘purchase’ button; afterwards your hand quickly finds refuge in Jungkook’s soft, dark curls. He hums at the way you massage his scalp; he’s really been needing it. His temples hurt from wearing headphones and listening to the same beat all day.

Jungkook eventually turns his head towards the tablet, prompting your chin to lift.

“What are you buying anyway?”

“A new bonnet.”

“Oooh! Yay.”

You laugh, “Boy, what are you ‘oohin’ for? You’re not the one wearing it.”

“I know but you look so cute in your little bonnet.”

“Well, this one isn’t little. I’m moving up a size ‘cause my hair has grown.”

He lifts to look at your hair in a puff on your head. It’s so shiny and defined. Though his mind drifts to your how you look like a little mushroom in your current bonnet. He finds it cute but it probably isn't good for your hair. Or rather it doesn't stay on.

“When does it get here?”

“In three days.”

“What color did you get?”

You giggle, loving how invested he can get into everything from your hairstyles, to your products.

You click the ‘x’ taking you to the product page.

“This one,” you say, pointing to the XL pink and purple bonnet with little Mangs sprinkled about. “Isn’t it cute?”

“...”

“Jungkook?”

“Uh~ Yeah. It’s got Mang without the mask.”

“Mmh hmm. Now, I have something of all the BT21 gang, but I thought I should upgrade Mang.”

“Did you only buy one?... I know how you like to switch them.”

“Nah, I’m feeling very purpley lately. I don’t think I’ll ever change it. Until it's worn out, of course.”

Jungkook suddenly gets up to stretch, giving you a peak of his tummy. Your hand snakes up his shirt, feeling his slightly taut abs and warm skin. And you giggle at the way he finches a bit when you accidentally tickle him. Jungkook smiles but it's different; more quaint than his toothy, cheerful one.

“You okay, Baby?”

“Yeah, long day; just tired.”

“Mh, yeah. Well, let's get a bath and go to bed, huh?”

He nods with a grin as you reach out for him to help you up. Then he takes your tablet, turning it off and tossing it onto the couch. His large hands circle your waist before he’s pulling you into a tight embrace. It lingers for some time as he begins to sway, waddling you two in a circle.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Does something have to be wrong?”

“Mh, no~ But you've been very clingy, Bunny.”

“…I just missed you.”

You rub his back. “Jungkook, since your break, we’ve been together for six months. Did a few hours really make you this needy?”

“Yes,” he grumbles against your shoulder.

“Okay, okay, alright.” You pat his butt. “Let's get to bed then” You grab his hand and circle the couch, walking down the corridor to the bedroom. “Little spoon or big spoon?”

“Big,” he says with little hesitation, stealing a giggle from you.

“Why?”

He suddenly whines, surprising you. He doesn’t want to answer any more questions; he just wants to hold you, keep you away from everyone and give you kisses so you know how much he loves and needs you.

He kisses your neck. “Because I wanna be able to hit it from the back.”

“...Jungkook.” You pull back to look at his grinning face. He’s smiling but you can definitely tell something bigger is at play. Though, you don’t want to push it because it's clear that he just needs your comfort at the moment.

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Exhausted from a long day's work, the infamous boy band shuffles into the room before scattering to sit.

Jin sighs, “Man, that's a lot.”

“You think it's too much?” Hoseok asks. “Mmh~ I think we could pull it off but we’re definitely pulling all nighters.”

Jin sucks in a breath, tilting his head. “We’ll, see.”

Jimin bites his lip. “Maybe we should cut some stuff?”

“But we already curated everything with stuff Army really wanted. I'm scared to take anything off,” Tae pouts.

“Yeah…”

Everyone sighs before the room falls silent, though, it's not long till Jungkook breaks it.

“_____ bought a new bonnet with Mang all over it,” he says casually, staring aimlessly at the ground, his eyes wide and still as his lips move.

Some smile; others snicker, watching his brow furrows as he continues to not stare at the floor.

Hoseok jokes. “What? You think you’ll be sleeping with me? What's wrong with that, Jungkook?”

Jungkook scratches under his lip. “Nothing ‘cept it’s on her head.”

Jimin laughs, “You’re acting like Hobi’s putting his crotch in her face.”

Jungkook gasps at the imagery, finally breaking his trance. “Don't say that~” He leans over and hits Jimin who can only laugh, finding Kookie way too cute.

They tussle for a bit; the others are completely unphased by their play; either casually watching or doing other things. Grunts and slapping fill the silence and overtake the blowing of AC, and staff’s footsteps along the halls.

Jimin finally manages Jungkook into a headlock. “Stop,” he says in a little pout, whooping Jungkook’s butt. The youngest suddenly slumps; his lips turning downward. He grumbles to which Jimin giggles, still holding his maknae by the head as he lays a cheek on top and begins to rock. Poor Jungkook seems to relax; now finding comfort in his embrace.

“There’s only one thing you can do, Kook-ah.” Jungkook turns to Namjoon who's scrolling on his phone.

“What?! Hyung. What? Tell me!” Jungkook’s face lights up, the fluorescence overhead reflecting sparkles in his eyes.

Namjoon grins at his eager dongsaeng. “You gotta make her forget.”

“...”

“You gotta fuck her,” a voice grumbles out before smacking.

Everyone turns to Yoongi resting on the couch with his head knocked back and his eyes closed. Suddenly Jungkook pulls his head from Jimin and crawls across the leather towards his hyung, sending snickers throughout the room at the skin sticking sounds he leaves behind.

“I do that, though; like three times a week. Maybe four with just foreplay, if I'm really good.”

Hoseok sputters into his fist, catching a glare from Jungkook.

“You gotta be rough and mean. Throw her around; call her names.” Jungkook just looks. “You don’t ever ‘Dumb-fuck’ her?”

“What? No, we have soft, sensual sex.” Jungkook smiles at his use of alliteration.

Yoongi tilts his head, opening his cat-like eyes to stare at their beloved maknae. His hand finds Jungkook's cheek, lightly patting. “My prodigal son. You can be rough and sensual.”

Hoseok nods. “You dominate her, fuck her guts up-”

“Whoa.” Taehyung finally looks up from his phone, brows raised and eyes wide.

“As you kiss and tell her what she’s not going to do. They like that shit.”

“I know women like rough sex… Just the ones I've been with usually want me to degrade them.”

“All we’re saying is that ____ might be the type to like a rough fucking while being sweettalked.”

“Mmh~ She is really receptive to praise when I'm just slow.”

“Yeah, that works too. Slow and rough. Drives them crazy; turns them dumb.”

“You mean to tell me you two only fuck slow and soft?”

“Mh, yeah. It edges her out longer before she cums.”

“You have a lot to learn, lil’ bro.”

“Slow and rough,” Jungkook murmurs to himself. “Slow and rough.”

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As the elevator door opens, Jungkook is glad to see that there isn’t a package at his doorstep. He hums a lil’ ditty as he presses the key code and slips himself into the familiar comfort of his home’s scent: crisp, light, and cotton fresh.

Kicking his shoes off, Jungkook looks around before neatly putting his sneakers in the cubby.

“I'm home.”

Silence.

He rifles around his pockets, retrieving his keys and wallet to throw into the bowl.

You’re not in your usual couch spot and the door to the gaming room is closed, so you must be in the bedroom.

“I said ‘Kookie’s home’. Your number one lover… Actually, your only lover!”

Jungkook walks swiftly down the hall, swinging through the bedroom door frame to meet the sight of you. You’re humming a sweet little tune as your hips slightly swaying. He smiles, wandering your pajama clad figure.

And right on top of your head lies the infamously adorable Mang; looking just like their father with their cheery eyes and bright smile. Jungkook does have a habit of being rough with the BT21 children but he's never wanted so badly to punt one of them until now. He’s setting such a bad example for Cooky.

“Hey~ Baby.”

You hum, turning around to give Jungkook a crescent eyed smile. “Hello~ Pookie.” You shuffle towards him, arms stretched out till you can cup his face and mark him with kisses.

Jungkook hums against you, melting into your sweet taste. He needs you so badly like his life depends on it.

Suddenly you’re being lifted and thrown onto the bed. Jungkook kneels onto the comforter, his fingers fiddling with one another as he looks down at you with pleading eyes.

“Please.”

You wander over him. Your sweet baby boy. You don’t know what's going on but you want to make it go away. You have to because, maybe once he’s gotten his frustrations out, he’ll confess.

“Please, what, Kookie?” His bottom lip juts out despite knowing he has to be direct with his sexual needs.

“Can I… Can I fuck you?”

It's so cute the way he’s able to cuss and ask for such lewd things. You can already feel yourself getting wet as your pussy contracts, yearning to bring him home. And the throb of your heart lies deep within your clit.

“Yes, Bunny. You can fuck me.”

You lay down, tilting your head to watch him; your leg rubbing against the other as you feel the anticipation rising within.

Jungkook frantically begins to stripe, pulling his shirt from smooth, bronze skin. The flex of his abs drive you wild, wanting to touch him. Then he pulls both bottom down, lending his hard cock to spring free and touch his lower tummy.

Your eyes wander as you bite your lips. He’s so fucking delicious to look at; you think you could cum now.

The bed dips as he crawls to spread your legs open so that he can undress you.

You watch him admire you, his hands roaming your thighs then squeezing your exposed sides. You're so soft, looking so cute in your lace pajama set. The thin fabric lays taut against your pussy, imprinting your succulent slit and your perky nipples poke through the matching tank top.

Then he stares at the bonnet. Oh, you're so beautiful and it sits so perfectly, protecting your crown. How could he be mad? It isn't the bonnet nor is it true jealousy or anger, is it? It's a deep sadness. A profound yearning.

You're so pretty he needs you to know how he feels. He needs to thrust his love into you like a subliminal that engraves itself upon your eyelids. You need to think about him as much as he does you. But you do and a part of him knows this but his ego says you'll forget about him eventually with all the time you spend apart. Though, how can someone possibly forget Jeon Jungkook? It's simple really because only you could forget the intricacies of Kookie. Your Pookie. Your Bunny.

Jungkook’s emotions heighten as he frantically strips you. You gasp and whimper at his ferocity; his hands feeling everywhere and nowhere, driving you mad, making your clench furiously.

Once done, you lay in nothing but your bonnet and plush socks. His eyes move in a frenzy around your body, taking in your luscious curves, plump pussy and supple breast. He thumbs over your soft patch of hair, lightly tugging to watch the cute little expression on your face.

“Jungk~“

He bends down, shoving his tongue past your lips. You’re overwhelmed, falling into lust as his wet taste swirls around yours. He's over powering you and you relinquish control, letting him ravage your mouth. He lets up a little, breathing heavily. He's so needy. He's about to dive in again but your hand shoots to grab as you whimper.

Searching his face, his brow tenses with worry. You lay a hand to his cheek. “Kookie, calm down. I'm not going anywhere, Bunny.”

Jungkook looks at you with his deep browns as you catch the brief twitch of uncertainty etched onto his brow. He needs you so badly.

You cup his face, bringing him down to kiss; this time softly and slowly. He looks at you through heavy lashes, humming as your tongue invades his mouth. Licking into his inner lips, you occasionally seal a kiss.

Then you lick the expanse of his tongue before sucking the tip. He whimpers, his eyes finally rolling shut. He shuffles his hips closer, lightly teasing your slit with his leaking cock.

You gasp, releasing him. He looks down, seeing you bound by your essence.

“Fuck,” he whispers, closing his eyes and licking his lips.

You rub his cheek, your eyes gazing into one another as you urge him to kiss again. He’s so cute and vulnerable.

Expose your neck, you submit to him, moaning as he attacks your warm skin. His lips caress downward onto your throat, nipples, and soft tummy. He chuckles when your hips roll from his kisses to your inner thighs.

“Mmh~ I’m sorry, Baby, no teasing.” Jungkook thumbs spread you wide, watching your slit open with a messy pop. And your scent hits him as he marvels at your clenching hole. You’re so wet, and velvety like dewdrops on a brown orchid. Your pussy is begging to feed him as a little trickle of slick pushes past your hole, steadily spilling towards your tight rim.

You hear him rumble, breathing his warm breath onto your fold before it's replaced by the hot lapping of his tongue. You moan, arching your back as he slurps at your folds. Jungkook nips at them, pulling and prickling pain for your clit to feel pleasure.

You cry as he pushes your legs back and tucks his arms under. Jungkook’s ministrations are slow and maddening, his lips kissing, sucking, and licking your hole as it pulses to make out with him as well. You squirm when fingers rub your blushing clit, sending your head back and your voice to ring out.

But you really start to claw away when his tongue glides into your swollen pussy, thrusting and swirling around. Starting from your ass, he sucks up all your juices before spreading your pussy to spit. Jungkook sucks and bites your thigh, watching the essence slip into your hole.

Coming up, he graces you with his wet chin then wipes his mouth. And you touch yourself, gasping at how you’re dry everywhere but your pussy. You lift up to stare at him and he meets you with fire in his eyes. He’s a man on a mission.

Jungkook shuffles to line himself up, swirling his leaking tip around your entrance as it kisses him to enter. He hisses, sinking in slowly as your walls flutter to suck him in.

His hands caress up your thighs till he can press your legs against his shoulders. Then Jungkook comes back down, resting his forearms beside you while simultaneously driving his heavy cock deeper. You clench around him and he swallows your cries with a kiss as your hand presses to the back of his head. Jungkook slowly fucks into you and your hips accompany his as you both moan against each others open mouths.

Your back arches as he kisses your neck to your sternum. Jungkook whimpers, loving how flutter around him. He loves the sound of your pussy sucking him in, wanting to drain him mind, body and soul. He moves to lavs over your nipples whining but then he remembers.

Jungkook sits up, pulling out to gaze upon his glistening dick. Your slick needs to be creamy white and coating his cock because that's how he knows you’ve been fucked throughly; that he’s put his all in loving you down.

There would never be a reason to leave. If only he wasn't so busy then he’d be perfect for you. But if you knew he was thinking this it’d break your heart.

Spreading your legs, he stares at your pulsing hole and rosy clit. Your pussy, so dark and ripe for the taking.

You call his name timidly. The way Jungkook worships you is something you don't think you’ll ever get used to.

He runs a hand down your chest, stopping at your tummy then he grabs your breast, squeezing your nipples to perk. You moan, making the sweetest face. Jungkook rubs your hips, pecking your lips before his large hands flip you onto your belly. He lifts your hip then puts a pillow under. Your arch dips and your pussy spreads for him, a lone drop running to your clit. He bends down and kisses it away as you jump and moan. He rubs your ass growling as he takes a lap.

Jungkook comes up to stare at you spread out for him; ready to take his heavy cock in your tight little hole. And while you think it's kind of early for this position, your embrace around his cock is comfort that he needs.

He slowly enters and lifts you up by the throat, pressing your back to his broad chest. As you sink down onto his cock, he kisses your neck and squeezes your breast as he fucks up into you. You moan, putting your hands atop his as you try to bounce. His girthy cock nestles deep, curving to glide along your soft tissue. And deep circles rub into your clit and a pinch hardens your nipple. Your head throws back onto his shoulder and your toes wiggle.

Rising, he guides you on all fours, grabbing your ass as he fucks slowly. “Jungkook~”you whimper before gasping when he picks up the pace. Your limbs feel shaky and your head bobs as you moan his praise.

He switches it up, thumbs spreading your cunt as he eases in before thrusting hard. All your holes clench and tingle at the new sensation and your toes clench this time. Your hand shoots back to run over his abs as you look at him with lust. His dark gaze and thrusts cause your eyes to flutter as you bite your lip. You’re close.

“You like that, Baby?”

You nod, whining, “So fucking big.” You hiss. “Stretch my pussy out, Bunny.”

He thrusts again, becoming harder till your ass slaps against his toned thighs. Your leaking pussy sucks around him and he bends over onto your back to finger your clit. You bite your lip, looking at him as your brows knit. You look so fucking cute.

“There we go, Mama,” he whispers, laying his forehead to yours. Your breaths stir as you gaze into each other's eyes before he licks his lips and kisses you.

“Aaaah~ Fu-” Your legs shake as they try to close but Jungkook pushes them back open, continuing his menstruations on your swollen clit. The whole time there's darkness in his gaze. You don't know what happened today but it changed him.

Though, it really shocks you when he enters hard and drags out slowly. You feel every sculpted curve of his cock, causing you to cry out as your head hangs down and your eyes shut tight.

“Ah- Fuck! Jungkook, fuck my pussy. Ugh! Fuck me, n-”

He grins, grabbing your hair while in the bonnet. It slips off after a hard thrust, staying in his hands. You flop down, moaning loudly. He pulls back and you leak around him. You're not creamy enough yet.

“Oops…" He stares at the back of your head, watching your hair begin to spread and frame your face.

He knows the silky bonnet serves a purpose but he loves waking up next to you as the sun kisses your golden bodies. That must be what Adam saw when he was blessed to gaze upon Eve for another day.

But fuck, do you look so good on his cock in all your natural beauty. He wants to see your face contorting from pleasure as your hair manes around you. He fucking loves “Day 3 Hair” because its that perfect inbetween of defined and voluminous.

The universe knew to birth him after the 70s because he’d have been the greatest stone to ever roll; always surrounded by fine women with their “Big Hair, Don’t Care” attitude and the tightest daisy dukes and bell bottom rompers. But truthfully, he only needs one old soul in particular.

He simply shrugs, deciding not to put it back on. He’ll gladly suffer the consequences later. And knowing you, they're never that bad; only making his yearn for you stronger.

Feeling his hands leave your hips, his own stutter, sloppily thrusting into you as his dick tempts to slip out. What the fuck is he doing? He’s ruining your high and surely his too.

You whine, moving your hips to follow his cock. Not wanting it to slip out, you rock back, trying to find a rhythm. But you can’t really focus with the incessant rustling behind you.

“Who's the captain now?” You finally look over your shoulder, surprised to see the band of your bonnet slapping across Jungkook’s forehead.

“Bruh-“ You go to roll your eyes but Jungkook’s firm hands slap against your ass, digging crescent shapes into your supple skin. Spreading you wide, sweet searing pain pricks at your hole, Jungkook’s cock threatening to stretch and tear you apart. You whimper, but it's cut short by a quick and forceful thrust.

“Oh! Fuc-“

Jungkook watches you gasp as your eyes remain rolled back. Your brow tenses, and so does your grip onto the sheets.

He grins massaging your plump ass, allowing his hands to glide up your sides, squeezing your soft curves. Here comes his favorite part.

Jungkook begins to slowly drag out of you and is immediately stuttered by the clenching of your walls; only dragging his veiny cock even slower against your soft tissue.

You yelp, legs shaking and toes curling as you close your eyes and bite your lip. You’re losing control, your body moving to throw your ass back onto his thick cock.

“Yeah, Baby, fucking take this dick. Fuck me. Put that pussy on me. Fuck~” he growls, his head throwing back and his eyes shuting tight. Jungkook rubs your hips, but soothing measures mean little as you cry.

You’re probably too far gone, so all he can do is help coax you to climax. You whine, clenching hard to build up the sweet pain of impaling yourself on his massive cock.

"I know~ I know, Mama~ Let it out," he coos, feeling you flutter around him; you’re gonna milk him dry and he's gonna let you.

"Mmh~ Jungkook! Fuck my pussy, Baby," you gasp feeling his tip glide along your g-spot. You contract, squelching sounds between you as your slick spills around his cock.

He tilts his head, his face idle as he licks his lips. “I got you, Mama, hm? You like when I fuck this pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes~ Ugh Mmhph,” you cry into the covers.

“Okay, Mama, time to make these pretty legs shake. Gonna cum for me, yeah?” All you can do is give an incoherent cry.

Bending down, his large fingers wrap around your throat to lift you back onto your hands. Jungkook sets a light squeeze before slamming his hips into your ass, rippling waves like the silkiest chocolate.

It's an out of body experience: head airy as if you’re ascending to glory and white heat blooming behind your eyes. But in between you and your lover is hellfire burning; a sin so painful it makes you wet from pleasure.

“Uh uh uh!" Your legs shake and you feel the pressure rising. Each stroke coaxes your pussy to coat his cock in thick white slick as it runs down your thighs and his sack.

You clench and he hisses, slapping your ass. Jungkook spreads you again, watching your tight little rim spasm. Then he drags a thumb from your wetness to massage before pushing knuckle-deep into your asshole.

“Aaah~ Jungkook, no,” you cry, your legs shaking as your hand finds his wrist. But he quickly throws it off, staring at you with dark eyes.

“Stop?” he asks, though, you quickly shake your head, making sure to give him a few pulses of your pussy to suck him back in. But Jungkook pulls out anyway, watching you writhe and cry. He desperately wants to coax you into overstimulation.

Maneuvering you onto your back, Jungkook comes down on top of you, bringing your hands overhead. His dark eyes admire your bouncing breast then his lips wrap around your nipples, lending his tongue to caress them with deep swirls and the light grazing of his teeth. Then he pecks up your throat to find his way back to your soft lips.

Jungkook’s thrusts never falter as you moan against each other, never fully able to seal a kiss. He needs release. He needs to mark his claim into you. So he lets his mind slip into his darkest desires to intertwine his soul with yours.

“Don't ever buy anything that doesn’t represent me ever again,” he growls into your ear. You know he's just in the moment and that the bonnet isn't really the problem. He’s just silently screaming for your attention. And you can’t help but scream his name as he sucks your neck while jackhammering into you.

Jungkook’s fingers interlock with yours as his wet taste invades your mouth once more, sucking and swirling. You’re overcomed, feeling fucked out; eveything’s dizzy and numb except your pussy.

You can feel every throbbing vein and drag of Jungkook’s cockhead against your soft tissue and you can’t escape the sound of your messy, wet cunt running down your ass and his thighs, merging you together in blasphemy. Through blurry eyes, you gaze at your lover, sweat dripping from his face cooling your hot skin, his brows tense as he focuses, the veins riding up his golden skin.

You hiccup his name and Jungkook stares at you with longing before pressing a hard kiss. Then he slips into your neck to release his grunts and whimpers onto soft skin. And his cock pumps inside of you, shooting his hot white load against your cervix. Jungkook moans into your ear causing you to clench; in turn overstimulating him to writhe as you milk him.

Your fingers lazily glide along his back and you press your face against his to take in his scent. It's so enticing; his natural musk permeating the air. You almost want him to fuck you again right away, but you know its just primal.

Instead, you lay silent, feeling and listening to each other's staggered breaths.

Jungkook’s eyes close to basking in your scent as well. Your hand cascades up to rub his head, but you stop at the silky feel of your bonnet. You manage a tired smile.

Jungkook suddenly lifts up. “It’s so fucking hot,” he mumbles. The band is pushed down onto his brows, causing you to giggle. You pull the bonnet off, cringing at the damp feel. It's already in need of another wash. Things truly don't last with a man in the house.

“Phew,” Jungkook sighs, running a hand through his hair. His curls have sweated out but it's not dripping like usual. Maybe there was an upside to his antics.

“See there.” You click your tongue. “You can't even handle a damn bonnet.”

“Pssh~ You can't handle this dick,” Jungkook quips, grabbing his base to swiftly pull out. Your arm shoots out to dig blunt nails into his arm, and you’re shocked as he grins watching you shake through an orgasm.

Jungkook lays his cock between your pussy lips, purposely brushing his tip against your clit, aiding in the release of his warm load. It sputters out of you and he hums at the sound.

A hand comes under your neck, tilting your head back so he can kiss your glistening throat as you reel. Lifting up, he watches your eyes roll back. He smiles a little; you're so cute. He like fucking you dumb now. Jungkook’s thumb rubs over your baby hairs as he watches your hand clench. He presses his lips into your palm to kiss.

You finally settle, whining. “I know, Baby. Your pussy’s still sensitive, hm?” His tone is sly and cocky. “Want me to do it again? Hm?”

You remain still, pondering it over, but then your head lazily shakes. Jungkook chuckles, “Okay,” kissing your cheek then your lips. You hum, wrapping your body around him as he cups your face with one hand while the other rubs your side.

Releasing you, Jungkook’s firm hands squeeze your curves then travel up to grab your breast as he kisses your sternum. He lays an ear to your chest, listening to your heart as he comes down like a weighted blanket onto you, shielding you with warmth.

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You two lay in bed as he spoons you with his leg thrown over your waist. He’s nuzzled into your neck, his tongue laving against your hot skin, sucking and nipping.

He moans with you as you squeeze his hand interlocked with yours. He grinds his soft cock against your ass, whimpering.

“Huh, fuck-“ he sighs. “I love you so fucking much.” His embrace gets tighter.

“I love you so fucking much too, Jeon Jungkook.” He looks up to gaze at your side profile as a grin spreads on his lips. Then he gives an open mouth kiss to your cheek, making you giggle.

It’s wet and sloppy. “Ew!” you whine, wiping your face.

“You like it wet and nasty,” he quips, his brows tensing like he’s the offended one. You’re shocked, titling your head to decide if he’s really fucking with you. But all you can do is chuckle before you try to roll out of his embrace.

You two tussle a bit as he tries to rangle you back. He pulls you closer, lifting up to cage you with his body even more as he attacks your neck. You squeal, your shoulder raising to shield you.

His determination tires you out and you simply hum at the way he kisses your back up to nip your ear. He maneuvers his hand under yours, interlocking your fingers again so that he can grab your breast, lightly rubbing over your nipple.

The room goes silent again as Jungkook’s arm under your head moves up so his hand dangles over your bonnet. He touches the silk material, eyes wandering over the cute purple chipmunks.

“I hope you know I’m not finna stop wearing this bonnet,” you finally say, turning slightly to face him. His brows raise as he wanders your face. Is he even listening? Yes, he is, your face is just his best point of focus; ebbing his mind to tranquility.

“You saw how expensive it was,” you pout, causing him to smile. “…And I’m not about to let you become some asshole boyfriend who wants to control me.” He finally looks you dead in the eye, his smile faltering. You can’t tell what he’s thinking, causing your pulse to spike a bit.

But soon he’s leaning to kiss you. “Thank you,” is all he says afterwards, caressing your face.

You swallow, now ready to confront him.

“Bunny…”

He hums, rubbing his thumb along your baby hairs.

“I need you to tell me what's the matter… I’m worried.”

He freezes still staring at his thumb. He's quiet for at least ten seconds before he tries to talk but his voice cracks and you watch as tears well in his eyes.

“Our- our schedule is stacked and I may have to leave the country,” he sniffles, tears running down his cheeks.

“Oh, Koo~”

“I hate it. I just wanna be here. I’m honestly so tired. I don't wanna leave,” he says, shaking his head.

You rub his face, swiping a thumb under his eyes. your heart feels shattered.

“I don't wanna do this anymore.” You look at him with shock.

“Jun-“

“Aht- I mean I don't wanna perform how we have before the hiatus. I'm ready for a change. I'm ready for things to slow down. I never had a reason until now,” he says, his dark brown eyes boring into you, intertwining your souls to understand.

You turn into his chest fully, wrapping your arms around his neck to press a hard kiss onto his plump lips. It's needy, all-consuming as you sigh into it. You caress his tongue with yours before releasing him. His eyes fall half lidded as if you’ve sedated him and he melts further into your soothing touch on his cheeks.

“My sweet boy. It's gonna be okay. We’re gonna get it sorted out.”

“But Ar-“

“They’ll understand. They have to.”

You smile at him, scooting up slightly to rest him onto your bosom as you rake through his soft curls, and nuzzle into his crown.

You have to fix this.

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Night life comes about when the sun sets, and the faint bustling of the city awakens you. You open your eyes to the pitch dark and your hands run along Jungkook who's still sleeping against you.

Your fingers carefully touch Jungkook’s face as you find his cheeks to cup. Still groggy, you press a lazy kiss to the corner of his mouth before trying again for his lips. You hum, feeling love swell within you. You also feel protective, wanting to be the only keeper to his heart. But you can’t. You have to call one of the few people who love him fiercely as well.

You look over your shoulder palming the nightstand before grabbing your phone. The light instantly hits you in the face as you wince and Jungkook suddenly shifts. Jungkook whines, embracing your tighter as he nuzzles your chest and his lips brush your nipple, eliciting a helpless moan. This is not your finest moment. You’re on a very important mission.

You navigate to your contacts, but the time catches your eye. It's 9pm. Who would be up right now?

Biting your lip, you’re about to make the call when Jungkook’s phone startles you. Jungkook’s head lifts, “looking” around. He’s actually still asleep, so you quickly guide his head back down before stretching to switch out the phones. You stare at the phone, a smirk gracing your lips. It seems great minds think alike.

“Yo, Jungkook, I've been meaning to call,” the deep voice says.

You begin to speak but it chuckles a bit.

“So…I presume “Operation Bonnet Bust Down” was a success?”

“Operation what now?”

“Aht- _____?”

“Uh~ Yeah… Jungkook's asleep,” you groan, pointing the phone down to stare at your Bunny’s pouty face. You give him a quick kiss and his brows knit as he licks his lips, nuzzling between your breasts. He's so cute, but you should definitely punish him later. “Namjoon, if it means what I think it does then yes,” you grit, squeezing your eyes shut. You knew men talked about things like that and the boys are no exception. But just the thought of them imagining…

Namjoon just hums, but you can hear the grin on his face. Probably thinking ‘Attah Boy, Kook-ah.’ And of course it would be him; Namjoon may think he’s quite suggestive but you feel he's the main perpetrator of the many things Jungkook comes asking you to do in bed. You’ll never thank him but you won’t discount his expertise.

“Look, we need to talk about Kookie in other ways.”

“Yeah, wassup?”

“We need to talk about your schedule.”

The line goes silent a good while till a book softly closes and glass clinks together as a light pour cascades into crystal.

Namjoon takes a sip of his concoction, hissing. Then he sighs, “Let's talk then.”

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MAROON - ETHAN LANDRY PT. 2 🍷🥀🔪

“Laughing with my feet in your lap, like you were my closest friend. "How'd we end up on the floor, anyway?" you say. "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how" I see you every day now” - Taylor Swift

Content Includes: Alcohol, andddd I think that’s it!

PT. 1 of Maroon | PT. 3 of Maroon | PT. 4 of Maroon |

You found yourself in class the next morning, not sure if you should even be there. Tara And Sam were attacked last night and you knew it was only a matter of time before Ghost Face came after you next.

"Hey...you okay?" You jumped at Ethan's hand on your shoulder, the room empty. You didn't notice but you had zoned out the entire class, your mind on everything else that was going on. Nevertheless, you also had a headache, the alcohol from last night messing you up. "No...shit, I just zoned out for the entire class, I don't even know why I'm here right now" You picked up your bag, Ethan following behind you. "What did we go over...? Was it important?" "Uh yea... it's stuff that's gonna be on the final" "Shit..."

"You can borrow my notes if you want uhm, we can go back to my dorm...Chad should be there" You probably shouldn't be anywhere but in the comfort of your own home, but you agreed, desperate for any sort of company. Sam and Tara had been at the Police station all day and the loneliness was starting to get to you.

They were suspects in the case, which you thought was stupid since they used to be the targets of a closed one. They were there for hours, interrogated over and over but none of the facts changed. They brought out ghost face masks and DNA samples, getting finger prints and DNA from them just in case.

"I'm sorry, that this is all happening to you again. I didn't get it at first, but now that I'm kinda sucked up in it all... it's really scary" You looked down at the floor as you walked. "Yea...it never ends" You played with the sleeves of your sweater, Ethan opening the door for you to the boy's dormitory.

You weren't sure if you could completely trust Ethan, he randomly showed up one day but what would he have to do with Ghost face? "Hey uh, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable yesterday. I'm kinda unfiltered when drunk" You smiled up at him. "Oh...uh no it's fine I know you were just joking"

You got to the floor, Ethan struggling to open the door as you looked around. You knew boys were gross but seriously? “Sorry about Chad's mess...he doesn't clean" Ethan's side was nice and shiny, a map and small Polaroids hung above his bed. It didn't have any direction but it was cute, unlike chads side where there were unfinished takeout containers and water bottles that piled up on his desk.

"We went over quantitive analysis, he also made a slide show you can look at. Should be in your email" he hopped onto the bunk, helping you up the tall bed. "We didn't have notes but I took some anyways...better safe than sorry" "yea...thanks" You pull out your notebook, taking his into your lap and copping down the words.

"Uhm, do you want something to drink?" "What you got? Chad's beer stash?" "Well yea...he also drinks fancy wine which I find kinda strange" you laughed. "He drinks wine?" You scrunched your nose, Ethan nodding with a smile.

He hopped off the bed, kneeling in front of chads desk, pulling open the drawer to grab two wine glasses. You opened your mouth in shock. "Damn, Chads a classy man" Being with Ethan made you forget about everything, he was like the male version of you, shy and secluded till you got to know him.

After a couple of glasses of the pink rosé, you two were laughing on the floor, your feet in his lap as you cracked jokes about the friend group. "God, how'd we end up on the floor anyway?" He asked and you took another drink, pouring more of the beverage into your cup. "Chad's cheap ass rosés, that's how" you smiled.

"Also...random but I can't with Sam right now, you know I feel bad for her but it's kinda all...her fault" You had never admitted that to anyone. You knew it was her fault, but you defended her when anyone said it. She brought the killer to Woodsboro, to Tara, and all her friends. That included you.

"Really? But aren't you always defending her about that?... You've seen the rumors about her online right...? I mean it kinda makes sense" You turned your head, Ethan's eyes meeting yours. "Well, I know she didn't kill anyone, and I know she wouldn't unless it was to protect herself. But the people who got killed when Ghost Face was only after Sam and Tara...that's her fault"

Ethan couldn't believe you were opening up to him so easily, Chad told him you were closed off and quiet, but maybe he couldn't crack the code for you. But he did it, and he was gonna take advantage of that. "Yea...I guess" "Don't tell her I said that, she'll kick me out of the apartment" You rolled your eyes.

"Have you ever thought about being Ghostface...?" He was serious but the smirk on his face made you brush it off. "Me as Ghost Face? Yea no, I'm not gonna kill my friends. I literally have no motive. No one has a motive to be ghost face other than fame...which is dumb really, it's not like we're getting paid to get hurt" You were drunk and telling him all your thoughts, it was really dumb of you.

When you should be closed off and careful you're the opposite. But when it's safe, you watch your words and actions, making sure that you'll be fine. "What about you? Am I just casually hanging out with my potential murderer?" "I don't think I'd be able to, I mean killing anyone in general. It would haunt me forever"

"Oh my god yea! Like I am way too sensitive of a person to be carrying that on my back" you sighed, your head now positioned on Ethan's shoulder. "Thanks by the way, for making me feel included in the group...Mindy hates me and everyone trusts her so... I'm kinda in an awkward position" he played with his hands. "Don't thank me, I know what it feels like" You took one of his hands into yours, you could feel his heart beat faster as he looked at you.

You could feel his soft breath on your face, his lips slightly agape as he leaned forward. You waited for him to make the first move, your lips craving his. You always wondered what he would taste like, how his lips would feel. They looked so pillowy, so soft. He placed his hand on your neck, his thumb rubbing over your skin gently. The sky was a deep Maroon and orange, lighting up the room in its bold color.

"Hey! Oh..." you pulled away quickly, Chad with a case of beer in his hand, a shocked expression on his face. "Oh! I'm so sorry. Did I just cock block you?" "Chad!" "What? Quinn taught me...damn Ethan! My man!" You covered your face in embarrassment, standing up from the floor. "I'm going home, Thanks a lot Chad" you grumbled. "What! What? I'm sorry..." You swung your bag over your shoulder, giving Ethan a small wave before you left. "Ill see you tomorrow"

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 9 months

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Love Is Blind // Amber Freeman

request: hi!! could you do an angsty x reader for amber freeman from scream, where reader is dating amber and gets roped into her ghostface plan only for her to turn on them at the last second (kinda similar to what jill did to charlie) <3

prompt: none

summary: you helped your girlfriend, amber, with her idea to massacre your friends to inspire a new stab movie. but amber hasn't been entirely honest with you about her plan. what happens when the truth is revealed?

warnings: blood, a knife being held to a throat, guns/being shot, language, not proofread, murder, violence

word count: 701

“This isn’t a fucking movie!” Sam yelled at you while you pointed a knife at her throat.

You smiled psychotically, pushing the tip of the knife into her skin. “No. But it will be. That’s the point, right Amber?”

Your girlfriend, Amber, grinned back at you as she held Gale at gunpoint. “Right, hun! Third act bloodbath, check! Killers revealed, check! Time for the big finale!”

She turned around to face you, the smile on her face utterly terrifying. “But first…”

Amber moved her gun and pointed it at you. Gale tried to creep away once Amber’s attention was off of her, but Amber turned around and shot her in the head. Gale fell to the ground, dead. You kept your knife pointed at Sam, but your hand began to shake when you realized your girlfriend had her gun trained on you. Your eyes widened, confusion and shock overtaking your face.

“Babe? What are you doing?”

Amber didn’t respond right away. She pulled the trigger, sending a bullet straight into your gut. You groaned in pain, crumpling to the ground and clutching your wound. Sam pried the knife out of your hand, starting to run off while you and Amber were distracted. Amber looked back up at Sam, eyes full of rage.

“Don’t fucking move!” she yelled, making Sam stop in her tracks.

You looked up at your girlfriend, heartbroken and confused. “Amber…” you said, coughing slightly as blood dripped out of your mouth.

“Sorry, darling. But this is the way it has to be. You really shouldn’t have gone and killed all those people. But it means a lot that you did it for me,” she smiled, but it didn’t meet her eyes.

“What are you talking about? Y-you made me do this. You wanted me to do this with you,” you struggled getting your words out as you felt dizzier and dizzier.

“She’s framing you. All of this, she’s going to pin it on you. That was her plan all along, wasn’t it?” Sam said, tightening her grip in the knife.

“Am?” you asked, voice quivering and eyes blurring with tears.

Amber grinned, stepping closer to you. “How am I supposed to watch the new Stab movie if I’m in jail? There’s no point in any of this if I don’t get everything I wanted out of it. And you, well you were just oh so eager to help me. It was sweet really. It’s not like framing you is gonna be hard either. I’m gonna be the only survivor, and all the calls were made from your phone. You bought the costumes. It’s all traceable back to you. It’s foolproof.”

Your heart shattered as you felt everything you loved begin to fall apart. Your girlfriend had been planning to turn against you this whole time. And you just blindly followed her, so caught up in your feelings to realize what was really happening. Love really is blind. It had been right in front of you the whole time, but you were too infatuated to notice. And now you had to face the consequences of your naïvety.

“I loved you, Amber,” you said, voice growing quieter as you bled out.

“I know you did. And I loved that you loved me.”

“Did you really never feel anything? This whole time, everything you said to me, everything I did for you, was it really all just a lie?”

Amber shrugged, a half-smile on her face. “It wasn’t really a lie. You believed what you wanted to, and I just went along with it. I’m sorry it had to be this way. Who knows? Maybe I actually would’ve loved you if things were different. See you in the next life, darling.”

You tried to respond, but you couldn’t seem to get words out. Your head began to spin and the world around you grew dimmer. Your eyes fluttered closed and your hands went limp as you laid there on the floor. You could still hear, but barely. Amber’s screams, a gunshot, sirens. Footsteps sounded beside you and you felt your body being lifted up onto a stretcher. And then nothing. Silence. You were still. Everything was still. And you were gone.

tags: @Hocksetters @cheyp420

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harrysmimi · 7 months

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Love Story (Insta Promt)

Synopsis: One where Harry and YN find that they complete one another (Oneshot coming soon...)

Ps. User: penguinflaps is YN's Instagram in the promot

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penguinflaps Had so much fun working with harrystyles all those three days. Harry, thank you so much for having me be a part of such an amazing project! 🥺❤️

Ps. I am not in the picture because I took it 🤧

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Harrymybbdaddy shut up! This is so cuteeeee! I FUCKING LOVED THE VIDEO!!! 😭

harrysluv look at his bunny teef 🥺😭 I'm gonna cry he is so adorable!!!!!

babyrry He is so fucking adorable! I wanna punch a concrete wall with my bare hands!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😤

harrystyles 🤗❤️❤️

harrysfan1 SHUT UP! HARRY COMMENTED! HE NEVER COMMENTS!

harrysfan2 Mom, look Harry Styles know technology exists!!!

harrysfan4 harrysfan3 STOP! THAT'S HILARIOUS! 😭

harrysfan3 @ harrystyles commented a gif

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penguinflaps Stree. Out now. In theatre near and far away from you. Watch out because, she is Stree, oh she can do anything!

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harrystyles So excited!!! ❤️

harrysluv He has been lurking around her Instagram for long two years now! This is just too much for me to process. Harry dating a brown girllllll!!! I am SCREAMING RN!

harrysfan5 If she is dating Harry, all the brown girls are living through her! Including me! 😭

harrysfan7 what a horrible movie trailer. 🤮

YNsfan0 harrysfan7 get a fucking life man!

annetwist already booked the tickets!

YNsfan1 Stop! Even his mother is supporting her!

YNsfan2 She looks so fucking adorable in the trailer I can't wait to see the movie. 😩 I am gonna watch first day, first show, ditching my practicals for it! 😭

penguinflaps YNsfan2 no! Hun, don't miss out on studies for this. I really appreciate your support so much!!! 🥺 That's all I need!

YNsfan3 So when are you and Harry

harrysdesifan What if Harry decides to dress a Vicky (the main lead) for Harryween this year. 🤭 it will be over for the looser haters 🤭 I can't wait for it!

Calledit101 they're getting married. Mark. My. Words. Engrave it in stone!

harrysfan00 Ew! Harry deserves better. The movie looks so cheap. And she doesn't know how to act 🤮 # harrydeservesbetter

harrysfan5 harrysfan00 yes absolutely, # HarrydeservesbetterFANS !! GET A DAMN JOB AT MCDONALD OR SMTH BRO! Let the man be happy for god's sake!

YNsfan5 Y'all remember YN is in watermelon sugar video. They met on the sets 🥺 this is so adorable! 🥺❤️

YNfan6 shut up, YN deserves so much better than Harry. I don't like him for her!

YNfan7 YNfan6 stop with the hate, will you now?!

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harrystyles One Year💍❤️

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penguinflaps love you ❤️

pillowperson Happy Anniversary to my fave humans ❤️

hsrrysfan1 THEY HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR ENTIRE FUCKING YEAR?!?!!! 😭

YNsfan1 this is the cutest thing ever. Imagine Harry in a Sherwani 🥺😭 I'll cry!

harrysfan2 HE WORE A SHERWANI AT HIS WEDDING! 😭

annetwist blessed ❤️

gemmastyles Happy Anniversary you two ❤️🤗

harrysfan4 I am not surprised but I am surprised at the same time. I can't 😭 he kept it a secret from all of us!

YNsfan2 that was so mean you kept it a secret from us Harry! DO IT AGAIN!

YNsfan3 seriously, so happy you guys chose to keep it a secret! Love that for you two!❤️🥺

YNandHarry so the rumours of them getting married in the back yard of her family home were true 😭 I can't!

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penguinflaps while in Wides, don't forget to be your Desi self. 😌 #throwback

📸 @ harrystyles 😚

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Twitter

HSnews someone hacked into YN's iCloud and found pictures of her baby bump. She is allegedly pregnant.

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Harrysfan4 can y'all not post those pictures around, I am sure these two want to keep to themselves.

YNsfan1 correct! These two haven't been seen in over six months, they clearly don't want attention. Leave them alone!

Randomuser who is Harry Styles?

YNfan0 you guys need to STOP posting those photos, let these people have some privacy. Be happy for them if not just keep your hate to yourself!

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harrystyles 🫶

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YNfan0 Y'ALL SHUT UP! MY MOTHER IS A MOTHER NOW! 😭

YNfan1 congratulations guys! So happy to hear the arrival of new YLN-Styles baby 😭

Harrysfan1 SOMEONE FINALLY GAVE HIS MAN A BABY! FINALLY!

Harrysfan2 y'all don't understand I love this family so bad!

Harryfan3 god! Baby Styles is gonna rule this fucking world when he grows up, y'all aren't ready for it!

Randomuser I don't get their hype tbh. So desparate, had to pull on a stunt to launch their baby already, so sad. 🙄

YNfan2 Randomuser it is actually sad that they have to ASK for privacy, it's because of someone leaked the news of them expecting a baby. So shut up and mind your own business, okay? 🙂

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penguinflaps Happy Father's day to the best Papa ever! ❤️ - Alba

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annetwist Best Dad ever 🏅

gemmastyles my babie bro, happy father's day 🥺

liampayne Happy father's day lad! 🥂

louist91 Happy father's day to new dad! 🥂

niallhoran Happy father's day Harry! Can't wait to meet the baby 🥺

zayn Happy father's day ❤️

YNsmother so cute! Happy father's! ❤️

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bipstargirl · 10 months

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❝Tara Cupid❞

based on the idea: "Tara and Mindy had locked them both in the closet simply because they thought the pair looked cute”

★ confusion and laughter: as Sam and you find yourselves locked in the closet, you exchange puzzled glances. At first, there's confusion about how this happened, but soon, laughter fills the confined space as you realize that Tara and Mindy must have done it to play matchmaker;

★ playful teasing: Sam can't resist teasing you about the situation, jokingly asking if you believe this is their way of trying to set you both up. You play along, responding with a sly grin and quips about Tara and Mindy's matchmaking skills;

★ comfort in close quarters: while the closet is a tight space, you both find comfort in each other's presence. The closeness fosters a sense of intimacy, allowing you to share lighthearted banter and even deeper conversations;

★ discovery of shared interests: as you spend time together in the closet, you discover shared interests and passions. Sam may talk about her love for horror movies, and you may open up about your favorite books or hobbies;

★ attempts to escape: you both try to figure out a way to escape the closet, laughing at the failed attempts. However, instead of feeling anxious, you enjoy the time spent together, making the most of an unusual situation;

★ comforting touch: in the close quarters, you find yourselves inadvertently touching each other's hands or shoulders. It's a subtle yet comforting gesture that deepens the connection between you;

★ Tara and Mindy's antics: throughout your time in the closet, you hear muffled laughter and whispers outside. It's evident that Tara and Mindy are enjoying playing matchmaker, but you're not upset about it; instead, you find it endearing;

★ a memorable bond: by the time Tara and Mindy finally release you both from the closet, you realize that the experience has brought you closer. The bond between Sam and you has deepened, and you're grateful for Tara and Mindy's playful interference.

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toournextadventure · 1 year

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Oneshot/Miniseries Masterlist

Below is the masterlist of all of my requests/oneshots/miniseries for Wednesday (2022), Scream, and whatever else I find. It's rudimentary for now but it still works!

Enid Sinclair x Reader thunder and lightning

Wednesday Addams x Reader trouble maker holidays with reader's family im no poet too much coffee we match l'appel du vide is it me? the show must go on give it a chance stop it you idiot i found you you simp reckless damn pyro would you love me?

Wenclair x Reader mistletoe not jealous stunning, murderous little thing when you love it

Sam Carpenter x Reader a novel life | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

Lorraine Day x Reader our little secret | part ii | part iii | part iv get to it

Vada Cavell x Reader oblivious the city can wait

#masterlist #wednesday addams x reader #wenclair x reader #tara carpenter x reader #lorraine day x reader #enid sinclair x reader #vada cavell x reader #sam carpenter x reader

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pieroulette · 1 year

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L♡VE $CAM (short teaser)

2022 ・ 18+ ・ oneshot — dark romance trope

A young man with a limitless of deceptive images spiraling into the depths of inferno of money, women and deception. With alluring orange lips that came out nothing but unforgivable lies, icy touches with cherry pink cheeks and innocent doe eyes that hold the promise future in it — sympathy, regret nor love was never part of it. That is until he met you.

| CAST: HEESEUNG X FEM! READER

warning: alcohol, substances, degrading, emotional manipulation, money scam, depiction of suicide and stress, hysterical reaction, suggestive touches, bdsm, dirty talks, dry humping, oral sex (f. receiving), dom! heeseung, nipple play, vaginal fingering, slight angst in the end (?) — this teaser only has little smut scenes and also a bit of Sooha LMAO, manipulation, fem! reader slightly forced against her will and a negative view on herself and :3

The full oneshot that's gonna be release may or may not have all the content mentioned above. and a bit more warnings to be updated later.

a/n: nothing in this story can be tolerated nor condoned in reality, remember this is just an ff. It's only meant to satisfy the readers!

Love is blind. Love is a blessing and a curse at the same time. It felt so unreal but at the same time so real as their skin pressed against each other in a slow and sensual rhythm over the past few hours.

A declaration of love escaping their mouths one after another as they dwell in their bliss and pleasure.

His dainty icy fingers trailed down to her face, neck, arms and hips — stroking it as if she was the most fragile thing in the world, to be held and to be comforted, to be protected and loved dearly — a feeling that no one could ever deny nor refuse.

It was a blessing, a miracle, a rare gift that anyone could found in a lifetime. Once seen, should held, once held should be protected, that was what was taught to us a child.

"Sooha?"

Her eyes fluttered open amidst the bliss she was in, "Hm?.."

The tight grip she had on his bare arms had left a nail marks on it, a hiss left his mouth as he pulled her hands off and planted a soft kiss on it earning a sigh of bliss from the girl.

"Thank you."

"For w-what? Ah!" A sudden and soft thrust hits the sweet spot inside her making her eyes roll to the back of her head in complete pleasure.

"For giving me the honour to be one with you tonight." Another thrust, a yelp left the girl's mouth, another gentle kiss on her hands as he continued to do so.

The girl wasn't able to make out of words as she was drowning in the pleasure the man was giving to her, but one thing's for sure; she was in utter heaven, happiness engulfed her being as she couldn't believe that she had strike the jackpot. The lush black hair that had sticked to the young man's forehead due to the sweat trailing down his flushed cheeks, his doe eyes staring deep into her soul — words that she could imagine were written on his eyes; love, genuine love.

"E-.. Ethan, I'm even m-more luckier-" another yelp escape from her mouth as the bed creaked in the process, her fingers interlocked with his in a tight grip. "T-to have you.."

A scream. An utter scream of pleasure emits in the dimly light room one after another.

The night was still young, the moon was still up in the sky bestowing it's pure moonlight on it's people.

Clink, clank.

The young man stood in silence as he dressed up himself in his luxury black suit after taking a shower, his eyes lingering on the girl worn out and tired but in a complete satisfaction as she laid her head on the pillow, her hair sticking out all over the pillow as her chest rose and fell.

"Thank you." The young man stood beside the bed with a sweet smile adorning his face as he grabbed the girl's hand, rubbing it in a gentle manner in which she smiled in return, taking in the wonderful sight of her lover.

Her lover. The man she randomly bumped into while rushing to work with a cup of coffee in her hand, resulting in a complete mess on his seemingly expensive suit. An apology she did as she shut her eyes tight while bowing down in complete embarassment, vowing to pay no matter what but to her surprise — it was met with an abashed chuckle, and a pleasant melody of his deep voice flowing through her ears "It's okay, you can perhaps repay me back with a favour someday?"

And with that, she raised her head looking up only to see the man in question rubbing his neck with his lip pressed in a tight manner as he opened it again, voicing his innocent request, "See that restaurant over there?"

Across the street, there stands a highly expensive restaurant with people in a classy attire entering and exiting with a shiny black car being opened for them.

Something she could never dreamed of getting her cheap brown heels into.

"I- I couldn't-" gulping in utter embarassment, unable to finish her words.

"No, I wasn't implying that!" A chuckle escaped from his sweet orange lips that flashes a questionable thought right through her mind, his lips must taste sweet isn't?

Eyes widening in the process, ashamed of what she had thought over a complete stranger she had met on a street.

"I was saying, I'll treat you to a dinner and perhaps get to know each other?"

She couldn't believe what she had heard, jaw dropping over the request of this man in front of her. Tall and beaming, nearly looking like almost a giant if he had even tried to close the distance between them again. His lush black hair flowing along with the gentle wind with grace as it covers parts of his innocent bright eyes that crinkled in the little smiles, almost resembling the half moon. He looks intimidating at first sight which answers the fact why she was so afraid at first, but she couldn't believe how shy he was. Almost like an innocent boy in a grown man's body, his little habits of biting his lip as he couldn't supressed the slight grin appearing on his lips.

Despite the obvious damage she had done to his suit.

She chuckled, clearing her throat as she, too, realise her slightly flushed cheeks over the hot young man in front of her, "I don't know your name yet, and you're asking me out for a dinner? Wouldn't be too straightforward?.. Especially your suit.."

"N-no! No. Don't worry about it, I could get a new one. I could always get a new one." a slight chuckle emits in the air as he looked down and then raising it to look her deep in the eyes, "But I don't know if I could ever get the chance to meet someone like you again."

A thud. A two. Then a third. Her heartbeat jumped in surprise and blood rushing up to her cheeks further flushing the faint like tomato on her face.

"My name's Ethan, how about yours?"

A short and seemingly innocent requests which then turn into flirty remarks, a simple exchange of name which leads to a whole new chapter- no a book, a whole new world seemingly like a fairy tale one.

Ethan, he was a perfect picture of a kind-hearted and gentle prince from the fairy tale books and she was the damsel in distress.

In which he often corrects it as his queen. His queen that he promises the world and everything in it.

And tonight was the night they sealed their fates to each other, just a day before their grand wedding in private and expensive wedding venue and before his family, her soon to be in-laws. Imagining herself in the big and lacy patterned wedding dress she had tried on a week before, the price tag on it that she swore she could never pay until she dies, and the cinderella-like heels that costs over a thousand jewels embedded into it which was specifically made for her.

Who could've thought a simple accident with a coffee could turn into a fairy tale book?

Or so she thought.

Love is blind.

Low chuckle emits in the air, sighing blissfully as he couldn't help but be baffled over the worn out girl on the bed.

One simple declaration of love and she had already allowed him to shoved himself deeper within her save haven. Her safe haven that she willfully gave him over a few sweet promises.

A family, a perfect man, a promised life and future, and money.

Truly, it baffles him that a simple words tainted with a promise for the future and a dose of pleasant tone, sweet to hear and tasty to consume does the young girl beneath him were enough to be drunk on the love he was giving onto her.

His once love-filled eyes turned into a heavy dark and sinister ones as he let the girl fell into her slumber.

This was just the beginning of his plan.

Days passed in a complete agony and impatience as Sooha sat on the edge of the bed with the phone on her hand, red eyes brimming in tears as she bit her nails in fear of her lover's life on the other side of the line.

"W-what? They are hunting you down? For what? What did you even do? Why would they?!"

Questions one after another, with almost half of them left unanswered.

"I don't know." Sooha's heart broke down into pieces as she was forced to hear her lover's cry of pain, she could only imagine how he look like right now. Bruised and ragged, worn out and no one by his side accompany him through his troubles. "I need you. I really need you r-right now, Sooha- we only have each other right now."

And of course, she exclaimed her love for him without much thought. Of course, he was her lover.

"Ethan, don't worry. I won't leave you. Tell me. Tell me how can I help you?!"

Silence.

"E-Ethan?"

"I-i.. need some money. I couldn't use my credit card because they could trace me down and who knows what could t-they do to me, Sooha.." a couple of sniffs and then another bawls of tears emits on the other side of the line.

"M-money? You say?" She hesitated but continued, "H-how much?"

A day turned into a two, a week turned into a month. A month turned into a year.

By then, it was too late when she realised.

Too late, too late.

She had been fooled as her grip tightens around her phone, screaming and bawling in tears as she punched her chest countless of times, choking in her tears unable to bring out any words. Her heart felt like it it was stomped mercilessly, broken into pieces as she had couldn't believe what had happened. Not only her heart, her body, or her undying love she had given but every last bit of her hard-earned money were given to that man she called her 'lover'.

Her lover that she loved so much that she spent day and night taking out loans from every place she could ever think of for him, just for him. Him.

But how atrocious it was when one day he didn't answer her phone calls nor her texts messages. He was gone without a trace in the world. She reported it off to the police at once still in hopes that this might not be the case, and that he'd only got into an minor accident unexplainable things could've happen, but no.

In the depths of the crawling fear in her mind, she was right.

She was fooled.

"Ms. Sooha, the guy you've been meeting this entire time was not the guy you think he was—"

Shattered she was, broken to her core with the tears unable to form in her eyes anymore due to the atrocious betrayal she had been cursed upon to.

She knew it was her fault too.

She thought she had strike the jackpot; the perfect prince, her prince.

Foolish indeed.

And her perfect prince has his newly bought leather shoes go on a walk across the street in a bright sunny day, his attire consisting of a white plain shirt with a few buttons off, revealing a bit of his toned chest with his dark brown jacket thrown over his right shoulder. His once perfectly straightened hair was now messy almost resembling your handsome neighbour next door.

Heeseung takes in the fresh fragrance of the city, whistling in a carefree way as he walked across the street, passing each and different lady taking a quick glances at him and some was bold enough to approach him and ask for his number.

This was nothing new for him, in fact, it's now part of his daily life. To dig in the money of the countless of women who had taken an interest in him, their manicured fingers stroking his face as he held their other hand planting yet another soft kiss with a shy confession.

He knew what they wanted, and he gave it to them. A hot young man that perfectly fits every women's ideal type; tall, innocent eyes but with intimidating aura, a man that could protect you and held you close in his embrace as he profess his undying love for you.

A perfect copy of a fairy tale prince, or the perfect dream, to be exact. A dream that was too good to be true and yet—

And yet, they're still fallen for it with a big and wide smile on their face and he knew that their hearts and their minds were running with what if's and how is this possible, and just like that, he'll manipulate them and turned his words into their very unique piece of fairy tale.

Heeseung was baffled again, those girls thought that they had strike the jackpot. They thought they were the player of the game, and that they had won and conquered the finest and valuable chess piece; him.

But what they didn't know was that he was the owner and the maker of the chess board. The game and the player themselves both functions in his will and desires. He pulled the player's strings on and off, left and right, up and down and they felt that they were dancing in bliss with their own will — not aware that they were just a marionette dancing like a foolish in their own dreams.

"H-help me!" Heeseung's thoughts were snapped into thin air as he turned to the fragile voice hidden in the depths of the dark alley.

So weak, so small. How pathetic as he stared at the young girl forced against her will as a man amongst his other friends rubbed his body against her on the wall.

"Don't you think you're getting a bit too overboard here?" Heeseung smiled a little as the man stopped immediately upon hearing him, his face splattered with annoyance all over it.

"None of your business. If you don't wanna get beaten up to a pulp then get lost."

Heeseung took notice of the girl's frame, and he could only supressed his chuckle as his guesses were right; small, weak and fragile. The plain brown buttoned shirt that were ripped in half almost showing your inner top, your floral skirt that covered down to your knee and your old-fashioned shoes.

You.

Everything about you speaks the lowest and deepest point of human's social status.

You weep silently as you turned to the man you could perhaps call your saviour if he don't change his mind right now and your breathe hitched at the breathtaking sight of him. You wish you could take a picture of him right now but you were sure nothing could capture his beauty.

In a split moment, you felt like you were nothing compared to him. Everything about him speaks to you that your gonna never be able to touch him with your dirty stained hands.

He was clean and you were dirty.

"Do you know him?" He speaks to you and you felt as if your tongue was cut off over how he softly speaks to you as if you were a feather bound to be broken anytime.

You stayed silent.

"Fuck, just get lost. I bought her with my own fucking money so she's mine. If you want one, go to that- fuck what's the name again?"

You tightened your grip on your skirt, clenching it in utter embarassment.

"Whatever, listen here. That brothel is just right over there so just turn your dumb head and get lost, okay bro?"

You yelp in pain when the man leans in to pepper kisses on your neck again, you were too weak to kick him off, to weak to do anything. You were so weak it pains you so much and especially him.

"The fuck do you want?!" It happens in a blink of an eye when you realise the man who had assaulted you were hit with a full blown punch resulting in him falling on the ground with a loud thud. "Fuck you! Who the fuck do you think you are?!"

"Well? You're forcing her against her will, that's basically consent now, right?" Heeseung tilted his head in a mocking manner as he clicked his tongue inside his cheek. This was odd. He shouldn't have done that.

So why?

His veins felt like it was on raging fire and his hand clenched to the point his knuckles had gone white. He didn't know why he were so affected and tensed up over what happen.

But seeing you there all messed up because of them gave him such a uneasy feeling, the moment you raised your eyes to look at him — it made him felt something weird.

"Huh?!!!"

"It means I don't need your fucking consent to teach you a lesson, bastard!!" You watched as chaos unfolds in front of you.

"No! No! Please stop! Don't—" your cries of protests were ignored by him.

Chaos it was, you were sure there was no way he could fight against the many of them.

The tight grip on your floral skirt has loosen as you watched them with a deep fear splattered on your face and eyes shutting tight to avoid the horrific sight unraveling before you, you immediately raised your palms — a helpless attempt to cover your face with your dirt stained hands.

It was scary, you couldn't take it in as you were in utter fear as your ears were forced to hear the cries of pain who god knows who.

It was unbearable, you were too weak. Too precious for this world. Too fragile to live in this world.

Too small, too weak, too . . .

— too bad.

Your lips slowly tugged up in the slightest grins behind the hands covering your sinister eyes.

"Looks like we got ourself another victim." you thought to yourself, chuckling lowly as you opened the gap of your fingers which revealed your eyes to the sweet and hot chaos before you.

Him.

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