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javiscigarette · 8 months

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Javier Peña x f!reader

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requesting… daddy!javi comforting u after a stressful work day 👀 pls n thank

warnings: no use of y/n, established relationship, fingering, squirting, spitting, spanking, a bit ass play (I cant resist), dirty talk, daddy!javi obviously, d/s dynamics obviously, extreme overuse of pet names and I'm not sorry, fluffy Javi deserves its own warning

w/c: 5.3k

a/n: the long overdue Javi fic is finally here lmao I wrote this very quickly and I haven't written for him in a long time so it may not be my best but I'm honestly just proud that I finally got something out :)) pls let me know if you like it!! ALSO! I reached 1.5k followers awhile ago which is just mind blowing so I just wanted to say THANK YOU to everyone who has joined me and continues to support me. This blog and all the friends I've made here have helped me through some pretty rough times and I'm forever grateful AHHH I just you all soo much!!

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You’re not there to greet him when he opens the door. Usually you’d have a glass of whiskey in your hand for him, already a little tipsy from the glass you had for yourself earlier.

There’s a unpleasant shiver that runs down his spine as the thought of you being in some sort of danger immediately crosses his mind. But the sound of you puttering around in the kitchen gives you away. That and the haze of smoke and smell of burnt food wafting through the entire apartment.

He kicks his shoes off and loosens his tie as he rounds the corner to the kitchen to find you standing in front of the stove, tending to what he assumes is some chicken in a pan. The exhaust fan on the range hood and the ceiling fan are working overtime, pushing the smoke out of the kitchen and through the open window.

“Hi, bebita” Javi says as he enters the smokey kitchen. You don’t say anything in response, just give him a quick sideways glance before turning back to the stove.

He crosses the room and moves to stand behind you. Maybe if he had seen the frown on your face, or the way your eyebrows are deeply creased in frustration, he would’ve said something very different.

But he didn’t see.

“Dinner smells delicious” he teases, squeezing your hips. He’s expecting a little chuckle from you, or at least an annoyed eye roll with a hidden smile.

So he’s caught very off guard when you slam the spatula down on the counter with a loud, frustrated sigh.

“Well I’m sorry that I tried to make a nice meal. Guess I’m fuckin’ useless at that too.”

You try to push yourself out of his grasp, but his grip only tightens.

“Hey okay okay, easy.” Javi soothes, turning you around so you’re facing him. “What’s wrong, bebita?” he asks, his tone immediately switching from teasing to soft and tener.You puff out a heavy sigh, refusing to look up at him and staring at his white shirt stretched across his chest instead.

All the thoughts about your horrid day at work that you’ve been trying to block out break the damn and come flooding back into your head; your boss telling you that you fucked up two different major tasks and refusing to tell you how to do them correctly, catching your coworkers gossiping about you in the breakroom, your computer dying right before you could save any of the work you had done for the day, and how you tried to come home and cook as a distraction but you clearly forgot about the chicken sitting on the stove and almost caught the house on fire.

You hadn’t even noticed the tears welling up in your eyes until Javi is wiping away the ones that have brimmed over and slid down your cheeks.

“Cariño…” Javi whispers, his tone drenched with concern. That’s all it takes. You instantly break down, falling forward into Javi’s chest as your whole body shakes as you sob, your tears wetting the crisp fabric of his shirt.

You tell him everything in between wet gasps and uneven breaths, unloading everything at once. He just holds you through it, nodding along and giving you an occasional understanding hum while running his palms up and down your back until you finish talking.

“Your boss is an asshole” is the first thing Javi says. “Your coworkers too”

You respond with a pathetic sniffle. “I really fucked up though. And now everyone thinks I can’t do my job”

"Bebita,” Javi starts, continuing to rub soothing circles on your back. “Everyone has tough days at work. It doesn't define your abilities or your worth. You're so much more than a single bad day."

You sniffle again, still leaning heavily against him for support.

"It's just... I'm tired of feeling like I'm constantly failing."

Javi clicks his tongue and moves one hand to use two fingers to gently tilt your chin up, making you meet his easy gaze.

"You're not failing, mi amor. Sometimes things don’t go as planned and that’s okay. You're learning and growing."

You wish he wasn’t so right all the time. Sometimes talking back to the false narrative that runs rampant in your head 24/7 is too much work.

"I know” you sigh, wiping away tears with the back of your hand. “It’s just hard not to let it get to me."

Javi's thumb brushes against your cheek, his touch gentle and comforting.

"I understand. Just remember you're not alone in this. I’ll always be here for you, my sweet girl”

You manage a weak smile, feeling a bit of warmth starting to seep back into your heavy heart.

“Thank you” you whisper.

Javi smiles warmly, his eyes full of admiration and unwavering support.

“Of course, baby. I’m here for you always. No matter what.”

You let your head fall back to his chest and you take a deep breath. He keeps rubbing your back, physically feeling the tension leaving your body as you melt against him. Without your brain in overdrive, you finally register the smell of his faded cologne and his cigarettes sticking to his shirt, the scent immediately washing away more of the tension in your muscles. The warm feeling in your chest starts to spread all the way down to your toes, your whole body feeling 10 times lighter than it did 5 minutes ago as his embrace brings you a sense of solace you hadn’t experienced all day.

After another silent minute or two, he places a kiss to your hairline before leaning in close, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

“You know, there’s another way to forget about it for a little while.”

His low voice alone already has the base of your spine tingling. You pick your head up to meet his gaze, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes.

“Yeah?” you ask, a weak smile slowly spreading across your face.

“Mhmm” he hums, his hands sliding down to your waist and slipping under the hem of your shirt, his warm fingers splaying over your skin.

"You've had a tough day," Javi continues, his voice a sensual murmur. "And I think you deserve something to take your mind off all that stress."

His words, laden with suggestion, push all the worries out of your body, replacing it with a thrill that courses through your veins. He leans in until his face is inches from yours, his breath warm against your skin. "Let me take care of you, bebita."

All you can do is nod dumbly. Javi grins as he pulls you in closer. His lips capture yours in a slow, tantalizing kiss, his lips soft and warm against yours, the taste of him flooding your senses. His hands slide up from your waist to your rib cage, rucking up your shirt in the process. Every touch sends a jolt of electricity through you, drawing you impossibly closer to him. He pulls away just long enough to pull it over your head before his lips capture yours again.

He wraps one arm around you, keeping you close as his other hand cups your jaw, his fingers curling around the back of your neck as his thumb mindlessly brushes your cheek. Your hands find their way to his back, fingers tracing the lines of his muscles beneath the fabric of his shirt.

He swipes his tongue across your bottom lip and you part your lips with a soft sigh, his tongue immediately sliding against yours. It’s a dance of desire and vulnerability, an unspoken promise that he’s here to take away all of your worries. The rest of the world quickly fades into a distant blur, leaving just the two of you in this electric connection.

His lips eventually leave your mouth, his breathless chuckle fanning across your jaw at the sound of your quiet whimper. He trails wet kisses along your jaw, down to the side of your neck, each one accompanied by a soft exhale that causes goosebumps to erupt over every inch of your skin. The sensation is exquisite and maddeningly arousing, and you find yourself tilting your head back, giving him better access.

His teeth gently graze over your pulse point, sending shiver coursing through your entire body. Your heart races as he finds a spot just below your collarbone, nipping and sucking before soothing the dark spot with his tongue. His hands roam your torso, big, warm palms exploring every inch of exposed skin. You can feel the bulge in his jeans rapidly grow against your hip and your core throbs with a dull ache in response. Everything that happened earlier is miles away as you feel yourself relaxing deeper into his embrace, losing yourself in him.

He pulls away when you whine quietly and looks down at you, his pupils already blown with lust and desire. He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear then ducks down to place a chaste kiss to your lips before whispering “Bedroom. Now.”

You nod and turn to head out of the kitchen, letting out a small giggle when he lands a quick slap to your ass. His eyes are glued to your backside as he follows you to the bedroom, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt along the way

You flop down on the edge of the bed with Javi just a few steps behind you. He tosses his shirt to the corner of the room and starts working on his belt as he stalks towards you. You smirk and reach behind you, undoing the clasp of your bra and letting it slide off your arms. Javi licks his lips at the sight of you sitting there in only your soft cotton shorts, looking like he’s about to pounce on his prey.

He crosses the room until he’s standing inches in front of you, then slips his belt out of the loops and tosses it aside. You reach out, intent on undoing the button and zipper of his jeans but he stops you by wrapping a large hand around your wrist before you can touch him.

“Nuh uh, baby. I’m takin’ care of you tonight”

His words send a strong pulse of excitement down your spine and your heart pounds in your chest. He lets go of your wrist and you let it fall limply back to your side as you stare at him through your lashes.

“Take off your shorts.”

You immediately follow his command, quickly standing and moving to slide your shorts and panties down your legs so fast that you stumble a bit when they get caught around your feet. Javi reaches out and grabs your arm to steady you as you step out of your shorts and kick them to the side.

“Good girl” he chuckles, dropping his hand from your arm. You watch with wide eyes, saliva gathering in your mouth as he shuffles out his jeans, his hardened cock gently slapping against his lower abdomen. He catches your gaze and gives you a knowing wink before making his way onto the bed. You stand in place, patiently waiting for your next set of instructions as he props himself up against the headboard.

“C’mere” he says softly, patting his thigh. You positively beam as you climb on the bed towards him. You face him and you’re about to straddle his lap, but he stops you with a hand on your hip.

“Turn around, cariño.”

You listen and immediately turn around and sit down between his spread legs, pressing your back into his chest. His cock presses firmly into the small of your back, a warm and welcome presence. With a contented sigh, you lean back and rest your head on his shoulder.

“You listen so well, baby” Javi rasps, his voice rough with arousal. You only hum in response, your lips curving into a grin as you glow under his praise. He presses a kiss to your temple and his hands find your torso once again, slowly sliding up and down your sides. But he can only resist temptation for so long.

He uses both hands to cup your breasts and you both let out soft sighs in unison.

“Tan bonita, princesa” he whispers, his fingers finding both of your nipples. A small noise escapes from your parted lips as he feathers the pads of his fingers over the sensitive buds, teasing you until they’re stiffened peaks. He then pinches both, gently rolling them between his thumb and fingers.

“That feel good?” he asks softly, his lips moving against your temple.

You nod, letting out an uneven breath as you involuntarily push your chest forward into his touch. He pinches a little harder, pulling a delicate gasp from you. His cock twitches against you in response.

“Want you to use your words, bebita.”

You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself before responding.

“F-feels good, Javi.”

He clicks his tongue and squeezes a little harder again.

“And what do you call me when I’m makin’ you feel good, princesa?” he asks, his voice dangerously low in your ear.

Your mouth goes dry and your heart skips a beat in your chest.

Fuck.

The stress of your day was already far in the back of your mind, but Javi was intent on erasing it completely. And he knows exactly how to do so.

“Daddy” you correct yourself, the simple word placing you on precipice of submission “Feels really good, daddy”

“That’s right, bebita” Javi groans softly, his cock twitching in approval. “Such a good girl for me.”

He then hooks his chin over your shoulder while you exhale a long, shaky breath as one of his hands leaves your breast and slides down your stomach. You clit pulses in anticipation, but he avoids where you want him most and instead smooths his hand over the top of your thigh. Your chest heaves with every breath as he teases you with gentle touches, getting you all worked up just the way you both like it.

“You want me to touch you, princessa?” Javi asks, his fingertips dancing delicately on the inside of your thigh. It tickles and you reflexively try to close your legs, but he brings his foot to the inside of your calf and pushes it to the side before placing his foot flat on the bed, keeping your leg firmly in place. “Answer me.”

“Yes, daddy, please” you whine, your voice coming out a lot more desperate than you intended.

“Where, baby? Tell me where you want daddy’s fingers.”

He’s teasing you, but it serves as an excellent distraction – the events from earlier today are the least of your concerns right now.

“You want them here?” he asks, his fingers now just barely tracing your dripping seam. “Want me to touch your pretty little pussy? Rub that pretty little clit?”

You nod fervently and buck your hips up without thinking, your body betraying your patience and chasing after his touch. Javi chuckles darkly and harshly pinches your nipple with his other hand, making you jump in surprise.

“Tell me, baby. Be a good girl and tell me.”

You whimper, a hot flush spreading across your chest and creeping up your neck. You’ve been here a thousand times with him, been in far more desperate situations too. But the butterflies still tickle your tummy and the tips of your ears burn with embarrassment.

“Want…want you to touch my pretty little pussy, daddy.” you murmur, the last of your sentence barely audible.

He immediately rewards you by dipping two fingers into your slippery folds, groaning softly in your ear when he feels how wet you are for him. “Mmm that’s my good girl. Always fuckin’ soaked for me, huh?” he asks, dipping the tips of his fingers into your hole, gathering your slick and dragging it up to your clit. You nod lazily, your eyes fixed on his hand between your legs.

He starts with slow, languid circles, his cock pulsing against your back with every small noise that bubbles up out of your throat. His other hand is still occupied with pinching and rolling your nipple. Hot arousal flows through your veins, every nerve ending on fire just from his easy touches. You want it faster, you need more. But you know he won’t give it to you unless you ask.

“Pl-please, daddy. Faster please” you huff, squirming in his lap as you try to suppress the urge to buck your hips up again.

“Look at you, princesa. Being such a good girl asking’ nicely like that” Javi whispers, instantly picking up the pace of his fingers and adding more pressure. You let out a long, low moan, the sound of it filling the bedroom. “Sound so pretty too” he adds, pressing his lips to your temple.

His other hand leaves your nipple and he shushes you softly when you whine at the loss. He doesn’t tease you this time, his hand immediately joining the other between your legs. He keeps his two fingers on your clit, rubbing firm circles just like you asked while his other hand finds your leaking entrance.

He doesn’t make you ask again before he slides his middle finger inside of you, probably more out of his own desperation to feel you clenching around him. You’re absolutely soaked, you juices freely flowing out of you, down his finger and into his palm like warm honey. He wants to draw it out, slowly work you up until you’re about to snap, but he’s not feeling very patient anymore.

He slides his finger in and out of you a few more times before adding a second, curling his fingertips. He finds the spot inside of you instantly and you reward him with a loud gasp, your whole body trembling as you relax against his chest.

“That’s it, baby. Just relax for me” Javi coos, his voice tight and strained as he tries to contain his own excitement. He pumps his fingers inside you, his fingertips nudging against the spot that has your whole body jolting with every pass. Every inch of your skin feels on fire as he works you, lewd sounds filling the room as he plays with your slick pussy. You feel wetness on your back and quickly realize that it’s his precum leaking from his warm tip, smearing against your skin as you squirm around.

“Mierda, princesa” Javi groans as you clench tightly around his two fingers. “You close, baby?” he asks, already knowing the answer. You answer with a high-pitched whine, throwing your head back on his shoulder.

“Cum for me, baby” Javi grunts, moving his fingers faster, bringing you to the edge. “Cum all over my fingers and then I’ll fuck you, nice and deep just how you like it”

His fingers are relentless, rubbing dizzying circles on your clit and punching up into your g-spot. You can’t hold back anymore, rocking your hips and grinding down on his fingers. Your chest burns with every breath you manage to suck in, the hot coil in your tummy wound tightly, threatening to burst at any moment. You open your mouth and try to tell him that you’re about to cum, but every time you try to speak, the only sounds that come out are loud gasps in-between broken moans.

And then you finally snap. Javi groans as you clamp down around his fingers, so tight that he can hardly keep moving them. He then quickly pulls them out, his eyes wide with amazement as your juices gush out of you, drops of it landing on his leg, most of it soaking the blankets underneath you.

“There’s my good girl” he hisses between clenched teeth. He watches intently as you thrash around, the sight of you squirting and the sweet sounds of your moans going straight to his cock as he works you through your orgasm. He doesn’t let up until you come down, whimpering and jolting at his touch.

You collapse backwards against his chest, your head on his shoulder as you pant and try to catch your breath. He goes back to tracing your seam, his touch featherlight once again. You let out a sigh, your limbs heavy and head fuzzy with pure ecstasy.

He eventually moves his hands away, placing them on your thighs and letting out a low whistle.

“Did so well, princesa. Look how much you came for me” Javi rasps, nosing at the column of your neck.

You pick your head up, looking down at the aftermath of your orgasm. You laugh breathlessly at the dark spot underneath you and the liquid on Javi’s calf shining in the dim glow of the lamp on the bedside table. Javi’s chest rumbles with his own chuckle as he presses sweet kisses to the sensitive skin of your neck.

He doesn’t give you much time to recover before he taps your thighs and gives you your next command. “Hands and knees, princesa.”

You’ve barely had time to catch your breath, but your pussy still aches in anticipation of his earlier promise. You take a deep breath and find enough strength to sit up straight. Your limbs are weak and noodly as you crawl over to a dry spot on the bed and get into position, your ass in the air with your face pressed against the soft blankets.

You crane your neck to watch Javi who flashes you a devilish grin as he assumes his position on his knees behind you. You give him a sweet smile back and wiggle your ass. And he takes the bait, groping your cheeks with both hands before he spreads you open, putting everything on display just for him.

“Fuckin’ gorgeous, baby.” he growls before leaning over to spit. You gasp and moan softly at the feeling of the warm liquid landing on your asshole and sliding down to pool at your swollen clit. He then brings his thumb up, using the pad to gently rub his saliva against your puckered hole. “So fuckin’ gorgeous”

“Daddyyyy” you whine pitifully, pushing your hips back into his touch. He chuckles breathlessly and wraps a hand around the base of his cock and lining himself up.

“You’re so good, baby.” Javi starts as he slides his cock in the mess between your cheeks. “My strong, beautiful, intelligent, good girl.”

Your face heats up at the praise, the words stirring up the butterflies in your stomach yet again.

“Thank you, daddy” you murmur, the sound muffled by the blankets. Javi just hums and continues to glide his cock through the wetness, addicted to the way whimper every time his cockhead brushes against your swollen clit and your aching entrance. You whimper and wiggle your hips again, trying to get what you want.

“Repeat it.” Javi commands simply. “Wanna hear you say it”

You squeeze your eyes shut and whimper again. He’s completely taken over your headspace now, forcing you into a place of submission where there’s no room to think about anything other than him and what he asks of you. This is how he takes care of you, how he can turn every bad day on its head and take away every single one of your worries until you’re a blissed out mess underneath him. And he’s really fucking good at it.

“I’m your strong, beautiful, intelligent, girl” you choke out, a fresh wave of slick gushing out of you and onto his rock hard cock at the forced admission.

“Forgot one” he breathes, his thumb still rubbing at your tight little hole. You wrack your brain, thoughts moving slower than syrup in your head as you try to remember what he said not even 10 seconds ago.

“Good.” you say, as soon as you remember. I’m you’re good girl, daddy.”

“Yes you are, baby” Javi says, notching his tip at your entrance. “So fucking good for your daddy.”

He pushes all the way in, burying himself to balls deep in your aching cunt in one smooth movement. The sounds you make are obscene as you twist your fists in the blanket underneath him. He’s so deep, you swear you can feel him somewhere near your lungs. Just like he promised. He moans roughly behind you, the feeling on your warm walls squeezing rhythmically around his neglected cock overwhelming all of his senses.

But you don’t let him catch a break. You barely give yourself time to adjust before you take matters into your own hands and start rocking your hips, fucking yourself on his cock. Javi inhales sharply, both hands finding your hips and trying to hold you in place, but you’re not having it.

“Daddy please–oh shit– please fuck me, need it so bad” you whine as you continue to rock your hips despite Javi’s best efforts to stop you.

Javi just growls in response, his fingertips digging into your hips as he slides out until just his tip rests inside before slamming back into you. The loud moan that he pulls from you travels as a shiver down his spine and fuels his fire. He quickly finds a steady pace, brutally slamming into you like he’s fucking the stress out right out of your body. You let all the moans and whines and whimpers float freely out of your mouth as you take what he gives you, as he fills you up and stuffs you full over and over and over again.

“You're so good for me” Javi grunts, gripping your hips and moving them backwards to meet his every thrust. “Feel so fucking good squeezing me like that, this tight little pussy was fucking made for me”

Your eyes roll back into your head, his words once again turning your brain into mush as he fucks you into another plane of existence. You’re already teetering on the edge of another release, your lower abdomen burning with it, your swollen, neglected clit pulsing and desperate for attention.

And Javi feels it too.

“Already gonna cum again?” Javi asks breathlessly before landing a smack to your ass. You yelp in shock and there’s another wave of your juices leaking out onto his cock.

“Ohh you like that, don’t you baby?” Javi coos before spanking you again, this time a bit harsher. Your face scrunches in pleasure and words have completely eluded you so you just cry out against the mattress, hoping that and your clenching pussy gets the point across.

Thankfully Javi doesn’t ask you to answer him. Instead he keeps fucking into you, delivering firmm hits to your ass, completely mesmerized with the way it jiggles as he spanks and fucks into you. He’s just as close as you are, never lasts very long if he’s inside without cumming at least once beforehand.

He moves one hand from your hip to between your legs, his fingers tracing where you’re stretched out so nicely around his thick cock before they land on your clit once again. You sob as he starts immediately rubbing fast, harsh circles that send you speeding towards the finish line.

“Oh fuck, daddy! Gonna cum m’gonna cum pleasssee let me cum”

Javi sucks in a harsh breath, his eyebrows furrowing together as his cock lurches inside of you.

“Yeah, fuck yeah, baby. Cum on this cock like a good girl” Javi grits out, the muscles in his jaw twitching as he clenches his teeth together, trying to hold himself together. Your hands scramble against the blankets as he slams into you with newfound vigor, pushing you up the bed with each thrust and making you scream in ecstasy.

“Cum and then I’ll fill you up” he grunts. “I’ll fill you up and fuck it so deep that it’ll be leaking out of you for days, just reminding you of how good you are for me. Always so fucking good baby jesus christ”

His filthy promises send you flying over the edge. You bury your face in the blankets and scream, your legs giving out from the force of it, your hips dropping to the bed and leaving you in a prone position. And Javi doesn’t miss a beat. He presses his chest against your back, using his freehand to support the bulk of his weight as he keeps working his fingers on your clit the best he can, not letting his pace falter even once.

The new position shoves his cock even deeper inside of you, punching against your cervix with each thrust as he rearranges your guts. Your only option is to lie there let him drag out your release for as long as possible.

“That’s it” Javi rasps, his voice sounding absolutely wrecked now. “Sweet little pussy is fuckin’ milking my cock, cariño. You want my cum? Want me to stuff you fuckin’ full?”

You’re too far gone to respond, reduced to nothing but putty in his hands, your trembling body limp and pliant just for him to use. He can only hold it together for a few more thrusts before he buries himself all the way inside of you, spilling his hot seed deep inside of you.

Staying true to his promise, he fucks you through it, shallowly moving his hips and pushing his cum as deep as possible. You can feel his cock throbbing inside of you, the sensation of it all pushing you over the edge once again, though you’re not sure if you ever came back from the last one. Javi watches in amazement as you cum again, your voice breaking on desperate sobs while you squeeze around him, truly milking him for all he’s worth.

He moves his hand from your clit once your moans start to die down and then collapses on top of you, carefully though as not to completely crush you. You welcome the weight, a comforting pressure that makes you feel so warm and safe and secure.

He stays buried inside of you as you both come down. You can feel his heart pounding from where his chest is pressed against you, his warm breath fanning across your neck as you both try to catch your breath. The two of you stay there for a while, basking in the post coitus glow. His cock softens inside of you and he only moves when his cum starts to dribble out of you.

You whine softly as he moves to sit up, his now soft cock slipping out of you and leaving you feeling empty. But the feeling doesn’t last too long.

He scoots back so he’s kneeling between your legs, both hands on your cheeks and spreading you open again. You feel his eyes burning holes into your skin as he watches his cum slowly leaking out of you. He doesn’t let it fall too far though, using a finger to scoop up all that’s dribbled out and pushing it back inside. You moan softly at the sensation and it takes everything in him not to fuck you with his fingers once again.

“Think we need to get you in a nice hot shower” he says, his tone sweet and soft once again as he removes his fingers.

You turn your head to look at him through hooded eyes, a dopey smile plastered to your face, looking completely fucked out.

“And we’re ordering take out too” he announces, leaning over to place a sweet kiss on your cheek. Images of the burnt chicken sitting on the stove float through your head, along with fuzzy memories of the events from earlier today. But you don’t give a single fuck anymore. Javi thoroughly wiped every ounce of stress from your brain. And now anything that isn’t directly related to you and Javi at this moment, on your shared bed in the dim light of the evening sun filtering through the curtain is far, far away.

“We’re not getting fucking chicken” is all you say and the sound of yours and Javi’s laughter rings pleasantly through the room and in your ears as content seeps deep into your bones.

I LOVE THIS MAN okay thank u for reading <333

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riddle-me-ri · 8 months

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a/n: PHEW okay so here's one of two 4k commissions I was working on. And it's for my very amazing friend @mischievous-marchie (tagging the NSFW blog because this is so NSFW lmao) Marchie, thank you so much for supporting my writing and trusting me with your main man Jervis, and all his variations. I hope I did your sweet idea justice and thanks so much again for supporting me by commissioning me. It means the world. And I hope everyone else gets to enjoy it too.

*Also reader is referred to as the March Hare cause Alice is overrated, The Hare was always my favorite and...yeah it's its for March lol

Content Warning: explicit sexual content, masturbation, sex toy, mutual masturbation, unprotected sexual intercourse (gn so no specific genitalia mentioned), caught in the act, and making out.

Word Count: 4.5 k

General Mad Hatter x Reader - Call Out My Name

Your fingers drummed along the hardback cover of a novel you were trying to read. Soon the tapping of your fingers migrated to your foot on the floor.

You groaned in frustration.

You grew restless with boredom.

Even the white noise of some random show that played on TV began to become silencing…just an echo of how lonely and dim it was when he wasn’t around.

You sighed, finally surrendering and putting the book down on the coffee table.

Why did Jervis have to be in Arkham?

You knew why, because if one of you was to get caught by Batman… Jervis ensured it was only going to be him every time. Jervis always made sure you had an escape, even if you didn’t know he had one for you.

“Arkham is no place for lovely people, my dear.” He explained once in a moment of lucidity. “I take it as a chance to reconvene my thoughts and even get to visit old friends.” He chuckled before he continued. “So don’t worry about me, dear…Although don’t forget about me either…please.”

Your heart panged the same way it did the day he told you that. He didn’t have to worry about you ever forgetting him.

You could never forget about the man you have loved and continue to love feverishly since day one.

If he only knew, sometimes you wished he would just miraculously figure it out. Then maybe, just maybe, he would be compelled to reveal his feelings…if he had any for you that is.

It felt like he did anyhow, the way he’d protect you from Batman, how he always somehow made time to see you or include you in everything.

You two have been companions for quite awhile. Jervis has always been charming, kind, and fun. He always made you smile, even on days when you didn’t feel like rolling out of bed.

You tried your best to always be there for him.

During his highs and lows, his madness and his lucidity, for everything. In turn, Jervis is always there for you when you need him in any capacity (except when he was locked up, which he always felt guilty for leaving you.)

You two were inseparable.

The Mad Hatter and The March Hare at the Mad Tea Party–only missing a sleepy Dormouse.

Yes, a strong, loyal relationship was formed, but if only it could transition from platonic to romantic…

Of course, it didn’t help that he is exquisitely handsome in the most unconventional way that was endearing to you.

Jervis’ wide bright eyes, cute elongated buck teeth, raggedy hair, and his obtuse nose that you desperately wanted to kiss.

You sighed as you sunk yourself deeper into the couch, no doubt creating a uniquely shaped dent in the cushions from lounging there all day.

You really did miss him. All of this reminiscing probably doesn’t help either. You just couldn’t help it, just forming his image in your mind made you happier.

Perhaps…this imagining could help in another area and maybe you can salvage the boring day and turn it into a fun night.

For a moment, you were grateful that Jervis wasn’t around…

The cushions of the couch sunk against your weight as you laid back and made yourself comfortable.

You took a deep breath as your head nestled into the plush arm rest. You slowly rolled up the long graphic tee you wore, exposing your lower body.

It had been a minute since you ventured into the realms of self love in the most physical sense, but you were certain the awkwardness of the start would be well worth the pleasure in the aftermath.

Your breath hitched as your fingers fell into a decent rhythm stimulating your sex. Every nerve ending on every pore of your skin was ignited.

You decide to finally take it up a notch.

You reluctantly removed your hand to reach for the toy on the side table behind your head. You snatched up the dark blue bullet vibrator and turned it on to a low setting.

Your body jerked slightly at the vibrating sensations as you glided the toy over your chest and down your abdomen. The smooth material made you wish it was something else.

Instead of the cool smooth mechanical texture…it was rough, soft, and warm.

Instead of your hand controlling a toy, it was someone else’s hand, better yet, Jervis’ gloved fingers.

Desperately, you wished it was Jervis that stimulated your body.

It was his warm diligent hands roaming across your skin causing goosebumps to form. His hands that created delicious friction that you craved.

As the vibrator made its way closer to your sex, the setting was turned up higher and your moans became louder and more drawn out.

The vibrations added with the continued pace of your other hand on your genitals. You were a withering mess on the couch.

Your eyes tightly closed, trying like crazy to suspend reality and envision it was Jervis doing this to you.

Your moans soon turned into pants and cries. “J-Jervis…Jervis!”

As you were chasing that sweet release, as if your imaginations manifested him…

Jervis Tetch was actually a free man and was making his way to your apartment.

Jervis was absolutely beaming with excitement. Adrenaline was still pumping in his veins from his narrow escape from Arkham.

The moment he was out, he knew he had to come see you and let you know he was free! The only person that would actually be waiting for him on the other side…

He just couldn’t wait to surprise you.

Jervis missed you terribly. No one else understood him, appreciated him…genuinely liked him like you do. To say you made his heart race would be an understatement. However, he was extremely cautious and uncertain.

As much as he wanted to sweep you off your feet, hold you, kiss you…he didn’t want to risk the chance of losing you–as he has lost others.

Jervis wasn’t sure he could handle losing you in any capacity.

Hence why he always did his best to protect you when things got dodgy. Despite your stubbornness to stay by his side…something he juxtapositionally adored and lamented about you.

His gloved knuckles barely racked along your door when he heard–

“J-Jervis! Jervis!”

Jervis’ heart fell to his stomach. The adrenaline from his escape rose back up out of sheer panic for you. He quickly grabbed the doorknob and was stantly met with resistance from the locked handle.

Seeing no other option, he began backing away and braced himself with his side as he ran shoulder first into your door–

You were so lost in your motions and the fantasy in your mind that you didn’t register the reality of your doorknob being rattled.

You were none the wiser to another presence until he made himself known by busting down your door.

The loud bang of the door hitting your wall woke you up from your pleasurable reverie.

Quickly, you sat up, hastily lowering your shirt back down and threw a blanket over your lower half for good measure.

You were petrified and frustrated.

“J-Jervis?” You let out in a small almost mousy voice, as you finally took in who the intruder was.

Jervis was looking around wildly, expecting some type of altercation to be happening, but quickly came to the realization nothing was awry.

In fact, you were alone, on your couch…nothing entirely out of place.

“Um…well..this is quite a predicament.” He chuckled sheepishly, as he lifted his hat to scratch at the side of his head.

You gulped down a mouthful of air as you tried to regulate your heartbeat. You began silently praying to whoever could hear that he wouldn’t put two and two together of what you were doing.

“Jervis,” you began, still trying to calm your nerves that were currently in a tailspin at the moment. “I-W-What are you–how…why did you break in?”

Your mind struggled to think of just one question, but that one seemed the most pressing. Usually, when Jervis came over he always knocked or he somehow let you know ahead of time that he was coming over.

“I-I heard you screaming my name…” He stretched his arms out exasperatedly. “I-I thought something was happening to you! It sounded all the same”

Whatever redness coalesced from your earlier activities quickly drained from your face.

“Ah…well…something was happening but nothing–bad…” You slowly began covering yourself up more with the blanket. Secretly wishing it would make you disappear.

“Yes, that much is obvious…so tell me, my dear. What was all the ruckus?”

“Um, well…I was..uh…”

“And what is that?” He interjected. Jervis pointed to a small rounded device on the ground that was still buzzing on the floor.

Jervis walked over towards where the object laid. He almost grabbed it until you grabbed his wrist.

“It’s nothing! I’ll get it! Oh sh-”

“Hare! Langua-oh…”

In your panicked leap for the toy, Jervis saw your state of dress or more like the lack thereof.

You couldn’t help but take note of how cute he looked when his face began blushing at the cheeks.

Even though yours was most likely as red as his is.

You instantly turned the toy off once it was in your grip.

As if seeing the vibrator in your hands was the final piece to the puzzle, Jervis was able to slowly put the puzzle of events together.

You were alone, on your couch, in nothing but a shirt, your skin was tinted red…you screamed his name…but not in danger or pain…

Jervis may be whimsical and mad most of the time, but he wasn’t ignorant.

You sighed as you saw him come to the conclusion of what happened. Somewhere deep down you were grateful you didn’t have to spell it out.

“I’m sorry.”

“I apologize-”

You both looked up at each other after apologizing at the same time.

“I-I didn’t mean to make you panic.” You continued, rubbing your arm.

“I didn’t mean to…ahem…ruin your fun?” He nervously chuckled as he played with his hat brim.

“It’s okay.” You reassured him softly. “I appreciate your concern.”

Jervis nodded. Of course he was concerned, he was always concerned for your safety.

“Yet…the question remains…why did you cry my name?”

Jervis had an idea why. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t guilty of the same act, but he just needed you to confirm it.

You looked away coyishly, biting your lip to keep from just dumping your emotions mixed with your explanations on him.

Jervis gulped. He really wished you didn’t do that. Although it did complete this exquisite vision of you just now.

Your hair a ruffled mess, your body gorgeously silhouetted by your shirt that only came to be just about your mid-thigh…all complimented with a cute lip bite.

You sighed. “I…I was…uh…thinking of you…while I had fun.”

Jervis took a small but sharp intake of breath. You were actually going to say it.

“Really?”

You nodded before looking away, not being able to look at him. Assuming he wanted a further explanation after a beat of silence, you continued.

“I-I’ve cared…I mean. I’ve always…” You groaned in frustration.

After taking another deep breath to reset your thoughts. You tried once more, “yes really…I’ve had feelings for you for a while and I…when you’re in Arkham…I, for a lack of better words…really miss you.”

Jervis hung onto every word like it was the last life line connecting him to the ship out in the middle of the ocean.

It was happening…it was really truly happening. Someone he loved…actually loved him back!

Jervis slowly walked over closer to where he was right in front of you. He gently curled his index finger around your chin and directed your head down to look at him.

His eyes stared softly into yours. “I missed you too, my dear.”

The sincere look he gave you, lidded eyes and a soft smile made your heart swell.

“I suppose it comes as no surprise that I, too, have had feelings for you arise.” His eyes shifted slightly, still unsure if he reciprocated correctly.

Your eyes widened, heart thumped against your chest.

All embarrassment was dissolved into surprise.

You reached to touch his hand that still propped your chin and your smile widened when you felt his fingers laced together between your own.

“If you’re saying what I think you’re saying…I’m very surprised but super happy all the same.” You giggled as your hand tightened around his.

Jervis chuckled warmly as he turned his hand so the back of your hand faced him. He gently pressed his chapped lips against your hand before smiling up at you.

"My dear, Hare, you know my way, I always mean what I say."

You were ecstatic, your body unable to keep still. To finally have everything laid out in the open. To know the one you've cherished for so long returns the sentiment.

"You do! You always do! Oh, Jervis!" You quickly slid your hand out from his grip but only to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into an excited embrace.

Jervis became nervous again. He wanted to return the hug desperately, but he wasn't sure how to keep himself composed when he actually got to feel what little you wore.

Hesitantly, to not upset you, he wrapped his arms around your waist tightly. You were so soft and warm, he tried to refrain his fingers from tugging away at the flimsy obnoxious cotton that still covered you.

You slowly brought your head back and looked back down at him. Your eyes coyly darting between his eyes and his lips. You were stuck in limbo once more, should you ask first or just go for it?

Thankfully, despite Jervis' own dilemma, he was able to catch onto yours. As if silently asking if it's what you want, he slowly brought his face closer to yours.

You gasped softly, not missing the crucial hint. You closed your eyes, slowly leaned forward, and your lips gently pressed against Jervis’.

The kiss was so soft, sweet, and even innocent in that hesitant uncertain first kiss kind of way, but it felt so right and it capsulated all your emotions in one simple gesture.

You’ve dreamt of this moment for so long. Always thought if it were to happen it would be this way or that way. However, now that it happened, every made-up scenario and sensation paled in comparison to the real thing.

Jervis was the first to slowly pull back. You couldn’t help the tiny snickers you made at the sight of him softly panting for air and his pink dusted cheeks.

Jervis perked an eyebrow at you curiously.

You shook your head, not wanting him to think he did something wrong. “Sorry, you’re just…so cute.” Your hands came up from behind his back to frame his face.

Jervis practically melted at your touch. Your touch heated his face up even more, but he didn’t mind one bit. To be touched so tenderly, and lovingly by the only person he cared about…nothing could possibly come close to the sensation.

He craved more of your touch and kiss. He yearned for your affection as the Knave of Hearts (allegedly) yearned the tarts.

Jervis couldn’t even think of a response to your compliment as he swiftly crashed his lips back into yours.

You were shocked but not displeased as you quickly kissed him back with just as much fervor.

Jervis’ breath hitched when he felt you slightly poke your tongue along the edge of his protruding tooth and his lips. He didn’t hesitate to grant you entrance to his mouth.

Your kiss became more heated as your tongues explored each other’s mouths. Jervis began exploring more of your body, slowly building confidence to feed his desire to touch more of your skin and hopefully please you.

His hands raked and grasped around your waist and hips. As well as up and down your back.

So close to that same feeling you were trying to mimic earlier in your mind.

Your kiss was broken once more, albeit simultaneously as you both fell onto the couch when your knees bent against the cushion at the sudden impact. Jervis’ own hat fell off his head but safely landed on the coffee table in front of you.

The cheesy silly predicament caused you to snicker.

Jervis hummed warmly before he slowly rose himself off of you by his hands that were on both sides of your head.

“Still enjoying yourself, I see.” He chuckled lowly.

The deep drop in his voice caused a shiver to go down your spine.

It was then you took in the truly compromising position you were in…your fantasy from earlier was slowly playing out right before your eyes.

You’ll be damned if you let it slip away.

“Yep, much more so now with you actually here.” You smiled sweetly.

“Whatever you sought in your fantasy.” He began.

Jervis leaned up to kiss your forehead. “I’d be more than happy to make a reality.”

A kiss on your cheek before looking into your eyes in earnest. “If you’ll let me.”

Any confirmation you think you could say didn’t feel strong enough, so you just leaned in to kiss him once more.

It was all the confirmation Jervis needed as he leaned into your kiss. It was all the motivation he needed as he brought his body back down to try and get closer to you.

Your back arched slightly when you felt his hands slowly crawl up your body and under your shirt.

Jervis slowly retracted his lips from yours. Only a small trail of saliva kept you two connected.

He grabbed the hem of your shirt before looking up at you, silently asking if he could remove it.

You nodded so quickly your head almost rolled off.

The moment you were free from the flimsy cotton shirt, Jervis was quick to appreciate the exposure to your body as he began kneading the skin of your chest and abdomen.

He tucked his head in between your neck and shoulder as he began leaving hot wet kisses along your jaw and neck.

“J-Jervis…” you sighed breathlessly.

Jervis’ body tensed at your voice. He brought his head back up to face you.

He gulped. “P-Please…do that again, just the same…want you to call out my name.”

You nodded, your hand reaching up to cup the side of his face. “I will, just as long as you don’t stop.”

To that Jervis grinned a grin that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame. He gave your forehead another peck. “My darling, March Hare, I wouldn’t dream of such a thing…I wouldn’t dare.”

Jervis briefly sat up and rested on his haunches as he began shucking away his suit jacket.

Already missing his close proximity, you quickly sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck while he tried to unbutton his dress shirt, but quickly gave up in exchange for holding you.

He chuckled at your enthusiasm, still deliriously delighted to have someone love him like this. As you began returning the favor with your own kisses to his neck and chest, he continued to make quick work of his trousers.

To have Jervis here with you almost as bare as you were, overwhelmed you in the best of ways.

No longer did you have to ponder what he looked like under his clothes or how he would feel against you.

He was there in reality. All there and all yours.

Jervis’ cock was hard and occasionally hit his stomach. He breathed a sigh of relief once it was free from its confines.

He gasped shortly when you lightly traced your fingers up his dick. You turned your head to look at him to make sure this was okay.

Jervis nodded before leaning in to kiss you again. A kiss that said “I love you” and “I trust you.”

You felt the sharp intake of air through Jervis’ nose as you slowly wrapped your hand around his cock and began slowly stroking it. His gloved hands dug into the folds of your body, as if trying to keep himself grounded.

Soon you felt his hand travel further down your body. Not wanting to leave his precious March Hare out, he began trying to copy the same rhythm you were going at to your own sex.

This caused you to pull back from his lips, as you began panting into the crook of his neck.

Fantasizing be damned, this was so much better than anything you could imagine or what that toy could replicate.

Yet, you wanted–needed so much more. After years of pining for Jervis, to finally have him here with you in the most passionate way imaginable. How could you not want everything? Every little bit of him he has to offer?

“Jervis–mmh…Jervis..” You moaned. Trying to form a sentence but got caught off guard by his sped up pace.

“N-Need you…please…now.” You managed to pant out.

Jervis gulped, slowing down his movements which you did too. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” You almost whined. “Please…Jervis..”

Another shudder overtook Jervis’ body. His heart beating relentlessly against his ribcage. Jervis knows madness, but has never known a madness as passionate and pleasurable as this.

Jervis gently leaned his body against yours to slowly have you lay back down on your back with him hovering above you once again.

He brought one of his hands to his mouth and bit down on the tip of the finger sleeve of the glove, before peeling it off his hand.

As sad as you were to see the gloves go, seeing the way he bit down on the finger of the glove made you swoon.

Once his hand was free from the glove, he reached down to your core and gathered what wetness was there before proceeding to slowly push his finger into your entrance.

Despite the fun you had earlier, you were still fairly tight as you winced at his finger entering you fully.

Jervis stared at you intently, looking for any signs of discomfort and hopefully he could see signs of pleasure.

He slowly added another finger as he continued his steady pace inside you.

You appreciated the effort he went to make sure you wouldn't be uncomfortable. However, you think you were about to scream if you didn't actually have him.

You gently put your hand on his arm and squeezed. "I'm ready, Jervis…please…I need you."

Jervis doesn't think he will ever get over hearing you say that and hearing you pleading for him.

He slowly brought his fingers out and maneuvered himself to where he could line himself up to your hole.

Jervis leaned over you again with hooded eyelids before kissing you. As he kissed you, he gently pushed himself inside of you.

You both took a sharp breath between your lips at the intrusion. Jervis began peppering soft kisses all along your face, jaw, and neck. Anything to ease any sort of pain you were feeling.

You softly muttered to him you were okay and that he could start moving.

Jervis seemed unsure at the moment, but took it in stride as he slowly pulled himself out and equally as slowly pushed back in. Every time it got easier and more pleasing.

Your moans continued to egg him on, but not nearly as much as when you moaned his name.

"Jervis…mhh..Jervis!"

It made him thrust faster, kiss you harder, and squeeze your skin tighter. Soon you began crying out his name similarly to how you sounded earlier when he thought you were in danger.

He hoped that this was far better than whatever fantasy you had playing in your mind.

If he had asked you that, you would have reassured that he was far better than what you imagined.

Your arms wrapped tightly around his neck to keep his lips near yours. Your hands either clung to his hair or the thin dress shirt he still wore.

Your throat began to burn from your moans and hot pants but you didn't care. It was well worth the deep burning sensation in your gut that continued to get hotter and tighter.

"Jervis…Jerv-mmm-I-I'm close.." You managed to announce in between your sounds of continuous pleasure.

Jervis nodded, all words in the English language being lost on him at that moment. He was close too, his ball tightening every time you squeezed around him or cried out his name.

His focus was solely on you though as he began thrusting faster than before, pulling out just enough to keep the head of his dick in before thrusting back in.

It knocked the air out of you, but you didn't care. It made your legs tingle and had you see stars.

Soon the tingles in your legs soon overtook your whole body as your nerves became ignited from the delicious release from the burning tension finally boiling over inside you.

You cried out his name when you arched your hips up from your shaking legs. Your entrance tightened that much more around Jervis' cock causing him to finally come unwound inside you with an audible groan.

Jervis reluctantly pulled out of you before collapsing on top of your body. His head nestled in your chest as he tried to catch his breath.

You tried to do the same, completely at a loss for words at the moment. You brought your hand up to comb through his unruly hair, finally living out another fantasy of yours.

You lowered your head and kissed the top of his head before whispering. "That was amazing, better than any fantasy."

Jervis chuckled, but deep down he was ecstatic, he just didn't have the energy to entirely act on it.

It meant so much to know he could please you, because loving you pleased him.

He lifted his head up briefly to look at you with pure adoration in his eyes. "It was my pleasure, darling." He scooted a little forward so his lips could reach yours.

When you two broke apart your heart swelled up at the soft look he gave you. It almost felt silly to say it, the way he looked at you made it clear he felt it too, but your heart was so full you swore you were about to combust.

"I love you, Jervis." You said softly as if speaking it too loudly could break the tender moment.

Jervis' smile widened as his bright eyes softly glazed over and his eyelids got more heavy. "And I love you, my dear Hare."

You two slowly slipped into a tender slumber. Likely going to wake up sore from the nightly activities and sleeping on the couch, but it wouldn't matter.

All that mattered now was that you two had each other in a way you both desired for a long time.

All those wondrous daydreams, desires, and fantasies were finally part of your wonderful reality.

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thrawns-babygirl · 1 year

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Here’s a Crosshair request for you if you’d like!

I’m a sucker for the undercover-at-a-gala trope so what if you’re a Jedi shadow (like Quinlan Vos) who works with the Bad Batch once and awhile, and you’re in an established relationship with Crosshair. There’s a separatist gala you need to infiltrate and Crosshair goes as your date. While you two are sneaking around the venue, you have to hide in the nearest room that turns out to be a bedroom and Crosshair has ideas 😏 thank you! Love your writing!!

ANON!!! I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!!! I have literally no idea why i struggled with this ask for what? over a month??? I must have deleted a combined like 3k words for this over the time i was trying to write it. But i would not let it beat me, i had to finish this ask for u for waiting so patiently.

also its like, a bingo card of every trope for this trope so i apologies for how uninspired this is lmao

Side note, I am very sick at the moment and on a lot of painkillers, so like, I proof read this but please let me know of any glaring issues or mistakes because I'm not of this world currently.

Rating: E (18+) Warnings: Unprotected PiV, Creampie, Clothed Sex Word Count: 1700+

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Walking through the elegant halls of a senator’s estate on Scipio you can’t help but gawk at the splendour of it all. The insane amount of money one must have to own a home like this simply baffles you as you walk arm in arm with your date for the night through the ornate halls.

Some leaked intel let the republic know that some unscrupulous things were to go down tonight within these halls, and you don’t doubt the accuracy of that information given the amount of high ranking members of the Banking Clan you have seen engaging in hushed conversations in hidden alcoves of the grandiose estate.

Your partner turns to look down at you and you can’t help but blush under his gaze. Crosshair was always a handsome man, but seeing him clad entirely in a fine, black suit was a whole new level of desirable. A service droid passes you, stopping long enough for the two of you to grab a flute of what appeared to be more bubbles than liquid before continuing on its way through the winding halls of the building.

“You look absolutely ravishing tonight mesh’la” Crosshair whispers, breath fanning over your ear as you take a sip of your no doubt pricey beverage. You couldn’t find it in you to disagree with him, black silks hugged your frame, accentuating your figure in all the best ways, something your jedi robes were absolutely not designed for. While you did feel naked without your lightsaber, you understood the necessity of remaining entirely undetectable. You smile up at him, noting the make-up that has covered his trademark tattoo, his slicked back hair and absolutely dazzling smile.

When the moment called for it, Crosshair could reluctantly play the part of suave, chatty businessperson which honestly surprised you at first. He was absolutely the least talkative member of the squad by a mile, all short replies and clipped words, so when this mission was assigned to the Batch you were shocked that they had all immediately turned their attention to Crosshair.

“He’s the most arrogant, thus will fit in perfectly with the typical crowd at one of these types of functions” Tech had said, earning himself a smack on the back of the head from the Sniper, “among other reasons, Hunter looks too much like a regular clone, I am needed to extrapolate the data that you acquire and Wrecker is… Wrecker” Tech adjusts his goggles before continuing “It would also look out of place for one of us to go alone, and you two already have, um, chemistry, for lack of a better term”

He wasn’t wrong about that; you and Crosshair hadn’t exactly put a label on anything yet, but everyone knew there was something there.

Finally, after a few hours of simply wandering the halls you find your target, a simply unassuming Muun that has been implicated in embezzling funds and using it to pad separatist pockets. He was speaking in hushed whispers with a human male before the man passed him a small, innocuous looking data stick before parting ways with a polite nod.

Your time to shine.

You leave Crosshair’s side, giving his hand a quick squeeze as you go, before sauntering over to the target and ‘accidently’ spilling the contents of your flute, onto his silk robes. Stuttering and apologising you begin patting him down, slipping your hand into his pocket and retrieving the data stick as he shoved you away, telling you he was going to send you the bill for getting the stains out of his clothes. “This is pure shimmersilk you know!” he yelled at you as you made your hasty exit, apologising profusely as you retreat towards where Crosshair was waiting, arms crossed as he leaned against a marble pillar, a slight smile tugging at his lips.

“You got it doll?” he whispers, wrapping a long arm around your waste as he begins leading your further into the throng of people and towards the exit. “Of course” you reply, sinking further into his side. Hopefully the two of you would make it out before he even noticed it was missing.

Your hopes were dashed as you heard a panicked “Hey! Wait!” coming from behind you.

Crosshair grabs your arm, pulling you into the nearest unlocked room before softly closing and locking the door. Both of you hold your breath, listening to the sound of approaching and then thankfully retreating footsteps. It doesn’t seem like anyone saw you, but you still wait together in silence before turning the light on to look at the room you have found yourselves in for the foreseeable future.

It's a luxurious bedroom, a four-poster bed draped in magnificent silks with more pillows than anyone could possibly need adorning it. Crosshair takes his comm and a small datapad out of his pocket, reaching his hand out to you for you to pass him the datastick before plugging it into the device and comming Tech to let him know he can begin starting the transfer and telling him of your less than ideal situation at the moment. He tells you that Hunter will be there within the next standard hour for extraction but until then you just need to hang tight.

You sit down on the bed, running your hands along the silken sheets before looking back up to Crosshair. His eyes are raking over your form as he placed the datapad down on one of the bedside tables before walking over to you.

“So doll, it seems we have the better part of an hour to keep ourselves occupied…” He trails off, sitting next to you on the bed, one hand finding your thigh while the other softly pushes you back onto the plush surface. “And no one knows we’re in here” his thumb begins soothing circles into your hip as he looms above you, one hand holding himself up as he stares down at you.

“So it seems…” you smile as you use the fact that your legs are still hanging off the bed to your advantage, kicking your heels off before you shimmy further up the bed, until you’re leaning back against the mountain of pillows. Crosshair crawls up the bed after you before his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss.

“Kark doll, you look so good in this dress, it’s been so kriffing hard keeping my hands off you all night” he mumbles against your lips, calloused hands already working their way underneath your dress towards your panties. You let out a small whimper, the feeling of his rough fingers digging into your flesh making heat pool low in your belly as Crosshair begins placing languid kisses against your neck, working his way down to your collarbone before sucking dark marks into your skin.

The chirping from his comm startles both of you, making you jump before Crosshair angrily grabs the device “What do you want Tech?” he growls out. “I just thought that you would want to know that Hunter will be arriving earlier than expected and to be ready for extraction in the next 30 standard minutes” Tech replies, obviously somewhat irate, not enjoying the tone that his brother is giving him. “Understood” Crosshair replies, turning off the device and throwing it onto the bed before returning his attention back to you.

“Looks like we will have to make this quicker than I wanted, but don’t worry princess, I’ll worship you like you deserve once we get back to base” his fingers begin toying with you over the fabric of your panties while his lips busy themselves against yours once again. His mouth swallows every sound that you make as his skilful fingers rub tight circles against your clit, already bringing you close to the edge with practiced ease.

Your panties are soaked at this point, his assault on your senses overwhelming you as you try to stifle your sounds as not to alert anyone who could potentially be loitering outside the door. His hand leaves you momentarily as he fumbles with the fastenings on his pants, opening them just far enough to free his weeping length.

Pulling your panties to the side, he sinks into you, letting out a breathy groan as he slides into your heat in a single motion. Resting his weight entirely on one hand he brings his other to cover your mouth as he begins an absolutely brutal pace, the layers of your clothing helping to muffle the sounds of him relentlessly driving into you.

You silently thank him for covering your mouth, the way he’s fucking into you would have you screaming for him. You wrap your legs around his waist, bringing him closer to you, trying to get him to go deeper and deeper with every thrust. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as he hits that spot inside you with the head of his cock with every thrust, turning you into a mess with every drag of his hard length through your slick folds.

Lowering his head you can feel his breath fanning over your ear as he whispers filth into your ear “so tight for me kriff… I can feel you choking my cock you’re so close aren’t you?” you nod, staring up at him with wide eyes. He angles his hips, grinding down onto your clit with every thrust as he loses his rhythm, chasing his own release as he feels your walls fluttering around him. “cum for me doll” his whispers have an almost pleading nature to them, like he’s holding himself back from the edge waiting to tumble over the peak with you. A few more deep thrusts pull your orgasm from you, flooding your nerves as pleasure washes over you, causing your walls to clench around him. With a strangled groan against your neck he follows you over the edge, pumping ropes of hot cum inside of you, hips stuttering as his cock throbs.

You’re lying on the bed, Crosshair still sheathed inside you as his comm chirps again “Oh for the love of… Yes?” he slips out of you, tucking himself away as he talks, apparently Hunter is only five standard minutes away so you adjust your panties and swiftly put your heels back on.

Crosshair places a kiss to your temple before you make your escape.

@where-is-my-mind-tho @starborncyare @antishadow2021 @healingskywalker @crosshairlovebot

#bad batch crosshair #tbb crosshair #crosshair smut #crosshair x reader #crosshair x reader smut #crosshair x you #tbb crosshair smut #bad batch crosshair smut #bad batch x reader #bad batch x reader smut #the bad batch crosshair #crosshair #tbb smut #bad batch smut #the bad batch smut #tbb x reader

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blair-the-juggalho · 1 year

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Hey this is my first time requesting😭i love your work could you do Ericsons group with reader who is really good at drawing if you haven’t already?

Ofc! and tysm lovely!<<<3333 I hope you enjoy! Sorry if any of these are short </3 and that it took awhile :p!!

TWDG Ericsson kids with a reader who’s a good drawer

Violet

She thinks your so amazingly talented!

And if you ever draw her anything she will keep every drawing

She’ll also make silly request that she doesn’t actually expect you to do but once you do them you manage to get this girl all emotional 🥲

She’d subtly encourage tenn to hang out with you more as you two are the only one who can draw at Ericsson’s lmao

Mitch

He thinks you and your drawings are sick!

He will also “jokingly” request that you draw him as some big badass dude on a motorcycle holding up a grenade with flames in the background

However if you do it you have this man actually bouncing his leg with excitement and giving you a compliment or two 🤫

That is going up on his wall along with any other drawings you’ve done

When your drawing, him and Willy will leave you be if you want to be alone

However they will come up to you a lot because they’re nosy and want to see what your up too lmao

Marlon

He thinks your talent is totally cool!

He will also proudly display any of your drawing all over his office and the school

He will try to encourage you to show off your talent more!

And he is your No1 hype man fr fr!

Also if you can draw animals, and you draw a picture of Rosie you know this man is gonna start tearing up

Louis

He will constantly hype you up!

He will boast about any drawing you did of him too

“Guess who was (names) lates model? Spoiler! It was me, I was (names) lates model.:)”

He will also make lots of silly requests that he never expects you do actually do

but if you do do them he’s jumping up n down like a mad man

He will also get you to draw him and his dream house (plus everyone in his “future band” lmao)

Your know ‘the head of any future music covers’

Tenn

Little dude is so exited that there’s another person who can draw!

You two always trade tips, drawing, and you always do silly drawing challenges together

He’s also always open to polite criticism and is definitely always willing to take a few drawing lessons from you

Everyone considers you the artist of the school and rightfully so

He will also look up to you and admire your work like a lot a lot!

Willy

He thought it was super awesome!

And little dude also wants some super cool drawing of him

Maybe even as a superhero or a swashbuckling pirate!

He will brag about all the drawings you’ve done of him lmao

He’s never been good at drawing since it was never his thing

However he’s always down to sit with you and do some silly doodles next to you

Aasim

He really respects your talent!

Sometimes he likes to sit next to you while you draw!

He wont say much but that’s because he’s to busy watching you lmao

He’s never really been one to draw but he totally wants to know how you learned and how you got that good!

He finds it very oddly satisfying to watch you draw

Omar

He really respects your talent too!

He thinks it’s very cool and low-key wants you to teach him a few things lmao

He also loves watching you draw its very calming!

He won’t make any requests but if you did draw him something, the dudes tearing up lmao

Ruby

She loves it when you draw

It’s all a sense of normality to her yk!

Whenever she sees you drawing she’ll just leave you too it but when your done she’s begging you to take a look lmao

And you should already know that she will always compliment you and your work lmao

“Wow (name) your gonna be the next da vinchi!”

Your art style is probably nothing like his but you get the idea lmao

Also I feel like she wouldn’t follow art anyway and she just said any famous artist she could think off

Brody

She really appreciate your skill!

She also finds it super relaxing to watch you draw

She’d never pressure you to draw anything or to show your drawings too her

However if you do this girl will feel so honoured

She’s never really been into drawing she would do small amateurish doodles now and again

She’d sit and draw next to you sometimes, if you where ok with that :)

#twdg #twdg x reader #the walking dead game #twdg mitch #twdg louis #twdg marlon #twdg omar #twdg ruby #twdg violet #twdg aasim #twdg tenn #twdg willy

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hoshi-y · 1 year

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Always Forever

Genre : Fluff

Characters : Yugi Amane, Yugi Tsukasa

TW : none

A/N : Happy burthday to my most favorite twin boys in the world, Man to think I'd finally be able to like celebrate their birthday, cause I still remember back then before they released their birthday I would always debunk when it was HAHA

Again, Happy Birthday to these two, they have helped me alot during my worst love them 💗

I hope you enjoy 💗

You and Me [★]

Today was the day

It was the twins birthday!

they had this HUUGGEE Birthday bash at a fancy restaurant

Not too fancy tho, like the outdoor fancy restaurants one

While celebrating, you took Tsukasa aside to have him open up your seperate gift for him

You got one for his twin too dont worry, dont come at me

He has ALWAYS wanted this controller set he saw off of Insta

He said that it was limited edition, thats why its expensive

You took a painfully large amount out of your savings and allowance to get him this

and for the first time, he doesn't have his excited and hyper expression

he had a more, shocked look

He knew how expensive these were

and he actually felt bad

"Surprise! I know how much you wanted these.. So I saved up and got it for you! Do you like it?" You were really excited to see his reaction

but nothing came out of his mouth

Oh no.. Did he not like your gift? But he would always talk about it to you..

"Tsu.. Are you alright? Do you.. not like the gift?" He finally snapped back to reality and held the box close to him "[F/N].. these are really expensive and I feel bad having you buy these for me.. And like? I LOVE it.. Thank you so much.." He brought you into a big and warm hug

After the celebration, the parents still wanted to have coffee with everyone so they went back to their house

But you and Tsukasa? You two were having fun in his room playing video games with the controllers you got him for his birthday..

Always Forever [★]

You were invited to the Twins birthday to this amazing beach resort!

I mean you needed to go it was your boyfriend and his brothers birthday

and when theres a pool in the picture man you just HAD to go

You prayed to heaven that Amane would like the gift you bought for him

buy according to him he'd take anything you give him

but that didn't stop you

do you wanna know what you got him?

no way, jk you're the reader you need to know

You got him this Moon Lamp, it was a bit pricey but you bought it anyways

You also got him these bluetooth headphones he had been eyeing for awhile now!

RIP wallet

You got him two seperate gifts, one with the genuine one and one where he had to open infront of everyone

you wanted to see his reaction up close

So with the seperate one you got him plushie

I know a little boring but hey in your defense it was also a little pricey

Again RIP money

So when that was over, while everyone was busy doing their own thing

you pulled Amane away from the crowd and gave your actual gift to him ❤️

You looked around, none of his and your parents are around

"Hey, what did you wanna talk about love? that needed to be this large of a distance with everyone? Ohh~ you wanted a some alone time with the birthday boy huh?~" He leaned closer but your excitement made you a little bold

"That yes, I did wanted some alone time with you" Ah, a standing cherry

You giggled "Amanee~ I want to give you something" He raised his eyebrow "Another surprise? Is it another plushie so it can have a partner? If so I'm naming it [F/N]"

"No you dork—" You went and grab his gift to him behind a rock and walked back to him "Happy Birthday Amane, open it up" You carefully handed him his gift and he was shocked

Amane slowly unwrapped his gift and it almost made him tear up

And you had all of that on camera lmao

"Love.. how'd you know?" He took out the box of the Moon Lamp in it

"Well.. I always see you so late at night sitting at your window looking at the moon.. So.. here you go, So you don't have to sit out in the cold you dummy you might get a cold" You flicked his forehead and he laughed

"You also got me those headphones that I wanted.. Love how much money did you spend on these?.."

"Not telling you"

He chuckled and set the two items back into the box and gave you a big hug

"I love it.. So much, Thank you [F/N] I'll make sure to take good care of it" You looked back at him, he had little tears on his eyes

"Oh.. Amane.."

"I'm sorry I'm just really happy with what you got me, It surprised me" He chuckled

"Sooooooo can I have that plushie back?"

"Not a chance it smells like you I'm keeping it"

"Eehhh??" He laughed

so precious 😞😞 happy birthday my loves

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shoujo hanako kun #tbhk x reader #jshk #hanako kun #tbhk #tbhk hanako #yugi amane #tbhk amane #amane x reader #jshk tsukasa #yugi tsukasa #tbhk tsukasa #tsukasa x reader #tsukasa yugi

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slicesofapple · 1 year

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Headcanons Timeeee

I can't stop thinking about your last fic, and about Tooru/Tobio/Tsumu/Toshi (yes i love this 4T thing!!!!)

Do you have any random headcanons you want to share with us?

How dud they start dating? Do their family/friends get along with theuir partners? Who cooks? Who drive? Who is the most and less romantic?

Or any other thing you have in mind!!!❤️❤️

OK, so, first of all, by asking these questions, you are now obligated to tell me what *you* think the answers are, lol!

And, let me see, I am wholly unprepared for this level of detail. But, off the cuff, I'd have to say, I think (and, yes, I love the 4T thing, too, which I also hadn't realized before I actually wrote out the names, lmao), I think that it all comes from OIkawa, he's the spider at the center of the web (or maybe the glue?). They've all been sucked in (despite themselves) by his (equal parts) magnetism/idiocy/ artistry on the court/ ridiculousness, and of course, his smell (which i haven't worked out yet - any ideas?). but how it actually happened, and in what order... hmmm

oh man, my brain is shuttng down. each of those questions is like its own fic. i don't know that i can even start to compute any of it. but i'd have to say for some reason i think wakatoshi and tobio cook (maybe the rice thing) and in my mind atsumu is, weirdly enough, the most romantic (although i think tobio shocks the others every once in awhile by doing something wholly and unexpectedly romantic out of the blue that takes everyone else's breath away.)

damn, i think that's pretty good for a first pass, isn't it?

ok, so now i need your input.

#@bennyhawk your mind!!!!#ushijima x oikawa x kageyama x atsumu #omegaverse #omega oikawa #alpha kageyama #alpha atsumu #alpha ushijima #polyamory #haikyuu!!

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aroacesigma · 7 months

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ok anyway izuleo. there is so much to go thru here. pls be aware that i am looping fineknights starlight parade rn so im like 500x more insane. this is so much lore bear with me

okay so. leo and izumi met a bit before the war when leo just kinda. burst into a classroom izumi was practicing in and was like "ur singing sucks lmao" and izumi was like "what the hell" and then they got in a small scuffle or some shit and then leo basically just didn't leave izumi alone and called izumi his muse and composed a bunch of songs for him so they're besties.

so like. izuleo are just kinda chilling. and then the old leader of the mega-unit.... Othello? or Backgammon? I think it was called at the time? has smth happen and can't be the leader anymore (it's heavily implied that Eichi was why the previous leader stepped down) so Leo is left to fill in the slot and he becomes the new leader and renames the unit back to its og name before the name changes to Othello and Backgammon - Chess. but most of the people in the unit (bc at this time units were GIANT and encompassed like hundreds of students) didn't actually care abt being idols and were just kinda in the unit for the sake of the name they could ride off of that looks good on their resumes and shit. Eichi did not like that. so eichi does his eichi things and pulls strings with the student council (thanks keito) and makes it so units cannot be bigger than 5 people and can't really be smaller than 2 due to prohibitive costs and whatnot. (madara is an exception. they let him stay a solo unit bc it kept him out of everyone's hair) so. the mega-units splinter!

Leo and Izumi go to form their own unit out of the splinter units and Leo originally suggests them being named Knight, but Izumi tells him that that name was already taken, and suggests Knights instead. (yes. izumi named their unit.) and so ! Knights is born ! Izumi and Leo are the only real members at this time so they go. recruit people i guess idk. Arashi gets roped in despite not actually caring abt idol-ing at the time and i think Ritsu just kinda comes along bc it's the easiest course of action? idk man it's been so long since i read Checkmate. ANYWAY.

Eichi uses this early Knights to destroy units he sees as threats and to test the DreamLive system (which is the current system operating in Enstars for lives and shit. i cannot explain it) or maybe it's DreamFes? idk. one of the two. anyway. at one point Leo goes to a bunch of the other splinter units and asks if they had to choose between never using his music again (leo is a genius composer btw and is largely attributed to being a reason knights is so popular) and being his friend; or using his music. Every single person he goes to chooses his music over him. Strike one on the Leo Downfall Arc! ALSO ENGSTARS RETCONS THIS. DON'T TRUST THEM. In Engstars Izumi says that Leo once asked him that question too, but that's a fucken LIE Izumi was never asked to choose between Leo and his music bc his choice was always Leo and Leo KNEW that.

The two are disgustingly codependent at this point btw. so like. Leo uses his music to destroy these splinter units of the mega units and everyone Eichi considers a threat and this does. A LOT to his mental state. He's kind of disgustingly codependent with Izumi to the point where he basically tells Izumi that he'll do anything Izumi asks of him and that all he wants is for Izumi to smile (and praise him i think?) bc like. at this point Izumi has gotten super harsh on Leo and like. Izumi is normally prickly but this is way worse. Strike Two on the Leo Downfall Arc!

Sometime after this (I do not know exactly when. again. been awhile) Leo realizes what he's done and the fact that he's stepped on so many people and that his music is little more than a weapon and just fucking. breaks. he becomes a shut-in and basically disappears from Yumenosaki. Izumi visits him a few times - most notably in the short story Lionheart where he visits and Ruka (leo's younger sister) ends up crying and begging Izumi to help Leo, which leads to Leo coming out of his room (and Izumi describes him as being super gaunt and barely able to stand) and tells Izumi off for making Ruka cry. (he didn't make ruka cry btw she's just really worried abt her brother) After that Izumi leaves the house and goes and sits on the beach and is all emo while listening to the MP3 player full of music Leo's made for him. one of the tracks is just a recording of their first meeting too and izumi does not have a good time listening to that. I think at the end of Lionheart Izumi promises to keep fighting in Leo's name until he's strong enough.

Anyway. While Leo's a shut-in he basically stops composing entirely bc he stops hearing music in his head and thinks everything he composes is worthless which leads to him hurting himself (i still hc that he has scars on his hands from biting himself and izumi always gets a little sad when he sees them) which eventually leads to Madara taking Leo to travel the world so he can get his groove back. This is during IzuLeo's second year i think. The war was during their first year i think. timeline is fuzzy ngl. So Leo is basically missing for the entirety of his second year. Knights at that time is Izumi, Ritsu, and Arashi with Leo missing. Leo was their leader (dubbed "ousama" (king) - also the name of my leo fictive. unrelated.) but he's just kinda. gone. so I think during this time Knights just stops performing and slips out of the limelight. Mama and Leo's World Tour happens, which is also kinda sad bc once Leo comes back and is asked abt it he says he was "abducted by aliens" and doesn't remember it. Also when Leo comes back he doesn't go straight back to Yumenosaki, he remains away from Knights and everyone for awhile. Madara is able to coax Leo into performing with him during the story Concerto and that's where Leo finally decides to go back to the stage with his Knights. except oopsie ! all judgement !

So. Leo goes back to Yumenosaki. By jumping in through a window. He does that a lot in the early stories btw idk if he knows what a door is /j BUT. I digress. So he meets Tsukasa at that point and i feel like just kinda brushes him off? and challenges Knights to a duel ! Judgement ! Where he claims that if Knights cannot defeat him then Knights doesn't deserve to exist anymore bc they've grown too weak in his absence. So Izumi is like "Leo-kun what the fuck" and Leo is just like ":3" and peaces out thru the window. Knights are unsurprisingly like "wtf are we meant to do we don't have Leo's songs" and Leo goes and gets his little temporary unit Knights Killers up and running with Eichi, Kuro, and Nazuna. eichi bc they're kinda friends despite everything that happened (and also leo knows that he's strong), and kuro and nazuna bc they're literally the closest people. good work leokun. So ! Knights Killers and Knights go to battle ! Knights begins losing bc Leo can compose on the spot and Eichi is noted to be a powerhouse, and with Leo and Eichi together they're basically unstoppable. During that story we also get this really soft moment of Ritsu (who's Knights strategist) apologizing to... Tsukasa? I think? maybe Izumi? for his strategies not being enough. but as Knights Killers wins, Leo has an "oh shit" moment and realizes that he can't just do whatever the hell he wants with Knights, bc Knights also belongs to the others :3 so Leo is like "yeah no we're not dissolving Knights" and rejoins as their ousama ! (also Knights Killers has a song called Crush of Judgement and its a BANGER go listen to it)

at this point Izumi and Leo have a very kinda. tense? relationship? they're not as disgustingly codependent anyhow. they're kinda distant. but they work on repairing their relationship over time ! izumi is less harsh on Leo and keeps a pretty close eye on him actually (they live together in Italy !) as a sort of way of making up for everything he did. and leo's just a silly goofy guy but is still a little haunted by his past. but the two are working on it.

anyway once they graduate and tsukasa becomes the new ousama, izumi goes to live in italy for. modelling things? i think? i don't really know tbh. and leo goes with bc where izumi goes leo follows and vice versa in most cases. sometime in the modern !! timeline leo is like. doing stuff for GFK (gatekeeper? godfather? idk. one of those dudes. don't ask me abt them i don't get it) and overworking himself and izumi is like "leokun PLEASE" and takes over his scheduling so he doesn't keep working himself to the bone. also leo does like a requiem or something? to see if kasa is worthy of being the leader? or something? gonna be real i do not really remember that story much.

so yeah izuleo were disgustingly codependent and now are more normal and also got gay married in florence. they told me themselves.

theyre absolutely sickening (/pos) i LOVE that omfg . congratulations to them on their italy wedding i fully believe you im sure thats canon . also feeling very sorry for this leo guy i want to hug him . also i listened to that song while reading this and its an absolute banger

#asks #seknots-izumimir #enstars

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asexual-spongebob · 4 months

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chapter 11 - Peso and Shellington and the sleepover Notes:

All I’m gonna say is that I have a feeling this chapter is going to be short (edit: it is, but that’s fine) Oh and um… *insert that emotional h2o piano music here* ALSO YAY SLEEPOVER!!! enjoy some hurt/comfort shellso shit also I am so sorry abt Shellie singing weezer. I’ve been listening to a lot of weezer lately lmao. and I thought it was funny. ALSO WOOO FIRST UPDATE OF 2024 Ik I’ve said this many times but chapter 12 is complete and will be posted soon (maybe later today or tomorrow) I’m very excited to share it. also sorry for any spelling mistakes or anything.

Shellington, Kwazii and Peso had went shopping for souvenirs in a small coastal Irish town

A boat speed by, slashing them.

He had been splashed!

Shellington froze, he knew that it was too late to think “please no tail” so he opted to dive into the water instead.

“Oh that water looks quite nice!” Shellington remarked awkwardly, diving into the water below, disappearing into its deep blue depths, people staring at him.

“Shellington!?” Kwazii and Peso called from above the deck.

Shellington swam back up from the surface, “here’s a towel. Matey.” Kwazii meowed, handing a clean towel to Shellington

Shellington, Kwazii and Peso were sitting at the dock, waiting for Captain Barnacles and Dashi to pick them up, Shellington looked pathetic and drenched in his towel.

Colours of the world Spice up your life Every boy and every girl Spice up your life People of the world

Spice up your life Aah .

Kwazii pulled out his indestructible Nokia phone from his pocket, with a look of embarrassment on his face, Shellington was wheezing, along with Peso

“Why is your ringtone a spice girls song” Shellington snorted “I HAVE A SPICE GIRLS HYPERFIXATION OKAY?!” Kwazii shouted in a unhinged manner “hey no need to yell…” Peso mumbled.

“Hey Kwazii we’re on the our way, we’ll be there soon!” Dashi smiled “great!” Kwazii replied

“So what did you get?” Peso said, turning to face Shellington “chocolate” Shellington smirked, handing one of the small chocolates to Peso and Kwazii.

•••

Today was the last day The Octonauts would be in Ireland for awhile

“I’m gonna miss this place…” Shellington breathed as he glanced out the window of his lab, all of the memories rushing back.

What the hell?!

You know those strange caves I visited… well something strange happened to me.. just splash me…”

You’re a fish????

yeah… those caves were really weird…. they uh- turned me into a fish..

Kwazii?! you followed me?!

I just wanted to make sure you were safe matey! I didn’t know where you were going! I thought you were sleep walking!

What happened??

The moon um… basically possessed you and you got really upset… oh and you got really mad at Kwazii.. and everyone found out…

who goes there!

hi Kwazii… can we talk…

Yeah sure me hearty

So what is it?

remember when I got really mad last night…

yeah matey. I know you didn’t mean it. Trust me.

Over here!

remember when I went to those strange sea caves?

yeah?

well um.. I went during a full moon and well.. The pool started bubbling and I became a merman..

Shellington stared out the window in silence, gathering his thoughts, a sad expression on his face, Peso had quietly came in the room, he couldn’t help but notice how quiet it was, and the over all sad atmosphere.

Sure, Shellington was quiet, especially while doing his research. But this felt off… dare I say eerie.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Peso said softly, placing a comforting flipper on Shellington’s back, breaking the silence. “Nothing..!” Shellington lied, flinching, not wanting to worry Peso.

“Okay… I suppose it is something..” Shellington admitted “Im kind of sad I guess…” Shellington sighed “why?” Peso pressed, “because we’re leaving…” Shellington said so quietly it was almost a whisper

“It’s okay! I bet we’ll come back here someday!” Peso assured “thanks Peso.. Shellington replied, feeling slightly better now.

“Maybe we should throw a sleepover?” Peso proposed “Oh yeah!” Shellington agreed “after I take a bath we can!” Shellington added, grabbing a towel and walking to the bathroom.

“AND I DON’T WANNA BE AN OLD MAN ANYMORE ITS BEEN A YEAR OR TWO SINCE I WAS OUT ON THE FLOOR SHAKING BOOTY MAKING SWEET LOVE EVERY NIGHT!!!” Shellington’s horrendous singing boomed from the bathroom, Tweak walked by the bathroom door questioning her life decisions.

•••

Shellington grabbed the popcorn and candy and lied some blankets and pillows down on the floor in the game pod.

“Hey we’re throwing a sleepover, wanna join?” Peso asked Dashi, “oh sure!” Dashi smiled. Later on, Dashi was painting Kwazii’s claws and putting a face mask on him as they watched Tweak sing some karaoke with Kwazii’s karaoke machine, making Dashi blush.

Captain Barnacles was watching a movie, Shellington held Peso in his paws and was licking his face “thanks Peso” Shellington purred affectionately as he munched on some popcorn “¡De nada, Shellington!” Peso chirped.

#kitty giggles #octonauts #shellington #the waves that lap the shore au #peso x shellington #octonauts fanfic #shellington x peso #peso octonauts

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rustyvanburace · 11 months

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Honestly, in order for IssaNava to work, I think they’d need to confront the classism they were born into like Jonathan and Walter do.

Issachar had to deal with the fact he was doomed to be a casualry forever and would never achieve his dreams or anything above his station. Meanwhile Navarre was pretty much content to be a luxuror forever and his life started going downhill after becoming a samurai. It can be healthy BUT the jealousy and Navarre’s classism could very much get in the way if they don’t work it out.

Oh absolutely and of course! This is what I am referring to whenever I say that IssaNava has to be approached with a lot of delicate care and respect to their characters. It's not simply enough to just pair them together and hope it works out as-is, when Issachar is particularly un-privileged and Navarre is quite…haughty about his high status, to put it lightly.

There is more to it than just that though. As my preferred AU is Demon Issachar x Sidequest Navarre (when he has been stripped of his home and status and is literally being hunted down by both Samurai and angels), I also have to consider the angle of Issachar being a demon and Navarre suffering from PTSD. They're arguably in a much harder position than Jonathan and Walter.

…Laying that all out there, this probably doesn't shine IssaNava in a very good light, lmao. But that's okay actually. This ship's dynamics are understandably not for everyone and I'm well aware of the inequalities and struggles between these two that would have to be confronted. And in actuality, it is precisely that challenge and its story potential that excites me most about this ship's possibility. Thinking about how they would challenge each other's preconceptions and flaws; finding common ground and the good in each other; learning to gradually overcome those odds through mutual respect and encouragement; uplifting each other with their own strengths; and becoming friends first and foremost. Both Issachar (yes even he) and Navarre are imperfect and messy, and so would their relationship; but it's exactly that that makes them so human and nuanced.

It's why I honestly prefer the Demon Issachar x Sidequest Navarre AU, because both of them have had substantial development in their character arcs (as substantial as a minor character can get) and -- especially in Navarre's case -- closer to equal footing. Not that I don't think a Samurai AU couldn't work either with a lot of careful effort, but just that I feel this AU works best for them. As cute and even silly as it is to just draw/write IssaNava being all lovey-dovey (and I don't tire of that because it brings me a lot of comfort), that alone is not enough.

So if your ask came from a place of concern, I hear you Anon. Know that I am aware of these challenges and I do earnestly want to treat this ship with every care and respect they both deserve. It's partly why I want to closely analyze these two and why, honestly, it'll take me awhile yet before I can write them in earnest. Because I really do want to treat this with respect. Maybe I could start with dabbles or even comics that approach some of these for the time being, just to sink my toes in before doing anything larger.

#That was quite long but I really just wanted to explain to try and get my thoughts across #This ship faces a lot of obstacles but I still love it all the same #I realize that it'd be better to demonstrate in practice rather than trying to explain so maybe writing dabbles wouldn't be a bad idea #issanava #Rusty Answers

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askchimeknight · 9 months

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Happy Munday! Hope you're doing well today. I wanted to ask about your creative process! What do you do to work on your blog? Do you listen to music, podcasts, essays, ASMR, something else or nothing at all? Do you work with an outline or does everything live rent free in your head? Anything else you wanna share about how you go about your blog?

Happy munday to you as well! :D

So when I'm doing the sketches, etc, I def listen to music a lot. I listen to a lot of videogame music (okami, ScVi, SwSh, amongst others) and anime bgm music (a particular favorite is from Mushi-shi which is a great series btw). I don't use Spotify or anything, its just whatever I have downloaded already and copied to my phone and itouch (that's an oldie, does anyone else even know what those are? Lmao)

During the lineart phase, I sometimes watch anime during. I do all the lineart and screentoning on my phone, so it'll usually be a split screen with the top half video, bottom half Medibang paint. (Yup, typically everything but the sketches are done on my phone!)

Re: the story, it's mostly that I have key points in my head that I know I want to get to (ex the current being about the manaphy(?) egg ) and then fill in the gaps. I find that I lose interest if i try plotting it all out ahead of time, so I've been trying to plan like one current "arc" at a time.

I do have an endgame planned, like I know where I want the end of the story to go, but it'll be awhile before we get there. Chime has a lot to learn, especially when it comes to dealing with his biological family (who will def be showing up in the future) and former clan.

There are no humans in this universe, so the kinds of conflict that occur, while similar to how humanity can be, are also rather different. There are still biases, and stigma towards disabilities (such as what Chime has and will encounter).

I just hope everyone enjoys the ride XD I'd definitely love to have more interactions with other blogs in the future, anyone is welcome to do so!

Thank you so much for the ask! :D

#munday #asks answered

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orbdotexe · 9 months

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Hiya Hiya! I love all your Young Wolf AUs, but I do think my favorite is the Exiled Young Wolf/Reverse Forsaken AU! If possible could you share more of Young Wolf with Osiris and Saint? I love the protoge/mentor thing you gave YW and Osiris, and I love the old gay bird man! Would love to see more of your thoughts on the birdie beans.

Hello! Glad to see another YW and Old Bird Men enjoyer lmao (Exile is also my favorite. obviously.)

I'll admit, I'm still not sure on a lot of things Osiris (and especially Saint) related. But there are a couple of things!

Since I subscribe to the idea that the only reason the Sundial worked was because of the Paradox, Wolf had to be the one Osiris reached out to (because even though Crow had taken up their mantle by this point, he wasn't apart of the paradox). Which means Osiris either didn't believe everyone else, needs them and accepted the dangers of asking for their help, or he slowly comes around to them being innocent over time.

I like him giving them a chance, both because he needs their help and because they were his student, and him slowly believing them to be innocent. We'll see tho

Saint's stance on YW, I think, will be that he's willing to give them a chance. He spent Traveler knows how long looking to them as his Savior, and they saved his life twice (and many more through his belief in them). They made a mistake, perhaps someone had forced their hand.

Saint doesn't know, but they gave him a second chance, and his beloved trusts them. (Until Splicer, perhaps? I have had an evil thought, and will need to let it stew for awhile first)

(and since Wolf was the one chasing Saint, they have, again, seen their Grave. Still not sure about what I'm gonna do with the speech. Maybe there isn't one in this. I might elaborate on this in another post lmao)

On "Osiris" in Splicer, we've talked some about Cayde's messages. In the one addressed to Wolf, he talks about if they had been the one to kill him. Wolf doesn't know Cayde's still alive yet.

And since "Osiris" has been slowly pushing them away and ghosting them, they get freaked out about if Osiris found the message before them. What if he knows that Cayde thought they'd kill him? What if Osiris is afraid of them now, like everyone else?

I think we proposed Savathun being either the one to send it to them, or leave the message somewhere around for Wolf to find. So even bigger oof.

Which, I think, turns Lightfall into Osiris and Wolf bonding time! If panicked! He's trying to prove that he can be trusted, and trying to repair his bond with Wolf.

And also Crow is there. Wolf and Crow get to train using Strand! its Big Bonding Time.

I... would talk more about Saint. I would love to. But I really don't have much on him rn. Someone scream at me about him please?

#sorry this took me a day #my brain just wasn't computing when i got this ask lol #The Forsaken Exile #orb rambles

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pangtasias-atelier · 10 months

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Hey! Hope you're doing well. Is there anything you're hoping they change or keep the same if they remake FE4?

Omg hi, it's been awhile lmao. This got long as hell so readmore will save y'all from having to read all this

And god, there's like so much with FE4 that like, both parts need a desperate re-haul but then changing everything also just fundamentally changes the experience of the game, cause like FE4 is definitely an experience. And like even before awakening and every other game copied Gaiden's style, I always felt like FE4 was more of the black sheep of the games compared to FE2 lol.

But anyways, without story spoilers, like just change the incest thing I'm fucking begging assnbdnjs. Like, I understand that the situation of the two's mother has to do with the story's like kinda obsession with doomed love and whatnot, but like it's so far in the background and they could easily change it so they're distant relatives or even completely unrelated or anything. Cause like I do very much enjoy the whole drama and angst of it all but god, no more incest I'm begging.

And that plus like fleshing out the church would be so nice instead of everyone just being like the evilest, most insane fuckers in the world lmao.

Also supports or something cause I know there are way too many pairings. The saddest part of FE11 is no supports and limited supports in FE12&15

And for gameplay, actually make maps more filled with enemies. There are way too many spots in each map where you're either backtracking with few or no enemies and if there are some, the composition is very simple with no variety. But keep maps big as fuck, the sizes alone help convey the sheer scope of the fight even if its a bit tedious at times.

Also, fucking fix weapons. higher grade weapons should be better, but not like better in every way lol. And physical weapons + magic should be re-hauled so that swords and wind aren't the best in every way to their peers. And 1 more mov to infantry classes so they're not completely left behind or change canto to engage canter but then that involves changing certain time sensitive side objectives.

But keep everything the same besides like MAYBE changing doubling and make it so pursuit just makes it easier to double or something idk. Cause gen2 feels like just getting pursuit on as much babies as you can lol. Also, PLEASE make rescue in gen1 not locked behind Edain/Azelle or Edain/Claud I'm begging.

But like, I honestly would be fine with an FE4 that really recieves almost no touching to its plot if none at all. Cause it holds a really special spot in my heart even if I kind of hate playing it ashsjn. Also I need to write more fat bitches from the game and just say fuck chapter 5, it doesn't exist, therefore it can't hurt me

#asks #this got really long oopsie #sorry that yall have to see all this nonsense

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nopeferatu · 2 years

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awhile back someone in the brokeback tags was complaining abt people being upset at ennis' threats of violence against jack, saying that ennis didn't actually threaten to harm jack, but that when he said "what i dont know, all them things i dont know could get you killed if i come to know them" after finding out that jack had gone to mexico to hire male prostitutes was instead meant to be taken as a warning that jack's wreckless promiscuity would end up getting him found out by others and killed

and i just. like. can't agree at all, lmao. like yeah theres something to be said about ennis warning jack against looking for sex with men elsewhere, but the literal next few lines after ennis spits that at jack is jack responding with this:

"You count the damn few times we have been together in nearly twenty years, and you measure the short fuckin' leash you keep me on and then you ask me about Mexico, and you tell me you'll kill me for needin' somethin' that I don't hardly never get."

The whole point of the post was that people need to stop being so judgemental towards ennis' character and whatnot and like, i can definitely agree with that bc i have noticed a fair amount of people say that they can't get into the movie bc they find it very hard to empathize w ennis' character, but their justification for "leaving ennis alone" was that "ennis wasn't abusive or violent towards jack" and like. to me thats trying to purify a character who was purposely written to be "morally gray". also known as a messy ass realistic human being, lol

like. ennis is a violent character. he responds to multiple high emotion situations, both in the short story and in the screenplay, with violence, and jack is on the recieving end of that violence like. at LEAST twice. so like, you can't really argue that ennis didn't threaten to kill jack out of jealousy after learning that jack had been sleeping with other men, nor can you argue that this behavior isn't a little abusive or at the least motivated by a violent streak that we're already well aware that he has.

to me, his violent streak is part of the tragedy—its commentary on how rural men born in toxically masculine households are raised to repress their emotions so much that the only socially valid way of expressing them is through violence, and how much of a bad thing that social convention is is, not just for everyone around them but for the men themselves, too.

ennis is a really sad character. he makes a lot of bad decisions (decisions that the story doesn't actually condone, btw), but the story forces you to think deeply about those decisions and question them. particularly, it wants you to question what worldview these decisions are born from, and why he felt as though they were the only options he had. and once you've done that, then you just can't help but feel even worse for him in the end. its like a self fulfilling prophecy of grief. you can't let him off the hook, but you understand why he is the way he is, and why his life ended up being so sad.

idk. i just think its such a disservice to whitewash a character as interesting as ennis. like i think that more people definitely need to be more empathetic towards him as a character, especially if they really want to understand all the things that this story is commenting on, but i dont think you have to reinterpret him as something he's not (i.e.: nonviolent) in order to do that

#idk. let ennis be violent #i knowww we all want our precious gays to be morally pure and perfect and never cause any harm cause we dont want bad representation #or w/e #but like. storytelling is so much more compelling when we allow characters to be messy and not make the best choices and take the cleanest #course of action all the time #making ennis out to be nonviolent takes out like half of what makes him such an interesting character #especially with regards to jack. like. the whole reason why a lot of their more intimate interactions have a bit of a violent edge in them #is bc its commenting on the socially acceptable ways in which men are typically allowed to show affection w one another #like straight male society needs excuses in order for men to have physical contact w one another and so rough housing and fighting are the #only ways men are able to be physically close w other guys typically #like theres a whole cinematic language that revolves around a fight between two men having homoerotic undertones in it for a reason lol #anyways another long ass post but idk. like i do get mad when i see people try and purify these characters. it happens in fic and it also #happens in analysis posts too i guess #still brokeback posting

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partvpoisxn · 1 year

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salutes. v much ooc/for the admin, but since I’m simply foaming at the mouth and twtrp terrifies me, how open is the tumblr kjrp community to ppl joining it in your opinion? (asking simply bc you pop up quite a bit in the tag & seem moderately approachable w/ my crippling social anxiety /hj)

I literally don’t know a soul who rps on tumblr so here goes my need to ask a stranger. also like if this is annoying and uncomfortable for you, feel free to toss out the ask or just answer w/ a ‘no thank you’ or something like that!

ooc//

you are very sweet, thank you for sending me this!

i’m my personal opinion, most of us are super open to new people joining! there’s a few different circles amongst the kjrp’ers, but i think mine is the most active nowadays?

most of us are open to rping with newcomers, and as long as you’re respectful of everyone’s rules and you’re not a dick, you’re more than welcome here!

its important to note that, at least with my circle, we’ve been doing this for awhile, i joined almost three years ago and the others had been doing it long before i had!

your best bet is to create a character, make a base character with a personality and their story of becoming/being a killjoy, and either asking the others if they wanna rp with you, or you’re free to respond to anything i post, as long as it’s open. (for example, i don’t always specify, but if you see only me and someone else responding to something, it’s probably closed)

i wish you luck out here, mostly everyone i’ve met is super kind and more than willing to welcome you! just ask questions if you’re unsure, and make sure to read peoples pinned posts. for example, @isaac-seelenfreundd has very specific warnings about him in his pinned post!

i’m gonna tag some of my friends here in this post, look for them to respond saying that they’re open to new people!

also, please give me your UN so i can follow you, if you’re comfortable with that!

@valvelocity

@phant0mspades (also) @cybershadow

@fungh0ulsteinxox

@kobrakidmustdie

@lithiumghostkilljoy

@heliumblaze (also) @this-aint-a-party-poison

@solarflare-kjrp

isaac as tagged above

and anyone else who i rp with! so many usernames is hard to remember lmao

have fun! and feel free to send me starters!!

#ooc #asks #danger days rp

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May the hymn of the [Angels] sing thee to thy rest

Lmao of course Imma write something inspired by the Spamton Sweepstakes live stream! It’s fuckin analog lookin horror ass is the prime material for me considering I wrote a cryptid themed Sneo a year or so ago

so now its finally time to give just normal Spamton the same treatment, its not uh gonna be FULLY canon compliant with the actual stream btw- I tweaked it like SO much to fit with what I was writing-

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TWs: Violence, Blood, Gore, Death, Strangulation, Unreality (just in case), and Vomiting (if I missed a tw please let me know so I can go back and retag, I always try to tag my shit to the best of my ability but sometimes I miss one so please don’t be afraid to tell me!

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You looked up at the abandoned building that stood tall, you made sure to capture the sight with your camera, it wasn’t the tallest building you’d ever seen of course but it was still a pretty good size, there was a tense aura surrounding the place or so you could feel anyways… You decided to tell the camera your name and a bit about yourself before explaining what you were doing out here “See… I’ve been planning this for awhile now, after that stream… That… Weird stream that got leaked out, I wanted to investigate this place!” Yep! You continued explaining to the camera what you were doing here and why, you had planned this for a long time now.

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Ever since that weird live stream had leaked out, it was originally on one of those weird dark web sites but someone had managed to spread it to the rest of the internet and then everyone had started talking about it, you remember watching it and at first you saw nothing really wrong with it, sure it was a bit strange but then you started noticing the sheer creepiness of things. You started noticing something was wrong, this wasn’t just someone selling bootleg merch or anything like that, you noticed at some points during the stream the dude who called himself…

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Spamton A Spamton or something like that but that man, he looked not only unsettling himself but he seemed deeply unsettled by something as he kept glancing to the sides, he must’ve been looking at something that wasn’t on camera.

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Not only that, but you swore you heard another voice in the background, it was someone just whispering things, you never caught what they were saying but anytime that individual spoke you noticed ‘A’ flinch but he seemed to be following along with what the voice was telling him as his attitude changed entirely, you could tell he was trying extremely hard to push down any fear and anxiety he seemed to be experiencing in favor of selling those weird products. You also took notice throughout the stream as it progressed that ‘A’ seemed to be getting sicker, he was coughing and making some rather grotesque sounds, almost like he wanted to vomit.

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At one point you noticed ‘A’ beginning to look desperate and you swore he even mouthed ‘help me’ to the camera before suddenly snapping back to a chipper attitude to continue selling those weird ass products. ‘A’ honestly just looked like he was sick and in pain at one point but he was still trying to push it down and hide it, honestly the entire thing made your head spin as you tried to figure out just what was going on…

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You saw some phone numbers pop up through the static and then a missing poster that looked an awful lot like Spamton A but without the weird face paint of course, of course you couldn’t forget Spamton B …Yeah, he seemed actually genuinely chipper and excited at first but you did notice him at some point break character and look directly into the camera, he blinked a few times and at first you didn’t quite get it.

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But then it hit you… And you felt a pit in your stomach when you realized why he was blinking so weirdly, it was morse code and not only that, he much like Spam A was calling out for help, he was blinking an SOS and he looked very desperate before suddenly looking over to the side.

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You noticed his eyes widening and he looked scared before things cut to static, acting like it was almost going to commercial, which you didn’t understand considering it had been a live stream and not… Not a shopping network on TV but either way that was the LEAST of the worries, the next time ‘B’ was shown he was grinning but it looked forced, way too forced… Could a human even grin that wide without ripping something? You remembered leaning in closer to get a better look and that’s when you felt absolutely sick to your stomach, you could see the tearing of flesh as his mouth was stretched up into a far too wide grin, despite the grin you could see tears in his eyes.

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He looked like he was in agony, he was struggling too but he couldn’t seem to get up no matter how hard he tried but there was nothing holding him down or at least nothing you could see, eventually a wanted poster appeared, showing this weird little white puppet looking thing… It was just a mugshot and showed a number to call if you’ve seen this man but you felt like he was staring directly at you.

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He couldn’t have been though as this was just, well technically speaking a video of the live stream but that wasn’t the point, this was just a video, he couldn’t have actually been staring at you, you were just getting creeped out, that’s all. Eventually, there was a cut in the stream that said some people were taking action against this as they were basically stealing from them, the products and then that weird carbine knife …Whatever that is.

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You also took note that he said this ‘Spamton’ hired him but then… After all that, you could see the look of pure horror on Spam As face, he tried desperately to just play it off and act like he could handle things, just playing it off for a few moments, trying to show everybody a ‘Spamton Sniper Rifle’ before weirdly enough, an FBI Warning popped up in the back, upon noticing it he suddenly turned toward the camera

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“Uhh- Oh- I’m not Spamton! I’m not Spamton! Please just let me go! Please! This wasn’t my idea, I swear! I was hired, I’m just an impersonator!” He began babbling that he was hired by this Spamton guy and that he was only impersonating him and then you swore you heard a weird laugh in the background.

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The laughter made the man pause and quickly glance over, you saw his eyes noticeably widen and then he started saying ‘no’ over and over as he ran off the screen, the camera seemed to fall off of whatever tripod it must’ve been on, the fall causing it to crackle with static and the lens had even been slightly broken upon impact.

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You remembered all too well what you saw next, you saw a pair of legs slowly walk past, shoes thumping against the floors, the camera had crackled with more static however as not even a few moments later you heard a weird distorted voice speak but you couldn’t understand it, you never got to make out what it was saying but then you heard a scream and then a loud thump before the video had ended.

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…But, aside from that, you weren’t just exploring this place just because you were oh so curious… No, you had a good reason, plenty enough of a good one… “...I’m not just exploring this building to explore it by the way, I’m… …One of my friends leaked that stream, and ever since then they have started acting… Weird…” You paused, you felt a shiver go down your spine “They just seemed like they were going completely insane… They talked about hearing a phone, like one of those old rotary phones ringing but they… Didn’t own one of those, they heard some weird voice calling out to them on occasion, and sometimes they’d… They’d…”

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“...They’d have nightmares, strange nightmares as they’d describe but they never said what the nightmares involved… And then they’d find strings… …Either strewn about or worse, tied to their limbs, and then eventually they dropped off the face of the earth, it’s like they just straight up vanished …I… I have a bad feeling it’s because of this place because they were completely fine before they got involved with that creepy ass stream, so I’m going to find out what happened to them” And then you explained this camera was to document things and not only that, but if you needed any evidence, you took one more look at the building before heading forward.

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There had been some no trespassing signs put up around the area and even some tape that said ‘Do not cross’ though the police hadn’t been here in a long time… They wouldn’t be much help anyways, you knew from… Experience… All they did was put up this tape and not let anyone near for months, your friend hadn’t been found yet, but it seems like they just gave up, they never have been any help, the area had become overgrown too it seemed like.

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You didn’t waste anymore time outside and headed into the building, the door you pushed on made the awful creaking sound you had ever heard before, you had your flashlight on so you could see in the building, you looked through the lens of your camera and you noticed just how dirty and dingy this place was, you cringed in pure disgust at the filth and dirt around.

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As you headed even further in you saw some dried blood staining the floors and that made you shiver, you had hoped it wasn’t your friend’s blood, you had honestly hoped they were alright, you tried calling out their name but of course there was no response which you didn’t figure there would be, you sighed and continued into the building, it seemed so much bigger on the inside than it did on the outside so if your friend was here there was no telling where they were, if they were even still alive… You could only hope they were, you could only hope…

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You then turned around and noticed there was a flag on the ground, you walked over and inspected it, it was the same one from the live stream with that weird… Puppet looking guy on it, all it said was his name, you shook your head and turned away from it and then you noticed the weird paintings hanging up on the wall and then the window that was floor level. You walked over and knelt down albeit cringing while doing so because these floors seemed like they hadn’t been cleaned in ages. You noticed that the window didn’t actually lead anywhere outside, rather there was just what looked to be a large painting behind it, of the sky and clouds, a false sense of freedom or so it felt like anyways.

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Looking at the painting made you feel uncomfortable so you quickly got up and dusted yourself off with one hand before looking around with your camera some more, the next thing you saw was that podium that Spam A stood behind most of the time or well what remained of it as it looked like it had been completely broken apart. You continued on into the building, you glanced over at the logo on the wall momentarily that read out ‘SVN’ . . . ‘The Spamton Value Network’ but decided not to linger there for too long, you ventured deeper and deeper, this place really looked so much bigger on the inside than it did the outside, there was even an upstairs and a downstairs… Of course you’d save the downstairs for the very last if at all, you headed into some of the other rooms, the doors creaking violently any time you opened one.

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Weirdly enough, you did take notice when you were in the other room, there had been couches and coffee tables, it almost looked like… Someone lived here at some point, whether it had been kidnapping or by choice, considering the furniture it was clear that A and B along with someone else had resided here at some point, you looked around once more but found nothing of use in this room, it just looked like items were strewn about and thrown and you even saw some stuff that looked very broken, there was nothing that’d be of any use to you in this room but you filmed it anyways for a few moments before moving on.

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You wandered into a few different rooms, there was nothing in most of them, maybe a few things strewn about or things that looked like they were thrown but nothing of interest, nothing that’d help you find your missing friend… Eventually you found that phone room, there was a smell in here that made you almost gag right then and there, it smelled like death… But you didn’t see a body, you remembered seeing it at one point on the video, you stepped inside and glanced toward the window and unlike the other one you saw in the main room, this window was real, it actually lead somewhere outside so you made sure to keep a note of that in case you needed a quick escape later on and then you looked over and saw the black rotary phone sitting neatly on the table.

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Upon closer inspection you noticed that the phone actually looked… Clean… No dust or debris or anything on it and that made you feel much more on edge, you had really hoped nobody was still here or anything like that, you turned around your eyes widened, you let out a loud scream and almost dropped your camera and your flashlight at what you saw next, there up on the ceiling was a body held up by several green strings, the body was limp and it looked like they had been dead for a long while now, you felt completely sick to your stomach, you felt like you’d vomit any second if you looked at it any longer or smelled it, that was definitely what you smelt when setting foot into this room but you needed to make sure it wasn’t your friend.

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You sighed and shook your head, you should have just ran right then and there but you… You needed to make sure… You slowly took a few steps closer and examined the face and to your relief and dismay all at once, it wasn’t your friend’s body but it was Spam B’s, he still had the nose on but the rest of his body had been decaying, he still had a grin that was far too wide or at least what was left of it anyways, but even then that wouldn’t last too much longer because then you saw the bugs, so many bugs feasting away at the decaying flesh, trying to strip away what they can from the body before it’s all gone, you shook your head and turned away, you needed to get out of this room, as you began walking to the door that’s when you heard the phone ring, it made you let out a startled yelp.

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You were getting real sick and tired of this already, you just wanted to find your friend, preferably alive and healthy and get them back to safety, get them away from this place, you just wanted your friend back! You slowly turned around, the phone was still ringing, how did that damn thing even still work…?! You made your way toward it and reached out a hand only to hesitate, wait… Why…? No, no! There was no reason for you to answer the damn thing, you didn’t have time for this nonsense but yet, strangely enough, you felt almost as if you were being drawn to it, drawn to the phone, the ringing felt like it only got louder and louder the longer you stood there.

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You took a deep breath and picked the phone up, holding it to your ear “...Hello…?” You called out, your voice was noticeably shaky as you listened for something, anything on the other end… . . . It’s nothing but Garbage Noise… You were completely at a loss, it was literally just static and god knows what else all amalgamated into one, it actually hurt your ears to listen to it but after a few minutes the noise stopped entirely and everything fell silent once more, you looked to the phone and then called out a hello a few more times but nothing, you then slowly placed the phone back in its spot and stood there, just completely at a loss…

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You turned back around and quickly walked out of the room, not even daring to look back this time, you took a deep breath, your body was shaky which must not have looked too great on camera but you couldn’t help it, the more you lingered around in the place the more nervous you felt, you even swore that you had heard a voice call out to you on occasion. You tried to ignore it though, this was for your friend, you had hoped they were in here as you began calling out their name, of course there was no response, why would it be that simple? You just wanted to get your friend and go home, you quickly headed up the stairs, it was almost like a tower, the stairs winding up around until finally you reached the top.

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There was a long hallway with a few doors, you wasted no more time in opening them up, the first door you opened lead to what looked like a master bedroom, there was no big bed however, only a dirty looking mattress and you saw some weird blue egg looking things, one even had a Pink Bow on it, you decided not to get too close to them and just shut the door quickly and awkwardly, you went to the end of the hall and opened up those doors but it turns out those just lead to bathrooms, nothing of interest in there at all so you sighed, getting more frustrated by the second, was your friend even here? Were you just wasting your time? …You had to be sure either way, so you continued on, the next two rooms were just more bedrooms, dirtier and dingier than the last.

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The second didn’t have much of anything in store for you so you didn’t venture in there but the third however, had a bunch of photos that were crossed out with markers, scattered, and or torn up entirely but then you noticed on the walls… There were a bunch of tally marks scrawled all over the walls along with the name ‘Spamton’ and then as you stepped further inside you noticed something that looked like a hole that was being formed in the wall, and you also noticed a tool that could’ve caused said hole to appear, was someone… Trying to break out of here…?

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You then saw a book that looked like a journal sitting on the dresser, you walked over and set your camera down in order to pick the journal up, you opened it up and blew into it, coughing when a bunch of built up dust flew out, after the coughing fit you had you shined your flashlight onto it, at first the entries actually seemed normal which was a complete shock, the first entry talked about this man and his friend having just gotten hired to do some kind of fun live stream project for someone. He talked about the basic gist of it, prizes being given away via sweepstakes, et-cetera, stuff like that, he talked about being pretty excited for it though! And then it hit you… This was either Spam B’s or Spam A’s journal.

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You continued reading the journal and it was fairly normal for most of it, he talked about the guy’s name, said it was Spam…. Ton? He spaced out the name and added a question mark, seemingly unsure of how it was spelled or anything really, he didn’t seem to question it too much though as he said the guy seemed nice, a bit strange and unhinged but nothing dangerous about it, the only thing he was truly complaining about was this guy’s ego, he was extremely egotistical and full of himself. It got on him and his friend’s nerves a bit but they were going to get paid a LOT of cash to help set up this live stream and such so they could manage it until all was said and done.

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Overall the journal was fairly normal, just talking about the project, having some fun it seemed, and even enjoying themselves, one of the things that were kinda weird is that Spamton guy wanting them to dress and act like him but he said he’d pay them extra and so they decided it’d be alright and so they did all that, he seemed to be wondering just when this little stream was going to start…?

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Your eyes widened a bit as you got to the next few days, it seemed things were starting to get weird, like… Really bad… You read on, the man talking about his friend, very worried about him as he started acting strangely in the last few days, his friend was apparently talking about some kinda phone ringing in his head, he swore he heard Spamton’s voice but he wasn’t there and even then, when he asked the guy if he had been there and was just fucking with him.

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The guy stated no, he doesn’t do jokes like that or anything, his case usually seemed to hold up to his friend but that didn’t stop the weirdness… He went on to write about both of them having weird nightmares in the last few days but neither of them seemed to describe what kind, and then they’d find strings randomly around the place and then sometimes even attached to themselves and they swear that sometimes…

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They could feel the strings pulling on their own, he described how he felt like he was going crazy, that they needed to get the fuck out of here, screw the live stream and the money, he couldn’t take another day in this place, he just couldn’t…

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You felt a pit in your stomach, that… That was the EXACT same issues your friend had been having before they mysteriously disappeared! You didn’t like this but continued on, the writing seemed to get more frantic, describing how his friend had started acting as if nothing bad were happening, acting completely normal about all this which he didn’t understand fully but he knew something was wrong with the other.

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He needed to get him out of there, right the fuck now… He wrote down the notes that the other seemed to stiffen up or get increasingly more nervous and stressed when Spamton came around, he was acting so casual about it however, like he didn’t even notice it but it was so clear! …That guy, he did something to his friend, he just knows it! And then he wrote about how he was going to try getting some answers, maybe snoop around and find some things.

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You flipped the page and you saw only that guy’s name, scrawled out in big letters, and then a few other things… You saw the word ‘Big Shot’ a few times, something about angels, g o d, puppets, it was honestly such a mashup of different words it made your head hurt to read.

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The pages continued like this for the longest time, he did talk about how the only person he could trust was Spamton himself, saying there was no one else, only him… Before finally the pages returned to SOME sense of normality, the letters were still scrawled but you still managed to read, the first bit was him laughing before talking about how he feels like he’s completely lost it, that ever since he and his friend came here, they had been slowly losing their minds, this place, that guy, something was happening to them, he could hear the phone ringing, Spamton’s voice in his head so clearly, he was trying so hard to fight whatever was happening to him but he was beginning to feel so weak.

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And then he went onto say he had to get out of here, he had to, that began to repeat on the next two pages, just scrawling over and over again that he needs to get out of here, and then he went on about how his progress was in vain, it seemed like the layout of this goddamned place changes somehow. He KNOWS it changes, because some of these rooms were NOT here before and then others are in places they weren’t, he had talked about trying that window in the main room but of course it had just been a false sense of hope, and then he continued on to say that he didn’t know how much hope he had left, but he still hoped he could get him and his friend out of here and then he mentioned how they never should have fucking came here, he can’t call anybody, their cellphones are dead and that damned rotary phone he found…

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It just plays nothing but garbage noise, it can’t dial out or anything so it was practically useless, you had taken notice of the dates he had left behind too, it seemed he skipped out on writing some days, during these last few pages though, there hadn’t been any dates, but this very last page had only question marks, he mentioned that tomorrow was the live stream…

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…He doesn’t know what Spamton wants or wanted from them but he continued on to say that he knows it can’t be anything good, that he and his friend were going to die tomorrow, they had been here for god knows how long at this point, he had lost track of time and he was losing the last bits of his mind, he started writing goodbye to his supposed loved ones, knowing he’d never get to see them again and then… The book ends there, that made your blood run cold as you thought back to the video at hand.

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These dudes… Had been trapped here for god knows how long, they had been kidnapped by this… Weird guy, and whatever this place was doing to him or whatever HE was doing to them was making them go insane, you shook your head opened up the bag you had carried with you and then placed the book inside, you looked at all the tally marks and then the desperate digging, trying to make a hole, you felt sad

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“...I’m sorry…” You apologized to the both of them, not that it’d make much of a difference, an apology couldn’t bring people back but then you began to realize, your friend had experienced those same symptoms or whatever, you had hoped and prayed even that your friend was alright, that they were still alive even as you picked up your camera and began heading out of the room, you were heading toward the stairs again “Psst!” A voice called out which made you freeze in place, your eyes wide, you felt that pit in your stomach get much worse as you stood there, unmoving.

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…You stayed like that for a few moments before a distorted sound echoed around you, it sounded like the voice was saying… Something but you just couldn’t make out what…

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You slowly began to turn around, hoping that maybe it was just your friend finally but no… It was much worse… The door all the way in the back was fully opened, and… …W-Wait… Was that door there before? You recalled back to what that guy was saying but there was surely no way that something like that could happen but then you noticed in the darkness surrounding the room, there were a pair of… Eyes? …You saw pupils at least so it must’ve been eyes, they were pink and yellow, whatever it was only stood there watching you, you felt your heart pounding, the both of you just standing there, completely still, not daring to move or even to speak, the silence was deafening, suffocating even.

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It stayed like this for the longest time, so many things running through your head before suddenly, a loud distorted chuckled echoed through the room and that’s when you ran down the stairs as fast as you could, you did drop your flashlight in the process but you didn’t dare look back as you just kept hearing that chuckle, it almost sounded as if it were repeating like a broken record but it was so loud and unsettling, you continued to run, it felt like these stairs were longer than before but it was surely just your imagination. Eventually you did make it to the end and looked around, you needed to find a way out of here and now, especially with the newfound impending threat of footsteps against hardwood floors.

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You looked around and were about to run for that telephone room, knowing there was an actual window in there but then you heard a scream from downstairs and you gasped, you called out your friend’s name as you ran down the stairs immediately, tearing open the door as you looked around using the camera’s night vision to help you see, you spotted your friend who was wrapped up in those weird green strings on the wall, they saw you and their eyes widened, they screamed out your name, tears pouring down their face, you ran over, setting your camera down and quickly began to try and tug at their strings, they were sobbing and crying and just calling out your name over and over again along with asking you to please help them.

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“Just hold on! Hold on…! I’ll get you free, I promise! I’m not leaving without you, I came here looking for you, and just… O-Oh my fucking god… Fuck…!” You felt sick as you looked at all the marks on them, the first noticeable thing as you managed to snap a few strings is that said strings had dug into their arms, it looked so painful but then you noticed the claw marks and it looks like they had even gotten bitten, they had some puncture wounds here and there “What the hell happened to you?!” They just continued to cry and shook their head. They didn’t seem to care about saying right now so you continued to snap strings until finally you got them down, you helped them down to the floor, they sobbed “Hey, hey! HEY! Look at me, look at me…!”

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You forced your friend to look at you “Listen, you’re gonna be okay…! I’m going to get you out, now, can you walk? Can you walk?” They shook their head “I-I can’t… P-Please… Please, I-I don’t… I don’t wanna die…! I-I don’t wanna be a puppet…!” They began to babble about puppets, strings, and then they said something about hearing a phone ringing “Hey hey hey… S-Shshshshhh! It’s okay, it’s okay, just… Hang on, just, block the noise out if you can, try to at least…! I’ll get you out” They shook their head “N-No no…! He’s going to get me…! He’s- He’s-”

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They began repeating that ‘he’s’ going to get them to which you tried to calm them down about, you took them gently by the shoulders and made them look you dead in the eyes “He’s NOT going to get you…! I don’t care who it is, if it’s one of those guys who might still be alive or if it’s that Spamton guy himself, NOBODY is getting you, now come ON!” You quickly ushered, helping them run with you, you took notice that there were now lights on which wasn’t good but you didn’t stick around and focus too much on that, the two of you quickly headed up the stairs, you were trying to console your friend who was still shaking and sobbing, they had also begun to mutter some weird things but you didn’t have time to focus on what they were saying.

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You glanced up the stairs, the place where you saw those pink and yellow eyes and shook your head, you quickly headed the other way with your friend in tow, you were running back to where you first entered however upon getting there your eyes widened, there… There was no front door, there was nothing…! It was just a dark void with a few chairs in front, it felt as if this was some kind of stage “God… Dammit! Okay, this way, there’s another way” Your friend shook their head “We-We… We’re never… go-gonna get… G-Get out of here…” You somewhat glared, not at them but at this place, that man really was right, this place changed and morphed around but this was no time to question your reality “We’re GETTING out of here, don’t worry… I-” You suddenly paused as you felt something dripping down onto you…

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You looked at your shoulder which was covered in something red now, you slowly looked up and then screamed which startled your friend who looked around before looking up and screaming with you, there, hanging from the ceiling, was another body… It was none other than Spam A hanging from the ceiling by strings, blood was dripping from somewhere on him but you didn’t have time to investigate that. You then ran with them toward the phone room. You then quickly kicked open the door to the phone room and took notice of the phone being off the hook, it was making an awful noise but no time for that, you and your friend gagged at the smell of death and rot but quickly pushed past it.

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You set your friend down momentarily “I need to open the window, just sit tight…” They didn’t seem comfortable but hell who would be after this? You didn’t even have any inkling of what they went through either! You then proceeded to start trying to pry the window open but it was no use, that window wouldn’t budge at all, after a few moments of desperately trying to pry you made a frustrated sound “Alright… That’s it, that is fucking IT!” You yelled to which your friend looked startled by, you apologized for that but then asked them if they could stand again to which they sucked in a deep breath and tried, this time they actually managed to stand albeit a bit wobbly “Good, now stand b a c k…” They looked confused but did as you told them and then you grabbed that damned phone.

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“This thing can go straight to hell…!” You then lifted it high above your head before chucking it as hard as you physically could through the window, the loud shattering of glass echoed through the building and then you both heard that chuckle again and that sent your friend into pure hysterics, they went into a panic but you quickly rushed over, you grabbed the chair and cleared any bits of jagged glass that was left behind and then you went over and grabbed your friend, shushing them and leading them to the window.

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You quickly helped them up, they scrambled, desperately trying to get out of the window, you had heard footsteps again, they weren’t super close but you could hear the shoes against the hardwood floors, you had quickened your pace even more now as did your friend who finally pushed themselves up and onto the ground and then they looked back and held out their hand “Give me your hand…!” They cried, you were about to but then your eyes widened in realization, they began calling out your name, asking what was wrong, and that there was no time, to give them your hand!

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“...M-My camera… I-I need to go back and get my camera!” They shook their head “Don’t! Don’t be fucking stupid! Come on! Forget the camera!” You shook your head “I need my camera! We need evidence! Because if we try to tell anyone about THIS? They’ll never believe us, just, look… Go, go and escape, I’ll be right behind you!” Your friend shook their head “N-No no…! I can’t leave you…! I-I don’t wanna leave w-without you…! PLEASE!”

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They begged, you could still hear the footsteps “There’s no time to argue…! Just g o…!” Your friend tried to retort but then they shook their head and hesitantly pulled their hand back “...I-If he catches you…” You quickly interjected “He won’t, I don’t care who this bastard is, he won’t get me so go ahead, I’ll catch up, I promise” Your friend was still completely hesitant.

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…But they did relent finally with a sigh and then they backed away “...Please be careful, g-get th… that… Camera… A-And… And… Get out of there” You nodded and then heard them beginning to run and you did the same, running back to the door, you stopped before running fully out of the room and just peeked outside, looking around for any signs of who might’ve been walking around but you saw no signs of anyone so you decided to quickly rush across the main room.

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Avoiding the blood that was dripping onto the ground and then running back to those stairs, it was halfway across the room last time but this time it felt like it took so much longer to get to them, once you got to the basement stairs, you wasted little time in rushing down them and sure enough you saw your camera right where you had left it.

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You went over and picked it up, looking over it and noticing that the battery was running a bit low now but you didn’t have time for that, you then turned around and began running back to the stairs but you stopped dead in your tracks before even daring to go up, eyes widening in horror at what you saw, standing atop the stairs, blocking your only exit, it was that…

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Weird puppet looking guy himself, he was grinning like usual but it didn’t look like he had much of a choice but to grin “LEAVING SO [S o o n]?” His loud voice echoed throughout the building, that was the exact same voice you heard from the live stream video only this time, you could hear it m u c h clearer.

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You glared up at him which only caused him to chuckle “You… Fucking bastard… You kidnapped those people, did god knows what to them, fucking MURDERED them…! And then you… You did the same to my f r i e n d…!” You spat at him but he hummed, amusement clear in his voice as he spoke

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“I NEEDED SOME [Bodies] TO SELL THESE PRODUCTS! THEY DON’T JUST SELL THEMSELVES YA KNOW! AND THEY WERE THE PERFECT [[P u p p e t s]] TO DO SO, NOT ONLY THAT OF COURSE BUT ALSO TO GET THE [Feds] OFF MY BACK AS WELL! …OR SO I [[T h o u g h t]]... HE TRIED TO [Tell the World]! TRIED TO RAT ME OUT’

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You shook your head, your nose wrinkling in disgust “You… You’re sick, you are really fucking sick in the head…! But I’m not scared of you”

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Spamton seemed to perk up at that “OH? IS THAT A [F a c t or F i c t i o n]? His voice glitched out at that last bit, his tone dropping, he sounded rather sinister and you wouldn’t be lying if it hadn’t made you a little nervous but you didn’t want to let that show, it did however make you wince because how much it echoed and how loud he was “Yeah, that’s a fact…! You aren’t scary, I mean just… Look at you, listen at how you sound…!” Spamton cackled, his laugh glitching out, loud static crackling through the air.

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“WELL… THAT’S NOT HOW YOUR [F r i e n d] FELT ABOUT [Lil ol’ me]~!” You glared and began stomping up those stairs “You…!” The other tsk’d “AH AH AH! MY [New Puppet]! TAKE ANOTHER STEP AND YOUR [Friend] WILL [D i e]...”

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You laughed at that to which he seemed confused by “Psh! Yeah right! My friend escaped! I got them out of here and away from you… Whatever you are” There was a pause momentarily before he burst out laughing, almost falling over in the process and now it was your turn to be confused “YOU REALLY THINK SO? YA KNOW WHAT… COME WITH ME AND SEE FOR YOURSELF! YOU WON’T [Believe your e y e s]!” You scoffed “Yeah right, like I’d ever come with you, now get out of my way-” And suddenly, you felt lightheaded… “Wh-What the f-fuck…? Wh-What’s happening…?! U-Ugh… M-My head…”

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He laughed at you “DO YOU [R e a l l y] THINK YOU’RE THE ONE IN [C o n t r o l] HERE? THAT YOU’RE THE ONE CALLIN’ THE [S h o t s] LOOK AT THIS [Place of Residence] AND TELL ME… DOES ANYTHING ABOUT IT SEEM [Normal] TO YOU?”

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You looked around slightly, moving your eyes rather than your body and then you began to notice… The room felt like it was shifting, the walls looked like they were swirling, it made you feel sick to your stomach along with the increasing pain in your head “THIS [Place of Residence] BENDS TO MY [Every will]! [[T h i s i s M Y D o m a i n…]] I AM THE [[G O D]] HERE!” You could hear the crackling in his voice, and then the faintest sound of him grinding his teeth, he was slowly walking down the stairs but you couldn’t run, it felt like you couldn’t move even if you wanted to

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“I [Pull The Strings] AND [Make them ring] HERE! I CALL THE [SHOTS] AROUND HERE! I’M NOT THE [P u p p e t] ANYMORE… [[Y o u A r e. . .]] And then, your vision began to blur, you couldn’t see anything but you could feel something happening to your body, you tried to struggle against it but it was no use, you couldn’t move at all.

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. . . And then… Before you knew it, it was like you blacked out or something… It didn’t last long as you then gasped as your vision cleared up, you tried to look around but you noticed that you couldn’t move your head no matter how hard you tried, in fact you felt something attached to yourself, you looked down using your eyes and saw strings attached to you, your eyes widened with fear, you looked around with them once more before noticing you were back at the main stage but that was the least of your worries as you saw your friend, they had strings tied to their arms, legs, and even their neck, you tried to scream their name but you couldn’t even speak.

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Their head was limp, in fact their whole body was limp… You continued trying to scream their name but it was no use, no matter what or how much you tried to scream, nothing came out… Your voice just wasn’t there, you heard a cackle and slightly looked over to the podium where you saw Spamton standing, his shoulders just resting on said podium, head resting atop his hands “DO YOU SEE [The Truth]? I AM NO LONGER THE [P u p p e t] ANYMORE! YOU TWO ARE [M Y P u p p e t s] NOW!” You glared at him, wanting to tell him that no matter what, you and your friend weren’t his goddamn puppets, you would never do what he wanted but this made him cock his head to the side.

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Amusement is still ever so evident in his tone “OH? YOU DON’T WANT TO DO [What I say goes]? WELL [Aw, Too Bad!] CAUSE YA AIN’T GOT A [C h o i c e]! YOU’RE [C h o i c e s] DON’T MATTER IN THIS WORLD! IN FACT…” He trailed off as shifted positions, his head no longer resting atop his hands but in fact he held one of his arms up in the air and suddenly your arm began raising and no matter how hard you tried to fight to put it down it just kept raising further and further up until it was at a painful angle and despite not being able to voice your pain, it was evident in your expression and this got a laugh out of him, he lowered his arm and then thankfully yours lowered too but then he held both of his arms up, not to the point where it’d cause you pain but just enough to prove his point.

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You glared over at him but there were definitely tears falling from your eyes, he got off his podium and walked over to you, getting way too close for your comfort, he might’ve been smaller than you and your friend but that didn’t make this situation any less terrifying “CRYING ALREADY? WOW… YOU ARE MUCH [W e a k e r] THAN YOUR FRIEND! IT TOOK [S o L o n g] TO BREAK THEM… AND YET I SEE NOW… I SEE THEY STILL WEREN’T FULLY [B r o k e n] SO I MUST GIVE [Credit where Credit is due!] YOU HELPED YOUR OL’ PAL SPAMTON SEE THAT!” And then he paused, glaring over at your friend, he flexed a finger and suddenly their head was raised, they seemed dazed before realizing who was in front of them, their eyes widened and they began sobbing fully, you could visibly see just how much the sobs shook their body.

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Spamton took a step toward them and their cries and sobs just got worse and he did something else with his hand and now they were actually moving, they were thrashing around, trying desperately to get out of their strings but those were bound much too tightly to even think about trying to break them. They thrashed about like an animal trapped in a cage, it seems they were only making the pain worse for themselves though as the more they struggled the tighter the strings got until they were digging into their skin, he took slow steps, dragging this out way more than it needed to be, he was just doing it for his own sick and twisted amusement.

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You tried screaming out for him to get away from them but again, you couldn't, you had no voice, the only way you’d have a voice is if he LET you have it again… But that didn’t seem to be one of his priorities at the moment as he finally stopped in front of your friend, he motioned his hand down and your friend suddenly began kneeling down to the ground, they tried desperately to stop themselves from doing so, trying to get free “P-Please…!” They suddenly shouted, they had been sobbing so he must’ve been letting them speak, the sick fuck.

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“Pl… Please… Please le-let me go… D-Don’t… Don’t hur-” Before they could even continue, he began slowly lifting his hand, raising it up to the sky “MAY THE HYMN OF THE [A n g e l s] SING THEE TO THY [R e s t]!”

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He laughed and you saw your friend slowly being raised up into the air, at first you were confused but then you heard them start to gag and choke, they were struggling and crying, desperately trying to speak but it was no use now, they were practically being hung at this point, none of the other strings supporting their body, what’s worse is the struggling wasn’t helping matters any on their part but what else could they do? You tried desperately to break free from your own strings.

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You tried to scream, to say something, ANYTHING! You were looking at your friend who was desperately trying to take in a breath but they couldn’t, you needed to think of something and fast…! You thought back to just a few moments before, it seemed as though he could somehow hear your thoughts, he was somehow in your head… You quickly thought of the words you wanted to say right now.

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“L-Let’s make a deal… Please…! Please, please, PLEASE!’ You cried out in your mind and it seemed to catch his attention as his gaze snapped over to you, the strings on your friend’s body suddenly supporting their body, they wheezed and gasped, sucking in as much air as they could which did cause them to cough and splutter some more but they were just so desperate to catch a breath.

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Suddenly Spamton was walking over to you, your friend still high in the air and still very much in danger, you glared down at him somewhat but he didn’t seem to mind “A [Deal or No Deal]? WELL… NOW YOU’RE SPEAKING MY [Languages]! ALRIGHT, I’LL [Hear ya out]! S P E A K…” And you tried to speak, just testing if you could and you made a sound which you were oh so thankful for, you took a deep breath.

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“O-Okay… I-I um… L-Look, I… I’ll do… I’ll do what you want… I’ll do anything y-you want, I-I’ll G I V E you anything y-you want! Jus… Just please… P l e a s e… L-Let my friend go, let… Let them go, they don’t deserve this” There was a pause, an eerie silence became present for the longest time before he began laughing and waving his hand around which caused your friend to go back and forth and left to right which concerned you, they looked sick and sure enough they vomited right onto the main stage.

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“THAT’S YOUR [D e a l]? HOW… [[P a t h e t i c]]! YOU SHOULD LEAVE THE DEALMAKING TO YOURS TRULY~! TELL ME… WHY WOULD I LET YOUR FRIEND GET THEIR [F r e e d o m] WHEN I GOT A 2-FOR-1 [Specil Deal] ALREADY, HUH?! TWO [Puppets] OF MY VERY OWN TO [C o n t r o l]!” You felt the tears begin to fully run down your face and you sobbed, you just wanted your friend to go free, to be able escape this hellhole at the very least.

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“P l e a s e, wh-what else do you want…? T-There’s gotta be s o m e t h i n g, just… P-Please let them go…!” Spamton hummed slightly, he seemed to actually be giving it thought and this made you feel somewhat hopeful, you looked back to your friend who was just looking down, tears piling onto the vomit they had just spat up a moment ago, they were shaking, completely terrified and you wouldn’t be lying if you said you weren’t terrified too, if you hadn’t been scared before, you damn sure were now...

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“...NOPE, NO [Deal]! YOU TWO ARE [M i n e]! I’M GOING TO [K e e p] YOU HERE… [C o n t r o l Y o u]... WE’RE GONNA DO S O MANY [G r e a t] THINGS TOGETHER… WELL… UNTIL I [B r e a k] YOU TWO ANYWAYS… OR IF I GET [S o B o r e d] OF THE BOTH OF YA! WE’LL [Tune In] TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS [E v e n t u a l l y]~!” He began just cackling now.

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And just like that all hope was drained from you right then and there, it seemed your friend was already beginning to give up hope as well, but they had been there longer than you, they had been tortured for who knows how long, and you knew he was going to do the same to you as well, until you two broke or until he gets bored, and then you had no idea what that’d entail, you could only assume the worst possible outcome if he breaks the two of you or gets bored of you both… Neither of you were going to get out of here… You were going to be forced to do what he wants, maybe just like the last two or even worse than that.

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You took notice of your friend’s head going limp and for a moment you worried but Spamton quickly spoke up “[R e s t] UP NOW YOU TWO [2]... WE’VE GOT SO SO SO SO SO” He began glitching out, repeating ‘so’ a few times over before finally continuing on “SO MUCH [Get to work] TO DO… BUT ON THE [Bright Side of Things] WE’VE GOT S O LONG… [So v e r y v e r y long…] TO SPEND TOGETHER IN… [[H E A V E N]]...” You scoffed at that, heaven? …Maybe it was heaven for him but it was going to be hell for the both of you, you knew that much…

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Either way you looked at this situation, you two were going to end up just like the last, on missing posters, being driven insane, being tortured, hell who knows what all he wanted to do with the both of you... You remembered all that one guy had written in his journal, he was going absolutely crazy in this place, having nightmares, hearing voices, hearing that damned phone, this place... Just... None of this felt real, you barely had the time to question your reality as your vision was beginning to blur, the only thing you did know is that you and your friend were going to be his new puppets.

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hjfgdkfgjds I challenged myself hard with this one y’all- lmao,, okay so- the trope I talked about hating is the whole going back to get an item you left behind/forgot about, I fucking HATE that shit so much but I wanted to add at LEAST one of those things and I decided it’d be funny if I added the one I truly despise so that,, uh happened I mean... Even if ya hadn’t went back to get your camera, do ya think it’d make a difference? ...I’ll let YOU decide that one :)

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Another thing that woulda really changed this story drastically- I wanted to add a reference in here so badly, it’d be a reference to nightmare on elm street, I think it was... Dream Warriors? (If I’m mistaken feel free to correct me) but there’s a scene where one of the characters is basically used as a puppet ...Only uh, without the actual strings and more so a use of tendons but I cut that out to go with well... This weird ass lil ending

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And the funniest bit is, the next two stories involving this creepy ass motherfucker is literally going to be cute n fluffy <3 so enjoy the horror, peep the horror if you will =)

#spamton #spamton g spamton #spamton sweepstakes #not fully canon compliant #tw unreality #tw vomiting #tw blood #tw gore #tw death #tw violence #tw strangulation #The Cryptid's Writings #happy spooky month everybody lmao- enjoy this weird fucked up shit

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