#please please take care of the warnings there is a lot and its kinda heavy and intense

[xamaxenta]

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: One Piece Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Fushicho Marco | Phoenix Marco/Portgas D. Ace/Sabo

Chapter 8 Summary: He thinks of him as like the sun, bright, untouchable and he is so vulnerable.

Chapter Warnings: character/s (children; heavily implied) in peril, forced sedation, nonconsensual touching (not sexual in nature, it’s just unwanted touching), Marshall Teach being gross and weird and I mean really gross, bombing of innocents, nuclear testing on innocents, character death, graphic description of life threatening wounds, wound care

#space bounty hunter au #MAS #marcosaboace #marsabace #xam writes #please please take care of the warnings there is a lot and its kinda heavy and intense #so please read at your own discretion!!! Its probably not as bad as im making it out tobe but i still wanna warn you guys 😭 #thank you as always for reading!!

[astrolynnworld]

Faded Views

pairing: sub! chris sturniolo x f!reader

summary: your best friend is cross faded at a party and he’s feeling real intimate, will you fold?

warnings: SMUT, language, drug implications, riding, mommy kink, praise, tad bit of oral. minors dni!

a/n: this is my first story guys 🫣 please be nice about it

word count: 1,508

“oh shit” was my only thought when i realized that chris wasn’t by my side anymore. there is a faded chris right now, roaming around this house party.

i was supposed to be keeping an eye on him as a courtesy to nick but i literally lost him. i won’t lie, i am also a little faded right now but not enough to lose chris.

its 1 am and it seems like the party is starting to die down. i search around the house trying to find chris but i can’t seem to find him anywhere.

i check every room, with no luck, but notice that the master room has a balcony. i take my chances and go look there, to no surprise i find chris lurking over the balcony at a pretty view of the city.

“chris?” i call to him

he turns around and breaks out into a smile when he notices it’s me. “hey princess, you found me” he says.

“yeah thank god. why are you hiding from me? do you want nick to kill me?” i ask.

“i would never hide from you beautiful, i just wanted some fresh air.” he tells me

“next time just bring me along thanks.” i respond

“do you see this view?” he changes the topic quickly.

“yes chris. it’s very pretty” i reply sarcastically.

“reminds me of you.” he says back.

“is this high you talking or did you drink a little as well?” i ask laughing.

“i drank a little too.. but i’m serious! i don’t need to be intoxicated to know that you’re absolutely gorgeous.” he replies with a bit of serious tone

i kinda get a bit flustered here because i’ve never even heard chris call me pretty before.

“thank you chris” i say with a smile trying not to look at him as i heat up inside.

i can’t deny that chris is soo hot, i just never think too much about those thoughts because he’s my best friend. but having him in my face calling me beautiful while i’m high asf just really set it in for me.

“don’t look away from me princess” he says as he notices that i’m trying to avert my eye contact

i look back up at him.

“there you go.” he says softly while holding up my chin for me to keep looking at him, “show me those pretty eyes”

i physically feel my heart flutter inside my chest, he’s so seductive and it’s really turning me on. all i can think about is what i would do to this man at this moment. and because of this i start feeling bold.

“i can show you a lot more than my eyes, chris” i state.

“mhm. like what?” he says with his eyes red and half lidded from how high he is

“i can show you how i smell.. how i feel.. how i taste.. would you like that, mister?”

i don’t know where this side of me came from but i can see it on his face that he’s going crazy inside, which is only driving me crazier.

“i would love that actually” he says with a smirk

i start to notice the bulge fully built in his pants. i take him back inside the house to the bedroom that had previously led to the balcony. not caring about who had to sleep there that night, all i knew is that i had a mission.

i pushed chris onto the bed, then quickly covered the balcony windows with the blinds and i locked the bedroom door.

going back to chris i decided to give him a strip tease show. i pulled off my shirt, then turned around as i bent over to take off my pants. he took a heavy breath at the sight of my ass and vagina through the laced thong i was wearing.

i climbed on top of him and passionately kiss his ear down to his neck as i took off his shirt. then, i proceeded to kiss down his chest all the way to his happy trail while i wiggled him out of the sweat pants that he had been wearing.

i straddled back on top of chris and starting kissing him. wet, sloppy, passionate kisses of lust of sensation as i grinded my wet panties on his bulge. we both couldn’t help but moan through the kisses

“you feel so fucking good y/n” he said in a whine as he broke the kiss

“awe say that again for mommy, you’re such a good boy.” i replied in an almost degrading yet praising tone

“fuck. you can’t say that to me” he panted back to me in a whimper

“why? do you not want to be a good boy for mommy?” i reply in that same tone

“of- of course i do mom-nugh- mommy. i want nothing more than to be your- fuck your good boy.” he says in the most submissive tone ever

i could tell the grinding was too much for him. he was about to cum. i had to cut it there

“nooo mommy pleaseee. why’d you stop? i was so close” he responds to my abrupt stop

“that’s not how i wanted you to finish baby” i say as i hop off of him and slide down his boxers to which his hard on springs up.

“fuck” i say at the sight of his dick. i knew it had to be big but i had never imagined how the 9 inch circumcised pink tip dick would actually look like when it was in my face. just drooling with precum, i didnt know if i wanted to suck it or ride it first

“please- please please please touch me mommy. i can’t take it anymore i need to cum” chris spoke while looking up at me staring as his dick

i lick all the precum off first in case i wouldn’t get to taste his cum for the rest of the night. then i hop back on top of the whiny boy and guide him inside of my wet hole.

i sit down slowly on his cock trying so hard to adjust to the size of his member.

“yo- your s- s- so so so fucking tight mommy oh my god this is unreal” chris said as he fell bad onto the bed trying to prove a point that it was too much.

as my hole adjusts to his size, i get comfortable enough to start moving. with each bounce i hear chris let out a fought back breathy moan straight from his chest. it was like he was trying to hold it back and be quiet but he couldn’t

“you don’t have to hold back for me baby, i wanna hear you be loud. i don’t care who can hear” i reassure him

i proceeded to go faster, & bounce harder to make sure that it wasn’t even possible for him to be quiet.

“nugh- fuck fuck fuck m- mommy” he says in a whimpered moan that could be heard through the whole room

“i- i can’t take it anymore. you feel to fucking good. i’m gonna cum. i need to cum mommy please let me cum” he whines again

i ignore at first to see how long he can hold off without my permission

“mommy please mommy, i can’t cum until you say too. please say i can cum” he continues to beg while only whimpering louder.

i’m pretty sure whoever’s still at this party can hear him at this point. but it’s not about them, it’s about how good christopher looks writhing underneath me, begging to cum with no shame about who can hear him or what even even looks like as this whimpering puppy mess.

“yes baby, you can cum. cum in mommy, my love” i permit

he chases his high whole thrusting up into me at the most animalistic pace i have ever seen. the noises coming from him were sounds i haven’t even known the human voice could make, he was so pent up. it’s like he hasn’t came in weeks.

“fuck y/n.. that was so fucking good.” he says

“so you said” i laugh while getting off of him, letting the cum drip out onto his dick.

“that’s so hot.” he calls out as he watches his cum drip from my pussy

“you’re so hot” i reply

he chuckles. “here, lay down real quick while i go get a towel to clean you up with” he insists.

a few moments later he returns with a small wet cloth that he found in one of the bathrooms. he cleans both of us up and helps me put my clothes back on.

“i’m not even the submissive type.” he says like he’s trying to clear the air

“i don’t know, you seem pretty submissive.” i shrug

“i guess i’ll just have to show you what i mean next time ..” he replies trying to sneakily introduce a next time

“next time” i smile

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i had to scrap my original story cause it was taking to long to get to the point 😭 i hope you guys like this tho!! took me an hour

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #smut #x reader #submas #male sub #fdom

[loveshotzz]

I have a pretty good one awhile ago but I don't ever see myself writing it.

Reader and Eddie are good friends, Argyle drops by his trailer to buy, and he ends up flirting with the reader. Later reader and Eddie go to a party, Argyle is there, and in sure you know where it goes from there

Argyle x fem!reader

You can call me names if you call me up

Warnings:18+ Weed dealing, weed smoking, mentions of drinking, slight mentions of hellcheer? (eddie has a crush and we make fun of him for it) kissing, semi public fingering (f! receiving)

Word count: 5.8k

beta’d by @superblysubpar

Authors note: This is my first ever Argyle fic! Thank you @sleepy-princ3ss for letting me write this! I had a lot of fun this one but it’s scary to write a new character so let me know what you think! I also had a good time writing Eddie as our best friend who doesn’t want to fuck us. Wild right? Still, there’s lots of Eddie in here too 💕

The summer heat always feels extra sticky inside Eddie’s trailer this time of year, the stale breeze that floats through his cracked window does nothing to cool you down. Thumbing through the worn covers of the records Eddie keeps in his room you hum along to the last few chords of Ride The Lightning. When the covers of Back In Black and Blizzard of Oz stick together, you grimace as you pull them apart. A crumpled cut of a babe from a Heavy Metal Magazine is the ‘glue’ that was holding them together.

“Eww Eddie! What the fuck?” god, your best friend was gross.

Clumsy loud footsteps bring him to the entrance of his room, bangs sticking to his forehead from sweat, his face flushes an even deeper shade of red when his eyes zero in on what you’re glaring at.

“I - uh,” coughing nervously, he scratches the back of his neck, the chain wrapped around his wrist sliding down his arm, “I don’t - I don’t know how that got there.”

Scoffing with a roll of your eyes you examine it a little more closely, careful not to touch it. The blond hair and the big blue eyes were a dead give away why this had to have been his favorite.

“She kinda looks like Chrissy don’t you think? Like if she got a metal makeover or whatever you’d call this,” snorting when his face turns into a tomato, his own glare takes over his features when he narrows his eyes at you.

“Why are you even snooping through my records, this one just started?” blinking quickly with embarrassment he looks like he’s ready to explode and you’ve never been more pleased with yourself.

Opening your mouth ready to bite back with something that you were sure was going to send him over the edge, the sound of three quick knocks followed by a single fourth one cuts you off before you can even start.

“Who’s that?” confused at his lack of communication with anyone crashing your hang out, he snaps - gesturing for you to step away from his records before he answers you.

He’s halfway out his bedroom door with you quick on his heels when he finally does.

“Jonathan and his friend from Cali are here to pick up real quick,” groaning at the sound of Jonathan’s name, Eddie laughs loudly before signaling for you to shut up with a finger to his lips.

It wasn’t that you hated Jonathan, he was just always such a downer when he’d join in on your smoke sessions.

Opening the door when you cross your arms with a nod signaling you’ll behave, he turns his charismatic Munson charm up to a ten with a wide grin.

“Byers,” giving him a slight bow, he extends his tattooed arm wide inviting them in, “Byer’s friend.”

You see Jonathan first, who gives you an awkward small wave and a tight lipped grin, lifting three fingers you give him the same energy.

“Oh hey man, the name’s Argyle excited to see what kinda weed you got out here,” Jonathan’s cute friend that follows him in was not what you expected as he clasps his hands together rubbing his palms excitedly stepping through the threshold.

Chestnut hair longer than Eddie’s sways as he walks in, the top of it hidden by a flipped bill green cap. Its smooth texture makes your hand twitch, you’re almost positive it’d feel like silk against your fingertips. A big dopey smile graces his full pink tinged lips as his already bloodshot brown eyes meet yours when he finally turns to see you in the hallway.

All the loud colors and clashing designs on his clothes makes the corners of your mouth tug up. Curiosity piqued, you throw him a more flirtatious wave, fluttering your lashes for good measure.

Eddie rolls his eyes from behind him catching onto your antics, but Argyle looks like he’s been turned to stone, frozen in place as he takes in your barely covered frame. Leaning a shoulder against the wall you watch his eyes trail up the uncovered expanse of your legs till he hits the frayed ends of your jean shorts, your spaghetti strap tank top gives him the perfect view of the curve of your breasts barely hidden beneath the thin fabric. Sweat beading off your heat kissed skin.

Clearing his throat he shakes his head when he feels his jaw go slack, glancing worriedly at Eddie who’s already too busy rummaging around the living room looking for his trusty metal lunch box.

“Don’t mind her, she’s just my partner in crime,” waving a dismissive ringed hand in your direction as he digs behind the couch Jonathan just got settled on, Argyle’s face falls slightly at the nickname.

That still didn’t stop him from watching you push yourself off the wall and walk to the kitchen island, sitting yourself on the cleared spot on top. Legs moving to the beat of the music still bleeding out from the speakers in Eddie’s room, you knew he was completely transfixed on you as he rocked back on his heels.

“Got it boys!” cheering himself on loudly, it’s your turn to roll your eyes.

“Only you would lose your lunch box full of drugs Munson,” winking at Argyle after you roast your best friend, his smile turns shy when he looks away.

“Bold of you to insult me when you smoke for free,” squinting with threatening eyes, he flips the lid open, the metal connecting with the wood of the coffee table in a loud clunk.

Sticking your tongue out at him he scoffs before turning his attention towards Jonathan pulling out two different bags of the new strains Rick had just supplied him with.

Argyle watches you both with confused eyes, unsure what to think of your banter as he feels the shift in your stare. The heat of it makes all the blood rush to his cheeks when he dares to meet it. Waving him over, you remind him to actually finish walking in. Eyes going wide at the realization, he looks down as he walks over to stand in the space right next to you.

Leaning his back against the formica countertop, your knee brushes the side of his arm with every small kick of your dancing feet. He smells like the kind of weed that makes you feel bad for whatever Eddie’s about to sell them and a hint of an earthy toned cologne. Dark eyes lifting up to yours, his breath catches in his throat when you meet his gaze instantly.

“Sooo, how’s it going?” purposely nudging him this time, you get a smile to finally break across his nervous face.

“It’s uhh- it’s good, Jonathan’s mom is super nice. Her cooking is shmackin,” giggling a little, he told himself it was because of the lingering effects of the weed they smoked on the way here, not because of the way you sucked your bottom lip between your teeth as you listened.

“Oh yeah, dinner at Joyce’s is always a hit. She really is the sweetest,” eyes crinkling in the corners when you grin at him, he was even cuter this close.

“How long are you visiting?” resting your chin on your shoulder when you look up at him, the height difference is still noticeable despite your advantage. His cheeks turn bubble gum pink at your flirty questioning.

“Just for a few weeks, I don’t want to put them out too much you know? She’s got a full house over there with everyone back,” you catch a hint of sadness in his mellow voice. He missed his best friend, that was more than evident. The thought of only seeing Eddie a few weeks out of the year sounded miserable.

“So you and Jonathan huh? How’d that even happen?” The difference in their personalities was astounding, but even you had to admit that Byers came back from California a little more relaxed. Meeting Argyle you’re starting to figure out why.

“Ahh yeah, dudes was like having a total meltdown at school one day about some stuff with Nancy, I felt bad you know, he looked like someone kicked his dog.” Glancing over at his friend he laughs at the memory.

“So I just showed him the ways of Purple Palm Tree delight and the rest was history.” Smirking proudly when he looks at you, his eyes briefly drift towards your lips curled up into their own grin.

“Finally! Someone got Byers to chill out!” Your praise is loud enough to get a side eye from Jonathan and a laugh from his cute friend.

“It’s super nice of you to come all this way to visit Argyle, I hope you make the most of your time here,” sweetness drips from your words making his eyes grow as big as saucers when he catches the slight invitation hidden inside them.

Jonathan finally speaks loud enough for the whole room to hear, snapping your attention away from the pretty stoner boy.

“Are you guys going to the party at Rick’s tonight?” shoving the bag of weed he just bought in his back pocket, his beady eyes dart between you and Eddie.

Argyle’s still in his own world and Eddie’s got a front row seat to his completely smitten gaze dead set on your face. Despite being annoyed with you all afternoon, you’d always been a good wingman when he needed it. Lips pulling up in a mischievous smirk he wiggles his eyebrows at you before answering.

“We are!”flipping the lid to his lunch box shut with obnoxious force, you’re truly shocked he hasn’t broken it yet with his need for dramatic flair.

The sound of metal clanking loudly snaps Argyle out of whatever lovesick daze you already had him in from just from batting your lashes and showing a little interest. His eyes connect with Eddie's, a sheepish look taking over his face from being caught openly gawking.

“We are? what part-“ Eddie glares at you before cutting you off.

“The party I was literally just telling you about before they got here,” he looks pointedly at the boy shuffling his feet next to you.

Argyle’s eyes stay fixated on the dirty carpeted floor doing his best not to stare, completely oblivious to the way Eddie was trying to help him out, not scold him.

Glancing over at the cowering boy, it’s like a light bulb flashes on top of your head when you realize Eddie was trying to help you get laid.

“Ohhh that party! Sorry, stoner memory you know?” bumping your shoulder with his, your lips twist up in a grin when the chocolate of his eyes meet yours, “Totally going”

The look on Argyle’s face is hard to read as a mixture of excitement and fear cross over his features at the same time. Shifting uneasily, he keeps looking at Eddie from the corner of his eye but he can’t stop the smile that slowly spreads across his soft lips, big pearly whites flashing at you.

“C-cool, I’ll totally see you there,” coughing as he scratches the back of his neck before quickly turning his attention to Eddie, “And uhh- you too man, I’ll uh see you there too!” the last part comes out loud enough to be a yell, his nerves making his voice shake.

“Uhhh, yeah man. For sure,” Eddie’s tone is laced with confusion, eyebrows raised in question as he looks at Argyle like he’s growing a second head.

Jonathan looks at his friend with wide eyes, his cheeks turning rosy from embarrassment from his outburst. Shaking his head, he stands up with a pat on his thighs - giving the universal gesture for ‘it’s time to go’

“Alright, well this got awkward. I think we’re gonna head out, we’ll see you guys tonight,” beckoning his friend to follow him towards the front door, he steals one last look at you before almost tripping over his own feet following Jonathan, flashing you a lopsided grin.

Shutting the door behind them Eddie turns to you with a smirk that you want to smack off his face.

“Look if that’s what you’re into -“ you throw a stray Readers Digest at Eddie before he has a chance to finish teasing you.

“Oh? Would you like him more in a pleated skirt waving some Pom Pom’s for Jason and his goons?” jumping off the counter you go for the jugular, your smirk growing when you get the same hard glare from earlier in his room.

“Listen, Caspian likes who he likes. I’m just the guy behind the wheel,” hands raised in mock defense, you snort rolling your eyes walking away with crossed arms.

“Eddie, your dick isn’t the Prince of fucking Narnia,” his boisterous laugh booms over the music and your glad he can’t see the way your lips twitch up at his antics, butterflies making their way inside your stomach at the thought of seeing Argyle’s goofy smile again again.

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You’ve always hated parties, especially Reefer Rick parties. Messy and way too loud, it wasn’t just the usual crowd at Harrington's, dodging leering stares around every corner, you cling to Eddie’s arm as a deterrent.

“I don’t know what you were thinking wearing that skirt to Rick’s,” laughing at the permanent look of disgust that was stuck on your face as the two of you weave through the crowd, you turn your head up to stick your tongue out.

“You’re gonna give that poor kid a heart attack,” Eddie shakes his head when he sees the Cheshire smile that takes over your face as you approach the makeshift drink station, “Death by bone - Byers!”

Eddie’s outburst makes you jump when your eyes meet Argyle’s from over the keg on the dining room table, the stoned grin on his face faltering when he sees your arm wrapped tightly around Eddie’s. Big brown eyes only grow bigger when he gets a glimpse of the expanse of your legs and another thin tank top covering your chest like earlier, leaving little for his imagination.

The rosy color comes back to his cheeks when you let go of Eddie as you approach with a smile that seemed to be reserved just for him pretty on your glossed lips.

“Hey Argyle,” breathy and smitten, your own cheeks heat up when the corner of his mouth turns up, lopsided just how you like.

“Hey - wow, you look - wow - yeah you look gorgeful,” stumbling over his words, Jonathan looks exasperated with his best friend already, “I mean gorgeous, err — um beautiful.”

Jonathan raises his eyebrows in a greeting at you before taking a sip from his red solo cup, doing his best to ignore the stuttering mess next to him as he greets Eddie with their dude shake.

Argyle catches Eddie’s passive stare and it only seems to make him more nervous.

“Hey man, you look, you look uhh great too!” stammering a little less, his voice raises a few octaves borderline yelling just like in the living room earlier.

“Careful Argyle, keep smooth talking me like this and I’m gonna think you want me and not my friend here,” Eddie winks with a dimpled grin spread wide across his face before he scopes out the scene of the party. Zeroing in on a home base on the couch in the living room that sat miraculously unoccupied.

“Think I’m gonna post up, you know what they say ‘When in Rome’,” he gestures with his head to the spot to Jonathan, “Wanna join? I got a joint with our name on it.”

“Isn’t Rick gonna get pissed at you for selling at his house?” finally tearing your eyes away from Argyle who’s openly gaping at Eddie, you look up at your best friend.

“Pffft, please. It’s not like he’s not going to see the fruits of my labor, it’s fine, trust me. He’s probably already plastered and passed out on his waterbed anyway,” shrugging off your concern he looks at Jonathan expectantly.

“You good with that buddy?” clapping a hand on his friend's back, Argyle’s brown eyes dart back and forth between you and Eddie, repeating the words “my friend” like he was trying to solve a puzzle.

“Yeah, he’ll protect me from all the creeps won’t you,” grabbing his hand, the heat of his palm is an instant comfort against yours. Sucking your bottom lip between your teeth you look up at him from under your lashes. His cheeks turn the color of cherry blossoms when he finally meets your stare, squeezing your hand gently, he looks back at the two boys finding his nerve.

“Yeah I’ll protect this pretty little princess with my life man,” saluting your best friend, Eddie raises his eyebrows seemingly unimpressed before turning back to Jonathan.

“Ready?” ignoring Argyle’s pledge you snort at Eddie’s casual bitchiness.

“Yeah, let's go. Look, be cool man, don’t take anything anyone here offers you, got it? I’m not taking care of you again like that time you ate the mushrooms you found in the woods,” Jonathan looks a lot like the guy you’d always known talking to his friend like he would his little brother with a finger pointed in Argyle’s face.

“There'll be no mushroom consumption on my watch, Byers,” mocking Argyle’s salute, your antics earn an eye roll from Eddie knowing damn well if the offer was given to both of you, you’d fold.

“Alright! You kiddos, have fun and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Eddie grabs Jonathan by the shoulders aggressive enough to have his beer slosh over the lid and you were almost positive that annoyed scowl would be stuck on his face all night.

Watching them till they both got lost in the crowd of bodies, you and Argyle finally dare to face each other. The air between you thickening now that you were alone, and he was still very much holding your hand.

“Do-“

“How-“

It was like a cheap rom com the way you both went to talk at the same time, cheeks heating up as you both look at the ground, a new shyness taking over. Squeezing his hand you encourage him.

“You first,” soft and sweet, you swear you his pupils dilate from the way you look at him.

Argyle gets the same expression on his face Eddie does when he’s forced to talk to Chrissy when she comes to buy weed for her friends. He was silently hyping himself up. Straightening his shoulders he clears his throat before the smile that made your stomach do flips graces his kissable lips.

“Can I get the pretty lady a beveregino?”

A stumbling drunk someone knocks into you before you have a chance to give an answer. Flying into his chest he lets go of your hand to grab at your hips, helping you regain your balance. The slurred apology falls on deaf ears when you and Argyle lock eyes from this close, chest to chest his fingers dig into you just enough to notice.

“I’m not much of a drinker, more of a stoner. Wanna go by the lake? I stole a joint from Eddie before we left,” grinning with pride at your sticky fingers, his lips twitch up, eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Woman after my own heart, hell yeah! Let's blow this popsicle stand,” turning you around he keeps his hands on your hips, lips coming close to your ear from behind, “Lead the way my weed smoking goddess”

Goosebumps rise, dancing across your skin at the feeling of his warm breath fanning down your neck as you lead him through the crowd. His hands never leave their spot from your hips, their grip tightening as you get closer to the sliding glass door that takes you out to Rick’s backyard.

Stepping onto the wooden deck he finally lets you go, there’s just a few stragglers outside smoking cigarettes too lost in their own conversation to notice the two of you. The air has lost most of its humidity, leaving the night in a post heatwave glow. The stars gleam bright next to the moon in the clear night sky, reflecting off the water it lights your way as you walk hand in hand down to the lake. Stealing glances at him from the corner of your eye the whole way down, you catch him doing the same thing, both of you giggling every time your eyes meet.

Finding a place nestled next to Rick’s boat house, you were far enough from the party for the loud music and constant chattering to seem like a faint noise in the background. The laps of the water hitting the shore take center stage as you curl your legs under your thighs when you sit like the princess he claimed you to be on the plush grass.

His knee brushes yours when he plops down Indian style next to you, his curious eyes follow yours as you look down at your exposed cleavage. Digging into your bra you pull a perfectly rolled joint with a smug smirk on your face, twirling it around in your dainty fingers he can’t help but throw his head back and laugh.

“I thought chicks only did that in movies, that’s some secret spy shit,.” the smile he gives you makes you want to squirm, “Crafty and beautiful.”

Not used to the kind of confidence he was giving you alone like this, you bite your lip to try and hide your smile as you tuck your hair behind your ears.

“Please, Eddie’s just oblivious,” scoffing, your face feels like the hottest part of the day from words that were sweeter than the ice cream cone you had earlier at Benny’s.

“I think it’s a little bit of both,” winking as he leans back, eyes watching you the way every woman dreams of as you search for a lighter.

“I think Eddie still has the lighter,” the cute pout that pulls at your bottom lip has his fingers twitching.

Holding up his index finger he starts digging through his multicolored jogger pockets.

“No need to worry, I’ve got us covered beautiful,” pulling out a bright yellow Surfer Boy Pizza one, he hands it to you with a lazy lopsided grin.

“My hero,” leaning forward as you snatch it, you dare to press a chaste kiss on his cheek as a token of your gratitude.

His eyes go wide enough to see the whites behind them and that perfect kind of smile that pushes against his cheeks is almost brighter than the moon hanging in the sky.

Scooting closer when you flick the lighter, the breeze that washes over the lake has other plans when it keeps snuffing the flame out. After the third failed attempt Argyle scoots closer, shoulders and thighs touching his big hands cover yours as a shield.

“Thank you,” daring to look at him from this close, his eyes meet yours almost instantly, catching the way they flutter down to your lips and how he has to wet his own after.

Tearing your gaze away, you focus on lighting the joint, the flame catching almost instantly with his help. Twirling it around so it burns even, he lets his hands fall at the same time as you. The palm of yours landing on the top of his, your eyes meeting again as you hollow out your cheeks taking the first hit. He just smirks, not moving an inch, the heat of his body is warm against your skin from this close.

The silence is comfortable as the two of you pass the joint back and forth for a while, fingers brushing purposefully with every hand off. Leaning completely against each other with pinkies hooked between you, he’s the one that breaks the silence when you hit the middle of the joint.

“So have you lived here your whole life?” plucking at the grass next to him he looks up at you with soft eyes as you finish filling your lungs.

“Yep, pretty much. My parents lived in Indianapolis till I was three then moved here for a quieter life,” snorting at the cliche of it, you pass him the joint, “What about you? Always been in California?”

“Yeah, it’s just me and my mom. She’s like the best ever though, so, you know I don’t really need anyone else but her,” taking a big hit of the joint so he didn’t have to elaborate further, you changed the subject.

“Would you ever leave? Like, move somewhere else?” it’s your turn to pick at the grass, the nerves of getting to know a boy getting the best of you.

“What? Like here?” smirking at you when he hands you the joint, your cheeks heat up at what he’s implying.

“No! Don’t move to Hawkins, there’s nothing here,” smiling around the end of the joint you take a hit to distract yourself from his playful stare.

“I don’t know, it seems pretty cool to me so far,” you don’t miss the way his pinky squeezes yours after the sentence leaves his mouth, eyes looking at you pointedly daring you to catch on.

“You wouldn’t survive the winters, I’m sure of it,” looking at him from under the hood of your lashes, your teeth tug at your bottom lip barely hiding your smile when you hand him back the joint.

“What about you? Do you wanna move?” his eyes glaze over when he takes his hit starting to reach the end of it, your bodies buzzing with the high and the excitement of a new crush.

“More than anything, Community College is just really cheap out here and I don’t know what I want to do yet, so the plan is to move anywhere that's not here after I figure that out,” sighing at the thought of finally leaving Hawkins you meet his gaze when you feel the chocolate of his eyes on you.

“I’m going to Community College too! And I also don’t know what I’m doing! Look at us two peas in a pod man,” he’s loud with excitement sending you into a fit of giggles and you lean even deeper into his side as he hands you the joint.

“Just need Eddie hurry it up, he finally graduated but he still has to take two summer school classes. We’re supposed to do this college thing together,” he catches the small frustrated pout you try to hide.

It’s quiet for a minute, the elephant in the room coming back as the sound of the water and crickets fill your ears.

“So you and Eddie like never..?” not bold enough to meet your side eye after the question leaves his mouth, you smirk as you take another rip. Exhaling slowly before handing it back to him.

“We’ve known each other since we were kids so naturally, we tried kissing once. It happened the summer before Junior year,” sticking your tongue out like there was a bad taste in your mouth, the memory makes you shudder, “Too weird, we’re too close.”

Argyle just nods trying to keep his poker face as he takes a hit when he hears that Eddie has actually kissed you before, but you catch on quick.

“Besides, despite the metal appearance,” leaning closer like you were about to indulge in a secret you whisper, “He likes cheerleaders.”

Earning a snort from him the smoke of his inhale flows freely out his nose and mouth as he chuckles at your antics.

“And I like pizza delivery boys, especially cute ones from California,” the weed settles enough to make you feel bold and you watch him freeze at your flirty words.

He slowly meets your gaze, bloodshot eyes scanning your face for any trace of humor but he’s only met with the hungry look in yours staring at his lips, and he swears your brows furrow with want when your tongue glides across wetting your bottom lip.

“Yeah?” his voice cracks when he puts out the remainder of the joint into the ground, angling his body more towards yours.

Nodding, you squeeze your hooked pinky with his silently begging him to give you what you want.

Taking your cue, he leans forward close enough for your noses to touch, the hesitation to fully commit has your lips brushing feather light against his. You can taste the last of the joint as you breath each other in, grabbing a fist full of his shirt when you’ve finally had enough, you close the gap with a satisfied hum when they mold instantly with yours.

It feels like the Fourth of July behind your closed lids, still a month away but the fireworks you swear you feel blur your vision when you lose yourself in him. Begging for more when your tongue swipes across his bottom lip, he groans low when he gives you everything you want. Tongues and teeth clash together desperate like years of pining finally come to an end despite it being less than a day, maybe it was the weed or maybe it was him, but it feels like it’s everything you want and more.

The initial intensity dwindles as you start to move lazy and slow against each other. Taking his time, he savors every giggle and gasp he pulls from you. Your hands find their way into his long hair, it’s even softer than you imagined when your fingers run through it. His hat falls off when you give it a gentle tug at the base of his neck.

Working up enough courage to pull you on his lap, he swallows your moan when you feel the bulge in his pants. The lace panties you wore just for him and the thin material of his joggers is the only thing between you and what’s underneath. Your skirt sits bunched up at your hips with his hands and you can’t help it when you rock against him, feeling every inch of him against your clit.

Pulling you down closer, his lips take a break from yours to make their way over your jaw and down the curve of your neck. Nipping and sucking against all the sweet spots that sit nestled just behind your ear. A high pitched whine escapes you when he applies just the right amount of pressure with his teeth, smiling against your skin, his nose nudges against your earlobe, a soft “Yeah?” sending your nerves down your spine.

His hands make their way to your thighs squeezing at the soft fat before his fingertips drag their way across the expanse of them finding their new home at the curve of your ass. Toying with the sides of your underwear you collect his lips again with your fingers holding onto his chin.

Rocking with a little more force when your tongues meet again, his hands grip you harder making you bite his lip in response.

“You- you can touch me,” your voice is quiet when you dare to say the words out loud, his lips stopping abruptly against yours.

“A-are you sure?” his eyes look black even in the moonlight when they meet yours from over the bridge of your nose.

Nodding against him, you encourage his hand as your lips meet his again, pulling your panties to the side he groans loud into your mouth when he’s met with your slick folds coating his fingertips.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe you’re real,” staring up at you, he’s mesmerized at the way you shudder when the pads of his long fingers rub circles on your clit.

Mewling when he lets the tip of his middle finger poke at your entrance, you dig your nails into his broad shoulders when he finally pushes one in, your velvet walls gripping him hard, pulling him deeper. His hips jut up at the sensation only adding to how good it all feels.

“G- god Argyle don’t - don’t stop please,” your demand comes out as a whine when he adds a second finger, curving them slightly brushing that spongy spot inside of you.

“I like that, I like when you say my name like that,” the pad of his thumb meets your bundle of nerves as you start to shamelessly ride his hand, the need to cum taking over all the bashfulness from before.

“Yeah?”

Nodding against the side of your face he nips at your jaw before taking your lips, the strokes of his fingers becoming more deliberate.

He manages to say, “Do it again” between kisses as he curves his fingers once more, getting him exactly what he asked for.

Kisses turn sloppy as you get closer to your release, your hands leave their place on his shoulders to dig at the roots at the nape of his neck, tugging the way that earned you a moan the last time.

He increases the speed of his fingers, the sound of how wet you are is loud enough to be embarrassing but it only makes him twitch inside his pants as he thrusts up, your mouth falling open against his.

“I’m gonna - god - I’m gonna cum,” pulling his hair hard enough it should hurt, he only pushes himself deeper in response, the new intensity sending you over the edge.

“Yeah? Good, come on let me feel it,” his voice is hardly recognizable the moment those words come out of your mouth. Deep and thick with want, it has your thighs shaking as you drench his fingers, face buried in the crook of his neck you let your orgasm wash over you like a storm.

“Jesus, you look like an angel right now,” his voice comes out like a whisper, almost like he’s saying it to himself.

His hips stop their movements as his fingers slow their pace when he feels your body start to calm down, pulling them out despite the fight of your walls they keep fluttering around nothing from the aftershock.

Your gasp is quiet against his skin when you don’t feel so full anymore. You’re too stoned and too tired to open your eyes when you hear the sound of him sucking his fingers clean.

“You’re sweeter than fucking pineapple, I swear,” chuckling at his own revelation your lips tug up into a smirk finally having the strength to meet his gaze.

“You like pineapple?” you had no idea the question would elicit such a strong response until his face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Do I like pineapple? Do I like -“ Jonathan’s panicked voice rings out over the lake interrupting the out of body experience Argyle was about to have about fruit.

“Come on guys, Rick kicked Eddie out for selling at his party!”

#argyle #argyle stranger things #argyle smut #argyle x reader #argyle x you #argyle x y/n #argyle imagine #stranger things argyle #argyle x fem!reader #eddie munson #jonathan byers #eduardo franco #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fanfic

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- - C A R A M E L - - 5

5. Cookies and Americano pt2

Genre: BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut

Warnings: BTS x reader, very subby reader, innocent reader, power play, eventual smut, sexual and non sexual domination, a lot of skinship (but like lots) excessive pet names, sexism, anxiety, insecurities, possessive behavior, maybe BTS x BTS etc, MC gets a bit to hazy..

…

You freeze in your tracks and your eyes open wide. Oppa? Isn’t that term supposed to be for family and close people? Did that mean you two were close? How close? And why? You have known each other for way less than a month, and yet here you are, resting on a couch, with your arms around his neck and one of the most famous singers in the world nuzzling against your skin. Your head started to spiral, but a particular hard bite on your collarbone drew your attention back to him.

“Am I boring you, kitten?” Yoongi scolded, but his tone was relaxed and his words went out with a chuckle, lifting his head so he could look at your eyes.”I don’t want to share your attention…even with your own mind, I want all your focus on me, can you manage that, pretty one?” You are about to nod your head, but you stop yourself when you remember his words from earlier.

“Yes Oppa…I-I can do that” your voice quavers, but your wish for him not to stop is bigger. He smiles, bringing both hand to cup your cheeks and get you closer, to the point your forehead were touching.

“I knew you could, baby…such a good girl” and he moves forward.

He kissed you.

Your breath hitched for a second until you felt his lips barely brush the corner of your lip and rest on your cheek. It was perfectly measured so he wouldn’t touch your lips, but just tease you. And he knew he had gotten what he wanted when he noticed that those lips, he wanted to kiss so badly, were parted. Your breathing was heavy and your cheeks were hot and red. He was satisfied with his handy work until he noticed the way your leg was shaking, and not in a good way. Yoongi sighed, understanding what it meant, and he held your cheeks a little firmer.

“Hey, pretty girl? You with me?” His voice dropped both in tone and in volume and your glazy eyes encountered his. “Did I do something that made you upset? Did I overstep?” His voice was still firm but you could feel the worry in it. You could tell how concerned he was about you not being comfortable about his approach.

“No! N-no, no, i-its not that…” you were making your biggest effort to speak, resting your hands on his forearms so you could have something to grab onto and that kept contact with him. “I just…I guess I kinda felt…I-it was just…too much, a bit too much, and t-too quickly and I…” you tried to explain, but your words were getting tangled in your hazy like space and your nervousness.

You knew that when he kissed you, even though it was not on your lips but close enough, something changed in you. Your comfortable state went away and you felt your eyes burning just the way they do before filling with tears. And you don’t understand why! He didn’t do anything wrong! You were liking it…a lot actually. The way his touch felt so nice, how both his voice and actions were completely guiding you through everything, and taking control from you in a way that you felt safe and cared for. Everyone talked about his eyes often, how they were cat-like and he scrutinized everyone with his death stares, but you couldn’t agree. His eyes were soft and caring, adoring even. You kinda thought that Yoongi may even want the same, for you to trust him enough to relax and let him take the lead for you. You just felt warm, all through.

But somewhere in your head your couldn’t forget who he was, what could happen if you made him angry, if you made a false move. And it made you anxious. You had a hard time telling if you wanted to please him because you really felt good with him (and the others) or you were convincing yourself so you could keep this job. Your rent wasn’t cheap, and even though you did grocery’s and used services less than you were supposed to, you couldn’t afford being fired. The anxiety caught up to you when you felt his lips on your skin and you tensed, hoping he wouldn’t realize. But of course he did.

“Hmm…” he hums, using his thumbs to rub gently on your warm cheekbones “Did I make you overwhelmed, Kitten?” He whispers and you start to stutter, trying to explain yourself, he stops you “it’s not wrong or bad to feel overwhelmed, sweetheart. I just want you to tell me to know how you are feeling. That’s what’s important” he moves his hand to bop at your nose, but he stops himself “is it alright if I keep touching you now or you think you would like some time off?”

He tries to takes his hands off your cheeks before you can answer, but you hold onto his wrists for dear life, pushing them softly so they go back to your face. Yoongi releases a barely there sigh of relief, and moves his hands so he is cupping your cheeks and your jaw. You use your own to hold onto his fingers, rubbing on his knuckles since it’s grounding to you. You nuzzle against his warm hands, avoiding his eyes from your shyness. “I-I…I don’t want you to stop touching me, Oppa”

Yoongi stops his own mind before it can start to wander to dirtier places. He can see you are sensitive, not only physically but also emotionally. Your headspace was kinda easy to trigger, or maybe it’s because their guiding hands had a bigger impact on you, but it was there. So they had to be extra careful with you if they wanted you around. He wanted to take care of you so badly he felt like he was losing his mind. But he knew it may take sometime, specially if they all wanted you in their rooms, if you even accepted that.

“Alright, pet, then I won’t stop” he showed you his famous gummy smile, and before you could realize he scooped you up and sat on the couch, with you on his lap.

You gasped, startled from his sudden movement, but you relaxed as soon as you felt his hand tangle in your hair, starting to play with it softly. Your skin breaks out in goosebumps when his fingers get closer or you naps and a chill goes down your spine, making him chuckle from how sensitive you were and how easy it was to make you react.

“Is this alright, kitten?” he asks, tapping at your chin so you would put your eyes on him. You remembered your first encounter with him and what he told you a few minutes ago about how he wanted you to answer, so you used your words, wanting for him to tell you how good you were. “I’m relieved you are feeling better, pretty kitten…could you tell me why you started to feel overwhelmed? Where you not liking it?” Hd continued to play with your hair, his other hand caressing your face continuously.

“No…I actually liked it a lot…” you feel your cheeks burn heavily from your statement, doing your best to put your shyness away, and his smirk seemed to show he was pleased. “I just wasn’t expecting it…The kiss I mean! I-it’s new to me! I’m not used to such things and it just…surprised me”

Yoongi rested his chin on your shoulder, humming in agreement but also nosing the column of your neck, enjoying the path of goosebumps he left behind and the small shine that you left out. “Then we should get you used to it, don’t you think, Kitten? We want you happy and cared for, would you like that?”

You think it through a couple seconds. It’s not an explicit offer, but you understand to some point what it’s behind it. And you like the idea, so you nodded your head as well as a verbal response, and he caressed your lower lip with his thumb, sweetly.

“Good girl, so nice and sweet for her Oppa…” you can’t help but whine form how fuzzy and warm his words make you feel, a knot in your lower belly tightening and Yoongi can feel how your clench your thighs slightly. “Hmm, you feeling fuzzy kitten?” You nod your head softly, with a small pout on your lips that he fakes the gesture of biting, and you giggle a bit. “Yeah? Well, then take whatever you need from me kitten, whatever makes you feel steady and grounded…”

You don’t hesitate for too long, choosing to just rest your head on his collarbone and nuzzle his neck, drowning deeper into his scent and his warm skin.

“Yeah, that’s it, kitten…so good at listening, such a perfect little pet…”

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i found ur cyno x m!reader hcs and i was wondering if you could do the exact same thing but with an f!reader instead?

Yes, of course love! I would absolutely love to write this! i feel as though there won't be much of a difference, though, whether the reader is female, male, gender neutral, unlabeled, ykyk?? im not complaining at all, of course. this gives me more of an excuse to write more hcs about my dear HAHSHHHhckn. This wasn't a request but... what do you guys think of some kazuha hcs next?? AND THEN I'LL DO GIRLS PROBABLTD SJHJSDJJ-

Cyno hcs and scenarios!!! (cyno x f!reader)

warning(s): fluff,,,, and nsfw. of course.

omg okay cyno is so😻😻 like. when you’re deep into a sentence or a rant about something i can just imagine this man staring at you so intently and carefully ahhzhhIsudhh.

^^ OKAY AND LIKE. hear me out. one finger lays on his chin and his legs are crossed, his elbow resting on his knee. while he’s staring at you with thoSE DAMN EYES BRO😩😩

if you’re like me who wakes up a lot in the middle of the night, imagine him waking up and noticing you’re awake and just kinda taking your shoulder and like—

“Mm, why’re you up? Come back to bed with me, sunshine.”

such a quiet boy but so respectful. always silently studying and admiring you and just.

as i said in the last hcs with cyno, he’s an extremely overprotective boyfriend. although he fights a lot and can’t be there all the time, he wants to know where you're at, what you're doing, what you plan on doing, etc.

^^ to be fair, though, he trusts you. he just wants to make sure you're safe at all times and that you don't do anything stupid. he loves you too much to lose somebody as special as you which makes him that way :(

personally?.... would i mind cyno wanting to know everything i was doing?... no...

imagine this scenario. you and cyno had been traveling and youre just physically and mentally exhausted. cyno feels guilty and allows you to sleep while he picks you up (bridal style), softing rubbing you and holding you close to him while he walks.

JHASHUKDJBFSHJSDJDJ.

if this man can lift that fucking big boy by his neck like he did in that one scene, he can sure as hell carry me. period the end.

unintentionally hot???

^^ would tap his knuckles pondering in his thoughts. would take heavy breaths and roll his eyes every which way to think.

"Is that right? Hm, (Y/N)?"

nsfw!:

dom.

HE'D BE SO GOOD WITH HIS TONGUE. cmon dont lie and say you disagree PLEASE

i feel like his tongue would be long

again, i think that a lot of the times the sex would just be eager and impatient. it can be due to time, but a lot of the times its bc hes jealous,,, or needy,,, or just wanted to release,,, or all three if you want

will literally fuck anywhere, he does not care.

omg if youre receiving from him he loves LOVES loves loves when you're about to release and your thighs just squeeze his head omg

or when he sucks at the spots you really enjoy you rub your heels against his back and HUDSJHSDHJDJH.

such a huge teaser omg and kinda mean too

would quietly wreck you tbh

he grunts. a lot.

a lot of the time you have the advantage when hes jealous, so if you act like a brat, say hello to your new friend called a wheelchair

"if you're grateful enough with my fingers in your mouth, maybe I'll give you something better."

always respectful, just not in bed

live laugh love cyno.

#cyno #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin fluff #genshin smut #sumeru #genshin impact smut #genshin fanfic #cyno fluff #genshin #cyno genshin impact

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Bound- Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Twelve

A/n: We’ve made it to the end! It’s been quite the ride, and I wanna thank everyone who took the time to read this little story of mine out of the thousands other out there!! You guys are seriously amazing and have made writing this series so much fun. There’s much more to come from me, and as always, enjoy <3

Content Warnings: Angst, arguing, language, kinda mean Jake (but he makes up for it), explicit sexual content, light fingering, unprotected sex, NOT GONNA SPOIL THE REST!!!

Word Count: 5.2k

One Week Later…

My dearest Y/n, May 27th, 1973

I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately, then again that’s nothing new. It pains me to know that I’ve gone the past two years of my life without you by my side, and I miss you more than I can put into words.

I know my mistakes in the past led us to where we are now, and I’m so sorry for all the pain that I’ve caused you, I never wanted to break your heart. I was foolish, and immature, and I took our time together for granted.

But despite all of that, my love for you has never wavered. You’re the light of my life, babydoll, and still the reason I wake up every morning and dare to face the world.

I want you to know ,y/n, that even though I can’t change the past, I’m not giving up on us. I believe in my heart that we were bound to be together, that we’re two halves of a whole, and I’m willing to walk this earth alone until you find your way back to me. All I want from this life is you in my arms again, so I can spend the rest of my days making you happy, and proving to you just how much I love you.

Please take care of yourself, and know that I’m waiting for you.

I love you, I miss you.

Yours Always,

Jake

You slid the postcard back into its envelope and sat it with the pile of others you’d already read through with a heavy sigh. For the past week, you’d spent your time holed up at your mother’s house, experiencing all the emotions that a situation like this could put you through.

Grief, relief, frustration, happiness, fear, optimism. All of those feelings were a constant swirling storm inside of you.

In all honesty, you didn’t know when you’d get the courage to finally speak to Jake, if you’d ever find the courage at all. The last words he said to you were the biggest roadblock preventing you from facing him.

“…if you walk out that door, you might as well never look back…”

But he was there, right there. A short twenty minute drive up the road, back at his parents for a few weeks before he was back on the road again with his brothers.

You knew your window of opportunity was closing in, every day that passed was another day closer to his departure. Yet still, you couldn’t bring yourself to face him.

The air smelled of fresh rain, heavy gray clouds rolling off into the distance as the recent storm passed over. The harsh sun peeked from behind them, its light reflecting off of the dewdrops in the grass making it shine that much brighter.

That porch swing had been your anchoring spot since you’d arrived, spending every moment that you possibly could in the comfort of its gentle rocking. Your mom was very mindful of giving you your space, only popping in every once in a while to check on you when she felt it necessary.

At times, it was nice to have her company, but she knew well that what you needed more than anything in those days was peace and solitary, and you were so very thankful for her understanding.

However, it was time for one of her routine check ins. Your back was facing the door, but you heard it creak open slowly before slamming back shut.

Hopefully she has tea, you thought to yourself as you waited for her to take a seat. And ever attentive to your needs, she handed you a steaming white mug as she sat down beside you.

“Just wanted to check on you, how are you feeling? Careful, it’s hot.”

You heeded her warning and sat the mug down on the small side table, giving her a shrug, “I don’t really know,” you scoffed, “it’s like I’m feeling a whole bunch, but at the same time I feel nothing.”

Her gaze was casted into the distance, her graying hair blowing out behind her. For the first time in a while, you realized that she was really aging, and it made you think of how much time had passed, and how quickly it had done so.

“Well, do you know what you’re gonna do?” she asked.

Once again, you shrugged, “I don’t know, mama. I’m afraid this is really the end for Jake and me,” she turned to look at you, “you didn't see the look on his face when I walked out that door back in Montana, I’d never seen him like that before. I put him through absolute hell. And though it wasn’t intentional,” you shook your head, that thought being tossed into the wasteland of your mind, “what if it’s too late?”

Your mom sat up straighter, something she did whenever she was about to spew words of wisdom or encouragement. But instead, something entirely different left her mouth.

“That very well may be the case, and if it is, you can’t do nothing but accept it.”

Your head dropped. So much for that encouragement.

“But baby,” she continued, calling your attention back to her, “do you really think you and Jake could ever stay away from each other? Isn’t that what got you into this situation in the first place?”

You don't answer her, only turning to look out of the post-rain landscape as she had done before. She grabs the thin blanket thrown over the back of the swing and drapes it across the both of you, “I wanna tell you a story, of how me and your father came to be me and your father. I don’t think I’ve ever told you this story before.”

She was right, she hadn’t, and your interest was piqued. If the story had anything to do with helping your current situation, you were all ears.

You scooped up your much cooler tea from the table and tucked your knees up to your chest, giving her your full attention.

“I met your dad when I was sixteen at the spring festival they host in town every year. I’d just moved here from an even smaller town, if you can believe it, and I didn’t know a soul here. I went by myself,” she chuckled.

“Your dad saw me sitting alone, and he was the first person to come up and talk to me. He was so charming, y/n,” she grinned, “I was swoon from the moment he said hello. We spent the entire night side by side and by the time we said our goodbyes, I was sure he was the one for me.”

You smiled at that, the thought of your parents young and in love similar to the way you and Jake were.

“But, as I was waiting for your grandma to pick me up, I met Oliver Holloway, star football player of the high school team. And, boy was he something. He sat and talked with me while I waited, and by the end of that night, I didn’t know who I wanted. So… I started seeing both of ‘em, without the other knowing.”

“Mama,” you gasped playfully, causing her to chuckle. She was always a saint to you, it was hard to imagine her in such a way.

“It’s not like I wanted to see both of them at the same time, I just couldn’t choose. Each of those guys brought out a different side of me, and I liked both of them. It worked for awhile, but of course, I got caught, by your father, and he told me I had to make a choice.”

You were growing more and more interested in her story, not even aware that you were leaning in, chomping at the bits for her next words.

“I knew your father was the right choice. Oliver was nice and everything, but it was just something about your dad that I knew Oliver could never amount to, but I picked him anyway.”

You furrowed your brow, “you what?”

She nodded, “told your father to his face that I was choosing Oliver over him, not one of my better moments.”

“Well then what happened?” you pressed.

“Well, it didn’t take me long to realize that I hadn’t made the right choice after all. I was miserable without your father around, and I didn’t know how much I’d miss him until he was gone. Yes, I liked Oliver, but with your father, it was just different, I still can’t explain it to this day.”

You nodded in understanding, you knew that feeling all too well.

“When I told my friends that I thought I made a mistake, and I wanted to get your dad back, they all called me crazy. ‘You gutted him’, ‘There’s no way he’s gonna take you back after that’. And I almost believed them. But something inside of me told me that, if I didn't at least try, I’d spend the rest of my life regretting it. So I ended things with Oliver, and I went to see him.”

“He gave me a hard time at first, a really hard time. But in the end, we managed to make it work. And the rest is history.”

She placed a gentle hand on your knee giving you a small grin, “and I’m so thankful that I made that choice,” she choked out in an attempt to suppress her sobs.

“I can’t even imagine what my life would be like had I not taken that chance. I could’ve easily listened to what my friends were feeding me. I could’ve stayed with Oliver, maybe married him, and who knows, I probably would’ve had a pleasant life. But I don't think it could even amount to the beautiful life I built with your father, and I wouldn’t have gotten you, the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” her palm cupped your cheek, and you leaned into her touch.

“I miss him so much, but there’s a certain level of peace that I have knowing that I chose him, and loved him with everything in me until he took his last breaths.”

You both were crying silently now, holding each other close as the sun began to set on the horizon.

You were right, the story had helped, and you knew what you needed to do next. You refused to live your life in regret, possibly missing out on the life you always dreamed of having with Jake.

That night, you’d allow yourself to rest. But the next morning, you were going to him.

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Jake was up early that morning, as he usually was since he’d been back in Townsend. With him taking a nice long break from drinking, and no music to occupy his time, he’d been spending his days fixing stuff around his parents property.

First was reinforcing his old abode, then it was fixing the steps to his parents front porch that had begun to wither away. Little by little, project by project, he worked himself tired so he’d sleep at night, and kept his mind occupied in hopes it wouldn’t drift to thoughts of you.

For all the good it did.

The forecast called for more rain that day, though it didn’t take a weather reporter in a fancy suit to tell him that. The looming gray clouds from the night before had returned with a vengeance, and it was only a matter of time before the rain began to fall again.

Jake had his truck backed into the space that once housed he and his brothers music equipment, now acting as a proper garage. On his ride back from town earlier, it began sputtering, something that frustrated him greatly at first, but he soon realized it’d be another project to keep him occupied.

The humidity had him working with his shirt off, his body slid underneath the hood as he tinkered away. The music that played softly blended with the sound of rolling thunder, setting a peaceful backdrop for his project, but a third sound rang out into his ears, causing him to stop all his movements.

“Jake?”

Oh shit, am I dead? He thought to himself. Surely, the truck must have fallen on him while he was working, and now, he was in heaven. It was the only way he could explain hearing your voice in that moment. How exactly he’d made it there, he had no clue.

He slowly slid from under the car, his eyes fixed in your direction as you came into his view, dressed in a white sundress.

Maybe I am dead.

But he quickly shook away the silly thought, the feeling of seeing you there felt all too real.

Your eyes scanned his body swiftly, practically drooling at the way his entire abdomen was gleaming with sweat.

He stood from the ground and grabbed a nearby rag to wipe the motor oil from his hands.

“Howdy.”

“Hi Jake,” you shuffled on your feet as you pulled your bag close to you.

Awkward silence lingered between the two of you as he stood and stared at you, not a single emotion crossing his face.

“Ho-how are you doing?” You stammered, not daring to step an inch closer.

Another roll of thunder sounded around you, and Jake shielded his eyes to look up at the threatening sky, “I’m alright,” he glanced back at you, “you?”

“Okay.”

More silence, more thunder.

“Look Jake,” you spoke up, voice cracking under the pressure, “I… I don't even know what to say. Well, first of all I’m really sorry, for everything. I know that you probably don’t even wanna see me right now.”

He wanted to agree with you, but it wouldn’t have been true. Seeing your face was the highlight of his recently empty days. But he said nothing.

“But…” you continued, trying to find the best way to arrange your words, “well I left him. I left August.”

Jake widened his stance and crossed his arms over his chest, “why?”

You let out a nervous laugh, “wh-what do you mean why? You know why, Jake.”

“For me?” He scoffed, burning you with his harsh tone. You could feel tears beginning to sting at the back of your eyes, but forward you pressed.

“For us.”

“Us, huh?” He shook his head, “you didn’t seem too worried about ‘us’ when you walked out on me.”

Beginning to feel desperate, you took a step towards him, “Jake you know it—”

“Yeah, no, I get it. Complicated, right?” he gawks at you in disbelief before turning around to fumble in his toolbox. He didn’t know what he was looking for, but he’d know when he found it.

At that point he’d checked out of the conversation, and you could feel your chance growing smaller and smaller. You hated that feeling, like you were suffocating slowly.

“Jake,” you peeped as tears began to slide down your face, “don’t do this, please.”

“Damn it, do what, y/n?” he shouted as he swiftly turned back to face you with eyes full of fury, “you made your choice when you left! Remember?”

You didn’t let his sudden anger affect you. Instead, you stood straighter, puffing your chest out, “you're right, I did make my choice. I chose to leave August, break his fucking heart, because I want to be with you.”

Fat raindrops began to spill from the sky, but neither you or Jake moved.

“Yeah, you wanna be with me now,” he spat, “but what about then? You couldn’t wait to get back to Nashville, back to him,” he took a step towards you and jammed a finger in your direction, “you had me thinkin’ things were finally right between us again, all for you to just snatch it away from me.”

“I couldn’t just desert him like that!” you yelled back at him, feeling your own anger beginning to surface.

“Yes you could! You just didn’t want to, because you don't really want to be with me! You just like the idea of having me chase you for the rest of my natural born life cause you know I’d do it, no questions asked.”

You couldn’t believe the words that he was saying, but rather than making you sad, they only fueled your rage.

“God, get over yourself Jake!” you shoved him in his chest, causing him to stumble backwards, “you act like you have zero fault in this! Like you didnt leave me first! It’s how we ended up here in the first goddamn place!”

Jake rolled his eyes, “oh for fucks sake,” he leaned into your face so that you could hear him clearly, “that was five fucking years ago. I apologized to you a million times, we talked about it, and even still I beat myself up for it every! Fucking! Day! Get over it already!”

“I am over it! I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t! But you’re not gonna stand here and blame me for all of this,” you threw your hands up in the air to emphasize your point.

Jake stood huffing at you, defiantly choosing not to speak, but he didn’t need to.

“Jake this is a mess,” you scoffed in disbelief, blinking away a raindrop that rested on your eyelid.

“Yeah, I know,” he bit out, “it seems like it’s always a mess when it comes to us. Which is why we’re probably better off without each other.”

He turned with nothing else, entering the shelter of the garage just as the steady sprinkle transitioned into a heavy downpour, leaving you exposed to the elements.

“Jake you don’t mean that.”

He knows he doesn’t, how could he? But he still chose to ignore you, beginning to dig in his toolbox again.

You stalk over to him, “Jake, don’t walk away from me.”

When he doesn’t respond, you grab him by his shoulder and force him to face you. He’s still fuming, staring directly into your glassy eyes.

There, he could see practically the entirety of his past. From the first moment he laid eyes on you, to catching fireflies with you at the creek. Dancing with you at the middle school dance, the longing glances he gave you across the halls in high school. The summer of 72’, and all of the bleak days that followed his departure. The bar in Nashville, Montana, oh, Montana.

He was sure that this was the end for the two of you, but still found it strange, that even looking into his eyes and seeing the past, he could also see his entire future.

“Jake I love you,” you begged, cupping his face in your hands. You were soaking wet, your dress clinging to your body as the tears continued to stream, probably looking everything like the dictionary definition of desperate, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

His eyes avoided yours at all costs as his jaw clenched, but you were having none of it.

“Jake,” you push lightly on his chin to make him look at you again, “I love you. It’s always been you, there could never be anyone else for me.”

You press your lips to his, but he doesn’t kiss you back, his forehead, does though, meet with yours as he lets out a heavy sigh.

“Y/n, stop… it’s done.”

Every muscle in your body fights to cling to him, but instead, you pull away with an understanding nod. You wanted to say something to him, a final goodbye, but the shards of your broken heart stabbed at you so savagely, you couldn’t form words.

This was it, you were sure of it. The last heartbreak you could ever take.

You turned slowly to walk away, and Jake stood watching as the rain began to soak you again. He lets you get a comfortable distance away before he stops you with a call of your name.

Facing him again, you waited for him to speak or move, but he did no such thing. You felt as if this was his way of dragging out the torture just a little bit longer, but all you did was subject yourself to it. You couldn’t move, and you could hardly breathe.

Suddenly, his feet began moving towards you at a slow pace, his heavy boots splashing in the mud. But with every step he took, his speed increased, and soon you found yourself quickly moving in his direction as well. Both of you were running until your bodies crashed into each other with a forceful impact.

Jake swept you off of your feet and into his arms, his lips finding yours in a desperate and passionate kiss that knocked the wind from your lungs. With no resistance, you allowed him to hoist you up, your legs involuntarily tangling around his waist as you kissed him back with just as much ardor.

You pondered momentarily if what was happening was the end, if this was just one last kiss goodbye. You hated the thought of it, but you’d welcome it for the simple fact that you’d take what you could get. But with all the emotion that Jake was pouring into the kiss, you quickly realized that it couldn’t have even anything but a welcome home.

It’s as if it were echoing back to you your words from earlier, “I love you… It’s always been you, there could never be anyone else for me…”.

No, he didn’t say it, but you could feel it, and you knew he meant it with every fiber of his being.

His tongue delved into your mouth with urgency as he began making his way back into the house, carrying you all the way with him. Each of you were so desperate once you made it through the door, that you stopped in the small entryway, Jake propping your body against the wall as his hand began searching under your dress.

“Missed you babydoll, so much,” he panted into the crook of your neck as his tongue collected the droplets of water clinging to your skin. Your head fell back against the wall and your grip on his shoulders tightened as his fingers began tracing the outline of your underwear.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered into his ear, pressing your core into his touch,”I’m sorry Jakey I shouldn’t—”

“Shhhh, shh,” his fingers ghosted over your mouth to halt your rambling, and a gentle smile spread across his face, “no more apologizing. We’re done with that. Okay?”

He stroked your cheek as you stared at one another, so in love with the person that stared back at you.

“You forgive me?”

“Of course I do, darling,” he shakes his head at you, “I could never stay mad at you. Could never stay away from you. I need you too much. My girl…”

Your mouth opened to bestow the same adoration upon him, but all that escaped was a breathy moan as his fingers finally pushed past your underwear into your heat. He mimicked your reaction, a similar wisp of air leaving his mouth as he added a second finger.

“I love you Jake,” it tumbled out of you faster than you could process, your subconscious speaking for you when your conscious mind couldn’t, “I love you.”

“I know, I love you too,” his fingers were dragging in and out of you slowly as he drank in every whimper and facial expression you produced. The moment only lasted for a few more seconds before he was pulling his fingers from your warmth, hoisting you around his body again to carry you up to his room, his need to be one with you taking over everything.

His room was like a time capsule, left almost exactly how it was on that dreadful night so many years ago. But it brought you both a sense of comfort being in there again under much different circumstances, this time signifying a beginning rather than an end.

Jake sat you down on the bed gently, pulling your dress up over your head in the same movement to reveal your supple chest to him. Already without a shirt, he made quick work of his oil stained jeans and underwear. You removed your own, and within seconds of both of you becoming completely nude, Jake was on the bed and sinking himself into you.

He stiffened when you tightened around him, as if you were trying to pull him in deeper, and another strangled moan escaped you at the impact. But you welcomed all of him, with all of you.

“God, you’re fucking everything,” he grunted as his face fell into the crook of your neck, “fucking everything.”

Your bodies were pressed so seamlessly together that you were sure you could morph into one fluid being at any moment, and in a strange way, you wished you could. If it meant that you’d never have to be apart from him again, then so be it.

His thrusts were slow but impactful, sending your body reeling back with every union of your hips, as if he were trying to transfer everything her felt for you over.

“Thank you baby, thank you for coming back to me.”

You couldn’t stop the repeated whimpers long enough to respond, instead you tangled a hand into his hair, pulling his face closer to you as your body began rocking to meet his thrusts.

Your tongue searched out his neck, savoring the piquant taste of the sweat and rain combined on his skin. He shivered, and when he did his pace began to quicken, hips snapping into you like he was trying to prove a point.

“I love you,” you mewled, the only words you seemed to be able to produce, but that was more than enough for Jake. You could say it a million more times and he’d never grow tired of hearing it, ever.

His once controlled pace began to falter, signaling his approaching end, and without much thought, you wrapped your legs around his waist again.

He peeled himself away to look you in the eyes with a soporific smile, “inside, babydoll? You want me inside of you?”

You nodded, “yes. Yes Jakey please. Need it.”

His fingers began strumming at your clit, and your back arched away from the bed as you let out another loud yelp.

“You gonna cum with me?” He pressed, fingers speeding up ever so slightly, “finish together?”

Again, you nodded, one rogue tear slipping down your face, “right now.”

Jake leaned forward, kissing away the tear from the apple of your cheek before pressing his face flush against yours. The angle that this created had your stomach writing in knots, begging for that sweet rhapsody that was soon to be yours.

“I love you babydoll, I love you I love you,” he repeated, “thank you… I love you…my girl…”

With very little composure left, he gave you three more pointed thrusts before he was spilling out inside of you. The sensation of his pulsing cock was all it took for you to come undone as well, the thought of both of your releases joining in union inside of you sending an after shock of electricity through your body far after you came down.

Jake was huffing hot breaths into your ear, his body still conjoined with yours. Your legs fell from around his body, and slowly, he could feel you beginning to leak.

He looked into your eyes for conformation without a word, and your trembling arms lifted to wrap around his sticky neck.

You knew exactly what it was he was asking of you, the desperation in his expression a dead giveaway. And more than anything, you wanted to grant him his wish. It may have been crazy to some, but in your mind, you and Jake had wasted enough time apart. And now, you wanted to be his, only his, forever and in all ways.

You gently pulled down on his body so that his forehead met yours, giving him a ghost of a kiss, “all yours, Jake.”

It was all the permission he needed, and with the last bit of strength left in him, he pushed himself back into you, all of himself. You matched his movements, and the sound that the action created caused Jake to throw his head back in ecstasy.

“All mine.”

For him, it wasn’t the lewdness of the situation, but simply the symbolism of it. The thought of what could come just from those few seconds of bliss.

When he felt like the job had been done, he rolled from on top of you, but his arms quickly found yours again, pulling you close until your head was resting on his chest.

You laid there in silence, Jake staring up at the ceiling as your fingers toyed lazily with the chain of the necklace.

A small roll of thunder sounded through the quiet room, causing you to scoot a little closer to him.

“Baby,” he spoke up, barely above a whisper, “you know I didn’t mean any of that stuff I said out there. I—”

“Jake,” you stopped him, and his gaze found yours, “you said we were done with apologizing, remember?” you smiled at him, and he did the same.

“I wanna show you somethin’.”

He lifted off of the bed and began rummaging through his nightstand drawer. When his hands found the item he was looking for, he clutched it tightly and turned back to you.

Your eyes fell to the small box in his palm, and your heart rate began to quicken rapidly.

“Jake wha—”

“I bought this ring five years ago with the advance I got from the record deal,” his voice was slightly unsteady, but he was determined to see this through. He opened the box to reveal a modestly sized cut diamond.

You gasped dramatically, covering your mouth with your hand as you let him continue.

“I didn’t know when, but I knew one day that I was gonna put this ring on your finger. It was sitting there the night everything went down between us, and it’s been sitting there every day, waiting for you to come back to me.”

He took the ring from the box and removed your hand from your face, holding it securely in his own, “Y/n, I love you. And all I want is to make you my wife. So will you marry me, babydoll?”

He looked at you expectantly, so much love humming through his veins you thought he might explode, and it almost appeared as if he was afraid you’d say no.

But how could you? After all the obstacles that life threw at the two of you, a moment like this should have been impossible. Be that as it may, you were fully convinced that nothing in this world could keep you Jake and apart. Not the distance, not five years, nothing.

Some people were made for each other. Plain and simple. And you knew without a doubt that every atom of your body was made for Jake Kiszka, and his, you.

A grin began to spread across your face, “I like the sound of that.”

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(There were a few of you who’s names I couldn’t find, maybe bc it’s been changed, so sorry if I missed you)

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hi! could i request an etho x reader please? him turning up to hermitcraft and him and reader having an emotional reunion because reader thought he hadn’t made it after the moon crash or something? thank you in advance :D

Lunar Nemesis; C. Etho x Reader

Yes you can!!!! I adore Etho and this was such a good idea Anon you’re so creative!

I kinda went a lil angsty on this, a lot angstier than I’m used to anyway lol.

Anyway! hope you enjoy <3

*Warning! This fic contains descriptions of depression/self hate/declining mental health. Don’t read if this could upset you!

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Grass crumpled underneath Y/n as they walked through the dark. They breathed shallowly, the steep incline putting pressure on their aching knees. Their footsteps were heavy with a mixture of emotions. Grief, of course, not only for him, but for themself; Or at least, the person they used to be. The person they were when they still had him.

 Then there was guilt, for still caring about themself at a time like this. How selfish it was, to feel sorry for themself when he wasn't around to feel anything at all? What would he say if he knew they were pitying themself right now?

Finally, the drowsiness, they didn't get much sleep these days. Not without him anyway. 

Y/n looked up from the ground, staring instead at the rising moon. Phantoms cried overhead, emerging from the horizon with outstretched wings and promises of death. Y/n drew their sword and waited for them to strike, used to their appearance each sunset. The dark rings under their eyes were evidence of their nighttime escapades. Their blank expression the only sign that they were practiced enough to handle the creatures on their own. 

Y/n swung at the first phantom as it approached, destroying it in one blow. The others soon met a similar fate, each swooping down at Y/n only to perish on the end of their sword. Y/n made quick work of them all, bored by their predictable patterns and wretched screaming. Despite the fact that they’d grown used to the sound, it still wasn't pleasant. 

When the sky was clear of phantoms and the moon was risen, Y/n sheathed their sword and stood at the top of the cliff. The stars were numerous, decorating the sky like freckles on a sun kissed face. Each fought for their attention, twinkling and lighting up the Earth around them. Despite their efforts, Y/n’s sight never left the moon. 

In all its vastness, it lingered within their view. Patterns of light and dark - mostly light. It stared back at them with its one, unblinking eye, sizing them up and down. 

Y/n had cowered beneath the moon last season. 

At first, like many, they noticed its growth. As strange as it was, they hadn't thought much of it until the gravity on the ever began to fluctuate. It grew closer and closer, emphasizing its power as it threatened to crush the server and take the Hermits with it. They remembered all the events last season, the panic, the escape. 

The person who’d been left behind. 

Y/n shut their eyes for a moment, half expecting the moon to come back larger when they opened them again. But it remained. Unchanged and uncaring about the melting pot of feelings burning in Y/n’s heart. The stew of grief and guilt and drowsiness that had been cooking since they’d arrived back on Earth after the moon crashed. 

This moon didn’t give a damn about whatever had happened last season, and Y/n resented it for that. The moon had taken him from them, and for that, it could never be forgiven. 

Y/n sunk to their knees, settling into the dirt like they did every night. There were imprints at the top of the cliff from where they usually sat, spending most nights kneeling still, staring at the moon like if they looked long enough, something would change and they’d have him back. Y/n wiped their eyes with shaking fingers. The skin underneath their orbs was sensitive, a side effect of going so long without sleep, they guessed. 

They set their sword down on the ground next to them, unworried about any other dangers coming to bother them. They’d lit up the area long ago, having spent far too much time in this spot to have let it go overrun with monsters. 

Sitting back on their bottom, Y/n pulled their legs to their chest like a child. They wrapped their arms around themself, resting their chin on top of their knees. Their head looked straight on, unwilling to lose sight of their lunar enemy. 

They sat still, silently, for ages. Listening to whispers of wind brushing past them, sending their hair in all directions and chilling their exposed skin. They felt their own chest rise and fall with each passing breath, a steady beat to keep them grounded in this awful reality. Their mouth felt dry from the lack of movement, and Y/n briefly regretted not having brought any sort of snack with them. 

There was an unfamiliar crumpling of grass behind them which finally drew Y/n’s attention away from the sky. They perked up at the noise, back tensing at the thought of having to fight something off. Y/n mumbled a curse under their breath. They thought they'd lit the place up well enough to avoid this. 

Standing from their spot on the ground, Y/n turned quietly, body first, and then their head. They were slow to look away from the moon, eyes just barely pulling themselves elsewhere. Y/n crouched and picked up their sword from the ground, readying their stance to kill whatever was about to emerge from the forest behind them. They scanned over all the trees, finally catching sight of whatever had been moving.

A flash of white demanded Y/n’s attention, causing the hairs on the back of their neck to stand up straight. They straightened their back, narrowing their eyes, only to find a pale form attached to the bright hair. It was tall, and dressed in dark clothing, ultimately culminating in a familiar face.

Y/n dropped their sword, the metal of it clanging at it hit a rock in the ground. The sound echoed out into the open space, drawing the attention of the figure coming out of the forest. He was watching them carefully, still walking toward them at a steady pace. 

Y/n couldn't bring themself to move, processing his approaching form. Heterochromatic eyes stared into their soul. Y/n felt exposed, and yet, could not move to protect themself. 

Finally, when he was only a few steps away from them, Y/n mustered up enough strength to ask his name into the dark. Unsure if he was just a product of their lack of sleep, they cleared their throat. Their voice was shaky, having gone unused for several days now. Isolative depression does that to a person. 

“Etho?”

Seconds later, they were wrapped up in a bone-crushing hug. Y/n feet were briefly lifted off the ground, their whole body squished under a heavy grip. His arms were exactly as they remembered, surrounding them like a blanket. Nothing could reach them in there. With his head buried into their shoulder and his fingers digging into their side, Y/n’s heart felt like it would beat right out of their chest. They could hear his too. Slamming against his chest and reverberating into their very being, both of their pulses coming into sync like dancers at a ballet.

Y/n slumped into him on impact. The weight of the world, every ounce of tension they'd been carrying since his disappearance, all of it - gone. They allowed him to absorb all of the heaviness, folding into him with a shudder. 

Y/n couldn't help the tears that trickled down their cheek, burying their face in his chest. His shirt absorbed the saltwater, and as Y/n’s shoulder began to feel damp, they realized that he was crying into their shoulder too. 

“You’re okay?” He asked after a moment, voice quiet, but unmistakably his. There was a tremble to it, like he expected them to disappear at a moment’s notice. 

Y/n could've fallen apart right there. 

Instead, they nodded into him. Choosing not to explain their wrecked mental state and vendetta against the moon to him. For now, this was enough. Being with him again was enough. 

Or at least, it was enough for them. 

Etho, on the other hand, was not satisfied. He briefly pulled away, hands still lingering against them, pushing them back just far enough to observe their face. Y/n looked up at him with wide eyes, glossy tears reflecting back at him and emphasizing the dark circles that had become permanent etchings on their skin. 

He moved a hand to their face, cradling their jaw with his palm and using his thumb to wipe a stray tear from their cheek. Y/n would have melted right there if he weren't already holding them up with his other arm. They sniffled and attempted to smile at him, their lips slow to catch up with their intentions. It had been months since they’d tried to make such an expression. 

“You haven’t slept,” Etho stated sadly, frowning under his mask. Y/n said nothing, just squeezed his hand which was still resting on their jaw. They were too afraid to speak. Knowing if they did, they wouldn't be able to stop crying. 

Etho, understanding of their silence, brought them into his chest again, pulling them both down to the ground. He leaned back against a nearby tree, using the wood to support himself as he made himself comfortable. Y/n followed him without hesitation, burrowing into his chest as soon as he was still. 

They laid there, tangled in each other and basking in their unity, heartbeats coming back into sync and breaths becoming steadier. Etho brushed his hand through their hair gently, the same way he always used to do. Lulling them into a peaceful state of mind. 

Y/n could feel their eyes begin to blink closed. They tried to fight sleep, afraid Etho would be gone when they opened their eyes again. But there was something about the way he stroked their head, and the steady rise and fall of his chest. Surely it was too real to be a dream?

Giving into temptation, Y/n closed their eyes for good, allowing slumber to take hold of their mind. Etho followed soon after, finally at peace now that he’d found them. He gave the moon one last glance before he did so, satisfied to see it was unchanged. 

Etho leant his head all the way back against the tree, letting sleep wrack through his aching body. Anxious for the morning to arrive so that he could see his lover in proper light. He let his hand go still, rest catching up with his body and turning the world dark. 

Above the pair, the moon shined the same way it always did, teasing over them with waves of light. Deep down, they both knew that nighttime would never be the same as it used to be. Daylight could not come soon enough. 

#hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft #etho x reader #ethoslab x reader #etho #ethoslab #mcyt #mcyt x reader #efo slab <3

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sbr gio content mayhaps please i beg you

ok fair warning i got a lil too excited about the concept of a dinopants giorno, then thought too hard about it and spent WAY too much time on this <33

and its basically all half ass ideas and designs im still not set 100% on...

BUT!!

Diego and Hot Pants in my rewrite where they travel together after the ringo roadagain fight onwards, and pick up Lucy as a traveling companion/guardians from the infiltration arc onwards. live at the end of SBR. Both make it out with injuries and for Diego this meant he had to take an early retirement from competitive horse riding. Man still loves his horses and treats them like his own family, but will no longer be able to participate in the thrill of the race.

Once Diegos up to snuff again, with some help from Hot Pants and Lucy's connections to her grandfather Steel's assets, they were able to keep Diego alive. Diego lives with draw backs that keep him more limited than he used to be.

Hot Pants and Diego who have both grown to care for on another and the companionship they grew together on their trip, stay by each others side. HP accompanies Dio to England to find his estranged father and get a bit of insight into.. well whatever he thought he was looking for.

HP and Diego then settle down and with some years they have their first child who HP names Giorno, and Diego gives them the last name Giovanna after his late mother.

Giorno is a mischievous girl, and even with HP's stricter nature, she was a daddys girl. Absolutely spoiled rotten by Diego. She's a bit of a princess and acts like a know it all (and both annoyingly enough and creepy enough she's basically always right on the money). She tends to think of herself first but has a good heart, i picture her kinda a mixed balance on being like p5 Giorno and Trish. She has two younger siblings (who names are tbd but I'm picking them to be 6 and 8 years younger than Gio) and they were also spoiled but a lot better temperament than Gio was as she spent nearly 6 years the only kid in the house Diego focused his fatherly affection onto. However her siblings followed her around like ducklings. They simply adored her.

and in turn Dio loves her parents terribly and has been close to her aunt Lucy since she was young herself.

After the death of her father and the development of her stand, Giorno has left home and hasnt spoken to her mother Hot Pants in years now. Her father Diego ended up passing away after complications with his old injuries finally caught up with him, and not long after she fully found herself in possession of a full stand ability she could control. (Named Born to be, Album by Melanie. Might change at a later date,, ways also considering Moondog the artist or Jig Saw Puzzle also by Melanie for names...)

Im still debating the exact ability for B2B, but i do picture it being a healer/mender/fixer kind of ability, and Giorno often feels a heavy weight that if they had just developed their stand just a bit sooner, they could have helped their dad. Iv been picturing her having a mending ability that's a bit like nut king call but with sewing where she can sew things together with a tough thread that can be pulled apart with force, but im still debating this and if i want more added to this or something totally different,,, still playin around with B2B's concept

She found herself unable to stay home where he father no longer would be there waiting for her. Her mother still had her siblings and all her friends around, surly the daughter who had the ability to save Hot Pant's husband but didnt wouldn't be missed?

Now Giorno acts like a total con man, they hustle shady goods, play shifty pop up card games on the street, their kinda just a rotten no good slum of the street now. just waiting for some big thing to fall in her lap and sent her on a quirky weird adventure that'll change the very core of who she is as a person and learning that maybe the things that happened to you, even bad are the very things that change and grow you and make you who you are.

#Gio grabbing the guilt of dead family from her mom side of the family and running far far from home #long post #steel ball run #steel ball run spoilers #jjba spoilers #technically #jojo #jjba #giorno giovanna #i wanna make a tag specfically for this diff gio because shes technically different #but mmm #idk what to make it so far now its just going with the rest of my gio tag #diego brando #hot pants #lucy steel #born to be #silver bullet #tiny butterfly #dinopant gio #gigi #sunflower fields forever

[theseaofstarlitdreams]

Twisted wonderland Angst

are you ready to read some angst i made at 2:am bc i was high on caffeine? I HOPESO SO LETS GET INTO IT.

TW- major character death (Yuu dies) heavy angst no comfort, bad grammar, basic angst trigger warnings FYI-Yuu is using he/they pronouns(like mine.), but i'll try to use they more.

this is going to suck but who cares? please do read the TW, I don't wanna trigger anything

A BIT OF INFO-a blot phantom started to attack the school,IDK how but just go with it I guess

3rd person POV-

Fire scorched throughout the collage campus. Bodies were everywhere Yuu stepped, and the cries of the damned echoed through the chaos, like a never-ending melody of pain and suffering. Yuu ran and ran, their breath growing heavier with each passing moment. Blood poured from their wounds, almost like popping open a bottle of blood-red wine. Yuu's feet seemed to have a mind of their own, for they kept running, even though each step felt like walking on broken glass. None of that mattered to Yuu, for all they cared about was finding Grimm.

Yuu finally came across Grimm. But he was in no condition to fight the monster.Grimm's right ear had a piece missing, and lots of gashes and wounds bleeding. "Oh gods, Grimm! "Yuu murmured to the cat, "Let's get you healed. "Grimm's blue eyes peered at the person holding him."Y-Yuu? Are you alri-"Grimm got cut off by yelling. "YUU!GRIMM!"Called Ace. He surprisingly looked unscathed. "Ace," Yuu said," take Grimm the hospital wing. Get him healed as soon as you can.I need to go do something." Handing the cat to the ginger, Yuu took off, leaving Ace to help Grimm.

. . . . . . . Yuu staggered, running as best as he could, as far as possible from that monster. It held a dagger with swords floating around its distasteful head. The beast roared, following. There was nobody to help Ramshackle's Prefect, with nobody but them around. With a sudden movement, a sword came down, piercing into Yuu's back, Knocking them down. Turning their head just in time to watch the beast float away, most likely to find its next Victim, Yuu crawled over to the nearest solid surface, which happened to be an apple tree. Propping themself into a sitting position, Yuu pulled off the locket that they held a picture of the first-year gang in. "heh, I’m gonna miss you guys,huh."They chuckled to nobody. Memorys washed over Yuu, as if he was watching a movie. . . . . . . .". ACE! "Deuce yelled, "WHERE IS MY HISTORY NOTEBOOK! I KNOW YOU HAVE IT" "Uh,Duece,bestie,"Ace started, "I kinda,sorta lost it..." "YOU WHAT-" . . . *BOOM* Epel blinked,"well, that ain't good." Jack groaned"our alchemy assignment just blew up Epel,of course its not good," . . . .. . . ."YUU~YUU~"Ace sang."What Ace?"Yuu asked."well," Ace started *SMACK* The ginger wacked Yuu across the head with a textbook. . . . . . . . Yuu wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry, knowing that they were going to die and will never see their friends or family again. And yet.Yuu was..happy,They smiled faintly before whispering to themself,"I'm going to come back as a ghost and kill those idiots...."A single tear ran down Yuu face as they slowly lost conscious. Listening to the ballad of screams and sheer pain, and panic of the people who were being pulverized by the monster, Yuu had one single thought,'Time eats all in the end..”

With one last deep breath,Yuu's pulse came to a stop.

this was shorter then i planned

#twst #twst angst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland angst #dead yuu #twst au #angst #fanfiction

[cryptidofthekeys]

The Devil Butcher

Considering how much I love Bob and how much he grew on me is it really any wonder I wrote a story for him, so many words and its s o fucking long but Im so v proud of it

TWs: Cannibalism, Gore, Blood, Death, Suggestive things (im doing that JUST in case), Vomit Mention, and Stalking (if I’ve missed anything please don’t hesitate to tell me to retag stuff, I wanna make sure ALL my readers are comfy and that my stories are placed with PROPER trigger warnings

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also ngl probs a bit unrealistic in many regards and v much horror movie tropey im sure,, I mean I wouldn’t be dumb enough and im sure y’all wouldn’t to throw a halloween party knowing a serial killer is on the loose ...but shh horror movie tropes!!

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You had just gotten up a few moments ago, opening your eyes slowly and then rubbing the sleep out of them, there was two more days until Halloween and you and your friends were planning a party on Halloween Night, they wanted to do it at your house and honestly it sounded like fun so you all had made plans a week or so ago and everything was set, you needed to go out and get some snacks and candy today and you had really hoped there was still some because you had kinda been too busy, you knew your friends had some candy and snacks they were bringing.

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But considering just how many people seemed interested in going to this party, you would need a LOT of snacks and drinks too in order to accommodate your party guests. You had quickly begun getting ready, brushing your teeth, taking a shower, and then putting on your favorite clothes. You then walked to the kitchen and made yourself some breakfast. Instead of waiting another day and risking not being able to get any more candy, you’d do that today and save yourself future trouble and stress… After finishing your breakfast you then quickly grabbed your phone and headed out the door, nothing was too far away in this town which is what you liked about it.

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You could walk to the candy store with the slightest of ease if you wanted to, but of course you knew you needed to get a lot of stuff and you uh couldn’t carry all of that so you got into your car and drove off, heading down to the candy store first and foremost, drinks would be easier to get and some snacks would too but considering how close it was to Halloween?

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Candy might be a little more… Difficult, you probably should have done this weeks ago but oh well, you just had too much to do and couldn’t manage, at the very least on the very first day you got your decorations put up and went out to go get your costume so that was taken care of.

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Eventually you arrived at the Candy Club and parked your car, quickly hopping out and honestly you were hoping they still had stuff left, you really should’ve tried to do this sooner, sure your friends would also be bringing candy, snacks, and even drinks but you wanted to be prepared just in case so you headed inside and well from what you could see they still had… A fair amount of candy left, it’d be enough for you

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“Hello! What can I get for you?” You looked at the man behind the counter, his name tag read ‘Kevin’ on it… You walked further into the shop and after looking around for a few minutes.

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You pointed and told him what all you wanted, he nodded and both his friend whose name tag read ‘Rick’ on it and he got to work, packing your stuff into some bags, it took them a good bit actually but you were waiting patiently, after all, the party wasn’t going to happen tonight or tomorrow, after a bit they finally finished and Kevin spoke up

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“You got a lot of candy, are you having a party?” You nodded and took the bags from him and oh man they were heavy but you managed “Yep! Anybody who really wants to come is welcome, so if you want, you are too!” Kevin smiled at that somewhat but shook his head “Ehh, too busy with work”

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You nodded at that and thanked him and his friend and then headed out the door, you did take notice how tired he looked, poor guy… Must have a lot to do, you felt bad for him in all honesty and hoped he wouldn’t have too much to deal with in the next few days, you then walked out to your car and placed the bags in the trunk, after shutting the trunk you were about to hop into the car before you got a chill, not a chill from the wind or anything like that but you got a sudden feeling, that someone was watching you.

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You turned around and looked, scanning your surroundings for anyone who might look out of the ordinary, then again… Okay, there were a lot of… Strange beings here but someone MORE so out of the ordinary than others, you saw no one however, just people walking past each other, wishing each other a happy Halloween already and or talking about Spooky Month and okay some of them were doing a weird but funny little dance which you chuckled at and then turned around “...Just… My imagination, that’s all, it IS close to Halloween after all…” You then got into your car and headed to the grocery store.

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You arrived there and got some snacks and drinks, no problem there which was nice, after getting what you thought was enough …And maybe a little more just in case, after finishing that you quickly headed back out with more heavy bags and then placed those in the trunk along with the candy and then closed it, okay, you took a deep breath and sighed, that was finally taken care of and tomorrow you’d have a free day to just relax before the party so you were honestly thankful… You got back into your car, that feeling of being watched never came back, you were just imagining things, this season could put anyone on edge it seemed.

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You then began driving home, you still couldn’t shake the thoughts of that random feeling you got though, sure, you didn’t have it now, but it was so strange… So strange and so sudden, you shuddered and shook your head, trying to just focus on the road, and eventually you made it home, you sighed and got out of your car, you had to haul all this stuff inside by yourself, which would be difficult but you figured you could manage, you quickly got to work in hauling the bags of candy inside first and foremost, quickly placing it in the fridge and then heading back outside to do the same with the drinks.

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After getting everything situated and in place you then closed and locked your door and sighed “Okay… That’s done now…” After that you walked over and plopped down on your couch, pulling out your phone and texting your friends, telling them you got the good stuff and a few minutes later, they all began responding with a hell yeah, fuck yeah, or you got that good good!

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Which you chuckled at and replied a yep, didn’t wanna be caught slacking on those snacks, drinks, or candy! You and your friends texted for a while, talking about the party and making sure everything is in order, and then of course just goofing off and having a laugh as well.

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After a bit you told them you were just going to go and relax now that you got everything situated to which they all replied with hearts, you smiled at that and then got up, walking to your bedroom to go place your phone back on charge, you still thought about that strange feeling you got earlier but you sighed in frustration “It’s just the spooky month! C’mon, get yourself together” You gave yourself a little pep talk for a few minutes.

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Saying that there was no way there was someone actually watching you! Everyone had gotten a little jumpy this time of year, it always happened and you were no exception… You then went back into the living room to watch some of the scary movies that were on today which was probably not a good idea after that feeling earlier but you wanted to enjoy Halloween as much as you could! And that’s what you planned to do, you also needed to relax before party night got here, you had another full day to chill out though so you weren’t too worried on the bright side.

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The rest of the day and into the next was uneventful, you just did your normal routine the next morning, getting up, brushing your teeth, taking a shower, etc… It was uneventful and normal, you were just chilling on the couch, watching some TV, not scary movies right now but just more so random shows, until… You heard something tap against your window, this caused you to immediately sit up straight, almost freezing in place, you slowly looked over to the window and you could feel your breath get caught in your throat, the curtain in front of it made you unable to see the figure in full detail but you saw someone…

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Standing outside, the figure was big, and the only detail you could actually make out was just the shadow-y shape of… Horns…? Your eyes widened a bit as you watched the figure begin moving, it was heading toward the door or so it seemed… You waited a few moments before slowly getting up, you looked at the door and bit your lip, you definitely felt more nervous now, what if…

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That feeling you had yesterday, what if this figure had been the reason you felt like someone was watching you? You didn’t hear a knock at the door or anything, you had really hoped it was just someone pranking you, after all, it WAS the day before Halloween.

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You slowly approached the door, shaking a little bit as you finally got to it. You reached out a hesitant hand but then paused when you finally heard a knock at the door, three heavy thunks… Before it stopped, all fell silent except for the sounds of your TV playing in the background, you looked up into the peephole but to your surprise, nobody was standing there to which you frowned at, you then swung open the door, you didn’t step outside however, just held the door open

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“Hello?” You called out but there was no answer, until suddenly… Something jumped out in front of the doorway “RAH!” You screamed and fell backwards, falling right on your ass.

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And then suddenly you heard a burst of laughter, you looked up to see… It was just one of your friends, pointing at you and laughing “Oh man! I got you! Oh… Oh you should’ve seen the look on your face…!” They continued to laugh to which you glared at, you let them help you back up but then you punched them in the shoulder to which they held but were still laughing “Not funny you asshole! Ugh! You’re lucky I didn't call the cops on you for snooping around my house!”

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 Your friend was grinning as they took the devil horns off their head “Oh c’monnnn (Y/N)~! Everyone’s entitled to ONE good scare, ya know?” You scoffed and then realized “Yeah right, ONE good scare my ass… if I didn’t know any better, it was probably YOU that gave me the feeling of someone watching me the other day”

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That’s when your friend’s laughter died down and they blinked in surprise “...Wait what?” You looked at them and huffed.

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“While I was out getting the stuff the other day, I got a feeling suddenly, I-I dunno, it felt like someone was watching you, tch, lemme guess it WAS you wasn’t it?” Your friend blinked and looked you dead in the eye “I… (Y/N)... I was at home yesterday” You rolled your eyes and turned around to which they quickly responded

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“It’s true! I was at home all day yesterday, had no reason to go out so I just stayed at home, playing video games” You looked back to your friend, looking over their expression “...W-Wait… You… You’re serious?” Your friend nodded “I am deadass serious” You then tensed up slightly and looked down to the ground in thought.

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But after a few moments your friend placed a hand on your shoulder “Hey… I-It’s probably fine…! It was probably nothing! Let’s just relax, and uh if you don’t mind, Imma help myself to some candy” Your friend then skedaddled past you to zoom to the fridge which you quickly chased after, repeating ‘no’ over and over until you slammed the fridge door shut

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“Aww c’mon (Y/N)! Just a little piece, come onnnn~” You chuckled at that but it was a dry one “After the scare you just gave me? You don’t even deserve one! And besides, you’re waiting until tomorrow like everyone else!”

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Your friend feigned a hurt expression, placing an arm to their head and posing dramatically “Oh you wound me so… You’re just n o fun…!” You laughed at that and began dragging them away from the fridge “Keep it up and I won’t even let you have any tomorrow either” Your friend gasped, mock hurt evident on their face but they groaned “Fiiiiineee…! I’ll behave” They laughed and then walked over, plopping down on your couch and you sat down beside them “Sooo, you excited for the big night tomorrow?”

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They asked to which you smiled and nodded “Yep! A… A lil nervous but it’ll… It’ll be fun” Your friend nodded at that and ruffled your hair “Of course it’ll be fun! You’ll forget all about that nervousness tomorrow night when you’re having fun! Halloween’s gonna be s o much fun, oh speaking of, since I’m not greedy unlike y o u~” Your friend reached into their pocket and handed you a piece of candy “Happy early Halloween, you lil scaredy cat~”

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You scoffed but took the candy nonetheless “...Thanks, and alright alright FINE… You can have o n e piece” Your friend grinned and hugged you tight “I KNEW you’d come around~!”

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Your friend then shot up from their spot and ran to the fridge, grabbing a piece of their favorite candy and then walking back over to plop down on the couch, they took a bite of the candy and then grabbed the remote, turning the television on, the first thing on was a news report, the first report talked about a guy named ‘Dexter Erotoph’ and that there was no information about his location.

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And then the next report was breaking news, the anchor talked about a cannibal serial killer named Bob Velseb that had broken out of prison sometime yesterday, he and two other thieves were on the run it seemed.

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After the news anchor told everyone it’d be best to stay inside tomorrow, keep all your doors locked and windows shut until the Police can capture him again, and then of course he went on to say if you DO see The Devil Butcher, to call the police IMMEDIATELY, do not try to engage as he’s extremely dangerous which was obvious but still, after that you and your friend slowly turned to each other, both of you looked nervous, that much was obvious after hearing THAT.

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You then thought back to yesterday when you got that feeling that someone had been watching you and you shuddered, you really hoped it hadn’t been that cannibal “...I… I… Okay, I… I really don’t think we should um, throw this party” Your friend huffed “Oh come on…! We planned this for so long! I mean, besides, tomorrow is HALLOWEEN… (Y/N), I don’t know if you know this but even with the anchor saying to stay inside, nobody is actually gonna, they are gonna take it as a suggestion…!”

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You frowned “...Yeah I know but, this is REALLY serious! People could get put in danger!” Your friend rolled their eyes “Oh p l e a s e… That creepy bastard isn’t going to come to a house full of people! Unless he’s dumb as hell of course” You opened your mouth to retort but your friend shook their head

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“We planned this for sooo long, besides, the police don’t…. HAVE to know if they ask any questions, we’ll just lie to them” You sighed “...Alright alright, fine, fine… We did plan this party for a long time and even with trick or treaters if any show up, there’ll be a buncha candy still go to waste”

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Your friend grinned and placed an arm around you “That’s the spirit, it’ll be fine! Besides, another thing, that killer could literally be MILES from here by now, he could not even be in this town anymore so just relax…!” They paused, looking into your eyes, they could see the doubt in your eyes even then, the hesitation to throw this party now evident.

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“Don’t let it bother you too much, and hey, if you’re thinking about that feeling you got yesterday, I doubt it was him, too many people wandering out and I’m sure someone would recognize him” You sighed and nodded “...I guess you’re right” Your friend nodded.

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“I know I am! Alright though, I gotta bounce, I’ll see you tomorrow night~! Can’t wait for the big party, and if some guests actually don’t show up, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to put the rest of the candy to good use by the end of the night~”

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You rolled your eyes and got up and began shoving them out “Alright alright, you candy hog… Get outta here” Your friend grinned and laughed, they hugged you and then you said your goodbyes to them and they closed the door on the way out, you then locked the door and sighed.

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“...Maybe I should’ve just said no …But then again… All my friends, everyone seemed so excited for this party …I-I mean, I guess they’re right… Why WOULD a killer come to a house FULL of people? He’d… Get caught too easily here…” You shook your head, you decided to distract yourself as much as you could before nightfall finally came.

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You headed to bed and slept somewhat peacefully, you still kept thinking about two days ago, that feeling you had gotten of someone watching you, then the news announces a serial killer cannibal is on the loose, saying he escaped the VERY day you had gotten that strange feeling… Then again surely you would’ve just kept getting that feeling, he would’ve kept following you, maybe, you didn’t know, you just hoped Halloween night would go smoothly…

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Eventually morning came, you got up, did everything you normally did in a day, your normal routine, and all that was left to do now was wait until nightfall tonight, you still felt nervous, on edge, you even wondered with yourself if you should just go ahead and cancel the party entirely.

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As you thought that, all your friends texted back, saying how excited they were for tonight. You faintly wondered if any of them even heard about the news report aside from the friend that visited you the other day… Either way you saw them all hyped and excited and it put a smile on your face.

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You texted them back in excitement too, hiding your nervousness… For a good half of the day, you spent it texting your friends, just goofing off and having a laugh, sending some funny videos.

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After that you then let your phone charge up and just decided to sit and watch some horror movies for the next few hours, trying to get yourself in the spooky mood, you did look out your window by evening time and okay yeah, literally nobody had taken that into account.

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There were so many people out already… You sighed and decided not to worry about it anymore as you then went to get ready, you got the candies, snacks, and drinks out first and foremost and placed the drinks into a few coolers you had set up.

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Next you put on the costume you had picked out for yourself, after looking over yourself in the mirror you smiled, you looked so cool! And now all that was left to do was wait for it to get dark… Come 6:30 PM, your friends had arrived, all of them greeting you happily and giving you a hug to which you hugged back, your friends aka the bestest friend group you could ever ask for truth be told, you honestly had no idea what you’d do without them, they complimented your costume and you complimented theirs.

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You helped them get their candies, snacks, and drinks out as well and then the rest of you just talked until it was time for the party to start. Some of your friends had brought their own music too, all spooky themed of course… And then at 7:00 PM, it had already become dark, there was a knock at the door and literally a lot of the guests had shown up right then and there which you welcomed happily, and that’s when the party started fully, now that there were enough guests, sure more would be arriving but you had plenty of candies, for guests and trick or treaters alike.

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Your friends had put on some spooky music to set the mood and all was ready to go, this party was actually a costume party to be more specific so the guests that arrived had their costumes on of course, they all looked so cool, sure there were a few that had a similar costume on but oh well.

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That was to be expected! You had put the horror movie marathon on as well just as a little added effect, you mostly hung around your friend group because despite wanting to have this party… You were still… Rather awkward around strangers.

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Eventually as time passed more and more guests showed up, and of course some trick or treaters which you happily handed candy out too and wished them a Happy Halloween, really it didn’t seem like anyone had listened to that news anchor so you didn’t worry about that anymore, besides, you didn’t have time to worry, what with all the guests that arrived, everyone had arrived by 8:45 PM, it wasn’t going to be the BIGGEST party ever as your house wasn’t the biggest, grandest sight but either way, after all the guests were here, you could relax more so.

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Your friends had helped you host the party, as they knew you couldn’t do it all yourself of course, they went around, asked if everyone was having a fun time.

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Which for the most part it seemed like it, but oh m a n was it still incredibly loud in here, what with all the music, movies playing, and of course people talking, it was… V e r y loud… You were the one to ask your friends if THEY were having a good time which they all responded with a very cheery yes, and then eventually you heard another knock at the door, it was more trick or treaters so you grabbed the bowl of candy and handed each of them a few pieces of candy, they thanked you and wished you a Happy Halloween, you smiled and wished them one as well.

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You watched as they left, heading down the sidewalk to more houses and before you shut the door, something caught your eye… You looked to the other side of the street and you saw… Something? …No… No that was a person, there was someone standing, underneath a light post, your eyes widened as you noticed he were not only just standing there but he were staring directly at you, he had a red turtleneck on from what you could make out, black pants and boots, and then finally he had a red devil mask on…? You could see horns at the very least but what unnerved you the most…

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Were those eyes and that grin, his grin was far too wide, it didn’t look natural at all… And his eyes bore into yours, you shivered uncomfortably, whenever you blinked however, you noticed the figure was no longer there, he had… Vanished…? …This made you question if you were just seeing things, you jumped and yelped when one of your friends came over and placed a hand on your shoulder, they quickly retracted their hand and put them up in defense “Woah woah! Hey hey… It’s me, it’s just me (Y/N)...! J-Jeez, you are… Jumpier than usual, what’s wrong…?”

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You looked at them, you were still noticeably shaking “T-There was a guy outside...!” Your friend raised a brow “Well duh, it’s Halloween, everyone’s out!” You groaned in frustration “No! I-I saw someone standing, by the light over there… He… He was huge, he had like a d-devil mask on and… And… That g-grin… His e y e s…”

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Your friend gently held your shoulders and ushered you away from the door and closed it with one hand “Hey hey… It’s okay, it’s probably just someone trying to scare everyone, you know how people are on Halloween” You shook your head “N-No… This felt… Different, he… He” You then sighed “…N-Never mind…”

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“Just um go, k-keep having fun… I’ll be fine” Your friend looked concerned “...Are you sure? Because I can stay with you if you need me to, you… You do look pretty shaken up after all” You smiled and shook your head “I’ll be fine… I promise, I just… Y-You’re probably right, it probably is just someone trying to uh… Scare others” Your friend smiled and nodded “Yeah, that’s all, you know how people get this time of year, it’ll be fine! I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about! But seriously uh if you need, you know where to find me” You nodded and thanked them.

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And then your friend headed off and you looked down “...H-Heh, th… They’re probably right…” You then looked back at the door and peeked out of the peephole really quickly but there was nothing there, so you sighed and just tried to relax, to calm your nerves, you walked over to the fridge, greeting some of the guests as you walked past.

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Who told you the party was awesome so far! They were having a lot of fun which you said you were glad they were, faking a smile so as to not let them see your nervousness, you then grabbed a drink from the fridge and took a few sips, it wasn’t alcohol of course although you all did stock up on that too.

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You had sat down on the couch for a long while, just taking some sips of your drink, and looking down at the floor, no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t get that guy’s face out of your head… Those eyes, that grin… And then suddenly, the lights all went out, the music stopped, the power was… Completely out… And everything fell silent which didn’t help your nerves all that much, all the guests were asking what was going on and why the music stopped and everything and then one of your friends used their phone’s flashlight.

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“Ayo, chill out! I got this one! It’s probably just a breaker that switched off, I’ll be right back!” And then your friend quickly sped around one of the corners, they were heading down to your basement, you were going to offer to go with them but they had taken off before you could even say anything really, everyone had just been silent, waiting for the power to come back on.

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It took a little bit but eventually, suddenly, everything kicked back on, to which the guests and the rest of your friends cheered and the party resumed like normal, you just continued to sit there for a long while, just finishing your drink and then tossing it in the garbage bin.

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You had eventually looked behind yourself, to see if your friend had returned from the basement, looking over to the group you then got up and walked over to them “Hey… Have they come back yet?” Your friends shook their heads, saying they hadn’t seen them, maybe they were just goofing off, or preparing to scare someone who went down there and then you sighed “You’re probably right …S-Should we wait for them then?” Your friends nodded and told you to wait a little bit longer and so you did…

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You waited… And waited… And waited… “A-Alright that’s it… I-I’m gonna go check, just in case” Your friends nodded, some offered to go with you but you shook your head and then proceeded down the hall, you grumbled “This is no time for pranks… A-Already on edge enough…”

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You continued heading down until you stopped and turned toward your right, you then reached out a hand, but for some reason you hesitated, you had a strange feeling in your stomach, not only was there a sense of nervousness but you felt… As if something were wrong, they hadn’t come out at all, and it had been maybe ten to fifteen minutes already, you took a deep breath and opened the door and called out “Are you alright down there?” …No response, which worried you even more

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“Hey! C’mon now, this is NO time for pranks…! I swear if you scare me, I WILL lock you in here…! Y-You know I’m already on edge…!”

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You began repeating as you got to the final step and fully looked into the basement, trying to get out the word ‘not’ but failing every time, your eyes widened in horror at what you saw and you let out a full on scream, nobody would hear you of course, as the music, movies, and everything blaring upstairs would prevent that…

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What you saw made you feel absolutely sick to your stomach, there, on the ground… Lay your friend, blood was pooling out of several wounds… You rushed over as quickly as you could.

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Shaking hands grabbing at them “O-Oh my god… O-Oh my fucking god…” From the looks of it, they had been stabbed several times, over and over again, you could see stray tears but their eyes were devoid of any sort of life, the blood was soaking your hands and clothes but you didn’t care

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“Oh god…” You called out your friend’s name over and over again, hugging them close “Nooo… No no no nonono… Wh-Who could’ve…” And before you could even finish that sentence, you looked over to the stairs leading into the basement, after all, this basement COULD lead outside.

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You felt your breath hitch in your throat, eyes as wide as they could be at what you saw… On the bottom step… Was the exact same man you had seen not even that long ago, a pleased grin on his face, manic eyes looking over you and your dead friend, he had a knife in his hand and something else, he placed the knife against it and it made an awful sound, he was… Sharpening it and that’s when you released your friend and began to back up, terrified sounds leaving your throat involuntarily as the man began approaching, his heavy footsteps echoing loudly throughout the basement.

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You had tears pricking your eyes, especially when you saw him salivate, that’s when it hit you… This… This was… …O-Oh… Oh f u c k… This was that cannibal guy that had escaped from prison, this was that Bob Velseb guy… It had to be! He slowly approached you and you kept backing up, you heard something fall from your pocket and it was the piece of candy that your beloved friend had given you.

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The one that lay cold and lifeless on the basement floor before you… You noticed the man’s eyes flickered to the candy and then he began walking normally, you screamed and began running up the stairs as he went for the candy, eating it, wrapper and all.

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You scrambled up the stairs as fast as you could, once getting back up them, you slammed the door closed and locked it behind you “(Y/N)...? Wh-Wha… Oh my god…! I-IS THAT BLOOD?!” One of your friends cried and rushed over, checking over you for any injuries but you quickly shoved them aside “R-RUN! RUN NOW…! H-HE’S DOWNSTAIRS!”

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Your friend asked who but there question was quickly answered as the door was broken down in an instant, and before your friend even had time to run, the man grabbed them, they screamed and thrashed around as he held them in the air with o n e hand.

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Your eyes widened and you screamed out your friend’s name but you couldn’t even rush over in time to do anything about it as the man sunk his knife right into them, they let out a yell of pain, mouth falling agape as they slowly looked him in the eyes, he locked eyes right back with them and then slammed them against the wall.

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They cried out in pain as he sliced open a part of their costume, he then looked back at you, a massive grin across his face before looking back and sinking his teeth into their arm, they screamed in pain again, trying everything in their power to fight against him, hitting and kicking with all their might.

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You ran over and proceeded to kick him between the legs which he grunted at, he did shove you away and down before stumbling back and clutching his privates, your friend cried out for you to flee, to not worry about them, to save yourself and the others, you argued and bickered with them for a moment before Bob had stood back up fully and oh he looked… Angry more or less.

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He grabbed at your ankle to which you cried at “Nonononono!” You screamed and kicked at him, you managed to kick him away before scrambling back up and to your feet, it was clear he had no interest in even going back for your friend, he was fixated on you now, that much was clear as you fled down the hallway, tears in your eyes, you scanned the room, you noticed everyone’s gaze shifted to you and one guest even seemed confused.

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“Why… Are you covered in blood? Is this… Some kind of show? I don’t remember you tal-” Before they could finish their sentence…

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You ran over to them and told them that they all needed to run, that there was a killer in the house! Everyone stiffened for a moment, if it weren’t for the music and movies blaring, it would have gone completely silent, it stayed this way for a few minutes, you heard pained sounds moving through the hall and you snapped your head over, you saw your friend struggling to crawl out of the hallway, they were crying in pain and trailing some blood everywhere.

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“Y-You all need to r-run…! O-Or call th-the police… O-Or something… H-Hurry before he get- Glk!” They were cut off, you heard the sound of a knife being stabbed into their back…

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And then they went completely limp, and then you heard the footsteps coming out… And you saw… H i m, your eyes widening, especially when his found you, a grin creeping on his face “You’re Next!” He pointed his knife at you, and honestly it was clear he was adding a…

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“N-NO! NO! T-THIS ISN’T A SHOW…! H-He’s killed t-two of my friends! H-He’s going to kill us if we don’t call the cops!” Most of the guests just clapped and some critiqued your acting, you yelled out in frustration but then began running, you scanned around and spotted your two remaining friends and grabbed their hands “C-C’mon! We have to go!”

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Your friends were completely confused before you began dragging them along, heading out the door quickly, you could hear the loud booming footsteps coming your way before they stopped…

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Meanwhile… Back at your own house, Bob was in the doorway, watching you and your remaining friends flee before he quickly turned toward everyone “Now now, don’t y’all worry consider this an… Intermission of sorts… The… S h o w… Will continue momentarily~” The guests cheered and clapped and he just chuckled, how easily fooled they were.

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“W-Wait! (Y/N)! S-SLOW DOWN…! JEEZ!” One of your friends spoke “Y-Yeah you’re hurting o-our arms…! Wh-What is going on?!” You sighed in frustration and stopped, you hadn’t heard the footsteps but you HAD got a long way from your house “W-We don’t have time for this…! T-That man…! H-He’s the cannibal serial killer! Bob Velseb! H-He killed… O-Oh god…”

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You collapsed to your knees and said he killed the others, he even took a chunk out of one of their a r m s… Your friends’ eyes widened at this, while you had broken down in full on tears, sobbing wildly.

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While the guests might’ve been fooled, your friends sure weren’t, their eyes widening…

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Filling with tears “H…H… W-What…?” You groaned and pulled out your phone, you were lucky you had grabbed it before the party started earlier and pulled up the news article that talked about his escape, showing it to them, they read over it and they gasped “O-Oh fuck… H…He killed our friends…?!” One of them cried, the other looking angry “Th… That bastard…!” You sniffled, clutching your phone tightly in hand, wiping tears away from your eyes as you tried to stand.

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You were trembling like crazy, one of your friends was standing there crying, sobbing away in their hands, while the other consoled them “W-What do we do now…?” You looked down at your phone “I-I’m gonna call the police really quick…” Your friends nodded as you began dialing the number and then put the phone up to your ear.

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You waited, and waited, and waited, and waited… And waited some more… …The phone just kept ringing, now here’s the thing, you KNEW there were only t w o officers on duty, that was a big issue in the town but the Mayor didn’t seem to care about fixing said issue.

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…There was no answer, they must’ve been out… You yelled out profanities and just hung up and tried again, and again, and again and again and again… You tried so many times, your fingers typing against your phone in such desperation, t r y i n g to reach the officers but it was no use, that prompted your friends to panic more.

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You eventually just made a frustrated sound and shook your head “I-It’s no use…! Fuck! I-I can’t get a hold of them…!” Your friends shook their heads “W-Well how far are we from the police station?! M-Maybe we can walk!”

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Your eyes had widened again, your friends waiting for an answer until one of them looked up at you, they saw you began trembling worse than before and then their eyes widened as well as they heard the sounds of a knife… Getting sharpened, they looked to where you were looking at and then they two started to tremble, there, under another source of light, was The Devil Butcher himself… Same manic grin, hungry eyes, and sharpening his knife, after getting it nice and sharpened, he then flipped it before holding it in a stabbing motion and beginning to approach.

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You quickly grabbed your friends and booked it out of there, the two actually running with you this time, you ran down the sidewalk in a panic, it had gotten super late so there wasn’t anyone out now, the trick or treaters had gone home, even so you and your friends did scream out for help, even despite knowing nobody was going to come to your rescue, the three of you continued down the sidewalk, not really paying any attention to where you were running, you all booked it behind an alleyway of sorts, you saw a door that said ‘Personnel Only’ you tried to push the door open yourself but it wouldn’t budge.

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Your friends began trying to help, desperately pushing at the heavy door, after a bit you had eventually begun to hear footsteps in the distance, loud, echoing and thunderous footsteps, but they weren’t running… No, he didn’t seem to care much about running, after a few more moments with some crying and panicking, the footsteps getting closer and closer with each passing second, you had all managed to successfully push the door open and then quickly…

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You all closed the door as well, hoping he hadn’t rounded the corner in time to see you all do that, and after that you all tore out in different directions, not caring w h e r e you went just that you found a suitable hiding spot, one of your friends had ran and hidden in a room full of hanging meat, even despite finding it as gross as could be, the meat was big enough to hide them and they hadn’t had much time to figure out another hiding spot they supposed.

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Your other friend had just run into a room and was looking frantically around, there weren’t many hiding spots except for some boxes by the corner so they took it, they hid behind the stack of boxes, and then finally you… You had run into a room that was probably one of the worst for hiding spots, it had a bunch of meat shaped like…

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Children? But… With a pumpkin and a skeleton head, you muttered profanities underneath your breath but you didn’t have any more time to try and find another hiding spot. You quickly stepped to the farthest part of the room, way in the back and stepped behind a bunch of those weirdly shaped… Meat things…

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There were enough of them placed next to each other to at LEAST hide you if you laid down, so that’s what you did, you got in behind them and laid fully down, as flat as you could manage, the piles of meat were close enough together and tall enough to hide you, or at least you hoped… But oh man did it make you gag, the smell was atrocious…

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You had hoped your friends had a good hiding spot too, meanwhile… Bob was approaching the door after sharpening his knife some more, he eventually pushed open the door and listened as it creaked, he stepped inside, knowing his footsteps had probably alerted his prey to his presence.

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The friend that hid in the room full of large hanging meat had heard his footsteps finally, their eyes widening as they clasped a hand over their mouth and nose to stifle any noise, however as they moved, they had accidentally made a chain rattle, it echoed, very clearly which made their eyes widened and they stiffened up, not daring to move even a MUSCLE this time… They could hear it, growing closer, those god awful footsteps… They were walking right to this room… The closer he got, the louder they echoed, and then they heard those weird little tassels get swept, the footsteps stopping.

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The only sound they could hear now was heavy breathing, it chilled them to the bone and they had tears in their eyes, they still tried to keep still, their body stiff as could be and honestly if they ever unstiffened from their position it’d hurt like hell later, they heard the footsteps slowly making their way into the room now, heavy breathing accompanying them, after he got presumably half way into the room, the footsteps stopped altogether …The only thing heard now was heavy breathing and it continued this way for a few moments more, until…

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They heard the sound of meat being stabbed at first, their eyes widening, they heard a bunch of meat get stabbed a bunch of times, some getting sliced, and before they even knew it, the meat they had hidden behind unfortunately got selected, bad luck… They could feel the knife pierce right through their back and they couldn’t hold the scream that escaped their throat.

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This caused them to get down from the spot and they immediately tried to flee, calling out for help only to be caught by a massive arm, it choked them and they tried desperately to claw at it, to pry it from their throat.

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They heard the man chuckle and he just squeezed tighter before placing his knife back in his toolbelt, they had managed to rear their leg back and kick him, again, right in the dick, he released them and they had fallen onto the hard floor with a resounding oof before trying to scramble to get away, before they could even get up, they immediately felt his boot slam down on their back and that took the breath out of them

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“I’m gettin’ REAL tired of y’all doin’ that!” He yelled at them, watching them try to squirm out from under him, he then looked toward their legs and got an idea, a wicked grin crossing his features.

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Bob kept them pinned down under his boot before gripping at one of their legs, they screamed and cried out for help, their cries echoing throughout the building, they could feel him beginning to pull at their leg and they began screaming out in pain, thrashing around wildly, he... He was really trying to tear their leg off!

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“S-Stop! Stop…! Y-You sick fuck…! You’re g-gonna-” And sure enough, the most god awful sound of bone being ripped along with flesh and tendons resounded through the building, their scream being the loudest it had ever been so far, in fact it might’ve even damaged their vocal chords they cried out so loud.

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They couldn’t even speak at this point, they just kept crying, and screaming, the pain was unbearable and blood was quickly pooling out of the wound, tears were flowing down their face, they were still squirming trying to desperately get away as Bob grinned down at them, he did the same with their other leg with the slightest of ease, tearing it right from its space, they tried to scream again but it just came out hoarsely, nowhere near as loud as the first, they probably couldn’t have screamed that loud again anyways… Blood now flowing from two wounds as Bob then lifted his boot from their back.

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“Did you know… Many cultures consume blood for food and that includes humans!” He reached down, cupping his hands together near where their leg used to be, catching some blood in his hands as if it were water and then bringing them up to his face, he greedily guzzled the blood down, some of it getting on him, his clothes.

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And then splattering on the floor and even on the other… Who was convulsing from the pain right now but trying desperately to crawl away, tears flowing down their face “H…He…” They tried to speak, only for their voice to catch in their throat, using their arms to try and claw their way out of the room.

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Blood trailing behind them every inch of the way, and it hurt, it hurt so badly… The convulsions didn’t help and made it that much more difficult to crawl away but Bob watched this, tilting his head, a wide grin on his face, he watched with a sick sort of amusement as the victim tried to crawl away, they were slowly but surely making it out of the room

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“Here, lemme help ya out” He walked over and picked them up, they couldn’t thrash around as much as any sort of major movement caused them more pain but they were still struggling to try and get out of his grasp as he carried them near the back door they came through and then he dropped them down.

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They gasped in pain as they hit the floor with a harsh thud and then Bob backed off “...Let’s see if you can even crawl outta here, at least if you can make it out the door before blood loss takes ya” He chuckled and walked over “I’ll even hold the door for ya~” He held the door open, like he said, an amused look on his face, they glared up at him “G…G… Ggk… Go…” They began.

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“G…Go… t-t.. To… H e l l…” The victim scoffed, trying desperately to claw their way out, they could see it, maybe if they could at least get outside, they could call for help! The victim thought about you, and the other… Their friends… They just hoped the others had found some way out of here.

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They struggled for a bit longer and as they neared the door, their vision had begun blurring, fading in and out… The amount of blood they had lost was beginning to affect them now, their struggles were slowing and hell they were even struggling to stay upright enough to crawl.

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They had only made it halfway out the door, not even being able to call out loud enough for help before they fell to the ground with a thunk, this made Bob chuckle as he picked their lifeless body up and then slammed the door shut again, he dragged them back to the room they had hidden in.

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Blood was still pooling out of the wounds and creating quite the mess on the floor, and then he took the slab of meat down they had been hiding in and hung them up on the hook, he looked over his handiwork for a few moments before looking back at one of the other rooms…

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Meanwhile your final friend, the only one left, had heard the screams, they were sure you did too… And they had to keep a hand clasped over their mouth to stifle their cries and from hyperventilating… They were already trembling as they pressed themselves as far back into the corner as they could, keeping as low as they could physically manage behind the boxes. They were trying hard not to sob or cry right now, they heard the loud thunderous footsteps and their eyes widened.

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They were trying so hard to keep as quiet as they could, hearing the footsteps grow louder with each passing second made their heart rate gradually speed up, at one point they were convinced that their heart was going to rip out of their chest but then again, if he found them, it probably would quite literally be ripped out. The haunting footsteps drew closer and closer until finally, he entered the room they were in, he was literally right there by the boxes but he was looking elsewhere, they made sure to keep as low as they could, hand still clasped over their mouth, tears flowing down their face.

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Bob stalked around the room, not as slow as before, eyes scanning over the room for any potential movement as he walked, knife in hand and ready… The last remaining friend eventually slowly got onto their stomach, making sure not to knock the boxes around or anything, and very much making sure they didn’t let out a sob or anything like that.

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They stilled all movements when they suddenly heard running footsteps, their eyes wide in horror, had he found them? …They heard… Something getting stabbed on the other side of the room, over and over again so no, they took this opportunity to crawl out from behind the boxes, crawling to the other room where the exit door stood.

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Freedom is so close… Yet so far… They had really hoped at the very least that you had made it out already, that maybe you found another exit point, at some point they had stood up because he was still stabbing away, they tried to be as careful as they could as they stood fully up but their foot had winded up gently shoving a box, their eyes widening as they looked back and they saw the boxes moving and that’s when they booked it into the other room, they got in there just in time as the boxes crashed to the floor, hiding behind the wall momentarily.

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They didn’t want to be spotted just yet, but they knew at some point they’d have to make a break for the door, and they would be spotted then but they merely listened as the killer drew closer this time, walking directly over to where the boxes were and stopping, that’s when all fell silent, no sounds at all this time… The silence was deafening and the final friend h a t e d it even more so than hearing the footsteps… It lasted for a few moments and they were about to try tip-toeing toward the exit before suddenly, they felt something grab their arm and they screamed.

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Thrashing and struggling around as the killer pulled them back into the room and threw them down in the corner, they let out a pained sound before looking up, locking eyes with Bob who was grinning down at them “Y’all are really bad at hiding… Ya know that? I could see the shadow, of your f o o t sticking out in the doorway~” They trembled and began hyperventilating, tears flowing down their face as they slowly stood up.

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They tried to sidestep him on the left but he moved that way, and then repeated the same pattern on the right, the final friend was full on sobbing at this point “P-Please… P l e a s e…” They began, they could barely even get the words out but they started begging, desperately pleading with him to let them go.

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Bob was grinning at them as he tilted his head, cutting off their movements anytime they tried, until at some point they just backed themselves as far into the corner as they could, anything to not be this close to him as they were now, he placed his knife away and then grabbed them by the arm.

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“N-No!” They cried out over and over again, not caring that them pulling and tugging away only made his grip tighten and claws sink in further. That wide demented grin plastered onto his face couldn’t get any wide as he watched over their struggles before repositioning himself and then beginning to slowly drag their arm over to the spinning blade.

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They screamed and cried out, trying desperately to tug their arm away, even trying to kick at him to get him to release them but he just wouldn’t, he was even purposefully dragging their arm slowly toward the spinning blade that could easily slice off their fingers.

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“S-Stop! Stop stop! Please stop! PLEASE!” They tried to plead with him once more, even trying to bargain with him, offer him things but he still kept dragging them toward the blade, and then finally… Their fingers were the first to make contact, they screamed the loudest they had this time, the pain was excruciating and he made it so much worse when he began moving their arm side to side, they wailed and cried.

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Thrashing and convulsing due to the sudden and intense pain they were in, tears pouring down their face as they just kept screaming, he continued this pattern until their hand was pretty much gone, stopping before the blade caught any clothing.

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They quickly hopped down from the table and tried to bolt for the exit only to get grabbed again which they cried out at “L-Let me g-go…! Y-You f-fucking m…. Mo… muh… Monster…!” Bob only brought them over to the other table and grabbed their other arm “Aww, now you’ve just gone and hurt my feelin’s~”

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The final friend’s eyes widened, on this table was a meat grinder of sorts and they tried desperately to pull back and away, apologizing profusely to him only to hear him laugh, a cruel laugh of course, he didn’t go as slow this time, they tried to fight him as hard as they could physically manage.

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Trying to prevent him from sticking their hand in the meat grinder but it did no good, he was clearly stronger than them and he shoved it into there, keeping a tight and secure grip on their other arm, their hand was shoved into there, and then with his other hand, he grabbed the crank, the final friend begged one final time, even more desperation in their dying voice, they were already in agony.

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“P-Please d-don’t… Pleeease… Please please…” And then he began turning the crank and the pain hit them immediately, they couldn’t scream any louder as their voice was growing more hoarse just like the last.

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Not even a few minutes after getting their hand grinded, the final friend suddenly fell unconscious, their body going limp and this made Bob look down at them and he scoffed “...Goddammit… You were weaker than the others…!” All that pain and panic from having one hand sliced off practically and then another ground up must’ve sent them into shock.

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…And cardiac arrest because when Bob pulled them away from the meat grinder and actually held their chest close to his ear, he hadn’t heard their heart beating anymore “...Fuckin’ pathetic…” He then tossed the final friend’s body to the ground but then grinned, feeling a sensation of pure excitement course through his veins “...Only o n e left now…” Bob then pulled out his knife and headed toward the back again.

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Meanwhile you had been laying there, crying, you had felt like such a coward… You heard your friends screaming and crying, their screams echoing throughout the building, and yet you just hid here… Listening to them, you sobbed as softly as you could manage and placed your hands over your face, you muttered out apologies to them, over and over again.

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You then went completely still and froze, eyes widening when you finally heard those footsteps approaching this room, after all, this was the last room he hadn’t checked yet, you kept repeating ‘no’ over in your head, you slapped a hand over your mouth and stifled any noise the could’ve came out, looking around from where you lay for something, ANYTHING to maybe use against him… You then got an idea and grabbed a handful of meat with your free hand, it was mushy and gooey and it felt so nasty to hold but you’d take ANYTHING at this point and you kept as flat as you could against the floor.

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You heard the large iron door open and then close, you tried your hardest not to tremble, you didn’t want to risk the piles of meat falling over or anything, you heard him walk into the room and then stop.

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“Ya know… All yer friends are dead already, you’re the only one left now, and I k n o w ya gotta be here in here somewhere~” There was a pause before he chuckled.

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“You were m i g h t y cowardly, to just let them die like that, ya could’ve came outta hiding and t r i e d to save ‘em but you didn’t… You just hid, while your friends s c r e a m e d and c r i e d out for help~”

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His words cut deep, sure, not as deep as that knife would if he found you but still, you already had tears rolling down your face and this situation was helping, in all honesty, you had wished this was just some nightmare that you’d wake up from any second and things would be normal again.

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That your friends weren’t dead, that you were just at home, sleeping in, and having a horrible nightmare but this wasn’t just happening in your head, no, your friends had been butchered and you were next on the chopping block.

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Bob began walking closer, you could hear him getting closer so you readied your hand, ready to throw this disgusting stuff right into his eyes, you didn’t have to wait long as this room wasn’t big at all, he crept over to exactly where you were hiding “There’s nowhere else for you to go~ This room’s a dead end, more specifically… YOUR dead end”

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He then leaned over, looming over you, his shadow engulfing your entire frame “...FOUND YOU!” And then before he knew it, you had tossed the meat directly at his face, it got into his eyes and he yelled, stumbling backwards slightly.

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This allowed you to get up while he was wiping at his eyes, he was swinging his knife randomly, trying to hit you despite not being able to see at the moment, you had managed to get past him for the moment, you quickly began prying open the door, it was so much heavier than the wooden door had been which made things difficult but you did manage to get it cracked open before he grabbed you.

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Trying to pull you away from the door, you kicked and thrashed at him “Fuck you! Let me go! You sick fuck!” You screamed and yelled profanities at him, even when he had pulled you off of the door, you began trying to bite at him, claw at him even, it was clear you weren’t going to go down without a fight.

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You had managed to knock his knife out of his hand at the very least, and you could tell he was getting very frustrated with you, using both hands to grip at your throat now, you gasped for air, clawing at his hands and arms, you were going to try and kick him again like you had the previous times but he seemed to catch onto that before you managed and he threw you back against the wall.

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You leaned your head forward and your back connected against the wall which you cried out in pain at, you had slumped down for a moment, the pain becoming very intense very rapidly in your back but you couldn’t just lay here, you slowly and wobbly stood up despite how much pain you were feeling.

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Your eyes widened however when you saw a shadow engulf your frame once more, you eyes slowly trailed up toward large man looming over you, you felt yourself trembling even more so as he pushed you up further against the wall.

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He was going to make sure you had no chances to slip past him, not this time, and he placed the knife against your throat “Kick me, and I’ll slit your throat right now” He warned but it probably wasn’t necessary considering that you didn’t even think you could kick right now, not this time, you felt like a deer frozen in headlights, just staring up at him…

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That wicked grin crossing his features and you could see him beginning to drool, the drool dripped down from his chin and onto you which you cringed at, he had fallen silent after the threat, just staring down at you with a hungry look.

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You could hear his heavy breathing and he reeked, he smelled of blood and death and it nearly made you gag right then and there, but you had to remember to be as still as you could so the knife didn’t cut into your throat, after a few moments he took the knife away and you had accidentally slumped down now, your trembling legs had just buckled from underneath you but he only followed, proceeding to kneel down, practically hovering over you.

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Drool just piling onto your costume at this point, it felt disgusting, you felt disgusting… You couldn’t help the heavy sob that escaped your throat, it was just so sudden, you couldn’t even control it as you looked down, trying to look anywhere BUT him, you had even squeezed your eyes shut.

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“P-Please… J-Just let me go… P-Please don’t ki… Kill m… a-ah…!” You were startled when you felt a claw underneath your chin, your eyes immediately shooting open when the claw dug into your skin which had also made you wince but you were forced to look up again, forced to look at him, demented grin, hungry eyes, and all…

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You whimpered slightly when he opened his mouth, hot breath ghosting across your face which made your stomach turn “Aah… There’s a reason I haven’t eaten any of your friends yet, only had a bite of one of ‘em to tie me over… ‘Til I got the m a i n course~ I’ve been wantin’ to get a taste of y o u for the last few days now~” You only continued trembling at that to which he tilted his head at.

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“Aww, nothin’ more to say, darlin’~? Where’s all that energy ya just had a moment ago, where’s all that desperation, that fight gone off to? Yer just shakin’ like a leaf now and I ain’t even done nothin’ to ya yet! Haven’t sliced any bits of you off, haven’t torn any limbs off, bit into ya, nothin’!”

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And then he chuckled, leaning in closer which made you whimper again and you tried to back away, trying desperately to just sink into the wall but there was nowhere left for you to go, you just wanted to get away from him in any way you could but this time, there WAS no escaping him, there was NO way out of this one, you couldn’t even get up with him hovering over you like this.

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“Heh… Did you know if you eat a human brain you’ll get a disease similar to Mad Cow?” You were confused by that, what the hell was the point of telling yo- Before you could finish that thought he suddenly grabbed your arm, you cried out when you felt his claws digging in, he wrenched your arm in a painful position to which you cried out at and then placed the knife against your skin.

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Your eyes widened and you squirmed a little but he just laughed “The more ya squirm, the more it’ll hurt~ But by all means, go right ahead~” Bob then wasted little time in cutting deep into the flesh which you screamed out at, you knew it caused you more pain but you couldn’t help but thrash about.

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You could feel the knife slicing through your skin with the slightest of ease and it was excruciating, it was a burning kind of pain, your blood flowing out of the gaping wound by the time he was finished slicing off a good chunk, he then placed the knife against your throat again.

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Just to make sure you wouldn’t move while he indulged himself, his drool dripping onto the floor as he held your flesh to his lips, taking a slow bite and he shuddered which almost caused the knife to pierce your throat, you were just crying and sobbing uncontrollably at this point, looking at your open wound with a mortified expression.

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You heard the gross sounds as he chowed down on the chunk of flesh he had taken out of you, and that nearly made you vomit right then and there, a combination of drool and blood now mixing onto the ground, he was trying to savor the taste it seemed, his eyes were even half lidded after he finished the piece.

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He sucked the blood off of his fingers and then licked his lips afterward, turning back to you, he looked pleased “You know… I was gonna wait til I got a chance to cook ya up… But d a m n… If you don’t taste good just as you are~ So sweet, tender and delicious~ I… Mmm… I just can’t wait, I… N E E D more!”

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And before you knew it, your other arm was grabbed, you cried out and begged him to stop as if that would do any good, you knew it wouldn’t, but you just wanted the pain to stop, he placed his knife away this time much to your surprise but what he did this time was much worse, he had brought your arm up to his mouth, drooling wildly on it before sinking his teeth into your flesh.

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You screamed out and tried to kick at him, trying to kick him away and or pry your arm away from him, just something, ANYTHING to escape, you felt the teeth digging deep into flesh and then he began tearing away at it, eventually tearing away a decently sized chunk and swallowing it down greedily, he didn’t even try to savor anything meanwhile you were just shaking, even convulsing perhaps due to the agony you were in, you went limp in your spot, just sobbing and crying, your tears spilling onto the cold floors, mixing and mingling with the blood.

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Bob was covered in blood and drool at this point, red strings dangling from his mouth and you could see little bits and pieces around his mouth, he looked down at you, manic eyes just watching over your crying and bloodied form, that big grin that would forever haunt you, the one that haunted all your friends before they met their untimely demise.

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You didn’t even try to fight back this time as a clawed hand cupped your face, thumb dangerously close to poking out your eye which you wouldn’t have been surprised if he did but he didn’t, he just stroked your face in a sickeningly sweet manner.

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Before his hand moved up to your head, wiping the sweat from it and then trailing further up to grab at your hair, he was oh so gentle as he tilted your head back, you couldn’t even fight at this point, too exhausted from all the struggling beforehand and the overwhelming pain coursing through your arms right now, he only chuckled at this “Oh I just can’t get enough of you~”

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He cooed as he came closer, mouth nearing your throat, you squeezed your eyes shut as soon as you felt his hot breath ghosting over your neck, drool seeping out and onto your skin, he stayed this way for a few moments before you weakly spoke up “J-Just… F-Fucking do it… Y-You… You pussy…”

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You were about to scream but it was caught when you felt teeth sink deep into your throat and then… Your eyes shooting wide open as your throat was practically ripped out, after this, your body convulsed more, blood gushing out and making even more of a mess on the floor.

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You had made some choking sounds for a moment until your body started to go limp and your vision began growing dark… The last thing you saw before the life fully drained from your eyes was that horrifying grin, full of your own flesh between his teeth…

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BREAKING NEWS: The Devil Butcher Strikes Again! Approximately two bodies were discovered inside of (Y/N) (L/N)’s home last night after a Costume Party for Halloween was thrown, one found stabbed multiple times in the basement while the other was found in the hallway with some of the flesh missing on their arm.

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One of the partygoers had reported it, they prefer to stay anonymous to protect themselves but they had this to say… And I quote

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‘’We just thought it was a show that (L/N) was putting on at first..! We didn’t know someone ACTUALLY got killed!” All of the partygoers had reportedly fled the scene in terror which is what prompted Police to investigate the scene, that’s when the bodies were discovered.

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Meanwhile two others along with (L/N) have been reported to be missing! There is no current information on the whereabouts of their location. . . The cannibal serial killer Bob Velseb is STILL at large…

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No known information about any of the other victims or the killer’s locations at this time but we’ll keep you updated as soon as we hear any more information from Police.

#spooky month sr pelo #spooky month tender treats #bob velseb #tw cannibalism #tw vomit mention #tw gore #tw blood #tw death #angst and nothing but angst #tw suggestive #The Cryptid's Writings #did I put more effort into this than needed for a silly lil spooky toon? #yes- yes I did and I am NOT ashamed #theres like a few lil references to the canon episode tho

[mimikittysblog]

Lovesick: The Game

Chapter 4 - Taking the lead

Pairing: Non-idol! Jay x Yandere! Video game character! Fem! Reader

Synopsis: Its been about a month since the breakup but Jay has yet to get over his ex. Trying to help his friends suggest he play a new game with them called Lovesick. A multiplayer game where they compete to win the heart of the girl in the game. Y/n. However as the game progresses things start to seem odd, creepy even. Its almost like y/n knows more than she should, and wants more than what she leads on.

Warnings: Poor attempts at humor, cursing, heavy yandere themes, missing people, blood, implied murder, obsessed reader. Please let me know if I've missed anything. Do not interact and/or read if you are a minor and/or highly sensitive to these themes.

!!!There are written parts!!!

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

It’s been an entire week since Jay downloaded and played Lovesick, and while he kinda doesn’t want to admit it. He’s having a lot of fun. It’s weird but as his friends told him, it really distracted him and took his mind off of things. Not only from his ex but some of his annoying assignments and group projects as well. Plus seeing his friends struggle to play while he’s just easily winning is kinda hilarious. Furthermore the main character, y/n, is just a very well made and likable character that Jay just can’t help but keep interacting with.

She’s similar to him in a lot of ways, they have the same interest, like cooking and fashion, their personality is the same, both having somewhat short tempers, and they even have created inside jokes as, you guessed it, their sense of humor is not that far off either. It’s quite amazing really, how realistic it all feels. In addition to that if she were actually real, she would be absolutely perfect for him, he thinks.

“Damn that’s kinda sad..” Jay mumbles to himself, at the thought that the perfect girl for him doesn’t really exist and.. he’s somewhat falling for a video game character. It’s ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous.

!Ping!

Jay then quickly scrambles to get his phone as he heard the sound of a new notification and then smiles seeing it’s another message from y/n. So who really cares if it’s ridiculous or not, cause this game (that he’s currently in the lead in) makes him happy, y/n is making him happy, and that’s all that matters. For now at least…

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[ghxstlypuppet]

So as i posted earlier the short comfort fic got out of control and i decided to write more of it, i wrote two chapters today, i'm not sure if i like the third one tho but i might post it anyways.

AGAIN THE DISCLAIMER , ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I DO CONFUSE WORDS A LOT

And i also don't have a tittle for this fic *dabs and cries*

•Eddsworld comfort fic pt.2•

(Please give me feedback , this is my interpretation of the characters so its kinda of a au? If you have any suggestions or questions send me a ask!)

~ Enjoy ~

Genre : Uh...fluff and a tiny little bit of comedy (i tried) and two shots of v- angst

Warning : Some cuss words

Gender neutral reader

Word count : i have no idea again around 10/11 pages on my phone notes

Y/N IS 25 ON THIS

After you and Tord finished running around the house and breaking a lot of stuff , you were feeling better the bad and intrusive thoughts werent bothering you anymore , you just felt tired now but a sleepy kind of tired , the others were downstairs preparing the things for a movie night and you decided to grab your stuff and put it on the guests room aka tom's room , you were used to sharing the room with one of them everytime you went there so neither you or them cared about the situation that have happened more times than they could remember. You put your baggages there , just a big back pack that Edd always wondered how that never gave you a back pain it looked too heavy even for you that were much stronger than you looled like,then you grabbed a towel and you pjs , a pair of sweat pants and a comfortable t shirt , it wasnt cold so your hoodie wouldnt be needed , you decided to take a shower you had a long day after all a lot had happened and you were more than ready to relax and have fun with your friends, you took a quick but very relaxing shower and changed into your clean pjs, it felt like a reward , you giggled with yourself remembering of that one "its like a reward" meme and steped out of the bathroom, you went downstairs to find Edd  , Matt and Tom in the kitchen preparing snacks and popcorn and also the drinks while Tord was on the living room setting up the movies you guys were going to watch, Tord liked horror stuff maybe that was one of only things you two had in common but since earlier it felt like you guys were starting to get a long a bit better, you didnt noticed you were starring at Tord while thinking about it,that until a pillow hits your face

- HEY!

You exclaimed annoyed throwing the pillow back at Tord who caught it very easily

- Just....why???

- You were just standing there staring at me not even blinking , thought you were possesed or something, everything okay?

At first you were kinda mad but , did he just asked if you were okay?? And seemed to be genuinely worried?? You blinked a few times not even being able to hide the silly little smile you had your face now  it felt nice to know you had people who actually cared about you

- Yeah.. im good , thanks i was just thinking.. Im gonna go see if the boys need help bringing the food and drinks

You said smiling a bit and heading to the kitchen, Matt and Edd smiled widly when they saw you there and Tom just waved being too busy chuggin a bit of smirnoff to smile at you now, not that he was a very smiley guy

- Already drinking Tom?

Tom only nodded putting the bottle on the table

- Don't plan on getting wasted but everyone needs a little somethin' to start the day...not for now at least , want some?

He said pointing to the smirnoff bottle , you didnt even thinked twice before going to grab it but someone grabbed you first, it was Edd grabbing you by your waist almost hugging you while pulling you up and turning you on the other way

- No no no no....nu uh, you remember damn well how you got last time you drank that...

- Hey!  Don't talk like this about my baby

Tom said annoyed even angrily pouting , you on your side were pouting too after Edd put you back on the floor , he was tallen than you so picking you up wasnt hard at all

- But....that time i was  on a competition!

You said , Edd kept starring at you

- You drank less than a shot...

He said making Tom laugh from remembering   you glared at him who tried to hide his laughter but his face was even red , maybe from the alcohol as well even tho he wasnt drunk at all at this moment, even Matt gave out a little chuckle, you sighed

- Fiiine..... Anyways i came here to ask if you guys need help bringing the stuff to the living room

- Oh you could help with the bowls of candy , i will bring the doritos ones, Edd and Tom will bring the drinks

Matt said , grabbing the two big bowls of Doritos and going to the living room, Tord already had the movies set there, you got the three smaller but still big bowls of candies , they had m&m's in one ,fummy worms and gummy bears all mixed in the other and one full of mini marshmallows , you headed to the living room setting the snacks on the little tabble there , Edd and Tom carefully placed the drinks there , Matt grabbed a blanket that was already placed there, it wasn't cold that night but it was comfortable to stay with a blanket while watching the movie , you sat where you always used to exactly on the middle of the four of them, Matt and Tom on your right , Tord and Edd on your left , you were pretty much comfortable there , Edd gave you a can of cola and Tom kept the bowl of doritos closer enough so you could get some as well, the movie startedz and of course it was Insane Zombies Pirates from Hell , Tord set all the movies for you guys to watch, you didnt minded watching those movies again it was like a classic to watch with them.

You were awake until the third movie, when you started feeling sleepy and didnt even noticed that you were putting your head on Edd's shoulder almost doozing off , he smiled looking at you

- Hey the movies aren't over yet!

Tord said kinda annoyed , Edd glared at him

- Can't you see that they are tired?? Unlike you , y/n had a long day

- They always fall asleep on the third movie ...

Tord said grabbing the rest of the gummy bears and eating them, you opened your eyes , blusbing a bit when you noticed that you were almost sleeping on Edd's shoulder

- Oh ahm...sorry about that i didnt noticed i was that tired....

Edd laughed a bit

- It's fine don't worry about that besides you are not the only one sleeping

He said trying to show you that Matt was sleeping very comfortably the same way you were before , you giggled a bit until you felt a pair of arms around you , you looked the other way just to see Tom doozed off grabbing you like a plushie, and even to comfirm your suspicious about him thinking you were a plushie he mumbled a bit drunkly

- Tomee bear...

You couldnt hold back the laugh but tried not to be noisy , you didnt minded him hugging you like that he would probably die before aggreing that he did it on the next day but you didnt cared , you looked at Tord for a second and could swear that he smiled a bit at you  , you smiled back

- Hey , sorry for falling asleep i know that you like those movies but im feeling tired after today..

You said , Tord just looked away , he was blushing a bit feeling bad that he made you feel bad but he would never admit it

- Yeah yeah...whatever  its fine you can sleep ..

He said not even looking at the tv at that moment , you did your best to stay awake  a bit longer but before you could notice you were sleeping again, your head on Edd's shoulder , Tom still hugging you and you were awkwardly hugging Edd the same way while Matt slept on the other side , Edd was basically trapped but he didnt minded , he looked at Tord that had a annoyed expression

-What? You're jealous?

Edd teased with a smirk

- You dont need to be still have space for one more cuddle buddy here

He said , Tord almost growled with anger even tho he was blushing a bit

- Fuck you Edd...

He said , making Edd laugh a bit

-Maybe if you learned to get along with y/n better you wouldn't be alone there now Tord

- Shut... i'm working on it

He admited (oh lawd he did admited one thing regarding y/n once oh lawd) Edd looked surprised to hear that  but didnt said anything anymore.

Eventually even him and Tord where feeling sleepy but still much more awake then you, Matt and Tom with the (forced) help from Tord , Edd put you and the others in your rooms , you were sharing the room with Tom , so Tord put you there leaving quickly, Edd rolled his eyes and entered the room with Tom putting him on his bed and putting a blanket over both of you guys

- Good night guys

He said softly before leaving to his own room, that night sure was a bit fun, but you guys still have two more days of fun stuff to happen, what will be the next one?

#eddsworld #comfort character #eddsworld fan fic #comfort fan fic #ew #begginer fanfic author #GIVE ME FEEDBACK PLEASE

[cnohpytxyz]

HHL Prologue

synopsis: The apocalypse came and with it? Werewolves. 

...not even the good kind.

word count: 882

genre: werewolves, my own take on A/B/O, female OCs, honestly this is just me trauma dumping in a way that doesn’t make me wanna hurl. feel free to hang out.

warnings: this ff talks about a lot of heavy topics including r*ape, bl**d, s*icide, d**th, m*scarriage/st*ll birth, and far more that I haven't gotten to yet. They will be addressed with care, but won't be censored in the main text. Please be aware of these and make sure to take care of yourself. Detailed warnings will be at the beginning of each post in chronological order, so you can better prepare yourself/choose not to read.

notes: this is a prologue to the much much longer ff I’ve been working on for awhile. currently going through and editing it so I don’t cringe so much when I look at it. if you want more rn, everything I’ve got is currently on ao3. just be aware that it kinda sucks.

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It happened 5 years ago—the apocalypse—but it didn’t happen like we expected.

It didn’t happen when a virus wiped out millions or when the world started nuking itself. It happened when an experiment gone wrong escaped a lab.

Covered in hair and able to shred anyone, anything, to pieces with ease, the bipedal beast had one trait that ruined everything—its venomous bite. Unlike snakes, these creatures weren’t biting to protect themselves, only to infect humans. Drawn to their beating hearts and the scent of life, the beasts attacked with a jealous vengeance.

Originating in Russia, the failed experiment rapidly traveled towards the populated towns of western Europe. From there, things went downhill fast. Because of Russia’s penchant to cover up their mistakes, no one realized how bad things were until countries suddenly closed their borders. That didn’t stop them though.

They were stronger, faster, and far more dangerous than what anyone had expected. It took a few months until one of the original scientists was able to safely step out and announce to the world what they were and what they could do.

The short answer? Werewolves.

The long answer? Much, much longer.

Originally meant to be government super weapons, these creatures were designed to unleash massive amounts of damage onto the general population. One unexpected side effect was their ability to mutate other humans. The scientists took this in stride, however, deciding to enhance this ability and add “bioweapon” to its resume.

Things were starting to look up. The beasts, initially mindless, began to retain who they were before being bitten. They could understand and carry out orders, but that wasn’t good enough for Russia. They needed that mindlessness–that desire to overpower, so the researchers stepped back.

Going back to the drawing board, they figured they could accomplish what their dictator wanted by destroying the minds of the experiments. 

The first mind broken resulted in a massive part of the facility being destroyed. Countless people and beasts alike died.

Things got worse from there.

At first, they could contain the damage, but it only took a year for the Grand Escape, as it was sardonically named after the fact.

It was most difficult during the first year of the apocalypse. First the looting, followed quickly by the killing, and then the gangs. Werewolves might have been the trigger, but humans were the bullet. There were few good things during that year, but there were good things.

First, a change could be prevented if you managed to cut off the affected limb in time. Found out purely by chance, this news spread almost as quickly as the werewolves.

Second, there were different classes of beasts. The ones past saving were called Werewolves.

The ones in transition between Human and Were were called Lupi. 

Unlike Weres, Lupi had near full control of themselves–that control only waning during the first few weeks of being changed and on rare occasions henceforth. Overwhelmed with the flood of sensations previously hidden from them as humans, new Lupi would go mad for blood. If they managed to survive past that point, the sharpened senses and slightly elevated physical capabilities gave them a significant advantage over the humans. 

The last class was one no one expected: Lycans. 

Lycans were the pinnacle of what Russia had been trying to create. Fiercely loyal, fast, strong, and could shift into wolves, the catch being how difficult it was to turn lycan. It varied case by case, but you generally had one month from being bitten to find your soul bond.

In an impossibly large world, locating your soul bond was like trying to find a needle in a haystack. The only relief was feeling them in the back of your mind, sensing how they were feeling—if they were even alive. The soul bond was purely supernatural, but knowing they were alive didn’t help you find them. Though Lupi were fast, there was no way they could travel more than a hundred miles in a day and not knowing which direction to travel in made things even worse.

As dire as the circumstances seemed, this new knowledge gave the population hope.

While the world was falling to pieces, there was one group that stood out—Homo Homini Lupus or HHL for short. Contrary to their name, the group of three started to collect people of varying professions before the first six months had even passed. By the end of the first year, they had established a camp south of Denver: nearly 25,000 acres of land surrounded by 10ft walls, including a reservoir, and enough space to support over three thousand people and animals.

Most of the world found their speed highly suspicious, but fourteen months into the apocalypse, the government launched an attack on the camp. After the military suffered a crushing defeat, the world began to see how dangerous HHL could be. They didn’t realize that their knowledge just barely scratched the surface.

While HHL continuously brought people into the safety of its walls, it was also not run by kind people. Their second in command in particular had numerous rumors about her cruel hearted nature, murdering without a second glance, throwing the terminally ill out of their walls to be changed by Weres, and other similarly cruel tales.

The HHL was silent.

next part

#txt fanfic #txt #tomorrow by together #yeonjun #txt yeonjun #soobin #txt soobin #beomgyu #txt beomgyu #taehyun #txt taehyun #hueningkai #txt kai #alternate universe #apocalypse #a/b/o au #werewolves #science fiction #mating bond #mating bites #marking #blood #mating cycles/in heat #eventual smut #blood drinking #no one is ok #it's not gay #but there's definitely some lgbtq seasoning

[me-uglypretty]

*WARNING* this is going to be a long compiled mess of replies, so please take the time you need to respond and you don’t have to respond to everything : )

NO WAY I WATCHED DISNEY AND NICKELODEON RELIGIOUSLY TOO! ! ! (but also like, not me flipping through the files of all my favorite fandoms in my head before i go to bed trying to decide which universe to live in for the night… yikes or something aha *finger guns*)

MISS PEGGY CARTER DESERVES SO MUCH MORE AND CAPTAIN CARTER TOO!!! UGH I LOVE BOTH VERSIONS OF HER SO FREAKING MUCH! they totally nailed the old era vibe for the series, and i love the generalized aesthetic for that time era too so that was a major plus for me

ALSO STOP YOU’RE MAKING ME SMILE SO MUCH BY SAYING YOU LOVE MY ENERGY HAKSKDHN but i truly do love your energy too bestie <3

HONESTLY IF THERE WAS NO HEIGHT DIFFERENCE OR GLOWING LESBIAN I WOULD STILL WATCH THIS SHOW CAUSE OF THE DINOSAUR BUT THIS SHOW HAS ALL THREE?!?!! a big win for the gays i’m loving it

mmmm i’m sure i won’t like it in the beginning with feeling sympathy for parents but when a show succeeds in doing so, you know it’s a good show. so i’ll be open minded about it, even if it’s rich people problems lol

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BESTIE IM CACKLING “Her height went to her gay level I guess.” UGGGH I CAN’T BREATH I’M LAUGHING SO FUCKING HARD

((anyways yes all the parents absolutely need to go to therapy, and probably the kids too now, and i’m glad you don’t drive a prius or else i’d have to rethink somethings hahaha jk but yeah, they don’t give the best vibes a majority of the time))

(((HUUUUUUUUUHHHWA IK ITS ONLY THE BEGINNING AND I HAVE TWO MORE SEASONS AFTER THIS ONE SO LIKE AHHHHHHHHHHH)))

OH NOW I WANT TO READ THE COMICS EVEN MORE NOOOOOOWWW would you recommend reading them after i finish watching? and why yes, yes they are scientists… ((((man head is going to explode, there’s so many things to think about!!!))))

(((((yes, i agree with your mum. i’ve only seen him less than a handful of times yet this too will always be my response)))))

((((((people really do need to get with the times to get a better taste of all the true, great media that’s out there smh))))))

(((((((yes, i am getting the recommended amount of rest, maybe not in the right time frame tho, but i am getting it! thank you for asking : D i too can be unhinged when watching shows, but i have recently relearned the consequences of pulling an all nighter so i will not be doing so with this show. but my day was good, especially since i’m decompressing now by watching runaways! i hope you’re taking care of yourself and that your day/night is going to be good to!)))))))

Our mind??? I too pick which universe to live for at night (and sometimes daytime that I forget how I gotta exist in the real world???) AND I LOVE DINOSAURS LIKE I WILL WATCH IF THERE’S DINOSAURS AND THE QUALITY IS GOOD TOO cause some vfx is horrible (totally out of context but meet the robinsons’ t-rex is so cute)

I read the comics after watching 2 seasons I think? Cause I was waiting for the new season and decided to catch up with the comics. It kinda made me go “ahhh this is not the same AHHH WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT” but tbh, it’s up to you cause some things match up while some doesn’t (and comic tends to have heavy stuff which don’t end up making to live action).

And the show is kinda slow so I hope you have the patience cause sometimes it's like ya typical never ending tv series, but it's kind of nice to watch the basic shit with the superhero flairs and the glowing lesbian with her tiny girlfriend so it's also not basic??? i don't think i made sense but yes words

((I think WE ALL need therapy, but the parents especially dammit why don't all of them go get help))

(((I HAD FUN READING EVERYTHING LIKE THIS ENERGY IS WHAT I NEEDED WHEN IS STARTED WATCHING THE SHOW AND I HOPE YOU’RE DOING OKAY!!!AND TAKING CARE AND DRINKING LOTS OF WATER)))

Thank you input runaway anon who forgot to sign off as input runaway anon

#me-uglypretty answers #input runaway anon

[inhuman-obey-me]

Excuse me! it’s just me, this blog’s stalker because your works amazing. I kinda am in love with your demon’s nature series. I if I could request something. Could you possible do MC seeing the brothers do something that is “demonic”. Similar to what happens in the series. Thank you!!!!

Hello!! Haha, thank you -- we’re so glad you like our content! ;u;

And I’m glad that you enjoy the Demon’s Nature series! It’s been a lot of fun to write.

Sorry this took a bit! I wasn’t sure if you wanted this to be something with one of the brothers or all of them, so I ended up doing little short blurbs for each of the brothers and MC accidentally catching them doing something demonic/violent. Tried to keep them all pretty short, which was hard.

[Mod Cosmos]

MC accidentally catching the Demon Brothers being Demonic/Violent

content warning: blood/gore, body horror (especially in Beel’s), and general violence

Note: This is through the perspective of an MC that knows that the demons do their thing, but perhaps doesn't want to see it happening in front of them.

LUCIFER

You were supposed to go shopping together after meetings for the day were finished, and he had told you to just wait an additional thirty minutes so that he could finish up some business. Thirty minutes passed, but there was still no word from him, so you decide you’ll go and see what was holding that workaholic up. You soon realize that was a mistake.

You hear muffled cries, and a familiar deep voice. Cautiously, you approach the source of these sounds -- a room located off a dark corridor. You didn’t think there were any classrooms here, and your curiosity got the better of you -- so you approach the door, peeking through the crack. You recognize the intimidating silhouette and --- there’s blood. There was another figure in the room, their body limp on the ground in a puddle of red, the mighty first-born’s claws tearing through flesh. A loss of balance in your surprise results in you tumbling into the room, earning a sharp turn from Lucifer, whose crimson eyes were wide in surprise. His wings spread out to try and shield the unsavory scene from you.

“MC, you were supposed to wait for me.” His voice is stern, but there’s a gentleness to it. He sees the queasy look on your face, and decides he can put this torment to an end. With a swift motion, he fully blocks your line of sight before slitting the lesser demon’s throat. He then turns back to you, lightly embracing your body with black feathers. His voice is soft as he did not want to frighten you. “I’m sorry, you weren’t supposed to see that. Let’s get you home, shall we? I’ll make you some tea.”

MAMMON

It had just been a scratch. A low-level demon had taken a swipe at you in passing, but hadn’t been able to cut too deep. Mammon insisted he was just running off to get a bandaid after you insisted he didn’t need to go after the other demon. He said that he’d be right back--”I’m just gettin’ a bandage, I swear!”-- and told you not to move an inch. But this bandage quest was taking longer than it should have, so you go after him, pressing a loose cloth against your wound. And there he was, having cornered the offending demon. He seems to be staking the demon in the arm with a sharp metal object, speaking in a tongue you couldn’t understand.

You hadn’t even realized you had dropped the Majolish bag from your hand, not until it hit the ground with a thud and Mammon whipped around to see you there. A flash of guilt appears on his features, his eyes going between you and the lowly demon. He drops them, though he can’t resist one more swift kick to their chest before running back to you.

“I told ya I’d be right back!” He’s about to cup your face in his hands, but retracts them as he realizes they’re covered in blood. “Uh, okay, let’s go get that,” he motions to your injury, “...taken care of, yeah?” He mumbles a sorry as he picks up the bag you dropped before ushering you away from the scene, promising he’d do whatever he needed to do to make up for having to witness it.

LEVIATHAN

You’re browsing games at a shop, having tagged along with Leviathan who had been raving about a new release. At one point, however, Leviathan had vanished from your side. You now realize it’s been … quite some time, actually. You wander about the store, unable to find him anywhere. Did he step outside? You decide to check, missing the anxious glance from the clerk behind the counter.

You hear some sounds from the alley by the shop. Is that … someone choking? Worried, you round the corner to make sure whoever it was is okay -- only to see the one doing the strangling was Leviathan himself. He had his tail tightly wrapped around the other demon’s throat, and … what, what was that inky substance leaking from their eyes? Leviathan caught your shadow against the alley wall, turning to you with a slightly panicked look.

“M-MC!” His tail quickly slithered off and away from the demon’s throat, leaving them to collapse to the ground. He’s suddenly at your side, hands on your shoulders as he turns you around and makes you walk out of the alley with him, murmuring something about how the venom will take care of the rest. “S-sorry about that, MC. You look a little sick … let’s get that game and go home and play, okay?”

SATAN

You had been ambling through an aisle in the grand Royal Library, wondering what random book you should pick up next to flip through idly. Satan had wanted to spend a quiet day reading and studying together, to which you readily obliged. But it was easy to forget just how large the Royal Library was -- what floor were you on again? -- and you wonder if you should head back to where the two of you had set up. Then you suddenly hear a distant crash. It seemed to be coming from one of the meeting rooms at the back, and you couldn’t help but want to take a peek to see what had happened.

“Fuck you!” You knew that voice, and you knew that anger. There was a muffled yell, and what sounded like shattering glass. Then there’s a chilling, mocking laughter, and you can feel the goosebumps starting to cover your skin. You nervously approach the slightly ajar door, and there he is, his tail impaling another demon with its sharp ridges. Oh, there is fury burning in those eyes -- ones that shift to land on you, and that glowing fury is replaced with exasperation.

“MC!” Your name comes out as a hiss, but he quickly tosses the other demon, slamming them into the wall. “You…” He’s unsure what to say, his wrath calming at the sight of you, especially with that look on your face. “I … I’m sorry, I just had to take care of something. Please, let’s go. We can talk about this later.”

ASMODEUS

The music is loud, the drinks are pouring, and you’re having an absolutely wonderful night out clubbing with Asmodeus. You were returning from the bar with two drinks in hand for the both of you, thanking one of the security guards on your way for managing the crowd of fans that had now dispersed, only to find that Asmodeus was not to be found at your table. He had left a note-- “BRB! ♡”--with lipstick on a napkin. You waited, sipping your drink as you demon watched from your seat. Some time passes, and you realize you’ve finished your drink a bit more quickly than intended. There’s still no sign of him, so you might as well go get another.

On the way to the bar, however, you pass by what you assumed was the hall to the restrooms, and you hear a desperate “I’m sorry!” cutting through the heavy bass. Should you be concerned? Well, you decide to at least be nosy, so you slip into the hall to see what was going on -- and are met with the sight of Asmodeus holding a heart he had carved out of some poor demon’s chest. In your shock, your empty glass slips through your fingers and crashes to the floor, earning your demon’s attention.

“Oh, MC!” Despite his surprise to see you, he gives you a smile -- one that gives you chills as you see blood spattered on his face. “Ah, what a mess…” He lets the lesser demon slide to the floor, debating on what to do with the organ in hand, but hides it behind his back for now, coming over to place a quick kiss on your cheek. “Sorry about that, darling. I’m just going to go clean up, so wait for me at the table, ‘kay?”

BEELZEBUB

You had agreed to go with him to Madame Scream’s after finishing up classes for the day, but he was running late. He’s not picking up any calls, either, so you decide to go to where his last class would have been -- maybe they were just running way over, and he hadn’t realized the time? The hall is quiet, and you end up reaching an empty classroom. Walking back out, you decide to try calling him again. Ring, ring. After a moment, you realize you can hear Beelzebub’s ringtone in the distance, and you follow your ears to where his D.D.D. and ultimately he himself must be.

You weren’t prepared for what you saw next. A head of bright orange hair buried in a lesser demon’s abdomen, the sound of squelching and slurping from his feasting sounding so much more insidious than usual.

“Beel!” You can’t help but cry out his name in shock, which causes him to jolt upright -- with intestines still hanging from his mouth. Oh, you were going to be sick …

“MC … sorry, Lucifer always says I need to work on my table manners … “ He gulps down what was left hanging, but his eyes widen when it registers just who caught him in the act. “Oh, uh, guess that’s not the point, huh … “ He sheepishly wipes at his mouth with some torn cloth that you can only assume came from his victim, standing up and walking around to block your view of the mangled body. “I’ll clean this up, and then … well, we can do whatever you want to do. Sorry, MC …”

BELPHEGOR

You’re looking around for where Belphegor could possibly be napping. Beelzebub had to go to Fangol practice and asked that you make sure his twin got home, as he had seemed even more tired today than usual. He’s not in the Western Courtyard, so you head to the Southern Courtyard next. You think you remember him saying that was one of his favorite spots…

You perk up as you spot the ever-familiar cow patterned pillow, but you fail to see the demon that was usually attached to it. Peering around the area, worry starts to set in -- and then you hear a scream. It certainly didn’t belong to Belphegor, but the gears in your mind start turning and you run to where the scream came from. Of course, no one else was around here -- it wasn’t the busiest area on campus in the first place. Turning a corner, you see just what you feared -- Belphegor had his claws at another demon’s throat, his barbed tail wrapped around their body and squeezing them tight. You feel weak, the scenario a bit too close for comfort as you recall what he had done to you in the past.

“MC?” Belphegor turned to see you, his eyes wide. He must have sensed your presence at some point, or maybe your heart was pounding much louder than you realized. He drops the other demon, growling something you can’t make out to them, and then slowly approaches you. He sees you tense up, causing him to stop in his tracks. He averts his gaze, not wanting to meet your eyes as he tries to figure out what to say. “I just … had to deal with something. You … you can head on home first, if you want. I understand.”

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[pinkteapotwriting]

I’ve been thinking. I see a lot of dom!marauders or them being experienced. But what if it was the opposite? Like y/n is experienced and perhaps a dom, while the boys are virgins (or just had little experience)? it makes me all soft 🥺. Like Y/N could be their best friend/fifth marauder (whichever you choose), and they like ask her to be their first time and it’s all blushy for the boys (them being subs, a few tears of pain for them) go crazy! It’s been on my mind for weeks!

Marauders x Fem!reader

Warning : unprotected sex, cursing, Dom!reader, pretty chill I think, you know, for smut

Word count : 1830

Thanks for being so patient, I hope you like it cause it took me forever to do this. It's a bit heavy on the dialogue but oh well

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Surprise, surprise.

It was raining at Hogwarts. The Scottish countryside is taking on its usual demeanor of moisture in this season. Not that you minded, that just meant you got to spend the day with all of your favourite boys. You Sirius and James were giggling away in the corner while Remus was trying his best to ignore you all and read, but you figured you could peak his interest.

“Okay Pads, what’s your body count?”

“I’ve never killed anybody, but trust me Snivelus has come close.”

“No you dork, how many people have you slept with?”

“I’m not answering that!”

“I’m not gonna slut shame you Sirius.”

“He’s definitely not worried about being slut shamed Y/N” James snorted.

“Like you’re any better off than I am you prick.”

“Cut it out, there’s no need to call each other names. Are you both virgins then?”

“Well, yeah I guess.”

James was much more embarrassed than he needed to be.

“What about you Remmy, have you done anything at all?”

“Ask Sirius.”

“I already did ask Sirius!”

“Ask Sirius.”

“Oh my god why are you all so embarrassed there’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’m just surprised is all. You guys are all really attractive and kind people so I never thought you’d be inexperienced and you’ve dated plenty of girls.”

Remus shut his book.

“Not that it’s any of your business Y/N but i’ve at least given or received a hand job or two before.”

“Why’d you tell me to ask Siri- ooooooooh.”

Sirius had his face in his palms.

“Can we change the subject please.”

James patted his shoulder comfortingly.

“It’s okay Pads. It’s not like the opportunity never arose, we were all just waiting for the right person.”

“Aw well I hope you find them soon, I care about you all so much and you deserve the world.”

Sirius was still groaning into his hands.

“She’s so fucking oblivious.”

Remus chuckled.

“Quite.”

Quite what? Confused definitely.

“I don’t understand.”

The room’s silence was overwhelming, until James took a deep breath and all eyes were drawn to him.

“Sirius and Remus obviously like each other and I’m not going to deny my attraction to either of them.”

“Then why don’t you-”

“It doesn’t feel complete. See we already found that someone, it’s you Y/N.”

“Really? You guys want me that way?”

James shrugged meekly.

“If you’ll have us.”

“I’ve always felt that way about you. I just never wanted to risk our friendship, but if you feel the same then I’d love to.”

Sirius’s head popped out.

“Right now?”

“Ha ha, no we don’t have to right now.”

“Well what are we waiting for, to get to know each other. I know James too well actually.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to probably the most level headed one, but Remus was giving you puppy eyes. You were so drawn to him you walked across the room and cupped his face with your right hand.

“What’s wrong honey?”

“Waited so long already, love. Don’t wanna wait any longer.”

“Jamie, do you want this too?”

“Yes please.”

“Such good manners baby, so I have everyone’s consent then?”

“Very much so.”

“Enthusiastic consent.”

“If you don’t do something I’m going to combust.”

You smirked at Sirius’s comment.

“You don’t get to combust until I say you do, understand?”

“Ooo scary.”

“So be it.”

You took hold of Remus’s hands and placed them on your hips.

“I know you’ll be a good boy for me Remus, won’t you?”

He swallowed thickly and nodded.

“I’ll be good for you Y/N.”

“I know you will Jamie. It’s Siri I’m worried about. Why don’t we show him what he’s missing out on? Lie back against the pillows for me, both of you.”

“What about me?”

“You can watch for now, learn how to follow their example.”

He huffed.

“Suit yourself.”

You knew your usual roles in the bedroom, so you were trying your best not to be too stern. But still, you needed to teach Sirius his place.

You lifted up the bottom of James' shirt and kissed his hip bone delicately. He got more and more ansty as you drifted your direction to the middle and down, and down, and down.

You very happily undid his belt and pulled off his pants. The state of his arousal was much more noticeable now.

“Can I suck your cock Jamie? Would you like that?”

“Yes please.”

“Good boy, Remmy can you spit on my hand please?”

You held your palm up to his mouth expectantly, but he seemed hesitant.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed sweetie, never for doing what I ask.”

He nodded and did what he was told and immediately you felt your clit throb. Having control over these three boys was certainly a power trip. Knowing you were the first person to make James tremble like this as you engulfed his cock expertly was definitely a turn on. As you bobbed up and down on James’ impressive cock, you rubbed the bulge in Remus’s trousers. The whines the two boys were making was truly music to your ears. You lifted with a pop.

“Alright Siri, are you ready to be good now?”

“Yes ma’am”

“Did you like what you were seeing?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Do you wanna try and make Remmy feel good?”

“I’ve never sucked-”

“I know, but I’m here to help you baby.”

You’ve never seen Sirius so nervous, so quiet.

“What I’m gonna get you to do first is what you do when you jerk Remmy off, Okay? Just spit on his cock and move your hand up and down alright?”

Remus shuddered as he watched Sirius in his submissive state.

“Good job Siri, look how happy you’re making Remmy. Now you can start by sucking the head, like this.”

James whimpered, and soon Remus was making the same noises. You placed your palm on Remus’s stomach to keep him from bucking his hips. Much to James disappointment you pulled away from him again.

“Okay Sirius, don’t forget to breathe through your nose and make sure you keep your teeth tucked behind your lips, there we go that’s it. Hollow your cheeks now too. How does that feel Remus?”

“F-feels good.”

“Yeah? Sirius is being such a good boy now. Is Siri gonna make you cum?

“Y-yes.”

You grabbed hold of Sirius’s curly locks and pushed him down farther, making him gag and tear up. The vibrations making Remus cum instantly. You pulled Sirius off once Remus started squirming at the uncomfortable feeling of overstimulation.

“Did you swallow? Show Remmy.”

Remus groaned when he saw Sirius stick out his tongue, and you did too.

“Y/N”

James' voice was raspy.

“Yes baby?”

“Wanna make you feel good, wanna fuck you.”

“Want me to Ride you Jamie?”

“Please.”

“Okay, but since this is your first time you might not last that long alright?”

“That’s okay, Sirius can take over after me.”

“Alright well you lie back and I’ll take care of you. Sirius, you wait like a good boy and I’ll help you out in a second. If you want you can get Remus to suck you off while you wait. Teach him like I taught you.”

You were suddenly aware of how you were still wearing all of your clothes so you hopped off the bed to quickly strip them off and you found yourself smirking at the expression of pure need and desire on James’ face.

You straddled his waist and pressed a kiss to his cheek before aligning his cock with your entrance. Inch by inch you and down on him as he clutched the sheets below him.

“This alright Jamie?”

“Yeah, you?”

“Perfect, can I move now?”

“Yes please.”

You raised your hips up, but before you could bring them back down James snapped his hips up to yours.

“James, fuck.”

But he didn’t seem to care, with one hand resting on your hip and one fondling your breast he kept his steady rhythm that was taking your breath away. Sirius and Remus were no longer enjoying their own pleasure, but enjoying the sight of yours. You reached down to rub your clit, but Sirius pulled your hand away and replaced it with his own.

“Like this Y/N?”

“Just like that baby, doing so good for me.”

Remus squeezed in between James and Sirius to suck on the tit that James wasn’t occupying.

“Boys- I’m gonna cum fuck-”

It’s funny how in public James could be such a little shit, but now all you saw was this wide eyed trembling figure that you got to take care of and fuck it sure was enticing especially when he said things like this.

“Please cum, wanna make you feel good Mommy please please please.”

“Fuck-”

As soon as you clenched around him as you hit your high James was spurting white hot cum into the depths of your pussy. Thank god for wizard contraceptives.

You didn’t really get to bask in the moment however, since Sirius was pulling you from James out of his own desperation. He had you lying on your back.

“I need you”

“I know I’ve kept you waiting for quite some time, go ahead love.”

Not that Sirius was significantly smaller than James, but he had an easier time going inside after you had come already. Your legs found their home wrapped around his waist as soon as he found his pace.

“Y/N, I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

“That’s okay love, this is about you. Be a good boy for me and cum whenever you need.”

“It’s kinda embarrassing though.”

You cupped his cheeks and pulled his lips to meet yours.

“No need to be embarrassed- Doing such a good job Siri your cock feels so good inside of me.”

He falls down to hold his weight on his forearms, moving even faster than before.

“M’close Y/N”

“Go on and cum baby, feels so good.”

He whimpered into your neck and you soothed him by stroking his hair. Eventually he did roll off from you, unfortunately.

“You guys never told me you were subs.”

“When I’m with Remus I’m a dom.”

“Makes sense, I’d quite like to see that actually.”

Remus cleared his throat.

“Does that mean we get to do this again cause I never actually got to-”

“Of course Remmy, it just kind of makes sense doesn’t it.”

Sirius chuckled.

“Yeah, I mean it didn’t take long for James to be calling you Mommy.”

“It’s kinda sweet though, has Remus ever called you Daddy?”

“Not yet, but I feel like we’re on the brink of something big here.”

Now Remus and James were looking at each other like maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

You personally did not have any complaints; Sirius however would probably have some when you reminded him he couldn’t dom you though.

He’d have to learn the hard way.

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