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smuttysabina · 11 months

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Poki Pops your Cherry

(Pokimane x Male Reader, 2000 words) Tags: First time sex, blindfolded sex, blowjob, creampie, extremely thick asses, wide breedable hips.

Poki welcomes you into her room with a knowing smile, her soft hands confidently pulling you towards the bed. Your heart hammers in your chest, you cannot believe that this is really happening, that Pokimane is actually going to take your virginity... Noticing your nervousness, she soothes you, everyone is jittery when they first meet up, even her! She gently guides you onto the edge of the mattress, still holding you hands is she earnestly squeezes them, "Just relax okay? This will be fun I promise, but you've got to chill a little bit. That's it, deep breaths, in and out, in and out... there you go. Now its nice to meet you, as you know my name is Pokimane, and yeah, we're going to be having sex! Its always awkward during this first part, but it will get better I promise. Okay so tell me about yourself... oh- oh! Wait this is going to be your first time? Oooooh I'm so excited! I love teaching guys how to fuck, this is going to be so fuuuuun. First things first, strip for me, I gotta see what I'm working with!"

With Poki urging you on, you shyly strip off your clothes while she watches approvingly from the bed, her legs crossed elegantly. She nods in satisfaction, as she takes in the whole picture, she's glad you're decently cute. She doesn't really mind looks that much, but she does place a premium on being clean and well trimmed; so good job, you wont have to use her shower before proceeding. In one fluid motion, Poki is off the bed and hugging you tight, even through her dress you can feel her warmth. She leans up to give you the faintest of kisses, before producing a long scarlet clothe. She instructs you to memorize her face, because for this next bit you're going to be blindfolded. You see, Poki has this problem where guys just get so excited seeing her naked that they simply ejaculate prematurely; often without her even touching them. So she wants to make sure you can last long enough to enjoy your first time properly; and she has so much to teach you as well... So your last sight before everything goes red is Poki's face, comfortingly smiling as she wraps the cloth around your eyes. Taking you by the hand once more, she pulls you forward to the bed, laying you down against some pillows. You hear Poki stripping, the rasp of silk as it slithers to the ground, the soft clatter as she kicks her shoes off, the creak of the bed as she clambers onto it, and she begins to explain how this is going to happen,

"So here's what we're going to do, before we can fuck, I'm going to have to teach you how to fuck. Give me your hands- And to do that, I need to teach you how to please a woman, there is so much more to it than just sticking it in. Okay story time, the first few times I've done this, guys would just have me bend over, they'd stick it in, and then just cum. It was so, unsatisfying, both for me and the guy! Like congrats dude, you just had your 10 seconds of pleasure, now do you want to like just chat or something? It was so bad... so now instead, I set the pace, and I make sure that you guys know how to be with a girl. So I'm tying your hands up, because I want you to learn about my body, and not just go crazy and start squeezing everything alright? So the first thing to remember, is touch..."

Poki presses her nude body onto yours, and your bare flesh squishes together, as she slides against you. You feel two pillows of softness settle onto your chest, molding with your skin, sticking slightly as she settles in. And she stays like that for a little while, attuning her breathing your own, idly caressing for a time before subsiding; allowing you to grow comfortable with your novel situation. Poki's hot breath caresses your neck as she slowly approaches your ear, you shudder as she murmurs in it, "Next, you gotta know how to kiss properly, girls love to get kissed... And guys too..." With that Poki's gently plants kisses along your neck and up your cheek until her soft lips find your own. She keeps them tightly pursed, making sure that you fully appreciate the feeling of her lips before bring your tongues into the equation. So when she does deepen the kisses, your tongue eagerly seeks out the warmth of her mouth; you both tilting your heads to enjoy it. Poki sucks upon your tongue, gently applying suction to it as you moan into her mouth. She guides your tongue in how to wrestle properly, deliberately forcing you to take your time and enjoy yourself.

When Poki is satisfied, you are both panting slightly, and you can tell from the lascivious way that she drags her breasts up towards your face that you're doing well. She playfully nuzzles your face between her breasts, the squishy flesh sticking your cheeks as their warmth suffuses you. Then, with an unseen smile, she tells you to open your mouth, and you readily comply. Something soft and rough, mounted upon the oily flesh you are fast growing accustomed to, enters your mouth; and you enthusiastically slurp upon it. Poki lets out a squawk, whacking your head in disapproval, "Hey! You have to be gentle with them, nipples are super sensitive okay? Now start on outside and work your way in... uh huh that's it, spiral in slowly... you have to tease it to make it really pop, then you can give it that 'good sucky sucky' lol" Poki sighs as her nipple hardens and grows larger in your mouth, allowing you to play with it to your heart's content. Only then does she let her now swollen nipple to pop out of your mouth, before quickly feeding you the other one. All the while, her hand occasionally finds its way down to your crotch, idly tracing along your shaft to make sure it hasn't prematurely spent itself.

Abruptly, Poki detaches you from her now flushed nipple, tenderly ending your suckling session; your mouth has more important things to do... You feel her stand up, shifting her weight to either side of you as she holds your head steady. You smell something unfamiliar, salty and sharp, that makes your blood pound through your veins, your neurons firing with thrilled anticipation. Your body knows what is coming, even if you do not. Poki purrs down from above you, "You had better be careful with this, okay? Now take your time, and just feeeeel it out, I'll tell you what to do when you're ready..." With that, something warm and fishy is pressed against your lips, and at her urging you taste her. Her pussy is a soft slit, crowned with hooded nub, and beneath... a wet hole awaits. Your tongue explores every inch of it, spreading her lips, wriggling your tongue into her sex, licking at her clit. Poki endures your amateur attentions for some time, before teaching you how to please her in particular properly. She tells you exactly how she likes it, making you focus on her clit, doing circular motions with your tongue and sucking upon it gently. Eventually though, she removes your head from its place between her thick, sweaty thighs; strands of saliva still connecting you to her mound. Evidently you did a good enough job that she is moving on to her next.. task for you. And there is very little you haven't done yet...

"You did pretty good, but what's important is that I'm now wet enough for penetration. Oh... I can tell you're getting excited now! Hey, hey, just chill, sit back, and relax. Let me do all the work, I just want you to enjoy how it feels got it? I would let you watch but... yeah no I want you to cum in me for your first time, not all over my thighs." Poki crouches upon you, her breasts grazing your chest as her hand firmly holds your manhood upright. Your tip senses her warmth, straining upwards, mindlessly seeking to unload your seed. A soft breath kisses your ear, "Ready to get your cherry popped...?" You nod frantically, as Poki slowly sits on your dick. The first thing in is your head, engulfed in warmth, the tightness of her entrance noticeable just beneath it. Then she goes lower, languidly taking your entire length until your twitches can be felt in her belly. Poki's folds lightly massage your cock, far different from the hard clenching that masturbation bestows. Then she is moving, and your brain turns to mush. Poki's pussy slides up and down you, the sensation and hotness of being inside her is intoxicating; no wonder so many of your predecessors finished so quickly... The mere thought of the inevitable finale of your sex sends your balls surging upwards, throbbing with ecstasy. Poki adjusts the pace of her bouncing, accommodating your growing climax with deep, long movements. Just as you reach the edge of no return, your blindfold is suddenly removed; making you blink as your eyes drink in the wonderful sight before you. Poki beams in pride, her heavy breasts flush from your affection, her wide shapely hips, and between them... the faint implication of a bush leading down to the point of your joining; where your cock is buried inside of Pokimane.

With primal groan you empty yourself into Poki, thick ropes of your cum spewing into her, coating her pussy with your potent seed. Who rides out your climax with a smile, her thick thighs methodically pumping herself atop you until you are full drained. Poki slowly unmounts you, until you cock flops out onto your chest, glistening with your shared sexual fluids. A wet slick of semen soon follows it, splattering down onto your twitching shaft; evidence of the massive quantities you filled her with. With the faintest look of embarrassment, Poki scoots herself backwards to clean the mess of off your still sensitive cock; her attentions resulting in another round of piteous moans. When she is finished, she moves back up onto you, reaching behind you to free your hands at last. She cuddles against you, lazily inviting you to explore her body with your hands while she chatters in the afterglow of sex, "Mmmmm that was nice, wasn't it? Fuck, dude you came so much in me, it lasted so long I thought you were having a seizure or something! Hey! What did I tell you about handling a girl's body with care? That's right mister, be gentle... oh and like, don't be rough with my pussy, most girls are pretty tender after sex... Mhmm just savor the moment, this is the best part after all... cuddling together, enjoying each others' company, enjoying each other's bodies... Oh, woah you really must have saved up for this, you're getting hard again already? Gotta love it when their young... How about this time, I let you do all the work, okay?"

With that she seductively untangles herself from your embrace, crawling down the bed a bit, her butt now on full display. Her massive cheeks frame the hollow in which her entrance resides, supported by her majestically rounded thighs. Poki turns back to look it you with flirtatious amusement, she spreads one cheek wide, revealing her slick, swollen pussy for your pleasure. She leans downwards, arching her back with erotic intent, wordlessly urging you to make love to her once more. Poki knows how much guys love mounting her fat ass from behind, so what are you waiting for?

Get over there and fuck Pokimane until your balls are dry!

#otv smut #pokimane smut #poki smut #pokimane

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6rookie-writer0110 · 6 months

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Could you do a male reader x miyoung/kkatamina.

where Valkyrae and pokimane is ‘competing’ with eachother for y/n attention/affection.

Rae: hey y/n I need some help moving into the new house, Can you help me.

y/n: sure, I Can help

y/n, is helping moving, and they’re talking, when reader is shirtnes she sends a picture to pokimane.

poki: 1-0, expect my move soon.

when they’re finished moving into the new house, reader is laying on the couch.

miyoung: hey y/n

y/n: hey miyoung

miyoung: you staying for dinner?

y/n: if I may

miyoung: you may, come and rest your head.

reader then get comfortable on the couch and use miyoung thigh as a pillow

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poki then need some computer help.

y/n: whats the issue.

poki: dont know, Can you fix it

y/n: sure

then the doorbell ring, rae Enter the house.

rae: hey guys, I heard you needed help

poki: what are you doing here?

rae: all is fair in love and war.

y/n: hey Rae, Imane and <i were just going out for breakfast.

rae: I could eat.

they go out to eat.

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one day reader gets a text imane and rae would like to talk to him, when he enters he is greeted by the two of Them.

rae: you need to choose.

y/n: what?

poki: you need to choose between us, who do want to date

y/n: wait what

poki: me or her, the loser wont get mad

miyoung comes down from her room

miyoung: whats going on here?

y/n: im sorry rae

poki: yeeees

y/n: I choose miyoung

she just stares at him

y/n: its you, you’re the one I want

miyoung: oh y/n, I really want you too

poki and rae just stares at the floor.

y/n: sorry girls, but the right guy is out there for you

Alright, I will write it

#requested

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blossomingimagines · 3 years

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Happy Times

Pokimane x Reader

Word Count: 910

Summary:

Notes: I hope you like it!

Your body was humming with anticipation. Your heart pounding against your chest as you crept along the hallways. Your eyes take in the familiar sight of the various picture frames hanging along the walls. Various shots of the residents that reside within its walls. The laughter and cheer seemingly resonating from the frozen moments in time.

One figure caught your eye, however. The figure of the woman that had captured your heart so completely. Your gaze flickering across the mirth filled face. Her smile lit up her face with an almost youthful glow. The deep brown of her eyes merely reflecting the warmth she always seemed to exude.

Turning your head, your gaze levels with the closed door towards the end of the hall. A smile upturning your lips as you begin your journey once more. Even from here you could hear her voice. The light teasing undertones that never failed to make your heart skip a beat. You could even imagine the slight upturn to her lips as she spoke. Her amusement clearly showing itself across her face.

Tilting your head, you try to discern what she’s saying. As you didn’t want to interrupt her if she was doing something crucial. Your movements halting just outside her door, your hand laying gently against the handle, her voice floats out to you like a siren's call.

“I don’t know who the Imposter could be guys.” There’s a slight pause— her more than likely checking her chat. “Yeah, it could be Stinky but I feel like that would be too obvious.”

Shaking your head, you slowly twist the hand down and enter the room. Your eyes immediately soaking in the sight before you. A sight that you hadn’t seen in nearly two weeks. Her small figure was gently curled into her seat— her feet nearly tucked underneath her. A large hoodie nearly drowned her within its enclosure. Long, brown tresses falling across her shoulders. It was a sight that caused your breath to catch ever-so-slightly.

Even though what you wanted to see most was currently glued to the screen of her computer. The pinched quality to her brow showing you exactly how much she was concentrating. Shifting in place, your eyes scan for objects that could gain her attention. As you weren’t keen on showing yourself on her stream.

After a moment your eyes land on a small plushie that you had given her a few months ago. Without much thought you pick it up and gently lob it towards her. Watching as it made contact with hand— causing her to almost leap out of her chair.

But you got what you craved for. Her beautiful brown eyes staring at you with shock written across her features. Your own smile appears once more because of it. A smile that was soon mirrored by her. Time seems to slow as she rushes out of her chair and towards you. Her petite body slamming into your own with more ferocity than you expected. Slim arms wrapping around you in a tight hold.

Chuckling, you nuzzle into her with a content sigh. “I’m sorry if I interrupted your stream.”

A breezy laugh falls from her lips. Her head pulled away from you just enough so she could look into your eyes. “You can interrupt however many streams you want if it means that I get to be in your arms.” She beams up at you. “I’ve missed you, baby.”

“I’ve missed you too, Imane.”

Smiling, she burrows back into you. Her hands clutching you impossibly closer to her. So much so that you almost missed the whispered words against your shirt. “Don’t ever leave me for that long again.”

You tighten your hold around her. “I’ll try not to.” You meet her sparkling gaze with your own. Welcome her lips like an old friend. Quickly getting reacquainted with her.

The soft, almost indecipherable, calling of her name causes you to detach from her. Much to her chagrin— if the frustrated whine she gave off was any indicator. Frowning, you raise your gaze towards her desk. Or more specifically her headphones. Where yet another call of her name sounded.

“Poki?”

From the angle you were at you couldn’t quite see the entirety of her screen, but you could tell that a meeting had been called. Glancing at the woman in your arms, you smile.

“I think you’re being summoned, my love.” You try releasing your hold on her, but she stubbornly clung on. Causing a gentle laugh to fall from your lips. “Imane you have to let go. I’ll be in the living room when you’re finished.” You press a light kiss to her lips— pulling away before she could deepen it again. “I promise I’m not going anywhere.”

Another call of her name causes her to glance behind her with an annoyed expression plastered on her face. Holding up a finger, she beckons you to wait as she goes back to her desk. A smile plastered across her face.

“I’m sorry guys, but it looks like I have to end this stream early.” Her eyes slyly shift towards you. “There are some pressing matters I have to attend to.”

With that she ends her stream and, after a few apologizes, disconnects from Among Us. Her gaze returning to yours in a heated exchange.

An almost saccharine smile playing across her lips. “Now,” she purrs as she makes her way towards you. “Where were we?”

#pokimane x reader #pokimane #reader insert #youtubers x reader #youtubers #streamers x reader #happy times

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oxangejuice · 2 years

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♯ . pokimane masterlist

·.·• series

none yet

·.·• imagines

none yet

#pokimane #offline tv #offline tv and friends #pokimane imagines #poki #pokimane x reader #pokimane imagine

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faded-euphoria · 2 years

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Being friends with streamers/youtubers head canons to help you day dream

Traveling with the Cricket Crew around the US

Being in Tommy's Minecraft Talent Show

Competing with Wilbur in Ace Race in MCC and singing Hamilton parodies

Helping Foolish with his builds

Playing Phasmophobia with Billzo

Being on Chuckle Sandwich

Getting interviewed by Anthony Padilla

Doing a YLYL with Smosh

Helping with an Unus Annus video

Remaking "That Funny Feeling" by Bo Burnham

Making friends with amazing people

Helping thousands of people have a better day

Seeing people wear your merch

Being a hunter is one of Dream's speed runs

Playing Among Us with Pokimane and Corpse

Getting a 5 star on Genshin that Sykkuno doesn't have

Introducing/ playing your favorite game with your favorite streamers

Calling Philzaminecraft your dad

Visiting LoveJoy while they practice

Having Ranboo comfort you while you cry over something

Making one of those disgusting tacos on that one Quackity stream

Playing Jackbox with everyone

Calling Markiplier old💀

#streamers #Ranboo #Tubbo #Dream #Dsmp #pokimane #corpse #markiplier #dsmp headcanon #jacksepticeye #smosh #crumb #mcyt #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #jschlatt #charlie slimecicle #quackity #foolish gamers

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packetofsuga · 3 years

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Kiss of Death - Corpse Fic

Prompt: “He’s a bad kisser”

Backstory: Y/N is a streamer and secretly dating Corpse, not even their friends know. Other than Dave, of course. They’re playing proximity chat among us with Valkyrae, Toast, Sykkuno, Pewdiepie, JackSepticeye, Pokimane, Ludwig, and Dave (boyinaband).

Genre: Fluff + humor

Content warning: Light swearing

Word Count: 1631

A/N: Okay. First of all, writing an author’s note really threw me back to my Wattpad days but, anyway. I just wanna say feel free to send little prompt requests in my ask box for fics. I won’t write smut, I know I have for kpop artists in the past and I may write smut again in the future but for now, it’s a hard no for all fics. I will write mainly for Corpse Husband, Valkyrae, BTS, and Dream Catcher. Possibly other YouTubers or kpop groups just ask and I’ll let you know! I also will write for some book fandoms, I can’t list all of them so again just ask, please. I’ll get to requests whenever I can so please be patient while waiting.

Until then please enjoy the random prompts I’ve found that I thought would be cute :)

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction

You were playing among us with your friends and your boyfriend, as usual. The only difference was you were using the proximity chat mod which you had never done before. Because you guys were using that mod every time Corpse got imposter he was doing his “kiss of death” thing.

As you loaded into the game you saw the word crewmate pop up on your screen. Everyone started joking about being a crewmate or imposter and you chuckled to yourself. “I am just a crewmate doing crewmate things. I am doing keys, because I am just a crewmate.” You stated while walking over to the keys task, knowing that you don’t even have keys this round.

“Y/N’s faking keyyysss.” Poki called.

“She’s just reminding everyone to fake keys, guys, everyone fake keys right now,” Sean said, moving his character on top of yours in front of keys. The was a chorus of agreements as almost everyone did the same. Once that was done you split off from the group.

“Guys… I think it’s Poki, she didn’t fake keys.” You said to your chat, laughing to yourself. You went around doing your tasks. You came across Sykkuno in O2, “Hey Sykkuno, whatcha doing?”

He paused in the doorway of the tree room, “Oh! hi Y/N. I’m uh just doing my tasks.”

You cleared the trash shoot, “Oh yeah? Just a crewmate doing crewmate things?”

Sykkuno giggled, “Uh, yep. Just doing crewmate things. Hey, you- you wanna stand on this vent with me?”

You hesitated, knowing there’s absolutely no way for you to figure out if Sykkuno is just being himself or is actually the imposter, “I- You know what yes I would love to Sykkuno.” You walked into the tree room.

“Oh- really? That… Was very enthusiastic.” The two of you walked onto the vent by the tree, stacking on top of each other, “You’re not the imposter, right? You’re not gonna kill me.

“Oh, of course not, Sykkuno. I mean, you know, maybe.” You love making yourself look extra suspicious to him because that’s how he plays, “Here. I’ll click the spot where the kill button is and we’ll see what happens, okay?”

“Oh, Jesus-” He gasped.

You clicked the spot on the screen, “Hear me clicking?” You both laughed.

“Uh yeah I do, that means it can’t be you huh?” He said, “Here I’ll do it too.”

You yelped a little as the body reported screen came up, scaring you.

“I thought I just fucking died.” You said, trying to calm your breathing.

“Honestly, me too.” Sykkuno said, “There’s so many people dead.”

Poki reported the body and the screen showed that Toast, Sean, and Dave were dead, “So Rae and I just walked up on Toast’s body. And I don’t think it’s Rae, I’ve been with her for a good chunk of this round.”

“Soo it could be both of you.” You pointed out.

“Why are you susing me right now??” Poki exclaimed.

“You didn’t fake keys!” You yelled.

“She’s right!” Pewds yelled, remembering that from the beginning of the round, “What the fuck, Poki?”

Corpse laughed, “That’s a little sus Imane.”

Poki laughed, “I can’t believe I’m getting sussed cause I didn’t fake a task.”

“Anyways, I think it’s Rae and Poki. It definitely couldn’t have been Sykkuno, we were chilling on a vent.” You stated. Corpse hummed to himself.

Sykkuno vouched for you, “Yep that’s true. And we did a foolproof test so it’s not either of us.”

“What was the test?” Lud asked

“Well, we both clicked the kill button and neither of us are dead, so.” Sykkuno pointed out.

“You clicked the kill button?” Rae asked, “Wait, so you’re both imposters? You clearly can’t kill each other if you’re imposters.”

You sighed, “I don’t know why Sykkuno had to say it like that but we clicked where the kill button should’ve been and nothing happened. So it’s not us.”

“So there’s two pairs.” Corpse mused to himself.

Pewds brought his mic really close to his mouth, “Get ‘em out of here.”

You yelled over him, “Hold on hold on, it’s seven we can’t vote on seven. Kind of sus that you’re pushing to vote on seven.”

“I’m not sus you’re sus.” He declared.

“Let’s skip, I’m gonna stay with Sykkuno and protect him.” Lud announced as the ‘I voted’ sticker popped up next to his name. Everyone started voting to skip.

“If Ludwig dies it’s Sykkuno.” Pewds concluded as the timer ran out.

“What???” Sykkuno wailed. You quickly ran to go to Lab on your own, afraid of Rae and Poki.

Rae walked behind you into Lab, “ Ahhh- Hi please don’t kill me.”

“No no no I would never,” Rae said, making her voice sound sarcastic on purpose as you guys walked into decontamination. You started to scream dramatically.

“Heeeeeeelp. Heeeeellppp! She’s gonna kill me.” You pushed your character into the door to specimen, desperately waiting for it to open. Once it finally did you rushed down into specimen and she ran after you. You ran around specimen with her chasing after you.

“Stop running. Y/N. Y/N! Hey- Stop running!” She yelled after you.

“Nooooo.” Corpse walked into specimen from the bottom and stood off to the side watching the two of you, “Coooorpse, protect me.” You yelled. He moved his character between you and Rae.

“Yeah, uh, of course. I’ll protect you don’t worry.” He said. Rae stopped in front of him.

“I said I wasn’t gonna kill you Y/N.” She insisted.

You fake cried a little, “You didn’t say you couldn’t kill me though! Corpse, please. Wait-” You realized Corpse could 100% be the imposter right now, “Corpse… It’s not you is it?”

“No no, I’m gonna protect you.” He promised.

“....Does that mean it’s you but you’re gonna kill Rae to protect me?” You asked. They both laughed and Rae backed away from Corpse.

“She knows too much Corpse, she knows too much!” Rae yelled. You started to scream for help again and run around.

“Hey hey hey, relax.” Corpse said, following you. You ran towards bottom decontamination, getting stuck at the door again, “Don’t worry. Y/N, shhh. It’s okay, just-” He made a smooching noise and the kill animation popped up on your screen.

You let out a shriek. “I can’t believe- Well, hi chat.” You giggled and started reading the chat again, “‘You got a kiss from Corpse, how do you feel?’ He’s a really bad kisser, guys. I mean it, did you see that? He kissed me and then STABBED me. An awful kisser.” You shook your head. A body was reported and the meeting screen popped up. They discussed yours and Poki’s death Corpse and Rae vouching for each other and Lud and Sykkuno vouching for each other, leaving Pewds the only one without an alibi and got him voted out. The defeat scream popped up showing Rae and Corpse as the imposters.

Corpse POV

Before joining the lobby again he decided to read chat for a second and talk to his fans. “I’m sorry I can’t really look at chat that much while we’re doing this mod it’s just hard cause everyone can hear you, you know.” He read through the recent super-chats, thanking people as he went. He quickly scanned the rest of the chat. People were spamming that Y/N had called him a bad kisser, “Wait- she- Y/N said what??” He joined the lobby, “Y/N what the fuck?”

“What’d I do??” Y/N questioned.

“Did you really tell your chat I’m a bad kisser? Why are you lyyyying?”

“I-” The whole group started gasping and talking over each other, “I meant in the game! You- everyone shut up oh my god please-”

“Okay okay okay, let her talk guys. Try and talk your way out of this Y/N.” Corpse chuckled.

“Okay, before I get myself into a scandal. In-game, before you killed me, you gave me a little kiss. Then my chat was like how do you feel and I was like you know what, that was an awful kiss I died from it.”

“Ohhh, that makes sense.” Corpse said.

“Wait!” Rae interrupted, “What else would she have to go off of other than in-game?…” There was a long silence.

Corpse was the one to break the silence. “You know what, gamer bladder. Bathroom break.” Everyone laughed and reluctantly agreed.

Y/N POV

You tried to stay calm and talk to your chat about any other topic but your chat was going insane speculating about you and Corpse.

Corpse came into the room and you quickly held up one finger off-camera to tell him to wait a second.

“Uh, hold on just a second guys.” You muted your headphones and took them off. You started to work on turning your webcam off but he reached over and grabbed the arm of your chair, rolling it towards him.

You squealed, “Corpse! What are you doing?”

“I’m a bad kisser, huh? I’m a bad kisser?” He started peppering your face with kisses. You giggled. He planted his hands on the armrests of your chair, practically trapping you in place. He raised an eyebrow at you, a smirk plastered on his lips, “Hmm?”

You cupped his face and kissed him. He started to pull you closer to him but you pulled back, “No, you’re not a bad kisser, baby. You’re the best kisser.” He kissed you again and then went back to his filming room. You slid your chair back to your computer, pretending as if nothing happened. You put your headphones back on and scanned the chat. There were a couple of people being like we saw that hand but you ignored it and continued playing.

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wol-fica · 1 year

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-𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖-

parings - imaneanys x fem!reader

summary - you come home from a long over-seas trip to finally reunite with your girlfriend.

warnings - fluff! and a cat!

an - decided to redo one of my old fics, hope everyone enjoys!

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A shaky breath left your lips as you stood at the white apartment door with a custom wooden welcome sign on it. You had just arrived home from a long business trip abroad, but you didn’t think it would be hard to enter your shared space with your girlfriend.

You gripped the handle of your suitcase while holding your key card up to the secure door. One of the many things about living with someone who has such a large name, the security measures of your living space is very high.

You sighed, rolling your tense shoulders, before swiping your card to unlock the door. Pushing it open, your dragged your luggage inside, kicking the door closed behind you. You inhaled the familiar scent of home, consisting of lavender and white chocolate.

As you moved further inside your apartment, the realization of finally being home slowly came to. Your tired eyes glazed over the comfy living space, your lips twitching seeing the slightly golden glow of the summer sun.

You found yourself dragging your feet to your bedroom, the noise of a very intense valorant game could be faintly heard from the streaming room down the hall. You let out a yawn, setting your bag neatly on the foot of the bed so you could unpack your clothes with ease.

As you unpacked, your new kitten Beau curled up next to your suitcase, watching you with his blue eyes. You smiled meekly and reached over to pet him, your fingers gently scratching behind his ears.

“I missed you too, bud.” You said as he purred deeply.

Eventually, you finished your unpacking and put your bags away in the large walk-in closet that you shared with your infamous girlfriend. You looked on her side of the closet, squinting slightly at the section devoted to her fluffy sweaters.

One stood out to you, a large grey, white, and blue long sleeve with the word POKI written on the front. It was her merchandise, ironically your favorite of her clothes, and you always found yourself ‘borrowing’ it from her. Like right now, you had pulled the article over your head, relishing the soft fabric rubbing your skin.

You eventually left the closet, walking back through the bedroom and into the hallway. A voice could be heard, along with laughter that made you light headed. Your hands gripped the neck of the sweatshirt as you brought it up to your face, smelling the calming aroma of your significant other.

You glanced at the photos on the wall as you made your way towards the streaming room. The moments frozen in time showed you with your friends, and her with her friend. The youthful smile on her face seemed to glow and radiate happiness out of the picture.

Your legs brought you to the door, but you paused before entering. You could hear your girlfriend yelling in frustration as her game commenced, probably annoyed with a stream sniper spawn killing her.

“Why can’t we just be left alone?!” She whined before laughing in a playful way.

A faint response could be heard, probably from her other teammates on a discord call. You closed your eyes, quickly basking in the sound of her voice, before quietly opening her door to reveal a sight you could never get tired of.

There, curled up gently in her chair, was Imane. She was dressed in black leggings and a pink lilypichu hoodie with the words “stay comfy” written in black on the front. Her feet were tucked under her legs, the flufffy grey socks she wore peaking out.

You watched in awe as she laughed and cursed out the screen as she died again, her frustration clear. Her voice was blurred out as your eyes shamelessly scanned her face, lingering on the specifics.

You could mesmerize her easily, like with how the way her nose scrunches up when she giggles, or how her cheeks were a rosy color from all the yelling she is doing. Her honey brown eyes glowed with warmth while she talked to her chat, commenting on how they gave her tips.

You cleared your throat, hoping to get her attention without having to go in the cameras view or hearing, but you were unsuccessful. Glancing around, you couldn’t seem to find a solution to catch her eye, so you opted for plan B, you would have to interrupt.

You waited patiently, watching her close out the game to just chill with her fans for the next half-hour. She talked for a bit, then paused to drink some water.

‘This is my chance’ you thought.

You slid forward, silently making your way over to greet her. As soon as she st her bottle down, you made your move. Reaching out to turn her chair, which made her squeak in fear, you quickly fell into her lap and buried your face into her neck.

For a moment, the world was still; your arms wrapped around her neck as you finally felt at peace. You were home, and you had her back.

“Oh my god Y/n.” Imane gasped, immediately pulling you closer to her.

You sighed in contentment, your y/c eyes trailing over the joyous chat messages. Everyone was either shocked or excited to see you, the screen being spammed with ‘omg Y/n’ or ‘wait what she’s back’ and even ‘lmfao poki squealed’

“God i missed you.” You mumbled, pressing a kiss to her exposed shoulder.

“Me too! You are never leaving me for that long ever again.” She declared, tightly wounding her arms around your waist.

You giggled at her statement but nodded feverishly in agreement, shivering in her embrace. Imane kissed your cheek, nuzzling her face against yours in an attempt to make you warmer. You started to get comfortable until you heard the sound of a subscription ping, which made you jump.

“Oof sorry love, i forgot about the stream.” Imane whispered into your hair, holding you tightly.

She reached over to her mouse, saying a quick goodbye and a wave, before ending the stream. She stood up, gently setting you on your feet whilst taking your hand. The two of you made your way to the living room, where you ended up curling up on the couch while watching some cop show.

You felt content, especially while the summer sun glowed on your happy life.

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whadd-up-babie · 3 years

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✨🥺🥰 Sykkunos Sister 🥰🥺✨

Part One

Author's Note: Fuck time lines. I don't care if time lines don't add up. I mean on any other occasion I would care but right now at this exact moment in time, I couldn't fucking care less.

Word-count: 4k

Warnings: idk

~~~

You walked into your new apartment, your two roommates and life long friends by your side.

You smiled and turned to the two, “You see this ladies?” You said with a satisfied smirk on your face, “All of our hard work finally paid off.”

“I can’t believe we’re actually here.” Addie said with stars in her eyes. “A couple of years late maybe, but still here in L.A”

You chuckled “I can't believe we wanted to move here as soon as we got out of highschool.”

“Yeah imagine how horrible that could've gone?” Your other friend Selena spoke up.

You visibly shuddered at the thought of how bad that could've been. You felt a buzz in your back pocket and looked down at your jeans.

“Me and Selena are gonna check out this place before we start bringing the boxes in.” Addie told you as her and Selena walked off.

You nodded your head as you pulled out your phone from your jeans. It was a text message from one of your brothers' roommates.

Toast Are you in L.A yet?

You Yeah, I just walked into my new apartment

You quickly typed out and hit send. You’ve been in contact with your brothers’ friends for a while now. You haven’t seen Thomas, or Sykkuno, in years and you wanted to surprise him during one of his streams.

He was streaming Proximity Chat Among Us with; Toast, Lily, Poki, Rae, Ludwig, Dream, Brooke, Jacksepticeye and Corpse. You were a fan of all of them.

You lived a couple blocks away from your brother and his friends which was very convenient for you, considering as the younger of the both of you it is your duty to be the most annoying human being possible. So random pop ups at his home would be much much easier.

Toast I told the lobby that I ordered delivery so they expect an interruption

You Ooooh big brain moment

Toast But I did actually order pizza, it’s pick-up so can you do me a favor and pick it up on your way

You I revoke my “big brain moment”

Toast sent you the address for the pizza parlor and the OfflineTV house.

“I’m gonna go surprise Thomas.” You called out into your apartment, “I promise I'll be back to help unload the stuff.”

“You better, considering you're the strongest one here.” Selena responded.

You chuckled and walked out of the door and into the hallway that led to the exit of your new home.

Your apartment only had two floors, you were lucky enough to score the bottom floor. It was two bedrooms and two bathrooms. The three of you slept in the smaller guest room. You had bought two bunk beds from Ikea that you planned on placing in that room.

In the master room was where everything Important was. Selena wanted to be a streamer, so her gaming set-up was in that room. Selena wasn't one of those well known streamers but she had a following. Addie wanted to be a model, so the majority of her clothes were in the master bedroom closet, whilst you and Selena shared the smaller closest in your shared room.

You on the other hand wanted to make music. All of your instruments were in the master bedroom. You owned an electric keyboard, a guitar, a bass guitar, a cello, and you just started learning how to play the ukulele.

The room set up plan was simple. You had two desks on opposite sides of the room. Selena would get the wall with the window if she ever planned on using more natural light. Selena's desk would hold her gaming set-up, she currently had two monitors, but she's saving up to buy a third.

Your desk had the latest IMac, it was a moving away gift from your family, everyone pitched in. You had an inexpensive but high quality microphone to record vocals.

In between the two desks you had a futon and coffee table gifted to you guys by Addie's grandma. Noise cancellation foam pads would coat the walls.

But you haven’t done any of that stuff yet considering everything was still in the U-Haul truck.

You walked out of the apartment whilst typing the address to your brothers home in your Waze app, you added the pizza parlor in as a stop.

You got into your SUV and started the car. You connected your phone to the bluetooth and shuffled one of your Spotify playlist.

White Tee by CORPSE began to blast through your speakers. You bopped to the rhythm and began to lip sync the lyrics.

~~~

It took you 30 minutes to collect the pizza and drive to your brothers house. You stood outside the door with the pizza balanced in your hand as you attempted to ring the doorbell.

You texted Toast beforehand so you hoped he was prepared and wouldn’t make you wait outside. You didn’t like being outside, it meant that people could see you. And you didn’t like that.

You stood outside for a couple of seconds before Toast finally opened the door.

“Finally!” You exclaimed as you pushed past him to enter his home.

“Welcome.” He said sarcastically.

“Where’s my brother's room!?” You asked excitedly.

Toast pointed you towards the direction of Sykkunos’ room and you went running.

You stood outside of his door all giddy and happy, apparently they were playing proximity chat among us. So if Sykkuno was next to anyone in- game they would surely hear you, as well as the rest of the offlinetv house.

You took a deep breath and shouldered the door open.

“I’VE GOT A PIZZA DELIVERY FOR THE BESTEST BIG BROTHER IN THE ENTIRETY OF THE WORLD!” You all but shouted, scaring him off of his chair.

He turned to look at you and his face of fear quickly morphed into one of pure happiness.

“I call him Thomas but apparently his stage name is Sykkuno. I wonder where he got that from.” You said, this time more calmly.

“Y/N!” Sykkuno said happily. He quickly got himself off the floor and tackled you in a hug.

“You know I would hug you back but like… I’m holding a pretty big pizza.” You told him. The smile on your face was so big it began to hurt your cheeks.

Sykkuno brought his hands to your shoulder and held you at arm's length. He looked you up and down.

“You’ve really grown.” He told you.

“Yeah.” You agreed, nodding your head, “You still look like a ten year old.” You said jokingly.

You laughed and he joined in. You placed the pizza down, and he led you towards his set up.

“We’re gonna need another chair.” He said looking around.

“No we don’t,” You said plopping down into his chair.

He gave you a weird look.

“I’m the guest.” You said waving your hand.

He didn’t say anything, he just looked you dead in the eyes. Right into your soul.

You felt a shiver run down your spine.

“I don’t like it when you do that.” You said as you stood from his chair.

“I only ever do it to you.” He said as he walked by you to reclaim his chair.

“That’s why I don’t like it.” You grumbled.

A couple of minutes later you got your own chair, they were even nice enough to give you a water bottle. You sat next to Sykkuno with one of his earbuds in your ear so you could hear what was happening in his game.

So far you’ve run into Rae, Poki, Toast and Lily and you told all of them about your relation to Sykkuno though Toast and Lily already knew.

Sykkuno passed by Jack and you were about to scream in the mic, but someone reported a body.

“Well now I’m disappointed.” You mumbled to yourself.

“The body was i-“

“What! Toast is dead!” You said shocked, “We were just with him.”

There was a moment of silence within the game.

“Who’s that?” Jack asked.

“Yeah,” The other players muttered in agreement.

“That’s my sister, Y/N.” Sykkuno said.

A gasp could be heard from almost everyone

“Sister!” Ludwig shouted over the gasps, “Sykkuno you didn’t tell me you had a sister. I thought we were best friends.”

“I’m not really his sister.” You told them.

“Yeah she’s my foster sister.” Sykkuno explained.

“When I was younger Sykkunos' family was my foster family, until I was adopted by a lovely couple in Chicago.” You said.

“We haven’t seen each other since her adoption.” Sykkuno continued.

“And that was. What? 10-ish years ago?” You finished turning to Sykkuno.

“Yeah around that time.” He answered.

You brought your water bottle up to your lips and began to drink.

“Well it’s great to meet you Y/N!” Brooke said excitingly.

A chorus of “nice to meet you” entered your ear, but a very distinct “what up baby” caused you to spit your water back into its bottle.

“What’s wrong?” Sykkuno asked as he looked towards you.

“That did something to my stomach.” Was all you said.

“The water?” Sykkuno questioned further.

You felt your face heat up.

“Yeah.” You said nodding your head. “It’s totally the water. It couldn’t possibly be for any other reason.” You said bring your hand up to hide your smirk with your knuckles.

You turned your head and saw the chat exploding with the word SIMP in all caps.

~~~

You were at Sykkunos house a couple of days after that incident. He was streaming Proximity Chat Among Us with the same lobby again. They were playing in Polus.

Corpse was telling the lobby about his day when you thought to yourself, “I wanna wake up to the sound of your voice.”

You scrunched up your eyebrows wondering why it got quiet all of a sudden before Sykkuno bursted into fits of laughter as well as the rest of the lobby.

It finally dawned on you that you said that out loud. Your eyes widened and your face began to heat up.

“That sounded so suggestive, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know I was speaking out loud.” You began to laugh with the rest of the group and Corpse joined in quickly after.

The game started and you were all calmed down.

“I still can’t believe I said that out loud.” You announced to the group. A few giggles left their mouths as well as your own.

“No but just imagine waking up at 7 am to Choke me like you hate me but you love me! Every single fucking day.” You said before bursting into laughter, the lobby joining in soon after.

Sykkuno was doing his tasks in O2 before he announced to his stream he had to use the bathroom.

“I’ll watch the game for you but I won’t play because… I don’t want to.” You told him as he muted his discord and got up from his chair.

“That’s fine.” He said and left the room.

You turned to his chat. They started bombarding you with questions.

“What’s your Instagram.” You read aloud.

“Oooh shameless plug, follow me on all of my socials @y/n, also subscribe to my YouTube channel “Y/N L/N” I make music…sometimes.” You answered.

“Do you simp for Corpse.” You read another.

You pursed your lips. “I’m not gonna answer that question, but I will confidently admit that I simp for Rae and Poki.” As you finished that statement, Corpses avatar walked into the room.

You reached over to Sykkunos Keyboard and un-muted his mic.

“Hey Corpse!” You chirped.

“Hey Y/N.” He replied. “Where’s Sykkuno?” He asked you.

“What, am I not good enough?” You asked with mock offense

He chuckled before speaking up. “No, I was just wondering.”

“He’s in the bathroom.” You answered. “I’m all by my little old self. Minus the stream of course.” You turned to smile at Sykkunos camera before focusing your attention on the game.

“Would you like some company?” He asked.

“I would love some company, thank you Corpse.”

He brought his Avatar to stand by Sykkunos.

“How’s your day?” He asked.

“Not very fun.” You answered thinking back to what happened this morning. “We were finishing building the second bunk bed, but I dropped one of the heavier parts on my foot, so that hurts.”

“Oh that sucks.” He stated.

“I know. How’s your day?” You asked him.

“Very uneventful, just writing some potential lyrics and stuff.” He said.

“Oh yeah you write your own music.” You responded. “How did I forget that.” You mumbled to yourself.

“What do you like to do for fun?” He questioned.

“Oh I make music, or do covers. Depends on how lazy I’m feeling.” You told him.

“You make music?” He asked. You could hear the shock in his voice.

You hummed in response. “Yeah I dabble in music production. I write a nice chunk of the music, but I have some other musical friends help me with other stuff. It’s not enough for me to be noticed by the big producers or record labels though.”

“You think you could show me some of your stuff?”

“Yeah!” You said excitedly. “Do you want me to send it through Discord, Insta or Twitter.” You said as you fished your phone out of your back pocket.

“Do discord.” He told you.

“Got it.” You pulled up your discord app as Sykkuno got back from the bathroom.

You already friended the lobby Sykkuno was playing in after your first meeting.

Sykkuno got back in his chair. “Alright I’m back.”

“I unmuted your mic by the way.” You told Sykkuno, your eyes glued to your phone. You had to send Corpse the perfect snippet. So far all your options were shit.

“Oh hey, Corpse!” Sykkuno said once he got situated.

“Hi Sykkuno.” Corpse replied, “I was just talking to Y/N, she’s great company.” He complimented you.

“I am good company,” You said looking up from your phone, “I wish my roommates thought that.” You muttered to yourself, apparently louder than you thought because Corpse began to chuckle.

You smirked slightly. The sound of Corpses’ laugh caused a blush to spread to your cheeks.

“Shouldn’t you two finish your tasks.” You coughed up, trying to hide your blush. “I mean you’ve wasted enough time already.”

“Does anyone ever do their tasks when they play proximity?” Sykkuno asked.

“Exactly.” Corpse agreed.

“I’m a very work oriented person so I probably would.” You told them. You finally found the perfect audio file to send Corpse.

“I hope he likes it.” You thought to yourself. You sent Corpse the file the same time a body was reported.

“I found Luds’ body in decontamination.” Rae said.

“Sykkuno and Corpse did nothing in o2 practically the whole round.” You told the lobby. The lobby has gotten used to you speaking up while they played.

“I was keeping a new friend company that's not exactly nothing.” Corpse said, trying to defend himself.

“It meant nothing to me.” You said, you were quiet for a few seconds before you spoke up again, “I’m sorry! That was mean! I didn’t mean it! Thank you for disregarding your tasks just to keep me company!”

The lobby broke out into laughter while you continued spewing out apologies.

~~~

The game ended quickly, turns out Poki and Rae were the imposters. You decided then to make your departure.

“I should probably head home.” You told the lobby, “The only food the girls know how to cook is pizza rolls, pizza bagels and ramen. And we promised each other we would start eating healthy.” You got up from your chair as the lobby was saying their goodbyes.

You exited Sykkunos room and walked towards the exit. You ran into Michael and Lily and said goodbye to them on your way out.

You reached your car and pulled out your phone, checking for notifications. You usually stay off your phone whenever you watch your brothers’ stream so you never know what's happening.

It turns out you had 10 missed calls from Selena, and over 100+ messages of her asking you to answer the phone.

You quickly got into your car and called your roommate.

The phone only rang twice before she answered.

“YOU'LL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT I JUST DID FOR YOU!” She screamed into the phone.

You brought your hand away from your ear and cringed at how loud she was being.

“That’s fun.” You muttered to yourself. You put your phone down in one of the cup holders and put it on speaker.

“What did you do exactly.” You asked aloud as you put your key into the ignition.

“So you remember that cute guy we ran into-” She began but you interrupted.

“NO!” You shouted. “I am not in the mood to go on dates. We are here in L.A to focus on our careers. I don’t have time for dating.”

Selena was quiet for a few moments before she spoke up.

“Okay, but if you meet him and start catching feelings but it's too late, just know it's not my fault.” She said before she hung up.

You sighed to yourself. You were not ready to go out on dates. Especially not after your last relationship.

You drove in silence for the majority of the way home until you got a discord notification on your phone. You waited until you reached a stop light to look at it. Apparently it was from Corpse.

CORPSE I loved the vocals I honestly wasn't expecting this type of music from you

You quickly typed out a reply while still paying attention to the road ahead of you.

You Thanks! I just thought you would like that type of sound so I decided to send that one

You hit send right as the lights turns green. You placed your phone back into the cupholder and began to drive. You got another discord notification, you assumed it was Corpse.

“He can wait 5 minutes.” You thought to yourself. Corpse may have peaked your interests but that doesn't mean you were willing to get into a car crash for him.

You quickly pulled into your apartment complex and ran into your home, phone in hand. You had gotten 3 discord notifications whilst you were driving. You quickly sat down on your couch in the living room and propped your feet onto the coffee table.

CORPSE I like how this is mixed and produced You have a great tone throughout the song Would you want to collab sometime?

You felt your heart leap into your throat.

“This couldn't possibly be happening.” You thought to yourself.

Corpse was very relevant in the music industry, he had told you during one of the Among Us games that many labels were reaching out to him. This collaboration with Corpse could make you a star!

You A collab with one of the most trending people in the world? Count me in!

CORPSE Great! we can meet up whenever you want to work out some lyrics

You smiled to yourself thinking of how many doors this could open for you. This could make or break your career.

“Holy shit.” You mumbled under your breath.

“Me and Corpse are making a song together!” You thought to yourself.

“What kind of Wattpad fanfic is this?” You said out loud as Selena and Addie came out of the Master Bedroom.

“Oooh what about Wattpad fanfics?” Selena asked, as she headed towards the kitchen.

“My life is a Wattpad fanfic.” You told her. You furrowed your eyebrows in thought, “Is this my existential crisis?”

“What?” Addie asked, very confused as she sat down on the arm of the sofa.

“What am I rambling about.” You turned to your roommates. “You’ll never believe what I just scored.” You told them excitedly.

“What?” Selena asked as she exited the kitchen a bag of chips in her hands.

“I’m going to do a collaboration with Mr. Corpse Husband himself.” You said proudly.

“No way!” Selena shouted, dropping her bag of chips on the floor. “You lucky bitch.” She said.

“You guys have only known one another for like 3 days.” Addie said.

“We’re making a song, not getting married.” You told her.

“Yet.” Selena said with a smirk.

“I’m going to bed.” You told them as you stood up from the couch.

“What!?” They said in unison.

“But it’s like 8 o'clock.” Addie finished.

“I know but I’m not in the mood to put up with the both of you.” You said as you left the living room.

“I only said one thing!” Selena complained.

“One too much.” You told her.

You walked down the hall and entered your shared room. You sat down at the foot of your bed and sighed.

“This is not at all what I expected when I told mom I was moving to Cali.” You threw yourself backwards.

“How are we gonna go about this?” You asked yourself. Were you and corpse gonna work together in person, were you gonna work over a discord call? You haven’t seen his face, you’re not sure if he’s seen yours yet. All these thoughts came and went inside your brain, it was starting to give you a headache.

You grabbed your pillow and brought it down on your face. You made a noise somewhere in between a groan and a whine when you heard you got another discord notification from your phone.

You reached around for your phone until you finally grabbed it and brought it up to your face. It was another message from Corpse.

CORPSE For making the song I was thinking maybe you could come over to my apartment because I remember how you once told the lobby that your roommates are very loud

YOU They are very loud And thank you for the invitation, I was just starting to wonder how we were gonna work together

CORPSE Here’s my address and number Wanna meet up on Sunday 3 o’clock?

“Sunday, Sunday, Sunday.” You thought to yourself, You’re pretty sure you don't have any plans that day. You typed out a quick reply before turning off your phone and going to sleep.

~~~

It was Sunday 12 o’clock you left your house with a nice hot cup of joe in your hands. Corpse lived 2 hours away so you wanted to leave early to hopefully grab some breakfast.

The night prior you placed your guitar in the back of your car, knowing you wouldn't remember to do it the morning of.

You got into your car and pulled out of your apartment complex. It was a long drive filled with random songs. You pulled into the first McDonalds you saw and ordered your usual.

When you were back on the road you had about 30 minutes before you would arrive at Corpse’s house. Which meant, using the power of mental math, you would get there 30 minutes early.

You grabbed your phone out of your bag keeping your eyes on the road. You opened up your contact list and scrolled through looking for Corpse. You found his name and gave him a call. You put your phone on speaker and put it into your cup holder. The phone rang about eight times before he answered.

“Hello.” He answered, his voice was deeper than usual.

“Did you just wake up?” You asked as you turned off the highway.

“Yeah, I got a good… 35 minutes.” He told you with a chuckle.

“Make yourself some breakfast. I should be there in about 30 minutes.” You told him with a smirk.

“Yes ma’am” He told you before he hung up.

“This is gonna be a long day.” You muttered to yourself.

~~~

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alyss01 · 3 years

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|[A jobs hazard]|

[Sykkuno x F! reader]

Genre: action / angst

Request:

hi there!! cat back with a possible plot??

comfy cartel this time but it's also with sykkuno (istg i love him so so much)

uh, reader is lilypichu's twin, except tall. tall women are amazing. so are short women. so are women. (is it obvious i'm a bisexual?) possibly seen as very intimidating, very closed off, the opposite of lily. for the sake of the plot, reader dear is not already involved with sykkuno, but it's sort of like they should be together, but the feelings are really unspoken, and both think the other doesn't romantically care about them.

perhaps reader fights a little with sykkuno about going on a dangerous mission, because he doesn't want her to get hurt, but she thinks the mission us more valuable than her life. so she leaves and goes. and gets hurt, maybe to the point where she's just stuck at a crossroads. then she gets captured, and once sykkuno gets word of it, all hell breaks lose and he's gone in an instant to go get her, and does so successfully. there's a lot of death to the enemies-

and once they get back and she asks why he went and got her, lying and saying she had it covered, he confesses, and they fight a little before realizing they both love eachother,, and perhaps sykkuno ends up becoming protective over her.

word count: 6.8K

Warnings: mild angst, blood, fighting, guns. arguments, kidnapping, under cover job, usual action mafia themes

Synopsis: When Toast offers you a new infiltration job he’s hesistant to give to someone else, you accept but get into an argument with your partner, Sykkuno, over it. Nevertheless you leave before the two of you make up, until he’s forced to come get you back home when the job has gone astray and he regrets leaving things the way they were.

A/n: also contains some MCYT in a mafia setting because i needed characters and another cartel. It’s a long one, and took even longer to write but I’m glad I took my time so it can be the quality it is currently. I’ll try to continue with normal requests soon and will also make a Rules list soon I think.

Masterlist

Sitting across from Toast, you reviewed the document in front of you carefully, eyes gliding over the words with care as you read the case the male wanted to send you on. He observed your reactions carefully, his calculating gaze hidden by the glasses adorning his face.

"Do you think you can take it?" He finally spoke up as you closed the paper file, setting it back on the wooden table in front of you as you leant back in your chair.

Your eyes met his eyes, despite the sunglasses reflecting the light of the artificial light that lit up the meeting room, "It's not something I specialize in, you know that."

Naturally everyone preferred easy jobs over hard ones, although members of the cartel specialized in different types of jobs.

Rae preferred longer, more intricate, jobs and preferably ones which required infiltration. She was a natural actress in the way she blended into her role, taking on new personalities with ease.

Toast, at least the jobs he did take, preferred mentally taxing and challenging jobs where he'd have to depend on his wit and brain to escape out of it. He tended to do negotiations and manipulation jobs.

Lily, although she had joined the darker side of the cartel more actively later on, worked best with Michael by her side. The male preferred standing on the side-lines, guiding field members through the missions with ease.

When you could, you would join her, as her sister you preferred standing by her side in the field even though you knew she could take care of herself perfectly fine. You'd call it sibling instinct, as Lily tended to want to join you on your jobs as well.

Much like Sykkuno, you preferred the fast jobs. Going in, doing what you were meant to do, and leave before anyone had the chance to intervene and complicate things. On the ride back, you'd call Yvonne to get her in to take care of the after math, and that would be it. No mistakes, no strings attached.

This job however, seemed more like Rae's area of expertise than yours, although that didn't mean you were incapable of taking it on. If you were, you wouldn’t stand on your current place in the cartel.

You had been with the cartel together with Lily since the very start, and had grown alongside it. You had welcomed new members of the family like Sykkuno, Corpse, Rae and had to leave others behind.

Oh how long it had been since those times.

"I know, but Rae is already out, and I don't want to entrust this to anyone else." You nodded along, a small smile tugging on your lips as you met eyes with Toast once more, "How sweet, I didn't know you held me in that high of a regard." Your tone was teasing as you shot him a smile.

As opposed to Sykkuno, Toast was harder to fluster with your teasing side remarks, as he made them himself as well. Usually you partnered up with Sykkuno, and found joy in teasing the male during the more calm moments of your jobs.

Toast however didn't seem in the mood for your remarks, as he raised his eyebrow questioningly at you, the serious tone of his voice not disappearing either, "But will you take it?"

"You said it was a solo job right?" Truthfully, you wanted to take the job, it had been a while since you had done anything along the lines of this, which would make it a refreshing change of pace.

Toast nodded his head, "We've been working on an identity for the past year and a half, spreading rumours of accomplishments and all that so they'd be interested in hiring them. We've only made one, assuming Rae would be able to go but something urgent came up for her."

"Then why not wait?" You had known something along the lines of this had been going on behind the scenes, although you had always have enough work to keep you too busy to figure out what it had all been about.

Toast bent over the table, his voice lowering in volume, "We've had intel. We need to figure out if it's true as soon as possible." He looked over his glasses as his dark eyes met yours, before he slumped back in the chair and gave you a small grin.

All seriousness his voice held moments prior had disappeared within a second as he spoke up, "You'd also play into their expectations flawlessly."

Naturally, looks meant nothing in your field, but it took years of experience to entirely disregard someone's physique during first impressions, and those who couldn't do that often didn't live long enough to learn the skill.

But with your length, built, and intimidating looks, you'd play the perfect part. Maybe looks didn't matter to anyone with a skilful eye, together with the identity that had been built, it would only reinforce their ideas. Then again, you were skilled enough to convince those that did have doubts with ease.

"I'll take it." You slid the document over the table, back to Toasts hands as he gave you a stern face, the grin that tugged on his lips disappeared as sudden as it had appeared.

"Are you sure, once you take it there is no backing out."

"You said you didn't want to entrust anyone else right?" Toast gave you a small defeated smile as he nodded, "Go ahead then, the identity files will be delivered to your office shortly."

Turning the chair, you left the room. Of course there were others in the cartel with high enough ranks to take the job, but most of those were males, and since the identity had been crafted for Rae specifically, that did complicate things.

In the past you had been worried during these kind of jobs to get found out, although you disregarded useless worries like those now. While it was true you held a high reputation and were well known in the underworld, those achievements were rather tied to a name and the cartel than an appearance.

As one of the higher cartel members, your office was positioned close to the meeting rooms and granted luxuries that set it apart from the lower ranks.

It was positioned higher up in the building, with plenty of escape routes nearby, and positioned at the edge were an entire wall was made of bullet proof glass and permitted a view of the city below.

Although the dirty jobs of the cartel got taken care of in standard, nasty warehouses and abandoned facilities and such, due to the comfy front your sister had spent so much time on when the cartel started out, your office was in a large sky scraper on the edge of the city, where there were less questioning gazes and less attention.

The door to your office was unlocked, something you could never have been responsible for, allowing you to know who was inside before even entering.

"Missed me already, Sykkuno?" The brown haired male met your eyes as you stepped inside, leaning against the doorframe as you saw him sitting on the couch that stood against one of the walls.

A bright smile formed on his face, as he covered it with his hand, a gesture you had grown more than familiar with as time passed.

He greeted you as you stepped inside, over time it had been a common occurrence for him to invite himself into your office as he waited for you to return from either a meeting or a job.

More than once you had considered telling Toast to order another desk and put it in your office for the male, as he tended to spent more time in yours than his own.

"Don’t say that!" The words were quick to leave his mouth, and his hand covered some of the redness you could see on his cheeks, "How was the job?"

"It was pretty alright, Corpse was a great help though!" Sykkuno spoke cheerfully, as if his job wasn't to murder others.

Sykkuno turned his gaze to the window, "One of them got away though, so I'll have to be prepared to leave again when they pop up somewhere over the next few days."

You nodded along, sitting down on the couch as the two of you spoke about his job, recommending strategies to avoid another escape and debunking one another's.

It was something you tended to do to pass time together, or when either of you wanted to procrastinate, you'd make up realistic scenarios, give a few details and resources you'd have access too, and try to figure a way out of it.

Although you were soon interrupted by a knock on the door, and you had temporarily forgotten that Toast would sent the document your way already. Calling out for the person to open the door, Brodin standing behind it.

Brodin had quickly risen in ranks for almost the last year, and was often involved in the planning of jobs behind the scenes. He was creative and a fast problem solver. No doubt he had been involved in the creation of this identity one way or another.

Handing you the file, he gave you a small smile, "Good luck on this one." and with that he was gone.

Sykkuno looked curiously at the file in your hands as you opened it, reading through the information inside carefully. He shuffled closer to your side to take a peek into the document himself, "Toast offered another job?"

You hummed in response, eyes scanning the words as you took in the information, "Rae should've done it, but she's busy and it needs to get done right now, it’s the thing Toast has been setting up for a while."

Usually details like creating identities and the finer details were left to those that worked under him. A small but competent team that set everything up and kept a large portion of the cartel running. Although his personal involvement, as well as Brodin's, only gave away the importance of this job.

After just telling you he'd need to leave again in a few days, both of you knew he wouldn't be able to accompany you, not that he could have anyway, but you doing this alone didn't sit quite right with him.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I'm sure either Poki or Lily would be just fine going as well, but it's been a while since you've taken this kind of job." Sykkuno had never been someone to keep his worries about jobs to himself, especially if it was a solo endeavour such as this.

Infiltrating jobs required a ton of experience, knowledge, acting and so much more, and even though he knew you possessed what was necessary for it, he worried that you'd be rusty after so long.

This was definitely not a job where there would be any room for mistakes, as it would not put just you, but the information in danger as well. It was a onetime chance, once they figured out something was up, then they'd be much more careful in their movements and would only complicate things further.

"It's indeed been a while since I've done something like this, but I'll be fine. It's not as if I've been sitting still the entire time anyway. Besides that, I'll only hang around till I've got what we need and then I'm back out."

Sykkuno nodded at your words, although the frown that had formed on his face didn't fade, and his troubled expression told you more about his opinion than words ever could. Although he preferred to avoid conflict, he couldn't help but worry.

He had grown so much closer with you the last few months, so his worry was only natural. It would've been better if he could've joined you, or at least been able to watch from afar if anything happened, but with his own job in the way there really wasn't anything he could do.

"Poki has been taking on more infiltrating jobs recently, would she not be perfect for this?" He tried once more, refusing to leave matters as they were. His tone was careful, not wanting to upset you, but wanting to try and convince you anyway.

You nodded to his words, although you couldn't stop the slight agitation in your voice, "Maybe, but she's been busy with those already. This job will need full time work and I'm free for it, besides that, Toast chose me for a reason."

Sykkuno nodded, knowing he'd have to accept now you'd already taken the job. It was a risk that came with the field, but that didn't mean he'd have to like it.

"So you'll be carrying a microphone right? Stream it right to Michael or something?" If he couldn't make you drop the job, he could at least rest easier knowing that Michael was watching your every move from afar.

The shake of your head made his heart drop, "It's too risky, I'll by carrying a GPS that Michael will be tracking and I'll check in when I can, although that depends on how it goes."

"Oh. Alright then... I guess. But you'll leave as soon as something even seems suspicious, right?" The almost desperate look in his eyes forced you to swallow the teasing remark that laid ready on your tongue. Instead telling him the truth that he knew was coming.

"You know I'll have to take risks, I can't just back out of this when I'm inside, we have one chance and I'll need to take it." Sykkuno didn't react to your words, instead standing up, "I see, I still have something to take care off so I'll have to leave."

To be fair, you didn't expect him to be excited about the job, as you were more than well aware of how dangerous it would be yourself. In this world there wasn't such thing and guaranteed safety, once entering the underworld the risk of dying is always present.

After that you didn't see Sykkuno around often, and when you passed him he'd sent you a small sad smile before continuing. He didn't wait in your office for you to return from meetings anymore and wasn't by your side as you studied and practiced with your new identity.

Faster than you thought however, the day came. Armed, and with a fake ID hidden in your bag, you set off, officially starting your new job, with your new identity.

It didn't take long for them to contact you when you were spotted in the messier districts, on the outskirts of the town where warehouses and empty buildings were used for the nasty works of the underworld. You threaded the border between the comfy cartel's territory and the MCYT cartel's territory.

Although the comfy cartel had been larger for longer, the MCYT cartel was expanding their grounds quickly, and been growing rapidly for the past year.

Needless to say, you accepted their invitation with open arms, and in the end it only took a few days before you stood at one of their facilities, ready for the first official encounter you'd have.

Outside of the door stood someone readily waiting, opening the door once you reached him. Although under normal circumstances, they'd take away your weapons and check you, with the amount of highly skilled members of the cartel in the building, they must've not felt the need for it.

You were met with a young looking male, blonde hair messily falling over his forehead but bright hostile blue eyes watching you intently. He wore a red blouse, and turned around to call others from deeper into the facility.

He was young, maybe even startling so, although in your field, age was the least of your concern when death waited behind every corner.

And so your new job started, you met with the cartel's members, helped as a bodyguard or driver occasionally and cleaned up some minor jobs for them to start to trust you.

Hours with them turned to days. Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months.

Still they kept a careful watch over you, only leaving you small, occasional moments where you could sneak away from their watchful gaze and contact Michael safely.

Each of your words containing bits and pieces of information were carefully recorded and returned to Toast, Sykkuno at his side as he listened to your voice. He regretted allowing you to leave without talking about the argument.

Hearing your voice ensured him you were alright, still out there somewhere and waiting for that vital information you needed to return home.

Once more he stood in the meeting room beside Toast, Rae sitting across of them at the table as she had now returned from her job. Michael had a laptop placed on the table, but the way he avoided eye contact with him when he walked in made his stomach drop.

With the nod of Toast's head, he pressed the button on the laptop, and your voice filled the room.

There was something wrong with your tone of voice, it was easy for him to tell. The volume was barely above a whisper, making Michael turn up the audio coming from the device in front of him.

His eyes were trained on the screen where uneven spikes could be seen sliding along, spiking up with each uneven breath that left your lungs. Avoiding eye contact with everyone, but especially Sykkuno, he could see the male's uncharacteristic glare pointed at the table in front of them.

His knuckles were write from the force with which he clenched his hands into fists as he stood leaning over the table.

Rae's eyes were slightly widened as she watched the laptop in disbelief, although the device did little to answer the questions racing through her head.

Even despite's Toast usual expressionless façade, his brows were furrowed as he listened to your words with detail, plans piling up in his head as he crossed them off one by one for various reasons.

The laptop brought a static like tone to your voice, but the urgency and mild panic was easy to hear through it. You had figured out something important, something that would lead to the big catch you were there for.

However the price you paid was heavy, as it had crumbled part of the carefully built up trust you had worked on during the past months.

Sykkuno could hear that you held the throwaway phone close to your mouth to make your voice clear enough, each ragged breath echoing in his mind.

You were out of breath, he concluded.

Almost too fast the recording ended, it had seemed an eternity long, although it couldn't have been longer than a few minutes.

Michael closed the laptop as the audio ended, taking it and leaving the room, knowing that any orders for him would come later and wanting to return to Lily instead of witnessing the argument that would undoubtedly follow in the meeting room.

"We need to pull her out." Rae spoke up, making Sykkuno snap his head up as Toast rubbed his forehead in thought, "we can't. Not yet. This is the only chance we have to gain this. Once we pull her out, we don't get a second chance."

Sykkuno watched Toasts furrowed brows, he clearly didn't like the decision he was forced to make, but it was clear Rae was pissed at him. Maybe she felt guilty, you had been sent in her stead after all.

For once, Sykkuno felt himself stuck between two sides, he desperately wanted you out of there but he knew that Toast wouldn't have made this decision if he didn't have to.

“It's too risky to keep her there Toast!" Rae stood up, rage evident on her face as she slammed her palms harshly on the table.

Toast groaned as his head snapped up to face her, his voice loud as he spoke up harshly, "I know! There is no way to play this safe! I know that, and she knew that when she accepted the job!"

Rae fell back in her chair as she pinched her nose, irritated at the current situation.

"Then when DO we pull her out of the hell hole?" She spoke up, her voice more levelled this time but strained as she looked across the table to Toast.

"When we have the information we need." Rae couldn't help the sigh that left her at his words, "Fine, but as soon as she even speaks the words, we're getting her out of there."

"Yes, I wasn't even considering leaving her there a second longer than absolutely necessary." He spoke up before turning to the side where Sykkuno sat, eyebrows furrowed at the current situation.

"I want you ready at all times, you'll take Corpse and pull her out whenever I say the words, understood?"

Sykkuno nodded, determined to come and get you as soon as the chance presented itself. He had to admit he was somewhat relieved that the end of your job was nearing, although that feeling was repressed by the weight that had come with that same recording.

Should you have seen it coming? Maybe, although that didn’t take away that even if you had, you would have been unable to do anything against the gun pointed at your form. The place was invested with cartel members, pulling out your own gun would've only done so much before they'd shot you.

Messy brown hair fell slightly over his eyes, over the round glasses that sat on top of his nose. He was tall, a similar height to you as he pointed the gun at you, stone cold expression displayed on his features.

You couldn't die now, not when you just had found the files displaying the information you had been searching so desperately for, for the past months. Despite that however, you had been caught red handed.

With barely enough time to read the entirety of the highly classified file, you had memorized all the important parts before the brown haired male had found you. You had come to know him as Wilbur over the past months, someone you had gone on a few jobs with during your time there.

By his side stood another male, the upper half of his face hidden by a pig mask that seamlessly blended with his pink coloured hair, which had steadily darkened at its roots over time.

Maybe you were homesick, but the animal mask covering his face reminded you of Corpse's mask back at the comfy cartel, and the flawless way it hid his expression from view.

A black loaded crossbow was pointed at your form, his eyes watchful of your every move as he anticipated anything you could've done to try and escape.

They had send the boy you had met when you arrived, Tommy, away to call for back up when they'd seen you bent over the classified files.

"I don’t know if I should call you brave or stupid for trying to read those files." Wilbur spoke up, his hands encasing his handgun as he steadily held it pointed at you.

Your eyes narrowed at him, questioning how you'd be able to remove yourself from the situation. They stood in front of the door, effectively cutting you off the only exit and you knew you wouldn't be able to make it to the stairs before they'd get you in the small chance that you did manage to move past them.

It had been at least four weeks, maybe even five since your last call to Michael, so if they wanted to pull you out of the job they would've already, making it highly unlikely they were anywhere remotely close to you to aid your escape.

If Tommy returned with back up however, it would only become impossible to escape the building.

With furrowed brows you observed the situation you were in, time wasn't on your side and if you weren't fast enough, it'd be the end of the road. The tracker you carried along soothed your nerves somewhat, although you knew that as long as they weren't actively looking for you yet, it probably wouldn't be of much help.

Footsteps thundered over the hallway and you knew it would be too late to run, the door got smacked against the wall loudly as it burst open. The blonde stood in the doorframe, ragged breaths escaping his mouth as his hair was messy from running the way back.

Figures stood behind him, although you couldn't bother to try and see who they were. At least the amount of people told you, you wouldn't die, not yet at least. After all, why would they have needed so many people to get rid of a body? No, they were going to escort you, and Tommy's words only confirmed your suspicion.

"Dream wants to see her."

And so it happened, the blonde haired male sitting in a casual hoodie with a white mask adorned with a taunting back smile sitting atop of his face. A mask that was infamous in the entirety of the underground.

He tried asking questions, but was met with nothing but silence as you simply watched him, before growing frustrated. He turned to Wilbur, who stood observing the scene from the wall, gun still positioned in his hand.

"How long was she in there?"

"I'm unsure, but it can't have been long, Techno and I found her with the files." He nodded for a second, hand on his chin as he watched you stand there, towering over most of those who had escorted you.

With a simple order, the people surrounding you stepped back, but not before handcuffing your hands behind your back.

Rough hands shoved your hands in the metal cuffs, tightening them harshly as you pulled your hand back reflectively, unable to help the sarcastic remark that slipped past your lips, "At least buy me a drink first."

Your attention was swiftly pulled back to the figures in front of you, as one of the two that stood beside Dream swiftly punched you in your gut, forcing you to double over reflectively.

Black hair fell messily in front of his eyes, although the entertained smile that was plastered on his face grabbed your attention first.

His leg shot out to make use of your bound state, although you wouldn't be caught off guard a second time. Reflexes that had been carefully trained for years kicked in, making you duck under his kick.

More often than not your tall stature gave the false illusion of slowness, although nothing could've been more wrong. Your leg hit his hip harshly, before you stepped back, dodging the punch he had sent your way.

From the corner of your eye you could see some of the men step forward, although they stopped instantly as soon as Dream held up his hand, watching the fight in front of him curiously.

It went on for a least a few minutes, each attack he fired your way dodged with the help of your reflexes that had been trained in the field for years.

Naturally you never stood a chance. With your hands forced on your back, it was so much harder to keep your balance, and forced to depend on your legs to keep you up as well as evade his attacks.

Even if you would've been able to bring the male down, only more would fill his place. The only thing you gained from this was his annoyance, which admittedly was entertaining to see.

Dream's voice taunted him from the side-lines, "Come on Sap, she's got her hands tied and even then you take this long?" It fuelled the male on, and within another minute you were sent to the ground harshly, feeling your shoulder dislocate as you fell backwards on your arms.

He stepped forward, standing over you as he pulled his leg back once more, and you saw the blow coming before you even felt it hit. Once against the side of your rib cage harshly and once to your temple as everything went black.

How long it had been once you opened your eyes again, you couldn't tell. The scenery was vastly different however, the room was dark, concrete walls surrounding you.

A groan tore itself from your throat as you attempted to move, feeling a stinging pain come from your ribcage and your shoulder. Warm liquid that only could have been blood slowly dripped down the side of your head, most likely coming from when they had thrown you onto the ground of the room.

It meant you hadn't been here for too long then, which was good. The more time you had, the higher your chance of escaping was. The only thing stopping them from shooting you on the spot was their lack of knowledge of your actual identity.

Now that they knew you weren't who they thought you were, they'd figure out which cartel you did belong to, and although Michael was good at his job you knew they'd find his traces eventually.

The concrete was cold against your back, at least this time you had time to plan an escape.

However, what you didn't know, was that as soon as Michael had seen the tracker you wore move across town, and hacked whatever surveillance on its route to see that you in fact weren't the one driving, he stood in Toast's office with his laptop on his arm.

After the month of silence from you, paired with the black van with blacked out windows and unfamiliar people behind the wheel, it wasn't hard to put one and one together.

Besides that, he too had been anxious about your state of being after the last message you left them with, as there hadn't been a single moment for the past month where he didn't stand on edge. Even if it was false alarm, information be damned, they were getting you out.

With one hand he pressed one of the buttons that sat on the charger of the phone on his desk, which doubled as microphone and speaker.

"Sykkuno, grab Corpse and prepare to head out, we're going in." He dismissed Michael smoothly with the wave of his hand, pressing another button to call in Rae.

He moved to prepare himself as well, a certain weight off his shoulders now that his wait had ended. Toast considered himself a patient person, awaiting the perfect moment to strike, although this time he couldn't be so sure.

Sykkuno however, couldn't have been more ready, preparing a rifle in addition to his usual handgun, and stripping a hunter’s knife to his belt as he pulled on a bulletproof vest. He was ready to take you back home.

Corpse stood right by his side, pulling on his gloves before preparing for the invasion as well. The fact that so many high ranking people had been called in promised a bloody fight.

Rae approached hastily as they stood beside the vehicle, Michael sitting in the passenger seat with the laptop on his lap ready to guide the van through the streets to where the GPS tracker had come to a stop around ten minutes ago.

She hadn't been able to shake herself of the nagging guilt that come since your last message. She should have been there instead of you, so if anything had happened to you, she would take it personally.

As they piled into the vehicle, Toast approached. Walking speedily through the garage that held the many vans and a variety of other vehicles that belonged to the cartel. He repositioned the sunglasses over his eyes as he stepped into the driver's seat, "Others will be less than a minute behind us."

With that, they started moving. Toasts followed Michael’s directions precisely, and the van was filled with a heavy atmosphere. None of them knew what they were walking into, and what to expect of it.

There was a healthy kind of adrenaline flowing through their veins, paired with a type of nervous and stressful excitement that came with every job. It was something that never died down over the years, it was something that had kept them alive.

The drive seemed too short yet too long simultaneously. It had been a while since they had worked on the same thing together, yet somehow the trust between them had never faded in the slightest.

Everyone was well aware on what to expect from each other, and worked together like an oiled machine. Even Corpse, one of the newer members of the cartel, slotted within that automatically running mechanism perfectly within the blink of an eye.

The storming of the facility ran flawlessly, and as they unloaded their van, the back-up teams arrived right behind them as Toast had promised. Everyone took their own team, consisting of approximately six people before taking position at different entrances and bursting into the building.

Naturally it caused quite the commotion within the facility, one that was easily heard from your little concrete room. There was only so many things that could cause such a massive panic at once, and that were either cops, or the people you considered family.

You knew it had to be the latter.

The suspicion was shortly after confirmed, the echo of shots ringing through the building as Sykkuno and his team wasted no time in combing through the building.

They shot mercilessly at all movement they spotted, Sykkuno in front of the others with his own rifle in his hands. Usually he wasn't the messy type, more the exact opposite, but now all those principles, all those believes, were thrown out of the window.

Red stained the walls they left in their wake, bodies littered the ground with unseeing eyes.

It was a massacre.

The building was oddly silent, save for the sound of gunshots and the heavy footsteps that combed through the building strategically, bringing down whoever stood in their way.

Undoubtedly, Sykkuno was the fastest with his search. Dark eyes that scanned the hallways for movement or doors where you could be hidden behind. Other than the occasional instructions from Michael, he listened carefully to the sound of your voice.

After the months he had spent without it, the closest memory was the dreadful report given to Michael. Nevertheless he knew he would recognize it the second he heard it.

He wasn't too far away from your confinement room when one of the men burst in. He had a ragged appearance, with sweat running down his temple as he approached your form with a gun cocked right at you.

Maybe it was the stress that haunted him, or the million thoughts that ran through his mind, but somehow it didn’t cross his mind that you'd fight back against his attempt to use you to threaten the intruders in the building.

Your movement made pain shoot up your spine from your shoulder, and the heavy breaths that escaped your mouth left your ribcage throbbing, but the adrenaline that started to fill your veins was quickly drowning it out.

He had quickly seen the ties between your new presence in the building and the armed people that had shown up merely hours later. Although he wasn't as quick to see you kick the gun from his hands, landing an upper cut to his head.

You were frightfully quick in the way you seemed to disappear and reappear behind the male, as your arm locked around his throat before he could even do anything in retaliation.

Right as the idea to kick your legs arose in his mind, he was forced to his knees by your own feet in the back of his knee caps. Before he could even register sitting on the ground, your arms left his throat as your hands found them on his chin and the back of his head.

With only a sickening crack, his body fell lifeless to the ground as his head sat atop his shoulders in an unnatural position.

Pain burned from your shoulder as you held it carefully with your free hand. It didn't however stop you from stepping into the hallway, listening to the footsteps that seemingly approached.

Sykkuno's name left your lips as you called for him, knowing he had to be here inside this building. Even though your disagreement before you left, you knew he would be here for you. You barely even remembered what the disagreement had been about, not that it mattered now.

The footsteps grew louder, more uneven as you looked through the hallway, trying to pin point where they came from.

Your eyes met familiar dark ones as he ran around the corner, his head whipping in your direction as he sprinted towards your form.

His clothes that were usually styled so neatly were covered in blood splatters, and even though his dark circles had obviously grown since you last saw him, his hold on you was the same.

His arms were warm around your body as he pulled you in carefully, having spotted the way you held your shoulder protectively and the line of dried up blood that ran down on the side of your head.

As if on reflex he buried his face in your neck, relishing in your touch in confirmation that you were okay, you were alive. When he opened his eyes he saw the small concrete room you had stood in front of, and the discarded body that laid against one of the walls.

As much effort as he had put in to reach you, you had done the same to reach him.

Only when he pulled back from you he seemed to hear the worried voices of the others in his ears, asking if he had found you and if you were alright. With a slight chuckle he answered them, and the order to retreat was given.

He didn't lower his hold on you however, only one of his arms moved so he could cup your cheek, tracing over the small trail of blood with his thumb.

“I did it, I got what I came for, we can finally go home now.” You sounded relieved yet tired as you spoke those words.

"Why did you go so far?" His voice was low, barely more than a whisper as Toast, Corpse, Rae and Michael turned off their ear pieces, figuring they should give the two of you some privacy. Naturally they had figured out something had happened between the two of you before you left and they knew the two of you needed the space.

His touch against your shoulder was soft, a feathery light kind of gentle as his skin ghosted over the hand you held clasped against it. His eyes held worry as he looked at it, it was dislocated at least from what he could see from his position.

He took your silence as enough of an answer as his eyes searched yours, "what if something like this happens again?"

"It won't." Your answer was stern, although the edge of your tone was taken off by the whisper of your voice, in the deadly silence of the building it felt almost like a crime to speak louder.

His eyes turned sad, the reality of the situation simply didn't allow you to make such a promise. He was painfully aware of it, yet somehow, as the words left your mouth, they felt reassuring to him. As if they settled some stomach twisting feeling he housed deep in his gut, as if a weight lifted ever some slightly of his shoulders, he was inclined to believe your bitter sweet lie.

"Heh, you know you can't be sure about that."

A small smile tugged on your lips, your one hand leaving your shoulder as it found itself on the top of his head, feeling the soft brown locks curl around your fingertips, "I can, because I know that you'll have my back if anything happens, just as much as I'll have yours."

"You-..You trust me with your life?"

"When did I not?" despite the obvious exhaustion he could see on your face, a small smile tugged on your lips.

In that moment, for maybe the first time in his life, the words left his mouth before he even thought about them, "But I wouldn't have been able to live without you."

Your eyes widened in shock, before a smile formed on your face, "I wouldn't let you live on without me either, I love you too much for that."

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