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freyaphoria · 4 months ago

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Hii i love your yandere seongjoong fanfics alot!! i hope you continue writing them. I was wondering if you could about seonghwa getting punished by hongjoong? Idk where the reader would be involved in the punishment but it would be great to see joong punishing hwa

Here is a fic that I wrote with the help of the best writer I know @matzrionette and where I experienced writer's block at its extreme! Again, tumblr doesn't save anything I write; I think it actually blocked me. Also, all the yandere seongjoong fics I wrote are related to each other, so if you are reading this for the first time, it will be easier for you to understand the relationship between them if you read the other yan!seongjoong fics in my masterlist♡♡♡

From Passion to Punishment

tw: yandere!hongjoong, blood (were you surprised?), violence, shouting, tools mentioned, hwa is naked, punching, implied (or not?) sex, I'm not good at writing this part, a little bit angst

wc: 2294

taglist: @aim-blossom

Part II ->

When the door to your room suddenly opened, you both jumped. Judging by Hongjoong’s eyes, you were in trouble. Of course you were in trouble. He was really going to kill you this time. “Hong-” you were cut off when he approached the two of you and grabbed the covers over you. He didn’t expect to see you both naked and wrapped around each other when he quickly removed the covers.

He only looked at you both for 3 seconds; you thought he was going to grab your arm and drag you away, but he ripped Seonghwa away from you without saying a word and started dragging him away. He took his boxers that were taken off next to your door and threw them on Seonghwa. You had pulled the covers up to your head and you thought that if you didn’t move, he wouldn’t notice you or forget about you. While Seonghwa was awkwardly trying to put on his boxers on the floor, Hongjoong got tired of waiting and continued to drag Seonghwa, one leg is in his boxers, and he left your room and slammed the door so hard that its voice echoed for a long time.

It happened so fast that you couldn’t even process what was happening. The whole thing had only taken 30 seconds at most. You still nervously pulled the covers over your face and waited for Hongjoong to take you too.

Why did you have sex with him? It was one of those things Hongjoong would definitely not accept. Why did you have to...

It all started when Seonghwa tried to comfort you after your punishment. He had gotten permission from Hongjoong to you to not to stay in the basement and carried you to your bed. And you two had gone a little too far in comforting and had sex for the first time. Seonghwa was reluctant at first, but when you insisted, he couldn't help it.

Even though you were hurting everywhere because of your punishment, Hwa was very gentle with you. He started by kissing all your wounds and you hadn't felt this happy in weeks. For the first time, you had felt truly loved and felt like there was a different bond between you. But did you think that Hongjoong wouldn't realize something was wrong when Seonghwa didn't make breakfast in the morning? Okay, you thought, but what about Seonghwa? Why did he still have sex with you even though he knew this? Maybe he thought Hongjoong wouldn't notice or he would fall asleep.

Waiting nervously while your thoughts were running through your mind revealed the pains you hadn't noticed from yesterday. You just wanted to take a shower and after breakfast like every day, send that devil off to who knows where and build legos with Seonghwa. But now you had no choice but to wait for Hongjoong to grab your arm and drag you to the basement.

You didn't know how much time had passed, but you woke up with the growling of your stomach. You fell asleep while waiting and strangely Hongjoong hadn't picked you up. Since Seonghwa hadn't come to your room for breakfast, something really strange must be going on.

Got out of bed, put on your clothes that were in a ball on the floor without taking a shower since you couldn't take a shower unless Hongjoong allowed it, and you peeped out the door. You waited for movement, but everything was as still as if frozen. There was no sound. You left your room, went downstairs, and looked in the kitchen, but there was no one there either. "Hwa?" You called out to Seonghwa, thinking that Hongjoong wouldn't be home at this hour. But you didn't get an answer. Then you thought he might be in the Lego room, so you went upstairs again and looked there, but he wasn't there either. "Hwa!" There was no sound. This time you were going to look at the terrace that was forbidden to you, but you heard a thump. It didn’t take long for you to realize where it was coming from; usually these kinds of sounds came from the basement. You didn't think to Hongjoong to punish Seonghwa, you thought that he just took him away and he was going to punish you. That's why you hadn't thought of looking in the basement before.

You ran halfway up, went down the stairs and went down to the basement. When you pushed the large metal door, you came across the last sight you wanted to see. “Seonghwa!” Hongjoong was on top of Seonghwa, hitting him in the face with all his might. Seonghwa was moving but couldn’t do anything. On the floor were Hongjoong’s favorite tools, a hammer, knives of all sizes and metal bats. They were all covered in blood; you didn’t know which one he used, but Seonghwa's body covered in blood said that Hongjoong used all the tools. Even though he was naked, there was so much blood that creating a bloody suit for him.

"Hongjoong, please don’t!” Hongjoong was still hitting him as if he was in a trance, not even noticing you coming. You tried to push him away from Seonghwa, but he didn’t move. “I’m sorry! I started it! It was my fault!”

“Did he make you feel good?” Hongjoong asked you, still focused on Seonghwa as he hit him, not taking his eyes off of him. You didn’t want to answer. Of course he did. “Did he make you feel good when he touched you before I could even touch you!?” Of course he did. He took all the pain and gave me pleasure. But if you said that, he would probably kill you both with one punch right then and there. “Hongj-” “Did he make you squirt? How many times did you cum? I bet he doesn’t even know how to kiss-” “Stop it!” pushed him hard and lowered your head. You were red, either from embarrassment or anger. That’s what he wanted, to embarrass you. He came to his senses and leaned towards Seonghwa. “You broke my trust. What a shame, you worked so hard to get here. Now everything is gone. I'm taking away all your freedoms, Park Seonghwa. You've disappointed me so much. I never expected it from you." After Hongjoong was satisfied that Seonghwa had been beaten enough, he got up from him and turned to you. He wiped his bloody hands on your clothes and grabbed your chin, pointing at Seonghwa. "Do you see? This is because of you. My once precious Hwa is in this state because of you. He is like this right now because you can't help your own pleasures. I trained him so well that if you told him to stop he would stop like a trained dog. But you chose to be a whore and satisfied yourself." He held your chin tightly and shook your head. Your cheeks were pressed together and there was a sharp pain, but you didn't care.

You looked at Hwa lying on the ground covered in blood. He was still conscious. Hongjoong let go of your cheek and slapped you hard, headed towards Seonghwa and plunged a kick into his crotch. "If you can't control your dick, there's no point in having it.” He left the basement without saying a word to you.

Now, you were left alone with Seonghwa, who writhing with crotch pain added to the pain dominating his entire body. "Hwa, I-"

"Shut up." His voice was very clear and harsh for someone covered in blood. You didn't know what to say. The fact that Hongjoong had hurt Seonghwa so much scared you; and Seonghwa was still breaking Hongjoong's rules and still not being a toy like he wanted made your stomach turn. The uneasiness that came from realizing that even if you stayed here for 2 years like Seonghwa or more, you were still stuck in a life full of pain and tears like when you first came was growing in your stomach. "Wait, let me help you." As you grabbed his arm and tried to lift him up, Seonghwa pulled his arm away from you harshly, and move a little away. “I don’t want your help.”

Why was he pushing himself away? Sure, it was kind of your fault that he got punished, but you weren’t the one who did this to him. You didn’t hurt him. Since having sex was mutual, you were both "guilty" of it.

“Hwa, you’re bleeding. You can’t go upstairs like that. Let me help you.” “I’m not going upstairs. Leave me alone.” His tone was getting louder, but you didn’t care. You wanted to help him just like he helped you with your punishments.

“Seonghwa, let me at least take a look at your wounds-” "I told you to leave me alone! Why can't you do even the smallest thing? Can't that stupid brain of yours take commands? Did Hongjoong hit you on the head so hard that you've become a brainless idiot! He should have gotten rid of you a long time ago, you can't train a disobedient idiot! I said I don't want you! Go away!"

Wow, that hurt. It really hurt. You never thought Seonghwa would blow up at you like that in your life. When his voice echoed throughout the basement, you realized the truth. He was just... someone. He wasn't your friend. He was a victim too. He was Hongjoong's victim and there was no connection between you. What you did yesterday meant nothing to him.

Before you could process what he said, you experienced a second shock with the tears falling from his eyes. Have you ever seen him cry before? No. Seonghwa always looked strong. Or so you thought, but he had never cried in front of you.

Without a word, you got up and went to the basement door; after giving him one last look, you opened the door. Outside, as you had guessed, Hongjoong was smiling at you with the most annoying smile you had ever seen. What was there to laugh about in this situation? Your friendship or whatever had been ruined because of him and now you were alone. If he hadn't punished him and hurt him, this wouldn't have happened. Your friend who had been with you for 3 weeks and who truly cared for you was gone, now turned into a stranger who hated you, and Hongjoong found this situation amusing.

"There are little arguments in relationships. Don't worry about it. Oh, or are you worried that he won't be able to fuck you for a while-" his voice was cut off by the punch you threw at his left cheek. You didn't expect to be able to hit him this time, whenever you tried to hit him you would definitely fail, so you were very surprised when you punched him with all your might and succeeded. While you were expecting a blow from him in the same way, nothing came. You only heard his creepy chuckle. He was chuckling. Maniac. "Son of a bitch" you were probably going to regret it. But there was no turning back now. His lack of reaction gave you more confidence and you passed him and went up the stairs. You didn't know if he was coming after you, but you came to your senses when you went upstairs, went into your room and slammed the door hard.

Tears were flowing non-stop; what were you crying about? The fact that Seonghwa got punished because of you, or he shouted at you for the first time and implied that he wanted to get rid of you, or the punch you threw at Hongjoong and you swore at him, or the fact that Hongjoong didn't react and left you on edge?

Probably all above. As you expected, there was a knock on your door. Wait, was there a knock? Was it Seonghwa? "Yes?", answered excitedly.

Your heart ached when the door opened and you locked eyes with the last person you wanted to see right now. Hongjoong would never knock on your door, you thought maybe he came to apologize. But the red mark on his left cheek that you caused showed that it wouldn't be like that at all.

"Do you want to go to the punishment room yourself like a good girl or do I have to drag you by your hair like a bitch?" You weren't going to escape the punishment, as you expected. There was enough chaos in the house and you didn't want to create more chaos by resisting, so you nodded and left your room. As you were going down the stairs, you suddenly realized: Hongjoong was going to give you a cruel punishment, and there wouldn’t be Seonghwa coming to comfort you. But what would you do? Could you do it on your own? You were never alone after punishments. Seonghwa would always come to tend to your wounds or distract you by patting your head and talking to you, and he would never leave your side. Right now, you were all alone, and you didn’t know how much harm this demon would give to you.

Anxiety was gradually filling your veins as you skipped the last step and crashed to the ground. Hongjoong grabbed your arm roughly, trying to pull you to your feet, but you threw yourself back, freeing yourself from his grip. “Please! I’m sorry! I’ll never do it again-” the burning sensation on your face preceded the sound of the slap. “Just like Hwa said, you really are a stupid whore who can’t take any orders. But don’t worry, contrary to what he said, I won’t get rid of you. Now, stand up and go to the punishment room before I make you.”

Part II ->

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez x you #ateez smut #ateez yandere #yandere hongjoong #yandere ateez #seongjoong x reader #seonghwa x reader #hongjoong x reader #park seonghwa smut #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa #run away together #hongjoong yandere #yandere matz

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angelfleurry · 1 year ago

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may i request kyoko catching feelings please??

♡ Kyoko Kirigiri Catching Feelings!!: ♡

Thank you so much for the request, Anon!! Kyoko’s one of my more weaker characters I feel, so I’m hoping I did her justice!! I’m always happy to write, so feel free to keep requesting!!

Also I’m so sorry for the delay, college has been AT ME lately so I’m so sorry!! I did just get on to Christmas holidays by the time I uploaded this, so I should have plenty of time to take requests! Thank you, Anon! Have a wonderful day!

♡ There was no sudden massive realisation for her.

♡ On some random day she just so happened to have something click, but she was already suspecting she may be viewing you as more than platonically.

♡ She honestly just started piecing it together after a certain point.

♡ She began to realise that there was a reason she gravitated towards you, a reason she felt so inclined to spend time with you, a reason she seemed to trust you more than she did other people.

♡ It didn’t even surprise her by the time she became fully aware.

♡ She managed to keep her stoic aura, and she was more than capable of keeping herself composed around you, but behind closed doors in her own company she was not okay.

♡ She was definitely becoming frustrated in all honesty, deep down.

♡ It had nothing to do with you, she just was.

♡ She’d pace around her room, absorbed in her head, all of her emotions erupting within her rather than making their way out.

♡ There was hardly anything to mull over. She knew she loved you and she knew what she’d likely have to do, but it was just the process.

♡ She fully intended to tell you about her feelings, she didn’t want to prolong it, but…

♡ Kyoko really wanted to find the right timing.

♡ Something about just admitting them with no warning didn’t appeal to her. She wanted an opportunity, an appropriate moment, a clear headspace.

♡ But most of all, she wanted it to be fair on you.

♡ In her eyes, she believed that it would not be fair on you to just come out with this declaration; especially if she was uncertain of how you felt for her. She’d grown rather fond of you over the time you knew each other, so ruining that bond was terrifying.

♡ So, naturally, Kyoko started looking for clues.

♡ She observed you, pieced interactions together, silently desperate for any sign that you may return her feelings.

♡ However, surprisingly, her natural instinct seemed to be completely overpowered by anxiety this time around.

♡ Any time Kyoko thought she may have a sign, she backtracked and assumed she was somehow letting her hopes up.

♡ She is a master at keeping her feelings to herself, so literally nobody knew unless she’d mention it.

♡ Would she mention it? No. She debated talking to Makoto about it, but she ended up just lingering on the idea and never acting upon it.

♡ She’s more of a silent processor when it comes to big chunks of information.

♡ Continued to gravitate towards you.

♡ She’s not very direct with expressing how she wants to spend time with you, but these feelings definitely boosted her in that area.

♡ She’d ask you to accompany her on a walk, or to help her sort out some non-confidential files, claiming it was a tedious task to do alone.

♡ Kyoko wasn’t much of one for use of the phone, she wasn’t constantly on it, but she seemed to always check hers at work on break just in case you’d messaged her.

♡ Appreciates every little interaction you two have.

♡ It’s so lovely for her to feel as if she really belongs with you, whether or not you choose it to be platonic or romantic, but Kyoko really is just glad she met you.

♡ Whenever you need her, whenever you want her, just say the word - she’ll be there in a moment.

♡ Doesn’t matter if you need help, if you wanna talk, or if you just got bored, she’s coming.

♡ She’ll be all fluttery on the inside but on the outside she might as well be ice.

♡ If you compliment her she will NEVER recover. Your words bring her so much pride it’s unreal!!

♡ Plays it cool though, she can’t be giving away her feelings just yet.

#danganronpa imagines #danganronpa scenarios #danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #kyoko kirigiri #kyoko kirigiri x reader #gender neutral reader #x reader #imagines

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brynnterpretations · 3 days ago

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Hi! I'd love a bowers gang ship request for my IT OC Marilyn Fenix! I have a bio page for her that might be easier to read rather than me sending her info all here if that's okay ! The banner has a few tabs that I hope help <3

https://venuscheered.carrd.co

As a side note, I've really liked seeing your IT OCs as of late! I'm such a sucker for fan characters!

Thank you so much for the ship, kind words, and sharing your wonderful OC! I didn't check out the bonds list because I didn't want to be biased, so I hope it's fine if the "meeting" section doesn't align with anyone in the gang! (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

I ship Marilyn Fenix with...

Henry Bowers ♡

Boyfriend

GIF Source: @pennywise-fucker ★ (link)

Henry and Marilyn likely have known each other since there are children — after all, Derry is a tiny town. Throughout it all, Henry and Marilyn honestly hadn't interacted much; while Henry thought she was pretty when she was younger, and enjoyed her former timidity, as the two of them grew older, their social circles completely changed. However, he never really stopped looking at Marilyn. It wasn't intentional; he did it to all the girls at school who he thought were "bangable", but with Marilyn, it was a bit different. She was the kindest person he'd met around Derry, but there was an inherent unattainability to her: her seeming perfection made him feel insecure, causing him to project a quality of "stuckupness" to her.

In a twist of fate, the two were paired as tablemates in English, and later, partners. Henry does not talk to her at first; when she says hi, he'll say it back, sure, but if she asks him about his day or anything, even, it's always a one-word answer. Our boy Henry is not a man of words. But...

Henry's awful at English, and regardless of Marilyn's abilities, she's 100% going to be leagues better than Henry. Because of that, he starts engaging with Marilyn more — though mainly because of Marilyn's consistent kindness towards him. She's never too pushy, but still offers him help with classwork when she sees him struggling, and even sometimes gets a tiny exhale of a chuckle from him.

Time goes by with them exchanging some awkward words that eventually turn into more sentences on Henry's end. By that point, they're paired together for a Fahrenheit 451 project. Henry does not fuck with this. Marilyn fucks with this better. As such, Marilyn takes the lead, much to Henry's gratitude, though he doesn't show it. He just sits there, occasionally giving a single nod as Marilyn talks about the project, letting her do all the work.

They begin getting closer through this, particularly because of the form: a massive trifold, which is impractical to work on at school. Marilyn, bless her, proposes her house to work at, which relieves Henry so much. As such, they begin meeting whenever the two of them have the time. Henry would immediately feel out of place in her home, and, noticing his anxiety, Marilyn would never call it out, only doing things to subtly make him feel more comfortable.

This would make Henry soften to her even more as they continued to work on their project. As they continued to work together, Marilyn would definitely be able to notice small cracks in Henry's exterior. Still, she doesn't push him, something Henry desperately needs in any sort of romantic relationship. As they continue to spend time at Marilyn's house, they'd have a lot of more organic conversations that flow far more naturally than the ones at school. He's not a big talker, of course, but he'd start talking a lot more willingly, though not sharing much about himself.

Eventually, Henry and her begin hanging out outside of her house, particularly after a rough day of Henry's. After getting into a rather vicious spat with the school janitor, Henry ended up in detention, only getting out after Marilyn's cheer practice had ended. Upon seeing his face, which looked more like a kicked puppy than anything, Marilyn — bless her soul — came over to talk to him, even if out of sight of the rest of the cheer team (maybe intentionally, maybe unintentionally). Henry asks, without making it clear that it was any sort of date as the romantic he is not, asks if she'd want to come with him to the quarry.

And... she does. The two head to the quarry, sitting below the bridge that overlooks the quarry, staring into nothingness. It's not uncomfortable, though. The two talk about Henry's awful day, which Marilyn makes him feel better about, as well as talking about other things: Marilyn's involvement on the cheer team, the things she does for fun, and maybe even her family.

Eventually, these hang-outs become a regular occurrence, and finally, Henry asks her if she'd like to come to a bonfire the Bowers Gang hosts every month at Victor's house.

She comes, and things just feel... right. The Bowers Gang are quite nice to her, excluding Patrick being weird ("that your eye candy for the night?" followed by a disgusting Hockstetter-signature cackle), and there's plenty of beer: something that may likely contribute to Marilyn's substance abuse issues.

When they're both drunk and getting ready to leave — Belch is the sober-monitor for the night but is incredibly forgetful, and has to find his keys — Henry initiates the first kiss. It's clumsy — Henry has not had any romantic interests that have led to any skill — but it's as sweet as a kiss from Bowers could possibly be.

Henry's wishy-washy about immediately putting a label on their relationship, and I'd imagine Marilyn might be too; Bowers is basically a walking hazard label, but could be used as leverage against her parents (though that's not to say she'd be using him), so she'd have a lot of mixed feelings, while Henry would simply not feel too much rush to make things official.

After about a month, though, Henry asks her point-blank if she'd like to be his girlfriend. Marilyn says yes. Queue flying doves and falling petals and beautiful lighting.

Just kidding! It's at the quarry, and it smells like wet grass.

Once dating, Marilyn would both be and provide a safe haven for Henry, and he'd spend a lot of time at her place to escape his father. He'd slowly be able to ease into physical intimacy with her, even letting her hold him sometimes. I could also see her patching him up when he's hurt, and being a borderline mother figure for him, because... trauma.

Henry would be understanding of her frustration with her family, considering Butch only pays attention to him when he's abusing him, but would be irritated with it too. How he sees it, Marilyn's getting fed and going to bed without any blotches or marks on her torso; after a tough day, if she mentioned it, he would 100% would blow up on her.

However, I don't see him physically hurting her. While Henry has no qualms with hitting girls in relationships, especially because his father taught him that it was how to "keep a woman in her place", I can't imagine Marilyn ever pushing him enough to get him to that point. It would probably just be some awful arguments that left Marilyn crying, and Henry simply... leaving the room.

Still, he'd make it up in his own ways: being slightly more caring and gentle, though never apologizing directly. This could also lead to some arguments if Marilyn ever spoke up about it.

Henry would also be super possessive over her, and might even become jealous of her cheerleading. They would go to parties a lot, and if he saw a guy looking at her in any way, shit would go down.

But, back to the nice stuff: Henry's a shower rather than a teller, and would always do his best to give her small trinkets, be there for her physically, and make space for her, be it in Belch's car, parties, or general Bowers Gang hangouts.

And that brings us to...

Bowers Gang ☻

Friends

GIF Source: @pennywise-fucker ★ (link)

Henry wouldn't have any qualms about introducing her to the gang. He is obsessed with coming off as tough and masculine, so he wouldn't even really think of the implications it could have on Marilyn's social status unless he noticed she was trying to avoid being seen with them (which, if that happened, would lead to a massive argument).

So, if all goes well: they'd all end up your friends (though Patrick's personal definition of "friend" varies wildly from the standard). Henry would likely insist in a Henry way of her riding home with them, essentially just saying, "get in" — he's not a charmer

Belch would have a massive crush on Marilyn, which he would be terrified of; with Henry, that's essentially a death sentence. Because of that, he'd be cordial.

However, he would definitely drunkenly talk to her whenever they went to parties — never confessing his feelings for her, but being far more open than he'd had before, and getting to know more about her and her life.

Queue super cute conversations between the two of them; maybe not romantic, but still, cute, platonically (though not on Belch's end, painfully; bless his heart).

Now, Patrick... he's gross. He's attracted to basically every type of girl, and finds "goody-two-shoes", happy-go-lucky, sweet girls very, very fun. He'd not just make weird comments to her when she was around, but he'd try to test her boundaries: getting her to smoke, encouraging her to shoplift, and trying to make her say words she'd never usually say (E.G., if she doesn't curse, try to get her to).

If Henry saw this, he would immediately put a stop to it, so he pretty much only does it when Henry's not around. However, I could see Marilyn possibly going along with some of Patrick's suggestions.

And, once he sees that? She's good in the gang. He's got a huge thing for corruption, and he loves to see it in Marilyn.

Also, he would 100% steal her cheerleading stuff to fuck with her. He sucks.

Due to Belch's crush and Patrick's general instability, I think Victor would be her closest friend in the gang. He's the most intuitive of the gang, so he'd pick up on the substance abuse issues that Henry does not, and gently try to make sure she's not drinking too much and trying to avoid having too much alcohol or weed around her on non-weekend days.

Marilyn is very easy to talk to, which is nice for Victor; he's not shy, just introverted, and having someone who has such ease in conversations is nice. They talk about everything; their home lives, music they like, their plans for the future, everything.

He, too, also becomes quietly protective of Marilyn, shooting Patrick dirty looks or even telling him to fuck off when he tries to pressure Marilyn, even comforting Marilyn if she ever came to him about Henry's hot-and-cold behavior, so on and so forth.

It's a rare pure friendship when it comes to the Bowers Gang, and I love to see.

As a group, they'd all do a lot together: bonfires, parties, late night junkyard trips to unload steam on random garbage, and occasionally diners (though most refuse service to the Bowers Gang due to their tendency to dine-and-dash).

So, all in all: Marilyn's got some guys who would drop everything for her (excluding Patrick, who's just there to escalate, let's be real), and I'm glad she's got that, even with the highs and lows there are with Henry. Stay safe, girl, and don't let Hockstetter be around you alone.

#I LOVE HERRR #also the website is GORGEOUS #im sorry this is not super in depth tumblr character count wants me DEAD!!!#bowers gang #ship request #bowers gang ship request #belch huggins #henry bowers #patrick hockstetter #victor criss

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mik3ysprincess03 · 2 years ago

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Bonten’s Princess | Baby Trapping 🎀

★ Chapter 2/?: Come As You Are

Please Reblog if you enjoy (づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ♡

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Read chapter one here!!

Synopsis: A month has passed since you were gang banged by the Bonten members, your period is late so you decide to take a pregnancy test. All of the executives gather at your place in anticipation of the results. The results don't surprise you, Mikey takes matters into his own hands to control you further. After all, you are Bonten's property.

Listen to the Spotify playlist here for Bonten's Princess

Warnings: 18+ content, minors leave. Reader is a female with a vagina, mentions of drugs, drinking and violence. This is a dark content based story.

A/N: I've been gone for so long, lmao. Uni is busy and I have an awful professor, I am hoping to get back into writing on my blog. This chapter is mostly setting the plot up. Comment to join the tag list. I really hope you enjoy this second part as I am trying to build more bonds between you and our bonten boys. <3 Sending love always! - saigey. WOW, I’ve come back from the dead months later to continue this. I’m so silly.

NOW PLAYING: Come As You Are by Nirvana

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A few weeks had passed since you were last gang banged by Bonten, you had also lost part of your sex drive temporarily aside from the occasional time of being fucked or playing with one of the members. Everything was fine and dandy until you realized your period was late, the first few days were not so alarming — your period has been late before, who cares? What’s a few days without it?

That mentality went out the window as it had now been over a month since your last period, approximately late by a week and a half now. This had you on edge, you felt extremely nauseous, you had some spotting in your panties with a small amount of blood but no period. Something felt off… ‘It’s nothing (Name). It will come.’

You woke up on a humid Friday afternoon in mid June to the sounds of thunder, booming throughout your private penthouse. ‘Damn seriously? I’m scared of thunderstorms this sucks.’ You thought to yourself, whimpering as lightning flashed throughout the window, illuminating the dark and stormy sky.

You swiftly grab your phone off from your night stand, dialling up Ran, he always comforted you. It only took a few rings for him to almost answer the phone immediately, of course turning it on speaker phone.

“R-Ran, I’m scared. Can you come to my place please?” Your voice squeaked in a shaky manner.

“Hi sweet girl. Aw, thunderstorms got you scared again? I’ll be there in 15.” His soothing voice reassured you that everything would be okay.

That is when a lovely wave of unwanted nausea hit you.

“Thank you so much! I- shit! Hold on.” You jumped out of your comfy and warm bed to rush to the bathroom across from your bedroom, barely making it to the toilet as you lifted up the seat and threw up.

You had been feeling like this for a few days now. This was no good…

The Bonten executives had been worried about you, Mikey was particularly suspicious that something was up. Mikey had no shame in the gang bang he ran on you. He enjoyed playing with you like you were some sort of toy meant to be owned, due to Mikey’s past his trauma of clinging and taking total ownership over you was important to him. Takeomi being a big ol’ pervert who tracked your cycle definitely knew something was up. It was almost like you were hiding something?

You had avoided drinking alcohol, or partaking in smoking joints and hitting up on molly. Maybe that was unintentional on your end. Though you were a cautious young woman when it came to drugs and smoking; being mindful not to do too much of it, it made specifically Sanzu and Koko wonder why you couldn’t go out to the casino with them to have drinks and gamble? Speaking of not going out, why you were now always at home not going out to deal with any of Bonten’s work? Interesting.

You laid your chin on the side of the toilet, feeling relief from the waves of sickness passing. That felt disgusting. You washed your hands before rushing back to your phone.

“Baby? You there?” You heard Ran ask worriedly. “Are you okay?”

“I got sick and threw up…” you grunted with annoyance. Finally, two and two clicked on your brain. “My period is late too, Ran!” You began to panic.

“I see…” Ran spoke back after a short pause. He had noticed that the last few weeks you had been avoiding your favorite foods, getting more mood swings than usual, as well as your complaints about being sick. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“I might be pregnant. I don’t know what to do, I’m freaking out. Please hurry.” You we’re practically begging to not be alone in this moment.

Would the guys be happy that you are pregnant? It made you wonder what would happen if you were really pregnant, it was too dangerous of a field to work in with a baby on your hands. Prostitution, drugs, crime. You having a baby would make you an easy target.

“Okay. I miss you.” You responded before hanging up the phone before cuddling up underneath your plush bedding yet again.

You wore some comfy black PJ shorts as well as a oversized shirt Takeomi gave you. You certainly didn’t look your best, but it was still pretty dang cute.

Ran arrived at your place and as he entered the room he found you underneath the bed covers sobbing. This situation was a flood of emotions.

“Come here, darling.” He gracefully lifted up the covers to cradle you in his arms. “You’ll be okay. Talk to me, yeah? We don’t know for sure if you are pregnant so how about we take a test tonight?” The man suggested as you nodded your head in agreement.

Your head was spinning as thoughts of overthinking filled your mind. “It’s just the potential of a baby being inside me right now is a little scary.” You gulped, it felt like there was a lump in your throat.

“I understand. I love you. I’ll call all the men and Mikey tonight to meet here and you can take a test, we will take it from there.”

“I love you too, okay.” Your watery eyes gazed into his charming orbs, before letting Ran make the call to the other guys that you might be pregnant and to come over to your place tonight while you take the test.

You were a priority to all of the men, so of course they’d come.

The door bell rang, as you walked over to the door from your kitchen Takeomi was the first to greet you. Followed by Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Kokonoi, Sanzu then Mikey himself.

Mikey was acting as stone cold as ever compared to the other men who were more vibrant and visibly excited for the potential of being a dad!

Sanzu was the one who got two pregnancy tests from different brands. “I sure hope I got the right thing.” He hissed under his breath, it was definitely Mikey who told Sanzu to go find some tests for you.

The men made themselves comfortable in your penthouse as some of them began to request drinks from your personal bartender as they took a seat on your couch.

Ran spent the day with you and he had managed to cheer you up enough with cuddles and affection, getting you dressed up in some sweat pants and a tight black camisole tank top, with your down.

You stood in front of all of your lovers as you took a deep breath “I’ll go take it now” you quivered as Takeomi stood up to follow you, grabbing the bag with the two pregnancy tests in them.

“I’ll go with her. We will be back in 15 minutes.” His voice was blunt.

Meanwhile the rest of the executives had decided to make their bets on if you were pregnant and if so, who the father was. Taking this as a time for ‘boys to be boys’ by bickering about who’s sperm was the weakest.

Takeomi followed you into the spacious bathroom with you, the scent of cigarettes lingered off of him as he was wearing some black basketball shorts and a black tee shirt, the scent of the tobacco colliding with his light undertones of cologne. “Why are you following me? Are you interested in watching me pee?” You asked quirking up an eyebrow with a smug expression as you shut the bathroom door.

He chuckled, “no, not really. I just figured I could at least lend you my support with me being here. I’ll look the other way while you take the test.”

“It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” You slyly replied.

You sighed a heavy breath, your heart rate began to go up, your legs felt shaky. Why were you so nervous? It wasn’t like you were unfit to be a mother, you felt ready in a few ways, you had multiple men to take care of you. You took the pregnancy test and read the instructions. Before taking the test out to pee on the test, that was the easy part.

Takeomi leaned against the back room counter glancing over as you took the test before reverting his eyes back to gazing at your bathroom counter, he was trying to be clam which he was. To him, it didn’t really matter if you were pregnant with his kid or not. He liked the sound of that idea. He was older than you, so he felt it was time to have some kids in his life.

You placed the two tests on the counter with a light thud after you flushed the toilet, then washed your hands. “15 minutes then we will find out.”

In the other room the rest of the Bonten executives were arguing.

“You think we can still have sex with her if she’s pregnant?” Sanzu popped the question.

Rindou grinned “yeah it’s safe. Not for you though with your fucked up kinks.”

“The fuck? If it’s safe, I don’t do anything malicious anyway you clown. BDSM is more common than you think. I want her whenever I can get her.” Sanzu darted back.

Koko snickered at the men as he shuffled a deck of cards, “we can hit up the casino tonight and do some gambling on who the father may be. I highly suspect our angel is pregnant. Besides, I think being a dad would be fun. (Name's) pussy sure is damn irresistible."

“It’s definitely me if someone had to be the dad, I doubt it would be fuckin’ Takeomi with his old dirty cock.” Rindou’s eyes sparkled in the low toned lightning as he playfully laughed.

Ran rolled eyes his at the pink haired man’s comments while swirling his drink around, the ice melting by now, the cold on his hands. “Right, and you were the one who was hired for snuff films and red room videos. You take things to another level, man.”

“Says you, sadistic fuck.” Sanzu sneered.

“Blah blah blah.” Rindou mocked Sanzu childishly.

Kakucho remained fairly quiet during this “debate” as he rolled his eyes, sipping on some rum and coke. “Here we go again.” He grunts under his breath.

“Stop bickering, men. (Name) is probably very anxious, don’t make this harder on her than it has to be. If she is pregnant…” Mikey started, the men glance up to see Mikey standing by one of the windows, looking out into the dark night — the rain starting to downpour again. Followed by thunder.

“If she is pregnant then what?” Koko asked pressing on.

“The baby’s safety is most important. It’s up to her what she wants and doesn’t want… She just can’t leave me.” He mumbled the last part to himself, practically inaudible to the others.

“How the hell would we even find out who the dad is?” Ran questioned, well, obviously nobody in the room knew.

Mikey paused as he raised an eyebrow, “we will figure that out at the doctor’s office if needed. I request, none of you treat her differently. We all did this to her so we must protect her with our lives.”

The 15 minutes had passed as the alarm on your phone went off, the seemingly bright and cheerful ringing felt more like a ring tone of horror in your current situation.

You were sitting on the edge of your bathtub then stood up and walked all the way to the other counter, you took a hold of Takeomi’s hand as your other hand reached to turn off the noisy alarm on your phone.

Now it was for the moment of truth, you turned over the two tests.

Those two red lines were as clear as day on each test, you were pregnant. There was no mistake.

“I-I’m pregnant.” Was all you could say in shock with a gasp, Takeomi’s protective instincts took over as he pulled you in for a hug. His chin resting on your head as he caressed your cheek with his hand.

“Congratulations, sweetie pie.” He too was overcome with emotions, the potential of being a father. He wanted nothing more than to protect and cherish you. He was at a genuine loss for words.

Hell, he did not even know if you wanted a kid yet. You were still so young.

“Ready to go out and tell em’? Get it off your chest. You know the guys all love you, we can make something work.” Takeomi’s raspy yet comforting voice spoke softly into your ear.

You didn’t know how to feel… How were you supposed to feel? Is this what you wanted? Was this fate?

You gave yourself a moment of internal pep-talk before opening the bathroom door to fiercely walk out and announce your pregnancy. Your eye’s met Manjiro’s as soon as you entered the living area. Takeomi following behind you.

As soon as you glanced around the room from Mikey, to Kaku, Koko, Rindou, Ran, Sanzu, back to Takeomi you began to sob uncontrollably as you realized; the father of your baby was in this room, looking back at you. The pregnancy test fell to the floor as you dropped down to your knees and began to cry, “I’m pregnant!” You sobbed loudly.

Mikey’s eyes lit up for a brief moment. It felt for even just a second that there was possibility for him to get a second chance at life. A life where Shinichiro didn’t leave him, where Draken and Emma were still by his side. All Mikey had ever wanted was a real shot at having a proper family. Those flashbacks and initial shock made his obsidian and stone cold eyes watery. This was now all thanks to you.

A few of the Bonten executives gasped in surprise, others clapped and cheered in excitement.

Mikey slowly walked over to your position on the floor, picking up the pregnancy test. It was indeed positive. Manjiro wrapped his arms around you. “My princess.” He whispers into your ear. Despite his slight warmth in his words, his presence was cold and dark.

The men in the room couldn’t believe it, all of the Bonten executives were flooded with new emotions that have never been felt before. Kakucho and Ran had a few teardrops fall down their silky soft cheeks. While the others were too hesitant to show their reactions based on your breakdown.

“(Name), this is an important question babydoll. Do you want to keep the baby? It is your choice and we will support whatever you want to do. Though I am hoping you’d like to carry one of our children.” Kokonoi spoke to you being careful not to say anything to upset you. “Right.” The other men in the room responding in agreement and nodding their heads.

Mikey embraced you in his arms, hoping you'd give him the answer he needed. You could never leave him, you'd be a useless bitch to leave such a wonderful man like him. Even if he was tainted.

It is true, if you did not want to pursue the pregnancy they would support your choice. You lived a risky life.

You thought for a moment. Lately, the idea of having children sounded fun. Buying baby clothes, diapers, bottles, making the perfect nursery for your baby sounded wonderful. You wanted to bring a baby into the world, to give them a good life and let them explore all the joys and adventures life has. A little version of you to adore and cherish. You wanted the baby.

You looked up from the floor, tears streaming down your red face that stopped momentarily while your nose was runny. “I want to have the baby, I’m sorry. It’s just I didn’t really expect this to happen so soon.” You softly spoke with a small crack in your voice. “I just didn’t want you guys to leave me.”

"I knew you'd come around." Mikey replied before standing back up, hands in his pockets of his black skinny jeans.

“Aw, sweetheart. It’s okay.” Takeomi cooed as he leaned down beside you to wipe your tears, grabbing some Kleenex out of his pocket to wipe your nose. “C’mere darlin’” he spoke as he lifts you off from the ground and carried you to the couch, sitting you on his lap, your small hand being held by his larger and warm hand as you came down from your dramatic crying show.

“We’d never leave you, you know that, doll.” Kaku praised.

“The difficult part is, we have no idea which one of you is the father. We’d have to get a paternity DNA test.” You said as you bit down on your lower lip.

“We need you to see a doctor as soon as possible, I’ll send you to one I trust tomorrow.” Mikey’s voice broke the awkward silence. You could tell, he was pleased in your choice of keeping the baby. It felt like he was finally getting some luck.

“Thank you Mikey. I guess I can’t help but wonder who the dad is and if I’ll be having a little boy or girl.” You softly smiled.

“I’d love to have a daughter.” Koko smiled looking at you “she’d be as beautiful as you.”

Sanzu chuckled “I sure hope it’s my kid.”

“As long as the baby is mine I’ll have a child to raise to be even more financially successful than I was at a young age.” Koko responded. Of course, each man here who had potential to be the father would carry amazing opportunities for your child to have.

“It would just be nice to have a child in general. I’d love to be a father if I’m being honest.” You looked up to meet eyes with the graceful Kakucho. It made you think of how loving a father the man would be.

Ran smiled, “well ya know, I also can’t help but sincerely hope for the dad to be me. Whatever the gender may be, I just want a healthy baby for you.”

“I’m so proud of you (Name), for carrying our child.” Rindou wiped his eyes from the tears.

"This is some sappy bullshit, chill out." Sanzu snapped at Rindou.

The hard part of the night was now over, you finished your conversation with the men about getting ideas for a nursery. You had discussed about how two Bonten members will be staying with you at all times, Ran and Sanzu this week. It was mainly a safety precaution. Kokonoi and the rest of the guys headed out to the casino to gamble and make bets on who the father was.

You decided to stay home and spend the night with Sanzu and Ran in your penthouse. You had a long and emotionally draining day, so naturally the right thing for Sanzu to do was request the chief to cook steaks for you three, as well as some bruschetta on the side and a brownie for dessert. The evening was as pleasant as it could have gone for you, even being spoiled with a bubble bath with both Sanzu and Ran with you in your large bathtub with jets built in.

You made sure you had it your way entirely with bath salts, bubbles and a sweet scented, pink bathbomb.

It was now the following day...

A few of the executives had some business to tend to so Ran decided to escort you to your doctors appointment for the baby, it was only the first appointment so the other members planned on attending the next appointment. He was given strict orders by Mikey to take you to a specialist — one of the best doctors within the Roppongi district and within all of Japan.

Whatever Mikey wants, Mikey gets.

Luckily your morning sickness wasn’t so bad today which you were thankful for. For the first time in two weeks you finally were able to get out of bed and put some makeup on. You put on a (favorite color) sundress, some sandals and left your hair down. You looked adorable.

You took the elevator downstairs from your penthouse all the way to the lobby to meet Ran, who was dressed in a white dress shirt and black dress pants with matching designer shoes.

“There’s my girl.” He greeted you as the doors opened and he hugged you, wrapping your arms around him in return. “You look very pretty, is that a new perfume?” He asked as he inhaled your scent in.

“It’s just the new Givenchy one you gave me.” You giggled with a small smile as you went on your tippy toes to kiss his lips.

“Good girl. You ready to go?” You nodded your head as you followed him out where a car was waiting for you two. Ran opened the door for you as you entered the back seat, before he went around to the other end of the car to enter and sit beside you.

Once your chauffeur had driven you all the way to a large and tall white building, Ran got out first as he came to your side to open the door and help you out.

You both entered the building before taking an elevator up to the 12th floor. The woman at the receptionist desk greeted you with a kind smile. “Ms. (Last Name)?” She asked and you nodded your head, “please come with me.” You nodded your head as you followed the woman to a vacant room as you sat down on the parchment paper covered medical bed while Ran sat on a chair beside the bed.

You waited for approximately two minutes before there was knocking at the door.

A doctor came in and she asked you to take another pregnancy test to confirm the pregnancy, unshockingly which came back as positive, as well as taking measurements of your height and weight before asking questions about your symptoms.

“Are you the father?” The doctor kindly asked Ran and he paused unsure of how to respond.

“There is potential of other men possibly being the father.” He confessed which you embarrassedly turned red.

“I see” the medical professional said, “are you in contact with the potential fathers? We will have to do some testing later on in the pregnancy for a DNA test. Don’t worry, we do not judge here.”

You nodded your head “yes we are in contact, it’s the possibility of 7 men being the father… so it’s a lot.” You gave a nervous chuckle as you glanced around the room.

It was very sleek and clean inside, no wonder Mikey sent you here. It had some of the best medical equipment in the whole country, quiet and no lines either, a great doctor’s office for the filthy rich in Japan. There was only the sound of a ceiling fan in the back room, no loud or noisy sounds that you’d usually get an average medical clinic.

“Congratulations you two! It looks like you are around 4 almost 5 weeks pregnant! Here is a list of foods to avoid eating, I will send you a few prescriptions of women’s vitiams for pregnancy and any other supplements you may need. Please come back for a monthly check up next month and we will take a look at ultra sounds! Then we can discuss finding out who the father is of your baby Ms. (Last Name).”

You and the taller Haitani brother smiled, thanking the doctor as you got off from the medical bed. Once picking up from papers from the front desk and booking the next appointment you two made your way home.

“Are you excited to be a mommy? My sexy girl.” Ran devilishly smirked.

“Mhm, I am. Are you excited to be a daddy?” You giggled as you straddled his lap.

Sanzu turned his head to face you two, licking his lips in hunger as he watched your figure on the bigger male's.

"Pretty lil thing, aren't ya?" Sanzu cooed.

His eyes trailed down your body, looking at how pretty you looked in your sundress you had on from earlier. His thoughts running wild about your belly swelling up, your breasts growing, the pregnancy glow was already starting to hit you. He just desired you even more. You couldn’t help but let out a whine just from his eyes on you.

"Just cannot fuckin' wait to see how pretty she looks with a baby bump. We did a good job at breeding that fertile hole." Sanzu chimes.

Ran used his thumb to make you look up into his eyes as he kissed you, forcefully pressing his lips onto yours as his tongue entered your mouth — colliding your tongue with his as you embraced him.

“Master” you let out softly. Those hormones were hitting you, needing to be touched by Ran.

“Hm? Use your words and speak properly.” Ran spoke, you pulled down on his tie.

“Please master, you make me horny. So fuckin’ needy for your seed again.” Your fragile voice begged.

The purple haired man's hands slid up your skirt, rubbing against your tummy as he caressed your hips and itty, bitty waist. He looked so fucking sexy, his purple suit that only enhanced every bit of his masculine aura, it put you into a dreamy state of craving his cock even more.

You wanted his baby so badly.

"N I just wanna see what's between those legs again." Sanzu watched your eyes gaze into his.

“Need master to eat your out? How badly does your pussy need me?” He loved to tease you.

Goddamn, the thought of being eaten out right now sounds incredible. Your mouth was practically watering at the thought of Ran’s head in between your legs.

Your phone rang, the buzzing was vibrating against your coffee table as you rolled your eyes in annoyance. What a fuckin’ buzz kill. “Ugh!” You groan out as Ran chuckled.

You saw the screen and saw it was Mikey calling.

“You better take that. You know how he gets pissed when you do not pick up.” The pink haired man informed you as he pointed to the buzzing cell phone.

You got up off of his lap as you reached to pick up the phone off the coffee table. “Hi Mikey. What’s up?” You asked through the phone raising it to your ear.

“(Name), come see me right now at the usual casino I go to. I need to see you. I’d like to talk about things.” His voice leaving no hints about what he wanted, yet it seemed like it was going to be a talk about your baby.

You paused “I’m with Ran and Sanzu. Can they come?”

“Sanzu will take you to me. I’ve sent the driver to come get you. Come now. Tell Ran I sent him a new email about a client wanting a hitman.” His voice was stone cold, you hung up the phone before he could say anything else.

Ran gave a slightly annoyed look as he could tell by your expression you weren’t happy. “So, what did the boss want?” He huffed as he leaned back against the couch.

“He wants me to meet him at the casino to ‘discuss things’, he already sent the chauffeur to come get me. He doesn’t want you to come, he told me to tell you to check your emails, Sanzu is supposed to take me,” You frowned furrowing your eyebrows.

"Come on! Be happy to be with me, or are you too scared?" Sanzu teased.

"We will continue this later when you come back home. I will escort you to the car." Ran offered as you wondered why Mikey had taken such an interest in speaking to you one on one now, which was different than usual.

Though Mikey felt some relief in trapping you to stay with him so your thoughts would never dare travel to leaving this lavish life style he gave you, he did not feel much emotion towards the child or you. Or so it felt.

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A/N: Sorry if my portrayal on y/n taking a pregnancy test isn’t 100% accurate, I have never needed to take a pregnancy test yet, so I don’t know for sure haha! I did not want to make this chapter 14k words again so it is a bit shorter so I can add some dirty nsfw next chapter!

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