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kyluff · 10 months ago

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— ↺ Baby Daddies

✎ gojo + geto + nanami + toji + choso x reader !

✦ summary ➠ some jjk men finding out they are going to be a daddy.

✦ warnings ➠ pregnancy (duh), swearing, mentions of sex

✦ note ➠ Also ps the gojo one is kinda cringe ngl but whatever kinda cute, my fave is the Nanami one I think.

✪ Satoru Gojo

— Gojo had been lounging around on your shared bed the whole day. It was one of his odd days off, so he chose to spend it being lazy.

As he was living carefree and innocently, you had just found out you were pregnant. Not that this should be a surprise.

Sure, your period being very late and the puking in the morning should’ve been enough of a sign that you were pregnant. But you didn’t actually think you were pregnant, pregnant.

But that was the reality you faced now in the bathroom of your master bedroom. You knew you couldn’t hide anything from your frost haired boyfriend for too long, so mays well fess up about it quickly.

You took the positive stick with you as you made your way to the room that was connected and that held Gojo. You weren’t too scared to tell him, because he always made it annoyingly obvious to you that he wanted a baby with you. Every minute he got he would make a comment about how nice it would be to have a child running around, how cute you’d look with your stomach swollen, how tiny baby clothes were and he told you how he envisioned his future child in them.

So no, you didn’t feel much fear. As for you thoughts on the predicament, you also had wanted a kid. Though you didn’t make your opinion as aware as he did, you still wanted to have one some day, and that day was this one it seemed.

You waltzed up to him, throwing the stick onto his exposed chest. “Looks like you got what you wanted.”

He threw a confused look your way. “Huh?” He let out the sound, but it died out as he held the object thrown at him and saw what it actually was. “You’re pregnant?!”

You only nodded, readying yourself for whatever celebration that was going to happen soon. Just as you expected, he sprung up and attached onto you to bring you down onto the bed with him.

“Yes! Yes! This is perfect. Thank you,” He planted so many quick kissed onto you face that they interrupted his sentence formation. “Thank you, thank you.”

“You should thank yourself for this, you are the one who always chooses to come inside.” You remarked jokingly, also wrapping your arms around him.

✪ Suguru Geto

— You sat nervously on the bed that was wrapped in white, thin paper to ensure it was clean for any patient that had to use it. And that patient was you. You gripped your husbands hand harder, looking to find comfort in his eyes.

“Hey, it’s going to be alright.” He smiled and brought your hand to his lips to press a kiss to the back of it. “We get so see her this time, isn’t that exciting?”

He used ‘her’ to refer to the growing babe in your stomach, but you didn’t truly know the sex of them just yet. He just hoped for a baby girl, hence the use of the pronoun.

Today was your first official appointment at the doctors that you would actually see your baby. You were both feeling so many emotions right now. You were both excited as well as frightened at the same time. You would be able to see your bundle of joy, but there was also a possibility of the fetus having something wrong with them, like a illness.

The door opened and your doctor entered. “Hello, I’ll be helping you for today. My name is D/n, pleasure to meet you.” She thrusted her hand towards your husband, then you as well.

“To begin, we’re just going to start with you Miss mommy. We will perform some basic health checks, your levels and such. How does that sound?” She was very sweet, always making sure to ask if you were ok to proceed.

“Sounds perfect.” Your husband responded for you politely. You added in a nod too.

“Now, let’s move on to what you’ve both been waiting for.” After your procedure was done, it was time for your baby’s turn. “I’m going to perform a ultrasound, you’ll be able to literally see your baby through this! All parents are overjoyed about their first ultrasound.”

“I’d say I’m more anxious, actually.” You muttered, you didn’t want to be a killjoy but how could you not? There was a big step between knowing you’re pregnant and watching your belly grow and actually seeing your baby.

“And that is completely normal! Many say the same too, if you are worried then that is just a sign you are going to be a caring mother.” She had a perfect response for everything. She must’ve been use to all of this already. “Now, I will warn you that the gel is quite cold, but that’s the worst that’s going to happen for this step.”

“Before I start, I ask all my patients if they would like to know the gender.” You both would definitely like to know, since Geto was so keen on it being a little girl.

“Yes please, my husband wants it to be a girl you see.” You informed D/n.

“And as for you? What would you like the gender to be?” She asked you this time.

“My wife doesn’t care much either way. She almost always corrects me when I say our baby is a girl.” Geto sent a look of admiration your way. Everyone took a moment to chuckle, once the moment was over you decided it was time to get it over with.

“Let’s do this, then.” You let it out as a breath. “You ready, Suguru?”

“Not really, are you?” He was joking, half joking at least.

“Not at all.” You responded, letting the man kiss your hand again.

The professional spread the gel all over the surface of your rounded stomach. Once it was to her liking, she turned on the machine and grabbed the device that had the sensor on the end of it. “Let’s see your baby!”

Except it wasn’t just a ‘baby’ the correct term would be ‘babies’ because there’s was two. “Oh, how lovely, you will be having twins it seems.”

Twins? You thought, what would Suguru think about this. So you tilted your head to your husband that was eagerly sitting beside you on his chair. He was in his own world, not noticing you were even looking at him. He eyes were stuck on the screen that showcased the little white and grey blurbs that were your babies.

“And it seems your husband was right about the gender, they’re both healthy, baby girls!” She cheered, continuously moving the wand around your stomach to get new angles.

“You see, I was right!” He pointed out, shimmying closer to your body that was laying down still.

“How do you feel about finding out it’s twins?” You couldn’t help but ask him, anticipating his response.

“I feel that whatever those results would have shown, I would still love you just the same.” He hummed, bringing his hand to your face and brushing your hair out of your face to lay a kiss on your forehead. “I might even love you more.”

✪ Kento Nanami

— Nanami had been at the grocery store, he had to purchase a long list of things. The list contained many things like milk, batteries, lettuce, a pregnancy test or two. Normal things.

Except, this was not normal of course. Nanami especially did not feel normal as of right now, he felt on edge ever since he received the text from you to add a pregnancy test to the grocery list. His phone almost fell right out of his hands at the store when he read it.

And now he was home finally.

You heard his car pull up earlier, so you were already there to meet him at the door once he came through. There was a awkward pause when he laid eyes on you. You didn’t know what to do, you just texted him out of the blue that you needed a pregnancy test. That could only mean one thing, that you were pregnant, or at least there was a possibility of it.

He dropped the bags that he held at the door way of your house where he stood. He quickly sped walk towards you, slightly leaning down to match your height. He brought his hands up to cup your face, he didn’t do anything now, just stare into your eyes. You looked into each others soul, relishing in this intimate moment together.

“You think you’re pregnant?” He asked in a soft voice as not to ruin the moment. You sighed but nodded still.

At this, he closed the gap between your lips and left a intense kiss on them. He pulled back but not too far, wanting to stay as close as he could to you right now.

“Alright.” Is what he said before he left you to return to the previously held bags. He searched through them to find the box that held the stick you needed.

He came back to where you still stood, placing the said box in one of your hands and taking the other in his to hold. “Let’s go the washroom, together.”

You nodded again, following the man that held your hand now. Together, you thought. That single word made you feel warm, it made you feel not so alone in this whole situation.

He opened the door that lead to your bathroom, stilling and letting you in so you could pee on the test in privacy. But you didn’t want that. “Can you stay?” You waited a moment. “Please?”

“Of course.” He kissed you cheek. You sat on the toilet, taking time to just stare at the unopened test before you. Nanami picked up on this, gently taking the box out of your hands and opening the package himself. He gave it back to you now, he hoped that this would send a message to you, that he was there for you no matter what.

You did your thing, peeing on the stick finally. You pulled it back up from underneath you, looking up at Nanami again. “Now we just wait, I guess.”

And wait you did, anxiously to say the least. You had now changed positions. You sat on the counter of the sink, in between your boyfriends legs while he stood. He had been spitting encouraging and comforting words while also rubbing soothing circles on your legs and back. Anything to pass the time and bring you consolation.

The amount of time that was needed had passed. Now it was time to look at the results.

You went to grab the stick but before you could, Nanami grabbed your hand to halt you. “I want you to know that now matter what it says, I’ll still love and support you, ok?”

“Ok.” You smiled up at the blonde, he always knew how to calm you down. He then let go of you so that you could continue with your pursuit of finding out the results.

You flipped the stick over and there it was, two lines that meant you were pregnant. You let a shaky breath out, not sure how to react to this. You looked at Nanami to see how he was handling this, fairly well it seemed. He had a small smile on his face and his eyes looked almost watery.

He took the test away from you, tracing the two lines that went downwards on the tiny screen. He dropped the stick back onto the surface, wrapping his hands around the back of your neck to bring you in for a big, celebratory kiss.

“I am honoured to be able to have a child with you, Y/n.”

✪ Toji Fushiguro

— The black haired man let out a yawn as he rested his feet on the row of benches in front of him. He had his arms stretched across the seats on either side of him too, completely relaxed in his current state. He was watching the boat race today.

This was his favourite hobby by far, he could just laze around the stadium all day and possibly win some money, though he seemed to have bad luck and lose most of it. He didn’t care though, because gambling put him in a good mood, nothing could bring him down. Then his annoying phone ringer went off, signalling someone was calling you. Now that, that could bring him down.

The race was set to start soon, any minute now even. He pulled the phone out of his pocket, your contact lit up the screen. He sighed, there was two minutes left until the boats started racing, he could spare one call with you.

“What, woman?” He drawled out with annoyance evident in his voice. Could you have called at a worse time? He thought internally.

“Get home, now.” Is all he heard on his side of the line before the call was ended by you. Who does she think she is, hanging up on me like that? And only saying three words! Even though he protested in his mind, he got up none the less and made his way to your shared apartment.

After you had ended that call, you immediately felt a wave of anxiety wash through your body. You were in the bathroom on the toilet, positive pregnancy test in hand.

You shouldn’t be surprised really, ever since the two of you started this relationship Toji insisted on having sex without a condom. Now you were forced to face the consequences to your actions, well Toji’s actions really.

You stood up, deciding you should get ready for your boyfriends arrival.

Once Toji arrived, he was met with your figure sitting at the kitchen table. You had your elbows rested on the surface and your hands covering your head. You looked distressed.

He walked up to you, kicking the chair leg you sat on. “What’s up with you? The race was just about to start too and then you had to go and call me all the way over here.”

You didn’t respond verbally, only pulling out a little stick and slamming it on the table in front of him.

He raised an eyebrow, picking the unknown object up and inspecting it. Oh shit, he thought. And that’s what he said out loud too. “Oh shit.”

“Oh shit? That’s all you have to say, really?!” You were starting to get angry now, what kind of response is that to such important news.

“What do you want me to say?” He asked, this was a genuine question. He wanted to know what you wished for as a response, did you want to keep it? Or didn’t you? He needed to know.

“I want you to say,” You breathed in. “I want you to say you’re happy, to say you’re happy to have a baby with me.” You whispered.

He wasn’t the best with sharing his emotions, you know this, but he showed it now in his own way. He dropped down to his knees in front of your chair, grabbing each of your hands and bringing them to his lips.

“I wanna have a baby with you.” He mumbled against your hands and kissed them.

✪ Choso Kamo

— Choso sat on the couch while watching the tv play in the living room. The two of you had cooked up some breakfast, it was early in the morning, but it was the weekend so you both could just relax and spend time doing what you want.

You were doing your morning routine in the bathroom, or at least that’s what Choso was told you were up to. Instead, you were nervously awaiting for the results of the second pregnancy test you had used. The first one was positive, so if this one was too, then it had to mean you were pregnant for sure.

You knew Choso had wanted a child ever since you met, he had told you almost every time you fucked. But for some reason, you still felt scared for his reaction once you told him.

Choso, finished his breakfast by now, had begun to feel worried. You have been in there for quite some time now, too long for your usual routine, and he knew how long you usually took. He had witnessed it almost every morning for the past two years. Plus he had to use the bathroom anyway, so he decided to go to you.

He placed his bowl in the sink, wiped his hands and went to go see what was taking you so long. Once he reached the door, he knocked on it. “Hey, Y/n. Everything alright in there?”

Your heart stopped, the white sticks almost dropping from your hands. “Uhm, ya! Almost done!”

“Can I come in, I have to pee really bad.” He giggled, gripping the doorframe in an attempt to hold his piss in.

You let a breath out, trying to ground yourself. This is Chose we’re talking about, he’s wanted a baby forever, and he loves you. He’ll be ok with it, you told your self. You threw one of the tests in the garbage and kept the other, holding it behind your back.

“Sorry, I lost track of time.” You said as you opened the door, allowing your boyfriend to come in.

“It’s fine.” He rushed past you, not without laying a kiss on your cheek though. He placed himself in front of the toilet, ready to unzip his pants, but stopped as he looked your way. You looked suspicious, you were standing by the sink and staring at him. The most interesting fact was that you had your hands behind your back, like you were hiding something.

He stopped in his tracks and came closer to you. “What you got back there?”

“This.” You said when you shoved the test into his chest. You had a smile on even though you were afraid, but you knew Choso would be excited. “You’re going to be a daddy, Choso.”

He brought the stick to his face, he was surprised to say the least, but a good kind of surprise. He had wanted this with you for a long time.

He grabbed you, picking you up and flinging you around in celebration. “I’m going to be a dad!” He laughed out.

“And I’m going to be a mom!” You laughed along with him. Placing kisses all over each other’s faces.

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glaxelilly · 1 year ago

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Nsfw headcannons for welt, loucha and svarog(seperetly) but the fem reader is a inexperienced virgin? Sub reader pls

Maybe it’s their wedding night

I decided to make it a multi😭😭

How they would treat virginfem!reader on their wedding night — Welt, Luocha, Svarog

Welt Yang

You told him from the beginning that you were a virgin not wanting it to be a problem

When you told him he kissed you and said that he wanted to wait until he got to marry you until he got to be with you completely

So that’s what the two of you did

And when he finally gave you his last name and made you the happiest woman ever

That same night he made you his in the only way that was left

Welt was gentle and sweet, making sure you felt comfortable and good the whole time

He almost lost it though when he first slid inside of you, but he quickly came back to himself when you hissed in pain

When you guys were done, he made sure to clean you up with care before himself

And then he would down next to you, pulling you close and asking you questions about it, making sure you liked it

Luocha

You don’t tell him you’re a virgin for awhile

It actually comes out in a panic during a heated make-out session

He asks you why you didn’t tell him earlier and you confess it was because you were nervous about him teasing you

And that is what he teases you about

He tells you that he can wait until you’re ready, that there’s no rush and he just wants you to be comfortable

You smile and tell him how, since you’ve waited this long, you kinda want to wait until your married, do the whole cliche

He tells you if that’s what you want then that’s what you’ll get

And when the two of you get married he keeps his promise

He keeps it well

Luocha shows you all the pleasures you’ve never had, multiple times

He kisses and touches you everywhere, eats you out and fingers you until you can’t take it anymore, and then fucks into you with so much love and care it brings tears to your eyes

You pass out almost immediately when he’s finally done with you, and when you wake up you’re clean and wrapped up in his arms

Right where you belong

Svarog

In the beginning of the relationship he tells you he wants to wait to be with you intimately until the two of you are married

You just happen to be a virgin

He tells you it’s because he saw in his database that it was a human tradition to show your partner that you were serious about being with them

That made you chuckle but you nodded and told him that you could wait till you were married to have sex with him

And you couldn’t help the random blushes that would appear all throughout your wedding day, knowing what was going to happen that night

Svarog used his database, scanning tool, and the sounds you made to guide him through pleasuring you

The robot was meticulous, making you cum over and over again, watching you closely and storing the memories/recordings of your pleasured face away for “future analysis”

He also makes a point to praise you the whole time

Telling you how good you are and how much you’re helping with his research

The last part makes you laugh around another gasp

Before he’s even done he’s searching for aftercare techniques

He quickly cleans you up and then runs you a bath, gently setting you inside the tub, before helping you wash up

You’re once again thankful for his advance technology

I hope you liked it!!! Ngl I was a little nervous because of how new these characters are to me and how little I know about them and their personalities so if they are ooc I’m really sorry😔

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cryptidofthekeys · 2 years ago

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The Devil Butcher

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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His claws digging into their sleeves and piercing through their flesh which they cried out at, he then began dragging them to where the exit was but then walked over and slammed them down onto the table where a meat slicer sat, he then switched it on and their thrashing becoming increasingly more violent.

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

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

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

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

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He then surprisingly enough let them go, they shot up from the table and clutched at their bleeding wound where their hand used to be, still screaming and crying, looking absolutely mortified by the sight of their own missing hand.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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…Even if you had gone out there, you had nothing to defend yourself with, this guy was massive and clearly stronger than all of you had been, but did that make you feel any better even thinking that? No, you still felt terribly guilty.

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You regretted going through with that damned party, you should have just told your friends that it was off, that you all needed to just cancel it, you shouldn’t have given in so easily, you should have tried to argue, but you didn’t, and now… Now…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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outrunningthedark · 4 days ago

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I love thinking about Dom's future! Personally I really hope he isn't with Liv when his honest career progression occurs, especially as a babyface. I think it would be disingenuous to reward them together for cheating their way to wins, and also feel forced inserting Liv into the history Rey has with his son. Personally I hope either Liv or Dom betray each other, don't mind who, but in the long run I want the true face turn for Dom to just revolve around him, Rey and Dragon Lee. Dom feeling insecure about Dragon Lee having so much time and mentorship, something Dom himself lost when betraying his Dad and also when betraying Rhea who mentored him in ways Liv hasn't and can't. In the future, Rey's retirement will play such a big part in Dom's future but until then I'd love for him to slowly have to learn from his mistakes and to stand on his own two feet so he is strong and slow built for that time with Rey. The arc that could occur with Dom and Rey learning to forgive each other would be incredible and I don't think a woman needs to be part of that.

First, this isn't @ you or anyone specific because I realize it's a sentiment shared by many, many people, but the...aversion to keeping a couple together long term continues to perplex me, ngl. Whether someone stays rooting for Rhea and Dom or LivDom or even Jhea...I watched those late '90s and early '00s shows in real time, so having Triple H callback to that era with onscreen relationships is just...well, yeah, that's what he knows. It's literally how he ended up married, lol. (And tbh? He's kinda doing the wrestlers a favor by *not* bringing real life dynamics into it. You're not risking two wrestlers struggling to talk to each other anymore when they're not actually mixing their professional and personal lives like we've seen in years past.) HOWEVER. My personal feelings aside, I agree with your thoughts/expectations. I think it's LIKELY that Dom will have to end up on his own, with no one to turn to, for him to finally understand that his father was the one who had his back all along. I also co-sign the idea that Dom as a heel is largely dependent on how much longer Rey wants to do this, because I think we're all in agreement that Dom would probably turn face leading up to Rey's retirement to signify the "passing of the torch". The problem is that none of us know when that day will be. I wouldn't even bet that Rey knows now that he's been given new life through medical advancements. Not that we *want* Rey tor retire, but if we had some clue as to when he might be ready to call it quits we could anticipate a timeline of events, ie "Something big is obviously gonna happen at this year's Wrestlemania". So until the most important decision is made behind the scenes, until it's actually time for Dom to make amends, he's...stuck playing this character. Like I said yesterday, it's done wonders for him from a notoriety standpoint, but it also hasn't really helped him climb the ranks of the company when his betrayal was immediately tied to a faction and continues to be even after he chose Liv at Summerslam. That's why I wouldn't mind seeing what LivDom could be on their own without the rest of The Judgment Day because they wouldn't have anyone in their corners except each other and it would actually make them work harder/test their commitment. LivDom can still split up just by letting their egos get in the way, y'no? But! I understand the story, and I understand that LivDom being a serious "relationship" is probably not what we'll be seeing this time next year, so I'm just gonna enjoy their unexpected connection - I really do love their friendship - while I can. :)

#anonymous #tina speaks #sometimes i talk wrestling

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madschiavelique · 2 years ago

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A Crown Of Ink : chapter 4 - Five of Wands

masterlist : 1 — 2 — 3— 4 word count : 5,5k

mentions of : nothing that I know of (if you do find some elements that might be triggering please don't hesistate to tell me so that I can add it)

summary : You've always been an excellent in student in the Academy, getting the best results and always being first in every class. But it all changes as soon as you see your name in the second place, the first being occupied by a certain Viktor.

"Rivals? Yes, rivals, so be it, that is what you will be."

some extra information on this : she/her reader, academic rivals to lovers/enemies to lovers, reader is really competitive and wants to be first at everything, Tarot themed fanfiction with guidelines, slow burn

author's note : hi besties, hope you're having a wonderful day/night/moment. kinda disappeared from the writing realm for a while ngl but life happened a LOT sooo i wasn't very present and i'm sorry. but here i give u some content and some kisses <3 (literally did not re-read this hdfqfdsv i'm tired i got uni tomorrow so there might be some orthograph mistakes I'M SO SORRY) (also my native language is not English so you might find some grammar mistakes - sorry about that)

tag list : @wincestisasincest @doctorho

Your week had been as thorny and bristling with problems as a porcupine. Your schedule had been given to you a while before, and you'd considered math an illegal subject on a Monday since your first day. If only math had been your only problem... From the first class you had with Viktor, you knew that the competition would be tough. Every time the teacher asked a question, you could expect that among the hands raised was not only your own, but also his.

And even when the forest of hands buried itself in the ground like falling leaves in autumn when a too complex question was faced, his persisted as a yellow hyacinth like his eyes, ready for the challenge. Not being able to tolerate that the latter overtake you even more, you tried in turn to participate more in class to the great happiness of all the professors who were apparently impatiently waiting for the lessons where you and the skeleton were present. One would answer a question posed by the teacher, the other would be quizzed afterwards, and the hand-raising ping-pong would be timed to whoever raised their hand the fastest. You'd heard that students were starting to keep track of how many times you two were involved, and that the teachers were probably in on it. And for good reason, the teachers obviously liked this Viktor who was bringing more participation, who seemed regular in his assignments and who was pleasant in class. In short, the perfect student.

And the truth is, if you were ever wrong, you suddenly felt as stupid as an inside-handled suitcase. At least you felt a little less stupid about your cards. You had learned many things about them, from the meaning of the colors, to the gender of the person on the cards, to trying to find connections between the elements on them. Sometimes you asked Sélène for advice, she knew much more about this art than you did, although you didn't visit her often because of your school work. You still managed from time to time to cross her in the corridors between two classes. You had been able to talk to her more during your first astronomy class, which in your eyes included basics that you knew only too well. The end of your days were going on as usual. You'd come home, neaten up your day's notes, start making revision sheets, then chat with Sky. She had quickly adjusted to life in Piltover, learning the customs, becoming familiar with the studies and the people. At first, making friends seemed like a complex thing for her to do, you almost feared that she would get hung up on you just by the fact that you were her room-mate and the only person she knew. Fortunately, for both you and her, the options she took on her side were not the same as yours, which allowed her to meet other students and make friends.

"I don't understand why you have such a hard time with Viktor." Sky sighed. You were at your shuttle stop, the mornings were getting cooler and cooler and the early morning sky was lazily letting the blue blanket of night languish, dreading the moment when the sun should truly rise and the quiet of the evening should give way to the life of the day. Today was the first day of the week, and this morning was the famous field trip organized by the teachers to the Museum of the History of Revolutionary Inventions. The professors had insisted that the students invited to this outing should meet in front of the Academy, to avoid anyone with a doubtful sense of direction from getting lost. Viktor, a being equivalent to a human compass always pointing in an impossible direction, would probably have ended up at the exact opposite end of the museum if his sense of direction was faulty enough to get lost in a hallway with no change in direction. "Hmm?" You ask, not fully hearing her question as you both climb into the vehicle. "Why so much animosity towards Viktor?" People were abusing that name a little too much for your taste since it had entered their vocabulary only a week ago. "I don't know..." you didn't really dare to say out loud that you hated him for the simple fact that he was ahead of you in the ranking of students and that number 1 was now him and not you, so you came up with a kind of half-thought lie, "I find him haughty." "haughty?" Sky repeats, surprised, "I've never seen him in that light before."

Of course, no one saw it that way. It was always "Viktor solved Professor Panvos' equation so quickly, he's so impressive", or "Did you see how Viktor corrected the arithmetic teacher the other day? He is so smart" and even "The joke he told the other day was so funny, the whole class laughed for at least two minutes". Viktor here, Viktor there, Viktor the smart one, Viktor the amazing one, Viktor, Viktor, Viktor. If math hadn't already made you hate certain letters of the alphabet and put them in exercises, his name would be enough to make you hate those six poor letters. "And that's it?" "What do you mean?" "Is that the only reason you can't stand him?" Maybe it was time you revealed to Sky the fact that the mere number 2 horrified you and that being considered so by your school system might give you enough valid reasons to hate Viktor. And you would have told her, but at the time two things would have disturbed your explanation: first, you were on the morning shuttle bus to the Academy, which meant that other eavesdroppers might linger a little too close to your discussion. And second, one of Sky's new friends had just approached to greet her. What was her name again?

"Hey Orcelyia." Ah, yes there you go, Orcelyia. Very nice, at least from what you knew of her. "Nice little trip to the museum," she smiled, "if only the Academy offered this kind of program more often." You didn't really know how you felt about this visit, whether you would actually learn something interesting from it, or whether you would regret going when you could have studied more. "Isn't this kind of activity a recurring thing?" asks Sky. "A field trip? Doing it more often would be like giving them a nervous breakdown. The counselors are apparently far more interested in maintaining their finances and increasing their profits than sending their students to learn in ways other than reading." Apparently she was taking a business or finance related option. It seems to be a pretty practical option if you want to sell your inventions, but you just never got into it. She did seem to know a lot about the financial side of Piltover, as the rest of the way she had blurted out a lot of information about how Piltover's money came in and out. "I haven't ventured any further into Zaun's treasury functioning, but it looks much less sophisticated than Piltover's." Sophisticated is indeed a term that does not fit Zaun's financial models. The corresponding words would be closer to "random," "barter" or " tricky". Just imagining how finance works in Zaun is extremely complex. One neighborhood will have a totally different tariff from the next, one street will use one currency and the one next to it will use another. It is not the law of the richest, but of the one who has the most to offer.

A small group of students was already gathered in front of the golden gates of the Academy. The shuttle you had just gotten off of was the last one before roll call was made, which would allow enough time for the small town train to arrive. "Where are Jayce and Viktor?" Not really having the reflex to care about the presence of either of them, you started to glance over the small crowd. There was no sign of the tall naive man and the vicious gnome in sight. "Let's hope for them that they won't be late," you said without any real interest. You sometimes wondered about the origins of the meeting between Jayce and Viktor. What could have brought them together? Was it a previous meeting about the Academy? Were they childhood friends? Not possible, Zaun's children don't mix with those from above. So why? How? "Come near, come near, let everyone be properly counted." Calls Heimerdinger. As his high pitched voice begins the call and the students respond, you find yourself watching in the distance, waiting any moment for the one built like a tank and a broomstick to cross the horizon. But the call is finished, and still no sign. It's almost a relief that you don't have to see the man-whose-first-name-starts-with-a-V for the morning. The relief wears off soon enough, though, when, as you climb into one of the last cars in the back that had miraculously - and to your delight - remained empty, you see Jayce out of breath, followed by his colleague in the same state. They go first to the locomotive where Heimerdinger and the second teacher, Mrs. Agrane, are, to indicate their presence. You sigh, the train is made of five cars with four seats each, and as yours is the last one where there are still seats, the two latecomers don't hesitate a single second more before coming towards you. They took their seats, both facing you in the car as the train started its journey. This little city train was usually reserved for tourism, quite practical to entice customers and let them see lots of little shops that could please them and make them come back to buy souvenirs and other trinkets that were sold for way too much money. But hey, it's Piltover, somehow it has to stay golden. You look at them, they're catching their breath, they look like they just ran a marathon. Both pair their eyes with dark circles under them, did they even sleep last night to look like ghosts? Probably not.

"The alarm didn't ring," Jayce warned, raising his hand above him to soften the morning sun that bathed him all in an orange light as if he were blessed. Yes, Jayce had the true look of a deity. He always looked as if he came straight out of a mythological story where he was a hero filled with beauty, glory and strength of mind. It was all the more complex not to see this aspect of him once the group arrived at the museum. Because once inside, the corridor that welcomed you were two parallel lines of sculptures of various figures of Change. Inventors, Scientists, Philosophers, Craftsmen, Creators, all the greatest were gathered. On the right row of statues were all the greats of Piltover sculpted in bronze, on the left, the revolutionaries of Zaun, sculpted in copper. Jayce and his tanned skin, like the statues in the Piltovian line, seemed to blend in perfectly with all these icons of technology, knowledge and revolutionary change. It was as if he had been created, right here, sculpted among all the greats. That he had been shaped, drawn between strokes of pure power, might, and traits of tenderness, kindness, generosity. Sculpted in the most beautiful of bronzes, the one that attracts the sun and keeps it close. Because he would be nothing in the night.

The night belongs to those below, and even if those above can reach the sky, they will never catch the stars. No, here, side by side with Viktor, Jayce could never be king of the night. Not the same porcelain skin, not the moles formed into constellations, not the dragging fatigue, not the intense calm, not the silent wisdom. Strict opposites, brought together by a single objective. Let the opposites attract, and let the balance be. "Well, please gather around, so come follow us." Informed Heimerdinger, followed closely by Ms. Agrane. "I suppose that most of you know the statues of the people staying in this hall. They have been placed here for the simple reason that, as the main creators in this city and the one across the river, they benefit from the entrance, the beginning, the commencement of the museum, since they are the founders." Needless to say, even as the teachers began to ask questions about the founders, the first hands raised were yours and Viktor's. You exchanged a look, him with an amused sneer, your eyes ready to melt statues if your eyes had lasers. Always putting sticks in your wheels. Speaking of sticks, this morning you had drawn the five of wands. The points that came up the most were about conflict and competition and blah blah blah. This morning you hadn't really read carefully what was written in the booklet about this card. Maybe you should have looked into it more.

Professor Heimerdinger's questions had finally turned to the great creators of Zaun, much to the disappointment of some students and for most even to their disgust. "They shouldn't even be in this gallery, rats aren't worth having statues of them." Spat silently a fool a little ahead in the group. Near Viktor and not far from Sky, you couldn't help but notice their reaction to such a statement - one lowered her head, the other tensed and clenched his jaw. Don't make waves, don't stray from the line, don't let anyone know where you're from: that's the rule if you want to fit in at the Academy. Viktor's eyes narrow under his furrowed brows, his hand tightens on the handle of his cane. He is upset, obviously, but it is a bitterness he must swallow silently. Heimerdinger, not having heard or probably ignored the student's intervention, continues his questions: "You probably know the founders of Zaun since this is elementary level, but can any of you name the current Zaun leaders?" Without raising his hand, Viktor speaks up:

"There are six of them, Chross, Finn, Margot, Renni, Smeech and Silco." Wrong, wrong. Well, not all of his answer is wrong of course, but part of his answer is not complete. You're not sure if you should actually speak up and point out this error. In truth you would love to correct it, it would probably give you a dose of pleasure and personal satisfaction enough to keep you proud for the next two days. But you wondered if that very idea was a good one, if responding to correct him would reveal too much about you. Too much knowledge can be fatal, you have to know how to measure it. However, Heimerdinger intervened: "Do either of you have anything to add to Viktor's answer?" The offer was too tempting, too tempting for you to prevent this moment of glory. So you took it. "The account is not good." Your heart suddenly starts to race, as if it's stripping away from the muddy fog inside you and up into your throat. It's strange how you can forget it exists until it manifests itself. Your cheeks begin to heat up as eyes slowly converge on you, including and obviously Viktor's. "What's wrong with it?" The latter asks, visibly troubled. It was almost to wonder if you were not ready to do anything, even to invent lies, if it could allow you to be ahead of him. "There are seven, not six. The last one is Tytos."

The attention turns to Heimerdinger this time, waiting for his answer. His little eyes sparkle with a special, satisfied glow and energy. "Excellent, excellent..." He admits. "Let's continue the tour." That name had escaped your lips like a curse word, like a whisper turned scream, as if the snowflakes had metamorphosed into ash and burned the pale freshness of oblivion. You continued your visit, the parade of statues being now over, you passed to the last statue and you finally turned to enter a different part of the exhibition. After a while, the teachers finally let the students walk around the museum. The appointment to meet and return to the Academy was made for 11:45 in front of the museum entrance. You found yourself in the section about some of the great inventors of Zaun, which was much less populated than the Piltovian section. Obviously, the Piltovians don't look at the lights that persist in their shadows, they ignore them, perhaps they will go out, for even the most ardent coals eventually soften and eventually fade away. Not the flames of Zaun, no, they persist as much as the vermin that roam its streets.

However, flames cannot be kept in place in a museum without the risk of burning the surrounding works. It is said that it is easy to be afraid of water and oceans, because in them live as much life as death - the story is similar for flames. Flames are fierce, devastating and uplifting. They are power, for they bring as much success as they can cause damage. Your eyes wander over the paintings, the portraits, the schematics, the glass panes housing the very first prototypes that the inventors had put into the world. Incredible to think that these same prototypes dating from several decades ago have now evolved in an unequalled way. Impressive to think that with these prototypes were born wars, that we have won and we have lost, that have allowed life, and that have built cemeteries. The dead have built graves more beautiful than the houses of the living. "Since when are there seven Chem-Barons in Zaun?" You turn around, the skeleton is there, coming to beg for answers to his questions.

"As far back as I can remember," you say, returning to your notes taken between two inventions. "I've never heard of them, though," he says as he steps forward a little more, coming to stand next to you to observe the prototype, "what do they work in?" "Why ask me that? Isn't the library big enough for you?" "God knows on which shelf three meters above the ground the books on Zaun's politics should be," he murmurs, lightly tapping his cane on the varnished parquet, "so what do they work in, you who know so much about it." The hint of bitterness is present in his tone, and you revel in it. "He's a smuggler, mostly, some trafficking, but what chem-baron doesn't get into that after all?" "Surprising that I haven't heard of him. " You move on to the next prototype, maybe he'll leave you alone. "What did you say his name was? "Are you going to follow me around like a duckling?" "I think it was ending in Os. What was it again? Carlos, Mynthos..." You sigh, he's like a sticky mud on your shoes, a persistent gum that's not so easily overcome.

"Tytos." You sigh. "Ah, there it is, Tytos. Sounds like the name of a virus." " He has a similar effect on the city. " "Is he that obnoxious?" "Are chem-barons generous?" Finding nothing more to say to your answer, you took advantage of this moment of silence to once again evade and take the option of fleeing. Fleeing? No, rather a dodge, a parry. You weren't running away.

Talking about Tytos did not really enchant you, and even if this subject of conversation was very simple, you could not help feeling a certain uneasiness when his name was pronounced or when his subject was evoked. So you put his presence out of your mind and continued the visit until it was time for the appointment. You found Sky who had spent the whole time with Orcelyia. They got along like real friends, which delighted you. Seeing her blossom like that filled you with joy in a way. Because she had succeeded at something you had failed at, and in it you felt no defeat. Viktor and Jayce climbed back into your carriage to your delight, and Jayce then began to fidget, probably trying to lighten the mood as best he could. "What lovely weather today." Both you and Viktor turned to him, his friend the first to respond. "Did you really just start talking about the weather, Jayce?" "What, it's a taboo subject?" The latter inquired. "You can do better than that." "Okay," he says, pretending to look for a topic of conversation, "what's your favorite color?" "Wow, what a depth in your words, I guess the next question will be something like 'what are your hobbies' or 'what are your favorite foods'?" you say, the conversation sounding very much like a discussion that might be had by school children meeting on the first day of school. "No," he said, crossing his arms. He was going to ask those questions next.

You sigh, leaning against the side of the car and resting your chin on your hand. "Purple." You turn your head slightly, watching Viktor for a moment, meeting his gaze completely neutral but... expectant. "Purple?" Jayce repeats, "Why?" "I don't know. It's beautiful, it's calm, in lavender as well as plum, in cassis as well as grape, in wisteria as well as... whatever, it's the one I prefer." "Interesting, I prefer warm colors, like orange for example. Pumpkins, carrots, clementines." Jayce gushes. "Are you listing the five fruits and vegetables a day right now?" you say. "Go ahead and tell us your favorite color so we can discuss it." Jayce suggests, slightly annoyed. "None of your business." You answer simply, deviating again your glance towards the paved streets of the city. "Conversation is a dying art." Viktor sighs. It doesn't matter if you like the danger of red, the warmth of orange, the joy of yellow, the serenity of green, the wisdom of blue, the calmness of purple, the eroticism of pink, the security of brown, the depth of black, the sadness of grey or the shrill timidity of white.

Viktor is not your friend, he doesn't deserve to know this, no matter how small and insignificant this information is. You could see what Jayce was trying to do - find common ground between you. But how many times should you tell him that you were not trying to get closer to Viktor? The very idea of becoming his friend made your hair stand on end. And the saying that goes 'you have to befriend your enemy to beat him' - or something along the line - doesn't help. Why did he have to come and ruin everything? The train eventually stopped in front of the golden gates of the Academy, and if you didn't know the nature of the building, you could have easily convinced yourself that this golden portal led straight to heaven. Only for you, it was going to be the portal to hell. "Well," announced Heimerdinger, "we'll meet again later after lunch to discuss this visit and the organisation of your first assignment." To the general protests and grumbling generated by these few words and the certain disgust evoked by the simple word `assignment' led Heimerdinger to raise his hands to soften the crowd. "Don't worry, the work won't be very complex, besides, you won't be working alone! But I won't say any more, I'll let you go back to the refectory. We'll discuss all this once we're in class." After wishing the students a great meal, the teachers and students dispersed to go about their business.

You were about to turn back. You'd forgotten to take your packed lunch that morning and were going to head to the bakery to get a sandwich or a salad. But Jayce blocked your way with the wall that is his chest: "Where are you going?" "Is this a trick question?" "It depends on your answer?" "I'm trying to eat my five fruits and vegetables a day so unless I have to give you a super secret password, can you please let me through? "No need, I'm inviting you to the cafeteria!" "How romantic." "Come on, I'm paying and the menu looks pretty good today." You know what's coming, the meal for three where he'll find every possible topic of discussion so he can introduce you to Viktor in a more subtle way and try to calm the somewhat tempestuous climate you two share. However, Jayce is paying, and that's an offer you can't refuse. You sigh, turning back. The meal better be really good.

***

It almost pains you to touch the plate in front of you. It looks like it's come straight out of a Michelin-starred restaurant, or a culinary arts competition. It's almost the kind of dish that could inspire enough to be painted. For the entrée, a slice of crab pie. For the main course, bronzed quail dipped in a creamy orange sauce accompanied by small potatoes with crispy skin and southern herbs. Half a cabécou was served as cheese and to conclude the meal, the dessert consisted of a small sloe tart. Were the students of the Academy regularly so well served? Who had been hired to make every lunchtime meal a real feast? You almost felt guilty for having to actually eat such a plate, but hunger won out over reason, and so you ended up taking the end of your slice of pie into your mouth. "So, what are you up to these days when you're not at school?" "Careful Jayce, you're treading on thin ice." You warn. "Really?" He says, stopping cutting his quail on the spot. "No." You close your mouth and pick up another piece of quail as Jayce looks at you with a look that varies between surprise and fatigue. "So you don't want to talk about anything?" He said before bringing his bite into his mouth as if what he was about to eat was one of the simplest foods you could have at home. "No," you say, taking a sip of water to clear your throat, "tell me how did you two meet?"

Suddenly, those who wanted to stop talking were the two concerned. They exchanged a knowing look. "Anyway, our meeting between me and Jayce turned out to be much less thorny than ours," Viktor informed you, quietly chewing his food. "One more word and I'll throw Sodium Chloride in your eyes." You point. "Are you really threatening me with salt? "It's a very effective weapon." "I'm almost tempted to provoke you further to see how far you can go." "Oh, that won't be necessary," you say, grabbing the bottle of salt. "You wouldn't dare," Viktor smiles. "That's an interesting theory," you point out as you start to unscrew the bottle. " Hop hop hop let's calm down immediately," Jayce interjects, putting his hand on yours to remove the bottle from your fingers and place it next to him on the table. "No, Jayce, come on, let her do it, let's stop talking theory and start practicing." "Okay, you're not helping me at all Vik," Jayce confirms, sighing more as he runs his hand through the side of his hair. "When is your little war going to end?" "War? We're only at the beginning of a meager battle. And for good reason, she failed to surpass me on the pre-test which... doesn't really count as an actual test." It's amazing how his words and voice could give you an impulse to commit reprehensible acts.

You felt like an armour in a statue garden, where the red roses of wrath flourish in ruby anger all over the metal of reason that covers your rage, prepared to fight. When conflict is added to desire, you get rivalry.

"As you say so well, the test doesn't really count, therefore you haven't outdone me in any way." "Is everything just a competition to you?" Viktor remarked, his gaze shifting between intrigue and mockery. "Isn't it to you, too?" You confirm, locking your gaze in his as your fork penetrates the tender of the quail. "You guys are Grade A idiots," cuts in Jayce, who was probably beginning to regret having kept you around for lunch. This meal was beginning to look like the very personification of a migraine. You looked down at your lunch tray. Now that you were nearing the end of your orange quail, your plum tart was looking delicious. It's beautiful, it's quiet, lavender as well as plum... You were almost disgusted with your dessert because of the words he had spoken earlier. But you ate it anyway, because waste is not a primary value in Zaun. "I wonder what Heimerdinger meant earlier, 'Don't worry, the work won't be too complex, and what's more, you won't be working alone!' What is he up to?" Jayce wonders.

"You know him, his little riddles bring us surprises every year." You answer. "That's true," he laughs, turning to Viktor. "Last year he brought some kids we had to work with, the goal was that the kid we were paired with would tell us an invention they had in mind, something doable, and that we would end up doing the project in the time allowed over several weeks. His argument was that 'children are the future of this world'," he imitated in a voice that sounded more like a squeaky door than the teacher's, "'so show them what the world can already offer.' Or something like that." "Jayce, for the common good, I feel compelled to inform you that you must never, under any circumstances whatsoever, imitate Professor Heimerdinger again." This was probably one of the few points on which you agreed with him in this discussion.

***

"As I said earlier this morning, we are going to discuss the organisation of your first assignment." The small amphitheatre was listening, most of them anticipating the session, some of them stunned by their lunch break and wanting only to take a nap. "As I told you, and I hope you paid attention this morning, the work you will do this year will not be done by letting you work alone! So you will be working in pairs between students."

Some people are already starting to get excited, with best friends already deciding to get together to do the project. You don't know if this will really be beneficial. The person you're paired with might slow you down and you'll end up doing the whole thing by yourself to get a good grade. "This work will be based on collaboration, because it is important as an inventor to be able to work with other people. This allows you to be more objective, because the eye of others is important as an external opinion. If nobody ever contradicted us, we would end up saying nothing but nonsense. And since we tend to work with people we get along with at first sight, I'll have to spare you the right of choice. Therefore, I have decided to do the groups myself." Those who were giggling begin to grumble and protest, as if this will sincerely change anything in the professor's opinion. " All right, I'll give you your duets right now. After that I will give you the instructions for the assignment, and finally we will start the class." The call begins. The idea that you would have to work in pairs bothered you, but the fact that you couldn't choose your pair added an extra parameter of constraint. The names go by, some seem more delighted than others, but your name has not yet been mentioned. You hear Orcelyia's, then later Sky's, then Jayce's, but still not yours. Again, your heart is pounding. And what you feared most happened: Your name and Viktor's name were called together. There was silence in the room, much to Heimerdinger's delight, and then after a few seconds the whispering began. You couldn't really hear what was being said, your mind divided, oscillating between denial and anger. You really should have paid more attention to your map reading this morning. "Incendiary events. Protests. Angry people. Drama. Exciting conflicts. In the five of wands, five men appear to be fighting each other, using their wands as weapons. However, on closer inspection, their sticks are raised but not hitting or hurting anyone. It is as if there is no real purpose or outcome in this chaotic scene, except to create conflict and discord within the group. Each man is wearing a different outfit, symbolising the diversity of their backgrounds and belief systems, and suggesting that because of their differences they cannot find harmony and common ground with each other. This card indicates that you are in the midst of a battle, tension and competition with others and that this is impacting your ability to move forward with your goals. Rather than being able to work towards a common goal, you are faced with constant opposition. Energy is dispersed but if forces work together, powerful results occur. There is a need for unity. You are hindered by people who do not act as you expect. Free yourself by embracing the present moment. Why did he have to come and ruin everything?

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lilosaur · 3 years ago

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your writing made my heart goes soft and mushy 🥺❤❤ is it alright to request the boys (shinichiro, haitani brothers and mitsuya) with a s/o with heighten senses (smell and hearing) in compensate for their blindness?? 👀

Thank you and Yes here you go! So I did headcanons for this, but Lmk if u wanted scenarios 🤎

༉‧₊˚✧ With a Blind s/o w/ Heightened Sense's ༊*·˚

⟶ ticket no. 10 ɞ

w/ Sano Shinichiro | Haitani Rindou | Haitani Ran | Mitsuya Takashi

Warnings - mentions of violence (kinda)

ʚ Sano Shinichiro ɞ

He’s so sweet with you, if you ever need help with getting anything he always grabs it and bring sit to you :))

He’s always telling you how pretty you look even if you think your looking bad one day he’ll make sure you absolutely know how beautiful you look.

Before he kisses you like on the cheek he’ll poke you where he’s about to kiss so you can expect it, but sometimes he uses this against you and goes in without warning and it always makes so so flustered he loves it.

He likes to hold you hand a lot because your hand is so soft and warm, he also uses this to help lead you when your out in public.

With your heightened hearing Shin has to cover your ears sometimes in loud crowds, he first found out about your heightened sense when you spoiled a surprise for you because he was silently mumbling to himself but you could hear it all.

You guys normally don’t go out in public during the day because of the sun, it’s also because it can get very crowded and loud especially on weekends and holidays.

You can always smell what Shin is cooking so to test your senses you always try to guess what he’s brewing up in the kitchen, it’s like a little game now.

With your heightened hearing Shin sometimes makes loud noises out of frustration but he always apologizes if you heard him a little too well..oops

Shin babies you a lot, he even carries you around the house sometimes if you don’t feel too confident about walking. He’ll always want to be near you to make sure your safe too.

Point is you two probably have one of the best relationships because Shin just cares for you so much he’d die if anything bad we’re to happen to you :(

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ʚ Haitani Rindou ɞ

Rindou probably makes fun of you sometimes ngl, like if you accidentally walked into something or made a mistake without realizing it soon enough.

But he doesn’t mean it, he’s actually really nice..sometimes…sometimes

Rindou really loves you but he has a hard time showing it. He’ll definitely help you around your house and will always want to accompany you when your going out to make sure your not in any danger.

He will bring you take out if your really feeling down one day preferably your favorite take out place

He takes you out shopping sometimes and he tries his best to describe what’s everything looks like, it’s so adorable.

Rindou tries to put on good scented cologne and deodorant because he knows you can always smell his scent.

He likes listening to music with you a lot to, you guys just have jam sessions where you listen to music all night long!

Rindou won’t let anyone else tease you about being blind other than himself, so if anyone is ever mean to you some bones may be broken..

Rindou likes to bring you coffee/tea in the mornings because it can help calm you down when your having a bad morning :(

You guys work very well together, Rindou tries his best to look after you while making fun of you is a way to show how cute you really are I guess?

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ʚ Haitani Ran ɞ

Ran is very…protective of you, especially because your blind and with heightened senses sometimes you hear/smell more than you want too.

He’s ready to defend you in any situation, if someone gives you a mean glare their done for.

Ran likes to tease you, kind of like Shinichiro but he has no warning sign for when he’s gonna kiss you, he just goes for it-

He likes to take you to those small cafe's because normally their a lot quieter with less people to.

Ran also likes to go on night walks with you and tells you all about how pretty the lights are and how dirty the sidewalks are lol.

Sometimes you guys go to a playground nearby and he’ll push you on the swings carefully

When your walking by flower fields you can normally smell the flowers and you describe what they smell like since Ran can’t smell the full scent :(

When Ran gets you flustered he tells you how adorable your face looks with blush on your cheeks.

Ran likes to take you shopping and spoil you, like Rindou he tries his best to describe everything for you and tell you what he thinks would match, I think Ran has a good fashion sense so he’d be very good at this.

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ʚ Mitsuya Takashi ɞ

Mitsuya would be so kind to help you with anything, he’s probably very careful where he brings you just in case it puts you at risk for something.

He will hold you by your waist when your in public so he can lead you around better.

Definitely brings you coffee and breakfast on mornings before school/work.

He likes to take you to sit on small hills at night with some blankets to sit on and get wrapped in, sometimes he’ll tell you what stars look like from his point of view.

He’ll let you sit on his back when your in crowded arenas so that you don’t run into anyone & vice versa.

Mitsuya buys you lightly scented candles that smell really good, but lightly scented so they don’t hurt your nose.

When you walk around at night you can hear bugs like crickets and you tell Mitsuya how many you think there are.

When Mitsuya brings you something to eat you try to guess what it is first by how it feels and smells.

He makes you the best clothes, a lot to times he surprises you with cute tops or dresses and he tells you how pretty you look when you wear them.

Mitsuya also likes to hold your hand a lot, it makes him feel better when he’s connected to you.

Mitsuya and You are such a power couple and you guys work so well together!

I hope you enjoyed reading, this was an interesting request to make and something fun to do to! Don’t forget to eat and drink some water, have a good day/night!

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baka-writings · 3 years ago

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𝑱𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉: 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑼𝑺

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: s m u t obviously, as the anon requested them to be a bit possessive then that's a warning too ig

I'm sorry this took me ages, I'm barely alive .. Hope you like it! Also everything in this is just my opinion so If you have a different opinion that's okay :)

Requests closed!

𝑹𝒂𝒗𝒏

okay honestly you do NOT want to make him jealous

the most possessive in the group, you can't change my mind

anyway

a jealous sex with Youngjo would be really intense, more than usual

he wants to have you only for himself and he wants you to only look at him

he'd still call you baby girl, baby, princess or whatever

but that doesn't mean he'd go easy on you

the opposite

if you don't obey, you should expect a punishment in a form of a very long night (i wish)

jealous Youngjo would be more rough than usual, not only his thrusts but also actions

he'd just like to see you cry while he's deep inside you

I feel like he'd get turned on if you cried

because that'd make him satisfied and would teach you a lesson

or maybe not

but you'd remember that night for a long time

possessive Youngjo would have his hand around your neck, while he'd whisper who you belong to

𝑺𝒆𝒐𝒉𝒐

oh boy

2nd most possessive

he'd be kinda similar to Youngjo

we know Seoho is a cutie, but could also make you forget your name real quick

that'd happen

okay tbh I don't think Seoho would get jealous easily and much

but when he's jealous he'd turn on hard dom mode

like he sees you talking to someone he doesn't want you to talk to for whatever reason

he'd sneak y'all to the nearest private place and fuck you right there

also foreplay? lol no, not happening

possessive Seoho would overstimulate the shit out of you, I kinda feel he'd enjoy seeing you cry from overstimulation

okay but unlike Youngjo, he'd feel kinda soft the next morning and would be a bit freaked out that he hurt you

would be the softest baby the next day

𝑳𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐

okay hear me out

i don't see Geonhak too possessive or jealous

of course he'd get jealous if you gave him a reason to be

honestly i also think he'd first try to talk it out with you

but if it happened a few more times he'd snap

we all know he'd be scary when jealous

he'd want you on your knees right then and there

would fuck your mouth and make you gag a few times :)

oh well the rest would just be you being under his control

gentleman Geonhak? always, but forget it now

he'd hold your hands over your head with one of his hands

the other one would be holding your hips down while he fucks you ... a few times

i think this would teach you not to make him jealous next time

as for possessiveness, i don't think there would be any need for that tbh

he'd make you behave rq

𝑲𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒆

okay this boy

i don't think he'd be possessive nor jealous

i feel like he'd probably cry if he was jealous lmao

anyway if jealous sex happens

i don't think you'd be in much danger

but be ready for a semi-bratty Keonhee

he'd have some sarcastic comments at times as well

usually sex with him is not that intense, but this time his thrusts would be a lot deeper and rougher

but he'd still be caring after y'all done

if it's the first time he's been rougher with you he'd ask you if you're okay after y'all done

𝑯𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒈

okay i see woong as a switch, fight me

he's a freaky boy

and that's why i kinda see him having you tied up under his mercy

his hips don't lie nor does his pretty tongue

i think I'd rank him 3rd in terms of possessiveness tbh

but his possessive side would mostly be some whining followed by sarcastic comments

because i think he'd feel easily insecure

anyway jealous sex would be kinda sloppy and I'd say quick until he calms down

like i said before he'd have you tied up or restrained in any way

when he's calm he'd be satisfied with himself maybe get kinda shy but wouldn't admit it

𝑿𝒊𝒐𝒏

i think Dongju would be such a brat ngl

at first if he felt jealous i think he'd be a bit dramatic

so the sex wouldn't happen asap

he'd talk about it with you

in a dramatic manner ofc cuz yeah we know him

but after seeing you smirking at his jealousness

he'd bring our his soft dom self

soft dom cuz he doesn't want to hurt you, but also wants to show you that you belong to him

"having fun?"

he'd ask you unimpressed

i don't think he'd be that possessive tbh, only when you really piss him off or when you're trying to make him jealous on purpose

but other than that no possessiveness wouldn't happen

he'd want you on your knees ngl

would guide your head as you suck him off

he'd be giving you a silent treatment the whole time y'all gonna have sex

would only use body language

he'd be so bratty the whole time lmao

#kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #oneus #oneus smut #oneus scenarios #oneus reactions

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niksfics · 3 years ago

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↬ FATE

↬ PAIRINGS: kenma x f!reader (side aka rebound mention) miya atsumu x f!reader

↬ WARNINGS: a whole lotta angst, breakup, it’s an online relationship, kenma is cold and hurts ur feelings

↬ SUMMARY: your relationship with kenma really had felt like the last one. He was it, turns out he didn’t have similar feelings.

↬ A/N: alright loves!! This isn’t proofread at all it’s 2 in the morning I’ll edit when I wake up, butttt Thanks to my lovely ex girlfriend you are now being graced with this steaming pile of trash. (Lovely was not meant sarcastically at all she is in fact very lovely.) Ngl almost, if not all of this story is about my relationship with my ex gf. This is how I cope people. ￫ It’s taken me awhile to actually be able to right something that’s why things kinda stopped. Tbh after she broke up with me it’s been very hard for me to write so hopefully this helps! And I hope you enjoy!! I would also just like to say if it feels a lil weird it’s cause these are things I’ve actually written in my notes I tweaked it a little to fit the story but it’s straight from the source 😩

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You sighed as you opened your notes app. Your eyes scanning over all of the little facts and quirks he had told you about himself. All the stuff you’d wanted to remember. The stuff that had seemed so important to you before. Now it was meaningless, almost like facts about a stranger. Almost as if you hadn’t spent four months learning about and growing with eachother.

You scrolled down a little bit right under, how his favorite marvel character is Spider-Man and you chewed on your lip. Your fingers hovering above the keyboard on your phone. You looked over the facts again. The things he dislikes and the stuff he adores, the things he likes to collect to the way he feels passionately about a certain topic. You begin to type.

Friday June 25th 2022 12:22 Am

I cried again tonight, because I still love you. It’s been a month and six days since we broke up. It feels like there’s a hole in my chest. You seem to be doing fine though, so I’m happy for you! This is the second time since we’ve broken up that I’ve felt actual physical emotional pain in my chest. Remember when I told you how bad it hurt after we broke up? Remember how you didn’t even ask if I was ok? Didn’t even bother to answer. Do you remember that? I remember. I’ve thought about it every day since. I remember it being so bad I genuinely thought I was having a heart attack. Wasn’t until I’d called tetsu crying that he’d told me it was just emotional and I should probably try to relax.

I read through our old messages. I’ve never wanted something back so bad. Never wanted to beg anyone to stay till now. I wish you loved me like I love you. I wish I hadn’t grown so attached, wish I hadn’t fallen so deeply into love with you. I wish it wasn’t my fault that we broke up. I wish I wasn’t so fucking scared. I wish I was fearless. Wish I could rise into love bravely. I wish I was brave when it came to you. I keep telling myself it was me. It was me not you. You didn’t love me anymore. You don’t love me anymore and you’re just too nice to say that. So you told me in the only way I could handle. Except you hadn’t used the words you should have. You got bored. We both know it’s true. You were bored of it, and I don’t blame you. I know we’ll never talk again, and part of me is so glad. Another part of me forces myself to read through all our messages though. I wish I could just tell you one last time. I love you.

You sighed saving it before closing out of it. Tears you hadn’t known were falling finally became known to you as they streamed down your cheeks. Your eyes puffy as you wet your lips, the salt of them coating your tongue. You were bitter and so were your tears. I briefly wondered what he was doing right now. Probably playing a video game. You knew his schedule all to well by now. Probably testing out a new game for his stream.

A new set of fresh tears fell as you remembered how you used to call him right before he went on. Being lulled to sleep by his occasionally curses and the clicking oh his controller or his keyboard.

You never expected things to end this way. You really thought he was the last one. Yes it had only been four months, but the way he made you feel. The way that it had felt. It had felt final, and you’d been friends before you even started dating.

You sniffle moving yourself to the kitchen to poor yourself a glass of water as you remembered how nervous you were when you first texted him. You had acumulated quite the crush on him back in high school. As Inarazaki’s manager you were required to go to the games, and even after your team lost you had stuck around. Watched him play and cheered him on. Two weeks later you had begun to text, as friends of course. It wasn’t until four months ago that you’d gotten together.

Your anniversary was only two days prior to your break up. You both had never been one to even care about that stuff. You had agreed early on in the relationship that we wouldn’t do anything due to the distance, and the business of our schedules. You were never one for remembering things like anniversaries anyways.

He really did feel like the one. Sometimes you just know. Sometimes you can just feel it. Like, you know that feeling you get when you know something is off or you know for sure something is about to happen even without being told it’s going to. That’s what it felt like to be with kozume kenma.

You thought you knew, you thought this time, this time its for real. You thought it was finally safe to say, that he was the one. You both had even admitted to looking for each others initials in those stupid soulmate tik tok videos.

You were finally in a mature relationship with someone you could talk about anything to. You had gotten so caught up in it, that you didn’t even see the end creeping up on you.

↝

You’d finally gained the courage to text him again. Unfortunately it was in a drunken daze. Your hands shaking as you fumbled with your phone typing things you’d come to regret in the morning. You’d sent him a series of texts telling him how much you missed him, how you didn’t understand how he was so okay. You had been a wreck that night. One of your friends puking in her toilet as you cried. You were happy of course that he was doing so well, but you’d been a wreck for so long and he hadn’t even changed. You told him you wished you could be okay.

When you’d awoken the next morning hair knotted in a complete mess and wiping drool from your chin your heart had sunk even lower. His response was cold. You knew that kenma could be cold. You knew that it was just who he was, but this particular text had felt so unfeeling and unfamiliar, it was as if he hadn’t even sent it himself. He had only ever talked like this to you once and that was when you first became friends all those years ago.

Kozume ❤️

Hey, it’s okay. And yeah you see what I choose to put up. I could be better. But I choose to stay optimistic and busy. Sorry that things are this way.

You had never seen so many periods in a text before. He only used grammar like that when he was peeved, and maybe you were wrong, maybe he’d done that on purpose, but it had hurt so bad. It had caused an ache so deep in your chest that you weren’t sure if you’d ever even dated him at all.

Yeah.

It was the only thing you could bring yourself to respond back with. How were you supposed to respond to that? You’d stared at it for so long and after you’d sent it you wished you had said more. Wished you would’ve said something more insightful than a simple, heartbroken, “yeah.”

Not too long later there was another ping and you held your breath. His name briefly appearing across your screen.

Yeah. I could be better. But I hope you do well soon. I’m sorry that I can’t really do much to help out

And of course you did the only thing you could do. Deflect. Pretend like you hadn’t said what you’d said not even fourteen hours ago.

No it’s fine. I’m fine. You don’t have to apologize. I’m sorry that you could be doing better.

He left you on seen. You knew you sounded like an asshole. At least to you, you felt like an asshole. Why couldn’t you have come up with something else. Why couldn’t you tell him the truth. Tell him how you felt. Tell him that you didn’t think you should be broken up anymore. That the month long cruel joke was over and you were ready to spend your nights falling asleep to him playing video games again. You didn’t though, and you never would. You’re not brave enough, too prideful to even try.

You swallowed down the bile rising in your throat as you realized even if you did beg him. Begged him to take you back. Tell him that you still love him. You were too late, and you just couldn’t be selfish when it comes to him. He is over you and it was so plainly obvious. You know that deep down. Know that he’s moved on, and it kills you inside. So you did the only thing you could do. Try and put it into words.

So as you lay in bed the warm body you let occupy your space sound asleep beside you, his toned blonde hair tousled slightly and you sighed. Finally away from the shenanigans of your friends you took a deep breath before you closed your eyes.

You opened up your notes app again and scrolled past the last entry. You swallowed again as you blinked the tears out of your eyes. Your thumbs beginning to move before you even gave them permission.

Wednesday June 30th 2022 1:39 Am

Here I am again. Stuck. Stuck in the same place I’ve been for so long. You know, I write so beautifully when I’m broken. I’m most of my best work is written when I’m being torn apart. But I just, I can’t seem to find the words. I can’t seem to put it into a document and turn out little story into a different story to cope. Can’t seem to write it out. Can’t seem to move on.

I hovered over the unfollow button on your page today, to keep myself from scrolling through your things again. To keep myself from getting hurt. So I don’t have to be reminded. I want to delete it. Delete where we officially met. On a chat through my screen. I wanna wipe the messages clean. And I’ve tried. Oh how I’ve tried. But I can’t.

I want to delete our conversations. The hours long talks we had, but then, what happens afterwards? What keeps the memories alive. I’d never been so in love with someone before. I’ve never actually…. Been in love before. I thought I’d been in love, but it didn’t feel like that, and losing them never hurt like this. Losing someone has never hurt this bad before.

I’ve never felt the emptiness you left so deep in my very being with anyone I’ve ever met before. I can’t seem to pull myself together. And it’s pathetic I know. It’s pathetic that I’m still here. In the same place I was a month ago. It’s about to be two months we’ve haven’t been together. I’m hurting. Hurting so bad. It’s painful to look at you.

I haven’t deleted the photos even though I probably should. They’re still tucked away in an album in my camera roll labeled “us <3” the one one I made specially just for you. The way I’d been so excited when I was finally ready to tell my friends. I even have this stupid notes folder from when we were dating where I wrote all the little things about you that I never wanted to forget. I find you so endearing. Everything you do. I just couldn’t help but right it down to keep it safe so it never leaves my mind. So that I never forget. But now, forgetting is all I want to do.

I never thought there’d be a time in my life where I was more emotionally stunted that I normally. So stunted I can’t even put this, our split up, into words. Make it something entertaining for somebody else to read. Write a book about it. My publicist keeps asking when the sequel for my book will be done. I don’t know if it’ll ever be finished. I can’t do the one thing I��ve always been good at. I’m crying as I write this.

And I wish it would just end here in this little notes app. Wish the love would die in here. I always think I’m over you and then I see you again, and nowadays your everywhere. A very big hit and I’m happy for you and your success, but seeing you makes my heart squeeze in my chest.

I think I’m over you until I play that stupid fucking game that causes me to scream at my phone, or my laptop in frustration, but I just can’t seem to delete it because I know it’s something that you love. That show we used to talk about. I know you know which one, I can’t seem to watch it without thinking of what was. You’ve ruined it forever cause now it only reminds me of you. I know you’ll never see this, but I like to imagine you can. That my time for closure has somehow come.

When you told me you were sorry that things were this way, it was a real slap in the face. It stopped my false hope. My wishing. It all came to a halt. I’m glad. Glad that you’re happier. That you’re better without me. But god, now I’m so fucked up and I can’t even talk to you.

You were the only person I had left. The only one who understood me. And now you’re gone. You took a part of me with you that night. A part that I’ll never get back. I should’ve known that you would leave. I’ve never been able to get someone to stay for longer than three to four months.

I thought I could let my guard down though. I thought we were in the clear. I’d thought finally. Finally someone is gonna stay. I thought you were my person. I still think that to this day. I thought we were gonna make it. And now I’m with this guy I don’t even like. He’s not you, he doesn’t act like you. He doesn’t like video games like you do.

He doesn’t talk to me like you do. Like you did. But you know how it ended I don’t need to put it here. Unfortunately I’ll always love you even if you don’t love me. This is so scattered, I’m sorry I couldn’t make you happy.

With that you closed the app and put down your phone. Plugging in it and as it dinged miya atsumu rolled over in his sleep. He reached for you his hands wrapping around your waist to tug you against his strong body.

His gravely voice whispering through sleep, “mmm finally decided to come to bed?” You hum moving an arm under on of his to wrap around his thin waist. “Mhm, thought you might need the company.” You began to draw little shapes and letters against his back as he chuckled, “oh yea? How thoughtful of you princess.”

Suddenly it was quiet and your closed eyes opened to his wide brown ones, his eyebrows furrowing .

“Did you just spell kozume on my back?”

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tinyjeanmarco · 4 years ago

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zeke relationship hc’s!

note: this was just going to be zeke as your husband, but it turned into outright zeke relationship hc’s! modern setting! hope you all enjoy! <3

zeke x gn!reader

warnings: none <3

you wouldn’t believe it, but.. zeke hit on you when you were out at the pool with friends on a hot summer day.

listen, he just thought you looked really hot and he didn’t wanna let someone so stunning slip away so easily.

he was so smooth about it too, he would come up to you, water droplets hanging off his golden, glowing skin, and hand you an ice cold lemonade.

you were really taken aback, unsure if you should trust a random bearded man at the pool who was hitting on you.

your friends were egging you on, saying it had been a while since you dated after your last ex, so give it a go.

agreeing, thinking it was time to finally let go, you asked him for his name and began flirting right back with him.

you two spent the rest of the time at the pool together.

your friends didn’t mind if you spent the day with him, thinking it was funny and also very good for you.

for some reason, it was. you had never met this man before, but suddenly you just felt comfortable with him.

he asked you for your number after you began to feel tired, stating you were going to go. you gave it to him, not reluctant at all.

he asked you out after you exchanged numbers and you had nodded. he said he would text you the deets and gave a wink before turning to also pack his stuff and leave.

you joined back up with your besties, telling them all about him. they were pretty hyped about the whole situation, saying they would help you get ready for your date whenever it was.

you steadily spent more time with him after that date. that date being a trip to an arcade together. it was a really fun first date and you got to know him a lot better.

moving in with him was fun, moving the boxes in became sort of a game of who could carry the most boxes into the apartment. not necessarily at the same time, but overall.

he unfortunately won that little game, boosting his ego more than you needed.

now, when he proposed to you, he was a mess of nerves, definitely not his regular confident self, which that in itself tipped you off that something was going on.

he took you on a date to the arcade you went to on your first date when he proposed. it was honestly really sweet, he made sure it was at a place with special meaning for you two.

zeke 10/10 ugly cried at your wedding. he just thought you looked absolutely stunning, he couldn’t help it.

he also probably got totally wasted at your wedding too which gave you tons of funny memories.

you def whipped out your phone and recorded him being silly as well as taking fun pics with him.

the type to wake up before you and make you breakfast in his underwear.

he likes to bring you breakfast in bed whenever he can.

wakes you up with soft forehead kisses, brushing his thumbs over your cheeks.

sometimes when he wakes up, he just decides to lay with you, watching how peaceful and comfortable you look.

you eventually wake up and catch him just looking at you, so you roll over onto him, just kinda plopping onto him.

he gives a hearty laugh and just wraps his arms around you whenever you do that, making sure you stay close to him and can’t get up. he wants to bask in the warm sunlight leaking in through the window.

don’t ask why, but when you run your fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp, he becomes a puddle of goo. (maybe it’s the monke genes)

if he were a cat, he would purr whenever you did that.

loves holding you in his arms on the balcony of your apartment, just enjoying the fresh air and sunlight.

he’s only allowed to smoke outside, cause we all know this man smokes too much.

you try to get him to stop as much as you can. he does try, but it’s really hard because it’s a stress reliever whenever he is overworked.

you haven’t been able to get him to stop completely but he definitely has cut down on how much he smokes since you’ve gotten together. just one step at a time.

although he is a smoker, i feel like he would have a really nice singing voice. he sings you to sleep sometimes. it’s just really melodic and gentle.

that’s honestly another reason you try to get him to stop smoking, because it could harm his vocals really bad and then he wouldn’t be able to sing as well as he does now.

you love hearing him hum or sing along to music as he cooks for you.

sometimes you join in and sing duets together, whether you think you’re good or not, he loves your voice when you sing with him. really makes his day when you join in for the chorus!

a married, grown man, but still a literal child. takes you out on a sushi date and then takes you to a railroad track so you can run around being idiots, just talking.

likes to have deep, meaningful chats with you when you’re walking on the train tracks.

don’t worry, you guys are always safe when you visit them, he wouldn’t ever let anything happen to you or even put you in a dangerous situation if he can help it.

please, i see him as being really good at roller skating. he wants to teach you because it’s something he really enjoys. he will not let you do anything related to skating without elbow pads, knee pads, wrist guards, and a helmet.

buys you fun skates that match his.

also, he wont let you skate without safety gear but he’s out here wearing only wrist guards. mister “i’ve been skating for years” is a hypocrite.

to be fair, he doesn’t fall a whole lot.

you get nervous skating at first so he takes you to empty parking lots to teach you before moving on to skate parks.

ngl i forgot indoor skating was a thing so i didn’t mention it, but he would also take you to those places! would make sure you have your indoor wheels on when you go though.

he doesn’t want you to fall because you have your gummy wheels on, or get in trouble for using the wrong wheels.

you’re really good at it before you even notice because you have such a great teacher.

i see zeke also being the husband that wants to travel a lot. you would go to so many places and experience lots of things.

ziplining, sky diving, bungee jumping, cliff diving. all the things.

he loves going cliff diving a lot though, will yell super loud as he jumps into the water.

you’re scared the first time he takes you, never having done daring things like that before. he tells you that there is no pressure and if you want to go back to the cabin, that’s totally okay too.

you tell him with a trembling confident voice that you’re going to do it. he goes first so he can be ready to comfort you after you jump.

you actually had a ton of fun, the adrenaline pumping through you as you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a bruising kiss.

laughter surrounds you two as you get lost in one another.

hiking and canoeing are also something he really enjoys with you.

he tells you all the time how he wants to get a cat or dog so you guys can be like those instagram pages where people take their pets with them on adventures.

zeke also seems like someone who would like to go cold plunging! he likes the health benefits that come with it, as well as connecting with strangers.

now, one final thought since we are on adventure zeke who loves taking care of his mental and physical health, man loves to meditate.

he will make you meditate with him and practice mindfulness and breathing techniques.

10/10, zeke is good hubby and partner in life. he loves going on adventures with you and spending time with you. ♡

#zeke x reader #zeke yeager x reader #aot x reader #attack on titan fanfiction #zeke #zeke yeager #aot #snk #zeke headcanons #zeke fluff

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spinster-sisters · 4 years ago

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Sailor's Wife. psh

Pirate au

TW: ngl this gets kind heavy right in the beginning then it gets kinda soft right at the end so like idk. dom seonghwa, sub reader, degradation, use of the word whore(also wench cuz like pirates), oral, edging, possessiveness, breeding kink. oops, manhandling.

Normally i try my darndest to not get too wordy but for this I let it happen.

@xiuminswifeforever this ones for u. also this got a little carried away but heyyyyy what can ya do.

Also @multidreams-and-desires @a-soft-hornytiny and @eonghwa may possibly probably will enjoy this to so have at it

Perhaps you should be more understanding with your husband Seonghwa. After all, your ship had a name and a reputation to uphold, which would not be possible without the efforts of both him and your captain Hongjoong. But you were still stuck on a ship at sea, without much to do. It had been 4 days since you last made port, and it is likely you wouldn't dock for at least another 10. And with your husband ignoring your needs for the sake of maintaining perfect order on board as First Mate, you were feeling a little stir crazy.

Of course as the First Mates wife, and notable figure amongst the crew you had your own reputation to uphold as both a devoted wife and skilled sailor. So when you and your closest confidantes on board tried to blow off some steam by dipping into the bottles of rum during broad daylight on the top deck of the ship, your antics turn more than a few heads among the lower-ranking members of the crew.

It's true that Seonghwa had been neglecting you, instead spending the hours of the night pouring over maps and charts with the Capitan. And San and Wooyoung had always given you all the attention you missed. So in your slightly inebriated state, your place on Wooyoungs lap touseling his long hair felt more than natural.

The three of you were causing quite a ruckus, laughing, shouting, knocking over barrels and crates, and other general tomfoolery. It was only a short while before your Husband came bursting through the door on the far end of the deck (Capitans Quarters) scanning the ship for the cause of the disturbance.

Once he found it his eyes narrowed. He stalked over to your happy gathering, which had only briefly acknowledged him, with furry radiating of every step. Once he stood glowering before you, you finally gave him your attention.

"Seonghwa! Darling! How nice to see you!" You called, still on Wooyoungs lap. You swung your arms out to him and gestured for him to come to you but he ignored it. The slightly shrill cry of your voice had once again attracted the attention of the crew.

"We don't pay you to gawk. Back to work all of you!" Seonghwas powerful voice carried over to the men, who sprung into action, heads turning quickly away. Seonghwa turned his hard stare back to the three of you.

"I want all three of you off this deck, in your quarters in the next 5 minutes," he began low and growling, "or so help me God I will throw you overboard myself!" As he carried on his voice grew in both anger and volume. But the three of you, foolishly perhaps, did not heed his warning.

"Oh, come on now Seonghwa. Don't be such a hard ass" San remarked giggly. Seonghwas gaze snapped to the man and opened his mouth to speak but Wooyoung interjected.

"We were just showing your lovely wife a good time," he spoke with a lopsided smirk, hand coming down to your thigh. And the Frist Mate followed the action with dangerous eyes.

You stood from your spot on wobbly feet, taking a step closer to your husband, and took the front lapels of his long sea-worn jacket into your hands and practically hung on the man.

"Come now, Seonghwa. Won't you find it in your heart to be lenient with your darling little wife," you pleaded jokingly, batting your eyelashes. Seonghwa was not amused.

He took your wrist into his hand and with a strong grip, he pulled you away from him so quick you almost toppled to the floor, but not before he yanked your arm back with equal strength, leaning down to be right in your face as he spat.

"I do not see the darling wife you speak of, all I can see is a drunk ship wench without the mind to Do. As. Shes. Told. Now go back to our room and hope with all your might you sober up before I get there."

As his speech concluded he pushed you away again, this time in the direction of the stairs that led below deck. You were practically in shock as you bowed your head and stumbled to wooden stairs, the distant yells of your husband now directed at the other two men. taking the stairs down to the first floor where there were 7 small rooms for the officers aboard, including you and your husband's room at the end of the short hall.

Now perhaps you were drunker than you realized because the gentle swaying of the ship with the waves had you practically falling over with every step and by the time you reached your room you had all but collapsed onto the bed, drifting in and out of consciousness with the tides.

Perhaps, Seonghwas words had been empty threats as when you finally awoke (unfortunately sober) you could see the dusk sky shining through the small window at the back of the tiny room. Your head pounded when you sat up, but the uncomfortableness of your day clothes was undeniable.

You slipped out of the hard leather of your coat and boots and pulled the linen shirt over your head. After removing your ragged pants from your body you moved to pull your soft nightgown over your head but stopped when the door open. Ready to scream at the person who disturbed you in private you only stoped when your eyes landed on your cross-looking husband. You scoffed at the man in the door and turned your back to him.

"Oh no darling, you can't run away from me this time," he said rounding the bed to stand behind you, "your actions today were absolutely inexcusable, no matter what marriage you benefit from" he growled at you.

You scoffed again and whipped around to face him, still completely bare.

"Darling? Who on earth could you be talking to, certainly not me. As I recall I was nothing more than a ship wench." You spat his own words back at him.

"Don't try to be smart," he snapped at you, taking another step closer, " Today you behaved like nothing more than an attention-hungry whore, and if you expect me to set that aside simply as your husband you are far from wrong darling," his voice spoke dangerously even.

"Perhaps I have a right to be starved for attention! As you seem certainly more than willing to leave me alone for days on end," you returned with equal venom. This seemed to shock Seonghwa, though his anger did not lessen he remained quiet.

"What kind of husband leaves their wife for days on end without so much as a touch! Perhaps I should go find Wooyoung? As I know he would be more than willing to give me the kind of attention you have been denying me,"

As soon as the words left your mouth you knew they had been a mistake, you opened your lips to take them back but Seonghwas hand caught your throat in an instant, catching your breath.

"You want me to act like a husband? Perhaps I should treat you as a husband should treat their wife when they say such things," he glowered, eyes sharpening with rage.

He released his grip on your neck only to push you back onto your creaking bed. As you caught your breath Seonghwa tossed his own coat away from him and loosened the ties of string keeping the top of his shirt together, but not removing it completely. He climbed onto your exposed body, keeping you trapped beneath his weight. He ran one lean hand from your neck down to your breast and groped it with rough hands. You moaned in pleasure, finally, your body practically screamed. He scoffed at you.

"You want to be treated like a wife yet you sound like such a whore, crying out for me at the slightest touch, perhaps I should teach you how to appreciate what you are given."

He moved away from your body before wrenching your legs apart. You blushed madly at how his words and touch had affected you, your cunt was already sopping wet at the idea of your husband finally putting it to use.

"Tsk, so desperate. Have a taught you nothing?" he grumbled to himself.

"Sorry, sir" you whined. He meets your eyes for just an instant, showing him that you had not forgotten all of your manners with him. He wasted not another moment before pulling your hips twords his head and licking up your dripping folds. A strangled cry left your lips.

Just as he set to work, licking and sucking all of the places on you that he knew to be useful. His hand returned to your breast, kneading the flesh between his long fingers with a rough grip.

You were at his mercy. Your body was his to toy with and he knew how to play you well. His tongue dove into your slit, further than should be possible, using the muscle to open the neglected hole and taste the essence now running down his chin. He lapped away at your cunt, taking all he wanted from you while you lay there limp and twitching with the occasional cry of ecstasy.

His fingers pinched the hard bud of your nipple and pulled on it, bringing a cry from your lips. Normally cries like these were reprimanded, but you had a feeling your husband wanted the whole ship to know exactly what he was doing to his wife.

You were coming closer and closer to the orgasm you so desperately needed. Your body was reacting to every touch with increased sensitivity as it hadn't been used in so long, and Seonghwa was oh so skilled at pulling these feelings out of you, the fire burning in your belly was twisting and reveling, begging to be realized.

You cried out again, feeling you're about to get that sweet sweet release you so craved.

When it all stopped.

You cried out again but this time in strangled desperation and confusion. You locked eyes with your husband and plead you were wrong about what is happening.

Seonghwa simply pulled away, unbothered, he stood from the bed and you felt your heart shatter as he moved across the floor. He picked up a rag and wiped his face clean before turning back to your still panting figure.

"Remember, when you married me you gave your sweet, soft body to me. And now any pleasure it receives is mine to control. I want you to think about what you just experienced and learn to appreciate all that I give you. Now, I am going to return to my duties, and when I come back if I believe you have earned it I will treat you like my wife, and not some common whore."

And without another word, he left.

You laid their flabbergasted and unmoving for what felt like hours. As the sunset behind the horizon, you pulled your body up into a sitting position with your legs cradled to your chest. You don't dare act on the burning emptiness in your core, as you truly felt you had learned your lesson.

The minutes ticked on. Occasionally you heard the sound of feet coming down the ladder from down the hall and your stomach lept, but every time they continued down to the lower deck for the crew. Your mind wandered to your wedding day.

It had only been 4 years since that day. It was before you had joined the crew, but Seonghwa who you had known since your childhood had already been called to the sea by his friend and now captain. He had asked you to marry him the day before he left on his first voyage and you waited for him without a second thought. Once he returned months later he had already been made First Mate and you only had a week before he would be out at sea again. On the day of your wedding, you were scolded by your parents for allowing a lawless pirate to take you, but your father gave you away regardless. By the end of the night, you were already miles out to sea with your new husband and he showed you for the first time how well a wife could be treated.

Needless to say, you rediscovered your appreciation for the man.

So when the door finally opened once again, you only gazed at Seonghwa with stars in your eyes. He approached your side of the bed and took your chin into his hand, aiming your face up at his.

"Have you learned your lesson?" He asked. You nodded.

"Yes, sir," you spoke with a creaky voice. He cracked the smallest hint of a satisfied smile.

"Why don't you lean back, my darling"

And so you did. You fell back onto the blankets and watched as your husband finally pulled his shirt over his head and rid himself of his distressed pants. He climbed over you and took your head in his hand again and muttered,

"Now remind me, sweet girl, who's are you," he asked in a firm guiding voice.

"All yours, sir,"

"Wonderful, should I take what's mine then?" He asked in that same tone.

"Please sir," you replied.

Seonghwa leaned down to connect your lips in one sweet kiss that lasted only a moment before pulling away his demeanor changed. Hands ran down your sides pulling your legs to wrap around his thin waist.

"My darling wife, waiting so patiently for me," he mused. The tip of his cock teased your wet entrance, only pushing in the slightest bit but you clenched instinctively regardless.

"Maybe it has been too long," he chuckled darkly in your ear, "I almost forgot how eagerly you wish to be filled," he chided taking the lobe of your ear between his teeth. Your breath hitched, scared to make /the wrong move that would bring this all crashing to a halt.

In one fluid motion, Seonghwa pushed the rest of his length into you to the hilt. You whined desperately at the slightly painful stretch and screwed your eyes shut as the pain morphed into the sweetest pleasure.

"Ready, my darling?" He mumbled into your ear, a slight smirk in his voice.

"Please,"

And so he began. Pulling all the way out before slamming back in with the same force and speed. You cried out again.

Every time his hips met yours for that brief moment you relished in the feeling of being completely filled up by him. His length was long and he used it well. He knew your body well enough to know exactly how to angle your hips to be hitting your more sensitive places inside you every single time he thrust.

You clung desperately to his broad shoulders, allowing your body to become plaint again and for lewd sound to tumble past your lips into his ears. Each sound seemed to give him newfound strength, picking up speed and force every time.

"Oh, my sweet wife, letting me have my way with her," he mumbled, gripping your hip for leverage, the other hand gently caressing your body. "So desperate to be filled," he chuckled. You whined in agreement, pulling yourself tighter to his body as your sensitive walls clung and stretched around him.

"I could fill you up even more darling, would you like that?" He asked, panting slightly at the exertion.

You nodded blindly.

"I could fill you up with my cum, fill you up with my child," he groaned at the thought, "oh you would love that wouldn't you darling, letting me put a child in you," you clenched around his cock once again as he punctuated his words with one, particularly hard thrust into your special spot.

"Yes, sir" you replied breathlessly "please, fill me up with your child," it came out as nothing but a whisper, "want- want your baby,"

"I know you do darling, don't worry," he groaned. You were clenching around him madly and your orgasm was fast approaching. His grip on your hip and turned to iron and your body was convulsing.

"What kind of husband would I be if I didn't give my wife a baby,"

At those words, your body began to convulse. You finally felt that sweet really you had been denied for so long. Your eyes rolled back and your cunt was clenching frantically as the waves of pleasure came over you so strong you lost control of your limbs, crying out weakly Seonghwas name. Seonghwa kept his steady pace all the while until he himself was thrown over the edge.

You recognize the feeling of thick ropes of cum pouring into you. Seonghwas own cries had increased in volume as he emptied inside you. It took several seconds, but when he had finally milked the last of his orgasms from your body he pulled away.

You lay spent but completely content on the bed before him with what could only be described as a dopey smile. He always looked so beautiful when he came and even coming down yourself you had to admire the gorgeous man you married. He cracked his own smile at your face and leaned to give you a lingering kiss. And your eyes dropped closed.

"Go to sleep, darling, ill take care of you in the morning."

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