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miupow · 7 months ago
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Kai who’s so so sorry but he can’t help himself! Locks you up in a cute decorated room so he can have you all to himself. Try’s to make it better with sweet kisses and touches but you’re still so sad. He knows you want to leave and he can’t let that happen! You have to stay here even if he has to take drastic measures
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THIS IS WHAT I MEANT BY DARK CONTENT BAYBEEE!!! IM RUNNING CIRCLES
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justhereforthecupcakes · 13 days ago
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Terry: This is a gift from me to you.
Daniel: I don’t want your gifts.
Terry: (places envelope on his chest) I think you do…
Daniel: (opens envelope) Notice of dissolution of marriage… Are these divorce papers for Amanda and me?!?!?!
Terry: (holds out pen) You are one signature away from being free to marry me.
Later….
Terry: All you have to do is say Yes, baby.
Daniel: Terry, for the last time, I am NOT leaving my wife and kids for you. There is nothing you can say or offer that will change that.
Terry: I bought us a ranch in Jersey. We’re neighbors with Bruce Springsteen!
Daniel: …
Amanda: …Daniel!
Samantha: Dad?!
Daniel: well, uh… I… I… I’m thinking!
Amanda: *huffs in annoyance and drags him off* Come on! You and your stupid mancrush on Bruce Springsteen.
*Samantha turns back to deathstare Terry*
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justhereforthecupcakes · 5 days ago
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Actually that sounds about right.
Kreese is his weakness. But weaknesses can be overcome.
Daniel is his obsession and addiction — And those are forever.
I find it so hilarious that Terry thinks Kreese is his weakness, like?
Bitch, we see the way you snapped back to your old ways when you were told about Daniel. You didn't even see him, you just HEARD HIS NAME and went obsessive
We know what you are, Terry
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marchsfreakshow · 1 year ago
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American Horror Story Masterlist
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Tate Langdon:
The Locket With A Masquerade
Sad Goodbyes
The Original Nirvana
The Small Things
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Kit Walker:
Quiet Boy 18+
Wounds And All
Lost In A Maze
Sweet Treats And Gentlemen
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Kyle Spencer:
Words Are Overrated
Stubbornness
Reading This And That
Innocent Touch
Painting Rain
Heart To Heart
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Jimmy Darling
Red Is My Favourite Colour
Sculpting Something More
It's A Sin
Watermelon Ice Cream 18+
Bewitching
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James Patrick March
Memories Fading
Poems - 1 2 3 4 5 6
Dangerously Yours
My Sweet Girl 18+
Two Sweet Teeth
Inconsistencies (Part 2)
Clair De Lune
Stay In My Arms
That 80's Song
Heartache In Him
Nightshade
The Stage Is Yours
Opium And Monique Gibeau
Dreary Dreams In A Window
Nicknames And Praise 18+
Loving The Same
Why So Lonely Solitaire?
Need Me More 18+
Bloodthirsty And Lustful 18+
Having Their Fill [ft. The Countess]
Comforting A Murder 18+
Desperate Pain 18+
A Little Piece Of Heaven
Blood And Organs, For You
Familiarities Upon Death
False Protection
Adorations
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Kai Anderson
Obsession Over Control 18+
Marionette
His Stalker 18+
Theatrics 18+
A Drug For His Heart
Withdrawals And Heartache
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Dandy Mott
Never Leave
Seriously, Don't Cry
Can I Sew Into Your Heart?
Princesses Over Princes
Oh The Sleeping Beauty 18+
Loving The Fool
Such A Crybaby! [Seperate M.list]
You Over Her!
Scared And Red
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Violet Harmon
Halloween Exploration
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b1mbodoll · 11 months ago
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Gabi I need two faced hyuka kidnapping love starved y/n PLEASE 💔💔
pairings: hueningkai x f! reader
warnings: stalking + voyeurism + masturbation + anal + virginity + dub / noncon
💌: FINALLY SOME GOOD FUCKING FOOD!!!!! ive been slamming my head against the wall n waiting desperately for txt asks 😞
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stalker! hyuka is so good at hiding his darker side from you. he plays off his obsession by telling you he’s just protective! follows you around late at night to ensure you get home safe n if he watches you through the window as you undress, so what? he deserves some sort of payment for his troubles, right?
kai always sticks around for a bit when you’ve made it home, hoping that you’ll play with your cute cunt or fuck yourself with a plushie that he gifted you, fisting his cock as you unknowingly put on a show and hump the stuffed toy like a bitch in heat, arching your back when you cum.
sometimes he’ll venture inside when you’re busy shopping or running errands, laying on your bed and allowing himself to bask in your scent, shoving his face into the sheets and inhaling deeply; slowly grinding his cock against one of your pillows, a little grin forming on his face when he realizes it’s the one you usually rest your head on at night.
kai’s always alert when he decides to break into your home. well, almost always. he’s too desperate to cum, groaning as he continues rutting against your pillow, the sound of your keys unlocking the door falling on deaf ears.
before he can register that you are, in fact, home, you’ve already caught him. kai’s quick to apologize, muttering excuses about how he didn’t mean to and that he’ll do anything for your forgiveness but then he glances at your face and oh? you’re not disgusted.
quite the opposite actually, pressing your thighs together and biting your lip at the sight of him covered in a sheen of sweat, his pretty face flushed from exertion.
kai reaches for you; grabbing your jaw with one hand and your waist with the other, biting back a smirk when you moan at the touch.
he knows you’ve never been kissed before, never had your virgin holes fucked and filled with cum but yet you crave it; so desperate for cock that you’ll let him do whatever he wants and still beg for more.
that’s how you find yourself beneath hyuka, nearly crying while he presses soft kisses to your shoulder and works his thick cock past the tight rim of your ass, taking pity on you and allowing you to get used to his size, rather than slamming into you all at once like he’s dreamed of doing.
he didn’t even have to try to convice you to let him, it’s sort of pathetic but he’s not complaining, needy virgins are his favorite.
it hurts so bad you can’t stop yourself from whimpering, reaching back and trying to push him away when he’s finally inside but your puckered hole is clenching around him and kai’s on the verge of losing his mind, shushing you as he tries to collect himself.
you’ll soon realize that he doesn’t care about pleasuring you, selfishly chasing his release and using your asshole like a fleshlight, not bothering to rub your clit or fuck your pussy because all you are to him is a fuckdoll; made to take his cum and nothing more. it seems to you, like he’s simply using you to jerk off and it should make you upset but all you feel is happy.
exhaustion settles in your bones and you almost pass out until he thrusts into you one last time, ropes of thick cum flooding your insides making you gasp in surprise, your eyes widening before your own orgasm washes over you, white hot pleasure completely wiping your mind of any other thoughts except kai, chanting “i love you” over and over as he fills you up.
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chronic-escapixt · 3 months ago
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Longing
post-merge!Kai x f!reader
content warnings/tags ~ Minors DNI, 18+ ONLY, Dark fiction, yandere, stalking, magical drugging, Kai's POV
summary ~ Kai develops an obsession with the first person to show that they care about him
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Our story starts with the day that I died. Well - technically I didn’t ‘die’. But I almost did. I could feel it for weeks now: non-stop nosebleeds and night sweats turned into something much more serious than I wanted to admit. 
I could barely stand up straight when I finally dragged myself to my dear sister, Josette’s apartment. I had to swallow a lot of pride coming here. Since the make-shift merge granted me my own magic (sorry little brother) , I thought I’d never have to ask anything from any of them again, yet here I am.
Doubled over, clutching my abdomen, where every one of my failing organs fights over which can kill me the fastest, having rang the doorbell for the second time.
That’s when I hear a sweet voice behind me.
“Hey, are you alright?”
I don’t move or even respond at first because there’s no way she’s talking to me.
Then I feel her step closer, “sir..”
That’s when I turn and notice the micro-expression of shock on her face as she glimpses my sunken features and sickly pallor. Oddly enough, she doesn’t recoil away from me. She’s more concerned than anything.
“I don’t mean to sound like a stalker but I just saw you struggle the whole way up the stairs. Do you need an ambulance or could I call someone?”
She’s beautiful, okay.. like a major babe. Making it all the more embarrassing when I trip through my words. I should excuse myself because I feel lightheaded and socially deprived doesn’t even begin to describe the last two decades of my life, but I find myself flustered.
“Are you okay?” she repeats slower. She genuinely cared about my wellbeing even though it didn't benefit her at all.
I snap out of it. “yeah.. I’m fine.. just here to see my sister. She’s a doctor, so I’m hoping she can work her magic on me.. so to speak..” I try to straighten my posture, but my shoulders sag right back down pathetically. 
“Oh! You’re Jo’s brother?” 
“Yeah, we’re super close.. we’re twins actually.” 
She gives me a weird look then laughs out loud, “you’re funny.” I force a short chuckle at the expense of my aching ribcage.
It’s just like Jo to interrupt our conversation when she finally answers her door for me. 
“Kai?” she looks me over. “What’s going on?”
“Well, I thought I’d visit you since im not feeling the greatest and your neighbor here was kind enough to check on me.”
“Y/N?”
She greets Jo with a smile then turns to me.
“It was nice meeting you, Kai.” I could've died happy in that moment, watching her lips form the sounds of my name.
She continued, “I really hope you feel better and maybe I’ll see you around.”
I watched her disappear into that apartment of hers. Apartment B25, on the right side across from Jo’s. I’d learn it had a balcony that I could view from the storefront of the coffee joint across the street. 
My smile left my face when I turned back to my sister. For once in our lives, Jo actually helped me. It turns out I just needed her magic, the missing piece to complete the merge. 
Days went by and, my body felt better than ever, but my chest still felt achy. Like a weird gnawing right behind my sternum that bothered me at night and kept me up with sad thoughts. Ever since that weird crying fiasco, I started using the internet to look up these feelings I experienced based on my symptoms. Apparently, I was feeling longing.
I couldn’t ignore it for long, especially not when my memories of her face became hazy. I couldn’t remember if she had a beauty mark on her right or left cheek or that precise shade of hazel in her eyes. 
She became my obsession where all I could think about was the next time I could be around her. More and more I wanted to possess her. Keep her all to myself like a selfish child with their favorite toy. 
I learned her schedule and spent countless afternoons at that coffee shop across the street watching her come home after her classes. I found reasons, any reason at all to be in her building just so I could talk to her. 
I even told her I was a chemistry major just so I could finally get through the threshold of her apartment and smell the space permeated with her lovely cinamony scent. We’d sit together on her floor and I helped her study for her upcoming exam. Chemistry is surprisingly similar to alchemy and potions.
I’d watch her lips when she drunk her favorite cappuccino when we met up for coffee, my eyes never leaving the sight of the frothy milk left on her upper lip. 
I planned a murder when her out-of-state boyfriend decided to come visit her. Brock? Bruce? It doesn’t really matter because I made sure that asshole was out of her life for good. He was a douche anyway and she’s too pure for someone like him. It didn’t take me long to realize he was cheating on her. It wasn’t messy. I took a more refined approach and melted his brain with a simple spell before sending her every screenshot and the most brutal heartbreaking words I could think of sent from his cellphone.
Then I was her shoulder to cry on. I was the one that reassured her that she was enough. She was more than enough. She was perfect. 
I grew tired of watching her agonize over a shitty dead guy, making everything about him. So one night, when I got her drinks from the bar, I muttered a short spell to make a little potion to put her to sleep. I carried her home with me and tucked her into bed before climbing in next to her and pulling her into my chest. That gnawing was finally gone. No longer longing. I felt something else, but I didn’t care to google it because it felt so good I just wanted to enjoy it in the moment. I kissed her forehead and softly told my sleeping beauty that she was mine. 
And I’m never letting her go.
@daisy-renae @quinsly @ditzyzombiesblog
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justhereforthecupcakes · 9 days ago
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Daniel: YOU DETONATED THE ARENA? ARE YOU INSANE?!
Terry: An unintentional mishap. The plan was for the fireworks to spell out Will You Marry Me?
Daniel:…
Terry: Is that a Yes?
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scnderlands · 6 months ago
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If you’re open for requests, could you write something with Homelander please?
*cough* pervy Homelander *cough*
content warnings / tags : MINORS / AGELESS / BLANK BLOGS DNI, strong non-con to barely dub-con, panty thief / sniffer homelander!, oral ( fem reader receiving ), fingering, homelander basically threatening to kill you with laser eyes, stalking, 1.2k words, not proofread ;-;
kai’s notes : hey, my love, sorry this took so long :( I hope this is what you had in mind, I wasn’t fully sure what to write but I made a small drabble nonetheless ! I’m not sure how I feel about this at all, maybe I’ll rewrite it some day, but here it is <3
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you crept into his mind day and night, torturing him daily without your knowledge. you slowly became his obsession and it didn’t take you long to realise you had somewhat of a stalker.
you’d been working at vought for a few months and within the first few weeks you’d noticed weird things. at first it was small things like pens and notepads going missing, then a photo of you and your friend was torn in half, your face missing from the picture but your friends sat on your desk.
a few weeks later it began happening at home, to the point you changed your locks and installed cameras in your home, but it never caught anything. you’d put down your working long hours and doing too much work as to why you’d ‘forget’ where you put things. your keys not being where you left them, things going missing from the fridge, cupboard doors being left open, even not putting your clothes in the laundry basket properly. it wasn’t until you noticed that pairs of underwear and shirts started disappearing, perfume depleting faster than usual, your hairbrush being cleaned off from hair.
you were new to the city, no one knew who you were, you had no friends or family there so you knew it couldn’t be anyone you were familiar with. you tried to report it but it wasn’t taken seriously, not that it surprised you in the slightest.
every day at work got worse, always having mountains of paperwork to go through, and home was no escape either — both places feeling as unsafe as the other. but today was worse than usual, all you’d been doing was dealing with office politics and running around after the seven to get them to sign paperwork. and you were the only one that seemed to be doing any work around the tower, and being new made it all that much worse.
once you got home you threw your bag down on the floor, and stripped off as you walked towards your bedroom, desperate to jump in the shower and go to bed.
“what the fuck…”
you stopped dead in your tracks as you saw the homelander laid out on your bed, pants around his ankles, cock in his hand, and a pair of your dirty underwear over his face.
he didn’t even bother to look over at you, instead he fucked his fist even harder, quicker. your name rolled from his tongue over and over, his hips bucking needily into his hand, he was whimpering like a puppy as he was approaching his finish.
you took a few steps back as slow and quiet as you could, but he could hear you no matter what.
“don’t you dare fucking move.” he glared down at you and stopped what he was doing, anger flashing red across his face.
your heart jumped into your throat and you did what he said, fear overtaking your body to the point you couldn’t even move if you wanted to.
“how did you—“
“get in? what, you think changing your locks could stop me?” he raised an eyebrow wondering if you were really that naive.
truth be told, you didn’t know how to answer, you’d never have suspected it was homelander that had been messing with you, stalking you. you rarely saw him that much in work, only occasionally in passing or talking to him when you needed him to sign something. in your head there was no reason for him to be here, for him to be obsessed with you to the point of breaking into your house.
“come here. now.”
he gestured you over with one finger and you stared at him, your blood pulsing through your body so loud that you could barely hear anything else. if it wasn’t for his eyes beginning to glow red, you don’t think you’d have had the balls to move your feet.
it felt like it took you an eternity to walk towards him, and his look of impatience did nothing but cement that feeling in you. he glared at you all the same, reaching out and grabbing you by the wrist with a bone crushing grip.
he pushed you down against the mattress and hovered above you, his cock pushing against your bare thigh, and he couldn’t help but moan at the slight bit of friction.
“you have no idea how long I’ve waited for this, do you?”
you shook your head side to side without meeting his gaze, too embarrassed by the way his hand was slowly rubbing up your thigh.
his other hand grabbed your jaw and forced you to look at him, a shiteating grin creeping along his face as he cocked his head to the side. it was obvious he wanted to see your face when he touched you, to see if you reacted in the way he’d always imagined you would, how he pictured your pretty face every time he came thinking about you.
homelander chuckled to himself as he kissed your neck, slowly moving his way down your nearly naked body. the lower he got, the more every muscle in your body tightened and the more excited he got. finally his head was between your legs, his face pushing up against the fabric that still covered your cunt.
he let out a sigh and breathed in, enjoying finally being able to take in your sweet scent while your underwear was still on. you could feel him grinding his nose up against you, his tongue desperately lapping at your cunt just to get as much of a taste as he could.
“please, stop…” you pushed at his head to try and get him away, but that only cemented his grip on you, his hands wrapping around your hips tighter and pulling you even closer to his face.
he enjoyed the way you struggled against him, how weak and pathetic humans were, and he could practically smell the way it turned you on — even with how much you pretended you didn’t want it.
he couldn’t resist it any longer, desperate to finally taste you on his tongue, to have your juices dripping down his chin, to have his cock buried so deep inside you that you could barely breathe.
homelander hooked a finger around the crotch of your underwear, letting his knuckle skim across your clit ever so slightly just to get a reaction out of you.
“homelander…” your hips instinctually bucked towards his touch, a heat rising up your body.
with one swift pull your panties were nearly destroyed, and he wasted no time burying his face in your cunt. his tongue swirled around your throbbing clit and dipped in and out of your hole, his grip tightening on your sides the more he lost himself in you.
your hand intertwined in his hair as you attempted to yank his face away from you, but that just added to his enjoyment, a muffled moan vibrating between your legs as he kept eating you out.
“fuck—“ he came up for air for only a second before dipping his head straight back down.
he pushed his fingers knuckle deep into you and laughed at the moan he pulled from you, no matter how much you tried to be quiet you just couldn’t. his fingers curled up back and forth inside of you and his tongue went back to work.
it was obvious that he wasn’t going to stop until he was satisfied, regardless of how many times you came, how much you begged him to stop. for tonight, you belonged to him, and you were going to take it like a good little slut.
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justhereforthecupcakes · 2 months ago
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Ah. The Daniel LaRusso Derangement Syndrome is strong in this one.
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I mean I too would drop everything for the opportunity to menace Daniel LaRusso again.
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Especially 53 year old Daniel LaRusso in leggings.
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tyuns-world · 8 months ago
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⊹ My stalker ⊹
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Stalker!Kai × Fem!Reader
Genre: smut
Warnings: stalking, nsfw (minors dni)
Summary: Kai has been secretly watching his neighbor for months, fantasizing about them, even going as far as trespassing. One night, he gets the opportunity to make his move.
Wc: 1k
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Kai watched you sleep, eat, have friends over, and celebrate holidays. You had yourself a proper stalker, and you didn't even know it. You kept your bedroom blinds wide open, unaware that he'd rented a room adjacent to yours—a room that gave him a full view of you as you undressed to shower. He loved admiring the curves of your body, thinking about how soft your dark skin must be and how perfectly angelic you must smell.
He knew you preferred a vanilla scent, evident from your lotions and perfumes. He even bought the same ones so he could surround himself with your scent, touching himself while thinking about your perfect body: your large, round breasts, your smooth, slightly chubby stomach, your plush thighs, and that nice, round ass. Of course, he admired more than just your body; he wasn't a creep who only wanted you physically. No, that's what low lives do. He loved your expressive brown eyes, the way you laughed with your whole body, how careful and caring you were, and, of course, how naive and careless you could be. You never closed your bedroom blinds and sometimes even forgot to lock your apartment door.
Don't you know how easy it is for someone to sneak behind someone into your building, take the elevator up to the 13th floor, and enter your apartment? It always smelled lovely; you often burned incense and candles. He liked sitting on your soft couch, imagining how nice it would be if he were your boyfriend, watching a movie and cuddling with you. Then, he'd take it to the bedroom, where he loved finding the toys you hid. He often imagined it was his cock you were taking, not some dumb vibrator. He always slipped out before you came back, locking the door behind him. Wouldn't want some creep breaking in now, right?
Kai was good at keeping a low profile. As a pretty famous streamer, it was second nature for him to disguise himself when he went out. Despite being a little shy, he didn't give off creepy vibes to anyone. Whoever met him thought he was tall, charming, and attractive. So, of course, no one would suspect that he was a stalker obsessed with watching you. He first saw you in the grocery store months ago, back when you worked there. You helped him find the ingredients for a recipe he wanted to try, and Kai, admittedly new to cooking, was smitten with you from that moment. You were so kind, helpful, and patient, never getting angry at his inexperienced questions. He had never felt this taken by someone before, so of course, after that day, he followed you home. He had to know where his future wife lived.
You were Kai's first and only target. He had never been interested in dating or anything else, just focused on his living a bachelor life. But as soon as he met you, he put in more hours as a streamer and content creator. He needed more money so he could take care of you, so you'd never have to work. He never spent his paychecks on much—only on a room perfect for watching you, some gadgets to plant in your place so he could hear your lovely voice, and, of course, any scent you bought.
One night, Kai saw you get dressed in skimpier clothing than usual. Your skin glowed as you tie your curly hair up. He wondered where you planned to go, showing that much skin. Only he should see you in clothes like this. As your friends came over, he plugged his headphones into his computer so he could listen in. "This club is gonna be so fun, Y/N. It'll be a nice break from the boring, drab life you live," your friend said. Kai always thought your 'besties' were a bad influence, and he vowed to get rid of them when you two were ultimately together. The next few words you said sent Kai into a frenzy. "Yeah, maybe I'll find someone to bring home. These dating apps are failing me and my sex life."
Such promiscuous words leaving your pretty lips excited him but also angered him. How dare you think of sleeping with anyone but him? The reason your dates never pan out is because Kai always gets rid of them. He's not a killer, of course, but he pretends to be a bereaved boyfriend or ex to scare them off. The man you need is him.
Kai never put himself in a position to be spotted by you, but he had to go to this club and make sure any man who approached you was properly dealt with. This was a stupid decision on his end—he could get recognized and cause a commotion—but he didn't care. He needed to protect you from the creeps of this world. He called up a few of his friends and told them they should get drinks at this club he heard about. Despite spending his every waking hour tracking your movements, Kai hadn't killed his social life. So his friends weren't suspicious at all. Kai threw on his usual attire of black and grey clothing, complete with a baseball hat and mask to hide his face, and set out to the club. He had to arrive before you so he could scout the perfect place to watch.
After a while, Kai regretted bringing his friends along. Despite being a good cover, they were also a huge distraction, craving drinks, parties, and dancing. All he wanted was to watch his pretty angel. So far, you'd just been having a good time with your friends, with the occasional guy trying to approach but getting shut down. He was lucky you had high standards. He didn't know if he'd be able to control himself if you were dancing up on some stranger.Kai made the mistake of looking at you for too long, which piqued the interest of his friends. "Ah, she's beautiful. She got your eye, Kai?" Kai's friend, Yeonjun, teased, throwing his arm over his friend. Kai remained calm; if he freaked out now, his friends would get suspicious. "Yeah, she's pretty, but I doubt I'm her type," Kai shrugged. "Well, of course, you'd be nobody's type with this get-up you have on," Beomgyu piped in, taking off Kai's hat.
That made him panic a little. kai felt a surge of anxiety clawing at his chest. "We know you're a streamer and all," beomgyu says, his voice laced with doubt, "but I doubt anyone here will recognize you. I mean, most of them are drunk." In one swift motion, he reached out and yanked Kai's mask down before Kai could even react. Suddenly, Kai's face was completely exposed, and a wave of regret washed over him. He cursed himself silently; he should have just called in a bomb threat to the club. That would have been easier, safer.
But before Kai could even contemplate hiding his face again, one of your friends approached their group. "Hey, we’ve been watching you guys a while. do you guys wanna sit with us over there? We have a booth," she offered. Kai knew he should refuse, that every instinct screamed at him to protect his anonymity. But the mere thought of being close to you in person set his heart pounding, his legs moving of their own accord, faster than his brain could catch up.
Before he knew it, he was standing in front of your table, watching you sip on a drink. He glanced behind him, silently pleading with one of his friends to take the lead, to sit down first. But they betrayed him, sensing his infatuation and seizing the perfect opportunity. With a slight push, they nudged him forward, forcing him to take a seat next to you, while they settled in with the other girls in your group. It was a subtle action, one that went unnoticed by everyone except Kai, who felt like his world was spinning out of control.
The conversation flowed naturally between the group after Kai calmed down, the tension of his unmasking dissipating into the air. Despite the initial panic, he found himself surprisingly happy about the situation. It had provided him with a valuable opportunity to gather more intel on your friends, and he was definitely planning on doing some serious research once he got home. Every word that escaped your pretty mouth was already familiar to Kai, but he feigned surprise nonetheless, his heart fluttering each time you spoke.
"Hey, I've been meaning to ask, but aren't you KaiInteractive?" Sakura, one of your friends, spoke up, her voice cutting through the ambient chatter. There it was – his cover blown. Now he had to be extra careful to ensure you didn't spot him while he followed you around the city. Before, he could comfortably watch you stroll through the streets, jog along the same path as you, and even slip into restaurants unnoticed. But now, he had to ensure he wasn't anywhere close to your line of sight.
"Yeah, I am," Kai replied, his tone tinged with annoyance towards the friends who had stripped away his disguise. "That's so cool! I watch your streams all the time! Y/N and I were there for your first 24-hour stream. We love your stuff," Sakura gushed, her enthusiasm evident. You stiffened slightly at the revelation, and Kai couldn't help but feel a twinge of shock. He hadn't known about your presence at his 24-hour stream; it had happened long before you two had met at the grocery store.
Did that mean you had recognized him all along, and that's why you had been so nice? As Kai pondered this, he felt his obsession with you intensify. He needed to know absolutely everything about you. "Oh, is that right?" he teased, directing his playful remark at you. You grew noticeably quiet and shy under his gaze, a reaction that only fueled Kai's desire to unravel more about you.
"Let's dance," you interjected, smoothly changing the subject as you seized Kai's hand, guiding him towards the pulsating dance floor. In that moment, Kai's curiosity almost vanished entirely as he found himself swept up in the rhythm, his focus solely on you. As you moved with a captivating grace, dancing provocatively with him, Kai couldn't help but marvel at his incredible luck. Each sway of your hips, each sultry glance, etched itself into his memory, becoming a permanent fixture in his mind.
Though not lacking in dancing skill himself, Kai made sure to keep you thoroughly entertained, matching your every move with fluidity and precision. After a while of dancing, you turned around and stared at Kai with intensity. There was a heavy tension in the air, and you couldn't take it anymore. You smashed your lips onto his. Kai was overjoyed; he could die happily today. All those hours wishing your perfect lips were upon his, and now it was a reality. Kai matched your hungry energy perfectly, already thinking about how good it was going to be to get off on this later.
When you two parted for air, you got on your tiptoes and whispered into Kai's ear, "Let's go back to my place." All of Kai's self-preservation instincts flew out the window as he eagerly followed you out of the club and back to your place. As soon as he stepped through your door, you kissed him passionately. Kai grabbed your waist, eliciting a moan from you. He knew how much you loved that; he had caught you a few times pathetically trying to grab your own waist while masturbating. Despite the dim lighting, with only the faint glow from the kitchen lights, Kai expertly guided you both towards the couch.
He knew your apartment's layout like the back of his hand. As you fell onto the couch, Kai admired the way you looked: heavy breathing, smudged lipstick, dress hiked up revealing part of your panties, and the lustful look on your face that drew him in. He could get addicted to this.
Kai pulled his shirt over his head and discarded it on your living room floor. Despite being a shut-in, Kai had a perfectly muscular body. He knew your type and had trained hard to become it. As Kai moved to lay on top of you on the couch, you stopped him. "Let's head over to my bedroom," you said, interlacing your fingers with his and pulling him towards your room. Kai didn't even take in the lovely vanilla scent of your room; he was too focused on the angel stripping in front of him. He couldn't concentrate on the decor or think about wandering into your bathroom.
The scene before him was far better than any information gathering he should have been doing. Kai already knew what your naked body looked like, but to be able to touch it and confirm his thoughts about its scent and smoothness was way better. He didn't waste another moment, pulling you into another breathless kiss, touching you in all the right places as if he knew your body inside and out... because he did. He had studied you and was overly prepared for this moment. He knew exactly what you liked and to what extent. He knew you enjoyed your breasts being sucked on rather than flicked. He knew which dirty words elicited a response from you.
You felt as if Kai was made for you in that moment because he had molded himself to be. Every kiss, stroke, and word was perfect, and he knew it. Kai was in complete control of you as you lay in a pleasure-induced daze beneath him. Everything he did felt amazing to your body, and you surrendered completely. His cock even felt like it was made for you, as you easily adjusted to his length and girth, utterly fucked out of your mind by him.
Kai loved being able to control you like this, relishing how desperately you wanted him, how you needed him in this moment. He was overjoyed, teasing your body and leaving his love marks all over your neck and chest as he fucked you just right. you were his only his and from this moment thats all you will be. Every touch, every thrust, was a testament to his meticulous preparation and intimate knowledge of your desires, intensifying the electric connection between you two.
Kai could feel your body tensing beneath him, your moans growing louder and more urgent. He knew you were close, and he matched your rising need with his own fervor. His hands roamed over your body, caressing and gripping, driving you wild with desire. He whispered dirty words into your ear, knowing exactly which ones would send shivers down your spine. Your vision blurred as the pleasure became too much to contain. With one final, deep thrust, Kai pushed you over the edge.
You cried out, your body convulsing with the force of your orgasm. Kai came just from the sight of you finishing. you left breathless and trembling and Kai was proud of himself; all that watching and learning had paid off. He got to see the ultimate sight, one he now couldn't live without. He must be with you—he had to speed up his timeline and integrate himself into your life. everything was perfect you were perfect.
After you both came down from the high of your orgasms, you looked up at him with soft eyes. "Will you stay the night?" you asked as Kai started to slip back on his boxers. As tempting as the offer was, Kai needed to get back and update his Y/N journal and he must get up early to watch your daily jog. "Yeah, it's late and my place is pretty far," the lie slipped easily from his lips.
"Oh, but don't you live right across from me?" you said mindlessly, hoping to get the boy to stay. Kai stopped in his tracks, and you realized what you had said. Fuck, you just blew your cover. How will you explain this? Maybe he's too tipsy to even realize? You don't want to have to get rid of another.
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gothlcsan · 1 year ago
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TXT ; THEIR KINKS
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PARING idol!txt , reader (gender unspecified)
GENRE 18+ smut
SYNOPSIS txt and the kinks i associate with them
WORD COUNT 590
WARNINGS pet play, oral (reader receiving), dubcon, taehyun!panty sniffer/stealer, usage of pet names, very perverted…, stalker!kai, thigh jobs, dacryphilia
♫ somebody - keshi
a/n day seven of kinktober, not proofread! these are kinks i associate with the members and the ideas make me 😵‍💫 hehe if you enjoyed please consider liking and reblogging!
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soobin painfully obssessed with oral. he cannot go a second without thinking about going down on you. you’ll come over to spend the night with your boyfriend and end up with his head between your thighs pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you until your eyes roll back into your skull and you’re drooling down your chin. he loves to wake you up with his head promptly back in between your thighs, love marks already scattered across the soft flesh as he swirls his tongue so perfectly making you tremble under his hands that held you up to his mouth via your ass. soobin loving the way you cum in his mouth or on his face, not stopping to test your endurance making you practically ride his face through the aftershocks.
taehyun is such a perv!!! loves to come into your room when you’re not home, digging into your hamper and finding already worn underwear, climbing into your bed! he’ll drown himself in your scent, underwear pressed firmly against his face as he jerks himself off to it. despite being together for a few years now he still gets off on the idea of you not knowing this habit of his, loving the confusion on your face when you complain to him that you’ve misplaced another pair of underwear not knowing it was stuffed in your boyfriend’s pocket the entire time.
yeonjun he’s so so so cute. most people assume he’s the dominant one if your two’s relationship not know he likes to be dressed up as your bunny, his moans flowing out like honey when you thrust into him so nicely. his eyes wet as you wrap your hand around the base of his throat, holding him in place, groaning that he was so good for you. he loves being told he’s such a good boy, shivering when you do so, so pretty and so sensitive, gentle pressure against his nipples making him cum all over. prettiest sounds ever.
beomgyu loves, i mean is absolutely obsessed with crying to get his way. he knows you’re into seeing him cry, his begging to fuck you making your body tingle with excitement every time. he’ll watch you strip in front of him but he’s not allowed to touch neither you or himself, his cock hard against his abdomen dark red and leaking. beomgyu will start to cry begging to fuck you, sobbing harder when you allow him to rut in between your thighs, the fabric of your tights feeling so good against his aching cock. :( he’ll cum so much, dirtying your shoes not even having to ask him as he quickly cleans up the mess with his tongue, cooing how good he is before kissing him all over.
kamal plushie lover who loves to buy plushies for his lover. however, unbeknownst to you, there’s cameras in every single one. you’ve found it so endearing that he buys you plushies, always helping you place them around your bedroom calling him a neat freak as he fixes them so none of them block one another. now, a cute habit was a coverup for something more perverted, kai in the car on the way to schedules, watching you through the camera app, smirking as he watches you get undressed. some days he’ll watch you touch yourself through the cameras, replying with, “i know baby, i know,” when you text him you need him so badly. you not knowing that typical answer being far from a phrase, him seeing and knowing exactly what you meant.
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erens-head · 4 months ago
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Amenity
:Various! Yandere! My Hero Academia x Female! Civilian! Reader
In your words, you are a normal woman. You have an average job and a quirk that's nothing special. You have a husband, a well villain husband, and a son both who you love with all your heart. Life is great for you so far, and you wouldn't do anything to change that. That is until people start to pop out of nowhere and take a liking to your kindness. You thought it was just meaningless admirations, oh how terribly wrong you were.
Yandere List (you are here), Information, Prologue
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Love Interests/Yanderes:
☆: platonic
♡: romantic
danger level: how much of a threat they pose to their darling or the people close to their darling. there are five stages.
1/5: harmless. These yanderes will not cause any type of harm to their darling or the people around their darling. They are slightly overprotective but not suffocating. They would leave their darling alone if it made them happier.
2/5: These yanderes, although relatively harmless, use blackmail or threats to anyone who is close to their darling. They will not cause any harm to their darling. They only allow relationships with their darling if they approve of said person. They might even share their darling with someone else.
3/5: Yanderes under this category are violent to anyone their darling cares about. While the others above don't actually draw out the threats they declare, this type does. Anyone who interacts with their darling is most of the time killed or injured. These types of yanderes will hurt their darling, although they will feel guilty and apologize.
4/5: Intense. Yanderes here are obsessive and possessive of their darling and have to know everything about them. They don't bother hiding their tendencies from their darling and even show their violent side. They will hurt their darling, maybe for their safety or even amusement. They might mock their darling or let them get hurt.
5/5: Extremely intense. Yanderes in this category will kill everyone their darling is close/cares about and have no mercy at all. They will lock their darling away from society so they will only have the privilege of enjoying their company. They might hurt their darling for punishment, fun, or boredom. These yanderes would rather kill their darling then let them leave.
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♡: ALL FOR ONE
possessive, manipulative
danger level: 5/5
☆: TOMURA SHIGARAKI
possessive, impulsive
danger level: 3/5
☆: HIMIKO TOGA
obsessive, violent
danger level: 3/5
♡: JIN BUBAIGAWARA (twice)
obsessive, stalker
danger level: 2/5
♡: KAI CHISAKI
possessive, manipulative
danger level: 5/5
☆: TOUYA TODOROKI (dabi)
possessive, violent
danger level: 4/5
♡: TOSHINORI YAGI (all might)
obsessive, protective
danger level: 1/5
♡: ENJI TODOROKI (endeavor)
possessive, violent
danger level: 3/5
☆: KEIGO TAKAMI (hawks)
obsessive, stalker
danger level: 4/5
♡: SHOTA AIZAWA (eraserhead)
possessive, protective
danger level: 2/5
♡: HIZASHI YAMADA (present mic)
obsessive, stalker
danger level: 2/5
♡: NEMURI KAYAMA (midnight)
possessive, manipulative
danger level: 4/5
♡: RUMI USAGIYAMA (mirko)
possessive, manipulative
danger level: 4/5
♡: REI TODOROKI
possessive, violent
danger level: 5/5
☆: IZUKU MIDORIYA
obsessive, protective
danger level: 2/5
☆: KATSUKI BAKUGO
possessive, violent
danger level: 3/5
☆: SHOTO TODOROKI
possessive, impulsive
danger level: 2/5
☆: OCHACO URARAKA
obsessive, stalker
danger level: 2/5
☆: MOMO YAOYOROZU
possessive, protective
danger level: 2/5
☆: TENYA IIDA
obsessive, protective
danger level: 1/5
☆: FUMIKAGE TOKOYAMI
possessive, protective
danger level: 3/5
(Might add more as the story progresses)
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justhereforthecupcakes · 27 days ago
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Oh yes. I’ve always said Terry went way off course after meeting Daniel — we all know that.
But damn he would have gone downright INSANE if he met this version of Daniel.
Things would have been so much worse for poor Daniel if he walked in looking this freakin’ adorable. 🥰
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rafesbabyg1rl · 3 months ago
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Hiii pretties! Welcome to my blog!! Please keep things positive and stay slutty my friends!!!
~If you have any requests, please feel free to leave it in my inbox!!!~
Seriously, I love getting requests and just hearing all your thoughts and theories! Please don't be nervous to interact with me! This is a safe space, I promise.
Masterlist:
The Watcher: Stalker!Rafe x Pogue!Reader (Part One, Part Two, Part Three...) Private Session: Stripper!Reader x obsessive!Rafe (Part One, Part Two , Part Three) Bsf!Rafe gets jealous: Innocent!Reader x Possessive!Rafe
you can read the rest if you wanna know more about me !!
Hello!! I'm Kat, or Kay, whatever you wanna call me. I'm literally just a girl. I am a freakkkk. I do be a bit of a stoner y'all, and I usually am high when I write, so if I make a mistake, I'm blaming that. I'm from the United States (unfortunately) and I only speak English. This is a safe place; I am always here if anyone wants to talk. I do not discriminate; I do not spread hate. I do not and will not tolerate hate or unkind behavior towards me or others here on my blog. Like seriously guys I have bad anxiety, so please be nice and don't make it harder for me.
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Who do I write for? I only write for Rafe Cameron. However, I'm not opposed to writing a little or sharing thoughts about other Outer Banks Characters!
What do I write? I will write literally almost anything. There’s no such thing as too much for me, so request away please. ------ As for darker topics, I will write them. Actually, a large portion of my work will include darker topics/themes/kinks, etc. I will write sensitive subjects too. But just because I live for that shit, doesn't mean everyone else does so I'll do my best to include warnings on all my work for any content that might potentially be triggering for others.
(Small warning: mentions of my mental struggles and self-destructive habits) I've always struggled mentally. I've always felt as though the way my brain works is different from everyone else; like something is wrong with me. But after many many years, I now have a better understanding of myself and how my brain works. Not to dump this on y'all, I swear I have a point, but I have diagnosed depression, anxiety, and ADHD. These things are all a big challenge I face in my day-to-day life and are often the leading cause of why I may take longer to write and publish things. I may take breaks, so don't worry if I'm not active, I will be back at some point. And I'll try my best to update you guys on when I'm gonna be less active or vice versa. Another way my mental health effects my writing is because when I write, a lot of the time my personal experiences or feelings will end up incorporated within my work, since well, it's all coming from my brain. I mostly write for myself to express my thoughts and feelings, having others read and actually enjoy my work is just an added bonus. But personally, I have struggled with self-harm for about one third of my life. I often get ideas for new works revolving around this theme and may publish things about it eventually. Themes such as mental illnesses, self-harm, abuse, insecurities, EDs, suicidal thoughts, unhealthy relationships (obv), toxic household, etc. will have a reoccurring appearance throughout my works. So just be prepared, I guess.
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salternateunreality2 · 2 months ago
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Bodyguard AU, but it's Tifa for Cloud
Cloud is a quiet, grumpy, lanky organist with great talent and a deep obsession/love for his instrument.
Sephiroth is a former prodigy at the same instrument who went coocoo for Coco puffs due to his father/coach, the hooj, and has started to send Cloud creepy letters and flowers. He claims he was born from an organ (pun fully intended) named Jenova. Guy is cracked.
Cloud's good friend (and crush) Zack begs him to hire a bodyguard, and he digs his heels until Zack brings Tifa to meet him. She's a professional bodyguard with her girlfriend Aerith, and he reluctantly agrees because he knows her and she knows him and pushes all the right buttons to get him to agree.
Cloud: I'm just an organist, I don't need a bodyguard.
Tifa: the police have been helpful with your stalker?
Cloud: ...no, but-
Tifa: And the stalker would never escalate, I'm sure.
Cloud: ...
Zack: He started sending chocolates recently.
Tifa: So you and the people you love are gonna be totally fine, right?
Cloud: *squirm*
Tifa: And the walk from the church to your home is all on busy streets at the time you go?
Cloud: *SQUIRM*
Tifa: Maybe I can come over like just a sleepover. Catch up and be bros for a while, yeah? Or you can stay with me and Aerith for a bit, until this cools down. I'm sure Claudia would like that.
Cloud: ....Kay. But Zack needs protection too.
Tifa: Can do.
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BEE-FA, BEE-FA, BEE-FA!
Buff Tifa.
Cloud is still stubborn and dumb, and finds himself rejecting her help one night and saying he's fine, then storming off to his apartment down some back alleys. Then he hears footsteps.
Cloud: *dials*
Tifa: Hello? Cloud?
Cloud, strained: Hey, uh, I, um, might have been wrong earlier. Sorry.
Tifa: Something's wrong. Can you talk?
Cloud: A little.
Tifa: I'm coming, are you about at Main and 5th?
Cloud: Close, yeah.
Tifa guides him over the phone to a well-lit area with cameras while she catches up, making a lot of noise to scare off Sephiroth. It works and she gets to Cloud.
Cloud, high-pitched: Hey!
Tifa: He's gone, I scared him off. It was him, he dropped a paper swan without a note on it. You ok? *Checks him over*
Cloud: Not hurt. Sorry. Sorry for yelling. I was wrong. Sorry.
Tifa: Shh, Cloud, you're in a bit of shock, you're shaking. Come on, let's get home. I texted the group, he'll be there, ok? Here, you left your jacket, put it on. You're ok, I'm ok, deep breaths.
Cloud shakily obeys and lets her take his arm, leaning on her a little and shaking while she makes it look like they're just walking normally.
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The police (Turks?) finally take it seriously when one of the paper swan notes burns Cloud's hand before a big recital. Cloud performs anyway, but in agony, and Zack is so worried and is waiting in the wings to catch him when he stumbles, which he does.
Tifa's not amused by Cloud, but she respects his choices and hauls his butt to medical with Zack.
Eventually, they run into Angeal and Genesis, who are looking for their friend who they lost touch with when Genesis got cancer while Sephiroth was going through some shit. This escalates Seph again, and he breaks into Cloud's apartment while he's not there, leaving scary messages.
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marchsfreakshow · 4 months ago
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A Drug For His Heart [Kai Anderson]
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Rare Kai fluff? I suppose? / A bit of angst
What happens when an incel loser in his moms basement meets another loser who lives on Reddit every single day?
I love this idea. I hate that I got this idea when I was in town, so. (Hints of stalker!reader & stalker!Kai)
No one's perspective
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The message came up and it almost shocked him.
— ur Kai right? The top mod in this sub?
— yea. Why do you ask?
— Cause I need mod too.
You argued back and forth stupidly about being a moderator in a silly sub-Reddit you were both in. If you weren't sure you were a loser before, this definitely dug it into you. I mean, really? Arguing about being given moderator in a sub-Reddit because you thought you needed it?
Stupid.
Weeks, months went by as quick as lightning. Somehow getting into a loser argument caused you to start messaging Kai every day with ideas. He was confused. He was obsessed. He didn't know why you were giving him attention. But he liked it. He liked having someone rely on him.
— u live in this town don't u?
— um. Yes I do.
— let me come over. We should discuss this idea together in person.
What? You wanted to meet? Him? Were you serious?
— are you serious?
— wouldn't ask if I wasn't being serious.
Right. Okay then.
After a bit of back and forth, Kai hesitantly put in his address. You smiled once you saw the address. He was just where you thought he was, and it was 5 minutes away from you. Perfect. Somehow, your conversation ended there for the day. Getting your point across, then leave eachother alone for the hours left in the day. Going back to being a stupid moderator for something that didn't matter in the real world.
— promise ur free today?
— yea. How far are you?
— right now? Leavin my house.
— oh. Okay.
Oh he was so stupid. You only had to walk down the road and there you were. So, you took your time. Every step taking a million years. Kai's heart was racing. Having a random person visit? Winter probably wouldn't say anything if she opened the door. "Who are you?"
"Kai's friend. Come to visit him." What? A pretty one like you? Visiting...Kai? Tell Winter why she didn't believe you. Those silent words were obvious through her look. Furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips in a thin line. "What? We decided I'd come over so we can talk about our ideas for a subreddit we both mod in."
Jesus you really were a loser. "Sure. Come in...he's in the basement." Following the girl's footsteps, you eventually saw the man who'd you gained a decent friendship with. Kai turned around once he heard the steps, and saw you. You...you weren't what he was expecting. "They said they're here to visit you." Winter mentioned, glancing at you before walking back up the stairs.
The stare between you and Kai went on for about 5 minutes. An awkward, disbelieving silence. "...why are you here? Who are you?" You mentioned your user, staring at him with unemotional eyes. "No you aren't."
Sitting down next to him, you brought your phone out and showed Kai your Reddit profile. So, it was you. Fuck you were beautiful. There was no way you were the one begging for mod and constantly giving him stupid, worthless ideas for whatever. How on earth was this... gorgeous person, on a site like Reddit. "..damn."
"damn?"
"Damn."
The two of you started to talk about whatever it was you were there for. He was addicted already. Were you sure you were the one behind the screen? Everything about you. The way your eyes lit up when Kai gave you a dumb idea. The way you adjusted your hoodie every so often. The way your loose trousers were sat at just the perfect angle. The one for him. Every part of you was needed in Kai's heart. Every part. Why were you so perfect?
And you ended up on top of him. His hands hesitantly placed on your back. So nervous. So cute. Neither of you really knew how to kiss, but you got it eventually as you continued sort of, pressing your lips together, hoping something would happen. Both of you untouched, finding some way to experience those feelings together. That's all it was. Experimenting.
— can we do that again?
— what, makeout? Yeah sure.
— I did good then?
— well I think so. I'll come over like, Wednesday. Week before I move.
— wait what?
Wait what? You were moving? No! No. Oh no no no...Kai definitely didn't want that. Having you lay on top of him, silently looking at stupid shit on R/ 50/50. Even if it was only yesterday (for 4 hours); it was heaven. A heaven he didn't want to let go of. Ever. Oh fuck this. He needed you. You weren't allowed to just drop that bombshell on him, what the fuck?
But, you left him silent for the night. Not really giving him another explanation. Well that was a bit shitty of you. He wanted to know. Had to know. Why were you moving?? Did you see him just to say hello and prove you were real, before possibly moving all the way across the country?!
Kai couldn't sleep that night. He only wanted you. Physically. Emotionally. In every way a person could want another. His dreams of you ended up in him rutting against his sheets. Holding the fabric between his legs unconsciously, whimpering in his sleep. Whimpering and whispering your name. Well...online name. He didn't know your real name still.
— why the fuck are you moving? We haven't even fucked yet.
— what? Just because we made out once doesn't mean we're suddenly allowed to fuck.
— no. Come on. Please. Don't move. Please don't move. I need you.
Why did those words tug at your heart? I mean, sure you wanted to kiss Kai again, but his desperation for you was...a bit unnerving. You'd only met once.
— where do live? How far are you from me?
— I'll come see you. We can make out again. Spend every day together before you leave. Please.
Hesitantly, you typed your address in for Kai. And not 5 minutes later, you heard your doorbell go. Muffled, but you heard it. Kai. Your mother answered the door, spoke to the man in front of her for a few minutes. You couldn't make out any of the words that they spoke to eachother. "Hey.."
"Hey.."
Kai sat himself down next to you, your laptop playing some random YouTube essay video. Looking at eachother, you then found yourself on his lap again. Kai got a bit more confident with his hands, despite this only being the second time you two connected your lips together. Truly unable to stop himself from becoming obsessed with you. Your taste was invasive on his lips, and it was all he wanted for the next few days. Hands stuck to your waist, your hands on his neck. Clothes shakily discarded. Whispered praises.
— are you sure that was your first time? You were so, tight. Felt good.
— I wouldn't really lie about being a virgin.
— I'm gonna miss you. So bad. Let me have your number. So I can send you me when you miss me.
— um...okay.
— you're amazing.
Two weeks into your move, Kai bombarded you with wonders about your new place. A whole new state, and new things to explore. You did reply with the amount of fervour Kai gave you, but it did get tiring eventually. Like more of a chore than anything.
You eventually found yourself feeling tired as soon as Kai sent you a good morning message. You eventually started to drift apart. You eventually found yourself a job, getting out of the house more, and not spending your time on Reddit anymore.
Kai's heart was practically torn once he saw that you didn't care for him as much anymore. You didn't use him for sex or a relationship, he knew that much. But god he wanted more.
Is it possible to suffer withdrawals from not being around your favourite person? Kai's heart raced at all times when he was thinking of you.
Just fucking his fist to that Polaroid of you on top of him, desperate to hear your voice. Desperate to see that 'not delivered' turn into 'sent. Delivered. Read.' But he doubted that would happen. You hadn't contacted him on anything. He couldn't find your Reddit profile anymore.
Why? Why did you have to break his heart that way? Kai didn't know what he did...
He just wanted you.
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