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edenesth · 1 month ago

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Cheat Codes and Heartstrings

"Oh, dude, what are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be on a date?" Wooyoung asked, raising an eyebrow at his friend's unexpected appearance at their gaming hangout—a plan Yunho had bailed on to be with his girlfriend.

The taller man sighed, pulling out the empty chair and dropping into it. "She cancelled. Said something important came up, so she couldn't make it. Guess we're gaming now."

Mingi smirked, fingers flying across the keyboard as he struggled to talk while focusing on his ongoing Valorant match. "Told you, man. Nothing beats our bond, not even girls. Bros before hoes, always."

San scoffed, tossing a chip at him from across the table, offended on behalf of his loving partner, who was currently at home baking his favourite brownies while waiting for him. "Yeah, yeah. You're just salty you don't have a girlfriend."

"Yeah right, simp," Mingi rolled his eyes.

Wooyoung snickered. "Nah bro, he's not salty about not having a girlfriend. He's just salty because Yunho betrayed his moral loyalty and fell in love with someone else."

"Shut the hell up, Woo," Mingi shot him a side glare before his friend could fire back with their never-ending bromance joke, muttering a curse as he lost his game. He quickly switched over to League of Legends. "Anyway, you showed up at the perfect time—DoraTheDestroyer's playing today."

That got Yunho's full attention. He immediately perked up, scrambling to log into his Steam account. "No way, seriously? Is she actually here?"

DoraTheDestroyer—the most famous female gaming legend in this part of Seoul—had crushed all LOL players and held the top spot for ages. People often wondered why she hadn't gone pro. Few knew what she really looked like, as she preferred to stay under the radar, slipping in and out of cybercafes in her signature black Adidas windbreaker and cap. She always played in the VIP section, away from the regulars.

"Yeah, she's here. Probably for the weekly tournament, though we all know she never accepts invitations to the national championship," San confirmed, nodding toward the VIP section. The doors were closed, but through the small window, they could glimpse her trademark outfit. "Such a waste of good talent."

"Tell me about it." For a moment, Yunho forgot about his girlfriend, his face lighting up at the sight of the female gamer's familiar profile picture—a popular meme of Tyler the Creator dressed as Dora the Explorer.

"Holy crap, I can't believe we finally get to play against her," he grinned, his heart racing with excitement. He'd been waiting for this moment for a long time. As much as the Korean gaming community hyped her up, he needed to experience her skills firsthand—and get beaten by her—to fully believe she was that good.

Mingi chuckled, flexing his fingers as they geared up for the match. "You should probably thank your girlfriend for cancelling. Turns out it was a blessing in disguise."

The match began, and right away, the female gamer's team took an aggressive stance, pushing hard against their defences. But the guys weren't going down without a fight. They called out positions, planned counters, and slowly gained ground.

At first, it seemed like they were evenly matched. Yunho even managed a few key kills that had him grinning in satisfaction. "Well well, looks like we've got a shot," he said, feeling the adrenaline surge. The game was neck-and-neck, the score swinging back and forth as both teams traded victories in intense skirmishes.

But then, as the match wore on, something shifted. The legend had been quiet for a while—too quiet. Just when they thought they had her pinned, she'd slip away, regrouping with her team in ways that left them scrambling to defend their positions. Her map awareness was on another level, and her timing, impeccable.

Mingi caught on first. "Wait… she's playing us. She's luring us into traps."

It became clear she wasn't just good—she was a strategist, always two steps ahead. The moment they thought they had control, her team would come in for a devastating coordinated attack, wiping them out with perfect synergy. Her ability to manipulate the battlefield, vanish when needed, and strike when least expected left them speechless.

The final battle was the most intense, and for a moment, it looked like Yunho's team might actually pull off a victory. They fought tooth and nail, but in the end, her team made a flawless, surgical final push. The defeat was swift, calculated, and undeniable. And as expected, she emerged as the MVP of the match once again.

Yunho leaned back in his chair, breathing heavily. "She's amazing," he said, awe-struck.

His friends sat in stunned silence, nodding in agreement, still processing the sheer level of skill they had just witnessed.

"Well," Mingi finally spoke, running a hand through his hair. "That was something else."

Yunho was still trying to process the insane skills he had just witnessed. DoraTheDestroyer wasn't just a legend in the community; she was a master tactician. Her stealth, her timing—it was on a level he hadn't even imagined. His heart was still racing from the match when his phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with a message from his girlfriend.

'Sorry for bailing earlier, Yuyu :((( I just got done, let's meet and I'll make it up to you, okie? <3' — beautiful✨

He stared at the text for a moment, his thumb hovering over the screen. Normally, he'd be up in a flash, eager to meet her. But this time, he stayed seated, his mind still reeling from the game. Wooyoung, who had caught a glimpse of the message, nudged him. "Bro, aren't you going?"

Yunho bit his lip, feeling conflicted. He cared about his girlfriend, but something about what had just happened stuck with him. "This won't do, guys," he said, shaking his head. "I have to convince her to join the national championship. She's too good to be just playing for fun like this. She'd make South Korea proud."

Mingi looked over at him, surprised. "Dude, you're serious?"

Yunho nodded firmly. "She's the real deal, man. If anyone can dominate on the national stage, it's her. I have to try."

He pushed himself off his seat, spotting the female gamer moving to leave the VIP section. "Here goes nothing," he gulped, steeling himself as he approached the figure. She was masked up, her cap pulled low, and walked swiftly toward the cybercafe's exit, ignoring the stares that followed her, just like she always did.

"Wait, miss!" he called out, his heart racing as her steps faltered, but she didn't turn to face him. His friends watched intently, along with all the others in the cafe, curious about what he was about to do.

"Look, I just wanted to say how incredibly talented you are. I don't understand why you haven't gone pro yet, but you need to! I promise you will have my full support, along with all the guys here!" he declared, urgency creeping into his voice. There was a pause, and the room fell silent, everyone holding their breath.

Slowly, she turned around, her head still lowered, the cap obscuring her face. "If I do, will you forgive me?" she replied softly.

Yunho blinked, momentarily speechless. "Wh-what...?" His jaw dropped as she finally removed her cap and mask, revealing...

"Babe?" he gasped.

A chorus of disappointed groans swept through the crowd of amateur gamers, who were heartbroken to finally learn the identity of their goddess—and that she had a boyfriend—one who was just as attractive as she was. The revelation sent murmurs rippling through the room, and a collective sigh of annoyance echoed from the guys, realising their beloved idol was taken.

You nervously bit your lip as you watched your boyfriend stride toward you, each step purposeful. He cupped your face in his hands, his gaze intense as he muttered, "God, I didn't think it was possible to love you even more than I already do."

The crowd quickly dispersed, returning to their games, envious out of their minds.

You beamed at his words, reaching up to cover his hands with yours. "Does this mean I'm forgiven?" you asked hopefully, but his grin took on a sly edge as he leaned in to whisper in your ear, "You wish, baby. It's going to take a lot of making up for that."

Your cheeks flushed at his teasing, warmth spreading through you as he wrapped a possessive arm around your back, guiding you out of the male-dominated space. Stepping outside, you felt excitement and apprehension, knowing that your journey to make amends for keeping your identity a secret was just beginning.

As you walked together, Yunho couldn't help but stare down at you, still trying to process everything. He was in awe. The sweet, innocent girl who had always been at the top of her class and earned "Employee of the Year" at work was also a badass gamer who commanded the virtual battlefield. "Why didn't you just tell me who you were?"

You sighed, leaning into his embrace. "I'm sorry... I know this probably sounds stupid, but I didn't want you to see me differently. What if you didn't like the version of me you just saw? What if—”

"Are you kidding? It is stupid. If anything, I love you even more. Do you have any idea how hot that is? DoraTheDestroyer," he murmured, shaking his head in disbelief. His tone deepened as he tightened his grip on you. "You could destroy me any day."

You blushed, realising that if you had known your gentle giant had such a naughty side, just as he didn't know about yours, you might have told him from the start.

"Maybe I will, Yuyu."

✨ Bonus ✨

"So, are you still mad at Yunho for betraying his moral loyalty?" Wooyoung teased, nudging Mingi, who was still in shock. "I mean, she's only the nation's best League of Legends player. Do you still think you could go up against her?"

The tall dork cleared his throat, blinking as if that would help him regain his composure. "I might not be able to beat her in League, but that doesn't mean I can't beat her in winning Yunho's affections."

San raised an eyebrow, his expression clearly saying, "Really, brother?"

"Fine… I guess she is kinda cool," Mingi conceded. He crossed his arms, trying to maintain a tough demeanour, but there was no hiding the admiration in his voice. "I'll let her have him if she joins the championship."

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The idea of gamer Yunho is just so 🫦 this was supposed to be a short little timestamp but as usual, I get carried away and voila.

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pierregazly · 1 year ago

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into you ꨄ pierre gasly smau

pierre gasly x fem!tsunoda!reader

in which pierre has been soft launching his girlfriend for the last year, keeping her obscured from the world... and from her brother.

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username this man is going to put me over the edge, who is SHE

username he tags people that aren't even in the photos and still refuses to tag the girl he's been posting about for over a YEAR pierre you suck

username i just find it hard to believe she's even real at this point lol

username we're all reaching that level of delulu girly

username do we think she's a paid actress??? is that why he refuses to post her face

username maybe she's got an ugly face and pierre doesn't want to hear about it???

username comments like these are exactly why he probably doesnt want to hard launch, ur all unbearable

charles_leclerc 🥰

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username find some1 who looks at you the way that yuki looks at pierre

yn_tsunoda guess my invite got lost on the way 🥺😭

yukitsunoda0511 i cook for you all the time shoo pierregasly always an open invite for you, jolie fille 💗

username the fact pierre always called yn_tsunoda jolie fille is sooo cute, like yuki was def pierre's fav teammate with how close he is with his fam!!

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username the start of yuki's restaurant!!!

username this bromance is sooooo underrated

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yukitsunoda0511 who is that

yukitsunoda0511 y/n what is this

yn_tsunoda 🤫🤫

pierregasly adore you, ma belle

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pierregasly PODIUM P3!!!! Lets f****** GO!!! Had so much fun this afternoon, big congrats to my team!! alpinef1team

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charles_leclerc congrats mr. gasly 💪

alpinef1team Our first together. Such a special day 💙

username can i hear a pieeeerrreee gaaaassssslyyy from danny ric pls

yn_tsunoda so proud of you my love!!! couldn't have asked for a better end to the weekend 💗💗

pierregasly 💗💗 yukitsunoda0511 my love??? what??? yukitsunoda answer your phone rn y/n_tsunoda

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yn_tsunoda first p3 with alpine for this amazing man!!! i'm so proud of you my love, can't wait to celebrate with you tonight

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yukitsunoda0511 answer your phone right now

yukitsunoda0511 pierregasly answer my texts (p3 you are awesome)

pierregasly thank you ma belle, can't wait to celebrate with my best friend tonight 💗

charles_leclerc 1.5 years later, what a launch!

username not pierre soft launching for a year and a half... just for y/n to be like 🤷‍♀️

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yukitsunoda0511 WHY WILL NO ONE ANSWER MY TEXTS

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yukitsunoda0511 stop ignoring me!!!! i will fight you!!!!!

yukitsunoda0511 you both hid this for a WHOLE YEAR AND A HALF

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this was a request for a tsunoda!reader that's been dating pierre for a year and 6 months who he's been soft launching, and then after his recent podium, it comes out that they're dating and yuki loses his mind/is shocked in the comments. i hope yall enjoyed!!!

my requests are open :)

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kaciebello · 9 months ago

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Strawberries with too many seeds

Masterlist Luke Castellan x Hades! reader (implied, fem) Percy Jackson x Hades! reader (platonic) Chris Rodriguez x Hades! reader (platonic) Summary: Percy might feel like he is messing up the whole demigod thing, but he sure feels like he has friends here. Warning: Insults( nothing mean, just banter), no use of y/n author note: English is not my first language so I am sorry for any mistakes beforehand. I wrote this while eating blue candy, had to get into the character somehow. Yes I know Chris is unclaimed, Luke calls him brother in a bromance way. Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ) word count: 1,2k

Percy couldn't help it. He was still feeling down about the amount of times he messed up. He, Luke, and Chris were sitting down at the Hermes table. Chris babbling something about the goddess of failure. Percy wasn't paying attention.

“Don't worry, we’ll find something you're good at.” Turns to him Luke with a tight lip smile. Then it spreads into a grin as his eyes shift to look behind Percy. He feels a person sitting down next to him with their food. He looks up and sees the Hades girl he met the other day.

“Hello, my little gremlins!” She says with a smile. Percy doesn't have time to react, well not before Chris does.

“Gremlins is crazy.” He says pointing his fork at her. She just chuckles and picks up her fork.

The older boys continue to eat. Percy looks at her a bit confused. From what he learned, claimed kids are supposed to eat at their parents' table. He found the system kinda of dumb, if he wanted to eat with Athena’s kids, he should be able to. Not that he had anyone particular in mind.

“Aren't you supposed to sit at your table?” He asks her confused. She stops in the middle of her bite. She looks at him for a second before returning to her food.

“No cabin, no table.” She says. Percy now remembers that she mentioned that her father does not have a throne on Olympus and, therefore no cabin. It makes sense not to have a table either. He thought he could hear Chris whisper ‘No face, no case’ before Luke slapped his brother on the back of his head. The girl just gives them a side eye and turns to Percy again.

“What are you drinking?” She motions to his drink.

“Cherry cola.” He says

“Why is it blue?”

“ Daamn girl, you can't judge a soda by its color!” Chris says, making a fake gasp and clutching his heart. She just rolls her eyes and shakes her head. Chris receives a slap on his shoulder from Luke.

“Ignore him, Percy. Chris is just a moron.” She says with a smile.

“I am your brother-in-law to-be!” Defens Chris, leaning over the table to jab his finger in her shoulder. Percy notices a blush on Luke's face before he clears his throat and looks away for a second. The girl just shakes her head and pushes the boy away. An argument breaks out between those two. Percy could swear that he heard a few very creative insults. He looks at Luke who just shakes his head and continues to eat. Percy follows his lead.

“Sweets, do you want my starberries?” Ask Luke, making the two stop fighting. They both turn to him.

“Oh yes my darling, thank you.” Answers him Chris and reaches for the few strawberries Luke has set aside while eating. Luke just frowns at him slapping his hand away, pushing his plate to the girl. Chris whines and holds his hand in a very fake hurt-like state. The girl just shakes her head and pushes Luke's plate back. He just gives her a face with a giant question mark on it. She just looks at him dead in the eye.

“I don't think taking a fruit with many seeds from a man is something I should do.” She says and Luke's eyes widen. He gives the thought a second before rolling his eyes.

“I do not want to kidnap you into my secret hideout,” He says not looking into her eyes.

“Aw, what a shame.” She says teasingly and Luke's head snaps to her. Chris and Percy just laugh.

“Shouldn’t Persephone’s kids worry about that more?” Asks Percy genuinely curious about what other superstitions should he be worried about. He knows that Annabeth does not like spiders because Athena cursed Arachne. Now this.

“Great question! Let us ask my stepsiblings!” She says and jumps up. She looked around before sitting down.

“That's right, Persephone does not have mortal children.” She explains to Percy. He just lets out a little ah and goes back to eating. Well, more like pushing the food around his plate since he felt embarrassed.

“It's fine Percy, nobody expects you to know who has children and who does not. And it gets tricky when even the maiden goddesses have mortal children, Athena for example.” She says with a kind tone.

“You’ll get the hang of it.” Tells him, Luke, trying to cheer up the younger boy. Percy just nods at his older friends. He hopes to be as skilled as those two one day. The two look at each other with a warm smile. Percy could see the love in their eyes. His mom had the same look when she talked about his dad. He just hopes these two have a happier ending than them. A gaging sound can be heard from one of the chairs. All of them turn to look at Chris, who is pretending to vomit violently.

“ Nurse, please I am feeling a bit sick, all this sweetness makes me wanna puke,” Chris says, clutching to his stomach pretending to be sick.

“I will stuff gauze down your throat if you don't stop” She threatens, going back to their banter. Luke just shakes his head at them and turns to Percy.

“Come on, we need to throw the rest into the bonfire.” Says Luke and the other two get up without another word. Percy wants to ask why, but it is like he could read his face.

“Offering to the gods, they like the smell.” He manages to finish. Percy gives him another confused look so Chris clarifies.

“They like the smell of begging.” He stops and looks at the girl. “ Just as much as she likes the sound it.” He finishes, very proud of his jab. The girl just narrows her eyes and goes to stand in the line. Percy swears he could hear ‘I will bite your head off’ but it was mostly covered by the amused sound Crish made after.

“ Excuse them, Percy, they grew up together, got here together. They have always been like that. You should have seen them when they shared a cabin. It was a nightmare.” Lukes says and follows the two, Percy close behind him.

“Okay little praying mantis, Luke you must be careful. You never know, you might lose your head.” Turns to them Chris and throws the rest of the food to the fire.

“ Have you hurt your head?” She asks before shaking her head.” Why am I even asking, I heard you slam your head on the upper bunk bed the other night.” Chris stops in his tracks and narrows his eyes at her.

“ Why were you in the Hermes cabin?” He asks and she just shrugs and looks away. Percy could see that Luke had gone red once again.

“ I was with Luke, why else Einstein.” She says walking away from all of them. Chris is hot on her toes. Luke just looks at his feet before placing his hand on Percy's shoulder making him follow those two.

“YOU HAVE A WHOLE ROOM!” Yells Chris making big hand gestures to the girl who looks bored with whatever he is saying. Luke patted his back.

“Welcome to the family kid.” He says before lightly jogging to the older campers and delivering a slap on the back of the head to his brother.

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gatitties · 9 months ago

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Hey so I saw your Tanjiro!reader fic and wanted to aak if you could do another one but this time with misturi!reader instead. Cuz isint mitsuri like the perfect girl in sanji's eyes?

Oh and can you do this with straw hat,heart and kidd pirates please?

thank you !

─Strawhats, Heart Pirates & Kid Pirates x Mitsuri!reader

─Summary: Your heart feels like it's going to explode at how adorable everyone around you seems, painting your vision with rose-colored glasses.

─Warnings: none

─ They look at you so confused when you blush madly at random, leading them to compare you to Sanji when he sees pretty girls.

─ They discover that it doesn't just happen to you when you see people who are attractive to you, but rather because of the love stories you see around you, even if it's not even something romantic, you are passionate about seeing people being affectionate.

─ They really don't pay much attention to your amorous personality, they have it quite normalized because of the cook.

─ No doubt you'll fantasize with Sanji about girls, of course, if he's being a little gross you'll hit him and explain to him why love can't just be about falling in love with someone at first sight and that it's something much deeper.

─ Zoro gives you so many blank looks because of your attitude… however, he finds your fighting style and your curious sword endearing, he admires that about you.

─ You help Usopp write letters to Kaya from time to time, you help him express his feelings about her and you love seeing her responses, you love this couple!

─ You have the habit of hugging Chopper like a stuffed animal when a romantic or sentimental scene is happening before you, you will also drag him with you when you want to rant about some gossip with Nami and Robin.

─ Franky will join in from time to time to gossip, although it may not seem like it, he is another romantic like you, he just doesn't let that side of him come out as much.

─ Brook will only make you more sentimental by playing some music in the background, you thank him for dramatizing the scene and making your heart explode with happiness.

─ Jinbe is a little skeptical about your passionate and loving personality, however he doesn't bother you about that, he was also young and in love at some point.

─ Luffy doesn't understand, no matter how many times you explain to him the feelings that come with certain actions, the devotion of love and feelings, Luffy will only say that if someone likes each other, then they should kiss and that's it.

─ Law is a little irritated by your 'fangirl' side when it comes out at the least opportune moments, can you fantasize about a couple of enemies after the mission and not when you don't have to be discovered? No, you can't.

─ You're in the same boat as Ikkaku, although you show it much more than her, Ikkaku loves seeing how people relate and the love affairs that develop over time.

─ Bepo cheers up when you tell him that you have new gossip and you usually occupy your free hours talking non-stop about it.

─ You spend the day sighing fondly when you see an action of affection, everyone gets used to your blushes and eyes full of feeling quite quickly.

─ You joke a lot about the 'bromance' relationship that Shachi and Penguin have, at least, to them you make it look like a joke but in your mind they are dating.

─ You have certain comical moments that make the tension on the ship disperse, everyone has laughed more than once because you crashed into a wall because you were distracted looking at a couple.

─ They're fighting if someone messes with your appearance, they know you have some problems with that because of your past, Ikkaku is throwing her fists first for you.

─ This will only make your heart warm and accelerate as you see how everyone, in a certain way, demonstrates their attachment to you, feeling that your feelings were reciprocated since you also took charge of defending them.

─ This crew is not that sentimental, not to say that they are not, or they have affection buried deep in their hearts.

─ Perhaps Wire and Heat are more open to talking to you about romance and emotions than Kid and Killer, their mouths are sealed when it comes to those topics.

─ However, they don't care much about you blushing or muttering when you see something cute happen, which you do quite often considering how infrequent affectionate actions are among this testosterone-filled crew.

─ They appreciate and find the way you swing your sword quite intriguing, you may be at your most sensitive after having observed the most adorable thing in the world before your eyes and being slaughtering someone who interrupted the moment.

─ They definitely don't interrupt you when you're creating fantasies in your head, if you're distracted enough you could accidentally impale someone with your sword.

─ You join their conversations about hot people to give your spiel about love, even though they only listen to the part where you say that person is hot, they are simple guys.

─ Although, if any of them are really into something or want to start romanticizing their life, they will come to you without a second thought, who better to guide them on the path of love?

─ They find your calmer personality quite relaxing compared to everyone else's, if they are looking for some peace or rest they will also come to you, they don't mind you talking to yourself about your feelings when silence is created.

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justagamerandaweeb · 6 months ago

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Bromance - Modern AU! Hakuji and Kyojuro x Reader

Hakuji is bi, Kyojuro is pan. They would've been a cute couple if you really put some thought into it.

Toxic, but still cute.

Art by p1nkmenace63, Pink and orange divider by @peachesboard, and pink and orange MDNI banner by @roseschoices.

The following smut includes: nipple play, cunnilingus, vaginal penetration, anal penetration, fellatio (both (Y/N) and Kyojuro are both giving), double barrel blowjob, skinfluting, teasing, cum swallowing, and cum licking.

Kyojuro profusely sweating after another day of sparring with Hakuji as he sat down on the floor with his legs crossed and the top half of his gi off. He opened the bottle of water in his hand and took a few sips of it as he lets out a sigh of relief and puts the cap back on. "Water, you are a lifesaver." He puts the bottle next to him and does a few arm and leg stretches as he slouches against the wall and closes his eyes.

He sighed as he had a brief moment of peace before he felt someone softly kick his foot. He opens his eyes and sees that it is (Y/N) towering over him. She smiled at him and waved as he said, "Oh, hey (Y/N). When did you get here?"

"I came through the door, seeing you two when I was passing by." She sits down next to him and asks, "So... How are you and Hakuji doing today?" "We're doing good. Just finished sparring with him if you couldn't tell." He said as he heard the sound of a body slamming on the floor. They both turn their heads to see Hakuji performing an Ezekiel Choke on one of the students.

The student struggled to disconnect the lock, but Hakuji had a firm grip on the forearm of his gi. "You gotta tap, that's the only way you get out of this." Hakuji commented at the student he was choking out. The more the student struggled, the more he tightened the submission. It got so tight in fact, that the student started to violently cough and their face started to turn red. "Tap." Hakuji softly barked at them as they closed their eyes and clenched their teeth before admitting defeat and tapping on the floor.

He got off of the student and they violently coughed as they held their neck, wheezing as oxygen entered their mouth, went down to their trachea, both left and right into their bronchus, and into their lungs. Their breathing started to relax as Hakuji extended their hand to them, and to his surprise, they accepted it. He picks them up and pats their shoulder as he compliments them, "That was a good fight. You would've been a challenge for me if you countered my takedown."

The student nods as they say, "Yeah..." And pats Hakuji's shoulder. They let go of his hand as they walked in the other direction, and Hakuji shouted at them, "Make sure you drink some water!" And they gave him a thumbs up behind their back while walking. Hakuji waved at them and saw Kyojuro and (Y/N) sitting together, so he took this as an opportunity to follow suit and sit with them.

Kyojuro grabbed his water bottle and extended it to Hakuji, gesturing at him to see if he would like a waterfall. He waved his hand left and right, politely declining the offer as Kyojuro put his bottle back on the floor. "Fancy seeing you here, (Y/N). You came to see us shit on the other students as we train? Or did you just come to hang out with us?"

(Y/N) giggles before responding to his question, "Well, originally it was hanging out with you guys, but seeing the way you choked out that other student, I think it's a mix of both." Kyojuro and Hakuji chuckled at that response as Hakuji noted, "Enjoy it while it lasts, we might be leaving in the next hour or so."

"Aw..." (Y/N) pouted. "Yeah, I know. But hey, once we're done with this, we can go get something to eat. Kyojuro, you up for round two?" "I am more than willing to oblige." Kyojuro agreed with Hakuji as he stood up and stretched. He then palmed his fist, which made a very loud slap, and said, "Shall we get started?" Hakuji scoffs playfully as he gets up and tightens his belt as they both walk on the mat. They both palmed their fist together, and bowed down to each other before taking their stances.

Hakuji, Kyojuro, and (Y/N) walked out of the building as Kyojuro and Hakuji were wearing their casual clothing with their duffle bags on their shoulder. Both of their faces were a little sweaty, but didn't smell musky due to them having deodorant on. "Well, that was fun." Hakuji commented while Kyojuro added on, "Indeed it was. Even though I was getting molly-whopped by you, I still had a fun time!" Walking with both of his hands behind his head, with a smile on his face.

(Y/N) softly giggles at his cheery carefree attitude while Hakuji scoffed with a smile on his face. "Even amidst defeat, you always look at things in a positive light." Hakuji said as Kyojuro retorted, "Well, you'll have to thank my mother for that. She told me to always be happy, even when things seem grim at certain times. Because tomorrow will be better than today, and if not, theres always the day after that. Rest her soul, she was a good woman, and a good mother." Kyojuro noted as they were walking.

They remained silent, the sound of cars passing by reducing the loudness of silence as they walked. Kyojuro's head perked up as he laughed and said, "Did I just ruin the mood? My apologies! I just miss my mom sometimes. C'mon, let's go get something to eat, like Hakuji said." And heavily sighs.

(Y/N) got closer to him as she looked down and locked hands with him. Kyojuro looks at her, and softly smiled at her as Hakuji wraps his arm around his shoulder. Kyojuro softly chuckles as they continue to walk on the sidewalk, wandering off until they stop at a certain restaurant so they can have some food in their stomachs.

They all stopped at a ramen restaurant, and went inside as they sat down on the stools which were in front of the ramen menu. Hakuji asked Kyojuro and (Y/N), "Alright, what are you guys getting? I already know what I want." He said, scratching the right side of his face with his index finger. Kyojuro responds by saying, "I'll just take a soba soup, since that's my go-to whenever I eat something that includes ramen. (Y/N)?"

"Uh... I guess I'll take... tonkotsu...?" (Y/N) pondered at that last part, unsure if that's what she really wants. Hakuji scoffs as he puts on his headphones, and plays his playlist as he taps his finger on the counter, waiting for the server to come by and take his order. While Kyojuro and (Y/N) look around the restaurant, like a pair of curious kids.

"So... How have you been? I think I forgot to ask you that when you came over to the dojo." Kyojuro says, leaning forward to make eye contact with (Y/N). "Oh. Well, I've been doing good. I currently have the day off from my job, so that's why I decided to hang out with you guys." "Oh, that's nice." Kyojuro commented while Hakuji was still on his phone.

"Mind if I ask you something, (Y/N)? And you don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable." He said, his eyes darting to Hakuji who was looking to his left bobbing his head to whatever song he was listening to, and back to (Y/N). "What do you think of Hakuji as a person?'

"Hm, well... I think he's nice. He's a bit of a rebel at certain times, but he shows respect to people when he thinks they earned it. And he's respectable to women, from what I've seen from him." (Y/N) stated, showing mutual respect for him. "Hm, okay then. Now for my second question, what do you think of him as a friend?"

(Y/N) was about to speak, but Kyojuro cut her off by noting, "And don't say anything like what you just described him as a person. I want to see what you think of him as a friend." Her face started to become a little red as she began to speak up about what she thought about him. "He's... Um... wow, this shouldn't be a hard question... He's..." (Y/N)'s leg started to bounce as she couldn't find a good answer for him. Sure, she knew he was a good friend to her, fantastic even, but she couldn't find the words to describe him.

"If it's too hard for you, let me rephrase; what qualities does he have that make him a good friend?" Him saying that, made more clearer for (Y/N) to answer. She softly cleared her throat as she said, "He's... generous... he's patient with me, like he doesn't want to start anything... He's kind, and respectful too. He doesn't get angry with me like he does with other people, but when he does, he'll leave me alone and try to cope on his own."

"I'm pretty sure you described him as a gentleman." Kyojuro stated leaning his head to the right with a smile on his face. "Now, for the last question... and I need you to answer this as genuinely as you can..." he leans closer to her, getting a little bit into her personal space as he whispers, "What do you think of him... as a lover?"

A bead of sweat formed on the right side of (Y/N)'s forehead as Kyojuro leaned back, and gave (Y/N) the time to process. Her face became more red as she nervously swallowed the spit that was in her mouth as she was spiraling in her head, What type of question is that?! How can you ask someone a question like that so casually? How can you expect someone to even properly process that question!? And... why does my stomach feel weird when I think about it...? (Y/N) puts her hand on her stomach as she starts to feel lightheaded from thinking about an answer to Kyojuro's question.

"Excuse me?" They both heard a random stranger say. They both paid their attention to the voice, to see a young woman in a chef outfit, with a pen and a notepad in her hands. "Can I get you two anything?" Kyojuro softly chuckles as Kyojuro says, "Apologies for not noticing you, young lady. But yeah, I'll take a bowl of soba please." He said as the lady wrote down the food of choice and looked at (Y/N). "Tonkotsu..." She softly uttered as she wrote down the food and said, "I'll have your bowls in a couple of minutes." And walked away. "Thank you, ma'am!" Kyojuro exclaimed as he softly sighed, and looked back at (Y/N), who still had a visible blush on her face.

"I think... I'm gonna go to the restroom. Get my bearings straight as I... yeah." She stood up off the stool, and started to walk to a hall that led to the restroom. As Kyojuro watched her walk to the hall, he thought to himself, Hm. Seems like (Y/N) has feelings for Hakuji. Which, is reasonable. I mean, I have my significant feelings towards him, so I get where she's coming from. But, now that I'm waiting for her to leave the restroom... his eyes transitioned to Hakuji's direction as he then sat on (Y/N)'s stool, and Hakuji took his headphones off as he saw him in his peripherals.

"Kyojuro? Where's (Y/N)?" Hakuji questioned, looking around the restaurant for her. "She's in the restroom. If you're wondering why, it's because she's processing an answer to a question I ask her. A question that is entirely about you, and your relations with her." A blush started to fade into Hakuji's face as he said, "My relations...? The hell did you say to her about me?" He barked, making his voice sound more serious but still maintaining the blush on his face. Kyojuro leans towards Hakuji and asks Hakuji, "What do you think of (Y/N) as a person?"

(Y/N) splashed water on her face as her hands started to shake, and her heart started to become more audible in her ears. She made a sharp inhale, held her breath for a few seconds, and softly exhaled. She repeated this cycle a few more times until her heart started to slow down. She repeated what Kyojuro said to her in her head, "What do you think of him... as a lover?"

She tightly balled her fist as she thought to herself, I think of him as... as... she whined as even in her thoughts, she couldn't think of a legitimate answer. I think of him as... a... a good husband... she palmed her face with both of her hands as she rapidly stomped on the floor, screaming internally. This shouldn't be a hard question! All I have to do is tell Kyojuro how I feel about him! Wait, no that's not- She made some sort of noise that sounded like a squeal, but a moan of embarrassment at the same time.

Her hands slid down her face as he let out a sigh of defeat as she left the restroom. As she was walking, she thought to herself, Okay, all you need to do is tell Kyojuro that Hakuji would make a good husband... surely that'll convince him of what I think about him, right? She trotted back to the main room, and saw Hakuji and Kyojuro eating their bowls of ramen. She made a brief huff and puff as she walked back to the stool that she was sitting on, grabbed and broke the chopsticks apart, and picked up a handful of noodles with a half-cut egg in it.

She took the chopsticks and shoved them into her mouth as she started to chew the delicacy that was in her mouth. It had a bitter, tangy taste to it, mixed with the slight sourness of the noodles, and the sulfurous flavor of the egg, it was quite the delectable meal. As she was eating her bowl, Hakuji couldn't help but keep glancing at her. What he told Kyojuro, was feelings that he genuinely had for her. But, he doesn't know if she has the same since he was too busy listening to music.

He would continue to eat his bowl of ramen as he spoke to himself, If what Kyojuro told me about how (Y/N) feels about me is true, then how should I even respond to her? I do like her, but, I don't know if we're on that level yet, and I don't want to make her uncomfortable if she isn't. He was about to put the ramen in his mouth, but stopped as he was almost about to. He puts the chopsticks down in the bowl and softly sighs. Damn it... Now I don't feel hungry anymore... he pushes the bowl away to the left from him, and slumps his head on the counter.

(Y/N) looked to her left to see him like that, and she could only guess what she was thinking about. As Kyojuro was eating, he looks to his left to see (Y/N) staring at Hakuji as he swallows his food and prods her shoulder with his index finger. She turned her head back to face him, and he said, "Is there something you wanna tell him?" She looks back at Hakuji as she puckers her lips and softly groans. Kyojuro softly sighed through his nose as he spoke out, "Y'know what? I think I have an idea for all three of us. Check please!" He shouted, making even Hakuji lift his head back up from the boom of his voice.

One of the waiters walked to him and gave him the receipt for the food they just consumed. He took out his wallet, and gave the waiter the amount of yen required as he grabbed his duffel bag that was on the floor, stood up off the stool, and tapped on (Y/N) and Hakuji's shoulder. They both watch Kyojuro leave the restaurant, and they both briefly look at each other, with blushes on their faces as they avoid eye contact the millisecond they look at each other.

Hakuji grabbed his duffel bag, and started to walk to the door exit. (Y/N) follows him and he leaves the door open for her to walk through. Once she walked through, he let go of the door and started to follow her as she was following Kyojuro. (Y/N) started to walk a little bit faster to Kyojuro to ask him something. And once she did, she asked him, "Where are you taking us?" And which made Kyojuro smile as he responded, "We're going to my place. That way, we can have this... confab, about how you both feel about each other."

(Y/N)'s blush became more visible as she started to slow down, but not be slow enough to where Kyojuro was a couple of feet away from her, rather being in a line in the middle between Kyojuro and Hakuji. The sound of her heart became more audible in her ears as her body started to feel light as they were walking on the sidewalk. Thankfully the walk didn't last long as they arrived at the place Kyojuro lived in; an apartment complex.

Kyojuro grabs the door handle, and pulls it open for (Y/N) and Hakuji to walk through. Kyojuro follows them as Hakuji presses the button to call the elevator. Hakuji was bouncing his leg, (Y/N) clamped her hands together, looking down with slight embarrassment on her face, and Kyojuro had a smile on his face. The elevator opened, and the trio went inside as Kyojuro pressed the button that led to the fourth floor of the building. The door closed and the elevator started to go up.

(Y/N)'s body started to become light again, not from the elevator going up, but from this sense of trepidation. She knew what was about to happen, but she didn't know what to do when the time came. All she could do was just roll with it, and see what would happen. Soon the elevator made a stop and dinged as the elevator door opened. Kyojuro's hand went into his back pocket as he took out a keycard. He started to spin the card in between the gaps of his fingers as they were walking.

Eventually, they stopped at a door as Kyojuro swiped the card at the card reader, and the reader beeps as Kyojuro grabbed the door handle, and opened the door. They all went inside as they took off their shoes and took off their hoodies. Kyojuro folded his up on his forearm, Hakuji threw his on the couch and put his luggage on the floor, and (Y/N) put hers on the lamp table. They followed Kyojuro to his room and they saw a king-sized bed that had a grey comforter and big pillows. "Alright, both of you sit down."

Hakuji and (Y/N) both looked at each other and they softly swallowed their spit as they slowly walked to the bed, and sat down on it. Kyojuro puts his bag in the closet as he says, "I'm gonna get us some drinks, why don't you two talk about how you both feel about each other while I do so?" Both of them remained silent until Kyojuro left and closed the door behind him, and now there was silence. Their hearts profusely beating out of their chest as they couldn't help but glance at each other.

Their stomachs felt weird, like there was a constant churn in their stomachs as they struggled to find words to say to each other. (Y/N) twisted her legs together as she twiddled her thumbs and looked down at the floor, showing clear signs of uneasiness from the tension that was flowing through the room. Hakuji was bouncing his right leg and his hands were clenched together as he too didn't know what to say.

Correction; he did know what to say, but he didn't know how to deliver it. Reason? He doesn't quite know himself. Fear of rejection? Misinterpreting about what he said? So many negative things going through his mind, that it made it more harder to get his bearings straight. He huffed as he turned his head and was about to speak, but then was met with (Y/N)'s lips on his.

His eyes widened as he made a sound that indicated extreme confusion, and unexpectancy. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around him, not giving him any time to properly process what was happening as they both collapsed on the bed, and (Y/N) was mounted on top of him. His arms were up, beside both sides of his head as he listened to the sounds of (Y/N) whimpers and their lips reconnecting. She leaned her head to the right to make the kiss deeper as drool started to run down their mouths.

What the fuck is happening...? She's... She's kissing me... and mounted on top of me... Should I feel happy, or concerned? I'm glad she has the same feelings for me... but, at the same time, it feels like she's forcing herself to do this, despite being a year older than me. Hakuji lifts his arms up and puts his hands on her shoulders as he softly pushes her off. "Wh- What are you doing? S-Shouldn't you be happy that I'm kissing you?" She said, her voice trembling as if she was about to break into tears.

Hakuji then avoided eye contact with her as he asked her, "Are you... comfortable doing this...?" "H-Huh?" Hakuji slowly sat up as his right hand slowly crept up to (Y/N)'s cheek. "You don't have to force yourself to do something you aren't comfortable with. Yes, I love you. But I don't want our first time together to be something that feels like we have to do because Kyojuro told us to. Like some damn arranged marriage that the two didn't agree with. So (Y/N), please tell me," he puts his hand on the back of her head and their foreheads bumped against each other, "Are you comfortable doing this with me?"

Tears started to well up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she backed away from him and started to wipe her eyes. "I-I'm sorry..." This made Hakuji tilt his head in a confused manner as he asked her, "What are you apologizing for? I'm just asking you if you're comfortable doing this. Is there... something I said wrong...?" "N-No, no, no, it's just... I-I've never done this before, a-and... I'm afraid that I'm gonna do a bad job a-and-" Hakuji silenced her as he softly put his lips onto hers, making her elicit a moan.

His hands cupped her cheeks as he tilted his head to the side and slid his tongue inside (Y/N)'s mouth. She softly whimpered as he mounted on top of her. She felt his tongue touch hers, which made her recoil a little before melting into it. Their tongue slowly twirled with one another due to the inexperience they both had as this was their first legitimate kiss. Hakuji's hands started to slide down to her face, and onto her hindquarters. She softly gasped as she felt Hakuji's firm hands softly squeezing her behind as if it were a pillow made out of memory foam.

They both stopped kissing as both of their faces were burgundy, their pupils dilated and steam coming out of their mouths through every exhale they'd done. "I'll tell you once again, are you comfortable doing this with me?" She softly nodded as Hakuji said to her, "Don't nod to me, I wanna hear you say it." Despite being 18 years old, he was always so commanding and respectful to other people, when they earned his respect, of course. (Y/N) softly swallowed her spit as she softly inhaled and responded, "Yes, Hakuji. I am comfortable doing this with you."

Hakuji smirked as he said, "Good." And kissed her again. This time however, he decided to take the initiative, and started to move his hand onto her shirt and started to fondle her. She mewled at the sensation of his hand touching her cloth-covered breast, but whimpered out, "W-Wait, my shirt is gonna wrinkle..." This causes Hakuji to stop as he grabs the bottom rim of her shirt and says, "Can I take it off? And please say that I can rather than nodding to me."

(Y/N) softly whined at the retort of his question, but she answered him as she wanted this to happen. "Please do." And so he did, slowly rolling her shirt up to reveal her stomach, and soon enough, her bra. She raised her arms so he completely took off the shirt as he dropped it on the floor and looked at her body. He started to caress her body, making her mewl again as she moved her head to the right and looked out the night city. "So soft..." he softly utters as he lowers his head down and starts to peck her stomach with soft and sensual kisses.

She cooed at his warm, chapped lips touching her sensitive skin, as she closed her eyes and softly balled her fists up as she felt the prints of his fingers touch her sides. His kisses from her stomach began to get higher and higher until he reached her xiphoid process and was between her breasts. He grabbed the rim of her bra as he looked up at her and she softly spoke, "Do it..." he was about to push them up until he heard the sound of the door opening.

"Sorry guys, I was washing the dishes since I forgot how full my sink— oh." Kyojuro stared at Hakuji mounted on top of (Y/N), as it looked like he was about to take (Y/N)'s bra off. "Am... I interrupting the fun? I could always leave you two alone and..." he clears his throat and scratches the back of his head as a blush forms on his face. "I'm gonna go, uh... Yeah." Kyojuro was about to walk out of the room but (Y/N) called out his name, stopping Kyojuro from completely closing the door.

He reopens it as (Y/N) starts to struggle to find the words to say now that he was making eye contact with her in this... rather interesting position she was in. "I... Y-You..." she covers her face from embarrassment as Hakuji asks her, "Do you... want him to stay?" She nodded on impulse, as Hakuji looked back at Kyojuro and gestured him to come in. Kyojuro's eyes slightly widened as he reopened the door, and closed it. "Well, since I'm here, I guess I should fit the mood... right?" He said as he started to take off his shirt, and unbuckle his belt.

He walked to the other side of the bed and sat down with his arms and legs crossed together, and softly chuckled as he glanced at them. His face was red just like the tips of his hair as he said, "Well? Continue with what you two were doing." Hakuji and (Y/N) both looked back at each other before Hakuji slowly pushed (Y/N)'s bra off to show her breasts in full display. The tips of Hakuji's ears started to turn into a blood-like color as this was the first time seeing a woman's breasts.

It's as if his hands were on autopilot as they immediately groped and squeezed one of them, making (Y/N) exclaim a moan from her lips. Kyojuro's eyes widened from the sound that came out of her mouth, while Hakuji quickly pulled his hand back and said, "Sorry! Did... did I hurt you?" She shook her head and said, "N-No... It didn't hurt. Y-You can keep going." She said, in a hush, feeble tone. Hakuji looked back down to her mounds of flesh, softly clasped his hand on one of them, and started to softly fondle it.

She elicited another moan from her lips, feeling his firm but gentle hand on her made her body feel warm and fuzzy. While Kyojuro was forming a half-chub in his pants as he watched. His body temperature began to rise as he watched the action unfold. Seeing that Hakuji wasn't completely on top of her, he took the opportunity to move down to the lower half of her body, and grabbed the rim of her pants as he slowly pulled them down. "K-Kyojuro..."

Kyojuro pulled her pants off and dropped them on the of the bed as he started to trail his hands onto (Y/N)'s legs, making her softly whimper as Hakuji continued to fondle her. Her skin against his prints made it feel like he was trailing his fingers against silk. Her smooth, hairless legs stimulate his prints as he courses them. Her skin... it's so soft... he thought as he lowered his head down, and began to peck her leg.

(Y/N) was about to moan out Kyojuro's name, but then she made a loud gasp as she felt Hakuji suck on her nipple, making her slightly bend her neck and back. His warm mouth around her gave her chills throughout her body, and it didn't help the fact that her nipples were fully erect. Not only that, but her spot from down there was slowly becoming self-lubricated.

Hakuji softly cupped his hands on the mound of flesh he was sucking on, moving his tongue up and down on her erect teat as he moans and send vibrations on it. She moans a little bit louder than before, making her toes softly curl up in the process. Kyojuro then glanced at (Y/N)'s undergarments, to see a small damp spot between her hips, only indicating what that spot could be.

His chub started to become more visible and his bottom half started to become more tense. He got on his hands and knees and started to reach his hand out to it. He grabs the part of the crotch and pulls it to the side to reveal her wet, puffy lips. His shaft in his pants became fully erect when he lays eyes on it, her clit fully erect and twitching making him almost choke on his spit. He traces his fingers on her inner thigh, and slowly goes down to her spot as he uses his thumb and slowly moves it up and down.

(Y/N) gasps as her entire body tensed up and her back arched. Her breath hitches, and letting out slight whimpers as she tries to regain her composure. Kyojuro never heard a sound like that coming out of (Y/N) before, but a part of him for some odd reason enjoyed that sound.

And the smallest bit of him wouldn't mind if she made that sound again.

He continued to move his thumb up and down on her sensitive slit, making her ball her fist tight enough to the point where her knuckles started to turn white, and she was breathing in short rapid pants. "K-Kyojuro! P-Please!" Hakuji was still sucking on (Y/N)'s nipple, and he started to get an erection as he was hearing the sounds of (Y/N)'s mewls of pleasure.

She's so wet down here... it's... unreal... I wonder what would happen if I... he swallows his spit and licks his lips as he starts to imagine what it would be like to lick her warm, tight, pink, wet, and sticky insides. And then, something clicked in his mind as he used both of his thumbs, glancing at her cunt winking at him, and that caused him, on impulse, to lick it.

Her legs instantly formed an x formation as she immediately grabbed a fistful of his hair, and pucked her lips to stifle a scream. He continued to lick her down there, now nose-deep and his lips latched onto hers. The musky aroma that he scented from her spot, made his head feel slightly floaty, as if she was laced with some sort of aphrodisiac and was having the first chance of tasting it. He closed his eyes and softly groaned as he felt her juices flow through his tongue.

She tastes so good... she might be tastier than actual food... he thought as he puts his hands onto her inner thighs and began to suck on her bead. Her hand gripped his hair tighter as she felt him sucking on her sensitive clit, releasing an exclaim of pleasure through her mouth. Hakuji stops sucking her nipple as he then started to pull his pants and boxers off to reveal his erect shaft. Him watching this all play out made him want to feel good as well. He stood on his knees as he said, "(Y/N)..."

(Y/N) looks to her left to see a dark pink tip with a transparent bead of liquid on it. (Y/N)'s face heats up as she looks up at Hakuji to see his face red as well, and avoiding eye contact with her. "If it's too much, you don't have to... you know..." She looked back down at his shaft that was twitching and was leaking out pre. His shaft was surrounded by some sort of musky scent that was making her head spin, and her intrusive thoughts were to lick the tip and the clear liquid, which she did.

Hakuji softly gasped as he felt her warm wet tongue lick his organic crown, making his shaft throb and his body have chills. She continued to lick his crown, getting a feel for what it would feel like before she fully committed to putting it in her mouth. His pre had a sour taste, but she liked it. She was savoring his taste as she was giving him kitty licks, slightly stimulating him.

Hakuji softly groans as he puts his hand on her head, and starts to stroke her hair. Fuck... even with her licking me like this, it still feels really good. He softly caressed the left side of her forehead with his thumb as he closed his eyes and let (Y/N) do her thing. Kyojuro stopped sucking (Y/N)'s clit as he pulled his head back to get some air. As he wiped his chin that was covered from (Y/N)'s lather as he thought, Fuck, that tasted delicious. I can still taste her from her remnants on my tongue. He licks his lips as he makes a hum of satisfaction.

However, he was a little caught off by how (Y/N) wasn't making that much noise now, as his eyes slowly pan up to see (Y/N) moving her tongue in a circle around Hakuji's crown. For whatever reason, Kyojuro's eyes were stuck on Hakuji's shaft. Its pale complexion with its smooth texture, not a single vein to be seen as his hair from down there looked a little formal, which couldn't be said for Kyojuro. Not only that, but his abdominal muscles were so tone, that both sides of his waist were forming a v that led straight to his crotch area.

It made Kyojuro drool a little without him realizing as he then softly shook his head, and sucked his saliva back. He then got on his hands and knees as he then started to crawl next to (Y/N), and started to lick the side of the body of his shaft. This made Hakuji slightly flinch from the feeling of another tongue licking him, so he opened his eyes to see Kyojuro, with his eyes closed, licking his rod. "T-The hell?"

(Y/N) slowly opens her eyes to see Kyojuro, right next to her, attempting to please Hakuji. She stops licking his tip as she says, "K-Kyojuro?" He stops as he makes a quick remark, "What? Can't I please him as well? I'll admit, his cock is what attracted me to pleasing him." Both of them turned burgundy when he said that with so much confidence and without stuttering at that. (Y/N) was about to speak until she was silenced by Kyojuro when he locked his lips onto hers.

She could taste the bits of her juices on his tongue as he slowly twirled it around hers, making her brain reach maximum stimulation. Kyojuro puts his hand on the back of (Y/N)'s head, making sure that she keeps her head steady as he twirls his tongue around hers. Hakuji's shaft began to twitch as he watched them kiss, seeing their saliva dripping down from their chin to the bed. They both stopped kissing as a string of saliva gaped the distance between them, and then Hakuji moved forward only to show his erect shaft to them.

He then put both of his hands on Kyojuro and (Y/N)'s heads as he softly pushed their heads until their lips were on his shaft. "I want to try something, Is that okay with you two? The way you both kissed... it just... fuck, it was hot." His face turned red when he said that, but that didn't stop him from continuing. "S-So, I'm gonna move my hips, and see what happens after, okay?" They both nod in agreement as Hakuji exhales, "Okay..." And started to move his hips.

Not even three thrusts in, and Hakuji was already groaning from the texture of their moist lips rubbing against his rod. Their tongues also rubbing under him amplified the feeling as he was thrusting at a moderate pace. He softly grips their hair as he utters, "F-Fuck..." and softly moans. Kyojuro started to move his tongue in and out of his mouth, making Hakuji slightly flinch as he was thrusting, while (Y/N) was moving her tongue left and right, lubricating a significant amount of his skin.

Kyojuro softly moaned on his rod, sending soft vibrations on his shaft, and making his breath hitch. "H-Hey, you can't do that... my dick's already sensitive enough as it is..." Kyojuro opens his eyes and glanced at (Y/N) to see that she was still letting her lips get rubbed on by his cock. His lips formed a smile as he then grabbed Hakuji's wrist from the back of his head, and pulled him down to the bed. He pinned him to the bed, and opened his legs, leaving his shaft constantly twitching for more stimulation.

He slowly crawled down to his shaft, and without giving Hakuji a chance to speak, he licked his tip. Hakuji grits his teeth and his left eye as he says, "Kyojuro, t-the hell—" he makes a gravely moan as he feels Kyojuro wrap his lips around him and bob his head. The muscles on his legs tensed up as he felt Kyojuro's mouth surrounding his shaft and going in and out of it. Hakuji put his hand on Kyojuro's face, trying to pull him off to make him stop, but his mouth felt so good, he couldn't help but feel weak to it.

(Y/N) help but watch Kyojuro pleasing Hakuji with his mouth, it made her slit feel really tingly and a bead of her juices started to run down her thigh. Her hand started to go under there, and she couldn't help but rub her finger up and down on it. She whimpers as she was stimulating herself with her finger, her wet and sensitive cunt educing lewd noises made this situation so much more erotic than it needed to be.

Kyojuro elicits a popping sound from his lips as he wipes his saliva from his chin and wraps his hand around his shaft and slowly starts to stroke it. Kyojuro turns around to see (Y/N) touching herself, which turned him on a little, and calls her out. "It's your turn now." She moved her finger away from her slit, which was now drenched from her juices as her fingers had multiple lines stretching away from her flower.

The entire top half of her body started to lean down, leaving her bottom half arching out upwards, and her rear completely in the air. (Y/N) looks at the stiff muscle occasionally twitching and throbbing as it waits to be stimulated. She felt Kyojuro's hand on the back of her head as he heard him whisper, "Come on now, don't be shy. If it helps, he tastes a little good." That gave (Y/N) a little smirk and a chuckle as he then opened her mouth, wrapped her lips around him, and softly started to bob her head.

Hakuji moans again, but rather than trying to push (Y/N)'s head off, he pats her hair as he looks up at the ceiling and says, "F-Fuck..." Kyojuro notices that (Y/N)'s ass was in the air, and he took advantage of the position she was in as he sat up and got behind her. He looks down to see his raging erection tenting his pants as he thinks, Huh, somehow I forgot these were on. Ah, doesn't matter, now that we're here. He took them off, as well as his boxers, grabs his shaft from the base, and started to move it up and down on her drenched cunt.

(Y/N) felt her entire body tense up as she felt Kyojuro's shaft moving up and down on her spot, teasing her entrance as he lubricated himself for what was about to come, but not in the way she thought. She continued to pleasure Hakuji orally as saliva was running down his shaft, laying the saliva that was already coating his rod from Kyojuro. "D-Dosh dis phel gud, Hakushi?" She says, her mouth full from his shaft in her mouth. "Yeah... Y-Yeah, it does... I can only imagine what you're gonna feel like down there. So warm, and tight..." his shaft throbbed just from thinking about it.

Meanwhile, Kyojuro was making muffled groans as he was coating his shaft with (Y/N)'s cunt-juice, moving his hips up and down and even going as far as taking all four of his fingers, rubbing her with them, and stroking his rod. His shaft felt so sensitive, it felt like he could burst just from pumping himself alone. Her discharge felt so slimy yet smooth, it felt like he was moving his hand up and down with ease. He decided to pump himself lying down on his back, next to Hakuji as he does so.

Hakuji turns his head to see Kyojuro right next to him, and he makes a soft frown on his face, but still maintains his blush. Kyojuro leans towards him only to peck his lips, and making Hakuji more flustered. Kyojuro softly chuckles. But moans as he suddenly felt (Y/N) sucking his shaft as well, leaving Hakuji blue-balled and begging for more. "Hey, I wasn't finished yet... you can't just stop and do him next."

Kyojuro chuckles again as he says, "Well, th-there is one way we could do it... (Y/N), stop." Kyojuro commanded her, making a hum that gives off a sense of confusion as she takes his cock out of his mouth and said, "D-Did I do something wrong? Why are you telling me to stop?" She said, softly panting as she swallowed her saliva. "First off, no, you're doing a fantastic job. Second off, Hakuji wants you to suck his cock again since you stopped so abruptly for me. So, I have a solution that may or may not work. And all we need to do, specifically me and Hakuji, is to stand on our knees."

Hakuji was a little confused by this, but he still went with it as he sat up and stood on his knees with Hakuji. Kyojuro scooted closer to him as he put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Now, I want you to fit both of us in your mouth. Think you can do that?" Leaving both (Y/N) and Hakuji's faces having the ideal color of blood covering their face and ears.

If they were in some sort of animation, blood would be spewing out of their noses like as if they were in a show that had nothing but fan service. "O... O-okay..." (Y/N) grabs both Hakuji and Kyojuro's shafts, as she softly pumps both of them, moves closer to them, opens her mouth, and shoves both of them into her mouth. Her face was scrunched up as her lips were hurting a little due to it stretching as she attempted to bob her head with her mouth full. Kyojuro looked at Hakuji who was focused on (Y/N) performing the action.

Hakuji quickly realized that Kyojuro was looking at him as he uttered, "What?" Kyojuro tried to cup his cheek, but he slightly recoiled back. "The hell are you doing?" He said, sounding a little bit concerned about Kyojuro trying to touch his face. "I just want to feel your skin. To be honest, I never knew how cute you looked up close. I knew you were attractive, but being this cute to a degree, how has no man or woman tried to fall for you?" He asks Hakuji, leaving him very flustered and a little conflicted. He then cups Hakuji's cheek this time and started to lean closer to Hakuji. He realizes this, and tries to move back, but for some reason, his body feels weak. The closer Kyojuro got to his face, the more he felt like a stiff in the physical sense.

His mouth was gaped open and Kyojuro closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side as they both locked lips together. Hakuji puts his hand on Kyojuro's abdomen, feeling his toned muscles as they slowly move their tongues together and moan into each other's mouths. The sounds of them breathing through their nose, along with the sound of their lips disconnecting and reconnecting made their minds blank for a couple of seconds as they were passionately kissing.

Eventually, they stopped, a string of saliva stretching between them as Kyojuro stroked his pink hair and said, "You're so adorable." Making Hakuji pout and say, "S-Shut up..." he stutters out as he feels his shaft twitch again, only this time he feels more sensitive. Kyojuro feels the same as he says, "You feel it too, r-right?" Hakuji nodded as he responded, "Yeah..."

They both put their hands on (Y/N)'s head, and started to softly thrust their hips together into her mouth, the sounds of her whimpering as it felt like her lips were being stretched beyond capabilities. She clamped her eyes closed as she couldn't do anything but take their shafts in her mouth. Both of the boy's breaths started to sound louder as their rods were twitching more and more frantically than before. "Fucking... g-gonna..." Hakuji utters out as his eyes are struggling to be open. "Me too..." Kyojuro concurred with Hakuji as he grabbed his chin, and kissed his lips again as they moved their hips faster.

The sound of (Y/N)'s gagging and her saliva being mashed with their tips touching together as they make a few more thrusts before they both make a sound of a stern groan as they release themselves into her mouth. Her mouth was coated with their warm milk, spurting out thick ropes each more powerful than the last. They both stopped kissing and moved their hips back to see the aftermath of what they'd done. Her chin was covered in the mix of spit, and their seed as her mouth was almost full of their cum.

She opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue to give them the full display, making Hakuji feel a little grossed out, but Kyojuro is a bit prideful about his actions. She closed her mouth and attempted to swallow the remains of their seed, almost spat it out for how slimy it was, but endured as she swallowed it and heavily panted.

Hakuji was shocked while Kyojuro had a big smile on her face as Hakuji said, "You didn't have to swallow it..." and Kyojuro responded, "Maybe she didn't want to spill it on the bed. It would've been a tough stain to get rid of if it were the case." He said, laughing after he said that. Hakuji groans as he then feels (Y/N) stroke his sensitive shaft. "H-Hey, don't touch me like that. I need to recover before you—" Next thing he knew, (Y/N) pulled him down to where he was on top of her, and his still erect shaft was aiming at her entrance.

They both switched positions where they were lying on their sides but still facing each other as Hakuji's shaft was grazing (Y/N)'s wet lips. "(Y/N)... You—" Hakuji was abruptly silenced by her as she connected her lips against his, tasting her tongue that still had the aftertaste of their spunk. She then whimpers as she moves her hips and feels his rod slowly going inside her. She was already so drenched down there, that she didn't notice the pain of her hymen breaking.

She then started to roll her hips, causing Hakuji to groan as they both stopped kissing each other and he looked down. He saw his shaft was nowhere to be seen but was completely inside of her as she continued to roll her hips to make him move. He then looked back up at (Y/N), whose face was completely sex drunk, yearning for stimulation and euphoria, and wrapped his arms around her waist as he started to thrust his hips. She mewled at the feeling of his shaft going in and out of her, causing her body to feel weak as she laid her head on her chest and started to moan.

"Th-This... is what you wanted... right? You just wanted to make sweet love to me...?" He said, sounding breathless as he was thrusting his hips. "Y-Yes... That's all I e-ever wanted to do..." she trembled out as she began to peck his body from his pecs, his neck, and his chin. He held her tighter with his forearms as they both kissed their lips and softly bumped their heads together. Both closed their eyes as they focused on the sound and the pleasure of their genitalia meeting against each other.

As Hakuji was thrusting his hips, he felt Kyojuro's hand touching his rear and circling his hand on him as he was caressing him. "You're really firm here. What type of exercises do you do to reach such glutes?" He said, giving him a soft slap as he then moved his hand down on his right cheek and spread it out. He sees his whole was a light pink color, and not a single hair was visible. "Wow, you're even clean here as well. Are you trying to impress your significant other? If so, you've already accomplished it."

"T-The hell are you—" Hakuji couldn't finish his sentence as he felt Kyojuro's tip slowly going inside his pink hole, slowly widening his walls as he filled him inch by inch. He felt his muscles tense up, including his asshole that was constricting around Kyojuro's shaft. Kyojuro softly groans as he kisses Hakuji's shoulder and whispers, "Relax, Hakuji. You feel really tight right now and I don't want to cause you any pain as I move." He continued to give Hakuji pecks on his shoulder. Hakuji's breath was trembling, trying to reduce the pain down by taking deep breaths and trying to focus on (Y/N) and instead of Kyojuro.

She started to roll her hips again, which gave him a better chance for him to forget about the pain as her insides felt so warm and slimy. "J-Just like that..." he huskily uttered as he kissed her forehead. As soon as he kissed her forehead, Kyojuro's hand grabbed his chin and he made him turn his head around, and they both kissed each other. Their tongues intertwined with each other without a second thought as Kyojuro touched down on his body. They both stop as Kyojuro asks him, "Feeling better?" caressing his face as he says so.

The slight blush on his face rose as he said, "Did you have to say it like that? Yeah, I'm better now. You can move... I guess." Kyojuro softly smirked as he pecked Hakuji's cheek and started to thrust his hips. Kyojuro groaned while Hakuji moaned from the feeling of his thick shaft going in and out of his tight bussy.

He continued to move his hips in unison with him, multiplying the pleasure of getting fucked by Kyojuro and fucking (Y/N) by twelve. Felt his prostate getting pressed through every thrust, making sounds that were almost like whimpers. "Oh, f-fuck this feels good..." Hakuji spat out, showing acceptance of the pleasure of his ass getting stretched out. (Y/N) lets out a shaky mewl as her insides started to get tighter around Hakuji's cock.

Hakuji firmly gropes (Y/N)'s ass as he lets out a soft growl in response to (Y/N)'s sudden tightness. He squeezes both of her cheeks as she moans out, "H-Hakuji..." And lays her head on his shoulder. She stopped moving her hips, leaving Hakuji in complete control of her as he then positioned his hands onto her hindquarters, and made her move. Mainly because it felt like he was going deeper inside her as they were moving their hips together. Kyojuro then kissed her, cupping his cheeks as he was continuously thrusting into Hakuji.

They both stopped as Kyojuro said, "You two deserve each other." Caressing her scalp with his thumb. He then started to thrust rougher, making Hakuji recoil as he couldn't help but yelp from every thrust. His body jolted every time Kyojuro left the tip in and slammed back all the way, hitting his prostate with such force that it gave him maximum stimulation. Moans began to leak out of his mouth as he was now his hips were being pushed by Kyojuro, all while maintaining his grip on (Y/N)'s waist.

Kyojuro was grunting with every thrust he did, and it made his body feel light, as if someone behind him was thrusting against him as well. (Y/N) began to let out loud whimpers as she wrapped her arms around Hakuji and she stuttered out, "I-I'm... getting c-close..." Hakuji and Kyojuro were a little surprised that (Y/N) was about to finish first. It was honestly a miracle none of the boys were the ones to do it first, but they felt prideful about it.

Kyojuro continued to move his hips as Hakuji was making her move faster as her voice started to sound more shaky. Her body was covered in sweat as her breathing became more frantic and her insides became tighter. Tighter enough for Hakuji to grit his teeth and say, "Don't clamp so tight..." "I-I'm, s-sorry... I can't..." She couldn't finish her sentence as she let out a soundless gasp as she felt her fluids flowing out of her, and running down his shaft.

Hakuji's shaft and pelvis were now drenched from her bust, and now was hearing such squishy and lewd sounds every time Kyojuro pushed his hips forward. (Y/N) was now a shaking mess, her body jolting at random as well making random yelps every time she felt Hakuji hit her cervix. She kisses Hakuji, tears running down her face as her breathing was very shaky. Hakuki softly groans in her mouth as he takes one of his hands that were on her ass, and courses it up to her cheek as they both twirl their tongues around, exchanging their saliva as they distance themselves so they can let their tongues do the work.

Hakuji's breath suddenly hitched as they kissed, his shaft twitching more frantically, as he felt his balls getting tight as he was about to release again. "I think... I might not last long..." he said, his voice sounding tireless as he nuzzled his head on (Y/N)'s chest. He started to move his hips in unison with Kyojuro as he used all the strength he had to go all out onto (Y/N)'s sensitive cunt, and Kyojuro moaned as he felt his hole become tighter. Kyojuro softly laughs as he says, "Wow, you want me to cum too, huh? Well, I am more than willing to oblige a request like this." He then bit down on Hakuji's shoulder, not hard enough to make him bleed, but enough to give him stimulation.

Kyojuro could feel his asshole constrict every time he thrust and hit his prostate. Hakuji clenched his eyes and teeth, struggling to hold back from finishing too early. His sweat streaked down his nose and chin as his heart was becoming louder in his ears. He bites his lip as he moves his hips fast enough to where he is like a piston, making (Y/N)'s moans reverberate from his pace. I can't... hold on... he tried to hold on as long as he could, but one sudden powerful thrust from Kyojuro was enough to break him down.

His shaft started to throb, and quickly enough, he slipped out of her and ejaculated on her stomach, on his chest, and on the bedsheets due to how powerful his spurts were. He lets out a runoff whine as he exhales out a loud, "Fuck..." He felt his arms slip off of (Y/N)'s back and waist as it felt like all his muscles shut down as he continued to take Kyojuro's shaft.

Kyojuro detaches his teeth from Hakuji's shoulder, looking at the bite mark that he caused as he says, "Wow, looks like I have the superior stamina." He chuckles out before grunting as he feels his shaft twitching. "But, I might not last long as well." He formed a smile on his face as he clenched his eyes closed and pumped himself a few more times before pulling out and shooting his white, sticky strings onto Hakuji's back.

Hakuji softly moaned at the sudden vacancy of his hole no longer being stuffed by Kyojuro's thick rod, but shivered when he felt his hot ropes on his back. He then felt the bed softly bounce as Kyojuro made his way to the bathroom and grabbed a roll of toilet paper. The sounds of the roll being ripped as he folded them up and started to clean his back. He put Hakuji on his back as he then started to clean off (Y/N)'s stomach and threw the used pieces of paper away.

"H-Hey, my chest is still covered in my cum. Shouldn't you clean that too?" Hakuji said, confused about why he put the roll back into the bathroom. "Oh no, I know. We just wanted to see what it would taste like as we clean it." He said as he picks up (Y/N) and then they started to lick his cum covered chest. Hakuji couldn't help but stare at them licking the cum off of him, along with the fact they were both taking their time while doing so.

Unfortunately it wasn't much for them as they both finished cleaning him and so they tongue kissed to savor the flavor of his spunk. Once they finished, they laid on his chest and immediately went to sleep. Hakuji looks up at the ceiling as he thought, This really just happened. I feel like if I were to tell the others about this, they wouldn't believe me. If that is the case, I might as well just keep it to myself. He looks at both of them, Kyojuro having a smirk on his face while (Y/N) was nuzzling on his neck, he grabbed the comforter and covered themselves with it as he puts his arms on them and went to sleep.

06-17-24 - Well, this could've been better. I think we can all agree that the first half of this sucked ass, right? There's no need to deny it, I know the first half sucked. To be honest, I wasn't really feeling the best writing this, but I had to make up something. If you enjoyed this, awesome. If you didn't, I can always find to please you.

Anyway, take care, and until next time,

✌️👋❤️.

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papil0nglegs · 24 days ago

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I LOOOVEDD your girly reader x sniper hcs.

May I request the opposite? Like a tomboy, introverted, Adam Sandler fit and overall just a freaky ass reader x sniper? =^.^=

Gangnam style 🛹

A/n: BIG SIS FIGHT BACK. PLEASEEEE, BIG SISTER GENERAL, COCONUT, BIG SISTER. 🥥🥥🥥

Warnings: Body shaming, ‘Bromance’

Sniper

Hey, he gets it.

Sniper takes a quick liking to you. Your sarcastic behavior/humor always has him snickering, even when it’s against him

Once you were in the frontlines he almost shot you, you just had some thoughts to share <3

“Crikey! ‘pologies!!”

“Jesus Christ sniper! You have better aim when pissing jars 😒”

“Hehe, good one mate”

Enjoys your introverted side, you guys love going on road trips in his van. Enjoying the silence together is great and all, but so is bantering with each other.

“Motherfucker-no way you listen to jazz.”

“Oh shut ya yob! What’s wrong with jazz?”

“You serious? I’m snoring over here, play some beastie boys I dunno!!”

“Oh please that’s dunny music”

He hates what you do to his van, he never notices the mess you make until after the trip. The shoe prints on his seats, the empty bags of chips and energy drinks, your axe deodorant. He puts in all in a plastic bag then gives it to you lmao

He’s pretty iffy about your fashion sense, sure it looks comfy but just.. why

“Should I get the Superman shirt or the sonic one?”

“You should put ‘em both back. 🫤”

“Alr bitch”

Being a messy sleeper is no help to him since his bed barely fits him so when he invites you over to sleep with him you better be TUCKED. Otherwise your gonna kick him off the bed in your sleep

Scout

He’s so fucking confused. It’d probably take him more time to have him understand how you’re a girl wearing masculine clothing than teaching him how to read

“So, you’re a chick?”

“Yeah?”

“But, you’re wearin’ dudes clothes?”

“..Alright bro”

Okay but actually you guys have a nice Bromance. Smacking each others ass fist bump being each others hype man etc.

“See ya losers later, ima go bang this chick I met online”

“Oo, can I watch?”

“no.”

Asking you for relationship advice is like asking an Italian mother in law what she thinks about your cooking, feedback will be given but someone’s just gonna get hurt in the process

“Do I look like a guy who would eat pussy? Be honest”

“You look like a guy who’d eat anything”

“Ok ☹️”

Spy isn’t really fond of scout, so imagine how he feels about you two combined..

“Can you guys stop playing that silly game and help around here?”

“Fuck you spy!”

“Get the fuck out spy you freaking French bitch,-“

“I’m gonna kill you spy close the door I swear to god!!”

“FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN- FUCK YOU”

The aura you guys carry is disastrous, such loud losers..

“Guess you can say we’re some kind of team fortress 2 👁️👁️”

“Say that again..”

“Oh my god please shut ya traps..”

#BIG SIS.#FIGHT BACK.#PLEASE BIG SIS….#idk #x reader #scout x reader #tf2 x reader #sniper x reader #sniper tf2 #scout tf2 #tf2 #team fortress 2

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morimemichael · 7 months ago

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Not Allowed

Dbd!Myers x f!Reader

Reader it’s new to the realm, she gets a good first impression on everyone; killer and survivor. Tho there’s certain someone who seams to became too obsessed with her. She doesn’t get it, she thinks this killer hates her with all their guts. Sooner than later she finds that some interactions and relationships are not allowed in the realm.

WG: Some angst and cursing Michael actually talks but this is not actually a warning lol mentions of death, blood and gore. Michael and Ghostface have a bromance cause deep down they are besties. Dbd!Michael it’s based on RZ! Michael here. Use if y/n twice on the entire fic. Ghostface removes his mask. Michael removes his mask. Big old Pewpaw Kazan Yamaoka, aka, the ink is a great hugger. Happy ending(?)

You were brand new to the realm, like a new born baby. You didn’t understand what was going on, one night you went to bed and the next thing you know it’s the uncomfortable feeling of grass and wood sticks on your back. This was beyond clear that it wasn’t your bed.

You woke up scared as hell in an unknown forest to you, it’s was late at night you could tell and you didn’t met a single soul this far. All of that was vanished when the sound of what it seemed a camp fire stroked your ears, and for your surprise it wasn’t just a camp fire you could distinguish the sound of human voices too. It didn’t seem too far from were you currently were. So you walked a little faster while covering your chest with your own arms in a sutil attempt to combat the cold weather.

You stepped closer to the people in the camp fire to ask for help and maybe an answer to what was going on here. As you got closer could see a bunch of girls and a few boys. One of the girls had red hair and running clothes, the Oder one had short black hair, she was wearing glasses, the other one had also shirt hair, she was wearing a black and red shirt and loosen pants, on the other side; one of the boys was tall with very short black hair and when you herd him taking he had a british accent, the other boy had also black hair but it reached the mid of his face.

“Uhm, excuse me?” You said. Your voice low but clear. The red hair girl turned around to look at you. Suddenly everyone stopped talking.

“Oh my god…” The red hair girl stated. “Guys…I think we have a new partner!” She continued.

Everyone smiled at you and presented themselves. It turned out the red hair girl’s name was Meg Thomas, the girl with the glasses was Claudette Morel, the other girl was Nea Karlson, the British guy was David King and the other guy was Jake Park.

“Did you just arrived?” Claudette asked.

“Yeah…I don’t know where I am.” You stated.

“What’s your name girl?” Meg asked.

“Where are you from?” Another question, this time Jake.

“She’s gonna need a lot of help.” You herd David talking.

“Guys, why don’t we just let her sit with us and let her talk?” Nea said. It was the first time she talked.

You smiled for the first time.

You sat next to Meg and Nea and proceeded to tell every detail about you, your name, your age, where were you from. You told them that last night you had a fight with your parents and when you went to sleep you woke up here.

“We get you, we really do.” Jake spoke.

Everyone told you their personal story. How they end up here, but most important of all they told you what was going on in this place.

“There’s uhm…there’s something that we call the entity, that rules all of this place. She can do what she pleases with us and with everyone.” Nea talked looking at you.

“To survive and to keep every thing, no matter how small it might be, here with us, like some food and water, we have to go through trials.” Jake explained.

“Trials?” You asked confused.

“Yeah, we must repair five generators to open the exit gates.” Meg continued.

“That’s it? Just five generators? It’s a piece of cake…” you laughed.

“I wouldn’t say that if i were you…” David looked at you.

“Why not?” You talked back.

David sight, then he explained the most difficult part.

“We must face a killer that will be with us in the same place.”

“WHAT!? A real killer? Like from slasher movies?” You stated.

“Yes, a real killer.” David stated.

“N-no, no, I wanna go home, please!” You yell at the sky hopping this entity would hear you and somehow pity you.

Everyone looked at you with sad eyes, they knew you weren’t going home anytime sooner.

“Wish we could do something about it, I’m so sorry.” Jake spoke again after a long time.

You moved your head to the sides and looked down, a long sigh scapes your mouth. “Shit…” that’s all that came from you. Everyone remained silent for a while until you spoke again.

“So, how this trial thing works?”

“Well, the entity select some of us for the trial, four survivors to be exact. To help you in the trial you can carrie an object with you, this objects being a toolbox or a flashlight or a med kit and others. Every object has their own use, the toolbox can be use on the generators or to sabotage the hooks the killer use to hook us, by the way; the killer’s main goal is to hook us all in those hooks, flashlights are meant to blind the killer and save your teammates that se going to get hook, and last but not least the med kit as its name suggests can be use to heal yourself or your teammates. Also when you get hook-“ Claudette was interrupted by survivors who just came back from a trial. Four survivors emerged from the dar fog of this place.

“Gosh, that trial was so easy, I need something more challenging!” A young girl with blonde hair spoke.

“Hey Laurie, who was the killer this time?” David asked her.

Laurie? Like the same Laurie from the Halloween movies? You thought to yourself. The intrigue of knowing if you were right was eating your brain, you know you wouldn’t last any longer so you had to ask her.

“The trickster.” This girl said looking at David.

“Uhm excuse me, Laurie? Like Laurie Strode form the Halloween movies?” You finally asked her.

“Yes! I’m her. You must be new right?” She smiled back at you.

“Yes, in fact I got here a few moments ago.” You then proceed to present yourself.

“So nice to meet you! I know we’re gonna be good friends, watcha say new girl?” Laurie had a content face. New girl huh? You liked the new nickname.

“I hope so! By the way I loved that nickname!” Laurie smiled back at your words.

Nea joined your conversation with Laurie explaining further more how the trials work.

“Continuing with the trials, we’re gonna spawn in a map. In this map you will find certain constructions you can use to loop the killer, evade them or confuse them.

“Ok.” You listen very carefully to what Nea said.

Sooner than later you realize that some of the survivors that came with Laurie were from the Resident Evil game franchise. Leon and Jill were here, you wondered if others form the same games were too. You smiled when you saw Chris and Claire in this place too. You presented yourself like you did with everyone else and they seemed to like you as much as the rest did.

“We should tell you that some survivors came along with their respective killers, generally they are related to them. For example, Leon and me came along with Nemesis.” Jill explained.

“So…if you guys came along with Nemesis that means you Laurie came along with M-“

“Yes, I came along with Michael Myers.” She finished the sentence for you. The second you hear that afirmation you knew you no longer wanted to get back home.

“Gosh that’s awesome! I love the Halloween movies, as much as the Resident Evil games or the Scream movies. I love Halloween season so much, and Halloween loves me.” You gave the guys a mischievous smile.

“That’s great! But do let me tell you that most of the killers aren’t nice as us survivors. Some of them lack empathy and act rude. Tho I have to say some killers are nice sometimes.” Leon’s voice was calm but it sounded firm.

“I see, so uhm…Michael?” Your question was meant to find out how he acts in this place.

“Well, Michael has his “I think I could spare you” moments sometimes, but most of the time he just hooks us…he’s very accurate I would say.” Laurie didn’t have anything left to say about Michael.

You couldn’t help but feel a mix of disappointment and excitement, you wanted to face him so bad by now. Eventually the time for your first trial came, thankfully you weren’t alone, Laurie got picked too. You asume that the most optimal object to take with yourself for your first trial was med kit.

Soon the trial started and you couldn’t believe your eyes when you saw that the killer you were going against was none other than Michael Myers himself. You were over excited, you wanted to say hi, let him know how much you liked his movies. You wander how he was going to act this time, you assumed since you were new maybe he could spare you. He was lurking near the generator you were currently working on, unaware you were conscious he was there.

Something inside you made you leave the generator and get closer to Michael. You could see he was stalking Jill, who was also picked with you, David was here too, somewhere on the map. You got closer and closer to Michael until you were near his back. The sound of a wood stick breaking under your feet gave you away. He stopped on his track and tilted his head to the left making you know he heard you. Your heart was ricing at this point. He turned around completely to face you. You could hear him breathing behind his mask. His blueish eyes analyzing you. The leafs under his feet made a cracking noise as he slowly walked towards you. Walking in circles around you he kept looking you up and down. Something form you caught his attention, maybe you reminded him form someone, he didn’t know. One thing was certain, besides looking you he was also stalking you. He made a final step in front of you, this time he was very near you. You instantly thought it was your end when he lifted his kitchen knife at you. You closed your eyes ready to get hit and downed, but the empty feeling of nothing tearing your flesh apart made you open your eyes. Yes, he was still there but his didn’t made a single move against you, he didn’t even tried to down you.

“I-i uhm know you! I love your movies.” You didn’t know why you said that. You felt so stupid. He didn’t answer of course he just tilted his head to the left.

He started moving forward through the map that’s stroke you late it was Haddonfield. You were following him, you didn’t fully understand why he didn’t try to kill you or stab you. Asking him questions didn’t seemed a bad idea to you tho. “So, how you end up here?” And another one “How long have you been here?” And another “Why don’t you talk?”, “Don’t you miss your home?”, “I told you i love your movies right? I think i did..” You even told him your name and your age and the place you came form, even how you end up here. But he never answered, all he did was stopping whenever you asked something and turn around to look at you.

Later than sooner you realize he was heading toward Laurie, who happened to see all the interactions between Michael and you.

“New girl? What are you doing?! RUN!” She screamed at you. She stepped forward to grab your hand, and just as she saw Michael was going for you she stepped in the middle of you to. Michael grabbed her instead. He grabbed Laurie by the throat and buried the long kitchen knife in her abdomen.

“OH MY GOD LAURIE!” You scream in panic. The young blond girl struggled against Michael who buried the knife deeper fully killing her.

“LEAVE HER ALONE PLEASE, DON’T HURT HER!” Blood leaving Laurie’s body as he throws her on the street asphalt. He lowered his knife for a second and walked to your side, he looked again at you, this time inches away from your face. You closed your eyes waiting for your inevitably fate, which it never came. He lifted his knife again and went for the rest of the survivors, Jill and you were left until it was only you.

“Shit…” you muttered to yourself. You were just meters away from Michael who was facing back at you and still had his knife up.

You heard a little noice of something opening near you, but Michel herd it too. This time walking towards you, ready to curse him you saw how he walked pass you a few meters away and turned to look at you again, this time putting his knife down. He look down at what it seemed to you like a little door on the street, and look back up at you. You didn’t understand. You catch up with him and looked him dead in his dark eyes.

“Fuck..you..and this place and your stupid movies!!” He gestured down to the little gate again.

“I don’t get it!! I don’t know what it means…freak.” You were really starting to hate him, or you were just scared. Claudette didn’t finish to tell you that this things happen frequently. Deaths happen frequently, but you just didn’t know it. Michael gestured one last time to the little door and then looked up at you.

“FUCK! I don’t want it! Screw you bastard!” You push him a little bit, you knew this time you went too far when he grabbed you by your throat and push you against the nearest parked car. You tried your best to hit him hard, unfortunately he didn’t even react.

“I-i can’t…can’t breath Mich-michael…” You felt your air leaving your lungs. He gave you his signature look and move his knife closer to you. Then you finally felt it. Cold, it sting like, you finally felt the pain. Then all over again, and again, and again. He stabbed you, more than once. He wasn’t stabbing vital points, he was going slow.

“Please…” You pleaded, in vain, cause he didn’t stop. Instead he got out all the knife and finally stabbed you deeper. Little pain sounds scaped your mouth, and for the first time on this place you cried. Then all turned black. Just like that you were gone.

Michael put your body down, surprisingly with gentle moves. He kept looking at your dead body noticing what was left of your tears. He wasn’t going to kill you. When he saw you for the first time moments ago something woke up in him, he didn’t know what it was. You intrigued him in a way nothing ever did before. He wasn’t bother by your questions, the first time he looked at you was because he didn’t know what to do, he analyzed your gestures your face, your eyes...the other times he stopped when you asked him a question was on purpose, he wanted to look at your precios eyes just to be sure he wasn’t making it all up. He didn’t want to kill you, but…why did you act like that? He wanted you to leave, damn he even offered you the hatch. The second those hurting words left your mouth he felt attacked. He was trying to be nice, to do something nice…why couldn’t you be nice to him too? He was hurt, you caught his attention, but you hurt him. Why? You even said you loved his movies, why were you being so rude to him? He let his knife fell to the street, looking down he brought one hand to his masked face and one single scream was heard on Haddonfield that night. He was the only one left there.

The feeling of your death still lingered on your body the first time you came back to the camp fire. Laurie, Jill and David were already there due to that they have been killed earlier before you. You couldn’t help but feel awful.

“He…killed…he killed us. Like we were nothing.” You sounded so disgusted.

“Yeah new girl…most of the time it is like this. We forgot to tell you that killers hook survivors to sacrifice them to the entity. Or sometimes they can kill us with their own hand…like Michael did.” Laurie explained. You were so relieved to know that even if you or anyone gets killed they came back.

“I tried to be nice…i-i really did. I even want sure if he was going to kill me, but then he got you Laurie…” You continued.

“I saw all of it. And it was rare! He never acted like that with new survivors.” Laurie exclaime surprised.

“What you mean?” You replied back.

“He wasn’t just stalking you…he seemed to be analyzing you as well…who knows for what or why?” Laurie confirmed.

“Well that didn’t go well did it? I think he hates me…”

“I think he saw something in you. He likes you…” Laurie’s word were spoken so low you didn’t hear her, tho the rest of the survivors did, and they shared the same theory. Because killers can be nice sometimes, you heard killers like Ghostface, or Deathslinger, or even Oni had a good side….but Michael? He was known to be nice just three or four times since he got in the realm. It was unusual his behavior. And they know it, specially Laurie who came with him and Danny the Ghostface who seemed to grow closer to Michael over the years.

On the other hand, in the distant across the camp fire were the killers. They were all in the same place, hanging and resting like survivors did. It existed a physical barrier that separated the camp fire form the killers. Both survivor and killer could get near this barrier but couldn’t cross it. Survivors could meet the killers on trials or if the decided to go to certain map or place. Once there they could interact. But some interactions were not allowed. It’s not like something bad would happen to the survivor or the killer, it was the fact that the entity didn’t want that in her realm. It was known that when a killer didn’t do well in the trial, the entity would punish them, maybe she would make them see something they fear or hurt them the most, something about their past maybe. This only happens when the entity consideres it necessary.

Danny, Kazan, Caleb and Herman were watching the trial. They were also surprised Michael tried to spare the new girl. Of course the also saw how you rejected the offer. Michael came back to the other side of the camp fire with the rest of the killers, head pointing down.

“Hey Mike, you’re okay?” Danny asked him, his vice distant due to the ghost face mask. Michael didn’t answer he just looked at him. It’s not that they didn’t hear him talking tho, this time he just chose to remain silent and walk away. Danny was going to follow him but Caleb stopped him.

“Leave him be, give him some space…” Danny looked at him, then his head turned to look at Michael walking away. His eyes looked down behind his mask. He then decided to walk away too.

“Rejection can hurt.” Kazan said. His English still had a fainted Japanese accent.

“Sure does.” Herman added.

Michael made sure there was nobody with him. Once he realized he was all alone, his hands reached the bottom of his mask and pulled it up, reveling his face. Long blond and a little dirty hair covered part of his face. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. Your eyes, the way you walked with him while asking questions, your hair, your face…then he remembered those harsh words leaving your mouth. He wanted to understand, he needed to understand so bad why, why did you do that? He was trying to be nice, he usually isn’t. He knows he’s mean, selfish, he has a dark twisted heart, if he even had one. He find himself surprised by the choice of letting you go, to leave through the hatch. He lives for the hunt, the cat and mouse play, the adrenaline he feels when he kills. He’s no good and he knows it very well. On the other hand he felt hurt at your words…he felt…something was wrong with him, it must be right? He never experienced anything let along feelings. So he got to the conclusion that he was just offended by some words. You had offended him, yet here he is, thinking non stop of you.

Back to the others, Caleb was taking with Kazan.

“I think…I think he either likes her or she became his obsession. I mean, she seems like a nice girl, we didn’t cross paths yet. He’s the first one she goes against.” Said Caleb.

“Dark, twisted, small and very broken, but he has it.” Kazan abruptly said. Caleb wasn’t following.

“Excuse me?

“Soul.” Kazan explained. “His soul is dark, twisted, small and very broken, but he has one.” He finished. Caleb rises an eyebrow at Kazans words as to say he is not understanding him.

“Souls, I can see. Souls, I can sense.” Kazan said.

“It’s that so? How’s mine then?” Caleb teased.

“Baka…” It wasn’t rare at all for the Oni to speak Japanese now and then, he just told Caleb he’s a moron.

“Oh come on Kazan! You know my Japanese it’s not fresh!” Caleb protested then saw Kazan walking away.

Days turned into weeks in the realm and you were getting better at trials and so far killer you face killer you got to like you, not as much as Michael apparently. The things with him didn’t change unfortunately. Whenever you two go against each other he tries to give you hatch even if he didn’t sacrifice anyone. All the words that left your mouth were hate words and curse words. You decided if he was going to hate you you will hate him back. Tho deep down you didn’t like that idea. Now and then you catch yourself waking pass the limit of the barrier, just in case you see him. At this point it was like a dynamic. You would face him in a trial, get at his nerves, sometimes he would try to give the hatch anyway but you always complain. And that ends in painful death. You felt like he kills you slower than the rest on purpose. He won’t admit that he also walks pass the limit of the barrier, but in his case he does see you, he sees everything thing you say or do. Of course he does this intentionally. He doesn’t know why he keeps torturing you like he does, or even why he keeps torturing himself watching you knowing nothing will ever happen. Maybe all he wants is to make you hurt, because that way he gets to hear you begging him and saying his name so low.

Michael…please. Stop it.

A soft beg said in a soft voice. All you ever mean by this is for him to stop killing you like he does. He gets you sacrificed sometimes, but you rather get sacrificed a million times than to feel the cold of his kitchen knife stabbing you deep in your guts in the most slow way possible.

By now, you have met all the survivors and went against every killer. But you were closer to Laurie, Nea, Jill, Leon, Yun Jin, Feng, Yui, Oni, Ghostface, the Deathslinger, the Spirit and Wesker. It’s not like you didn’t like the rest of killers and survivors, you just were closer with some. You would often speak with Wesker to hear about genetic stuff, and then you would tease him about some random word you thought it was funny. He would look at you and say something like:

“Hey don’t push me new girl, you will not want me to go Michael!” He laughed. His sense of humor was evident not shared with yours.

“That was not funny Albert.” You said, he looked down.

“I apologize.”

“Rude..” You smiled when you heard Kazan saying that when Albert left.

This far you couldn’t really complain about your staying here. You wish things with Michael were different tho. There was this time when you faced The Doctor, and you were carrying a flashlight, you were getting good at flashlight saves, everything was laugh and fun. You blind him several times, and save your teammates a couple of other time too.

“Hey stop it with the flashlight, new girl! I can call you new girl too right?” Herman asked, annoyed but with a yet friendly tone. In response you pointed the flashlight to his face and granted permission to call you bay your nickname.

“Come on!!! Stop it! I’m warning ya!” He yeld.

“Or what doc?” You really weren’t taking him seriously. Next thing you know is you’re hooked then unhooked, and hooked again. The second time one of your teammates unhooked you, Herman tunneled you and killed you with his own hands.

When you came back to the camp fire you were laughing like a maniac. You really had a good time, not fully caring if you got tunneled or not. Michael, on the other hand, didn’t like that. Not.a.single.bit.

What happened next? The next trial you went on, you and Feng were the only ones left, and guess what? Your were going against Michael, again. This time was different, he actually down you with normal hits and hooked you, it was your first hook when Feng tried to rescue you. It’s not necessary to say Michael grabbed her before she could unhook you. He grabbed poorFeng by the neck and then looked at you, then back at Feng, she knew what was coming. He killed her with his own hand many times before, she didn’t mind at this point. But you? Oh boy you did care…

“Michael…” You say terrified. He tilted his head, he didn’t say a single word but you knew he meant to say “what?” He lift her from the ground and started to get his knife out.

“No please…Michael,” You knew he saw that trial with Herman, you were having fun with the flashlight, then you got tunneled, but you didn’t care, why did he? You could tell it was some type of pay back on Herman, because Feng was his survivor. But..you weren’t his…

Of course Michael was getting his pay back, he just wasn’t going to admit it to you. Pay back exactly for what? For the tunneling? Or maybe was cause he saw you laughing and having fun with Herman instead of him. He thinks he deserves that from you too. Or maybe not, by the way he kept killing you he didn’t doubt why you hated him so much. He just didn’t know what to do. Deep down he must feel that he has to hurt you bad because you hurted him, you kind of rejected him, and one part of him resented you for that. But his other part knows that giving you the worst death of the trial was the only way to get you to talk nicely to him…the way you beg…maybe he wanted so bad to hear you beg cause he couldn’t let himself beg you for attention, for that thing he felt only wfor his mother and his little baby sister, a little bit of love.

Him? Begging? Michael Myers never begged. Victims beg him for mercy, beg him to spare them. He wouldn’t allowed to do that himself.

“Please!!! PLEASE!! LET HER GO!” He didn’t listen any of your words, and the tip of his knife threatened to go deeper into Feng’s belly. You didn’t know what else to do, what else could you say.

“I’m sorry Michael! I’m so sorry, it’s my fault!” The desperate plea for Michael to stop for a second. He knew you didn’t mean to apologize for how you been treating each other. You meant that Feng death was your fault. He turned to look at you. For a second you thought you got it, he would stop. Reality hitter you like a truck when you heard Feng’s desperate cries of pain.

“NOO! PLEASE! FENG!” You cried and sobbed hard. “I’m so sorry Feng.” You apologized to your already dead friend laying on the cold snow of Ormond.

“Why…” Tears falling from your eyes like waterfalls. “Why are you doing this to me? Why I’m not even allowed to have friends…I need them Michael…” you continued.

He remained silent.

“I fucking hate you…your making it impossible for me to be here!” You reclaim.

Imposible for her? He thought. You were the one who put his world and all he knew this entire time upside down. If your harsh words hurt him, this hurt him even more. All of a sudden he got closer to you, and closer….to the point you two were face to face. He hit you with his knife while you were hooked. It was already too late when he noticed that the sharp blade of his knife had cut deep on your throat.

Your face of sudden realization he sliced your throat and your were bleeding out was too much for him. He closes his eyes every time he kills you, but this was too much. This felt way more painful that his normal killing mode. Tears running down your face as you tried to cover your bloody throat in pain. Not being able to tolerate seeing you die like this in so, so much pain, Michael left. He left you there alone to die in the cold.

The trial ended and Michael came back before you, stepping into the other side of the camp fire with the rest of the killers, he was met with Danny, Kazan and Herman.

“Bro…was cutting her throat open really necessary there?” Danny asked him, not really judging him, cause after all you got sacrificed and that what counted. Michael leaned back against the nearest tree there. He looked at Danny, and for the first time since he met you he decided that talking wasn’t going to hurt him that bad.

“No it wasn’t. I don’t know why I did that.” He answered Danny’s question.

Herman decided to join the conversation too.

“Are you okay Michael?” Herman asked. Michael didn’t reply what he expected. He looked at Herman, and for one second he felt ashamed of what he did to Feng Ming, but specifically why he did it. And then something he never thought he would say.

“I’m sorry about Feng Ming.” Herman opened his eyes more…if that was even possible.

Michael gathered himself from the tree and walk away. Kazan made a gesture to Danny. Follow him, that’s what he was tending to say. Needless to say Danny got the hint almost immediately. Danny stood up and quickly tried to put up with Michael.

On the camp fire side, desperate cries and tears came down your face. It turns out that, since Michael cutted your throat while you were still on hooked, when you came back you found out by Laurie’s words that a thin but long scar adorned you neck. You couldn’t believe it. You loved using necklaces and stuff, but now? You wouldn’t be able to use one without the scar sticked to your neck like a bad tattoo.

“I can’t believe this…” You cried. You were so weak that Laurie was holding you by your left arm as Rebecca told you to go to the medical support room, which it was only another part of the camp fire, but with the few things Rebecca could gathered around to help, heal and examine other’s wounds.

“It’s ok girl…we got you.” Laurie reaffirmed. You wouldn’t stop crying. Rebecca was walking in front of you, and Laurie still by your side. You heard a distant “Michael wait!” You recognized that voice immediately.

Ghostface…Danny. You thought. You knew He was close with Michael so you figured out he must be with him.

If I see him I’ll kill him. You thought to yourself. Of course you knew the odds of actually killing a Killer were none, %0. But this time Michael has gone too far and now all you wanna do is tell him how bad he has hurt you. Was he even going to react at your words? Probably not. You turn to look at your left were the barrier was, and you were right. Ghostface was trying to keep up the pace walking Michael had. Laurie seemed to notice you notice Michael on the other side, and gesture to Rebecca to stay with you for a moment.

“Hey, Michael…HEY!” She spoke caughting his attention. Michael stopped and turned to look at Laurie as she got closer and closer to the barrier.

“What’s your deal with her?! You went too far this time! She came back crying and sobbing like an animal!” Michael didn’t react to her words, which only made you angrier. You stepped closer to the barrier as well next to Laurie, this time you were beyond hurt.

“Why…? Why you hate me su much?!” That’s all you could ask.

Michael looked at you but to he was showing no emotions, and you were really starting to suspect it was not due to his mask, you truly believed he hates you for something you couldn’t completely understand.

“You know what? Fuck it I’m done trying to talk to you and to ask-no, beg you to speak back to me and tell me what I did wrong…” tears running down your face.

Michael saw you crying, leaning against Laurie for help. The effort you did in your last trial with him was too much to handle for your little frame. Besides, the feeling of getting your throat cut open was awful. His eyes looked down behind his mask, he couldn’t stand seeing you like this. The sound of your cries and sobbing were tearing through his chest, straight to his heart, if he even had one. He didn’t put a name to what he was feeling and experience when you were with him or near him, all he knew was death, blood and pain. He couldn’t afford to feel anything else…right? With that in mind he turned around and walk away silently.

“Yeah, walk away…like you always do.” You said in a low tone. Throat still hurting for the previous abused it received. He pretend no to listen to what you say. He couldn’t help but feel how something inside started to break.

Michael wondered if the entity was going to do something about this eventually. Little did he know that in reality, the entity was amazed by you and how you treated Michael the first time you met him. Needless to say, that the entity knew how both of you felt for each other. And the only reason she was going to allow what she was going to do, was because she knew both, you and Michael, would react eventually and arrange the differences between you two.

The entity had a plan.

Michael kept stalking you from the dark the rest of the night, that’s how he found out you wanted a choker to cover up the nasty scar. He wasn’t alone tho, Danny was with him. “Ahh…I really would like a choker.” Those were your exact words.

“You heard that Mike?” Danny asked looking at him, smiling behind his mask. Michael nodded.

“I..want to apologize..for..everything I did to her.” Michael said, looking down, eyes to coward to look at you complaining about the scar, a scar he gave you.

“Hey! Now we’re talking!” Danny’s voice a little bit enthusiastic. “How you plan on doing that? I don’t think by just saying that she will even consider to forgive you man…”

“I’ve got an idea…” Michael looked at Danny, then proceeded to whisper in his covered ear what he was going to do.

“It sounds great Mike! You’ll will need lots of paper and fabric. Maybe your mask supplies might work that thing as well!” Danny said looking at your throat’s scar.

“I’m going to Haddonfield.” And with That Michael made his way to his own home town.

Michael spent all night on Haddonfield working on something to give you as for an apology. On the other hand, you didn’t do much, you didn’t had trials that day, until like 6 o’clock you spent your time talking with Kazan, and Danny.

“I don’t like my scar…”

“Scars are sings of fight, if you survive fights it means your strong, therefor scars shows strength.” Kazan spoke.

“I agree with this big red guy here.” Danny added.

“I guess your right guys.”

Somewhere meters away from you, on the killer side, Evan and Caleb were sharing a interesting conversation. You see, Evan since he’s been here long before most of the killers he can speak with the entity sometimes.

“So…your telling me the entity’s plan is basically hope for the best? There’s no way we can know how he will react to it. He has never been punished before!” Caleb said.

“We gotta trust her plan Caleb.” Evan said, his gaze looking up where the entity is supposed to be.

“I hope she don’t do wrong.”

“She never does, Caleb. She never does.”

Time passed and you keep talking with Kazan and Danny from your side of the camp. Danny telling you something about his camera you didn’t quite catch the meaning. It was so specific and technical you didn’t even try to understand it. Then you asked Kazan to tell you everything he knew about the Samurai. You’ve always loved Japanese culture, you wanted to go someday to japan too.

“I would have loved to travel to Japan…” Your voice flooded with sadness.

“It’s so beautiful…my country…I don’t doubt you would have love it.” Kazan replays.

You were so focused on your conversation with Kazan and Danny that you didn’t notice Michael joining them. When you saw him all the joy on your face instantly disappeared. It’s like you couldn’t had one minute alone, not even a day! Kazan and Danny didn’t understand your sudden change of mood.

“What the hell do you want now?” You said, eyes wouldn’t dare to leave that white mask of his.

Both Kazan and Danny looked at each other, raised their shoulders until they looked behind themselves.

“Guys, can we move somewhere else please? I don’t have time nor the energy to deal with this freak.” You said looking dead to Michael’s eyes. Danny examined Michael for a moment and noticed something in his right hand.

“New girl…” Danny looked at you.

“What??” You already sounded pissed.

“Please, just give him a moment…” He said. It was the first time you heard The Ghostface say “please”, so for the sake of it you listed.

Michael stepped closer to the barrier, Danny and Kazan gave him space so his now was positioned in the middle. He reached his right hand to the edge of the barrier beneath him and tossed something to your side. You looked at it confused.

“I don’t get it, the hell do you want?!” You yeld at him.

Michael looks down at the object then back up at you. He wanted you to grab it. You sigh ruin discomfort as you bent down to grab it. Still didn’t catching what it was. All you knew it was soft to the touch.

“And I’m still don’t getting it, maybe I’m just stupid or perhaps you should fucking talk to me already!!” You were getting angrier every minute.

“I think you should open it..” Kazan has an idea of what could it been, you said earlier that you hated your scar, so he though maybe it was a necklace. You looked at Danny for his opinion too. He just nodded.

“Agh!! The things I do for you guys…” You said, your voice still angry. Michael couldn’t help but to feel bad you wanted to spend time with them but not with him.

Your eyes filled with anger when you saw this thing was a choker, and you didn’t even know why. Deep down you wanted to forgive him, you just couldn’t seem to find a reason.

“Sorry.” A single word scaped Michael’s mouth. It was the first time he ever spoke to you. Yet you felt it wasn’t enough. This wasn’t a worthy apology.

“Sorry? SORRY?! That’s all you could came up with?

“New girl, I think you shou-“ You didn’t let Danny finish.

“Your pathetic! Your fucking pathetic you hear me? I can’t believe I told you I loved your movies. How I regret that, I regret being nice to you..” You were angry as ever.

The bad treat continued, once, twice..you couldn’t count how many bad, nasty and hurting things you said to him.

“Childish!”

“Coward!”

“Fuckin evil!!”

“I hope you die fucking bastard, I want you dead!”

You tossed back the choker to the other side in contempt, and when you finished something scaped your mouth. Something that even in the most agitated of situations you wouldn’t even think of saying.

“Your mom was a fucking whore, a filthy slut. I bet she didn’t even wanted to have you in the first place!! Why don’t you just leave me alone, damn it!” You yelled at him hitting the invisible barrier that separated you from him and your friend killers. You knew thanks to the movie his mom used to be a stripper. His heart skipped a bit when you said that. Now he knew for sure he had a heart.

If he was hurt before now he was torn to pieces. But what torn apart his heart the most was knowing that, despite what you had just said, what he felt for you didn’t change a damn bit. With no more further a do, he proceeded to walk away. Danny followed him as usual, trying to get him to stay.

“Come on Mike! Don’t leave.” He yelled. “You went way too far kid…Kazan, looked at the choker.” He continued, he notice something written inside the choker, you just hadn’t seen it. Kazan took the little fabric from the dirty ground, wipped of the dirt and read it. Danny far gone by now.

“Kazan…? What does it say?” You asked him.

“You made me human…” This words stabbed you right in your chest. You knew very well the pain of getting stabbed, but this? This can’t be compared.

You felt awful. Why did you said that? It’s not like you even meant it. You felt your eyes filling with tears again at what you just said to him. All alone you thought that hurting him back the way he’d hurt you would make you feel better. But it didn’t. It just made you feel worse. Like you had no soul.

“I…I really messed up here, didn’t i? Kazan?” You looked at his red Oni mask.

“I’m afraid you did…” He confessed.

“Oh my god…what did I do?” You tried to see if you could find Michael with your eyes from your side of the camp. What you didn’t know was that the moment Michael tossed you the choker he made the entity put to work her own plan. You could hear a distant voice, again it was Danny.

“Hey, Mike! Hey!! Michael!” Danny exclaimed, yet no answer from Michael. Danny’s exclamations for Michael became more and more audible. Something was wrong, you knew it, you could feel it. You ran in direction of Danny’s voice.

“Dude wake up! Michael!” Danny kept saying. You got there panting and sweating. Kazan followed a little bit after.

“What’s wrong with him?” You asked.

“I don’t know, he was like this when I catch up with him.”

You could see his body was struggling. His left hand holding his knife, knukles white as milk. His breathing could be heard from where you were. He was getting trouble to breathe. Soft pants and groans suddenly left his mouth too. He sounded like he was in pain, but physically he looked fine. No blood or sings of injuries. It take you a lot of effort to notice through his eyes of his mask that his real eyes were glued shut and a few tears running down.

“Oh my god…his eyes! Look at his eyes.” You told Danny.

“He’s crying!” Danny said surprised.

“Something’s wrong with him. Something’s wrong with him!” You exclaimed. His groans and pants became louder.

“Ahh agh…” Michael complained. Hearing him like this putted you on desperate mode. You tried hitting the barrier unsuccessfully, even kicked it several times.

“Please let in through!” You yelled at the sky, knowing the entity will hear you.

“Do something, guys. Help him! I can’t do anything from here!”

Danny tried to shake his body. No responce. Kazan snaked his body even harder. Again, no response. You noticed some pamphlets in the ground near his boots. You pointed this out to Danny and Kazan. It didn’t took you long to realize that those were her mother’s stripper pamphlets. So did Ghostface and Oni.

“He’s being punished…” Kazan said.

“What? Why?!” You cried. “It’s because of the choker?” You asked.

“Maybe, we don’t know.” Danny spoke.

“No! Please, it’s not his fault it’s mine! I’m the one who should be punished. Please!” You begged to the entity. At this point Michael had his head looking up. Grantings of pain still scaped his mouth.

“No Michael, Michael…listen to me!” You looked at his poor suffering form. “I was wrong. I was wrong! All of this wasn’t your fault. I overreacted, okay? And your mom? Your mom was a beautiful person. She did everything she could for you and both your sisters! I was wrong Michael. I’m so sorry…so so sorry! I didn’t mean anything of this to happen…” You sobbed while explaining yourself. Michael managed to look down at you.

Desperation taking over your body, you punched and kicked the barrier. Demanding the entity to let you in just this once.

“Please!! Please, i-I’ll do anything!” You begged her.

From the distant, Caleb and Evan could hear your screams. They know what was already happening, that’s why the decided that not interfering was the best option. Nothing could have prepared the people on this realm for what was about to happen. Your hands banging the barrier were suddenly met with grass and dirt. You fall, that was for sure. But you had fallen into the other side of the camp. To everyone’s surprise, there was no barrier separating both camps anymore.

“Did just the barrier…” Caleb asked Evan. “What did just the entity do?”

“Allowing what was not allowed.” Evan sounded happy. The entity’s plan was working.

You didn’t have time to enjoy your new freedom nor did you killer friends. As soon you got up you went straight to Michael. Holding him by his broad shoulders, you reassured him.

“I’m here Michael! I’m here. Please come back to me.” You begged him, this time was different. You noticed his hands still struggling and clenched. You grabbed the hand that was holding the knife to see if you could easy some of that tension. Worried eyes examining his mask to catch any sign that he was okay.

Suddenly his struggling stopped and his head went down. Your hands fly up to grab his masked face only to be met by his free hand around your neck, squeezing tightly.

“Dude what are you doing?!” Danny yelled.

“Michael, it-it’s me…” Your air leaving your lungs. His hand dangerously tight around your neck. Threatening to break it right there.

“Judith…” He growled. The entity no longer had him seeing the posters of his stripper mother, his school bullies or his stepfather. Now he was having living flashbacks of his older sister, Judith.

“N-no, Michael please, y-you know me…” It was getting hard for you to speak due to the lack of oxygen.

“Don’t speak.” His hand squeezing harder. “I hate you.” The flashbacks of his selfish sister were really getting to him. It all was so real to him that without noticing he was getting his knife near your belly again.

“Dude-dude, if you killer her she’s not coming back, she’s it coming back Michael!” Danny said trying his best to help you. Michael looked at him for one second or two, then he continued to reach for your belly. In a desperate measure, Danny took off his ghostface mask and grabbed Michael’s hand that was holding his signature kitchen knife.

“Mike, who am i?” Danny asked. Another desperate attempt to make him come back to himself.

“L-loomis.” Michael growled at him.

“No, Michael you know me, come on! Who am i? He asked again.

“D-danny..Danny.” Michael said. You could see the tears in his eyes. He was fighting this.

“Good! Good, now, who is she? You got this you know her.” Danny cheered him up. Michael looked at you, eyebrows frowned.

“J-j…Judidth.”

“No..” You left out a sight. You cried even harder when you noticed Michael raising the knife up.

“Dude stop!!” Danny yelled again, this time ready to do something about it but Kazan had to hold him down.

“Let me go Kazan!”

“You’re only going to make it worst.” He stated, holding Danny down.

“Michael..” You sobbed. You prepared yourself when he got ready to stab you. One final stab, and you were going to see dark…fall to eternal sleep. One last thing scaped your mouth before closing your eyes.

“I love you, Michael Myers…” it was low, you hadn’t much air left. But you didn’t want to leave this world without letting him know this. You glue shut your eyes one last time to embrace his final stab. You even heard Danny screaming “Stop!! Stop it!!!” You were ready now, waiting patiently for your inevitable fate. You flinched your eyes anticipating the blade, but the blade cutted through nothing. You opened your eyes. Somehow you succeeded to get Micheal back. The entity’s plan had worked without you even noticing. He let you fell to the ground so as he did with his knife. Danny and Kazan ran to help you get up. You tried to reach for Michael’s arms but he rejected your touch.

“No…i-i” That was all he could say.

“It’s not your fault Michael.” You assure him. But he just took off leaving the three of you there. He wasn’t the only one afraid to keep touching you it appear. Danny hand left your arm and Kazan took a step back. You gave them a “I’m not following you guys” look.

“It’s just that…this barrier thing, never happened before. We never touched you before, none other than to kill you ir sacrifice you…” Danny spoke for both of them, Kazan and himself.

You reached your hand to Danny’s uncovered face, and cupped it in your warmth. He embrace it immediately. Closing his eyes and smiling.

“You look better with the mask off.” You laughed, he did the same.

“If you say so…”

“Kazan…come here!” You told him with opened arms. He seemed hesitant at first.

“Come…” You insisted, smiling.

“Hug?” He asked.

“Yes!” You exclaimed. The tenderness in his hug cought you by surprise for such a big and buffed man like him.

You stayed like that for a few minutes until Michael was the topic of conversation again. You asked Danny where he might have gone.

“I think I know where..” He said.

The single Street and the kind of trees in the block gave the map away very fast. You were again on Haddonfield.

“I know he sometimes comes here to make mask or whenever he feels bad or angry…I don’t know which house it’s his house tho.” Danny explained.

“Oh don’t worry I know which one is it.” You looked at his still uncovered face.

“Okay, good luck New Girl…if he doesn’t speak right away you should come back later.” He said ready to leave when you said one last thing to him.

“You know Danny…your not that bad after all.” It was the first time he heard you call him by his real name, it always had been “hey ghost!” Or “Ghostie!” It felt good hearing that coming from someone he considered a friend.

“You know y/n…Michael wasn’t wrong after all.”

“I don’t follow.”

“You did made us human after all.” You smiled at his statement then he walks back to the camp.

Once you reach Michael’s house you stepped in. Thinking to yourself he must be upstairs you went up. There was only one room with its door opened. Michael must be in there. You were reaching the end of the stairs, walking as slowly as possible to not give your self away. The house wasn’t helping much tho, with each step you made the wood underneath you cracked. He wasn’t unnoticed to the sound he thought perhaps was the wind since he had the windows open. Your small frame compared to his made a silhouette on his door frame.

Once inside his room you could see he had fully decorated its walls with handmade masks he had done himself. Just like in the movie, but that was on the prison cell instead of his real room. You saw him sat in a chair near a wooden desk. His mask still on, his head was down. His chest moving up and down.

"Michael…" You soft voice soothed his ears. He looked at his left, letting you know he knew you were there. "I'm not here to fight you. Not anymore." You said. Michael didn't react. His breathing sounded soft. Him not having any type of reaction made you move closer to him, until you were besides him. Your left hand resting on his right shoulder. Your eyes wondering the masks hanged on the wall in front of you.

"They are beautiful. You know that?" You told him giving his right shoulder little masages. He looked up to contemplate them. You didn't know how you went from looking masks to have him face to face again and your back pressed yo the wall. By now you were expecting nothing less than a kiss. He grabbed you by both your shoulders and lowered his head until it was pressed against your left collarbone.

This is not a kiss. You thought.

Soft sobs could be heard behind his mask, they were muffled by the same, but you were able to hear them. Then suddenly, he spoke again.

“I’m so…so sorry.” Your heart melted at his words and you couldn’t resist but to hold him tight against your little chest compared to his. More muffled sobs coming from Him.

“It’s okay…I’m the one that should be apologizing.” You replied back.

“You already did.” He lift his head to look at you.

You felt the urge to know how he looked behind that mask. What was he hiding. You didn’t have to take out his mask to know he was beautiful. Took your hand move to the edge of it. Michael moved his head back, hesistant.

“Let me see you Mike.” Hearing you calling him Mike was all he needed.

Pulling the mask up with little effort was necessary to take it off. And just as you spectated, he has long blond curly hair, blueish eyes a big, but yet straight nose, and plump heart shaped lips. A beautiful face, just as you thought. You cupped his face with your hands just as you did with Danny.

“You’re beautiful Michael.” Your voice like a sweet whisper. He touched your lips with his thumb, caressing them like it was a newly found treasure. His treasure.

The feeling of his chapped lips on yours was inevitable. Tho he seemed to be the first to started it, as soon as he started he wanted to finish, scared you wouldn’t like it. But you insisted to kiss him longer. You wanted more. It didn’t matter that his lips were chapped. Eventually you two separated to get some air.

“You’re beautiful.” You reassured him again. He put his forehead against yours.

“And you’re the most beautiful human I ever seen.” He replied, voice deep and low. “Y/n?” He added.

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.” He finally said it. Finally admitted it and gave it a name.

A little time went by and now you were sitting on his lap seeing how he made masks. Your left arm wrapped around his shoulders for support.

“So, I put more glue over here and…we are done.” He was showing you how he made his masks.

“This seems interesting to make.” You replied.

“Are you sure you never done this before?” His mouth forming a little smile. Not fully believing you never done a paper mask before.

“Oh well…you caught me. I did. But a like to see you make them.” You said honestly.

“How cute.” Your heart flinched at his words and your cheeks flushed. “I like it when you flush”

“Stop it Michael!” You gave him a little tug on his coverall.

“Never.” He said looking into your eyes and give your nose a quick kiss.

You spent the rest of the night like this, laughing your lungs out and doing disasters with his glue.

That night loud voices were heard at Haddonfield. The difference this time was that Michael wasn’t alone, he had the best company he could’ve asked for.

I hope you enjoyed this! Sorry if there’s misspellings, English it’s not my mother language, have mercy please 🥹 I’m open to requests!!

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