#sluttified!corey cunningam

[toxicanonymity]

Who's that calling you under the dinner table?

Reader, you slut

[toxicanonymity]

Corey and I write a fic

2.5k words | Corey x everyone 

Corey and I are writing our ongoing fic and bickering about what a mess he’s making by fucking everyone.  This is goofy AF but also pretty accurate at times. Jake & Amir AU, kind of?

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[Rock Bottom Ch 2, , Corey watches through a window and jerks off while Michael fucks Y/N.  Michael leaves her on the floor alive]

Corey: That was hot AF.  I could watch Michael fuck Y/N all day. 

Me: Are you excited about your next scene with Michael? We just have a little transition, then-

Corey:  Wait. We’re just going to leave Y/N on the floor like that?

Me: Yeah.

Corey: Wow.

Me: Don’t look at me like that. Come on.

Corey: I just feel like we’re not done here. . . 

Corey gazes at Y/N hornily. 

Me: Oh my god, you literally JUST came. 

Corey:  Why’d you give her a name then?

Me: Is that how you think this works? If someone has a name, you need to fuck them?

Corey shrugs.

Corey: I don’t know why you’d give her a name then leave her on the floor like that and make me leave.

Me: Because this story is about you and Michael.  

Corey: I know, as it should be.  And wow, I’m suddenly getting really thirsty.

Me: No. . . 

Corey: Do you know how much of Michael's cum is inside Y/N right now?  Do you really think I’d let that go to waste? 

Me: Oh, no. 

Corey: You know the answer. It's right in here.

Corey acts like he’s going to pat his heart, then veers to his pants.

Me: I mean, it’s pretty nasty. 

Corey: We love nasty.

Me: I’m just not sure the readers–

Corey: Fuck the readers.  That’s what you’re always telling me. 

Me: Not in that w--You know what? You’re right.  You can't let his cum go to waste. FML.

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[Rock Bottom Ch 3: Corey gives Y/N head, ravenous for Michael’s cum]

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Corey: I told you that was going to be hot.

Me: I guess we’ll find out if anyone else thinks so.  Happy now? Can we go? 

Corey:  While I’m here, I should spend some time with her, talk to her about Michael and stuff. 

Me: Okay, good idea. 

Corey: And maybe one thing leads to another. . .

Me: Oh my god, seriously?? You just came twice in like 15 minutes. 

Corey: But have you come? 

Me: Y/N just came, too! Like really hard!

Corey:  Wow, thanks for clarifying - I wasn't sure about that when you said I could feel her pulsations through my nose. 

Corey rolls his eyes. 

Corey: I'm not asking about Y/N.  I’m asking about you.  

Me: *blushes* that’s actually none of your business. 

Corey: It's completely my business. I'm inside you. 

Bright red, squirming, shrinking into my shirt.

Corey:  Yeah, exactly. What about what *you* want? I know you want me to fuck her. 

Me: I want to progress the story and that won't happen if you can’t go 5 min without getting off.  

Corey: It doesn’t have to be right away.  She and I could spend the whole night together. 

Me: Look, we’ll write you a one-shot later.  We’re never going to get back to Michael  if you stop to fuck everyone you see. 

Corey: I can’t help myself.  Michael let me live, and now I’m "sluttified."

Me: Yeah, apparently so. 

Corey: And you don’t want to explore that?

Deep in thought, trying not to be manipulated. 

Me: Ugh, you know I have a soft spot for your sluttification. I know we joke about it, but I do think there's something to it. Like Michael's energy bores this hole in you and it becomes this growing void of darkness only he can fill. But naturally, you try. . .

Corey:  So let me and Y/N fill each other's voids for a night. 

Sigh.

Corey: Please, I don’t want to go home to Joan.

Me: Yeah, I guess I don’t want you to either. 

Corey: Spoiler alert, I’ll think about Michael at least a little bit when I fuck her.  I know that turns you on.

Me: . . .Alright, go ahead. 

Corey: Can I wear her clothes while I do it?

Me: Absolutely.

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[Rock Bottom Ch 3: Corey spends the night with Y/N]

[Rock Bottom Ch 4: Corey brings Mulaney to Michael and they kill him together in that extremely sexual scene from the movie, then Michael and Corey have their first sexual moment.] 

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Corey: Can Y/N come back now?

Me: What? I just gave you that hot moment with Michael and you want Y/N back? You literally just felt Michael’s hard cock against you.

Corey: Yeah and you’re the one who didn’t let him fuck me yet. 

Me: Yet? Look, I’m still not sure–

Corey: You didn’t even let me suck his dick 

Me: I promise you will have his dick in your mouth soon. I just felt like we weren’t quite there yet. 

Corey (pouting): So you’re giving me an incapacitating case of blue balls?

Me: Gross, don't say that. IDK wtf I’m doing.

Corey: She admits it! If I'm going to jerk off again, can I at least watch Michael fuck Y/N?

Me: You're not going to jerk off. Plus, you’ve already watched Michael fuck Y/N.

Corey: I've watched Michael fuck Y/N at a crime scene. But have I watched them surrounded by skeletons?? Have we even acknowledged Michael as a cannibal?

Me: Ugh, I would really like to make it through at least one chapter without you jerking off. If at all possible.  

Corey:  Fine, but I can still watch them, right? Maybe I’m trying not to be seen this time, so it’s kinda different? Dangerous?

Me: You want to watch them without jerking off? . . . Are you cool with coming in your pants?

Corey: Always. Come on, you know this. 

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[Rock Bottom Ch 4 : Corey secretly watches Michael fuck Y/N, then leaves on his motorcycle]

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Me: Where are you going? 

Corey: To fuck Allyson.

Rubbing my temples. 

Me: This is too much.

Corey: Michael and Y/N are busy.

Me: So? You JUST came!  You don't need to be fucking someone every second. 

Corey: You're the one who wants to weave in and out of canon.  You do realize Allyson is like the main character other than me.  

Me: Yes, and that's boring.  If we skip it, you'll get back to Michael sooner. . . 

Corey: But don't you want me to have my bi panic first, like, "IDK what's happening to me??”

Me: Ugh, fine. But this is getting so out of control that we have to acknowledge it.  You’re going to have to get introspective on the ride there, and I don't like that.  

Corey: It’ll take like two paragraphs.  I can be introspective, I'm not some himbo.

Me: You're a simp for Michael. It's not supposed to be that complicated.

Corey: It's not that complicated. 

Me: It's complicated because of how you act about Allyson. 

Corey:  I mean, for all you know, I’m just trying to take her from Laurie. 

Me: Yeah, I don’t think it’s that simple.  Like, Allyson was the first person to accept you, and, Jesus, do you have to be so pathetic?

Corey:  Ouch.  

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Me: Sorry, I didn’t mean that.  But when you insist on getting off every 5 min, especially when you have all these feelings, it's a mess and very time consuming for me. 

Corey: I thought you liked spending time with me.

Me: I do. I just don't want it to always be sexual.

Corey (smugly): Okay we both know that's not true.

Me (blushing): I mean, not when we're trying to work. Don’t you want us to give people, like, a little more than sex? Don’t you want to explore the complexities of your relationship with Michael?

Corey's eyes darken and his chest begins to rise and fall.  He wets his lips as he looks me up and down, then looks down at himself. 

Me (composing myself): Can you not??

Corey: Are you sure? Because we could take a break instead of dealing with all my pathetic feelings. 

Me: You're not pathetic.  You are making a mess though, and that makes it hard.

Corey: You're telling me. 

Corey looks down at himself again 

Me:  Yeah I'm not going to look, okay? 

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Corey (with an air of smugness): You know, if it's that much of a mess, Maybe you never should have given me Y/N.

Corey shrugs condescendingly.

Me: Ya think?? I didn't give you her, BTW. I gave her to Michael, then you INSISTED on sharing her. 

Corey: You didn't have to make me feel anything for her, though. You were projecting. 

Me: Whoa, out of line. You have a unique shared experience of being left alive by Michael. That’s kind of special.  Also, are you kidding? You're totally the type to get attached that quickly.

Corey: And you're not?

Me: Stop. 

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Corey starts cracking up laughing. 

Corey: Holy shit, just imagining you in my situation. And Michael leaves a hot guy Y/N on the floor.  There’s no WAY you could resist.  You think you’d leave without fucking him?  No way dude.  Oh my god, I’m dying to see you sluttified.  God, what a mess.  I mean, super hot, but -

Me: How are you so sure I'd want a hot guy Y/N?

Corey: Oh come on, we both know you love cock.  Plus, I'm a. . .

Me: Oh my god.  Are you trying to make yourself into a self-insert again? 

Corey: Whaaat? No. . . It’s really not a bad idea, though.  You know, there are a lot of male readers who would love to be me and fuck Michael.  

Me: Who is even the third person in that scenario? 

Corey: There was never supposed to be a third person, remember?  You fucked up by giving a victim a name.  And naming her Y/N, no less. Lmaoooo. As if that wouldn’t take on a life of its own. 

Me: Honestly, I can’t even remember if there was supposed to be–

Corey: WAIT! Can we do an AU where Michael leaves a reader alive and the reader is following Michael around, and I'm the one Michael fucks and leaves on the floor, and reader comes in and sucks my dick?

Me: I mean, if that reader is using your same logic, they wouldn’t be sucking your dick, they’d be eating your ass.  Assuming that’s where Michael’s cum is.  

Corey is salivating. 

Me: I’m just not sure readers want-

Corey: Fuck the readers! Come on, you know we’ve got something here.  

Me: Jesus Christ. 

Sighs, opens google docs, types a note, closes it. 

Me: Okay, can you let me think now? 

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Me: I can't believe I'm saying this, but if you fuck Allyson, I think you need to have a wet dream about Michael, too. 

Corey: HELL YEAH.  Even though I "just came" with Allyson?

Me: Shut up. 

Corey: So, in the dream, can Michael fuck me?

Me: Oh yeah, he has to fuck you. 

Corey: Wait. What's the catch? 

Me (uncomfortable): Well, first, in the dream, you’re going to have to see Joan. 

Corey: Oh my god, what the fuck? Why??

Me: So Michael can kill her then give you the fatherly embrace you've always longed for. 

Corey sighs. 

Corey: Fine. 

Corey's eyes well up in tears.

Me: Hey, come here.  It's okay. It's okay.  You're finally about to get railed. 

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[Rock Bottom Ch 5: Corey fucks Allyson, then Michael fucks him in a dream. Corey kills the Dr. and Michael kills the nurse. Corey sucks Michael’s cock.] 

Corey: How long are you going to pace around this bed staring at us?  I really don't care which hole I get, just stick me in one. 

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The MMF Threesome

Me: Thanks for being a team player but it's the composition of the visual, ok? I wanted you guys in the Mulaney pose but that puts you in Y/N's ass unless we flip her back over and I don't like all the flipping. 

Corey: why don't you want me in Y/N's ass?

Me: For one, IDK if you're done with her other hole for the day. Michael will just peace out so that's a non-factor for him. 

Corey: Oh my god, you're worried about infections?  If you don't finish this scene soon, I'm just going to come on her back. 

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Corey: Why is the Mulaney pose important to you? 

Me: Because it was groundbreaking cinema? 

Corey: You could have written it both ways by now and just chosen whichever worked best. 

Me: that's actually a good point.

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Corey: Are you positioning us on Magic Poser in the middle of chick-fil-a? 

Me: . . . 

Corey: Whoa, who's the guy? Why are you showing him? 

Me: my partner, because I don't have a dick and I need to know the physical feasibility of a position I couldn't find online 

Corey: He's hot

Mee: Yeah, he wouldn't, sorry

Corey: Your loss

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Corey: If you're getting caught up in what you want, just pretend it's two of me instead of me and Michael. 

Me:  Lol how would that help?

Corey: You don't want Michael so you'll just stick him wherever you want me less.

Me: LooolI I don't want Michael?

Corey:  We never do anything that's just Michael. I'm always in the scene. Coincidence? 

Me: No, it's not a coincidence lmao it's your POV. You have stories without him, he has ones without you. 

Corey: What? Why don't I get to help write Michael? Wait. Does he help? Does he speak? 

Me: No, he doesn't speak. 

Corey: Why don't you get him over here, ask him what he wants to do, and he can show us?   

Me: There's no one for him to kill here

Corey: He can kill Y/N, get her over here too. 

Me: Why are you trying to kill off Y/N? You like Y/N

Corey: You give me a new one like every other day, and you don't let me play with more than one at a time, so what's the point in keeping all of them alive?  

Me: You have a point, but no, definitely not 

Corey: You just don't wanna know what she looks like. 

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[Rock Bottom Ch 6: Michael gets her ass]

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Corey: It's actually kind of homophobic that you aren't putting him in MY ass 

Me: Was it homophobic when I put his cock in your mouth?

Corey: Ok sorry. But I'm pretty sure he wants it so just try it and delete it if you don't like it 

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Corey, Michael, and me are at the diner and Joel Miller from The Last of Us walks up.  

Joel: So, I'm thinking. .

Me: Whoa, what are you doing here? This is a Blorbo-only zone 

*Corey looks at him smugly*

Joel: I have a hot fic idea 

Me: We're good, man 

Joel: Hear me out 

Corey (standing up): SHE SAID WE'RE GOOD

Me: *looks at Michael and nods toward Joel*

*Michael begins to escort Joel out*

Joel (yelling at an auctioneer pace on his way out): the apocalypse sluttifies everyone making them too horny to think so they're forced to get off and I'll wear that outfit you like and have a big girthy wrench 1.5K TOPS, I PROMISE 

Me: *sighs, open google docs* 

Corey: Shouldn't you post Rock Bottom Chapter 6 first? 

Me: I just posted a Michael story yesterday anyway. I'm trying not to flood the tags so much

Corey: *rolls eyes* You didn't even have to do that Michael thing.

Me:  it was a good request. you're just saying that because you weren't in it. 

Corey: ya think?

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[ethanhoewke]

Corey: everyone hot

Corey and I write a fic

2k words | Corey x everyone 

Summary: My inner Corey and I are writing Rock Bottom and bickering about what a mess he’s making by fucking everyone.  

Kind of a deranged behind-the-scenes look at what my inner conflict is like while writing Corey POV and never outlining/planning anything (it's actually pretty fun)  This is goofy AF but alarmingly accurate at times. I'm really not calling all the shots.

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[Rock Bottom Ch 2, , Corey watches through a window and jerks off while Michael fucks Y/N.  Michael leaves her on the floor alive]

Corey: That was hot AF.  I could watch Michael kill people and fuck Y/N all day. 

Me: Are you excited about your next scene with Michael? We just have to do a little transition, and then-

Corey:  Wait. We’re just going to leave Y/N on the floor  like that?

Me: Yeah.

Corey: Wow.

Me: Don’t look at me like that. Come on.

Corey: I just feel like we’re not done here. . . 

Corey gazes at Y/N hornily. 

Me: Oh my god, you literally JUST came. 

Corey:  Why’d you give her a name then?

Me: What? Is that how you think this works? If someone has a name, you need to fuck them?

Corey shrugs.

Corey: I don’t know why you’d give her a name then leave her on the floor like that and make me leave.

Me: Because this story is about you and Michael.  

Corey: I know, as it should be.  And wow, I’m suddenly getting really thirsty.

Me: No. . . 

Corey: Do you know how much of Michael's cum is inside Y/N right now?  Do you really think I’d let that go to waste? 

Me: Oh, no. 

Corey: You know the answer. It's right in here.

Corey acts like he’s going to pat his heart, then veers to his pants.

Me: I mean, it’s pretty nasty. 

Corey: We love nasty.

Me: I’m just not sure the readers–

Corey: Fuck the readers.  That’s what you’re always telling me. 

Me: Not in that--You know what? You’re right.  You can't let his cum go to waste. FML.

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[Rock Bottom Ch 3: Corey gives Y/N head, ravenous for Michael’s cum]

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Corey: I told you that was going to be hot.

Me: I guess we’ll find out if anyone else thinks so.  Happy now? Can we go? 

Corey:  While I’m here, I should spend some time with her, talk to her about Michael and stuff. 

Me: Okay, good idea. 

Corey: And maybe one thing leads to another. . .

Me: Oh my god, seriously?? You just came twice in like 15 minutes. 

Corey: But have you come? 

Me: Y/N just came, too! Like really hard!

Corey:  Wow, thanks for clarifying - I wasn't sure about that when you said I could feel her pulsations through my nose. 

Corey rolls his eyes. 

Corey: I'm not asking about Y/N.  I’m asking about you.  

Me: *blushes* that’s actually none of your business. 

Corey: It's completely my business. I'm inside you. 

Bright red, squirming, shrinking into my shirt.

Corey:  Yeah, exactly. What about what *you* want? I know you want me to fuck her. 

Me: I want to progress the story and that won't happen if you can’t go 5 min without getting off.  

Corey: It doesn’t have to be right away.  She and I could spend the whole night together. 

Me: Look, we’ll write you a one-shot later or something.  We’re never going to get back to Michael  if you insist on fucking everyone you see. 

Corey: I just can’t help myself.  Michael let me live, and now I’m sluttified.

Me: Yeah, apparently so. 

Corey: And you don’t want to explore that?

Deep in thought, trying not to be manipulated. 

Me: Ugh, you know I have a soft spot for your sluttification. I know we joke about it, but I do think there's something to it. Like Michael's energy bores this hole in you and it becomes this growing void of darkness only he can fill. But naturally, you try. . .

Corey:  So let me and Y/N fill each other's void for a night. 

I sigh.

Corey: Please, I don’t want to go home to Joan.

Me: Yeah, I guess I don’t want you to either. 

Corey: Spoiler alert, I’ll think about Michael at least a little bit when I fuck her.  I know that turns you on.

Me: . . .Alright, go ahead. 

Corey: Can I wear her clothes while I do it?

Me: Absolutely.

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[Rock Bottom Ch 4: Corey brings Mulaney to Michael and they kill him together in that extremely sexual scene from the movie, then Michael and Corey have their first sexual moment.] 

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Corey: Can Y/N come back now?

Me: What? I just gave you that hot moment with Michael and you want Y/N back? You literally just felt Michael’s hard cock against you.

Corey: Yeah and you’re the one who didn’t let him fuck me yet. 

Me: Yet? Look, I’m still not sure–

Corey: You didn’t even let me suck his dick 

Me: I promise you will have his dick in your mouth soon. I just felt like we weren’t quite there yet. 

Corey (pouting): So you’re giving me an incapacitating case of blue balls?

Me: Gross, don't say that. IDK wtf I’m doing.

Corey: She admits it! If I'm going to jerk off again, can I at least watch Michael fuck Y/N?

Me: You're not going to jerk off. Plus, you’ve already watched Michael fuck Y/N.

Corey: I've watched Michael fuck Y/N at a crime scene, but have I watched them do it surrounded by skeletons? Have you even acknowledged Michael as a cannibal?

Me: Ugh. I would really like to make it through at least one chapter without you jerking off. If at all possible.  

Corey:  Fine, but I can still watch them, right? Maybe I’m trying not to be seen this time, so it’s kinda different? 

Me: You want to watch them without jerking off? . . . Are you cool with coming in your pants?

Corey: Always. Come on, you know this. 

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[Rock Bottom Ch 4 : Corey secretly watches Michael fuck Y/N, then leaves on his motorcycle]

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Me: Where are you going? 

Corey: To fuck Allyson.

I rub my temples. 

Me: This is too much.

Corey: Michael and Y/N are busy.

Me: So? You JUST came!  You don't need to be fucking someone every second. 

Corey: You're the one who wants to weave in and out of canon.  You do realize Allyson is like the main character other than me.  

Me: Yes, and that's boring.  If we skip it, you'll get back to Michael sooner. . . 

Corey: But don't you want me to have my bi panic first, like, "IDK what's happening to me??”

Me: Ugh, fine. But this is getting so out of control that we have to acknowledge it.  You’re going to have to get introspective on the ride there, and I don't like that.  

Corey: It’ll take like two paragraphs.  I can be introspective, I'm not some himbo.

Me: You're a simp for Michael. It's not supposed to be that complicated.

Corey: It's not that complicated. 

Me: It's complicated because of how you act about Allyson. 

Corey:  I mean, for all you know, I’m just trying to take her from Laurie. 

Me: Yeah, I don’t think it’s that simple.  Like, Allyson was the first person to accept you.  Jesus, do you have to be so pathetic?

Corey:  Ouch.  

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Me: Fuck. Look, I didn’t mean that.  All I’m trying to say is when you insist on getting off every 5 min, especially when you have all these feelings, it's a mess and very time consuming for me. 

Corey: I thought you liked spending time with me.

Me: I do. I just don't want it to always be sexual.

Corey (smugly): Okay we both know that's not true.

Me (blushing): I mean, not when we're trying to work. Don’t you want us to give people, like, a little more than sex? Don’t you want to explore the complexities of your relationship with Michael?

Corey's eyes darken and his chest begins to rise and fall.  He wets his lips as he looks me up and down, then looks down at himself. 

Me (composing myself): Can you not??

Corey: Are you sure? Because we could take a break instead of dealing with all my pathetic feelings. 

Me: You're not pathetic.  You are making a mess though, and that makes it hard.

Corey: You're telling me. 

Corey  looks down at himself again 

Me:  Yeah I'm not going to look, okay? 

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Corey (with an air of smugness): You know, if it's that much of a mess, Maybe you never should have given me Y/N.

Corey shrugs condescendingly.

Me: Ya think?? I didn't give you her, BTW. I gave her to Michael, then you INSISTED on sharing her. 

Corey: You didn't have to make me feel anything for her, though. You were projecting. 

Me: Whoa, out of line. You have a unique shared experience of being left alive by Michael. That’s kind of special.  Also, are you kidding? You're totally the type to get attached that quickly.

Corey: And you're not?

Me: Stop. 

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Corey starts cracking up laughing. 

Corey: Holy shit, just imagining you in my situation. And Michael leaves a hot guy Y/N on the floor.  There’s no WAY you could resist.  You think you’d leave without fucking him?  No way dude.  Oh my god, I’m dying to see you sluttified.  God, what a mess.  I mean, super hot, but -

Me: How are you so sure I'd want a hot guy Y/N?

Corey: Oh come on, we both know you love cock.  Plus, I'm a. . .

Me: Oh my god.  Are you trying to make yourself into a self-insert again? 

Corey: Whaaat? No. . . It’s really not a bad idea, though.  You know, there are a lot of male readers who would love to be me and fuck Michael.  

Me: Who is even the third person in that scenario? 

Corey: There was never supposed to be a third person, remember?  You fucked up by giving a victim a name.  And naming her Y/N, no less. Lmaoooo. As if that wouldn’t take on a life of its own. 

Me: Honestly, I can’t even remember if there was supposed to be–

Corey: WAIT! Can we do an AU where Michael leaves a reader alive and the reader is following Michael around, and I'm the one Michael fucks and leaves on the floor, and reader comes in and sucks my dick?

Me: I mean, if that reader is using your same logic, they wouldn’t be sucking your dick, they’d be eating your ass.  Assuming that’s where Michael’s cum is.  

Corey is salivating. 

Me: I’m just not sure readers want-

Corey: Fuck the readers! Come on, you know we’ve got something here.  

Me: Jesus Christ. 

I sigh, open google docs, type a note, close it. 

Me: Okay, can you let me think now? 

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Me: I can't believe I'm saying this, but if you fuck Allyson, I think you need to have a wet dream about Michael, too.  We need you back full circle by the next day.

Corey: HELL YEAH.  Even though I "just came" with Allyson?

Me: Shut up. 

Corey: So, in the dream, can Michael fuck me?

Me: Oh yeah, he has to fuck you. 

Corey: Wait. What's the catch? 

Me (uncomfortable): Well, first, in the dream, you’re going to have to see Joan. 

Corey: Oh my god, what the fuck? Why??

Me: So Michael can kill her then give you the fatherly embrace you've always longed for. 

Corey sighs. 

Corey: Fine. 

Corey's eyes well up in tears.

Me: Hey, come here.  It's okay. It's okay.  You're finally about to get railed. 

[Rock Bottom Ch 5: Corey fucks Allyson, then Michael fucks him in a dream. Corey kills the Dr. and Michael kills the nurse. Corey sucks Michael’s cock.]