#what a coincidence it's often like now wouldn't it be fun to simply be able to sing This lively characterful song

[unproduciblesmackdown]

winning the way i was listening to a song like alas that these very lowest bits in this tenor performance are probably juuust below my range. than i hummed sang along like oh nvm i mean totally already in my range, i got it. tessituraed right tf up

[whorergal]

SHE'S MINE

summary: you get attacked by ghostface but another ghostface comes in and saves you…

warnings: scream vi spoilers, language (cussing), blood, gore… typical horror stuff lol

pairings: ethan landry x fem!reader

authors note: this is my first ever imagine (and post) on here so i hope u like it >.< i want to write more so i’ll try to be active especially for ethan. also, this is pretty short so i wouldn't mind writing a part two :3

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You weren't in much of a party mood unlike the rest of your friends. Really, you haven't been in the exact mood in doing much anymore. Ever since Woodsboro, you had lost a part of yourself in the tragedy that haunted you. It was unusual especially since it was nearing Halloween, your favorite holiday, that you didn't want to participate in dressing up and getting drunk as a reward. You decided to stay inside your apartment that you shared with Anika, catching up on homework that you had missed.

Tara had made it her job to text you every so often, casually updating you on the party. After a couple more short texts, they started to become more and more hard to understand which made you laugh. At least someone was having fun.

When you sat aside your phone, trying to keep all your attention on finishing your notes, your phone began to ring. You furrowed your brows when you took a glance and saw it was coming from an unknown caller. Immediately you became paranoid. You let it ring until it ended, shaking it off as a coincidence.

Ghostface was gone. There was no possible way it could've followed you and your friends to New York City. Right?

Your phone began to ring again.

Maybe it was Tara, you thought. You knew she was drunk so maybe something happened and she was borrowing someone's phone. But why wouldn't she just use Mindy's or Anika's? You tried not to think about rational answers because you didn't want to feel stupid for answering the call when you knew you shouldn't have.

"Hello?" You answered.

"Hello, Y/N," the familiar voice said back. "You miss me?"

You should've known. Well, you did know; you were just stupid enough to think otherwise. "Fuck, no," then you hung up.

Instantly, you opened your contacts and went straight for Tara's number. But, then you remembered she was absolutely hammered which meant she probably wouldn't be much help in your situation.

You scrolled mindlessly until you landed on Ethan's contact, clicking on it instantly, seeing as he was someone you confided in the most. Mindy had already told everyone her plan tonight was to get shit-faced so you weren't confident in her being able to aid you in this; neither could you count on Anika as she would be with her.

It rang for a couple short seconds which felt like eternity for you, being panicked and all. You were relying on him answering because you weren't sure how long you had until something happened.

Luckily, he answered in confusion. "Y/N, what's wrong?"

"E, I need you to come to my place now," you let out in a complete rush, the words almost slurred together.

"What?" he questioned. "Y/N/N, I can barely hear you. Are you okay?"

"Ethan, he called me. Ghostface called me."

The line went silent, only the sound of loud music and people hollering. That was until your phone began to vibrate against your cheek, startling you. You brought it down to your line of vision and saw it was the unknown caller. Or, should you say, whatever fucked up person that was behind the mask.

"Y/N, can you hear me?!" His voice came out in distress, worried something happened to you. "Hey, Chad and I heading over right now! Y/N?!"

"They're calling again," you stated simply.

"Don't answer it!" He was practically yelling into his phone at this point because he knew exactly what you were going to do. It was what almost got you killed in Woodsboro.

You didn't listen to him, deciding to hang up on him and use your remaining courage to answer the call. If you survived once, you sure as hell can survive again.

"What the fuck do you want?" You spat in anger.

"You hang up on me again and I'll paint your bedroom walls in your blood," they rushed out. "It would be a shame for your friends to find your mutilated lifeless body, wouldn't it?"

"Fuck you." You held back your wavering because although you weren't afraid, their descriptive threat made you nauseous.

"How about we play a game?"

"How about you fuck off."

"It's an easy game, Y/N," they told you. "You answer correctly and I may consider sparing your life."

You scoffed, getting up from your bed. "Fine. I'll play your stupid game."

"Great." There was a short pause. "Where in your apartment do you think I'm at?"

The confidence crumbled as now you started to feel the rising fear bubbling in your chest. "What?"

"You heard me," they said. "Where. Am. I?"

"Fuck," you mumbled to yourself. "Why don't you just come and get me, asshole? Are you too afraid?"

"The opposite." Their voice came out hushed.

Then, your bedroom door flung open, hitting harshly against your wall that it left an indent. Ghostface came running toward you, knife rose in the air, intending to plant it into your skin but you managed to dodge their attack, shoving them onto your bed as you made your escape.

You didn't get too far as they grabbed ahold of your ankle, making you face-plant into your wooden flooring. If the pain of hitting your head against the hard surface wasn't enough, the sheer agony rippling through your leg at the feeling of their knife digging into your calf was enough to make you scream. When they pulled it out, you grew enough strength to kick them in the face as you struggled to get up, finding all your energy diminishing.

Attempting to make a run for it didn't turn out well as you heard their footsteps catch up to you, causing you to throw yourself out of the way for their knife to go straight through the door.

Your apartment was pretty small. I mean, it only housed you and Anika so there wasn't much room needed which ultimately meant there wasn't anywhere else to go. Your kitchen was connected to your living room which was also connected to your hallway. It was all one open space. So, it was no surprise that they caught up to you again.

They managed to tackle you to the floor, holding you in place by stabbing you right where you had been previously, breaking through the stitches. You screamed so loud, you were concerned at the fact that your neighbors hadn't become suspicious at the sound. Where the hell was Ethan?

Them pulling out the knife hurt much worse, causing you to whine in return. But then they stabbed you in your abdomen once more, causing you to let out a choked sob. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to release the tension as you were physically helpless at this point. You reached down, feeling the blood coat your hand as you forced them to pull the knife out of you. Using whatever energy you had left, you kicked them off of you.

You used your entire arm to hold your wounds in place as you turned to crawl away. You weren't surprised to feel them grabbing your ankle, on the leg that had been injured which made it feel ten times worse, and drag you back to them. They flipped you on your back and stared down at you for a second until they began to raise their knife in the air.

Preparing yourself for the worse, you laid there with not much else to do, waiting to be punctured for what you assumed to be the last time ever. That was until they were thrown off of you by someone smacking them in the head with the wooden cutting board Anika used to cook you two dinner. Your eyes felt heavy but you couldn't help but widen them when you saw a second Ghostface, staring down their accomplice instead of you. The sound of the wooden board clattering against the ground caused you to flinch.

The one who had previously been attacking you was shorter than this new figure. You began to crawl away again, seeing as this short distraction gave you that advantage. You were bleeding out quickly, but you didn't want give up just yet.

You made it toward your counter, glancing at them as it seemed they were having a silent conversation. That was until the shorter one attempted to attack the taller one, using their knife but they easily intercepted the stabbing by grabbing ahold of their wrist. The taller one tossed the other one carelessly against your bookshelf, causing all your shared books with Anika to fall at their collapse.

It was funny to think you were now more worried about your books well being than your own.

You cowered behind your counter, carefully watching them in total confusion. The fact one of them was defending you, which seemed to go against their whole purpose, had rendered you frozen.

There was one last silent mutual conversation until the one with the knife shook their head in what you assumed could've been anger before fleeing the scene. You followed their figure until it was gone with wide eyes.

Your breath hitched when the Ghostface that practically saved your life turned to look at you. They didn't come near you, or really move at all as they stared into your soul. There was noise coming from somewhere in the building which caught their attention, making them turn toward your door and run out as well.

You watched in surprise. What the hell just happened?

[strawberryya]

I have this friend

pairing: seungcheol x reader x soonyoung

synopsis: Your regular hookup with Seungcheol took an interesting turn when he brought a friend along, one that was more than willing to help you two try out something new.

word count: 2.5k

genre/cw: smut, fwb, strangers to lovers too, threesome, double penetration, mentions of being in a club and sex in a bathroom (lets agree that this one is unusually clean and nice ok) unprotected sex - which should not be done, smut rules applied (so no questions or reality checks should exist around here), fem reader, oral sex

rating: 18+

a/n: got it in my head that this needed to be created, and I was correct, it was a need.

network tagging: @svthub @cultofdionysusnet @k-labels @kvanity-main

While Seungcheol was thick, Soonyoung was, simply put, big. The length of him alone would hit further up than you had ever taken anyone, and your mouth watered at the way he was deliciously thick as well. He wouldn't stretch you out until you fell apart as Seungcheol could, but you were already eager to discover what he would be able to do to you. 

You stroked his length slowly, taking in his pretty cock with your eyes while you had the chance. If you bent over right now you could get the chance to taste him as well, but you knew the man behind you would make the most out of that position once you got into it, and you were simply not done playing with the two just yet. 

Seungcheol was someone you had known for ages, regularly fucking him on nights out like these. It had started as a one-time thing, but after the fourth time, you had both agreed that it was best to keep things casual. Although, you also agreed that it would be more fun to continue if the opportunity arose in the future, but as friends. 

The opportunities, it had turned out, were plenty. You both ended up at the same clubs and bars too often to call it a coincidence. 

And right now Seungcheol’s heavy cock was once again pressed against your back. His hands skimmed your body, caressing your skin and carefully unzipping your clothes. He had been hard since before you had made your escape to this bathroom along with a new addition to your regular pairing: Soonyoung, one of Seungcheol’s friends since way back. You weren’t too sure how far back they went, you hadn’t asked for too many details before following along to the back of the club and to the nicest bathroom they had. 

He had been a good dancer, which had convinced you that even if he couldn’t meet your expectations he could at least keep a steady rhythm. Not to mention that he had a certain air about him, something that made him seem cocky without being a pain in the ass. It was intriguing. You had let them surround you on the dancefloor. Grinding against them under the colorful lights, your friends had already left you to your regularly scheduled routine with Seungcheol the moment your eyes met. None of them had heard the conversation that followed, the one where Seungcheol had excelled in his casual flirting before telling you about this friend he had brought with him to the club. When he gestured to the man in one of the booths you had giggled, unsure if he was being serious or not. 

“Are you trying to set me up with him?” 

He shook his head, “C’mon, you think I’d give you up that easily?” When you rolled your eyes, hoping that he couldn’t feel your heart skipping a beat at the hint of possessiveness in his words. “I just think you two would be good friends.”

“Good friends… like you and I?” you squinted suspiciously at the man smiling handsomely in front of you. When he winked at you before asking you to dance you knew exactly what he had in mind. He had been right, Soonyoung had fit right in with your dynamics. He was quick to catch on to what the older man wanted him to do, and the way he moved carefully around you didn’t hide how much he desired you one bit. You knew he would be a lot of fun to tease, and you had been right. 

He had made such pretty sounds as soon as you had kissed him on the dancefloor, and they had only gotten sweeter as his clothes got sparser. He let your hands explore more of his perfectly sculpted body eagerly. 

“You were so right about her…” Soonyoung moaned as your fingers swiped the precum off the slit of his cock and continued pumping him. You liked the way his chest heaved and the way he couldn’t stop himself from jerking into you each time you stopped your movements. 

“Right about what? Have you been talking about me, Cheollie?” You asked, feigning innocence as you finally let yourself bend forward, wrapping your lips sluttily around Soonyoung and giving Seungcheol free access to the parts of you that ached for his touch. You had been wet since the dancefloor. Their hands on your hips, along with the gazes that followed your movements as if you had enchanted them, had turned you on until the point where you felt your panties sticking to your slick lips. 

“I told him all about you, how could I not when you’re such a good little slut for me?” He growled above you, pulling you back from his friend’s cock by the neck. You couldn’t help but smile when you felt his cock hard and twitching against your ass. 

“You’re not getting jealous now are you, Cheollie? He’s very pretty, and he’s bigger than I expected you know…” 

It was a foul move to tease him like this, but you knew he could take it. After all, if he didn’t want you sucking another man’s dick he wouldn’t have brought Soonyoung on a silver platter for you. You both looked at the younger man who now stood untouched, entranced by the way his friend had you under his control. You could see his ears flaming up when he realized how exposed he was, standing before you two barely clothed and desperate for your touch. “He is pretty…” you heard Seungcheol whisper behind you, making you chuckle at how he couldn’t argue against you on that front. 

“Such a brat,” he mumbled to himself before he turned you around to face him instead of his friend. The kiss he planted on your lips was passionate and sloppy, he had been forced to wait his turn while you played with your new friend, but now he wanted to get a taste of you as well. 

When he pushed you back against Soonyoung you weren’t too sure what he meant to do, but as he left your mouth to squat down in front of you while pushing your short dress up even more you understood perfectly. He kissed up your thigh, hot breath flowing against your soaked panties. 

Seungcheol threw your leg over his shoulder, letting Soonyoung support you while he pushed the fabric covering your cunt aside and began kissing your sensitive bud. His tongue licking up your arousal made you moan from the pleasure, head falling back against Soonyoung’s steady shoulder. You could hear the younger man whining behind you, his hands roaming your body to find something that would distract him from your ass pushing against his hard cock. He wanted to know what you felt like too, jealousy over the fact that Seungcheol had had you all to himself this entire time burned inside of him. 

“Can I taste you too?” he asked you shyly, soft kisses pressing against your cheek and down your neck. You hummed in response, “Do whatever you want as long as it makes me cum…” 

“Fuck,” was all you heard, his erection grinding against your ass without him being able to stop himself. Did you always hand over the control to Seungcheol like this? God, he wanted to be the one making you feel this good, Soonyoung thought as he listened to your moans. Seungcheol knew what he was doing, and you came on his tongue soon enough. 

Soonyoung had taken the opportunity to pull your dress down, revealing your heaving chest to both of the men currently kissing and caressing your body. 

“That’s it, baby. What a good girl, isn’t she Soonyoung?” Seungcheol praised while letting you ride out your orgasm on his face and fingers. 

“So good, tastes so good too I bet,” Soonyoung agreed as he played with your hardened nipples. His hard cock was still pressing against your lower back and you felt yourself wondering how good he would feel inside of you. 

“Soonyoung, baby, I need to know something. Are you clean?” You panted, surprising the man behind you. 

“Uh, yeah, I am… wait, you don’t mean-?” He could come on the spot, the thought that you might want to do it raw set off a million tiny explosions inside his mind. 

“I only fuck Cheol, and I know he’s good, so if you’re clean and feel like giving it a try I’m okay with that.”

Seungcheol was already rising, lips glistening from your arousal and a handsome smile adorning his face. “You won’t regret it, trust me.”

Soonyoung didn’t need his friend’s support on this, he was down for almost anything you would be able to suggest, at least he was convinced of that at this moment. 

“I’m so down, but who… goes first?” He asked and looked between you and the older man. 

You looked to Seungcheol, “We could always stretch your cute little holes out at the same time. What do you think about that sweetheart?” 

“Both of you?” You gasped at the thought. Your eyes were wide, but the idea of being filled so completely made you flustered beyond salvation. Soonyoung had gone speechless behind you. 

“Don’t wanna?” Seungcheol asked, moving back an inch to give you some space to make your decision. However, you were quickly shaking your head. 

“No! I’ll try!” 

The smirk he flashed you at your eagerness to please them both made your skin heat up even more. “Could you… show me how?” You asked nervously, smoothing over the soft material of Seungcheol’s button-up shirt. 

You felt his heart, fast but steady in his chest. “Of course, baby. You just focus on being relaxed and we can handle the rest. Right, Soonyoung?” The younger man nodded, “We’ll be careful.”

“You don’t have to be careful… just make me feel good, okay?” You said while turning back to watch Soonyoung’s entire face redden at the way you acted with them both. He would have to be in debt to Seungcheol for the rest of his life after this, he realized. You were simply too good to be true. 

Seungcheol kissed you gently as he used the moment to switch positions with his friend. Letting him leave against the solid block of dark stone that held the sinks. He let you use him to climb up, legs wrapped around his waist and hard cock pressing against your entrance. You hadn’t noticed when he had freed himself, but feeling the head of his erection sliding against your slick triggered your muscle memory and you were sliding down on him before you knew it. He stretched you out perfectly as usual, making your head spin and the pressure build quickly in your abdomen. The low groan he let out as he was finally being stimulated made you want to bounce on him to hear even more, but his firm grip on your waist told you it wasn’t you who was supposed to do the work tonight. 

“My turn?” Soonyoung asked, startling you just a bit. You had almost forgotten this wasn’t one of your usual hookups with Seungcheol. The younger man’s cock pressing against your hole was an immediate reminder, however. You relaxed as much as you could when Seungcheol instructed both you and his friend. 

Seungcheol couldn’t let go of you since you were in this particular position, but you were convinced that if you had been in a different space the older man would’ve personally helped his friend spit on his cock before slipping inside of your tight hole inch by inch. 

He filled you up quickly, and soon you felt delirious from the slight pain that mixed with enormous pleasure. The sting of being stretched more than you had ever been before, with two men filling your holes up, soon dissolved and you were a moaning mess as they began thrusting into you. They matched their rhythms to one another, grinding up into you perfectly in sync. 

“Look at you, taking us both so well,” Seungcheol groaned as he helped hold you up while he and Soonyoung used your holes for their pleasure. “I’m so proud of you,” he mumbled with a gentle kiss on your neck.

The two men’s groans and erratic breaths made your head spin, and their cocks pounding into you hit all the right spots. When you came, you couldn’t even scream, the pleasure too much for you to handle. You squeezed around the two, pulsating walls tightening around their sensitive lengths. Soonyoung whined that he was close, and you moaned in response. “Fill her up Soonyoung, she loves it,” Seungcheol panted, making the younger cum as if on command. 

Seeing both you and Soonyoung in pure bliss set Seungcheol off as well, and as he emptied himself inside of your dripping pussy he moaned into the kiss you pressed against his lips the moment you realized he was close as well. 

When your feet touched the ground again you felt how unstable your body felt, luckily the two men held you up with ease. 

“Let us take care of you,” Seungcheol said gently. Soonyoung quickly cleaned you up while you let your body rest in Seungcheol’s arms. 

“I like you,” you said sleepily to Soonyoung, the tiredness having hit you hard very suddenly. The younger man’s ears became a shade redder yet again, making both you and Seungcheol chuckle. 

“If you like him that much, why don’t you take him home with you?” Seungcheol said in a joking manner. 

“I’d like that. Would you two like to come with me tonight?” You asked without hesitation, knowing that whatever happened after this would be things you wouldn’t regret in the near future. 

When the two led you out of the club, arms wrapped around your waist, you signaled to your friends that you would be leaving. The looks on their faces asked about a million questions. Both about who the stranger who had your lipstick on his face and neck was, but also about if you were actually planning on going home with the two. In all the months you and Seungcheol had been hooking up you had never actually gone home together, his car or a nearby hotel being the closest you had gotten to a home. Tonight felt different, not just because you had been more than the two of you, but because you weren’t the least bit hesitant to bring the both of them home with you. You were honestly just looking forward to the change in scenery. They would both look amazing on top of your duvets, you could already see it in front of you as you left the club with Soonyoung and Seungcheol. 

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[blarshwritezz]

hi if u dont mind i would love a mafia x male spy reader (gn if you ur not comfy with that) so the mafia boss pretends to be the mission partner for the reader just for fun he almist kileed the reader on multiple occasions but the reader misunderstands and thinks that the mafia boss was just helping him albeit in a weird and rather violent way and although reader has a suspicion that his partner (the mafia boss) isnt who he says he is due to skme odd similarities between him and the target of his mission (that being the Mafia boss) and the fact that his partner could easily waltz in notorious criminals manors and party and one day everything just clicks for the reader and they try to escape but the mafia boss knew thus so he kidnapped em and the live happily ever after (idk how to end this so just do what you deem fit ty!!!)

(oh yeah its fine if ur not comfortable or just don't want to make my request im not paying you so you hqbe no obligations to do so remember to take care of yourself <333 /p)

(and if i could could i become 🦀 anon)

Yes! Welcome, 🦀 anon!

Yandere Mafia Boss x Spy Reader

M yan x gn reader (sorry, I prefer to do gn for non-nsfw asks)

TW - general yandere behavior, drugging, implied kidnapping

Your mission was simple, at least on paper. Simply gain intel on a notorious mafia boss. But if it was that easy, you wouldn't have been working at it for so long.

It didn't help that your partner for this mission was...unusual. Not a bad guy, really, just strange. Sometimes you almost thought he was trying to kill you. You'd often catch him staring at you. You even felt his gaze when you swore no one was around.

Not to mention, danger was ever prevalent around him. He always managed to save you, though. But his face did often look rather annoyed...you just assumed he was one of those people with a really bad rbf.

But it was also suspicious how he was able to so easily and casually waltz into the homes or parties of very high-profile people. People you'd never be able to get near without months of careful planning. Maybe he just had good connections?

But all these coincidences were getting a bit too...convenient. If you needed to get in somewhere, he got you in the front gate. If you needed something, he miraculously had it only a day or two after at the latest.

And worst of all, you still haven't managed to track down this damn mafia boss! It didn't help that nobody knew what he looked like.

"Maybe he's right under your nose." His deep voice startled you out of your thoughts. His arm was wrapped around your shoulder, holding you close. Despite his cold exterior, he was pretty touchy and clingy. But...sort of sweet. You were glad to have met him, even if this mission was looking like a bust.

"But where? Where haven't we checked?"

"Well, our organization may be high security, but not impossible to infiltrate for a man like that." Was he implying that one of your own coworkers could be your target? Impossible!

But...now it all seemed to come together. Those coincidences...weren't just coincidences. He really has been right under your nose this whole time.

No wonder he could go wherever he wanted and get anything he desired. He had power and influence...more than you thought.

"I-Impossible! Our organization has the highest security possible! I'd know if someone like that could be...beside me..." It was a sad attempt to cover up your newest theory, but also to try and reassure yourself. If this was true, then you weren't as good of a spy as you thought...

You got up, or tried to at least. He kept his grip tight on you.

He knew.

"I can't just let you go now. You know my identity. So I'll just have to keep you as my newest little toy." In seconds his arm lowered to prevent you from moving your arms as he quickly used his other to cover your mouth and nose with a rag.

Chloroform.

"Just sleep...Be a good pet and I'll be sure to reward you very well..." Despite your struggling, sleep soon took you. No one ever heard from you again...no one but him, of course.

I'm sorry, this one feels so rushed and short, I was having a tough time getting inspired 😭

Forgive me, 🦀 anon, for I have failed