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OFF LIMITS – rafe cameron ¡ (04)

social media & irl AU !

pairing brother's best friend!rafe cameron x brat!reader summary you slide into a random boy's dms on instagram, anything but expecting him to end up being your brother's best friend, let alone the person you'll be spending your summer vacation with. while resisting Rafe and his lingering gazes was an option, you found yourself in the constant loop of crossing the line; said line being your brother. ch content suggestive !

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Rafe doesn’t know what he did wrong.

One moment, you were laughing and having a blast together, then the next, you were ignoring him, feighing oblivion to the puzzled expression that spread across his face. He played it off, ignoring the emotions washing over him everytime you fixed your attention on him, suddenly feeling his chest swell with pride as you directly flashed him a smile.

Then again, you were his best friend’s little sister, he shouldn’t be bothered by such things, after all, you had control over your own life. But he couldn’t help it, not with your change of tone over the past few weeks.

The mixed signals you sent him were killing him alive, and you didn’t even know it. At one point, he’d excuse himself earlier than everyone else, needing a moment to think his feelings through, contemplate over the sudden rush of frustration every time you’d refer to him as ‘bro’, or introduced him as your brother to other people.

He was sure that you, maybe, in the slightest bit, had interest in him, so what changed? What made you switch up in an instant, casually referring to him as your own brother when the dms you exchanged said otherwise.

It was cool, though, it’s not like you were being serious, merely messing around to entertain your friends. Besides, it was casual, you were both cool, that was all that mattered, right?

Rafe was sprawled on the couch located in your room, mindlessly scrolling through his phone while Ryan and Sarah argued from beside him, with you falling into a fit of giggles everytime Sarah roasted your brother.

The boy strived to remain calm, brushing off the glances he kept stealing in your direction, in an attempt to capture the sliver of skin peaking through everytime you lifted your arms. Hell, he wasn’t even ashamed, brazenly undressing you with his eyes, making you feel shy under his gaze, as it burned holes through your flesh.

“When will you be done?” Sarah suddenly started, dodging the pillow Ryan tossed in her direction. “Can you tell him to stop?!”

“Stop bothering her, Ryan.” You glimpsed over your shoulder, chuckling when Ryan rolled his eyes, creating a barrier with the pillow separating them. “I’m almost done, I jus’ need to touch up my makeup, and get dressed.”

“Okay, I’ll get ready, then.” Sarah shot back, flashing you a smile, though you were facing the other way. “Have fun with these two!”

“Don’t leave me with them!” You whined in protest, Sarah’s footsteps echoing through the distance.

“Fuck you.” Ryan rolled his eyes, rising from his seat. “I need to get the car started, don’t take too long to get ready, it won’t change much.”

You scoffed at his snarky comment, dismissing the boy with your arm, letting tension seep through now that you were alone with Rafe, who was mere inches away from you. The latter maintained the same position, manspreading while he relaxed against the sofa, too accompanied by his phone to pay attention to you, or the fact that the others were gone.

However, you were well aware that wasn’t the case, not with the gazes he sneaked in your direction, lingering everytime your skin was exposed to the air. And if you did that on purpose, not a single person needed to know, not Rafe, that’s for sure.

A smile tugged at your lips, finishing up your makeup with a few touches before you were ready to go. Mind you, Rafe was still there, and not only was he staring, but he fully put his phone by now, entirely directing his attention to you.

Taking advantage of the situation, you pulled your shirt over your head, the gesture causing Rafe to halt in his spot, not expecting you to do such thing. His eyes instantly shifted down your back, throat running dry when you reached to unclip your bra, letting it fall loose around your arms.

Rafe’s fingers clutched around his phone, nearly breaking it with how tight his hold was. He couldn’t comprehend it, the sight of you half naked, though he could only see your bare back, it still drove him crazy, well aware that you were doing it on purpose; for a mere reaction out of him.

A knowing grin made its way across your lips, proud of the said reaction you received from the latter, now sat on your couch with his mouth desperately parting in a sigh, hinting the temptation seizing control of his body.

With a swift movement, you grabbed your swimsuit from the counter, sliding it on with ease, holding onto the two strings you wrap around the neck. Now, you could easily do it yourself, but what was the fun in that?

You wanted Rafe to suffer, regret each word he muttered regarding his feelings for you, even if it was for a brief moment. You’ve been sending the boy signals for the past few weeks, urging him to speak, break out of the shell he created around himself, but nothing was enough, though you did everything in your watch to prove him wrong.

That was until today, of course. Your head shot in Rafe’s direction, flashing him an innocent smile as you held the spaghetti strings in your hands, feigning ignorance to the disbelief spread on his face.

“Do you mind helping me?” You started, cocking your head to the side. “I can’t tie it properly.”

“Hmm?” Rafe choked out, shuffling around as he adjusted his pants, standing up from the position he was in. “Sure, uh, what do you need me to do?”

“You could just, you know,” your eyes flickered to Rafe, as his figure filled your sight, now hovering behind you. You offered him the strings in your hold, with the latter hesitating to reach out, contemplating whether this was a good idea. “You’ve done this before, right?”

“Not really,” he admitted, focusing his attention on the back of your head, as it filled the majority of his view. His hand hastily landed around your hair, faltering as he collected it in a fist, leisurely tucking it to your side. “I don’t go around tying girls’ bikini tops.”

“Is that so?” You mused, admiring as Rafe tied the knot into a bow, making sure it was firm around your neck. “Not your first time, if I’m not mistaken.”

“Why’s that relevant right now?” He whispered, words like music to your ears. His gaze locked with yours through the reflection of the mirror, causing your breath to hitch, immediately pausing in your track.

His breath fanned over your exposed back, the fraction causing shivers to run down your spine, Rafe too close for comfort. His hand burned where it laid, the tips of his fingers like feathers to your skin, tickling you as they deliberately trailed down your back, halting just above the string connected to your top.

Rafe seeked your gaze through the reflection of the mirror, searching for any sort of discomfort, continuing as he pleased when you leaned into the touch, silently consenting to the touch. Rafe saw his chance, and took it, his chest pressing to your back when his hand slid down to the curve of your waist, tracing over the flesh with the tip of his fingers, almost as if he’d hurt you if he applied any pressure.

“You could’ve easily done that by yourself.” Rafe’s voice tumbled into a whisper, tone dripping with desire, one he wasn’t aware he had within him. “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You innocently shot back, satisfied with the squeeze Rafe gave to your hip in return.

His lips ghosted over your ear, a ragged breath escaping his throat as he hushed out your name. It was subtle, and if he wasn’t so close, you would’ve totally missed it. However, you heard it, the way he said it doing things to you.

“I’m surprised you know my name.” You replied, sarcasm visible through your tone.

Rafe remained silent at your statement, letting his eyes squeeze shut as he took a whiff of your scent, your aroma intoxicating his senses. He doesn’t know what overcame him at the moment, his hands moving faster than his brain when his fingers pressed down to your side, the fraction earning an inaudible gasp out of you.

A familiar voice echoed through your ears, causing both, you and Rafe to freeze, instantly scrambling to untangle yourself from his hold when Ryan’s shouts erupted through the walls, announcing that he’ll be waiting downstairs.

You cleared your throat, gaze travelling to the ground as you hid the smile forming on your lips, ignoring the way your pulse quickened from Rafe’s touch. The latter hovered from behind you, debating what his next move should be, his arms awkwardly hanging to his side.

“I need to change out of my pants,” you exclaimed, cutting through the silence, your sentence earning Rafe’s attention. “Are you gonna keep staring?”

“What?” He choked out through a breath, lips slightly parting.

“I’m asking if you could leave,” you further explained, chuckling at the way his cheeks flushed, tinted with faint redness. “Unless you want to stay–”

“I’ll leave.” He hurried to respond, “You continue getting ready, I’ll buy you some time.”

An appreciative smile tugged at the corner of your lips, observing as Rafe took off, leaving you a flustered mess while you contemplated over what just happened.

Was it not a dream? Because, no way in hell did that happen, with Rafe; of all people.

Quickly changing out of your bottoms, you threw on a shirt over your top, heading downstairs. You perked up at the sight of your best friend, accepting the hug she offered once you were in her presence.

Your families decided on eating out with, and in their words, the kids, suggesting they go to a fancy diner to blow off some steam, having been drained with work for the past few days. While staying in bed was tempting, you couldn’t deny your parents, kindly begging you to tag along.

It was a nice little catch up with the elders, they informed you of all the business they’ve been discussing as of late, which in your opinion, was boring, merely smiling and nodding to everything they said.

Rafe’s eyes didn’t leave you the whole night, taking the seat across from you, making it impossibly hard to avoid him. For a moment, you started regretting your choices, catching on the awkwardness seeping through the air, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

The boy kept to himself for most of the time, his responses short every time Ryan would speak, interrupting the thoughts clouding his head. It was extremely difficult to brush off what went down between you two, the said moment switching a button inside him.

He was aware of your beauty, finding you alluring from the moment that you dmed him, but right now, it was different. He admired you with such endearment, gaze flickering to your glossy lips, too busy chatting with Sarah to direct your attention to him.

He shook off his thoughts, peeling his eyes off of you as guilt settled in his chest. He can’t let anything happen between you two, after all, he did promise Ryan that nothing would bloom out of this, and while a hint of disappointment filled his insides when Ryan drew a line, he did everything in his will not to question it.

The ride back filled with chaos, you and Sarah claiming aux the moment you stepped in the car. Your parents snickered as you two sang along to the lyrics, creating your own karaoke throughout the drive back.

“Do you guys want to watch a movie?” Sarah questioned once each of you took a corner on the couch.

“Sure.” Ryan rose from his seat, surprisingly excited. “What should we watch?”

“I’ll pass,” you huffed, standing to your feet. “I’m kind of tired, go ahead and watch without me.”

Rafe’s eyebrows furrowed with confusion, puzzled by the excuse you used. His eyes shifted to Sarah as she tried to convince you to stay, merely for you to brush off her attempts with an apology, insisting they continue without you.

He didn’t question you, yet, of course he was concerned, blaming your action back to what happened earlier. Sarah played the movie, and Rafe was on the edge of his seat the entire time, itching to check up on you, find the reason behind your discomfort.

He could only handle so much, pulling out his phone when his curiosity was no longer bearable.

You perked up at the knocks erupting through your ears, eyes widening with shock, yet slight anticipation. Scrambling out of bed, you moved to approach the sound, twisting the doorknob with interest, peaking your head through the crooked door.

Your face flushed with heat at the sight of Rafe, concern washing over his face. He was slightly hovering over you, as you bent down, making him look extremely big compared to you. Rafe tilted his head, attempting to capture the rest of your face hidden behind the door.

“Are you not inviting me inside?” He asked, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was in sight.

“Why should I?” You scoffed, straightening your back. “Go back, they’ll be suspicious since you randomly disappeared.”

“I excused myself to bed,” he explained, hand pressing to the door. “Now let me in, I won’t take long.”

You suppressed the adrenaline rush filling up your insides, moving to the side for the purpose of welcoming Rafe in. The boy took the gesture for granted, entering and shutting the door behind him, his back pressing to the wood while his hand yet clutched to the doorknob.

“Let’s talk.”

“What’s there to talk about?” You rolled your eyes, arms crossing over your chest. “I said what needed to be said.”

“But I didn’t.” Rafe defensively shot back, darting his tongue out to wet his lips. “Now listen to me– I’ll be quick.”

“Okay,” you nodded, skeptical with where this was going. “Go ahead.”

“Listen, I’m sorry about earlier, hell, it was stupid.” His eyebrows furrowed with pent up frustration, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I jus’ got caught up in the heat of the moment.”

Your expression softened at the unexpected words, taken aback by his concern. Sure, you were expecting some sort of apology, but the way he spoke with such a sweet tone, indicating he was afraid he did something wrong, it didn’t fail to make your heart skip a beat, too caught up in your own head to respond.

Gaping your mouth to speak, your action fell short when you heard a knock on the door, causing both you and Rafe to halt in your tracks. You hushed Rafe when he parted his lips to talk, pointing out the suspicious amount of noise seeping through the silence.

“Do they know you're here?” You mouthed, making Rafe shake his head.

“Bug!” Sarah’s voice erupted through your ears, eyes slightly widening when the girl knocked again, striving to grab your attention. “Open up, I know you’re awake.”

“Hide,” you mouthed once again, grabbing Rafe by the wrist, and dragging him to your closet. “I’ll let you know when she leaves.”

“Wait–” Rafe froze when you gestured towards the cramped space. “I’m not hiding in your closet.”

“Do you wanna get us caught?” You warned, expression washing with disbelief.

“You’re acting as if we did something,” he grumbled back, avoiding your gaze. “I’ll jus’ say I was speaking to you; it’s no big deal.”

“You told them you were heading to bed,” you started, wincing when Sarah knocked again, implying she was still outside. “What will Ryan think when he finds out you were in my room, mind you, way past ten? Ryan’s crazy, he’ll kill both of us!”

“Okay,” Rafe huffed, “But I'm not hiding in your closet, I’ll wait in the bathroom until she leaves.”

“What if she decides to use it?” You argued, considering the possibilities. “I’m not risking it, Rafe, hide until she leaves; I’ll come up with an excuse to get you out.”

Without further questioning things, Rafe entered your closet, with you immediately shutting the door behind him. You mumbled a small ‘coming’ while aiming for the doorknob, coming to a halt when you twisted it open, anything but anticipating what was awaiting you outside.

“Took you long enough!” Kiara’s voice echoed through your ears, a breath knocking out of your chest when she embraced you in a hug, soon followed with Cleo joining you, as well as Sarah, and the rest of the boys, who stood to the side and watched with amusement.

“Why did no one tell me about this?” You gasped, tightening your hold around your friends.

“It was a surprise!” Sarah muffled out.

Yeah, Rafe was in for a night.

a/n hii!! sorry these wasnt smau this chapter buttt i hope you enjoyed :) likes n reblogs are v much appreciated!!!

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aniimoni · 2 months ago

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wsg i have uhhhhhhh this and some out of context stuff again

The third one is based off of my own experience with a neck scar lol; when people do those several quick glances down and stuff. I know they can’t help it, but I’ve been tempted to say something similar as a social experiment.

(sometimes a guy just needs a bell free day, yk??)

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ningadudexx · 2 months ago

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born to be a sacrifice ^_^ forced to go wsg gang :3

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can you guys tell i rewatched a silent voice... festival scene got me like 😹😹😹😿😹😹😹😿😹😿😿😿😿😿😿

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gigisdoll · 7 months ago

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Cw: stepcest, reader's a lil dumb , mommy kink... I mean come on gang, degradation nd praise, reader is described as small gang, nicknames like pup,baby,princess,puppy,goodgirl ambot, infidelity, groping, breeding

Pairings: g!p step mom!rina x stepdaughter! reader

Notes: hai wsg , ok see you guys in three weeks

You were always her little girl, once Karina married into your small and quiet family, she set down strict rules your father never posed a distaste to. You never did either, always following her commands, no matter no ridiculous it sounded.

Tonight, you wanted to learn about big girl things! Why sometimes you feel icky in your princess parts when mommy sometimes rubs her thigh in your sensitive spot, or why you feel so wet down there whenever she'd call you cute nicknames like: baby, puppy, good girl. You stood there, in your cute, pink, night gown Karina bought you just last week. Standing there, in her room, you stayed silent, your big doe eyes and small stature felt too fragile for Karina to corrupt. "Mommy... I need your help" your small voice only slightly startled the sleeping woman, her sleepy eyes looking at you confused, "Baby, what is it now? " Karina's voice was raspy, her hands rubbing her blurry eyes trying to get a better look at you. "I-I..., " you felt so embarrassed, blush spreading across your cheeks "I wanna learn about why I feel so icky down there sometimes mommy, can... you help me?" You hid yourself in your hands, your flushed face felt so hot.

"Baby, don't be so embarrassed, it's only natural, " Karina sighed. Has she been waiting for this? Maybe, is she excited? Possibly, has she been dreaming of this moment? Yes. "Come, baby, sit. " she patted an empty spot on her bed, you shuffled yourself onto the bed, grasping your thighs with your clamped fists and looking down at the ground. "When do you feel icky, hm? Is it when I do this? " her hand slipped up your night gown so quickly you couldn't even process it, until her hand cupped your already wet panties "Hah! Mommy, what're you doin'? " you muttered out "Or maybe when I do this? " her free hand groped your chest, "B-both mommy! Why are you doing this? " you whimper out, looking at Karina with curiosity lacing your voice "Because, I need to know everything about you, don't hide anything from me, okay?, " her hands swiftly pick you up and sat you down onto her lap "you don't wanna be a bad girl right? " you shook your head so vigorously it made you dizzy.

Her hands roamed your body, testing and examining your sensitivity, experimenting how hard or soft she could go on you, which places made you moan the loudest or whine the most. "You like that, baby? " her voice was raspy, her head was snug on the crook of your neck, intoxicated by the smell of you. You bucked your hips forward, the wet spot on your panties was growing larger and larger by the second, your desperate humps on her thigh were laughably pitiful "Wan' more mommy.. " you were almost crying because of your neediness "More of what princess? Tell me, use your words. " her hands help your hips rub your cunt against her wet thighs, her cock was painfully hard, but she never took notice, only noticing your teary eyes, your small whimpers, the way you bite your lip so slightly incase your moans get too loud. God, she was so happy to be your first, and if she can, your last. "I feel weird, mommy. I need... something, but I don't know what.. " Karina knew what you needed, it was her, well.. her cock atleast, she smirked arrogantly, she was gonna ruin you for every person who's lucky enough to put their cock in you. She was gonna make sure your pussy was gonna be shaped like her dick.

"I know what you need, princess. " your eyes light up, you knew mommy would help you out, like always :3 "Look you see this? " she pointed at her bulge, poking out of her evening gown, she lifted up her dress "Yes mommy... I- is this what I need? " she only nodded, her thumb hooks itself on the hem of her panties, removing it—her cock sprung up, her pre-cum splattering on your face "You need'a suck it, real good, yeah? And then, you put it up your lil cunny, understood? " you once again nod, kneeling on the floor, you stick your tongue out to lick the tip of Karina's cock, you open your mouth slightly bigger, the girth of her tip alone was huge, how was it supposed to fit inside you? "Suck, baby, take as much of it as you can, don't worry, I'll help. " her hand grips your hair, pushing your head farther and farther,till you had just a quarter of her cock left to engulf in your mouth "c'mon baby, you can take more, can't you? " Karina lifts your chin up, looking at you—pouting. You felt bad for not being able to take her dick in your mouth all the way in, but your eyes were so teary and your throat was starting to hurt that you could barely fit in oxygen :((

You come up for air, gasping, crying and whining sooo much. It almost made Rina just shove you back down and make you suck her off. "Shh.. Shh, my poor baby, can't suck me off, right?" Karina pet your hair and consoled you. "Get up, princess..." You slowly got up from the ground, still wincing from your sore throat. "Lie down, and take off your panties, yeah? Promise, this won't hurt as much.. If you're wet enough that is" you lie down on the bed, taking off your soaked panties, Karina looked at your beautifully wet cunt in amazement. "God.. You're perfect in every way, princess.." She stroked her cock till it was hard as a rock. She took her hand and slapped her cock on your slick pussy, "It'll hurt at first baby, but it'll be a'okay.." Her tip probes your entrance, she pushes it in as gently as possible. It was so hard to control herself. The warmth and wetness of your pussy combined with your tightness—god, she felt dizzy.

"Wan' more mommy.." You whine, but Karina needed more, so she pushed in further, and further until you were filled to the brim of her cock, "You want me to move, pup?" You only nod, the only sensation you can feel was the feeling of her tip poking your cervix, her hips move slowly, meeting yours as your sweaty skin slapped together. You moaned, whimpered, whined, every sound coming out of your mouth only drove Karina more insane, her mind hazy with sex. Her hips move on their own, pounding into you as her mouth hangs agape.

Your face was flushed, saliva drooling down to your titties. Your pussy tightening around her cock so easily as you grip down on your bed sheets, hoping—wishing for something to ground you. "Like that cock, baby? Want me to go faster, hm?" You nod profusely as her hips meet yours faster. Her groans increase as she digs her dick deeper inside of you "g-gonna get you pregnant, princess... You like that? Having yo- fuck- hah-.. Your mommy's babies? Huh?" The sweat on her forehead dripped down as her head tilted down on your neck, biting it. That was your last straw as the knot in your stomach releases and the pressure... God the tightness, it increased even more.

Karina lets out the loudest moan she ever has as she fills you up "O-oh.. God I love that pussy, baby.. You like me filling you up? Is the icky feeling gone, pup?" You panted and whimper, still amazed by the feeling of being full. "Can't think right puppy? I get it.. I'll clean you up, baby. Don't tell your father, okay? Promise me you won't" "I won't mommy.. " Karina chuckles and pets your hair "Good girl."

#𐙚.ramblings #🎀.degrading #🎀.praise #🎀.mommy #🎀.stepcest #🎀.breeding #୨୧.jimin #karina smut #jimin smut #aespa smut #aespa x reader #karina x reader #jimin x reader

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charmedbystars · 1 year ago

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for the plot...?

pairing: e-42 miles x reader

summary: just press send.

content: ONE CURSE WORD

a/n: I HAVE BEEN OUT OF THE LOOP! these past few months have been crazy! i've moved like 4 times in just a couple months, it's insane... also i wrote this in life 20 minutes sooooo..

part two here!

you could hear the commotion going on outside your room. parents invited everyone they knew over to party. it was the 31st of december, the day that everyone anxiously waits for so they can have a “fresh start”. sometimes you thought it was a little weird… like why are you waiting for the next year when it’s any other day. sometimes you think people just use it as an excuse to hold off, “i’ll start working out next year” or “i’m gonna start learning to love myself this new year”. if you were ever making goals then it was just knowing who your real ones are or leaving all the bad last year.

now just two minutes before the countdown started, you were staring down at your phone with uncertainty. the four words that you never thought you would send was now drafted, thumb hovering over to send it at the perfect time. thumb against your teeth, as your eyes darted around your room. millions of thoughts were running through your mind to hype yourself up to just press send.

a couple months earlier, you and your now ex-boyfriend, miles, were in a relationship. it was a good relationship, except it would always get rocky when conversations of making time for each other came up or the topic of the prowler slipped while talking.

you knew everything, but sometimes you just wished that he would focus on himself. you just wanted for him to clear his head for a couple hours and think like a regular 15 year old.

so, that being so, you both broke up mutually. you both agreed that you guys didn’t want to end up having a bad argument and it spiraling into a bad break up, so mutual it was. you guys didn’t speak that much after, just nods to acknowledge each other when walking down the halls of school or down the streets of brooklyn, or sometimes you guys would occasionally partner up for school projects. then, months passed by and it was as it you guys went full no contact, although sometimes glances were tossed here and there and you could feel that there was still a connection.

which brings you back to now, thumb hovering over the “send” button. glancing at the time, it was 11:59PM. couple seconds later you hear the people in your living room starting to countdown.

“ten!”

okay i can do this

“nine!”

if it doesn’t work then this year is for myself

…

“five!”

mmm i can’t back outttt

“two!”

oh fuck it

“one!”

i’m just gonna do it for the plot. was your last thought as your quickly hit the sent button. you sighed as if that simple tap took everything out of you.

“new year, new us?”

you read the message you sent before shutting off your phone and deciding to walk into the living room, when you felt a little vibrate just a few seconds later.

*miles liked your message*

“wsg ma?”

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hkruu · 4 months ago

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“ME & YOU?” — hkr

\\ soft yan streamer bf , mod!user , silly fic for y'all , obsessive , implied stalking in the past , implied doxxing //

Akira likes streaming with you.

You both started with meeting each other through an rpg game, agreeing to become his mod, becoming friends, and then meeting in real life and falling in love. It was a normal cliche love story about two gamers falling for each other in your point of view, what about Akira's point of view?

It remains a secret.

You always wondered how he knew all of your favorite things right off the bat, how he knew your awkward gestures, your hobbies and all of that. Maybe he was just really attentive to the things you did..

Akira wasn't a stalker.

He's sweet, he always takes care of you, putting your wants over his. Both of you communicate when something goes wrong, you balance everything. It was a perfect and a normal relationship.

At least that's what you thought.

hkruu: what r we playing today !!

Not_venti: wsg chattttttt

xX_AMI_Xx: r u playing with ur s/o?

yurisghs: hi akiraaaa [akira_pat]

fatgirlsummer: when's the continuation of Until Then ?? ^^

"Until Then? Uh, I mean, probably next week." Akira's eyes glanced over the chat box, watching as many viewers greeted him with good afternoons and nights. "My significant other?" He raised his right eyebrow curiously, reading aloud one of the questions.

"Honestly, I'm not sure if they'll be able to make it on time.." Akira leaned back on his gaming chair, stretching a little.

killlove_i: nauur why [akira_sob]

Not_venti: skibidi will make it on time trust.

tsukasaaaa: I hope they're well ><

cutiepie101: COOP PKEASE !!!

"I'm probably just gonna farm today, not unless Lisa invites me again." He smiles towards the camera, loading up HSR. "I'm not pulling for uh, rappa? The new character I mean, I forgot their name."

llyyyn: lol same

yurisghs: is she good? Ion look at leaks

Not_venti: I'm pulling:))

lamanbrug_01: goodluck to those pulling!!

sdkwohryuu: I want Sunday [akira_sob]

"I want Sunday too.. physically.." Akira pouts, eventually breaking into a silly smile. The rest of the stream going fine as usual, farming here, doing the new quest, companion quest, pulling for Fei Xaio, you know the rest.

A good hour and a half passes and suddenly there's a;

Ding!

"Hey chat, guess who's home!" Akira suddenly brightened, focusing on the game even more as he patiently waited for the same sentence he always heard every single day. Of course, he'd never get tired of it, never.

"I'm home!" A muffled voice could be heard in the background.

Not_venti: I TOKD U THEYD MAKE IT OJ TIME

xX_AMI_Xx: I js woke up whay happened

yurisghs: caught my lonely ass smiling

yumiwgeo: can't relate @yurisighs

Not_venti: LMAO

"You'll find someone yurisghs!" He snickered, quickly exiting out of HSR and logging onto Genshin instead, the familiar bright screen never failing to blind him.

nnsigma [MOD]: hi chat

Not_venti: hi skibidi

yurisghs: halooo

lynnuoo: wsg

yumiwgeo: [akira_wave]

tsukasaaaa: [akira_wave]

"sup babe, yes I ate, I drank water, I showered, I cooked lunch and I did the laundry." Akira's smirk was evident, quickly doing his commissions in-game. If you're wondering he mains Neuvilette.

nnsigma [MOD]: ok good [akira_pat]

nnsigma [MOD]: let's play dti instead ong

Not_venti: real

Guihimoo: [akira_nod]

"No."

About the said ‘Akira is probably just really attentive’ towards you.. let's expand a little bit on that.

The first time you met each other at a nearby Cafe, you were surprised. The pictures of Akira on discord didn't do justice to what he looks like in real life, this guy was walking around as if he just came out of a red carpet..

Aside from that, his personality was still the same as online. Teasing, snarky, he's still got that attitude, and of course playful — he was the fun type you'd want to be friends with. But, he really was your type.

You couldn't resist glancing towards his neck from time to time, hell — you couldn't even make eye contact without being mentally flustered. "Is something wrong?" He'd ask, but you'd immediately shake your head and go along with what he's saying.

I mean, Akira didn't know your address, why are you asking why he knew the way back to your home? He used to live here.

"W-woah.. we have more in common than I thought!" You beamed while Akira smiled softly, it looks like his hard work did pay off. All that late night searching, perfecting and practicing — it was worth it in the very end because you were finally here.

Akira could see you, touch you, feel you, make you feel things you've never felt — ah, how he wishes he could go back in time just to see your horrified expression when you almost got doxxed by someone anonymous.

Of course, he was the one to comfort you at the time, the way you opened up to him about everything, finally letting him know of your feelings.. It was worth every little thing he had worked hard for.

It didn't matter if he had a small or huge fan base what mattered was you being right beside him, experiencing hardships and hope. Akira could do anything, he could try his best — he's not perfect, he has many flaws he'll admit that.

But..

It was worth it if it was you.

Akira was glad that the world hasn't ended yet. Not that it would happen any time soon but — he'd want to be next to you even if it was a life or death situation.

Extras:

"I'm rating you 1 star for the effort. You suck." Akira tapped on the tablet aggressively, while you squirmed right next to him, trying to desperately get your phone case back on — fumbling quite badly.

"I'm rating you 1 star too!"

"You're just mad I'm a trend setter."

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anakinsbaee · 4 months ago

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misses - M.S

summary: in which y/n misses matt after he left boston to go on tour and to stay in L.A. she kinda goes thru a lot

PT.2 HERE

warnings: use of y/n, sad, angst, bsf!matt, no fluff/smut,

a/n: wsg guys i literally left for 10 years bye. did u guys miss me i hope you did

bella swan inspoo ig ayee we need some angst in here 😝 erm tell me if u want a part teww chat 😓 also someone plz teach me how to do "blockquotes"

Everything was in slow motion. I guess that's the only way you could explain it.

The days were long, and the nights were even longer. Restless nights, anxiety crippling you. Tossing and turning, your eyes never gave you the relief of finally closing and dozing off into a peaceful night's rest.

Your fingers bled from peeling your skin. “What’s wrong with me?” you wondered. You felt so empty; you had never been like this before. That’s right. It’s all because of Matt. Your leg bounced every time you thought of him. Food wasn’t even on your mind; all you thought of was Matt. Why? Why did he go?

He’s been gone since—well, forever. I just miss him. I need him, just to feel his presence. His lingering touch, his soft words. His laugh—God, it just made me so happy. His laugh. When his eyes shut tightly, and he’d lean over and hold his stomach. His smile. I miss him.

Matt’s off in L.A. You're at university. He left you in Boston. “Is he happy for me?” You think to yourself. But, he doesn’t even remember me. It’s like he was never there. Everything’s gone—his smell, his voice. He’s gone.

You finally woke up. You felt a bit of relief that you had finally slept, but soon that would disappear.

Looking over to your night table it’s only 5am, the melatonin didn’t work.

Great, an hour of sleep. You grab your phone, scrolling through TikTok, rotting in your bed. To be honest, rotting in your bed was the closest thing to being with Matt. Which was kind of weird to think about. But the comfort of your bed made you feel safe and cozy, just like the comfort and safety Matt gave you.

You followed the triplets on everything, but on a secret account. You always kept up with them, but recently it made you sick to even look at anything that reminded you of him. You missed Matt, but it hurt to see him so happy. It’s gut-wrenching, when the love of your life cuts you off like you’re just some random person he knew from highschool. All the things he said that reminded him of you, the special words he used to describe you — now it almost feels like he was lying. But Matt wouldn’t lie. You know him. At least you think you did.

Your friends are always worried about you, but you always brush it off and say, “I just need time to myself.”

But honestly, you're tired of your own company — nothing comes close to the way Matt made you feel. Tossing your blanket aside, you finally get up and decide to go outside — no makeup, just in your pajamas. You sigh as you plop down in your car, disheveled. All you can think about is the spot in the nearby park where you guys used to hang out. All four of you. It didn’t matter what was happening; you’d always be there or in their car.

So, you drive there with some uplifting music turned up, hoping to clear your mind.

You sit alone in the old favorite spot, wishing Matt were here, but all you have are the echoes of his laughter fading in the distance as he chases his dreams on tour.

A tall figure stands, his hands in his hoodie pockets. “Y/N?” You hear a familiar voice, in an almost shocked or confused tone. The cold air puffs out of his mouth as he speaks.

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