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CW: c00lkidd being an asshole, very brief mention of noli and elliot, fluff(?? im not sure), VERY implied stalking, elliot getting his hair burnt and then getting blasted with an fire extinguisher yeesh (sorry elliot)
Before we dive in: after a tiring day at your job with the location getting burned down once again, you are accompanied home by a very weird and annoying fella (c00lkidd). very short because i wrote this for myself so i didnt really care. i havebt seen anyeone write c00lkidd x reader so i needed to write it myself
Horrible. A word that could describe today. Just horrible. The type of day that made you want to throw the annoying customers in the oven and let that old things explode. But the customers weren't the cause of it today, no.
The cause of everything bad that could have happened â and that happened â today was a very especial and specific individual. C00lkidd. By default, everyone or almost everyone that worked in the pizzeria hated him. And his little friend Noli, that weird freak.Â
But, to make the day a bit better, you only had to deal with one of them today! Didn't make it less annoying and stupid, but at least it was only one. A little bit of positivity won't hurt anyone. Back to the present. C00lkidd causing chaos on the pizzeria. Right.
You looked up at the flying red prick, one eye twitching automatically with irritance as you did nothing but watch his fingers move against the black and red blocky thing he had in front of him â I mean, what could you do against it? Against him?
C00lkidd's tail twitched happily as another thing suddenly caught on fire, no doubt because of some command he used. He always seemed happy to ruin everyone's day with his 'jokes'. Some co-worker swiftly extinguished the fire after it had started, also glaring daggers at C00lkidd, knowing it wouldn't stop at some little 'innocent' fires.
But C00lkidd's eyes slowly moved until they found you and you could almost see them light up. "Oh fuck me." You hissed under your breath as his hand moved against the c00lgui again. In a flash, he had appeared right near you, still floating. "If you insist!"
His laugh sickened you and you decided to ignore his little comment, instead reacting with a flinch and by moving away some good inches. "You know, if I knew you would be working today, maybe I would have went a bit softer on this place. Maybe." He purred, closing his eyes and letting his tail make a little heart shape.
"Fuck off, C00lkidd. You're ruining everyone's day." You harshly responded to his teasing, moving to help your co-workers put the rest of the fire out. C00lkidd rolled his eyes and continued to float after you, removing parts of the pizzeria and unanchoring things as you ignored him.
When you finally gave attention to what he was doing he only smirked and let out an infuriating "Whoops." that showed just how much he was having fun with making your day worse. And everyone's else. "C'mon darling, it's just some harmless fun! No one's getting hurt, you might get a day off after this! The least you can do is say thank you."
Seeing the nonexistent response from you, he tsked and moved his fingers quickly across the c00lgui. The next thing you saw was Elliot's cheesy hair on fire. Gasping, you jump to action, grabbing another fire extinguisher and running towards Elliot, panicking to put the fire out. Behind you, you hear C00lkidd mumble something along the lines of 'never liked him.'
And after all this it was safe to say that you did get the day off. They had to repair everything and try to get some way to not let C00lkidd near the pizzeria again. So now you were stuck with walking home alone, your footsteps the only noise in the otherwise quiet street.
The cold bit at your fingertips, nails turning blue even as you did your best to hide your hands away in your jacket. Another gush of breeze hit you in the face causing you to nuzzle any the piece of clothing you could nuzzle. You were grateful that the day was finally ending and you wouldn't have to deal with anything and anyone else.
That's what you thought. But he just couldn't leave you alone, could he?
Before you could even blink, you had company right behind you, whispering right in your ear. "Boo." The scare make you yelp and jump to the side, your heart almost beating out of your chest as you put your hand over your chest as if to reassure you it actually wouldn't.Â
The look of surprise in your eyes was replaced with annoyance after a quick moment, noticing that it was no one other than C00lkidd that had scared you. Of course. "After everything you have done today, what could you possibly want from me?" Your tone said everything anyone could want to know about your mood. You were not pleased with the sight of him
âGeez, calm down, sweetheart! I, like the gentleman I am, am here to accompany you home! I don't want anything from you." C00lkidd snickered, taking a quiet step closer to you, making you take another step back. "I'm fine on my own. And don't call me that."
He raised his hands in mock surrender, a wide grin settling on his lips at your reactions. His eyes flew over your body, noticing how you were shaking and shivering. C00lkidd's brow furrowed a tiny bit before he brushed it away, instead making his c00lgui appear next to him.
"This is gonna be fast." He murmured and before you had the time to say 'huh' or react at all, he was lunging at you and grabbing your arm, trying to ignore your protests and high pitched curses as he typed something on the c00lgui. Just as you decided to start screaming, you had disappeared, cutting it off until you appeared again, now right in front of your house.
As soon as C00lkidd let you go you moved away, wide eyes staring at him. Your breath was quick and shaky because of the panic you felt but you could only notice how he seemed to be holding his laugh. "That was not funny!" You rub your arm slowly, trying your best to calm yourself and finally causing C00lkidd to burst out laughing.
"What? Did you think I was going to hurt you or something?" He managed to say in between laughs. His hand came up to brush the tears away from his eyes before he continued. "Just getting you home safe, darling. It's not safe to stay out this late." You grumbled out a 'It's not safe because of you.' low enough so he couldn't hear clearly, making him tilt his head.
You finally moved further away from him after a time, taking some steps towards your house's door. "I didn't need that. But.. uhm. Thanks..?" The words finally escape your mouth after you thought about them for a while and you shift in place awkwardly. He mockingly bows. "Of course, couldn't let you wander around alone when I can get you home in a second."
How considerate. It doesn't even look that he terrorized the pizzeria again. If you didn't remember it so vividly, his act could fool you. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just.. go. Bye." You are quick with trying to get him to leave you alone, already unlocking your door and starting to turn the knob.
When you turn again to see if he was still there, he had already disappeared but you couldn't help but feel like you were still being watched. You shrug and fully open the door to your house, getting inside and quickly shutting it, happy to finally get some peace and quiet.
CW: NSFW, AFAB reader, reader gets called a goddess but otherwise is treated as gender-neutral (aside from the anatomy too), creampie, no aftercare, biting, mention of death.
Before we dive in: request from ao3. "Could I request an Artful (Die of Death) x Fem reader NSFW?" istg i love love when ppl request characters i like/yume it makes me sooooo fucking motivated to write things NUSUJAWHGNHJGHKR YAY
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
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Your life before all this was pretty nice actually. Well, before the main incident. It kinda started going down after it, after your husband left. You couldn't say that you didn't understand why, he was in a pretty rough situation too and he didn't want you involved. You would've been more hurt if he didn't leave that in the little note he wrote for you. But anyways, talking more about him! Meetinng Jean â mostly known as his performer name, Artful, was truly fate itself getting sick of your lonely date life and throwing someone at you.
Okay maybe you couldn't really describe it as that. You were Artful's fan for months. Almost an year. You entilted yourself as his 'n1 fan' but you also knew that many other people did that. Actually, there was someone that was known for being his n1 fan. And that was not you. You would be lying if you said you didn't feel jealous of how they were so easily recognized as his n1 fan. They even spoke with him after the shows and everything! Artful also recognized them. He kept the plushie they gave him.
But lucky for you, he had started to slowly notice your face in the crowd, not just the other fan's face. You felt like lady luck herself had given you a kiss on the forehead after this. You saw how his eyes searched for you and then locked with yours on some perfomances. Of course, you beamed at that fact everytime and even jumped a bit sometimes. And then the simple staring started to evolve into another thing when you started to also go see Artful after the shows. You'd sometimes have to wait until Lizzy, his n1 fan, left but it paid off.
Artful was really friendly! He'd talk politely to you when you met him after the shows and was overall very welcoming and you had a feeling that sometimes he'd talk to Lizzy a bit faster as if expecting you to walk in after. Maybe it was just you being delusional. Probably. You liked the idea of it happening even if you admitted that it might have been a bit bad. But it's not like it was going to hurt any of them! They didn't even know.
Anyways, all the talking after the performances had clearly paid off. Why could you say that? Because Artful himself had asked you out on a date. You almost fainted when he did, you just couldn't believe it! Artful, the famous magician, the guy you self-titled as n1 fan, the man you thought unreachable, was asking YOU on a date. Of course you said yes! You were ecstatic, thinking about it day and night to the point you almost couldn't sleep.
But anxiety hit when the day finally came. So much that you thought you would chicken out from it. Surely someone like you wouldn't be enough for someone as famous and incredible as him. I mean, the guy literally made magic! But you managed to ignore all the thoughts and still go. It went surprisingly well. For some reason, you could tell he was actually interested in whatever you were yapping about. You felt like the luckiest person alive. And maybe you were.
Skipping some unimportant bits of your life, like you going to more of his shows, more dates with him and blabla, you started dating. And after some good 3 years he asked your hand in mariage. You should've seen it coming but you were also shocked when he did. You remember tears of happiness flowing from your eyes, the way your head nodded and you could only babble many "Yes"s.
But some months after the incident that would ruin his career and part of both of your lifes. As Artful became even more famous, he had started to receive even more hateful comments from people that did not like his magic. It couldn't be that hard to just not engage with whatever he did, right? Yeah right. Instead of ignoring it like someone mature would do, they started to come to his shows, ruining them and throwing bananas at him. This influenced how he acted at home too. And more fights started to happen between you.
And one day he snapped. During one of his perfomances where people started to throw bananas at him he let his emotions get the best of him, making some people from the audience disappear and summoning walls to fall on top of some that remained, smashing the people under it while you could only watch in horror from the backstage as it happened. Artful quickly got back to his senses and you could see it by how wide his eyes got, head quickly turning to search for you in the backstage.
You had shrinked back in your place then, looking at him with a scared expression and watching as he left, unable to say anything to you or apologize for the last fight you had, where he had just stormed off, saying something about having to get ready for his next perfomance. Your life only went down after that. You never got to see him again, only a note that Artful had left, handwriting messy and asking you to please release his goldfish into the pond at the local park.
Pack to the present, you had only been able to see him between rounds, even if you hadn't been able to go up to him or even be seen by him. God knows how you had been able to go rounds without him seeing you. But you were a bit scared of what would happen, if the relationship would still be the same. This round, however, he had been the one to see you first.
The sight made him freeze for several seconds before he could finally take a step forward towards you, making a small noise as his feet hit the ground.Â
The noise made you turn your head to see Artful, making your heart skip a beat. You choked on your saliva while you took steps back, making Artful start to walk towards you again. "Mon amour.." He whispered, cornering you into a wall in a empty corner of the map.
You turned you head quickly to look at the wall behind you as your hands touched it, your whole body now pressed against it as you gulped, afraid of what might come next. Death? A long talk about what happened? Another fight-? Maybe just a weird stare before he left you to hunt someone else. But none of that came. Instead, a shaky hand came up to graze your cheek, afraid of actually touching you. "I.. won't hurt you, dove." His voice was soft, almost as if he was talking to a wounded animal.
Looking up at him, you were at a loss for words. The last time you truly talked to him you guys had fought. Understandably too. Life hadn't been treating him the best with all the stress from the shows. But that's the past now. The present is what matters. How he is standing right in front of you is what matters. "I know we didn't part on good terms. I'm sorry. I felt so guilty, I missed you so much." His voice broke as he spoke and he looked like he was holding tears back.
"You're as beautiful as the day I lost you." His hand finally touched your cheek fully and his masked forehead rested against yours after a reluctant moment. "I.. don't blame you. I missed you too." You whispered back and pressed your forehead back against his, closing your eyes to live the moment peacefully for a bit. After a while, you opened them again to see Artful staring straight at you, then your lips. And you again. "..Can I?"
You were surprised for a bit but then chuckled, nodding your head. "Of course, silly. We're... still married. I think. You don't have to ask." You pressed a quick kiss to his lips, surprising him too. "Obviously, I have to ask. Consent is everything." He joked but then took another good look at you, making his breath hitch before he actually dove in to kiss you, tilting his head to deepen it while his tongue prodded against your lips, asking for entrance.
It sent a shiver down your spine and you quickly let him inside, allowing him to deepen the kiss even more. His tongue seeked out yours, wanting to meet it again so he could finally show how much he missed you. You squirmed against him and the wall at the feeling of your breath running out, smalls moans vibrating against his lips. You could feel how his lips curled up at that before he actually broke the kiss. "I already said it but I missed you so much.. Missed this so much." Okay, it was pretty obvious what he wanted with how his tone shifted.
"Hah.. Me too, darling, me too." You giggled, watching as, with his wand, Artful performed some of his magic, creating some walls to fully hide you from the eyes of other people that might pass by. Would it block you noises? No, but it's not like they would know who's behind the walls. Artful thought as he created them and he couldn't help but smile again at the idea of the survivors actually hearing.
"Ahem.. Now we can finally show how much we missed each other, hm? What do you say, chĂŠrie?" He wiggled his painted brow, looking down at you playfully. You just rolled your eyes and nodded, a smile you couldn't really control stretching your lips. "Words." Artful demanded gently, making you lift one brow. "Yes, yes. Let's get our freaks on already." You sighed, tilting your head to the side. "Straight to the point. Wow."
"Let me show you a cool trick I can do." He purred, lifting his wand to perform another magic trick of his. You stood quietly, waiting for whatever was going to happen. Strangely, you were feeling colder than usual. And.. Artful had lost his shirt..? You blink twice before looking down at your own body, realizing that your whole anatomy was on display for Artful to see. And Artful was fully naked too. Holy shit.
You scream, quickly attempting to cover yourself with your hands while Artful giggles and carefully drops his wand next to both of you on the ground. "Don't worry, mon amour, only I can see your pretty little body." You furrow your brows and look up at him, cheeks fully red. "That was so not funny." You complain briefly but you are unable to stop your gaze from drifting down to his already erect penis, your brows raising. "Look, I know I'm unbelievably handsome but c'mon, it's not the first time you see me like this. You can't be that surprised."
Scoffing, you roll your eyes playfully. "Such a high ego." You tease, finally managing to lift up your eyes to look at his again. "Hmm, maybe it is very high but... yours should be too. You're the hottest thing I've ever seen, darling. You're a goddess." His hands start to wander around your body as he speaks, testing you as one hand stops to rest on one of your nipples, giving it some attention, rolling it around his digits and pinching it lightly. You whimper and squirm against the touch, one eye closing.
"My number one fan deserves the best care in the world. I simply cannot not pleasure you like you deserve. Especially after such a long time without eachother." He presses his body forward, his lenght pressing against your stomach. His occupied hand leaves your nipple to rest at your hip, the other following. Artful uses them to lift you up quite easily, allowing the tip of his penis to press against your pussy. He was already leaking. So eager. "My body has missed you so much."
You clench around nothing at the feeling of more warmth pressing against you. "Hahh... You have no idea of how much I missed this." You let your head drop back against the wall as you melted against his hold. "Well, no need to wait any longer." He purrs, readjusting himself and then pressing forward to finally get the tip of his dick inside you. Both of you gasp, altough for different reasons. You guessed that his reason was because of the warmth he had just found from your pussy. You had the reaction beacuse of how long you had gone without feeling him like this again.
You try to move your hips to take him deeper but he stops you as he holds your hips still. "Calm down, mmh?" He smiles before he thrusts into you, almost filling you completely with his girth. That only happens when he thrusts again and burries himself deep into you. "Mmmghf.. You take me so well, my love." He whines at the same time of his movements, the feeling of your walls gripping him almost making him lose control after so long.
His movement starts to become rougher as you grip him even tighter, wanting to keep him inside you forever. The feeling was so good, you never wanted it to end. Never wanted him to leave you again. His moans are almost higher than yours as he moves his hips with more force, wanting to fill you up the best he could. Artful wanted you to be his. Completely his. He would never leave you again. And you wouldn't leave him. He would make sure of it. He would treat you the best he could so you wouldn't.
He burries his face in your neck and takes small bites, trying to conceal his moans as he approaches his peak. It would be embarassing for him to be moaning louder than the person receiving such attention, right? Oh god, who even cares? Not him or you, surely. He huffs to himself and stops biting your neck but he still keeps his face there, just letting himself moan and whine as he wanted while he thrust deep into the love of his life.
It didn't take long for him and you to reach your peaks because of how he was hitting your spot and how you were gripping him like you never wanted to let him go. He let out a final, strangled scream as he came, letting his seed flow into your waiting body. Your nails dig into his back while you orgasmed, wanting to grab at anything you could while he continued to thrust slowly until he came to a stop.
"Hooolyyy shit..... Fuuck.." Artful slurred, hips still twitching from time to time. Then, he finally stopped completely and pulled himself out of you with a complaint from you. "Nooo.." You whine, leaning your head forward to press your forehead against his again. "C-calm down, darling. It's.. not the last time we will have a reunion like this one." He chuckles, already thinking of future meetings with you between rounds. "I sure hope not." You nod, letting yourself bask in the afterglow of your orgasm.
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okay look i was finishing this before going to sleep so the end eas rushed. okay? okay sorry NWFEJKHGHG i will do better i promise
Hey! I love all of the fics you wrote! Especially the azure x two time x reader, just asking if there would be more as i really liked the quality of the writting.
I started originally posting on ao3 so there are more fanfics there that i have yet to post here!! my ao3 is on my carrd (â .â Â â ââ Â â á´â Â â ââ .â ).
CW: NSFW, AFAB reader but i dont mention pronouns (i think), reader gets called "doll", partners in crime, voyeurism, rubbing genitalia against thighs/clothes, pull out method, breast fixation(kinda)
WC: 2.9k
Before we dive in: "Okay, here's another story I'm requesting: Mafioso x Wife Reader Smut." Another request from AO3. for this one shot imagine the killers can only spectate certain rounds of their teammates and the killers in the round can feel when the others are watching. it's like something whispers in the back of their head when they are being watched. i wanted to headcanon and write mafioso as a bunny hybrid but i was too deep into the oneshot when i thought of that
also!! i tried to make this a little longer so i'm sorry if it's shitty.
PLEASE NOTE: the title isnt meant to mock or ridicule italians i just had the meme from twitter in my mind! it's a reference. if anyone is offended i can change it.
NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!
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Some time had passed since you were forsaken and honestly you couldn't say that it was going bad. How could it even go wrong for your side? You were clearly privileged since you were a killer. Sure, the sentinels were annoying but whatever. At least you weren't getting brutally murdered every round. Losers.
Plus, your husband, Mafioso, was here with you. That was pretty nice. You had to wait a bit after being forsaken with thoughts asking if you were ever going to see him again before he appeared in the killer cabin but it was worth it because at least you weren't alone anymore.
Talking about Mafioso.. the story of how you two met was a bit comical, if you squint maybe.
You first saw him in an alley. Yes, a very cliche and totally not suspicious place to meet your future lover. But that's not what you were worried about at the time of these events. You were more worried about what this stranger had just witnessed by not minding his business and seeing the dead body right in front of you.
You had acted almost unconsciously by turning the rest of your body in his direction and sharply advancing full speed towards the man â not a very sharp idea to go straight towards a big man like him â with your knife in hand, ready to just swipe against his neck and let him bleed out to later be discovered with the other body. Instead, you were stopped by quick, firm hands on your wrists and a smitten look that seemed to promise secrecy.
Your eyes narrowed and with a bit of force you pulled your wrists from his hold, taking quick steps back while looking at him almost weirdly with eyes that screamed 'Are you crazy?'
Unknowingly to you, you had just murdered a prostitute that coincidentally was in debt to him and your violence had gotten his heart beating faster than usual for a very different reason than probably expected. Mafioso managed a grin as he saw you warily walk past him and towards the streets, ready to get out of the situation and maybe let him get arrested for your crime instead.
With a little bit of stalking and help from his goons he was quick to know your address. And, as any normal person would, he started to send you letters with the right information in order for you to know it was the strange man from the alley and send some back. Now, he wasn't actually expecting you to want something to do with him but when he received one letter back he was practically bouncing around in his head.
You ended up meeting again in person and it went decently well even if you were still suspicious of him.
After that you went on more dates and as time passed you started dating. It was good to have a partner in crime that could help you in your crimes because of the large amount of men he had at his disposal that he could send. In turn, you also helped him sometimes, torturing and killing off debtors even if you normally settled for prostitutes.
And then it evolved into marriage after 3 well spent years. Sure, maybe it was a bit fast compared to most couples but Mafioso was sure he wanted to spend his life with you and so were you. It was a shame your plans for the future were ruined by some stupid entity bringing you to an unknown realm. Whatever.
You were abruptly brought back from your thoughts when a round started without much warning to you since you were in your own little world.
A groan left your mouth once the numb feeling settled into your body, signaling that you were teleported from your dear room to the round and wouldn't be just another spectator. If you even could spectate this one.
Your hand gripped your weapon while you took in your surroundings. Glass houses.
You knew it like the palm of your hand by now. You didnât even need to look around much to know you had spawned in the interior of the big mountain.
Your thoughts were rudely interrupted again by the small noises of clothes rustling against each other, making you turn your head to meet the sight of none other than Mafioso standing on the grey platform with you.
A double trouble round? And with your husband? This was going to be great.
Your husband shot you a quick grin and in return you nodded firmly with your head, ready to unleash chaos upon the survivors together.
Your gaze sharpened as you turned your head and started to march forward, not worried about the noise your feet would make against the cement, before you were stopped by a hand on your wrist, pulling you back and making your eyes widen with surprise and confusion.
"Not yet." He whispered, dragging you even closer so he could lean down and press his face into your hair. "How about we forget the killing for this round and let my minions hunt them down? We could focus on something else that we haven't been able to focus on." His tone dripped with innuendo you were quickly able to grasp. "The others aren't watching. I'm not hearing anything."
You paused at the suggestion and additional information, focusing on nothing in particular to check if there really wasn't any creepy whispering in your head. Nope. They weren't allowed to watch this round.
That was pretty weird, actually. Normally the Spectre would always allow it when there were special rounds like this one. But you surely weren't complaining. You would finally be able to have alone time with your husband. Even if it was on a round.
You hummed, letting a smile slip onto your lips as you thought about it for one more second. "What the hell, sure. Why not? We have been needing some alone time."
Mafioso let his smile widen at your response, a kiss being pressed into your head.
Hearing more stirring behind you and then his voice, you assume Mafioso is using his flip phone to call his goons, and, after a slight delay, Caporegime and Soldier appear at your sides, weapons in hand and seeming ready to receive orders from their boss.
âBoys, hunt down the survivors for me and make sure that they donât come near this area.â
The two responded almost immediately to the command with a nod and started to walk away. They went around you both and walked down the small stairs to then leave, one by the giant entrance right in front of you and the other turned right to stride towards the other entrance.
Mafioso waited a few more seconds after they left before he leaned down again, pressing kisses into your hair and slowly moving down, now peppering your neck with drawn out kisses. âIâve been waiting for this, yâknow?â He whispers against your skin, hands slowly moving across your body to rest at your hips, massaging them with the same slowness he had used to trail his kisses downward.
âYou could have just asked me when we werenât in a round.â Your hands came up to collect your hair into them, moving it over your right shoulder to give your husband more access to your neck without having the hair in the way of his kisses.
âThe walls are too thin for these kinds of activities.âÂ
You hummed, choosing to not remind him how you have already done this in your cabins a few times. He just wanted an excuse to have left it for a round that he didnât even know would come and you knew that.
Hands continue to massage your hips with care, one of them eventually coming up to cup your breast through your shirt and bra. It busied itself with fondling while your husbandâs hips started to move against yours, letting you feel him start to harden. The amount of different sensations were making it hard to possibly focus on just one.
You exhale a small, almost unhearable whine, pushing your chest against his hand and pressing your butt back against his crotch, feeling how his grip tightened on your hip in response to the motion.
Mafioso moves the hand on your breast to slip it under your shirt and into your bra. He uses his thumb and index finger to switch between pinching and pressing your nipple against your breast. His ears gladly accepted every noise you made after each motion and tease, never once getting tired of them. How could he ever get tired of something you produced? Your sounds were perfect, just like all of you.
He finally takes his hands off you to reach down to start working on taking his belt off, taking the prong from the punch hole and pulling the tip from the buckle. Mafioso lets his fingers trace the button of his pants, letting the anticipation of what was going to happen sink in for a moment, before finally unbuttoning it and pulling both his pants and briefs down.
Mutually muttered curses flow through the air as he shifts his body until he is able to position his cock behind the juncture of your thighs, pushing against your thigh gap to make space for him.Â
Your husband groans behind you and starts to rut his hips up against your clothed pussy, creating a delicious friction that makes your heart race and causes your pupils to dilate. You lower your shaky hands to touch your own pants, automatically finding the button before you are stopped by Mafiosoâs hands.
âWait.â He mumbles, drifting his hands back to your hips.Â
You are caught by surprise when his knee and shin press into the back of your knees, making them buckle. Your eyes widen and your hands shoot out to attempt grabbing at the air before you feel hands under your armpits, holding you up just enough so you donât fall back but slowly letting you drop to the ground.
Mafioso sinks onto his knees behind you, using his hands to manhandle you into a position where your back is against the ground with your legs on his sides.
âIt would have been nice of you to ask me to lay down instead of that.â You huff, furrowing your brows. Your hands elevate to grab his tie, making him raise his brow under the shadow of his fedora. You use the grip to suddenly pull his face closer and press your lips against his roughly.
The man reciprocates the intensity, no less rougher with his kiss than you.Â
You groan into the kiss and feel his lips curve up into a smile. Meanwhile, his hands unbutton your pants and pull down the zipper. Your pants and panties are quick to be pulled down and off with the help of you lifting your hips up from the ground.
You part ways from him to breathe and him to look down at your cunt with a wide grin. âAlready so wet for me.â He purrs and you scoff in response.
âIf somebody else saw you with that giant grin theyâd think you had never seen me like this before.âÂ
He rolls his eyes and starts to grind his dick against your folds, a shiver running up his spine at the sensation of the wetness coating him. âYou canât blame a guy for admiring the view. Plus, no one but you would see me with this grin.â
âI s-suppose that is true.â A moan mixed with a half escapes your mouth when he finally starts to move against you again but a deep feeling of impatience settles into you as you wonder when he will eventually push into you instead of continuing to tease you.
Lucky for you, he seemed to have the same thoughts. It doesnât take long until he is pulling his hips back to position the head of his cock against your entrance, pushing in the tip with an uncharacteristic gentleness.
The following movements certainly didnât carry the care he seemed to promise before though. He bottomed out with a rough thrust.
You gasp and tighten your hold on his tie, sharply tugging at his collar. He grumbles something you arenât able to hear in response and his hand moves to tug yours away from his tie. He gathers your hands with his, moving to pin your wrists on top of your head as he starts to move again, retracting and then pushing into you with more fervor.
His free hand moves to your boob again. It is as if he has some weird fixation on them. You let a grin onto your lips as a reaction to his touch, back arching and pushing your chest into his hands.
âThat's it.â He groaned with a particular harsh thrust. âJust lay pretty for me. You donât have to do anything.â Mafioso released your boob from his hand, quickly raising your shirt and moving your bra out of the way to lean his head down to capture your nipple with his teeth, pulling it gently.
You try to move your wrists, wanting to do something with them like maybe grab his head or hold onto something else but his hand didnât budge one bit, almost glued to you.
âM-Mafi-!â You moan out a bit more loudly than you would have liked. You couldnât seem to shut your own mouth with how he was hitting that sweet, spongy spot deep within you, making you clench and unclench around him as you approached your peak quickly.
He took note of your signals, coming to a stop in you just before you could truly fall over the edge and taking his teeth away from your nipple.
You respond with a small whine, followed by an unhumoured string of curses. Your hips move on their own, trying to chase after the feeling by pushing against him.
âShh. Gods, I canât imagine how loud youâll actually be once you come.â Mafioso chuckles, taking some moments before starting to move again once heâs sure youâre not near the edge like before.
You buck your hips, a trembling smile settling on your lips before you basically force yourself to still. You swore you heard grass rustling. Your head rotates slightly and presses itself against the cement beneath you, letting you see the giant opening from where Soldier had passed before.Â
Nothing.
You squint your eyes, suspicious of the sight of nothing on the entrance. You trusted your instincts and you knew you werenât that old to be starting to hear badly.
âHey. Look at me, doll.â Mafioso pulls you from your thoughts when he uses his free hand to grasp your chin, moving your head so you would be looking at him again. To ensure you were paying attention, he thrusts roughly into you, making you press your eyes closed and squeak.
Your mouth opens to voice your concerns but you interrupt yourself before you can even start with another loud moan when your husband continues to slowly but harshly pound into you.
You finally feel yourself getting closer to the peak again after a few more prodding against your sweet spot. It made you forget almost completely of what you were sure you had heard, making you focus on your own pleasure instead.
Mafioso grunted and groaned above you as he moved, feeling himself near the peak of ecstasy. âYes. Just keep making those noises.â He lets out an involuntary, sudden moan before immediately shutting himself up to focus on his movements.
You squirm against his hold and he just tightens it, completely content with feeling you try to escape him so you could do something with your hands.Â
Before you know it, youâre already climbing over the edge and spasming against Mafioso with moans and whines falling naturally off your lips. He pulls out to follow after some quick moments, spilling himself on your stomach with a drawn-out groan.
Your body continues to twitch after the high of your orgasm as quick, heavy breaths left you.
Mafioso takes a second to compose himself before he pulls a handkerchief to wipe your stomach clear of his release and then your pussy. âYouâre so precious.â He whispers, looking deeply into your eyes while he pulls your underwear and pants up, doing the same to himself after.
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Not far from the place you two were, stood a survivor, trying to be as quiet as possible while being a âhuge pervert that was clearly excused because.. look at where youâre going at itâ â their brainâs words.Â
Their hands moved quicker on their cock at your moans combined with the sight of your body. They were already so close and they only seemed to have arrived halfway through the fun!
âFuck⌠fuuuck. Yes..â Chance moaned the lowest they could, their fingers gripping the side of the entrance tightly, a way-too-happy smile making its way to their lips as they watched you spasm under Mafioso. Lucky fella.Â
Wait, no. Lucky fellas. He corrected himself before going back to focusing on you and Mafioso.
It wasnât long before they came on their hands, their release hitting the floor while he continued to pump his own cock. He forced himself to hide behind the wall again after his peak, determined not to get himself caught by the two of you.
wowowowooowowowowow i rrlyltr really liked the griefer x reader..... (100 bad days)uhjgnbbikjvfrjk i am not being coherent rn but....... htejrcjsdkjvdskjsdjk IT'S SO GOOD, OKAY????? RAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
SHAKING, SREAMING, SWEATING, EATING THE FIRST BORN CHILD OF DAVID SMITH LEVELS OF GOOD. I AM SO SERIOUS. đď¸-đď¸ /vpos
FESBHYHWUEFIHYGEUEIJG THANK YOU!!!!!! like actually yhank you so much anon. i'm glad you liked it even if it was a little short!! hashtag jumping around in my room
mafioso who, after you ask him to light your cigarette, takes you by the chin and lights it with his own and then leaves you speachless without saying a single word to you before or after
CW: attempted fluff, griefer is awkward with affection but he tries, griefer talks with leetspeak like in-game
Before we dive in: wrote this while listening to 100 bad days. post venomshank griefer when he's already cured with player's help.
look i know that the enemies just kinda ragdoll when they get close to you after you have already xefeated the boss of a certain demo but for the sake of the plot of this chapter they dont. okay? okay. you can also see the stats of the enemies.
you can't possibly tell me that griefer doesn't smell.
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Your legs were already giving out.Â
Today wasn't fun at all. It isn't being fun at all. Everything is bothering you, giving you headaches and just being a pain in the ass in general. You wished it would all just end, but apparently anything that roamed Turitopulis was against you.
You were fighting yet another mosquito swarm, gripping the venomshank tightly before slamming it against the ground with a groan, sending a wave of venom toward the pest that were flying in the air, buzzing annoyingly.
Left with only 1 health point left, you tried to keep your face neutral as they approached to attack you again. Your head throbbed, distracting you as the swarm managed to pierce your nonexistent defenses again. Another groan slipped past your lips as you felt more poison settle beneath your skin, making you ever more dizzy.
Luckily for you it was only one swarm and after one more sloppy hit it has taken down, flung into somewhere else away from you. With a sigh, you reach for a mango that was laying around in your backpack, hoping to get rid of the poison that was tormenting you.
Now you only needed to get to your partner's crib. Which wasn't the most relaxing thing, seeing how you had to climb all the way up to finally reach it. You grit your teeth and ignore the pain in your legs, pushing forward with one thing in your mind. 'Get to Griefer's crib and successfully ignore any remarks thrown your way.'
Ahead of you? A torturous path. Having to do all that damn vine pulling the toucan makes you do so you can enter again, climbing and fighting even more things. Because for some reason Griefer still needs those 'guards' and the gorilla in the path for his crib! It made your eye twitch and your breath heave.
Your eyes burned lightly from staying open for too long as you tried not to blink, trying to stay focused and block the attacks so you could retort them after. Safe to say it didn't work that well, only two attacks out of many were actually blocked by you.
It's okay. You thought after the battle ended, taking another fruit out of your backpack to heal you. I'm finally here. I just need to open the door. That's easy enough. You take a deep breath and raise your hand to grasp the doorknob, turning it.
Your frown deepens once you open the door, met with the smell of sweat and energy drinks. Slamming the door behind you, Griefer's attention is grabbed, but he doesn't turn his head away from his computer's screen. You clear your throat.
"H3Y." He greets briefly, still too focused on his game to turn his head towards you. You breathe sharply through your nose and start taking steps towards his bed, exhausted and in need of somewhere to relax. Griefer curses from his place and slams his hands on his desk before he takes his headphones off his head.
Raising your head a bit to look at his form retreating from his desk you see how his eyes land on you, softening a bit before he turns them away from you only to quicken his pace a bit. He beelines towards you, pausing to look at the state you were in. "S0RRY." He murmurs, opening the gate to the giant enclosure where his bed was situated then closing it behind him.
You only manage to grumble out a 'What' to his apology, raising a brow while you sit up to look at him better. "1 K1ND4 1GN0RED Y0U." He explained, crawling into the bed to sit down next to you. "Y0U L00K H0RR1BLE."
"You smell horrible." You retort, snorting a bit at your own response while he just frowns at you, muttering out an ironic 'thanks'. "I'm serious. You should take a bath." He gives you a side eye and instead gets up to go get something.
You decide to give your eyes some rest, closing them and listening to Griefer pace around his own room, some curses here and there and metal clacking against ceramic. After some minutes, you open your eyes again only to see Griefer striding towards the bed again, now with a bowl in his hands.
He hands you it once he settles down on the bed and you look at it to see a fork and a mango there, freshly cut. How nice. Looks like someone actually knows how to care for other people. Even if through actions and small gifts. You chuckle and he shoots you a questioning look to which you wave your hand weakly, dismissing his look.
"1 F1GUR3D Y0U W0ULD L1K3 S0M3TH1NG T0 3AT. Y0U L00K L1K3 Y0U N33D 1T." Griefer mumbles, awkwardly leaning his head forward to place a quick peck to your forehead. You notice a small blush on his face after he leans away from you but he is quick to try to hide it.
You thank him, a blush also covering your cheeks after he kissed your forehead. You grab the fork he supplied and start to pick the small pieces of mango he cut for you, chewing each piece and shallowing with some effort. Griefer inches closer to you with a small cough, totally trying not to pull your attention towards him.
You look at his movement from the corner of your eyes and a smile reaches your lips as you let Griefer cuddle you. Honestly, you needed it after this day. It was horrible but all this relaxing was making you think that maybe it was a bit worth it. Actually, thinking about the mosquitos swarms, it probably wasnt. You groan at the thought of those pests and quickly push it away from your mind.
Griefer wraps his arms around your waist after you are finished eating but not before grabbing the bowl from your hands and putting it away. Then he pulled you down inch by inch until you were laying down again with him turning you so he could spoon you. You grumbled a bit under your breath but made no move to get out of the position, letting the peaceful feeling wash over you, sleep quickly coming to take you.
CW: POORLY (like, very badly) written cunnilingus, penetration, creampie, AMAB Two time, AFAB reader with they/them pronouns, fingers in mouth, "spawn" instead of "god"
Before we dive in: Another request from ao3!! azure kinda resents 2time still.... i think that's all. okay
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
The feeling of a round starting wasn't really the best but at least you knew you were going against someone that had some pity for you! That's something, right? Yeah, it totally is. And even better, your other partner was in the round too! Double awesome.
You started the round by quickly moving from your starting place, pacing around in search of your partner, Two time. You werent really sure if your other partner Azure wouldn't try to chase you around this round. So you continued your mission, searching ever corner of the map. You passed by the bridges, avoiding the purple water beneath you.
You passed by some other survivors, greeting them and stopping them to ask if they had seen Two Time only to be answered no by all of them. You frowned at the answers you got but continued searching, not deterred from your objective. After a while you finally saw the spiky tail you knew so much.
Walking up the steps of the house, you turned around the corner, expecting to see Two time setting their ritual down or doing a generator only to see their chest to the ground and Azure with one foot on their back, keeping them on the ground. You stand there in shock for a moment and Azure's head turns to let him look at you.
Your body stills for a moment and a shiver runs down your spine at the feeling of being watched by the one killer you loved so much. Your eyes drift down to look at Two time, seeing how they tried to turn their head to look at what Azure was looking at only to be stopped by the inability to do what they wanted, their tail stilling it's movement.
"Heeyy.. What's happening?" Your eyes move back to Azure's when you speak but you can notice how Two time's tail starts moving again, wagging slowly after they heard your voice. You almost smile at that, only stopped by how Azure's gaze seems to be still locked on you, seeming dead serious. "This little prick won't stop trying to backstab me again and is just being an insufferable little thing in general."
The way they spoke told you how annoyed they already were with Two time and in a flash they were taking their foot off Two time's back and bending down to grab them by the shirt and lift them up. It seemed quite easy but you could still see how they has to still use a bit of their strength to pull them up.
 Azure turned them slowly both towards you and also let himself see how Two time covered his crotch area. You both stopped for a second, realization suddenly hitting you. "You fucking pervert." Azure hissed, quickly dropping Two time, letting them crawl to you at a concerning pace, grabbing at your clothes and helping theirselves up while you were still in shock.
"My dear, see how cruel he is? Teasing me and then just dropping me!" Two time whined in your ear, hands coming up to grip your arms a bit too tightly. "Little lamb... You can help me, right?" They purred, then letting you process the request while their hands started to wander a bit â not really going to inappropriate places but trying to get you to agree.
Azure growled and quickly stepped forward, reaching out to grab your waist to pull you towards him. "Quit touching them with your dirty hands. Spawn knows were they have been." Sure he would be lying if he said the implications of what Two time was requesting weren't also getting him quite aroused but he did not feel like sharing you with them â even if you were their partner.
Additionally, the whole interaction was also making you feel all tingly and you could feel your wetness everytime you squirmed a bit against them both. "Please, my dear, ignore all his negativity and let's take this to that generator right there." They almost pleaded, nuzzling your neck. "Alright, alright.."
You swear you saw their eyes shine a little brighter from the corner of your eye. Azure was taken a bit back from how quickly you had accepted but nodded a bit nonetheless, pulling you away from Two time roughly and walking to sit down on the generator with you on his lap. Two time followed happily, setting himself in front of you and sandwiching you between them.
"We won't disappoint you, lamb." They purred, once again nuzzling into your neck and licking it before they took an unexpected bite, making you yelp. You almost hadn't noticed how their hands drifted to grab the waistband of your pants, already pulling them down bit by bit while Azure just grabbed you by your hips, holding you up to allow Two time the freedom they needed to pull your pants and panties down.
Once they were both down and off, Two time licked their lips, eyes drifting to your lower lips. "So wet for us already. So delicious." They whisper, taking you from Azure's hold so he could undress from his own pants too. Azure allowed it grudgingly, quickly unzipping his own pants and taking the opportunity to pull his boxers along with them, letting his already hard cock slap against his stomach. "Give them back."
He held out his hand, expecting to have your hips back on his hands almost immediately after he ordered. Two time just tsked under their breath, slowly setting you back onto Azure's hands. "Won't you uhmm.. undress too, Timey?" You ask lowly, tilting your head. "Won't need to." They answered swiftly, eyes tracing your curves as they lowered theirselves, now face to face with your pussy.
You quickly understood what they were referring to and the only thing you could do was nod, looking down at them and distracting yourself with what they were about to do and not noticing the way Azure was lifting you until the head of his cock actually touched your pussy's hole. A moan escapes you as he grinds against your most sensitive place.
"Azure please.." You whine and Azure chuckles from behind you.
"Already? I didn't even get to tease. Fine, fine. You don't need to beg." He laughs and pushes into you, causing you to moan loudly while Two time moves to press their lips to your clit, snaking their tongue out to flick it gently.
"Spawn! Fuck." You bite your lip, trying to keep your moans to yourself so the others wouldn't suspect something was up and come see.
Hopefully they were just chilling in some corner of the map, happy the killer wasn't chasing after them. And hopefully they didn't know it was because the killer was currently fucking their partner in the middle of the round with the help of their other partner. Truly amazing. Okay, back to what was currently happening.
As Azure thrusted into you and Two time mouthed and kissed your bundle of nerves the only thing you could do was writhe and whine, getting even louder when Azure began to thrust with a rougher pace, aching to destroy your insides but acknowledging that you may not be able to take it while Two time pleasured you too. You opened your mouth and let your head fall back against Azure's shoulder.
Meanwhile, your hand came down to slip into Two time's hair, fingers scraping against their scalp, making them double down their efforts and causing you to grip their hair tighter, your thighs twitching, wanting to close around their head because of how overstimulated you were becoming. Both of them noticed your signs and with a shared grin they started becoming even rougher with you.
Two time's hands squeezed your inner thighs, trying to lick at other places of your pussy only to be blocked by Azure's girth. They groaned, still trying to slip their tongue somewhere. Maybe you could stretch a bit more to still welcome his tongue inside you while Azure fucked you. Hmm maybe not, that could be an idea for another time. This round was going to end sooner or later anyway.
With some final efforts, both you and Azure reached your climaxes with Two time following a bit after with some help of their own hands that palmed his erection through his pants. Azure bit your neck to hide his own moans away while having to slip his fingers into your mouth, trying to also keep you quiet. Sure, it caught you by surprise, but it worked! Two time was naturally quiet and more focused on licking your fluids and some of Azure's semen that leaked out.
Cleaning everything would be torturous but Two time was happy to help after Azure had pulled out. "You truly are a blessing. Sent from Spawn itself just for us. Thank you, Spawn." They stared in delight as semen drolled out of your used pussy and quickly got to work, flattening their tongue against your it before they slipped it in, sucking out bodily fluids greedily and swiling their tongue around your cunt to get even more while their hands snaked up to your hips, holding you still while you reached your second orgasm, still very sensitive from the other.
Azure watched impatiently, staring daggers at Two time who seemed to be having the most fun in the world while eating you out. He was a bit jealous, of course. Not only was Two Time getting to have all the fun but having to share you with someone that had betrayed him and could betray you was not an idea he was very keen of. But whatever, now he couldn't step away without losing you too. And he wasn't going to lose you.
Soon enough, you were all clean and so were the others. Well... Not Two time's clothes but they didn't really mind that part. You could barely finish getting dressed before you were teleported back, you and Two time receiving weird stares.
Oh. They probably thought you guys were already dead.
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i stand by the fact that maybe i should never be let in the kitchen again after all the shitty fanfics i've written. but oh well im gonna keep doing them
i love stretched images. i find them quite humourous, that's why they'll be my banners
CW: Mentions of blood and violence, killers being killers, hurt/comfort, fluff, stupid pet name, i cringed a bit at this so warning
Before we dive in: "giggles ok can i have a support!reader x (forsaken) elliot? mutual hurt/comfort + fluff where its like right after a really tough round so afterwards they just lowkey chillax and care for eachotherâŚ.. oh also established relationship !11!!1!1!1! thxxx in advance ภá¨ŕ¸ " was the request!! hc: okay you know that one elliot design where his hair is cheese or smth like that? yeah. yum đđ it melts when he's nervous or flustered. that's my hc.
(also i'm just now realizing i didnt do the mutual comfort.. ughtyhtjh)
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Your first round as a survivor! How great. You had just arrived at this realm and you had already met your boyfriend that had died before you in a fire that was caused by some exploiter. It didn't really take long for some green car to run you over when you were least expecting it. But even crossing the street can go wrong. So now here you were. Honestly, you were a bit scared. The way the others described what could happen to you frightened you and you hadn't even experienced anything yet! But knowing you were now back with your boyfriend did soothe you a little. You just hoped he would be in the next round with you.Â
And looks like luck was on your side today! Right after you had spawned near some ball pit, you saw the bright yellow hair. You swear you could spot it from a mile away! You smile, your feet already moving on their own to go greet your boyfriend. He turned when he heard your footsteps, an uneasy smile pulling at the corner of his lips. "Hey. Listen, we gotta be a bit quiet, okay? Can't let the killer find us before we even get to know what abilities you have." He reaches out and gently takes your hand, leading you towards the ball pit you had spawned near. You nod, letting him take you somewhere you could both hide until the killer found you. If it did.
He stopped and turned to you right after you had entered the ball pit, putting his hands on your shoulder before looking deep into your eyes. "Okay. So. You will kinda have to try to, uhm, do something, okay? Anything." He started, taking one hand off your shoulder to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly. "It was just kinda natural when it happened to me so I don't know how it will work for you. But let's try." Elliot tried to be positive, giving you another smile to which you responded by giving him one back. "Okay.." You whispered, closing your eyes tightly. All you wanted to do was make sure Elliot was safe. You don't think you would be able to see anything happen to him.
You just wanted to completely hide him from the killer.
You clenched your fists, thinking about it extra hard until your head ached. With a defeated sigh, you opened your eyes after nothing seemed to happen only for you to not to see your boyfriend in front of you, but you swear you could still feel his hand on your shoulder. With a gasp, your eyes widen and you turn you head quickly, searching for him. "Elli-!" You screamed for him before being cut off by something covering your mouth. "I'm here, I'm here!" You could feel your body relax slightly when you heard his voice but your brow raised, wondering where the hell it was coming from. "I think you turned me invisible for some seconds." Oh.
After a moment, Elliot started to appear in front of you again, wide eyes and a huge grin on his face. He took his hand away from your mouth, allowing you to speak without your voice being muffled again. "Darling, I think you might be a support. Like me!" He beamed, shaking you slightly with the hand he still had on your shoulder. "That's... good, right?" By his reaction to the new information, that would probably be right. Elliot thought about it for a moment and then nodded. "It has it's ups and downs."
You nod once before your mind started to wander, thinking about what else you would be able to do. You wanted it to be something super awesome and helpful. You wonder about it for some time, every possibility crossing your mind. You're quickly pulled out of your thoughts when Elliot gasps, making you regain focus on the round and look around for what made him react like that. There were... spikes on one side of the ball pit. What..? When you look at Elliot's face again, his expression was grim and he looked a bit panicked, body already turning to the other side of the ball pit before you could even realize what was happening. Relialization dawned upon you some moments after and panic started to crawl into your body too. Too suporters in a dangerous situation was not a good thing.
You whip your head towards the other side of the ball pit, legs already prepared to run. Then another figure stepped into view, the most noticeable features about them being the big, dark arm they carried. It looked more like a spike but it was connected to their body. Half of their body was pure black, actually. Even their face. And they carried a terrifying smile on their face. "Fuck." You hear Elliot say under his breath and you notice how his brows furrow and he moves to stand in front of you. The killer that you regonized as John Doe raises his blackened leg and stomps into the ground, making you flinch and step back. "We're stuck here." Elliot warns and in a second the bulky figure is coming towards you.
You swear it all happened so quickly. In a second you were just stiffly standing, frozen and not knowing what to do and in the other you were both being slashed by it's giant spike-like arm, a weird feeling spreading through you. And then Elliot was pushing you away, saying something you couldn't hear over the beating of your own heart in your ears. His name leaves you mouth again without you even thinking about it but you only see him throw.. a pizza at you? Before you can even register why he would throw that at you, another feeling envelops you. Warmth, almost like the sun hugging in a cold winter day. You felt a bit better for a moment.
You wanted to protect him too. Take his pain away like he did with you even if you didn't know how he did it. Adrenaline was pumping through your veins and tears were already starting to flow because of this whole situation but the pain that came after the warmth was worse. You didn't even know why the sudden pain hit you, but you could see the figure slashing Elliot across the chest again and... a weird green line connecting you to Elliot. He turns his head sharply to you when he realizes he felt no pain from the hit to see you hunching slightly instead. "No, no, no." His words were fast and stumbling over each other.
But before he could fully turn to run to you, John Doe had pierced his chest brutally, making him shriek and reach out to claw at the spike, trying to get it out. All he wanted was to make sure you were healed and safe, that you wouln't have to deal with the same thing he was dealing it, but he couldn't do anything but gasp and choke on his own saliva, feeling the taste of blood on his mouth. You stood frozen, nose burning and eyes full of tears as you watched your lover get pierced by this ruthless creature. Your knees felt weak and it didn't take long for them to give out, sending you down to the ground where all you could do was sniff and wail, ready to meet the same destiny.
You didn't even notice the spikes behind you disappear, giving you the chance to run. Not like you could do that anyway. Your body shakes as you mourn the lifeless body of Elliot being roughly and carelessly dropped onto the balls. You look up at the killer nearing you, clenching your fists at the sight of the one who had murdered the one person you knew and loved so easily. His smile didn't change a bit while he did all this, and you didn't expect it to change, he didn't even look fully able to know what he was doing. But maybe he did. He didn't wait a second before raising his arm, bringing it down to push it into your skull, impaling you in it like a chicken on a skewer. Your death was quick and everything faded to black.
You sit up with a gasp, eyes and nose burning from before but now even more tears flowed from your eyes. Your hands quickly came up to your face and head, checking if you weren't torn in two. You feel more hands on you some moments after, making you flinch violently, scrambling back and away from whoever was trying to touch you, only to realize it was Elliot. His face held a worried expression but one that also understood your reaction. He had probably been in the same place as you once. Sobbing, you crawl back towards him, basically throwing yourself at him and wrapping him in a crushing hug, fingers grasping his clothes and nails digging into his back.
"I'm here. We're fine now." Elliot whispered into your ear, just making you grasp onto him even tighter if that was even possible. "That was horrible! Why would we have to experience that." Bawling into his shoulder, you silently promise to always try to protect and heal him the best you could. "I know, babe. But at least we discovered your abilities, right..?" He tries, earning a glare from you as you lift your head up. He shrinks back a bit with a 'Sorry.', watching you take your hand from his back to wipe your eyes and nose, not caring about your sleeve becoming damp.
"Let's just go to my room, yeah? We can rest and unwind from this hellish round there." You nod slightly after he finishes speaking and as he starts getting up, you reach for his sleeve, tugging to catch his attention. "..Can you.. uhm.. carry me there? I don't think my legs want to collaborate with me yet." You ask, looking away from him before you feel a hand on your back and his arm slipping beneath you to hook under your knees. You know you did ask for it but it doesn't stop a gasp from escaping.
You're quickly taken up the stairs to his room, surprised by how easily he can just grab you. But you kinda understand it. He had to carry a good amount of things around and boxes of pizzas from place to place, so it makes sense. He does struggle a bit to open the door though as both of his hands are in use, so you reach out yourself and push the handle down, allowing him to lightly kick the door so it would open. "Thanks." He murmurs, giving you a small kiss on the forehead before dropping you onto his bed.
You're still sniffing while you make yourself comfortable on his bed, shaken from the memories of the round but trying to forget them the best you could. It's okay now. You're both safe and no one can get you. No one is coming to get you. Just you and your lover. You take deep breaths, closing your eyes for a moment while you feel the bed shift with Elliot kneeling on it, moving to lay himself next to you. He pulls you close, wrapping his arm around you, his hand resting on your back. The other hand pets your hair calmly. "It's okay now. I'm here to care for you." More kisses are laid across your face, on your cheeks, the tip of your nose and the corner of your mouth.
It does calm you again but the images of him being pierced in his chest flash again and make you flinch slightly to yourself. The movement causes him to hold you a bit more, his fingers now running through your hair and massaging your scalp. "What's going through that brain of yours? Tell me. I want to make it all better." His words are soft, warm. Just like that feeling when he threw the pizza at you. Just before.. No, no. You shake your head, trying to get rid of the thoughts that invaded your mind.
"It's just that.. the scene won't stop playing in my head. The way it happened so fast, the way I couldn't do anything to help you. To stop the killer from killing you." A sigh escapes you and you look up at his face, an expression of pure understanding and empathy meeting your worried and regretful one.
"Look, things like that happen to all of us. The first time that happened to me I froze too. There's nothing wrong with that. It's just good we're back at the cabin, safe."
You continue to look up, admiring how he could just see the positive parts of situations like this one. That's one thing you really admired about him.
You chuckle lowly, smiling and hugging him. You nuzzle into his chest, murmuring out little 'I love you's that he couldn't hear quite well.
He could still make out what you meant after, though. And the words made a smile of his own crawl onto his features. "I love you too, my little pizza slice." Elliot purrs, grinning down at you. The name made you tilt your head a bit up and snort.
"That's so corny." You giggle.
"You love when I'm corny." He responds quickly and wiggles his brows, causing more giggles to be pulled from you. The situation seemed to already be forgotten.
You both continued to snuggle in his bed, making jokes and lighting up the mood even after the round ended and the others appeared back at the cabin, wondering where both of you went before shrugging it off, leaving you two alone to do whatever you were both doing.
"I will be the one to eliminate you." 1x1x1x1's NSFW Alphabet
CW: NSFW, Bloodplay, Knifeplay, marking and biting. Might be OOC?
Before we dive in: amab 1x1x1x1 but i use any and all pronouns i can imagine for her
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NSFW UNDER THE CUT
A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
They don't really know what aftercare is until you show her how to do it. I mean, you're probably his first partner and first time so it's not their fault. Kinda. Even after learning what aftercare is, they are awkward and still a bit rude to you after sex. They try their maximum to be less rude, getting up to get a damp towel for you and getting you some water even if they grumble through all their actions. He does care, just doesn't know how to show it.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
Her favorite body part(s) is her arms, since she uses them to carry her swords and slash through Shedletsky. So save to say it's one of their favorite body parts. His torso is also included. 1x1x1x1 has caught you staring at it multiple times and they started liking it a bit more after some time, also when you poke it and try to put your hand inside it to see if it's like jelly or if you can't penetrate it at all it kinda tingles and makes them shiver so you could say it is pretty sensitive for them.
His favorite parts of your body is your hips and thighs. They just can't choose one. She does deny that he has a favorite part on you at all but you have already noticed many times how their hands linger on your hips and how they squeeze your thighs the most. It's not uncommon for them to leave bruises or marks of their nails on your hips and thighs.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Their cum is a somewhat transparent glowy green. It's another thing they like about themselves. If they cum outside, a little green glow stays on your skin after she cleans you up but it disappears after some seconds. If they cum inside then it glows faintly through your skin, for a bit more than just a few seconds. They find it arousing and it can easily make them grin a bit.
They prefer to come inside or on your tummy to avoid too many messes. It is also satisfactory for them to see how it glows through you and how you react to the warmth.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Sometimes pokes her hand into her torso and plays around with it just to get theirselves aroused when no one else is around. Or when she thinks no one else is around. He would never admit it but has done it during a round. One survivor found unusual how the killer hadn't shown herself and went to search for them, no matter how dumb it was to do something like that. Safe to say they didn't like what they saw when they found 1x1x1x1.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
Little to no experience at all. They didn't have any partners before you, and they don't even know how they managed to pull you. Or how you managed to be attracted to him. The literal manifestation of Hatred. So no, they don't really know what she is doing so you need to take charge at times â even if they dont really like to be the sub.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Prefers positions where you can't see her face. It's too embarassing for her if you actually see how his face contorts with pleasure â how his mouths hangs open at times to catch his breaths, how he tries to hold himself back from just biting down on your neck and shoulders.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?)
1x1x1x1 is very serious naturally. Not one snicker or joke from them during sex. Aside from that they're quite silent too, biting her own lips to shut herself sometimes. Some complaints here and there, but they arent really humorous during it.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they?)
I don't really see 1x1x1x1 having natural hair, so they don't really need to shave anywhere. Her skin is suprisingly smooth.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Like with aftercare, they are awkward with general affection and intimacy but even if they try not to show it they do care. They will kiss you and bite your neck â while mumbling curses.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
They don't jack off a lot since they don't really feel like they need to, only when they are really pissed off to release some stress or when you aren't around and they dont have any other options.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
They have a biting kink. She likes to bite your neck with her sharp teeth until you are bleeding and have marks all over it as long as you consent beforehand. So blood play too. It arouses them to see you all marked up, knowing it was them that made those marks.
Knife/sword play is included in their kinks, but once again, they will only engage in it if you consent to it, since they know it may be a bit too much for you.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Somewhere when no one will see you two. Bedroom, bathroom, during a round in a place that she deems hidden enough, anywhere where she thinks no one will catch you. He hates the thought of someone that isn't them seeing you like that, so vulnerable. Also hates the thought of someone seeing them in such an embarassing situation.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
When you ragebait them. Ragebait works really well on them, almost anything can make them angry. If you stun them during a round, act like a brat or irritate them on purpose you better pray they feel merciful enough to not destroy your ability to walk.
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
1x1x1x1 doesn't find many things weird but watersports and things like that are something they would not do. He says it makes too much of a mess and it is a pain to clean.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Prefers receiving. Like I said in the experience part, they have little to none so they won't really know what to do if you ask them to perform down there with their mouth.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
1x1x1x1's pace is fast and rough with almost no mercy for your hole. If you let them, they will just go in with no prep at all.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Doesn't like them. Even if they dont like intimacy that much, in their opinion, it has to be something with meaning, not just some thing done quickly. So unless they are really desperate â which isn't really usual â they won't do quickies.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Unless what you want is downright weird or exposes them and you, they are somewhat open to experimenting.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
They last for a long time. I mean like hours. They take long to actually be near reaching their climax so most times you are already overstimulated and have already came some times before they even cum the first time. Can go many rounds and doesn't get tired easily, does not mind if your brain is just mush and you aren't really able to speak by the end of it. Will gladly just use your body until they are satisfied. Most times doesn't have the patience for more than 2 rounds, though.
Toys =Â (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
They don't have toys and aren't keen on having them. Thinks he can pleasure you himself with her own hands and cock so they don't need anything more to please you. However, does not have anything against you using a strap-on if you don't have a dick, though it is rare for them to bottom. Like. Really rare.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
They tease and degrade you if you were being a brat before or if you were ragebaiting them, telling you how you're such a slut for letting them put you in your place. Outside of those conditions, they don't really produce much noise during sex.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Not very loud, as to not attract many attention and to not display weakness (Yes, they think being too loud is a weakness because it shows just how it is affecting them. Won't be loud unless they really start to be comfortable with you.)
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
They actually care a lot about consent. Might not seem like it, but if you don't agree to something or take too long to decide if you want it or not, they lose interest immediately and try to do something else so it isn't awkward after.
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
Okay hear me out.... They can "choose" the size their cock is. Normally just settles for 5 inches but he can change it. It's also green and transparent like their torso so you can see the cum 'flow'. (idk how to describe it just stay with me here....)
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Not high. They barely have a sex drive after so many years of being alone and not needing it. So he won't really start something unless you do.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
They normally just leave after cleaning you unless you really ask them to stay with you in bed, even so, they will be reluctant and will only agree if they are comfortable with you and if you have already done it a good amount of times. If not, they will just refuse and go to their own room. If they do stay, she takes a good amount of time before she falls asleep and she never sleeps with her back turned to you. A lot of trust issues happening with him. For some reason.
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i got lazy during this so it's a bit shitty
my first post here!!!!! yayaayayayyaydawsdtagefnyewh hoping the algorythm treats this well
