#ame x reader

[rekino2114]

Hi may I request am ame x male reader story.

Where reader finds ame having one of her breakdowns so he sits with her, rubs her back, helps her calm down and after she calms down he brings her a blanket, snacks and cuddles her while they watch some of her favorite anime.

Comforting ame-chan during a breakdown

Pairing:ame-chan x male reader

A/n:i'm pretty sure i'm not even halfway through the game and yet I already feel the need to give ame love. Thank you for requesting this and I hope you enjoy

You were already headed to Ame's house with snacks and some of her emotional support plushies as you always did when she ended a stream. You knew that after playing that bubbly and cute persona and dealing with other online people and messages for so long she needed to recharge her energy and to eventually comfort her from any hate she might have received during the stream or in general.

Ever since ame first told you she wanted to start streaming and become the most popular streamer ever you were always skeptical of this choice, you didn't know if such a big exposure to the internet would be good for her, with her mental illnesses and everything else. But you also knew that she always wanted to be popular, that was her dream even before you met and in the end you thought that as long as you would be there to help her both as her boyfriend and assistant,it could be an opportunity for her to be happy and that's all you ever wanted for her.

You were already a bit on edge because ame hadn't answered any of your texts messages which was very unusual considering how much she texted you. But that worry only increased when you knocked on the door and she didn't answer, you texted her again and tried to call her but still nothing. You tried your best to calm down and opened the door with the key to her house she gave you.

"Ame is everything ok?"

The only thing that answered you were sounds of heavy breathing and coughs coming from the other room so you went there as fast as you could.

When you went there you saw ame sitting down in front of her turned off streaming equipment. Her eyes were glued to her channel page, her hands wrapped around her neck, the more she looked at the screen her nails long fake nails dug deeper into the skin of her neck. Her OMGkawaiiAngel-chan wig was discarded on the ground next to an open bottle of pills but she hadn't bothered to change out of the outfit, she was breathing heavily and coughing a lot, some blood came out of her mouth too

"Ame!"

The girl turned towards you

"Y/n...."

You came up to her and grabbed her arms, slowly taking them off her neck, thankfully she let you and you started rubbing her face and caressing her cheeks as she started crying

"Y-y/n....ah....f-fuck"

You hugged her and started rubbing her back while she kept crying in your chest, she didn't sob loudly but she sniffled, you stayed like this for a while until you saw she stopped crying

"Are you feeling better ame?"

She nodded and you kept hugging her and tried to carry her to the couch, you gave her a plushie and she hugged it tightly while you went to the kitchen to make some tea

When you came back with the two cups you saw she was looking at her phone, she was on her channel page constantly refreshing the feed to see if her follower count changed. You gently grabbed her phone and looked at her in her visible eye

"I think you need to stay away from internet for the rest of the day ok?"

Her gaze switched between her phone and your eyes until she let you take it

"I brought your favorite sweets and we can watch that new anime you wanted to check out, alright?"

Ame curved her lips upwards and that small smile warmed your earth, you just wanted to protect that smile as much as you could.

"Yes thank you"

You gave her her cup of tea, turned on the TV and sat down on the couch next to her, to your happiness she leaned her head on your shoulder. You two stayed in silence for a bit, watching the screen until ame finally started speaking again

"......one day....i'll become really popular right?"

"Ame?"

"No, we will. we'll become rich and famous, together, and we'll laugh at all those shitheads who laughed at us and pushed us around in school, we'll eat nice food and live in a huge mansion and everyone will want to be like us"

"....is that what you really want?"

She looked at you and you could see in her previously red eye a sliver of hope and determination

"Yes, it is, it's what will give me purpose"

You looked down at her and couldn't help but hug her again

"If that's what you really want then I will support you the whole way. But please promise me to always put your happiness first, I just want to see you happy and if you ever feel like this path isn't the one that will make you happy then tell me"

She nodded but she seemed more interested in the first part of the sentence

"..you'll really help me the whole time?"

"Of course, both in your career and your personal life, i will always help you with whatever you need"

"...so you'll never leave me?

"Hm?"

"Please don't leave me y/n i love you so much, i love you more than anything, i don't think i could live without you...please never leave me alone"

You took a deep breath and hugged her tighter

"I will never leave you ame, I love you too"

".....then i'm happy, as long as i'm with you i'm happy, i don't care about anything else"

".....thank you...you make me happy too...and one day i'm sure we'll achieve your dream and we'll live together happy and famous"

Ame smiled again and that made you happy too

"But for now let's not focus on that ok? Let's just watch the episode and relax for today"

You two broke the embrace but kept holding each other's hand as you turned your heads towards the tv. You kissed ame's cheek and so she leaned further into your shoulder, still smiling and inhaling you scent

[lynearr]

Bedroom Murder

Synopsis: Murder in the neighborhood.

Tags: Knife play, cnc, no graphic depictions of murder, rough foreplay, glove fetish

A/N: I had homework done before this and I began spouting nonsense, bear with me. Creative writing, they say. This was requested by a friend.

WC: 1.4k

“Another body was discovered in the bedroom of the Watanabe residence. Many speculate that this monthly killer takes an interest in bedroom murders.”

You were busy scrolling through your phone until you heard the news — another newsflash about the so-called ‘bedroom killer’.

“It’s kind of weird how they only kill people in their bedrooms…” you mumbled. This murderer was all over the town, and to think that you could be next.

“This makes me not want to sleep in my bedroom.” You added. Alfred enters the living room, a charcuterie board in hand.

“You know those things are supposed to be healthy?” You glimpsed at the board and expected at least a few fruits — but only hamburgers were seen.

“Who’s gonna stop me? No one.” He placed the board on the coffee table.

“And stop judgin’ the killer, everyone has their preferences.”

“So they’d basically take people to their bedrooms before killing them?”

“Maybe?”

“That’s weird.”

“There’s no point in convincing you.” Alfred was going to stay the night — as he usually does. You found college a lot more difficult, since the life you led during high school was laidback.

“Why are you so on this anyway?” You slightly lifted your head from the armrest. Alfred maintained his composure — but from the look in his eyes? He didn’t seem all that reposed. Now that you look at it, Alfred has a quite vindictive demeanor.

“I’m saying that the killer is also a human.”

“Not so humane of them to murder someone every month.”

“Let’s just hope we don’t get murdered, yeah?”

“You guys can do the dishes, all right?” You heard your roommate’s voice echo from across the room.

“Who the hell is that?”

“My roommate. He’s annoying as hell.”

The clock began ticking. Every minute you stared at the screen, it felt like the world was distorting — walls were looking melted, and your hands felt all flimsy. You averted your gaze at the other side of the room — no one was there.

“Ame?”

Slowly standing from your seat, you observed your surroundings — only the light down the hall was turned on, the light to the bedrooms.

“Fuck this…”

You were already preparing yourself for what could happen. You headed for the nearest exit. With every fucking creak — you were holding on for your dear life.

Until you heard the door open to reveal a tall, black figure leaning by the doorway.

“Oh—“ You ran for your fucking life, opening the door as fast as you could with the adrenaline rush through your veins — body heating up with every second you held your breath.

Yes, you were too slow. You felt cold gloves touch your wrist. Then, a knife was up against your throat.

“Let me go…” You attempted to gently make your way out of the predicament — but you knew you couldn’t just gentle-parent a fucking murderer.

“Are you forgettin’ already?”

Please just fucking let me go…

“You’re coming with me.” The masked man — who presumably bought his costume from a cheap store downtown — carried you on his back and brought you to…

“Of course, the bedroom.” He plopped you down ever so gently.

“Ow! Fuck you!”

“You’re setting yourself up for murder.”

“Like you had any other intentions with me?”

“What if I did?”

You kicked his stomach, and attempted to escape from his wrath — using all the strength you had to exit the bedroom. Albeit, you were fairly certain you had no chance of leaving. It was no use.

“Where the fuck is… did you already kill both of them?”

“What?”

“I didn’t know Ame was that weak.”

“You seriously don’t care about your other roommate?”

“No? Fuck him.”

“The other one escaped.”

“And left me? What a coward.”

“He’s no coward!”

“What?”

“What?” He grabbed both your hands and pinned you against the wall. You were now facing the masked killer.

“How’d you like that?” He gently wounded your throat with the knife he used to murder your roommate. How come you didn’t hear any screams?

“Do you take all your victims to their bedrooms to harass them like this?”

“Mhm… are you jealous?” He lightly grazed his knife on your cheek — letting the blood fall and trickle down your throat.

“That stings…”

The cold sting of the knife hit your skin as blood continued to flow from the wound on your cheek. Everything around you began spinning — like the man upon you spun you around with just a slight graze of a blade.

You felt yourself falling to the ground, lifting your head to, once again, face the masked man that caused your casualties and troubles. The light from outside the door shone through the thin fabric of his costume — allowing you to visualize what he would look like with his black cloak.

“I’m not done with you.”

He picked you up effortlessly like last time. This time, you found yourself laying on the bed like a corpse. He kissed the wound on your cheek — sucking on the blood till you swore nothing was left.

“You’re so fucking perverse. Look at that…” He stripped off your underwear and tossed them on the headboard — it hung there like the heads he’d display from previously decapitated.

You were drenched from the sensation of his cold knife. He made sure you knew how wet you were. He rubbed the surface of the blade on your clit — lubricating the knife with your pussy.

“Are you going to cover my knife with cum instead?”

He inserted two fingers into your wet cunt. Every plump was as sharp as a knife — the wet blades being caressed onto your skin as he made sure you felt every inch of his fingers — gloves still intact.

“Acting all feisty when you’re all horny like this?” He inserted another finger — making sure he spread your folds so you could handle his cock.

“Fuck…”

“Mhnn…” You felt every thrust of his fingers pump in and out — each and every one building up to your orgasm. Before your release, you pulled the mask away to reveal his identity.

“Ame!?”

“Why would you do that? That’s so unfair…” He pinned both your wrists down and tied them with the handkerchief on the desk.

“Why—“

“Stay still.” Alfred unbuckled his pants and covered your lower half with the fabric of his cloak. Without hesitation, you felt your pussy suck his cock like starvation got the best of it.

“Come on, you can take it.” Every vein on his cock, you swore you felt. It was like the blades from every knife he used to slice the heads of his victims had transformed into tiny pieces that infiltrated his semen. That was one way to describe pleasure.

Alfred took the hem of your shirt and shoved it into your mouth. Not only was blood flowing — tears began to pour out as well.

“Mhnn…” He whimpered into your ear. Your moans filled the room and echoed through the hallway — the same place you failed to hear screams from your roommate.

“Fuck— no… s— stop…!”

“No,” Alfred hummed as he spread your legs as wide as he could. He sloppily thrusts in and out of you like you caused this whole ruckus and a man to rut. Alfred’s cock pumps into you as he continued to hit rock bottom — your cervix.

“I— it hurts!”

You instinctively wrapped your tied hands around his neck as you hung around. He watched as your hair swayed while he fucked you as hard as he stabbed his previous victims.

He pulled you into a kiss — the demolishing kind. You felt corrupted in Alfred’s embrace. Not only were you in the arms of a murderer — the scenario went further into your imaginations.

“A— Ame…” All you could give were sloppy remarks as Alfred’s thrusts turned into something meaner. Kisses were merely weak pecks followed by haphazard force. A devastating moment had been transformed into quintessential pleasure and horror.

“S— shit… fuck you…”

“Why are you always cursin’ me…” Alfred pulled you away from him and covered your mouth with his hand.

“Come f’me, yeah?” Alfred caressed your thighs, grazing his cold, wet gloves against your skin — being covered in cum and blood at once.

“Are you near?” He continued to pumped his cock in you as he quickened the pace. His cum washed your insides like the adrenaline that rushed through your veins the moment you came in contact with him.

Alfred slowly pulled out, he watched as cum spilled from your cunt. He stared at you as you acted like a lifeless body — fucked to death.

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[ribbonangelx]

💌 Fandom:: Needy streamer overdose !!

Tags: Fluff, comfort, suggestive, flirty ♡

Trigger warnings: Self depreciating, Sh jokes, su1cide jokes, drVg use mentions, insecurity, Toxic?

🪽 "My love, My life. I don't know what I'd do without you,"

{ Taking care of Ame after a stressful stream, ~ ♡

˚₊‧꒰ა . ——— ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ ——— ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

~ The messy apartment you and Ame called home, was always a mess despite your attempts to clean up. Which is what you are doing now. Picking up the small things, Cleaning dishes and stuff. You heard the familiar click of the stream ending and sigh. You knew how your dear girlfriend was after streams.

"Darling!" You'd call out, Ame just blinked. "Mmh." she gave a mumbled reply, as she walked out into the living room where you were. Her dark eyes, like a dulled-down storm stared at you. "Can you stop your cleaning and help me?" She tilted her head. Getting in and out of the kAngel look was tedious, but you knew your girlfriend was afraid of people knowing who she really was.

"Of course." You gave a smile and nod, getting up from folding the laundry. Ame gave a small, Pleased smile. "Thanks, i knew you loved me." A sigh, almost of relief left her lips. "Of course i do," you assured. Ame often doubted things and felt you didn't love her, or she didn't deserve your love.. it broke your heart, and so you always made sure to assure her that you love her despite the scars and drug use.

After you helped her out of the costume, her usual black hair tied onto messy pigtails was down. You couldn't help but admire it as she sat on the couch next to you. Her head in her phone as she read comments and what her fans were saying. She gave an amused grin. "Damn, fucking Gooners." She said, showing you a message on her phone. She had this creepy fan, always asking her to show her tits, which stressed her out. You felt your heart drop.

Fuck, what a damn creep. "He makes me wanna cut myself," Ame scoffed. "Darling." Your voice got more serious. "Dont." You said. "Just ignore it." You told her, Ame gave a nod. "I know darling, don't worry!" She gave a smile. "I'd only show my tits like that to you~" She grinned suggestively. "Hey now," you raised a brow, a blush raising to your cheeks, heating them up.

Ame brought her chapped lips up to yours, giving you a kiss. "Come on.." she pouted. You know it really relaxed her, but she always got addicted quick. You were hesitant, but looking into her pretty dark eyes, and her body tense with stress you couldn't help but give in.

"Let's head to the bedroom," You grab her hand, Ame gripped it tightly as if you'd disappear.. You stroked her hair as she sat down, And before you knew.. she kissed your neck.

"Take care of me,.."