NEED THAT x3
Yall just donât get it- please please please please please please JUST ONE SHOT PLEASSSSE
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NEED THAT x3
Yall just donât get it- please please please please please please JUST ONE SHOT PLEASSSSE

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Yall are not nearly rabid enough for this man- I need people to match my frEAK PLEASE
NEED THAT x2
AHHHHHH, Iâm going to chew through a piece of drywall at this point- Iâm going insane
â Please reblog!!!!!!!!!!!!
â Fem!reader x Laiys
â Warning: Crazy!Toxic!laiys,horror lowkey
â Warning: this is how I interpreted the song it does get kind of creepy yâall
â First fanfic kind of scared, Idk how to write ngl iâma try my best tho, I was low-key just listening to the song and thought that it will make a good fanfic please let me know if yâall enjoy it or not cause if yâall donât ngl I might not keep writing đ€·đœââïž
â Context: you and Laiys had began a relationship in the beginning of the year, as the year and the relationship, went on he had began to become incredibly overprotective watching your location, calling you then getting mad when you didnât pick up, coming to your apartment without notifying you, not allowing you to go out with your friends and get sad/mad when u did, along with other things causing you to end the relationship, he wasnât happy with that. This is taking place a year laterđ
â Laiys pov
Sitting in bed scrolling through Instagram on his burner account to see if you have posted anything, he had heard murmurous about you and youâre new âboyfriendâ . He felt sick to his stomach knowing that you were laid up with another guy, he then went to the search bar to type in your name. A few moments later, he clicks on your story to see u w/ some guy, HIS GIRL W/ SOME RANDOM. He felt some sense of betrayal, you looked so joyous w/ another man that wasnât him how dare you, you know exactly how he feels about you and yet youâre with another man. Heâs felt this much anger but it wasnât only directed at you. Majority of that anger was towards him, he needed that new guy out the picture and fast heâs fucking up the likely hood of been in youâre future, âyouâre new the ship is an as developed as you and mineâ he thought ïżŒ
â LATER THAT DAY
Instead of sitting around and soaking, Laiys decides to go to the main house and talk to Ron or someone he needed to see if he was crazy or not (he is đđźâđš). He walks into the living room to see silky, Lacy and Ron sitting around, he goes to sit next to Ron on the couch and starting a conversation âcan I ask yall something?â He asked, they all turned him in grouped confusion âsureâ say silky âdonât you think itâs a little weird that y/n has a new boyfriend already even though we broke up like two months ago like I mean, come on you were just with me now youâre with another man I was looking at the picture. He looks a little like me, but of course I was better than him. Itâs like sheâs still in love with me or somethingâ he rambles on as everyone looks at him w/ a weirded out look, giving Ron the opportunity to crake a joke âdude u neeed to get check out or something itâs like u going crazy over her man itâs been 2 months you gotta get over itâ says in a joking but serious manner, causing all the guys to start laughing Laiys forcing himself to laugh along, but all he could think of is the fact that he canât have you all to himself, he wants u all to himself youâre his and his only. He canât fathom the fact that you wonât be in his life anymore he doesnât wanna lose you more than he already has.
â THAT NIGHT
Laying in bed still thinking of you, thinking of your body, your eyes, your hair, your smell. He starts to hallucinate some sort of way hearing your voice say âPlease donât leave me Laiys I still love you he means nothing to meâ he shoots up out of bed he has to do something about this, heâs not losing you to some random he refuses to not in this lifetime. He runs to his car, hopping in and speeding off to your apartment he needs to deal with this, He needs to talk to you. While speeding to your apartment check his glove compartment box to see if he still had his switchblade. He hurries and park right outside the building while opening the glove compartment box, he grabs the switchblade slamming both his glove compartment box and car door closed, speeding to the apartment front entrance to enter the code, he still remembered it was youâre cat birthday. You never changed it. You loved her too much too. After entering the apartment, he enters the elevator pushing your floor, the seventh floor. Getting off the elevator hurrying to your door, you have have little plant on either side of youâre door two fake rose that he had gotten you, he then lift the right one up exposing your extra key you often forgotten youâre keys places, especially over his home so he knew where to find the spare one.ïżŒ
â Youâre pov
You were sitting on your couch watching a movie. Over the past couple of days you had noticed a weird account watching your page. You didnât really think much of it even though they didnât follow anyone not even you, it creeped you out a little bit, but you didnât give it that much of a thought you shouldâve. While sitting on the couch you got a weird feeling in youâre gut some sort of ringing in youâre right asking you to look over at the door, even five seconds later, you hear a key into the lock youâve never felt fear like you felt in that very moment, you were home alone you were comfortable enough. Itâs youâre new boyfriend to tell him where your key was let alone youâre code who was at youâre door. A couple seconds later, which had felt like forever he finally opened your door âDYLAN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!?â âShhh y/n you know you want me too be here why are you being like this?â He states while walking in and closing the door. â Dylan I have no idea what youâre talking about I have a new boyfriend I donât love you anymore pleaseâ you cry âDONâT SAY THAT YOU DONâT KNOW WHAT YOU LOVE b-baby please donât cry please shh shhâ he walks over to you, youâre balled up in the corner of the couch placing both of his hand on youâre wiping youâre tears an placing a kiss where they once laid â I can make him leave, leave us aloneâ reaching in his pocket to pull out his switchblade âomg please Dylan I beg you please donât hurt meâ you cry out â what no this-.. this isnât for you I wonât hurt y/n i love uâ he looks down at the blade âpick one me or himâ you attempt to think fast on youâre feet âl love you bothâ his face drops and his eyes darken â THATS NOT HOW THIS IS GOING TO WORK, YOU PICK ONE OF US OR I K!LL HIM THIS IS NOT A JOKEâ âNOOOO..please I pick youâ as you scream and cry it seems the he gets a glimpse of himself in the mirror he looked crazed full of fear as well but all he felt was jealousy, he doesnât wanna admit that heâs jealous of your new âboyfriendâ he wanted him gone âbaby lookâ he throws his blade across the room âI have a plan you can just leave him and marry meâ he makes his way to the floor on his knees, hands on yours almost begging like w/ no shame behind his eyes âwe can pack up and leave maybe even take out youâre new âboyfriendâ I just wannabe w/ you my loveâ all you can do is look at him w/ wide eyes and tears running down youâre face.
â Kind of short, but it took me three hours I was going back-and-forth between lyrics and writing. I feel like I did kind of good, but please leave like some type of review. Iâm so tired right now
â Also ended it abruptly because the song kinda does and abruptly so yeah, ïżŒïżŒïżŒ
â This is not proof read if thereâs any spelling mistakes let me know ïżŒ
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Pairing: Adapt x Y/N f!readerÂ
Synopsis: Y/N finally gets Alex alone while everyone is at the frat party.Â
Song:
Words count: 2,126
Warnings: 18+ content, NO MINORS ALLOWED, swearing, oral (f!reader) fingering, dry humping, making out, talking him through it.Â
NOTE: Like I said in my last post, this is the first time I'm writing stuff like this in over 10 years. A bitch is rusty lol I'm not taking request for anything because that's not what this page is. I hope y'all understand that. This was just something sitting in my brain, and I had to get it out. I'm thinking about writing another one for Adapt, but that's it until otherwise. Thanks for reading!Â
I've been enjoying my time at Streamer University, but I've also enjoyed getting to know Alex. We met on day one, exchanged numbers and have been talking ever since. Things got flirty with us fast. It reminded me of my time back in college. We would sometimes eat together in the cafe with Ron and others, but it was hard for us to be alone with everyone streaming all over campus. The last thing I need is for us to be clipped in someone's stream. Tonight is the frat party, so I hit Alex up to ask him about it.Â
y/n: questionÂ
alex: yeah whats up?Â
y/n: you going to the frat party tonight?Â
alex: nah, im just gonna chill in the room. shit is probably gonna pop off thoughÂ
y/n: well since you're not going, wanna chill with me tonight?Â
alex: and do what exactly? đÂ
y/n: you gotta come over and find out babe đ Â
Alex: lol aight then. i'll see you tonight thenÂ
y/n: cant wait đÂ
I've had this fanfic in my head that I wanna post but I'm nervous as hell since I haven't written this stuff in well over a decade lol I'm scared people won't like it. Should I say fuck it and post it?