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BLIND IDOL WORSHIP.

Summary:

Reeeh 1x stuffs

ik I said last post was like last, but one more to go waiter!!!

Uh

Sorry if I don't write the smut, I'm insecure ab how I write it lokey :')

1X HAS A FEW HEADCANNONS, AND I WILL PUT HOW HE LOOKS ON A SEPARATE CHAPTER!!! (AKA FIRST CHAPTER, YOM, ALSO MIGHT FINISH WORKING ON MY PARTYBEETLE FANFIC.)

Also messing wit my writing style, so sorry if it doesn't look like the regular text I use 3

Chapter 1: INFO AS PROMISED.

Chapter Text

[BETRAYED 1X HEADCANNONS N STUFF]

- Dreadhead (White dreads wit black and green jewelry)

- 7-8 feet tall, hubba hubba..

- Avian !! (Being related to Shedletsky, which HC for him to Be Avian too !

- Can be rough, but a gentle giant, adoring his LADIES (and folks)

- Wears traditional ancient Roman robes, and clothing.

- GULP. LATCH.

- His ribcage is a bit sensitive, so he doesn't really enjoy being rubbed on his torso

- Enjoys the smell of bakeries, so yom yom

- Keeps his dreads in a ponytail!

- Has zippers going down his arms, and under his chest.

- Zips his mouth when he has enough of yapping

- Sharp teeth under his zipper mouth thingy !

Chapter 2: REAL DEAL!!!!

Summary:

Uhm

Plot is jst you convincing 1x not to unalive ya so you jst let him clap you somewhere else

(Most of the time while writing this, I'm half asleep, so I apologize if it sucks)

Chapter Text

Reader was hiding with a few huffs.

"Oh.. God.."

They said with fear, slouching into a corner. The killer was 1x, and my GOODNESS he was terrifying.

7-9 feet tall, hatred pumping through his veins..

Just.

HIM

was terrifying!

And now he was chasing after them, thirsty for blood. Or kinda? More driven to kill than for blood!

Eh..

Now looking too deep into the situation.

With all that pondering, 1x caught up to the reader, sword up to stab through their skull.

He towered them, grumbling. He chuckled as the reader's face contoured in fear, knowing there was basically no other place to run out of the situation and out of his gaze.

"W-ait!"

Their voice cracked.

"What if I can.. do a deal with you, 1x? Like, uhm.."

The reader pondered again, 1x squinting at the reader. He had a idea for the deal, but he wanted to see the offer they were willing to give up.

"Whatever you like! Just, don't kill me, okay?"

They said in a quick, panicked tone.

"Whatever I like, huh?"

1x repeated, smirking. He put his swords right up, giving the reader a hand to stand up.

"Are you sure..? I could just.."

1x grabbed their wrist, trying to scare them.

"KILL Ya!"

Definitely did the job, as the only thing they did was nod quickly.

 "Good."

1x hummed, grabbing up Reader. Seemed he didn't care about the rest of the survivors, and instead took them somewhere more quiet, and where other survivors didn't go, usually.

Thanks to Reader and, of course, 1x, the map was the haunted mansion.

1x took quite some heavy steps up the stairs, the stairs groaning and creaking from the weight.

Regret started to settle into Reader but also..

Excitement..?

They wondered what they and the bulky, green torso man were going to do!

But, whatever it was, it was saving them from being sliced up like a loaf of bread. Brutal but quick!

The two arrived in a abandoned room, the door beat down and torn apart. 1x managed to push the last remaining but of it.

Behold, a bedroom! Wonder what he suggesting!

The bed looked worn out, who could've not expected that? The haunted Mansion was basically a abandoned building that some survivor to rest, or do generators, and even killers used the building to hide and strike, adding up more lost souls that haunted the said mansion.

"Nothing much, but it will do.."

He took off one of his robes that really wasn't needed, trying his best to use it as a cover over the broken door, leaving reader back again in their thoughts.

Just,

"What are we doing?"

And

"What is he planning on doing to me?"

Plus a bunch more. It was like playing 20 questions in their mind, by themselves.

"There,"

He managed to poke holes through the thin wall material and keep the robe put.

"Privacy, hm?"

"I- guess?"

Reader stuttered out.

1x turned around, walking back to Reader. His steps seemed lighter, but still harsh like thunder. He soon reached out a clawed hand to them, grabbing one of their hands softly, guiding them to the worn down bed, letting them sit on the edge of it.

"Look at you. You look like a pretty princess over there."

He teased, grinning.

"Oh.. uhm.. thanks? What are we doing now?"

Reader finally asked, their eyes not leaving from 1x.

"Well, I just need your consent. It's a surprise."

"Okay.. I consent..?"

The reader raised a brow. Oh, boy, were they in for a treat.

1x nodded, pushing down reader onto the bed. It didn't have any sheets, which was a bit of a awful feeling of the roughly textured mattress. Not that great of a feeling. He leaned in, wrapping the reader's legs around his waist.

The avian noticed the reader's discomfort, which he reached behind their head, cradling it softly. Goodness it felt nice.

Quite nice, actually...

The reader soon realized what 1x wanted to do just by his package brushing up their clothed crotch. They could not help but let out a sweet whimper.

It was quite big.

1x grinned by the noise, leaning into their neck. He adjusted his zipper mouth, revealing sharp teeth under it! Which.. is something, but he wasted no time biting away at their neck.

The reader gasped, hands flying to 1x's back and wings, gripping them.

He chuckled, being gentle on the biting, but the reader went crazy with those sweet noises. Seemed someone was a bit sensitive!

After a good bit, 1x pulled his face away, observing the marks.

Obviously, the reader was flustered.

"Why'd you stop..?"

They stuttered.

"Because, that was just the start, dear."

1x hummed again, brushing a few claws against the bites, making them shiver.

"Your so cute compared to the rest of the survivors.."

He said softly.

The reader just nodded again. 1x soon slid his hand down to their thigh, squeezing it softly. He reached his free hand for the other thigh. He spread their legs wide, so wide their pants split in half. The reader gasped again, trying to cover themselves.

"No need to cover yourself, love.."

His hands tugged off the remains of the reader's pants, then underwear. He grinned even more wider. He enjoyed how they didn't know what to do.

"Again, do I have your consent?"

"Mhm.."

"Making sure, okay?"

"Mkay..."