pls dont read this its so cringe 😔
A chatfic in which a creepypasta fan, Y/N, meets BEN_drowned online, and strikes up a conversation.
AFAB, THEY/THEM READER
SMUT WARNING :(
"Ben?" You ask, He perks his head up and raises his eyebrows. "Yeah?" he asks with a smile, you sit down next to him and turn off his gameboy. "Y/N- what are you-" "Are we dating?" You question, BEN quirks an eyebrow.
"Uhh.. I don't think so?" You nod quietly, standing up and leaving his bedroom, BEN shrugs and continues his video game.
You plop down onto the couch beside Jeff and grimace at the TV, How could you NOT be dating?!
"Y/N? you good?" Jeff asks, throwing more popcorn into his mouth, you sigh. "Not really." You drop your head into your hands. "Is it my fault?" He asks, you shake your head. "Is it.. my brothers fault?" You shake your head again.
"Then whose fault is it?" He drops the empty popcorn bag onto the table, you roll your eyes. "its Ben's fault." Jeff makes a face.
This is the face:
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"What did Ben do?" he asks, covering his snort with his hand, you grimace. "He said we aren't dating. EVEN THOUGH WE'VE HAD SEX." Jeff shrugs. "Yeah that sounds like a Ben problem. I mean- if you and I had sex, I would expect us to be dating." You smile a little.
"You and I?" You question, rolling your eyes playfully, He smirks. "I mean- yeah?" You smile wider before remembering what happened with BEN, you sigh and get up, exiting the room.
You decide to try and get your mind off of BEN by hanging out with Toby, but your plans backfired and here you are now, pinned beneath the brunette boy with his lips intertwined with yours. his shoulders twitch a bit from time to time, but other than that, his tics don't interrupt you very often.
"Wait- Toby, stop." His eyes shoot open and he scoots away from you a bit, you sit up. "Is everything a-alright?" he asks, you rub the side of your face to slow your thoughts. "It's just- I really like Ben, you know?" he furrows his eyebrows. "But B-Ben isn't your boyfriend. he doesn't w-want to be. I-I want to be. I c-could b-be your boyfriend. I-I like you a-alot." He says, you smile as the heat rushes to your face.
"Fuck it." You say, wrapping your arms around Toby's neck and pressing your lips against his. Toby's lips are much warmer than Ben's are, and Toby doesn't taste like salt water, he tastes like candy apples.
OKAY SOOOOOOO UHHHHHH I TOTALLY FORGOT THIS WAS A READER X ALL OF THE CREEPYPASTAS- SO Y/N MIGHT HOE AROUND FOR A BITTTTTTT..........
I wonder who they'll end up with 😳
also yes the next chapter will be Toby smut, don't get your panties in a twist 👨🦽
