Gamzee x Reader Oneshot (a little lemony i guess)

Author's Note ~ Please excuse my complete disregard of how Gamzee's actual personality is. I was tired when I wrote the majority of this and yeah.


Oh god I hope he's okay. What if he's sick? What if he's dead?! You couldn't keep questions like these out of your head as you got things together to go check on your boyfriend. You haven't seen or talked to your cuddly juggalo in a week and you're so worried you could scream. Not contacting you is really odd for your usually clingy boyfriend. (not that you mind him being clingy, its cute) Usually if you're not together Gamzee's constantly messaging you. He hasn't shown up to school, he ignores your messages, and his phone goes straight to voice mail. After packing a backpack with clothes (for if you stay over) and other essential items you get dressed and run out the door. Gamzee's house is only a short way away from yours so you just walk. As you're walking you get a message from Karkat. It says 'BE CAREFUL. LAST TIME WE DID'T HEAR FROM GAMZEE FOR A WHILE, WELL YOU KNOW THAT STORY. JUST FUCKING STAY SAFE.' You weren't surprised by Karkat's concern as you had told him you were going to Gam's . He had been the one that told you about Gamzee going sober before. He told you the day Gamzee asked you out but you didn't care because you loved him, and that's exactly what you told him today. After a few more minutes Gamzee's house came into view and you picked up your pace a little.

Now standing at Gamzee's front door you knock and wait for a reply. Nothing. After a few more failed attempts at knocking you just grab the spare key from on top of the door frame. (if you're short it was quite the task) You unlock the door and enter the familiar household. It's unusually dark and you can't help but let visions of a sober Gamzee flash through your mind. After shoving back bad thoughts you continue your trek to find your mate. You become aware of the smell. It usually smells like a  mixture of faygo and axe body spray but now it smells like old milk and someone that hasn't showered in a while. You walk into the kitchen and see tons of empty pie tins, at least one thing is normal. You then walk into the living room. But instead of the welcoming fluffy couch you and Gamzee had cuddled on many times before all the furniture is thrown across the room, okay definitely not normal. You keep in mind that you love Gam more then anything and head up the stairs toward his bedroom.

Okay this creepy. There's soper slime painted on the walls of the hallway. They spell out 'HoNk' and have Gamzee's usually emoji ')'. You hear a noise behind you and quickly turn around to be faced with nothing but  hallway. "Well what do we motherfucking have here?", a harsh voice speaks behind you. You turn and see a messy Gamzee. His clothes are ripped and his usual face paint is badly smudged. Your worst nightmare has come true, he's sober. "It's my motherfucking matesprit Y/N. Come to up and motherfucking check on me. Huh?!", you flinch at the way his unfamiliar harsh voice fluctuates in pitch from soft to a yell. His eyes are terrifyingly livid unlike his usual soft, half lidded ones. You swallow your fear and take a step toward the boy that stole your heart. "Gam I was so worried. I thought maybe you were sick or, oh god, I thought you might be dead. I'm so glad that you-", you're cut off by him harshly shoving you into the wall beside you. You let out a cry of pain and he laughs, but not the usual warm laughter, it's a dark evil laugh. Your whole body aches from the impact as you stare into his eyes. "I don't want to hear about your pitiful motherfucking thoughts." You flinch as he yells. "But. What I would like to know, is why I haven't motherfucking milked you yet. Oh yes. Emptied out your motherfucking lady juices into a pail until you can't fucking stand.", he says cocking his head to the side while smirking menacingly. It's true you and Gam haven't done the deed yet. You told him that you wanted to wait a while and he respectfully agreed. But now, no. This can't happen. You need to come up with a plan fast.

Once a devilishly raunchy  idea pops into your head you smile sweetly at the boy in front of you. "I don't know Gam. I guess you just didn't have the, um, confidence. ", you coo while looking into his eyes deeply. He suddenly looks angry. "What the motherfuck are you talking about?         I have plenty of motherfucking confi-", he trails off as you wrap your arms around his neck and run your finger through his grossly matted hair. "Oh Gam. Take me now. Please?", you whisper in his ear. He chuckles darkly and pushes you into his nearby bedroom. You land on the floor. "Get up.", he commands. You look up at him, hopefully in a seductive way. "But Gam. I thought I could take the lead.", you say. "Are you an idiot? Why would I let you take motherfucking control over me? I'm like a motherfucking king!", he shouts. You crawl up to him and grab the top of his pants and slowly start pulling them down. "Please Gam. I wanna tie you up and give you the best fuck of your life. Just let me please you.", you bat your eyelashes heavily. He looks flustered for a few moments but hormones and need rule over in the end. "Motherfucking do it bitch. Please me.", he says. You smile and push him onto the bed. You grab nearby rope (which you'll have to ask him why he has later) and tie his hands to the headboard and feet to footboard. You crawl up and give him a deep kiss. It tasted like he hasn't brushed his teeth in days, but you have to keep this convincing. "I'll be right back babe.", you coo and head downstairs.

You run around the entire house looking for some soper slime, it doesn't even have to be a lot. Just enough to at least bring back the old Gamzee a little. You check everywhere. You finally find a large container of the toxin in one of the spare bedrooms. You wonder why he didn't eat this but brush it off. It's quite a task but you manage to hide the large container behind your back and open the door. You look over at Gamzee and he gives you a questioning look. "What the motherfuck is that behind your back?", he asks. "Oh just something to make things more, uh, interesting.", you say. You sit the container next to Gamzee and crawl up to sit on/straddle his waist. He sees the green goo and lets out a growl. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? I don't want hat shit! Get off of me you stupid fucking bitch!", he screams. He pulls on the ropes but they don't budge. "I'm doing this because I love you. I want the old you back Gam.", you say. You grab the container and dump it on his head. He thrashes for a bit but eventually lays still. He suddenly tries to sit up but is pulled back down by the restraints. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with fear. "Y/N. Please, please tell me I didn't motherfucking hurt anyone.", he pleads. You grab a tshirt from the floor and wipe his face, which is clean of face paint due to the slime. You look at him and burst into happy tears. "Sis what happened?", he asks.

*BOOM! timeskip, hehe.*

It had been a couple of days since the incident. You had gotten Gam a large supply of soper and after telling him about what happened things basically went back to normal. You're currently cuddling on his couch watching a movie. "Sis, I can't believe we almost pailed. Like motherfuck.", he says dreamily. You couldn't get enough of his soft but raspy voice now after hearing the harsh one. "Yeah dude I was scared.", you say. He pulls you up to where you're straddling his waist and looks you in the eye. "Y/N, never again for as long as we motherfucking live do I want you to be afraid of me.", he says sweetly. "I love you Gam.", you say and give him a quick kiss. "Flushed for you too sis.", he says. You then lay your head on his chest and you spend the rest of the day just enjoying each other's company.

*The End Motherfucker* well not the actual end, you and Gam can do whatever the hell you want...