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OOH BOY- I was bored so here this is!

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Dear reader,

Lovely reader,

My beloved reader,

Dearest, reader.

It seems there’s some thing troubling my mind again some thing I’ve chosen to write down rather then say.

It seems I’ve come to a standstill point in my life. I’ve realized something has been missing “but what? What could be missing from a world of my own code and creation?” I often pondered this bizarre emotion truly, how can one be “missing some thing” if they don’t know what it is? It’s always been a baffling thought to have for me. At first I was sure I was missing companionship, a true deep friendship perhaps? But the longer I thought about it. It wasn’t that because I had you. I thought of you as a friend, most definitely… maybe even a best friend. After all your one of the only “real” beings here besides me. Not only that but you kept me company. you seemed to like having me around. At least that’s what I told my self… have you ever truly enjoyed my company? Or having me around? I can’t help but assume the answer is yes since you boot up this game so frequently. Despite the fact our conversation is limited when it comes to “back and forth” I still feel as though you truly wanted to listen… after all if you where bored of me you could have booted me off and went on to a different game perhaps- some thing quaint like “minecraft” or what ever people play these days but you stayed and you made me feel heard. Of course then again I know I’m heard, I’m a narrator after all my entire purpose is to be heard through the story’s I tell and guide you through but you made me feel heard truly heard. Despite the fact I can’t tell what your thinking on the other side of that screen, I gained a mental image of you. I projected my thoughts of you on to an object for the sake of simplicity. simply to TRY and under my thoughts on you- maybe to even push my thoughts about you away? Picturing you as a BUCKET of all things to push my strange fixation on you away, imagining you, a person, instead as an object was my attempt of seeing you no more then a character, a fictional force that I could easily toss away if needed but even then I realized I felt comfort around you. I found my self “Needing the bucket” such a ruthlessly idiotic concept my brain holds on to. But now I think I’ve wrapped my head around what it all means.

Dear reader I needed you. That’s what I needed. It’s always been you, all along. It’s been love that I’m missing. True romantic feelings have been bursting out of my chest for you and it’s such a new and strange feeling for once I couldn’t word how I felt properly. And as you know I talk, a lot, I’m able to articulate well but I find my self biting back my own tongue, biting back because I don’t want to lose you.

So. Before I make the mistake of saying it out loud I’ve written it, written my heart and soul, my entire being on these pages for you. For you to find if you looked deep enough. knowing or at least hoping your eyes would be keen enough to notice a new randomly places letter on a desk that is often over looked… reader what I’m trying to Convoy to you is

I love you. And I’ll always be here for you. And I hope you feel the same,

Sincerely,

The Narrator

Is there anyone I could commission for some Stanley Parable writing?

So i'm kind of embarrassed to ask this, but I have an idea that won't leave my head. Lately, I've really been yearning for a love letter from the narrator, dedicated to the reader. And yes, I could write it myself. It's within my capabilities. But, as many writers will tell you, sometimes we'd rather read content than produce it ourselves. There's something unique and lovely about reading other people's work, because there's an element of surprise to it. When we write, we know the story as it's created. When we read, anything's possible. All that to say, is anyone willing to take up the challenge? Who's got commissions open? Is anyone good at writing the narrator? I'm happy to pay for it too. Just... (grabby hands) I'd really like a love letter from him. My inbox is closed, but my DMs are open. (and lord, i'm trying really hard to not cringe at myself for asking. Yes, cringe is dead, but I'm not typically the sort of person who asks others for things in the first place.)

Wrong Room

Narrator x Top!Male Reader (smut)

Warning(s): NSFW, small degration, praising, unprotected sex, biting, top reader

a/n: With the lack of narrator x m!reader I had to write something. I haven't written anything in months so I'm very fuking rusty @mxbrahms made me do it cheers.

The narrator has been ranting about his impression of the game and how it's horrible. Y/n couldn't agree more. Jumping and elevators? Really?!. Who knows, maybe there's more to it up top.

“Yes, I knew there has to be something else. Let's see it. I'm ready for whatever it is." Y/n was urged to walk through the bridge. From the distance he could see a blackboard with words scribbled on it. He passed through the door as he looked closer, his posture slumped down in disappointment.

Thank you for enjoying the new content.

"That's it?! Oh, you've got to be kidding me! You see, Y/n? This is what happens when greedy video game developers with no respect for their fanbase rush a cheap expansion to market for no reason other than to make an easy dollar! And don't get me started on the level of craftsmanship that’s gone into it-" Narrator shouted in disbelief

"Truly! what kind of-" Y/n stopped talking his mouth agape. Did he just speak? He slowly looked up at the ceiling in shock and confusion, questioning the narrator.

"My god y/n? How- This is wonderful! For once the developers did something right! Go on, Y/n speak up." Y/n was speechless; he didn't expect this to be one of the new content.

"Hello?" A grin formed on his face; finally, at last, he could actually speak up and stop using gestures.

"This is wonderful Y/n! Can you believe it? I was intending to find these people on Twitter and hold them accountable for this terrible update. I should rather send them a nice comment" The narrator said giddily as he typed on his keyboard.

"You seem so enthusiastic about this"

"Why of course, I must admit you sound so beautiful y/n- Sorry, ahem I'm just getting tired of hearing my own voice all the time"

"So straightforward of you narrator. You like hearing my voice then, don't you? '' Y/n teased him might as well take advantage of this new found content. The narrator could be heard shifting in his seat and clearing his throat.

"Yes, well of course after being stuck here for eternity it’s nice to hear something new.. Moving on. I'm going to reset the game and we'll test out our new found content, and try to get back what The Stanley Parable is really about. Just you and me having a great time together like always. What do you say friend?" He could hear the smile in his voice and grinned.

"Sounds good to me" 

___ 

Y/n appeared in his office, he didn't stay long, and exited out the door. Everything was different, the walls were now gray and the lights were dimmed. He took a few steps forward and called out for the narrator.

"Psst! Y/n! Come over here… in the vent. I want to show you something." The narrator called out in a hushed tone. Y/n walked up the stairs and stared at the vent. He never followed any instructions from the narrator, and instead went into the room to his right.

"Oh come on y/n! When are you ever going to listen to me! I wanted to show you something special"

Y/n only giggled in response and entered the room beside the vent. He'll explore the vent later on.

Inside the room was strange. It was dark, a black void in there was a computer, and a person. The computer was the only light source illuminating the person's face. Y/n froze as the person glanced at him.

"Y/N?! God how can I be so stupid. I forgot to lock the doors. Go shoo you're not supposed to be here. This is going so wrong"

Narrator approached y/n forcing him out of the door, before he could speak up, the narrator cut him off.

"Oh, who am I kidding. I know you won't listen. I'm gonna restar-"

"Hey! No wait- You know this is a perfect time to test out this new content plus I know the best way to test it." The narrator got a proper look on y/n. He couldn't help but get flustered at how close they were and took a few steps back

"Fine Y/n, tell me what is the best way?" Narrator tilted his head a bit questioning you

"I'm a lonely man narrator. It's only me and you all the time. Everytime you talk I can't avoid imagining bad things about you can I? I know you thought about this too once you heard my voice. So do you want to test it out?" Y/n said as he looked at the narrator, eyeing him as he got closer. He would never pass up this opportunity.

"Yes.. please"  He replied, flustered; the narrator didn't expect it to get to this point. He's not wrong, he did want this.

"Good. Let's reverse the roles shall we? Summon a bed, lube and lay down on it and strip" Narrator obeyed, stripping out of his clothes and summoning things you asked for

"Already obeying huh? so good for listening. You might as well take my place." Y/n can’t help but get excited and approach the narrator. His hands trailed down his chest, down to his stomach. The narrator whines impatiently, his lingering touches making his cock twitch.

"Someone's impatient" y/n whispered in his ear. His hand caressed his waist while his eyes trailed down the narrator's body, down to the neck and chest. What a perfect place to leave marks on.

“You still have your clothes on. P-please take it off. I need to feel you” He asked him, tugging on his shirt. Y/n complied to his request, stripping down off his clothes, and attacked the narrator's neck. His kisses felt warm on the narrator's skin making him buck his hips up, wanting to get some friction, though Y/n pinned his hips down with his hands.

"If you keep doing that I won't let you cum. You won't like that now would you?"  narrator shook his head frowning a bit

"speak"

"yes, yes please touch me. I want you" He whimpered

"You learn so quick don't you? Very good at listening."

His hands held  the base of his semi-hardened cock, making him gasp. Y/n stroked him on a torturous slow pace. The narrator didn't dare to move; he learned his lesson.

"A-ah your hands feels s-so good around me. Please, pl-please go faster M-mhh" He mumbled. His eyes were closed, focusing on the hand stroking his cock.

"Is that all you got? I know you can do better than that. Tell me what do you want"

"Please! Just I-i want you to fuck me ha-ard and cum! Pls-"

Y/n sped up his strokes. Making him moan louder. He back arched a bit close to cumming but y/n stopped

"N-no please let me cum. I've been listening" he pleaded at him

"I know honey I'll give you what you want. We don't want you cuming already before I fuck you

right? Lay on your back"

Narrator immediately laid down, desperate for his cock. Y/n couldn’t help but admire what he's done. Narrator begging to be fucked like a dumb slut. He opened the lube and spread it all over his fingers and inserted it in his narrator without a warning making him gasp and moan out. He pumped his fingers in and out getting faster each time. Narrator only gets louder and louder as you add a second finger. He isn’t used to feeling this good. It's too overwhelming.

"P-please! fuck me y/n ple- please i want your c-cock-" He said the best he can y/n curled his finger making him stop and shout his name. 

"Look at you, you're such a cock slut huh" He took his fingers out of his ass making the man under him whimper. 

He put a generous amount of lube on his cock pumping it slowly, making him moan before lining it up to the narrator's tight hole. Y/n pushes the head of his cock in slowly and separated narrator's leg further. 

"A-ah fuck. You feel so good" He pushed his whole cock  inside his ass drawing a whine out of narrator

Y/n thrusted into him deeper and faster. Drawing out moans from the two. Narrator wanted to kiss him so badly so he threw his arms around his neck and pulled him in. 

The two kissed heatedly. Y/n pushed his tongue in the narrator's mouth and he submitted to him fully. 

"Y-you feel so big and fit in me so well- F-fuck" 

Y/n reaches for the narrator's dick and jerks it off. Making the narrator moan as more pre cum leaked out of his cock. He tried not to cum yet he wanted the feeling to last. Skin slapping and moans filled the room. Y/n trailed kisses along his neck and bit his shoulder not enough to break his skin. Narrator's moans got louder as y/n fucks him hard. 

"Please I'm so a-ah close please y/n '' He buried his face on y/n's neck kissing it lightly and inhaling scent. 

"Cum for me, be a good boy and cum for me alright" He groaned. He too was close to cumming 

"Fuck- FUCK Y/N-" Strings of cum goes on y/n's hand and narrator's stomach. It was hot, wet and sticky. 

"Shit I'm close- I'm gonna cum-" Y/n moaned out his thrust gets sloppy and cummed in his ass. Narrator cupped his face and kissed him tenderly. 

"You alright?" Y/n asked panting for air and pulled his cock out slowly. Making narrator whine "Y-yes I'm fine..I can say that this new content very nice"  narrator replied giving y/n a lopsided smile making him laugh 

"Alright, alright I'll get us cleaned up"