#and then proceeded to swallow them whole infront of me

[normalhuman-menace]

My art from two years ago getting dragged out of the depths of this mostly inactive blog and seeing people put tags with little comments in them sure is an experience. I haven't watched wwdits in years but I sure am glad you like that art.

[shlutnutt]

Tag

in honor of kit's birthday, why not a quick little kit smut?

starts off as a little fluff lol

warnings: smut, penetration, fingering, oral sex, just regular smut

song insp: courtship dating and affection both by crystal castles

ight so boom.

"Come on! Slow down flash." Kit yells from the other side of the asylum caf trying his best to catch up to your incredible speed. Kit and you were inseparable, no matter how many times the nuns tried seperating you guys, you'd always find a way to hang out or at least see eachother.

Playing tag was your favorite game to play since it didn't require a board game with boring little pieces or any difficult rules. "Ok! I'll give you a headstart! Only 5 seconds!" you yell back causing a little disruption. Kit speed walks towards you not wanting to run anymore.

You giggle at the sight of Kit completely out of breath infront of you as he tapped on you, causing him to giggle along with you pausing suddenly taking a second to admire the beauty he had infront of him. The eye contact you both held brought nothing but butterflies, rising your need to have his soft plump lips against yours, but you dont dare make a move preventing any sort of punishments coming from Sister Jude.

Kit grabs your hand signaling you to sit down alongside him by the window which seemed nearly empty from the patients hating the sunlight. "Hey, I have a plan.. Its risky but we can have some alone time?" Kit whispers feeling the tension you two imprisoned. Taking his hand into yours you whisper back "What's on your mind baby?". Kit plans "Well, we go back to our prison cells at 9:00 pm. Jude usually leans around till 9:30 pm. We were the only ones who ate today's toasts. Lets say we got immensely sick hey? Get our "medical help" and meet by the girl's bathroom. Whatcha think?"

You were totally down for Kit's quickie plan but were terribly scared of getting caught. Knowing the result will be awful you honestly respond with "I dunno Kit. Its very risky. But I'll do it!"

"Shh"

"Shit sorry. Only if you're staying by my side though."

"Im not leaving you alone Y/N.. We're inseparable my love, dont ever forget that. "

All of the patients were escorted to their cells for their bedtime. As soon as you hear the hourly beep for 9:00 pm you keep track of time for 30 minutes. Focusing on every minute to second that passes by from the top of your head you prepare for your act, knowing that Kit is more then ready. You soon hear familiar deep coughs from the right side of your cell, knowing it was time. As you begin coughing harshly you hear keys jingling down the hallway unlocking a cell. Knowing you were next you continue coughing almost making yourself throw up.

"Y/N! What is going on in there?!" You hear a familiar feminine voice question in concern. "I- I can't breath! My stomach is killing me!" you continue your act, pretty impressed in yourself. The lady opens your cell and your heart automatically skips a beat at the sight of your lover alongside the nun, smirking slightly in between coughs.

Each step you took down the soundless hallway to the nurses was raising your heartbeat by the second not losing the tension Kit's aurora gave you.

When you all arrived at the nurses office and sit down for a few seconds, Nurse decides to break the silence. What the hell is wrong with you two? It's literally bedtime." she questions in annoyance. You silently chuckle hearing the word "hell" come out of a nun's lips. "I don't know, I suddenly wasn't able to breath properly and my stomach started hurting really bad." Kit says in "pain" mimicing your words. "And you?" the nurse asks pointing at you with her black pen decorated with a little cross. "I feel the same way. All I ate was the buttered toast, I dont usually feel like this." You add the fact that you ate the toast to make your lie far more believable. "I ate the toast too. It seemed like nobody wanted them so I gave it a try." Kit adds, completing the perfect lie.

"Second time this week the chefs' failed once again at their job. I apologize on their behalf.. I'll get you some pain relieving pills. Give me a sec." The nun apologizes heading to the big creaky door towards the basement where all medications were in storage.

I look over at Kit nerviously, who's sitting on the patient bed, uncuffed surprisingly. He seemed so excited and just overall ready to destroy your guts. "Aren't we going?" you ask perplexed to the fact he's just sitting there smiling not moving a muscle. "Escape rules 101: Leave five seconds after your kidnapper, or you'll get caught. Boom!" You giggle at his words aware he made it all up, still taking it into advice though. "Five, four, three, two.. one! Run Y/N runnn!" he insists.

Kit grabs your hand soft but steady as he drags you down another hallway towards the girl's bathroom. Warm air kissing the both of your faces as you glide down hallway to hallway with your favorite person in hand, smiling and giggling, pure ecstasy and excitements on your faces, as you arrive at your destination.

"Check if the stalls are empty on your left im checking on my right, babe" you smile at the sudden nickname Kit had put on you and proceeded to follow his commands giving him a quick thumbs up from the other side of the bathroom signaling him that the coast was clear, he does the same.

You choose the stall furthest from the door pulling Kit in with you locking it immediately "So now what?" Kit teases almost as if he were to be taunting you, acknowledging your need through your eyes. "You tell me." you attempt to tease back. "What if I show you?" he whispers, leaning into your neck. "Show me then.." you whisper back suddenly gasping at the sudden touch of Kit's delicate pink lips against your neck. His soft kissing, licking and sucking against your neck making your core wet by the second. Becoming stressed from his soft teasing you grab his jaw gentley, leading his lips to your own.

As you two kiss passionately you feel his tongue silently asking for enterance which you allow, the makeout now becoming intense. You feel his hands suddenly lifting your gown, sliding your underwear to the side, looking you in the eye with question for consent which you also allow. Kit begins rubbing your wetness delicately as he slowly inserts a finger inside making you whimper in pleasure grabbing onto his strong masculine shoulders. With now two fingers in your core, you begin jacking off Kit through his well fitted sweats producing a light angelic moan to fall out of his lips. You decide to quickly undress him teasing his member devilishly.

"Now you'll have to finish what you started gorgeous." Kit whispers reffering to your teasing on his. You drop down to your knees slowly tracing your fingers down his body, stopping right below his belly button making him groan deeply in need. "So needy for me, baby" you tease as you suck his member whole causing him to grip your thick hair for support. The combination of your moans vibrating on his now soaked member and your massaging on his balls, made his release speed up more then ever.

"Im cl- close Y/N.. You're doing such a good job for me" he praises while nutting in your mouth which you swallow quickly, avoiding the slight bitter taste. Kit picks you up with no notice and leans you against the stall you both shared slowly sliding his member past your submerged folds. You moan instantly at the feeling of Kit's cock filling you up completely hitting your g-spot everytime. You're both breathlesss in the moment, your loud moans echoing through the flickering lights of the bathroom, holding onto his shoulders for support your arms wrapped around his muscular sweaty waist.

"F-fuck Kit. Im cu-.." not being able to finish your words due to the amazing sensation you were feeling on your core, you feel instantly empty as Kit pulls out of you to finish your high with his mouth.

Kit tongue fucks you, and licks between your folds to finally sucking on your clit liberating your release in his mouth which he sucks up every drop of. Your body collapses onto his still trying to process the intense moment you both divided.

"I love you, Y/N" Kit lovingly says while lookin down at you with innocent eyes. "I love you too, Ki-"

Getting brutally interrupted you hear screaming "Where the hell are you two!" you both hear the nurse, footsteps running up and down the hallways. You quickly get dressed and kiss Kit your goodbyes as he flies past the huge door into the boys' bathroom which luckily was right next to the girls'.

"I-Im here!" you manage to scream back, sticking two fingers down your throat forcing yourself to throw up. "I just got really sick and needed to throw up, sorry." you apologize looking up at the lady who's eyes were boiling in anger. You were pretty sweaty, hair tousled, and hands were shaky. Made your lie pretty believable. "Where's kit?" nurse asks calmly this time now that she's found you. "Im not too sure I think he ran to the boys' room, he got really red and well ran out, seemed sick also." You manage to convince.

Nurse walks out, disgusted by your view heading into the boys' room in which she's not allowed into. You jump at the scary sounds Kit made from the other side of the wall, relieved you two had mentally communicated the same plans.

Managing to clean yourself up a bit you hear hard knocking on the girls' bathroom door. You timidly open up to the view of nurse and Kit. Relieved you smile to yourself a little, Kit realizes and taps on you playfully.

"You're it, loser."

[cottoncandyjester]

Decided to feed y'all some aggressive prince sex

Also.. expect theo and yuki content both as solos and poly

This Story contains: male y/n, hate fucking, strangers to fuck buddies, pre-yandere prince, y/n and prince being aggressive as hell to each other

Prince spent 90% of his time in a club, when he wasn't working at the bar he was scouting for girls and even guys to fuck. He liked them fiery, so honestly he was bored all the girls he flirted with were so eager and the guys were yes men he wanted a fight! That's when his eyes landed on you, you were hanging around a table with some of your friends and something about you made prince shudder..damn you were a sexy thing he just wanted to rail in the club bathroom.

Prince walked over with a whole load of confident simply taking a seat infront of you with a sly grin, "so..how many drinks will it take to get you sucking my dick?" Prince asked watching your expression shift from amusment to annoyance. Something about your pissed off face made prince shudder with excitement.

"not fucking interested."

"don't be like that baby, I'm sure we can have some fun" prince purred out with a chuckle before he noticed that you were ignoring him so he kept bothering you.

"how cold, I just wanna make you feel good" he said before you let out a frustrated groan. "Can you please shut the fuck up?!"

Prince winced but amusment dance in him. He leaned forward his face mere inches from yours and his tone that I'd a raspy growl

"make me."

You slammed prince against the stall wall your mouth attacking his neck as he started to practically tear your clothes off you. "Heh. Your practically rutting against me, want me that bad?" Prince sneered only to feel you shove him down onto his knees which surprised him for sure since he usually always dominated his fuckmates.

"why don't you put your mouth to better use instead of talking shit?" Prince had never been so eager to suck a dick more in his life than now. Your rough tone had him quaking with excitement, hell he was already so damn hard. Once you took your cock out prince shuddered lightly his face lightly flushed which you of course noticed.

"aw, what's wrong don't know how to suck a dick?" You cooed and prince shot you a harsh glare "fuck you" he hissed before getting to work shoving your cock in his mouth proceeding to deepthroat it trailing his tongue all over it before he glanced up at you watching your expression shift from cocky to bliss. You reached out running your fingers through prince's hair as he loudly slurped making you extra turned on as you bucked your hips with a shuddering grunt before hearing the bathroom for open.

You slapped your hand over your mouth but that did not stop an eager prince from bobbing his head back and forth rapidly dowling his tongue faster and faster all over your cock while you tried to fight your grunts and groans now trying to get him to slow down.

"y-you fuuucking asshole~ s-slow down before i- shit I'm gonna cum" you hissed out as softly as you could now annoyed that the person who walked in couldn't just leave.

Prince pulled back his tongue trailing along your balls while he stroked your cock feverishly lust pooling in his eyes. "Do it babe, just cum already" he teased out sucking your balls earning an extra loud grunt from you before you bucked your hips cumming all over his face just as the person left.

"o-oh shit! Fuck!" You cursed as a shaky breath escaped you and prince grunted in annoyance. "Dude!" He snapped earning a slick grin from you as you watched him use tissues to wipe his face.

"ugh, sly bastard" he whispered before feeling you bend him over against the toilet yanking his pants down exposing his hole which immediately made him embarrassed. "W-woah! I thought we fucking agreed that I would be the one doing the fucking!" He hissed out and you rolled your eyes "we never agreed to that, plus I'm already lubed up so it only makes sense" you have him no time for argument as you slid inside feeling him shudder and squirm as you pushed in more and more your chest pressed against his back as he started to get a lot more submissive. "F-fuck, I feel s-so fucking full" he whined out as you slipped your hands under his shirt pinching his nipples before you started to harshly thrust against him. Listening to his moans get more whiny and the hate you two had for each other quickly turned into lust. "Like that baby? Your practically crying such a good slut huh?" You moaned in his ear your hips slamming against him as you hit his prostate making him shudder as he tried to call himself down.

"fuck, s-slow down damn it! I'm gonna break if you keep it up like that!" Prince snapped trying to keep from becoming a crying mess but you moved a hand to his hip while the other stroked his cock. "That's the point. Come on I know you can be louder than that, I wanna hear you scream~" your teasing words were followed by feral pounding to the point where prince was starting to see stars, drool dripping down his chin as he held the toilet seat to prevent from falling.

"a-ah! S-slow..hng! Fuck! So fucking good! It's like my insides are melting~" prince's moans started to slur as he drooled and whined his cock leaking precum while you moved him against the stall wall feeling him wrap his legs around your waist as you pumped up harshly against him feeling him cling to you and bury his moans in your neck.

"oh no you don't, I want you to fucking scream don't you dare hide it, let everyone know just how much of a slutty bitch you are" you huffed out slamming against him to the point where the wall supporting you two shook lightly.

"ngh! I'm cumming! Fuck I'm cumming!" Prince hissed out his entire body shuddering as you slammed into him one more time filling his hole with cum just as he cummed on himself, the sight made you twitch and before you could help it you slammed your mouth against his in a sloppy french kiss swallowing up his moans.

"s-so, I'm y/n what's your name?"

"p-p-prince.."

You let him go but felt him lean against you his legs practially useless, okay this guy was an asshole but he was kinda cute.

"how about we catch a cab back to my place hmm?" You cooed out pressing sweet kisses against his neck. "Just as long as you suck me off in the cab" prince whispered before moving off you to clean himself up and fix his clothes.

"you got yourself a deal, prince"

Prince glanced your way before fighting a smile, he might be able to get used to this.

[chappedandfadedvds]

Dec 4th, Friday 19:17

The station was rather busy, people rushing from place to place, as Jens, Lucas and Lotte had stepped off the train. They had taken the stairs up and let Lucas lead the siblings to wherever he had organised to meet his two friends.

While the atmosphere on the ride here had been rather cheery and full of them talking and joking, Lotte drawing them page after page of supposedly them three on a train, it had gotten tenser with each passing minute closer to their arrival. 

Lucas next to him, grew definitely nervous, him turning completely silent as they walked over to another set of stairs they took down. Isa and Kes both hadn’t been told yet who his friend would bring along on his weekend visit. To the two boys it had sounded funny to just surprise his dutch friends. That was until now. Jens could definitely understand this to be a very hard thing to do. 

But his boyfriend was determined and therefore Jens took his hand for a moment until they reached the outside. That’s when he let go again. Lucas smiling briefly back at him, when Jens pecked a kiss against his temple. So gentle, it could have been the older boy just leaning in.

And then Lucas’s smile doubled in intensity as he got excited to see two people spotting them, waving cheerfully.

Both the girl and the boy were dressed in thick coats and scarfs. Both with dark brown curly hair and friendly faces. Isa and Kes, his two best friends, as Lucas had told him so often before. 

The girl’s face though quickly turned into an awfully big grin, as they came closer.

„Aaaaaah.“ She yelled, her hands raised to cover her mouth as she stared at the two boys and Lotte stopping infront of her.

„You okay there Ies?“ Lucas asked very amused, but just as much puzzled by her reaction, while pulling the giggling girl into a long hug.

„Oh my god luc! Finally!“ She exclaimed excited, leaning back in his arms, only to peck a kiss at his cheek and step back very pleased.

Lucas could only shrug, as he looked over to Jens. Both of them visibly unsure what to make of the girl infront of them. She definitely had a lot of energy. And was cute, as her eyes basically gleamed in the light of the station and streetlamps around them.

„Hello to you too? What’s up?“ Lucas tried again, hugging Kes, who did look just as confused at the girl next to him. Apparently a recent development of excitment, Jens guessed.

„I saw you holding hands on the stairs. You are... You know. Right?“

Oh. Okay, Jens got it now and so did Lucas freezing up in his step back to Jens’s side. The younger boy’s eyes transfixed on Isa, who couldn’t stop grinning.

„I had planned to tell you and talk about that at your place instead of here, but eh, yes.“ His boyfriend struggled to keep his voice steady, definitely succumbing to a whisper at the end.

„He is hot, well done.“ Isa certainly was bold, especially as she turned to face Jens and proceeded to wink at him, leaving Jens to feel as dumbfounded as Lucas looked like.

„How do you know?“ His boyfriend asked, curiousity slipping through.

„I’m confused, who knows what?“ Obviously the person being at a loss the most was Kes. Who looked bewildred between them back and forth, his face one big question mark, as he wrinkled his brows. He was unfortunately left to remain in his confusion, when Isa just went on to explain without giving much context.

„Well, Liv and me were kinda waiting for you. We sort of suspected it since last year at the gathering. The one you let Liv borrow your phone? Well she saw the links open in your browser and showed them to me.“

Lucas stared at her, mouth open, wide eyed at the girls confession. 

Jens guessed that Lucas had absolutely not expected to hear this.

„What?“ His boyfriend asked in great disbelieve.

„Sorry, we just wanted you to figure it out yourself, I guess.“ She shrugged smiling apologetic, before topping it off: „Also you messaged Ralph on Grindr, he showed us. So that kinda really confirmed it. Love us, please!“

Isa sweetly batted her eyelashes at the poor boy staring back at her helplessly. 

Jens couldn’t refrain from the sheer amusement crawling onto his face by the awkward revelation. He couldn’t quite pin down who Ralph was again. The name certainly had come up before. But it was clear that it was a shared friend of theirs, as Lucas blushed embarressed to have been caught.

„Somebody here who can help me out?“ Kes pleaded, forgotten where he stood next to Isa.

„Right.“ Lucas turned around to look at his best friend, who was patiently waiting to be let in on it. He got rather uncomfortable, so Jens decided to just fuck it and grab Lucas’s hand, squeezing it gently to let his boyfriend know that he wasn’t alone in this. Just like Lucas had done so often before for him.

„This is Jens. He is my boyfriend.“

Kes was blinking for quite a while, utterly overwhelmed, deep in thoughts about the introduction he had just been given by his best friend. Isa on the other hand was back again to grin at them overly happy about it all.

„Anyway. I’m Isa, and this gaping fish here is Kes. No worries, he’ll get over it. It is so good to meet you in person. Honestly. We’ve really just had seen you commenting on instagram so far. And Lucas just wouldn’t tell us who he’d bring, so consider the surprise succsessful.“

„Oh for sure. I’m super happy to be here and finally get to meet you all.“

While Jens and Isa finally found the moment to properly greet each other, Kes seemed to have come to a conclusion. The boy, still perplexed, now at least wasn’t staring any longer, instead he swallowed hard on something and took a step closer to put his hand on Lucas’s shoulder. 

„Okay, this is weird. Ehem not bad, no, but weird. Since when do you know that you are also interessted in guys?“ 

„Not also. But just.“ Lucas corrected his best friend firmly, looking straight at him in hope Kes would get it. And he did.

„Oh, that’s fine too, of course.“

„Then I suppose always. I had a hard time admitting it though, hence the girls.“

The two boys cracking a smile as they hugged yet again, Lucas looking much more at ease now that this part of his coming out was over. At least to his best friends, who honestly were some of the most important people to be accepted by. Jens knew. He also knew that it wasn’t all of it, the crush on his best friend still kept a secret. And Jens now got both sides. Maybe best to not bring it up for now, or perhaps ever, given the hesitation in Kes’s reaction. He knew, he wouldn’t.

„Well, glad to see you happy. And eh Jens, it’s great to meet you too.“ Kes said, saluting Jens, before him and Lucas let go of each other.

It was then that the four were kinda reminded of the fith person standing infront of the station. Lotte cleared her throat loudly, asking for attention from where she had settled next to Jens, slightly hiding behind his arm, carrying her own small backpack.

„I’m cold.“ She complained, „And hungry!“, She added quickly, earning a smirk and nod from Jens. 

„Seconded.“ He said, looking expectantly at Lucas to let him understand that they probably should get going. The cold definitely was biting now that Lotte had brought it up.

„We didn’t even say hi to you. God, I’m so sorry. Who are you?“ Isa asked, bending down to be at level with the little girl, a gentle smile on her lips.

„Lotte.“ His sister briefly replied, not yet convinced what to think about the two strangers picking them up from an unfamiliar station in an unfamiliar city.

„Honestly Lucas, we sent you off not even two month ago to finish school and support your mom, and now you come back with a boyfriend and a child. What happened?“

„Shut up.“ Lucas laughed at Isa, who was barely able to get through with her accusation, immediately falling into a fit of giggles, as she failed to look even a little serious.

„She is my little sister. And we are super grateful that you let us all stay over.“ Jens helped to explain an eight year old joining them on the trip, when neither his boyfriend nor the girl next to him were able to get a word out.

It took them a whole other minute to finally calm down enough to reply.

„Very much welcome. I’m so glad you do, because I have tons of questions now. I don’t think I could let you go anywhere else but my place.“ Isa declared.

„Oh no. This is Robbe and Sander all over again.“ Jens sighed defeated, Lucas continued to laugh, this time at him, while his two dutch friends looked rather puzzled at the dropped names. So his boyfriend simply waved them off, when Jens was trying hard not to be reminded of the hours long interview he had to endure by his own best friend and Sander two weeks ago.

„Ignore him.“ Lucas said, patting Jens’s shoulder. Not much of a comfort. Jens just wasn’t that comfortable to talk about it. But Lucas was happy and excited, so he wouldn’t keep it from him to explain everything his boyfriend wanted to.

„Well, let’s get going then.“ Kes announced, pulling Lucas closer, with an arm draped over his best friend’s shoulders, as the group began to move. Isa and Lotte sort of quickly caught up in their own little get-to-kow-each-other, leaving Jens to follow and feel contented to watch the two couples infront of him. 

Kes leaned in laughing at something Lucas had told him.

„I can’t believe I never noticed. Fuck, Luc.“

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tagged: @odi-et-amo85, @tayspots

[gliese710]

Love - The Punishment: Part 2

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Y/N

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Summary: Y/N is a low ranked devil who finds her joy in the smallest of mischiefs. If only a certain angel could mind his own business.

Masterpost

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It's been three days since Kyungsoo got his freedom back, and three days since he has developed this neverending restless feeling.

He can't concentrate on anything with that wicked devil constantly occupying his mind, despite at last freeing him. Maybe...no certainly he had been too harsh. Guilt has been eating up at him since that day.

It's just guilt, he tries to convince himself. He's an angel after all, not supposed to be harsh to anyone. But a vague feeling of yearning keeps nagging at some corner of his heart. Maybe because he had gotten used to the endless chatters and now the silence is almost tangible. He'll grow out of it, he keeps telling himself.

Two more days were enough for him to accept the fact that he misses you; not the chitter-chatters, not the constant hustle and not the small time of breather he got out of an abrupt change in his routined life, but you. Hell, he even wishes you would somehow start following him around again.

He is craving the feeling of having a friend, even if they don't share the same morals. He realizes morals have nothing to do with friendship.

You sit at the bank of a river, feet dangling below, touching the water just enough to wet your soles. It's comforting, away from all the chaos, being lazy and doing nothing. The silence is comforting.

You stare at the flowing water, gaze blank, thinking about nothing.

"Kyungsoo, " a voice so familiar you could distinguish it amongst thousand other sounds snaps you out of your daze.

Turning your head quickly, you look at him with widening eyes. He looks a little fidgety, nonetheless speaks again.

"My name...it's Kyungsoo."

Your lips twitch up in a smile on their own, eyes beaming with genuine happiness, and Kyungsoo reflects the same expression when he sees yours.

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"Oh, you sure are ticklish," you say, a sly smirk etched on your lips, chasing him up in the sky.

"I told you I'm not," he barks, trying to fly as far from your reach as possible.

You snicker, "Then get your ass back here you coward."

He doesn't counter. He can't.

The chase continues, air filled with your laughter and endless bickers.

Days with Kyungsoo has been just like this. Vibrant.

"I wish I'd met you sooner," you tell him one day, legs splayed on the beach, watching the sunset, breathless after one of your chasing sessions.

Silence engulfs you for a while before he swallows the lump in his throat, "Me too," he whispers in a pained voice.

Black and white, pure and evil, light and darkness; one cannot exist in the presence of other. You two were never meant to be together. Yet the thought that your days are numbered painfully clenches at your heart.

And though none of you ever brought this up before, you know it pains him too.

Serving the earth is a duty for angels, each allowed a specific amount of time to watch over it and then return to heaven. New angels take their place. Whereas for devils, it's their punishment. After repenting in hell, their fates get determined by their crimes. Either they get sent back to the world, reincarnated, to live a more meaningful life or if the committed sin was unrepentable, they get turned into devils, to serve the purpose for assigned time before simply perishing.

You exhale a shaky breath, "Kyungsoo, what sin do you think I committed that I still haven't repented enough?"

He looks down at his hands, unresponsive. Forcing out a humorless chuckle, you continue, "This whole system is so fucked up, don't you think? Why create something so useless only to tarnish something so beautiful? Why-"

Kyungsoo turns fast, panic written all over his face. "Y/N I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry for that day. It was my fau-" he rushes out the words before you interrupt him.

"You don't have to apologize Kyungsoo. I know you didn't mean it. But it doesn't change the fact that it was all true."

"It's not true Y/N," he repeats with too much guilt in his eyes and you scoff, looking away.

"You know as well as I do that we can't alter human's decisions. We can intensify their hidden desire or maybe provoke them a little but the end result remains in their hand. They choose which way to lean on, we just give them options. The monsters live within themselves."

He places a hand on top of yours and gives it a gentle squeeze. Your eyes start to glisten.

"Without evil, there would be no definition for good. Everything has a purpose in this universe, and the world would be a chaos without even one of it. Different purposes are what keep the world in balance."

With a smile and eyes full of tears you nod.

Kyungsoo too smiles and the gentle breeze blows all the worries away...for now.

You know, you can feel your time coming to an end. But for now, you choose to pretend, so that when the time actually comes you'd have no regrets.

And so you live, like there's no tomorrow, like there's nothing odd, like it was always meant to be this way.

You fill your days with mutual bliss.

"You'll live upon my terms today," you say one morning, lips pulled up in a wicked grin.

Kyungsoo cocks an eyebrow, eyes inquiring.

"I'm the evil queen today and you're going to serve me."

Kyungsoo laughs, amusement clear in his eyes. "As you wish, your Highness," he says, voice playful.

You drag him to the same house you two first met.

"Remember, you aren't supposed to be involved, " you eye him questioning and he nods, a little nervous.

Satisfied, you concentrate on the task.

The boy was already sulking, this time because he didn't get his desired PlayStation. Brat.

You succeed easily, a triumphant smile on your face as the TV shatters into pieces.

Kyungsoo winces but changes his expression into neutral once you avert your gaze towards him.

"Doing good?" you ask him, voice teasing.

He sticks his tongue out resulting you to chuckle.

"So, which did you enjoy more? The TV's cruel fate, the boy's utter lack of obedience or..." he squints his eyes playfully, "my helplessness?"

"Oh, you know..." you wink at him before dragging him out, "Come on now, we can't waste all our day here. I'm only queen for one day, gotta make the most out of it."

Later that day, you sit on the grass, cross-legged, brows furrowed and a whiny pout on your face.

"Y/N I swear it wasn't intentional, I don't even know how it happened. I just couldn't stop myself," Kyungsoo tries to convince you, desperately trying to make you look at him.

You refuse to comply though. You are beyond pissed at him, for he has, once again interrupted in your act.

"Look at me, please, " he puts a hand on your shoulder but you harshly shove it away, moving your head sideways.

Again, he shifts in front of you, "I'm so sorry, please forgive me?" he pleads in the most honey-like gentle voice of his and your facade starts to crack.

Struggling to keep the frown intact on your face, you eventually give up, breaking into a laughter at his utterly wary self.

"You look so cute, " you say, in between laughing hard.

Kyungsoo just watches you in amusement.

You stop laughing when your eyes fall on his face. He looks ethereal. It's like fall in a spell, gaze moving from his eyes to nose to his lips...oh those lips look very inviting and in a stance you start leaning forward.

He doesn't move, not his body not his gaze, like he's also in a spell, the glint in his eyes changing to something indescribable.

A dog starts barking suddenly, breaking you both out of your stance. You flinch a little and then move back to your position awkwardly.

Kyungsoo clears his throat before standing up, proceeding to hold one of his hands toward you, the other behind him, in a bowing posture.

"Allow me, your Highness," he dramatically states and you laugh, offering him your hand.

He helps you stand up, then kneels infront of you, head hanging beneath, "This lowly creature is at your mercy now my queen."

"Hmm...so what do you think your punishment should be?"

Kyungsoo looks up at you before answering, "I suggest you spare my life this once and in exchange I'll gift you the best day of your life."

"It sounds pretty tempting-"

"Oh, you'll love it your Highness, please think about it."

You pretend to be in deep thought, "Ok, I'll take the offer for now. But if you fail to impress me by the end of the day, I'll take your head as compensation."

He smirks, "Sure, your Highness. I'm all yours."

Your cheeks go bright red at the way he stated it. You try to hide it by averting your gaze.

Kyungsoo lets out an amused chuckle before interlacing your hand with his. He ushers you to take flight and you do, holding hands.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

And the rest of the journey goes completely silent.

You stare at him as if he has hit his head doing the dumbest thing possible.

"What?"

"What?"

He rolls his eyes and huffs out a frustrated sigh, "Just trust me okay?"

You sigh at his pleading look, "I guess there's nothing to lose anyway, your head's a pretty good deal."

His face lits up and you feel a slight tug at your heart.

Kyungsoo has brought you to an amusement park, which you thought at first was because there will be far too many opportunities for you to annoy people, and you felt excited for a short while before he informed you of his plans.

"We're going to try out the rides," he had said like it was the most normal thing to do.

You wonder from where did Kyungsoo get this weird idea, you've never seen any of your kind do this before.

You aren't complaining though. Being with him is enough for you, but of course you aren't going to let him know that.

Kyungsoo asks you to choose the rides. You can tell he's hoping you would choose the less scary ones, but it's your day and you're not giving up an opportunity like this to see a scared Kyungsoo.

He goes a little stiff beside you as you head towards the roller coaster ride.

"You're not afraid right?" you ask him tauntingly.

He scoffs, instantly putting on a brave face, "You're forgetting I can fly. What's even there to be afraid of?"

You smirk, before literally screaming, " Then let's gooooo..." pulling him along with you.

"Sit tight, don't let the wind blow you away," you wink at him and he gives you a glare.

The ride starts slowly, "It's boring, " you say, feigning a yawn.

"It hasn't even started yet, " he scowls.

"But it's-" Kyungsoo puts a finger on your lips, "Shushhh."

You roll your eyes but shut your mouth anyway.

He doesn't scream like the humans do, too prideful to give his fear away, but the extra pressure in your hand which he hasn't let go for once since the very beginning is enough to know.

The ride goes well, for you anyway, with you laughing your lungs out more at the bloodless pale sight of Kyungsoo than the thrill of the ride.

He clearly isn't fond of these, yet he lets you jump from one ride to another, each one scarier than the former. Not once does his smile falter.

Kyungsoo literally stumbles out on wobbly legs after your fourth ride on Drop Tower. You particularly loved this one very much. But now as you are looking at his breathless form you can't help but feel a little guilty.

This shouldn't be happening. You should be selfish. Anyone's suffering should purely serve for your satisfaction. But somewhere along the line, everything changed. Your purposes, your rationales, basically your whole track now revolved around an angel. An angel who should be your absolute enemy. And yet here you are.

"Where to now?" Kyungsoo breaks your stance, brows raised teasingly, as he caught you staring at him for far too long.

You shake your head, smiling, not at all embarrassed at getting caught, "Let's end it here."

This is when his smile falters, not entirely but enough to point out the sadness in his eyes. The inevitable, which you both unspokenly decided to push back in your mind for the day- your last day, finally sinks in, and you blink rapidly to keep in your tears.

You've been fading noticeably since this morning. You both know it's going to be your last sunset, which is not much time from now.

"Let's take a rest," he says, a sad smile plastered on his face. Let's spend the last moments together.

He guides you towards the ferries wheel to sit on top of it, your hands still joined together. The sun is still quite visible from here, atleast till the tall buildings start to engulf it.

For a while, you sit there in silence, staring into oblivion. Then exhaling a shaky breath you look at Kyungsoo to find him watching you with a look in his eyes you can't decipher.

"I guess this is it then," you say, forcing a smile.

He just stares blankly.

"You can keep your head, it indeed was the best day of my life," you try to lighten up the mood a little but he still doesn't respond, "It was fun seeing you so scare—"

"Y/N," he calls, eyes fixed on you, "Would you call it love?"

Your breath hitches. You stare at him wide-eyed, unable to form any words.

"I'm promised all the happiness in heaven and still I don't want to go back. I want to stay here, with you, forever. Is it foolish?"

A forced chuckle escapes your lips, "It is very foolish..." you raise a brow, "but I like foolish thoughts."

Shaking his head, he lets out a small laugh.

You look at the ethereal creature infront of you and gulp the lump in your throat.

"Kyu...Kyungsoo, " you croak out, "Do you think it's part of my punishment?"

He gives you a confused look.

You gulp again before continuing, "I'm not supposed to feel anything good, love isn't a feeling I could perceive. Then why do I feel it?"

You return your gaze towards the far sky.

"I thought about it a lot. I think it's my ultimate punishment, I wouldn't have dread perishing if I didn't get a taste of heaven, " taking a sharp breath you continue, "Thank you, Kyungsoo. Though only for a short time, thank you for being the heaven in my hell."

"Y/N, believe me, I wouldn't exchange any heaven for you, I..." The lump in his throat felt painful and words turned into a jumbled mess which couldn't be delivered to express his emotions. So he did the only thing that could.

And when your lips met, so deeply that you could finally taste his soul, pure and serene, and the love he felt for you, the sadness for the inevitable separation— all so strong you could feel them like your own and you knew he could feel yours too.

The lights lit up the entire park to bid goodbye to the mighty sun, and with mingled tears, intertwined tongues and closed eyes, you bid farewell to the world too.

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Little Do They Know

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x PJO (crossover)

Summary: Little do they know, the Great War is only the beginning, and the reason behind Voldemort's doings are different than anticipated. Little do they know, there's a whole other world outside of the one of the Greek Gods' and Goddesses', or that of the wizards'. Little do they know, one so called 'son of Athena' can change the all history (or all future), and one Slytherin boy can do just as much. Little do they know, Malcolm Pace doesn't exist, and Draco Malfoy isn't as bad as he seems. Or maybe... he's worse than they could have ever imagined. (Basically in short form, Draco has to choose between Camp, or Hogwarts. If confused, read author's note)

Terms: X

Warnings: None? If you haven't read Percy Jackson or Harry Potter, there may be spoilers... but I think that's it. People are a little OOC, too.

A/N: Okay, so a few things. First off, Draco is 15 instead of 16, and Percabeth/others are 13/12/whatever. The prophecy of the Seven isn't out yet, too, because it was the prophecy that Lucius was supposed to get (and failed to, so therefore Draco takes his place). Lastly, Hogwarts and Camp Halfblood are in the same country--you choose whether it's America or Scotland, or wherever you want, but Draco still has a different accent than Percy/Annabeth. (As requested by @marieskeez , let me know what you think! Sorry it's not completely the request, it I do hope you still enjoy)

Disclaimer: Idea was a request, so I don't own it. I also don't own Draco, Percy, Annabeth or any other characters/scene. Also, the part that describes the Dark Mark is from Wikipedia... or something like that. I did change a few things, though.

Draco hesitantly rose up from where he slept seconds before, the creaky bed below him causing him to flinch, while he tried not to wake any of his siblings.

C'mon, Malfoy. He told himself. You can't hide forever.

And he was right, Draco couldn't hide forever. Some day, they're going to realize that he isn't a son of Athena. That in fact, he isn't even a demigod. And when that day came, Draco didn't want to be there.

Draco opened an old notebook of his siblings', and scribbled a quick farewell after he took off his sweatshirt. He set it onto his bed. Then, he grabbed his packed bag and fled the camp, pushing the dread of his future away.

--

Draco noticeably shivered as soon as he stepped into the old hotel.

"Are you cold, my love?" A woman's voice asked.

Draco swallowed, "No," he said.

The woman cackled, and stepped into the faint light. "Are you sure?" She asked. Her blood red lips glistened, and her pearly fangs peeked. However, her eyes were still hidden in the shadows of her helmet. But that didn't stop their faint glow.

Draco nodded, scared, like a child. This isn't what Father would have wanted. He told himself.

The woman cocked her head to the side slightly, "Come here, my love." She said.

Draco dragged his feet over to her, and held out his elbow for her to take. The woman did just so, and guided Draco deeper into the Labyrinth, where Voldemort awaited his new tool.

--

All around, demigods cheered for their victory, hugging each other, clashing swords, and even a few scattered kisses from couples.

Well, most demigods cheered.

Annabeth Chase's happiness was short-lived when she realized what really happened. It meant Luke was dead, and Percy...

Oh, Percy! Annabeth's mind screamed at her. Her grey eyes widened, and she sprinted over to where she saw him last, but somehow missed him.

--

The mystery of Malcom Pace was still unsolved to Annabeth and Percy, but they knew he wasn't taken from monster.

At least, not a monster they knew of.

Annabeth Chase paced in her cabin, back and forth, back and forth, until interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming.

"Annabeth! I think I got something!" Percy's shouts echoed through Athena's cabin.

Annabeth shot towards him immeaditely, "What?!" She asked him.

Percy bent over his legs, and panted, holding up a finger to signal Annabeth to wait. Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Give me this," she said, snatching the paper out of Percy's hands.

Annabeth's grey eyes scanned the sheet of paper infront of her, while Percy's expression mocked her. Obviously, Annabeth noticed this, so she stuck her tounge out at him, and proceeded to read.

Finally, she asked "What the Hades is a death eater?" While handing Percy back the paper.

"That's the thing, I-I don't know. No one knows. I... haven't you read anything about it in your books?"

Annabeth looked back to her bookshelf, and back at Percy with a frown. "No." She simply said.

Percy squinted at her like she was crazy, but shrugged it off.

Something wasn't right here.

Annabeth must have noticed, because she walked over to her books, and started to scan though them. Percy followed her, and did the same.

Or, he tried to do the same. Dyslexia didn't mix well with ADHD and reading. Especially the reading part.

"Ha!" Annabeth cheered.

"What?" Percy asked, while scrambling over to her.

Annabeth pointed to a symbol on the paper.

"The Dark Mark is the symbol of Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters. It refers both to a magically induced brand that every Death Eater bears on his or her inner left forearm, and to the same symbol summoned in the sky by curse.

"The Mark appears as a glittering green skull with a snake protruding from its mouth, which is believed to have been inspired by a Basilisk emerging from the mouth of Salazar Slytherin-- Heir of Slytherin, and founder of Slytherin house.

"The symbol is believed to also may be related to Lord Voldemort, as he is a Parselmouth, and leader of the Death Eaters.

"The original Dark Mark that is tattooed on the forearm is black, while the Dark Mark conjured by spell is green. It is also said that the Dark Mark represents immortality and power, a reasonable symbol for the Dark Lord.

"Inactive Marks appear faint, placed on the inner part of the left forearm. Active ones are jet black.

"As both a sign of loyalty and a way of summoning them, Lord Voldemort placed the Dark Mark brand on his followers' inner left forearms. The full process of Lord Voldemort's allies is unknown, but anonymous sources have claimed that this was done by the Dark Lord pressing finger to any Death Eater's Mark, which turns black immeaditely and delivers a burning sensation. Feeling the burn, the Death Eaters then Apparate to Voldemort's side--"

"What does Apparate mean?"

Annabeth shushed her boyfriend, and kept reading.

"It is unknown whether all Death Eaters feel the burning, or if Voldemort can choose to signal a specific person or people. Well known traitors hhave been rumored to somehow reject their summons.

"The deepness of the Mark's colour is connected to Voldemort's physical health. When Voldemort suffered his first defeat, the Marks on the Death Eaters faded. As he began regaining his strength, the faded marks became clearer, and burnt slightly to some, an eager sign of Voldemort's return. Other sources claim the burn comes suddenly and stings rather sharply.

"Death Eaters could also use it to signal Voldemort by pressing on their Dark Marks, as their lord would do. However, only Voldemort's inner circle is supposedly branded with the Dark Mark, which is considered a great honour among his followers.

"As a signature of their work, Death Eaters can also use an unknown spell create an image of the Dark Mark in the sky. The appearance of the Mark in the sky is the same as the Mark on the forearm, but green. It normally appears where there has been a murder by the hands of Death Eaters or Lord Voldemort. Due to the terror Voldemort and his Death Eaters had brought to the world in the First Wizarding War, the Dark Mark being cast over a location brings deep fear to the community, even after Voldemort's downfall.

"The spells used to brand and conjure the Dark Mark were likely invented by Lord Voldemort. He may have based the spell on the Protean Charm."

"Woah," Was all Percy could say.

Annabeth's eyes widened once again, and she scrambled to her feet, taking the book with her.

"Wait!" Percy called after her. "Where ya going?" He sprinted after Annabeth, into the Big House.

"Chiron!" Annabeth shouted, waving her free hand to the centaur. "Chiron," she panted, once she reached him.

Chiron looked down to her, and smiled sweetly. "Yes?"

"It's about Malcolm... the mark on his arm. We-we know what it is! We can--"

Chiron's face grew pale. "Come with me." He said, his eyes flickering to Percy for a minute.

He led them to the beach, and Percy's muscles immediately relaxed.

"Now, I understand you--"

"It's called the Dark Mark!" Annabeth said. Chiron shot her a look, as if to tell her to be quiet. Annabeth winced in apology. "Sorry," she said. "But it's from this guy named Voldemort... we," Annabeth looked to Percy, as if to say 'him and me', "read this book, and it told us something." Annabeth explained, flipping though the pages of her book. "It said that the Voldemort guy has these... followers, named Death Eaters. And they wear the Mark on their arm. It's supposedly set by a spell, but that doesn't make any sense, right? Magic doesn't exist."

Annabeth stopped when she saw Percy, who was talking to a crab. She rolled her eyes, mentally cursing his powers.

"Okay, well that's besides the point! The mark appears--"

"Uh, Annabeth?" Percy called, backing away from the crab infront of him, staring at the darkened sky.

"Black on their arms, but--"

"Annabeth?" Percy asked again.

"Can be spelled into the sky, which will turn it green, and--"

"ANNABETH!" Percy shouted.

Annabeth froze, astonished at Percy's sudden tone of voice. "What!?"

"Look up." Was all the demigod could squeak out.

Annabeth gasped.

There it was, the Dark Mark, in the sky, with people apparating out of the sky.

"Malcolm!" Annabeth squealed, and sprinted towards the horse stables.

"Wha-Annabeth!" Percy shouted while he dashed after her. Chiron just chuckled from behind the two, and trotted after them.

"C'mon, Blackjack." Annabeth said, trying to lure the pegasus out of his stables. Blackjack looked to Percy, Is she for reals? He asked. Percy just shrugged, "It's Malcolm." He said. Blackjack winnied, but followed.

--

In the air, Percy and Annabeth suddenly didn't feel so confident in themselves. Percy shivered from the cold airs touch, and Annabeth got an 'off feeling' in her gut. (It's called instinct, Annie, but whatever.)

When the couple made it to the Mark in the sky, fear brushed over them. But unfortunately, this was nothing new.

Suddenly, a flash of blond hair flew past the two.

"Malcolm!" They shouted. Startled, Malcolm turned around, but it wasn't Malcolm.

It was Draco.

But of course, they didn't know that.

"What are you doin' here!?" He asked. His voice changed, though. A tad deeper, yes, but it was also his accent.

He was British.

"Malcolm..."

Draco pressed his lips together in an attempted smile, but struggled to hold the expression.

"W-we came to save you," Annabeth mumbled, her eyes drifting towards the Mark on his arm. The Dark Mark.

Draco furrowed his eyebrows, Saving? He didn't need saving. He was fine.

"I don't need your help." He simply said, and tried to fly away. Annabeth had other plans, though.

"No, you're not. Come on, Malcolm. Come back to camp with us. You'll be safe--"

Draco's eyes widened, "Safe? Safe?! How can I ever be safe? Annabeth, I'm sorry but you know there's no escaping this."

Percy thought for a moment, and turned to face his friend. "What if there was?" He asked, right as Draco was about to fly away.

"What... what do you mean?"

"I mean, what if you didn't have to fight in... whatever this is. There's gotta be a way out, right?"

"'Fraid not." Draco mumbled.

Annabeth looked down, "No. No, there is a way out!" She suddenly exclaimed. "There is! And here's what we'll do." Draco inched closer to his two friends, and they discussed a plan.

--

Back at Camp Halfblood, life was no less messier than the usual, but Draco was there to help.

As Draco, too. Not as Malcolm.

After fighting his war, Draco was reluctant to go back to Camp, in fear of what others would think of him. What would they do? What would Chiron do?

The answer was, nothing.

Well, within reason.

When Percabeth and Draco returned to camp, demigods cheered. Again. But this time it wasn't because they won a war.

It was because Draco was back, healthy as ever. He greeted his 'siblings', and friends, but unfortunately, like any other good thing, his joy was short-lived.

"Malcolm!" Chiron said, excited that the demigod returned. Draco flinched, but reluctantly dragged his feet over to the centaur.

"Hey, Chiron," he said, and winced at the sound of his own voice.

"We are so glad to have you back." The centaur said. "But... I've been told that things are different, yes?"

Draco nodded his head.

"Very well. Come with me." Chiron said, and Draco followed, with his head hung low in shame.

"So," Chiron said once they made it into a more private area of the Big House.

"So..." Draco echoed, trying not to burst from emotion. He had finally found a place that loves him for who he is. Not for his mother. Not for his father. Him, for him.

"Look, I'm really, really... sorry." Draco said. "I never meant for anything to go this far, I just... it's so beautiful here, and I actually feel like I belong! But I just, I... I'm sorry." He said again.

Chiron laughed. He actually laughed. "No worries, my child." He said. Draco furrowed his eyebrows.

"What did you just say?"

"I said 'no worries'. Hakuna matata, right?"

"I uh, I have no clue what you're talking about."

Chiron laughed again. "It means 'no worries'." He said with a trace of fondness in his voice. "But anyway, don't fret. Percy and Annabeth told me everything." He paused, and then said: "And I believe you did the right thing."

Now, Draco was more confused than ever. Was Chiron mocking him? Was this a trick? Where's his punishment? Was this it?

Chiron must have noticed, because he smiled sadly at Draco, "I understand your pain," he said. No, Draco thought. No, you don't. No one does.

"But I do believe... you still deserve a second chance?" Chiron said. Although, it sounded more like a question to Draco than a statement.

So, of course he said: "If that's alright, yes."

"Of course." He said. "But I must ask, you're not a real demigod, are you?" He said.

Draco pressed his lips into a thin line, "No." He said. "I am a wizard."

Chiron nodded his head, "And I assume your name isn't Malcolm?"

Draco shook his head. "It's Draco." He mumbled.

Chiron studied the boy, and watched the way his eyes filled with panic. "That settles it, then." He whispered.

Draco heard him, and visibly flinched, expecting some sort of punishment.

"My child," Chiron said. "You don't need to worry anymore."

At that, Draco looked up.

"It will be our little secret."

Draco smiled. "But what will we say when they ask?"

"Hmm, family problems, perhaps?"

Draco nodded his head slowly and sheepishly. I mean, it's only partially a lie.

"Very well, then." Chiron said. "Off you go!"

Draco smiled wider at him, the worry lines across his face suddenly dissapeared, and walked out of the Big House, to find his friends.

But of course, not before thanking the gods.