#but i had the idea while thinking about lucy's role in the au

[cepheusgalaxy]

I...I can't resist it *inserts high-stakes plot into the ein bbu au*

[fur-claws-and-eyeballs]

While looking up movie trivia for The Lost Boys I learned that the original IRL comic store that the Frogs’ was filmed in was destroyed in the Loma Prieta Earthquake in 1989.

The quake was a magnitude 6.9 and the epicenter was something like 14 miles NE of Santa Cruz.

Since then I’ve been trying to think of ways that the 1989 quake could be used as a plot device in a fic.

So imagine 2 years after the movie, in a “The Boys Live!” AU it would be interesting to see the quake used to destroy the sunken hotel. Maybe collapse a sea wall and flood it, boulders fall in and block their tunnels, etc. etc. Now they gotta find a new place to live. Maybe Michael is or isn’t a vampire in this version of the story, maybe they remained friends, or even frenemys. Just gimme the boys like “Heeeeyy, Grandpa Emerson, Miss Lucy, haha, how about that time we tried to kill all of you? That was fun. No hard feelings right? You guys got a basement you’re not using?”

Alternately, the quake reveals those evil ancient vampires from the 2016 sequel comic, and the Boys get kicked out of their home and they have to team up with the Emerson’s and the Frogs to take care of the much bigger threat.

Paul: “My tapes!”

Marko: “My birds!”

Sam: “Who cares about that?! The literal fate of Santa Carla is at stake, here!”

David *weeping over his lost wheelchair*: “Yeah, that too, I guess.”

Perhaps in a different version of the ancient vampires are released story the Boys are dead like in the movie and the EmerFrog gang decides that resurrecting them to be allies in the fight is a good idea.

Or yet in a different story, after killing the Lost Boys they seal their bodies in the caves to ensure that no one tries to resurrect them because they’ve literally had Lost Boys groupies/fang bangers looking to bring them back to life. Then the quake happens and cracks the caves back open, letting bad eggs get to their remains for resurrection.

IDK, just seems like a neat plot device, what with the 1906 quake already having a role in the original story.

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Aaaahhh I just finished ‘Merry Men Making Merry’ (otherwise known as MMMM) and I’m so hyped about it!!! I had so much fun reading it, your world-building is amazing, so impressive!

As I said I’m a big fan of the story of Robin Hood and it brings back childhood memories. I like that you can read your fic without having any knowledge of the original story, but if you do have knowledge of it it’s so much fun to recognize parts. Like BBH being friar Tuck had me cackling, it’s perfect!

I always love how you write Larray, I can literally hear him in my head with the way you write him 🤭

Oooh and don’t get me started on the ingenuity of incorporating their background stories through flashbacks, that really made the story come to life for me.

//“You gave me a purpose,” Dream tells him, barely audible over the cracking and popping of the fire. The wind almost carries the words away, but George heard them. They’re his now.//

This is probably my favorite part in the fic. For a moment there you had me fooled because of how the og story ends, but your ending was literally perfect. Anyway, I don’t want to spoil too much and I’ve been going on for too long so for anyone reading this ask please go read the fic, you will not regret it!

Thank you Scoops for giving us such a wonderful story again, you’re amazing!

(All that’s missing was the map of the realms at the beginning of the story, haha)

MMMM because it's finger lickin' good!!! Lol no that's so cringe omg

Spoilers under the cut!

I really wanted to write Robin Hood and I was blessed to get the prompt (It was one of those challenged where you give your top 3 preference and then get assigned one). I knew I could write something actiony/adventury because I LOOOVE writing those and I think I'm pretty good at it. Cc!DNF don't really lend themselves to action and adventure but AU versions of them do. Deep in Dream and The Mushroom King and the Nightmare were some of my favorite stories to write. Like, fully obsessed while I was writing them and working on the world building, and MMMM reminded me heavily of those vibes.

I have seen the DIsney animated movie, of course, and also "Men In Tights" and both of those stories kind of spoof the already famous tropes of Robin Hood, so I did some digging --aka I watched an hour long youtube video essay about the evolution of Robin Hood lore-- and dove in. I wanted to add elements from different "canons" - like Robin Hood being secretly a nobleman. I also didn't want this story to be 100K words (which, as you know, I could easily accidentally do) so I decided for the plot, we would center around something fun-- stealing something, since that's what he's known for. I didn't know how to make George Maid Marian because obviously he has to be the love interest, OBVIOUSLY lol, so once I changed it to Maid Marian being Dream's sister, it all kind of fell into place.

However, I also wanted to see *how* they became the Merry Men, I think that's really interesting and integral to the story, and thus the flashbacks were born. I really don't like flashbacks, both in reading and writing, I think they can be done very very well (Hi Luci!), but normally i just find them really boring, so I had to keep them short and action packed to keep everyone's attention.

BBH as Friar Tuck -- fit tooooo perfectly, I just had to. I went back and forth on George or Sapnap being Little John and then decided it didn't really matter ultimately, they both kind of fill that role. Though, George kind of also rounds out the "Robin Hood" persona --please note that he gets mistaken for Robin Hood at least once in the fic!

I had a blast writing this one and, not going to lie, it got away from me for a while, but @rebelwithoutabroom helped pull me back lol.

Thank you so much for such a lovely review of the story! I'm so glad you liked it <3

(Yes, next time will add a map, though i have no idea what it all would look like so that will add like 5 months onto things. Also, multiple realms, what was I thinking?!)

[b3jewe1ed]

in the spirit of saw x the hunger games au i was talking about earlier i came up with some backstory for it. SPOILER — it’s kind of long and (obviously) mentions death and blood.

i probably will write something based on this idea soon. i just need to find some confidence in my writing and since english isn’t my first language, i also need to make sure it will be as grammatically correct as possible.

but anyways:

• i had troubles figuring out from which district they would be from, but i think district 3 is most fitting,

• lawrence won the 56th game and adam won 68th,

• lawrence’s leg got cut off by district 7 tribute, because she thought it would make him unable to run away as she was killing his friend,

• he did manage to run away, but he was unable to save his friend, so he left her there to eventually bleed out,

• he probably avenged his friend very quickly after though,

• he won his game by what he considers pure luck. he didn’t kill anyone at the end. the last person besides him, district 9 guy, was very sick and couldn’t fight back. he made it so far because he was hiding all the time. he just decided that he will kill himself and he did just that,

• capitol considered him a „boring” victor, because they thought he became useless and unattractive after losing his leg. they also thought he wasn’t as interesting as they wanted him to be, because he didn’t kill the last person standing. this led to them quickly forgetting about him after his victory,

• adam’s game was quite different,

• it was harsh from the very beginning and he wasn’t as strong as people around him,

• the setting wasn’t helping him either,

• he just thought he could hide as long as it was possible and pray,

• it kind of worked, because other people seemed to forget about him, until he was found by the careers,

• one girl almost strangled him to death, but district 9 guy came across the scene and helped adam out,

• they both killed all the careers (it was mostly district 9 guy’s work, but still they worked as a duo from that moment) and that’s when they instantly became capitol’s favourites,

• everything was going good for them, until the other guy got poisoned by berries he found and he didn’t make it, leaving adam alone once again,

• adam then tried to make some makeshift traps to help himself out, but only one of them worked,

• at the end, where it was only him and district 7 girl it became very violent and he got to win by the girl’s mistake,

• after the game capitol loved him, they thought that the fact he was weak at the beginning was just a part of his plan (even though it wasn’t, he was weak at the beginning but gained some skills observing other people throughout the game). they said he was very smart so they wanted to see as much of him as possible,

• he was basically everywhere, they were torturing him with interviews, photoshoots etc.

• he was very tired of it, so he came up with an idea. he cut his face a little to make himself appear unattractive to the capitol and it worked. even though they still considered him a intelligent, violent mastermind they were still capitol citizens. all they cared about was the looks.

• they still bothered him sometimes, but it wasn’t as much as it was before,

• this is when they both met, in the victor’s village. after being forgotten by the capitol adam spent more time in there and one day he met lawrence,

• they both bonded over the fact that they were district 3 winners, but also the fact how quickly they became forgotten after their victory,

• and now something i came up with while writing this,

• they met another district 3 victor, john,

• i won’t write much about him, because i haven’t figured out his role in this yet, but i do have a feeling he could be the one to know something about lucy gray, i mean, their games were close to each other so he definitely heard about her,

• i also have a district 5 amanda in mind, but haven’t figured out her role in there yet,

• all i know about her is that she was allies with lynn in her game, but in the end betrayed and killed her to win the game,

• i think i can say that lynn was a career,

• all the tributes from lawrence’s and adam’s games i mentioned were written with certain saw characters in mind, but i didn’t want to mention their names now until i’m fully convinced of the storyline

that’s all, if you read that all you’re a real one and i love you. can’t say that i will write it for sure, but i’ll try my best

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i'm back w more au stuff!! this time, centering around a pop duo. to tell you the truth, i kind of built this au around them.

anyway, if you have any questions about the au or anything.. i'm always happy to answer. <3 now... hcs under the cut!

♡ trish is the only daughter of model donatella una and fashion photographer aceto doppio. doppio signs his work as 'solido naso' so he can keep his private life separate from his professional life. diavolo is trish's uncle, who often spoils her when he sees her.

♡ growing up, trish had a rather normal life. donatella and doppio wanted to make sure that trish didn't have to deal with invasive questions and paparazzi hounding her, but she's always been interested in the glitz and glamour of her parents' work. instead of modeling, she wanted to write music and eventually become a popstar. she started with a small youtube channel doing covers, and eventually started doing her own original songs.

♡ lucy is the daughter of steven steel, who is a famous director. she's homeschooled so the paparazzi or any fans can't bother her while she's trying to learn, and she's rather well-versed in navigating the industry thanks to her attending many social events with steven, his former protegé funny valentine, and funny's wife scarlet.

♡ when lucy was ten, she decided to become an actress because she enjoyed cameoing in steven's movies growing up. she did commercials and small tv roles until steven eventually put her in his most recent film, a silent way, when she was 13. it was her breakout role. she appeared on a few tv shows after and people still talk about her even now since they're interested in what she'll do next. honestly, she was considering going into music.

♡ shortly before lucy's fifteenth birthday, she met trish through a public performance that trish was putting on. lucy was impressed. when she went home that night, she found trish's youtube channel. with this, her mind was made up. she'd take a break from acting, and focus her energy on singing.

♡ for her birthday present, she had only one wish; to record music, but only if she could record it with trish. 

♡ steven gets into contact with trish and her parents, and they schedule a meeting with each other shortly after. trish isn't totally onboard with the idea initially because she always thought of herself as a solo act. after thinking on it for about a day or two, she comes back and agrees to perform alongside lucy.

♡ they call their act diva riot!! their main sound is glam pop. trish writes a vast majority of their songs, but lucy pitches in with her own ideas as well. their debut album is called roll out the red carpet.

♡ to help them gain some publicity, diavolo invites them to take some photos at passione and offers to put them in the latest issue. they accept, of course. the rest is history

okay!! time for some more miscellaneous thoughts about them together and apart!

♡ lucy helps trish navigate her first few celebrity events, especially since trish isn't the type to suck up to other people. plus, lucy's well aware of who to steer clear of lest their reputations get completely tanked or they get dragged into extremely awkward situations.

♡ in turn, trish helps lucy improve her singing voice. there's a noticeable improvement as they record more albums together, and lucy's grateful for the advice.

♡ one day as a show of friendship, lucy dyes a strip of her hair pink to match trish. in response, trish begins to wear yellow star-themed accessories as a reference to lucy.

♡ lucy idolizes the joestars to an extent, so she gravitates towards star-themed memorabilia. she cameoed in a movie starring johnny once as a kid, and they developed a close friendship with each other since she always hung around set. she hasn't been able to see much of him after his accident.

♡ even before she became famous, trish often hung around passione's studio for fun when her parents were busy. she's friends with bucciarati and the models that picked him to be their agent (abbacchio, mista, narancia, and fugo), but she's still getting used to giorno's presence because he's new.

♡ eventually, lucy begins to hang around passione as well. trish invited her, and she sticks around for someone else as well. who that is a secret between herself and that person.

♡ one time for a concert, trish convinced lucy to perform with actual animals. diavolo secretly paid for it. trish came in on a lioness, while lucy had a snake draped across her shoulders. (britney spears reference? you already know.)

♡ donatello and aceto eventually come to see lucy as a part of the family, while steven does the same for trish. lucy and trish call each other the sisters they never had.

if i had to describe diva riot's overall aesthetic, i'd say it's very bratz inspired. i literally looked up lines i could use for inspo 😭 anyway!! when they're performing, trish's main color is pink while lucy's is orange.

[streettealee]

TLH The Hunger Games AU

@ibrushmyteeth-donttellanyone figured I would put this in a new post. All of my ideas are kind of vague, incoherent, but the one concrete thing I know I'd want from this THG AU is for Matthew Fairchild to take the place of Peeta Mellark within the narrative. Are they rather different people at first glance? Yes. But that makes the way they interact with the story interesting. I mean, if we were doing this based on Which Character Are They Most Like, I think I'd argue Matthew should replace Finnick, and yet, that's not what I want. I want Matthew to be an artistic baker boy with gold hair, a nice smile, and a way with people - that works. I also think he has a mind for politics that we only glimpsed in TLH (remember when Cordelia pointed out that she would have thought Matthew would make a great ambassador for the Nephilim in Downworlder relations in France? I do think she was right in that he would have done a much better job than Charles). His personality suits Peeta's in those regards. I'm curious about what your thoughts might be carrying on from there - how Matthew's differences might change certain things. I don't trust myself to delve into that yet.

As for other characters, I have not a lot of ideas. Katniss is one I really don't know. It could be interesting, actually, if we had Esme Hardcastle in her role and she was fleshed out more as a character. Because if you think about the way she went from mundane life to ascension, it could mirror some of the themes from Katniss' life in poverty and as an 'outsider'. Briefly, I considered perhaps James being in Katniss' place (with Lucie being Prim (my heart is breaking all over again at just the thought, oof)), because personality-wise he could fit, but at the same time... I also don't think he does? The James of a THG AU would be very different from the young man we've come to know in canon, in my opinion, as his familial support would be lacking in a huge way, and overall, I struggle to see him being as reluctantly drawn to Matthew (in the romantic sense) within the bounds of this AU like Katniss is to Peeta, if that makes sense. I'd maybe be more intrigued to see, say, Esme in Katniss' place as she befriends James who is instead from another district and so we have some of that same friendship I think that we saw from the Shadowhunter Academy. I don't know, AUs do have a lot of wiggle room, depending on how one wants to conduct them, so we can still have a James and Matthew close friendship in some form.

Anna Lightwood could be Finnick Odair. No one is really going to change my mind on this. Ariadne could be Annie Cresta.

Christopher as Beetee? Grace as Wiress? Not necessarily that they are them but that they assume their roles in the narrative and bring their own character to them (same as pretty much everyone else, but just thought I'd put that reminder here while we're going through this).

Thomas and Alastair I am stuck on because I just don't know. Most Thomastair fans would just want them to be the Katniss and Peeta dynamic, and I hear you, and this AU is a matter of who you want to be the focus, I suppose, at this point. There's already a lot of Thomastair AUs though and this THG one was first inspired by Matthew as Peeta, so I'm very attached to that.

It feels too basic to create fully human versions of Belial and Lilith to just dub them President Snow and Coin respectively, you know? Instead, I might actually put forward for consideration Bridgestock (we are pretending in this AU that he is not Ariadne's adoptive father and he's just some guy) as Snow, with Charles (under, perhaps, a different surname?) as Coin. Tatiana feels too unstable for either role, and Charles can be removed as Matthew's brother to be this other political figure, because I think he would suit the theme and Coin's arc. But I'm also not as satisfied with this idea. There are a lot of characters in THG and the TLH cast does not easily slip into it. And I'd prefer them to fit in this other way rather than just... throwing the entire cast into an arena and calling it a THG AU because it feels almost cheap.

Anyway, my brain has turned to mush again, I can do no more. Might add later, but please share your own ideas (open to anyone, though I tagged and spoke mostly to @ibrushmyteeth-donttellanyone because the idea came up first when they asked me about something else).

[jnixz]

oh god imagine bacon dialogue for things like Bob's Greenhouse... Him seeing how poorly Bob is coping and by this point he's realized what he did with Helmut oh GOD

The more I think of this silly bacon, the more I realize the AU potential of this idea and AAAaAaaa

like I understand this is just for silly writing but also it being a small role, big impact trope as to how Psychonauts 2′s tone is set to be.

If it were to be present in canon, I think it’d only be available after Ford is gathered and after the reveal. He physically arrived at the Motherlobe after all. Nobody left at camp to be more mindful, and there isn’t available large psitanium deposit to keep him gathered enough as a helpful tip giver. I think his aspects would need to be near enough the deposit to actually have a presence of mind which job to appear for, and most importantly when to be present for his Agent job.

Hnnn just the thought of Ford being able to do more, at least accompanying raz in helping his friends, because if the sea of unsent letters in Cruller’s Correspondence are any indication, he knows how affected the rest of them are as well. And part of it was because of him being shattered and not there.

Just the thought of Raz not being alone anymore in helping the rest of the Psychic 7. 

(He and Ford would have to talk about it first though, that Ford can accompany him but since he needs to look after Lucy, he can do the Bacon thing if Raz would allow it. Given the reveal though I can see why that offer wasn’t made by Ford nor asked by Raz. Bit awkward to ask really, all them unprocessed emotions that need time to think and talk about)

Ford would have a lot to say. And seeing his friends’ mental states would add even more to his guilt. Maybe its why he sent Raz and didn’t go himself (aside from looking after Lucy of course) because there is very high potential he’d get distracted talking about what happened while helping then when Maligula is a top priority to be taken care of.

Entirely possible that it’d be more difficult to get into the Brain Level / Mental Checkup if Ford is there too, and Raz doesn’t need to be there for those long conversations between adults. The psychoportal is a faster way of getting Bob and Cassie that needed help, by someone less involved in the issue and can see it in another perspective. 

Because we are viewing things from mostly Raz’s lens in the game’s time, we don’t know if the psychic 7 had a little catch up on their reunion at the Heptadome or if that happened in the aftermath of the ending or if it is still a discussion to be had after any thing we’ve seen in the game. 

But oh boy Ford seeing their mental states and how he contributed to that downfall. The memory vault of Cassie trying to talk to him but he was scattered, Bob’s spiral with his grief because he didn’t bring Helmut back -- oh god Helmut. Then it would hit him that he was alive (and not the shattered’s acceptance of his ‘death’ what with the murial) -- oh crap I left him at the heptadome where is he oh no he might actually be dead after being left in that jar for so long-- and he hasn’t known Raz discovered him at Otto’s brainframe and oh boy yeah this is really distracting. Mission first Cruller, then everything else after.

Actually, if Ford was an active viewer through Raz’s eyes and like talked to him through psychic link like the agents in the first mission/level with Loboto and RoR, then they could have more conversations instead of just tips from the Bacon. At least then Raz could tell him Helmut was found and in Nick’s body. 

Then Ford could probably keep an eye out for Helmut in the gulch and talked to him more because wowie Helmut sure did skip around Lucy’s house just to see his husband first like he said he would (wait how’d he even get there with the boards all messed up and body of someone who definitely isn’t athletically inclined for jumps? No wonder he took long.) Then maybe Ford would’ve wondered more about the Mole situation and double checked the Forgetful Forest security because Norma how did you even get here better yet how did everybody else get here what

cough anyway, It would’ve definitely taken longer because Ford is involved and this isn’t about the Bacon anymore. 

If it he did it like a mission telepathy thing, then he’d have more personal input on the matter. Stick with the Bacon Tips however? At least there is a limitation so that they can stick to the matter at hand and resolve things quicker.

Interestingly enough, because we didn’t have Ford helping out Raz in two whenever we got stuck on something, we get to see Raz’s own knowledge about this stuff what with him saying aloud what the player needs to do. That wasn’t much of a thing in the first game. 

Here we get to see Raz make his own conclusions and tips, like what’s happening with Psi-king, the reassurances to Compton about performance, recognizing what the Librarian is really about, and recognizing the mental constructs in Bob’s head are definitely not accurate . A nice show of a subtle growth for Raz from the first game, or just a showcase of the part that makes Raz a great psychonaut that Ford saw in him already.

Damn I got off to a tangent with this train of thought. 

Who knew Bacon could be so important?

[mittensmorgul]

You posted something about Crowley and it made me think: was having Dean really what he wanted? I think he was definitely attracted to both Dean and Cas and probably seduced Cas just to get Dean’s attention. Was Dean Crowley’s Lisa in the sense that he liked the idea of Dean and moped after their summer of love ended, but would the real Dean not Demon Dean have satisfied him in the long run? Especially since we saw Demon Dean became a frustration. Was Crowley really looking for love?

Hi there!

I've posted a lot of things about Crowley, and I think the most recent thing I reblogged may have been a fanfic with the premise that Crowley helped Cas get back out of the Empty, with an endgame relationship tag of Crowley/AU!Dean (fiat mcgee, aka the altchester huntercorp dean), so I don't know if that's the post you're referring to or not.

But I kind of like that comparison, of Dean being Crowley's Lisa, because Lisa was what Dean needed during that year. She legitimately cared about him, but also recognized that their relationship was not meant to be. They could've been friendly exes if Dean hadn't been driven to protect her by literally extracting himself from her life in every way imaginable.

And I don't mean comparing only Dean's time as a demon to his time at Lisa's...

I do think Crowley had multiple motives for his relationship with Dean. Remember the whole MoC arc started when Crowley was at a dangerously low point and desperately feeling his lost humanity, trying to recapture it however he could. And Dean happened to be conveniently adjacent.

We know Crowley's M.O. He seeks power, but in a practical way. He seeks his own security, and never wants to find himself at the whim of someone more powerful than him. I mean, this is why he chose to help TFW from the start way back in s5. He gave them what at the time was the most powerful supernatural weapon they knew of to stop Lucifer. It didn't work, but he proved he could be a valuable ally when it suited his needs.

Crowley has always, therefore, been drawn to Powerful Things That Could Be Useful To Him. He's alluded to his "warehouses" multiple times in canon, and we know he was the one who bartered for his own security with Ramiel by giving him the Colt (in addition to the lance of Michael that was the gift presented to him by all of Hell in an official capacity, the Colt was Crowley's personal gift). That's how he ended up in charge of Hell in the first place. He didn't want the job, per se, but he didn't want some other demon getting it and destroying the stability and security he'd built for himself, either.

And Dean? If Dean was fully on Team Crowley? Well, that would've been the sort of power play that could've made his power base into an unshakable throne. The fact Crowley seemed to develop legitimate feelings for Dean, even as a demon who was powerful enough in his own right that he could refuse to submit to Crowley's rule. I think it broke Crowley's heart a little bit that as a demon Dean didn't really seem to care about ~anything~ really... that the thing that had made Dean so personally captivating to Crowley (as opposed to his prowess as a potential warrior/defender of his throne) was effectively gone.

I don't know that it was a "my one true love has forsaken me" so much as-- as you said re: Dean and Lisa, too-- lamenting the loss of what could have been while acknowledging what it actually was. Maybe not a grand romance of the ages, but genuine care at a moment when Crowley had been at his own "most human" in the narrative.

I mean, I can see that without Dean's influence in his life at that relatively vulnerable moment, Crowley could very well have slipped all the way back into being the demon he'd always been. To an extent, the narrative kept trying to force him into that role, too. He was still trying to hold on to his power base, not because he particularly wanted it, but because anything else would've likely led to his own death. It seems like there's only one way to lose the throne of Hell, you know? And I hate that for him.

Do I think he was actually ~in love with Dean~? I think he had genuine feelings for Dean, yes. I believe he genuinely mourned the fact that Dean didn't and couldn't reciprocate those feelings. While he was a demon Dean didn't really ~have~ those sorts of feelings. Everything was just about having a good time and satisfying needs and desires. And then his humanity was restored (because of Crowley's direct intervention to make that happen) and he sort of knew that Dean would be lost to him after that, and did it anyway. I think there was at least some element of genuine care for Dean mixed in there with his purely practical acknowledgement that Demon!Dean was not the asset to his own power base that Crowley had hoped he might become in time.

So while I think he was at least partly motivated by his own personal security in gaining Dean as an ally and even friend, I do believe he genuinely had warm feelings in a very human way for Dean, too. Was it love? Was Crowley "looking" for love specifically? I don't think he would've been averse to that if Dean had reciprocated his feelings, but I don't think he was specifically looking for it. I don't think it was a primary motive for everything he did with and for Dean.

I mean, after that, Crowley's whole arc with Rowena, about his abandonment by her having become a central point to his character arc, and both his and her respective thoughts and feelings about Love as a concept really add nuance over the next few seasons. It goes back to 8.23 and Crowley's "I deserve to be loved!" So it's impossible not to credit his relationship with Dean as an exploration of that concept, as well.

So much of Supernatural is centered around themes of love-- what we do for love, what is worth sacrificing to save what you love, and every variation of love under the sun. When a character's arc is framed around his having been denied love and what he was willing to do to seek revenge for that, it's impossible to say he wasn't seeking to be loved, you know?

I just think his entire relationship with Dean came about at a time he was exceptionally vulnerable, and that he actually grew as a character as a result of his relationship with Dean. And we'll see that growth between both him and Dean right through to the end of s12, when it was all tragically cut short.

(though I do love and support Mark Sheppard for deciding he was done playing a character stuck in narrative limbo and playing second fiddle to Lucifer because of Eugenie's weird obsession... so yeah, I'm righteously irked on his behalf and on behalf of all the rest of us who should never have had to deal with Lucifer instead of Crowley at all... his entire character was just squandered and it's a crime, okay?)

If Crowley had lived, or returned, I feel like he would've been starting again from a much healthier standpoint in his relationship with Dean, too. I appreciate the tag for them "mostly civil exes" because that's really what their relationship became by s12. Not even getting into the point that I personally was hoping that Lucifer was just dead after Amara ripped him out of Cas in s11, and it felt so far beneath Crowley to attempt to use Luci for his own ends in s12 that I found that entire arc to be contrived and ridiculous, too, after the fact when the reasons for it came to light. It's just... not the point of this post. :'D

[theladyofdeath]

In the Bleak Midwinter {6}

A Throne of Glass Period AU: 1920s.

Summary: 2 years after Arobynn Hammel is killed by Rowan Whitethorn, Maeve has returned from Eyllwe with a vengeance. Meanwhile, Rowan is getting married, Lorcan is a father, and Lysandra is finally ready to give her heart away. There’s been peace in The Cadre’s Orynth for 2 years, but peace never lasts.

A/N: I mean....

All characters belong to SJM. I am no more than a fan with a plot.

**Warning: mature content - language, alcohol use, drug use, sex, murders and shit.

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The Cadre - 1920s AU {TOG}

In the Bleak Midwinter {The Cadre, Part 2}

Lorcan hadn’t left his room in days, except for the funeral.

He laid in their bed, clinging to her pillow, desperate for her scent.

He knew he had to get up, knew he had a job to do, knew there was more to life than this, but he couldn’t force himself, not yet.

She was gone.

His wife.

Gone.

The mother of his child.

Gone.

The love of his life.

Gone.

The only woman to take his heart and make it a part of her own.

Gone.

He had failed her.

The thought was too unbearable, his reality was too unbearable, so he stayed in bed, sleeping, sometimes, but mostly awake, drowning in his unfathomable thoughts.

From time to time, she appeared to him. One night, he saw her reflection in the floor length mirror in the corner of the room, watching him. And just this morning, she was standing at the foot of their bed, watching him, lovingly.

He knew she wasn’t real, knew it was just his mind playing tricks, knew it was only her ghost keeping close to him, but he lived for those moments, longed for those moments, when she appeared.

But as soon as she appeared, she was gone, once again.

Natalia would check on him from time to time. She would say nothing as she entered, but would bring him food, water, cigarettes, whiskey. She removed all the guns from his room, took the revolver out of the holster that was strapped to his body, but other than that, the nanny left him alone.

And took care of Lucy.

Lucille, his baby.

Lucille, his joy.

Lucille, the little girl that would never get to fully know her mother.

Lorcan rolled onto his back, Elide’s pillow clinging to his chest, and stared at the ceiling as the door to his bedroom burst open.

Rowan came in, silently closing the door behind him, and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn’t look at Lorcan. Lorcan didn’t look at him. A moment of silence passed, in which Rowan took a cigarette out of the case in his front pocket. He put it between his wet lips. He lit the end.

Then he offered one to Lorcan.

They smoked, and let that smoke fill the air as the silence ensued. It wasn’t until the cigarette was nearly disintegrated that Rowan said, “I need you, Lor.”

Lorcan didn’t reply.

He felt nothing.

“Everyone’s coming to the estate,” Rowan went on, still not meeting Lorcan’s gaze. His back was to him as he laid with Elide’s pillow, staring at the ceiling, a cigarette clenched between his  teeth. “We’re staying together. It’s not safe. Maeve has proven that she has men everywhere.”

Still, Lorcan said nothing.

He couldn’t.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d spoken, had forgotten how to form a word.

“I would like you there, too,” Rowan said. “And Luce. And that scary ass nanny of yours.”

In the back of his mind, Lorcan thought he should laugh, but he couldn’t.

Laughter was pointless.

“Come on,” Rowan said, after a moment. “Pack a bag, meet me downstairs, we’ll go to the estate together.”

Lorcan stayed perfectly still.

“Aelin has requested a pork roast for dinner,” Rowan went on. “You like pork roast.”

Lorcan hadn’t eaten in days.

Rowan looked over his shoulder, then, and Lorcan met his gaze, recognizing the pain in his old friend’s pine-green eyes. If only he knew what true pain was. Rowan had no idea, but Lorcan knew. Lorcan knew pain, Lorcan knew heartache, Lorcan knew what it was like to have his entire world crumbling beneath him with nowhere to land.

“Come on, Lor,” Rowan said, once again, his voice low. “Since when are you one to let the world defeat you?”

Lorcan took the cigarette out of his mouth and slowly met his friend’s, his leader’s, face. “Since my wife took a bullet that was meant for me.”

His words slurred, and he wondered just how much whiskey he had taken in.

Rowan’s jaw locked, but he nodded, gaze falling away from Lorcan’s, as if he couldn’t take Lorcan’s heartwrenching gaze any longer.

After a minute, Rowan said, “I’ll tell Natalia to pack her and Lucy’s belongings. We’ll meet you downstairs.”

Then he was up on his feet, his boots padding heavily against the wooden floorboards, and he was gone.

Lorcan laid there for another moment, processing. He knew Rowan was right, knew it was wiser to stay together, but Lorcan didn’t give a damn about his life, not without Elide.

Not without his fucking wife.

And yet, he wasn’t the only one he had to think about.

He had Lucy.

Lucy needed to be safe. For if he lost Lucy, he would have nothing left.

That, and that alone, was the only reason why Lorcan pulled himself off of his bed. He stumbled to his wardrobe, where he tossed a few things onto his bed, along with his bag from the army. He packed lightly and didn’t realize tears were streaming down his face until he was zipping the bag closed, and the canvas fabric was becoming spotted, over and over again, with wet drops.

He tossed the bag over his shoulder, grabbed a hat and pulled it over his tangled hair, slipped on his boots without tying them, and opened his bedroom door.

He had nearly forgotten what the hallway looked like.

A massive painting of him, Elide, and Lucy hung at the top of the stairs, and Lorcan stopped as he reached it, staring at their faces.

It was beautiful.

Done by one of Orynth’s best.

Now, he wished for it to burn, for it was only a reminder.

Maybe it was best to be at Rowan’s just for the fact that there were no reminders of the life he once had, not so long ago.

Lorcan nearly stumbled down the stairs, hardly able to keep his balance as he took step after step.

Rowan was waiting in an armchair, smoking another cigarette as he bounced a giggling Lucy on his knee. Lorcan wondered if Lucy even realized her mother was gone, dead, nothing. She wasn’t even two.

He pushed the thought aside and looked to Natalia, who was already watching him, wearily. She held two bags in her hands, so Lorcan assumed she had already packed.

With a sigh, Lorcan dropped his bag and went over to Rowan and Lucy. He felt guilty. He’d hardly seen his daughter in a week, but it was probably for the best.

He was not the best role model to have around a toddler.

“Hello, my love,” he whispered, when Lucy spotted him and reached up her arms.

Lorcan picked her up and kissed her forehead. He tried to smile, but failed.

“Dada,” she smiled, smacking his cheeks.

“Yeah,” Lorcan breathed. “We’re going to Uncle Ro’s for a while. Yeah?”

“Ya,” Lucy repeated. He carried her to where his bag lied on the Persian rug, and picked it up, once more, and slung it over his shoulder.

“Mama!” Lucy said.

Lorcan froze, his entire body going tense, his jaw going rigid, his mind replaying the scene he had witnessed.

Elide lying on the tile.

Bleeding on the marble.

Laying in his arms.

Motionless.

Lorcan blinked, following the line of Lucy’s pointed finger.

She was pointing at a small portrait of Elide that was sitting on the end table near them.

“Mama,” Lucy repeated, and it took everything in Lorcan to keep a straight face, to not show fear, to not show sadness, to not cry in front of these people.

Clearing his throat, Lorcan took the portrait off the table and shoved it into his bag.

“Yeah,” he whispered. “Mama will come, too.”

~~~~~

Lysandra looked around the room she would be staying in. She had been in Aelin and Rowan’s house plenty of times, but there were so many guest rooms that she hadn’t been in them all.

The one she was occupying being one of them.

There wasn’t a lot.

A bed, a vanity, a few paintings, a wardrobe.

When Rowan called the Cadre to stay in his estate, he thought that Lysandra should be part of that, too. She was the organizer of the Cadre. The heart of the Cadre, as he called her.

And after what had happened to Elide…

Lysandra didn’t protest.

Poor Elide.

Shot for a bullet that was meant for her husband. Knowing Elide, Lysandra knew that was how she wanted to go, knew that she thought she had been protecting Lorcan and hadn’t regretted it. She loved that man, had found some kindness and beauty in him that Lysandra had only recently begun to understand.

She loved him.

And she had died because of him.

Lysandra hadn’t been there. She had been with Aedion, tangled up in his arms. They had never made it to the gala, had only heard the news when Gavriel came pounding on her door hours later.

The guilt had been eating her alive.

Not that she thought there was anything she could have done to have save her friend, but she should have been there with her.

She should have been there with Elide in her last moments.

From what Aelin told her, it was a sight no one wanted to ever relive, Lorcan hovering, sobbing, wailing over his wife.

Lorcan Salvaterre had made Lysandra pissed off more times than she should count.

But she knew one thing, for certain.

Lorcan loved Elide.

And he didn’t deserve to lose her.

Elide didn’t deserve any of it.

Lysandra popped open her travelling case to hang up her clothes. As she opened the wardrobe, a knock came to the door.

“Come in!” she called.

She thought it would have been Aelin, but Aedion entered and shut the door softly behind him.

“Hey,” he whispered.

She smiled, softly. “Hey. I didn’t know you were coming by.”

“I’m staying here,” he said, simply. “The others are staying with Rhoe while the battle with Maeve goes on...but, Aelin said they had plenty of rooms and offered me one.”

“They do have plenty of rooms,” Lysandra said, looking around, although all she could see was her one room, her four walls.

“That they do,” Aedion said, laughing under his breath, although the light never reached his eyes. “I haven’t seen you in a few days.”

“Sorry,” she muttered. “I’ve been busy.”

“No, I get it,” Aedion said, quickly. “I just….I wanted to see you. Make sure you were okay.”

Lysandra wasn’t sure if she was okay, though. She would survive, sure, but Elide had been a close friend. The absence of her was unbearable, and her death also meant that Maeve was true to her word.

Even if Elide hadn’t been her target.

“I’m okay,” she whispered, slowly, continuing to hang up her clothes.

“Okay,” Aedion breathed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, I just wanted to let you know I was here. If you…..need me, I’m right across the hall.”

When Lysandra said nothing, Aedion turned to leave.

“Aedion,” she said, terrified that he would leave worrying that she was angry with him.

He stopped and looked back at her, over his shoulder, and the look in his eyes was genuine when he said, “It’s okay. I get it. I really do.”

Then, he was gone, and Lysandra was left alone, hanging up her clothes in silence.

~~~~~

Supper time rolled around and Rowan’s chefs prepared them a glorious meal. Everyone ate, except for Lorcan, although no one said a word. He could tell Aelin was on the verge of having a meltdown, whether it was because of the hormones or because she hated prolonged silence, he wasn’t sure.

“I should bring his food up to him, at least,” Aelin muttered, staring at Lorcan’s vacant spot across from her. “He needs to eat.”

“Let him be for tonight,” Rowan mumbled back, and that was that.

He wasn’t hungry much, either. His pork roast sat on his plate with roasted potatoes and carrots, but he hadn’t taken a bite, had only pushed his food around with his fork.

Aelin slowly set down her fork and dabbed her mouth with her napkin before she pushed her chair back and went to the other side of the table, took Lorcan’s plate, and left the room.

Rowan dropped his fork and it hit his plate with a clatter that had everyone jumping amidst the silence. Fully ignoring his manners, not that he had too many, Rowan put his elbows up on the table and threw his face into his hands.

“She feels like she’s helping,” Gavriel said, from the other end of the long table. “Let her.”

Rowan didn’t reply, didn’t even look up from his hands. Yes, Aelin felt like she was helping, but she wasn’t. All she had done in the past week was “help”. It was her way of getting her mind off of things.

Lorcan had lost a wife.

But Aelin had lost one of her best and longest friends.

And it was all his fault.

Rowan had lied awake every night, wondering how the fuck Elide was the first to go. The bullet hadn’t even been meant for her, which only made it worse. Fate was telling Rowan Whitethorn that he deserved the worst the world had to offer.

And it started with Elide, started with his pregnant wife in pain over the loss of her friend, started with his best friend in catastrophic anguish over the loss of his wife.

And it was all his fault.

Maeve had promised him that he would watch the others die, that he would suffer before meeting his end, and at first, they were just words, but now they were a reality.

At least they had all agreed to stay together.

Stay together, until Maeve and her men were dead. Even when Maeve was gone, Rowan wasn’t sure it would stop.

Maeve had to die.

Her men had to die.

And Rowan would see to it that no one else he cared for died.

“Rowan.”

He slowly looked up from his hands and met Gavriel’s gaze. Aedion sat beside him, eating slowly, Lysandra on his opposite side, watching Rowan with sadness in her eyes.

“What happened to Elide wasn’t your-.”

“Don’t,” Rowan said, pushing himself back from the table. “Aelin’s told me as much, countless times.”

A table full of people remained as Rowan fled from the dining room, down the hall and through the foyer until he let himself outside. The sun was sinking, it would soon be dark.

And no one was to be outside after dark.

He felt pathetic, making them all hide away until he could figure out a way to end this thing. He didn’t know how, though. He had no idea how to stop her.

Out of all the people in the world, his aunt, his blood, would be his end.

And Elide…

She deserved better.

And it was all Rowan’s fault.

His fault.

With his hands in his pockets and a cigarette between his teeth, Rowan headed around the side of the house, where the stables sat. He walked up to the stall that was holding his newest, prized mare. All black, faster than any racehorse he’d owned before. Beautiful, fast, and here she was, sitting in a stall for his pleasure.

He sighed, petting the horse, softly. She huffed and swung her head, which only made him snort. She was young, yet. A funny little thing with quite the attitude.

Aelin had grown quite fond of her.

Rowan was pretty sure the horse was her true spirit animal.

Soft footsteps and the crunching of leaves came from just outside of the stables and Rowan froze. His gun was out of its holster, cocked, and pointing in the direction of the threshold as the figure rounded the corner.

And yelped. “Gods, fuck, Ro.”

Rowan slowly lowered his gun as the breath left his body, his shoulders deflating.

Lysandra shook her head as she met him at his side, admiring the horse he was petting. “You can’t just go pointing that thing around.”

“I wouldn’t shoot you,” he said, a little bite to his voice.

“I know,” Lysandra said, quietly, reaching up to brush her fingers along the horse’s neck. “Gav was right, you know, and he means well. What happened to Elide wasn’t your fault.”

Rowan said nothing, he simply turned around and leaned up against the wooden post, his eyes closing as he took a long, slow drag from the cigarette between his fingers.

Lysandra scoffed. “Really? You’re just going to ignore me? Close your eyes and pretend I don’t exist until I walk away?”

“Yes,” he mumbled.

“No,” she said, and the cigarette was taken out of his hand, forcing his eyes to fly open. He met her fiery emerald gaze as she dropped his cigarette into the dirt and put it out with the heel of her Mary-Janes. She took a step closer to him and poked him in the chest with a pointed finger. “I’m not going anywhere, and you will talk about this with me.”

“I have nothing to say,” he said, refusing to move.

“That’s bullshit,” she snapped. “You seem to forget that I know you better than that.”

“I haven’t forgotten anything,” he said, voice low, a warning in his eyes, in his growl.

“Really?” Lysandra said, brows shooting up. He could smell the vodka on her breath. “Because it sure as hell seems that you’ve forgotten that you’re not the only one involved in this, Ro! We all are, and we’re all hurting right now!”

“You don’t think I know that? You don’t think that I fucking know that?” He asked, his voice raising as he pushed himself off of the post. Lysandra didn’t move, though. She stayed put, staring up at him with wide eyes and a locked jaw. “I fucking know that, Lysandra! Alright? I know that Lorcan has been in fucking hell, and I know that you and Ae have been in fucking hell! And I also know that it is my fucking fault, no matter how much you, or my wife, or Gavriel try to tell me otherwise! But you wanna know the truth of it? You wanna know the truth of it, yeah? I don’t know how to fucking make it stop!”

Lysandra didn’t say a word. Her chest rose and fell in heavy breaths as Rowan screamed in her face.

“All I can think about is who will be next,” he breathed, his green eyes wild, dark, crazed. “All I can fucking think about is it being Aelin, or you, or one of the guys, or one of Rhoe’s guys, and, I just, it’s driving me fucking mad! I’ve got nothing, alright? I have no strategy, I have few men, and I don’t know where the fuck Maeve is or what the fuck she’s planning!”

“Rowa-.”

“She won’t stop until I’m dead, Lysandra,” he said, laughing humorlessly as the words flowed out. “She won’t fucking stop until I’m six feet under, so let’s just cut this short, eh? She doesn’t want to kill me first, she wants me to suffer, but I’m the one she wants dead. It needs to stop. It has to stop. Make it stop.”

With a steady hand, and his heavy breaths intruding on the newfound silence as his words came to an abrupt end, he held out his gun to her.

“Take it.”

Lysandra’s eyes widened as she shook her head, quickly, realizing what he was implying. “No.”

“Shoot me.” His words were short, clipped, demanding.

“No,” she said, her word just as hard.

“Fucking take it!” he yelled, making tears spring into Lysandra’s eyes.

“No,” she pleaded, her head still shaking, his short hair flying wildly into the dampness on her cheeks as those tears streamed onto her cool, paled skin.

“Someone else is going to die, Lysandra! Take it!”

She couldn’t say it again, but she wouldn’t do it, only watched him with such sadness that it sent his heart crumbling away into nothingness.

“Make it stop!” His voice echoed in the silence of the stables as he screamed, a loud, broken string of three words that had his throat feeling hoarse.

Lysandra kept her hands at her sides as her soft sobs shook her body. But she said, barely audible, “No.”

Rowan’s chest was heaving as he screamed. No words, just a morbid, mangled noise. He was crying, knew he was crying, didn’t care that he was crying. Shoot me, shoot me, shoot me, he pleaded, inside of his mind as his screams faded away into the oncoming nightfall.

But Lysandra took his gun out of his hand and emptied it out before opening his jacket and putting it back into his holster. Then, she took his face into her hands and brushed away his tears before pulling him into her, and wrapping her arms around his body.

They stayed like that for a moment in nothing but the silence before Lysandra said, “We will get through this, Ro, but we will get through it together. And to do that, we will need our leader.”

~~~~~~~~

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Sinfully Nalu Prompt suggestions.

Here are suggestions for the Sinfully NaLu event prompts! If you want to use one, let me know and I can cross it out if you want. If none of these work for you but you still want an idea for the prompt, let me know and I can try to help!

1. Biting/Fangs/Teeth:  Now that Natsu and Lucy are together, Natsu has taken a liking to “marking” Lucy by leaving bite marks all over her. Though she enjoys it, it is a source of constant teasing from the other FT ladies whenever they bathe together. So she devises a way to get back at Natsu and leave some marks of her own. With research help from Levy, Lucy finds a spell that temporarily gives her fangs like Natsu. Next time they are alone together, they take great pleasure in marking each other up.

2. Biting/Fangs/Teeth: While fixing Natsu’s favorite spicy meal, Lucy spills some on herself after he sneaks up on her. Before she can get mad, Natsu is already licking the mess off of her. Liking the taste, he decides to make a meal out of Lucy instead.

3. Public Sex:  (Post Series) Fairy Tail is participating in the Grand Magic games yet again and are doing well. Natsu and Lucy are participating this year and after a few successful wins, they decide to celebrate in the team locker room.

4. Public Sex: During a stay at a fancy onsen,Lucy and Natsu indulge in a night of drinking at the bar after a dip in the hotspring. Unsurprisingly, Lucy becomes a bit tipsy and starts becoming extra  flirty and handsy with Natsu.  So he decides to end their night of drinking early and take Lucy back to their room to give her what she wants. Or he tries too but the place is big and gets lost. Lucy loses her patience and kisses Natsu against a wall and says she can’t wait anymore and they could go at it right then and there if they need to. Natsu is surprised but thrilled at her suggestion. Since it's late and the hallway is deserted, they go for it and Natsu takes her against the wall there.

5. Public Sex: Natsu and Lucy sneak off during a break at one of her book signings to have some fun at the back of the book store.

6. Public Sex: After starting the latest bar fight at the guild, Natsu is tasked with cleaning the FT pool as punishment. He manages to drag Lucy along to help him. But they can only see each other scantily clad and working up a sweat for so long before they go at it right in the pool.

7. Public Sex: (Modern AU)  Natsu and Lucy are enjoying a comic convention that they go to every year. Dressed up in cosplay the two wander the main hall and get quite a bit of attention due to their sexy cosplay. When Lucy gets a little too much attention, Natsu drags her off the main floor and finds a quiet place for a quickie.

8. Public Sex: When Lucy tells Natsu he can pick their next date location she knew she was asking for trouble and he confirms her fears by taking her to a nude beach. When she realizes he picked the location specifically to fluster her she decides two can play at that game and the two tease each other the entire time they are there. They of course get carried away and sneak somewhere hidden to go at it before they get caught.   Afterward Lucy realizes that she really had fun there and is open to returning.  Also works under the Secret prompt.  (Old Prompt)

9. Dirty Talk/Texting  Natsu and Lucy have been together for a couple of months now and can’t keep their hands off each other. It gets so bad that Lucy’s friends need to drag her away for some girl time at a spa/onsen. NaLu secretly keeps in touch via text and face time throughout Lucy’s trip but things escalate when a drunken and flirty Lucy starts sending Natsu risque pics and texts throughout her time there.   Their escapades end with a video chat session that turns steamy.  (Old Prompt)

10. Dirty talk/Sexting: After nearly destroying half a town during a mission, Natsu is brought before the magic council for the standard lecture. During which he mostly ignores them and texts Lucy under the table. To tease her, he makes the topic dirty and about the things they’ll do together when he gets home. But she takes him by surprise by making the conversation even dirtier and soon Natsu has another problem under the table.

11. Dirty Talk/Sexting:  Lucy and Natsu want to spice things up their sex life and they think adding dirty talk will help. They both do their own research on what they think sexy dirty talk will sound like (Lucy from the library/Levy, Natsu from the older FT guys). After their research they get together to put it to the test with… interesting results.

12. Dirty Talk/Sexting: Lucy is away on a week long photo shoot while Natsu is at home recovering from an injury. When he complains to her that he is bored, she decides to start sending him pictures of her in various sexy outfits she is wearing for the shoot. The messages between them become sexier and devolve into Natsu telling her what he wants to do to her and Lucy sending even more sexy/nude pics to instigate him (Optional: Lucy has a lady friend help her take the pics.)

13. Wedding night/Wedding:  Natsu and Lucy’s dream wedding is not going as expected. Natsu sees Lucy too early, the half the guests are delayed by a storm, there are issues with the food ect. So Natsu and Lucy find an empty room at the venue (or wherever the wedding takes place) and have a quiet moment together and are just glad they have each other. The tender moment quickly turns mischievous when one of them suggests a quickie to take the edge off. They are of course accidentally caught on camera by the wedding photographer.

14. Wedding Night/Wedding: NaLu have just gotten married and have just arrived at their hotel room to “celebrate”. Throughout the day, Natsu has been teasing Lucy that she looked great in her dress but he was going to burn it off her once they are alone and to his surprise she does encourage him to burn it off. Revealing that there was a spell on the dress that burned it off without hurting her and that she was wearing flame themed lingerie underneath. Now the fun can really begin.  (Lucy can switch out her actual wedding dress with this one before the scene takes place. I doubt she would burn the real thing.)

15. Snowed in/Trapped: Natsu and Lucy are stuck at home after several days of heavy snow. With Natsu crawling up the wall from boredom, Lucy makes a suggestion. With the help of Virgo and Natsu’s magic, they use the excess snow to create an impromptu hot spring in their backyard. As a challenge from Natsu, they two streak nude across the rest of the snow in their yard to get to the spring. An extra excuse to cuddle for warmth once they get there. Which of course leads to other things.

16. Snowed In/Trapped: A huge snow storm has blocked all the roads and has made a mess on the Dragneel household, so Natsu and Lucy spend their morning clearing the surrounding snow. Natsu of course starts a snowball fight that ends with him putting snow down Lucy’s shirt and her using Aquarius in retaliation. Now both thoroughly soaked, the two head inside, strip down, and must think of some creative ways to “warm up”.

17. Marking/Mating/Ritual:  An attempt to get Natsu’s DS mating cycle under control backfires when the spell that is supposed to calm him down, just gives his mating urges to Lucy instead. Now he must tend to her every need for 72 hours until the spell passes.

18. Marking/Mating/Ritual: After Lucy and Natsu get married, they are offered a rare honor by the Celestial Spirit King to perform a special mating ritual in the Celestial World. During this ritual their souls temporarily merge and it's supposed to be a deep bonding experience. Other future benefits is that they can share magic when they need to and can sense where the other is any time. They are given their own special villa to stay at where they can perform the ritual and not have to worry about their energy draining or losing time while in the Celestial World.

19. Starting a Family:  (Edolas)  Lucy Ashley is pregnant with her and Natsu Doragion’s first child and her sex drive is through the roof. So before he goes on his next solo mission, she is sure to get as much out of him as she can. He is more than happy (and a bit scared) to help.

20. Starting a Family: Natsu and Lucy have been in a friends with benefits relationship for quite some time, too afraid of ruining their friendship if they were to take things further. But when Natsu gets Lucy pregnant, they must figure out what their new relationship is going to be and how they are going to start a family together.

21. Massage/Masseuse: (Modern AU): Lucy has been visiting a massage parlor frequently lately (either for stress relief or for Physical Therapy). But mostly she goes there to flirt with her favorite masseuse, Natsu. He likes to flirt back too but attempts to be professional about it. Until eventually the sexual tension between them snaps and they go at it then and there.   (Roles can be flipped)

22. Massage/Masseuse: When Natsu takes a bad hit during a mission, he needs healing ointment rubbed onto his body regularly for a week. His girlfriend Lucy is happy to help him with this and they both indulge in a Nurse/Patient role-play they’ve been wanting to try.

23. Massage/Masseuse (Minor Hero’s/Edens Zero crossover): Lucy and Natsu are visiting the Edens Zero crew on their ship. When the crew becomes preoccupied with something, they encourage Natsu and Lucy to indulge in the bath and massage room. Which they gladly do. After their bath the two head to the massage room where Natsu plans on giving Lucy the rub down of her life!

24. Magic: (Whip) Lucy has gotten a new electrical whip. When Natsu puts them in the red again for being too destructive on a mission, she decides he needs to be punished. So next time they are intimate, she introduces the whip in the bedroom (Natsu is into this. She uses it to tie him up, lightly shock/stimulate him, and spanking (or whatever the writer wants.)

25. Magic: (X-Ray Glasses) Lucy gives Natsu magic glasses before a mission, telling him it's important that he wears them and it will help find what they are looking for.  What he doesn’t know is that they are actually Magic X-Ray Glasses. As revenge for an earlier prank done on her, Lucy enchants them to only work on her so Natsu can see through her clothes throughout the mission. But he can’t do anything about it with their teammates there (glasses could also be magically stuck to his face for a while), so he has to suffer his mate intentionally teasing him throughout the day until they finally get some alone time at an inn, where he pounces her and they both get some much needed release.

26. Magic: (Pleasure) NaLu are exposed to a “Pleasure” spell from a dark mage during a mission. They are forced to leave the dark mage in the care of their teammates as they scurry off to find a secluded area where they can work off the spell.   (Pleasure spell like Laracade’s, that sends a person into a heightened pleasured state until they reach completion with someone.)  (Old Prompt)

27. Magic: (Clones)  When Lucy makes the mistake of asking Cana what to get Natsu for his birthday, Cana crudely reveals that she has a new multiply card that can multiply anyone she touches with it and she convinces Lucy it would be a great bedroom surprise for Natsu. (Can also be given to Natsu)   (Old Prompt)

28. Magic: (Transform)  NaLu are at home practicing transformation magic for a mission. Once they get the hang of it they start having some fun with it. But once one (or both) of them find a transformation that the other finds too desirable for the other to ignore, the real fun can begin. (Bunny or Cat girl Lucy? Dragon Lord Natsu?  Whatever the writer wants!)  (Old Prompt)

29. Magic: (Invisibility) Natsu convinces Lucy to use a leftover invisibility potion to help him with some pranks at the guild. They quickly realize what other sexual mischief they can get up to at the guild now that  they won’t get caught.

30. Magic: (Unison Raid) While Natsu and Lucy are having an intense intimate moment, they activate a unison raid by accident. But instead of causing destruction, it amplifies everything they are feeling together.

[whoviancumberbunny]

Mutant & Proud: AU Cherik/X-Men Fan Fic - Chapter One

Tag: @whatcouldgowrong-ohthat​

Opening scene 8 Year old Twins, Lucy and Klaus Xavier are in their father's office "Klaus i don't get why you asked me to be lookout Dad is still sick and he hurt his leg last week when he fell down the steps"

"Shut Up Lu.  Uncle Erik shows up at random intervals to see if Dad is still alive." it was still unclear if they were aware that that Charles, their father was always hung over he had had been drinking for a little over a year and their had left around 10 months ago.   It had been few months since anyone had delivered food to the house so Klaus was trying to open the safe "Got it." as they stood up

"Children. Don't tell me your father scared off the staff now too."

"Uncle Erik!" Lucy ran and hugged him  Erik Lensherr was their godfather. "Where is your father?"  

"He's sleeping on the couch in the study." Lucy said

"Wait here after i speak with him. i will take you to get something to eat."

In the study a few minutes later, Erik was trying to control his anger because he wasn't sure if the twins knew about mutants yet.   "Your Wife left ten months ago you drunk jackass."   he still wondered why that woman had left two children alone in the house  with a Self pitying &Self destructive alcoholic. "There is still no telling if they will have mutant powers when they are older. but it obvious that Lucero is an empath, and all your putting into the air is negative energy!" he wanted to punch his best friend,  things had gotten worse since the last time he was here.   "I have spoken to My lawyer and document you had me sign when you made me their god-father says if i judge them as being in danger of any kind.  I can become their legal guardian."

"They're my kids Erik!"

"You are not acting like a father. When i got here i found Klaus Opening your safe so they could get money to get food!"  the ceiling fan started to shake "I should leave before something regrettable happens."

Two Months later at his house in Bavaria "Lucy, Where is your brother?"

"Lurking somewhere.   if we weren’t eight years old. I would assume it is teen angst."   she finished eating lunch "Are we taking the tour of the fairy tale castle today. You promised we would after Klaus and I settled in."

Erik sighed "Everyone  experiences angst, Lucy. Go change out of your pajamas and I will check the schedule for the tours."  while he was looking up the schedules her emailed Hank, to thank him again for watching over Charles.  "The next tour is at 2pm. The only way to get there on time is take to take a helicopter."

"I am afraid of heights."  she said

Suddenly a small pebble bounces off of Erik's "Nicklaus, I am not leaving you here alone last time i did that i had to replace the glass in my bookshelves."

"But touring Castles is so girly."

Erik "Well grin and bear it i am not leaving you alone in the house. Lucy didn't complain when we went to weaponry exhibit. that you wanted to see."

"that doesn’t count she took the tour of the garden outside the historical society while i was looking at the cool stuff."

"NIcklaus just put your jacket i am not leaving you alone in the house again." he was trying to  not yell. But Sometimes the way Klaus acted reminded him of Charles. The last time he gotten into a debate with Charles before Charles started drinking  he had looked

Charles "I...don't like you, Erik."

"That Just means you realize i have a point."

He was shaken out of his thoughts "Sorry i was thinking."

"Your face went blank." you almost missed the turn to get to the castle." Lucy said, whishpers to him "It would make him more annoying if you mentioned that you think he's like our father."

He glanced at he as he paused to make the turn, was it possible that the first signs of her X-Gene were appearing. it would be intriguing if she had some form of telepathy like Charles. Only time would tell.

later inside the palace "Wow! It is so big. In the books the dimensions make it hard for me to imagine the actual size of the room. I wish we could sit on the thrown."

"Cool they have an armery,  It doesn’t say if it part of the tour."

a fortnight night later..... Charles barges into the house because Erik's assistant forgot the lock the dooor before he left "Where are my children?"

"at School. Because i don't force them into situations where people don;t talk to them because they are your children.  You promised when they were born you would never treat them the way your father treated you. Klaus is convinced everyone likes Lucy more than him." he looked at him "You are still not 100 Percent sober who brought you here."

Logan "Sorry Magneto. he jumped out of the car before i completely came to stop."

"It is okay, just call me Erik."  he easily dodges Charles as the still unsteady man attempts to punch him in the face. "You are pathetic Human being. You weren’t paying attention to them until after i took them out of hte negative energy you were creating."  he forces him to suit down "I stopped to visit Mora McTaggert  after i  picked them up. You have thirteen year old son who think you abandoned him and favors them over him if i hadn’t left hte same day he probably would have kidnapped Lucy because he was lurking in the forest near Moira's house." he sighed "she helps all those mutants i can see a sadness in her eyes because she can’t help her own son."

"You are lying!"

"Call Moira.  Gottverdammt, if you don't believe me charles." hands him letter Moira asked him to give to charles "Leave and don’t return until you are more steady on your feet you sad excuse for human. there are times when i respect but at present i canlt stand looking at you. you are creating the mess you're drowning in and you don't even notice."

"Come on Chuck. Lenscherr has a point though. You need to clean up your life before you can even thing of turning the mansion into a school." as logan took charles back to the car. neither one of them noticed the smirk on Erik's face he knew if he tricked Charles into thinking The Xavier Academy for The gifted was his Idea that it would give him something to focus on. Then they could do something about their dream of helping Mutants maybe by the time school existed they would know if Lucy and Klaus were mutants too.

at the end of the school term there was talent showcase and Lucy had given Erik a ticket and not told him why. When the Music from Dance of the Swans Began.  it Soon because Clear, Lucy had managed to get the role of Odette in the Dance of the Swans From Swan Lake. She somehow the most graceful  one there and when everyone was taking their bows one of the other dancers lost her balance Lucy grabbed her before she could fall off the stage. Elisabeta "Danke, Lucy." "You are welcome Ellie."

A little While later at Erik's House "Here you Go Lucy. Bacon and Scrambled eggs. You must have worked really hard for lead role in the performance."

"Danke, and yes i did. they said no one has ever learned the routine as fast as i did."

"You two have a birthday comings up what would you like as birthday present."

"Pony!"

"Archery Set!"

"No i donlt trust you with arrows i will get you an archery set when you are older."

"I want to take gymnastics but i am afraid i will get teased for it because the class is mostly girls."

"Klaus, there are four boys in the ballet Class. that is proof that you should at least try gymnastics." Lucy said "Klaus wants an Easel and paints he's just afraid to admit he likes art too."

To Be Continued... ‎Wednesday, ‎March ‎3, ‎2021 1:50:29 AM

[clumsyclifford]

bella I would love a directors cut on literally any of the rilex you’ve written, but specifically it’s always her, and you, and me, or for these days you’ve been stuck in my brain 💙

OHHHHHH those are some CHOICESSSSSS lucy. fuck yeah. let’s get into it. ill link them both here but we’ll take em one at a time

it’s always her, and me, you

these days you’ve been stuck in my brain

here’s a cut for convenience cos i KNOW i’m gonna go long here.

okay! let’s start with the rilisex fic.

it’s always her, and me, and you

so like it says in the ao3 notes, this fic came from realizing just how frequently rian and alex kiss each other like, all the time? just? casually? for funsies? this was another one of those situations like i mentioned where the hook aka first line (“Rian's no expert, but he doesn't think normal friends kiss this much.”) just appeared in my head and i was like heyyy that’s a GOOD first line. i have to build from that line. that’s the hook, that’s the summary, that’s the core. 

something i discovered upon searching through the editing history of the doc: i had originally sort of intended to go a direction with this where in some other circumstance, rian would see alex giving jack a super casual friendly kiss and he’d get all sad/jealous and be like sure why SHOULDNT alex kiss jack after all its just a thing he does with his FRIENDS. but the fic ended up going a different way and honestly? im glad. i like this way better.

the role of singin in the rain in this fic actually has a HILARIOUS backstory because the night i originally wrote that conversation in the tour bus kitchen, i went into the club and said the following

and then. the next day. rian streamed with ricky, and i asked if he’d ever seen singin in the rain, and he ANSWERED ME and said he hadn’t. so first of all i had already written the scene and i then had to rewrite it to make it so rian wouldn’t have seen it but also!!! i literally asked rian fucking dawson if he’d seen a movie for the sole reason of using that information for fanfiction!!!! and he provided me with the information i needed!!!! whole thing is just fucking hysterical to me. ANYWAY.

ANYWAY, the other reason why sitr has such a big role in the fic is because megs and i watched the movie together while i was in the middle of working on the fic, so it was extremely fresh in my mind. in fact i can probably show you this: i had this comment left for myself when i was kind of trying to figure out if i could make a real metaphor of sorts with the sitr ot3 and the Big Three of this fic. some of this ended up in rian’s wild musings in the hotel scene but i did conclude that it wouldn’t really have worked and that was definitely true but anyway. fuck it, director’s cut, here’s the kind of shit i leave for myself to refer to

so that’s part of the reason why it became such a puzzle piece of this fic, but real talk, it’s also just because i love singin in the rain it’s one of my favorite movies lmao

briefly gonna also touch on lisa and why she’s in this fic because i realize that rian/alex/lisa is an interesting approach to rilex! first of all, i love lisa. i love alex and lisa. and it occurred to me that there was really no reason to split lisex up just to make rilex happen. plus there’s this tweet that really just pushed me over the edge of being like yeah, rilisex is extremely plausible. so that’s that on that.

as for the scene in the hotel room while they’re watching sitr, there is a small piece of that scene - from when alex starts kissing rian’s shoulders etc to “it would defy the laws of nature not to” - that i actually wrote before anything else in that scene. that small piece got stretched out and edited quite a bit from how it started but it did function as a sort of foundation around which i built the rest of the scene, because that small section sort of ~came to me~ absolutely out of nowhere, and i really liked the Vibe it had and i wanted to include it. i THINK that was the only piece of this fic that i wrote Out Of Order - for the most part this was written chronologically.

ALSO!!! omg this is exciting, this fic actually has a deleted scene!!!!!! i hate cutting scenes but i also hate having scenes that are less than 1k and this one didn’t really contribute much to the fic. i can probably share it here right? sure why not ! hopefully you can read this. it originally took place after the scene where alex and rian call lisa for the first time. the question of “what gets left into interview videos and what gets cut” is also just interesting to me as a (fic) concept in general so...eyes emoji, but here’s my mini-exploration that i cut from the original fic. enjoy lol it’s silly <3

oh! also one more thing!! the very final scene was included for two reasons. the first reason being that when i write getting-together fics, i really prefer to add on a scene After they Get Together because i love to write domestic established relationship stuff and i think that’s a satisfying reward for a reader who’s just slogged through all the mutual pining and bullshit to get the characters together. but the OTHER reason is that i got an anon (here it is!) and i read that ask and was immediately like well shit. now i have to fucking include this. for the anon and for myself. so you can thank that anon for that last scene. (also i wanted to include merrikat especially since i had to cut their little moment in the interview scene above.)

so....................whew. i think i’ve bled that fic dry. holy shit that’s a lot of Stuff. OKAY! let’s move on.

~

these days you’ve been stuck in my brain

so!!! THIS fic was the breakthrough after (what felt like) a long bout of writer’s block. long for me was maybe two weeks, but i am the kind of person who is always writing, and two weeks was a long time to go with little to no inspiration/motivation to write anything. i had also been in a weird narrative headspace because i’d been binge-watching disney shows (jessie > austin and ally > girl meets world) and i don’t know how well i can explain this but the way those shows are written is a lot snappier and cares way less for realistic and consistent character development or plots or relationships, and so i was stuck between caring a lot about including those things in my fics but also being unable to conceptualize them in writing because my brain was in Disney Writing Mode. does that make sense? this is rhetorical so let’s go with yes. so anyway. i was in a slump

actually what i ended up doing was basically googling something like “au prompts tumblr” or something and just scrolling through posts. i saw something about soulmate telepathy and i actually tried to write something totally different before i wrote this one, but the first attempt was a different concept and then the direction i took it was like......it wasn’t quite right and i realized that i was kind of writing dark disney style? there is really no way for me to explain what i mean by that because it seems really obvious to me but that’s just because i’m inside my own head so just take my word. 

anyway. attempt #1 of soulmate telepathy rilex went poorly, and this fic was attempt #2. i kinda took the soulmate telepathy thing and changed it as i saw fit and i also went back to skim helen’s telepathy fic because obviously she’s the pro and then i tried not to steal her ideas. and as i was writing it i kinda realized i was doing the whole quirky funny best friend character with jack and also doing the whole “somehow this not-very-dramatic situation with teenagers is treated as The Most Dramatic Thing Ever and that’s totally normal and nobody finds it strange” disney trope with rian and alex being soulmates and i was like (deep sigh) i have to accept that no matter how much i try to fight this, this fic is going to be tainted with disney. and that’s life

on top of that i will add that the real-life rilex were extremely inspiring during the two-day period during which i wrote this fic, because that was when the once in a lifetime video came out and in the brief pre-video livestream rilex were Beyond Married and that definitely helped in the writing of fic rilex!

hmmmm what can i tell you about this fic itself.................honestly, i don’t think there’s much to tell! rian is a band kid because in real life rian was a band kid and he’s staff manager at rita’s just like he was in real life. there is truthfully not a lot to unpack here that i can think of!

oh here’s something i guess: rian and alex go on a date in this fic! that is because watching So Much Disney made me realize that i often forget the fact that people just. go on dates. sometimes. look i clearly do not have an active romantic life but i also really liked the idea of alex and rian going on a date despite not knowing if they’d be soulmates or not and liking each other organically just by getting to know each other, rather than being victim to the whole soulmate thing. like i wanted them to build a connection so that they would want to be soulmates. and then the audience would want that for them too. stakes!! very important.

i can tell you i had a mild crisis over the title of the fic because i am not a fan of the word brain and i didnt wanna use that sticky lyric for the title when it had a word i hated but it was objectively a much better title option than the other one i had, which was “sticky just like the song in my head” but i obviously decided on the former and it has not upset me nearly as much as i expected it to so that was the right decision imo

so! i think that’s all on that! sorry (?) that it got so long although then again i don’t know what’s to be expected in a director’s cut for two long fics but thank you for asking me about these, i love them both so very much rilex is so supremely underrated but so very important

[chriscdcase95]

Random Ideas I had for RWBY fanfiction: Movie Based AU’s

D.E.B.S Bumblebee version. This is one I thought up a couple of days ago when I re watched D.E.B.S. Concept wise it would be easy, since it’s a spy academy movie with anagram based names. What was the hard part is what character takes what role: since I had Bumblebee on my mind, I thought the easy thing to do would be Yang taking the role of Amy, while Blake takes the role of Lucy, considering Blake’s past as an Anti Villain…then I thought why not reverse the roles ? Yang would be the Lucy Diamond character, while Blake plays Amy. This is partially because one of the antagonists of D.E.B.S turns out to be Amy’s ex who tries kill Lucy because he isn’t too big on “his” girl being a lesbian (except from the fact he finds it hot). 

Juane as the Huntsman in Batman movie parodies: Ironically, a chibi sketch gave me this idea, and it’s for two of the heaviest animated Batman movies. It would be a mashup of Batman: Mask of the Phantasm, or Batman: Under the Red Hood, with Pyrrha playing the essential role of Andrea Beaumont and/or Jason Todd from either movie. l lean closer to Mask of the Phantasm, because A it leads to a more romantic angle, as opposed to the father/son relationship of Bruce and Jason and B. it gives me an excuse to apply the song “I Never Even Told You” for Juane and Pyrrha. Either way, Cinder takes the essential role of the Joker from either role, while Roman ends up being either Roman Sionis (Under the Red Hood) and Sal Valestra (Mask of The Phantasm).

I also had a Dark Knight Rises based idea, only this time we have different Team Players on either RWBY or JNPR as different vigilantes, giving us technically more than one Batman stand in. But really, this idea is more or less an excuse to have Adam take a Bane like role. I don’t know who’d take the essential role of Batman, Selina, etc, but I am obviously leaning more to Blake and Yang here. Cinder would probably be Talia.

A WhiteRose version of Titanic…that should get you enough of an idea of what to expect. Speaks for itself really, its just a matter of who is Jack and who is Rose in this situation.

I also thought of a Frozen type AU that may or may not also be based off of WhiteRose…although that may undermine the sisterly relationship that Frozen was expressly about. Then again this is an AU I’m thinking about. Alternatively, I could have Yang as Elsa, while Ruby remains Anna.

[drangues]

I’m glad it’s a good idea!!! Though I feel bad for him when Atsushi’s body is discovered, or when he’s declared dead. Poor man would be devastated... And also on a warpath, to be fair. The Headmaster is fucked once Fukuzawa gets a hold of him. I do think there’d be a kind of happy ending? Or maybe just a bittersweet one, where everyone finally gets to move on and reunite in the afterlife... Oh, and maybe they reincarnate after, and meet each other in the next life? (Nyanon, 1/5)

I’m a sucker for that trope. And I bet their arguing even brings customers to the bakery... Gotta have a snack while you watch something as hilarious as Dazai and Chuuya fighting, right? And those Yelp reviews... Totally accurate to what it’d be like, and it’s hilarious. I bet the customers have, like, competitions over who’s seen the two of them doing weirder things, and the weirdest arguments they have... Ooohhh, you know what? (Nyanon, 2/5)

I bet there are bets on Dazai’s crush on the “cute bakery guy” who works down the street. They think the pining is adorable, and also hilarious. And Oda would definitely ask Dazai not to become an alcoholic while he himself is drunk. “You can’t date Atsushi properly if you’re an alcoholic Fukuzawa would kill you-“ // “Odasaku pLEASE-“ Also Dazai please don’t eat possibly poisonous food, the others need you. Just fish and build tiny gardens for like, potatoes and stuff. (Nyanon, 3/5)

You know, like a normal person. Also also I’m still torn on how? They’d? Get there??? Like, it could be Ability shenanigans, or maybe something went Wrong and everyone had to escape to like, a new dimension and they just got separated or something? Alternatively, they could simply be playing the game itself together while Kunikida yells at Dazai because he keeps dying to the sharks or the bears... Maybe it’s a Jumanji situation? I’m sorry I’m just very full of ideas. (Nyanon, 4/5)

But anyways, onto the next AU Concept: Everyone is a theatre kid in some way. Not necessarily as an actor, but a long running issue is Dazai (the lead) paying more attention to the primary stagehand (Atsushi) and using his lines to flirt with him rather than actually practicing his lines with the other actors. And then he still aces them, because he’s a bastard. I don’t know, I just think it’s a cute AU, haha. (Nyanon, 5/5)

REINCARNATION DEFINITELYYYY aAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- when they meet in the afterlife fukuzawa and atsushi embrace each other and fukuzawa just says “i hope you get to be my son even in our next lives but this time, youll be happy forever” UGH IM NOT CRYING-

oda is so cute i love him and the regulars definitely know about dazais crush and even teases him like “chuuya if dazai hasnt gotten cute bakery boy’s number then pass me your finest wine!” 

ability shenanigans definitely sound probable!! it could be maybe someone with the same ability of lucy of some sort?? like. they can make different worlds and to escape that world you gotta finish tasks like in a game :OOO and that is then to survive in this case- which is very eerie when you think about it. you just get thrusted in a new world by an enemy and the instructions just say “SURVIVE:”

THEATRE KIDDDDDD I WAS ACTUALLY DISCUSSING THIS BEFORE ABOUT AN AU WHERE DAZAI IS LIKE, THE MAIN ROLE MOST OF THE TIME AND HE HAS A CRUSH ON ATSUSHI  WHO WORKS BEHIND THE SCENES AND EVEN ASKS HIM TO COME AND PRACTICE WITH HIM

[13lov]

lucy (m)

pairing: pornstar!taehyung, tattooed!taehyung x pornstar!reader

genre: pornstar au, humor, smut, light f2l, angst if you squint.

word count: 8,305

summary: after reading a few more titles of the videos you’ve uploaded, taehyung has come to the conclusion that you’re the hottest fucking dumbass he’s ever seen and so desperately wants to fuck.

warning(s): smut (masturbation, sex toys, unprotected sex, fingering, creampies ; mention of: face fucking, squirting, gxg), !ENDGAME SPOILERS!.

a/n: inspired by that video of taehyung with the fake tattoos…good lord… sorry i posted this later than i said i would, some stuff came up :( not proofread so i apologize for mistakes.

With one final thrust into the petite girl beneath him, Taehyung was fast to pull his dick completely out of her with the sigh of relief. Sure, he sighed because it was in the script, but he would’ve done it even if it weren’t apart of the porno.

He flopped on the bed, right next to the girl who was playing the role of his horny step-sister. He visualized the script in his head, and waited a few seconds before turning to his co-star and saying, “I gave you what you wanted, now, can I have my skateboard back?”

“AND CUT!” the director yells, standing up from his chair across the room. Taehyung’s manager, Seokjin, enters the set with a bathrobe in one hand and water bottle in the other and hands Tae both. “Everyone did a great job today! Remember to report back here tomorrow at two for the promo shoot, got it?!” the director asks, and everyone confirms they’ll be there.

Taehyung stands up from the messy bed to put on his bathrobe while his former co-star, Rosie, covers herself in the sheets. ‘If you’re so fucking shy, why are you doing porn?’Taehyung thinks to himself, annoyed.

“You did really good, I enjoyed it. And, you’re an amazing actor. Not many stars are good at acting, but you are.” Rosie compliments sweetly and Taehyung feels bad for what he originally thought of her.

“Thanks,” is all he can say to her because (1) he can’t compliment her back because it would be a lie and there’s no need for that, (2) he’s not interested in talking to her, and (3) he’s ready to head back to his trailer and take a shower. “See you tomorrow,” he adds, because he doesn’t want to seem like one of those stuck-up pornstars he hates so badly.

He then leaves the rented airbnb home and takes the quick walk to his trailer with Jin right by his side. “What’d you think?” Taehyung asks.

Seokjin makes a face as he thinks of an answer. “It was…decent. Not your best.”

Tae scoffed, offended, “It wasn’t my porn, I’m only here to get her some clout. You think I enjoy wasting my time with newbies when I could be with a professional? Hell no!” his rant goes on as he approaches his white trailer, opening the door and holding it so Jin can walk in first (because he’s polite like that).

“Then why film with newbies when you hate it so much? Oh wait, because their team is willing to pay big money for the number one pornstar on ‘nexxxtdoor.com’. That’s why.” Seokjin stated once he entered the trailer and sat on the white couch, Taehyung following shortly behind.

Jin was right, Tae was the number one star on the number one porn site in the country. Maybe people were drawn to his blonde mullet that was usually accompanied by one of his many headbands, or maybe it was the floral tattoos decorated nicely across his neck that drove people crazy. But it was probably just the plain old fact that Taehyung was hot, had a pretty dick, and knew how to use it.

“You’re damn right about that,” Tae says, stripping himself of his bathrobe and little clothing. He doesn’t bother to lock to door of the trailer or even cover himself up in front of Seokjin; everyone had already seen him naked, all boundaries have burned down.

“God, I’m so hot,” Jin says suddenly, and Taehyung looks over to see his manager has moved to stand directly in front of the mirror above the couch, looking directly at his reflection. “Maybe I should start doing porn just to give you a run for your money.”

“Ha!” Taehyung laughs, walking to the standing shower and turning on the hot water. “As gorgeous as you are, I’m a pretty tough guy to beat. Aren’t those two guys still fighting for second place? What are their names?” Taehyung snaps his fingers as tried to remember the names of the two porn stars fighting for second place like a bunch of losers.

“Suga, and uh, that Jimin guy. But they actually dropped a few places…” Seokjin’s tone changed, he seemed nervous.

“Oh, yeah?” Tae asked, stepping into the hot shower, “Have people finally gotten bored of them?” He grabs the white bar of soap from its appropriate holder and begins to cleanse himself, starting off with his neck and shoulders.

“Not exactly, people still like them, there’s just this…uh…”

“Spit it out, Jin.” Taehyung demands, moving the bar of soap down to his chest and belly. Small, white bubbles form at the surface but are quickly washed away with the water pouring down from the shower head.

“There’s this new girl who’s going viral really quick; she’s number two.” Jin admits with a nervous cough.

“A girl,” Taehyung repeats, “I like girls. She must be pretty good if she’s growing so quickly.” It’s true; (Taehyung does indeed like girls) it took Tae two years to become number one on nexxxtdoor, so whoever was able to pass stars as good as Jimin and Suga in such a short amount of time had to be fucking amazing.

“She sure is…something. Her name is ‘Lucy Fer’; look her up when you get home. But, yeah, I’m off to go pick up your next script; see you later.” Jin leaved without another word, and Taehyung is still in the shower.

“Lucy Fer…” he repeats in a whisper, “Lucy Fer…”

Taehyung does as he’s told later that night and types in the name of his possible nemesis on nexxtdoor.com. He clicks the little arrow and the search results pop up in a matter of seconds; your channel popping up in full display.

LUCY FER  ✓ @lucy_fer im basically a youtuber that taker her clothes off hehe </3 4.7M Subscribers | 192 Videos | Joined 1 Year Ago

Taehyung is confused by your biography, but decides he’ll find out what you mean after looking at some of your videos. And, just by the titles alone, he can see why so many people enjoy watching you:

FUCKING MYSELF WITH A DILDO WHILE I THINK ABOUT MY FUCKBOY EX :( 1,343,400 views

FAILED MATH CLASS BUT I STILL KNOW HOW TO SQRT **NOT CLICKBAIT** 3,473,621 views

ex bf fucks my face while frank ocean plays in my airpod$!!# (ft. namjoooooon) 2,372,084 views

After reading a few more titles of the videos you’ve uploaded, Taehyung has come to the conclusion that you’re the hottest fucking dumbass he’s ever seen and so desperately wants to fuck.

It’s weird for him to feel desperate for the girl literally coming for his career, especially when he hadn’t even seen you in action yet. And for that reason, he doesn’t like you. Does he think you’re hot? Yes. Does he want to fuck you? Of course. Does he dislike you? Actually, yes, but only becaus you’re

He sighed, straightening up in his desk chair as he kept his eyes on the illuminated screen in front of him. Curiosity got the best of him and soon enough, he was scrolling past all of your videos until he gets to your very first one:

GIRL GETS SUPER WET AFTER FEELING APPRECIATED 15,192,604 views

He notices that in every thumbnail, you’re wearing a pair of red devil horns and when you’re very rarely accompanied by someone else, they’re also wearing their own set of horns, identical to yours. Even in your display picture, it’s an up-close photo of you, your hair is down and it’s dripping wet, the devil horns are on full display, and your tongue is stuck out with a lit lighter dangerously close to it.

You’re the devil. Satan. Lucifer. Lucy Fer and oh, he finally understands your stage name.

He smiles lightly and shakes his head in realization. Taehyung’s about to close the laptop and call it a night - he has a long day tomorrow - but, he decides just watching oneof videos wouldn’t hurt. I mean, you are his competition, right? He has to see why you’re so popular.

Taehyung scrolls for a few seconds before clicking on a video titled “masturbating and crying about how broke i am (ft. namjoon aka my ex bf lol)“.

The video buffers quickly, taking Taehyung by surprise. For some reason he pauses it, grabs his laptop whole, and makes his way over to his king-sized bed. He tells himself it’s because he’s going to fall asleep afterwards, but he knows that he’s retreated to the bed for other reasons.

Once he’s in a comfortable position with the Macbook in front of him, Tae finally hits the triangle-shaped button and the video plays.

Your bed and pillows are the only thing in the frame at first, then you step in and sit on the edge of the bed. You’re wearing a red skater skirt that’s a tad bit short, a lacy, black bralette, and your signature devil horns.

You stare at the camera in silence for awhile and Taehyung wonders when you’re finally gonna get down to business. That’s when the camera suddenly zooms in on your face, on the single tear that comes from your left eye and makes its way down your cheek.

"Oh,” Tae says, shocked. He wasn’t actually expecting you to cry, though the title said you would.

The camera zooms from out of your face and goes back to the full body shot of you on the bed. “Why the fuck am I so broke?” you ask, there’s a smile on your face, but another tear slips from your eyes. Taehyung then decides for himself that you are a fucking maniac.

With the way the video is edited, Tae feels like he’s watching one of those popular YouTubers; like Emma Chamberlin or Antonia Garza. Your bio had described you perfectly: you truly were just a YouTuber who took her clothes off, and everyone (including Taehyung) loved it. It was a great idea on your part, since literally no one else made homemade porn the way you did.

With you, it felt so natural and relatable and not at all like the washed-up pornstars that came before you. Your viewers loved you, and they were so attached to you. Though you considered yourself to be just another lost, twenty-three year old, your viewers thought you were perfect because of how honest you are. Being so close to them, you didn’t even mind when they called you Y/N, your real name.

Even at times when you weren’t uploading videos or going live on nexxxtdoor, you held a PG-13 rated Instagram live that allowed you to speak to your supporters on a less intense platform.

You were thankful for them, and they were thankful for you.

In the screen in front of him, Taehyung watches and listens as you talk about your card getting declined at Starbucks as you unclasp your bra. You pull the black straps down slowly until they completely fall off your arms, your boobs spilling out nicely. Your nipples are hard because of how cold it is in your apartment, but you let the people watching think it’s because you’re horny.

Though only the top half of your body is bare, Taehyung still admires you. Many of the girls had had worked with had fake boobs or a fake ass for the most part, not that it was a bad thing, it was just nice to see something he wasn’t used to.

You’re complaining again, this time about how you received a parking ticket that morning and you have no clue how you’re gonna pay for it with the amount of student debt you’re in. With a sigh, you wipe away another pathetic tear before turning on all fours with your ass in view of the camera; the black thong underneath your skirt hardly hiding anything.  

Your hand reaches under your pillow and pulls out a white vibrator. It looks dull and worn out, but no one really expecting you to have a top of the line one that costs $100.

“The police officer that gave me the ticket was pretty hot, though,” you say whilst getting into your original position on the bed. Taehyung then pauses the video, not because you’ve done anything wrong, but because he’s now realizing his hand had slipped past his pajama pants and he had began to palm himself through his boxers.

He can’t jerk off to the enemy, it’d only give you more power. But, he can follow the enemy on Instagram.

So he does exactly that.

lucy_fer is live…come watch!

The little banner pops up on Taehyung’s screen, staying for a few seconds before disappearing in his notifications tab. He considers the tempting invitation as he stares at the YouTube video that had been playing before being interrupted.

Sure, it was just an Instagram live and it wouldn’t be that big of a deal if he watched. But, what if you thought otherwise? What if you thought he was only watching just so he could scope out his competition?

“Screw it,” Tae mumbled before pulling down his notifications bar and clicking on the Instagram banner. It loaded within a few seconds and soon enough, Taehyung’s presence had been announced in the stream.

k.taehyung has joined.

But your face was turned elsewhere, talking to someone who was out of view of the camera. Secretly, Tae was hoping you’d turn back in time to acknowledge that fact that he was watching. And, much to his luck, you turned back towards the camera just as his was going away.

“Three hundred already?” you asked, watching the view count go up. “You guys must be bored.”

nam_joonie yep. why dont u take that shirt off and put on a show.

You read your ex-boyfriend’s comment with a sigh, leaning back on your couch as more comments from new viewers filled the screen. “You all know Namjoon,” you said to the viewers, grabbing the cup filled with water that stood on the coffee table next to your propped up phone. “I apologize that my ex is such a perv.” You took a sip of your drink as you roommate, Jennie, leaned into the frame to read a comment that caught her interest.

pinkszn.lisa girl fuck your ex, kim taehyung is here

Once Jennie read the comment out loud the water in your mouth was done for with the way you had begun to cough it up in shock.

You had heard of Taehyung, of course, and it was a surprise enough when he followed you on Instagram a few hours ago. He was intimating, to say the least, with his tattoos and blonde mullet and headbands and…wow. In fact, he was so intimidating, you hadn’t even watched any of his pornos. You knew he was good at his craft and didn’t need to watch any of his stuff to prove it.

When you were able to finally catch your breath, you turned to Jennie, shaking your head in shock. “Stop lying,” you choked out.

Seeing this as a second opportunity from hod himself to make his presence known, Taehyung typed out a comment.

k.taehyung hi hahaha

Rainbow hearts continued to fill up the screen as you read Tae’s comment whith wide eyes. He was actually here, watching you awkwardly get choked up over him.

“Taehyung!” you said suddenly, probably a little too excited. You cleared your throat as a way to calm down, “I…we…” nervously, you looked towards Jennie with a desperate facial expression that yelled ‘help me’.

“Why don’t you…guest him?” Jennie suggested.

“Oh, yes! Can I guest you, Taehyung?” You asked hopefully, though you already had requested for him to join before he could process what was going on. Sitting up on his couch, he looked down at the floor where his housemates Jungkook and Hoseok were sat in front of the television watching whatever sports game was on.

Of course Taehyung could afford to live alone, but these truly were his best friends.

“I’m about to go live. Try not to talk too much.” he said.

“That was a terrible pass,” Jeongguk said to Hoseok, clearly ignoring Taehyung’s request as he kept his eye on the basketball game. “I could pass better than that.”

Hoseok shakes his head, grabbing a few pieces of buttery popcorn that sat in the bowl on his lap. “You can’t even play basketball that good.”

“My point exactly! I could pass better than Williamson and I’m not even good at basketball; that’s tragic.”

With an eyeroll, Taehyung accepts the request to appear in your stream and gets himself in position with his phone camera, taking off his thick, clear glasses only momentarily to properly capture his face in the frame. Seconds later, the stream connect and he appears on the bottom half of the screen with you on top.

You open your mouth in shock once Taehyung is on screen then bring an arm to cover your eyes. “Woah, Taehyung! No shirt?!”

“Woah, Y/N, no bra?” he fired back, pointing out the obvious fact that your nipples were clearly hard under the thin, white shirt you wore. To anyone watching, they could easily mistake the two of you for lifelong friends with the way you were comfortable enough to joke around like this.

Or maybe it was just cheesy pornstar humor.

Slowly, you brought your forearm down from your eyes and got a good luck at Taehyung. He was indeed topless, flower tattoos on full display along with the gold chain that hung loosely around neck. He was a gorgeous sight, to say the least, and it’s no wonder why so many people enjoyed seeing him preform such filthy acts on his partners; never the same person twice, but always getting them to cum more than once.

You then realize this is your first time getting at good look at Tae’s face, other than the few Instagram photos you skimmed through when he followed you the day before. You also then realize you’d been staring at him in awkward silence since you brought your arm away.

You clear your throat, “touché. It’s nice to, like, see you for the first time.”

Taehyung raises a brow, had you never watched any of his stuff? He wants to ask, but also doesn’t want to seem cocky; it’s not like you were obligated to watch his pornos.

He decides to ask, the curiosity is killing him.

“I’m guessing that means you haven’t seen my stuff…” he says.

Now you’re embarrassed and wish you could go back in time and never make that comment about seeing him for thee first time. But you can’t, all you can do is shake your head and say, “I’m sorry, I don’t watch porn.”

“You’re the second most watched pornstar in the country and you don’t even watch porn?” he asks, confused.

You realize how stupid you sound and become embarrassed again. “Wait, no! Not like that, I mean. I watch my own stuff and I have some friends who do porn and I watch them…but that’s for support. I don’t get off to them or anything. Not because I can’t! I just…don’t want to…masturbate to my friends.”

It’s silent as Taehyung tries to take in what you said.

nam_joonie suddenly im not bored anymore

Although you and Namjoon have been broken up for quite some time now, he still knew when you were nervous about something, and that’s exactly what you were now.

You pretend you hadn’t seen Namjoon’s comment the same way to choose to ignore Jennie’s silent laughter fit. “I know who you are, though, Kim Taehyung,“ you nod as if you’re trying to reassure him while Jennie tries her best not to pass out from second-hand embarrassment.

Tae tilts his head up when he chuckles and you’re given an even better view of his neck and the tattoos that accompany it. If given the opportunity, any person would love to leave little purple bruises up and down his throat. But not you (you weren’t like other girls (and boys for that matter)), too afraid to mess with the beautiful artwork that Taehyung truly was.

And on top of that, everything about him was cute and sexy at the same and it nearly made your head explode. For example: the fact that he had neck tattoos was sexy, and the fact that they were flowers and butterflies made it cute. His blonde mullet was sexy, and the baby pink headband he usually wore underneath it was cute.

Then there was his smile. The smirk was sexy, but his boxy smile is what made your heart flutter. You were beyond nervous.

“I love your tattoos,” you compliment, “do you have anymore?”

“Mmhm!” he hums excitedly and it seems like the butterflies on his neck have made their way down to your belly. He holds his left hand up, showing off yet another butterfly tattoo – a blue one. “And I have one one each thigh of a bird.”

nam_joonie omg taehyung ur tattoos are so hot ugh the sexual tension between u two is killing me just fuck one of her holes already!!!

Namjoon isn’t the only one commenting, but it’s the only comment your eyes let you see. Taehyung sees it to and wonders if your ex boyfriend’s bitter jealousy would be a problem in whatever relationship he’s trying to form with you.

“Maybe I will,” Taehyung says with a smirk and no context at all, but everyone had seen Namjoon’s comment – made it hard to miss with it being so long. If you had water in your mouth, you’d be choking on it. And Jennie, who was off to your side, had her jaw slacked open at Tae’s straightforward and risky reply.

user1 we-

user2 TEA !

user3 and i oop-

…And more twitter slang flood the chat. You and Taehyung stay on live for another half hour, Namjoon doesn’t comment again so you assume he left after what Taehyung said. The rest of the broadcast goes well, consisting of you and Tae joking and talking and flirting with Jennie occasionally making fun of you or one of his roommates yelling about the basketball game.

It’s nice talking to Taehyung, it’s like he’s managed to become your friend in the short amount of time you’ve talked to him. When he listens to you speak, he pays attention and doesn’t interrupt you. And when you interrupt him when he’s speaking, he doesn’t mind because he likes seeing you get so excited. He’s literally the perfect boy.

So perfect that you want to keep talking to him forever, even when your eyelids get heavy and demand sleep. Jennie has already taken a shower and would be heading to bed soon, and any other day you’d be following her footsteps by getting ready to sleep.

“You’re tired,” Taehyung says when you yawn for the third time in a row.

You bring you index finger and thumb together, creating little space between them. “Just a tad bit.”

“Then sleep, don’t you have class in the morning?”

You nod, “I’m probably gonna drop out anyway, but yeah I do.”

"Then sleep,” he repeats so kindly it makes you want to close your eyes right there just to please him. He’s taken his glasses off now (making a show of it when he did so) and you’re able to look into his eyes better.

“I’ll go to bed if you do,” you challenge.

Taehyung isn’t sleepy, but he should be going to bed anyway so he’s not tired for tomorrow’s early shooting. “Yeah, I’m filming tomorrow, I need to go to bed.”

There’s something about Tae saying he has to film tomorrow that makes your heart drop. It’s like, in the short amount of time you’ve known him, you forgot he was the most watched pornstar and mistook him for an everyday boy who had a normal job and a normal life that could sustain a normal relationship. But you should know by now, nothing in your life is normal, and you and Taehyung had the same career in completely different aspects.

“Okay,” you sigh, “goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.” he says before leaving the broadcast. He would’ve stayed on longer if his job wasn’t so demanding.

He waits a minute, and you’re finally done with your livestream. Then he waits, and waits, and waits until…

lucy_fer sent you a direct message.

It’s your phone number, along with a message.

lucy_fer / 1 min ago send nudes pls

Taehyung knows you’re joking, but considers sending a dick pic just to make you squirm. But he doesn’t, instead, he saves your number and sends a text of his own.

imessage today at 11:37 pm

no u

Withing the next few weeks, a friendship blossoms between you and Taehyung. You text everday now, and neither of you could be

You’ve uploaded more videos (to which Tae has jerked himself off to), and Taehyung has kept his title as number one and has starred in more films of his own (in which you was only to support because, again, you don’t watch porn).

It’s when he’s in his trailer with Seokjin getting ready to film another boring horny stepbrother when he get’s a text from you.

imessage today at 12:22 pm

i want to see u

in real life tho

like…i wanna meet u in real life

The last thing he texted you was a Jeongguk being stupid a few hours ago, so your lack of being able to respond quickly in this situation gave away the fact that this was something you had been thinking about a lot. He’s not too sure what to say in this sense. Yes, he’s your friend and wants to meet up with you, but what if something happens and changing the dynamic of your friendship? He cares for you the way a friend should (and probably a little more), and feels like you’re one of the few people who actually understand him. He definitely doesn’t want to lose you like Namjoon has.

He responds:

hmm, what prompted ur sudden interest in wanting to see me?

You’re quick to reply:

rmr a little while ago we talked about filming something together? u can come up here for a weekend, we could hang out and film something

taehyung:

so u only want me for my body?? i see how it is…

you:

oh quit it

so, what do u say? u can stay at my place

He tells you he’s going to think about it, but already knows he’s going to say yes. It’s all he can think about twenty minutes later when he’s fucking some redhead deep into the mattress. The sound of your girlish moans and gasps play so vividly in his mind, if he tries hard enough, he can pretend your sounds are coming from the girl’s mouth and you’rethe one he’s balls deep in.

And if he tries hard enough, he can pretend the little tuffs of the girl’s red hair that form against the pillow are your red devil horns.

And when he does try hard enough, he has to stop himself from cumming right then and there by distracting himself with other thoughts. He can’t think of you, of course – you’re the one who got him into this predicament in the first place.

Taehyung opens his eyes, trying his best to momentarily erase you from his mind. He looks down at the girl beneath him and is met with closed eyes and parted lips; her tongue was only slightly visible and was bit down on to stifle load moans.

The expression on her face is awkward, amateur almost, and Taehyung can’t stand it. He thrusts deeper, earning a high pitched moan from the girl and follows suit with a low groan.

He’s bored. Extremely bored. Then his mind drifts back to you, and he smiles because he’ll be seeing you in a few days. And for once, in a very long time, he’s excited for something. So excited that his boxy smile pays a visit and he has to bury his face in his co-star’s shoulder to cover it up.

Friday comes around rather quickly, and Taehyung finds himself halfway out of the front door with a duffel bag in his hand, saying goodbye to his roommates.

“No people, no parties, no dancing, no loud music, and Yeontan is the only animal allowed in this house. If I get a complaint from the neighbors, I swear–” Taehyung’s infamous exit speech is cut off by Jeongguk clasping a hand on his shoulder.

“Relax, hyung,” he says a little too calmly for Taehyung’s comfort, “nothing bad is gonna happen, don’t worry.”

The sound of tiny nails scraping against the wooden floor has made Tae forget what he was saying, only being able to focus on the beautiful dog running up to him.

He drops the bag, bending down to pet the fur and say goodbye to his faithful companion. “Please remember to take care of Yeontan; he’s very needy.”

“We will, I promise.” Hoseok says and Taehyung stands upright once again.

“It’s not you I’m worried about,” he adjusts the bag on his shoulder, “Gguk is the one that concerns me.”

Jeongguk scoffs, fake offended, “Me?! Why me?!”

“That time you went two days without food and didn’t even realize it.”

“That–I–it was for a gaming tournament! Plus, I drank Red Bull and that gave me all the energy i needed.” he tries to redeem himself, but it doesn’t work.

“Please just take care of my fucking dog,” is the last thing Taehyung says along with ‘goodbye’ before leaving his house.

The drive to your apartment is nearly two hours away, and Taehyung can hardly believe he’s going out of his way to hang out with a friend then have sex with her. It’s ridiculous yet so exciting. So…new.

You’re outside your apartment building when Taehyung arrives, heart beating out of both of your chest. He doesn’t leave the car, since the two of you agreed you’d go out in the city before coming back to your place, but you can already see he’s a lot taller in person. And a lot hotter, if that was possible.

You jog up to his Range Rover, the best looking car in the parking lot, and slide into his passenger seat. Before Taehyung is able to get a word in, you’ve already engulfed him into a tight hug. He’s thrown off his game by your sudden forwardness, but he doesn’t let it phase him. Instead, his arms find comfort around your waist, embarrassing you so tight and completely as if you’d melt away if he let go.

Then, you’re pushing him off of you, as if nothing happened.

“I can’t believe I’m here, with you, in your car. I bet so many of your fans would die to be in this position,” you run your fingers through your hair as a method to calm your nerves.

“And many other positions…” he jokes with a small smirk, handing you his phone so you can put in the address to the place you’re having lunch at.

“Touché,” you reply, and minutes later you’re on your way to a whole-in-the-wall cute, little restaurant. It’s mostly empty, so neither of you are recognized.

Taehyung picks a little table in the far corner by the window; just enough room for the both of you. He pulls out your chair, because he’s polite like that, before setting down your tray of food on the table and sitting down on his own seat.

“It’s raining,” you whisper, chin in the palm of your hand as you stare out the window.

Taehyung had started to place your food in front of you, but stops when he hears you speak. He looks up at you, and the only word he can use to describe you in this exact moment is ‘pretty’. Pretty, pretty, pretty.

He gulps, glancing out the window to see it had indeed began to rain. “Yeah,” is all he can say, because there’s not much you can say when you’re being taunted.

The sky is teasing him, as though it was saying, “ha ha, I can cry and you can’t”, because Tae is so at peace being here with you, he could actually cry. He’s happy for once, and wishes he didn’t have to hide it.

“It’ll be dark by the time the movie’s over,” Taehyung says while handing you your sandwich, “are we going straight to your place afterwards?”

“We can, I mean, it’s Friday and you don’t leave until Monday morning; we have the whole weekend to explore.”

Tae nods out of excitement but doesn’t show it. He’s been looking forward to filming with you and is happy you’re ready to do so as soon as possible. Now, he’ll just have to find a way to stop thinking or talking about it.

“So about the video we’re making today,” he takes a sip out of his lemonade.

“Oh yeah, I was gonna have my manager email yours to sort out some details, then I remembered I don’t have a manager–”

“Wait,” Tae raises a hand to silence you, “you don’t have a manager? Why not?”

Embarrassed, you slump back in your seat and shrug. “I dunno, I felt like I didn’t need one until now, honestly. All of my videos are filmed and edited by me and on the rare occasion I have someone to film with, they’re people I know personally; not big time…pornstars.” you whisper the last part because although the restaurant is mostly empty, you’re still in public.

“I’m literally just a YouTuber that takes her clothes off,” you continue.

“Even YouTuber’s have managers, don’t they?” he points out.

Before you can respond, your phone starts to vibrate on the table. “It’s Jennie,” you say, “do you mind if I…?” you hold your phone up with pleading eyes, claiming the call could be important. Taehyung says it’s fine and takes a bite out of his own sandwich while you accept the call.

“Yeah?…Oh, okay!…Can you tidy up before you go?…I know, but still…Great, have fun…Oh, shut up…Thank you, I love you…Alright bye,” Is all Taehyung hears from your forty-second conversation before setting your phone back down.

“That was my roommate, she just left for the weekend, so me and you have the apartment to ourselves.”

“You have a roommate?” Taehyung asks.

“Yeah, Jennie.”

“Does she know you do porn?”

“Mmhm, she was in my video before. I think I titled it: Pussy Is God.”

“Knowing you, you probably replaced the S’s with dollar signs.”

You smile, “You know me pretty well, don’t you?”

And he does know you pretty well. Just like he knows when the two of you are exiting the restaurant, you make sweater paws with your hands because you’re cold. So he holds your hand and let’s your fingers intertwine the entire walk to his car and tells himself it’s just platonic hand holding.

And when you’re in the theater watching Endgame, he feels your body tremble as you watch Iron Man take his final breath. You don’t cry, but Taehyung let’s the tear he was holding in fall from his eye. He doesn’t think you saw it, but you do, and later on he let’s you assume it’s the movie that made him cry. But really, it was you.

You had brought Kim Taehyung to tears.

Because when he’s with you, he isn’t thinking about his job or stress, or anything. Your presence had captured him and tricked him into thinking he, being the person he is, could handle being in a relationship; a serious one at that.

And that’s exactly what he was afraid of.

“Just admit it, you big baby. We basically went on a date.” You say hours later as you lead Taehyung into your apartment.

“Oh, you think so?” Taehyung asks as you flick on the light switch.

“Well, we had lunch, held hands, saw a movie, and we’re about to have sex so…yeah, I think it’s safe to say we went on a date.”

Upon entering your apartment, Taehyung notes it’s as small as you said it would be, but didn’t expect for there to be so many new, expensive appliances. Seriously, your fridge, flat screen television, and microwave all look so out of place in your crappy apartment. He assumes your porn money as started rolling in, but doesn’t ask.

“You wanna film now?” Taehyung asks, slipping off his shoes when you notices you doing the same.

“Why wait?” You ask with a devilish smirk, “I’m gonna change, but please, make yourself at home.”

You’re in your room getting dressed in your usual skirt, bra, and devil horns (and even a little bit of makeup because…fuck it) while Taehyung takes time to prepare himself with a mini prep talk while he waits.

“I’m ready if you are,” you call from your doorframe. Taehyung’s dick already feels like it’s stirring in his pants, so he tries his best not to look at you when he enters your room and sits on the edge of your bed, directly in front of your only camera.

“Are you ready?” you ask, a finger on the ‘record’ button.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” he replies.

You press record and sit down next to him.

“It’d be so funny if I just put in, like, clips of our first livestream together when you said you would fuck one of my holes,” you laugh, and Taehyung is amazed at how comfortable you became in a matter of seconds. You truly were a natural at this, and it put him at ease.

“Please don’t do that,” he replies, shaking his head.

“Im gonna do it, but, anyway…! I’m here with Kim Taehyung! And I have a gift for him!” You lean over to your bedside drawer to retrieve your gift for him, Tae lets out a desperate sigh when he gets a clear view of your ass.

“Usually, I have my co-star for the evening wear complimentary devil horns, right? But, for you, I went out and got you your own pair. They don’t look much different than mine or any other pair, but these are special…because they’re yours.” you pull the headband from behind your back and gently place it in his hands and watch as he stares at them for a moment.

Although they’re the same style of the ones of the ones usually featured in your videos, they’re different in some way. Newer. Cleaner. His to keep.

He stares at them in silence, making you nervous by the second, and you make a mental note to edit awkward Wii music in at this part. “..so do you like it, or…?”

Instead of responding, he moves his tattooed-hand up to his hair and removes his baby blue headband in a swift motion; replacing it with his new gifts. Out of his duffel bag, he pulls out a light pink supreme headband (similar to his infamous one) and gives it to you, claiming he also brought you a gift.

And for the sake of the porno (and because you like him so much without realization), you take off your devil horns and replace them with the headband he’s given you.

When Taehyung stares at you, he feels like his looking at his heart in human form. He can’t look away and sure as hell doesn’t want to. But, he’s not in love. He’s in lust and in like and all the things that come with having a crush because Jesus Christ he has the biggest, fattest crush on you, Y/N.

“Do I look like you?” you ask.

“Nope, you look way better,” he compliments.

You wave your hand in a motion that says, ‘as if’. He isn’t used to working without a script, but is too shy to ask how you plan on getting things started. And, like you read his mind, you instruct him to lay back on the bed, and he does so.

"What, are you gonna top me?” Taehyung asks with a cocky smile and a raised brow, elbows holding himself up as he watches you crawl over him until your faces are centimeters apart.

“You’d make such a cute, little bottom,” your lips brush against his with every word you speak, and yet, you’re still not kissing. “But no, just relax.” You might as well had been speaking a foreign language Taehyung had no knowledge of because he had no clue what you were saying; too distract by the fact that your lips were literally on his and you weren’t even kissing, though you both so badly want to.

“Kiss me, pussy,” is what you want to say to him, but you don’t. Your lips place delicate kisses down his neck, so soft and subtly and almost nonexistent, not wanting to cover up his tattoos with hickeys.

Your hands make their way down to his jeans until you’re undoing his belt and sliding it off with ease. With his elbows hosting himself up again, Taehyung watches you pull his jeans down all the way to his ankles until they’ve met the same fate as his Gucci belt. When you hook a finger on the waistband of his boxers, he stops you with a question.

“What’re you doing?” he slurs, and regrets asking such a dumb question because he already knows damn well what you’re gonna do.

“Gonna suck you off; is that okay?”

It’s more than okay, honestly. It’s just, Taehyung is a giver. His fans pay to watch him give and give and give until they’re watching his cum drip out of someone’s swollen cunt; he definitely wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of sex and couldn’t even remember the last time he’d gotten a proper blowjob.

He doesn’t respond verbally, only giving a light nod and running his tongue across his top lip.

Getting the answer you were hoping for, you tug off Taehyung’s boxers with a single finger, his cock springing free and laying flat against his abdomen. Precum leaks from his reddening tip and you can’t help but gasp at the euphoric sight. Taehyung smiles in delight when the soft noise leaves your mouth, and suddenly, he’d confident again.

Your hand makes it’s way to grab a hold of Tae’s cock, using the pad of your thumb to smear the seeping precum along his tip. He let’s out a moan of pleasure, already obsessed with the feeling of your small hand wrapped around his ever-hardening member.

Starting off with slow strokes, you lower your head until you’re inches away from his dick. You’re not even doing much, yet Taehyung feels like he could cum right now just by the way you’re looking at him; so dark and lustful and sinful, like the she-devil you truly were.

Without warning, your tongue presses itself alongside Tae’s tip, peppering the sides with small kitten licks. “Shit,” he mutters, eyes tightly shut. If he thought your hands were good, your tongue nearly sent him into overdrive.

The little kitten lick only last for a few seconds longer, and then your mouth is completely around him. He’s big around you, and it’ll take a bit of work if you plan on getting him to the back of your throat.

You pull your mouth away from with a pop, your free hand stroking off parts of him your mouth couldn’t reach quite yet. He’s still propped up on his elbows, watching as you get him off.

Your mouth is wrapped around him once again, and soon enough, his eyes are back to being shut as he takes in the warm feeling of your mouth. Taehyung fights the urge to buck his hips once you’re finally able to allow him deeper in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat as you fight off your gag reflex.

He even fights thee urge once you’ve gotten used to the feeling and began to slowly bob your head. He grabs a fistful of your hair tightly, earning a pleasing groan from you that vibrates around his dick. Pulling only a slight bit harder on your hair gets another reaction out of you, this time causing your left hand to work your way down into your panties.

The sight alone makes Taehyung want to replace your fingers with his own; watching his tattooed-hand disappearing into your underwear until his fingers are circling around your clit, slipping his fingers between your slick folds until they’re completely covered. He’d bring his fingers up to your mouth and whisper “taste yourself, baby, taste how wet you are for me,” then his fingers would be in your mouth, licking your juices clean. And he’d bring his hand back down to your cunt, calling you his good girl while we thrusts his fingers in and out of you.

But that can’t happen, at least not tonight while you were recording and, oh fuck…he was so caught up, Taehyung forgot this whole thing was being filmed.

“Shit, fuck, stop it,” he instructs, knowing he’d release right then and there if you kept this up.

“Something wrong?” you ask, your big doe eyes peering up at him with your mouth glistening with his precum. You looked so innocent yet so sinful and it drove Taehyung so crazy.

He’s taking his shit off, leaving him completely naked and you follow suit. “I shouldn’t be selfish,” he says when you’re leaning over him, hardening nipples brushing against his own chest. “You need to get off too, right?”

You grin with a nod before finally kissing him. It’s not a cute, first kiss you’d imagined it being, but it was something. Sloppy, messy, and horny.

When he tries to lift you up to lay you on your back, you stop him by pulling away from his lips and harshly grabbing his shoulder blade. “I’m going to top.”

Taehyung chuckles because he thinks your joking, and when he realizes you’re being serious, he shakes his head. “Absolutely not,” his dominant side had slowly began to show.

“That’s what you think,” you say, and reach down to grab his cock. He decides there’s no point in fighting you on this since your mind is made up and admits defeat by replacing your hand with his and rubbing his tip against your folds.

Your grip onto his shoulders to steady yourself, eyes closed while you let him tease your entrance. His tip lazily brushes circles on your cunt, and you can’t help but a let out a high-pitched whine when he’s finally inside of you.

His thrusts are slow at first, giving you time to stretch out around him. “Okay,” you sigh, once you’re finally ready for harder, deeper thrusts.

“You wanted to top so badly,” he says, “you do all the work.”

You let out a laugh but deiced it’s fair, so you rock your hips against his, grabbing his thighs to hold onto in the process. You’ve just started, but the feeling of Taehyung finally inside of you after all these weeks already has the both of you moaning, thankful your roommate was out of town.

Your head is thrown back now as you keep the steady pace, hair sticking to the sweat on your back while Tae keeps a firm grip on your waist. His eyes are still closed in fear of releasing right then and there if he opened his eyes to see the sight of you on top of him.

“Taehyung…I–I–” you’re barely able to talk, so close to your climax you can hardly get a word out.

“You wanna come?” he asks, fingers moving down to massage your clit, adding all the more reason for you to orgasm.

“Please,” you whine, although it’s not like Taehyung has told you to ask for permission to come, this is just you in your natural state. And he loves it.

“Then come,” he says, and your orgasm rips through you, the type that has your eyes rolling back and body shaking. Tae can’t help but do the same moments later, the feeling of your cum dripping around him a little too much to handle. The inside of your walls are splattered white, but you don’t mind much; at least you’re on the pill.

The two of you pant as you come down from your highs, both exhausted at this point. And you, being yourself, reach down to give Taehyung a high-five, to which he accepts with a laugh.

“That was fun,” you say, just now rising off of him and trying your best not to groan at the feeling of emptiness.

“Yeah,” he agrees, “you’re good at your job.”

You accept and return the compliment before turning off the camera and excusing yourself in the bathroom.

Alone with his thoughts, Taehyung flops backwards on your bed and recall what has just happened. He’s scared, he feels like you’ve trapped him in your heart, like a caged animal. He knows he shouldn’t have feelings for him, but he can’t help himself; you were absolutely perfect in his eyes.

When you enter the room again and lay down next to him, he thinks about how little he cares about anything other than you. He doesn’t care if his career doesn’t allow it, what his friends will say, or what his fans will say. He only wants you.

“Y/N?” he calls softly, turning his head to look at you.

“Yes?”

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

[marcirose]

An AU I thought of because now I’m back in the Fairy Tail groove

I don’t exactly have a name for this AU but for now, I’m calling it the Royal AU as a placeholder. There also isn’t a fleshed out plot just yet as I’m still trying to figure out what roles the characters have.

-So first off, Hisui and her father are still the rulers of Fiore. That’s not changing.

-While there are a bunch of knights running around, the Royal Family has a special group of knights known as the “Dragon Slayers” a name they were given by the public because of how many dragon encounters they’ve had.

-These knights are humanized versions of the main dragons we know (Igneel, Metalicana, Grandeeney, Weisslogia, Skiadrum)

-Their successors and apprentices are their own sons: Natsu, Gajeel, Sting, and Rogue. Wendy is too young to be a knight, but they take her on missions so she could get the idea when she becomes old enough. Laxus and Cobra are also training to be Dragon Slayer knights.

-As always with these AUs, there are a bunch of noble families. The noble families that are listed thus far are the Vermillions, the Heartfillias, the Dreyars, the Strausses. the DSK families, the Belserions, the Fullbusters, and the Fernandezes.

-Magic obviously exists. The Exceeds are something like Familiars in this AU. They can’t fly and they look like normal cats, but they can still speak.

Now that I’ve gotten the basics out of the way unless I decide to add more at a later time, let’s go over the characters.

-Like in canon, Zeref and Natsu are brothers. However, Zeref would rather study magic than train to be a knight. So Natsu took his brother’s place as his father’s apprentice because he would have bugged everyone about Zeref being able to be a knight and not him.

-Oh, Zeref and Mavis are dating and Zera is Mavis’s best friend and wingman.

-Speaking of which, Natsu and Lucy are together in this AU, although Lucy is still heavily embarrassed about PDA. Jude is against the relationship because of Natsu’s rowdiness but at the same time wants Lucy to hurry up and have a kid already so he could have an heir. Layla meanwhile is all for the relationship and loves to cook whatever meals Natsu wants.

-Levy works in the castle library and Gajeel visits her every day in hopes of convincing her to spend time with him (there are rumors about the two of them being together but neither of them have confirmed it). There are times where the convincing works and other times where it doesn’t.

-Erza is a knight in training and spends her time doing so or going to the bakery to enjoy a strawberry cake. She’s always embarrassed to be in dress shops because people seem to comment on it wherever she goes. She was also given the nickname “Scarlet” by Jellal because of her hair.

-Jellal was adopted into the Fernandez family at a young age and he is now studying all kinds of magic. He’s childhood friends with Erza and everyone and their mother wants them to get together because their feelings are so damn obvious.

-Sting and Rogue are boyfriends. No ands, ifs, or buts about it. Everyone is just waiting for the wedding. Like Zera, Yukino is also their best friend and wingman.

-Ultear became Gray and Lyon’s adopted sister after Ur married Silver Fullbuster. No one knows what the siblings think of each other but there is friendly banter between them.

-Juvia is obviously head over heels for Gray and takes every chance she can to go see him when he’s not busy. Silver is 110% down for their potential romance as Gray finds her to be nice company. Lyon of course loves Juvia too, and always offers himself to be her lover if her relationship with Gray doesn’t work out (And yes, she will call Gray by his name and not “Gray-sama”)

-It’s unclear whether or not Laxus is in a relationship, although rumor has it he’s in a relationship with the one and only Freed Justine, and it’s mainly evident by the amount of hickies and the limp that Freed occasionally sports. But no one really knows for sure. Evergreen and Bickslow tease him about it to no end though.

-Last but not least, Acnologia is the big bad in this AU. Unlike the others, he’s an actual dragon without a human form. He lives high in the mountains in Alvarez being an evil bitch because he wants to be.

Expect more about this AU in the future as I’m still trying to put together some stuff.