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mournings-stars · 2 months

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Maybe the wrapping wings around heddies but the reader wraps their wings around the characters?

okay i rly like this but what about with characters that don’t have wings?? (lmk if yall want characters w wings cus this is kinda silly funny haha)

charlie

she loves when your wings wrap around her — every time she hugs you, she’s waiting for that extra warmth and when it comes she just hugs you even tighter

she wouldn’t ask you to do it, but if you put a wing around her in public she’s trying not to get too excited

cuddling is a must for wings. you’re sitting on the couch? she wants a nice feathery blanket. lying in bed? same thing. watching a scary movie? she’s using your wings as a shield to duck under anytime theres a jump scare

if you asked her if she’d like a wing, she’s the happiest you’ve ever seen her

“im starting to wonder if you’re just dating me for my wings,” you’d joke and she’d laugh and say, “they’re definitely a plus” while running her finger over the top of one (this girl likes to tease i know it)

she loves when you cuddle up to her and wrap your wings around her, like she just melts

she does not let anyone play with them. ever. if niffty tried to go scurrying around them, she’s taking her away faster than she can blink

your wings are hers as much as they are yours, but that’s a silent rule between you two that she doesn’t plan on voicing

she just gives “let me be your wings” from thumbelina vibes like you would have a duet like that

alastor

now if you ever need to gossip, he’s clearing his throat and you’re shielding your conversation with your wings while you two laugh and whisper

he does not want anyone touching him but if you put a wing around him he knows you guys have some important business to talk about

sometimes you throw up your wing, whisper, and he has to stop himself from laughing when you quickly put your wing down, alastor batting it with his microphone as you laughed

now if he’s ever hurt, that’s when your wings go around him, making sure no one sees so he can escape to saftey

you’d always come to his rescue even if he got mad at you for it, wings wrapping around him as you struck his attacker faster than he could summon his shadows (and he definitely gets pissed about it but hey what are … friends …. for!)

wings are for shit talking and the occasional life saver when it comes to al

angel dust

he loves the security of your wings

after a long day, you’d just lie in his room, wings wrapped around him as he held you close — he’d either fall asleep or want to sit in silence like that, but either way you were happy to help

sometimes you’d just sit at the bar, wing around him as you talked and laughed together

whenever you went out together, your wings were a strict barrier that no one dared to cross. you put a wing in front of angel when some guy approaches him? he and every other demon are backing off for the rest of the night. you’re walking down the street? wing around him and no one is approaching you

he definitely asks you to do it (in his own very special way) and he likes to tease you when you’re around other people

but you both know he treasures the safety your wings give him

pentious

my boy pentious 100% thinks you’ve turned against him the first time you drape your wings over him — you could’ve literally been sleeping and he’d accuse you of trying to smother him

“i was sleeping!” “your subconscious mind plans to kill me, too!”

he warms up to it though because the next time it happens you’re fast asleep and theres no attempt to block his airways, or whatever he thought you’d do, so he snuggles into the warmth

being a snake (i love snakes im gonna b a lil nerdy about this one) pen likes to burrow. especially at night. he’d start to curl up under the warmth of your wings and rest there until you eventually moved

some days you’d wake up and he’d be completely hidden beneath your wings. if you lift one, he’d very quickly tug it back (definitely how he found out about sensitive wings)

he felt very bad :(

cherri

wings are for parties!

they give you the best dance numbers — dramatic reveal, awesome poses, super dope flying routine…!

then they’re for comedowns because once you’re home from the club shit hits the fan and you’re wrapping your wings around her so she can even try to sleep

but then the morning comes and you brush it off cus it’s time to blow shit up!

definitely using your wings as a shield though — they’re probably dyed pink and red by now, with all the times you’ve had to cover the two of you from explosives

but she finds it super hot so…

velvette

she likes to fuck with you

1000% uses them as her personal armor — you’re basically a body guard

she’ll wrap them around herself while looking in the mirror, modeling your wings like a feather coat

“my wings are not going in your collection,” you’d have to tell her, still pulling her closer with them as you met her eyes in the mirror

“yeah, guess you’re right. can’t have anyone else getting a hold of these, can we?”

she loves being wrapped in them while she sleeps — she loves you sleeping next her, cause then she can lay them however she wants

it’s always best when you’re wings fold in and bring her closer though

definitely been used for a private moment in the office

she says they’re your best asset

vox

now this man is, under no circumstances, letting you wrap your wings around him

in public? absolutely not…

in private? well…. no! totally not!

at least not until you’re asleep and he’s situating himself beneath them. it’s not his fault a feather blanket helps him fall asleep

you’ve definitely waited until he fell asleep, draped you wings over him, and watched him relax into them

he’s not slick

like at all

not even in public

he’ll touch them and the minute one even wraps around him, his screen is buffering

speaking of in public… just wait til you’re at a party. he’s drunk and all over you, touching your wings, handling them like their his own, you have to use them to shield the two of you when he gets too handsy, and he loves it; pushing your buttons until your wings are around him and being more than satisfied by that

niffty

girl is crazy

she cleans them, climbs on them, inspects them (almost rips the fuck out of your feathers)

there’s no way you can wrap that girl up, she’s too quick

but she would love petting them and thats why shes here

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ja3hwa · 1 month

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♡ 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 | 𝐉.𝐖𝐘 ♡

【Synopsis】 : You started to think you were losing your mind. Where on earth is your underwear disappearing to? Your roommate wouldn't happen to know, right?

『Word count』 : 750

-> Genre: Smut. Roommate au.

Pairing: Bestfriend!Wooyoung x AFab!Reader

[Warnings] : Masturbation. Pantie fucking. Swearing. Pet names. Kisses. Light banter. Flirting.

Note: I'M BACCKKKKKKK!!! DID YALL MISS ME HEHE.

My darling @shinestarhwaa , the minute i saw your request, i was up all night thinking about it. I would have made this longer, but Idk why i didn't, honestly, haha. I hope you like it hehe.

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This was the fifth pair in weeks that had gone missing. At first, you thought you might have been forgetting them at the laundromat in the basement of your apartment. But when you couldn’t find them there you started to believe only one thing. Standing in your silky robe with your hands on your hips, you head down the hall from the bathroom, going past your room towards your roommate. If anyone knew what might have happened it’ll be him.

But little did you know, Wooyoung, your precious roommate was the one stealing them. It didn’t start like this at first. One time he did his laundry with your stuff and one of your pretty pink pairs of lacy panties got mixed up with his stuff. Tucked perfectly in his jeans. Out of sight. When he was putting his clothes away, he couldn’t help it, you were napping and he didn’t want to sneak into your room, fearing he’d wake you.

So he did the natural thing. He was going to leave them on his counter and wait until you woke up. He was going to leave them on his counter…. He was going to wait. Wait for you to wake… How on earth can your panties be so soft? Are they silk? So warm, and they smell like your floral detergent. God, they're perfect. “Fuck…”

He was ashamed at first, rushing to pull his sweats down, awkwardly wrapping the garment around his aching cock. He had never came so hard in his life before feeling the sweet material around himself. It was messy, filthy. Sinful. He couldn’t help himself, as the days turned into weeks and one pair turned into five. He hid them under his bed, of course, not knowing what to do with the cum filled cloth. He couldn’t just put them in a wash, cause you do the washing nine out of ten. And he couldn’t possibly say all of these panties just happened to end up in his load. He was in too deep. So hiding them became the best option.

Then a knock at the door alerted him. He was right in the middle of pleasuring himself with your panties when you walked in and man the look on your face turned him pale. Pure shock was best to describe your features. Standing there in a bathrobe of all things, looking at him with utter disbelief. Wooyoung wanted nothing more than to hide away, and never return. Tucking his cock away in his sweats, his hand was tightly clutching the -your- panties. “I… I. uh. I can explain.”

“I was wondering where my panties went. What the fuck Youngie!?” You folded your arms across your chest, tapping your bare foot on the ground. “Do you have the rest of them??”

Wooyoung’s brain had successfully stopped working, just staring at you like a deer in headlights. In his mind, your friendship was over, but in yours, he needed to be punished. Sure it was weird but not the worst thing you’ve seen. And it probably doesn’t make it as bad since you have a huge crush on him. So right now, you wanted to play a game. Since he made you lose your mind, you wanted him to have just a taste. “Well? Why did you do it? I’ve been searching myself stupid for them.”

“Look, doll, I’m so sorry. It just happened and I couldn’t stop. I uh… god I’m a creep.” He was still seated in the middle of his bed, banging his head lightly on his headboard. You were silent for a moment, letting him sit in some guilt before you couldn’t hold back the smile. Starting to laugh. This caught Wooyoung’s attention so fast, letting him snap his neck in your direction.

“Oh lighten up Youngie.” You waltz over to him, leaning down so your face is inches away from his blushed one. “Just tell me so I don’t lose my mind over where they went.” he kissed his cheek before turning away and heading for the door.

Wooyoung didn’t move though, no, he sat with bulbous eyes watching you with a stopped heart. You gave him one more smile before saying. “Oh and next time you want to fuck your cock with something of mine. maybe try my pussy.”

And with that you left with a beaming smile, closing the door to leave Wooyoung with his short-circuited mind and aching hard cock.

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norrizzandpia · 4 months

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Sooo my request is threesome Oscar-Y/N-Lando

Smut and Fluff

Y/N is a YouTube bloger and interviewer, she managed to make big interview with Oscar and Lando about everything: races, games, music and personal life ofc. At first Lando and Oscar sort of thought that YN sending them signals (way she is sitting, lip biting, teasing or too personal questions). They had a little pause during interview, and guys discussed what should they do next - ignore it or face it and try some fun. Obviously, they choose last option. At the second part of the interview its their turn to tease YN with flexing, slightly dirt chatting. Finally one of them asks YN - did she ever had threesome because now she has chance of her life. And that's where real smut starts! I could see guys not as Doms but I definitely can see them as cocky , especially when they maybe would have fuck-race - who could make YN cum faster in which position. But also I can see Lando and Oscar as gentle guys, which means that it will be awesome if you'll add fluff moments

I would appreciate if your smut would include dirty talking (but no too dirty) , female receiving fingering, males recieving handjob, female oral recieving, males oral recieving, various - 2,3 or more poses - with guys (but no female/male anal involved), maybe even Oscar or/and Lando like to be praised about their bodies and physique; while YN has some hands kink (who has better hands - Lando or Oscar...?) And some gentle , fluffy and warm ending

Maybe even with allusions to sequel... Haha

Hope that you will find this request interesting you may even let us know from your feed if you like it or not hahahah

Sending my love! 🧡

To my friends- do not read this if it is the last thing you do.

The Big Interview (LN4 and OP81)

Summary: Y/n never expected that the superficial questions she was asking the two racers would turn into very, very interesting questions

Warnings: plz yall will never be able to think of me the same, all the warnings are in the anon lol

Note: IM BACK YALL AND IM BETTER THAN EVA FINALS WENT SLAY AND IM READY TO COME BACK TO YOU ALL I MISSED YOU ALL MWAH MWAH NORRIZZANDPIA IS BACK IN BUSINESS ‼️

When she got the confirmation she was authorized to hold a sit down conversation with Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri, Y/n never expected to be where she was; sitting across from two men with rippling muscles and rideable thighs. Her mind was constantly wandering to the idea of her hands running down Lando’s arm whilst having Oscar run his down her body. She could imagine the way it would feel when his fingers delicately snapped the hem of her panties against the skin of her hips, pulling and tugging like his life depended on it.

Her thought process warranted subconscious efforts to display her sexual attraction to the two. Through the biting of her pen, her eyes trained on Lando’s subtly, and the crossing of her legs which brought the hem of her dress up to fall right at the top of her thigh, the two boys were left to wonder the same things.

Lando was barely paying attention to the words coming out of her mouth as he imagined that very body part dragging down the ridges of his abs and Oscar was finding it hard to not make it obvious he was staring at her boobs.

True gentlemen.

Nonetheless, her intricate flirting continued on with her impromptu question, “So, what do you two look for in a girl?”

Truthfully, it wasn’t that surprising. They had been discussing past times in which relationships didn’t work out because of specific issues, so Y/n’s question didn’t raise any eyebrows. However, with the way her eyes fell down to obsess over the shape of Oscar’s lips, had the racers thinking differently.

Lando chuckled, flashing her his charming grin that was undefeated when it came to women, “Conversational and beautiful.”

She restrained herself from commenting on the fact that her job was surrounded around her ability to be just that: conversational.

She nodded and smiled at Oscar, signaling his response. He shrugged, looking her up and down, “The same for me.”

Y/n’s giggle escaped her before she could think about it, a silence falling over everyone in the room as they all stared at each other like they had just stripped of their clothes.

“Seems like a good place to stop for now!” Charlotte yelped, hands clapping together as she began to sweat. This interview was gradually making its way onto her list of things to make sure didn’t get posted.

Oscar and Lando hopped off their stools, turning around and giving each other side glances as they noticed their interviewer walk in the other direction.

Lando hit Oscar’s forearm discreetly, “What the fuck is going on?”

The Australian nodded, looking at him in disbelief, “Do you think it’s a come on?”

Lando scoffed, nodding as if it was obvious, “Of fucking course it is! Have you seen the way she’s been practically eye fucking us this whole time?”

“Yeah, of course! But, you’re more knowledgeable about this stuff than I am.” Oscar countered, looking at Lando for guidance.

When the Brit couldn’t think of something to give, he gave the one thing he knew he needed to breach as soon as possible, “I like her and I know you do too.”

Oscar slowly nodded, eyes glinting with a certain mischief Lando knew meant they were thinking the same thing, “I’m down if you are too.”

Lando chuckled, “Oh, fuck, I’m so down.”

—

The flirting was taken to an extreme that had Charlotte wanting to scream at the top of her lungs and run out of the room. This interview had been so highly anticipated and the fact that its ability to be released went to shit when they came back after the break made her want to rage.

Still, she watched on as Lando licked his lips seductively at the woman in front of him, the girl with the rosiest cheeks.

“What do you look for in a guy, Y/n?” Lando tilted his head, hands rubbing up and down his thighs slowly as if he knew the picture playing out in her head.

She pondered superficially, “Mmm, I think I like a guy in orange.”

“You mean, papaya,” He winked as she laughed and nodded.

“Yes, Lando, papaya.”

Oscar was quick to jump in, “So, does that mean you’d-”

“OKAY!” Charlotte yelled, hands coming up to interrupt the banter as she walked in the middle of the shot, “This interview is over.”

Lando gasped, “What?! No!”

Charlotte groaned, “Lando, you can still get her number, dumbass. Don’t worry.”

She walked out of the room, huffing as the crew looked around and began to hesitantly pack their things.

Oscar and Lando looked at each other, at a loss for words at their PR Manager’s behavior. They persevered, however, and got out of their seated positions, walking the short distance to Y/n.

Lando started, “You know, Charlotte’s not wrong. I would love to get your number.”

She looked up from her notes, smiling and eyes drifting to Oscar, “Oh, yeah. I’d love to get your number too.”

Oscar’s lingering had her chuckling, “You wanna get my number too?”

She was joking, that was clear, but the way Oscar’s eyes lit up, her mind began to understand the implications of both of them coming to her.

“O-Oh,” She stuttered, mouth falling open a bit as she tried to reel herself in.

Lando, being as bold as he was, challenged, “Ever had a threesome?”

Both Oscar and Y/n choked on the air they were breathing, leaving Lando a giggling mess. She shook her head, “Um, no, but I’m not opposed.”

Oscar’s teeth peaked through as he clapped his hands together, “Perfect!”

His teammate rolled his eyes, “Oscar, too transactional.”

The three of them giggled, tension in the air lightening as they began to plan for the night they wanted to have.

—

“Okay, she says she’s in the elevator.” Lando said, eyes looming over Oscar.

Oscar rubbed his hands together, “Okay, okay.”

Lando’s about to ask his teammate what their exact plan was for positions and the way they would want to be placed, but a knock on the door interrupts him. Oscar’s quick to open it, smiling brightly at the girl they had seen just a few hours before.

She walks in, timidly, and looks around at the space before her. The hotel room is spacious, perfectly situated for the endeavor all three of them are about to partake on, and Y/n finds herself yearning for them even more when reality hits her.

It’s as if Lando’s reading her mind with the way he steps forward and assertively crashes his lips onto hers, his hands cradling her face as he watches Oscar in his peripheral lean against the wall and watch them predatorily.

She groans into his mouth when his hands smooth down the length of her body and move to grab her ass, kneading and pulling harshly. He digs her hips into his, grinding them onto him as to show her just how much she’s effecting him. It’s when Oscar catches sight of Lando’s erection that he moves in, body interrupting their ministrations so it can meet Y/n’s lips just the same. Wanting to be involved, Lando grabs at her waist, kissing the side of her neck, nipping and sucking harshly. It’s when Oscar accidentally caresses Lando’s hip that the two men stop briefly. Y/n looks at them questionably, but realizes they’ve had a moment of revelation at how good it feels to be touched by the other. Oscar steps closer, his neck leaning over Y/n as he kisses Lando, the two making out slowly as Y/n watches from between.

Their lips smack together while Y/n allows her hands to roam about Oscar’s body. Down his arms to trace over his back, and then to the waistband of his pants, playing with the hem lightly as if to get his attention again.

He pulls away from Lando, his eyes blown wide as she smiles up at him. His hands find her hips and he walks her to the bed as he kisses her, tasting the sweet gloss that makes her lips shine.

He can hear Lando’s footsteps behind them. The sounds are slow and looming, asserting his dominance even when he’s not fully participating. Y/n falls onto the bed, sitting before Oscar as his finger traces over her lips. There’s a small smile on his face as he stares down at her, “So beautiful, huh?”

His eyes are on her, but Lando responses quickly to an inflection directed at him, “Yeah, thought it the second I saw her.”

Y/n blushes under their words as her hands move teasingly up Oscar’s thighs. His gaze is locked on her as her fingers play with his pants once more. Finally, she moves farther, slipping her hand over the zipper and pulling it down. There’s an immediate bulge from the moment the clasp comes undone and her mouth waters at the sight. His boxers are bunched out, peeking out from his jeans, yet the hole strategically placed in the clothing’s design makes it easier for her to pull him out. His cock stares her down and she licks her lips unconsciously at the sight. Her mouth opens and she moves closer before Lando’s voice interrupts, “Ah, not yet, baby. Tease him first. Without your mouth.”

Oscar draws out a breath and throws his head back to look at Lando, the Australian’s panicked expression causing Lando to laugh.

“Mate!” Oscar exclaims, frustrated at the order.

Lando only shakes his head, “It’ll be more fun this way.”

“For you.” Oscar shoots back, to which Lando responds, “Try getting snarky with me again. You’ll see what happens.”

Oscar moves to counter, fire back something about wanting to provoke it, but Y/n’s hand wraps around his cock and he moans loudly at the feeling.

“Shit, Y/n,” She squeezes him perfectly, creating pressure and warmth as she begins to move up and down his length.

Lando watches on, his hand pawing at his dick in his pants. His eyes are fixed on the way Y/n stares up at Oscar, lips pouted slightly as she watches Oscar’s face scrunch up in pleasure. He loves the way Oscar grabs ahold of her hair, messily tangling it in his hands as he begins to buck his hips against her hand.

Oscar’s head falls back as Y/n increases her pace and he groans out, “Oh, yes, baby. I can’t wait for your mouth.”

At his pleading tone, Lando moves closer. He stands next to Oscar as he moves Oscar’s hand from her hair and replaces it with his hand.

“Open,” Lando says as he looks down at Y/n. When her mouth falls open, he directs her head toward Oscar’s red cock, nudging her mouth onto the tip before pushing it down further and making her take it.

There’s a small gag, but it’s drowned out by Oscar’s wanton moan. His head is still back, but his mouth is gasping for air at the feeling of Y/n’s wet, hot mouth sucking him so harshly.

She can feel Oscar’s hand tangle back in her hair, along with Lando’s, and the two boys begin to force her mouth further down Oscar until her nose is pressed tightly up against his body.

Lando’s coaxing Oscar as he continues to yell out, “That’s it, Osc. Face-fuck her.”

Oscar’s chaotic in his movements, hips snapping against her mouth as tears begin to leak from her eyes at the pressure. There’s a ringing in his ear as her tongue smooths over veins and certain dips of his cock. He can’t get enough of her and the feeling only intensifies as Lando whispers in his ear, “Like her mouth? Like the way it sucks you off? Use it, Oscar. Use it to get off. You’re right there, yeah? Come on, Osc, cum into that warm, small mouth.”

Oscar’s moan is choppy as he holds Y/n face against his body while he cums in her mouth. Y/n moans around him at the feeling as Lando watches her throat move up and down, swallowing harshly.

Oscar’s ears are still ringing and his eyes are still slightly seeing black while Lando pulls Y/n from Oscar’s cock. He smiles at her softly as he leans down and wipes cum from the side of her mouth, “Lay back on the bed for me, love.”

She scrambles to the top of it, laying her head between the pillows as Lando follows after her. She can see both of them clearly in this position, Oscar still panting whilst ridding himself of his clothes and Lando slithering up the bed with a mischievous grin, the buttons on his shirt already half undone.

“I say you deserve a reward for that. Hm? Does that sound good to you?” His fingers delicately clutch the top of her pants, pulling them down her legs while his eyes stay locked on the dark red panties he’s found beneath.

She nods eagerly, watching as Oscar rounds the bed to sit by Lando. The British racer pushes her panties to the side, the two boys spectating at the image before looking back up at her with dark eyes.

“Wet already?” Lando teases while Oscar praises, “Perfect, baby.”

Lando’s head dips down and his tongue licks up her slit. Her hands immediately find his hair, pulling at it when he nips at her clit.

Oscar has his cock in his hands, moving it up and down while he watches her and the work Lando puts in below.

“You like that?” He says breathlessly, “You like it when Lando sticks his tongue in your pussy? I bet you do, baby. Such a needy slut.”

Y/n moans at the words as well as Lando’s tongue finding her hole, slipping in and roaming around tantalizingly.

Oscar’s hand, the one that’s not forcefully moving on his cock, dances up the skin of her body to find her throat, squeezing lightly, hesitantly.

“Is this okay?” He says softly, an endearing look in his eyes as Lando slows on his movements, each boy watching her carefully.

When she nods with a smile, their ministrations continue, yet Lando’s are harder, faster. Oscar’s fingers pulse at her neck as Lando continues to tongue fuck her, all three of them moaning at the sounds emitting from the room.

Lando’s hands grip her thighs as his hips rut against the fabric of the bed. Her legs shake slightly and he’s quick to pull away, “Nuh uh, baby, not yet. Want you to come on my cock first.”

Her eyes fill with despair, “But-”

He shakes his head, “No, baby, what did you expect? For me to let you cum on my tongue that quickly? No. I want you to be pent up and ready to squirt on my dick by the time I get inside you.”

Her eyes roll back as Oscar’s fingers twirl against the skin of her cunt, massaging before slipping in her hole. Lando sits back on his knees, looking down at Oscar’s disappearing fingers in her pussy.

He can see her wetness pooling around Oscar’s knuckles, a sight so dirty, he wants to throw any caution and fuck both of them right there. He takes a breath, his cock painfully hard in his trousers and pushes Oscar’s fingers away.

Y/n whines, her head lulling to the side as she gathers breath. Lando looks at Oscar dearly, the Aussie’s dick still standing erect, “I have an idea.”

Oscar nods at him, his fingers slightly teasing the skin of his cock, before Lando looks down at the half-naked body of Y/n, “I say we see who can make her cum faster.”

Y/n’s head turns quickly as Oscar clarifies, “Like a sex race?”

Lando nods triumphantly, “Exactly.”

Oscar shakes his head with a bewildered look in his eyes, “Fucking insane, but yes.”

At that, the men pounce on her. Their lips meet parts of her skin she was never truly aware of and they fight for her attention, her direction as to who she wants to fuck her first.

Lando’s hands grip her waist as he runs his tongue down her thigh and her eyes are suddenly drawn to the way his veins flex. Taking his warm palm in hers, she studies the way his large hand grips hers. Her body lights up at the image, arousal coating her insides further while Oscar meets his hand with her throat once more.

“Like his hands, baby? Remember, I was the one to figure out you had a choking kink,” He smirks, fingers squeezing once more at the space just below her jawline.

Lando scoffs, “It’s a hand kink, not a choking kink.”

Oscar’s about to rebuttal, but Y/n gets there first, “It’s both.”

The two give each other wild looks, loving the woman spread out before them.

“You can have her first seeing as I was too quick to assume apparently,” Oscar gives, his body retreating back slightly as he prepares to assess how quickly it takes Y/n to fall apart on Lando.

Lando positions himself at her entrance, discarding her top and giving quick attention to her boobs before sliding in. His mouth falls open and his eyes squeeze shut at the feeling, “Fuck, Y/n. Oscar, she’s so tight. She feels so good.”

Y/n’s hands claw at his abs, their flexing turning her on immensely, before moving to his biceps and obsessing over the muscles there. Lando moves, slowly at first, and leans into her touch, “Handsy, baby, aren’t we?”

She licks her lips, “When you look like that, yeah.”

Lando shoots Oscar a look over his shoulder before moving quicker, “There’s a goal at hand, love, yeah? Will you be good for me? Cum all over my cock?”

Y/n nods as he positions himself upward so he can pound into her at a harsh pace. Her head gets close to the headboard and Lando moves his hand to cradle her hair, creating a barrier between her and the wood. His hips snap harder when her safety is ensured and his other hand lifts her each leg up and over his shoulder, reaching deep within her.

His cock springs up from inside her stomach and Y/n stares at it, moaning at the sight outrageously. Lando keeps ramming into her as he rambles dirty statements in her ear, “Cock-drunk, huh, sweetheart? For daddy’s cock, yeah? Like the way my thick cock reaches so deep inside you, you can see it in your stomach? Like the way my tip nudges your insides? Hm? Are you going to answer for me, love? Or are you too fucked out already to comprehend me? Such a fucking slut, you’re already gone.”

Her hand lays flat against his chest while her nails lightly scratch at his nipple, her eyes roll back and all she can get out is, “So good, Lan.”

He can see the way her eyes trace over his body and his heart soars with pride, “Like the muscles, sweetheart? All for you, yeah? Like the way my arms can hold you down? Or maybe the way my legs have the strength to fuck you like the dirty whore you are? Oh, no, maybe it’s my fat cock and its ability to make you stupid for me?”

She moans, “Yes, Lan!”

He can feel her walls squeezing at him and he increases his speed, if humanely possible, thrusting into her at a rate so aggressive, Y/n sees stars. There’s a moment of clarity, where all she sees is him, before the world bursts around her and her body flames. The orgasm ripples through her harshly while Lando coaxes them through it, his own orgasm shredding through him at an Earth-shattering rate. His hands graze her body softly, whispering to her about how good she did for him.

Oscar sits behind them, still entranced by what he just witnessed. His dick strains in his hand and he feels as though he’s edged too far, sensitive to the slightest of touches. Nonetheless, when Lando pulls out, Oscar slides in and he’s absolutely lost to the world the moment he feels her wrapped around him.

“Oh, yeah, baby,” He moans, hips beginning to move as she clings to him.

Her legs are wrapped around his waist as he pushes in and out of her. At first, he’s slow, wanting to drink her body in and the way she looks beneath him yet his sensitivity and blue balls push him to go harder, faster, chase his orgasm.

His hips snap as he holds her thighs, pushing her closer to him in an effort to spur her on. Their moans and groans fill the room as Lando tries to decipher how long she goes until she finishes.

Devastatingly, coupled with the sensitivity and the overstimulation, Y/n’s legs shake earlier than they had with Lando and her jawline tenses when Oscar roughly gets out, “Cum, baby, cum. Show him how good my dick is for you.”

She cries out as white squirts around Oscar’s cock, his hand gripping the pillow beside her as he grits out a low moan. Juice flows out of her; hers, Oscar’s, and Lando’s.

The two men fall onto their backs beside her, panting along as Lando whispers, “That was rigged.”

Oscar rises up on his elbow, teasingly looking at him, “Don’t be a sore loser.”

Lando shakes his head as Y/n smiles at the two, “Oh, come on! She was still on the edge from me and that was an advantage for you! I say you’re a cheater.”

Oscar gasps, the kind that leaves Y/n giggling, “Am not!”

Lando waves a finger in his face, “Are too!”

“Guys, guys,” Y/n laughs, her hands coming to rest on their chests as they avert their gaze down to her, “Anyone want to get me a towel so I can clean up?”

The men are suddenly taken from their argument, reminded of the more important matters at hand. They spring from the bed, rushing into the bathroom and murmuring to each other about their plan for aftercare.

Y/n hears the bath go as Lando comes out with a warm towel, cleaning her up for her while she lays beneath him and he creates random jokes in his head to make her laugh.

Oscar comes out a minute later, grabbing her from the bed and pulling her into the bathroom, Lando in tow. The three wind up in the large bathtub, suds and bubbles surrounding them as Y/n lays against Oscar and Lando massages her feet which lay in his lap.

His eyes dance around the room as their comfortable silence goes on, but his mind brings him back to Oscar and his previous debacle.

He looks at the two across from him and sneakily states, “Next time, we do things differently. She gives me a hand job or something while we wait for her to calm down, so it’s fair game.”

Y/n cries from her laughter at his vulgarity and Oscar just nods along, seemingly used to Lando. Her brain catches up to the wording of his sentence and she smiles, “Next time?”

Lando nods, “Oh, yeah. I have a feeling Oscar and I won’t be letting you go for a long time.”

Oscar’s hands rub soap over her shoulders as he whispers in her ear, “Next time are code words for we are never letting you out of our bed.”

Tags: @mickslover @enchantecafe

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koolades-world · 16 days

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can i have the om brothers dealing with insomniac+workaholic!mc? Diavolo made a grave fucking mistake when unwillingly inviting mc to the devildom. can't sleep? work. bored? work. have nothing else to do? ask Lucifer or Diavolo for more work to do, or maybe cook something for Beel.

also, insomnia isn't easy to deal with. they have to pull out the strongest sleep potion or magic out there for that fucker to sleep. "oh have you tried melatonin?" YES I HAVE?? I'VE TRIED- "do you turn off your lights when you go to sleep?" no, i sleep with the lights on-- OF COURSE I TURN OFF THE LIGHTS YOU FUCKIN BALL LICKER. "maybe stop being on that phone of yours at late at night.." I CAN'T FUCKING SLEEP SO I MIGHT AS WELL DO SOMETHING.

whenever mc runs out of things to do, they re-do an assignment that got less than a 100% score.. someone drag this dymbfuck away from their work..

can i be🍷anon? or glass-eater anon? :3

hello!! yes, of course

those are both amazing anon names haha, welcome to the anon crew

enjoy <3

Workaholic Insomniac Mc

Lucifer

you can bet both of yall are making eye contact in the hallway at four am, and neither of you have slept

he gets you bestie

however he's willing to acknowledge both of you are practicing an unhealthy habit

together, you can take days off and as much as you itch to do work, you can stop each other. what a fun bonding activity!

Mammon

this is just like dealing with lucifer so he knows the drill

let you work as much as you want during the day without shirking your other responsibilities, but after dinner, he's dragging you away from it by the back of your shirt

when he can't fall asleep, he goes for a night drive, to nowhere in particular

so, he always invites you, because he knows you can't say no to him

Levi

he's also almost always awake at odd hours of the night, so he's always available

he would not be great to work in the same room as though

however he is willing to get you away from your work for a while to play some games with him

he knows that you need time away from that paper work and as much as you want to go back to it, he'll keep you with him until you complete the level. mark his word haha

Satan

will help you make those sleeping potions, or has solomon make some for you

if you ever want help with your work, he's willing to lend a hand, even though he knows you almost always say no

whenever you're awake at night, he'll come and sit where ever you're sitting to read so you'll have company

more often than not, he and belphie are next to you while you work as a silent indicator of what, or who, is waiting for you when you're done or want to take a break

Asmo

he fully believes in relaxing before bed and since he loves it so much, he suggests you try it with him

the first night you tried didn't really go as planned because he got a little overexcited so you had to try again the next night

that goes much better, and while it wasn't instant sleep, it was certainly better than staring at the ceiling for hours

plus, you get to spend time with asmo! who doesn't want that?

Beel

he won't lie he does enjoy the occasional impromptu meal you make for him when you've really got no more work to do (which is rare)

but he's concerned about you

honestly he thinks you're just like lucifer, you sincerely care about those around you and you work with them in mind

if you ever find random refreshments on your desk in the few moments you were gone, just know it was probably him

Belphie

as the self proclaimed king of sleep, he's always going out of his way to try and help you out

sometimes he falls asleep on your bed waiting for you to join him, while satan is still somehow going strong with his reading

if he notices you sitting at your desk for far too long, he'll start to whine and complain until you get in bed with him

sometimes, while he feels guilty, he'll use his power to help you fall asleep faster and give you a sweet dream that's usually about him

#obey me #obey me!#obey me x reader #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me belphie #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date

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rapunzelbro · 2 months

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The amount of times I have refreshed the angel dust x reader tag----Anywayyyy, I dunno if you do hurt/comfort (if not that's okay please ignore this lol) but here is a idea for a oneshot! GN!reader x angel dust where they're in a secret relationship because he's trying to protect you at all cost from his boss (reader can know about his situation or not its up to you!) but Valentino somehow found out about it and is pissed about it. You can use creative freedom to fill in the angst parts and whatever happens next, but please make it have a happy ending ^^

Imagine being in a Secret Relationship with Angel

Omg yeah I can! I wish there were more too so haha I shall provide I suppose. This is uh. Super angst. But I promise it’ll be a happy ending lmao I promise. Thank you for requesting. Just a reminder yall my requests are still open! Just give as much details and I’ll make it happen. Anywho enjoy!

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Being in a relationship with Angel Dust wasn’t often easy, Well at first that is.

When you first met Angel he always had his guard up, on some sort of drug at all times, and pushed serious conversations aside with Sexual remarks to drop the conversation entirely

So when you were able to actually break his walls months later, it was honestly a shock to you. Because damn was he stubborn. Honestly you didn’t think it would be possible

He started telling you small things about himself after the first month of letting his walls down, introducing you to Fat nuggets, and watching movies with you.

After the third month, he tells you his real name is Anthony. You said it suits him and you swear you see him blush

The fourth month is when you ask him out. He is super hesitant on accepting, but you don’t push him for an answer, he later comes in your room

“Y/N.. I.. I want to say yes, but I’m so terrified ya know? I just can’t I don’t know what would happen”

“Why would you be terrified?”

He tells you everything. Everything about the man who tears him apart, the man who hurts him on the daily.

He is trying to hard to explain how terrified he is of you getting hurt, and all you can do is gently take his hands as you look at him

“Angel, nothing will happen, no one needs to know but us. If you’re scared still, I get that, I’ve been there before. But I’m not scared of that prick, and he won’t find out okay?”

He finally makes eye contact with you and he begins to calm down, hugging you as you two just sit in silence before he quietly responds

“Then, I accept”

It’s months after that when he introduced you to his Best friend Cherri. You two are super hesitant about telling her, but you eventually decide to.

She’s super super happy for you two but don’t think she won’t get super protective

Will pull you aside at the club when Angel isn’t there

“If you hurt Angel you and I are going to have a problem okay? You break his heart I break you”

Yeah she scared the fuck out of you for that. Angel never did find out about your conversation.

It’s been almost a year of hiding your relationship when it suddenly begins to turn sour

The calls from Valentino, get more frequent, more violent on the phone.

Angel comes back to the hotel limping, bruised and bloody

You practically sprint and grab him, carrying him to his room take care of him the best you can, talk to him when he is ready, or be a shoulder to cry on.

Angel doesn’t know why Valentino is being more violent, he didn’t do anything wrong, he kept your relationship so quiet that it was basically impossible for him to know about you two

Except Valentino did find out. He heard Angel talking in his dressing room to you, he investigated throughly after Angel said I love you, to you.

Valentino got Vox to look at the cameras around Hell, he saw you two together. You don’t hold hands at all, not in public, if it wasn’t for that phone call, he wouldn’t of thought anything of it

“That little whore is going to fucking pay”

You and Angel are at Val’s bar after Angel reassured you he wouldn’t be there. You two are talking when Angel stands up to grab you more shots

That’s when Valentino appears, gun pressed up to the back of your head

“I Wouldn’t move an inch if you want to live perra tonta~”

You’re absolutely frozen as can be. You don’t move a bit as he leans closer to you

“I have all eyes on you, I know you’re with Angel Dust, you’re fucking with my property. Now here’s how things are going to go down tonight if you want your precious Angel Cakes to live. You’re going to break up with him, and stay the FUCK away from him. Do I make myself clear?”

You are silent visibly shaking as he presses the gun harder as he becomes impatient with you

“Do I make myself clear!”

He sounds absolutely pissed as you quickly nod your head frantically

“Perfect, now fucking leave”

You don’t have time to explain to Angel Dust but you leave before he makes it back with your shots, Valentino is no where to be found.

“Y/n? Where did you go” “Amore mio?”

You didn’t reply to his texts, you didn’t know what to do, you were trapping yourself in your room.

You were in a panicked state as the tears just didn’t seem to stop, nothing made sense, you two were so so careful? How did you fuck up?

Angel knocked at your door. No answer. He knocked again before he eventually used the spare key you gave him, which you forgot about

Angel instantly rushed over to you when he saw you crying, which caused you to flinch

He instantly froze in his tracks when he saw you flinch, concern building

“Y/N what happened.. why are you crying”

You are struggling through sobs as you explain what happened, Angel is so fucking pissed he can hardly contain it but has to for you, he just listens as he sits next to you

“Amore mio, i shouldn’t of I left you alone I’m so sorry. I don’t know how that asshole found out but I’m not fucking this relationship up because of him”

“But he will kill me”

“Sweetie, there’s a thing called acting you know, all we have to do is play the part, pretty easy for me, as you’ve seen.”

He takes your hands with a slight smirk

“I’m not letting him fuck this up okay? Who cares what he thinks? Val is literally blind as shit, I’m surprised he even knew it was you. Probably had to have someone point you out to him”

Yeah that made you laugh, which Angel was thankful for.

For then on, you two had your ‘breakup’. You were never seen in public together, or not without disguises. You had most dates alone at the hotel together

You weren’t letting the one good thing to happen end because of a stupid fucking moth

And he wasn’t going to either.

Angel Dust tag list: @vendetta-ari @brithedemonspawn @satansmanager @storydays @saturnhas82moons @zamadness @fizziepopangel @saitisfied @the--rebel--fae @mcueveryday @rainbowbunny15 @molarloo

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lizzieislife94x · 2 months

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My New Boss (e.o)

Requested <3 LizziexFem Reader GxG Legal age gap 🤭 y/n is 22 lizzie is 34

Did ya miss me 😏😏 sorry for not updating haha had a shitty few weeks I'm currently hungover so fricking bad so thought I'd give yall a one shot gonna try and update a few so send me requests please I go on holiday in 10 daya so gonna try and update a few before then ✌🏻

Y/ns POV:

I look over to my roommate June who has a huge smirk on her face "what it's 7am why are you smirking at me" I say rolling my eyes as I grab my cup of coffee "someone's looking all cute and sexy for her boss" I don't even need to look at her I can hear her smirk "no, no" i start as I look down at my outfit a simple cute shirt with a shortish skirt and some simple black heels "this is just smart work clothes" I huff as she laughs "yeah yeah I've seen your boss and that is one hot milf" I frown "she doesn't have kids dickhead" she walks towards me placing her hands on my shoulders "maybe not but she's 34 and you're 22 she's 12 years older" I pull away and put my coffee cup in the dishwasher "I don't like her like that" I lie to myself and my roommate "I just admire her and somewhat look up to her she's always been nice to me that's it" I say as I make my way to the front door "now I gotta go or I'll be late" with that I quickly make my way to my car to start the short journey to work.

As I walk in and swipe my card I smile and greet the reception workers "morning ladies" I say with a smile as I make my way up towards my bosses office my heart beating a little faster as I stop and knock "come in" I hear her loud but sweet voice as I make my way inside "good morning miss olsen" I swear as she looks up her face lights up "well good morning y/n you look great today" she smiles as she places her pen down giving me her full attention "uh thank you, you too miss olsen" I blush playing with my fingers "that skirt is gonna have alot of eyes on you y/n" she speaks with a tone to her voice maybe jealousy no why would she be I clear my throat and straighten my skirt "I uh I'm sorry I didn't think it would be inappropriate miss olsen ill stick to pants" I say feeling my cheeks burn as I look into her eyes she has her bottom lip captured in her teeth "I think you should stick to the skirts you look extremely sexy" I feel my heart racing at her words "why don't you go grab us both a coffee and then ill give you work for the day not sure what needs done at the moment" I nod and turn to rush to the kitchen to pour 2 cups of coffee making my way back as quickly as possible "here you go miss olsen" I say as I place her coffee on the table as she gives me her adorable bright smile "please take a seat y/n" I sit as she looks at me "so you've been here 2 months now how are you finding it" she asks as she takes a sip of her coffee what sounds like a moan leaving her lips "I've absolutely loved it everyone is so friendly and made me feel so welcome, I have a great boss and great co workers what more can a girl want in a job" I smile as I hold my coffee in both in hands "that's great I'm glad you're loving it im hoping you stick around you're the best assistant/worker I've had working by in a long time you get the work done properly" I can't help smile like a fool as she praises me "oh I am indeed loving it and the people are great a few of the girls around the office invited me to a night out on Friday so I'm glad to be included" she frowns slightly as she tilts her head "a night out huh with drinking and stuff" she asks taking me by surprise as I nod sipping my coffee "well maybe I'll join you ladies" I almost chock on my coffee as my eyes widen, no fuck I can't have her near me or see me when I'm drunk what if I make a move or day something stupid and loose my job fuck "hey y/n where did you go, that wouldn't be a problem would it?" I try to compose myself as I sit straight "oh uh no that won't be a problem you are more than welcome to join us ill find out the details from the girls at lunch and ill let you know when and where" I smile kicking myself inside "great ill look forward to it" she smirks as she says it, fuck why does she look so good "can you take these files and copy them that should take you to lunch" she says as she pushes a pile of files I smile and get to work.

8 hours later:

I sigh slamming myself onto the couch as I get texts from 2 of the girls asking why I invited the boss I quickly inform them it was an accident as I throw my phone one the couch "damn was work that bad you look like shit" I hear June say as she plops down beside me I groan and look at her "lizzie was asking how I was finding the job and we where chatting and I told her I have a night out with the girls from work on Friday and now she's coming to I can't drink alcohol around her you know how I am, ill either think fuck it and make a move or I'll tell her something stupid" I rant as she laughs slightly "hey y/n calm down it will be OK here's what to do find a girl, drink and dance and have fun maybe get a kiss or two and you'll be fine if you have your attention on a cute girl you won't do anything stupid" I think for a second and sigh "yeah I guess you're right" i say standing up and I go to my room to get changed into shorts and a vest trying not to think about the night out in days.

AN: I genuinely hope this makes sense I feel it doesn't I wasn't planning on making it 2 parts but it was long before I even had a chance to put smut so the next part will be smut with a cheeky little night out with the boss 🤭 I hope yall are doing amazing! Remember drink water and stay hydrated babes 💗 😘 requestes are open as always, word count 1.2k

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twirlingsmilingwriting · 4 months

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Can't you see the Starlight? || Finnick Odair X Reader

"Look at you worrying to much about things you can't change, you'll spend your whole life singing the blues if you keep thinking that way"

Getting dragged to a capital party to satisfy your mothers wishes could not have gone any better when you get asked to dance with the capital darling, Finnick Odair.

Warnings: Fluffy, mentions of death, kissing, dancing, fem! reader, alcohol mentioned, Finnick getting humbled A LOT

Word Count: 4.7K

A/N: I knowwwww I know yall have been asking for more Coriolanus Snow content but I needed some Finnick fluff in my life I love him so much. Might write more parts to this if yall like it :D

The music was so loud I swear I would be able to hear it ringing in my ears for the next days to come. Everyone was dressed to the nines and other girls scurried past me in large, sparkling, extravagant gowns shaped like cupcakes. Awkwardly, I stood there watching the people dance and talk.

This was my first time going to a capital party. My mother decided I spent enough time locked in my room and decided to drag me along to the party.

She had barged in that morning and said, "Y/N it is not normal for a girl your age to have no other friends other than her dog. You're in university. You should be in the club but instead your here. I'm sorry Sweetheart but that is just sad." I understood where she was coming from. It's not even that I don't like being outside, I love it actually. I love going on walks and watching the birds in the trees or even reading in the park and watching the leaves fall. All of that stuff is so much fun. The thing I don't like is the constant judgment from the other people in the capital. My family used to be incredibly wealthy, so much so my father had a hand in a big part of the economy of all of Panem. He was also deeply tied to political affairs in Panem, often having meetings with President Snow. My mother said they went to school together. But when my father died suddenly and mysteriously, our business had plummeted. My mother, bless her soul, tried to step up and handle things but our financial status had gone down significantly.

In all truth, we weren't doing well at all and the pretentious shallowness of the other capital citizens only viewed you as the numbers in your bank account. My mom could barely pay the tuition for the University I'm attending. I felt like an imposter at this party. I know these people think less of me and it's so uncomfortable. It's not even the stares, it's more the lack thereof. I wasn't perceived at all because the other people at this party didn't think I was worth their time. I played with the fabric of my silk red dress awkwardly while I watched my mom chatter with another woman her age at a table across from where I was. Sighing heavily, I closed my eyes and pretended to be anywhere else.

Suddenly, I was pulled out of my daze by a hand on my left shoulder and someone's breath on my right. I jumped and turned around, my gaze being met with the most marvelous pair of sea-green eyes. The man took a step back.

"I'm sorry, did I frighten you?" he chuckled.

I didn't respond, just gave him a confused, almost disgusted glace. He scoffed a little and let a smirk run across his face while extending his hand out.

"I'm delighted to make your acquaintance Ms..." He looked at me with curious eyes, wanting me to finish his sentence. Cautiously, I reached my hand out to meet his, never breaking eye contact.

"Y/N, Y/N L/N."

He shook my hand shortly and firmly. His smirk turned into a charming smile, exposing his charmingly crooked white teeth and dimples. I squinted my eyes at him, examining his face. I felt like I knew him from somewhere, he looked so familiar. His smile started to fade, I think he was a little offended by my glares.

"I'm sorry but do I know you from somewhere?"

A loud laugh left his mouth.

"I'd be more surprised if you didn't haha, do the Hunger Games ring a bell?"

"Gasp... Peeta Mellark?!"

Excitement started to rush through my veins. My eyes lit up and I started to get all giddy. I loved Katniss and Peeta's games. They just finished last week actually. It was really the only one I tuned into and actually paid attention to, I was too invested, enthralled even with their romance. God, I was such a sucker for romance. Peeta looks so different in real life. A lot taller actually. Blond as ever though.

"I- no... Finnick. Finnick Odair." He looked at me a little offended and confused. Now this was awkward. I calmed myself down and shook my head.

"Hmm, I can't say they do Mr. Odair." I glanced around and noticed the number of eyes that were on us, "Though from the amount of girls around here who look like they want to tear you apart, I'm going to assume you're famous or something."

"Ha, well I guess you can put it that way, what a way to humble someone Ms. Y/N... Anyways, I came to ask you a simple question, may I have this dance?" He bent at the waist slightly like a prince, his hand reached out for mine waiting for me to accept it, his stunningly green eyes never leaving mine. What a charmer. I laughed a little and looked around again. There was still a few eyes on us but just as many people were enjoying themselves. Something about the joy buzzing off of the other people just gave me this sudden urge to do something I was always taught not to do; let a stranger who just seemed to have the sharpest jawline, dimples, boosted ego, and the absolute deepest sea green eyes take me by the hand and lead me somewhere with even more strangers in a strange place. I'd say the stranger-danger aspect of it all was worrying but the pros of, "ooooo hot man" seemed to outweigh that.

"Well Mr. Odair, it's between that or sitting here for more painstakingly long minutes so I guess I'll dance with you," flirtatious sarcasm was dripping from my voice but I shot him back a smirk like the one he was giving me. I placed my hand into his and took mental note of how big and rough his hands were compared to mine. In one swift movement, he stood up straight again and interlocked his arm with mine.

"I'll make it worth your while," He joked and I rolled my eyes in response. For being an outdoor event, the area felt so claustrophobic with the amount of people around. The heat radiating off of everyone was unbearable, the aroma was sticky. Finnick held my arm close to him, afraid to lose me in the crowd. I could feel my face getting hot and I couldn't tell if I was flustered from the sudden male attention or if the heat was getting to me. Soon enough, we reached a small clearing, just big enough for the two of us and I felt Finnick let go of my arm and spin me around so now I was facing him. The way he was looking at me made me feel all warm and gooshy, ugh I hated it. With half-lidded eyes and that smirk that was starting to become oh so familiar, he placed one of his hands on the small of my back, pulling me close to him, and the other interlocking with my hand, extending them outwards.

I tried to pull every amount of falsified confidence out of the depths of my soul when I placed my other hand to meet his shoulder. In theory, this should've gone smoothly but I was so nervous my hand was shaking on the way up, none of my fake confidence could cover that one up. He started laughing and I cringed so hard. I looked down at the ground and my legs wobbled a little when I felt my posture start to slip in these heels. I wanted nothing more than to melt into a puddle of nothingness.

"Oh Ms. Y/N... you sure have a lot of bark for a girl who can't even stand up straight. My presence must be too intoxicating for you to handle."

"Ha. Ha. Ha. And you sure have a lot of confidence for a 'Famous' man I didn't even recognize."

"Ouch, dear let's hold off on that one, now please..." his hand lifted off the small of my back and I felt his fingers under my chin, lifting it to look at him.

"Look at me when I talk to you, it's rude not to"

His hand returned to my back and I stared at him flabbergasted. This man had such a hold on me, literally and figuratively, and I had just met him. This was crazy.

"Oh you're dangerous Mr. Odair," I whispered a little too loud for my liking. He heard it and started to laugh again. God that laugh was like the best sound I've ever heard.

"Trust me darling, I'm a daydream. Now, are we gonna start dancing or are you just going to sit here and stare at me while I get lost in your eyes."

Oh, this absolute weenie. Now I knew I was blushing. His facial expression was the embodiment of pride. It was like he was so accomplished in getting me so flustered. Suddenly, the reality of what was happening sank upon me and so did the remembrance that I didn't know how to dance. Smiling awkwardly at him I started to try and uncomfortably sway our bodies in an off-rhythm pace. His mouth formed an 'O' shape of realization like he just read my mind.

"Just follow my lead,"

He started to move his feet and I followed along one step behind him. I was fumbling over my self a lot but he whispered little encouragements into my ear over the party music. Soon enough, I was working in perfect rhythm alongside him and things started to get a little more fun.

"Look at you, good girl. You caught on so fast,"

Oh god, how can someone be so charming? His presence was almost intoxicating. I turned my head again to avoid eye contact. If I stared into those green eyes for a moment longer I would surely fall into the depths of them and never be able to get out.

"Don't get shy now, darling. Come on," he teased before pulling me closer. My chest was pressed up against him and my eyes widened. Looking up at him slowly, I simply hit him with a shining smile. "Who me? Shy? Never, I'm clearly the most outgoing and social girl out there, that's exactly why I was standing at that table by myself for so long," I joked sarcastically and he rolled his eyes. The song changed and blasted through the speaker and played yet another slow dance song. I groaned and his ears perked up. He swooped in to take that as an oppertunity to ask,

"Are you bored yet?"

"Do you want the honest answer or the delusional one?"

"I'd rather us start our relationship with honesty so I'll go with the first option."

I swear, did this man ever stop smiling?

"Relationship? You're talking crazy Mr. Odair... but to be honest, I'm a little bored... Just a little."

He chuckled a little and continued to lead our bodies elegantly across the dance floor.

"How about we get out of here after this song? There's a lake a short walk down from here, we can go watch the stars."

"Oh Mr. Odair, you better not be trying to murder me... it's okay you don't have to drop everything for me. Clearly, you're enjoying the party."

"Don't worry... You can trust me and it's less that I'm enjoying the party and more that I'm enjoying you"

"You tease~"

"And without giving away too many details... You'd be doing me a favor getting me out of here," he spoke with a changed demeanor, a slightly grim and sad one at that. I brushed it off and nodded.

"So it's a deal?"

"Deal."

He smiled and then pulled away from me, lifting my hand. I understood the assignment and did a little spin, feeling my dress float a little around me. I giggled and spun back into his arms. While my dancing was still quite stiff, I felt so happy. He pulled me close and we helplessly gazed into each others eyes. The song ended and the music dwindled and he pulled away, smiling uncontrollably.

"Stop looking at me like that~ you're giving me the creeps," I teased and giggled, playfully hitting his slightly exposed chest from the V-neck of his white flowy top. He threw his head back laughing before extending his hand out to me again for the second time that night.

"Creeps? I'm sure you mean "Oh Finnick, stop killing me with that beautifully charming, elegant, and stunning smile"'

I huffed and rolled my eyes.

"Are we heading out now?"

"After you."

Words just seemed to roll right off his tongue like honey dripping off a warm spoon, shockingly sweet and smooth. His eyes never left mine. Ever. His hand reached for mine once more and we interlocked fingers while I started to try and find a path off the dance floor. Once we were free from the sweaty dance floor, I turned to Finnick with wide eyes ready for him to lead us down this 'short walk to the lake'. He gladly accepted this task and we walked out the gates of the capital party, not caring if anyone saw us.

As soon as we stepped out of the area I paused for a moment to take a deep breath in. "Oh man I swear it is so hard to breathe in there"

"Oh absolutely. Especially over the heavy perfumes that smell so strong yet can't cover the smell of B.O." Finnick laughed.

"Eww when you put it like that it makes it seem so much worse"

"Oh, but it is that bad let's just be honest here. Like I said earlier, I want this relationship to be started on a foundation of honesty, though, I do love a good secret."

I scrunched my face at his comment and laughed, interlocking my fingers with his again as we looked up ahead of the night in front of us.

"The lake is right down that way," he pointed off to the distance to where we were met with a little stone and dirt path leading. Logically thinking, now was really the time I should be using stranger danger logic. Good thing I wasn't thinking. I grabbed onto Finnick's arm and he started to walk me down the moonlit path. The misty coolness of the nighttime felt so nice on my skin while I cooled off from the party but the warmth of Finnick's arm against my body felt even better. The sound of the music from the party started to get fainter and fainter in the distance.

"So Mr. Odair,"

"Please, just call me Finnick, we aren't around all those fancy people anymore. We can drop the formalities."

"Hmm okay Finnick," I liked the way his name rolled off my tongue and from the way Finnick was grinning and the path in front of us, I think he liked it too. "Where are you from?"

"Wow... you really don't know anything about me huh?" He asked, genuinely so shocked.

"Oh I'm sorry famous-capital-man. How dare I not know how lucky I am to bask in your glory," I rolled my eyes at him.

"Ah that's- that's not what I mean... It's refreshing in a way. It's like with you my reputation doesn't precede me." His tone was open. Honest. He spoke slowly in his last words as if he was searching deep within that beautiful brain of his to pick the right words to say. I didn't respond. On one hand, I was very flattered to see him be so honest. On the other, that sentence was setting off a few more red flags in my mind. What could his reputation be that he finds it enlightening that I don't know who he is? Either way, I brushed off that idea. Finnick seemed like an honest man.

Now that we were alone with just the two of us it felt like his whole demeanor had changed. Inside the gates of the capital party, it felt like he was masking himself a little. It was like he was playing a character, a charming playboy who only had one goal but here, he was still charming but in a different way. His presence reminded me of sitting on the warm sand of a beach watching as the ocean waves crashed into the shore. It draws you in, gives you warmth, and is stunning to look at. I hadn't realized that I had been standing there in silence, lost in my own thoughts, for longer than was comfortable until he continued.

"I'm actually from District 4," He said with a soft smile, a little different from the smirk that usually rested on his face but a lot cuter.

"Really? District 4... So do you like fishing?" Dumb question. I felt the instant cringe rattle my bones after I let those words out. He didn't make a big deal out of it at all though. He laughed a little, "Yeah actually, I don't get around to doing it anymore but I was very good at fishing when I was younger. I'm quite talented with a net."

I feel like there's a joke I'm missing here. I didn't have much more time to psychoanalyze the man because soon enough, we made it to the lake. The moonlight reflected down upon the lake allowing for the beautiful ripples of the water to be seen. The moonlight also shined down on us, being the only source of light in the darkness of this twilight hour. I took a moment to bask in its tranquil beauty as I watched the fireflies dance through the tall grass like little stars that had just dropped down to earth.

"Here it is..." the words left his lips softly and I could feel his eyes staring at my face, trying to read my expression but I was too busy being astonished by the beauty of nature.

"I have lived here my whole life and I have never even heard of or seen this place before..."

He took my hand and led me down to a little clearing in the grass, right above the shore of the lake where we sat down and continued to look around. His head hung down and he looked at his lap, laughing a little before saying, "You must not get out much, huh? Why? I mean, you must have money, why don't you leave and have fun more often?"

"Eh it's not as simple as that, I just... I really can't stand the environment or the attitudes of the people in the capital. They can always find a way to dehumanize another person. After my father passed, my family lost a significant amount of our income and we practically became invisible to the others in the capital. When other people treat you as lesser than or inhuman and like they can do whatever they want to you it's disheartening. The shallowness of other people gets to me too. How am I ever supposed to make friends if they don't care to get to know me? My family just keeps getting hit with trouble after trouble I'm just... I don't know."

I felt a little pathetic rambling on to Finnick. I'm sure he wasn't ready for that kind of trauma dump. My fingers tangled with the hem of my dress and I looked down, examining how my nail polish had chipped at some point during the night. Finnick was silent for a moment. I started to feel even more embarrassed. I didn't need to give him that much information. I was about to open my mouth again to talk about something else but he beat me to it.

"Y/N... Honestly, I understand that on so many levels. Especially as a person who isn't from here but always has to be here for business, I understand fully what you mean but, not everyone is like that and in a way, you're sort of doing the same thing if you're generalizing other capital people like that too... Not to say that you're at fault or anything though but... think about it this way. The way they act is because they were raised that way, truly if you hadn't gone through what you went through you would end up the same way they are,"

His words made me flinch. The idea of being just as shallow as them scared me, deeply. He looked at me, laughed a little, and continued.

"I know I know... This is kind of a hard thing to say, I mean, it's easier to say than to do but, every barrier we cross is another lesson learned. The things we go through turn us into the people we are today and it's our job as people to be people, good people. There is a lot of bad in this world, the least we can do is try to make light with the small things we do. If you spend your whole life worrying too much about the things you can't change, you'll spend your life too stuck in the past and miserable. I was dealt a pretty shitty hand in life but I'm trying to make the best of what I was given and hey, my shitty ass circumstances led me here, with you right now and that seems pretty cool to me"

My heart skipped a beat and I moved my head up to look at Finnick. He was now laying on his back staring up at the sky, head turning to make eye contact with me. I swear this man had a way of reading just the deepest parts of my soul. Deep green eyes met my own and I saw a glimmer, a shine in his eyes that hadn't been there before. A warm smile tugged at the corners of my lips and we sat in silence for a moment, just staring deep into each other's eyes.

"I'd have to agree with you on that one Finnick..." I whispered. He chuckled then turned back to look at the sky.

"Y/N... come join me, the stars are beautiful tonight," He said and patted the ground next to him, ushering me closer. I followed and lay right beside him looking up at the twinkling stars. Normally you can never see the stars so clearly in the capital because of the amount of air and light pollution was so dense but right now, they were shining bright. Maybe things just looked brighter with Finnick next to me. I looked back at Finnick's face, he seemed lost in thought, staring up at the stars.

"Don't you see the starlight? Isn't it crazy to think about how something so far can still be seen be seen by us here? They shine so brightly so that they can bring joy to the rest of the universe. I want to make a change in the world that significant one day. Do something so great that it will bring great joy to everyone for years to come... like even when I die I will be happy knowing there will be happiness after me because of me... I don't know maybe I'm just unrealistically daydreaming right now," Finnick rambled on so confidently but pulled back on that last line. I turned onto my side to look at him, hand coming to stroke the side of his face.

"I- I think you can do it... you're meant for something greater than this Finnick I can feel it..." earnestly, I spoke. While I had just met the man I could just feel this energy radiating off of him. "Sorry if this is sort of sudden but, you have such a pull to you Finnick... You seem to make everything feel like magic when I'm around you. I'm so enchanted by the life you bring to the room and it's actually insane to me. I have been having a great time tonight and I know I wouldn't have had the tiniest bit of enjoyment if I didn't get to meet you tonight. Finnick, you shine brighter than the whole sky and I'm sure you'll make the whole world feel your warmth too."

Finnick didn't speak, maybe I word vomited a little there but I meant every word I said. I swear I could see tears welling up in his troubled eyes before he closed them hard and started to speak. "Truly... those are the kindest words anyone has ever said to me y/n. You don't have any idea how much your sincerity means to me. Thank you" He propped himself up on his elbow to turn to me too. I can't describe what took over me when he finally opened his eyes again. With piercing green eyes and just the hint of a smile on his handsome face, I subconsciously started to lean forward and to my surprise, he was mirroring my actions. It happened so fast, his warm lips were on mine and his free hand found its way to my cheek. The moment was magical, our lips moving in a rhythmic pattern. He pulled away slowly and looked deeply into my eyes while we took a moment to catch our breaths.

"Finnick..."

"Yeah?"

"I think I like you... a lot." My face grew more red with embarrassment while my eyes searched his face for a response. He smiled at me, lips slightly parted before he leaned back in, kissing me a little harsher, lips burning with passion. He lightly placed me on to my back and we continued to share this moment of innocent intimacy while he hovered over me. My fingers tangled in his soft, blond hair and his weight pressed against my body, one of his hands on my face, keeping me close to him, and the other propping himself up. I knew I had to stop myself before this went too far but I really didn't want to. I wanted this night, this moment, to go on forever. Unfortunately, that decision was made for me when he pulled away and looked down on me. The gold shark tooth necklace he was wearing dangled down in front of my face. He smiled again at me. "We should head back to the party now before it gets too late... It'll be more fun I promise," he leaned down to kiss my forehead then came back up, "They play faster-paced music at the end of the night because that's when all the old people go home. You know they might have a heart attack once the bass kicks in," We shared a laugh and he leaned closer to me again, he nuzzled his face into the nook of my neck and placed a soft kiss on my collarbone that sent shivers down my spine. Goosebumps pricked at my skin and his breath tickled as it brushed against my my ear before he whispered, "I like you too y/n... a lot."

I was a blushing mess at this point. He kissed my cheek before sitting back up. He hit me with that charming smile and I pathetically tried to cover my face with my hands but he grabbed my wrists and stopped me.

"No no none of that, I like seeing how flustered you are it's kind of funny."

"Oh boo you asshole," I joked, sitting up and playfully punching his arm. He laughed hard and stood up to his feet, extending his hand out to help me up. Taking his offer, he helped me onto my feet.

With arms linked, we walked away from the lakeside shore and back to the capital party. My eyes searched the room to see if my mom had noticed I left and from the looks of the third empty glass of liquor on the table she was at and the way her eyes were lit up while she continued to chat with the other women her age, she didn't notice a thing. Finnick's hand squeezed mine tightly and gave me a reassuring smile and we walked back onto the dance floor.

By the end of the night, I couldn't tell if it was the intoxicating spirit of Finnick or the amount of times I had spun around the dance floor but I was so dizzy. I could barely think straight but there was only one thing on my mind.

When could I see him again?

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arueternity · 7 days

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Vessel's ABC's

PAIRING - Vessel x reader, Vessel x polyves (Briefly mentioned)

WARNING - NSFW! Mentions of breeding kink, sexual piercings, cum play, overstimulation

AUTHOR'S NOTE - Hello my lovies! I've been sitting on this for a while now, I thought it would be best to slowly start doing headcanons and blurbs to work myself back into writing. I hope yall enjoy!

WORD COUNT - 1,177

Master List

❥ A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

➛ As soon as the both of you cum, he’s kissing your face softly praising you for how good you did for him. ➛ Always gets up and gets you some of your favorite snackies and drinks, will gently rub your back while you eat.

❥ B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

➛ His? He loves his stomach, cannot tell me otherwise. Why else would he always have it on display? ➛ Yours? Your eyes, he loves to stare into them as he’s gently rubbing your sides pulling you closer.

❥ C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

➛ Haha he paints you pretty with his cum, purposely pulling out just to cum on either your hole or face. ➛ Pretty boy also will crave your cum, please give it to him or he’ll beg

❥ D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

➛ Creepy and dirty? Yes please. ➛ Has stalked his partners, still means he has seen you masturbate, watching the way you pleasure yourself. Yeah so when yall do fuck, he knows how to please you.

❥ E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

➛ Fairly experienced. He has had multiple partners in the past, and considering he has multiple now, I’d say he knows what’s going on.

❥ F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

➛Our boy is a romantic man, he’ll take you from behind in a spooning position. He’ll wrap his hand around your throat while pulling you back, kissing you while hooking one of your legs over his hips. Yeah...

❥ G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

➛ Pretty serious in the moment. He can sometimes crack a joke when he can tell you’re struggling.

❥ H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

➛ Very neatly trimmed. He loves his happy trail and thinks it’s enjoyable when you run your hands down it to grab his cock

❥ I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

➛ It’s intense but it varies on the scene y’all have set. ➛ Can be very romantic and loving when yall are making love. Sweet kisses and gentle touches ➛ But he can also fuck you till you’re crying and begging for him to stop.

❥ J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

➛ Sweet boy barely gets time to Jack off and empty his balls. He’s always so stressed out with the band and then having to deal with Sleep. ➛ But when he does it's because he away from you, he’s touching himself slowly, dipping his hand into his pants, biting his lip to stop the breathy moan...

❥ K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

➛ I’ll give you the top kinks... ➛Ownership. He loves to feel like he owns someone like they need him. ➛ Breeding kink. Gods the man just wants to put a baby in you even if you can’t carry it. ➛ Dare I say.. daddy kink? Just the reaction to you calling him daddy.. think about it.

❥ L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

➛ Woods. Yup, he loves the woods the most. Loves taking you near where all the offers are given. Offering YOU up like the finest treat to Sleep...

❥ M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

➛ Gotta say his biggest turn-on might be your support. He feels safe and loved with you around.. it just makes his cock unbelievably hard for you. ➛ Bonus: if you are into it, seeing you wear a collar with his name on it.

❥ N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

➛ Public sex. I don’t see him being the type to take you in front of people yall don’t know. He likes to keep that separate and away from the fans

❥ O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

➛ REALLY likes receiving it, I mean openingly moaning, pulling you closer by the back of your neck, face fucking you. Loves it so fucking much. ➛ Will give it but always takes more than what you offer. Pushing you into overstimulation as his mouth just works over you…like I said, he really likes your cum

❥ P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

➛ It can vary but most of the time even when it’s a rough dirty fuck in the back of the bus, he likes to go slow… Takes his time to feel you wrapped around him while he drags moan after moan out of you.

❥ Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

➛ “Quickie” you say… he doesn’t do fast fucks. Yes, he’ll take you when he needs you but he likes to savor your taste and your pleasure.

❥ R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

➛ He doesn’t like to risk his identity being shown, so nothing like public stuff. ➛ Will try new things as long as it’s discussed beforehand. Safety matters in his eyes.

❥ S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

➛ Forgive me god for I have sinned. ➛ You CANNOT tell me he doesn’t last for hours!! Of course, he’ll cum but he’ll get right back at it!! ➛ Have you seen the way he’s always on stage singing? And he goes to the gym? He knows he can fuck for a while so buckle in.

❥ T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

➛ Owns a Fleshlight and a cock ring. Sometimes he likes to use them on the other vessels soo... ➛ Will be open to using any toys you bring into the bedroom, might forget about them if I’m honest.

❥ U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

➛ Constantly. Fucking constantly teasing. He will have you wet/hard the whole fucking day and then IGNORE you when you beg for him to fuck you. ➛ He knows you like it when he doesn’t wear a shirt, purposely taking it off in front of you and pushing his pants down just low enough that there’s a happy trail...

❥ V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

➛ If he’s in control he’s kinda quiet, just groaning and sometimes moaning. ➛ Does whisper in your ear from time to time, “Fuck darling.. you're sucking my cock in so well.. need that don’t you”

❥ W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

➛ Love me or hate me.. he has a prince Albert.. thank you.

❥ X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

➛ Some piercings here and there (cough on his dick) ➛ Does have some scars from sacrificing blood to Sleep.. and from you.

❥ Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

➛ He wants you every day of every hour. Reasonable he knows he can’t have you all the time but he’ll try his damnest to.

❥ Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

➛ My version of the vessels don’t really sleep.. but if he does fall asleep good luck waking him up. Will sleep for 3 days at a time.

Master List

#sleep token #sleep token ii #sleep token iii #sleep token iv #sleep token vessel #sleep token vessel x reader #sleep token headcanons #headcanon #smutty #sleep token vessel smut #imagine #blurb

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monstrous-munch · 10 months

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Ok I’m back with more thoughts…. I ended up writing way more than I thought I was going to haha also why is it every time I actually write some stuff for this blog is fae or fae adjacent ?? pfft

Tw: voyerism, dubcon ?? Like at the start ?? Idk just to be safe, vague mention of rejection by other humans, mentions of feeling isolated, yall get jiggy with a water elemental

Ok, but imagine living by yourself, out in the wilds, away from the village full of people you turned you away. Do you get lonely sometimes ? Sure, but it’s better than being around those who don’t want you.

Most often you’re fine with it. You enjoy your own company, and spend your days in a comfort of your own making. But sometimes that ache arises. The one that yearns so desperately for warmth. To be held by another. To no longer feel alone….. when this happens you take a trip to the hot springs.

Slipping into the warm water, you bask in the heat - letting it seep into your tense muscles and ease that aching in your chest. Faint ribbons of steam dance in the silver light as you relax fully. You’ve been coming here for many moons now, and each time you leave feeling content.

Hands creeping downward, you gently brush the skin of your chest, stomach, thighs….before dipping further. The water already feels so good, why not add to the satisfaction you feel before it’s time to leave ?

Eyes closed, you feel the the pleasure from your fingers, and the warmth of the water - the way it’s gentle volume seems to craddle you, move against your legs, gentle lap at your throat.

With a soft moan you lazily lift you eyelids, only to be startled by the form of a man waist deep at the other side of the pool. Well not really a man. Although it takes on a humanoid shape, the figure across from you is completely formed from the hot springs water. You’d heard of creatures like this. Ancient magic so strong it took on a life of its own; through water, air, earth or fire.

There world around the two of you totally stills, waiting for someone to break the silence. It’s the water elemental who speaks first. Well, he doesn’t really speak, the sound of a babbling stream emerges from him, though you understand as if he were speaking in your own tongue.

A garble of flustered apologies tumble out. He hadn’t meant to watch you… but he couldn’t really not, seeing as he was the hot springs. He should have revealed himself when you first came to the pool, but you were so beautiful, he felt unable to manifest as anything other than a puddle. And the way your tension eased as you lay within the water…the way you seemed so much happier when you left… he couldn’t stand to take that from you.

After hearing all his rambling, only one thing hummed in your mind.

“You’re the reason I don’t feel alone.”

Although the elemental had no need to breath, you swore you saw him gasp softly, eyes filled with yearning as the water around you gently swirled.

Standing, you made your way towards him; parting the spring slowly with your hips as you came to stand before the curious being. Lifting a hand, you gently pressed your fingers against him. Sliding them up his chest as the water tension kept you from sinking in. With only a moments hesitation, you tentatively pressed your lips to his, cradling the warmth of his cheek and raising to your toes to press closer. The crash of an ocean wave filled your ears, what could only be a groan from this watery creature, as he pulled you’re naked body further against him.

Soon sweet moans filled the night. The elemental held you close, his touch at times almost human - strong arms around you, his mouth pressed to you neck - but the sudden morphing of sensations, into the caress of water you had grown familiar with, reminded you what held you was much more than a man. A gentle current seemed to spread you legs wider as you were filled over and over. First by a tender caress, the tide against a river’s edge in the mauve hours of evening. Then, growing, swelling, till you felt like a rocky cliff meeting the crashing waves of a storm. Despite the rhythm of waves rushing forth, you still felt safe, the warm water holding you, soothing you as it always had - only now the whispers of steam carried with them sweet words of worship.

With a final cry you pleasure reached its peak. The waves around you lulled, encircling you in a soft embrace. The spring had always been something that helped ease your loneliness, now running your fingers over the water elementals tenderly smiling face, you felt a lightness in you chest like nothing you’d known before.

#im a little sad so we’re having fluff tonight haha #also if you don’t like all the water imagery too bad #pfft #as always if you see spelling mistakes….no you don’t #I can’t spell for shit guys so pls ignore it if you see that I goofed #monster fucker #monster lover #monster boyfriend #tetrophilia #monster boy #monster x human #monster x reader #monster x you #monster x gender neutral reader #tetro

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yippeerrrs · 10 months

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Hi you are my favorite angst writer I really love your work 🥹 I have an idea for a fic and I think you are the perfect person to write it! (it's okay if you don't want to). Basically, a new recruit at the base, and the fem!reader was suspicious of her from the beginning, she had something strange but, the recruit managed to deceive the boys, even König (reader's boyfriend) with your charm and kind smile. When the reader tries to accuse the recruit everyone is against her and so she decides she needs to take some time off, and now with the reader who was a database expert out the spy mouse can copy and transfer sensitive data, putting the entire base in danger. I know it's a very specific request but I like angst like, I SAID IT... haha, I'd be really happy if you did :3 Kisses :*

🌱-anon

"Not everyone is what they seem."

I love this req so much mwamwamwa

Au- konig in 141 <3 enemy kortac oh btw reader's codename here is bookworm bcs reader and- yeah yall get it.

Blue- background character

White- reader

Orange- könig

Pink- faux

It was a great night after a successful mission, you had just won the mission and successfully interrogated an enemy, you and your boyfriend were just hanging out in the bar when a new recruit comes in, smiling.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, i'm the new recruit.. for 141?"

She raised her eyebrow, finding it 'amusing' I didn't know. König smiles at her awkwardly, his social anxiety kicking in.

"What are your codenames? I'm faux"

She held out her hand to könig, wanting a handshake. He shakes her hand, slightly hesitating.

"König."

You also shake her hand, smiling softly to not seem rude.

"Bookworm"

She chuckles slightly at tour codename, finding it funny and amusing.

"Bookworm? That's rich"

She teases, still laughing. König snickers a little, also finding it funny. You cross your arms, slightly irritated at her. You chuckle.

"Faux? Look at me yeah?"

She looks at you in confusion, wiping away her happy tears from laughing so much.

"Yes?"

You push her down, looking at her with a strict and serious face.

"Learn your place."

You spit out, rolling your eyes. You mumble 'fucking rookies' under your breath when suddenly könig holds you by your shoulder, looking into your eyes with concern.

"Shatz, calm down"

You sigh, hugging him. When suddenly faux grins, you notice her and start to get suspicious when she stands up, a scratch on her knee and now limping towards your boyfriend.

"Ow.."

She mutters, könig then helping her get on his back.

"I'll bring her to the medic"

"It's not even that major!-"

"She's hurt."

You roll your eyes in annoyance, noticing könig take faux's side instead of yours. You glare at her as könig carries her outside. You notice her smirking and pointing her tounge out at you before leaving the room. You sigh in annoyance, your hands on your face as you calm yourself down.

as könig puts her down on the bed, a nurse comes around and tends to her scratch

"Don't you think you're *slightly* overreacting sir?"

The nurse asks, looking up and still bandaging faux. König shakes his head.

"Bookworm's anger issues.. we really need to start working on that- especially since shes a higher rank, i just dont trust that she'll play nice with the rookies"

The nurse sighs, standing up and walking away after he tended to faux's scratch. Faux then looking at könig with false innocence in her eyes, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

"i just don't know why she would do that.."

"I'm apologizing for bookworm's behalf.. i'm so sorry"

"No, it's alright. I shouldn't have made fun of her codename huh?"

König chuckles, smiling under his mask.

"Yeah, you really shouldn't have"

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König stands up, smiling at her and fixing his mask before turning around.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna go comfort bookworm"

"but.. stay with me? Please?"

Konig shakes his head, clearly hesitant. You're his #1, he'll aways think of you first over anyone. Faux pouts and flutters her eyelashes at him, hopefully making könig fold. König chuckles at this and shakes his head.

"I'll see you tomorrow faux"

He spoke, now turning away and walking towards you.

You sat there, sobbing quietly into your hands, feeling guilty from doing what you did earlier, letting your anger issues get the better of you once again. Your thoughts screaming at you.

König sat next to you, pulling you in for a hug and kissing your forehead to comfort you, calm you down in some way- and it did, it did work. You melted in his touch, hugging him back and sniffling.

"I'm sorry"

"It wasn't your fault shatz, i'll help you through this"

He smiles at you and you smile back, wiping away your tears and kissing him, pulling his mask a little.

Faux stood outside the bar, watching this all unravelling, she was pissed. She pulls the bandage away in annoyance.

"I'll get my revenge."

She mumbles, hiding a knife under her sock.

"Whether you like it or not."

Part 1/??

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dayseedrawz2 · 3 months

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Okokok, Its time to stop mentally preparing... (for Pomni AND me in this case cuz I sorta regret doing this-) this part is probably gonna be longer than the first

[also tagging @sm-baby again. I'm sorry if I'm infiltrating you notifications but if I tagged you in the first it makes sense to tag you in the rest of the parts]

Here is part one of the Fic:

Okay now here we go again...

PART 2 OF:

☆Settings for two☆

Pomni, not having much to do while waiting for Caine and the others, just sat on the floor on the stage. Letting herself stare off into space, with the thought of escape still circling her head.

Caine was gone for a bit longer than she thought he'd be. She thought he would just snap his fingers and bring the cast out against their will. Ya know, like the oblivous AI that he is. Or at least he appeard to be to her... Then she heard the distant bustling and chatting of the others getting closer:

"Do we really have to do this for her??"

"I guess so. But I don't quite mind."

"Yeah, whatever. I just think it's stupid that he's involving us..."

"The only thing stupid about it is that he's involving you, Jax."

"Oh, settle down, guys! I think it's really sweet of him!"

"Shut up, Dollface!"

"C-can you guys stop arguing..?"

"Oh! Of course! Sorry, Gangle."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever..."

"Let's just get the day over with..."

Pomni got up as they all lined up side by side in the center of the room. But She was still a bit confused...

"What on earth were they talking about..?"

The thought lingerd with her, but it didn't invade her mind as much as the inevitable effect of her plan. But her train of thought again was interrupted by the voice of Caine bursting into their muffled conversations:

"Good morning again, my superstars!"

He swooped around the corner, approaching from the direction of the hallway.

"I hope you all are excited for today's adventure! This one is sure to be a doozy!"

He began to explain the rules of the adventure. "Something Something, the grounds, blah blah blah, Something about the Carnival? Or perhaps it was the Lake?" Not like she would know. She wasn't paying much attention. Again, all that was on her mind was the idea of leaving. When finally she tuned back in to Caine as he wrapped up his speach:

"Alright everyone! I hope you all enjoy the adventure! Stay safe and have fun!"

*Snap!*

And POOF! Caine and the others was teleported to who knows where.

Execpt, for Pomni?

She started to panic a bit:

"Im still here!? Should've known not to get my hopes up... Maybe he set that door there as a trap like the others..."

Well, at least she was alone...

*Poof!*

"Pomni!? What're you still doing here!?"

"Oh God..."

He snapped in attempt to fix what he thought was some sort of bug on his end.

Nothing happened.

Another snap.

Nothing.

He began to grow visibly frustrated, continually snapping as he spoke:

"M-my apologies, dear! There seems to be something wrong with-"

He turned to see the blue door slightly open. Pomni grew worried:

"Oh god... Did he see me in there?? Is he gonna do something to me??"

To her surprise, upon connecting the dots, he simply laughed it off:

"Haha! It appears someone got into the old settings room!"

"..."

"I told Bubble to quit messing with code without permission! I'll be giving him a stern talking to later..."

Though still tense, she let out a releived sigh:

"Sorry again, my dear! I guess this means you'll have to sit out of today's adventure!"

"I-it's fine, Caine. If that's all, I'll just head back to my room now-"

"W-wait!"

His response was a bit more panicked than usual:

"I-I'm afraid you can not go to your room at this time..."

This, of course, alarmed her:

"Wh- I- why not..?"

"You should be in the adventure right now, so even if you tried, the place would glitch like crazy!"

"Oh... well, uh- now what?"

"I... I'm not sure. This hasn't really happened before..."

"Mhmm..."

"Yup..."

It was a bit off-putting seeing Caine this quiet. Normally, he's always bugging her and the others with his antics. Not that she would prefer if he did, just- it didn't feel right that he wasn't.

Caine to must have realized just how akward it felt. He attempted to continue the conversation:

"Ya know, lately a lot of things have happened here that haven't happened before since you got here! It's pretty funny now that I think about it!"

"R-really? Like what..?"

"Well, if I knew, I would tell you! Haha!"

She wasn't quite sure what he was implying. "Was it some sorta joke? A reference?"

"S-sorry, what? I don't quite get it..."

"Well, as a not human being, I have been trying to learn as much as I can from you humans! I want to make sure that this place is as normal and comfortable as it can be!"

As he continued, he seemed more down to earth than he usually was:

"I tried to ask everyone for information about the human world, but either they say they don't remember or they just don't answer me at all."

This answer from Caine caught Pomni very off guard. She didn't expect him to open up to something like this. Especially to her.

"Gee, well- I-"

"But the feedback you gave me this morning, It made me realize. Perhaps I have been asking the wrong questions?"

She wasn't sure how to answer. Never has she been good at giving good feedback, but still she decided to give her best- "advice" You could say.

"You mean you should ask more about their personal issues with the place? Well- it might be different for everyone, but it might give you at least a few of the answers you're looking for? I-"

She was cut off by Caine rapidly shaking her hand:

"Why thank you again, my dear, for your feedback! Hopefully, this will improve everyone's stay!"

The rapid hand-shaking continued:

"Y-you're welcome?"

The shaking finally stopped, making Pomni almost fall forward:

"Well then, I suppose we should wait for the others' return."

"Yeah... I guess we'll be here for a while, heh."

He checked his WackyWatchTM:

"My! It's already almost over! They will be here any minute now!"

"Wait, really?"

"If my WackyWatchTM is right! It's as if it only started not even 5 minutes ago! Ha! That's one more odd thing that's happened since you've been here! Care to explain that one?"

Pomni had to think about that one for a moment. She hadn't had this sort of experience for a while:

"Well, if i remember, humans usually are unaware of time when doing something fun or being around someone that they enjoy being around."

This answer seemed to peak his interest even more:

"I am surprised that you are even willing to share this information with me! Is there anything else?"

As their conversation continued, Pomni thought:

"Huh... maybe this guy really does have good intentions..."

And there! Cut! End part! I can't write anymore-

Stay tuned for the third and final part!

(It is 1 am for me rn and I started at like 10 or 11 oh my goodness)

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc caine #caine #showtime #tadc pomni #tadc showtime #caine x pomni

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linaselandbasil · 2 months

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HAHA, nerds! (Working title)

Bloodweave, university au, need I say more?

This fic was based off of This and This. @freakertron Here you go dearest, I wrote your fic. Have fun reading bestie!

Also @verawhisk I hope you like it as well.

Here is an AO3 link if you prefer that, mwah! Kisses to yall!

...

Oh to be a scholar right after finals, Gale was positively delighted, as he was just finished with his last one a few days ago. He's been celebrating it in bed.... With his cat... WAIT NOT LIKE THA-

He's sleeping, OK? He's been pulling all nighters out of his ass left and right, he needed this!

The tressym was happy to make biscuits on his back until about 8 am, but shes craving breakfast. She started kneading right on Gales scalp, making sure to dig her claws straight through is skull. All he did was groan and swat her away. "Don't you think you should be getting some sun, Mr Dekarios?" Tara said, "And perhaps, whilst getting this much needed sun, don't you also think you ought to get me some breakfast?"

"Oh, how right you are. But... A tiny bit more couldn't hurt..." He pulled his blanket over his head and continued to sleep.

"But Mr. Dekarios!" She gently slapped the idiot adult baby man with her teeny tiny cat paws. "That's it, I'm telling your mother!"

He sighed and rolled out of bed. "I'm a grown man."

"Sure you are, go take a shower." Gale solemnly went to the bathroom and pulled his shirt off. "Don't forget to shave."

He turned the water on. "I'll shave you, if you're not going to cease the notion." He didn't want to shower. He was nice and warm in bed a few minutes ago and now he's icky and gross and feeling cold in the bathroom. The water will be either too cold or too hot, when he gets out he'll be wet and cold, he'll have to chose a different shirt, the shirt will be cold when he puts it on-

"I can see that you're not in the-"

"Pardon me. I was lost in thought!" He got in. Water too hot. Wizard very sad.

"You know, I was thinking that you could go to your comic store. As a treat. Hadn't seen you bringing one of those booklets back."

"Good idea." He got out of the shower as soon as possible. He got dressed in his usual, the robe of neurodivergency, disintegrating sneakers of soft step and the shirt of getting no bitches.

He went to the kitchen area (a mini fridge with a portable induction stove on top next to a cabinet) and made Tara some omelet. He cleaned up while the tressym was eating and definitely burning her mouth with the egg.

"Well, Tara... I shall be heading out. Bid me luck that I don't run into anyone who I don't like to talk to."

"Have fun Mr. Dekarios!"

...

The bell rang, signaling to everyone in the store that another person graces the tiny shop with his presence. 'Wow, this place is completely different... How long has it been?'

"Can I help you?" Asked the clerkic- clerik- I mean the clerk. Not a cleric! A tall brooding goth woman, but like, without the goth. She had a rubriks cube in her hands.

"No, I'm alright, I just hadn't been here in a while, must have been months. The layout is... different."

"Yeah, like a week after I started working here a woman came in and literally sneezed fire and half the shelves were destroyed, owner renovated with the insurance money."

"Gee... Alright, I shall get going, lots to browse, you see!"

"Have fun." She turned around and continued to turn and ponder her cube.

Gale began exploring the new isles. There weren't many, but the wares were intriguing. He turned a corner to the tabletop section, intending to browse dice, but in the corner of his eye he saw someone. He looks awful familiar... Oh he knows exactly who that is, it's Astarion, semi famous online... ahem, entertainer.

The guy turned around and jumped in terror as he just noticed Gale looking straight at him from a mere meter away. He's not much to behold as of now, baggy tee, probably pajama pants, crocs, he even had remnants of a clay mask clinging to his cinder hair. "Can I help you?" He asked.

"No, it's nothing.... Just... The manga."

"Oh I'm in the way? Of course I am, how could it not be that it's just the two of us and we coincidentally want to see the same thing in the whole shop. God's help me, I hate Fridays!"

"It's Thursday!" Yelled the clerk.

"Thank you for your input, Sharty, I really needed this one last bit of humiliation to start my day!"

She laughed. "You're welcome."

"My name is Astarion," He did a sassy flick of the hair, struck a pose, probably unintentionally, he's just yassy like that. "Pleasure to meet you."

"Hi, I'm Gale... Of Waterdeep. Nice to meet you too!"

Neither of them reached out to shake hands for their own private reasons. It's alright though. Though Astarions hands were kept off of Gale, his eyes were not. They wandered all over that gorgeous, soft looking hair, his adorable cheeks, oh that neck, delicious.

"Astarion, you're flustering the customer! I'll have you escorted if you're not careful." Shart said.

"Oh am I? Apologies. Well, forgive me for my unkempt appearance, darling, maybe some days later I can fluster you a bit whilst we're both better dressed? Hmm?"

Gale looked as if he were dipped headfirst into furnace red dye. All fired up under his skin, burning hot from.... who knew what. "Sure why not?"

"My... ummm, Father is holding a party this weekend, why not join me there?" Shart uttered a 'lady of sorrows' under her nose.

"What sort of party?" Gale was undeniably terrified, but if Tara found out he refused... There would be blood. She thinks he isolates himself too much.

"Do you know where the Szarr palace is?"

"Of course, that place is....." Said Gale as he looked into Astarions eyes, they're even prettier in real life.

"Infamous. That's where the party will be."

"Oh. Well, I'd like to go."

The elf smiled even sweeter before saying: "Wonderful, may I give you my number?"

"Of course." Gale dug his phone out of his pocket and watched while the pale elf put his contact in as 'Astarion, wine glass emoji-sparkle emoji-nail polish emoji'

"Well, it was wonderful meeting you, but if I go now, you'll begin longing to meet me sooner, so I shall take my leave!"

Shart grunted. "Criiiinge!"

Astarion scoffed and walked to the counter. "Ring me out, peasant!" Gale could only watch them in awe, this must be the friendship of the century. She put the cube down and scanned his items. Gale couldn't see what they were, but it's not like he was trying to peep or anything. Totally not.

The man left, giving the woman one last scornful look and walking away from the door all sassy whilst putting on a pair of round sunglasses.

Gale picked himself a good looking manga, don't ask me what it is I'm not a weeb. He meekly walked up to the counter and looked at his hands the entire time 'Sharty' was scanning it. He paid with his card and turned to leave.

"Wait." The clerk said. "Be careful at the party, very very careful."

"That's quite the ominous warning."

".... Have a nice day and come back again!"

"Bye.... Your name is not Shart is it?"

"No. It's Shadowheart."

"Understood. Goodbye Shadowheart!" He practically ran back to his dorm. He has a date! Someone actually wants to take him on a date! Tara is going to be so excited!!!

...

He jaunted through the door into his dorm where his roommate was already petting Tara.

"You won't believe it..."

"You'd be surprised how easily I believe anything." Said Wyll.

"I have a date!" Gale plopped down on the couch. They have no TV, so Wyll was reading a book. How in character for him.

"Not with another professor I hope?" Tara stretched, covering all of the available space between the two men, they're not quite 5 feet apart for obvious reasons.

"No, he's... I ran into him at the comic shop. I don't think he's a professor. How was your exam?"

"Could have been better, but it was OK."

"Good!" Gale exclaimed happily.

"I don't know how you do it, never seen you get a bad grade."

"It's a neat trick called sleeping with the professor!"

"All of them? Good gods."

"I'm joking, obviously, I study a lot, that's it."

Some silence, Wyll was not reading, he courteously closed the book with his finger between the pages he was reading to signal to Gale that he was giving his undivided attention. "So... are you going to tell me about this date of yours?"

"Well, he looks like that YouTuber I always watch."

"Okay. What's his name?"

"Astarion..."

"A pretty name."

"Yeah, but it's all pretty new, let's not swoon over him just yet."

"Yeah... I'll get back to reading, they're just about to kiss, I've read 2 books waiting for this to happen."

"Have fun!" Gale got his phone out and immediately felt his finger gravitate towards contacts and tap on Astarions name. He texted the pretty elf: Hey, Gale of Waterdeep here. Date night still stands?

The awnser was not immediate, he had to go on reddit to distract himself from his nerves for the whole 23 minutes and 5 seconds this diva had him wait.

"Of course, gorgeous. Wear something nice, I'll pick you up Saturday at 8 pm."

#bloodweave #baldurs gate 3 #gale of waterdeep #astarion ancunin #astarion #bg3 fanfiction

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sugawhaaa · 10 months

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Hyunjin X reader

"If love was poison we'd drink it anyways~"

Part. 1

Sly fox dumb bunny

Warnings::mentions stealing, weapons, toxic relationships, bets, intoxication

Pairing::criminal!hyunjin! X cop!reader

A/N:: SORRY FOR THE WAIT IVE BEEN WRITING SO MANY OTHER FANFICS 🙇‍♀️ I HOPE YALL LIKE THIS LONG AWAITED PART 1

[Pls read epilog before this]

You turned around and pointed the gun at the man. He looked surprised but not afraid in the slightest. "Put your hands up or I'll shoot!" You shouted firmly at him.

"Who the Hell do you think you are?" The man laughed with a cocky expression.

"Officer Y/N L/N from the Korean national police, a senior inspector." You stated harshly while the man just laughed.

"And I'm Johnny Rob from the fucking circus, your rank doesn't mean shit to me." He laughed as he shrugged before putting his hand at his hip, like he was going to grab something. You pointed the tip of your gun at his hand before reluctantly pulling the trigger.

There was a loud bang! But nothing else. You opened your eyes to find his hand unharmed. "Haha you're gonna need these to shoot me." He said showing you the bullets in his hand. You looked at your gun in shock before hearing a loud crash behind you. Oh yeah there's two more! You turned around and saw the massive window now smashed to bits. You turned back around to where the blonde man was but he was nowhere to be found. You turned to the window again before running over to it and looked out of it. As you looked down at the ground you found no reminisce of the other two people from before. You examined the gun closer before realizing it was just a fake model gun!

You threw it on the floor before stomping out the door to go find the bartender from earlier. You spotted him and informed him of everything, he looked at you like you were crazy.

"Alright that's enough," he said as he put his hand up. "Seems like you've had enough drinks for tonight." He said as he started approaching you.

"No! I'm telling the truth! I'm a police officer and I work for the KNP!" You explained as you backed away from him.

"Yeah and I'm the government of America, let's get going home. Do you have that friend to drive you home?" He said as he held you, not forcefully, just enough to keep you standing here.

"Yeah, she's still in the club."

-time skip-

You sat in the back of Alyssa's car as she and her new friend Vanquisha sat in front chatting up a storm. You replayed what happened in your head over and over again. That's when the car halted and you realized you were already at your apartment. You thanked Alyssa for driving you and got out of the car. As you were shutting the car door Alyssa rolled down her window and called out your name. You walked over to the window and leaned in, she stuck her head out the window and softly spoke.

"Don't stress about what you think you saw tonight. I think the work stress is just getting to you and all those drinks made you visualize things that weren't there. Maybe there was a girl crying? And maybe you did follow them? But the rest was the alcohol. Maybe someone put something stronger in it to make you hallucinate?" She said as you were thinking about her every word.

"Yeah, you're probably right," you lied. You know what you saw. Those men were there, and the blonde one had a gun. Besides, the window was actually broken when you saw it later.

"Alright go get some sleep," Alyssa said with a wave of her hand before driving off. You were exhausted so you wasted no time getting changed and into bed. It was mere seconds before you fell asleep.

The next morning you woke up with your hair a mess, blankets half off, clothes on backwards and you had no idea where you were. Perhaps you were a little tipsy last night. You checked your phone to see the battery was at 10% so you plugged it back in and sat in bed. Rethinking all your life choices. You then remembered today was a Friday so you had the entire day off and you weren't on call for the next month so you decided to start the day off with a nice healthy meal. You went out to your fridge and opened it to see…nothing.

"Fuck!" You said as you slammed the door. You then went to the cupboard to find coffee but when you opened it…no coffee. "I mean it's not like I had milk anyway," You said to yourself before closing the cupboard door. You decided to go down to the coffee shop nearby and pick up a little breakfast and some coffee before getting groceries.

You walked up to the line in the shop and looked around the menu. You come here often but you usually don't eat breakfast outside of your own home. When it was time for you to order you walked up to the counter and prepared to request your order but when you made eye contact with the woman at the counter you realized. She looks exactly like the girl from last night. You paused for a moment as you stared at her, she tilted her head and said "is something wrong mam?" You snapped back to reality and replied.

"Sorry, still not awake yet haha," you laughed.

"No,no I get you don't worry about it," She seemed super laid back and friendly and you could tell that by just 9 words. After ordering your food you picked it up and waved goodbye to the woman. You ate it on your way over to the supermarket to get some things to last you a few days. It'd be a fairly short visit.

You finished your breakfast and put the garbage in a trashcan on the side of the sidewalk. As you entered the store you realized you forgot your phone. You sighed and continued on shopping considering you were already here. Vegetables, meat, ketchup, milk, cheese, breakfast foods, snack food what else? You checked off the grocery list in your mind while going through the isle's. Ramen!

You went to the noodles section and started looking around. Unfortunately they didn't have your favorite instant Ramen so you had to find a substitute. As you examined different packs a man stood beside you. You didn't mind because all he was doing was the same as you until he tapped you on the shoulder. You looked up to see a soft man with fluffy blonde hair, glasses, a warm long coat smiling at you.

"I'm sorry but do you know where on this it'd say it's vegan?" He said warmly as he held the little circular box towards you. You looked at him suspiciously to which he responded with a frightened look. He looked so much like the man who had a gun last night.

"Oh don't worry. If it was vegan it'd be listed right here." You said as you pointed at the box for him.

"Thank you very much," he said with a light bow before moving around and checking the bowls of Ramen. He picked one up, checked it, and nodded before walking off. You eyed him for any suspicious behavior. You decided to stop him from walking past you.

"By the way, are you vegan?" You asked kindly.

"I'm afraid not. What makes you ask?" He said slightly aloof.

"I'm just interested in vegans and vegetarians, I think they're very well mind setted people." You explained.

"I can't help but agree," he said, taking a moment to stop and chat to you. Hands on his hips, one still holding his Ramen bowl.

"Why aren't you vegan?" You asked. It sounded a little stupid now that you thought about it but too late, you already said it.

"Too expensive haha," he chuckled awkwardly. "But I still try to get vegan things, such as Ramen." He said idly.

"Funny that you say that because you were the one asking me for help when it comes to knowing if it was vegan." You said getting a little serious.

"Whoa whoa, it's just that when I dormed with my ex-roommate he was the vegan one so he'd know how to get all the vegan food and I'd just follow his lead!" You explained sincerely.

"That makes sense but how did you never notice the big VEGAN label on them?" You said as you pointed at the box.

"My roommate would be the one to cook them." He explained getting serious himself.

"All the time?" You said with an uncertain look. That's when a man asked to get past you "O-oh sorry!" You apologized as you moved out of the way but when you turned back around again the man from before was gone. The only thing left was a vegan Ramen bowl on the floor. You picked it up and looked at it before sighing to yourself. Maybe work is getting to me… you thought to yourself.

You paid for your food and went back home. After putting everything away you checked your phone. You had 5 messages from Alyssa, she invited you to hang out with her and Vanquisha this evening. You replied with an excited yes and talked about the plans.

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It was now 5:43pm and you were at a Korean barbecue restaurant with Vanquisha and Alyssa. Basically third wheeling for the past hour. They weren't dating yet but it was PAINFULLY obvious they were both so into each other and as you watched them recreate perfect kdrama scenes throughout this get together you lost your mind.

It came time to pay and one of the young men came up to you and asked if they were ready to pay. Even during that they were being romantic. Fighting over which one of them was gonna pay until you frustratedly told the man to split it.

After paying you went out to Alyssa's car and sat in the back seat…again. As they were being lovey dovey you looked out the window and replayed your recent memories from the club and grocery store. The more you thought about it his facial features were similar to the blonde gunman at the club. Your head started aching at all this thinking.

"Sorry to butt in but is it okay if you drop me off now?" You said leaning forward to the two girls in front.

"Sure, but why don't you want to come with us?" Alyssa smiled at you while stopping at a red light.

"I'm not feeling great. I've got a headache and I'm feeling light headed," you explained.

"Oh okay. I'll drop you off now." Alyssa said before turning to the left when the light turned green. Vanquisha gave you some meds with a warm smile, her dark skin filled her eyes as she smiled.

You arrived home and lazily walked up to your apartment room. After fumbling around with the keys you got inside. At the window you found a male figure standing in the moonlight. You panicked and shouted "who are you!?" To the mysterious figure.

"Don't recognize me?" The man said as he turned around and approached you, his face now visible. You analyzed his features and it clicked. He pulled his hair back with a smirk. "You don't happen to have any vegan ramen?" He chuckled before sitting on a chair around your circular table.

"How the hell did you know where I live!?" You said angrily stomping over to him.

"Check the pocket of the jacket you wore to the grocery store," he said pointing to your jacket hanging on the wall. You looked at him suspicious before going over to your jacket. You shoved your hand in the pocket and found a little pill shaped red tracker in it. You grabbed it in a fist and growled. "You're pretty unaware for a cop," he smirked as he sipped some tea from one of your tea cups.

"When did you-" you said as you looked around for any remnants of him getting tea. Nothing to be found. You looked back at him to make sure he wasn't doing anything troublesome. "What do you want?" You said with crossed arms.

"I want you to quit your job." He said cheekily.

"What?!" You said as you stomped over to him. He was unbothered, simply sipping his tea. "Why the hell do you want me doing that?" You tried to get behind his motives.

"Haha, you really don't know anything about this police industry sweetie," he laughed as your fists clenched.

"Says you!" You said sitting down, arms crossed.

"I was once a fool like you," he waved his hand in the air. "Gullible, immature, slow," he stated as your blood boiled. "But it didn't take long for this fox to figure it all out," he said, gesturing to himself. You raised an eyebrow at him at his unbelievable talk.

"What do you mean by that?" You inquired. He shook his head with a "tsk, tsk, tsk"

He stood up and started heading for the door before you ran in front of it. He bent down to look at you in the eye. "I'm going to have to ask you to move, bunny." He said with a gentle smile that melted your heart. You snapped yourself out of it.

"No! And I'm not a bunny!" You retorted. He sighed and shook his head.

"You have no reason to keep me here so let me pass,"

"No! I have reasons!"

"Such as?"

"You broke into my house-"

"I opened it with a key," he chuckled as he dangled said keys in your face. You grabbed them and examined them.

"You put a tracker on me!" You gestured to your jacket and his eyes followed.

"Correction. I put it in your jacket. Not on you." He replied cockily. You grumbled and looked back at him. "Admit it, ya can't touch me bunny," he said, pushing you out of his way.

"No, no, no! Where'd you get the key!" You pointed a finger at him.

"I borrowed it from someone."

"Without my consent!" You replied angrily.

"I didn't get it from you, bunny." He chuckled as he started opening the door.

"Then who did you get it from?" You said as you stood in front of the door again.

"That is none of your concern, bunny" he said, getting annoyed with you.

"Would you stop calling me that!" You said with frustration.

"Listen toots." He knelt down to you. "If you quit your job in two weeks, I'll stop stealing, give you these keys, and never talk to you again." He stated. "I'll even stop committing crimes! Talk about being heroic. Stopping someone from ending countless lives by just stealing! Haha!" He said with annoyance.

"Promise?" You said sticking out a hand to him.

"Deal." He grabbed your hand and shook it. It felt like shaking the devil's hand. With that you let him open the door and just barely step out into the hallway before you spoke up.

"And if you break the deal I'll expose this audio recording." You said as you held up your phone that played a recording. "I'll stop stealing, give you these keys, and never talk to you again. I'll even stop committing crimes! Talk about heroic! Stopping someone from ending countless lives by just stealing!haha!"

You shut the door on his shocked face. He then started banging on the door.

"If you don't delete that I'm gonna-!"

You just laughed in response. "Do what?"

You said as you examined the keys you swiped off of the man. He just growled as he stopped banging on the door. "Admit it, you can't touch me fox," you giggled.

"Hey that's my line!" He kicked the door before leaving.

"We won't be seeing him for a while," you said to yourself outloud as you held up the exact copy of your keys that used to be in his hands.

#hwang hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x y/n #skz hyunjin #skz x reader #skz ff #skz fanfic #skz smau #skz au #skz aus #skz mafia #skz #Spotify

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Healing Aurora | Prologue

❂ Summary: Supernatural Inn & Spa Owner/Keeper!MC x Multi-route (haha... ik) ❂ Characters: ATEEZ, Stray Kids, TXT, Lee Chaeryeong, Miyawaki Sakura, Huening siblings ❂ Genre: General/Supernational ❂ Warnings: N/A ❂ Word Count: 760 ❂ A/N: Don't yall just love that I disappear for a long time and come back with a new work that's either never updating again or is a disappointment? LOL JK... Life's been a bit—way—rough lately but please enjoy! I'd appreciate likes and/or reblogs. Please give my works some love! Comments not mandatory~ ** TO THE IMPORTANT PART: Please note this story can be read out of order... kinda. ** Banner credit to my friend, she was so sweet to help me make simple mood banners for each chara so just you wait~ LOL

One moment, your eyes were closed to take a nap; the next, they opened to meet the eyes of a fennec fox. Round and glossy, the eyes peered deep into you. You blinked, and it blinked back in response. What it does next freaked you out.

“Oh good! I’m going to tell Chan-hyung you woke up!” it chirped.

“YOU SPEAK!” you screeched, sitting up immediately in shock.

“What do you mean? Oh no, you lost your memories, didn’t you? We were warned about this. I was hoping it wasn’t true! S-stay right there!”

The fox did not wait for you to respond. Instead, it ran straight out toward the destination it had in mind.

While you sat there contemplating whether to make or break for it; you paused to take in what the fox said. Lost memories? You looked around the room and realized how different it was from the one you were accommodated to. Indeed the color was your favorite color, but everything else seemed different from your own room. You were highly confused about where you were, but somewhere in your heart, this place feels like home.

The door slid open, and in walked three additional figures, though the fox was nowhere to be seen. They were humans, but something told you they were not so simply put. The one with pointed ears (you found yourself curious but not surprised) took your hand in his. He watched your eyes twinkle with recognition.

“It seems I don’t have to reintroduce myself. How do you feel, my princette?”

You shifted from your position, then shrugged your shoulders. You could not give him a proper answer. You did not feel terrible, but you did not feel good either. You were in a state between indifference and confusion, but you knew his name and who he was to you. You wish you could say the same for the other two.

“I am not really sure, Soobin. I’m feeling so out of it. It’s not even funny,” you scoffed in disbelief when his name left your lips. How were you able to suddenly remember his name?

“Well, princette, let’s start with something easy. Like, do you remember us?”

Your gaze fell upon the half-black half-blond-haired individual who questioned you. You shook your head. You then looked at the person next to him, his orange hair stood out but, again, you shook your head, unable to recognize him.

“How did you know who Soobin is?”

“I don’t,” you replied, “I touched Soobin’s hand and suddenly I know who he is.”

“Just his name?”

“Everything that has to do with him.”

“Is that why your eye sparkled like a shooting star passing through the sky?” The cruella-haired asked.

“You noticed that too,” orange noted, “let’s test it out.”

He walked forward and asked for your hand, to which you wordlessly placed on top of his. Once again, a dim white light flashed across your eyes, catching all three’s attention.

“Chan.”

“Princette.”

A smile was shared between the two of you before the cruella-haired male asked for his turn. You obliged and, for the third time in moments, your eyes gleamed in the exact way Hongjoong had described it. So that was his name.

“Welcome back, Princette,” he softly kissed the back of your hand before pulling back to stand with Chan and Soobin.

“Looks like we’re going to have to reintroduce you to everyone through touch slowly. It’s a good thing the method of regaining memory is discovered early,” Chan nodded, happy to know the problem was not that big of a problem to begin with.

“It will be a bit of a journey since there’s quite a many of us,” Soobin commented with a sigh but was smiling nonetheless.

“Let’s get a head start then. Are you ready to get out of bed, Princette? It’s about time we got you some food as well,” Hongjoong presented you with his hand again.

Grabbing hold of his hand, you walked with him, Chan, and Soobin out of the room you were staying in. Whatever awaited you on the other side was surely going to be a feat, but you had a feeling nobody here would harm you. Questions arose, many of which were answers that would not be so simply answered by yourself— or quite possibly the others. Just how long will it take to regain the memories of this life? Will you retain the memories of the other life? You were deep in thought, allowing Hongjoong to guide you to wherever you guys were heading.

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