#but I couldn't stop T_T

[anathemafiction]

Helloooo! I was wondering how do the ROs measure up self esteem wise? Like how do they see themselves? Do they think they’re attractive? Ugly? Why? What’s their favorite and least favorite quality about themselves? Please answer as much or as little as you want! Thank you <3333

Hadrian is close to oblivious to his own good looks. He doesn't suffer from any self-esteem issue, nor is he self-conscious about any part of himself — he just doesn't feel any sense of pride about it either. He's never really thought about it. He didn't have a reason to for most of his life. 

Now that he's a mercenary and experiencing more of the world... he's starting to become more aware of his appearance, but so far, Hadrian is still pretty clueless. He's a conventionally attractive man, but I don't think he'd called himself so. He wouldn't call himself ugly, either. To him, he's just... he's Hadrian. 

Alessa isn't so oblivious. She knows she can attract eyes, and that's something she has used to her advantage before. She doesn't like it very much, though. Alessa would rather not be noticed a all, and she does a pretty good job of it. As what she thinks of herself? Alessa likes her eyes and she likes her body — because it's healthy and able, and she can run fast, jump or duck, or do whatever she needs to stay alive. 

She... tolerates her hair. She's seen women with long, midnight locks of silky hair, and jealousy is for fools, but Alessa felt something akin to it. Sometimes, while she's brushing her hair, she wishes it could be longer and darker and softer too. She wishes her hands, scarred and wounded, could be as delicate as those noblewomen. She wishes...

But wishing is for fools, and Alessa wishes nothing at all. 

Alain thinks himself extremely handsome. It's not even a front, the man really believes it. And, to be fair to him, he is. He looks good, he feels good, Alain has no self-esteem issues — not when it comes to his looks. 

Ysabella is very much like Alain, although she wasn't always so. As a young girl, she wished she could have freckles — she wished it so hard for months on end. But then freckles weren't half as important as having a bottom nose, all delicate and full and so unlike hers. She prayed every night by her window, with her eyes shut tight, but alas, the Lord never granted her a different nose. It didn't matter though, because young Bella saw a beautiful, beautiful girl with braided golden hair, and oh! She suddenly wanted hair the color of gold too. 

With time, Ysabella stopped wishing for any other body than hers. Which wasn't very hard to do when you look like her. She likes what she sees in the mirror, although, I wouldn't say Ysbaella considers herself beautiful. Charming, yes. Lovely, even, but not beautiful. But there's no one part of herself that she'd change. 

The Pirate King doesn't think he's particularly good-looking, but that doesn't matter a bit because attractiveness, he's found, comes from how one carries himself. And there are few things women answer as strongly as confidence. He's scarred, his hair is wind battered, his skin rough from the sun, his teeth crooked in places — and even so, the Pirate walks with a swagger, hands firm on the handles of his axes, and he doesn't feel a little bit ashamed. 

Plus, he thinks he's got a great sense of style. He isn't ugly, and if there's one thing he likes about himself is his muscles. He knows he looks good naked. Other than that... if fate had granted him just a little bit of extra height, he wouldn't have opposed it. 

Neia is an interesting one. On one hand, she's very aware of the effect she has on women. She doesn't need to try very hard to win someone to warm her bed, it usually just entails a sharp look, a slow smile, and a nudge of the head. On the other hand, Neia barely looks in the mirror. She just doesn't care. She has a deep scar on her cheek, twisting her lip in a perpetual snarl, and she couldn't care less. She has broad shoulders, thick thighs, and harsh hands, so unlike what's expected of women — and again, she thinks nothing of it. 

Has she been called ugly? No, but who would call the head of the Inquisitor anything but "Your Excellency"? But if some suicidal fool did call her ugly, Neia would think nothing of it. She wouldn't call herself that, though. 

Lance will tell you he has no balms about his appearance. Look at him, he'd say, with his arms opened wide. Look at his vest, his hair, and the gold on his tooth. He wants to be seen, and why would one want to be seen if one didn't think one was worth seeing? His smile is wide and pleasant, his eyes amused, and you wouldn't think for a moment that the spy was lying. 

But lying he would be because Lance has parts of himself that he doesn't like. Or maybe like isn't the right word. There are parts of himself that Lance can't even look at. Is he ashamed of them? He is. Would he change them? In a heartbeat. 

Does he consider himself handsome? He does not. But, then again, what do looks matter when compared with talent? And if there's one thing Lance knows he has, is talent. 

Rafael thinks he's... Rafael doesn't like to think about himself much. To be honest, the bastard doesn't think he's very good-looking, no, but in the grand scheme of things, that doesn't matter much. His character flaws — his choices — are the things Rafael is truly ashamed of. So what if people don't like his hair or insult his goatee, or say his cloak needs replacement? He'll sneer at them, maybe throw an insult or two, and put them off his mind. 

He doesn't care. He doesn't care at all. But he flinches every time, and when he's talking to someone he finds attractive, Rafael will sometimes have trouble holding their gaze. And he avoids smiling too, because there's a gap in his teeth, and when he takes off his shirt, he's aware he's too scrawny. He's too goddamn—

Doesn't matter though. To hell with them all. Rafael doesn't care.

#omg this got so long #but I couldn't stop T_T #Hadrian #Alessa #Alain #Ysabella #The Pirate King #Neia #Lance #Rafael #The Golden Rose #snippets

[kingdomoftyto]

Hey everyone how are you doing today because I'm uh. I'm??? I'm.

:^)

Yeah I'm!! really Going Through It, holy fuck

#ignore me #Tyto listens to WtNV #I've passed the point I originally stopped back in the day so this is all new to me #me after episode 100 (an ignorant fool): WOW there sure has been a lot of plot-heavy stuff happening but that was a nice repreive. I bet we #'ll have a few chill episodic fillers before we get back into another huge plot thing :) #Fink and Cranor: lol. lmao even. #I mean FUCK we barely had time to blink before [REDACTED] died!!!! that would have been earth-shattering enough on its own!!!!!! T_T #and then before anyone's had time to recover from that suddenly REALITY IS CRACKING APART AT THE SEAMS in a way that is somehow #JUST AS IF NOT MORE UPSETTING than when the city had to fend off a LITERAL DEMON attempting to drag them all into nothingness!! #it's less direct terror and more overpowering dread in this case but oh my god the DESPERATION in Cecil's pleas at the end of ''Cal''!!! #he's so afraid of the others abandoning the city but he wants THIS reality!! #THIS is the version of his life that has Carlos and Janice and all his other precious memories in it...!!! GUH #I'm losing my everloving mind over the last few episodes if you couldn't tell #and the next one's title. god. GOD. and he opens the announcements by saying 'hey if you're new maybe dont start with this one' which is 8^)

[ggukkiereads]

Hi! A saw your post about ARoseForYoongi moving accounts? But I checked and the account seems to be deleted? (Did they permanently delete or move again? I really loved their fics, especially Young Alpha (I read that religiously lmao) and I looked everywhere and couldn't find it). Do you know if they're still active or...?

🌷Hi! I was actually checking earlier because I was thinking about “The Marriage Law” then saw that they deactivated - and for real this time 🥺🥹😭.

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#I just saw some of their reblogs a few days ago T_T #this author has been here for so long and seriously one of the nice ones!!! #my gut - instinct has always been spot on when it comes to people and my people radar never failed me for years #and aroseforyoongi is just one of those that I knew and felt was genuine #I was really sad earlier when I saw they deactivated and I just couldn't react bc I was meeting with friends at work #but it felt like everyone is moving somewhere too T_T #one of those days that get you stopping and reflecting if you need to move or make some major changes too #oceanafternoon #aroseforyoongi #deactivated authors I feel sad about #🌷 chats #megahihiuniverse

[andrasta14]

Confession: I just did a rough count of my unread books a few days ago and...guys I have 800 unread books!!!!! *sinks to the floor in shame* 

I should probably ban myself from all social media for the next decade now. 😔

#and this is just physical books mind #I didn't even count the 100s of unread ebooks I have #yes I am a greedy book hoarder I know #in my dubious defense I've read over 900 of the physical books I own #and I'm always rereading my favourite books 3/4 of the time rather than new ones these days #really I'm always reading period #it's May 21 and I've already read 192 books for the year so far #but yeah *sighs* #my heart just craves the comfort of the familiar right now #it wasn't always this bad #I used to have a normal amount of unread books #but then I was assaulted by major depression and pretty much lost the ability to read for like a decade #for STILL kept buying books during those years even though I couldn't read them #so now I have an absurd excess unread books #and I'd basically have to stop buying new books for the next decade in order to catch up #and ME? STOP BUYING NEW BOOKS??? #jdlkfjakldjlkfjslkfjasodif #not gonna happen in this lifetime #I am a book hoarding disaster #I really need to go through them and give some of them away but... T_T #ugh THE PAIN guys THE PAIN #my random ramblings #books

[lilirari]

happy halloween !

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. summary : the one in which you're helping oscar with his face painting for halloween.

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. pairing : oscar piastri x fem! reader

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. genre : fluff

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. word count : 0.8k words

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. author's note : i wanted to write something special for halloween but i didn't get the time to do so T_T this is pretty rushed & quite short too with a terribly written ending & it's not really proofread either but i hope it'll still make up for the lack of content 😞

" oscar, stop moving around! you're going to mess up your face painting! " you exclaimed, landing a light slap on his right arm in hopes that he'll stop squirming as the said male let out a soft chuckle in response.

" hey, it's not my fault! the ends of the brush are just very soft.. i feel a bit ticklish. " oscar replied back, trying to defend himself. he did stop moving his head around though and had tried to stay still as you were seated on his lap, painting some scars on his face.

the two of you had decided to go as pirates this year, something which you thought would've been funny and at the same time, a sort of a genius moment because your boyfriend already had that thick aussie accent so it wouldn't be too hard for him to get the "arr !!"'s in.

" are you not done yet? i feel like you've been painting on my face for an hour now. " oscar remarked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at you.

" pfft.. it hasn't even been 30 minutes, silly. i'm almost done though, don't worry. just a few more touches and you'll be the best-looking pirate with the nastiest and most realistic scar out there. " you replied back, gently rubbing the brush across his cheek, your tongue sticking out slightly as you had your full concentration on finishing that scar.

as he noticed how focused and serious you were with painting on scars on his face, oscar couldn't help but smile as he looked at you in admiration. the way you sticked your tongue out, the way you squinted your eyes when you were painting the little details, the way you bit your lower lip whenever you made a slight mistake and the feeling of your thumb rubbing the excess paint off from his face all attracted him and made him feel euphoric. the aussie remained quiet throughout the rest of the process, as he stared at your features, admiring your beauty with the most love-struck eyes ever.

" ah, there you go! it's all done now! " you finally exclaimed after a few minutes, a look of satisfaction on your face as you grab the mirror laying on the table next to you. " what do you think? "

" whoa, i didn't expect it to look this realistic.. you did a great job, y/n. " your boyfriend commented, letting out a low whistle as he looked at the painted scar across his face.

" hehe, i know. i'm such a great artist, aren't i? " you asked, placing the brush behind your ear. you straightened your back and placed your hands on your hips as you striked an cartoonic pose, a wide and proud grin plastered on your face.

oscar could almost see stars sparkling around you as you striked your pose. he let out another chuckle and looked up at you once more, a smile decorating his features and not a word escaping from his lips.

" .. what? what's wrong? why are you staring at me like that? " you asked, tilting your head in confusion once you noticed the male simply staring at you and not uttering a word.

" hmm.. nothing. you just look really adorable when you're being all smug and proud of yourself. " he replied back, his smile turning into a grin as he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

your eyes widened slightly when you felt his arms around your waist as oscar wasn't someone who showed his affection through physical touch. but you did notice that he had started being more comfortable around you lately and would even be the first one to intertwine your fingers when you walk together or wrap his arm around your shoulders when you're just sitting and casually talking to someone else.

a giggle escaped your lips when you heard him call you 'adorable' as he leaned in closer to you until your foreheads were touching and you were staring into each other's eyes.

" you're so cute.. so pretty.. you're my pretty girl. " oscar whispered, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

your face immediately flushed at both his words and his actions, which didn't go unnoticed by him. the mclaren driver let out a hearty laugh after noticing your red cheeks, his lips tugging upwards into a smirk.

" so, i assume you like the nickname, pretty girl? " he asked, gently poking your sides to tease you.

" maybe.. well, if i'm your pretty girl, then that makes you my pretty boy. " you replied back, running a hand through his hair.

" your pretty boy, huh? .. doesn't sound too bad. " oscar commented, resting his chin on top of your head, his arms now engulfing you into a hug. a small sigh of satisfaction escaped his lips as he felt you melting into his touch. it was the small and intimate moments like this which made him feel truly happy and he never wanted to let you go.

" oscar? " you muttered, leaning your head onto his chest as you heard the soft beating of his heart.

" yeah? "

" i love you. "

you could hear his heart beat a little more rapidly after you said those three simple, yet powerful, words. his hold on you loosened for a second as he looked down at you before pressing his lips on your forehead.

" i love you too, my pretty girl. "

© LILIRARI, 2023 ★

#🪼 lili's verse ‧₊˚✩彡 #f1 #formula one #oscar piastri #op81 #oscar piastri fanfic #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri x y/n #oscar piastri x female reader #oscar piastri blurb #oscar piastri one shot #oscar piastri fluff #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 x y/n #f1 x female reader #f1 blurb #f1 fluff #f1 one shot

[grossditz]

dummification with jebewon? love ur works btw🫶

hello sweetie ! sorry this took a bit but i hope you enjoy <3

hanbin loves dumbing you down without laying a finger on you! his light touches are enough to make your head spin, already on your knees and listening to his every word. stroking your hair and smiling at you innocently while his intentions were far from that! he treats you like you're dumb :( "showing" you how to open your mouth but really he's forcing it open with his fingers and "showing" you how to make daddy feel good by forcing his big big cock in your mouth and using you :( grabbing fistfuls of your hair and pushing you farther down his cock! its so messy n wet you can only listen to him and let him guide you <3 you feel so stupid already having his creamy milk dripping down your throat and pooling out the sides :( hes so sweet though you can never tell if hes being nice or mean, saying things like, "stupid mutts always take any cock they see." and "my puppy is so pretty getting stuffed full.” or when youre dumbly looking up at him, face all messy he can't help but to force more cum into your mouth going, “stop staring before I cum all over your pathetic face.” T_T u just can never tell with hanbin but you know for sure you can't ever remember a single thing after hes done with you <3

jiwoong is so mean :( making you needy by teasing you all day and then making you do all the work later :( his hands gripped tightly onto your waist, guiding you on his cock going, “baby wanted to be split open all day long and now she can’t even do it herself can she?” hes so condescending n u cant even understand what he means bcs his tip is kissing your cervix so good n your head is cloudy. only thing you can get out is pleas for him to help you T_T but like i said hes so mean asking you “what are you begging for? you already have my cock stuffed in you, what more could you possibly want?” his words is so numbing, voice so deep you choke on whatever words you had gathered up :( calls you a dummy for forgetting so easily just bcs of his cock !!!!!!!!!!!

hao is so <333 never getting over him being a mean dom !!!!! hes just so ruthless. theres no other way to put it! he knows he can make you feel dumb just from his words and pairing that with his cock? hes so mean. slapping you around and going, "what? baby can't talk?" when you're stuttering over your sentences T_T and edging you so bad you genuinely can't force a response out without breaking down and begging for him incoherently! holding onto your hips while the tip of his cock is bullying your womb and telling you to say "you only need him" but everything is already fuzzy so you whimper and hold onto him :( thats never gonna be good enough for haohao so he's pulling his cock out and tapping it against your clit :( you nearly cum just from his heavy cock hitting just the right places! crying and trying to pull him back in but hes waiting for a actual response from you :( going "stupid pup, getting all dumb over a couple of thrusts." im so sorry but he so calls you a bitch sometimes too omg

i can't express enough how much matthew loves getting you soo cock drunk and feeling so stupid to the point you can't even try to comprehend a single thing coming out of his mouth :( only thing u can do is nod and claw at him for more :( and he knows you're out of it bcs your eyes r so watery staring back at him. its not his fault he just cant help pressing you deeper into the bed, going "s' okay baby. close your eyes. matts gonna take care of you." and it doesnt even matter bcs your eyes r already fluttering close and your mouth is wide open, and he loves it bcs he can do anything to you and you couldn't even fight him back :( pressing his tongue against yours and calling you his dumb dumb whore :(

i need to get this out im sorry but taerae probably makes you feel stupid just from his tongue :( he always has your thighs over his shoulders, sucking you all up! tongue fucks you too :( holding your hips down and tonguing at your rim, prodding and dipping in until you're babbling and arching up against him. just the way he sounds so obscene so messy, coating spit at your hole makes you whince. squirming around and whimpering bcs you desperately need more of him and his tongue is so far down your ass its too much but not enough!!!! and to add on he occasionally presses his nose against your clit, knowing it gets you sooo wet you start dripping liquid (im sorry piss again im obsessed) and he doesnt stop, only pulling away when he feels your body go limp and your eyes are all over the place. so mean :( pushing his fat tip at your entrance and going, "all dumb and helpless. can't ask taerae to fuck you can you baby?"

there is no way ricky ever treats you in a mean way unless you provoke him! he loves you too much to do anything other than treat you like a princess <3 and that follows into sex obviously!!! but hes so soft n never letting the night end until his princess cums more than 4 times :( its only normal you go absolutely stupid forgetting everything except his name and the feeling of his mouth, hands or cock. telling you how “you’ve been such a good girl for me lately.” and how you deserve to he treated extra special T^T pressing sweet kisses on your neck while his fingers violate your cunt. all of your words come out pleadingly :( you feel so full just with his fingers. the pad of his thumb moving to lazily rub circles into your clit simultaneously and it has you gasping in his arms and clamping around his fingers. tells you how you're the ”prettiest dummy" hes ever had the pleasure to use <33 and his voice vibrates against your skin, the praise goes straight to your core and makes your brain go haywire. you can’t help but let your brain turn to mush at his words and actions. mindlessly, attempting to fuck his hand. “don’t tell me you’ve already gone dumb on me, princess.” he speaks so slow so easy for you to grasp but you just cant :( humming and nodding your head when he speeds up :(

gyuvin taking out his frustration on you >>> already its so mind numbing! i know he is so brutal using you when hes upset for the day!!! so upset as soon as he gets home he's pushing you against the wall and pulling your panties down :( bruising clasp on your hips when he forces you to arch back for him :( his thrusts are hard and shallow, hitting every spot he needs to. you don't comprehend what's happening at all, his motions being too much you feel dizzy, mind buzzing while the knot builds up in your stomach. pulling on his wrists and asking him to slow down but he isn't even listening to you at this point :( he sees only red! n you cum all around him but hes not even close to being finished! but youre so sensitive and your words are garbled as you sob into your hands. gyuvin really doesnt realize that hes fucked you beyond limits :( smiling when you stop fighting bcs you're so stupid and all you can do is physically let him have his way </3

#hanbin ୨୧ #jiwoong ୨୧ #hao ୨୧ #matthew ୨୧ #taerae ୨୧ #ricky ୨୧ #gyuvin ୨୧ #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 hard hours #zerobaseone hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #boys planet smut #sung hanbin smut #hanbin smut #kim jiwoong smut #jiwoong smut #zhanghao smut #matthew smut #seok matthew smut #kim taerae smut #taerae smut #ricky smut #kim gyuvin smut #gyuvin smut

[coentinim]

Crime scene

ADULT + DARK CONTENT - MDNI !

JPM is beautiful in the act of killing, how can his wife not appreciate that?

Contains: descriptions of murder (not of reader), gore, blood, sexual content (at a fresh crime scene), you are (almost) as deranged as him, you are married to him, dead dove - please feast <3

I am not responsible for what you see on the internet!

Edit: forgot to tag people T_T

@fear-is-truth @taintandviolent @feefymo @slutforgarlogan @silverzoomies @yandereunsolved @maeriavizsendingjpmdose @evanpetersbf @carniv0reev

You heard it again. Those screams, those ear piercing, mind shattering screams of some poor soul being gutted alive. Supposedly, the walls were soundproof, but you could hear well and clear the wails of another one of James' victims in the next room. Perhaps the wall connecting your rooms was the only one he didn't line with asbestos... and on purpose for sure. He wants you to hear.

A young woman - no older than 25, judging by the noise - was currently being sliced open slowly and deliberately by your husband's hand. After only being married to him for a few weeks, you could already tell apart the screams of terror before a quick death and pained, tortured wails of a slow one. And during this time, you've grown accustomed to this peculiar hobby of his, even fond of it at times. His bloodlust and cruelty were undeniably fascinating, and having the honour of being the only person he never wished to harm was something to cherish. His debauchery was just contagious, really!

Curiosity had overcome you, and you decided to check what exactly was your beloved doing as he worked. And oh, were you amazed at the sight when you entered his room.

The screaming was so much louder and clearer here, begs for mercy - even for a quicker, painless death - made for a terrifying noise, but you paid them no mind. Oh no, you focus was on your husband only. He was a true artist, the way he worked the woman's body like it was an instrument, a work of art for art's sake, a horrible perversion of what a piece should look like. A bloody image it was - James was cutting all over her skin, ignoring the wails, and carving flesh with quick, steady strokes of the knife. You couldn't help but come closer, almost beside him, and you made your presence known by walking into his line of sight. He raised his eyes from the half-dead girl to you and you noticed his expression. He did not look human, not even one bit. His eyes were widened, pupils engorged and cheeks flushed bright red. He wore the mask, the strange mask you didn't know the purpose of that made him look like a horrible monster mothers warn their children about. He did not wear the apron he usually did, though. His white shirt (one of the informal, "not as good ones", you recalled) was half unbuttoned and stained crimson with the explosions of the woman's blood. In the act, he looked like a beast. He was panting when he stopped skinning the woman to gaze at you.

"My darling, I didn't- hah, disturb you, did I?"

His voice from behind the metal and leather sounded different, too. Savage. Inhuman.

"No, Jimmy, I was just curious..."

You gazed at the wailing woman on the table. Dear god, she was a mess... her arms and thighs were a mosaic of cuts, some more refined and artistic, some deep and rough, careless. She was almost bare, her under dress riding up enough to only cover her breasts, and only a small pair of knickers on her bottom. You hummed in approval; James listened to your rules against seeing his victims naked unless necessary. But you quickly turned your attention to her stomach, because that was certainly a sight to behold! Around the navel, there were a few deep lacerations, one of them definitely deep enough to penetrate muscle and cut into the intestine. The blood flowing out in rhythm with the erratic pulses of her heart covered her pristine underwear, making her look downright pornographic. It wasn't hard to understand his savage interests in such moments - the bloody, shining gash on her stomach was a curious sight, to say the least. It truly looked nasty; that must be why she was writhing in pain so much. She seemed to beg for your help, but it was unintelligible - besides, there was no saving her now, she had lost too much blood. Not that you would have saved her otherwise - she would just run to the nearest police officer and get you and your husband arrested. Accepting James might be hard at times, but seeing him executed while people leered at his undeniably painful demise would have been much harder. He was hard to love, and hard to let go of.

You trailed your hand over her split stomach, ignoring the thrashing and protests.

"May I?", you asked.

James' eyes lightened up even more, humanity mixing with the animal in him.

"Would I ever deny my darling wife to share my pleasures?", he replied in his syrupy voice distorted by the metal mask, the terrifying sound making your head spin. He was the only one who could scare you yet make you feel so safe.

You kept looking him in the eyes, barely visible under the eye protection, while slowly putting two fingers into the woman's wound. You were terrified, but you just wanted to tease your James just a bit, just a tad... It was wonderful. The quiet, pained screech, the blood exploding under your fingertips and the pulse of her insides. It felt like touching something slimy, is that what James felt upon fingering your cunt? He absolutely adores doing it, and now you see why; the texture is nothing short of divine. Your ministrations had a great effect on your husband, as he started panting and gripped the edge of the table the woman was sprawled on. Oh, he was hungry like a wolf at that moment. You let go of the victim's body after just two seconds, slightly disgusted with yourself, observing your bloodied hand and James' face. It was hard to see anything but his nose and eyebrows through the mask, but you knew he was more aroused than ever. In fact, you feared him. He was terrifying in his murderous attire, even more so now that his body language radiated pure hunger. You held his killer gaze for a few long seconds until something made him glance away. Right. The woman.

To your surprise, she was still making noises despite the blood loss. James walked right past you, close to her face, and held her cheek almost tenderly. Her gaze was unfocused, but she tried to squirm away from his touches. In response he just gripped her chin tight and tutted at her hazy thrashes. He raised his blade and sliced her neck open, so deep the blood exploded in his face. She went quiet rather quickly after that.

You saw him kill a dozen times, yet it always stunned you just how predatory it looked. His muscles taut, the vulgar display of vitality, as if he absorbed the life force of his newest victim.

Slowly, James turned to face you. He was dead silent, and at that angle you couldn't see his eyes. Your instinct told you to back away, so, naturally, you stepped forward, your thighs slick with arousal from the fear and guilt.

The growl that came from his throat was definitely unexpected. But more surprising was his direct action - he gripped your shoulders tightly and led you into the chaise-lounge next to the table. He pushed you hard onto it, making you gasp, and he pressed your shoulders to the soft pillows as if you were to be another victim. That particular thought went straight to your pussy.

"James... maybe after you clean up after yourself?", you suggested in the most sultry voice you could. Ah, did you have to tease him so much? He was impatient, after all! The tension from the kill had to be resolved somehow.

"Nonsense, dove-" he was already pulling up your gown, "I need to take my fellow murderess... now "

You bit your lip, nervous. Were you really a murderess?... that girl was already half dead when you touched her wound! You were merely an accomplice, and...

Oh, you forgot you didn't wear any panties until you felt the cold air hit your pussy. He gripped your thighs and left blood handprints all over, making you forget your guilt. Your dress was all red now, too, as he used it as some sort of napkin to clean himself after his meal. He was savage today, but even now he remembered to at least taste you before taking you. He attempted to take off his mask and you whined.

"James... no, keep it"

He chuckled darkly. Then, he spoke with his metallic, leathery voice:

"Oh? If that is to your tastes, dearest wife..."

He wasted no more time after that. He almost ripped the silky dress off in his hurry, and slipped out of his pants with an impatient growl. Oh, you looked like a prey ready to be ravaged. He groped you all over before sinking his painfully hard cock inside you, leaving bloody handprints on your waist and breasts and neck. You looked like a masterpiece of pain. You whined, the stretch was pretty painful despite your wetness. He looked like a feral beast above you; his terrifying mask making him look like a strange monster taking you all for himself. The thought felt so erotic you could barely stand it, and you whined. Oh, his girth felt so invigorating...

He fucked the same way he killed. Impatiently, roughly, and yet meticulously, both in control and completely out of it. His moans were distorted by the mask, and it felt as if he was all around you, he was in your brain as much as in your cunt. It felt divine, to be violated by that beastly killer, by your beloved husband. Sweet, honeymoon lovemaking with him was terrific, but the desecrating pace he treated you with right now was a feeling no other man could recreate. You gripped his shoulders, staining the back of his shirt with your bloodied fingers, bringing his body closer. Each thrust was punctuated by your obscene moans; he slid himself in at a slightly upward angle, hitting your sweet spot hard each time.

You whined and whined, and he slid his bloody fingers past your parted lips, making you taste his victim’s blood. Your guilt was all-encompassing, yet it felt so good to give in, even just once. Morality was for the stupid, uneducated folk, James used to say. Regulations, rules, faith; all of it is supposed to limit freedom of thought and action. You believed every word of his, no matter how ridiculous it all sounded in the context of his serial murders.

He always knew when you were close, always knew just how and when to toy with your pussy with his red hands and when to edge himself so you two finish at the same time. He had a thing for it, it felt like unity, like your bodies were truly one.

You thought he would never kill you, but he did it quite frequently. You died a little death many times with him, unravelling beautifully under his strong body, core exploding with spasms and locking his seed deep in you. You two came as one, him filling you up, making your mixed releases drip down and combine with all the blood. In this moment, you were his victim and he was your killer, taking you from life and lifting your soul up, or maybe dragging it down to hell, for a few seconds of blissful pleasure.

You always envied his victims. Oh to see his face as the last thing before you fade away, oh to feel him inside you as you pass! The blood all over your body, his mask and the body nearby made you feel such eroticism and guilt...

He pulled out with a whine and tucked himself into his pants, pulling your dress over your dirty body soon after. The casual nature of the situation made your head spin in confusion. That was it?... he can just get up like that, like nothing happened? You were panting, staring at his body, beautiful and shiny with sweat. He took his mask off, revealing a devilish grin.

“Miss Evers! Bring me fresh linens and draw a bath for my wife, would you?”

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[breaddwoo]

-Smitten (pt 2)-

pairing: wednesday x vamp! reader

word count: 3.22k

warnings: slight nsfw, blood

desc: part 2 of bloody kisses. oh how the tables have turned :)

a/n: i love her so so much ughhggh and idk what to write for my next fic T_T

edit: to save myself from writers block, requests are open if anyone has any! :))

an alarm rung throughout the room. you turned, trying to escape the sound.

instead, you found yourself spooning something, or someone. your groggy eyes tried to focus on the figure laying on the other side of the bed.

braided hair, black pajamas and pale skin. the intruder in your bed was wednesday.

oh fuck, she's still here?

your mind tried to recount what happened the night before; why did little miss emotionless spend the night with you?

then, like a ship protruding from the mist of a foggy harbor, you remembered: the bite. holding her, feeling up her cold skin. and the intense make-out session that lasted for literal hours. the memory made you cover your face in embarrassment, more so from your own pride than anyone else in the room.

you lifted yourself slightly to grab your phone. it lay on the side table next to wednesday. with the weight of your elbow dipping the sheets next to her, her sleeping form tilted towards you.

trying the tactic of carefully reaching over wednesday was fruitless; her eyelids fluttered open to you hovering over her.

wednesday's brows furrowed a bit, taking in the scene above her. your t-shirt from the night before was gone; one strap of your bra hung loosely at your arm. you still wore your fuzzy pajama pants, but that didn't make you look any less lewd; especially with your hair a mess and dried blood looking like smeared lipstick on your lips.

"shit- sorry!" you yelped, practically tumbling to your side of the bed.

you grabbed a nearby blanket and used it to cover your face, afraid she'd see the blush tainting your pale skin.

"what were you doing?" she questioned with a shaky morning voice. it was honestly adorable.

through the plush throw, she heard a small, "trying to check the time."

then, she noticed. around this time of year, class starts at the break of dawn. through the window, muted sunlight cast a spotlight in the middle of the bed.

slowly, she turned to the phone on the side table a few inches from her. picking it up, the electric device confirmed her fears.

"... it's ten past eight."

"fuck," you cursed to yourself, throwing off the blanket and climbing toward the edge of the bed. the devil was hard at work today as the sheets caught on your ankle; trying to save yourself, you grabbed onto wednesday's thin arm as an anchor.

unfortunately, she wasn't expecting the added weight. you both crashed to the hardwood floor, a loud thump following the collapse of sheets and pillows.

wednesday propped herself up, noticing that her fall was cushioned by your body. white bed linen covered the spectle, though she could still see you under the thin fabric.

you looked up at her, adrenaline keeping your eyes wide open. she was poised above you with the sheet hung over her messy bed head. the entire world that surrounded you was white, wednesday's hair and pajamas a dark contrast to the colorless dimension.

then, you laughed. big, hearty laughs that made tears prick at the corners of your eyes. wednesday was bemused, unable to understand the joyous action despite the trouble they would soon be in.

"s-sorry," you said through the laughter, "it's just- we really are screwed aren't we?"

wednesday didn't quite grasp what was funny about this situation. regardless of her confusion, she still couldn't help but soften the tension in her expression at the sight of such a pure reaction.

sitting up, you removed the sheet from her head. wednesday sat with her knees on either side of your legs. you smiled at her, a sense of content corroding your heart.

the smile made wednesday feel weird. an uncomfortable thought circulated in her head:

why can't i stop staring at her?

you stood, offering the brooding girl your hand.

"hurry to your dorm, we can't arrive at the same time or people will notice," you said, ushering her towards the door and unlocking it. wednesday walked out into the hallway, heading toward ophelia hall.

before she made it to the end of yours, you stuck your head out of the open door and said, "see you later!" then clicked it shut.

she stood there for a moment, looking at the place you'd just been.

she slapped a hand onto her mouth as a smile dared to creep up to her lips; the word 'later' definitely made that sentence an unspecified invitation.

all these mystifying thoughts put her in a bad mood as she walked towards her dorm and the scolding she'd soon receive from principal weems.

> > >

when wednesday made it to her first class, it was already fourth period. it was actually a period she shared with you; she might as well not have, though, as you sat on the opposite side of the room.

dozens of eyes were trained on her as she opened the classroom door.

she scanned the students, looking for one in particular. finding you in the far right corner, she noticed that xavier was your seat partner. she'd never seen him sit with you before.

why would he randomly sit with you now?

"... ednesday."

the voice of her fourth period teacher faded into a discernible sound as she was pulled from her thoughts. she moved her eyes to the, now fuming, educator.

"are you awake or are you just sleep walking, miss addams?" she mocked, shaking her head.

wednesday said nothing. a couple students chuckled as the teacher continued to berate her for her tardiness.

you stood out of you chair to protest, "she was helping me study last night, it's not her fault."

the teacher snapped her neck towards you, pointing a jeering finger in your direction.

"don't try to defend her miss (l/n), especially when you're only a few minutes earlier than she is."

you wanted to say more, but you puffed your cheeks in frustration and slumped into your seat. wednesday was surprised, not expecting you to hint to the class that you shared a relationship deeper than classmate acquaintances.

as she headed to her desk with silent steps, she didn't miss the hand that xavier placed on your back. he leaned towards your ear and whispered something, causing you to giggle.

and this continued. throughout the entire lecture. xavier would whisper something and you'd laugh. he'd write something in his sketchbook and you'd smile in response.

wednesday had never experienced a class period with such an uncomfortable prickling in her stomach. every time xavier interacted with you, she wanted to reenact a guillotine execution with xavier as the beheaded.

she was used to being in a sour mood. this was very different. bouncing her leg, she continued to stare daggards towards your desk. even without an artistic ability, she sketched out the execution, fully intending on handing the artwork to the boy who occupied your attention.

the ring of the dismissing bell was like music to her steaming ears.

before she could walk up to you, xavier seemed to have swept you off into the hall of bustling students. murderous intent emitted around her as she stomped after you.

waving xavier off to his next class, you turn to see wednesday with a scowl tarnishing her pretty face. a look of concern graced your features.

"uh, you okay wednesday?" your question came off awkwardly, unsure if she'd even respond.

her stare was intense as she asked, "since when were you and xavier best friends?"

the question threw you off guard. why would she care?

"we've always been friends, sort of. he just came up to me today and asked to sit in the vacant seat, so why not?" you replied.

wednesday's frown had basically turned her into a ball of negative energy, more than usual. most of the students has already entered their classes and the hallway was abandoned.

she took this opportunity to grab the tie of your uniform and pull your face close to hers. it wasn't a harsh movement, but definitely bold.

"come to my room tonight," she ordered, her usually dreary tone dripping with jealousy that you couldn't identify.

you shook your head, "what about enid?"

without a second to spare, she replied, "I'll make sure she's somewhere else. meet me at midnight."

with that, she released you and headed toward her next class. you were in a daze, unsure of how to feel. then the bell rang, and you practically ran a marathon as you sprinted to class.

> > >

these shenanigans continued over the next couple of weeks.

whether it would be in your room (which she now learned you shared with yoko), wednesday's dorm or the greenhouse full of carnivorous plants, each space was used as a haven for your private affair.

since drinking this much blood would leave wednesday in critical condition, you now mostly pierced her skin and nothing more. she didn't mind; the act itself was enough to leave her mind soaring.

what she did mind, though, was how much closer you were with xavier outside of these performances. she almost felt like a fuck buddy hidden from a relationship, without the actual sex. it's not like you shared physical contact with xavier like you did with wednesday, but she envied that you could show him off like a trophy and not her.

of course, you knew none of this. during the sessions, she would say close to nothing; maybe comment on the makeup you wore that day or how the investigation on the hyde was going.

neither of you spoke about the make-out session from weeks prior; it was an unspoken flaw in your complicated friendship.

all of this came to a head the night that wednesday caught you in the courtyard crying, with xavier as your savior.

she hid behind one of the pillars, eaves dropping despite thing motioning her to leave. she slapped him away, trying to listen.

sniffles made up a great deal of what she heard. then, she finally heard you say in a shaky voice, "i don't know what to do. my feelings won't change."

she made out the sound of shuffling -maybe a hug- and xavier's comforting words, "i know, it's okay. i'll help you understand them and i'll be here when you need me."

wednesday's veins were boiling rivers. all this time, despite her fighting against it, she knew she was falling for you. the way you carefully held her; the way you always cleaned up the wounds left behind by your fangs.

each were acts of kindness that melted wednesday's frozen heart. as she listened, she felt frosty walls cage her emotions once more.

thing tapped her shoulder again, silently begging her to leave. this time she didn't smack him away. this time she listened.

> > >

with the pun fully intended, your meet up days were usually wednesdays.

tonight was scheduled at the greenhouse. you prepared early, wanting to surprise wednesday. your good health was all thanks to her and you wanted to repay what she had done for you.

the room full of deadly plants looked like a halloween party. although it was getting close to christmas, orange and purple lights hung around the arboretum, illuminating the space with vibrant colors.

you bought a couple of those creepy taxidermied animals from the hippie shop in jericho, hoping to give them to wednesday as gifts.

as you looked at the space in excitement, wednesday marched to the glass house with the intent to break off everything your relationship had been built on.

you could hear the crunching of her heavy boots outside. giggling, you turned the lights off and hid behind one of the many rows of plants. when the mossy door swung open, you flicked the light switch on.

wednesday's coal colored irises reflected the bright hues as she took everything in at once. the gifts wrapped in black cellophane, the small pillow fort set up in the corner, your smiling face.

she didn't understand. you were with xavier. there's no reason for you to do nice things like this. the confusion angered her further and she looked at you with burning eyes.

"no more, (y/n)."

your happy expression fell off your face as you processed her sharp words. confusion replaced it.

"wha- huh? wednesday, what do you mean?" you asked, walked over to her.

she stood her ground, knuckles turning white as she gripped the sides of her trench coat, "i don't want to do this anymore. there's no point when you have a companion like xavier. you no longer need me," her words came out like a rehearsed speech.

the many questions written on your face disappeared with understanding.

"you think xavier and i are together?" you questioned, quirking a brow.

wednesday's knitted together in return, "he's always with you. how could i not?"

you placed both hands over your mouth, trying not to burst out laughing. she really was too cute.

"are you..." your voice wavered, restraining a giggle, "are you jealous?"

she straitened a little at the accusation.

"of course not."

your fangs flashed with a huge smile as you took her in your arms, practically crushing her, "you totally are! you're jealous!"

she shook her head vehemently, squirming from the hug. you refused to let her go. though wednesday was stiff in the embrace, she couldn't help but fight against the urge to hug you back.

slowly, she stopped wriggling. your smile fadded a bit, but you didn't stop holding her.

"i'm sorry," you said quietly.

"what for?"

you sighed, "you've done so much for me and all i've done is hide away you and our- uh, relationship?"

you pulled away from wednesday, holding her by the shoulders as you looked into her eyes that swirled with uncertainty.

"what- what are we?" you ask.

she opened her mouth, eyes looking to the ground. nothing came out.

"i don't know."

"wednesday, we kissed. you kissed me. i know we've been avoiding this, but- you know what, why don't i just tell you why i've been spending so much time with xavier."

now you had wednesday's full attention. sitting on the floor, your hand wandered to hers. she allowed you to intertwine your fingers; her cold skin a welcome sensation against your own.

taking a deep breath, you began:

"the day we were late for class, xavier's seat had been taken as he was late as well. when he sat next to me, he noticed blood on the side of my mouth. he notified me, but i was horrified. my mind went many places. for some reason, i thought he'd figured me out. even if it wasn't you that he thought i'd done it with.

so, i slipped him a note that said i wanted to talk to him. he'd always been someone i was friends with. just not close, y'know? so, since there was no pressure if he judged me for my actions, i told him everything after school.

i think he knew i was nervous. that's why he kept trying to make me laugh. it definitely helped, even though i still felt like i was going to puke. that's probably why i avoided your gaze the whole period, i felt guilty."

wednesday leaned in a bit, tilting her head, "what reason would you have to be guilty?"

you tried to smile, but it looked to awkward to be natural.

"because.. because i came out to him. i've never told anyone that i'm gay. honestly, i don't know if im bi or lesbian or whatever. i just knew- well, i knew that after that night, i liked you. so, i told him and it ended in a strong bond and maybe some overprotectiveness on his part. i'm really sorry for avoiding you so much, and treating you like this, " you finished, your features sullen as you picked at a weed growing through the crack of a floor tile.

wednesday had no idea what to say. she wanted to keep being angry and to leave so she'd no longer continue to feel such complicated feelings; instead, she knotted your fingers together in a tighter connection.

"i- i don't understand myself. i tell myself i want to leave, but deep down, that's not what i actually want. it seems i want- no, i need you. it makes me yearn for the electric chair in my bedroom back home," she stated, a rare tint of affection bleaching her words.

she liked the smile that rose to your face as she spoke.

with everything out in the open, wednesday decided it was finally time to be truthful with herself and what she desired.

"let's do it again," she said, moving to her hands and knees as she crawled over to you.

"this time," her words practically slurred, "i'm going to be taking a bite out of you."

she placed a hand on your chest, pushing you carefully to the ground. her body creeped over your own, black braids brushing your eyelids.

"what do you mean-" you tried to ask, but she leaned down and kissed you to end the query.

the neckline of your oversized t-shirt was big enough to stretch to the side, exposing your own neck to her. you wanted to say something, anything; but you were too dazed from the small peck she left on your lips.

she leaned down, breath fanning over your ear as she whispered, "this may hurt a little."

a line of saliva began at your ear lobe to the base of your neck, connecting to your collarbone. you whimpered a little, unable to see the smirk that curled at the edge of wesnesday's mouth.

she loved the control she had over your body; this was a new form of torture that she was unacquainted with but adored all the same.

wednesday wanted to see your neck with a matching bite mark. she knew xavier was innocent in this, but she still wanted him to know that you were hers. normally this would irk her. for now, it excited her beyond words.

her teeth nipped at your nude skin. whenever you would sigh with want, her teeth would bite down a little harder. the noises you made tested her restraint.

you now understood why wednesday loved the way you tainted her; cloud nine wasn't even close to how you felt. every part of you was aching for her.

looking at the hickey she had made, wednesday admired her work. seeing you come completely undone under her touch put all her feelings into perspective; she wanted you and only you.

your hands cupped the sides of her face, guiding her lips to connect with your own. the kiss was wet and loud, even wednesday releasing quiet moans.

hands tangled through hair and fangs mixed blood with teenage lust. your legs circled her waist while she hovered over you in full control.

retreating from the kiss, wednesday's eyes matched yours with a similar glaze. she wanted to rip off your shirt and ravish you, never having felt sexual desire before.

her fingers tugged at the hem of your pajama pants. she pulled them off with your assistance. you felt embarrassed by the nude skin exposed to the frigid night air.

her long lashes tickled the insides of your thighs, sending waves to your core.

"i love you," you breathed out.

wednesday looked up from between your thighs, something sexy and sinister in her eyes;

"i'm quite smitten with you as well."

her head dipped down once more.

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[popopretty]

BSD Chapter 105.5

"In the Narrow Room - the Later Part"

I love this chapter so much I have no words T_T Dazai is so precious I would trade the world for him!!

Please note that I typed it out very quickly while being hyped with neither English nor Japanese as my native language, so I might make mistakes here and there. Please forgive me I can't think really straight right now ;v;

SPOILERS AHEAD

Sigma tells Dazai that he cannot believe that Dazai is a normal person because he just single-handedly took down Fyodor, and asks Dazai why he chose him in the beginning instead of all the other usable tools (;v;). Dazai tells him there are 2 reasons, first is Sigma can act as Kunikida's replacement, because it would be very boring if there is no one there to be in awe and admire what Dazai did there. Sigma gets mad at Dazai and assumes that Dazai thinks he is not worthy enough to share the truth. Dazai corrects him saying that is not true, and that Dazai doesn't share anything with him because it's hard for him to understand, especially after he has been used by Tenningosui and others this whole time.

Dazai then decides to share one thing with Sigma and asks him if his ability to switch information works on dead people. Sigma confirms he can, as long as they have not been dead for a very long time. Dazai explains that he wants Sigma to use that ability on Fyodor (who is assumed dead at that point) to read his plan after that and save the ADA at the airport. Sigma is surprised Dazai did everything that he did only to save the ADA, and the words from people who used him in the past starts echoing in his head.

Dazai and Sigma get on an elevator to get to the room where Fyodor is supposed to be drown. While they are waiting, Sigma asks Dazai what is the second reason for Dazai to choose him, to which Dazai nonchalantly answers that if he didnt choose Sigma, Sigma would be silenced by Fyodor or Gogol later. Sigma is shocked, trying to confirm Dazai's intention to save him but Dazai doesn't say no more. Sigma starts to wonder what kind of place is the ADA. He thought Dazai was the same as those guys who used him, but he feels something different now. He thinks about how he wants a home, where he is not used by anyone, and he realizes that, the ADA is not using Dazai, and Dazai is not using the ADA either.

Dazai notices something is strange because the elevator is taking too long. Suddenly the evelator stop and they hear the voice of the time freezing skill user on the radio, begging for her life. Fyodor is seen alive with Chuuya, shooting her dead. Fyodor then tells Dazai over the radio that he is surprised, not by the flooding, but by the fact that Dazai and his 7-year partner's bond was so shallow that Dazai think Chuuya's ability cannot deal with that flood. He reveals that he has had Chuuya break and distort the track/rail of each partition wall when they entered. That way, it will prevent the doors to close properly, letting the water leak outside and allowing them to easily escape. He then says that if one cannot even think of that, they do not have enough qualification to use the gravity manipulation.

Sigma does not get why Fyodor could do that, Dazai then explains to him that Fyodor must have put one of his vampire among the guards, and when he couldn't contact with that vampire anymore, he was able to guess that the control room has been taken. It also means that Fyodor has already been in control of Mersault way before Dazai took his action.

Fyodor admits he was caught by surprirse with the attack though, and even though it is seemingly a suitable trial for a servant of God like him, he is weak and cannot stand it if he catches a cold, so he wants to return the favor by making Dazai and Sigma go through the same trial. After he says so, the elevator starts to be filled with water. The two of them try to get out as the door being locked and Fyodor praying for them to be held in the hands of God.

The chapter ends here. Next issue will be released on March 3 (Japan time). Thanks for reading till the end <3

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[kometqh]

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

501st x F!Jedi!Reader General Skywalker clearly wasn't a reliable source of intell, having pointed you and Rex's squad into the icy tumbra of a long deserted planet, however, it was due to his calculated mistake that the Clones were able to reveal your deeply hidden desires. Being stuck in a cave with numerous handsome, attractive men was not on your to-do list, yet you weren't complaining. Word Count: 3028

Warnings: Unedited, random brain rainbow vomit I had whilst practicing writing techniques <3 It's somewhat (quite) spicy towards the end. There is a lot of fluff throughout most of it! A/N: This is mostly just Tup, Rex and Fives x reader as this was a very spontaneous fic T_T pls forgive me.

"General Skywalker said this would be an easy mission," Fives hissed under his breath, the deep, reverbrating sound of his voice lost underneath the wolfish howling of the wind, clusters of snow beating at his helmet. This was supposed to be a quick and easy diplomatic trip, but where did he and the 501st Legion find themselves? Somewhere on a deserted, icy, snowy planet. "My toes are about to fall off!"

"Yeah, he promised us there'd be clear blue skies and hot weather. A beach even!" Echo added on, shrugging his shoulders in defeat. Rather than being on a hot, sandy beach, the brothers had found themselves treading through waist-deep snow, their fingers and toes turning into icicles, their blasters heavy in their grasps. 

"I thought this was supposed to be a diplomatic trip, Captain," Fives continued, his voice becoming white noise as Rex all but ignored his brother, gracing him with an occasional hum or grunt, to let him know he was listening. But he wasn't hearing. Rex was also unhappy with the circumstances, but it was his job to do this kind of thing. It's not like the clones could refuse not going on a mission, not going head-first into a battle, so he definitely would have appreciated General Skywalker's honesty, over trickery. 

The weather was only getting worse, the wind and snow beating at the men cruelly, the blue paint on their armour completely disappeared under the clusters of snow that had latched themselves onto the clones. 

He paused in his tracks, scanning the area through his optical goggles. He spotted something. Something dark, something round. His men stopped behind him, eerily silent as they anticipated their Captain's next words. 

Rex, turning to face his brothers, couldn't help the way his shoulders visibly relaxed as he relayed the news, "I see a cave entrance just a couple yards ahead, boys! We will seek shelter there!" He exclaimed, waving his arm, signalling for them to keep going, to keep following him. 

In the very back, just behind Tup and Jesse, a lone, female Jedi guarded their backs, one hand hovering protectively over her weapon, the other shielded away in the pocket of her coat. A backpack hung onto her shoulders, the leather material soaked and cold, receiving most of the onslaught of the weather. 

Her mind was wandering, body craving to feel the heat of a hot sun glazing against her bare skin, just as Anakin had hinted to. But instead, she was stuck walking through a blizzard, her body cold and tired.

She had also been excited to spend some quality time with the boys from the 501st, whom she had been recently often paired with for missions. The sight of them all relaxing and enjoying their time on the beach, with their tops exposed, tan skin glistening under the sunlight.. Yeah, that would have been a sight worth seeing.

A sudden, much harsher gust of wind jolted her from her thoughts, clumps of snow quickly settling against the icy skin on her face. 

Her robes, too, were soaked, struggling to maintain the warmth in her body as she did her best to follow the path created by the clones, snow crunching under her winter boots. 

She too wasn't made aware of the true conditions of the mission. She couldn't tap into the force either, to predict or to feel some kind of warning of the mission ahead. What was Skywalker thinking? He was lucky none of her men had fallen! The moment she'd get back, the moment her eyes would land on him, he would be wise to run for the hills. She could imagine the fear in his eyes as she comically choked him out, swaying the male back and forth in a fit of anger.

Relief flooded the squad as one by one, they made their way into the cave, it being cleared by their Captain and medic, Rex and Kix. 

Quickly setting camp, the clones hovered around their makeshift fire, some huddled close together, others snuggling under individual, soaked blankets. The snow had penetrated all of their supplies; food, water, tents and blankets. All they could do was hope that the fire would last long enough for the storm to pass, for their blankets to dry out and warm up. 

"What the hell was the General thinking?" Fives muttered, his eyebrows furrowed. He rubbed his bare hands together until they were warm enough, and then he shifted closer to the fire. 

His feet stung, the feeling just barely coming back to him after that gruelling tread. He was sure if his feet didn't fall off yet, then something else soon would. 

You exhaled a heavy sigh, a blanket resting over your shoulders as you extended your palms out towards the fire. Rex had been kind enough to lend you his blanket, noticing that your robes and skirt were practically drenched from the weather. Sure, you weren't dressed for the beach, but you also weren't dressed well enough for a blizzard. 

You were lucky to have been warned, or rather told, by Master Kenobi of the true conditions of your mission. If you hadn't been, your troops wouldn't have had enough time to prepare for the weather. 

Looking over your squad, you made eye contact with Tup. A worried frown ghosted over his rough features, the creases that you hated so much appearing on his forehead. 

Slowly, you made your way over to the trooper, one hand outstretched.

"Tup? Are you okay?" You asked, resting your hand over his shoulder. As if startled, the man looked to you, his brows quirked in surprise. 

"G-General? Why do you ask?" He questioned, gaze flickering down to your hand, before coming back up to stare into your eyes. A soft, pink hue dusted over his cheeks, and your heart fluttered at the sight. Sure, he was sweet and kind, he was the shyest of your men. He was almost like a puppy, his chocolatey brown eyes so deep, so sweet, you had lost yourself in them again. 

He was the only man who gazed into your eyes long enough for you to drown, a soft smile erupting on your face as you fought your best to not reach up and caress his cheek in your palm. 

"General? Are you listening?" He asked, his gloved hands reaching up to shake at your shoulders, gently. 

Your lashes fluttered over your eyes, taking in a deep exhale, you shrugged. Were you really okay? 

Taking a moment to respond, your gaze flickered up, noticing how wet his hair was. 

"Tup, d'you want me to dry your hair?" The words tumbled from your mouth before your brain could finish processing their meaning. Tup's eyes widened into saucers as he stood there, frozen. You had never been so caring to your men, at least, not like this. 

Remember that pink hue that dusted his cheeks just a moment ago? Yeah, now that's turned into a beetroot blush, the colour painting his ears, his face and neck in a deep shade of reddish-purple. Would it be okay for you to display such blatant acts of affection? Wouldn't that be against the rules and regulations of the Jedi council? Against the regulations of the GAR? If so, would his brothers snitch?

"S-Sorry, I didn't mean to-" You started, your mouth quickly dropping into the shape of an 'o' as Tup interrupted you.

"General, I would love for you to dry my hair." He said with a soft smile, scratching at the back of his nape.

Realising it was too late now to back out, you gave a small nod of your head before taking his gloved hand in yours, the leathery material scraping nicely against your soft skin, as you led him closer to the campfire. 

Motioning for Tup to sit down, you stood directly behind, and, above him, reaching to remove your dry blanket from your shoulders. You didn't have a towel, so a blanket should be a good enough substitute. Your hands reached to remove his hairtie, sliding it over your hand to rest on your wrist, your fingers quickly making their way to masssage Tup's scalp. 

As he leaned his head back into your soft hold, Tup couldn't help the relieved sigh that escaped his lips. Your fingernails grazed softly against his skin, tugging gently at his soft curls, sending eletric shivers down the male's spine. 

But it was when your hands slid from his scalp, over to his nape and shoulders, applying soft but firm pressure against his tired muscles that the involuntary groan escaped his lips, rumbling deep from within his chest. 

Your body stiffened, stopping your ministrations as a familiar spark shot through your heart, right down to your abdomen. 

Your eyes, wide and unblinking, stared into Tup's as the colour red flushed his cheeks once more. His eyes searched yours, a worried glint dancing across as he waited for your reaction. His lips stuttered as he was about to apologise, provide an excuse, tell you it was okay if you didn't want to continue. 

But the words fell short on his tongue as the corners of your lips tugged upwards, your hands applying the slightest bit more pressure to his sore muscles. 

A grunt was stiffled in his throat, his eye fighting hard to stay open, looking anywhere but at your face. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, give you the wrong idea-

None of his brothers did. 

Though a lump formed in his throat as Tup looked around the cave, noticing the numerous lingering gazes of his brothers as they sat there, watching your movements. He could almost feel the jealousy vibrating off of Rex in waves, his gaze hardened as the corners of his lips fought to stay straight. 

A smirk tugged at Tup's lips, as he noticed Jesse squint his eyes at him. Deciding to add fuel to the fire, Tup groaned again when your hands pressed against a particularly tense muscle in his shoulder. 

"Woah, General, where did you learn this?" He asked, a familiar warmth blooming in his abdomen as your nimble fingers danced across his shoulders, tugging at the black suit he wore, exposed now as his armour rested beside a sleeping bag nearby. 

"Oh, you know, just learned bits here and there when I was stationed with Commander Wolffe," You chuckled, wetting your lips with the tip of your tongue, "That man was full of knots in his shoulders." You added, feeling Tup's shoulders relax more and more, until you had mentioned Wolffe. That's when his posture straightened, from a relaxed lean, to a pin-straight sitting up position. 

He tilted his head back to look at you, a curious yet worried glint in his golden eyes.

"Were you and Commander Wolffe close, by any chance?" He questioned, his breathing paused. 

If you were Wolffe's girl, then he knew the 501st couldn't, wouldn't pursue you. 

Or, if you weren't, then they knew at least they could ask the Commander of his previous.. Experiences, with you. 

Slowly, you caught onto Tup's drift, and your gaze travelled around the room. Some of the men were fully facing the two of you, legs spread, eyes laser-focused as they listened to your conversation, the cave suddenly, and eerily silent.

A shiver travelled down your spine, and a gentle smirk tugged at your lips.

"Oh, just you know, the occasional date here and there.." You said, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly. Your smirk threatened to grow as you heard someone scoff, and you looked up to see Rex rolling his shoulders, a scowl on his face.

"Date? Isn't that, like, forbidden?" Fives questioned across from you, leaning over curiously, his eyebrows raised, resembling the blue markings on his helmet. 

A giggle escaped your lips as your hands returned to Tup's hair, suddenly remembering why you were giving him a random shoulder massage. You reached over to grab the blanket Rex had given you, placing soft curls between the two valleys of softness created by your hands, which were hidden underneath the soft cushion.

Your hands brushed through Tup's soft hair, gently dragging the strands through the dry, fuzzy material of your blanket. 

"I don't mean a romantic date, Fives, though I wouldn't be opposed to one." You mused, softly tugging at the locks. "I don't particulaly agree with the 'No Attachments' rule. But that doesn't make me less of a Jedi, or does it, do you think?" You questioned, your gaze softening, a small scowl now tugging at your lips. 

"Of course not, General," This time, it was Rex who spoke up, albeit too fast for his liking, "You're one of the most dedicated Jedi I've had the pleasure of working with," He stated, soft footsteps making their way closer and closer to you, "Plus, it is human to wish to form attachments." He whispered that last part, now standing directly above you as you twisted Tup's hair into the towel.

Your heart fluttered at the proximity, warmth enveloping your pinkening cheeks.

"Is it now, Rex?" You asked, looking up at him. Your heart palpitated at the close proximity, your hands gliding down to caress Tup's shoulders. Your gaze stayed unwavering, unbreaking as you looked into Rex's deep, honey-gold eyes. The Captain suddenly shifted, breaking eye contact as he stepped back a little. 

"I-I believe any of us s-should be able to form attachments," He paused, his gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips, and back to your eyes, "Romantic ones, especially." A chorus of 'Yeah's' and humms of agreement followed, catching your attention as you looked around.

The atmosphere in the cave seemed to have completely shifted, the sound of howling wind drowned out underneath the loud beat of your heart. You swallowed a forming lump, looking between Rex and his brothers, Tup now stood by your side, sandwiching your body between his and Rex's. 

Gloved hands came up to softly caress your shoulders, fingertips lightly tugging at the edge of your collar, grazing the skin underneath. 

"What do you think, Commander?" He whispered into your ear, hot breath fanning over your skin.

"Of?" You prompted, turning your head lightly to look at Tup. 

"Of close relations between Jedi and their Clones?"

Your eyes widened, feeling a familiar heat rush over your body, and you took inhaled a slow, deep, shaky breath. As you looked between Tup and Rex, the latter had made his way closer to your body, his hands making their way to your hips.

The sound of soft footsteps reached your ears, and you saw Echo, Fives, Jesse, Kix, Dogma and Hardcase making their way closer to the three of you, looking completely entranced by the conversation. You hadn't casted any spells on them, have you?

Your breath hitched in your throat, shivers overtaking your body as someone nuzzled their nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply, exhaling with a shaky sigh. As they spoke, your heart fluttered with recognition. 

"General, answer the question." Fives whispered, his voice gravelly and deep, one gloved hand gently grasping your chin, twisting it to face him. His gaze flickered to your lips,  just mere inches from his own. He could almost feel the taste of you on his tongue. Oh how he wished to kiss you, right then and there. He was so sure you'd let him, too.

Sure, maybe you did fantasise about the men from time to time, when your thoughts weren't preoccupied by ongoing battles and Jedi duties. How you wished to be allowed to form a connection deeper than General and Trooper, but did they?

"I- I.. I don't k-know?" You questioned, a soft whimper escaping your opened mouth, before you knew it, his lips crashed against yours, his hands latching themselves into your hair, pulling you closer, if physically possible.

The kiss was, to simply put it, sweet. His goatee rubbed nicely against your chin, his lips melting together with yours, as if they were always meant to. His tongue prodded at your bottom lip, asking for permission. Slipping in, it danced with yours, hot breaths mingling together as you felt something press up against your front.

Rex.

You had almost forgotten you were trapped between Rex and Tup, too engulfed with the sudden kiss Fives had engaged you in.

The smell of pine and smoke invaded your nostrils, their scents overwhelming, flooding your senses as Fives became rougher, his hands tugging at the roots of your hair. With one hand, you grasped the side of his face, thumb rubbing soothing circles into his rough skin, your breath hitched as a groan escaped his lips.

"Okay, that's enough I think." Kix spoke, the kiss abruptly interrupted as he pulled Fives away by the scruff of his neck. 

"General? Are you okay?" Rex's voice was soft as he neared you, his breath fanning over the sensitive shell of your ear. 

Inhaling a shallow breath, you grasped his biceps with both hands.

"Call me Y/n.." You whispered, hazily meeting Rex's stare, his eyebrows raised, eyes wide.

"R-Right.. Y/n, d'you want us to continue?" He questioned, bringing a hand to gently clutch your chin. 

Your eyes widened as you took in the situation around you; eight men surrounded you, watching. Waiting. Ready to pounce, the moment they received your permission. 

And receive it, they did.

With a brisk nod, you allowed your eyes to flutter shut as Rex closed the gap between the two of you, his lips rough but warm as his body pushed roughly against yours, your back meeting Tup's chest in a close embrace. 

Your hands rested against Rex's chest, feeling the soft material of his shirt underneath your thumbs. His chest was warm and firm under your touch, the feeling of his heart racing beneath your hand had your own chest swelling with joy. A sigh left your lips as you felt a pair of lips press open-mouthed kisses against the expanse of your neck, a new pair of hands rubbing up and down your hips, encouraging you.

You weren't dreaming, were you? You weren't about to wake up, were you?

Your questions were answered as you felt Rex bite your bottom lip, his hands tugging at the roots of your hair.

No, this definitely wasn't a dream.

And if it was, it wasn't one you wished to wake from.

#star wars clone wars #star wars fanfiction #captain rex x reader #fives x reader #echo x reader #clones x reader #clone wars fanfiction #captain rex #clone captain rex #501st legion #501st x reader #fluff #spice #star wars fluff #star wars fanfic #star wars spice #star wars prequels #jedi

[merakiui]

Your stepcest posts are making my brain rot I couldn't stop thinking about the childe one, he's definitely a big gross pervert with a breeding kink I really need to read more of what you think about it

Have a nice week <3

YES. BIG BROTHER CHILDE WITH HIS BREEDING KINK......... oh, he is the worst. </3 sex with him is always done with the intention of knocking you up. It feels more like a competition than copulation: pure, mindless fucking that seems to never end. Even when you both take occasional breaks between rounds, he's still finding some way to tease and rile you up. T_T and he drives in so deeply every time, mumbling in your ear about how you can take it, you can do another one, can't you? You won't spill a single drop, right? Aaaaa he's so obsessed with you.

When he returns home to visit, he always brings lots of gifts for his family. But the gifts he purchases for you are far less innocent than the plushies or neat wood carvings or kites he picks up for his siblings. He buys you all manner of lingerie and (more recently) the cutest of maternity wear he found in Fontaine. Lots of frills and lace, the expensive, well-made kind that'll feel so soft and comfy when you wear it. It's big now, but you'll grow into it. :) uuwaaa he dotes on you so much. Truly a family man. Only you're privy to these sides of Childe. While everyone else sees a battle-hardened Harbinger who lusts after every dangerous fight he can throw himself into, you get to see sweet, soft, loving Ajax who ruts into you with reckless abandon.

You're far past the point of no return, nowhere near platonic affections like normal step-siblings. But it doesn't really matter anymore. Pulcinella looks after you when Childe can't, often visiting to deliver things to help make pregnancy smoother for you. Everyone asks you who the father is when you go out, but you don't dare tell them. What would they think? You surmise Childe doesn't really mind if anyone knows, but then you want to preserve a sliver of your dignity if possible. >_<

#genshin chit chat #tw: stepcest #tw: breeding #n/sfw #imagine he brings you to the tsaritsa so she can give you her blessing and wish for your healthy pregnancy........ orz #AAAAAAAAA childe brings you to zapolyarny palace but you catch the eye of a certain harbinger while you're there #(it's scaramouche <3)

[inumkii]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ how you got together - inumaki x reader

bullet pointed scenario

genre: fluff, f2l

wc: 1.2 ish

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ an: hii this is my first jjk fic!! this might be the only thing i ever post LOLL currently ignoring my massive hiatus on my kpop blog T_T anywayss i wrote this super quickly its prob not the best ;p

i feel like toge would be the type of person to have you make a lot of the first moves

like when you guys were just stupidly pining friends, he made it pretty obvious that he liked you but wanted you to actually confess verbally 

it was mostly because he didn't want such a big milestone of starting your relationship to be texted or written by him but maybe like 20% of it was because he likes to be annoying

he's a little shit so if your the type of person to wait on the other person to make a move, good luck! because he’s making you do it

like there was a point were he was certain about both of ur feelings being mutual so he’d just play it up by being really touchy, making it obvious that he wanted to be right next to you, always clinging to you, etc.. you know,, making it obvious that he really does like you

but poor you because you were spending your time overthinking eveything. maybe he was just really touchyyy!! maybe he's extra comfortable around you!!! (i wonder why.)

it was actually driving your friends insane tho

maki’s last straw was during a training session out on the field, her and panda were sparring as you and inumaki watched on the steps

inumaki, as usual, was glued to your side, hands toying with the fabric of your long sleeve uniform

as maki landed her last hit on panda, you got up with their water bottles and ran them over to your two friends 

toge followed closely behind, still attached to your sleeve

you were balancing both of the bottles in one arm since the other was being occupied as toges leash of some sort, but you approached the other two like nothing was out of place

this sight wasn't anything new to panda or maki so they kept their scoffs and eye rolls internal. it was mostly just driving them crazy that neither one of you had made a move. it was obvious you both liked each other so why aren’t you guys doing anything about it??

“nice one, maki!” you cheered as the two grabbed their respective waters, toge let out an ingredient of affirmation as well

“ah, that was nothing” she proudly boasted, part of it directed as being a playful jab toward panda. she glanced down at inumakis hand attached to the end of your sleeve as he seemingly refused to be more than a few inches apart from you

“anyways,, im planning on grabbing lunch after this, yn, you coming with?” maki turned towards you

“sure!! i didnt have any plans,” you mused and you and maki set off and away from the field, toge still trailing behind as if following you was the obvious route to go

“just me and yn today, inumaki. sorry man,, go do something with panda” maki had no problem brushing off your friend, she was trying to get you alone which was something that seemed more rare as days go by (cough cough toge let maki have some time with her friend)

he laughed and backed away in compliance before giving your shoulder a quick squeeze as the four of you split off

once he was out of earshot, maki finally groaned

“you need to make a move already, its so frustrating watching you two cling to each other without doing anything about it” she complained as you felt your face heat up

you were well aware of toge’s touchiness and couldn't ignore his potential intentions behind it,, but yet there was this looming fear of actually enacting a confession that stopped you from going further 

“do you think he really likes me?” you asked pathetically. anyone’s answer would’ve been a loud yes,, but you still felt like you had to ask maki for some semblance of confidence 

she stared at you, an incredulous look breaching her face

“i cant believe you're asking me that question” she scoffed out a laugh, “but since you need to hear it. yes, toge inumaki is one hundred percent in love with you”

she left it at that, causing a permanent fluster to torment you for the rest of lunch

your lunch with maki had left you a little more confident about where you stood with toge, however. she had begged you to do something about it soon, claiming she couldn’t bear to witness any more pining

you had to do something about it soon or else you’d continue to sleep on her advice, overthink it, and never do anything about your problem,,,, it was now or never

you shot a text over to toge and waited on a nearby bench on school grounds

a few minutes passed with you spending them painstakingly fumbling with your phone case, picking off the stickers that were already on their last leg

there were so many times within those short seven minutes where you debated sending a ‘never mind! something came up’ to him

he finally showed up fairly quickly, joining the spot next to you on the bench

immediately discerning your nervous state, he placed a hand over yours

his action didn't do much for your nerves but it gave a little more hope that your confession would have a good outcome

(you were painfully unaware that no matter what you did, you had a 100% success rate)

he voiced his concern, squeezing your hand as you turned to face him

it felt like your heart was about to explode out of your chest but you had to rip the bandaid off

meeting his concern gaze, you finally said it

“i like you”

okay

maybe not the smoothest confession,, but given your anxiety over the situation, it was a miracle it was even said

all toge did in response was reach up to cup your cheek and smile 

his single expression gave you the answer you so desperately needed

pouring all his love and admiration into one expression, you hadn’t realized this was always how he had been looking at you

wordless communication though gazes and lingering touches had always been the way he was allowed to express himself

you had been overlooking it for too long, too caught up in your own mind to see the way he gazed at you like you were the only thing he ever needed to focus on, worthy of his attention at any moment you needed it

your heart melted on sight as you leaned into to press a kiss on his lips 

it was sweet, brief but not hasty. toge had always been good at placing his emotions into his actions and he made sure you felt everything he was feeling

the two of you parted before you leaned back in to place two more kisses, one on each side of his mouth where his seals were placed

he leaned in to your touch, pulling you in for a hug. as he buried his face in your neck, he breathed out a sigh that wordlessly expressed ‘you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this’ and you laughed into his hair

it might've been way overdue, but he’s here now in your arms, this time without the weight of wondering if your feelings were truly requited

oh an maki just got a text from panda of a blurry, zoomed in image of the two of you on the bench together from the distance

“fucking finally” -maki

#inumaki x reader #toge x reader #inumaki toge #inumaki fluff #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jujustsu kaisen x reader #inumaki x you #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines #toge x you

[heartfullofleeches]

Please make tobi tall<3 and then reader just casually mentioning they're not scared while ghosts hunting because they have tobi with them T_T

Chat always tries to psych you out on hunts like this.

"I hear the last person who visited that house found claws marks on their back when they got home."

"I heard that the owner of the house was killed in the master bedroom, and if you sit in the same chair they died in - you won't be able to get back up."

Historic sites with recordings of the paranormal and macabre deeoer than any you traversed before. You couldn't dispute the risk or danger of it all, but that's what made it exciting. Exploring the great beyond was bound to have some unforseen outcomes ranging from proof of its existence or an express ticket to that world - though you personally prefer the former. Besides, if you were ever in any danger, it wouldn't be for long.

From carrying you to the hospital after you sprained your ankle, to forcing his jacket on your shoulders when the weather was one degree lower than mentioned in reports - you were certain your dear companion and camera man could get you out of anything. On top of that, with their height and demeanor they were almost one to one with the creatures everyone warned you about. One look from them and any ghoul would clear the building.

" 'If you don't leave an offering, they'll take your soul instead.' Spooky. You don't mind sharing any of your snacks with the ghosts, do you, Tobi." You glance over at Tobi who shakes their head in dismissal. With their eyes focused on the road, you've been reading off the various facts and tidbits from members of your server as they drove. As always, they lended an ear with a proper head shake or nod to your questions. As their truck pulls to a stop Tobi reaches into their pocket and pulls out an energy bar. He hands it to you, crossing our the ghost printed on your shirt and pointing up at you. You'd hadn't eaten dinner before you left home and there was no way they'd let you film on an empty stomach.

"Fine." You peel back the wrapper and take a bite as you pop the door open. You continue to scroll through messages as Tobi grabs their equipment from the back. You tuck the wrapper into your pocket and smile for the camera as you start the livestream from your phone.

"Hey guys, me and Tobi have arrived. Took a while, but let's hope the luck that got us here continues inside."

The chat sends you luck and positive wishes beside their previous teasing - but one message sticks out in the form of a donation.

"If you go inside that house - you're going to die. Aren't you scared?"

You lower your phone. Tobi looks up, crawling over the back reach and reaching for the device. The sideview mirror cracks as their eyes reflect in its surface. You clutch your stomach.

"Pfft- haha, scared? Why would I ever be afraid when I have Tobi around?"

Their hand stops at your shoulder. Glancing back, you grin up at them through another giggle as their fingers tremble. "Isn't that right, Tobi?"

Tobi remains still.

"ah...ahh"

"Ow." You hold your forehead as your brain throbs in your skull. Regaining sense of their motor functions, Tobi pulls their cap over the entirely of their face and stumbles out of the truck as their foot catches on the strap of their bag. They pick it and themselves up, staring at you through the open back door before sprinting up the hill towards the abandoned house. You should ask if they're okay to fillm tonight. You've never seen their face that shade of purple before. Is that even a color a person can be. As you hop out to join them - a private message comes in from that same viewer.

"Of course, Y/n. Tobi will always be there to protect you....:')"

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere x reader #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere fluff #Tobi my oc #yandere teratophilia

[lilirari]

𐙚 ⋆୨୧˚ A SKY FULL OF STARS ⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. summary : lando attends a k-pop concert for the first time and ends up falling in love with a certain member of the group

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. pairing : lando norris x fem! k-pop idol! reader

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. faceclaim : huh yunjin of le sserafim

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. author's note : ah yes, lando norris, my favourite bri'ish papaya boy. i wanted to post this on his birthday but i couldn't get the time to finish it T_T anyways i hope this will at least take everyone's mind off from that clown show earlier today (las vegas gp) for even a second & let's all be grateful that lando's ok :( <3

le_sserafim

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le_sserafim 2023 LE SSERAFIM TOUR ' FLAME RISES ' IN BANGKOK ANNOUNCEMENT #LE_SSERAFIM #FLAME_RISES

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yourinstagram 🤍

lilymhe my girls !!!!

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user01 ariana what are you doing here

user03 lily's a fearnot and she's met them a couple of times. iirc, she and yn are friends now.

user01 omg i never knew that ??? we stan these queens & their friendship !!!

user05 ahhh they're finally coming to my hometown !!!

user07 i just know they're going to slay like they always do <3

user09 let's gooooooo !!!!!! 🫶

user11 we're getting sour grapes live 🥹🥹🥹

user13 streets are saying that y/n's going to perform a solo song 🤭

user15 yoooo what ??? fr ???

user17 an original or a cover ?

user13 most likely an original 🥹 she has been spending a lot of time in the studio lately.. even her most recent post is of pictures she took while she was in the studio so she's probably working on a new solo song

user17 shut uppppp i can't wait now !!

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alex_albon 5 hours ago | yourinstagram 20 minutes ago

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landonorris 📍 bangkok, thailand

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landonorris hello hello bangkok

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alex_albon lando norizz strikes again

landonorris YOU'RE JUST BEING A HATER BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT AS COOL AND AS GOOD-LOOKING AS ME

alex_albon maybe i'm not but at least i got enough rizz to pull a girl 🤷🏻‍♂️

landonorris ... i hate you

oscarpiastri looking good, mate 🧡

danielricciardo sorry for not being able to join you guys, mate 😞

landonorris i miss you mate 😢

danielricciardo miss you too. it's during times like this when i feel really bad, y'know. you really need to get yourself a partner, mate. i can't stand seeing you all alone 😭

landonorris working on it ✊

charles_leclerc please find a girl for him there alex_albon

user02 not lando third-wheeling two couples 😭

user04 not the drivers telling lando to get a girlfriend when i'm literally right here

user06 lando doesn't need a girlfriend. he has oscar.

user10 aren't you guys on vacation ? why's george wearing a merc t-shirt 💀

mercedesamgf1 because he's a dedicated and hard-working man. the work grind never stops !!! 🔥💪

carmenmmundt told you everyone would notice georgerussell63 🧍🏻‍♀️

georgerussell63 sorry love 🥲 should've listened to you 😞

user12 if lily attends the le sserafim concert, there's a high chance that lando and y/n might meet 😍

user14 wtf is a le shrimp fin

user16 i get it that y/n and lily are friends but why would lando even attend a k-pop concert ? he doesn't have any interest in k-pop

user18 ^^^^ plus why are you shipping y/n and lando, op.. they don't even know each other.. this is on another level of delusional

user12 mark my words y/n and lando will meet each other at the concert and fall in love

user20 .. this is the real life, not a wattpad fanfiction or a k-drama, weirdo.

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yourinstagram officially released my new single, 'i ≠ doll' today at the bangkok concert ! go listen to it now ♡ the energy today was insane and i had a great time performing for you all ! love you bangkok <3

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_chaechae_1 love u xx

zuhazana 🤍

lilymhe my wife !!!! you did so well today 🥹🫶 i'm so proud

yourinstagram love you wifey !! 🩷

lilymhe are you sure it's only bangkok you love ? 🤭

yourinstagram lily !!! 🫢

user47 WHAT'S THIS SUPPOSED TO MEAN

user21 what are they talking about...

user69 sus 🧐

winmetawin nice song :)

bbrightvc 🤍

yourinstagram 🤍

dew_jsu 🔥🔥🔥

hirunkit_ ❤️

landonorris it was fun 🫶

yourinstagram aww, i'm glad to hear that ! thanks for attending the concert 🫶

user90 Y/N AND LANDO INTERACTIONS?? this was not on my 2023 bingo card but i love it

user73 MY PRETTY WIFEEEEEE

user38 she's so gorgeous 😭

user19 her smile 🥹🥹🥹🥹

alex_albon great job as always, y/n ! love your new single !

yourinstagram tysm albono <3

user45 wait if y/n calls alex 'albono' then that means she's as close to him as she is with lily

user66 EXACTLY!! i love how she's slowly making lots of friends with people from the f1 world

georgerussell63 carmen & i had a great time, y/n ! thanks for the backstage passes. it was fun getting to learn the ropes of how you guys perform.

yourinstagram anytime, george ! it was fun getting to know you both ^^

user81 thailand f4 in the likes and comments.. my two worlds are colliding 🥹

user12 AHHH LANDO LIKED AND COMMENTED !!! they love each other !!!ynlando forever ❤️

user38 just because he liked and commented doesn't mean they're a thing...

user50 stop being delusional, op

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lando.jpg in my fearnot era (lily forced me to write this caption)

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alex_albon lando's got great taste in music, everyone 🤭

lilymhe lies !! i didn't force you ! you wrote this caption all by yourself 😒

georgerussell63 not a single picture of the rest of us.. i see how it is 👀

yourinstagram 🧡

landonorris 🤍

user99 stop not lando & y/n using each others' favourite/representative heart emojis.. 🥹

user57 y/n and lando in their bestie era

quadrant looking so handsome!

user88 y/n in the first slide of the jpg account.. somethin' is sus here 🤨

user76 right?? he could've put that picture of the girls first but no he decided to put y/n first.. 🧐

user43 guys please let's not get too deep into this it's just a bunch of pictures

maxfewtrell looks like you had a lot of fun, mate 🤭

alexalbon oh he definitely did 🤭

user33 SOMETHING'S GOING ONNNNNN

charles_leclerc 🫣

spotify stream le sserafim's songs on spotify, lando!

user50 what's my wife doing in a white man's post

user67 so you're telling me that the first picture, which is literally the best fan taken picture of y/n at the concert, was not taken by y/n's fansites but by a white man???

user86 y/n on lando's jpg account.. never thought i'd live to see a day like this

user94 y/n looks so pretty in the first slide 🫤🫶

user33 i waited 2 years to meet y/n, white man did it in a week

user75 ahhh lando's a fearnot confirmed!!

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yourinstagram been liking the colour 🍊 a lot lately...

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lilymhe of course you have 🤭🧡

landonorris it sure is a pretty colour, isn't it? 😁

yourinstagram perhaps 🫣

maxverstappen1 🤨

oscarpiastri 👀

yourinstagram 🤫

maxverstappen1 🧐

user99 HELP MAX'S COMMENTS I'M CRYING

user66 max is so nosy 😭

user04 max trying to figure out what's going on with y/n and the mclaren drivers.. he's just like us

charles_leclerc 😶

user57 charles knows something fr

alex_albon why am i not surprised 🤨

yourinstagram look away albono 😬

spotify orange looks so good on you, queen

barbie hi (ginger) barbie 🥰

yourinstagram omg hi barbie!!! 🥹🥹

duolingo wow 🤩

wkorea 아름다운

somsomi0309 my gf 🫶

user06 ain't no way the girl who swore she hated the colour orange like a year back posted this..

user55 EXACTLY!! idk how to react fr

user78 i thought y/n got hacked or sumn 😭

user09 had to do a double take fr

user88 chill guys, everyone's likes & dislikes changes quite frequently ykyk

user37 still then.. this is not the y/n ik 🤨

user83 MY GORGEOUS WIFE!!!

user67 marry me y/n

lilyzneimer 🧡

yourinstagram 🧡

user23 OMG LILY AND Y/N INTERACTIONS???

user97 what if.. y/n and lando...

user73 y/n mclaren wag confirmed?

user30 maybe not a wag but she definitely has connections with mclaren..

user45 omg y/n mclaren collab maybe :0)

user25 GOSH SHE'S SO PRETTY??? 😩😩😩

user88 that one guy she was kissing in bangkok is so lucky fr

mclaren orange mhm? i think we've spotted a papaya fan here 🫵

yourinstagram 🫣🫣🫣

user81 ORANGE LOOKS FIRE ON YOU GIRLIE

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mclaren thank you yourinstagram for joining us on the paddock this weekend! it was such an honour having you by our side 🧡

ps you're our lucky charm now 🤭

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mclaren stream y/n's & le sserafim's songs everyone!!

f1 the queen of the paddock 🤩

lnfour the best duo!!

quadrant y/n ate and left no crumbs

yourinstagram it's a pleasure to be your lucky charm ^^ thank you for inviting me 🧡

scuderiaferrari we love you y/n! please come visit us next time ❤

williamsracing our garage is always open for you y/n 💙

astonmartinf1 please come to aston martin, y/n we have alonso

redbullracing since everyone's shooting their shot.. we'll give you free merch if you come by our garage next time, y/n 🤭

yourinstagram ooh this is so tempting 😫

mclaren get away red bull y/n belongs to us 🤺🤺

alfaromeostake we'll give you an alfa romeo if you visit us

alphataurif1 our drivers were jamming to your songs all day long!

yourinstagram ahh i saw daniel singing to 'antifragile' in the car 🥹 thank you for playing it through the radio ! 🫶

alpinef1team our drivers & the crew love your music, y/n!

mercedesamgf1 come to mercedes, y/n we have roscoe

yourinstagram oh this convinced me i'm currently omw 🏃‍♀️

mclaren not y/n cheating on us...

yourinstagram anything for roscoe 💁‍♀️

lewishamilton 🤍

haasf1team pretty queen 🥰

user04 HELP NOT THE TEAMS COMPETING TO GET Y/N IN COME BY TO THEIR GARAGE

user08 y/n going to merc solely for roscoe.. i know my goat

user16 alfa's rizz game is crazy they're offering a whole car to y/n 😭

user24 i'm convinced charles wrote that comment by the ferrari account

oscarpiastri i had a blast this weekend bc of you. loved having you over, y/n 🧡

yourinstagram aww, you're too sweet, pastry :( made my day 🧡

user32 shut up everyone y/n calls oscar 'pastry' :(((( <333

charles_leclerc come to the ferrari garage next time, y/n 🥹

yourinstagram ofc bestie i promise i'll visit you in the next race i attend 🤞

lilymhe orange suits you, wifey 🤭🧡

francisca.cgomes 😘😘

maxverstappen1 it was great to have finally met you, y/n! my friends at mclaren are so lucky to have you! ☺

yourinstagram aww, thanks maxie! it was great to meet you too :D

lilyzneimer 🫶🫶

landonorris hi pretty girl 🫣

yourinstagram hi pretty boy 🫣

user05 since when did these two start calling e/o 'pretty' 🤨🤨

user10 they are so sus istg

user40 y/n and lando... i know what you are 🧐

user48 why are y/n and lando flirting in public bros think about the rest of us

user56 notice how there's not a single hate comment towards y/n? that's my queen, everyone!!

user72 i've been scrolling down for what seems like an eternity now but i still haven't spotted a 'just f1 prioritising celebrities over fans' comment. y/n is officially the oscar piastri of the paddock celebrities

user64 no bc the way everyone's so in love with her.. they're all so real for this

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yourinstagram thank you for inviting me to the united states gp, mclaren! it was such a wonderful experience and i had so much fun! team papaya forever 🧡 also, chin up, pastry! i know you'll do so much better in mexico <3 and congrats on the p2, lan — you deserve it!

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oscarpiastri thank you y/n 🫶

yourinstagram anytime bestie! you got this!

mclaren we love you y/n!!

yourinstagram love you all too mwah <3

landonorris yoooo i got a slide all to myself on the paddock queen's ig post!!

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landonorris thanks, pretty girl 😁

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landonorris team papaya forever, hmm? 😏

yourinstagram ew shut up and get your ugly emoji away

landonorris never 😏😏😏

yourinstagram i hate you 😒

landonorris you know you love me i know you care 😩

yourinstagram okay justice beaver 🧍‍♀️

user90 JUSTICE BEAVER I'M CRYING

user55 justice beaver.. (the office flashbacks)

user45 i love y/n and lando's conversations sm 😭 they're always so entertaining

user78 not ynlando bickering like an old married couple

user67 lan and pastry... i love this trio 🥹

user11 team papaya forever? does this mean you're a mclaren fan, y/n?

yourinstagram ... maybe

user13 screaming crying throwing up y/n's a papaya!!!!

user15 I KNOW WHO MY GOAT ISSSSSS 🗣️💅🏻

lilymhe MY GIRL MY GIRL MY GIRLLLLLL

lnfour SLAYYYY

danielricciardo heidi & i love your music, y/n! keep on slaying 😁🧡

scuderiaferrari did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

carmenmmundt 😍😍

maxfewtrell 🧡

savnorris so pretty!!!

riabish it girllll

adam_norris_pure_electric ❤

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olivernorris1 👏👏

flonorris1 gorgeous!

ciscanorris1 🧡🧡🧡

user91 the way the entire norris family is in the comment section??? hello???

user75 not y/n summoning the norris family + lando's bff in her comments 😭

user34 something is going on between the norris' and the y/l/n's

user17 that picture of lando.. he's so cute 😭

user19 smiley lando made my day 🥹 thank you for this picture, y/n

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landonorris p2 babyyyyyyyyy

all thanks to my lucky charm, y/n 🧡

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mclaren papaya power!!! 🧡

lnfour 🐐🐐🐐

quadrant LFG!!!!

yourinstagram you're welcome 🤭

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oscarpiastri great race, mate!

carlossainz55 ❤👏

adam_norris_pure_electric 🏆💪

savnorris mila's so proud of her uncle la la !

charles_leclerc LANDO WE CAN BE WORLD CHAMPIONS I SAID

parishilton 🙌

alex_albon 👀👀

maxfewtrell lesgooooo

mclarenauto p2 for mr norris!!

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— imessage : my bristol boy ☆

y/n : .. lando, did you just reveal our relationship through a twitch stream?

my bristol boy ☆ : i got tricked, y/n 😭

my bristol boy ☆ : i'm so sorry 😞

y/n : you're so silly...

y/n : it's alright, baby, don't worry

y/n : we would've had to reveal it sooner or later anyways

y/n : it's just so funny to me that it was done on a twitch stream 😭

y/n : but yeah, it's all good 👍

my bristol boy ☆ : you're always so understanding ☹️

my bristol boy ☆ : i love you

my bristol boy ☆ : now that our r/s is public, can i please post pictures of my pretty girl now? i want to show you off to the world

y/n : not if i show you off first 🏃‍♀️

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yourinstagram well, looks like there's nothing left to hide now since the cat's out of the bag. alexa, play agora hills 🧡

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yourinstagram my manager wants to meet you btw lan

landonorris .. oh no 🏃‍♂️

landonorris i suddenly don't exist anymore

landonorris sorry sweetheart 😅

landonorris KISSING AND HOPE THEY CAUGHT US

landonorris I WANNA SHOW YOU OFF

landonorris since we've made our relationship public now, can you please tell the world that i'm actually your favourite driver ?

yourinstagram ok (it's still seb)

landonorris wtf

landonorris no wait the words in parentheses don't exist therefore i am your favourite driver in the whole world

yourinstagram ok you keep on telling yourself that.. 🧍‍♀️

landonorris my stargirl

landonorris you're so pretty

landonorris i love you

yourinstagram i love you too my bristol boy <3

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landonorris also y/n called me her favourite driver take that sebastianvettel (jk love u)

sebastianvettel haha, that's great lando!

sebastianvettel but i think we all know who the #1 in her heart truly is

yourinstagram it's always been you seb 🫶🫶

landonorris ok i can see that i'm not wanted here 🚶‍♂️

yourinstagram nerd

yourinstagram simp

yourinstagram live laugh love sebastian vettel

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alex_albon what a simp 🙄

georgerussell63 finally!!

oscarpiastri 🧡🧡🧡

lilymhe i can't believe my wife got taken by a guy who goes vroom vroom for a living 😒

yourinstagram don't say that lily i still love you

landonorris your boyfriend also goes vroom vroom for a living

lilymhe what boyfriend? i don't have any boyfriend

alex_albon i'm literally right here 🧍‍♂️

lewishamilton happy for you two 🙌

charles_leclerc 😄❣️

danielricciardo lando norizz is a myth, everyone!

adam_norris_pure_electric happy for you, son 👍❤

maxverstappen1 ❤

carmenmmundt pretty y/n 💓

_chaechae_1 take good care of her, lando!

hhh.e_c.v 💖💖

riabish my girl!!

savnorris mila's favourite auntie 🥺

yourinstagram i will cry savannah

yourinstagram tell her i love her and i miss her :(

savnorris she misses you too! please come visit us again soon

yourinstagram will do! 🥹

maxfewtrell rooting for you both!

mclaren our papaya king & queen 🧡

patriciooward nice!!

lnfour so happy for you 🥹

quadrant we stan!!!

tomholland2013 🤩

f1 our favourite couple!!

yourinstagram i love you my pretty boy

landonorris i love you my pretty girl

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[the-californicationist]

I don't know if your like closed on the requests so sorry if it's closed I don't know!!

Anyways my birthday is tmrw (the 9th of February-im turning 21!!) And I want to know if you can make me like a birthday smut story on like soap ghost and price (maybe Konig if you want!) Different POVs on what they would get me- please!!! -🐼

Not closed! Just fighting the world's worst writer's block T_T

But! I'd love to celebrate your birthday! Here's what I think the boys would get you (NSFW/MDNI18+):

Ghost is definitely getting you food. He's taking you to all your favorites spots for breakfast, lunch, AND dinner. He stops for snacks, gets you practically stuffed to the gills so you're nice and sleepy from being so full.

"Wanna lay down for a bit of a rest, sweet girl? Had a long day, didn't ya?"

You nod, curling up with him on his big sofa. He covers you up with a blanket and you drift off to sleep. Only... when you wake up later, you feel... hands...

"Si... ?" You call out to him, opening your eyes slowly.

When you look up, he's staring right at you. You've been stripped down to your bra and panties, and he's using his fingers to lightly play at the elastic edge of your lace bottoms, tickling you ever so gently.

"Are you still full, baby? 'Cause I'm ready to feed you something else."

Price is more traditional. He gets you a nice card, two dozen roses, and a pretty necklace. A choker. You don't notice at first, but it's not just a choker after all; it's a collar. The little gold bell tinkles as he loops it around your neck, and he fastens it just tight enough to let you feel it, but not too much.

Later, when you're on your knees, thanking him for his gift, he uses it to pull you down just a little further, inch by inch, training you how to swallow his cock deeper into your mouth.

The collar tightens then, pushed from the inside as his girth stretches down your tongue and into your throat.

"Poor little pet," he purrs darkly down at you, "Did you forget about your birthday spankings? You're getting better at your training, so I'll take care of that arse for you, don't you worry."

Soap buys you skydiving lessons. It's your first time, but he's a certified instructor. So, he gets to be strapped behind you. As you board the plane, he fastens you to him, claiming he needs to go ahead and get you into position - just in case.

You are sitting on his lap, positioned between his knees, feeling his cock as it grows along your lower back, hardening to an impossible length.

He unzips your flight suit just enough to play with your soft nipples, pinching them to make you squirm against him, using your writhing body to rub his cock.

"Tha's it, hen," he teases you, "Gotta work out all that nervous energy, hm?"

He can't get to your soaking core through the one-piece suit, but he palms your pussy on the outside, pressing the fabric into your clit, rubbing you until you're practically humping his dick through your clothes.

"Fuck, lass. You're gonna make me come if you cannae sit still. Be a good girl for me until we jump."

The jump is exhilarating, and you actually feel like you're gliding back down to earth. You had no idea the parachute would be so quiet and relaxing compared to the loud plane.

Now that you're safely floating, he unzips your flight suit a little further and frees your breasts, letting them out into the open air. He told you that you couldn't take your hands off of the parachute straps, so all you can do is surrender to his desires.

As he plays with your hardening nipples, licking his fingers to make them slippery wet, you can feel him humping his cock against your ass, getting himself off on you. He's pressing his hand so hard between your legs, he's practically fingering your panties into you, dragging your body backwards with each thrust to pleasure himself.

"Fuckin' hell, lass. Such a good girl for me. Tha's it, hold those straps tight. I'm so close. So bloody close."

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Hope this was what you wanted for your birthday!! <3 <3

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[bluehwale]

Ok sooo, you said that I could send my request and I couldn't wait any longer. The first fic is when they confessed for reader, but I'll love to know how they met reader and how they became that tight friend, a prequel if you will. That was it, thanks dear!

"the rainbow thief": the beginning | demigods! poly ateez au

01 / ‘the rainbow thief’ masterpost / next

summary. you never expected to be in a camp meant for demigods but, here you are. you also didn't expect on becoming friends with a brooding emo boy who introduces you to five of his friends, nor do you expect to meet two bickering best friends but, here you are. or alternatively, you meet eight boys that makes your life much more bearable.

pairing(s). ot8 demigods! ateez x daughter of iris! reader (son of hades! hongjoong, son of athena! hwa, son of apollo! yunho, son of poseidon! yeosang, son of zeus! san, son of aphrodite! mingi, son of dionysus! wooyoung & son of ares! jongho)

word count. 2.7k

genre. crack, flustered joong, fluff!, san being clumsy (again)

warnings. cursing, mentions of anxiety, alcohol intake (wooyoung and his wine), impulsive writing so it's not the best, camp half blood universe inaccuracies help

note. thankyou for the req and im so sorry i posted it so late!! i totally forgot abt tumblr bc i was having too much fun on my spring break im sorry T_T but it's here now!!! i also won't be accepting any more requests for demigods! atz </3

Hongjoong feels sick.

“I think you’re fine.” Yunho frowns, pressing his palm against Hongjooong’s forehead one last time just to make sure. The healer did everything he could, even resorting to human hospital’s protocol check-ups when his hyung refused the usual nectar and ambrosia because he insists that, “something’s really wrong with me, Yunho, and I don’t think those can fix it.”

The healer can only groan inwardly at his friend’s stubbornness because there’s nothing a little nectar, ambrosia, and his glowing fingertips can’t fix. But of course, he continues to entertain him as he’s not in the mood to test the patience of a son of Hades today.

“What are your symptoms again?” Yunho asks flatly, inflating the cuff wrapped around Hongjoong’s upper arm to gauge his blood pressure again (in truth, he doesn’t know how to read a blood pressure monitor but does it anyway for Hongjoong’s sake) to appease his “patient” who is currently sitting on a cot because he feels “sick.”

“I had this really weird feeling in my stomach, like, it feels like my organs are squashed around and everything inside me turned upside down,” Yunho frowns. Okay, that sounds pretty serious. “And my face got all hot, my feet couldn’t stop twitching, and I stuttered too!” Hongjoong continues, bringing a hand to his head in worry. “This doesn’t feel like me at all.”

“Hyung, was there anything that made you feel anxious?” eyebrows furrowed in concern, Yunho regards Hongjoong carefully. “If there’s anything troubling your mind lately, I’m here to listen.”

“No, I don’t think it’s anything like that—”

An unfamiliar figure suddenly pops inside the curtain circling the cot, momentarily surprising Yunho and leaving Hongjoong stunned once he recognizes the person in front of him. 

“Sorry, hi,” you grimace, feeling apologetic towards the tall boy you scared with your uninvited presence. You just got here, alone and wary, with a few scratches here and there from being chased by monsters, so you hope the cute boy with soft looking hair in front of you is the person you’re looking for and that your day won’t be even more ruined by an embarrassing moment of you mistaking him for another person. “I was told to find a Yunho here? They said he could give me something to help with my injuries.”

Forgetting entirely about his hyung’s complaints, Yunho rapidly deflates the cuff still circling Hongjoong’s arm and rips it off in a rushed manner, earning a loud yelp from the poor raven haired boy still sitting on the cot (he did not end up checking the numbers on the monitor).

Hongjoong feels his heartbeat quicken when your gaze lands on him once you stand on your tippy toes to look over Yunho’s shoulder in curiosity. A smile threatens to creep up on his own face when he notices your eyes brighten and a sweet smile curling up your lips. “Oh, Hongjoong! Hi!”

“_____. Good to see you again.”

Yunho flicks his eyes back and forth between you and Hongjoong, mischievously grinning at the interaction you’re both having because it takes awhile for Hongjoong to warm up to people and it seems like you’re new, so to think that Hongjoong has warmed up to you that quick, you must be quite the character. Or maybe, the emotionally stunted son of Hades has finally taken an interest in someone.

Yunho leans towards the latter. And he can’t wait to tell the others about this so they can all tease him about it.

“Oh,” you take note of him sitting on a cot and remind yourself that you’re in the infirmary, causing your eyes to rake over Hongjoong in worry. “Are you okay? You’re hurt?”

“No! I’m perfectly fine!” The raven haired boy who was previously complaining about his “weakened knees” suddenly sprang up from the bed, seemingly energized, and pushes a gawking Yunho over your direction with a tight grip on the back of his shoulders. “You should let Yunho check up on you then get some rest. Hope you feel better soon.”

You smile in thanks at the boy you met a few hours prior, the first person who greeted you when you stepped foot on camp, and bid him a goodbye as he turns to leave the infirmary to let Yunho tend to you alone.

Before he could, however, you nonchalantly tell him, “I like those glasses on you. Looks cute.”

A pause, and then, there it is.

Hongjoong’s cheeks slowly flame a bright pink, the soles of his sneakers nervously squeaking against the hardwood floors as he turns his head to face you with his eyes flicking to every corner of the room and anywhere that does not land on your figure. An intangible noise escapes his throat. “T-thanks.”

Oh. Yunho slaps a hand over his mouth as he tries his damn best to stifle in the laughter to save face of Hongjoong’s dignity. 

Hongjoong’s not sick.

For the first time ever, Hongjoong is flustered.

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“That’s _____? Hongjoong’s _____?”

Hongjoong smacks the back of the two-tone haired boy’s head as he hisses, “If you don’t lower your fucking voice.”

Wooyoung’s yowl of pain is followed with a death glare shot at his hyung, the slightly tipsy boy hugging his ‘I LOVE DIONYSUS’ mug close to his chest to avoid any unnecessary spillage of perfectly good wine. “What was that for?” he cries. “They won’t even be able to hear me,” he grumbles, pointing to the group of Iris kids noisily huddled together in celebration of winning a game of Capture the Flag against the Athena kids. An impressive rarity. Athena kids are known to be very strategic with their battle plans, even in mere simulations like the game they play every Friday, which is why the Iris kids are especially happy. 

Yunho tsks at the slurring of his friend’s speech, forcefully wrangling the mug of wine away from the alcohol fiend. Or at least, he attempts to, for the son of Dionysus quickly snatches the mug to avoid his prying fingers, an expression of mocking retaliation sent his way.  

“She’s so cool,” Mingi dreamily sighs, having hearts as eyes as he continues to look at you in awe. You’re in the center of the Iris kids circle, a wide smile plastered on your lips as everyone else rejoices on your team’s victory. You meet eyes with both Hongjoong and Yunho (who is still busy trying to keep his feral friend at bay), sending an excited wave their way in greeting which earns back a proud thumbs up from Yunho and a genuinely heartwarming smile from Hongjoong.

“You have to introduce me to her!” Mingi gasps eagerly, hopping around Hongjoong while flailing his arms in glee, unknowingly landing hits on the silently seething raven haired boy who pointedly glares at him in return. 

“You can do it yourself.”

“Someone’s doing it right now,” Jongho points out, the rest of the boys turning their heads to see their own Seonghwa hyung, the head counselor of the Athena cabin, make his way towards you and shake your hand with a gentle smile. It seems that he’s congratulating you for your win and Jongho chortles at the obvious twinkle in the eldest’ eyes. He’s trying to make a move on you.

And he can see why Seonghwa, alongside Hongjoong and Yunho, has taken an interest in you. 

Because although your fellow siblings are urgently trying to sweep you into the dining pavilion for a celebratory dinner, you still take the time to meet the three new faces that are close friends with Hongjoong. Amidst the conversation between the rest of the boys and you, Jongho gets why it’s so easy for Hongjoong and Yunho to be close to you in the span of a week. Your contradictingly soft but bubbly personality seems to shine out of you, easily melting the coldest hearts (cough, Hongjoong hyung, cough), and the way you always seem to have an easy smile on your face softens just about anyone.

It’s easy to like you.

“Who are they?” you question your siblings once you’ve sat in the Iris table in the dining pavilion, distractedly biting onto your chopsticks as you try to be discreet in sneaking a look at the two lone boys sitting separately in the Zeus table and the Poseidon table. Both tables that, apparently, have been unoccupied for years.

A new kid of the big three; Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, always garner attention because they’re so rare in quantity. Especially now that there’s two of them, one of your siblings, Yuna, excitedly jumps to inform you. “We don’t know their names yet but I heard they came in while we were just starting the game. Probably why we didn’t hear anything about them until now,” she shrugs, shoving another piece of gimbap into her mouth. “But the other campers said they got claimed immediately after coming here! That’s usually unheard of from the big three.”

Your brother, Keeho, who took the displeasing choice of sitting beside Yuna grimaces in disgust as he force shut her open chewing mouth. “Don’t talk while you’re chewing.”

You take another look at the two boys sitting silently with their heads slightly lowered, taking note of the unhealed scratches and bruises blooming all over their skin. You gasp, turning back to Keeho to ask, “What happened to them?”

“Heard they were hunted by a minotaur which is why they’re both forced to come here. All of the Apollo kids were stationed at our game earlier in case anything happens, probably why they haven’t had the chance to be healed.”

You shovel the rest of your food down your throat, almost choking in the process which earned a few panicked concerns from your siblings, but you ignore them and quickly move to the closest table, the Zeus table, after chugging down water from your goblet. 

“Hi! I’m ______. It’s nice to meet you.”

The blonde looks up in surprise to see you and you use the short pause to take a good look at his face. Soft slanted eyes that oddly remind you of a cat’s greet you alongside a shy smile that spreads across his face and pops out both of his dimples. 

Oh, you think. You didn’t expect him to be so handsome. You’re screwed.

“_____,” he repeats your name, pleasantly basking in the friendly smile you give him. You slightly waver at the way he says your name so sweetly. “I’m San. It’s nice to meet you too.”

“How are you liking it here?” you ask, trying to start a conversation in hopes of easing his first-day jitters. “I’m also still pretty new here. Just got here last week, actually.”

You can see the tension seep out his shoulders after hearing that you’re one of the newer campers as he gladly sighs in relief. “I’m pretty nervous, I don’t really know what’s going on,” he lets out an emotionless chuckle. “I just found out that my dad isn’t my actual dad and that Zeus? The dude up in the sky? Is apparently my real dad.” 

“Yeah,” you grimace, you still haven’t fully grasped that either. “It took awhile for me to get kinda used to things here but I also somehow feel that I belong here,” you look at him, hoping your effort of comforting him is working. “I think you’ll fit in here soon enough. It’s okay to take things slow.”

This time, San genuinely smiles. “Thanks _____.”

“By the way,” he adds in a whisper, tugging your wrist to bring you closer to him, inadvertently causing your cheeks to warm. “I don’t know much about my… dad or Greek Mythology in that matter, but isn’t he like a major dickhead—”

A thunderous clap of lightning pierces through the suddenly darkened sky, striking a tree that stood closest to the dining pavilion, erupting it in booming flames. Surprised screams break out throughout the dining campers, everyone quickly turning their heads to look at San; the most probable culprit of angering the God of the Sky that one of their trees is now on fire.

“Oh, oops,” the guilty boy winces. “Sorry.”

“San, was that you?” a voice came from behind you, requiring you to turn around to see who it is and oh– it’s the boy who was sitting at the Poseidon table; the other new camper. The raven haired boy looks at you, taking in the horrified look on your face as you resume watching the tree burn after attempting to nod at him in greeting. “Man, what’d you do this time?”

“I didn’t do anything,” the blonde boy Yeosang unfortunately calls his best friend, whines. “It’s just… maybe I said some words I shouldn’t have or whatever. Anyways, can’t you fix that? Shouldn’t you have, like, water powers or something?”

“We literally just got here, idiot,” Yeosang rolls his eyes, though he thinks it’d be pretty cool if he does end up having powers. He turns to your direction, taking the chance to talk to you now that he sees you’ve snapped out of your daze. “I’m sorry about him, he must’ve given you a hard time.”

San lets out an offended “hey!”

“No he didn’t,” you giggle. “It’s just,” you point at the still burning tree and a few campers circling it with buckets of water in hopes of putting out the fire. “It’s not everyday that you see stuff like this.”

Yeosang turns around, whistling lowly once he actually takes in the damage his best friend (his best friend’s dad, actually) has done. “Yeah, that looks pretty bad,” he says.

“Eh,” you shrug. “The Demeter kids are probably upset about it but it’s nothing they can’t fix.”

Your eyes widen, you totally forgot why you wanted to approach them in the first place. “Speaking of fixing,” you usher San out of his table and exchange proper introductions with the raven haired boy named Yeosang before dragging them by the wrists to the Apollo table. “You should really get those wounds healed. The Apollo kids here are the healers, they’ll know what to do.”

A tall boy, who Yeosang presumes to be Yunho based on your calls of his name, smoothly steps out of the table with his siblings and introduces himself to both of them. You told the healer about what you heard, that they were both hunted on the way here; hence the bruises from struggles of their escape. His eyes take in the exhausted figures of the two boys and he tells them that they should follow him to the infirmary to heal and rest up.

“Hey! Wait up!”

A boy with two-toned hair surprisingly holding a can of Diet Coke instead of his regular mug, skips to the group of four, tagging along the remaining of the boys behind him. Already exchanging greetings and introductions, the two new boys are slightly surprised at how friendly they all are but they absolutely do not mind at all, despite how they feel like their bones would crumble in exhaustion at any moment. 

As the nine of them move together towards the infirmary, Wooyoung keeps bugging Yeosang with stupid questions that makes San laugh. (“Can you turn water into wine?” “If I could, wouldn’t that be blasphemy? And shouldn’t you be the one who turns things to wine?”). He’s never met anyone like them and they’re a bit odd but he thinks that he likes that.

He looks at you walking side by side with Yunho, an imposing Mingi trying to squeeze in the very small space left between you and the healer who is now glaring at his tall friend. Jongho watches from the sides, enjoying the suffering his hyung is going through and letting out amused snickers now and then. Seonghwa and Hongjoong look like they’re fighting over something, arms messily flailing against one anothers’, with Seonghwa letting out occasional squeals. San can’t tell if they’re play fighting or serious. 

The blonde smiles, shoving his hands down his pockets. Staying at camp doesn’t sound all too bad now.

“I think you’ll fit in here soon enough.”

He thinks so too.

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