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[heavenlyakin]

Bluelock Tinder Hookup Series: Rin Itoshi

wc: 2520

Warnings: a little ooc for Sae I think, fem reader, use of “brat,” “slut,” and “princess,” spitting, fingering, orgasm denial, and kitchen sex.

Description: Hookup #1 in my latest series. College AU Tinder Hookup Series: starring Rin Itoshi. This is a nontraditional hookup and I hope you enjoy the story! This one is light and silly at first but of course, you get some steamy scenes. Also, if someone guesses what drink Rin makes, I’ll write you something!

The man who sits across from you is not who’s picture you’d been looking at for the last few days. His red hair is definitely not the dark green you’d been expecting, and his features, except his strikingly familiar eyes, are all wrong. 

“You’re not Rin,” you say softly, leaning forward on the table with your elbows. 

“Correct. I’m Sae,” his tone is colder than you expected. “Why’d you want to match with my brother?” 

You laugh, put off by the abruptness of his question. “Why is it any of your business? Where is he? How’d you know I was meeting him here?” 

“Oh, I run his Tinder. He wouldn’t be caught dead in that cesspool. I just like to fuck with people.” He admits, leaning forward. “You’re really pretty, though. So I’ll entertain you.” 

“You’re fucking weird,” you move away, sitting back in your seat and grabbing your purse from the ground. “But, do feel free to give your brother my regards.” 

Sae laughs, a smile plastered on his once bored expression. “Your loss,” he calls back as you walk away. 

Everything about that has triggered something in you. So much so that you delete the Tinder app from your phone. Your walk home is fine, but you find yourself looking behind you to make sure that creep isn’t following you home. He didn’t give you stalker vibes, but who the hell uses their brother to match with girls on Tinder? Especially when they’re that attractive on their own. It’s fucking twisted. 

When you check the time on your phone, you’re not spatially aware of your surroundings and run into someone at the end of a crosswalk. 

“Fuck, I’m so sorry. I’m so stupid, I didn’t even see you in front of me and-” You look up and notice that it’s none other than the man you originally matched with on Tinder; Rin. 

“Watch where you’re going and this won’t happen.” He scoffs, wiping off his shirt. “Wait, are you —-.” 

“Yeah, why?” You look up at him towering over you. 

“You ghosted me today.” He frowns, looking unimpressed with your response. 

“Excuse me?” 

“You’re the girl from Tinder right.” He asks, quieter and looking around to see if anyone is listening to the both of you. 

“Yeah, actually I am. But I’m confused, your brother-” 

“What about my brother?” Anger flares in his voice.

“He met me where we were supposed to meet and I guess tried to flirt with me in some creepy way, and claimed he ran your Tinder account.” 

“What?” He looks shocked. 

“You two need to sort that out. I’m not playing games with either of you.” You start to walk away but Rin grabs your arm. 

“Can you please explain what happened?” He asks, and you nod. 

“Walk with me, we can get a drink at my place. I’ll tell you everything.” You begin walking towards your off-campus apartment and explain in detail what happened. It clearly wasn’t a lot but you can recall every word since it was just a few minutes ago. 

“We didn’t agree to meet at the student union though,” he frowns. 

“You changed it last minute, remember?” You say and he shakes his head no. “Check our messages. I got so mad at your stupid brother that I deleted the app. You’ll see that ten minutes before our date you messaged me to meet at the student union instead.” 

He pulls out his phone as you open the door to the lobby of your apartments. He notices and grabs the door above your head. “After you,” he says. 

You smile and lead him inside and to the elevator. “Well, did you see it?” 

He’s frowning at his phone as you press the button to your floor. “Yeah, but I didn't send this. That fucker must really have my login information.” 

“Yeah, you should change your password.” You comment, not really sure what to say. 

“No wonder I keep getting ghosted.” He sighs, putting his phone back in his pocket. “I’m going to kill him.” 

“You should. It’ll do society a favor.” You tease, nudging him with your elbow. 

He smiles, barely, but it’s there. “Yeah,” he agrees and looks up at the numbers changing above the elevator door. 

The elevator finally stops and you lead him to your apartment, opening the door and walking in before him. “Welcome to my humble abode,” you smile and let him walk in passed you so you can shut the door. 

“It’s nice. Reminds me of my place.” He tells you and stands awkwardly in the middle of your living room. 

“You can sit, make yourself comfortable.” You walk into the kitchen, grabbing some Moscato from your fridge and then you realize you don’t know what he drinks. “Do you like wine? I don’t have beer. Um, I have some vodka and tequila too…” you look through your liquor cabinet. “Oh, I have this gin too.” 

“Do you have lime juice and simple syrup?” He asks, walking over to your breakfast bar across from the cabinets. 

“I think so,” you look further in the fridge and find the simple syrup and a few limes. “I do! Thank god my old roommate was a bartender and left me all this.” 

“Oh, do you live alone now?” Rin asks as he starts to mix himself a drink. 

“As of a few days ago, yeah. She moved back home.” You take another sip of your wine, enjoying the sweet peachy flavor. 

“Ah,” he pours the drink into the glass you hand him after he’s done shaking the drink. He tasted it and buns softly, it must be good. 

“Can I have a taste?” You ask, curious about the drink. “Pretty please,” you bat your eyelashes for effect. 

He grins, shaking his head no. “It’s mine. No.” 

You walk around the breakfast bar, taking the glass from his hand quickly. “It’s my glass. My liquor.” 

He’s faster taking it back, then holding it up so you can’t reach it. “Brats don’t get what they want.” He challenges and your body heats up. 

Oh. 

“I just want a little taste,” you beg, pouting your bottom lip out. 

He takes another sip, his hand caressing your cheeks. As he swallows his thumb grazes across your lip, tugging it down to open your mouth. You oblige, parting your lips and letting him have his way. He takes another sip. 

In a blink of an eye his hand is squeezing your mouth open wider and he spits the drink into your mouth. Your eyes widen and you clench your fists, your body heating up more than before as you slowly swallow the slightly sweet and sour drink. He went heavy on the lime, you realize as it slides down your throat. 

“Good girl, swallowed without me even asking,” he pats your cheek with his fingers and you step closer to him. 

“I-” before you can finish your thought, Rin’s lips are on yours. The taste of his drink floods your mouth with his tongue. You reach for his shirt, grabbing the soft fabric and pulling yourself closer to him so your body is flush with his. 

His hands settle on your hips, pulling you against him, his cock hard under his pants and pressing against you. A moan slips past your lips against Rin’s. 

“Moaning already?” He pulls away, his right hand moving from your hip to your cheek, his thumb teasing your bottom lip again. “I’ve barely touched you, slut.” 

Something about the way the degradation slips past his pretty lips so effortlessly turns you on more.  “Can’t help it,” you shrug looking up at him. 

“I bet you’re soaking wet under those shorts.” He whispers next to your ear, his thumb pressing into your mouth. You close your lips around it and suck lightly. “Should I find out?” 

“Mmhm,” you hum around his thumb desperate for him to touch you. 

His left-hand moves from your hip, tugging your linen shorts open just enough so he can slip his hand in. You feel his fingertips tease the outline of your panties. You want to beg him to hurry up, but you also enjoy the teasing look in his beautiful teal eyes. He wants to drag this out, you realize. He finally presses his fingers against your clit through the thin fabric, and you whimper. 

“I was right,” he smirks, his fingers tracing slow circles as your thighs quiver slightly. “Soaking wet through your flimsy underwear.” 

You pop his thumb out of your mouth, grinning before speaking. “Didn’t expect a soccer player to be so good with his fingers,” his smirk turns to an intense frown. “Aw didn’t like that?” 

“I prefer you with your mouth full.” He tells you, pushing you back against the breakfast bar. His fingers slip into your underwear. 

“Fuck,” you whimper as his thumb teases your clit and his fingers start to enter you. 

“I like that sound as well,” he tells you, a small chuckle leaving his lips. 

Suddenly, he drops to his knees in front of you, pulling your shorts and panties down around your knees as he goes. You gasp and your fingers go right to his hair as he leans forward and his tongue swipes across your cunt. 

“Rin,” you gasp as he slips a finger in you as he sucks on your clit. His hair tangles in your fingers and you grip the breakfast bar with your free hand to steady yourself. He hums against you sending shivers down your legs. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,’ you moan, pulling his hair. 

His fingers pump into you faster while he continues lapping at you like you’re a meal he intends to devour. You throw your head back, letting yourself feel and enjoy every single sensation Rin blesses you with. It’s overwhelming and takes all your strength to stay standing still for him. His grip on your right thigh with his hand is intense, and probably going to leave a bruise. 

Just as you start to feel the familiar build of tension in your lower stomach and your body starts to shake, he pulls away abruptly. 

“Rin, what the fuck,” you gasp, catching your breath and staring down at him. 

He smiles, actually smiles at you. “Impatieny slut,” the words sound beautiful coming from that cruel mouth. 

Your body just wants more, more of him and his cruelty. He stands up, pulling you close and kissing you. The taste of yourself on his lips is erotic. You pull him closer with his belt loops, leaving just enough room for your hands to undo his belt and pants, unzipping the zipper next. 

“Want to go to my bedroom?” You ask as you slowly take his cock in your hand, stoking it once and then twice. 

“Who needs the bedroom? I could take you right here on this counter.” He tells you, his voice serious and rough. “Or do you need some pillows, princess? Can’t take the hard counters?” 

“I can take you, and that’s all that matters, right?” You squeeze his cock a bit tighter and he inhales sharply. “I’m desperate for you,” you put on the sexiest voice you can muster, almost making yourself laugh. 

“Oh shut up,” he mutters, closing his eyes as you continue jerking him off. “Turn around.” 

You let go of him, turning around as he ordered and bracing the breakfast bar with your hands and arms. You feel his hands on your ass before you hear the sound of his pants hitting the ground around his ankles. He cock grazes your ass and you wiggle it at him. 

“Stay still,” he grips you tightly and you feel the head of his cock prodding at your entrance. 

“Oh god,” you whimper as he thrusts inside of you slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size. He makes you feel so full, you’re unable to think of anything but him and his cock inside of you. He moans quietly, barely audible, but you catch it. 

He begins to thrust in and out of you, gripping your hips to keep you still as he fucks you. It’s intense, like him. Everything you imagined this moment might be like is completely shattered and blown away by the actuality of it all. 

“Harder,” you ask, breathless against the countertop and looking back at him as best as you can. 

He laughs, “You need more, princess? Fucking dirty slut.” 

Before today, you’ve never had someone bounce so effortlessly between sweet to cruel names for you and it’s doing something to your body. You don’t think you’ve ever been this aroused or needy for someone in your life. You feel that familiar tension building again, coming back from where Rin denied it earlier. Your body heats up and you try your best to keep from cumming now. 

“Go ahead and cum, princess.” Rin leans down, his body pressing against yours and pushing him deeper into you. “I can always make you cum again. Don’t hold back on me.” He whispers against your ear. 

That’s all it takes. 

You clench around his cock, cumming and moaning a slur of his name and curses. Your body goes limp against the counter. He continues to fuck into you, supporting you with his hands. 

“You feel incredible,” he mumbles, and you imagine he has his head tossed back and is enjoying every second of being inside of you. From what you can see behind you, you’re correct. 

He stops suddenly, and you push up with your arms and look behind you fully. “What, is something wrong?” 

He pulls out of you and without saying a word spins you around. 

“Jump up here,” he pats the top of the breakfast bar. 

You oblige, gripping the edge of the bar with your hands and jumping up. He pushes back inside of you and you wrap your legs around his waist. His lips are on yours before you can think to kiss him first and he begins to fuck into you harder than before. 

You can’t focus on his lips or tongue, only on holding onto him and moaning against his lips. This position feels much more intimate and overwhelming with pleasure. Your nails dig into his skin, his shoulders feel so strong under your fingers that you’re sure this isn’t even noticeable to him. It makes you curious. 

You drag your nails down his back and he groans against your mouth. “Do that again.” 

So you do, and you feel him twitch inside of you. His thrusts become sloppier and faster if that’s even possible. His stamina is unreal, and it makes you want to thank whoever the fuck his coach is for the conditioning he must have put Rin through to build this up. 

“Fuck, oh fuck,” he groans as he cums, thrusting into you a few more times before stilling inside of you. 

He leans his forehead against yours, and it's sweaty, and his hair sticks to your forehead and his. “I need another drink before we go again.” 

“Again?” You laugh, praying your pussy will make it through the day.

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[harry-styles-obsessed]

Anxiety attack

Request: hey please could you do one where y/n has an anxiety attack about something and how Harry would calm her down? I don’t really have much of a story to give but if you could make it up then that would be awesome! Thank you!

Trigger warnings: description of anxiety attack

Sister! Reader x brother! Harry (bf/gf one coming soon<3)

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It was all getting too much for you, you were a full time college student with exams and homework and different assignments practically streaming in at a steady pace. You had over 7 assignments and you didn’t even know where to begin. You were nibbling down against your bottom lip your fingers desperately tapping against the keyboard on your laptop sitting crisscross on one of the kitchen chairs, Harry your older brother was sat on the couch on his phone and although his presence was comforting it felt as if you were suffocating the more you stared at the computer screen but the grip your teeth had on your bottom lip held the heavy anxious breaths keeping you silent as you suffered silently your eyes full of nothing but anxiety. You read the instructions on the screen over and over again, ‘make sure to finish these assessments by the 23rd and once you have successfully completed them make sure to send confirmation to me.’ Your breath hitched as you stared at the screen your lips parting slightly “23rd” you murmured before looking down at the little date icon on the bottom of the screen your eyes widening

“fuck!” You dug your fingers into your scalp squeezing your eyes shut not even noticing the concerned look coming from Harry his phone not discarded to the side of him as he shifted on the couch “everything okay?” He questioned but you could barely hear him, it felt like everything was going wrong. Terribly wrong. Failed assessments were one thing but failed undone assessments were even worse- it all made complete sense yet made no sense at the same time and within seconds your calm composure turned into complete hysterics, a slight hiccup in your breath as you struggled to contain your anxiety your breathing becoming rapid- impossible to calm down- impossible to even breathe, it felt like you could breathe but couldn’t breathe as if you were breathing through a tight limited straw that was slowly being sucked inwards tighter and tighter

“Hey hey hey breathe breathe… breathe.” He stood up from his position on the sofa as he moved towards you his hands immediately resting upon your shoulders in a comforting manner “what’s the matter?” He asked gently wanting to get to the bottom of the issue first “I-I-I’ve got seven assignments to do! And many more and I-I can’t even do them. How pathetic is that? I’m just so fucking lame. I cant do anything” your fingers dug into your skin leaving marks and Harry was quick to grab your hands “yeah let’s not do that” he murmured not wanting you to hurt yourself as he wrapped his arms around you securely “and if I don’t get this done then I’m going to fail the course! I’m not going to achieve my dream.” You sobbed out, maybe it was dramatic but you were truly panicking. “Hey no no absolutely not. Whoever told you that was lying and if that happens then I’ll be suing them immediately not to mention mum will be on their case wouldn’t she? Wouldn’t she.” He spoke looking into your eyes as you eventually nodded your breathing still heavy “just try and calm down for me… even out your breathing.” He crouched down in front of you as you focused your attention on him, his hand lifting up to close the laptop so you didn’t get anymore worked up about it. It was a problem that could be solved easily. “But my teacher…” you started but he shushed you gently “don’t worry about them. If your teacher has anything bitchy to say then they can come to me.” He said with a soft assuring smile “but I’ve got to finish my-“ “no you don’t….” He watched you carefully watching as you calmed down slowly “there you go. Good job. Now y/n,” as he said your name your looked into his eyes “I’m gonna give you two options okay?” You fell silent as you listened to him looking into his eyes and you nodded slowly, being the younger sister of Harry styles was always difficult and always would be but you’d never change it for anything. He was protective over you and knew just how to calm you down and you’d forever be grateful for that. For him.

“We either talk about what’s the matter… because I know it just isn’t the assignments… I know you better than that.” He said giving you a look into which you gave that guilty doe eyed look back to him, he knew you damn well and sometimes it was a good thing but also a bad thing because you could rarely hide anything from him. “Or we can go and get ice cream… have a walk… do whatever you’d like and then we come back here and talk about it then.” He spoke calmly and softly nothing but kindness in his tone “ice cream sounds good.” You said with a soft smile and he nodded standing up as he held his hand out for you to take “ice cream it is.”

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“Can I get just a vanilla ice cream?” You spoke to him looking at him and he smiled “you can get whatever you want to…” he said and you nodded “vanilla ice cream then.” You said and he raised his brows “that’s boring, c’mon, choose something more exquisite!” He teased and you smiled glaring at him before shaking your head “fine. Vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce and sprinkles.” You said giving harry a very obvious side eye as he raised his brows at you “that’s still boring… fine… can she please have a vanilla ice cream two scoops a flake in the top, sprinkles, chocolate sauce and those small fudge pieces… thank you.” He said and you stared at him shocked “how many times have you been here?” You asked playfully and he shrugged at you “and then I’ll just get a bubblegum ice cream” he said and you looked at him grossed out “bubblegum? You weirdo… boringgg” you said and he looked at you unamused “shut up” he murmured playfully.

And so once you both got your ice creams you hooked your arm with his beginning to eat your ice cream as you walked with him slowly he had cheered you up massively and you didn’t quite know how else to thank him but really you knew you didn’t have to thank him due to the fact he was your brother and older brothers were always supposed to protect their younger siblings. You both opted to sit on a bench to eat your ice creams as you both talked about life and anything really until the serious conversation came up and you really didn’t want to bring the mood down but you knew he wouldn’t take no for an answer “it’s just… you know…” you were anxious and Harry could sense that “it’s okay take your time.” He assured and you took a deep breath as you nodded “the assignments I haven’t been able to do them because… I’ve just missed you. You being on tour. I’ve just missed my big brother.” You said softly and he listened his heart aching as he immediately wrapped his arm around you “oh y/n” he whispered gently and you nodded smiling sadly, he should’ve known… tour was always your least favourite as it meant you wouldn’t be able to see him for a long time and it sucked but he didn’t realise it effected you this much. “You’ve got me to yourself now I promise. Not gonna go on tour for a while… and whenever I do… I’m sure there’ll be a spare place for you.” He said looking into your eyes watching as your face lit up and just seeing your face light up made his day he had always been unable to take you on tour for safety factors or simply because of school or college and such but now if you really wanted to he could easily take you and if it made you happy then he would in an instant. “But for now you have me to annoy you.” He said a cheeky smile on his face his dimples appearing before his hands quickly tickled against your sides as you squealed “harry! You tickle me and I’ll puke! Stop it!” You laughed out but he didn’t, he didn’t even notice the paparazzis in the distance but to be frank he didn’t care… he was enjoying a nice day out with his sister and no one was gonna ruin that. No one.

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[ezgee-badally]

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➠ Please read the threads about Dark content, I want everyone to be warned if they want to interact with me, I know that many people don't like interacting with people who like certain topics, so I don't want anyone to be disappointed in me. But making it clear that I DON'T FORCE anyone to read or talk to me about dark topics, mainly because I'm not a big fan of them and most of the time I don't like talking about them. Besides the fact that I also like them in specific conditions and at specific times, I don't want to start any fights by disagreeing about this.

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➤ ANY FEM BLOG THAT INTERACTS WITH MY MASC STORIES AND THE STORIES ONLY (OTHER POSTS ARE FREE) WILL BE BLOCKED! MY MALE STORIES ARE FOR MALES ONLY AND I WILL NO LONGER TOLERATE PEOPLE BREAKING THESE RULES

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➤ Respect above all, no kind of prejudice (homophobia, transphobia, racism etc) will be accepted, offensive things will be dealt with blocking

➤ Beware of constructive criticism, even if you want to help you may end up saying it in a rude way that will make me feel insecure, you are free to express your opinion but not belittle my work

➤ Don't charge me for updates, you're free to ask when I plan to update or if I have an update ready, but don't charge me to update soon, this will also be handled with blocking

➤ I WRITE DARK CONTENT, Although this is not a recurring theme, since I don't like most dark themes, you can still see something dark here, like killer and victim, stepcest and yanderes. All dark stories have their warnings at the beginning so don't say you weren't warned

➤ SOME DARK TOPICS I WRITE: Stepcest, CNC (consensual non-consensual), killer x Victim, yanderes (very little and most without aggression and toxicity), age gap (I don't know if it counts?) etc (I can update when I remember more).

➤ I don't write for OPLA, all my stories are based on what we know from the anime/manga and my own interpretations and hcs, If you don't like it because the personalities are different than in live action, that's your problem! I will not accept any hate about different personalities or comparisons with the live action, subject to ban without thinking twice!! I have no patience when it comes to live action

➤ Don't criticize the themes of my stories, I put warning of all possible triggers and sensitive content in my stories, this includes for nsfw and dark, so don't come complaining that such a story has a dark theme or nsfw fetish since this is explicit in the story warnings

➤ Don't criticize me for the dark themes, I know that many people don't like it and I'm not a fan of most of these things myself, it's just a few themes that catch my attention, but in case you hate everyone in general, you don't have to attack me just for writing, no one is forcing you to read

➤ If you don't like something on the blog, be it a theme, a joke, a story, an event, just don't interact, you don't have to come and attack me, you will just be ignored and if you are not annon you will be blocked

➤ My inbox is open for conversations, memes, questions and whatever else you have on your mind, but be warned that I tend to take a long time to respond, even though I'm active on other parts of Tumblr, it's not out of malice, I just forget to check the ask

➤ My private chat is also open for everything, whether it's for questions you don't want to expose in ask, whether for conversations, memes, outbursts, if you want to be my friend, feel free to call me and talk to me, again i reply as fast as i can but not every day i have the mood for messages

➤ The blog contains SFW and NSFW content, all of which are announced before the story starts, for this reason the blog is not essential +18, but let it be clear that it does have +18 content

➤ I prefer to talk and interact with people +18, but you are not prohibited from interacting with me if you are underage, but if I know that you are underage and you are interacting in my posts +18 I will block you

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#rules

[honeyhotteoks]

TW SA

hi I just wanted to say after being sa it’s been hard to read fic with graphic content especially with bdsm and dom stuff but the way you write it always makes me feel safe and comfortable because you emphasize conversations about consent and comfort and include check ins. It’s also comforting for me to read and imagine what healthy conversations and consent look like. idk how to explain it good I just wanted to say thank you!

oh my gosh, i'm so glad to hear that my writing feels that way especially after that experience. this means a lot to me to know because i really want my writing to be a safe place for readers even when we're dealing with heavy topics.

also... i've mentioned on my blog before, but just in case you or any other readers that are triggered by SA, there is an upcoming scene in my work this night together that may be difficult. please click under the cut to learn more, but please note there will be spoilers.

another little spoiler warning if you opened this!!

so i'll say plainly that there is no actual SA scene; however, in one of the future chapters of TNT there is a scene in which an alpha gets aggressive with our main character and makes unwanted advances. the scene is a little intense and pushes reader into sub-drop. our ateez boys intervene before anything further occurs, but it's definitely written in a way that might mirror an SA experience without being too descriptive.

the after-effects of this scene are where most of the chapter is spent, but our main character has a really hard time with it. there is also a scene in which she wakes up after a really bad nightmare, and she discusses openly how she's feeling with the other characters.

i will be putting a trigger warning on the chapter when it gets posted and providing a brief summary of events so that readers can skip it should they choose.

i'm not sure if you're reading TNT or not, but you might be and you might have missed my earlier warnings so i just want to put it out there. it's very important to me that people triggered by SA are not blindsided by this, so i just wanted to mention it again.

i hope if you do read it that you feel the topic is dealt with correctly.

thank you again for your kind message, and if you or anyone else has questions about that chapter, please feel free to reach out to me.

#answered anon #this night together ask #please be mindful if you click the cut

[fornassau]

Rules and Characters Post!

Mun’s name is Castor, but I will answer to Tori as well. I am transmasc and my pronouns are he/they. I’m pushing 40 and have written for well over 25 years.

This is an independent multi-muse blog for several characters from the show Black Sails and the novel Treasure Island. Muses will be listed at the bottom. You can hit up my inbox anytime with RP memes or otherwise, I love plotting but I like spontaneous writing as well! Feel free to hit up my private messages and I’ll get back to you as soon as I am able.

Since this is based off rather violent characters, there will be NSFW on this blog. I will not write any NSFW content with anyone that is not of the appropriate age. Some things can get very dark and if you have certain triggers, please warn me ahead of time before writing. Also please remember that the opinions of the muses on this blog are their opinions. I don’t necessarily agree with everything that they do.

I like to write semi-para or multi-para, but sometimes I’ll answer asks with shorter responses. I like when others have the same sort of style but I realize that it’s not for everyone. You don’t have to match my post length.

I reserve the right to drop threads. It just happens sometimes, I think all of us writers go through it. I love asks, but I’ll respond to the ones I can and really feel. Also, I’m not a stickler about replies and I’ll never harass you for one so please don’t do that to me! However mun is very nice and ND, and likes to check in on his lovely writing partners. Sometimes this has been misconstrued and I’ve been treated like shit. Really, I’m a friendly person. ^^<3 I like getting to know those I write with.

I ship chemistry. And I like to write far more than just ships. I love drama, anguish, pain and suffering. If you do have an incling on wanting to ship some of my boys, we can always discuss it.

I can’t follow back from this blog as it is a side blog, but I’ll be following you back from my main blog which is @bxnnxrxd . Feel free to follow that main blog and feel free to follow my Our Flag Means Death blog, @izzyeffinhands .

Crossovers and OCs are welcome to engage with any of my pirate folks. I love Our Flag Means Death as well as Pirates of the Caribbean, and anything age of sail, so feel more than welcome to bring your characters here.

The following is a list of muses I write for Black Sails. If you have any questions, feel free to ask away. Flint is the favored muse of this blog.

Billy Bones.

Captain Flint, aka James McGraw.

Calico Jack Rackham.

Captain Charles Vane.

Lord Thomas Hamilton.

#rules and muses #black sails #black sails rp #our flag means death #our flag means death rp #pirate rp #historical rp #pirates of the Caribbean #pirates of the Caribbean RP #potc #potc rp #captain flint #thomas hamilton #billy bones #jack rackham #Charles vane

[puregaalee]

GaaLee Horror Fest 2022 kicks off this Friday, October 28th. This is a quick guide in order to prepare participants for how to post and (for fic writers) what the collection is on Ao3! (Banner by @ghoste-catte)

When is posting?

Posting will begin right at midnight on 10/28. The official posting period will end at 11:59PM on 10/31, and the extension period will be from 11/1 to 11/7.

In the event you were not able to meet the deadline for either official posting or the extension period, but still want to share your piece, please do not hesitate to do so after the event! As long as @puregaalee is tagged and you use the event hashtag, I will see it!

All participants should have heard from me by now with confirmation of their posting dates and times, but if you have not yet filled out the form for posting, please do so ASAP!

Please do not post outside of your designated date/time. If something comes up that prevents you from posting at the time you were assigned, please contact me so we can figure something out!

Before posting, please be sure to refer to The Horrors of Horror if you are concerned about how to tag for triggering content!

What is the Ao3 Collection?

You can find the collection for this event here! It's called GaaLee HorrorFest (make sure HorrorFest is one word!). Anyone who has trouble adding their works to the collection, feel free to message me and I will add it for you!

Template for Posting Fanfiction to Tumblr

A good posting template will help to have an organized and clean looking post, which also helps with getting more views. For this event, you don't have to use a template, but you're welcome to follow this as a guide:

Title: Fandom: Pairing/Characters: Rating: Warnings: [please ensure that any and all triggering content, even spoilers, are tagged accordingly] Word Count/Chapters: Prompts: [please make sure to include all prompts used. images can be linked] Summary: AN: [this is a good place to mention the event and @puregaalee]

When posting, don't forget to tag this blog and use the tag #gaaleehorrorfest22!

Template for Posting Fanart to Tumblr

Posting art is a lot more straightforward, however, when posting your art pieces please do not forget to include the following:

Trigger warnings

Prompts Used

Tag this blog

Tag #gaaleehorrorfest22

Twitter Participants

Posting to twitter, whether fic or art, may be a bit more difficult in terms of getting all the necessary information included. If you are posting to twitter, please do your best to include the following:

Trigger warnings

Prompts Used

Tag sagemodercklee

If you cannot fit all the information above, please ensure you prioritize trigger warnings.

What if I don't have a tumblr? Will you cross-post my work(s)?

Yes! Every piece posted to Twitter and Ao3 will be shared here if the creator doesn't already do so.

When will you reblog my work? How long should I wait before I can assume you haven't seen it?

The goal is to reblog all works as soon as they go up. I am currently disabled and on a medical leave, so there shouldn't be anything keeping me from reblogging promptly.

Additionally, I have the list of everyone who is involved and each person's posting username/site, so if--for whatever reason--I do not see your post in the tag or in my @s I will be able to go to your blog, twitter, or Ao3.

However, if you do not see a reblog or cross-post from me after the first 24 hours, it's safe to assume I didn't see your post. At that time, feel free to contact me directly.

If you have any other questions, please feel free to message me!

Happy hauntings, everyone! -PGL

#gaaleehorrorfest22 #pgl events

[scrappy-urchin]

Rules and Notes for mobile

RP-related stuff:

The Basics:

This is a sideblog to @huds-hub, which means all follows, likes, and comments on posts will come from that account. I’m not mutuals only, so don’t feel discouraged to RP with me if I don’t follow you back!

No godmodding unless it’s discussed beforehand.

Muse does not equal mun. Don’t take any of Undyne’s words or actions as a reflection of what I personally think about you or your character.

I RP with Undertale/Deltarune characters, their (popular) AUs, and OCs based on them, but am multiverse-friendly within those constraints. RPing with muses outside the fandom will be rare and selective.

I am flexible to adjusting small details of my blog’s headcanons to match your muse’s verse. However, I ask that you do not expect Undyne to act out-of-character to appease your depictions.

Timelines are messy and weird. Even though Undyne is a teen and lives pre-game, it doesn’t mean your character needs to be aged down. So, don't worry about it too much. Just have fun and make an interesting story!

Instances of human characters interacting with my Undertale Undyne will be rare. Why would it be common? This fish monster doesn’t care for humanity! If you want someone with a tolerable view of humans, try one of my Deltarune AUs...

Do not reply passively. In other words, your replies should not just react to what my character says and does... it should help move the story forward! RPing is a collaborative effort. If one person carries all the weight of writing the story, it is an unfair balance. The only exception to this is if it has been discussed OOC.

Triggers and Tagging:

I am sensitive about tagging triggers. Please make sure you list any trigger tags on your ‘Rules’ page so I may heed them as best as I can! Whether you RP with me or are just a “spectator,” please shoot me a message if you want me to tag anything. I WILL tag them if you ask - no questions asked!

Themes pertaining to rape, sexual assault, and self-harm by cutting are HARD NOS for me.  Please ask me beforehand if you want the theme of suicide to appear in our RP.  

I tag standard generic warnings, such as #gif warning, #suggestive, #long post, etc…

CONTENT WARNINGS YOU SHOULD BE AWARE OF: please block #violence cw (catch-all tag for intense descriptions of physical conflict), #depression cw (catch-all tag for intensely sad ideations), #food cw, #entomophagous cw (the eating of insects), #eye trauma cw, #blood cw, and #body horror cw, if those topics bother you. They are typically not graphic nor frequent, but I suggest blocking them just in case. I don’t want to ruin anybody’s day. :(

In order for to ensure blacklist scripts are effectively blocking sensitive material, any other content warning tags will be in this format: #[content] cw. If new triggers appear (aside from the ones listed above), the post will be hidden under a ‘Read More.’

Shipping:

I portray Undyne as being exclusively attracted to females. If shipping occurs, it will be will female or feminine-aligned characters that are within the same age range as her.

If interested in shipping with Undyne, please make sure your character is clearly specified on your blog to be of teen age or has a teenage verse.

DO NOT LEWF MY MUSE. The Undyne this blog depicts is AGED-DOWN from her canon age and is under 18 years old. Though she experiences attraction as a typical allo teenager would, I will NEVER write s*xual RPs involving an underage Undyne.

OOC blog-related stuff:

Anyone can follow and ask my Undyne questions! However, I will only RP in threads with designated RP blogs. We don’t have to be mutuals to RP together.

Usage of icons, post formatting, and matching the lengths of my replies doesn’t matter to me. However, matching passion does!

Feel free to send in Magic Anons! However, I’m selective about which ones I accept.

You do not have my permission to use my art specifically made for this blog. All icons are modified from the original game’s icons by me. Same with my fanart. Do not modify or re-upload them on other websites.

I am duplicate-friendly. I love seeing how people interpret canon characters and reading all the different headcanons out there (especially for my favorite fish warrior *_* ). We’re all here to have fun - it’s not a competition!

I am extremely patient with replies. There is no rush in replying swiftly to anything I send you and you don’t need to apologize if you haven’t replied in a long time. After all, RPing is our hobby, not our jobs!

Speaking of which, I. Am. SLOW at replying to threads. If I do not answer quickly, it doesn’t mean I’ve lost interest in our RP. I don’t mind returning to threads even though it’s been months since my writing partners have replied... as long as we are enjoying it!

Please don’t reblog RP threads that do not involve you. Likes and comments are okay.

If you decide to drop one of our RP threads, feel free to send me a message letting me know. I won’t guilt-trip you or ask you why.

If I don’t reply to RP threads, please don’t spam me with messages or make passive-aggressive comments about it. One PM simply reminding me should be enough.

I have the right to discontinue RP threads or not answer asks that I don’t have muse for, turn down story lines, and block people. And so do you! I won’t guilt-trip you about your decision, so please extend that same courtesy to me.

Have fun! If you made it this far and understand the rules, “like” this post so I know you read this page.

Happy RPing!

#rules and notes #about blog #do not reblog #posts for mobile

[alltimefail-sims]

I found your blog recently and I have enjoyed reading about your StrangerVille characters most of all. If it is a spoiler or simply too personal of a queastion please ignore but will religiosity be a substantial part of the story you plan to tell? I ask because this is a trigger for me and I'd like to prepare myself ahead of time. Thank you for sharing your characters, Zoe is my personal favorite. I very much look forward to its release.

Omg hello friend this is so nice???!!! Seriously I'm so glad you're here and that you look forward to this story despite the fact that I am slow as fuck and post more about the characters than I do the story itself lol! But I mean this from the bottom of my heart: PLEASE feel free to message me if you're ever worried that you could be triggered by something in my writing! Even if it could be spoiler-y, I would find a way to answer so nothing is spoiled!

Now to answer your question: religion doesn't influence what I would consider the main plot in any crucial way, but religion does play a significant role in some of the main character's personal arcs and their outlooks on things (such as death, the meaning of life, our purpose as humans, and so on). I guess I would say that I treat religion more as a literary device. For example, Erwin and Maggie Pries grew up Catholic and those beliefs still play a role in Erwin's life - especially because his parents are active churchgoers and believers. There are two scenes in my story that I can think of off the top of my head that take place in a church, but not during a service... they're just settings meant to set a mood, and usually that mood I'm conveying is an air of anxiety or feeling "out of place." Or, for instance, Meredith and Ted Roswell use religion as a kind of character trait for their carefully crafted public persona. The story in and of itself is not religious though; the main plotline is not about religion, there will be no statement on the validity or falsehood of any one belief. Religion is *in* the story, the characters have their own views and experiences (or lack-thereof) with religion, but it is not *the story* if that makes sense?

All that being said, I'll tag any post that I think has a substantially religious/spiritual plotline or conversation with religion tw. I would recommend blocking that tag if religion talk causes you distress or harm, and if I ever don't tag something that you think constitutes a religion trigger warning, please let me know and I'll fix that. Aside from tagging, I'm also happy to summarize a post to you that could be triggering if you need that... again, just message me!

Triggers are very real and I'm not looking to cause anyone harm or diminish a very genuine fear/trauma response that I might not personally share!! I'm always going to do my best to be mindful and intentional with how I cover sensitive topics. I won't lie and say that my Strangerville story is "lighthearted" in any way though, and all the characters are adults who find themselves in varying adult situations, so just keep that in mind and read responsibly! <3 Thank you for this message, I'm so glad you're here!!!!

#Thank you for this ask!! Also thank you for giving me an opportunity to talk about this! #atfs ask #anon #strangerville outtakes

[lunarcovehq]

DEVIL IN A DRESS - PLOT DROP #3

She looked at me, Then I sold my soul, She's the devil, She's the devil in a dress, I'm in peril, She ripped my heart right out my chest

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At laaast... 

A voice echos through the floor of the Casino as the doors swing open. The music cuts out while Pizza Joe urges the dancers to remain swaying until they fix the speaker once more. But, just as the staff of Siren Sounds Radio have come to save the day, getting the music back up and running so that the Dance-A-Thon can continue, one event planner, Dilan Selvi has decided to steal the show. Only something seems to be off about her as she has decided to go out of her way to make a scene going so far as to pour a drink down her sister, Leyla Selvi’s dress, and steal your host poor Pizza Joe’s horn. But, why Dilan is acting so strange is the question?

For those who attended the Magnolia Inn’s White Elephant party back in December, you may remember the gift the Alpha decided to bring and, for those who couldn’t make it, you may have heard some gossip about that evening. Nico Castillo showed up to the party with a mysterious wooden puzzle box that was said to probably not be cursed. Only when Dilan ended up with the box she tossed the gift into the fire place. The box blackened, gave a click and popped open. A flurry of sparks rose up in the fire place and a whisper of a voice was heard from the embers. That same voice is coming out of Dilan’s mouth now, because...

That’s right folks. One of you decided months ago to bring a box harboring a poltergeist to a party. Your lovely admins warned you that the ghost would be making a return and today is that day. Now, Dilan Selvi is possessed and it is up to you to work together to find a way to send the ghost back to where they came.

REMINDERS

For those of you who weren’t here for our Holiday Event: We’ve always welcomed players to bring new ideas to the table and help us mold our plot/overarching story. So, when Penn ( @nicocastillo ) asked us if they could bring a potentially cursed box to the Holiday Event we were more than happy to introduce this fun new element to the RP. The above gives a bit of an overview as to what happened back at White Elephant, but all you need to know if you weren’t there is that Dilan burned a box containing a poltergeist that Nico brought to the holiday party and, when the box was destroyed, the ghost inhabited Dilan. The ghost has been dormant in Dilan all this time, but something during this event triggered the ghost to come out. What that something may be is up to you as players to try to figure out. 

Given that our Spring Blossom Festival Event is a character-building/character-driven event rather than a plot-driven event, we wanted to try something new and integrate players storylines such as the cursed box into fun chaos themed plot drops. There will be another chaos themed plot drop like this dropping later in the week. We are trying these character integrated style plot drops out and will be dropping an OOC survey at the end of the event so that you can give us your feedback as to whether you like them and would like to see more of them or have your characters participate themselves. So, please stay tuned for that!

Also please remember to fill out the Dance-A-Thon partner survey if you haven’t already-  https://forms.gle/57k4bGexPcKXyjSg9 

Anyone who asked to be paired should have received a message from the admins with their pairing by now. If you didn’t react to the last post, but would still like a pairing, you can also feel free to message the main and we’d be more than happy to pair you with someone or plot with other members in the group chat if you would rather choose your character’s partner yourself.

While the event as a whole is mandatory, this plot drop is not mandatory, so if you’d prefer not to react to it you don’t have to.

Feel free to write open or private starters reacting to any of the above. The tag for the event is still lunarcoveevent6. Everything from pictures, outfits & threads etc. should be under this tag. Starters should have both the starter and event tag.

For anyone looking to bring in new characters, we will continue to have regular acceptances throughout the event.

Last, but not least, we hope you have fun!

#lunarcoveevent #lunarcoveevent6 #possession tw

[prpfs]

Looking for some longterm 18+rp partners for a platonic /found family rp in a superhero setting.

Hi! ❄

I'm 22 years old, female, and I have about 8 years of Rp experience. I can write up to 3-6 paragraphs and mostly write in past tense. 3rd person is preffered and I only Rp on Discord.

No NSFW at all.

The rp can be Fandomless and I'm currently interested MCU/Marvel Cinematic Universe; Avengers with either Tony Stark, Steve Rogers or Bucky Barnes acting as my oc's parent/ parental figure or mentor. Peter can be included as well if you don't mind writing multiple characters. I am open to other fandoms as well, so feel free to ask!

From my end, I can add my own oc's since a lot of them are either connected or could help the story to move forward.

So, anyway, my oc has powers that are close to Superman's, but his powers have some drawbacks and he can't fly.

The rp will inbolve some violence, mentions of traumatic events/abuse that occured, etc, but I mostly want to focus on my oc just learning how to trust his new family, the interactions and growing relationships of the characters, conflict/ fears/ missunderstandings that may arrise, etc.

We can plot and share ideas as we go along. My oc can be from 16-18 years old because he's a vigilante during this time, but 13-15 is also welcome if you want the familial/ platonic bonds to be established first.

I have an au version of him that is more jaded and violent than his usual version which never learned to trust anyone. If you want this version, feel free to request more information.

I have the link to his bio on my blog along with information about his powers, how they work and about his family, but there are mentions of abuse and how he was hurt, so just a warning there incase you have any triggers. If you have questions, please ask!

If this interests you, you can find my oc on @azuresrp and you can message me directly or just interact with this post and I'll get back to you!

like if you're interested and anon will get back to you!

#found family rp #fandomless rp #mcu rp #marvel rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #mild

[jaesqueso]

Proving a point (m)

pairing: boyfriend!renjun x fem!reader

summary: renjun had enough with his friends doubting his dom skills so he decides to prove them what he’s capable of

word count: 1,773

warnings: masturbation, fingering, oral sex (giving), unprotected sex (when in doubt don’t go without!), choking and hair pulling, voyerism/exhibition kink

a/n: I never thought I would write renjun smut but he insists on staying in my mind for no reason so I had to... @odentist​ you didn’t ask to be tagged but you encouraged me to do this so this is your fault too 👀 do give me some feedback! ❤

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

As you’re laying in bed busy scrolling through your social media, you don’t even notice your boyfriend blankly staring at the ceiling as his phone keeps buzzing on the side. You hear him huffing and finally grab the device and scroll through the messages on the group chat.

NJM: renjun is really soft

LJN: how could he ever dom someone like Y/N

ML: I don’t see anyone doming her like ever

LDH: I could dom her… just saying

NJM: yeah right

LDH: I could!

LJN: would she let you though…

ML: you guys are drifting from the point

NJM: right!

NJM: renjun!

NJM: are you insisting you could dom someone?

HRJ: ok, that’s enough

HRJ wants to share live video with everyone

ML: what is that?

ML: is it a virus?

LJN joined the share

LDH joined the share

NJM joined the share

LDH: c’mon mark!

ML: ok, alright!

ML joins the share

You feel a soft hand caressing your stomach, slowly moving up around your breast to your collar bones to suddenly grab your neck with a strong grip. You gasp, dropping your phone on the bed, and look to your boyfriend only to notice his phone right in your face.

“The guys keep saying I’m soft… It’s starting to upset me.” Renjun coos from behind the phone. “Should we show them what really happens in this room?”

You nod as best as you can having your neck mobilised. In your sex life together you always took turns in the lead as you’re both ok with being dom or sub, but you had noticed how bothered he has been lately because his friends don’t believe his dominant skills, specially with those angelic facial features.

Renjun takes advantage of your open mouth and lets a string of saliva fall on it leaning down after to kiss your lips before he releases your throat. You swallow his spit and breathe in deeply to refill your lungs, you were no stranger to breath play but this time he really caught you off guard.

He removes the covers off of you and the phone follows the lines of your body, head to toe and back. You look him in the eyes waiting for his instructions, for some reason the thought of his friends watching whatever he’s about to do to you is already soaking your panties.

“Take off your shirt.” He says in a stern voice and you follow his request immediately.

With his free hand he roughly squishes one of your breasts and his mouth sucks on the other one. Making sure the camera is picking up everything he occasionally slaps your boob as he gives your nipple some love bites. You hiss in between soft moans that escape your mouth.

He does that for a while and then leans back to show his friends your abused breasts. Renjun moves down on the bed tapping your leg.

“Open.” He simply says and you already know to spread your legs wide for him.

He moves his phone close to your core running a finger through your slit over your panties. Even with the dim lighting in the room the wet patch in the fabric is pretty clear. He pushes it to the side and runs two fingers between your folds catching some of your juices, then holds his hand up to the camera so the others can see it glistening.

In a quick swipe he removes the last piece of clothing on you and leans between your legs centring your eager pussy on the screen.

“Play with yourself.” Renjun looks you in the eyes and you bite your lip moving a hand down your body.

Your fingers find your clit and you start rubbing circles on it. While you’re focused on your task, in between moans you feel two of his fingers sliding easily inside you. His hand moves in sync with yours so you decide to test the waters slightly speeding up your movements to see if he would do the same. Unfortunately that only made him stop, removing his fingers and getting up to stand next to the bed.

“Did I tell you to go faster?” He says in a harsh tone, his phone capturing your face.

You shake your head not moving an inch.

“I’m gonna ask again. Did I tell you to go faster?” He raises his voice and you know he wants you to use your words.

“No.” Your voice is shaky. “I’m sorry-”

“You’re sorry? Come here and show me.” He looks at his pants then back at you and you know exactly what to do.

You kneel in front of his crotch and massage his bulge.

“No teasing.” He grabs your jaw and you gulp.

You tug at the waistband of his sweatpants and yank them down his legs, followed by his underwear, eyes never leaving his. Renjun lets go of your jaw once his member is free, standing tall in front of your face.

You start licking the tip tasting the pre-cum that’s oozing out. Your tongue moves along the whole length getting it all wet and ready for you to take him in. One of his hands caresses your hair getting it out of your face while the other holds his phone capturing all your moves.

You start sucking the tip of his dick and slowly move your head forward to take more of him in your mouth. His hand that was caressing your hair now grabs a chunk of it pushing you until your nose touches his stomach. You almost gag but close your eyes and breathe through your nose ignoring the fact that his dick is inches away from the back of your throat.

“That’s it, take it all in.” Renjun praises you. “You’re such a good girl.”

You open your eyes to look up at him, tears forming as he loosens his grip on your hair for you to bob you head. As you keep sucking him you can see he’s holding back his moans probably so his friends won’t hear.

Once he’s fully erect inside the warmth of your mouth he pulls out leaving a thread of saliva and pre-cum behind.

“Get on all fours.” He instructs and you quickly get into position.

You moan as he lands a loud smack on your ass and then scream his name when he pushes himself into you without any warning or a trace of mercy.

“You love to be filled up like this don’t you?” He asks staying still inside you.

“Yes!” You reply in a moan. “Your cock always feels so good inside me.”

“Well if you like it so much, why don’t you fuck yourself on it?” You know this is not a question, but an order.

As he stands still you move your hips away from him only to bring them back making his dick go in and out of you. You keep moving like that, earning an occasional slap on the but that gives you motivation to keep fucking yourself on his length. As you start feeling a knot form inside you, you know you need him to take the lead.

“Please Renjun…” You beg still moving your hips. “Please fuck me like only you can.”

“You can’t cum on your own, uh?” He asks in a cocky tone as you vigorously shake your head. “Pathetic.”

He removes his member off of you and flips your body so you’re laying on your side. One of your legs is pushed over his shoulder and he gets back inside you. He now thrusts into you hard and deep as you moan uncontrollably.

The phone is still held up high enough to capture all the action, from your abused pussy to the fucked up expression on your face. Renjun feels you getting closer to your orgasm by the way your clenching around him so he slows his thrusts.

“Don’t you dare cum before I do.” His stern voice goes straight into your core and you bite your lip hard so you don’t cum right there and then.

You close your eyes as he resumes his strong thrusts, clenching your hands on the sheets of your bed as little whimpers escape your mouth.

“You look so desperate, I love that look on your face.” You open your eyes at his words and are confronted by his phone right in front of you.

The thought of his friends being on the other side and seeing you so desperate to cum was not helping your fight against your orgasm so you did the only thing you could think of to drive your boyfriend crazy.

“Shit…” Renjun curses under his breath as you clench around his length rolling your hips just the way he likes it. “You really want to cum that bad?”

“Please Renjun!” You plea knowing you won’t last much longer.

“Alright then.” His voice his shaky now so you know your little stunt is working. “Cum with me, now.”

He takes his hand to your clit but he barely touches it before you come undone on his length moaning loudly. That triggers his own orgasm making him spill his seed inside you. Your body shakes in pleasure and his grip on the phone tightens not to drop it on you as he rides off both your highs.

He then moves the device closer to your core as he slowly takes his dick out. He smiles as he shows the boys his cum dripping out of you while he plays with it pushing it back inside.

When Renjun feels your body relax he cleans you up with a piece of clothing discarded before. He then climbs back on the bed pulling you to his embrace. You curl up on his side hiding your face on his neck.

“Who’s your daddy?” He asks holding up the phone to show both your faces.

“You are, daddy.” You smile against his skin.

“Good girl.” He shows a cocky smile to the camera. “Are you tired?”

You lazily nod.

“Ow, can you handle round two though?”

You lift up your head to face him and nod vigorously while biting your lip.

“That’s my girl.” He gives you a peck on the lips before he continues. “Now, say goodbye to the guys.”

You look at the camera with an ecstatic look on your face and wave.

HRJ stopped sharing live video

NJM: NO

NJM: FREAKIN

NJM: WAY

ML: was this real?

LDH: ok maybe I couldn’t dom her…

LDH: how did he not break with that look on her face?

LJN: I take it all back… RESPECT RENJUN!

#czennet #nctcreations #kpopscape #renjun smut #nct dream smut #nct smut #gimme gimme feedback #thanks for reading

[corrupt-fvcker]

May I please request some Erwin smut? 🥺👉👈 Female-reader if possible. Breeding kink if you're about that, but totally understand if not. Thank you.

Breeding Kink

Breeding Kink ( Erwin Smith x fem!Reader )

Warnings: explicit content, sexual content, mentions of body fluid, mentions of pregnancy, breeding kink, unprotected sex, female reader, fluff, almost too fluffy bc i got distracted from the prompt lol, unedited atm

Word Count: 1.2K

Author’s Note: ooh anon, you’re speaking my language :3 i just wrote out some HCs because i just got my first dose of the vax and i’m feeling extra tired. i might release a one-shot soon. also the header above is not my content, please contact me if you’d like credit.

He will commit to one of these two methods: rough and possessive, or soft and sweet. This truly depends on whatever it was that triggered this deep primal need within him.

Jealousy tends to trigger the tougher side of Erwin. He doesn’t tend to get jealous too often, he trusts you entirely with his heart, it will be often variables the cause him to grow protective of your relationship. His jealousy will never come from a place of insecurity.

But when people get a little too friendly with you, Erwin finds it difficult to suppress the need to prove to everyone that you belong to each other. You are his, and he is yours. And anyone that isn’t aware of this fact, needs to face reality sooner rather than later.

When feeling jealous, expect this man to wrap an arm around your waist and pull you to his side. He respects your privacy and doesn’t want to push boundaries, so he won’t act too cheeky. But, with that being said, Erwin will display a few signs that are explicitly for couples— kissing your cheek, having his arm around you, calling you his “darling”, and other subtle moves that send a clear message.

Now, while Erwin will process his jealousy in a rather tame fashion publicly, he struggles with controlling himself as soon as you two are in the safety of your shared home.

Don’t be too surprised when he’s pushing you up against the front door before it even manages to close completely. Expect him to try to grasp full control over the situation— holding your jaw in his hand as he kisses you, pushing his tongue into your mouth, nipping at your lips, holding your wrists in his free hand— all he wants is to feel like he has some sort of control, even though you both know you equally share the power in your relationship.

He won’t hesitate to bend you over the nearest surface in order to fuck you properly, he doesn’t need a mattress to get the job done. Will hike up your skirt around your hips or yank your pants down below your knees in order to feel you.

Probably doesn’t even bother to take off your panties, will just shove them aside in order to keep them out of the way. Or, if he’s feeling particularly territorial, he’ll rip them off of you and shove them in his pocket. Yeah, don’t expect to ever see those panties ever again.

Definitely not the sweet Erwin you’re so used to. Don’t expect him to call you his darling again for the rest of the night. His baby girl... his sweet thing...

“You’re mine, isn’t that right?” Asks you little questions that he knows you can’t answer because of how lost in pleasure you are.

Turns into a cocky little shit.

“I’m the only one that can make you feel this good. Nobody else can make you cum like this.”

Expect hickeys, bite marks, and bruises. This man is claiming what’s his. Marking his territory. And please, for the love of god, mark him up too. If you reciprocate his need to protect your love, he will glow.

He will definitely fuck you to the point that you’re beginning to feel overstimulated before he even thinks about finishing. If you’re not limp and satisfied, he’s not happy.

“Come on, sweet girl. I know you have another in you.”

But when you get to the point where you can’t handle any more? Expect this man to start rambling. He’s gotten himself so worked up that he didn’t even realize how close to cumming he truly is.

“I’m gonna fill you up, ‘kay?” He’s still thrusting, voice cracking with lust and need. You’re whimpering beneath him, eyes screwing shut at the overwhelming sensation of him pounding into you. “I’m going to fuck a baby into you.”

Now, if you’ve discussed the topic of starting a family previously, this man will cum inside of you without a second thought. If you’ve yet to have that conversation, don’t worry, he’s all talk and will pull out.

If he cums in you, he’ll take one of two routes. Stay inside of you for as long as you allow him to, keeping his cock deep within you so that his seed doesn’t drip out. Or, he’ll pull out and sink between your legs, using his tongue and fingers to keep his cum inside.

Now, if Erwin’s feeling soft and sweet with your it’s most likely triggered by something overwhelmingly domestic. And he isn’t going to act out of possessiveness, but rather his genuine desire to start a family with you. And while it’s not extremely kinky, it’s honestly more of this man just wanting to be happy with you and have living proof of your love in the form of some children.

Will plan out a romantic evening for the two of you, polishing off the night with some sweet love making.

Prefers positions where he can gaze into your eyes. I told you he gets really sappy. Wants to hold your hands as he maintains a steady rhythm.

Oh, and did I forget to mention that this man will make you cum on his tongue and fingers at least twice before he even thinks about his own pleasure? A fucking king.

Expect him to whispering sweet nothings in your ear the entire time.

“Sweet girl, you taste divine.”

“You look so beautiful bouncing on my cock.”

“I can’t wait to watch your belly swell with our child.”

Please beg him to fill you up. He’ll never forget how pretty those words sounded as they spilled from your lips.

He needs cuddles afterwards. As soon as he’s done cleaning you up, please pull this man into your arms and never let’s go.

So tired from previous activities, he will spill his guts to you about his little big family fantasy. Play with his hair as he tells you about how happy you’ll both be at this time next year when your newborn daughter is born.

Yes, Erwin somehow just knew your firstborn was a girl.

“When our daughter—”

“Or son, Erwin.”

“Darling, enough. We’re having a little girl.”

Nobody knows how this man predicted the sex of your firstborn, but he also manages to do it with your other children as well. Motherfucker never misses.

Will try to convince you to have another baby as soon as your youngest begins to get a little too independent for his liking.

“Erwin, she’s only one! She’s only just starting to walk!”

“And the next thing we’ll know is that she’s driving. Please, my love, just one more?”

This goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyways, he would never get you pregnant without your consent. He’s just got a breeding kink, he’s not a maniac.

Is the best husband ever when you’re pregnant. He’s got all of your usual cravings covered and he will wait on your every command. Need a foot massage? He’ll go get the scented lotion you like. Morning sickness? He’s got some ginger tea and crackers waiting at your bedside table. Having bad thoughts about your body? Go lay down on your bed, he’ll spend the rest of the day worshiping you if you’ll allow it.

He’s also just such an amazing father. You can’t even be mad at the fucker for getting you pregnant when you watch him love your children so unconditionally and deeply.

please reblog to help support my blog <33 also, hi anon, sorry for getting off track with your request lol. i know it was supposed to be super smutty and this is pretty much all fluff. i hope you enjoyed it anyways :)

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[true-blue-megamind]

FAN THEORY THURSDAY – Megamind’s Psychology

Special thanks to Sombertide-0for suggesting and discussing part of this week’s topic! If you have a fan theory you’d like to see explored, feel free to message me on Tumblr or look me up on the Megamind’s Evil Lair Discord!

And now, although Metroman threatens to fake his death AGAIN each time I say it: SPOILER WARNING!

Megamind has been through a lot. Anyone familiar with the film can clearly see that fact. However, that raises the question of exactly how his past may have affected his mental and emotional state. Thankfully, the fandom hasn’t let us down, and there are plenty of theories concerning the subject!

If you’ve read previous posts such as How Smart is Megamind, you already know that we’ve established our favorite animated alien truly is a super-genius. What is his psychology like beyond that, however? We’ve already partially touched on the subject in Who Is the Real Megamind Part One, in which we explored the Blue Defender’s personality on the Myers Briggs Type Indicator, but today we’re going to dive deeper, focusing on the nurture side of mental development. Grab your tissues because the old Megamind Pain Train has just pulled back into the station.

Before we get started, however, although this probably goes without saying, we’re dealing with childhood trauma and emotional damage here. Please consider this your trigger warning.

Was Megamind Select Mute?

This concept began when I was discussing an interesting aspect of Megamind’s childhood character with Sombertide-0on the Megamind Discord. (Thank you again for this suggestion!) He brought up something that I had never really considered before: Megamind may have refused to speak as a child.

“What if Megamind was mute, or like just didn't want to talk?”

At first, I wasn’t entirely convinced, but as we talked it over, I quickly began to see that the idea had significant merits. Not only that, it’s supported by evidence from both the film and what we know about psychology. Let’s begin by considering the first.

Near the beginning of the movie, we see the blue alien as a child, both in the jail where he was raised and in his classroom at the suspicious Li’l Gifted School. (That’s a whole other supposition in itself, covered in Six Dark Megamind Fan Theories.) If you look closely, you’ll notice that, regardless of his environment, we never see the extraterrestrial child open his mouth even once. Even while being bullied, the blue boy never once vocalizes any defense or complaint. Sombertide-0 pointed out that this could quite possibly be a psychological condition developed due to trauma. In short, Megamind could have been select mute during his youth.

“He's just silent the entire time, not comfortable talking out loud,” my fellow fan explained.

Real life studies backs this up. According to Psychology Today, selective mutism can develop when “a child experiences a trigger response” which leaves them unable to speak except to certain people and/or in certain highly familiar and comfortable surroundings. Selectively mute children almost never speak aloud in social situations, and display anxious behaviors. It’s not something the child does on purpose, nor is it, as many adults may believe, a form of shyness. The condition often manifests between ages three and six, and can last into adolescence.

That in itself sounds enough like Megamind. He appears to be entering first grade when we see him in school, which would make him five or six years of age: right in the life-stage when selective mutism is likely to develop. He seems nervous yet eager to be liked, however he never speaks a word. There is also further credible evidence that the creators may have made young Megamind select mute on purpose, and it has to do with triggers for the condition. Again, let’s look at the article on Psychology Today.

The neurological basis for selective mutism is thought to be a cascade of events in an area of the brain known as the amygdala, which receives danger signals from the environment. The anxiety from a situation perceived as dangerous to the child’s well-being causes a communication shutdown.

If seeing your entire planet destroyed then being left to essentially fend for yourself in a high-security prison filled with hardened inmates doesn’t count as “danger signals,” I have no idea what would. Furthermore, according to Lumen Learning, selective mutism can, sometimes, go hand in hand with separation anxiety. When a young child loses or fears losing an attachment figure—an adult caretaker on whom the child depends—due to illness, death, divorce, etc., that child can sometimes become select mute. This is vital because not only did Megamind lose his parents at a young age, but in the movie we also see him alone in his own cell when he is around six years old. The combination of being separated not only from his biological mother and father but then from the prison inmates who cared for him as an infant may have resulted in his inability to verbally express himself.

So why does Megamind have no trouble speaking later on? After all, he not only talks aloud as an adult, but has no trouble engaging in public televised evil monologues. The answer may lay in supervillainy itself.

It turns out that this may not be terribly unusual. (I’m referring to the triumph over selective mutism, not the supervillainy.) While some selectively mute children may require psychiatric counseling and speech therapy to overcome the condition, others do manage to conquer it on their own. However, that is most likely to occur when the child has a catalyst of some kind, something positive (or perceived as positive) which acts both as a driving force to work toward social verbal expression as well as source providing some feeling of power over their own lives.

Is it possible that, by acting out and embracing what he thought of as his destiny, Megamind found such a catalyst? We know from the movie scene in which he explains his plan to create a new nemesis that the blue man viewed supervillainy as his “purpose.” Did he cling to it so hard for so long because he subconsciously believed that being the “bad guy” and invoking fear in those around him granted him some sort of control, thus allowing him to become socially vocal? We may never know, but it’s a possibility.

Was Megamind’s Emotional Growth Stunted?

In the DVD commentary, Brent Simons, one of the writers, describes Megamind as having a “childlike mentality.” He goes on to compare the blue man’s actions to that of a preteen boy experiencing the pangs of love for the first time. “[There’s a] girl you like, so naturally you pull her hair. You kidnap her and bring her to you.” Is this true? Is Megamind, at the beginning of the film, at least, behaving with a level of emotionally maturity—or rather lack thereof—befitting a twelve-year-old boy?

According to one fan theory put forward on The Analytical Couch Potato, the answer is yes. This article points out that Megamind does, indeed, already seem to be in love with Roxanne Ritchi and “spends more time during the kidnapping trying to impress Roxie with threatening weapons and torture machines than he does actually trying to kill Metroman.” (Many other fans agree with this assessment, and offer some compelling ideas about why this might be. You can learn more by reading Why Kidnap Roxanne.)

Once again, as with the selective mutism theory, both the film itself as well as psychiatric knowledge seem to back this up. The then-villain seems to treat his fights with Metroman more like a game, again showing a lack of maturity. (Although, to be fair, the DVD commentary makes it clear that he usually goes out of his way to ensure bystanders aren’t injured, so it’s clear he isn’t entirely sophomoric.) As previously alluded to in Are There More Hidden Details in Megamind, we don’t see the first foreshadowing of the blue man’s heel turn both from Bad Guy to hero and from immature to mature until he confronts Hal in his apartment. During that scene, a TV behind Megamind displays a video game screen with the words “Game Over.” A few minutes later, the idea is reinforced as Titan utters the same phrase just before attempting to murder Megamind. This may be the DreamWorks’ team’s clever hint that the alien super-genius is going to eventually stop playing around and begin taking his role in Metro City seriously.

In fact, by comparing his fight with Metroman to his second battle with Hal/Titan, major differences become apparent. When facing the latter for the final time, Megamind offers no “witty back and forth banter” or overblown monologues. He is approaching the confrontation with a new grave and earnest dedication. While he may still possess the humorous, energetically playful personality we all love, the blue man has obviously matured a great deal in a short time.

Why might this be? The aforementioned article on the Analytical Couch Potato goes on to suggest that what we may be seeing here is the psychology behind Attachment Theory. This is where the separation anxiety we discussed in the last section may come into play again. Because he had no real parent figure, Megamind was emotionally neglected as a child—not surprising given his being raised in a prison—and thus he never experienced positive affirmation during his youth. (Indeed, Roxanne herself hints at this when she informs the jubilant crowd at the end of the movie: “he’s not used to positive feedback.”) That lack of positive reinforcement can cause a child’s emotional growth to stagnate.

This is not unusual, as the article points out, drawing information from psychologist John Bowlby’s work. In fact, Megamind’s motivations throughout the movie—from his choice to embrace what he felt was his proper social place as a supervillain to his ceaseless efforts to impress Roxanne—can be viewed as a constant quest to obtain some sort of recognition from those around him, and his lack of maturity can be directly linked to that.

“Those without regular stimulation and attention from caregivers suffer from delays in intellectual development,” the article explains. “Megamind’s mentality is very much still [that] of a child’s, seeking constant affirmation from his peers and loved ones in a way that he was not exposed to growing up.”

Again and again, we see this emotional immaturity come into play during the film, and if you look closely, you can see the blue man slowly overcome it as the narrative progresses. He not only kidnaps Roxanne because he’s unsure of how else to get her attention—although, as mentioned before, an alternate fan theory suggests that this may be partially due to an alien courting instinct—but he also behaves in a rather childish way while bantering with Metroman, creates some frankly absurd deathtraps such as the Boot Wheel of Death, completely disregards the inevitable negative consequences of hiding his identity from someone he’s dating, and argues with Minion in a manner that, frankly, sounds like a couple of teenage brothers having a fight.

Later on, however, he chooses to seek help in saving the city rather than fleeing Titan, recognizing both a problem that needs addressing as well as his own limitations. He turns himself into prison, displaying a willingness to atone for what he’s done. He apologizes for past wrongs, from criminal acts to his treatment of Minion, and begs that he and he alone, not Metro City, be made to answer for those crimes. Finally, of course, he shoulders the responsibility of Defender, coming to Roxanne’s rescue with the aid of his trusty sidekick and officially stepping into the role of hero afterward. Despite the fact that Megamind is estimated to be in his mid- to late-thirties at the time of the narrative, this movie can be viewed as a sort of Coming of Age story.

There are other fan theories connected to this subject, of course—it’s been suggested that Megamind may have an anxiety disorder, could be high-functioning autistic, and is likely going through a midlife crisis during the film—but I will leave it there for this week. (Depending on the response to this post, I may write a follow-up article addressing some of those other ideas concerning the blue man’s psychology.) At any rate, the mere fact that the team at DreamWorks, from the writers to the animators, created a character so real and complex he can be psycho-analyzed speaks volumes about the amount of dedication that was put into this film. We should all take a moment to appreciate that, as it’s something that makes the protagonist not only more interesting but also more relatable to all of us imperfect viewers out there. Until next time, I hope you enjoyed this Fan Theory Thursday!

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[ladyartemesia]

The Luna

◐ PART VII of THE ALPHA ◐

◐ Series Masterlist ◐

◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Part IV ◐ Part V ◐ Part VI ◐

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: Hard Mature 18+ (for this installment)

Warnings: this one is a little darker... implied violence, mentions of blood, ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming, sexual innuendo, discussion of violence relating to ritual combat, possessive behavior, injuries and discussion of injuries, discussions or ruts, (non-explicit) kidnapping and drugging, its not as bad as it sounds, but it is definitely a bit darker...

Word Count: 4200

Author’s Note: You have no idea what your support has meant to me. After getting the dreaded Covid it was awhile before I had the energy to work on this. Truly your asks and your messages and comments...they made me so happy. You made me believe that people wouldn’t forget about this story. I am so grateful you were able to wait. As always, my angels @ppersonna @xjoonchildx @untaemedqueen and @underthejoon were the best betas and the best friends anyone could ask for. My thanks to ALL of you for helping me bring this story to life! I don’t know what I would do without your daily encouragement and your daily support. You guys are the heartbeat of this story. 

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Fifteen Years Ago...

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“It can’t be-”

“Run for the elders! Quickly! 

“Red smoke rises from the Luna’s hearth!”

The red smoke was invented by the first wolf known to mate a witch. Legend has it that their bond lent him some of her magic and with it he created a mystical powder that unleashed bloody plumes like knife slashes in the clouds. 

It was a distress call. 

A wolf in danger or in need could throw the powder (usually into their fireplace) and the red smoke would rise - drawing others to their aid. 

No fire was needed and the strange shimmering clouds it produced could even be seen on a moonless night. 

“What happened? Where is the Luna?”

The chief elder was still out of breath, having charged over from his chambers to find Isa in hysterics. 

“She’s gone! Something scared her! It triggered a half-shift!”

His eyes widened in fear and alarm. 

“She’s too young to half-shift. The energy it would take-”

Isa broke into sobs again. 

The girl was only five years old. She and her wolf were too volatile to merge safely. The wolf would be frightened - it would run. 

Eventually the child might regain control, but she would have no way of knowing where she was or how she got there… 

And she would be weak. The effects of the shift were too much for a pup that age. 

The chief elder felt true terror grip his heart. 

“Call for the alphas - immediately!”

Although they were technically one of the oldest bloodlines in the village, Park Clan had only five families to its name - all betas. 

Except for one. 

Park Jimin was the first alpha ever born to the Parks and as such he became the head of his family on the day of his birth - officially the youngest clan leader in history. 

When the call for alphas spread through the village, nine year-old Jimin was roused from his bed to serve on behalf of his people. 

Clan alphas were required to report, regardless of their age. 

“I don’t have to tell any of you what is at stake. Our pack has been entrusted with the Luna’s bloodline. Her safety is our sacred commission.”

The woods were no place for a child. If fluctuating temperatures and possible starvation weren’t bad enough, there were wild bears, packless ferals, rogue witches, snakes, and worst of all-

Unblessed wolves—animals without a human heart. They were by far the most pressing danger to the little girl. 

“Surely young Park can remain at home for this,” Jeon Jinseok pressed. The boy was barely older than his grandson, Jungkook, and he was reluctant to endanger another pup needlessly. 

Some quiet murmurs of assent could be heard around the elder’s chambers, however the chief elder himself shook his head sadly. 

“I understand your concern… but the law is the law. Every clan alpha is sworn to such a task. He took an oath after his first transformation-”

“He was seven-”

“An oath is still an oath.”

All eyes turned to the gentle voice in the corner. The Park alpha looked impossibly small and soft. 

But his gaze burned with determination. 

“It is my right and duty to seek the Luna alongside all of you.” His round little jaw clenched stubbornly. “I’m not afraid.”

The sound of bones and sinew shifting filled the air as one by one the clan alphas fell to their wolf forms and took off into the forest. 

Until only a small silver wolf remained. 

The chief elder sighed. 

The boy would not undergo the Change for another six years. The mental link between his wolf and human forms was not yet complete. It was difficult for information to pass from one to the other. 

“You are the wolf force of Park Jimin.”

After a moment the wolf nodded.

“You were called here because the Luna has gone missing and you must find her if you can. Search the woods until your wolf force can endure no longer and then return. If you find the child, bring her home as soon as possible.”

The young wolf nodded again and then disappeared into the night. 

It was cold. 

The last thing you remembered was a loud noise. It was too close - you panicked-

Then there was heat and pain and running and now this-

Darkness and barren trees looming over you as far as your frightened eyes could see. 

“...Hello?”

Your hands were bleeding. Tears began to slide softly down your cheek as your lips trembled. 

“H-Hello?”

Jimin had never been allowed into the forest alone. A myriad of new shapes and odd smells assaulted his senses as he ran. 

He had only seen you a handful of times. 

Bright silver eyes with a smile that could set even the coldest heart into bloom. 

Now you needed him.

And he was going to save you. 

It was not a question or a matter of chance in his mind. He was meant to find you. It was as if a thread from his chest was bound to a thread from yours and his wolf knew to follow it without question or thought for its significance. 

I’m coming, little Luna. Hold on. 

Your nose was not yet fully developed, but the stench creeping through the air toward you was unmistakable. 

Unblessed. 

A soulless wolf. 

The last time you encountered it was after a hunt. Your father killed one who attacked him and he brought it home for you to scent. 

So you could recognize the smell of danger. 

Gradually two shining eyes emerged from the darkness, yet unlike the wolves of your village, these were dark and fathomless-

Hungry. 

You couldn’t tell much about its age or coloring, it was too thin - too dirty, but the bared teeth and steady progress closer signaled its intent clearly. 

“Please,” you whispered, as it crouched back on its hind legs, preparing to strike. 

Tears blurred your vision as you heard it leap forward. 

But the strike never came. 

Another wolf tackled it to the ground before it could reach you. The two of them tangled viciously in the moonlight; a terrifying mass of snarling and claws. 

The smaller fighter was already bleeding, but he clamped down on his opponent’s throat in the first hit and hung on to it even as the animal snapped and scratched brutally at his skin. 

Jimin could feel his strength beginning to fail him. The pain was excruciating, but he had to endure. If he let go, he was lost- 

You were lost.

So he held. 

And at last the soulless wolf collapsed on top of him. 

For a moment, all was quiet. 

Jimin felt the wounds over his hide begin to tug at the edge of his consciousness. Accelerated healing could only do so much... He was hurt badly. 

Then two small hands began to push at the unblessed corpse. Small huffs and heaves poured from you as you worked to free him from beneath his defeated foe. 

“Don’t be afraid, Silver,” you grunted, “Momma says the healing works best if you can get warm.” 

With one final heave you disposed of the beast as best you could, then moved to wrap your body around your injured champion. 

“I can help,” you whispered, letting the tears fall freely. His soft whimpers were the only reply you received as you snuggled in closer, running your hands gently over the soft fur. 

The young wolf’s eyes were already beginning to lose focus. 

“Please goddess,” you begged into the night. “Please save him.”

Then the two of you drifted into a heavy sleep. 

Jimin opened his eyes again just as the dawn broke. 

He was still in wolf form, but the pain of his injuries had lessened considerably. 

Either that or he was becoming numb. 

His eyes dropped to the figure curled up next to him and his heart stirred. You were so pale… and he could feel your small body shivering violently against his chest.

She will not last much longer...

It took nearly everything he had to stand to his feet and nudge you awake. 

“Will you bring me back, Silver?” you asked weakly. 

Jimin nodded and the two of you stumbled forward into the forest, trusting the vague recollections of his wolf instincts to lead you home. 

Isa was beside herself with worry. Wolves came and went throughout the night-

But there was still no sign of you. 

And the odds of a child surviving the woods alone with no heat and no protection were slim at best. 

Her hands shook as she gathered feed for the horses from the storeroom near the back of the house. She willed herself to complete the task - any task - in an effort to busy her mind and perhaps achieve a moment of respite. 

Her hand closed around the back door handle and she started forward - only to nearly lose her balance over something lying on the porch. 

The bucket of feed dropped from her grasp, sending kernels of grain in all directions. 

Two bodies lay in a heap at her feet, clutching one another desperately. The Luna and her silver wolf were covered in matted blood and dirt. 

But they were alive. 

Isa began to scream, drawing out the other two occupants of the house; her husband Roojin and his younger sister, a beta healer named Ryn. 

“Oh my goddess,” Ryn gasped, “that’s the Park alpha! I heard some of the elders saying that he hadn’t checked in last night!”

“Get them inside. If we don’t act quickly we could lose them.”

Roojin tried to lift you away from the wolf, but the action was enough to rouse you and you immediately began to kick and scream frantically. 

“No! I won’t leave him!” you sobbed, wrapping your body even tighter around the injured pup. “Silver, wake up! Please wake up!”

“Baby you need to let him go! We have to treat him!”

But you were frantic, refusing - violently - to be separated from your rescuer. 

Ryn was eventually forced to grab a syringe from her field kit to sedate you. 

Isa carried your limp body to the fireplace and began to peel off your wet clothes while Ryn and Roojin dealt with Jimin’s injuries in the kitchen. Blood dripped over the tabletop and puddled ominously on the floor while they worked. 

“It looks like he was attacked.” Ryn’s eyes began to water. “What a brave little boy.”

“How the hell did he survive this?”

“I don’t know, but without a healing touch he’ll die.” She ripped her gloves off and rolled up her sleeves. “Stand back.”

Twenty minutes later Isa and Roojin caught the young healer as her legs gave out from under her. She had poured the majority of her energy into restoring the young Park alpha - perhaps more than was strictly safe-

But he would survive and that was all that mattered. 

“I must contact the elders,” Isa murmured as she helped Ryn to a seat near the hearth. “In all the chaos I forgot to tell them that we found her.”

Roojin sighed, letting his eyes drift back to the table. 

“That pup brought her back, but I wonder if they’ll even believe it. I wouldn’t - not if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.”

“No...” Ryn whispered from the chair. “You can’t tell them about the boy.”

“Why not? He’s the only reason she’s still alive. He deserves to be recognized.”

“You don’t understand,” she shook her head weakly. “His clan is nothing. They have no power - no other alphas. This will make him a target. The alpha pups will challenge him and the stronger clans will see him as a threat to their influence…”

She pulled herself upright and limped over to the table where the young wolf slept. 

“But he's just a child….and small for his age at that. He has no powerful clansmen to protect him from the ramifications of this.” 

Her hands clenched to fists. 

“When his human form returns, he won’t remember saving the Luna. We’ll take him to his mother’s home at nightfall - make it seem like he wandered back. He may garner some respect for surviving the woods, but then they’ll leave him alone… and he can go on living his life in peace.”

Ryn turned to face them both with a determined expression. 

“We owe him that.”

“Where is the silver wolf? Where have you taken him?”

As soon as the sedative wore off you reached for the boy once again, only to find that he was gone. 

“The silver wolf was hurt very badly, sweetheart. Your aunt carried him away to be treated.”

“I have to go with him! He needs me!”

“No, honey - you can’t-”

Isa pulled you into her arms and you collapsed into helpless sobs. The last twenty-four hours had finally caught up with you. 

You were too weak to fight back. 

“Luna… the silver wolf is in danger. Are you willing to keep him safe?”

You nodded fiercely, letting the flow of your tears soak through your mother’s sleeves. 

“Then you must never tell another soul that the silver wolf saved you. No one can know that he was with you in the forest.”

Your eyes narrowed in confusion. 

“But-”

“You will tell everyone that you found the way back alone. Do not mention the silver wolf.”

Isa lifted your chin till your eyes met hers. 

“Promise me, Luna.”

Your heart squeezed painfully in your chest as you thought of your champion. He had spared you from a gruesome fate and you did not even know his name. 

You wanted so desperately to thank him. 

Last night, you were so cold - so afraid - that you hadn’t said it...

Now you never could. 

So instead you would protect him - no matter what it cost. 

“I promise.”

———◐——— 

Today...

———◐———  

“I don’t like him.”

Jimin tilted his head slightly toward his best friend.

“Who?”

Taehyung took a long sip of water then moved his hand to cover his mouth. To an outside observer he would appear to be wiping excess liquid from his lips. 

“The senior envoy from the Iron Claw pack.” He shook his head. “Something about him is off. He’s ill at ease.”

All the major packs of the mountain nations dispatched representatives to greet and solidify their relations with the new Alpha. 

Any pack who failed to send a proper delegation risked a diplomatic incident. 

The first twenty-four hours held great significance when it came to the transfer of power. The official term for the tradition-packed period between the revelation of the Alpha and his ultimate reunion with the Luna was called “The King’s New Moon.”

The new moon was the darkest phase of the lunar cycle and the immediate separation from his mate was meant to be a test of the Alpha’s restraint and bearing. 

Jimin wanted to put his fist through a wall. 

He missed you. 

Fighting Namjoon was nothing compared to the torture of this bureaucratic circus.

As the day progressed he was extremely grateful to have Yoongi and Taehyung at his side. Yoongi agreed to act as interim Praetor while Namjoon recovered and he and Taehyung were quick to fill in any knowledge gaps Jimin had with regards to protocol. 

The first round of ceremonial greetings between packs dragged on more than an hour before the bell struck for a brief recess. In fact, until Taehyung’s rather strange pronouncement, nearly every moment played out with boring predictability.

Though there was one notable surprise. 

Apparently the Iron Claw pack had just undergone a change of leadership and was now under the command of a female alpha named Azira Kai. 

Authority in the Iron Claw pack was traditionally decided through combat, and Azira beat nearly thirty-five challengers to ascend as queen. 

Female alphas were extraordinarily rare. Jimin knew they existed, but Azira was the first one he’d ever heard of. 

Iron Claw’s senior envoy delivered the news himself at the start of the ceremony and personally conveyed the queen’s well wishes. 

Jimin eyed the representative in question speculatively from his corner of the table. At first glance the man seemed much like every other emissary gathered in the crowded hall to fulfil centuries old obligations. But Taehyung had always possessed a strange sense about people. 

His instincts could not be easily dismissed. 

“I will keep that in mind,” he whispered as he sent the young man a courteous nod.

The sun had already begun to set when a messenger from the chief elder’s chambers arrived at your door. At long last the ceremonial requirements were drawing to a close and soon the elder’s council would be sending you instructions.

However...‘soon’ could mean anything from twenty minutes to five hours. 

“You might as well rest while you can,” Jin teased with a salacious wiggle of his brows. “Who knows what strenuous activity you might find yourself involved in when they finally let that boy loose.”

You rolled your eyes, trying to pretend that your cheeks weren’t burning with embarrassment. 

“I will rest, but not for any reason you’re thinking.”

Truth be told, your nerves were a bit… frayed. 

A frustration was building within you and nothing seemed to satisfy it. You weren’t even sure what you were wanting, but you definitely wanted it. 

“Of course not,” your cousin chuckled as you gathered your gloves and wandered back to the bedroom. 

An hour later Jin’s boredom found him snuggled up on the couch near the fireplace reading over an old cookbook from your mother’s pantry.

“Heavens… no wonder Aunt Isa’s kimchi is so dry. This is a disgrace.”

Suddenly the front door began to shake and pound violently. Strange smells carried through the air and his eyes widened. 

Foreign wolves. 

He drew in a deep breath and immediately growled in frustration. 

Foreign alphas.

A small bowl of red powder sat on the mantle above the hearth. Jin just barely managed to toss it into the flames before the door splintered off its hinges. 

“Hello boys,” he drawled, unleashing a massive dose of pheromones while the knives strapped to his forearms slid smoothly to his hands. “What brings you here?”

“I just heard the strangest news,” Min Yoongi narrowed his eyes at the small scrap of paper passed to him by one of the council aides. 

“Oh?”

The next set of guild masters were making their way to Jimin at a snail’s pace. It would be several seconds before he needed to greet them. 

“One of the healers sent word that Namjoon has disappeared from his assigned recovery room.” He shook his head curiously. “Where do you suppose he’s gone?”

Jimin’s eyes widened. 

That mangy mutt. He’s probably bent Yunli over every surface of her brother’s house by now. Goddess above! He couldn’t hold out for six more days? 

“I’m sure I have no idea.”

I should have killed him. This is a disaster. He can barely walk, how does he expect to-

“The Miner’s Guild is honored to serve at the pleasure of the Alpha.”

Jimin nodded regally and forced up a pleasant smile. 

“The honor is entirely mine, Master Lee. I look forward to-”

A loud crash split the solemn hush of the room as a young member of the council guard burst through the heavy wooden doors. 

“Red smoke! Red smoke rises from the Luna’s hearth!”

Jimin felt his heart plummet into his stomach. 

Chaos erupted immediately. 

“Call for the guards!”

“We must notify the healers.”

“The messengers just spoke to her-”

“Is it an attack?”

“ENOUGH!”

The Alpha’s voice cut across the assembly with authoritative resonance. 

Every eye turned to him in expectation. 

But he could only think of you. 

“Jung, lock the building down. Take your clansmen and seal off every entrance.”

Murmurs began to stir through the hall as Hoseok directed his people toward the access points, but he ignored them. 

“Choi. Make for the healers. Have a dozen of them meet us there.”

Jimin was already heading for the door. The deadly length of his claws flashed ominously in the firelight. 

“Kim, Min, Jeon - with me.”

The three alphas in question fell in step behind him without a word. 

The scene at the Luna’s home was nightmarish. 

Jimin ran to your room immediately, but all he found was a broken window and the lingering scent of your fear. 

His wolf howled in anguish as he fell to his knees and screamed in rage. 

At the front of the house four badly beaten bodies lay strewn about the kitchen and living room area. Most of the furniture was destroyed and the scent of carnage soaked the air. 

“Jin!”

The omega stood at the center of the rubble. There was a nasty slash running up his right leg and another grievous wound near his ribs. 

But his arms were wrapped around a massive foriegn wolf with the thin blade of his favorite knife pressed against the intruders throat. 

“What happened here?” Yoongi gasped. “And that smell-” he moved his hand to cover his nose. 

“Pheromones,” Taehyung nearly gagged. 

His eyes fell to the corpses - examining their injuries with a critical gaze. 

“Jin, you dangerous bastard.”

The omega simply smiled and forced the prisoner onto his knees. 

“I don’t understand…” Jungkook shook his head. 

“He flooded them with omega pheromones... These four were unmated.” The Kim alpha let out a cold chuckle. “He triggered their ruts… and they killed each other over him.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened. 

Male omegas really were terrifying.

Taehyung’s eyes narrowed and he considered the scene. 

“None of this makes sense. The scent markers are clearly from the Iron Claw pack. They didn’t even bother to mask…”

Jungkook and Yoongi began to search the bodies for any hint of their motives or identity when Jimin returned from your room. His fury was palpable in the air around him. 

“Why would anyone kidnap a Luna?” he snarled. “The divine bloodline is sacred to all wolves. Who would be so reckless?”

Jin shook his head.

“I don’t know.” His knife twisted into the prisoner’s neck. “But he does.”

Jimin crouched down in front of the foreigner, fighting every urge in his soul to tear the mountains apart for his mate.  

“Where is she?”

The prisoner sneered.

“You may be a powerful Alpha, but you are not of my pack or my blood.  I’ll never tell you anything.”

“Oh,” Jimin’s eyes flashed with golden fire, “I think you will.” 

Heavy. 

That was how you felt. 

Your body was sore (like it had been tossed and carried a long distance) and your mind was out of focus (as if everything around you was moving either too quickly or too slowly - honestly you couldn’t quite tell).

You remembered being drugged; some sort of compound pressed against your nose and mouth.  

Glass from the window shattered onto your face…

Then unfamiliar scents and unfamiliar hands closed in on all sides. 

Too fast for you to react.

Too shocking for anyone to have predicted. 

Nothing like this had ever happened and there was no reason to believe it would. 

To harm a Luna was sacrilege. 

It was simply not done. 

What could drive men to such a course of action? 

You should be afraid; terrified even.  

But you weren’t.

Your eyes fluttered open to take your new surroundings. You could vaguely see the shape of seven or eight wolves - alphas by the smell of them-

And then you smiled. 

It wasn’t your usual impish grin or anything close to soft or inviting. 

It was a cold twist that crept over your lips as you watched your abductors set up their camp. 

After a moment, one of them noticed your strange expression. 

“Looks like the little Luna hit her head on the way here,” he called out to his comrades with an amused snort. “You should have been more careful with her, Mac.”

He shook his head and made his way over to where you were tied up. The young alpha reeked so heavily of sweat and self-importance, you almost gagged. 

“What’s got you so amused, Miss Luna?”

It was more of a taunt than a question, but your smile widened nonetheless. 

“My mate is going to kill you.” 

Shock flickered over his features for just a second before he threw his head back and laughed. 

“We’ll be long gone before your sweet little alpha even knows we’re here.” He gripped your chin between his fingers and you snarled. “We masked our scent as soon as we got you - and there isn’t a wolf alive that could track our crew through the woods.”

“You’re wrong,” you whispered. 

Jimin’s face flashed through your mind - followed immediately by another memory, buried deeply, but never forgotten—

of a frightened little girl and the silver wolf who braved the forest and fought a monster to save her. 

“He’ll come for me - no matter what precautions you’ve taken.” You leaned forward a bit, letting the conviction in your gaze blaze through to the depths of your captor’s soul. “And then - he’ll come for you.” 

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