#if you say you’re 16 i trust you but please don’t lie to me
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silver soul !
pairing; finnick odair x fem reader
summary; you’ve been reaped for the 68th annual games,as you say your goodbyes you realize the ocean is not the only thing you are leaving behind.
contains ; ANGST, sadness, unconfessed loves.
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you’re sitting atop the smoothest rock nearing the shoreline, too close to be dry but too far to be soaked. the air is cool despite the season. something somber lays in the air- as if nature can read the silence between you and finnick.
oh, finnick.
you wait for him to speak, for him to say goodbye and let you go. let you move onto your impending doom. but he doesn’t speak- he doesn’t even move. no noise is emitting from him, you’re not even sure you can hear his breathing- the typically obnoxious huffs and puffs he exudes are gone and he remains next to you in these final moments on district 4- refusing to speak.
he’d prayed to any god that would listen for the 68th hunger games to have mercy on you. he wouldn’t give just an arm and a leg for your safety. he would give anything that belonged to him to ensure that you’d return home, back to him, back to whatever you two were in.
he could’ve crumpled to the floor when he’d heard your name called, when nobody had volunteered. why you? why not anyone else? anyone but her.
“i’ll be okay.”
you couldn’t promise that, you knew it was a lie, you’re only 16, you have nothing to depend on getting you through the games.
“i’ll be your mentor. i’ll find you sponsors. let me help you.” finnick pleads, his eyes lowly looking into yours.
it is only then you want to break into pieces in his arms. you want to sob. you want to retreat back to your family, back to his safe presence. he looks so pure with the sparkle of grace in his eye, deeply at variance to the picture that’s been painted to the capitol. his altruistic belief in you when even now, you are certain you won’t make it far in these games, gives you a rush.
you don’t respond to his desperate offers. you only look down to your lap- at your dress playing with the simple garment. you laugh breathily, “what are the odds.”
‘not in my favor’ he selfishly thinks. he may still have a life whether you win or lose this game- but will he be alive? will he have his anchor?
he shames the world, shames the capitol, shames all of the people who sat back and let you walk onto that stage, shames the game makers who would ever let you step foot in that arena. he needs you to be okay. this world is cruel, cruel to do this to his girl.
“please trust me, i will get you out of these games. you will be a victor and we can live in peace, y/n.”
he sins. he lies. he deceives. straight through his teeth. no matter the outcome you will never live in peace once your out of this. you will never be the same girl.
you think back to his own games. though he has yet to directly say his nightly terrors, his daily horrors, the acts he’s committed that he will never say as he looks into your loving eyes. the capitol has not had lenience on this boy, only a boy, but with troubles of a man.
there is no outcome of this predicament that either of you favor. no scenario in which the world grants you the rest you deserve. you want to scream, cry, pour your heart into him. let him fully consume every fiber that holds you together, all the words you’ve never yet said to him lay heavy on your heart. now it is your turn to stay silent, to lose all oxygen in your lungs, let the blood leave your face. but your voice fails you, “i trust you finnick.”
i trust that i am safe with you. i trust that you won’t let me die. i trust that i will make it back to you. i trust you.
he pulls you into him, his cheeks are wet, there’s a lump in his throat but he does not speak. he simply holds your head onto his chest- his fingers lock into yours as if that’s where they were made to lay.
your words continue to lie dormant in the back of your shared minds- but you let the angry waves speak for you. the greying sky share your sadness, the cold drops of water that reach your legs will bring you back to life- rejuvenate your soul ties. this is the peace you’ve been granted- this is all that is fair in your life.
only in this moment will he have you as you are now, in his arms, still so fragile but he holds you intact.
#finnick odair#finnick oneshot#finnick angst#finnick odair x reader#finnick imagine#finnick fanfic#finnick fluff#finnick smut#finnick odair fluff#finnick odair smut#finnick odair x you
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Riordanverse Characters as quotes by people i know have said
dedicated to @lord-of-pterodactyls, i know you asked for friends in particular but i’m broadening it as even people i consider my nemeses (old ass philosophy teacher) are funny
Percy: i truly feel as if nothing will ever incapsulate my being as truly as the singing monsters water wubbox
Annabeth: *screaming from adjoining room* GET LOST APPLE MUSIC PRIVACY
Piper: *in bikini* i don’t like people with big boobs
Jason: *trying to compliment piper* your hair looks like dementia
Leo: *emerging from the stinky depths of his room after being in there for 16 hours straight and no showers with clothes from 5 days ago, red scabs all over his body and lips so dry it looks like a snake shedding its old skin by how crusty it is* guys on a scale from 1 to 10 how sexy do i look rn?
Hazel: *yeets her foot out and jiggles her toes menacingly at people she dislikes as an intimidation tactic because her toes are particularly hideous*
Frank: *after literally being targeted by a racial ‘joke’* worse than that, you white people eat spam
Grover: *pats air purifier* a good trusted friend
Nico: *drifts into hazel’s room* bro i ain’t even gonna lie, the holidays are better than the black plague *leaves room before she can question him further*
Reyna: *sleeptalking* stallion le meghan
Rachel: *pretending her coloured markers are vapes*
Thalia: *pointing at luke* my bro be the victim and the perpetrator
Tyson: *when talking about doing math* all i have are my fingers and a dream
Clarisse: *sees a sick person in bed* you’re looking pretty vulnerable *proceeds to ransack their room and steal their sheets like some gremlin*
Octavian: i am THE riddler *speaks in riddler voice and puts on devious little expression* what is... a curtain?
Will: *sees a dying person and looks pointedly at nico* and thats because they didnt take their cenovis vitamin c
Luke: i am constantly one snap away from either committing homicide or suicide
Apollo: *feeling face after new skincare routine* gosh my face feels as soft as a silicone tit
Meg: *pointing at apollo after redemption arc* YOU WON’T GO TO HEAVEN BECAUSE YOU ARE A COMMUNIST!
Magnus: *eating falafel* this is an orgasmic experience
Samirah: *substituting random words in english for arabic and not realising no one understands what she’s saying*
Alex: *laughing at the death threats she gets online after posting a meme about BTS in the military*
Blitz: *does something naughty* omg sorry im such a libra（＾ν＾）
Hearth: *walks into room* god is dead.
Carter: *walking into sadie’s room visibly upset with a box of cadbury favourites* here take them. if you don’t im going to eat them all. please, dont make me do this
Sadie: take a shit and be late to school or dont take the shit and be on time hell loop
Zia: my top artist on spotify this year will be xi jinping’s wife
Walt: *simply, appreciatively and completely without context* yeah, buddha is a pretty amazing guy
Anubis: i dislike being emo because i can only go as death note characters for halloween
Bast: *absolutely entranced by watching love island uk and is just repeating everything any person says back in a treacherous essex accent*
Bes: *walking into classroom full of young teens with an oversized ‘free james assange’ shirt* today i am a nice, trendy leftist. tomorrow, who knows?
#of course im putting them in the context of riordanverse or else they simply would not make sense otherwise#i have so much quotes that cant apply to these characters because theyre all asian jokes bc me + my fam + my entire friendship group r asian#i had to censor the frank quote too bc what happened was 100x more out of pocket 💀#riordanverse#incorrect riordanverse#heroes of olympus#the kane chronicles#percy jackson#trials of apollo#magnus chase#annabeth chase#thalia grace#zia rashid#rachel elizabeth dare#piper mclean#leo valdez#nico di angelo#carter kane#sadie kane#jason grace#will solace#samirah al abbas#hazel levesque#lester papadopolous#frank zhang#meg mccaffrey#grover underwood#reyna avila ramirez arellano#bes bast anubis blitz hearthstone apollo octavian tyson#luke castellan walt stone alex fierro clarisse la rue
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Heyy there, I wanted to request a Kylian Mbappé, where maybe the reader and Hakimi’s wife are best friends and maybe just them living the WAG life, maybe a date night with the husbands
thank you so much for your request <33
Kylian Mbappé Imagines: Living the dream
Kylian and you first meet when you were 16 and it was the total definition of love at first sight. When you were both 19 and that he told you he was going in Russia you were so happy for him and even more when he came back with the World Cup.Unlike everybody you have known him when he was absolutely nobody and it make you become the person he trusted the most but also the only one he wanted to share his new life with.
You weren’t really aware of the concept of WAG at first you actually learned it by tiktok when you saw your own face on the app. Now Kylian and you are both 24 and still live the perfect love but also now married.You were going to leave the house when:
"Baby where are you going?" You turn around to see Kylian "I already told you i’m going to see Hiba" He run toward you and put his arms around you "Please don’t leave me" You hug him back "It’s been planned for 3 days" "And so?" "Kylian,Kylian,Kylian..". "Please stay here and let’s cuddle all day" He beg and began kissing your neck. "You are cruel" You say. "But you love me" He clap back You get into his game and start kissing him back. You put your hands all over on his lower body and give a squeeze to his butt. Taken by surprise he relaxes his hands from your body which allows you to escape: "No!" "Bye Ky!I love you" You leave the house and half an hour later meet Hiba in a coffee shop
"Hi girl" "What took you so long?" She ask. "Kylian Clingy Mbappé" She laugh "I don’t know why but it doesn’t surprise me" You laugh You two spend the entire day together shopping,doing your nails,spa and everything you could ever dream of At the end of the day around 6 pm you finally enter your house: "Baby?" You go outside and find him working out half naked and all sweaty,he knows what he is doing. "Hi" He check you out.
He come towards you and kiss you "So Hiba’s good?" He ask. "No,because she had to wait because you were all over me" You say While talking you’re playing with the waistband of his shorts "Stop doing that y/n." "It’s just some payback for what you did this morning" Someone knock at the door "Fuck." Kylian say "No bad words Mbappé" You go open the door and it happen to be just a delivery man
The next day: "Y/n?" "Mhmm?" "Do you wanna go out eating with Achraf and Hiba?" "Like tonight?" You ask "Yeah" "Okay" A few hours later You two arrive at the restaurant and join your friends "Bonjour" Kylian say "Hello my friends" Achraf answer "Hi" You answer You all sit "He finally let you go" Hiba say "Yeah it was hard" You answer "Dude what are they talking about?" Achraf ask Kylian "It’s nothing it’s all lie" Kylian answer winking Achraf laugh
a/n: english is not my first language
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Reposting this!
Hey, everyone! To celebrate my new followers, I’ve made a prompt list for requests for Eddie! Feel free to send in as many as you want!
1. “This is for you.”
2. “Surprise!”
3. “Am I going to hate you for this?”
4. “You’re a terrible influence.”
5. “I knew this was a mistake.”
6. “You shouldn’t be here.”
7. “We need to talk about what happened last night.”
8. “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”
9. “I think I’m in love with you.”
10. “Will you please just listen to me?”
11. “Just trust me. Please?”
12. “How long are we going to keep this a secret?”
13. “Don’t ask.”
14. “How many times do I have to tell you that I love you before you believe it?”
15. “You look even more beautiful than I remember.”
16. “We’re going to be late.”
17. “Why did you lie?”
18. “Please don’t cry.”
19. “It’s been a long day and I just need a cuddle.”
20. “Marry me.”
21. “How drunk are you?”
22. “I just want you all to myself. Is that so wrong?”
23. “Will you just shut up and kiss me already?”
24. “Don’t act like you don’t know exactly what you’re doing to me.”
25. “Where have you been?”
26. “Can we talk? Alone?”
27. “I just want to make you feel good.”
28. “This isn’t all about you.”
29. “Can I kiss you?”
30. “Hold my hand.”
31. “It almost sounds like you’re jealous.”
32. “I think I deserve an explanation.”
33. “Why have you been ignoring me?”
34. “You look really good tonight.”
35. “I can’t believe you’re actually trying to leave without saying goodbye.”
36. “You know, you don’t always have to be so fucking rude all the time.”
37. “Do you ever think about me as much as I think about you?”
38. “No, stay.”
39. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
40. “What’s on your mind?”
41. “I can’t believe I let you drag me here.”
42. “I need you.”
43. “There’s no need to be jealous, honey. You’re the one I love, remember?” “Prove it.”
44. “Don’t go all shy on me. You look so pretty like this.”
45. “Oh, darling, if you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask.”
46. “That’s a really nice dress but I think it would look better on the floor.”
47. “Do you trust me?”
48. “I’m going to fucking worship you.”
49. “Can I try something?”
50. “You look so pretty under me.”
#stranger things#eddie munson#eddie munson x reader#eddie x y/n#eddie munson x you#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson fluff
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I’m Not Your Little Girl Anymore
DeanxDaughter!Reader, SamxNiece!Reader
Y/N Winchester is a brilliant huntress.
One of the best out there…
But that’s always what has been expected of her.
She’s a WINCHESTER.
A Winchester always follows through with a hunt.
A Winchester is always the hero.
A Winchester is always a leader.
But that’s not what Y/N only wanted anymore.
“She doesn’t listen to me anymore, Sam! No matter how hard I try to get her to listen.” The famous hunter, Dean Winchester sits at the Bunker’s map table, his face in his hands.
“Y/N’s 16, Dean. She wants to be a teenager. You’re too stubborn to realize it because Dad never let you.” The younger Winchester, Sam, pointed out as he leaned back into his own chair with a beer in hand.
Suddenly, the Bunker’s main door creaks open, and Y/N Winchester, a teenager with flowing golden hair and a freckled face came tip toeing down the steps.
Carefully focusing on her feet in hopes of hot making her presence known.
Unbeknownst to her, she just walked unknowingly into a good old Winchester intervention.
“Where the hell were you?” Dean scowled at his daughter, who stood in front of the brothers.
”None of your business, Dad. I have my license. I carry my angel blade everywhere I go. I’m fine.” She shrugged and began to walk past her father, before she felt a hand wrap around her wrist and turn her around.
“The hell it’s not my business. You’re my responsibility. You’re my kid. You don’t even think of who or what is out there that would do anything to use you as leverage against me and Sam. You’ve been gone for 3 hours, Y/N. It’s been 3 hours of Sam and I trying to find out where you were, and you try to sneak back into your room and pretend that you never left? So I’m going to ask again, and so help me, Sweetheart, if you lie to be again…You are going to be pretty miserable for the next three months in here.” Dean towered over the girl, looking at her with his intimidating gaze.
“You’re going to ground me for three months. Have you lost your goddamn mind!” She yelled in return, trying to pry her wrist out of his grasp.
“Honey, we just want to know where you have been. You’re not a prisoner, Y/N. Right, Dean?” Sam nudged his older brother, giving him a look as if silently saying ‘stop being so hard on her’.
“If you want to know so badly. I just went into town for a meetup with some of my friends.” The girl shrugged her fathers gaze off.
“Don’t bullshit me!” Dean immediately yelled in response, causing the teen to jump slightly at the sudden reaction.
“I’m not lying, Da..”
“I was a teenager once, Y/N. I know what they do. So help me Chuck, I better not ever find you in a sleazy motel with a boy ever. Do you hear me, young lady! I know what you’re sneaking out for, so don’t give me some bullshit reason!”
“I’m not lying! God, Dad! You always want me to be your little girl again. Never leaving your side and listening to everything you say. IM NOT YOUR LITTLE GIRL ANYMORE! I’m 16 years old, and you don’t even trust me!” The youngest Winchester escaped the grasp of her father and hauled herself back into the safety of her room.
“Dean, What did you do?” Sam shakes his head as his brother, who is staring at the direction of where his once sweet little girl just ran.
“I-I just want to keep her safe, Sam.” His eyes glazed over as he began to ponder
“Let me talk to her.” Sam assured as he made his way through the labyrinth like hallways of the bunker until he found himself standing in front of Y/N’s door. Hearing her soft sobs reach him from under her door.
“Y/N, honey. I need to talk to you. Please let me in.” He gently knocked.
After a few moments, the door cracked open, and the teen faced her Uncle. With her tear stained cheeks seeming to glow in the hallways light.
“If you’re gonna yell at me, Sammy, then I don’t want to hear it…”
“I promise that I’m not going to yell at you. I would never do that you you, honey.” Sam spoke in a hushed voice, scared that he might push her away.
“I-I don’t understand, Sammy.” She began to cry, immediately pulling her hands over her face in hopes of hiding herself away from her uncle.
Sam quickly stepped into the room, and once he shut her door, pulled the girl into a tight and comforting embrace.
“It’s not your fault, Y/N.”
“I didn’t lie, Sam! I never lied!” Y/N began to yell but found herself attacked with a new wrack of sobs, and she buried her face into her uncles flannel, hoping to disappear into his embrace.
“I know, honey. I know.” He caressed her head, and pulled her closer.
*IF YOU WANT THIS CONTINUED. PLEASE LET ME KNOW*
~Until then… bye bitches~
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Prompts
if you wanna use these, just reblog or gimme creds i don’t mind💋
1. “What do you mean you’ve lost it? How could you lose it?”
2. “What are you hiding back there?”
3. “I’ll find them and bring them back, swear it.”
4. “Shit, get behind me!”
5. “I never want to wake up from this.”
6. “I’m afraid that if I touch you, you’ll disappear. Again.”
7. “What is your favourite memory? Of her, I mean.”
8. “I could never abandon you.”
9. “Come here say that to my face.”
10. “What do you mean ‘I’m not ready’?”
11. “If I’d done something- anything things could have been different..”
12. “They don’t know you like I do.”
13. “I though you knew?”
14. “They were like this when I found ‘em…”
15. “You are the only constant I need in my life.”
16. “You are something else…”
17. “You made this? For me?”
18. “Try as you might, you can’t unkiss me.”
19. “Really? Because your brother said quite the opposite.”
20. “It tastes…sweeter than I thought.”
21. “Do you have it with you?”
22. “Can I see?”
23. “I have your back? okay?”
24. “I look ridiculous is this thing.”
25. “What? Nothing clever to say?”
26. “Did you just…smell my hair?”
27. “I’ve never been so happy to have been wrong in my entire life.”
28. “This can’t be the only way!”
29. “I did it for you!”
30. “I don’t go away if you ignore me,”
31. “You shouldn’t be alone tonight.”
32. “It doesn’t always have to be you, y’know?”
33. “Do you understand me? Food? Do you have some?”
34. “What did I do wrong?”
35. “This is the part where you leave.”
36. “Hold onto me, I don’t want to lose you.”
37. “I think…I’ll stay in tonight.”
38. “Why can’t I go with you?”
39. “You leave him out of this.”
40. “Are you mad at me?”
41. “Lay back, you need rest.”
42. “Your shoulders aren't the only ones that can bear the weight of the world."
43. “Just a little bit longer…”
44. “I’ll thank you after we get out of this alive.”
45. “A good luck kiss?”
46. “Watching you is hypnotic to me.”
47. “Your smile makes me wanna smile.”
48. “Do you even hear yourself?”
49. "I haven't kissed you yet today."
50. “Why is it always a fight with you?”
51. “Are you going to stop me?”
52. “Let me do this for you. Please?”
53. “Looking for something?”
54. “We can’t stay here.”
55. "I've lost so many people. I can't lose you too."
56. “You can’t be here!”
57. “I’ve told you too many times.”
58. “You came?”
59. “Where did you find this?”
60. “I will show you around.”
61. “Are you here to kill me?”
62. “I trust you but I lost some trust in you today.”
63. “Oh please. Live a little!”
64. “I know you’re looking at me.”
65. “Where did we go wrong?”
66. "You think I'm weak, because I'm not like you."
67. “We could run, you know. Far, far away from here.”
68. “Is that a threat?”
69. “Is that a promise?”
70. “Wrap it up, come on.”
71. “It’s nothing, just a few scrapes.”
72. “Midnight snack?”
73. “Move and it’s over.”
74. “I won’t apologise!”
75. “Scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours.”
76. “Something is different about you…I can’t quite place it.”
77. “I don’t need your protection.”
78. “It is okay, you’re safe and sound. I promise.”
79. “Miss me?”
80. “You coming with me or not?”
81. “Close your eyes and take my hands.”
82. “It’s okay to cry. There’s no one here but me and you.”
83. “Am I…Interrupting something?”
84. “Home isn’t an option anymore.”
85. “I’m trying to turn over a new leaf. Please please let me do that.”
86. “You look lonely over here all by yourself.”
87. “Come with me!”
88. “You can’t come around anymore!”
89. “I take orders from your father, not you.”
90. “Were you following me?”
91. “I’ll buy you some time!”
92. “Who’s going to stop us?”
93. “You don’t know when to quit, do you?”
94. “I have two, take one.”
95. “Jealous? Pff…As if.”
96. “Whatever they told you, it’s a lie.”
97. “You don’t have to shout at me!”
98. “Was it you? Did you do this?”
99. “It wasn’t me, I swear!”
100. “Who is going to take care of you if you take care of everyone else.”
#prompt list#writing prompts#dialogue prompts#neteyam x reader#lo’ak x reader#jake sully x reader#avatar#avatar way of water#avatar fanfiction#avatar prompts#avatar imagine
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The Reluctance of Love Pt. 22
Yaaaaayyyy! I'm back. I'm so sorry for the inconsistent scheduling! I promise I'm not going to abandon this story until it's over. You can trust me to hold to my word. I'm just as desperate to see our boys together and happy as you are.
But until then....we gotta cause as much angst as possible.
So without further ado, please enjoy. :)
Orc Male x Half-Elf Male, Fated Mates, Forbidden Love, Slow Burn
Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21
Content Warnings: mention of mating, homophobia, fantasy racism.
All orcish is from orcishdictionary.com, created by Matt Vancil.
Altan POV
I barely had a chance to catch my breath before I was suddenly pulled from the horse and dragged through the cold, wet caverns and up and up until I was brought into a large, expansive room with wooden beams as columns holding up a great, massive room.
No one spoke to me, no one offered me clothing. No one looked at me. My eyes wandered to every corner and shadow, hoping to spot Drunrag close by. He had to be alive. He had to be there.
“There you are!” I heard the voice of my father exclaim and I whirled around to see him rushing towards me. “You’re safe!”
I jerked back nervously at his reach. “Don’t touch me.” I started to say, but my father’s hands were on me before I could say the words.
“What did that beast do to you?” He jerked me around and his eyes were locked on my bare, exposed legs and the wrinkled oversized shirt. “What did he do?”
I shook my head. “That’s far from the truth, father.” I attempted to pull back from him, but his grip was strong and I was caught in his intense stare, but I felt like he was looking at all of me, but never met my returning gaze. “Where is he?” I asked.
“Where he will never hurt you again.” He said. “I will see him punished for his crime. No monster who touched my son this way will be treated lightly.”
“No, please, listen to me, father.” I pleaded. “I’m fine. He didn’t do anything to me. He’s innocent. You have to let him go.”
“No, you’re mistaken, son.” My father said gravely. “I have realized what has happened. He has charmed you. He has made you believe that you love him, but it is a lie. That is the only logical explanation for why my son would ever willingly involve himself with the enemy.”
I was stunned and I looked up at him with a newfound fear. He wasn’t just determined and spiteful, he was delusional. “You really believe that?” I asked breathlessly.
He looked at me with such intensity. “You have not been my son since you left home. I can only be led to believe he has done something to you.” His hands were on my arms and he jerked me back to study me further. “I should have realized sooner that he had done this to you.” He jerked to a stop and his eyes narrowed. “What is this round your neck?”
I snatched it before he could grab it. “It is mine.”
He shook his head. “This must be how he has charmed you. Give it to me.”
I pulled myself as hard as I could back from him and stumbled free from him, my hand went to the vial and, gasping, I looked hard into my father’s crazed gaze. “I said don’t touch me. You don’t have any power over me anymore. You never did.”
“Son,” he started.
“My name is Altan!” I shouted. “I have a name! I have an identity!”
“A…Altan.” he corrected, his voice soft. But it was already too late to stop what had been waiting to be released for so long.
“Hate me for all I care but you will not call me crazy or charmed or anything. Look at me and see me. This is who I am. It won’t change even when you remove that charm. You can’t fix this.” I pounded my hand against my chest. “I am Altan and I can’t be what you want me to be and nothing has made my life more miserable than knowing you hate what I am; but please don’t make me into someone I can never be. I would rather die than deny who I am any more. You can hate me. You can hate what I do. You don’t have to like me. But do not change me more than I have tried to do for you and for gods’ sake you will not hurt those I love any longer. I will not shrink to be what you want and if you so much as dare to try again, I will not hesitate to kill you.”
The words surprised even me as they came out. Kill? Did I truly mean it?
My father’s face was vacant of emotion, but his eyes never strayed from mine.
“Altan.” He repeated, slowly. “I hear everything you speak.” He placed his hands together and breathed in deeply, summoning his thoughts. “Perhaps…perhaps it’s time we have a conversation like men instead of like father and son.”
I took a step back. “I’m not interested in that. I want you to give me Drunrag and let me leave this place with him.”
He shook his head. “Son, you know I cannot do that. He is the enemy.”
I sighed exasperated. “He owns a forge on the Sword Coast. He has never once accosted Berdusk or any of its citizens. You forget that the contention between orc and man ended hundreds of years ago. We weren’t even alive. We no longer need to fear them or continue feeding into that rhetoric.”
“What would you have me do? Open the doors and let anyone into our town? Risk the safety of our land and people for the sake of making friends with strangers?” He sighed. “This is why I’m concerned about you. You are so naive to what is really happening outside your home. You think you understand this world after you ran away, but you know so little, son. You have to understand that I have only meant to protect you.”
I shook my head. “No, I don’t believe that for a moment. After mother died, you didn’t speak to myself or my brothers for days. You left us to grieve alone while you invited diplomats to a feast the next day to arrange trades. You don’t really have any concern for me or my brothers. You only care about yourself and how you appear to others.”
His jaw tightened and I caught a glint of fire in his eyes. I realized how similar to my own it was. Were we truly so similar? “You accuse me of not caring?”
“I accuse you of caring about other things more. Money. Status. Vanity.” I explained.
“Do you see nothing good in me?” He asked.
I shook my head. “Tell me you never hated me and I might consider kind words.”
His head drooped and another sigh escaped his lips. “Altan…”
I lowered my gaze to the ground. “I think we understand ourselves better now. I’m not really interested in fixing what’s happened between us. Take me to Drunrag and we will make our leave.”
His hands tightened to balls. “You may believe differently than me, but I cannot let him go.”
“Why?”
“Because…I need you.”
I did not expect those words to come from his mouth. “What?”
“I need you, Altan. I have made promises to people more powerful than me that involve you.”
“You what?” I asked.
He had the decency to look ashamed as he explained. “I’ve kept this from you and your brothers, but we…we are in debt to many people. I’ve done my best to pay things back, but…certain deals had to be made in order to reduce the debt.”
“The Lady Triel?” I asked. “Is she one of them?”
He nodded. “You are promised to the Lady Allara of Triel. I cannot undo that.”
“And if I refuse, what then?” I asked, my heart was pounding loudly inside me, “What happens if our debts can’t be paid?”
“I do not know…but I fear for your brothers.”
“So…my future is no longer my own.” The words came out flat, not a question.
“Sometimes, one must sacrifice to ensure a better future for the ones that follow.” My father said. “As the eldest, that is your expectation and your honor. I had to make a similar choice when I was your age. I chose your mother over what I wanted to ensure a better future for our people, for you. You wouldn’t abandon this family to fend for themselves, would you?”
“I swear to the gods if you are lying to me…” I seethed.
“There is no lie, Altan.” He gestured to a desk behind him, stacked with papers. “Look for yourself.”
“But…how?” I asked.
He did not meet my eyes as he answered. “If it is any consolation, this is the debt of your grandfather, passed on to me. I have had to make deals with the most unsavory people to pay off what I could. This arranged marriage could be the last deal I have to make to save us from further shame.”
“Does Allara know that I am sworn to her purely for your convenience?”
“It is kept only between her father and myself.”
“And what of me? Does she know I will never love her?”
“That will be your responsibility to share.”
I closed my eyes. My heart was breaking. My head was torn between the choices before me. My brothers’ faces haunted the back of my mind. Drunrag’s too. I needed one while the others needed me.
“If you do this, I promise you I will not harm the orc.” He said. “I will let him go…perhaps when things settle, we can find a way for the two of you to meet again someday.”
“Someday?” I asked. My hand was clasping my chest, trying to claw to my heart.
“By marriage, you will inherit all of Triel family’s inheritance as he bore no sons. You will be the one who rules by her side in Triel and you will be quite busy. Busier than even I am, as Triel is larger than Berdusk. I have tried for many years to prepare you for this day and I pray to the Gods you hold yourself honorable during that time.”
“So…Drunrag must go.” I breathed aloud.
Why did the gods hate me so? All I had ever wanted was the freedom to go where I choose and love freely. Yet somehow I was now seeing a future where I would never leave beyond Triel, nor love the person I would wake up to every morning.
“This is truly the last debt that must be paid?” I asked.
He nodded. “The final debt to save us all.”
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Berrien's Heart-throbbing Lines 22/22
Part 1 (1-7) here
Part 2 (8-14) here
15.
Spending our time together like this, it’s the ultimate happiness for me.
We’ve spent so much time in each other’s presence already…
But still…
Every meeting with you feels like a new one.
It’s very comfortable to be beside you, Master.
I might be selfish for saying this…
But if possible…
I would like to be with you(*) all day, every day.
Somehow, I got embarrassed even though I said it myself.
My apologies.
Without meaning to, my feelings toward you ended up overflowing…
I’ll try to calm myself a bit.
(*) he calls you with your player name, X-sama
16.
Master, I have a little favor to ask…
Would please call my name?
Yes, Master.
Thank you for granting my wish.
Fufu.
As expected, it’s a nice feeling when you’re the one calling.
Compared to other people, it’s a completely different sensation.
How do I put it…
It’s undeniably a feeling of happiness, isn’t it.
Oh, right.
Master (your name).
Fufu.
Calling your name out of blue like that, certainly I’ve gotten carried away.
Please pardon me, Master.
17.
At night, our voices naturally become quieter, don’t they?
Somehow, it’s like the two of us are having private conversation.
A little exciting, don’t you think?
18.
Ah, Master…
Thank you very much…
To think you would say those words for my sake…
You’re too kind, Master.
Too kind, that I ended up taking advantage of your kindness.
Even though I’m your butler.
Fu fu…
However…
Knowing that I’m not a bother to you…
It fills me with relief.
I’ll continue to serve you to the best of my ability, Master.
19.
Excuse me, Master.
I know it’s sudden, but…
Is there any butler you trust more than me?
If so, then…
No…
It’s nothing after all.
Rather than worrying about other people…
I should make an effort myself to earn your trust.
My deepest apologies for speaking out of turn.
It’s just…
Once I start thinking about it, it’s difficult to get it out of my head.
Because I’m a jealous person…
I don’t want my precious Master taken away from me…
20.
Ah, no.
My apologies.
Whenever I see the Master…
I just naturally can’t help but smile.
To be able to serve such a wonderful person…
How lucky I am, I thought.
Fu fu, it’s my greatest happiness to spend my time with you, Master.
It’s a feeling I can only get whenever I’m with you.
If the Master feel the same way…
I could be happier.
21.
Master.
If ever find yourself troubled, please talk to me about it anytime.
Though I can’t promise you I’ll be of help…
If it’s for your sake, I will do whatever I can.
In this world, I’m the one who think of you the most.
I will not lose to the others.
Fu fu…
It’s not lie, you know?
In all my life…
Never before I had a feeling this strong toward someone.
22.
Oh…?
Master, your face became red.
Could it be…?
Are you also feeling flustered?
Fu fu…
Even though all I did was call on your name…
Truly, you’re such an adorable person, Master.
It’s absolutely endearing, that part of you.
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Prompt List
Here are the prompts, if you need an idea for a request!
Angst
(1) “All I’ve ever wanted is for you to see me.”
(2) "What is it about me that isn't good enough?"
(3) "Don't look at me like that." "Like what?" "Like you still love me."
(4) "I'm a fool for believing you meant what you said."
(5) "When did you stop loving me?"
(6) "Stop pretending that you care"
(7) "You deserve better"
(8) I don’t want to see you ever again”
(9) “Let me hold you for a bit longer”
(10) “No, don’t say that”
(11) “You promised, does that mean nothing to you?”
(12) “Don’t make this harder than it already is”
(13) “Don’t say goodbye, it only makes it worse”
(14) “I trusted you more than anyone else and you lied”
(15) “I’m done trying so hard for you to never even look in my direction”
(16) “You weaponised my kindness against me, and now you want to grovel for forgiveness?”
(17) “You know what? You can go shove that apology up your ass because I don’t want to hear any of it.”
(18) “So, what? This was all a game for you? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?”
(19) “Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn’t lie to me this whole fucking time, you fucking asshole!”
(20) “Are you crying because of them again?”
(21) “I gave you my all yet you couldn’t even give half of you to me.”
(22) "I won't let you humiliate me anymore."
(23) "The only thing I want back from this relationship is my sanity."
(24) "Cheating certainly wasn't the answer now was it?"
(25) "I would have done anything for you!"
(26) "Don't forget to pull the knife out of my back when you leave."
(27) “You've never looked at me like that before."
(28) "Please! Just give me one more chance."
(29) "I hope you find happiness, even if it's not with me."
(30) "I'll always be watching over you from a distance."
(31) "I don't think my heart can take watching you love someone else again."
(32) "After everything we've been through, you still don't think that I love you?"
Fluff
(33) "Keep smiling at me like that."
(34) "I'm not drunk enough for this."
(35) "Ihaven't seen (her/him/them) smile like that in ages."
(36) "You're everything I could've wanted and more."
(37) “That was kind of hot."
(38) "Home stopped being a place when you entered my life."
(39) "You come here often?" "Well considering I work here, yes."
(40)"You should probably go home." "But I'm already home."
(41) "Could you say that again?" "Were you not listening?" "No I was, I just like hearing your voice."
(42) "You make me feel at home"
(43) "Why are you wearing my sweater?" "Because it smells like you."
(44) "It's you, it always has been."
(45) “I always kiss you on the cheek, why are you blushing now?"
(46) “We always hold hands, why are you acting weird?"
(47) "I'm so sick of watching you throw away your happiness for people who don't treasure it! I love you!"
(48) "I think I'm falling in love with you."
(49) "I'm pretty certain that you are the only thing that fills my head these days."
(50) "Oh, that smile — please never stop smiling.”
(51) "Go with me?" "As long as you hold my hand."
(52) "Is there a reason you're blushing like that?"
(53) “Have you seen my hoodie?" "Nooo." "You're wearing it, aren't you?"
(54) "OH you're jealous!"
(55) "He's/She’s so pretty I think I'm gonna faint."
(56) "Are you flirting with me?" "You finally noticed?"
(57) "Am I your lockscreen?" "You weren't supposed to see that."
(58) "Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?"
(59) "You bought me flowers?" "Yeah, well I noticed you'd seemed kinda down, so I wanted to cheer you up."
(60) "Maybe if you stopped staring at them and actually talked to them, you might have a chance."
(61) "Why are you staring at me?" "Because I think you're beautiful."
(62) "The world gets a little brighter when you’re around."
(63) "They say we won't last." "Then lets prove them wrong."
(64) "You come here often?" "Well, I work here. So think I'd have to say 'yes'."
(65) "Aww, you're blushing. I like that look on you."
(66) softly smiling at each other from across the room
(67) reassuring touches
(68) leaning into the other person
(69) “ I was supposed to take a shower alone but sure, jump right in''
(70) catching each other undressing and very obviously checking each other's bodies out
(71) “I didn’t mean to fall in love with you, but that doesn’t mean I regret it one bit.”
(72) “Through both the good and the bad, I’ll always be here, by your side.”
(73) "I'm going outside to make out... care to join me?"
(74) "You can stay but your clothes must go."
(75) "S-Stop staring at me like that!"
(76) "I saw that. You just checked me out."
Smut
(77) Friends With Benefits
(78) squirting for the first time
(79) “I’m not sharing you with anybody. You’re mine, and mine only, and I’m going to make you remember that.”
(80) “Gonna fuck you until the only word you remember is my name.”
(81) “My God, you’re so fucking gorgeous like this.”
(82) Soft whines and whimpers; held back noises because they don’t want anyone else hearing them; a plea for more without the use of words.
(83) “Oh, I can think of many ways to shut you up right now.”
(84) “Wanna hear you beg for it, yeah?”
(85) “Where do you want me to touch you?” “I don’t know and I don’t care — I just want your hands on me. Please.”
(86) “I wanna taste you on my lips again.”
(87) “Fuck, just touch me already! Just— just do something!” “Not so fast. We’ve still got the whole night/day ahead of us.”
(88) “Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when I’m fucking you like this. So pretty for me, and only for me.”
(89) “You want to cum?” “Y-yes, I— please—” “Hm, but do you really deserve to?”
(90) “You look like a mess and I love it, because I’m the one who made you like this.”
(91) “Look at you, drooling over my thighs. You wanna ride them that bad?” “Y-yes please.”
(92) “Hands behind your back.”
(93) “You can take it, you’ve done it before.”
(94) “Come one more time for me, I know you’ve got it in you.”
(95) “It’s my thigh or nothing, I’m not helping you get off.”
(96) “ I don't bite, you know.. unless it's called for.”
(97) “WE SHOULD FUCK. like right now, right here. hard, fast. pin me down, kiss me hard, look me in the eyes and fuck me like you've never fucked someone before.”
(98) “your face would look better between my legs.”
(99) “excuse me for being too forward but your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like.”
(100) “now spread your legs and try to tell me all about your day.”
(101) “now will you please sit on my face already?”
(102) “bite the pillow and ride it out, sweetheart."
(103) “quit whining. you'll get your turn.”
(104) “look at you, panting like a bitch in heat.”
(105) “babe, you need to stay hydrated if we're going to keep this fuck fest alive."
(106) “when i'm done with you, you won't even remember him/her.”
(107) "They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous."
(108) "Earn it!"
(109) "You're such a dirty girl/boy, of course this excites you."
(110) "Give me a show, babygirl/baby boy.”
(111) "You like it when we both fuck you at the same time, isn't that right, babygirl?"
(112) "You're so hot when you take charge."
(113) "You want me to record you?"
(114) "Have you always been this kinky?"
(115) "I found your dildo, you want to use it in front of me?”
(116) "Be careful, I don't want you to choke."
(117) "Fuck, I love it when you scream my name like that."
(118) "How do you feel about adding some toys to the mix of this?"
(119) "Would you want to make a private video for the two of us?"
(120) "Mmm that's right smile for the camera."
(121) "Put on a show for me."
(122) "Wow...you're easy to rile up."
(123) "Home is too far away. No one's going to see us here."
(124) "S-Stop staring at me like that!"
(125) "oh, look who's not wearing any underwear~"
(126) "Ah, ah. I didn't say you could touch me."
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Writing prompts
1) “Let me guess. You caused it?”
2) “No, YOU have a problem!”
3) “You call it a problem, I call it a solution.”
4) “Well, what can I say? I’m a badass.”
5) “Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?”
6) “(Y/n), I don’t ever want to hear say that ever again. I almost lost you, and I can’t bear to hear that.”
7) “Excuse me, I have to go make a scene.”
8) “I already know I’m going to hell. At this point, it’s really go big or go home.”
9) “How the f*ck did you survive that?”
10) “Keep away from me, before I do something I’ll regret later on.”
11) “Don’t you ever take a break?”
12) “Touch her, and you’re dead!”
13) “I’ll come back for you, I promise.”
14) “We’re not alone.”
15) “Keep your eyes closed and don’t make a sound.”
16) “Listen to what I’m trying to tell you!”
17) “I have something for you.”
18) “Happy birthday, (Y/n).”
19) “Baby, we are the law.”
20) “They’re have to go through me before they get to you.”
21) “I won’t let anything happen.”
22) “Stay close to me.”
23) “Are they going to find us?”
24) “Not as long as you’re with me.”
25) “You don’t intimidate me. Drop the act.”
26) “Put the knife down, I’m not going to hurt you.”
27) “For once, I’m not the bad guy here.”
28) “Who doesn’t?”
29) “I know, thanks.”
30) “I’m I that unimportant?”
31) “I’m sorry.”
32) “If anything, you’re more zombie then human.”
33) “Are we really going to just sit back and watch this happen?”
34) “That’s crazy talk! I’m not doing that!”
35) “I told you this was a terrible idea.”
36) “Can you breathe? Where does it hurt?”
37) “I’m like, 99% this is illegal.”
38) “I don’t make the rules, here.”
39) “I don’t like the person you’re becoming.”
40) “Oh? I don’t like you much either!”
41) “Not fair!”
42) “I’m not stupid! Where is she?”
43) “(Y/n)… long time, no see.”
44) “It’s not that funny! Shut up!”
45) “Hey! I kept your secret, why didn’t you keep mine like you promised?”
46) “I hate you.”
47) “I don’t f*cking care! You’re supposed to be mine, you belong with me!”
48) “Do you not trust me?”
49) “How would you know?”
50) “I can see she’s into you just as much as you are in her.”
51) “I have nothing to say to you.”
52) “You don’t have to do this!”
53) “I told you not to get close to me, (Y/n)!”
54) “I gave you a chance to run, but you didn’t take it and now you know why.”
55) “Hate me all you want, but I will always love you.”
56) “Just be careful out there, okay?”
57) “If you don’t mind, I would like to live a lie that I can survive.”
58) “Please.. let me help you.”
59) “I’m tired of watching you suffer like this, (Y/n). Can you please have (f/c) help you find a doctor?”
59) “You’re coming with me.”
60) “You better do as I say!”
61) “Do not test my patience with you, (Y/n). It’s dangerous.”
62) “Why are you doing this?”
63) “How could you?”
64) “You’re not the man I once called my lover, for the time being at least. Deep within you, is where he remains and I want him back.”
65) “Please don’t yell at me.”
66) “Not again.”
67) “You’re my greatest treasure.”
68) “I love you, and you only.”
69) “Please come back with me. I miss you just as well as everyone else.”
70) “I never meant to hurt you, I never mean what I say.”
71) “I wouldn’t trade you for the world.”
72) “I detect a little sarcasm there, missy.”
73) “Watch yourself.”
74) “Do whatever, just don’t get involved with the wrong crowd.”
75) “It could lead you to danger and possibly death.”
76) “Did you not sleep again last night, (Y/n)?”
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𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐫’𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
— some of these prompts are mine and some of them are not so credit goes to their respective owners. your requests can have as many prompts as you want or none at all. if you come up with another idea of your own, i really don’t mind. these prompts are here for some inspo in case you need it. also the prompt list will be getting updated, so keep an eye on it :)
𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟
1. "it's alright... it's okay... i'm here now. i've got you."
2. “you are my everything.”
3. “i’ve always loved you, and i pretend to keep doing it until our last day on earth.”
4. “i just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
5. “is that my hoodie?” “keep it.”
6. “you can hold my hand, if you want.”
7. “honey i’m home!”
8. “stop it with the puppy eyes, they won’t work this time.” “you sure?” “stop manipulating me.”
9. “how about a kiss before i go?”
10. “seeing you happy is all that matters.”
11. “you feel like home to me.”
12. “what, am i not allowed to look at you?”
13. “you’re so dumb.” “you love me.”
14. “i’ll be damned if i don’t make you smile at least once today.”
15. “how did you even get sick? you look ugly. come here.”
16. “what do you need?” “kisses, cuddles, and a back massage.”
17. “you’re mine.”
18. “i’m yours.”
19. “you did all of this for me?”
20. “what are you doing?” “i’m getting comfy!”
21. “you’re my everything.”
22. “you’re staring.” “i’m admiring you.”
23. “By the way...” “Hm?” “I'm gonna kiss you now. If you don't want to, just punch me.”
24. “Give me a chance.” “A chance for what?” “A chance to prove you that I can make you happy.”
25. “I freaking love you!” “...You're drunk.” “I knooow!”
26. "Please shut up so I can kiss you."
𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭
1. “i trusted you.”
2. “it was never my intention to hurt you.” “but you did.”
3. “i still got love for you.”
4. “please.. don’t lie to me.”
5. “if you won’t change... then i can’t stay. i’m sorry.”
6. “don’t start a fight you won’t win.”
7. “you’ve changed.”
8. “please go away.”
9. “i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking.”
10. “don’t go on that date.” “why?” “you know why.” “say it.”
11. “you didn’t just break promises, you broke me.”
12. “that’s not what i meant and you know it.”
13. " 'till death do us part, huh?"
14. "do you ever think about anyone other than yourself?"
15. "all i’ve ever wanted is for you to see me, but i’m not like them."
16. “you don’t have to hide your tears for me.”
17. “tell me what’s going on.” “i don’t feel good.”
18. “you deserve better than me.”
19. “i miss you.”
20. “i never wanted that divorce.”
21. “i will always take care of you no matter what.”
22. “no matter what they made you think, you are worth loving."
23. “Seeing you like this and not being able to help – it breaks my heart.”
𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦
1. “sleep is for the weak.”
2. “did it hurt?” “what? when i fell from heaven?” “no… when you hit your head with the door.”
3. “do not do that again” “or what?”
4. “YOU DID WHAT?!”
5. “come over here and make me.”
6. “fight me, bitch” “i’m not going to fight you.”
7. “just because you can doesn’t mean you should.”
8. “you were put on this earth to give me a headache.” “and you were put on this earth to make me horny.”
9. “one of us is clearly smarter than the other.”
10. “did i stutter?”
11. “what would you do without me?” “live in peace?”
12. “you sent me a nude.” “accidentally.” “how is that even possible?”
13. “you make me want to rip my hair off.” “nice. what about your clothes?”
14. “why are you following me?” “i need attention.”
15. “i’m not your friend, i’m your boyfriend. get it right.”
16. “go away.” “then let go of me you idiot.” “you’re rude.”
17. “can i-“ “no.”
18. “stop poking me!” “then give me attention!”
19. “can i wear your race suit?” “it’s too big for you.”
20. “shut up.” “don’t tell me what to do.”
21. “stop calling me a bitch, bitch.”
22. “get off me.” “you’re literally on top of me.”
23. "Friends don't look at each other the way you two do."
24. "I didn't do it." "Then why are you laughing?" "Because whoever did is a genius."
25. "You're burning up."
𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰/𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭
1. “if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs.”
2. “this feels dirty” “that's because it is”
3. “bend over.”
4. “im going to fuck you until you forget that assholes name.”
5. “i can’t hear you.”
6. “fuck you.” - “when?”
7. “do you want help with that?”
8. “i don’t care what you do just fuck me.”
9. “touch yourself for me.”
10. “everything off. right now.”
11. “i love it when you moan my name.”
12. “no panties?”
13. “i want you right now.”
14. “can you feel what your doing to me?”
15. “don’t be gentle.”
16. “be a good girl and spread your legs.”
17. “we’re.... just friends.”
18. “i forgot my towel.”
19. “you won’t be getting any sleep tonight.”
20. “don’t pretend to be so innocent.”
21. “oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view.”
22. “you’re naked aren’t you.”
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{ please remember none of these are mine, all credit goes to @pompompts @omgjasminesimone @degreeinsimping @finn-writes-stuff @captainsophiestarkwriting @retvenkos }
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{ 1 } — ��oh please, who’s going to stop us?” , “the police”
{ 2 } — “and why would i do this for you?” , “because you love me?” , “not enough- fine!”
{ 3 } — “who let you look so cute today?”
{ 4 } — “this is unfair!” , “i can’t help the fact you’re terrible at mario cart”
{ 5 } — “since we’re dating, does that mean i can hold your hand whenever i want?”
{ 6 } — “i’ve been looking for my hoodie-“ , my hoodie, you mean?”
{ 7 } — “i’ve always wanted to come here with you”
{ 8 } — “this song reminds me of you”
{ 9 } — “oh no! my head! it’s conveniently falling into your shoulder”
{ 10 } — “shut up and kiss me already”
{ 11 } — “you seem like you want ice cream”
{ 12 } — “you love me?” , “i always have”
{ 13 } — “i know it’s not the best but-“ , “i love it”
{ 14 } — “who knocked you up?” , “that would be me. hi, nice to meet you”
{ 15 } — “fine, but i’m only doing this for you”
{ 16 } — “i can’t leave with you crying like this”
{ 17 } — “i’ll protect you, with my life if it’s necessary”
{ 18 } — “…when are you coming home?”
{ 19 } — “are we really just friends?”
{ 20 } — “are you drunk?”
{ 21 } — “you’re bleeding!”
{ 22 } — “ i never told you, but i was falling in love with you”
{ 23 } — “did you just propose to me?” , “i think so, yeah.”
{ 24 } — “i’m gonna strangle you.” , “you can’t even reach my neck”
{ 25 } — “even after all this time, i never stopped loving you”
{ 26 } — “i don’t know what i’d do without you”
{ 27 } — “i’d do anything for you”
{ 28 } — “you deserve someone who values you”
{ 29 } — “look i’m not the brightest tool in the…toolbox”
{ 30 } — “stop telling me weird stuff in the middle of the night!”
{ 31 } — “you love me right ?” , “normally i’d say yes, but right now i’m scared to answer”
{ 32 } — “i have every right to be worried!”
{ 33 } — “i am fully convinced you never graduated kindergarten
{ 34 } — “i like you” , “do better, aim higher”
{ 35 } — “you make me the happiest i’ve ever been”
{ 36 } — “something is clearly bothering you”
{ 37 } — “well fuck. didn’t expect to be announcing my undying love for you this early in the morning”
{ 38 } — “you’re lucky you’re cute”
{ 39 } — “i can’t stop thinking about you”
{ 40 } — “that’s rich coming from someone who tried to kill me three days ago”
{ 41 } — i can’t get up, you’re gonna have to carry me”
{ 42 } — tomorrow we can go back to hating each other
{ 43 } — “we’re gonna be fine “ , “how do you know?”
{ 44 } — “what are you smiling about?”
{ 45 } — “i can almost hear you pouting”
{ 46 } — “i…i cant believe it’s really you…i never thought i’d see you again”
{ 47 } — “do you believe in love at first site? or should i walk by again?”
{ 48 } — “you’re the only one i trust”
{ 49 } — “have you always been this idiotic?”
{ 50 } — “i’ve missed this”
{ 51 } — “stay with me?”
{ 52 } — “i came as soon as i could”
{ 53 } — “you owe me one”
{ 54 } — “you’re safe - that’s all that matters”
{ 55 } — “of course i chose you”
{ 56 } — “i couldn’t sleep”
{ 57 } — “you were the first person i could think of”
{ 58 } — “you’re insane!, “you love me though”
{ 59 } — “you mean the world to me”
{ 60 } — “everything about you is amazing to me”
{ 61 } — “will you remember me?”
{ 62 } — “it’s three am. What are you doing?”
{ 63 } — “i need a place to stay”
{ 64 } — “i don’t care how tough you are. You can’t ignore that”
{ 65 } — “you need to see this!”
{ 66 } — “it’s just a scratch, you worry too much”
{ 67 } — “so, we’re doing this together, right?
{ 68 } — “lets get this over before i change my mind”
{ 69 } — “i don’t like the way that sounds”
{ 70 } — “you’re in love with them”
{ 71 } — “i don’t want to lie to you anymore”
{ 72 } — “you don’t love me anymore, do you?”
{ 73 } — “don’t leave…”
{ 74 } — “i’ll walk you home”
{ 75 } — “keep talking, i want to fall asleep to your voice”
{ 76 } — “i wonder if this will ever get old?” , “i don’t think so”
{ 77 } — “tell me that everything is going to be okay”
{ 78 } — “where were you?” , “i;m doing the best i can-”, “no. you’re not hearing me. Where were you?!”
{ 79 } — “dance with me?”
{ 80 } — “you need to stop doing stupid shit”
{ 81 } — “hey hey hey, stop crying, uhh. Please stop crying!”
{ 82 } — “you have to choose. Me or them”
{ 83 } — “not you again”
{ 84 } — “shhh stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair”
{ 85 } — “you always know what to say”
{ 86 } — “everything is temporary. This was simply one of those things”
{ 87 } — “i’m not alot of people’s favourite person”
{ 88 } — “star-gazing was a good idea”
{ 89 } — “don’t talk to me someone might think were friends”
{ 90 } — “do you remember when-” , “oh i definitely remember”
{ 91 } — “...you look like you’ve just seen a ghost”
{ 92 } — “you’re gonna have a really hard time topping this apology the next time we fight”
{ 93 } — “i can’t believe i thought you were a good person. congratulations , you’ve proven me wrong
{ 94 } — “how come i always end up calling you when i can’t sleep”
{ 95 } — { you haven’t been yourself lately”
{ 96 } — “you make me want things i can’t have”
{ 97 } — “no one needs to know”
{ 98 } — “i love you more than i love myself”
{ 99 } — “i can’t lose you”
{ 100 } — “i think i’m in love with you and i’m terrified”
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Fanfiction 13-14
HERE THERE BE SMUT.
Originally posted 9/19/23. This is the only smut in the story, though. The rest is just story.
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13
Connecticut proved to be exactly what Alyss expected of a domain ruled by an angel who’d earned a job as Kliman’s enforcer. Rook insisted on accompanying the van delivering the hard copies, not that Alyss needed them; worse, to the accountant’s perceptions, was that the other angel declared he would stay and receive Alyss’ final report alongside Kliman.
Alyss didn’t want to deliver that report. Not to Rook. Not to an angel that might well turn around and do the things he’d seen happen time and again in so many other places. Why couldn’t all angels be like Kliman? She was ruthless, but she was also kind. She was fair, never cruel for the sake of it. She had escaped the ennui that seemed to claim so many of their kind, which could only be sated with atrocity. Why couldn’t she be the rule, rather than the exception!
“She is the rule,” Jean insisted when he found his bird hemming and hawing, pacing and flailing in his little office. “Alyss, you’ve seen the worst that angelkind has to offer because they’re exactly the kind that can only trust an angelic accountant not to stab them in the back. They know you won’t betray their sins. They know you’re too true to yourself.”
The fretting angel made a high, impatient sound in response, unable to hold still. He only jerked to a halt when he turned and found the vampire suddenly in his path, looking up at him in surprise.
Jean caught Alyss’ shoulders and shook him lightly. “Sunflower. You can’t run away from every fight that finds you.”
“I absolutely can, and I absolutely will,” the angel replied stubbornly, then simply took that last step and leaned against Jean, startling the vampire. “He won’t be cruel?”
Jean felt then the immense weight of trust Alyss put on him, and saw the reason why, in those four words. Without knowing the details, the angel still knew Jean came from that world, had seen it, had lived in it, and had then escaped it. He trusted the vampire’s experience and judgment as he didn’t trust his own. “Kliman taught him, trained him. He lives by her code. He won’t be kind, but he will be fair.” He wound his arms around Alyss’s shoulders. “Don’t tell me you’re a coward, Alyss, I won’t believe you. I was there when the boat came, remember? Too late to lie to me.”
“Well, it’s not like Gevaun gave me much of a choice,” the accountant replied, his voice muffled against Jean’s chest. “And then I couldn’t leave without helping.”
Jean had to smile. Anyone could have left without helping; most would have, in fact. But his bird couldn’t even imagine doing so. The possibility just wasn’t one for Alyss. “Rogue bird.”
“Ugh, I’d rather sunflower,” Alyss declared primly, pulling away and sorting through the documents he meant to bring to the meeting, all but slamming things around. “Oh, fine. I guess.”
Jean, watching him, realized he hadn’t dealt with all that was bothering his bird just yet. “I’m getting to think you don’t like Rook. Personally, I mean.”
“Me? How could I not like him, with his perfect wings and his perfect biceps and his dreamy eyes and his dreamy hair -” As Alyss snapped out further and further details about the other angel, his tone increasingly acidic, Jean’s brows shot higher and higher up.
“Alyss.”
“- and he just fills those jeans so nicely, doesn’t he -”
“Alyss!” Jean caught one of the accountant’s hands and tugged him around, grinning. “Who are you comparing to him?”
“Me, obviously.”
“Well, that’s unfair to Rook.” He saw those sweet brown eyes fly open in surprise. “You don’t… Alyss, do you expect you’ll hear the things the staff have to say about you? Have you ever heard them talk about Rook around Rook?”
“No, I- Wait, what? About me? They don’t talk about me!”
“Endlessly.”
“They do not!”
“About your kindness, your eyes, so nice and sweet and honest. About your brain, the smartest angel they’ve ever heard of, even more than Kliman. About those shoulders that let you pull off a vertical take-off, man, those shoulders, and those wings like amber jewels, like fresh poured caramel -”
Alyss hastily put a hand over the vampire’s mouth, but the damage was done and he was going red to his ears. “You are… I don’t know what you are but you’re not nice!”
Jean caught the wrist of that hand and leaned back minutely, grinning. “Alright, then, I made it all up.” He offered the lie blatantly. “It’s not what they say about you, it’s what I think about you. Do you want me to tell you more?”
“No!” Alyss went, if possible, even redder. He pulled away in disbelief. “I don’t know which is worse!”
“But you’re not fussing over Rook anymore,” Jean pointed out lazily.
Alyss made irate strangling motions at him. The vampire sedately moved closer once again, reaching out to touch the fine-boned, flushed face of the angel. “You are nothing like him, Alyss. There is no comparison. If Rook fell today, a dozen like him would rise tomorrow. The Refuge breeds warriors, sunflower. It Makes warriors, like me. But it only has one accountant.”
Alyss leaned into the touch of those fingertips. “I’m fairly certain there’s none like you in the world, Jean,” he said. “Because if you were gone no one would replace you. Not to me.”
The vampire froze to those guileless words, to the equally guileless gaze that offered them. He had only meant to soothe Alyss, if only because he could actually use the truth to do so. But in return his sunflower was giving him his heart, right there, without his even asking. Before he knew what he’d done he was leaning forward and kissing Alyss as he’d been wanting to for far to long, the way he kissed him in his dreams, in his wildest imaginings. For the past few nights the angel had haunted him in ways no one had for nearly a century.
Alyss tipped his head up and welcomed the kiss with one of his own, with the taste of honey and sunlight and wisdom, and Jean knew he was in trouble. His hand slid into the silky hair of the angel as he tried hopelessly to sate himself. He couldn’t; he couldn’t get enough. He could have spent eternity kissing his sunflower, he realized, and it would never be enough. When Alyss’ hands came around him to cling to his shoulders Jean growled low and tangled his free hand around the angel’s waist, just below the wings, to draw him close, the amber feathers whispering as Alyss shifted them out of the way. The angel’s breath caught and stuttered when calloused fingers slid down along his cheek, over his throat, to the collar of his shirt. The wings shivered audibly.
Jean pulled away with a visible effort, his own breathing coming as if he’d just run down prey. He could feel his heart pounding in ways it hadn’t in centuries, old instincts he’d thought long lost to him rousing awake. Alyss was dimly aware he was shivering, his whole body stretching, straining towards the vampire, wanting him in ways he’d never thought he’d want anyone.
“You’re supposed,” Jean had to clear his throat, his voice was a predatory growl that betrayed his hunger, not that he hadn’t painted the broad strokes of it already on the kiss-bruised lips of the angel. Try as he might he couldn’t unwind his arm from around the angel. “You’re supposed to be meeting with Kliman and Rook.”
“I know.”
“Alyss -”
This time the angel moved forward before the vampire could finish his faint attempt at being responsible, and kissed him hungrily. Jean had been trying for self-control; Alyss had no interest in it. He wound his arms around the vampire’s neck and kissed him as he had in all his daydreams and restless nights, basking in the warmth of him, the scent of the predator laced with all those other things that made it uniquely Jean’s, the woods and the pine-scented aftershave. He heard and felt a snarl go through the powerful body that was suddenly crushed against him, felt those arms tighten around him, and their second kiss turned into a feral, ruthless demand that Jean couldn’t help but make and Alyss was entirely too willing to satisfy.
Jean wouldn’t have believed he had the willpower to pull away a second time but still he managed, gasping desperately for a breath that didn’t smell like libraries and books, honey and sunlight, because if he didn’t stop drowning in the angel he was going to start tearing Alyss’ clothing off him. With his teeth.
“Oh, no,” Alyss gasped breathlessly when he was left bereft.
“Oh, god,” was all Jean could croak back in reply. “Alyss, I’m not letting go if you do that again.”
“Promise?”
“Bird.” Jean warned, trying to sound stern and failing. He caught the angel’s face in his hands. “You have a meeting.”
“I hate the meeting.”
“I’m sure you do,” Jean had to agree. “But it’s still there, being all meeting-like.” When Alyss slumped against his chest with a groan of protest, Jean wound his arms around him. “Come on. Can I carry anything for you?”
“You’re coming?”
“Yeah. If they’re going to all be there harassing you with questions, I figure you ought to have someone you know is on your side.” He grinned at the hopeful look Alyss was giving him. “Someone to remind you you can’t kill Rook just because you don’t like his ass,” he teased.
He got such a prim, indignant look for it that he counted it worth it.
14
The meeting went well, if not quickly, running long enough that Chere sent dinner up to them in the conference room. Rook’s questions were painstaking and blunt, but as polite as the angel could make them, given he was being told both he and his staff had missed the actions of the occasional miscreant here and there. As with most everyone in Raphael’s territory, Kliman and her people left human affairs to humans, caring only for the vampiric and angelic populations and their sins. It was very late at night when the angel of Connecticut declared himself ‘appropriately informed’, at which point he insisted on returning to his home directly. Kliman, Gevaun and Lilah went with him to the open area surrounding the pond.
As soon as they were all out of the room, Alyss slumped on the table with a deflated sound. A moment later he heard a cup clack lightly on the polished slate and rosewood of the table, and smelled Chere’s unfathomably good hot cocoa. “I don’t know what he puts in it but it should be a crime to make cocoa without it,” he declared without looking up.
“I’m sure he’d agree,” Jean rumbled before crouching down next to him, frowning minutely. “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m, yes. It’s always, I always get a little down when I finish a job. Even if I’m not really done, obviously.” Alyss straightened up and sipped at the warm drink. He stretched his wings out, one at a time. “That wasn’t terrible, was it?”
The vampire said nothing. He’d spent the entire meeting slouched against the wall directly behind Alyss, arms crossed, watching the space between those amber wings, listening to the angel rattle off numbers and math and explanations, taking quiet command of the meeting directly away from Rook, who’d looked utterly stunned. A great deal of the other angel’s good behavior, Jean knew, had come from having to humbly ask the accountant to further explain the absolute fifth-dimensional magic he’d worked on the Connecticut books.
It had been unexpected; the vampire had thought he’d have to force himself to remain in the room against all his nightmares and his ghosts calling in the presence of two known angelic warriors. But watching Alyss dominate the meeting with his calm, polite confidence, revealing a new gradient of his passion for his job, had made Rook’s presence moot to Jean’s instincts, and Kliman’s more than tolerable. In the light of Alyss’ presence his nightmares shrunk away. He felt like himself, though it was an uncertain, fragile sense of it, as if he’d found a few pieces of the enforcer he’d once been and managed to put them together at last. And he knew that it, too, came from Alyss. The angel wasn’t a warrior, and though he might know how to fight, he had no instinct for it. More than anyone, angel or vampire, he’d ever met, the accountant needed someone watching his back.
Watching backs was what Jean did best. Or it had been, once upon a time.
“I mean, the meeting was in another language, so what do I know,” he admitted with a lazy shrug.
Alyss grinned at him. “It was not.”
“So was. Pretty sure I even saw Kliman’s eyes cross at one point.”
Alyss nearly spit out his cocoa. “They did n- ! It’s just numbers!”
Jean straightened up, pleased to have chased away that exhausted, lost look, and offered his hands to the angel. Alyss came willingly, setting down the cup and moving right past those hands, into the vampire’s arms. Jean closed them around the accountant, just below the wings, and felt the simmering hunger he’d barely gotten under control at the beginning of the meeting threaten to roll to a froth once again - only for it to immediately settle down to a steady hum when Alyss simply wrapped his arms around the vampire and leaned against his chest with a deep sigh. “It went well,” Jean agreed.
“Thank you.” The words were a heartfelt murmur and they stood there, happy in the moment. “I need to fix the Maine books.”
“What, now?”
“No, I mean, yes but no. Soon. As soon as possible -”
“You need to rest.”
“But -!”
Jean kissed him, and every bit of Alyss’ urgency went to pieces. It was short, sweet, a taste of things to come, and when they parted the angel could barely catch his breath. “Oh, that’s not fair.”
Jean drew in a deep, deep breath through his teeth. “I’m going to see you to your room,” he told the angel. “And I’m going to kiss you goodnight. But if you invite me in, sunflower, you better know what you’re letting in. Because I’m not leaving if you do.”
“Promise?”
Jean had to smile at the breathless question. He stepped away, though it was much easier knowing that his angel wasn’t going to get away. They made their way through the quiet, darkened house and to the accountant’s room. At the door, before Jean could say anything, Alyss whipped around, leaned up and kissed Jean, swift and delicate, letting his teeth linger on the vampire’s lower lip before he stepped back, wings up and rustling quietly. “Won’t you come in?”
Some part of Jean was deeply amused. Most of him was busy tangling his arms around the angel’s waist, bodily picking him up and carrying him into the dark room while he kissed him, hungry and demanding and ferociously predatory. A faded memory made him kick the doors lightly shut behind him, but that was all the attention he was willing to spare for anything other than the angel in his arms.
Alyss squeaked in surprise to be so thoroughly manhandled, wings beating once at the suddenness of it all before he realized what had happened. He yielded to the kiss, hands sliding through the vampire’s dark, curling hair, then reaching down to pluck blindly at the collar of the knit turtleneck.
Jean suddenly froze. Somehow in all his hunger, in all his imagining this moment, the part about clothes had never come up. Somewhere inside him his nightmares threatened to rise up, laughing at him.
“Jean.” Gentle hands caught the vampire’s face and tilted it down. Alyss’ deep brown gaze stared at him without fear, without pity, but with a deep well of empathy that left the vampire breathless. “You don’t have to.”
Jean dropped his forehead against Alyss’s, his breathing ragged for entirely different reasons than the angel and the passion of the moment.
“I won’t ask questions. You know I won’t.” The angel wrapped his arms, and then his wings, around the vampire. “All I want is you, now. Not you, then. Not you, tomorrow. You.” He brushed his fingers over those stone-carved features. “Here and now.”
“I want to tell you.” Jean crushed the angel to him. “God, I want to tell you, but it won’t come out.”
Alyss merely kissed, breeze-light, the vampire’s mouth. “Then I will wait until it can. And I will listen when you’re ready.”
Jean sank into that kiss, one hand cradling the angel’s face. “There’s been good things,” he murmured, “but you’re the best so far.” A sunny, surprised smile broke over Alyss’ face, and there was his sunflower in full bloom, lighting up the dark. Jean smiled back, his memories gone silent. “C'mere, sunflower.” Jean slid his hands down the angel’s back, found the buttons where the shirt secured under the wings, and fumbled with them until Alyss laughed, lifted one wing and turned partially. “I will learn how to do this,” the vampire muttered.
“I’ll give you every chance you want,” Alyss said simply.
Jean paused at the implication that he might have more than one night, more than one chance. That he might just be able to say 'my bird’, not just think it. He pulled off Alyss’ shirt and caught him again, dragging him close for a kiss that trailed down the line of the angel’s jaw, along his throat and down his chest. Every time his mouth touched the pale skin Alyss gasped as if every contact were surprising and delightful. His cry when the vampire’s sharp fangs grazed and held a nipple was birdsong, and Jean felt his skin turn to goosebumps. “Oh, I like that sound,” he declared, his voice gone rough with his hunger for the angel, already wanting to draw more of those little cries from him. He picked Alyss up effortlessly, meaning to take him to the bed, and nearly forgot what he was doing when the angel wrapped his legs around the vampire’s hips, pressing his groin to the hard and urgent heat uncomfortably constricted in Jean’s pants.
Alyss clung with every limb that could to his vampire, pausing only when Jean froze and growled, a low and inhuman sound, his arms tightening abruptly, possessively around the angel. He pulled an arm back and tipped the vampire’s head up by the chin, kissing the stark profile in the dark. “You got me up here,” he pointed out. “I’m guessing you had a reason.”
Jean had to laugh, a short and very surprised sound. “You sang and I forgot what I was doing, sunflower,” he replied, turning to bring them both to the bed, settling Alyss down, the amber wings sprawling and flowing on either side like gleaming waterfalls. There, at last, he relaxed enough to merely look at Alyss and enjoy the sight of him, the scent of the angel, the gift of his presence. “God, Alyss. How can someone know you and not love you,” he said very quietly.
Alyss felt his face grow warm. Before he could answer or protest, Jean was kissing him again, and all he could do was run his fingers through the vampire’s tousled hair. He didn’t mind not touching Jean’s skin; it would be a gift when it came, and if it took centuries, well, what was time to an immortal? But as the vampire’s mouth measure every bit of him that was bare, and Jean’s hands worked on removing the angel’s pants to expand that territory, a very obvious lack jumped out. “You’re not biting me.”
Jean stopped, confused for one brief moment before he realized what Alyss actually meant. He shifted so he could rest his weight on one arm, the other still fussing and fiddling at the zipper and buttons of the angel’s slacks. “I’m not going hungry, Alyss,” he remarked, amused, tugging lightly on a few wisps of dark, fine hair. “Kliman would never. And Chere would die of embarrassment.”
“As if that were the problem,” Alyss muttered, catching that hand and kissing the cup of it. “You’re a vampire, Jean.”
“Yes?”
“So be a vampire. You can’t hurt me.”
“Me not hurting you is not the same as you enjoying it, Alyss.” Jean saw the angel register that and grow deeply thoughtful, and felt charmed all over again that his words would be given so much weight.
“True,” Alyss agreed at last. “But how will I know if I enjoy it without trying it?”
Jean had to laugh a little. “Fair. But you will tell me if I should stop?”
“Yes.”
Jean went back to kissing the angel’s leanly muscled chest, a distraction while he fought Alyss’ pants to a surrender, finally. How could it be so easy to put on his own clothing, but nearly impossible to take the exact same thing off someone else? He noticed that there was no hair to the pale skin, but plenty of muscle hiding under it, as befitted someone who traveled under his own power so much. “Didn’t any of your suitors ever bite you?”
“No. I didn’t even sleep with most of them,” Alyss informed him breathlessly before his voice dropped to an aggrieved mutter. “Never heard the end of that, either.”
Jean grinned. “They won’t approve of me, I imagine.”
'They don’t need to approve of you. I’m the only one who gets a say in the matt- ah!“
Jean fastened his teeth on the angel’s hip as he pulled the last bit of clothing off Alyss. He didn’t need to be told that the angel enjoyed the sharp, tiny sting of pain; the way his body arched up, hips bucking, told the vampire all he needed to know without a word having to be said. He knelt over Alyss and ran his teeth over the angel’s stomach, lingering wherever a sharp edge found muscle, glorying in the little sounds his touch drew from the accountant. He trailed his mouth further down, found a lingering trail of hair. And paused. "Alyss, do you -”
“No, I don’t dye my hair, yes, my mother’s a redhead, no, the curtains don’t match the drapes, Jean, you keep stopping!” The words came out in a breathless, plaintive rush.
The vampire leaned his forehead against Alyss’ stomach and started laughing until he couldn’t breathe. A pillow was acquired and swatted against his head, but still he couldn’t get away from the simple, glorious delight of the moment. He bent down lower and kissed soundly that nest of dark auburn hair before sliding off the bed.
“You said you wouldn’t leave!” Alyss protested, alarmed.
“I’m not,” Jean assured him, heading into the bathroom and turning on a light. “I’m counting on Chere being a very dedicated matchmaker, that’s all.” He opened drawers and cabinets until he found what he was looking for. “Which he is,” he said mostly to himself as he took the tools so thoughtfully provided. He filled a night glass with water and grabbed a towel, and turned off the light. He set everything down on the nightstand, calm and sure, fairly certain he was hiding well the memories rising inside him and trying to choke him once again.
Or he’d thought so. Until Alyss sat up on the bed and wound his arms around the vampire’s waist. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He looked up at Jean.
“Sunflower, more than anything,” the vampire replied, sliding his hands between those wings and feeling the warmth of them on his skin, the fine down at the roots against his fingertips.
“Because I’m in no hurry,” Alyss pointed out. “Well, I am, but not at the cost of you.” Jean smiled, even if it was faltering and faint, and Alyss drew hope from the gesture. “We could just sleep.”
“No. I’m not letting this chance slip through my fingers just because I’m too stupid to shed the stone around my neck that’s my past- ” Jean caught his breath; Alyss had found his hands and dragged them forward, leaning into them.
“Don’t be mean to that younger you,” the angel whispered. “He didn’t know all the things you know now. You were kind to the babies, that night by the marsh. Be kind to yourself.” His hands found the buckle of the vampire’s belt. “May I?”
“Yes.” Jean could barely breathe.
“And you will tell me if I should stop?”
Jean’s head dropped, his shoulders sagging. In that simple question, a mirror of his own, Jean saw himself safe in the angel’s care as he wanted to keep Alyss safe in his own. “Yes.”
The angel undid the buckle, argued with the brass button and zipper of the old, faded jeans. When he brushed his fingers over the straining, heated erection, the vampire, his vampire, let out a strangled, hungry hiss that made Alyss’ feathers fluff and resettle. He leaned forward and kissed the thin fabric, and felt Jean’s hands clutch onto his shoulders with a stuttering little gasp. “Ah, let me guess, you thought you were going to seduce me,” he murmured, removing that last barrier with one hand, the other cradling the vampire’s cock so its freedom didn’t come too abruptly. He left that hand there, fingers brushing casually back and forth over the sensitive, thin skin, glorying in the feel of Jean’s pulse under his fingertips.
“Yes,” Jean managed to strangle out.
“And forgot I’m the son of two angels who live and breathe this sort of thing.” Alyss leaned close and touched the tip of his tongue to the tip of that cock, eyes closing in pleasure to the faint salt taste of the slickness beginning to bead there.
“Oh, god… Yeah, I did.” Jean nearly choked trying to get the words out, but he was having trouble breathing to begin with. He forgot how to do so altogether when Alyss shifted forward just enough and licked the whole length of him, root to tip, with such languid, unhurried delight that Jean couldn’t see, or hear, or basically exist beyond that exquisite touch. One hand caught onto the bed’s headboard and the good, ancient oak creaked under his grip.
“Mm.” Alyss slipped the clothing just far enough out of the way that he could brush his fingers over the curly, dark hair surrounding Jean’s cock. His fingertips wound up, along the trail of hair he’d admired once before, the first time he’d met the vampire. He felt muscles go rigid under his touch and smiled for a moment, leaning down to lick the crown of that cock before taking its head in his mouth.
Words burst out of Jean’s mouth, but for once they were in a language Alyss couldn’t understand. The vampire’s free hand curled around the back of Alyss’ neck and the angel’s mouth curled into a smile. Without being urged, he went where Jean wanted him, by slow measures taking more and more of that cock in his mouth, one hand resting lightly on the vampire’s stomach while the other slipped between Jean’s legs and squeezed gently at the fleshy pouch there.
Jean felt his legs try to go out from under him at the onslaught of delicious intimacy; he staggered minutely, trying to brace his traitorous knees into compliance. But Alyss chose that moment to draw him deep into his mouth and swallow, and the pull and squeeze of the angel’s throat made the vampire’s voice escape in a feral sound through gritted teeth, his knees giving him up to gravity without shame. He clung to the bed and forced his muscles to lock in place. “Alyss, wait -” The hand that wasn’t squeezing thought and sense out of him slid from his stomach over to grip one hip, and Jean moaned; his angel was, apparently, not in a mood to wait. “Alyss, my legs don’t want to work.”
Alyss pulled away, slowly; teeth grazed over the thin skin, and his tongue flicked over the tip. Then he looked up at the panting vampire. “I have no idea what you’re telling me, but it sounds important. Should I stop?”
Belatedly, astonished, Jean realized he’d reverted to talking in the patois of his younger, human years. “You,” he began, struggling for a moment to even remember English. He had to swallow when the word came out an unintelligible croak. “You have knocked the brain right out of me, Alyss. And my legs are about to follow. Have mercy on my dignity.”
Alyss beamed up at him. “Come join me, then,” he invited, and wriggled backwards on the bed, his wings lifting and dropping along the opposite side.
All Jean saw, all he could hear, all he could think of, was that cheerfully tendered invitation. He was out of his boots before he even knew what he’d done, kicking off his pants and anything else that might get in the way. He crawled onto the bed and rocked back on his knees, catching at the hem of his sweater -
The memories hit at the same time that Alyss’ hands caught onto his and stopped him. The angel might as well have caught his nightmare and strangled it before it could bloom with that simple gesture, only to further compound his defense of the vampire with three simple words. “Leave it on.”
Jean leaned forward and Alyss met him halfway, and they kissed slowly, as if with that one act, that one sentence, the angel had at last reminded his vampire that they were immortal, that they had forever. Slow and sure, Jean drove Alyss back onto the bed, setting kisses along the angel’s throat, no less hungry for all that they were no longer filled with urgency. He measured every inch of his bird’s body with his mouth, with his hands, teeth lingering over each dark nipple. He licked his way down Alyss’ chest and over his stomach. There, with the angel trembling under his fingers, he bit him just hard enough to break skin. Alyss gasped, one hand closing a white-knuckled grip on the bedding, the other tangled up with Jean’s. The vampire licked the beads there and growled, low, inhuman, instantly drunk. To the vampire Alyss tasted like he smelled, of sunlight and honey, of summer, of libraries, of those ancient books he’d been forbidden to touch even while he longed for them, the craved-for scent of parchment, of ink, or leather bindings. Of knowledge and wisdom. He licked again and Alyss arched up off the bed, chasing after his mouth, his own erection twitching restlessly against the vampire’s stomach. Jean grinned. “So we like biting?”
“Oh, yes, very much, yes, thank you.” The angel’s hasty, panting reply made Jean grin.
“Then let’s go for keeps,” Jean said, leaned close and bit the spot just above the edge of that patch of auburn, curly hair. The angel’s taste filled his mouth and overwhelmed his senses. Alyss cried out at a sudden surge of pleasure, and ground restlessly against Jean, leaving the vampire to grit his teeth against a feral urge to simply rut him on the spot. Instead he kissed the bite, his tongue lingering to heal the tiny marks, before he leaned forward to try and catch the lube.
It was a mistake. It put his chest within easy range of the riled-up angel underneath him, and a moment later Jean had to cling to the headboard with a startled, hungry sound when a warm mouth reached up, not even caring about the sweater he was still wearing, closed over one of his nipples and bit him. “Bird!”
Alyss laughed low. Even though he’d caught mostly fabric, his daring got him rewarded with a hot mouth against the pulse on his throat, teeth skating over the skin, tongue chasing after them to lap up the thin beads of blood and mend the flesh. “I like it. Do you?”
“Yes.” Jean tried again to grab for the little bottle, finally found it and reeled himself back to kiss that clever mouth. “Getting brave, aren’t you.”
“Oh, no, not me.” The angel sprawled on the bed, the only light on him the dim glow of the night outside the windows, and he looked beyond enthralling to Jean. “I’m only brave when you’re close. I think you might be my courage.”
Jean forgot he was rolling the bottle between his hands, getting it warm. “Well,” he said at last, “just as well I don’t have plans to go anywhere.” Everything the vampire had learned, everything he knew and everything he’d dreamed, all that he was, he applied to that moment, to the angel in bed with him, until Alyss was gasping in hoarse little cries, until those glorious wings were battering the gloom around them in frantic, chaotic beats. His mouth touched every last curve of that pale body, leaving welts in some places, banishing them in others. Fingers slicked with lube left the angel arched up, breathlessly pleading for more, for release, for anything the vampire would give him. In the end it was more than Jean could stand, that steady, lilting, delighted song from his angel. He covered Alyss’ body with his own, kissing those pleading lips and slowly, oh so carefully pressing into him. His world became nothing but his bird, his sunflower, writhing and eager beneath him, hands clinging to the vampire’s shoulder and that restless mouth pressing harried kisses to Jean’s mouth, his neck, the line of his jaw.
When Jean, overwhelmed by pleasure and by the sheer love in those simple gestures, dropped his head to rest against the angel’s chest, Alyss tangled his hands in the vampire’s curling hair and bared his throat and chest to him with a barely whispered plea. “Please, please, give me more.”
It was more than Jean had ever hoped for, or expected. The warmth around his cock, the press of heat and muscle welcoming him, the angel’s scent like breath in his lungs, the taste of Alyss in his mouth, fire through his veins. Those arms wound around him, refusing to relinquish him, and the wings, a sea of sunset and amber feathers for him to drown in. He pressed himself to the root into Alyss, and the sensation tore a wordless sound out of him, half snarl and half whine. His hips moved entirely outside of his control at that point, slow and sure, in measured motions that made both him and his angel sing with the flood of sensations. “You,” the vampire breathed. Only the self-control he’d learned across the centuries of his battered lifetime kept him from simply losing himself, right there and then, to climax, but more than anything he wanted to usher his angel there first. He wanted Alyss to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that someone cared for him beyond all others in the world.
That he was not an accident.
That someone would come looking for him.
That he was priceless.
He rocked, watching those fine features get lost to pleasure, goosebumps rippling through his skin with every desperately hungry little sound from the angel. “You are everything good, Alyss,” he gasped.
Alyss clung to the vampire, hands curled into fists on the fabric of the sweater, unable to speak, unable to even think of words. For once his ever-restless mind was silent, reduced to a jumble of exquisite sensation. He had met so many people, angels and vampires and even the occasional human, all of them intent on seducing him, owning him; none of them had wrapped him in the profound sense of devotion, of admiration that Jean offered with his touch, with his gaze, with the easy warmth of his words and his actions. To everyone else Alyss was something vaguely valuable, a showpiece.
To Jean he was everything, treasure, friend, lodestone. No one had ever looked at him like the vampire did. No one had touched him with such utter hunger, with so much care. The amber wings beat at the dark and he rocked in time with Jean, desperate for more, but the vampire would not budge from that slow, ruthless rhythm that seemed to drive him right to Alyss’ soul every time. The angel tried to protest, to demand more, but Jean’s words left him even more breathless than the sex.
And then Jean shifted, bracing a hand into the bed, and when he thrust again Alyss shattered with a high, eager cry. Climax swept over him and swept him away, all that he was except the truth of him that only Jean had seen, the angel, glorious and absolute like an autumn sunrise. He felt more than hear the vampire snarl; Alyss breathed out his name, felt that hard mouth sweep over his, and in the midst of the kiss the angel felt the heat of Jean’s orgasm spill into him, felt fangs sink into his shoulder and cried out in mingled pleasure and pain, his own ecstasy hitting another peak.
There was nothing but pleasure, nothing but each other. When Jean finally stopped, arms shaking to hold him up above the angel, Alyss hissed breathlessly and dragged him down, arms and legs tangled around the man. He felt the vampire tense up and then go limp, an arm slipping beneath Alyss’ head, the other curling a hand over his cheek so he could kiss him, slow and hungry. The amber plumage rippled when Alyss tasted his blood in Jean’s mouth.
They laid there, sated and willingly lost in one another, for a long timeless moment, until sleep claimed them in the safety of each other’s touch.
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Prompt List
General prompts
1. “Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”
2. “It’s you. It always has been.”
3. “You’re everything I could’ve wanted and more.”
4. “Kiss me.”
5. “Home stopped being a place when you entered my life.”
6. “You should probably go home.” “But I’m already home.”
7. “You’re an idiot.” “But you love me.”
8. “I’d do anything for you.”
9. “You took all the pillows, so I’m using you as one.”
10. “Stop moving and let me braid your hair.”
11. “I’m so proud of you.”
12. “Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”
13. “I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.”
14.“You are my family.”
15. “I’m right here.”
16. “Can you just please hold me?”
17. “I’m pretty sure (you’re/she’s/he’s/they’re) my soulmate”
18. “You come here often?” “Well considering I work here, yes.”
19. “You know, I think my (mother/father/parents) would be proud if I brought (you/her/him/them) home.”
20. “I just want to see you happy.”
21. “I haven’t seen (her/him/them) smile like that in ages.”
22. “You made me a better person. Thank you.”
23. “I’d rather live in the woods with you than in a mansion with some (girl/boy/person) I barely know.”
24. “This reminded me of you.”
25. “Your hair is really soft.”
26. “You’re really warm.”
27. “Are you blushing?”
28. “Can I stay here tonight?”
29. “Because I love you.”
30. “I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.”
31. “I’m never going to leave you. I promise.”
32. “Make a wish!”
33. “I love seeing you smile.”
34. “Why are you wearing my sweater?” “Because it smells like you.”
35. “I just want to be there for you.”
36. “I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”
37. “You’re just a softie.”
38. “You owe me.” “Fine, whatever you like.”
39. “You’re safe now, I’m here.”
40. “Why are you scared of loving?”
41. “You are crushing me right now.”
42. “Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen.”
43. “I love you.”
44. “You’re an idiot.” “But I am your idiot.”
45. “Take my hand. Just trust me.”
46. “You’re hurt. Please just let heal it.”
47. “At least let me clean it.”
48. “I told you to take care of yourself.”
49. “You’re the only thing that matters.”
50. “Stay.”
51. “I’m leaving.” “Of course you are, that’s all you know how to do.”
52. “You promised you’d stop drinking.” “And you promised you wouldn’t hurt me!″
53. “You promised you’d stop drinking.” “And you promised you wouldn’t hurt me!″
54. “I loved you.” “Then why did you let (her/him/them) get in between us?”
55. “Maybe they were right. You never did change.”
56. “This is all in my head. It’s all happening in my head.”
57. “Don’t you dare walk away from this!”
58. “What gives you the right to just waltz back into my life after all the pain you’ve caused.”
59. “You’ve changed.”
60. “You win, happy?”
61. “I’m sorry I’m not enough for you.”
62. “I wish we never met.”
63. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t leave.”
64. “You deserve so much better.”
65. “I can’t keep playing pretend.”
66. “Leave.”
67. “What am I in your life? Because as of lately, I feel as though I’ve been nothing to you.”
68. “I don’t need help! I need an end to this pain.”
69. “You promised.”
70. “Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”
71. “Hasn’t this addiction done enough damage already?”
72. “You just threw four years of friendship out the window.”
73. “You broke me.”
74. “Lie to me. I don’t care what you say. Just lie to me. Make me feel okay again.”
75. “They warned me about this.” “About what?” “You.”
76. “I loved you. I loved you so so much, but you hurt me.”
77. “I would’ve done anything for you.”
78. “I was happier with you.”
79. “They were perfect for each other.”
80. “I never would’ve thought (she/he/they)’d end up with someone else.”
81. “I risked my life for you.”
82. “You deserve better.”
83. “Move out of my way before I make you.”
84. “What happened to their happily ever after?” “Not all love stories get a happily ever after. Sometimes it’s just once upon a time.”
85. “I miss the old you.”
86. “You’re not you.”
87. “Let me go.”
88. “When did you stop loving me?”
89. “It’s always been (her/him/them).”
90. “Its (her/him/them), isn’t it?”
91. “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”
92. “Why did you wait until I moved on?”
93. “Any other lies left to tell me?”
94. “I didn’t know where else to go.”
95. “Have you been sleeping?”
96. “Are they really ‘just a friend’?”
97.“I wasn’t lying when i told you that I loved you.”
98. “I won’t hurt you.”
99. “Don’t let go.”
100. “Do you want that?”
101. “Just let me stay.”
102. “Can I at least tell my side of the story?”
103. “Do you trust me?”
104. “Are you flirting with me?”
105. “Is the weight of your sins too heavy?”
106. “Just let me see (her/him/them) one last time. Please.”
107. “Are you afraid to die?”
108. “You look happy.” “I’m sorry, do I know you?”
109. “I’m sorry, do I know you?”
110. “Why can’t I get you out of my head?”
111. “Don’t let go.”
112. “Just let me stay.”
113. “Come home.”
114. “I hope you’re happy.”
115. “They don’t need to know.”
116. “I made this for you.”
117. “Why is arson always your first answer?”
118. “Is this really the time for jokes?” “Is this really the time for jokes?”
119. “You always do this.”
120. “Wake me up when it’s over.”
121. “Is that vodka? At 7 in the morning?”
122. “It’s not my choice.”
123. “Can we take this home?”
124. “Hey, look at me. Focus on me, alright?”
125. “I haven’t seen (her/him/them) smile in months.”
126. “(She/he/they) don’t belong with (her/him/them)!” “Than who do(es) (she/he/they) belong with?” “…..with me.”
127. “Are they dead?”
128. “You want to play pretend? Well, two can play at that game.”
129. “Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”
130. “Come back to bed. Please.” “You’re who they warned me about.”
131. “You’re who they warned me about.”
132. “Come back.”
133. “You should’ve listened to me.”“I haven’t seen you in days.”
134. “I haven’t seen you in days.”
135. “Are you jealous?”
136. “Cheers, I’ll drink to that.” “You drink to everything.” “Cheers!”
137. “I love you.” “Tell me that when you’re sober.”
138. “Why is there a deer in the room?”
139. “It’s pouring rain. Why are you here?”
140. “Where are you?”
141. “I love you.” “You shouldn’t.”
142. “What happened?”
143. “Have you been taking care of yourself?”
144.“Is that blood?” “Yes but that doesn’t matter right now. What does matter is-” “You are literally bleeding.”
145. “Is that my book?”
146. “What’s wrong with your hand?”
147. “Is there a problem?”
148. “You never listen to me.”
149. “Do you see me laughing?”
150. “I don’t like this.”
151. “What the fuck is this?”
152. “Listen carefully.”
153. “Sounds kinky.”
154. “Do we have a problem?”
155. “I do not snore.”
156. “Did you get lost?”
157. “That’s a lot of cupcakes.”
158. “What smells like peaches?”
159. “I didn’t say it was a good idea.”
160. “You need to get out of there!”
161. “Think about what you’re doing.”
162. “You could have died.”
163. “I’m glad you’re here.”
164. “I have a bad feeling about this.”
165. “You should be more specific.”
166. “Who is that?”
167. “Don’t forget your coat.”
168. “Where’s my shirt?”
169. “You’re sick and you need to rest.”
170. “I was set up.”
171. “Don’t be so shy.”
172. “Wanna tell me what you’re doing in my kitchen at 3 am in the morning?”
173. “What is this about?”
174. “That shirt is awful. It would look better on the floor.”
175. “Don’t be stupid.”
176. “I am your superior and you will respect me.”
177. “Don’t you dare disobey another order.”
178. “Maybe you should go lay down.”
179. “Mind if I join you?”
180. “I’m not crazy.”
181. “This is my choice.”
182. “I’m not leaving.”
183. “Can I come in?”
184. “Sit down and shut up.”
185. “I can explain.”
186. “I double dare you.”
187. “I feel great.”
188. “Have it your way.”
189. “Diner is served.”
190. “Your wish is my command.”
191. “Enjoy your time off.”
192. “Where have you been?”
193. “Be safe.”
194. “How long have you been standing there?”
195. “When it happens to you enough you just learn to pick up on it.”
196. “It’s okay. I’m used to it.”
197. “I didn’t like you anyway.”
198. “Get out and don’t come back.”
199. “You’re everything to me, yet I’m nothing to you.”
200. “Please can we just talk this out?”
201. “There is nothing more we can do.”
202. “Stay with me!”
203. “Don’t look at me like that.”
204. “You know damn well why things are the way they are.”
205. “I never meant to fall in love with you.”
206. “Let go.”
207. “I hate you, but I think I hate myself more.”
208. “Look at me! C'mon, don’t do this!”
209. “I regret it all.”
210. “No. Don’t you dare shut me out!”
211. “You mean so much to me. Please let me help.”
212. “We can never start agian.”
213. “You’re gonna make it, just stay awake.”
214. “I promised myself I wouldn’t let anyone break my heart, yet here you are.”
215. You’re stronger than you think you are.
216. Nothing can hurt you, as long as I am here.
217. We love you!
218. You seem to have an untapped power within you. Whether you use it for good, or evil, is up to you.
219. I’ll beat the shit out of you for hurting them!/They’re our friend!
220. We will never judge you. You are perfect the way you are.
221. Kiss on the forehead; I hope we're together forever.
222. Don't ask for a kiss, take one.
223. This is me trying not to scare you away.
224. Slow dancing in the dark.
225. You make me feel safe.
226. You're being all cute and sweet it's making me want to kiss you.
227. You deserve someone who values you.
228. Shut up and kiss me.
229. No way... you're actually jealous
230. What is your problem?
231. If I could, I'd kiss away all your scars.
232. Please kiss me already.
233. Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy.
234. Please don't leave me.
235. I thought you didn't want me.
236. It was just a bad dream. None of it was real.
Harry Potter Specific prompts
1. "That potion is all wrong."
2. "Get your wand out of my face."
3. "We need to get you to the hospital wing!"
4. "Why can't they do the sorting after dinner? I'm starving!"
5. "Typical 'insert House name' ."
6. "Do you want to study by the lake?"
7. "Are you okay? That bludger nearly took your head off!"
8. "Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?"
9. "You look...amazing."
10. "Do you want to dance?"
11. "They say the Shrieking Shack is haunted...we should check it out."
12. "It's bloody freezing!"
13. "Woah, looks like you bought the whole of Honeydukes!"
14. "I'll never get the hang of this spell."
15. "That was amazing!"
16. "I'm...struggling to think of a happy enough memory for the patronus charm."
17. "Watch it, you nearly put me in the fireplace!"
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Hey, everyone! To celebrate my new followers, I’ve made a prompt list for requests for Steve and Eddie! Feel free to send in as many as you want!
1. “This is for you.”
2. “Surprise!”
3. “Am I going to hate you for this?”
4. “You’re a terrible influence.”
5. “I knew this was a mistake.”
6. “You shouldn’t be here.”
7. “We need to talk about what happened last night.”
8. “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”
9. “I think I’m in love with you.”
10. “Will you please just listen to me?”
11. “Just trust me. Please?”
12. “How long are we going to keep this a secret?”
13. “Don’t ask.”
14. “How many times do I have to tell you that I love you before you believe it?”
15. “You look even more beautiful than I remember.”
16. “We’re going to be late.”
17. “Why did you lie?”
18. “Please don’t cry.”
19. “It’s been a long day and I just need a cuddle.”
20. “Marry me.”
21. “How drunk are you?”
22. “I just want you all to myself. Is that so wrong?”
23. “Will you just shut up and kiss me already?”
24. “Don’t act like you don’t know exactly what you’re doing to me.”
25. “Where have you been?”
26. “Can we talk? Alone?”
27. “I just want to make you feel good.”
28. “This isn’t all about you.”
29. “Can I kiss you?”
30. “Hold my hand.”
31. “It almost sounds like you’re jealous.”
32. “I think I deserve an explanation.”
33. “Why have you been ignoring me?”
34. “You look really good tonight.”
35. “I can’t believe you’re actually trying to leave without saying goodbye.”
36. “You know, you don’t always have to be so fucking rude all the time.”
37. “Do you ever think about me as much as I think about you?”
38. “No, stay.”
39. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
40. “What’s on your mind?”
41. “I can’t believe I let you drag me here.”
42. “I need you.”
43. “There’s no need to be jealous, honey. You’re the one I love, remember?” “Prove it.”
44. “Don’t go all shy on me. You look so pretty like this.”
45. “Oh, darling, if you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask.”
46. “That’s a really nice dress but I think it would look better on the floor.”
47. “Do you trust me?”
48. “I’m going to fucking worship you.”
49. “Can I try something?”
50. “You look so pretty under me.”
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