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5ivebyfive · 9 months

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Here's an excerpt from my new trimberly fic, in this fairytale. It's a rough draft so it may change some, but this is essentially it. I hope you enjoy, and I hope it makes you wanna read the fic when I post it!

Kimberly Hart, age 27, sat on an old, rickety lawn chair on the boardwalk of a beach town pier. Her sketchbook lay open in her lap and her eyes scanned the nightlife around her. The last couple that had asked for a sketch had given her the $40 she asked to do it. The great thing about trying her art somewhere touristy was that people would pay for it. She mostly did sketches of people and their families or significant others. Those paid well. In between, she sketched what she saw around her. Her hand was always moving, charcoal pen in hand. Constant charcoal smudge on the side of her hand and fingertips as always. She liked it. The true sign of an artist. Of what she had always dreamt of being.

Nothing made her happier than creating art. It wasn’t exactly the career her parents dreamed of for her, but they supported her in pursuing it. She went to a special high school for the arts, and for college (a double degree in Art Studies and Art History), and double Master’s degrees, but despite all of her work, she hadn’t found a real career in it yet. To be honest, she didn’t know what she wanted to do with her degrees. She had just enjoyed studying for them. What she really wanted was to see her art in galleries and not have to do anything else. But she hadn’t gotten there yet. And she didn’t care.

Luckily, her parents offered to pay her rent while she figured things out, even as it took time, so she settled in the small town and drew tourists all day. She wanted her break. All artists did, didn’t they? But despite showing her portfolio to different art galleries and contacts she made along the way, she had no bites. But it was okay. She was happy with her life. She liked drawing tourists and making them smile. She liked drawing the people she watched around town.

She turned a page in her sketchbook to draw a cute couple leaning on the railing over the water, but as she set her pencil to the page, she was drawn into a beautiful sound. Someone was singing. The sound was soft, a guitar strumming, and Kim looked around. A petite woman was sitting against a pole of the boardwalk, strumming her guitar and singing. Her eyes were closed as she put out a melodic tune.

The girl wore holey jeans and scuffed Doc Martins, a white muscle tank top with a sunflower on it, and a snapback hat with a blue wave on it that said ‘Hawai’i’.. Her hair flowed from beneath it in dark waves. She wore no make-up, but her features were soft and flawless. A jawline sculpted by the goddesses, long dark lashes, a cute nose, and a long, slender neck. Kim was dying to see her eyes. She was a sucker for a pretty girl with pretty eyes. But she was, in a word, stunning.

Kim licked her suddenly dry lips. She couldn’t look away. In front of the musician was an open guitar case and people passed by tossing singles or coins in for her. The girl nodded each time even though her eyes were closed. Her voice rose and fell in song. It was husky, small but strong, and just…beautiful. She was beautiful. Kim continued to watch her, and without realizing it, her pencil moved across her blank sheet. The warmth radiating off of the musician, the soothing sound of her voice, Kim was able to capture it all in that picture. She barely even tried. She sketched the slopes and shadows of the girl’s face. The cascades of her hair. The way her lips opened in song and her delicate fingers on the tense guitar strings.

A streetlight clicked on over the musician’s head, and it sent a soft glow over her that opened up a yearning inside of Kim. She had given up on one-night stands some time ago, over the empty, needy feeling it gave her. She had found other people attractive over time, and even went on a date with a few nice people, but nothing had transpired. It had been a long time since Kim had truly been with someone, and she ached looking at this girl. It made her want for the first time in a very long time -- or maybe she had been wanting and wanting and just hadn’t found the person to give it to -- and there was something else about this girl, this musician, that grabbed Kim’s interest and made desire, desire for touch, skin, and lips, arise in her.

Trini Gomez leaned back into the pole she sat against on the boardwalk and hummed softly as she quickly tuned her guitar between songs. Something had sounded off about it, and she needed it to be right. When it gave the sounds she wanted, she smiled and started playing again.

If it were up to her, she’d be on a stage somewhere sharing her love of music, but she hadn’t gotten that break yet. She didn’t even know, truly, if she wanted it. A little bit of stage fright, a lot of wanting to be unseen, and those things didn’t bode well for a musician. But here, on nights like this, she could feel like she blended into the environment. There were shouts and laughter all around her, the sound of carnival music further down at the boardwalk’s ferris wheel, all lit up for the perfect June night. She smelled popcorn, fried fish, and saltwater. She loved it.

She had only lived in the small beach town for a couple of weeks, but she was glad she landed there. She had moved around a lot, well, her whole life. But more so since she moved out of her parents’ house at 18. She was basically on her own from then on. Every so often her dad would send her money if she needed it, but she tried not to need it. She worked hard all day at whatever job she had scraped up at the time, and spent her nights going out to listen to other musicians, and finding somewhere to play her own music. The boardwalk had been perfect for it. Now 22, she had only been out one other night before this one, but she got a good amount of money from it, and people had often stopped to watch and listen to her. She liked it.

As the night wore on, and the sounds around her dimmed, she easily flowed into her last song. A slow, acoustic version of Rihanna’s “In A Hopeless Place”. She heard several people drop money in her case, but kept her eyes closed. It was easier that way. Less vulnerable. She felt and heard one last soft ruffle of someone near her, but just nodded and continued her song. As it ended, she opened her eyes. She looked around. The boardwalk was almost empty. The lights on the ferris wheel were out. She could hear the waves more clearly behind herself. She sighed to herself at the wrap of another evening and looked down in her case. She saw a bunch of bills and coins in it, but also…a piece of paper folded in half.

She frowned and pushed her guitar aside to reach into the case. She took the paper out and unfolded it and sat in stunned silence. It was a picture of her. A drawn picture. Done in black charcoal and full of lines and shadows. It was definitely her. Playing her guitar, eyes closed, wearing exactly what she was wearing. And it was damn good. Every feature she was so familiar with on her face was in the picture. A calming serenity, mixed with an untold emotion was on her face in the piece of art. All aspects of it were just…her. It was as though the artist had been right in front of her sketching it. She looked around again, but she didn’t see anyone nearby. Her brows furrowed in thought. There had been several artists on the boardwalk, but she had barely registered them. Had she seen anyone else on the boardwalk that had been watching her? Not that she remembered.

She looked back down at the picture and smiled. She liked it. She liked it a lot. She folded it back up and put it in the inside pocket of her jacket. Then she packed up her guitar, got up, and walked off towards the ratty apartment she had rented. She didn’t even care that she was going home to a dark, dingy smelling one room place. The picture was all that was on her mind.

#feel free to let me know what you think!#trimberly #trimberly fic #power rangers 2017 #this fairytale tag #my fics #otp; trimberly against the world

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roboticromantic · 1 year

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Pokémon f/o (romantic AND platonic/familial ships) headcanon icons! Not all of them are fully set in stone but I’m vibing w these ones so far ^^

#pride icons #pridecons #my headcanons #my icons #pokemon #otp: thirdrailshipping #otp: eternityshipping #otp: happilyeveraftershipping #otp: punktacticsshipping #brotp: you and me against the world #brotp: ghost type appreciation club #brotp: galvantula arms

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thegayneurodivergentagenda · 1 year

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ceasefire (by Only The Poets) × Bad Buddy The Series

Here they roll in like a storm on the waves

Shots fired and nobody's safe

We're in trouble

No, no, no, not yet

Gripping the seams but the dreams slip away

On-board by them warm in their graves under rubble

Baby, we can't win this war, no

You had a vision of life in your mind

But this is a mess and the words never rhymed like a poem

No, no, no, not yet

You're taking the questions and toeing the line

Are you coming or going, you're wasting your time

You should love it

Maybe we won't win this war

But from here

until the door

ceasefire

I call a ceasefire

My love, your long day is over now,

over now

You've been that lost voice in the choir too long,

I call a ceasefire

Ceasefire

this is for @honeysachet and them only.

ceasefire (by Only The Poets) × Bad Buddy The Series

BadBuddy× my Playlist 4/n

#patpran×my playlist #i cried again #the softer smaller ceasefire at the end because pat is like I'm calling ceasefire to the fight you're having with *yourself* too #OTP are so good????#louis tomlinson must be thanked for this #he must be thanked for a lot of things #i love pran and pat so much #pat will fight for pran but never against #pat “you always fight next to me” ep11 jindapat #but for you #i would risk it all #GUYS THIS IS JUST EPISODE 11 CENTRIC TO HIT CLOSE TO HOME BUT THE SONG FITS THEIR ENTIRE POST EP 12 RELATIONSHIP SO WELL #my heart hurts so bad #my daily contribution to the patpran angst agenda #write the angst you wish to see in the world #crying asf #bad buddy #pat x pran #pat napat jindapat #patpran #pran parakul #if we cry they cry but we are us and them is also us #angst #PAT POV BECAUSE HE WILL BE STRONG FOR PRAN #based heavily on a rant of bbts rewatch by the loml honeysachet

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soldwreckedmoved · 11 months

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JACK TWIST

brokeback got us good, don’t it?

NAME: jack twist

AGE: 19

SEX: male

D.O.B: august 23, 1944

ORIENTATION: closeted homosexual

OCCUPATION: farmhand/cowboy

FAMILY: born to john & jolene twist, no siblings. married to lureen newsome & has one son, bobby. engaged in a twenty year long affair with ennis del mar. partners and children are verse dependent.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE: brown hair and blue eyes. typically wearing jeans and boots, along with a flannel button down and an undershirt underneath a jacket. occasionally wears a wide brimmed cowboy hat.

EDUCATION: high school dropout

RELIGION: raised catholic but is questioning his faith

ALIGNMENT: chaotic good

ZODIAC: virgo

PERSONALITY:

ya know it could be like this, just like this always.

rambunctious. outgoing. friendly. selfless lover. hardworking. dependable.

HISTORY:

Jack Twist was born to John and Jolene Twist after about a year of trying for a baby. The young couple welcomed their first and only child on a chilly morning in April at home. Everything had gone well with the birth and both Jack and Jolene were as healthy as could be. John was very proud of both mother and son and would go to great lengths to bring them up in conversation whenever he could. Jack quickly grew into an energetic, bright young boy with a natural curiosity for the world around him.

When Jack was 19, his father decided that he should get a summer job. The money he received from odd farmhand work and rodeo gigs wasn’t enough, you see, and he needed to start doing more to support the family. Jack decided to take a sheep herding job at a local mountain called Brokeback Mountain. He didn’t know much about sheep, but he figured it wasn’t that different than working with cattle, so he took the job. As it turned out, the sheep farmer that had hired Jack had also hired another farmer, a 19 year old from Wyoming. All that Jack managed to get out of his fellow shepherd was that his name was Ennis Del Mar.

Jack and Ennis didn’t talk much for the first few weeks they were on the mountain. Jack worked higher up on the mountain than Ennis did and so there was no reason for their paths to cross other than at mealtimes. And for a while, that’s all the interaction they had. One night, though, they’d been drinking more than usual and Jack made the mistake of trying to make a pass at Ennis. Nothing came of it, at least, not at first. Eventually, they ended up falling into bed together in Jack’s tent and the agreement was made that it was to strictly be a one time thing. The agreement wasn’t honored, as Jack and Ennis would go on to continue their affair for the next twenty years.

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some made up place where bluebirds sing//verse - pre canon. jack grows up loved by his mother and looked down upon by his father. he longs to get away from his father’s constant criticism but he doesn’t want to leave his mother alone with john. so he stays and he works on the farm and when his father tells him to get a job for the summer, he jumps at the chance.

measure the short leash you keep me on//verse - canon. the events of brokeback mountain. jack and ennis meet in the summer of 1963 and, despite the fact that their sleeping together was a one time thing, begin an affair that spans twenty years and will undeniably affect their marriages and the lives of their children.

you have no idea how bad it gets//verse - post canon. jack survives the accident but refuses to speak about it. he becomes more withdrawn and it’s a very long time before he seeks ennis out again. when he does, he tells him one more time that he’s leaving—this time for good—and that ennis is more than welcome to join him if he so chooses.

and you ask me about mexico?//verse - the brief period of time that jack spent in mexico. he spends most of his days drinking or smoking and most of his nights in someone’s bed, trying to forget the past years. it doesn’t work and so he leaves after about six months.

we could’ve had a good life//verse - modern. jack is still a farmhand and he’s still in love with ennis. the only thing that’s changed is the time period. people are more accepting now, but ennis is still fearful and he chooses to hide their relationship. jack goes along with it but he secretly wishes that ennis had the courage to be open about it.

he’s nine kinds of crazy//verse - any and all interactions with muses that do not exist in the brokeback mountain universe. this includes fandomless ocs. it does not include brokeback mountain ocs.

ships

i wish i knew how to quit you//otp: jack/ennis

dynamics

you’re too much for me//dyn: jack/ennis

i just like the direction you’re goin’//dyn: jack/lureen

the original asshole//dyn: jack/john

she had the patience of a saint//dyn: jack/jolene

you and me against the world//dyn: jack/bobby

miscellaneous

what we’ve got now is brokeback mountain//aesthetic

my head is always too loud for me//headcanon

sure is a pretty boy ain’t he//faceclaim

#char: jack twist #some made up place where bluebirds sing//verse #measure the short leash you keep me on//verse #you have no idea how bad it gets//verse #and you ask me about mexico?//verse #we could’ve had a good life//verse #he’s nine kinds of crazy//verse #you’re too much for me//dyn: jack/ennis #i just like the direction you’re goin’//dyn: jack/lureen #the original asshole//dyn: jack/john #she had the patience of a saint//dyn: jack/jolene #you and me against the world//dyn: jack/bobby #i wish i knew how to quit you//otp: jack/ennis #what we’ve got now is brokeback mountain//aesthetic #my head is always too loud for me//headcanon #sure is a pretty boy ain’t he//faceclaim

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ljf613 · 2 years

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OTP List

otp: always and forever (Nathan x Haley, One Tree Hill)

otp: a cursed boy and a cursed girl (Zeref x Mavis, Fairy Tail)

otp: a seed of truth (Yukio x Shura, Blue Exorcist)

otp: bringing you home (Bruno x Mirabel, Encanto)

otp: call my name (Yato x Hiyori, Noragami)

otp: don't let me kill you just yet (Zack x Rachel, Angels of Death)

otp: even if the whole world is against you (Naofumi x Raphtalia, Rising of the Shield Hero)

otp: every single thing about you (Marco x Star, Star vs. the Forces of Evil)

otp: give yourself to me (Hak x Yona, Yona of the Dawn)

otp: got a problem with that? (Atsushi x Risa, Lovely Complex)

otp: if we survive this one i'm yours (Mamoru x Haruka, Until Death Do Us Part)

otp: i'm glad i trusted you (Satoru x Airi, Erased)

otp: in our own time (Young MacGuffin x Merida, Brave)

otp: i've always loved you (Zack x Quitterie, Astra: Lost in Space)

otp: i am his wife (Karluk x Amir, A Bride's Story)

otp: i still love you so much it hurts (Ben x Grace, Manifest)

otp: make you mine (Ban x Elaine, Seven Deadly Sins)

otp: milky way (Ledo x Amy, Gargantia on the Verdurous Planet)

otp: my dear boy (Aladdin x Kougyoku, Magi: Labyrinth of Magic)

otp: nothing was worth losing her (Sesshomaru x Rin, Inuyasha)

otp: one step at a time (Shiki x Sawa, Fruits Basket Another)

otp: our promise (Van x Trisha, Fullmetal Alchemist)

otp: stunning work (Huan x Ikki, Avatar: Legend of Korra)

otp: tallahassee (Neal x Emma, Once Upon a Time)

otp: thanks for cheering me up (Chat Noir x Marinette, Miraculous Ladybug)

otp: that's how i show affection (Zuko x Toph, Avatar: The Last Airbender)

otp: they understood each other perfectly (Harry x Ginny, Harry Potter)

otp: the greatest gift in the world (Hiccup x Astrid, How to Train Your Dragon)

otp: the moon (Shoya x Shoko, A Silent Voice)

otp: the most precious person in my life (Kyo x Tohru, Fruits Basket)

#otp: always and forever #otp: a cursed boy and a cursed girl #otp: a seed of truth #otp: bringing you home #otp: call my name #otp: don't let me kill you just yet #otp: even if the whole world is against you #otp: every single thing about you #otp: give yourself to me #otp: got a problem with that?#otp: if we survive this one i'm yours #otp: i'm glad i trusted you #otp: in our own time #otp: i've always loved you #otp: i am his wife #otp: i still love you so much it hurts #otp: make you mine #otp: milky way #otp: my dear boy #otp: nothing was worth losing her #otp: one step at a time #otp: our promise #otp: stunning work #otp: tallahassee #otp: thanks for cheering me up #otp: that's how i show affection #otp: they understood each other perfectly #otp: the greatest gift in the world #otp: the moon #otp: the most precious person in my life

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hopelessromantic-ghost · 2 years

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my mans is reaching HEIGHTS 😭😭😭 12 & 15 ft tall, respectively:

#personal #WHYS HE SO BIG HELLO??????#the way if i were there in game and i met redd during that third glitch in the north #i would be PETRIFIED. full on SHOCKED.#i didn’t even realize that was redd the first time i played LMAOOOO i walk down the steps to find this Big Fucking Thing just hanging out #in my living room. tapping his foot in frustration.#WHEN HE EXTENDED HIS ARM TO GRAB ME? ABSOLUTELY NOT.#SKXNSJDNDKSSNDK redd you are so terrifying 😭🫶#otp: you and i against the world

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neroushalvaus · 6 months

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Tumblr in the 60s

☮ monkeewholock follow

🎉🎉CONGRATULATIONS UNITED KINGDOM 🎊🎊🎉🎉🎉🎉BYE BYE GROSS INDECENCY!!!!🌈🌈🌈 62 countries have now legalized sexual activities between men🌈🌈🌈

🐞 homophilespock follow

SPIRK CAN FINALLY FUCK

🚀 starrfleet follow

They are American, not British... But I'm pretty sure spirk has always been able to fuck since the show is set in the future.

📻 lesbianbobdylan follow

Christ, this is not about your cutesy uwu yaoi otp, go outside and smoke some grass

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🌻 flowerpower follow

Politicians are not your friends but damn Kennedy is fine, I look at one (1) picture of him and my head literally explodes

🌻 flowerpower follow

...i just woke up, why is my askbox full

🌻 flowerpower follow

WHY IS HE TRENDING I'M SCARED

🌻 flowerpower follow

guys stop reblogging this it's been like five years i've changed

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🎹 nixonsafascist follow

do you think they call him little richard because he has a little. Richard

🎹 nixonsafascist follow

easy website

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🇻🇳 shirellesofficial follow

Being the only lesbian in your friend group sucks so bad. "beatles or stones??" i will kill you

🗣 lavendermenaceisreal-deactivated72537262

Disrespecting female social groups for male validation? Typical lesbian behaviour.

🇻🇳 shirellesofficial follow

Mike Jacker isnt gonna fuck you

🇻🇳 shirellesofficial follow

Oh no I think she couldn't handle that

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✌ draftdodgerdyke

DM me for the addresses of my Swedish and Canadian friends. Do not put your personal information in the reblogs.

🙍‍♀️ silvermilk follow

You should be ashamed of yourself.

✌ draftdodgerdyke

huh??

🙍‍♀️ silvermilk follow

I said, you should be ashamed of yourself. You disgust me. I assure you, when the commies attack us, you will not find your silly little post "groovy" anymore.

✌ draftdodgerdyke

Jesus, don't flip your wig

🙍‍♀️ silvermilk follow

My father fought in ww2 for you ungrateful degenerate.

✌ draftdodgerdyke

Don't see what your daddy's unsexiness has to do with me and my lads taking a sexy sexy trip to Sweden.

#anyway only hot guys dodge the draft

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🪕 prostitutesandlesbians follow

in every interview i watch of the beatles they are so DONE and trolling everybody, these fucking annoying BITCHES, i need them inside me so badly

🪕 prostitutesandlesbians follow

#this but not john lennon #i just can't forget the heinous things he said about jesus

idk I actually think it was very sexy of him, stop trying to cancel john in my post

✝️ jesusrevolution follow

The reading comprehension on this website is piss poor. John literally didn't mean he was greater than Jesus or better than Jesus, he was just trying to make a point about the world becoming more secular. Cancel culture has gone too far.

🚷 to-hell-with-the-beatles follow

How dare you say we piss on the poor?? Jesus died for Mr Lennon's sins and it's not "cancelling" to send him a few respectably worded death threats to remind him of that. He cancelled our Lord first!

✝️ jesusrevolution follow

Girl Jesus literally said it's cool, I dropped acid yesterday and saw Him and He told me.

🪕 prostitutesandlesbians follow

help the girls (christians) are fighting in my beatles thirst post

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🛼 donovandyke follow

I will be glued to the tv today. If you don't want to hear about it, just blacklist #moonlanding !!

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🗣 claudeberger4ever-deactivated98975287

Hi I'm new to the Hair musical fandom so I'm not super invested in the whole discourse, but I just felt like this needed to be said: Friendly reminder that not being against the war in Vietnam does not make you a bad person!

🥁 ringoforpresident follow

it literally does tho

✌ draftdodgerdyke

Another win for us hot guys

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#how do i TAG THIS #can i just tag this ''funny'' or is that patting myself on the back too much #memes #dashboard meme #dash meme #1960s #my friend tirlittan came up with ''draftdodgerdyke''#i want that fictional blogger carnally #funny #tumblr in the 60s

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musical-chick-13 · 9 months

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Thinking about that one person I met who said, "I would be really here for romantic Jaime/Cersei if they weren't related."

#what must it be like to live in this person's world #'if they weren't related' THEY WOULDN'T /HAVE/ A RELATIONSHIP IF THEY WEREN'T RELATED BECAUSE THEY'RE FUCKED UP!!!! THEY'RE OVERLY #INSULAR AND SELF-OBSESSED AND PART OF THE 'OBSESSION WITH LEGACY' HOUSE??? THEY SEE EACH OTHER AS EXTENSIONS OF THEMSELVES??????#THE POINT IS THAT THE EXPECTED IDEALS OF FAMILIAL LOYALTY/LOVE HAVE BECOME TOXIC AND CORRUPTIVE???????#THESE ARE KEY THEMES OF THE WHOLE WORK????????#THE 'US AGAINST THEM' MENTALITY IS /BECAUSE/ OF THEIR FAMILIAL CONNECTION & DUE TO THEIR UPBRINGING????????? LIKE. WHAT???????????????????#obviously people can have whatever interpretation of/relationship to a work of fiction they want but this just. BAFFLES me.#OTP: until you and I are the only people left in this world

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chrollohearttags · 10 months

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writing silly prompts with my OTP so you don’t have to • part one

content warning: exactly as it says, voyeurism, exhibitionism, reverse cowgirl, squirting

📝: I cannot explain this even if I wanted to. Sometimes, I have a lightbulb in my head, constantly flickering and other times, it’s nothing more than wind and baked beans up here so I need help jogging my brain muscles and reviving my creative spark. Don’t get me wrong, I love you guys’ asks and I’ll get to them, as well as the commissions, I swear but I need to get my juices flowing again 🫶🏾

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“Ahh! Shit…mmphm. Gonna make me come..”

“Go ahead, princess. Nut on this dick..better keep quiet though. You don’t want us to get caught..”

another peaceful Sunday stroll down South Beach’s Design District turned to a rather eventful outing. Of course, that was nothing out of the ordinary for the infamous couple. It wasn’t rare for the two of you to spend your very limited free time enjoying relaxing walks through the various shops in the heart of downtown..where you may have frequented your favorite stores and restaurants as a bit of routine in your very chaotic and ever changing schedules. It was the one constant that you could bet on in your hectic lives. However..as soothing as the mundane was sometimes…you both still craved that thrill. The excitement that came with doing something you had no business. That rush only grew tenfold when you considered the fact that you weren’t exactly inconspicuous..everyone in Miami and the world at this point knew EJ the Don and (y/n) (l/n). Everyone was looking for an excuse to photograph you two. So it was insane that you were so casually perched atop your man’s dick at a popular lounge on Ocean Drive; enjoying some semblance of privacy as you had rented out the rooftop area for yourselves but even so, if caught, you’d find yourselves front page on somebody’s blog. Right now, you just couldn’t be vexed to give a fuck. Instead…

“Fuck! I don’t care who sees, I just wanna keep—“

your words trailed off into a high pitched yelp as that tip poked the inner corner of your sensitive core. Being fucked up into like a jackhammer into concrete. A tattooed hand on your clothed tummy and inked fingers stroking your clit. All of this because you just had to wear..it. A regular, run of the mill sundress that you had probably gotten as part of PR from Fashion Nova or Shein a year ago and just decided to throw it on to combat this horrendous heat. And yet, it was getting your pussy pounded! Strutting around without so much as a thong on underneath, just in case the mood struck you. Of course, it didn’t take long for your husband to follow suit when saw the fat of that ass swaying from behind the clingy material and watched you bend over to retrieve something when that hem raised and that plump little cunt became visible..from there, neither of you could contain yourselves. Up and down with your legs propped onto the pool chair you went..rutting your hips in slow circular motions as you performed tricks on that dick. Smacking, wet noises filling the summer air. You were certain some attendee or waiter was lurking in the shadows, possibly jerking off or even filming you two but it didn’t even matter. Your only concern was coming all over him! That deep voice growling in your ear as he held you close to his chest and let you ride out your orgasm. Even shortly after, bending you over again so that he could see that ass moving against him. Shouting off expletives at each other..

“Give it to me! Fuck this pussy, daddy. Right there!..”

“Hold still, baby..gonna nut all in this shit!—“

before he could do so, you were already reaching a climatic high..clamping down on his shaft before springing up and spraying him with those sweet, divine juices. Groping one of your tits, Eren would cackle as he watched you come undone for him. Squirming all over the place with uncontrollable trembling from that powerful peak. You were still shooting out tiny streams of that squirt afterwards. Having been fucked so roughly with such impact but of course, it couldn’t be helped..

“Sorry, princess. You know what happens when you wear that shit around me. Can’t help myself..”

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honeybeefae · 9 months

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Shadows of Fire (Azriel x Reader x Eris)

Summary// You stumbled upon something that you should have never seen, something that would send two courts of Pyrthian into chaos if made public. After a week of trying to forget, the two men cornered you, leaving you nowhere to run even if you wanted. However, deep down inside, did you?

(Azris is like my OTP and writing this was SO fun. I love this idea of a reader sandwich and I cannot lie I have fantasized about this exact scenario multiple times. Enjoy this 4,600 smut fic! I hope you guys like it!)

WARNINGS: Smut, Threesome, Bondage, Edging, Orgasm Denial, MMF, Spitting

By the time you arrived back at your shared apartment, it was late. You weren’t even meant to be there tonight but the date you had planned went up in smoke. He was cocky and rude, staring at your breasts for most of the night while the rest was spent bragging about the women he slept with.

It shouldn’t have been a surprise to him when you declined his invitation to go home with him but by the look on his face, he seemed shocked his moves hadn’t made you putty in his hands. You had to refrain from rolling your eyes when he sneered at you, storming off like a child.

Good riddance.

Your roommate, Azriel, had plans tonight and you hoped you wouldn’t be interrupted as you unlocked the door quietly. His late-night rendezvous often left at this time so your fingers were crossed that you wouldn’t walk in on something that would make your eyes bleed.

And it wasn’t that you thought he was unattractive. Anyone with two eyes could see that he was, with tan skin and a lean frame. Black tattoos covered his body which only added to his dangerous vibe not even counting the wings. You weren’t stupid enough to deny the attraction.

However, you also weren’t stupid enough to jeopardize a friendship for a fuck that could only end badly. Azriel didn’t “do” relationships and you had heard more than one girl leave angrily when he denied them the night. No matter how badly you might want to have sex with him you were not going to give in to the temptation.

The floor creaked under your bare feet as you gingerly walked down the hallway, keeping your eyes ahead as you strained to hear any noises. You cursed under your breath when you heard soft moans and grunts coming from his room, the smell of sex increasing with every step you took.

You picked up your pace and prayed to the Mother they didn’t hear you, not wanting to deal with Azriel’s agitation or god forbid a jealous woman thinking you were here to steal her man. As you beelined for your room beside his you saw the door to his bedroom slightly ajar and you froze when you heard something… unexpected.

“Oh, Az,” A deep, sultry voice moaned loudly. “I always knew you couldn’t resist me.”

That voice…didn’t belong to a woman. It also didn’t belong to just any man, at least not a regular one. Thanks to your emissary duties to the Autumn Court, you knew that voice like the back of your hand.

That voice belonged to Eris.

Surprise was an understatement for what you were feeling as your feet cemented into the floor, your dark figure looming in the doorway as you saw the two of them. There were a few candles lit around the room, giving just the right amount of light for you to see the two sworn enemies in a very interesting position.

Azriel had Eris pinned against a wall, his wings tucked in tightly as he bit and sucked at the red-headed male’s neck. Eris had his head thrown back in ecstasy, his hands digging into the Shadowsinger’s hips as he ground down onto his clothed thigh. They were both breathing heavily, their shirtless chests already coated in sweat. You knew you needed to leave, to pretend that you never saw the two of them like this, but something about them was hypnotic.

The way their bodies moved against each other, how Azriel’s shadows caressed the neglected areas of Eris while they shucked off the rest of their clothes. It was like they were the only two in the world. A thrill went down your spine at being such a voyeur to this scene, the taboo couple adding fuel to the fire as you felt yourself grow wet.

“I might put that mouth of yours to better use, prince,” Azriel growled as he grasped Eris’s cock through his boxers, his grin feral at how he melted into his touch. “You’re only good for sucking my cock anyways. Isn’t that right?”

One of your hands flew over your mouth to conceal the moan that wanted to escape as you watched Eris nod submissively, his knees hitting the floor as if it were the most natural thing in the world. It shouldn’t have been as hot as it was.

Azriel fisted Eris’s hair into his hand and guided him to his cock, his nostrils flaring as he got to work. You could only see his head bobbing up and down but your mind was ready to fill in the blanks, your fingers itching to bury themselves in your needy cunt.

“Oh, fuck, Eris,” The Illyrian growled loudly, his hips pistoning in and out as he used him as his fucktoy. You watched Eris palm at his red cock, the candlelight catching the bead of precum on his tip as he readily took everything Azriel gave to him.

Your fingers were teasing the waistband of your panties before you sent them further south, rubbing your clit through your underwear. It was just the right amount of friction that had you biting your tongue to keep quiet as you watched them.

After only a few seconds of teasing yourself, you couldn’t wait any longer and hastily pushed your panties aside to shove your fingers inside yourself. You knew it wasn’t going to be enough but you kept fucking yourself, matching your thrusts with Azriel's as their moans grew louder.

Everything was getting too hot, too fast, and you gripped the doorway to steady yourself, freezing when it creaked under your weight.

No, no, no, no…

Both men froze and turned to look where the sound had come from, their gazes full of surprise and what looked like anger as they took in your form, your smell, and your hand down your pants. You blinked once before yanking your fingers out of your still-dripping core and running out the apartment door, slamming into an innocent person who just happened to be walking by.

“Sorry! I’m so sorry!” You spluttered as you kept running, waving a hand behind you while weaving through the streets. The night air was cold on your skin as you looked behind you, making sure you weren’t followed before you finally stopped to lean against a building. “What the fuck have I done?”

Both of your hands went up to grab the sides of your head as you looked up at the stars, shaking your head in disbelief. You had lost yourself in watching them, their passion, and not only intruded on their very personal moment but also fucked yourself while watching.

You had just ruined not one but two relationships for a stupid, lust-driven decision. Azriel would never be able to look you in the eyes again and Eris…mother above, your already shaky relationship with his court has now crumbled completely.

“I am so screwed…I might as well pack my shit up tonight.” You mumbled to yourself, trying to stop your bottom lip from quivering as your anger turned to sadness.

“Why would you do that?” A raspy voice asked from beside you, making you jump and whip around. Your eyes widened in fear when you saw Azriel leaning casually against the wall, Truthteller twirling in his hands. “Did you see something you weren’t supposed to?”

“Azriel, I-” You tried to explain, taking a nervous step back only to bump into a solid mass. Your throat bobbed as you leaned your head back to find a smirking Eris. “Guys, listen, I am so sorry-”

“Are you though?” Eris tilted his head, grabbing your forearms roughly and spinning you around to face him. “You could have run, you could have gone to bed, but you stood there watching us…”

“With your fingers shoved in your needy little cunt.” Azriel finished for him, pushing himself off the wall to come up behind you. “What you saw tonight…it does not leave your mouth, do you understand?”

You hesitated, your entire body on high alert as you were sandwiched between the two men, and you flinched when you saw Az’s eyes darken. Before you could blink he had his scarred fingers gripping your face painfully, his nose brushing against yours as he bent down and said, “Answer me.”

“I swear on my life.” You promised quickly, eyes flickering between the two of them. “I won’t tell anyone just please let me go, please don’t hurt me.”

He held you for a moment longer before letting go, both of them stepping back as you took in much-needed air with a hand over your chest. Adrenaline was coursing through your body as you started to walk away, resisting the urge to run, until something cool wrapped around your wrist and yanked you back.

Your feet stumbled but you caught your footing before you could faceplant, looking down to see one of Azriel’s shadows holding your arm. You lifted your frantic gaze upwards only to see them both smirking devilishly.

“Do you smell that?” Azriel hummed, raising a brow towards Eris as the redheaded nodded and clicked his tongue.

“I do…it’s the same smell that was in the apartment when Y/N was fucking herself,” Eris replied. You could feel a shift in the air as they watched you with wicked delight. The sound of your heartbeat was roaring in your ears as you struggled against the shadowy binds only to gasp when a rope of fire slithered around your other arm. “Where do you think you’re going, pet?”

“The fun is just starting.” The Spymaster smiled as they both tugged you forward roughly, sending you spiraling towards them until four large hands caught you and straightened you out. “You wanted to watch us so badly. Let us put on a proper show for you.”

“No, I don’t-” You tried to protest only to shudder when you felt a pair of warm lips on the shell of your ear, the heat of the fiery bonds increasing briefly as Eris dragged a hand down the side of your body. It shouldn’t have felt as good as it did and when you looked up you saw Azriel watching you with hooded eyes.

“Are you sure about that, mouse? Look at how quickly you’re coming apart.” He snickered, cupping your face and running his thumb over your bottom lip. “We’ve barely even touched you and you look like you’re ready to burst.”

Eris continued his lazy exploration of your body while his mouth caressed your neck. Your hands were fisted at your sides as Azriel watched on, licking his lips as he slipped the pad of his thumb into your mouth. “Suck it.”

And despite all the qualms you had about this situation, about the two of them, you found yourself immediately listening to his instructions. You took the large digit and started sucking and swirling your tongue around it, the slight groan from Az’s throat only spurring you on.

“Good girl.” Eris whispered into your ear.

Another shiver ran down your spine from his words as you closed your eyes to avoid the embarrassment of how much this was turning you on. However, Azriel seemed to want to watch how they were affecting you. Both of their bonds suddenly disappeared as you stumbled back, barely catching yourself against the wall as you glared at them.

“What the hell?” You huffed, crossing your arms before letting out a small shriek as Eris threw you over his shoulder. Your fists banged against his back while your feet kicked around but a loud, hard slap to your ass got you to still momentarily.

“Save your voice for the bedroom, pet. You’re going to need it.” He chuckled with a glance over at Azriel, the two of them nodding before you felt yourself drop into nothingness. Your stomach churned as you winnowed into Azriel’s bedroom, Eris dropping you roughly on the bed as the Spymaster swooped in from the balcony.

“I truly am sorry, more than sorry even, for invading your privacy.” You swallowed thickly, your palms sweaty. “What I did was wrong and perverted and-”

“Mother above, shut her up, Eris.” Azriel rolled his eyes, smiling when your eyes widened as a thick rope of fire tightened around your throat. It wasn’t tight enough to cut off your airway but you knew he could if he wanted. “Spare us the holier than though speech, mouse.”

“I’m just-” You tried to argue only to gasp when the fire grew hotter. Your skin starts to sweat from the heat and you realize that four more binds have wrapped around your wrists and ankles, spreading you open for the two of them. Eris also used the opportunity to burn your clothes to dust, the wind scattering it across the floor as he left you bare for them.

“You just what? You just stood there and watched as I fucked Eris’s mouth? Stood there and touched yourself to the sight of the two of us?” Azriel was now on top of you, his eyes dark and tone seductive. “Admit it, Y/N. Admit it to yourself that you enjoyed watching us. Admit that deep down inside you are nothing but a wanton whore.”

“I’m not!” You denied, frowning, only to thrash and struggle as a cloth was shoved into your mouth. “Mmm! Mphm!”

Azriel clicked his tongue while shaking his head, stepping back onto the floor and turning to Eris. “Shall we continue before we were so rudely interrupted?”

“What about her?” Eris jerked his head towards you as you still struggled against your restraints. He frowned and narrowed his eyes, the flames licking up your skin burning fiercely for a moment until you whimpered in pain. “I must admit, I’ve wanted to taste her from the moment she walked into my court.”

“As soon as she can admit to herself that she loves watching and being treated like this, she can join us. Until then…” Azriel trailed off, grabbing Eris’s hips and pulling him towards him. The redhead grinned and kissed him with a passionate fire you could feel from the bed, their teeth clashing as they hastily removed their clothing.

You bit down on the cloth as their cocks sprang free from the confine of their pants, both of them impossibly large and thick. Azriel had more length while Eris was slightly girthier, though you know what mattered more was how they used it. Wetness began to pool between your thighs once more as you wriggled slightly, trying to gain some friction.

“Knees. Now.” Azriel commanded, his chest rumbling when Eris readily responded and took his cock in his mouth. It was already hard and you moaned loudly when you saw Eris’s throat bob with every inch he took of the Illyrian.

Your fingers flexed as you watched him swallow Azriel down to the base, the Shadowsinger making a choking sound before grabbing a fistful of red hair and holding him there for several seconds. Tears were welling up in Eris’s eyes as he struggled to breathe but he never fought against Az’s hold. He took everything he was giving him.

“Good boy, good fucking boy,” Azriel grunted, finally letting him come up for air as he turned to look at you. “Look at how wet you’ve made her, Eris. She’s soaking the sheets.”

“Fuck, she looks delicious…” Eris moaned. “Are you ready to submit yet, pet? Ready to show us how good you can be?”

You hesitated, struggling with the moral and immoral thoughts swirling around your brain, and whined when Azriel shrugged his shoulders and turned back to his lover. “Her loss.” He said, using Eris’s hair to guide him back to his throbbing dick. “Eyes on me, prince.”

He had no hesitation as he went back to work on his cock, his hands rubbing where his mouth couldn’t reach. Your mouth went dry as you saw Azriel grow more and more desperate, his hips snapping in time with Eris’s sucking. Every inch of your skin felt as if you were on fire and when you saw Azriel shove him all the way down his throat, spilling inside him, your resolve finally broke.

“Mmmph! Mmm!” You garbled through the makeshift gag, your pussy weeping with how desperate you were. They ignored you, lost in their own euphoria as Eris’s own cock jerked in need of release.

“Don’t swallow it, greedy prince. Keep my cum warm for me while I check on our little voyeur.” Az smirked, gingerly pulling out of his mouth before strolling towards you. His cock was glistening with Eris’s spit and his own cum, already starting to get hard again as you looked up at him with pleading eyes.

“Something to say, mouse? Do you need something?” He taunted, one of his shadows ghosting over your swollen cunt. It made you buck your hips as you struggled to talk, gasping for air when Azriel yanked the wet gag out of your mouth. “Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

“I like it. I like it and I shouldn’t but I do,” You rambled, chest heaving with each word. “I’m a dirty slut who liked it just please, please fucking touch me. I’m begging you. I need it.”

Azriel mulled over your words, the shadow pressing more firmly on your clit. You knew if he kept going you would cum in no time, your inner walls already clenching as you bit down on your lip to try and control yourself.

“Was that good enough for you, Eris?” Azriel asked, smirking when he saw him already climbing up the end of the bed. “Or should we make her beg more?”

“No, no, please!” You nearly cried, ignoring the burn from your bonded hands and feet as you tried to get up. “I promise I’ll be good, I promise. I’ll do whatever you want just please touch me.”

You flinched when Azriel’s fingers tilted your head to look at him, his eyes drinking in your tear-stained cheeks and flushed face. He studied you for what felt like forever before bending down until his forehead was touching yours. “You’re ours now, little mouse.”

Eris’s hot, wet tongue licked up your cunt as you were staring at Azriel and it made you cry out in pleasure, taken off guard as he latched onto your clit and started sucking on it roughly.

It was too much sensation at once and with how worked up you were, you already felt yourself teetering on the edge. Azriel seemed to realize as he crawled beside you and pinned your arms to the bed, Eris’s fire disappearing instantly. “Don’t you dare fucking cum, whore. You have to be given permission.”

“I can’t-” You choked, your hips grinding down as Eris moved down to circle the tip of his tongue over your hole. “I can’t hold it! Please!”

“I said no,” Azriel growled, fingers digging painfully into the soft skin of your arms. “Stuff her full of my cum, prince. Claim her for me.”

Your brows furrowed in confusion until you watched as Eris pulled away from your sopping wet cunt, a small string of saliva following him, and spat Azriel’s cum onto your pussy. The sight of it had your toes curling as Eris gave you a devilish smile, sliding two fingers down your lips, collecting the cum, and then shoving them roughly inside you.

“Oh, fuck!” You yelped as he fucked his lover’s cum into you, his fingers curling with each thrust before he went back to licking and biting your clit. It was the hottest thing you had ever seen and you almost sobbed when Azriel pinned your hips down to keep you still.

All you could do was lay there and take it, desperately trying to fend off your orgasm as Azriel whispered in your ear, “Take it like the dirty slut you are mouse. Feel his thick fingers inside of you, fucking my cum into you.”

“She tastes so fucking, mmph-” Eris growled into your pussy, his amber eyes glowing like embers as he looked up at you. “So fucking good.”

“I bet she does, I can smell how sweet she is,” Azriel said, his fingers dancing down your body until he got to your breasts. “And look at how beautiful these are…just waiting to be marked up.”

He gave your right nipple a harsh smack at the same time Eris sucked your clit again, the pain and pleasure mixing in a toxic wave of lust. They had you seeing stars and they were just getting started.

“Please, Azriel, Eris, please let me cum,” You begged, your bottom lip quivering as your legs shook with the effort to contain it. “I’ll be good, I’ll be a good girl.”

“You’re so cute when you beg like that, Y/N.” Azriel praised, goosebumps rising on your skin as his breath blew softly onto your neck. “So pretty, such a good whore. Do you think she should cum, Eris?”

Eris pulled back, ignoring your whimpers as he rose to his knees and pulled Azriel into a heated kiss so that he could taste your juices on his tongue. You huffed out angrily, nearly ready to stomp your feet as you felt your orgasm fade into nothing due to the lack of stimulation.

“Is my pet throwing a fit? Did you not already get enough attention?” Eris cooed, turning to watch you as Azriel kissed down his neck and palmed his cock until the High Lord was bucking into his hand. “Are you, ah, are you that needy?”

“Of course she is, look at her.” Azriel mocked, sucking a large hickey onto the column of his throat before he pushed him back roughly. Eris landed beside you, his hair splaying out beautifully as the Illyrian roughly picked you up and had you bending over the edge of the bed. “Suck his cock, mouse. Make him cry for you.”

You did not need to be told twice, your mouth hungrily kissing his inner thighs and trailing up to his dripping member. It was thick and long, the tip red and begging for you to pay it attention. He let out a small groan as you kissed and licked the head of him, swirling your tongue round and round before a sharp smack landed on your ass.

“I said to suck his cock not tease him, little whore.” Azriel ordered, letting another spank hit your clit this time which made you moan. You nodded, eyes focusing on Eris as you took him all the way to his pubic hair. It tickled your nose as you watched the redhead lurch forward, his hands immediately flying to your head to hold you still as he rutted upwards.

“Stars above, that feels amazing,” He moaned, looking over you to Azriel who was stroking himself to the sight. You began to choke and only then did he finally let you go, his thumb reaching out to wipe away the mascara that was now smeared under your eyes. “Again.”

He gave you no time to prepare as he roughly shoved himself down your throat once more, his mouth hanging open in ecstasy as you did your best to breathe through your nose. You cupped his balls in your hand, rolling them around, which only spurred Eris on further.

“Who knew you were such a good cocksucker, Y/N?” Azriel chimed from behind you, stepping forward to rub his hard cock through your folds. Each time he bumped against your clit it made you lurch back, trying to get him to enter you. “Maybe that should be your new title, hm? Just for us.”

“Only for us.” Eris echoed. “Fuck I’m going to cum.”

“Paint her face. Mark her in your cum.” Azriel growled, savoring the way you were both lost in your own pleasure as Eris suddenly pulled out of your mouth to spurt onto your face. You closed your eyes and took it, loving the way they were being so filthy with you before you moaned when you felt Azriel enter you from behind.

“So fucking tight,” He gritted out as he fucked you wildly like a beast taking his bitch. Your whole body was jerking forward and all you could do was look at Eris, your eyes heavy-lidded as he swiped some of his cum off your face and held it out for you to taste.

You sucked his finger in greedily, enjoying the salty taste of him as he smirked back at how corrupted you had become. However, as soon as Az hit that spot deep inside you, you let go of his digit to let out a loud, whorish groan.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” You cried out, looking back to watch him pound into you from behind. With every brush over that spot, you felt your orgasm building once more, your walls clenching tightly around him which made him hiss through his teeth.

“You wanna cum on his cock, pet? Do you deserve it?” Eris teased, placing two fingers under your chin to force you to look at him. “Do you think you deserve to cum on his cock?”

“Yes, mmm, I do,” You pant, moaning into his mouth when he kisses you sloppily. He tasted of warm spices and Azriel, the combination intoxicating as your tongues swirled together. It made your already wet cunt wetter. “I’ve been good.”

Azriel grabbed your hips harshly, making sure to leave bruises on them as he felt his orgasm racing up his spine. His balls started to tighten and he couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted as he spilled into you, your orgasm following swiftly behind as you came and came and came.

Your entire body shook with the force of it as you all but collapsed onto Eris’s thighs, your ass still up in the air as Azriel continued to thrust shallowly into you. He grinned as some of his cum leaked out the side of your union, watching it fall onto the bed.

“You made such a mess, little mouse,” Azriel noted as he reluctantly pulled out, scooping his oozing cum and shoving it back inside your sensitive hole. You whined, trying to move away but Eris forced you to stay still as the Spymaster continued to toy with your sex. “And you came without permission.”

“I-what? But you-” You mumbled, lifting your head to turn and gaze at him. “Eris said…”

“I only asked the question, pet. I never permitted you.” He said sweetly, brushing the hair out of your eyes as you swallowed in fear. “You should know better.”

“It’s alright, prince.” Azriel smiled, flipping you over forcefully before appearing over you. “We have plenty of time to teach her how to behave.”

The last thing you saw was Azriel’s hazel eyes before his shadows circled your head, blinding you as Eris chuckled into the night air. You sucked in a breath when you felt those fiery bonds return once more, locking you to the bed as they both set to work on your punishment.

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