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luviestarz · 8 months

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lee haechan fic recs!

❤︎ I LIKE YOU (I DO) (L.DH) - @domjaehyun (stoner!haechan just wants you to know how much he likes you.)

❤︎ paperclip - @smileysuh (yandere, ex bf! hyuck)

❤︎ My Boy. - @prodbymaui (A series of failed relationships and you were this near of giving up on love. But then here comes little Donghyuck and his persistence. Maybe-- he was the one fated to you, after all.)

❤︎ kiss it better - @yeow6n (haechan gets hurt but you know that with him it’s not going to be as simple as putting a band-aid on it)

❤︎ sugar, butter, & the royal crown - L.DH - @haechwrites (prince donghyuck only has one princess on his mind, but she's not actually a princess. she's just the royal baker's granddaughter.)

❤︎ bus stop - @ooshu (haechan rides the bus. you hop on the same ride. minutes later, you two were a couple. he never questioned why.)

❤︎ strawberries & cigarettes - @hyudior (the art school's play is in two days and you're running out of time to put everything together since your known enemy lee donghyuck decided that the rehearsal day was the perfect day to release a launch party for his new album.)

❤︎ >> take my breath - @hyuckwrlds

❤︎ moles ♡‧₊˚ lee haechan - @sleeping-sirens (you read something on the internet that made you feel jealous of a person you didn’t even know but haechan knows just how to reassure you.)

❤︎ haechan — gold-skinned, eager baby - @hyuckmov (he used to be able to hide it. he used to be fine with glancing at you, habitually flicking his eyes to your chest when you would walk into the room or snuggle up to him. but now he’s totally fucked, because he thinks he’s developed some sort of addiction.)

❤︎ eyes tell - @tonicandjins (donghyuck has been trying to confess his feelings to you. third time's the charm, he thinks.)

❤︎ going below zero | l.dh - @cherryeoniis (Considering how much Haechan makes it his personal mission to antagonize you at work, it seems like a rather cruel twist of fate that the both of you have been side by side since middle school, the only consolation being that his office is a different floor from yours. But if there’s a saying about how distance makes the heart grow fonder, your attitude with him might just be the opposite, and it’ll take a family ski holiday to find out.)

❤︎ take my breath. - @sixzeroes (lee donghyuck did not believe in ‘love at first sight.’ key word: did. he does now, but only because you happened to fall into his arms on the icy road in the narrow streets. you’re going to render him breathless from the countless times your smile takes his breath away.)

❤︎ ice cream thief [ l.dh ] - @tddyhyck (someone has been eating haechan's favorite ice cream so he decides to put a hidden camera in the kitchen and living room thinking it's a shared space it shouldn't invade anyone's privacy... right?)

❤︎ tease | lee haechan - @hyuckiefluff (Playing spin the bottle definitely wasn't what you had envisioned for your first college party. And the last person you expected to see was Lee Haechan. But life has a funny way of throwing surprises at you, and this time it came in the form of the bottle landing on some drunk dude who dared you to kiss Haechan.)

❤︎ 𝟏𝟎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ¹⁸⁺ - @goldyeokki (you and lee donghyuck both get along like oil and water. if it were up to you, you would be going about your days without even breathing in his direction. unfortunately you're in the same friend group and you have to tolerate each other. as handsome or attractive as people claim him to be, you hate his guts. there's so many reasons why you hate him, so why do you get butterflies in your stomach when he's near?)

❤︎ high (with my lover) [m] – l.dh - @yeonghosins (y/n smokes up with donghyuck for the first time)

❤︎ what the puck! - @choerrypuffs (you hit the university’s star hockey player with your car. shenanigans (and maybe even a little romance) ensue.)

❤︎ double take | l.dh - @cherryeoniis (friends to lovers, highschool au, slowburn, fluff, angst)

❤︎ Your Red Lipstick || L.DH - @ihaechans (Kisses, kisses, kisses. That’s all your boyfriend wants. When you refuse to give him the one thing he craves, he won’t leave you alone, begging and begging until you give in.)

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captain-joongz · 4 months

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fanfiction recommendations/my favourite reads in 2023

ot8/multiple members

♤ in the same class as ateez by @essenteez

◇ murphy's law by @atzfilm

alien!ateez, soulmate au

♧ into the aurora by @honeyhotteoks

idol!ateez x non-idol!reader

☆ inception by @remedyx

dragon!ateez, kings!ateez

♤ hotel california + paradise gardens by @mint-yooxgi

demon!ateez, yandere, supernatural au

◇ morning mist by @mint-yooxgi

dragon au, fated lovers

♧ deep down. by @seventhcallisto

a/b/o, idol au, 9th member au

☆ in love and lore by @shadowynn

demon!ateez, soulmates au, supernatural au

♤ dew drops at dawn by @sunmoonjune

demon!ateez, soulmates

◇ breed by @sanjoongie

alien!ateez, sexual experiments

♧ oh my *** by @ohmyamor

guardian angel!ateez

☆ first flight to hong kong by @byuntrash101

flight attendant!reader, kind of sex work, since reader gets paid

♤ circus by @lani-heart

hybrid!ateez, writer!journalist!reader

◇ wider by @seventhcallisto

9th member au, bf!ateez

♧ the best friend's code by @tenelkadjowrites

hongjoong, seonghwa x reader, best friends to lovers

☆ we ransacked the city by @tenelkadjowrites

hongjoong, seonghwa x reader, rich kids au, menaces to society united

♤ be the light by @written-in-flowers

seonghwa, hongjoong x reader, historical au, royalty au

◇ sex and embers and frost by @sanjoongie

dragon!seonghwa, san x bunny!reader

♧ between friends by @anyamaris

seonghwa, hongjoong x reader, best friends au

☆ my filthy boy by @potatomountain

bf!woo x reader x witch/hybrid!ateez, coven shenanigans

♤ compromise by @cyberpxnk

bf!seonghwa x reader x footballer!yunho, infidelity with a twist

◇ it's you by @holybibly

best friends to lovers, threesome

♧ sharing is caring by @ja3hwa

seonghwa, hongjoong, san x reader

☆ ateez as royals who fall for you (hyung line) + (maknae line) by @eightmakesonebraincell

♤ five for five by @bh-archive

hongjoong x san x chan x hyunjin x juyeon x reader

kim hongjoong

◇ red by @nateezfics

established relationship, public sex, bathroom sex

♧ forbidden fruit by @nateezfics

greek mythology au, hades!hongjoong

☆ deal by @hongism

roommates to lovers, sassy joong

♤ marigold by @yoongiseesawmp3

frat boy!hongjoong, best friends to lovers

◇ tell me to stop by @tenelkadjowrites

best friends to lovers

♧ declaration by @tenelkadjowrites

virgin!hongjoong, roommates to lovers

☆ shells by @last-words-ofashootingstar

mermaid!hongjoong, yandere

♤ project d by @setsugekka

exes to lovers, infidelity, racing au

◇ off the table by @setsugekka

established relationship, morning sex

♧ the dressing room by @imaginidol

idol!hongjoong, best friends to fucking (?) for "stress relief"

☆ paint me yours by @moonseonghwa

artist!hongjoong, fwb au

♤ ohmami by @bambikisss

bad boy!hongjoong, racer au (mentioned), best friends to lovers

◇ hideaway by @minisugakoobies

stoner!frat boy!hongjoong, strangers to lovers

♧ what lies beneath by @noramoons

siren!hongjoong, a little angsty but wholesome

park seonghwa

☆ better check twice by @essenteez

accidental nude au, brother's best friend!seonghwa

♤ attention by @tenelkadjowrites

camboy!seonghwa x inexperienced reader

◇ essence by @whatudowhennooneseesyou

siren!seonghwa, dark, yandere, mommy!seonghwa

♧ the thing about pretty boys by @wonusite

friends to lovers, seonghwa proving he got it

ATEEZ rec list pt.2 BTS, TxT, Stray Kids, Seventeen, NCT rec list

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evilmario666 · 7 months

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Hello, this is Philip; I was one of Broghan's Genshin Impact LARPing buddies back in Oregon before I moved to Texas and started blacklisting every Hoyoverse game because they fucking suck. He dropped the payphone and I heard sirens, he was hysterical. I guess it's the fact that the guy changing his identity and everything (he calls himself the "disappearer") wasn't giving him his Lamictal for a month. He was telling the sheriff about how his fursona is a ram named Carl who's a giant stoner and loves playing video games and getting stuck in House of Leaves-style torture matrixes as they were putting handcuffs on him.

As it turns out, the sheriff also had a fursona. He said his fursona was a neon fox twink, and Broghan spat on him and called him "basic". Honestly I'd do the same.

He left the phone dangling for 10 minutes, nobody bothered to put it back up. I'm going to be flying to Alaska to try to get the court case settled out in a month or two, but considering Venti's money and lawyers (he's attached to the CIA after all) I'm not sure how valuable my testimony would be. As for the charges, they refuse to fucking tell me? I think it's some shit Venti fabricated. Probably pinning him as a drug kingpin as revenge for some petty squabble they had over Star Rail because, y'know, Oswald.

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amazzwon · 5 months

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MY GO-TO SEVENTEEN FICS

────⟢.ᐟ Choi Seungcheol (Scoups)

╰ Rough

smut, 2k

╰ warm hearts

fluff, 0.5k

╰ his arms

smut, 0.4k

╰ sapiosexual

smut

╰ Good Luck, Fermata Tower

firewatch au, smut, angst, fluff, 13.9k

╰ always only you

14.2k, smut, childhood friends to lovers

╰ Shiver Me Timbers!

pirate captain!seungcheol x siren!reader, fantasy au, smut, 3.0k

╰ Dancing Queen

smut, fluff, slight angst, disco club owner!choi seungcheol, performer!reader

────⟢.ᐟ Yoon Jeonghan

╰ First Makeout Session

suggestive, minors do not interact

╰ my heart is beating for two

fluff, daycare worker yn! x secretary jeonghan, 1k

╰ Blueberries

smut, yoga instructor!Jeonghan, 2k

╰ Hate is a strong word

smut, angst, fluff, e2l, coworker au, 15k

╰ How many chances are too many chances?

angst, fluff, fwb, f2l, 14k

╰ Titty-Shirt!

pervert!rollercoaster operator!jeonghan x bigtiddie!fem!reader, theme park au, coworkers to lovers, e2l, smut, fluff, 13.2k

╰ every summertime

16.1k, 70s au, playing hard to get, smut

────⟢.ᐟ Hong Jisoo (Joshua)

╰ City lights Series

smut, rocksinger!joshua, neighbours with benefits, angst, fluff, 75.4k

╰ NBA player

smut, 0.8k

╰ cranberry concoctions

bartender!joshua, smut, a little angst & a little fluff, 1920s prohibition au, speakeasy au, 4.6k

╰ leaning on the everlasting arms

childhood best friend! pastor's son!joshua x f reader, angst, smut, some fluff, bible college au, 10.3k

╰ Curse The Stars

Salesman!Joshua x Starlet Afab!Reader, Smut, fluff, strangers to lovers, fwb to lovers, 1970s Hollywood au, pwp, 8.4k

────⟢.ᐟ Moon Junhui (Jun)

╰ Christmas with his family

fluff, comfort, (slight) angst, 0.5k

╰ Do Re Mi

smut, fluff, 4k, wife!reader, husband!jun

────⟢.ᐟ Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi)

╰ charity f*ck

smut, virgin!hoshi x experienced!reader, fluff, 12.2k

╰ Leather

smut, 1.5k

╰ driving lessons for dummies

fluff, humor, smut, strangers to lovers au, college au, stoner!hoshi, 16k

────⟢.ᐟ Lee Jihoon (Woozi)

╰ Somewhere In The Middle

9.7k, romance, smut, best friends, fwb to lovers, hurt, comfort

────⟢.ᐟ Jeon Wonwoo

╰ [12:01 AM]

fluff, 0.2k

╰ First Snow

fluff, angst, smut, ceo!wonwoo, single mom!reader, 33k

╰ no such thing as too perfect

office au, established relationship, fluff, 2k

╰ wonwoo falling in love for the first time

fluff, 0.8k

────⟢.ᐟ Lee Seokmin (DK)

╰ Backstage series

romance, smut, theatre performer!seokmin, fake dating with benefits, 43.6k

╰ Teach Me

smut, humor, college au, 2.3k

╰ I ❤️ DILFS / GOOD GIRL

college au, brother's best friend au, smut, crack, angst, 15.9k

╰ Patterns

smut, eventual fluff, angst, 10k

────⟢.ᐟ Xu Minghao (The8)

╰ (Not Titled)

fluff, humour

╰ i should’ve never let you go

exes!au, angst, comfort, 2.5k

╰ Flashing lights

model!minghao x f!assistant!reader x actor!mingyu, smut, 30k

╰ the letter

slowburn, fluff, angst, childhood f2l, 26k

────⟢.ᐟ Kim Mingyu

╰ titty obsessed! mingyu

smut

╰ i’ll marry you with paper rings

smut, fluff, angst, 28.3k

╰ kisses to his moles

fluff, 0.8k

╰ Drunk Goggles (Heart Eyes)

fluff, suggestive, 1k

╰ [10:23 PM]

fluff, 170

────⟢.ᐟ Boo Seungkwan

╰ honey

wedding planner!reader, fluff, smut mdni, theatre performer! seungkwan, childhood crush to lovers, 10.2k.

────⟢.ᐟ Chwe Hansol (Vernon)

╰ Friends with Benefits

fwb setting, suggestive

╰ DO YOU DREAM OF ME?

soulmate au. slight college au , f2l, fluff, some angst. pining, 9.6k

╰ [16:23 PM]

fluff, childhood friends to ?, 0.3k

╰ Birch Trees & Fear Street

smut, fluff, 1.7k

╰ sweet kiss

fluff, strangers ish to lovers

╰ BEAUTIFUL

fluff, strangers to lovers

╰ Music festival

drabble, fluff

╰ operation: hot girl summer

smut, fluff, humor, summer romance au, best friends to lovers, 4k

────⟢.ᐟ Lee Chan (Dino)

╰ As It Was

Ghost!Chan, Human!Reader, Romance, Angst, Smut, Historical/Fantasy Themes, Reunited Lovers, 9.1k

╰ Goodbye, Fourth of July

college au, best friends to lovers, angst w a happy ending, smut

╰ Love Guard

Lifeguard!Lee Chan x Lifeguard! Fem Reader, 9.2k, Fluff, E2L (One sided)

╰ distraction, a fatal attraction

strangers to lovers, college au, fluff, 7k

╰ In Case You Didn’t Know

Fluff, romance, smut, a little angst, Brother’s best friend au, roommates au, 90s au, 28.8k

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prazinos · 1 year

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Hello!

Can I request Ajax with female siren reader. Like she has crush on him and he kinda see her in her like.. mermaid form and everything else is up to you (romantic nsfw)

This was actually really cute and I hope you think so too anon!

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Summary: After hearing a rumour that Ajax had a crush on you, you needed to clear your head. Thank god you weren’t the only one out after curfew.

WARNINGS ! ~ Minors DNI | Smut | Fingering {F} | Palming {M} | Public sex | PiV | Fluff

Ajax had been mentioned in your secret journal at least one hundred times according to Enid. But she was dramatic so, who cares what she thinks?

You care. You care what she thinks. In this exact moment because you quite literally cannot believe what she’s telling you.

Enid practically ran to your dorm. She had heard a rumour that Ajax, THE AJAX has a crush on you, YOU.

That’s how you got here, freaking out, not knowing if it was just a rumour or not, although it was probably a rumour with your luck.

Enid left your dorm after a needed freak out and you had decided to go down to the lake so you could relax in the water.

Although you weren’t like other sirens, with your Y/E/C eyes and dark green tail, the sirens treated you like you weren’t different, and you appreciated that.

As you stepped into the water and felt your legs begin to turn into your tail you dove into the water. Allowing your thoughts to drift away as you felt home in the water.

After a while you decided that it was getting late and you didn’t need another detention for staying out after curfew. You knew Bianca would cover for you but it’s better to be safe than sorry.

As you pushed yourself onto the deck and started to dry your tail (legs?) you heard footsteps approaching you, you turned around to see the same snake headed boy you were desperately crushing on.

He waves a bit awkwardly and sat next to you, dangling his legs about the water.

You noticed that he kept glancing at your tail as you dried it. Mind you, you’ve had tons of children try and touch your tail before their parents pull them away telling them not to talk to freaks like you.

‘Touch it if you want, I don’t care’ you said patting your leg dry.

He hesitated before poking your tail. You give him a look before he places his hand on it. Feeling the scales. You smiled internally at his face. He looked like a kid in a candy shop.

‘It’s so beautiful. You’re so beautiful’ he mumbles. You blush what feels like an insane amount, he thinks you’re beautiful. He thinks your tail is beautiful.

You brushed his hand off patting dry the final stubborn patch of scales.

Stretching your legs out you pick up your lotion, you hate how dry your legs get after they transform back to, well, legs.

You start to rub the lotion up and down your left leg as for some reason it’s always the most dry.

‘So why exactly are you out here?’ You ask not taking your eyes off your legs.

‘I was hoping we could talk’

‘About?’

‘You’ve probably heard the rumours I suppose?’

‘About you being madly in love with me? Ajax how could I not’

He laughs looking down at his hands, picking at the nails.

‘They aren’t rumours you know’

You look up at him to see him blushing. Your eyes widen as you realise he’s not bullshitting you.

‘What’

‘I wanted to tell you and then somebody overheard me and Wednesday talking about you and started telling people’ Ajax said looking down at his hands once more

‘Oh’

‘Just oh?’

‘Well, I just don’t know how to react, I mean of course I’ve had a crush on you for like ages but I didn’t think you actually liked me back’

‘Can I-um, can I kiss you?’ Ajax asked not taking his eyes off his hands.

You reach out to his jaw moving his head so he faces you, you lean in, still not kissing him yet Incase he changed his mind. He fills the gap and you don’t think you’ve ever felt softer lips.

You move your body facing him properly and he moves his hands from his lap to come around your waist, he lifts you up (were all stoners secretly strong?) and places you in his lap, lips never breaking contact. Your hands wrap around his neck and deepen the kiss.

You honestly wish you had hair to pull on but, you can’t really pull on snakes without them biting you, huh.

The jacket he was wearing would fill your desire to pull on something. As you pull him down backwards (slowly) so you were lying down, you could feel his cock harden in his jeans. You removed one of your hands from his jacket and moved it down and palmed his cock through his pants.

He let out a moan at the contact, you broke the kiss looking at him, his eyes were hooded, desperately trying to keep eye contact with you.

You continued to palm him through his pants as he let out whimpers and moans.

‘Please Y/N, please stop im gonna cum’ he whispered.

You stopped and when you did, he must have gained some confidence as he leaned down and started to bite your neck before soothing it with his tongue. You knew he was going to leave marks but you could care less.

He pulled down your shorts and underwear, dragging a finger up the slick of your cunt.

‘Shit you’re so wet Y/N’ he mumbled before inserting a finger into your wet hole. He thrust it in and out before curling it to hit the spongey spot inside you.

Your back arched, pressing your boobs into his chest as he inserted a second finger.

‘Ajax, I need, I need your cock’ you mutter as you kissed his neck.

‘I don’t um, I don’t have a condom’ he said looking away from you.

‘I’m fine with it if you are’ you say, immediately he unzips his jeans and pushes them down just enough to reveal his cock. You were taken back by the size.

You’ve had sex with other guys before, only normies, and they were okay, mainly just taking what they wanted leaving you to finish yourself off.

And they all had average cocks ranging from 5-6 inches but Ajax was at least 7 inches, he was thick too. God you knew it would hurt but in the most delicious way possible.

You were right, it did hurt as he pushed the blunt tip into you, it felt like he was splitting you open, when he was in all the way he waited for your permission to move, rubbing your clit in hopes to relax you.

When you nodded, he pulled out nearly all of his cock before slamming it back inside you.

You couldn’t believe the places he was reaching. He kept pounding into you as you moaned

‘Shit Y/N you feel so good, fuck’

You couldn’t help but moan as he started to kiss your neck again while pounding into you.

You reached down to rub your clit but he slapped it away replacing your fingers with his own. Rubbing feverish, tight circles attempting to get you to your release.

Your back arched as he hit somewhere inside you that you didn’t even know existed. You let out a wanton moan and he groaned into your neck.

‘Ajax, Ajax I’m gonna cum’ you panted.

He somehow started fucking you even faster, desperate to have you reach your release.

‘Me too, fuck you’re so tight’ he whimpered into your ear. That threw you over the edge as your back arched once more.

You felt him release inside you not long after, his hips bucking into you his cum coating your inner walls.

He groaned into your neck as he pulled out. He moved from above you pulling his boxers and jeans up before pulling yours over your hips. He helped you stand up wrapping an arm around your waist.

Your legs felt like they would give out as they shook.

‘Holy shit i must be alright at fucking you if your legs are shaking’

‘Ajax, shut up’

He smiled as he helped you walk back to your dorm. Thankfully nobody was around to see you post sex.

You opened your dorm room giving Ajax one last peck.

‘Can I take you out to Jericho on the weekend? We could go to the um to the coffee shop’ he smiled nervously.

‘I’d really like that’ you responded just as nervously before Ajax smiled and turned to walk away. You closed the door and fist pumped a little.

You turned around to see Bianca looking at you expectedly. Shit.

A/N I feel like this was a bit shorter than my previous smuts so I apologise ! But I am working on more requests !

Please let me know if you enjoyed this by, Liking, Reblogging, or Commenting !

Thanks my loves <3

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missmonsters2 · 1 year

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—MONACHOPSIS | TWO

Pairing:Wednesday Addams x OFC/Fem!Reader

Summary: Wednesday has never cared about belonging somewhere. She does her own thing unapologetically. Yet, you’re over there, and she’s over here. It’s the first time she’s ever felt out of place.

Warnings: Jealous!Wednesday. Wednesday generally being Bad At Feelings™️. Enid enjoying it too much. Thing, the betrayer. Wednesday hating on Xavier, as per usual.

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Note: I really enjoyed writing this one. Soft 🥺

Part One

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Monachopsis: Noun. The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.

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There are very few things that make Wednesday Addams uncomfortable. She will certainly never let anyone know her full list, but there’s no hiding this one. Wednesday isn’t even sure what’s making her uncomfortable.

It’s not the fact that she’s at a party held in the Siren’s common room. A part of her regrets letting Enid drag her to this, especially since the blonde left her almost immediately when she spotted her stoner boyfriend. But another part of her is thrilled by being here—because of you.

It’s slightly difficult to see you across. This party is not like the Rave'N Dance, chaperoned by adults and modest dancing.

No.

The lack of adults watching makes this a party of hormonal teenagers cramped in one space with dark lighting. The obligatory distance between people as they dance disappears, bodies grinding up on each other as the music plays so loud, Wednesday can feel the bass on her skin.

So, it’s a little hard to see you across the room.

Wednesday clenches her jaw, her mind betraying her as she unwillingly wonders if she’s uncomfortable watching the sea of bodies—her peers—grinding up on each other or if it’s because you’re on the other side of the room, nowhere near her as you lean against the wall with a red solo cup in hand and talking to Bianca.

Even though you’re not following the masses in dancing, you look so mellow as you rest against the wall. You look like you belong.

It’s too far, Wednesday distantly thinks.

You’re over there, and she’s over here.

And for someone like Wednesday, who has never singularly cared about belonging anywhere, she feels—out of place.

“Wednesday!"

Arms wrap around her before she can move out of the way. It’s disheartening she’s so distracted, so clumsy, that Enid can ambush her.

"Enid,” Wednesday grouses, her brows furrowing as she tenses up but allows it in the end.

“Sorry,” Enid pulls back, looking only slightly sheepish. “It’s just all so exciting! Why aren’t you joining in on the fun?”

Wednesday’s eyes peer past Enid’s shoulder to the mass of bodies. She can smell the sweat and practically feel the grime. “That’s torture,” Her eyes move back to Enid’s smiling face. “And not the kind I like.”

Enid doesn’t say anything; her eyes move to the side where the punch bowl is, and her boyfriend is getting her a drink of Yoko’s specialty virgin mix. His gaze finds her, and she waves at him as he gives her a warm smile.

“I think,” Enid starts to say as her boyfriend returns to his task. “There’s something else you could do you might find fun.”

Enid is staring in the same direction as Wednesday, but she doesn’t acknowledge it. In the same line of vision, Xavier is sitting on the couch by his lonesome, looking broody as usual.

“Keeping Xavier company isn’t my idea of fun either,” Wednesday dispassionately replies.

“Not that!” Enid exasperatedly replies. “Go talk to Maleficent.”

“I see you’re struggling to find a new moniker.”

“It’s better than Xavier’s,” Enid mutters. “Besides, it’s not like we’re limited on tries. You’ve yet to come up with anything at all.”

Wednesday doesn’t reply to the comment. It’s not necessarily true, but everything she’s thought could be possible is strangely too…intimate. If she did inherit her father’s nicknaming skills, she cursed him for it. Of course, that skill would be limited to coming up with pet names.

“Anyway, stop stalling,” Enid chastises. “Go save her from Bianca.”

“What makes you think she needs saving?” Wednesday’s eyes travel to your form again. You look perfectly content with whatever drivel Bianca is subjecting you to.

Wednesday tries to keep her irritation in check. Bianca has been much more bearable since they saved the school, but the feeling of self-pity and rage plague her whenever she loses to Bianca still.

Bianca looks over, smirking at Wednesday before she turns back to you.

Wednesday is being plagued right now.

Then, you’re looking at her. Your eyes look darker than usual in the oscillating lights. But still, as always, you smile sincerely but unintrusively at her. You give her a short wave before you turn back to Bianca.

Something abnormal flares inside Wednesday’s stomach. Is she sick? Were her eyes being subjected to too many colors, and this was the reaction?

“Enid,” Wednesday calls her friend’s name with no inflection in her tone despite how uncomfortable she feels. “I’m unwell and not in the pleasant way. I’m going back to our room.”

“Oh no!” Enid immediately frowns, concerned for her friend, as she turns to face Wednesday fully. “What’s wrong? Are you catching a cold?”

“My intestines feel like they’re being wrung and twisted,” Wednesday reveals and then thoughtfully says, “It’s not as enjoyable as I thought it ’d be.”

“Why would you enjoy—never mind,” Enid sighs. “Was it something you ate or drank?”

“I eat the same thing as I do everyday,” Wednesday shakes her head.

Enid hums as she trails Wednesday’s line of sight. Her eyes haven’t left your form once.

“Did it come on suddenly?”

“Yes.”

“Is it still there?”

“Yes.”

“Is it better or worse?”

“Getting worse.”

Enid gently places her hands on Wednesday, being sure to move slowly, as Wednesday was still averse to having people touch her. Now, Wednesday was forced to look at her.

“How about now?”

Wednesday doesn’t answer right away. Her eyes gaze down in thought before she looks back at Enid. “Interesting, Enid. It’s subsiding. Where did you learn this?”

Enid merely grins as she turns Wednesday back to her previous position. You were laughing at something Bianca was saying, and the way your head tilted back exposed the smoothness of your neck. If she strains her ears, Wednesday could probably even hear that melodic sound.

“How about now?”

“Enid,” Wednesday glares, the unpleasant feeling coming back immediately.

“Ah, well,” Enid releases her hands and places them behind her back. “Well, from my expert opinion, you’re not physically unwell. You have something called the butterflies!” Enid squeals.

“Butterflies?” Wednesday repeats with a frown.

“You know,” Enid grins. “The feeling you get in your stomach when you’re nervous or excited.”

“One, I’m never nervous,” Wednesday raises her brow. “Two, the only time I’m excited is when I’m winning, and others are suffering.” Wednesday’s eyes scan the room. “And the only one suffering here is Xavier and even that is merely amusing but not exciting.”

“Ah, well,” Enid smirks. “I guess you can add Faerie Berry to the list of things that excite you then.”

“That’s even worse than Maleficent,” Wednesday vacantly replies.

“Ugh, shut up!” Enid scrunches her nose. “Just…just go talk to her!”

But Wednesday refuses. She already feels out of place, and you’re distracting her to the point where she can’t recognize the roar of her surroundings.

Besides, the gruesome butterflies Enid so kindly (smugly) described to her was bound to worsen in your proximity.

“I’m going back to the room,” Wednesday declares with finality. She doesn’t wait for Enid to try to convince her otherwise, turning on her heels and briskly walking away.

The silence in her room loosens the tension in her shoulders, and she lets out a tiny puff of air. Wednesday changes her clothes, contemplating another night of playing the cello.

“Thing?” Wednesday calls out. It’d be useful if he could turn the sheets for her. But only silence answers her back. “Thing, you better not be hiding in Enid’s silk sheets again. You know it scares her if it’s unexpected and I won’t save you this time if she tries to throw you out the window.”

Wednesday takes a deep breath when she realizes that Thing isn’t in the room with her. Thing has been leaving and returning to the room at odd hours lately, and while she’s usually uninterested in what Thing is up to, she’s learned that he’s generally up to mischief that Wednesday ends up paying for.

Turning back on her heel, she leaves her room quietly and begins looking down the halls.

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“I’m going to rip your nails out when I find you, Thing,” Wednesday pledges with quiet rage. She’s searched nearly everywhere and has yet to find any inkling of where he might be. She just finished checking the nurse’s office because Thing sometimes came in here to steal lotion.

Just as Wednesday’s about to go back to her room and see if Thing has already returned, something catches her eye at the corner. She carefully peers out the window and sees you stepping outside. You carefully look behind you, running your hand through your hair delicately before you walk off toward the forest.

Strange, Wednesday thought. She got a text from Enid that the party was still going on just minutes ago, and her roommate might not return for the night. Were you stepping out to get fresh air? Or were you meeting with someone?

It doesn’t take Wednesday long to decide to follow after you. Her morbid sense of curiosity has won over, and quite frankly, following someone while at Nevermore has never failed to bring her something interesting.

Wednesday takes her time; her footsteps light as she has to be careful when following you. Faeries have a keen sixth sense as you stop multiple times and turn around with a tilt of your head. She reminds herself that she’ll need to tell you that you need to listen to your instincts better.

Eventually, you stop in front of a tree. It’s as nondescript as it gets, blending in with other trees and the background. But you walk around it clockwise 2 times, then counterclockwise once before knocking on the truck 3 times before walking around the trunk clockwise. Wednesday expects to see you as you turn, but you don’t.

Wednesday’s eyes gleam with interest as she steps out from the shadow and repeats exactly what you did. The scenery changes as she walks around the trunk clockwise the final time. For a moment, Wednesday thinks she’s having a vision, except it doesn’t jolt and incapacitate her like she’s touching livewire.

The space before her has transformed into something Wednesday can’t quite describe. The air outside had been cool with the night taking over, but despite how it’s nighttime here as well, the air mimics the afternoon air of autumn. The fireflies are the only things that keep the place from total darkness other than the moon.

That’s all the time Wednesday has to take in her surroundings because something else captures her eyes, and she’s powerless to tear them away.

You were sitting on the ground near a clear pond, and while the usual sight of you does ensnare Wednesday—this was different.

Obsidian wings hung from your back, initially held up as they fluttered before they dropped into a relaxed stance, the ends resting on the grass.

And resting between your shoulder blades was—

Wednesday narrows her eyes.

Thing.

The way Thing jolted when he saw her jerked you into turning your head around. Shock was the first emotion to cross your face before you frowned, your wings tensing as they curled themselves around you protectively.

You have never frowned at her before, and the sight of it curdles wretchedly in Wednesday’s stomach.

“What is this place?” Wednesday asks, her curiosity winning over guilt.

“It’s like a studio…” you answer slowly. “Principal Weems let me have a private area created by fae magic. You can only pass through the veil by a sequence of actions.”

Wednesday nods, and then it’s silent again.

“I didn’t mean to intrude,” Wednesday finds herself saying, her face remaining blank to not betray how she feels.

“Did you follow me?” You ask warily.

Wednesday swallows. “I was—looking for Thing.”

You look at the hand on your shoulder as if you’re having some kind of silent conversation.

“Well,” Wednesday jerkily says. “Now that I see Thing is fine, I’ll go. I won’t speak about this matter.”

Just as Wednesday turns to leave, she hears your quick, but soft voice.

“No, it’s okay. You can stay…if you want.”

Wednesday turns back and feels a weird relief to see your wings have unfurled themselves from you back into their relaxed manner. You nod your head to take a seat next to you. It takes only a few strides to meet you, but as she sits down, Wednesday feels—out of place. Like she’s intruding on you and Thing.

Thing—that betrayer.

Has he been sneaking out every night to see you? He very well knew that you were the object of her—curiosity.

And he’s been completely signless about you.

“Sorry,” you say quietly. “I’m just not…” you sigh. “I get weird about people seeing my wings.”

“Why?” Wednesday deadpans as she stares out into the pond. “They’re a sight to behold. No shame in that.”

You give her a small smile but shake your head. “What do you know about faeries?”

“Very little, considering there are few books about your kind, and Weems seems unwilling to share anything except for the fact you don’t have anything like a siren’s song.”

“Why do you think I have something like a siren’s song?” You ask with a raise of your brow.

Wednesday doesn’t answer.

You don’t seem offended by her lack of answer, merely chuckling as you pull your knees up to your chest and wrap your arms around them. “The reason faeries are so recluse is because many of us have been hunted down for our wings.”

Wednesday turns her head to look at you, but you don’t meet her eyes. “Do your wings have magical properties?”

You nod. It’s quiet for a moment, and you seem hesitant by how your brows furrow before they relax. “If you can cut out both of a faerie’s wings, it can be used in a ritual to grant you one wish.”

Wednesday raises a brow, skeptical. “Any wish?”

You nod. “You’d be surprised how many of my kind have been slain for their wings used for depravity and then slain again to reverse the depravity done.”

But Wednesday’s face remains impassive since the idea that people are wretched and depraved doesn’t surprise her.

“And what happens to the faeries that have their wings taken?"

"They typically die,” you deadpan. “Faeries can’t survive without their wings.”

Silence falls over them again but only for a brief moment.

“Why did you tell me?” Wednesday asks, her eyes watching your face to catch any movement that would expose the truth. This was too important to reveal and left you vulnerable if Wednesday was interested in your wings.

You turn to her, eyes trailing Wednesday’s face in the same studious manner. It’s strange how you can do something that is meant to be intrusive yet do it so unintrusively.

“I think,” you say slowly, licking your lips to wet them, “you have no desire for your wishes to be granted in such a manner. It wouldn’t be satisfying for you.”

You look away, staring at the pond while Wednesday is left with the words to settle over her.

“You are correct,” Wednesday nods. “I have no need for your wings. Anything I want, I can achieve by my own means.”

There’s a small upward quirk of your lips, and Wednesday’s stomach is being wrung and twisted again. She shuts out Enid’s accursed words.

“Why are you out here with Thing?” Wednesday’s eyes trail to Thing in an accusatory manner.

You sit up straighter, turning your head to look at Thing on your shoulder. He taps his index finger on you impatiently, and you laugh lightly. Pulling out a small container and opening it, revealing some kind of salve inside, Thing applies a decent amount on his finger and crawls carefully over to your back.

You adjust, moving to sit so that your wings face Wednesday, and she can see what Thing is doing.

“Thing helps me apply medicine daily.” Your wings flutter slightly as Thing uses his middle finger to push away some of your feathers, and Wednesday catches what the medicine is for.

There’s a deep, angry gash underneath your feathers. They don’t necessarily look fresh, but Wednesday can tell they’re slow to heal. The cut is long, disappearing under your feathers from view. It was clear you were earthbound and would be until the cut healed.

Thing applies the medicine gently and slowly, and Wednesday watches as your wings tense and quiver—in pain, Wednesday assumes.

“I met Thing about two weeks ago in the infirmary late at night,” you reveal. “Previously, I would have to see the nurse every day to have this done. They make special provisions for me at night so as to not draw attention.”

Then, you were chuckling. “But I caught Thing trying to steal some of the special lotion the nurse keeps locked in the cabinets.”

The five-finger discount, Wednesday drawls in her mind.

“I was a little surprised about a sentient hand walking around, but he’s quite sweet and it’s better than having the nurse pitying looks.”

Wednesday thinks you would’ve shrugged but refrained to avoid jostling Thing as he worked his way down and then to your other wing.

“Thing is happy to help for some dew drops—which is like magical faerie lotion. Very hydrating and makes your skin glowy.”

“Thing is very vain,” Wednesday dryly notes, and you laugh, despite a tiny jerk in your wings as Thing gets to a particularly tender area.

“What happened to your wings?” Wednesday asks, unabashed about it, as she’s never been afraid of the hard things. If you don’t answer, you simply don’t, and Wednesday won’t take offense.

Thing finishes applying the medicine, dropping back onto the ground as you turn to face Wednesday. She watches as you wave your hand over a patch of grass, its moisture forming into visible drops of dew before they glow faintly and drop onto Thing.

His skin does look shinier and glassy, Wednesday reluctantly admits. At the very least, she understands why Thing was keeping quiet about you. He seems to be rallying for his forgiveness as he scuddles to Wednesday to rest on her shoulder, bumping his knuckles against her jaw gently.

Wednesday, though, isn’t in a forgiving mood. Especially when you look up at her with a melancholy smile.

“While it’s true I’m weird about people seeing my wings because they’re hunted down, it’s also because I’m not fond of them either,” you tell her. “Night faeries are extremely rare. They’re different from the way they look to the powers they hold, and many of my kind believe they’re wretched beings—destined to bring calamity.”

Your wings expand as far as they can without inducing pain, and Wednesday doesn’t understand how there can be something so bewitching as your magnificent wings.

But you clearly don’t see them that way.

“Black wings are the mark of a night faerie.”

PART THREE

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