#🌙 || a siren’s song
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gravityvampire ¡ 2 years ago
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@elxgantcaptain and the Siren
Webbed hands shoot up into the air, the siren's head tiling up and back away form the blade at her throat. Golden eyes darting between the two men, clearly frightened, as she tries to back herself up against the inner hull of the ship, under the porthole she'd fallen in through.
|| 🌙 ||: ❝ I'm sorry! I-I'm sorry- ❞
She stammers out, pulling he tail as close to herself as possible,
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|| 🌙 ||: ❝ I-I'm not going to hurt you- I didn't mean to fall inside your ship I-! ❞
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servasha ¡ 1 year ago
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AWAKES IN COLD SWEAT. ARLESEELE SIREN AU ON THE MIND
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smileysuh ¡ 2 months ago
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fuck your ex
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🌙 starring. Choi Seungcheol & Kim Mingyu x afab!Reader
🔮 preview. “Cuddles don’t hurt either,” Mingyu muses, pulling you to his chest. “If we get to your bedroom and you decide you just want someone to be with, I’m not going to pressure you. I know I said the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else, but, skin to skin contact - even if it’s not sexual - can be an amazing way to get over an ex too.”
tw/cw. Protected sex, unprotected sex, pussy eating, fingering, hand job, dry humping, grinding, foreplay, threesome, bathroom sex, using a shower head as a vibrator, multiple sex scenes, multiple reader orgasms, slight cum kink, Cheol cum’s on reader’s chest, size kink, dirty talk, praise, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.
👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 7.3k 
🍭 aus. Non idol au, cop au, poly au, etc…
☀️ mlist + an. I know cops are a touchy subject, but I've had this idea for months, and I figured it's fan fiction so hopefully it's just a fun au :)
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Prologue
You’re so busy blasting nostalgic break-up music that you’re not paying attention to how fast you’re driving down the speedway. The loud Kelly Clarkson song drowns out your sorrows, but it doesn’t drown out the sound of the siren when a Police car lights up behind you.
“Fuck!” you scream, immediately turning down your stereo and pulling over onto the shoulder of the road.
Your heart is racing in your chest- being pulled over isn’t something you’re used to, and you fumble to roll your window down while two cops exit their vehicle and approach.
You wipe at your eyes, which are tearing up again, and you reach for your purse to pull out your license.
The man standing next to your window leans down to look at you, and you try to flash him a smile. His expression is cold, blank even. “Do you know how fast you were going?” he asks.
Now, your heart sinks. It’s such a direct question, and for some reason it makes you snap. You can feel tears begin to roll down your cheeks, your skin heating in embarrassment at having been caught doing something wrong.
“Officer- I’m so sorry, I don’t know how fast I was going- I just broke up with my stupid ex-boyfriend, and I was listening to some breakup music to distract myself from how I’m feeling, and I wasn’t paying attention-”
The second cop pulls up to your window, and the two of them exchange a glance while you cry and blab your reasoning behind doing something wrong.
“Are you headed home?” the second officer, whose nametag reads ‘KIM’, asks. 
“Yeah, I just went to get a bottle of wine, and now I’m going home to drink and watch movies and cry myself to sleep,” you admit, voice shaky.
“Have you had anything to drink tonight?”
“No, sir.” 
The first officer, ‘CHOI’, sighs, and you see him scan the surrounding freeway. “We’re going to let you off with a warning,” he says finally. “It’s late, there’s hardly anyone driving right now- you were doing the wrong thing by speeding, but it sounds like your day is already pretty shit as it is.”
“Really?” You blink up at him, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. “No ticket?”
“No ticket,” Choi confirms. “But don’t get caught doing this sort of thing again.”
“I won’t, I promise.”
“Good luck with your wine and your movies,” Kim nods, and with that, the two officers go back to their vehicle.
You wait patiently, watching them in your rear-view mirror as they pull out and drive past you. Only then do you release a deep breath.
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One
“Oops!” You let out a squeak as you turn from the bartop and nearly run straight into someone. Your drink sloshes over the edge of your glass, coating your fingers in fruity liquid.
“My bad,” the tall man immediately apologizes, steadying you with a hand on your hip.
Your eyes meet, and your heart leaps into your throat. It’s not common to see men who are this attractive out and at bars-
“Wait, have we met before?” he asks, brows furrowing in confusion.
“I’d remember if we had,” you retort quickly.
The man cocks his head to the side, and after a moment of studying you, his face lights up. “Wait, I remember! You’re that chick we caught speeding two or three months back! The one who’d just had a breakup!” 
Your eyes widen as the memory washes over you. As you look up at this tall man, you realize he’s right. You hadn’t recognized him at first, without his officer hat and uniform he looks much more boyish.
“I’m Mingyu,” the large man says, holding out a hand. Without a second thought, you shake it,  which is when you remember your skin is still sticky from your spilled drink. 
“Shit, sorry-” you apologize. 
Mingyu only laughs. “You’re still a bit of a hot mess, aren’t you?”
“Unfortunately,” you agree with a sigh.
“Are you here with people?” he asks next, looking around. 
“Waiting on some friends.”
“Want to come join me and Cheol for a bit while you wait?”
“I really couldn’t-” you try to side step the question, but Mingyu insists, and soon, you find yourself seated at a table with the two sexy cops who had let you off with a warning three months ago. 
“This is the chick who was speeding, the Kelly Clarkson break-up one,” Mingyu introduces you to his buddy, and you watch recognition blossom over his face. 
“Y/N,” you correct, swallowing thickly. “My name is Y/N.”
“Seungcheol,” the stoic cop says, introducing himself. “How’ve you been?”
“Better than that night,” you admit, feeling a little off that they’re so interested in you.
“You’d be surprised how often we pull over girls for speeding after rough breakups,” Mingyu tells you, easing your anxiety a bit. “It must have been a pretty shitty split to have been driving the way you were.”
“It was bad,” you admit with a frown. “In fact… I still don’t think I’m fully over it.”
You’re not sure what’s come over you, what’s bewitched you to the point where you’re divulging your personal secrets to two strangers, and cops no less-
“Fuck your ex,” Seungcheol grunts, taking a sip of his beer.
Mingyu nods. “Fuck your ex.”
You swallow thickly, lifting your drink. “Fuck my ex.” 
You wish your voice sounded more confident, but Mingyu flashes you a smile regardless, clinking his beer to your cocktail. 
Your shoulders relax a little as you sip on your drink, and Mingyu begins asking you very surface-level questions. It’s clear he’s doing his best to make you feel welcome while you wait for your friends, who arrive after about fifteen minutes of chat.
“Well, my girls are here,” you announce.
“Shame, we were enjoying your company,” Seungcheol muses, and his words make your skin heat. He’s quiet, or at least, not as much of a talker as Mingyu is- 
“Hey listen,” Mingyu distracts you, pulling out a pen and paper, where he begins to scribble a few numbers, “you know what they say, the best cure to get over someone is to get under someone else. If you ever need one of us, or both, shoot us a text or something.”
You’re in complete shock as he hands you the slip of paper, wherein two phone numbers and names are written. 
“Are you…” you swallow thickly, looking between the men, “is this kind of behavior allowed from cops?”
Mingyu flashes you a wink. “We’re off duty.” 
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Two
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” you admit, opening the door to your apartment, allowing Mingyu inside.
He only chuckles, pulling you into a hug. You let out a breath, relaxing against his chest. Once you feel a little more settled he releases you, pinching your cheek gently, in a shockingly affectionate way. “You’re getting over your ex,” Mingyu says softly. “Everyone needs to take that step sometime, I’m just glad you reached out to me instead of some tinder dick head.”
“Yeah, cuz a cop is so much better than some online random,” you roll your eyes.
“I’m definitely better than some online random,” he agrees. 
“This isn’t very cop like of you,” you point out, watching Mingyu remove his jacket.
“I’m not just my profession,” Mingyu says smoothly. “I’m a hot blooded male, and you’re a cute girl who needs some rescuing.”
You cock a brow, amused. “Rescuing?” 
“Uh huh.”
“And you’re going to rescue me with what? Your cock?” You’re giggling already, and Mingyu joins in.
“Cuddles don’t hurt either,” Mingyu muses, pulling you to his chest. “If we get to your bedroom and you decide you just want someone to be with, I’m not going to pressure you. I know I said the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else, but, skin to skin contact - even if it’s not sexual - can be an amazing way to get over an ex too.”
You can’t help yourself, you lean forward, going on your tiptoes to press your lips to Mingyu’s. He kisses you back immediately, cupping your cheek with one large hand. It’s a gentle kiss, the kind of kiss that tells you you’re safe, and you realize how right Mingyu is- maybe you just needed a companion, someone to distract you from how lonely single nights can be.
Even so, the two of you make your way to your bedroom, and you find yourself shockingly shy as you invite Mingyu into your bed.
You’re in comfy clothes, but Mingyu isn’t, and he toys with the hem of his shirt as you get under your covers. “Should I take this off?” he asks.
“Whatever you want,” you agree, watching him carefully.
“I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he explains.
“It won’t,” you tell him, in fact, you’re curious as to what he looks like under his shirt.
A minute later, you’re rewarded by getting a full view of Mingyu’s beautiful body. He’s all muscle, but it’s not the kind of muscle you gain just in a gym. No, Mingyu has a work hardened physique, what some might identify as practical muscle, and it’s clear he doesn’t skimp on food either. He’s perfectly built, you decide, as he gets into bed next to you, immediately pulling you to his broad chest.
You release a deep breath, one you didn’t know you’d been holding.
A large hand strokes along your back, and Mingyu gives you space to just be quiet and enjoy his presence. 
Finally, though, you get to the point where you can’t contain yourself any longer. You look up at him, and Mingyu mirrors the motion. It’s like he can already read you, and you wonder if that’s due to him having a lot of experience with girls, or psychological cue reading as a cop. Either way, he leans down to kiss you, and you melt into it, letting out a pleased groan.
Mingyu returns the sound with one of his own, his tongue gliding across your lip. You open up for him, shifting so you’re half on his chest while the kiss deepens. Mingyu’s hands find your waist, and he pulls you fully on top of him, your knees digging into the mattress on either side of his hips.
It’s been so long since you kissed someone, but your body easily picks up the natural instinct again. Mingyu is just so sexy- in no time at all, you’re wriggling on top of him, eager for stimulus against your already aching core. 
You find yourself completely relaxed, but completely on edge at the same time. It’s an odd contrast. Mingyu makes you feel comfortable, without fear, and yet- he also sets you on fire in the best of ways. Each touch is like electric shivers across your body, and you can’t help the way you’re moaning from just a bit of kissing and dry humping.
“Wait,” Mingyu’s voice makes you stop, and you pull away, looking down at him with confusion. “I think- before we fuck or anything, I think you should let me eat you out. I bet you’re tired of toys and fingers, and I want tonight to be about making you feel good.”
He’s literally prince charming. Like- how did you ever find this sexy giver. 
You swallow thickly. “We can do that.”
Mingyu kisses you again, and then he rolls on top of you, pinning you to the bed. You love the way his hands skim across your body, teasing across your waist and ribcage. 
“Can I take your clothes off?” he asks.
“Maybe… uh… maybe just my pants for now?” You’re not sure why you want to leave your shirt on, but that’s the boundary you’re comfortable with right now, and Mingyu doesn’t question it. He presses another kiss to your lips before sliding down you form, hooking his fingers in your sweatpants to drag them down your body.
The large man adjusts between your legs, peppering your newly exposed skin in soft kisses.
Your core is throbbing in your panties, and you bite your lip when his breath fans across your pussy.
“These off next?” he asks, looking up at you.
“Yeah.” The word comes out a whisper, your body tight with suspense.
Mingyu pulls your panties down slowly, and the cool air of the room on your exposed core  makes you twitch.
Large hands smooth up your calves and thighs, and Mingyu’s eyes meet yours as he closes the distance to your pussy. You hold your breath, waiting-
The first lick of your clit makes your toes curl, and you moan deeply, earning a smile from the man who’s clearly intent on devouring you.
“I kind of like being told what to do,” Mingyu explains, kissing your inner thigh. “So if you have anything you want me to do, just say something.”
“I will,” you promise, shifting your hips to get your core closer to his face again.
Mingyu takes the motion as a direction in and of itself, and he immediately puts his mouth back on you, but this time, it’s not a kitten lick. There’s no hesitation now, it’s clear you want this, and Mingyu dives in, pressing his tongue into your core.
You groan, thighs already shaking at how good it feels.
Your hands reach down, tangling in his soft hair, and Mingyu releases a moan of his own. The vibration from it goes straight to your clit, and you whimper. 
“You’re good at this,” you tell him, doing your best to be verbal, as it’s pretty clear Mingyu’s a verbal sex kind of guy.
He rewards your words by sucking his lips around your clit, flicking at it with his tongue.
“Can you…” you shift slightly, “your fingers-”
Mingyu adjusts, focusing on your clit with his mouth while a finger strokes between your pussy lips. He eases it into your wet core slowly, being gentle with you while ravaging your sensitive bud.
Your eyes close at the feeling, your head thrown back against your pillows. “That’s good-” you tell him, groaning when he slips a second digit into your pussy.
You can feel him smile against your clit, working his fingers up toward your gspot with each calculated thrust.
You’re supposed to be using Mingyu to get over your ex, but you can’t help the way you compare them- how had you ever thought sex with your ex was good? He’d never eaten you out like this- never prioritized your pleasure- fuck, you haven’t even had sex with Mingyu yet, and you’re already convinced it’s going to be mind blowing.
Releasing a breath, you focus on Mingyu, focus on the feeling building deep in your core. 
One thrust has Mingyu’s fingers hitting the exact right spot, and you let out a squeal of delight. “Right there- fuck- right there!”
Mingyu does as he’s told, repeatedly hitting the spot that draws you closer to your orgasm with record speed. His mouth on your clit is also pure pleasure, and before you even know it, you’re releasing a groan. “I’m gonna cum, fuck- don’t stop, please-”
Your words break off as your high slams into you, moans of ecstasy escaping as your body surges with pleasure. Your pussy is pulsing deliciously around Mingyu’s fingers and he works you through your orgasm like an absolute champ. He’s unrelenting, fully focused on drawing out your pleasure until you’re practically shaking.
Mingyu pulls away, and you let out a shaky gasp, opening your eyes to look down at the gorgeous man. His expression is one of pure lust, and you watch him wipe his mouth with the back of his palm. 
“You taste like peaches, baby,” he tells you, straightening onto his knees at the foot of your bed.
You don’t say anything, you only motion for Mingyu to come closer, and you grab the back of his neck, drawing his lips to yours so you can taste yourself on his tongue.
He moans into the kiss, and you writhe beneath him, hooking your leg over his hip.
Mingyu begins to grind down against you, and you can feel how hard he is in his jeans. You love that eating you out had that kind of effect on him, and you find yourself reaching down to cup his cock.
“Fuck,” Mingyu groans, breaking the kiss to breathe heavily, pressing his forehead against yours. “Are we going to do this? You can still back out-”
“We’re doing this,” you confirm.
“Okay, give me a sec.” Mingyu pulls away from you and you whimper at the loss. “Wanna take your shirt off now, while I take off my pants?”
“Yeah,” you agree, immediately working on the remainder of your clothing.
You’re naked in seconds, and you watch Mingyu step out of his jeans next to the bed. He’s produced a condom from his pants, and you watch with bated breath while he rolls it onto one of the biggest cocks you’ve ever seen in person- in fact, it might be the biggest cock, and your core throbs at the mere thought of it. 
“I’m on birth control, and I’m clean,” you find yourself saying softly, toying with the fact of unprotected sex.
“Me too,” Mingyu breathes. “But, it’s always better to be safe than sorry.”
Leave it to the cop to be safe, you guess that’s a good thing, but part of you sinks at the idea of not being filled with his cum.
Mingyu gets on top of you again, kissing you deeply. 
Your legs wrap tight around his body, and with pressure, you prompt him to grind down against your core again.
The feeling of his cock gliding between your soaked pussy lips is amazing- and you do your best to ignore the sensation of the condom. 
He kisses you for a long time, until you’re aching for him from the grinding, and finally, you can’t take it anymore. “Please,” you whimper, looking up at him. “I need you.”
“Anything you want, baby,” he says, pressing his lips to yours again while he adjusts ever so slightly, pushing his hand between your bodies so he can grab the base of his cock and line it up with your core.
He starts by rubbing it between your pussy lips, lubricating himself before pushing just the tip inside of you.
You moan against his mouth, shocked at the stretch. It’s clear from Mingyu’s gentle, controlled motions, that he’s used to giving grace for his size, and he slowly works you open more and more, sinking inch after inch of himself into your core.
His kisses are a wonderful distraction, and you focus on relaxing, allowing your body to open up for the large cock. 
When his front is flush to your own, his cock completely buried inside of you, you both release groans of pleasure.
The kiss breaks, and you pant against each others lips, opening your eyes to look at each other.
“You good?” he asks.
“Good,” you nod. “You can move.”
Mingyu lets out a shaky breath, and after a moment, he begins to fuck you. 
Each thrust is euphoria, his cock dragging against your inner walls deliciously. Mingyu begins to kiss you again, and you grab at his strong shoulders, clutching him desperately while he fucks you into your mattress. 
“You’re so tight,” Mingyu groans, lips moving to your neck. He licks at your sweet spot, and you shiver, wrapping your legs around him even tighter.
“You’re just so big-” you counter.
“Maybe a bit of both,” he admits with a chuckle.
You don’t mind that you’re in missionary, don’t mind that he fucks you stupid this way- it’s a very intimate position, and once again, the thought of your ex pops back into your mind. 
You realize, as the two of you get closer and closer to your highs, that maybe you weren’t ready for this- you don’t regret it, but you’re clearly not over your ex in the way you’d wished you would be at this point.
Maybe Mingyu’s just too soft, too gentle, too domestic- 
It’s not his fault, he’s being sweet to you, but maybe sweet isn’t what you needed, not really. It just makes you miss being in a relationship.
The two of you cum together, and you hate that you’re still distracted. You wish you could give all your focus to Mingyu, after all, it’s clear he’s completely zoned in on you, but it is what it is.
If nothing else, he’d distracted you for a little, given you perhaps the best dick and pussy eating of your life- and as the two of you cuddle up to fall asleep, it’s a small blessing at least that you’re not sleeping alone.
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Three
You’re at a bar waiting for your takeout when you run into the most unlikely person.
Seungcheol is dressed in work out clothes, a loose shirt, sweatpants, and a baseball cap, but he still looks downright lickable. His strong shoulders- the handsome face only partially hidden by his cap- he’s so recougnizable, and it’s clear he knows who you are too, because he walks over.
“Hey,” he says.
“Hey,” you retort, playing with the straw of your cocktail. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”
“Didn’t expect to see you either,” he admits with a laugh, and you’re delighted at how his smile lights up his face. “You waiting on food?”
“Yeah, just a dinner order, figured I’d get one drink while waiting.”
He nods. “I’m waiting for food too. Just came from the gym, didn’t feel like cooking.”
“I get that,” you agree, looking down at your drink.
“You eating alone tonight?” he asks. “We could always just ask the kitchen to switch our orders, you know, get a table, eat here.”
“Are you asking me to have dinner with you?” you grin.
“If you’re up for that sort of thing,” he shrugs.
“You know what?” You let out a sigh. “Let’s do it.”
Seungcheol grins, and after talking with the bartender, you find him leading you over to a booth, having sorted everything out.
He’s got a beer now, and you’re enthralled with the way he looks while taking a sip.
He’s just so masculine- you’re extremely attracted to Seungcheol. He’d been kind of scary while dressed in work attire, but this gym outfit is much more your style. 
“So,” he starts, releasing a breath. “Heard you saw Mingyu last week.”
Your skin heats with embarrassment. “Oh, yeah.”
“Don’t be shy,” Seungcheol grins, reaching across the table to nudge your hand. “I don’t judge. He’s my best friend, and we talk, so of course he mentioned it.”
“And now… you’re having dinner with me,” you point out. 
Seungcheol shrugs. “Mingyu’s not the jealous type.”
“Are you?”
Seungcheol leans back against the booth, cocking his head to the side. He grins, and it’s one of the sexiest expressions you’ve ever seen. “I can be,” he admits. “It depends on the situation.”
You swallow thickly, reaching for your drink, in need of some sort of reprieve for the way your throat has gotten dry. “Do you and Mingyu do this a lot?” you find yourself asking.
“Do what a lot?”
“Go after the same girl?” you clarify.
Seungcheol takes a moment, and you can tell he’s deep in thought about how to approach this line of questioning. “It’s happened once before,” he admits. “Definitely not a regular thing.”
“Tell me about last time,” you suggest, interested in the story now.
“Not much to say,” Seungcheol shrugs. “He and I have been friends forever. In university there was this one girl, she wanted us both so we figured it would be interesting.”
“Was it? Interesting?”
Seungcheol flashes you a dark look, the kind of look that says ‘are you serious?’
“It was fun,” he says finally. “But, the conditions have to be perfect for sharing to work.”
You’re about to ask for more details, but your waitress comes over with your food, so you put your questions on the back burner.
Seungcheol had ordered a salad with four extra chicken breasts, and you stare at him in shock for a while.
“What?” he asks, taking a bite.
“I’ve just never seen someone order greens and four orders of chicken,” you admit.
“It’s good for you,” Seungcheol insists. “Protein.”
You look down at your rice bowl, letting out a sigh. 
“Bet you’re wishing you’d got what I got,” Seungcheol teases. 
“Never,” you laugh.
“Anyways, I bet you’re wondering about the conditions that make threesomes work,” Seungcheol sighs, returning to the topic at hand.
“I’ll admit, I’m curious. When you and Mingyu gave me your numbers, you did say I could have both of you if I wanted.”
“You still can, but I wouldn’t be shocked if you wanted to stick it with Mingyu. It wouldn’t offend me. He’s better with girls than I am.” You love how direct Seungcheol is about this, and it shows a good sense of self for him to be able to admit he’s not as much of a lady killer as his friend.
“Why do you think he’s better with girls?” you inquire.
“Most girls like that whole puppy dog thing. He’s a giver, and I respect that.”
“And you’re not a giver?” you toy, cocking a brow.
“More of a taker really,” Seungcheol admits, flashing you a grin. “If you’re interested in that sort of thing.”
“Honestly?” You let out a sigh, relaxing back against the booth. “That might be just what I need right now.”
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Four
Seungcheol’s mouth is hot on yours before you’re even inside your apartment. He’s all teeth and tongue and grabby, greedy hands. But there’s something so exciting about him as he pushes your front door closed with his foot, wrapping you up in his strong arms and lifting you off the floor, prompting your legs around his hips.
There’s no talking, no assuring you that you don’t have to fuck-
You know you’re both here to fuck each other’s brains out, and it makes things simple as he carries you to your room.
To your surprise, however, he doesn’t take you to your bed. “Where’s your shower?” he asks, breaking the kiss to look around.
“Through there,” you point to the door to your ensuite, and Seungcheol follows your directions. Once in the bathroom, he sets you on the sink, and you flash him a questioning look.
“I showered at the gym, but still,” Seungcheol says, tearing his shirt off from the back of the neck. “I feel like shower sex is a good way to go about this.”
“I don’t usually like shower sex,” you point out.
“Well, you will with me, baby, trust me on that.” Seungcheol slips out of his sweatpants and briefs, his cock rising to attention. “Come here,” he instructs, pulling you off the sink.
His lips are feverish on your own, and he undresses you as quickly as he’d undressed himself. His hands grope your breasts, and he leans down to suck your nipple into his mouth while you thread your fingers through his hair.
“Now turn the shower on,” he commands.
You step toward the shower, following through- and you feel Seungcheol’s hulking, built body behind your own. His chest presses to your back, and his hands begin to explore your form while the water heats.
You tilt your head to give him access to your throat while one hand massages your breast, and the other slips down to your core, teasing through your pussy lips.
“Wet already,” he muses with a grin. “Mingyu said you’re a sensitive one.”
A tingle of sinful delight rushes through you.
You wonder how many details Mingyu shared- you wonder if Seungcheol’s been eager to get a taste of you for himself.
The water begins to steam, and with a nudge, Seungcheol prompts you inside. He joins you quickly, pinning you to the wall while his lips devour your own.
He breaks the kiss a short time later, looking up at your detachable shower head, then a grin spreads across his face. “Guess I can be a giver today, but don’t tell anyone,” he teases, taking the shower head off.
You’re not even shocked when he brings it between your thighs, wet pressure surging up against your clit while you squeal in shock.
Seungcheol bends down, capturing your nipple between his lips again.
“Fuck, this feels good-” you groan, gasping and grinding down against the shower head.
“I’ll let you cum first, because when it’s my turn, it’s my turn,” he warns. 
“Whatever you want,” you tell him, enjoying the way his mouth returns to your breasts.
He’s so rough, but it feels so good as the pressure from the shower continues on your clit. The dual feeling of his lips around your nipple, and the pressure on your sensitive bud has you getting close to the edge shockingly fast.
Seungcheol - like Mingyu - seems able to read you, and he adjusts, bringing a hand between your thighs. Two fingers slip into your wet core, and he focuses on applying the water to your clit while he begins to finger fuck you.
“Fuck,” you groan, clawing at the wall, trying to stay standing while he works you closer and closer-
“Want to see you cum,” he says. “Want to see you come undone on this fucking shower head and my fingers before I take what’s mine.”
Your stomach flip flops at the possessive tone, your breath coming out in a shocked gasp.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you, baby?” Seungcheol asks. “Tonight, you’re mine. Don’t want you thinking about Mingyu, or that stupid fucking ex of yours. It’s just you and me, and if I see you drifting, I’ll bring you right back here, with me, got it?”
“Yeah,” you nod, swallowing thickly.
“Such a good girl for me, grinding against my hand-” he groans. “I can see how close you are.” He leans forward, his lips ghosting past your ear. “I’ll admit though, I’m not a very patient man.”
Your skin tingles at his words, and you find yourself reaching for his cock, using the water as lubrication as you begin to stroke him off.
“That’s it,” Seungcheol says, voice low. “I be good to you, you be good to me, that’s the way this should be, don’t you think?”
“Uh huh,” you nod, closing your eyes as your abdominal muscles tense, warning you of your oncoming orgasm.
“Squeezing me so good, come on, baby, cum on my fingers.”
Seungcheol’s hand works even harder, digits stroking your sweet spot- and that’s all you need to be thrown over the edge.
You let out a strangled gasp, your orgasm slamming into you.
“That’s it,” Seungcheol groans, pressing his forehead against yours while he works you through your high. “Keep cumming for me, baby.”
You couldn’t stop even if you wanted to- your entire body is Seungcheol’s to control, and he prolongs your orgasm until you’re a shaking mess. 
You can hardly stand, but that doesn’t matter, Seungcheol puts the shower head back and simply picks you up. “I don’t have a condom on me,” he explains, sinking you onto his cock and releasing a hissing sound of pleasure, “so I’m just going to have to pull out and paint your chest.”
“Whatever you want,” you tell him, drawing his lips to your own as he begins to fuck you against the wall of your shower.
His fingers dig into your thighs, and he uses you to his own pleasure, fucking you like a mad man. He’s so strong- and you feel like some weightless doll in his grip. His lips are hot against your own, and his moans are some of the sexiest sounds you’ve ever heard.
There aren’t any thoughts in your head as he uses you in an animalistic, almost primal way, and you love every second of it, your sensitive pussy clenching tight around his aching cock.
“Fuck,” Seungcheol groans. “You’re pussy’s too good, gonna cum.” He pulls out of you abruptly, and you sink to your knees on your shower floor, looking up at him. “That’s a good girl,” he tells you, wrapping his hand around his cock and beginning to roughly stroke it. “Push those pretty tits up for me.”
You do as you’re told, watching Seungcheol- the way his bicep and abdominal muscles flex with each strained stroke of his rock hard cock.
He’s a fucking vision, and you don’t mind him using the sight of you to his own end- in fact, when he releases a strangled groan, throwing his head back as his hot seed shoots out across your tits, you kind of realize you love this. 
His large thighs flex, his entire muscular body alive as his orgasm washes over him.
He works himself through it, and finally stops, hand falling to his side while the other reaches out to press to the wall. He looks down at you, offering you that sexy smile. “Good girl.”
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Five
You’d given it a week of thought, and now here you are, looking at both Mingyu and Seungcheol as they stand in your kitchen.
“Are you sure you want this?” Mingyu asks, ever the softie of the two.
“She wants this,” Seungcheol confirms, looking you up and down. “She’s probably wanted this since the moment you said she could have us both.”
“It’s a big step,” Mingyu points out.
“It’s the ultimate distraction,” Seungcheol counters.
You let out a sigh, opening your robe to reveal the lingerie underneath. “Let’s do this.”
Seungcheol moves first, stepping forward and grabbing you by the back of the neck, drawing your lips to his. You kiss him desperately, cognizant of Mingyu watching. It feels amazing to have the attention of two gorgeous men, and you feel downright elated as Seungcheol lifts you off the ground and begins to carry you to your room.
You watch Mingyu over Seungcheol’s shoulder, and he follows closely.
“How do you want to do this?” the taller one asks as you make it to your bed, where Seungcheol tosses you down.
“No condoms,” you respond.
Both men laugh, exchanging glances. “Baby wants to be full, huh?” Seungcheol asks.
“So full,” you agree.
“I think we can deal with that,” Mingyu grins. “Any other requests?”
You swallow thickly. “Whatever you want.”
Mingyu and Seungcheol look at each other again, and the taller one shrugs. “I’ll go first,” Seungcheol decides. 
“Sounds good to me,” Mingyu agrees.
The two nod at each other, and then they both begin to strip. They get down to their boxers quickly, and Seungcheol joins you on the bed first, making you face him on your knees as he captures your lips with his own. His hands are everywhere, massaging and groping-
A second set of hands joins the first as the bed dips, signaling Mingyu’s arrival behind you. His soft lips find your throat, and you moan at the sensation of two sets of mouths on you.
Their touch is everywhere now, but it’s clearly Seungcheol who pulls your panties down, rubbing your wet pussy while Mingyu works on your bra. 
“So wet for us,” Seungcheol groans. “She’s been wanting this for ages, Gyu- haven’t you, baby?”
“For too long,” you agree with a whimper, looking up at him.
Now it’s Mingyu’s turn to moan a sound of appreciation, and he pushes your bra off your body, hands immediately cupping your breasts. His fingers pinch at your nipples and you moan desperately, pushing your ass back against him-
Fuck, Mingyu’s already hard, his cock straining against your butt-
Seungcheol captures your attention again, kissing you as his fingers push into your core, crooking up to hit your sweet spot. 
You’re so wet- with each stroke, you can hear your juices on Seungcheol’s fingers, and it sets your entire body on fire.
It feels like nothing else you’ve ever experienced to be captured between these two gorgeous men- there are absolutely zero thoughts in your head, you’re so overtaken by this wordless need-
“Fuck this,” Seungcheol says. “I’m not huge on foreplay, need to fuck you.”
Mingyu snickers behind you, it’s clear which of the two men is better at patience, and you suppose that’s why the taller of the two men gets to go second. You can’t imagine making Seungcheol wait his turn, but that’s part of what’s so endearing about him.
“Here’s how it’s going to go,” Seungcheol sighs. “I’ll fuck you doggy, Mingyu can be under you, and as soon as I’m done, he can get his turn, sounds good?”
“Sounds perfect,” you admit.
Seungcheol leans close, his lips ghosting over your own when he says, “Then be a good girl and get into position for me.”
All three of you stip the last bit of clothing from your bodies, and you’re quick to get on top of Mingyu. He immediately kisses you, cupping your cheek as you grind down against his cock- you’re trying to be patient for Seungcheol, but patience, it would seem, is a strong suit that neither of you have. 
“If you put his cock inside of you, I’m going to prep your ass,” Seungcheol warns, and you pause your writhing on top of Mingyu. “That’s what I thought.”
Two hands roughly grip your hips, and Seungcheol pulls you up, off of Mingyu. A cock glides between your pussy lips, and Seungcheol smooths his palm along your back. “Be good for us,” he warns before slipping into your wet core.
You let out a moan, resting your head against Mingyu’s chest while he strokes you, holding you close. He nuzzles at the crown of your head, a gentle contrast to the man who begins fucking into you.
You’re kind of obsessed with the duality- the dichotomy of the two men is enough to keep you satisfied and on edge, enraptured with the act of making love in this way. 
It’s clear already that you’re kind of in love with threesomes- there’s just something about this, or maybe- there’s just something about Mingyu and Seungcheol.
Seungcheol’s hands are rough on your hips, pulling you back to every thrust, and you finally relax enough to be able to kiss Mingyu again. His lips are desperate against your own, and his cock presses up between your bodies- you can’t help but grab at it, stroking him off in time with Seungcheol’s thrusts.
“Fuck,” Mingyu groans, rutting up to meet you.
“You’re being too nice on him,” Seungcheol muses, and you can hear his smile.
Neither you nor Mingyu respond, too busy kissing to care.
It’s clear, after a few seconds, that Seungcheol doesn’t enjoy being ignored, because one of his hands snakes around your body, fingers finding your clit.
“Shit-” you whimper, breaking your kiss as pleasure surges through you.
“Knew that would get your attention,” Seungcheol says smugly, rubbing you even harder.
“You gonna cum for us?” Mingyu asks, lips attaching to your neck, one hand groping your breast while you continue to stroke him off.
“Yeah, I’m close-” you gasp, pussy tensing, clenching tight around Seungcheol, who groans deeply at the feeling.
You feel so perfectly taken care of, two men working your body closer and closer to the edge until your orgasm takes over. You release a strangled whimper, body surging with white hot energy that pulses through you like an electric shock.
Seungcheol lets out his own sound of pleasure, and his thrusts falter ever so slightly- then he goes as hard as he’s ever gone before. Each rut is skin on skin as his hips hit your ass, and you can tell from his rough panting that he’s just about to tip over the edge too-
He cums with a deep groan, and the sound makes your pussy flutter even harder as ropes of cum coat your insides, filling you perfectly.
You’re fucked practically stupid, reduced to animal instinct as you stay captured between two large bodies. All you can do is stay on shaking thighs, crouched over Mingyu, as Seungcheol finishes up and pulls out of you with a “Fuck.”
 “My turn?” Mingyu asks, stroking your cheek to get your attention.
“Yeah, fuck- fill me up even more,” you whimper.
“You got it, baby,” Mingyu grins, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before he reaches between your bodies, grabbing his cock to line it up with your pussy. He helps you down onto him, and you moan.
You’re still tight from your orgasm, but it’s substantially easier to take Mingyu after having just enjoyed Seungcheol’s girth- and the cum inside of you helps with the lubrication. You’re fully seated on Mingyu’s cock not a moment later, and you both moan from the sensation.
His lips attack your own, and you thread your fingers through his hair as he begins to thrust up into you.
You’re too weak to ride him, but from the way Mingyu bucks with the energy of a stallion, you doubt he cares.
“Fuck,” Mingyu groans against your mouth. “You feel so good, baby.”
“You feel good too,” you tell him, words shaky as they escape you.
“She’s cock drunk already,” Seungcheol muses, and you hear him heading to the bathroom to clean up while Mingyu has his way with you.
“Are you cock drunk, baby?” Mingyu asks, pausing to look up at you with lust filled eyes.
“So good,” you whimper.
Mingyu grins. “Definitely cock drunk.” He cups your cheek, drawing your lips back to his own. He rolls you over so you’re now on your back, and then he sits up onto his knees. “Can you get onto your side for me, gonna push your leg up to your chest and fuck you like that.”
You do as you’re told, shifting into the position. Mingyu grabs your thigh, anchoring himself as he begins to rail into you. He has more maneuverability in this position than when you’d been on top, and he hits as deep as anyone has ever hit before, making you whimper and claw at the sheets. 
“You look so good like this,” Mingyu tells you. “Being so good for us.”
“Mingyu-” you whimper.
“I know, I’m close too,” he promises.
Each thrust is hitting a spot that has your toes curling, and you’re quickly working your way to another high, pussy still sensitive from Seungcheol.
“Fuck,” Mingyu groans, digging his fingers into your thigh as he holds you open for himself. “Can’t cum till you do- fuck, wanna feel you squeezing my cock-”
“Gonna fill me up,” you whimper.
“Gonna fill you to the fucking brim, baby,” Mingyu agrees.
You close your eyes, so overwhelmed by pleasure-
“Let me fill you, come on, cum with me baby,” Mingyu urges, and that’s all it takes for you to explode on his cock.
He releases a grunt, fingers gripping you tight as he falls over the edge with you, fucking you roughly through your dual highs. You love how you can just relax as pleasure like you’ve never felt before surges through you- both men take care of you in their own ways, and this is what heaven must feel like.
But all good things must come to an end, and slowly, Mingyu’s motions begin to falter. He collapses half on top of you, breathing heavily as his lips eagerly seek yours out.
“Well aren’t you two cute,” Seungcheol’s voice makes you both laugh, pulling away from each other.
“Is that jealousy in your tone, Seungcheol?” you tease.
He scoffs, rolling his eyes. “Jealousy doesn’t work if you’re planning to do threesomes with the same three people more than once.”
“Oh, are we doing this again?” you ask.
Seungcheol grins. “Baby, what do you think?”
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You’re standing at the bartop waiting for your drink when hands grab at your hips. You’re pulled back to a broad chest, and lips press to your throat, prompting you to tilt your head and grin. “Cheol,” you breathe, “what are you doing?”
“Keeping track of my prisoner,” he muses, grabbing at the orange jumper you’re wearing. “Can’t let my dirty little prison escapee out of my sight.”
It had been his idea to dress as cops and a prisoner for Halloween- and you think there must be some sort of rule against Seungcheol and Mingyu wearing their actual uniforms as costumes on a night like this- but fuck, they look so good in their navy blue.
You know you look good too, the orange jumper isn’t revealing per se, but it’s tight in the right places, and Seungcheol is feral for you regardless of what you’re wearing… or not wearing. 
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lizkeen ¡ 1 year ago
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INTIMIDATION AND VIOLENT RP PROMPTS FOR POWERED MUSES. ( Part II of the collection for action based roleplay prompts, made especially for powered muses. Feel free to add information if you wish. )
Send a symbol for the action and/or send a # for reverse
🤜 or forward // sender pulls receiver closer with telekinesis.
🤌 or take // sender takes receivers powers ( specify whether it is for a certain amount of time or permanent )
👇 or kneeling // sender forces receiver on their knees with their powers.
⛓ or confinement // sender traps receiver in a cage that limits their powers or suppresses them.
🦴 or bones // sender snaps receivers bones with telekinesis
🩸 or blood // sender makes receivers blood boil
✒ or practice // sender practices their powers on receiver
🔥 or flames // sender sets receiver on fire
🔮 or hallucination // sender makes receiver hallucinate
💀 or revive // sender kills receiver and revives them over and over again
🏹 or hunt // sender is a hunter and hunts receiver down
🥶 or freeze // sender drastically lowers receivers body temperature
��or breath // sender makes it impossible for receiver to breathe with magic.
🤫 or quiet // sender removes receivers mouth with magic
😑 or blind // sender blinds receiver with magic
💥 or explode // sender makes receivers blood vessels explode
🌙 or eclipse // sender kidnaps receiver until the next eclipse to take their powers
🌡or temperature // sender cools or heats receivers body temperature
⏰ or time // sender time travels to receiver in another timeline
🧨 or sting // sender hits receiver with small painful bits of their power to torture them
🎯 or target // sender uses receiver as target practice
🎵 or song // sender influences receiver with a song ( works best for sirens etc. )
🏳or white flag // sender kidnaps receiver to hunt them in a sacrifice.
🏴 or black flag // sender kidnaps receiver to hand them to another organization
🔞 or age // sender rapidly ages receiver with their powers ( could result in their death etc )
☢ or weapon // sender turns receiver into a mindless weapon
🔆 or sun // sender experiments on receiver
🏥 or heal // sender heals receiver only to torture them again
⭕ or collar // sender puts a collar around receivers neck that suppresses their powers and let's electricity run through it that hurts them when they try it anyways
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haunted-headset ¡ 11 months ago
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wilbur comforting reader after a nightmare? :0
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(i tried to think of how to elaborate on that but i think i’ll just leave it up to you while my sleepy brain takes over LMAO)
🌙 I've Got You 🌙
a/n: this is such a cute idea wtf
tags: @zuuriell @somebody-v @vibestillaxxx @ax-y10 @joviepog@themonsterunderurmom @ogelizasoot @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@justalittlebitofchaos@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@taylors-version-from-the-vault@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza@artistphantom @ace-call-me-what-youd-like @lexx-the-gay-rubber-ducky @finleyforevermore @poraphia @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons @mysticalsoot(let me know if u don't or do wanna be tagged!!)
word count: 613 (i need to write longer fics i feel like writing short fics is bad but oh well)
contains: reader having a nightmare, use of Y/N, crying, reader having a panic attack, reader thinking Wilbur left them, reader shows signs of depression & anxiety, reader has self-deprecating thoughts
You had awoken with a gasp as you tried to catch your shaky breath & stop your sobs. It was just a dream. A really, really bad dream.
Wilbur, in the dream, had gotten fed up with you. He had gone on a rant about how much of a terrible partner you were & how you were useless & a waste of skin; it was almost as if he had taken every single thought you'd ever had about yourself, soaked them in vitriol till it was dripping, & then spouted it out to make your ears bleed. It was a fear you always had. Maybe it did happen. Maybe he finally fell out of love with you. Maybe he never loved you. Maybe he--
"No, Y/N, that didn't happen," you whispered to yourself through the sobs. "Wilbur's right next to--" You looked over at where Wilbur was supposed to be in bed.
& he wasn't there.
& that's when all of the panic you've ever felt attacked you like a tsunami. You started hyperventilating & sobbing so hard to the point where you were seeing white & your head felt like it was being slowly drilled into & your brain was being turned to mush. Your heart didn't go one millisecond without beating so hard you swore you could see it beating out of your chest, & you were shaking so hard to the point where somebody could've compared you to a vibrating iPhone & nobody would be able to tell the difference.
In a desperate attempt to calm yourself down, you slowly got up & stumbled over to Wilbur's closet to grab one of his hoodies. You pressed the hoodie to your face as you stumbled back to bed & sobbed harder, the scent of his body wash & cologne, earthy & calming & perfect, still faintly there. What did you do? What did you do to make him leave you? You were aware that you were far from a perfect partner, & you were far from attractive, & maybe he had some sort of realization & decided that there were other, better fish in the sea to catch, leaving you at the bottom of the pond, away from the shiny, attractive fish that he was bound to catch.
"Darling?" his voice rang out & echoed against the walls, causing you to look up.
"Oh my God, honey," Wilbur, lovely, amazing Wilbur, whispered, practically jumping onto the bed to pull you into his lap & wrap his arms around you so tightly to the point where you thought you'd never be able to escape his embrace. Not that you were complaining, of course. "I've got you. You're okay, you're alright."
"Why're we crying? What's going on?" he whispered in your ear, rocking you back & forth & wiping your tears.
"I had a bad dream & I thought you left," you croaked through your sobs.
"Baby, I would never even dream of leaving you," Wilbur said. "You're everything to me. You're the reason I wake up in the morning. You're the reason I write songs & play music. You're the reason I'm still here." He kisses your cheek before continuing, "You're the Tori Spring to my Michael Holdman or whatever his name is."
"Michael Holden," you corrected with a tearful laugh.
He smiled at you. "There's my beautiful baby with their beautiful laugh," he whispered.
"Why weren't you in our room?" you asked.
"I was getting water, lovely," he said. "I wasn't leaving, not at all. I wouldn't even dare to think about it. I'd die without you."
"Promise?" you asked.
He linked his pinky with yours. "Swear on my life."
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chaoscouncilcreaturecorner ¡ 4 months ago
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Water & Beach-Themed Names & Pronouns List
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Names:
🤍 Masculine Names:
🐚Caspian - Origin: Caspian Sea
🐳Kai - Origin: Hawaiian - Meaning: "Sea"
🐚Ren - Origin: Diminutive of Rene or Japanese - Meaning: "Water lily; Lotus"
🐳Maxwell - Origin: Scottish - Meaning: "Great steam"
🐚Clyde - Origin: Scottish River Name
🐳Alon - Origin: Hebrew; Filipino Word - Meaning: "Oak tree; Wave"
🐚Solomon - Origin: Christianity; Hebrew - Meaning: "Underwater bridge; Peace"
🐳Earwyn - Origin: English - Meaning: "Friend of the sea"
🐚Salmon - Origin: Hebrew; English; French - Meaning: "Salmon; Peace"
🐳Mortimer - Origin: French - Meaning: "Dead sea; Stagnant sea"
🖤 Feminine Names:
🫧Cordelia - Origin: Latin; Celtic - Meaning: "Heart; Daughter of the sea"
🦑Mira - Origin: Latin, Slavic, Arabic, Sanskrit - Meaning: "Admirable; Peace; Female ruler; Ocean"
🫧Maya - Origin: Greek; Central American Indian empire name; Latinate Variation of May; Spanish, diminutive of Amalia; variation of Maia; Hebrew - Meaning: "Water"
🦑Talia - Origin: Hebrew; Australian Aboriginal - Meaning: "Gentle dew from heaven; By the water"
🫧Tallulah - Origin: Choctaw, Irish - Meaning: "Leaping water, Lady of abundance"
🦑Maren - Origin: Latin - Meaning: "Sea"
🫧Sabrina - Origin: Celtic, Latin name for the River Severn
🦑Marina - Origin: Latin - Meaning: "From the sea"
🫧Guinevere - Origin: Welsh - Meaning: "White shadow; White wave"
🦑Jennifer - Origin: Cornish variation of Welsh Guinevere - Meaning: "White shadow; White wave"
🩶 Neutral/Androgynous Names:
🌊Haf - Origin: Welsh; Icelandic - Meaning: "Summer; Ocean"
🦈Current - Origin: Water current - Meaning: "The motion of the Ocean"
🌊Siren - Origin: Greek Mythology
🦈Tasi - Origin: Chamorro; Christianity - Meaning: "Ocean; Sea"
🌊Dipsi - Origin: Hindu; Bislama - Meaning: "Light; Ocean"
🦈Daria/Darius - Origin: Persian - Meaning: "Sea; Possessing Goodness"
🌊Pelagic - Origin: Greek - Meaning: "Of, Relating to, or living or occuring in the open sea; Oceanic"
🦈Mer - Origin: The Word Mermaid/Merman; Spanish - Meaning: "Ocean; Sea"
🌊Wave - Origin: English - Meaning: "Arched form of water or sound"
🦈Bahari - Origin: Swahili - Meaning: "Sailor; Ocean"
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Pronouns:
Nature Themed:
Sea/Foam
Wave/Waves
Moon/Moon
Tide/Tidal
Cur/Current
Co/Coral
Bub/Bubble
Wa/Water
Oce/Ocean
Sea/Sea
La/Lake
Ri/River
Aqua/Aquatic
Coa/Coast
Tide/Pool
Sho/Shore
La/Lagoon
Dead/Zone
Deep/Blue
Hurri/Hurricane
Isla/Island
Nau/Nautical
Ocean/Floor
Sur/Surface
Under/Water
Tsu/Tsunami
Al/Algae
Bac/Bacteria
Kel/Kelp
Sea/Glass
Animal Themed:
Wha/Whale
Shar/Shark
Jell/Jellyfish
Fi/Fish
Sea/Horse
Tur/Turtle
Sea/Seal
Or/Orca
Sea/Dragon [Leafy Seadragon]
Dol/Dolphin
Clown/Fish
Blue/Tang
Ott/Otters
Sea/Lion
Octo/Octopus
Squi/Squid
Wal/Walrus
Lob/Lobster
Spon/Sponge
Be/Beluga
Angel/Fish
Mana/Manatee
Star/Fish
Eel/Eel
Sea/Urchin
Cuttle/Fish
Barra/Barracuda
Man/Manta
Ray/Ray
Croco/Crocodile
Mythology/Legend Themed:
Sea/Serpent
Ocean/Dragon
Si/Siren
Mer/Mermaid [Merman, Merfolk & Merbeing Also Work]
Sing/Singing
So/Song
Lu/Lure
Kra/Kraken
Levi/Leviathan
Loch/Ness
Ap/Apsara
Ka/Kappa
Ni/Nixies
Ca/Calypso
The/Thetis
Ne/Nereids
Oce/Oceanids
Na/Naga
Na/Naiad
Po/Poseidon
Tri/Trident
Tri/Triton
In/Indra
Nep/Neptune
Va/Varuna
Ce/Cetus
Ich/Ichtyo [Ichtyocentaurs]
Sea/Monster
Sel/Selkie
Ma/Makara
Beach & Pool Themed:
Flip/Flop
Mock/Mocktail
Mo/Mojito
Be/Beach
Sta/Stand
Swi/Swim
Ba/Ball
To/Towel
Sun/Sunscreen
Bo/Boat
Beach/Side
Pool/Noodle
Beach/Chair
Bu/Bucket
Palm/Tree
Tree/Tree
Sun/Sun
Sha/Shade
Sha/Shadow
Pool/Pool
San/Sand
Go/Goggles
Sur/Surf
Sun/Sunset
Re/Resort
Salt/Salt
Sand/Sandcastle
Ya/Yacht
Fi/Fishing
Fin/Fins
Emoji Themed:
🐢/🐢s
🐍/🐍s
🐙/🐙s
🦑/🦑s
🪼/🪼s
🦐/🦐s
🦞/🦞s
🦀/🦀s
🐡/🐡s
🐠/🐠s
🐟/🐟s
🐬/🐬s
🐳/🐳s
🐋/🐋s
🦈/🦈s
🦭/🦭s
🐊/🐊s
🌴/🌴s
🐚/🐚s
🪸/🪸s
🍹/🍹s
🦩/🦩s
🛟/🛟s
⚓/⚓s
🪝/🪝s
🏝️/🏝️s
🌅/🌅s
🏖️/🏖️s
⛱️/⛱️s
🩴/🩴s
🫧/🫧s
🌊/🌊s
🍧/🍧s
🧊/🧊s
🍨/🍨s
🍦/🍦s
🥤/🥤s
🍸/🍸s
🍹/🍹s
🦩/🦩s
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🪸These weren't requested, just decided to post some things as well until we start to get requests!
🪼All of the dividers are from: saradika.tumblr.com! Thank you so much for these beautiful dividers! ^^
~ Created Mainly By: 🧨⛓️📻 {{ Wilbur/Alastor }}
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l0st-g1rl-r0tt1ng ¡ 3 months ago
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The dazzlings ∿♫ Headmate pack!!
𝄞˚⋆ Name(s): Adagio Dazzle
𝄞˚⋆ Pronoun(s): She/her, Shx/hxr,
𝄞˚⋆ Age: 18 (418)
𝄞˚⋆ Species: Siren
𝄞˚⋆ Gender(s): Transfem
𝄞˚⋆ Orientation(s): lesbian polyamorous
𝄞˚⋆ Role(s): Persecutor
𝄞˚⋆ Sign-off: 🎵✨
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♬ ⁺。Name(s): Aria Blaze
♬ ⁺。Pronoun(s): She/It
♬ ⁺。Age: 17 (417)
♬ ⁺。Species: Siren
♬ ⁺。Gender(s): Cis female
♬ ⁺。Orientation(s): Bisexual polyamorous
♬ ⁺。Role(s): Antagoniser
♬ ⁺。Sign-off: ⭐🔥
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♩ ₊˚ Name(s): Sonata Dusk
♩ ₊˚ Pronoun(s): She/He/Taco/Moon/Cat/Song
♩ ₊˚ Age: 16 (416)
♩ ₊˚ Species: Siren
♩ ₊˚ Gender(s): Bigender (Male and female)
♩ ₊˚ Orientation(s): Pansexual
♩ ₊˚ Role(s): Caregiver
♩ ₊˚ Sign-off: 🌙🌊
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Might open requests soon!! Idk tho lol
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daddycassie ¡ 9 months ago
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Lucy Gray Baird does not share. 🍺 🌙 🎶
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Pairing: Possessive! Lucy Gray Baird x Female! Masc! Reader - 1,333 words
Warnings: Drinking/drunk shenanigans, mentions of prostitution(brief), biting, oral sex, fingering, switch Lucy Gray(only hints at her bottoming though), jealousy, possessiveness, public sex.
At around half past midnight, you’d been working a late shift at the Hob. Bartending and table cleaning weren’t easy jobs with all the drunkards around, but you did your best to manage. Especially in the presence of your lover, the dazzling star, Lucy Gray Baird.
She shined brighter than anything in the entirety of the Hob, the whole district even. She was like a splash of watercolor on everyone else’s colorless world. Nearing the end of your shift, a pretty blonde girl approached you. You hadn’t noticed her at first, entranced by Lucy Gray’s siren-like song.
Nothin’ you could take was ever worth keepin’.
The girl had to snap right in your face to get your attention. “Oh, I’m sorry, what can I get for you?” You speak, rolling up your white sleeves. Her eyes travel down, your arms were toned, but you never thought them something to gawk over. “Whiskey handsome, and maybe an hour or two of your time? I promise I can make it very pleasurable.”
The blonde’s voice is a low purr, you can’t help laughing heartily. You get her the whiskey and she pays significantly more than necessary. You sigh, and elect to play along, not noticing the fact that Maude Ivory was singing now. “I’m not a prostitute sweetheart.” You speak with a smile. 
For some reason you feel like more than one person is staring at you. You try to ignore it as the girl leans closer, taking a long sip of her whiskey. “I didn’t mean it like that… I just feel a little lonely tonight.” She croons. You’re about to respond when someone else speaks. “Maybe you should go feel lonely alone.”
“Lucy Gray?” You turn to her. Lucy Gray stares menacingly at the girl. If looks could kill…
The blonde frowns deeply. “Shouldn’t you be singing songbird?” Lucy Gray approaches you and tightly squeezes your arm. “I’m on break, to come see my girlfriend.” She spat. The blonde mutters something under her breath, but leaves the bar with her whisky. 
Lucy Gray grabs a small bottle of rum, you estimate it’s about the price of the extra money the girl paid. “We should probably give her her money back, or that bottle at lea—“
You’re cut off when Lucy Gray opens the top and nearly downs the whole bottle. “Didn’t that burn?” You frown in concern. “Nope.” She rasps.
“Baby that’s gonna hit you like a truck, maybe you shouldn’t drink it.” She frowns deeply. “I feel great actually, other than that little stunt you were pullin’.” You blink in surprise at her words “Stunt? What stunt?”
Lucy Gray glares, although she looks about as scary as a mouse you don’t like when she’s cross with you. “I heard you call her sweetheart. I mean, sweetheart, come on Y/n! I never knew you were out here butterin’ up all these girls!” The way she wobbles when she moves closer to you indicates the rum is starting to take effect.
“Lucy Gray, I was just trying to deal with her. She was wasted.” You try to reason, wrapping your arms around her waist. She bristles, and speaks, her voice slurring out the words. “How ‘m I posed to know you’re a-tellin’ me the truth!” The way she puts emphasis in the wrong places makes you chuckle despite the circumstances.
“Maybe we should get you home.” You take her hand, only for her to squeeze yours tighter and drag you into the backroom. The second you’re out of view from other people she slams you into the wall as hard as she can, her eyes narrow. “Lucy Gray—“ you’re cut off again when she presses herself close to you and begins drunkenly fumbling with your shirt buttons.
“Mine, n’nody else’s. I don’ wanna share…” She leans her face up into the crook of your neck and you’re shocked by how hard she bites you. You groan in both pain and pleasure. She presses you against the wall with more force. You can see the moment she gives up on the buttons and simply rips the shirt open, buttons clattering to the ground.
“Hey! My nice shirt!” You hiss, only half as mad as you would normally be, seeing how your girlfriend is trying to get into your pants. “That’s mine too.” Lucy Gray babbles, moving down to suck on and kiss any part of your chest that your bra doesn’t cover. “I want you…” she moans.
You bite your lower lip and nod, placing your hand on her head as she moves down to her knees in front of you. You glance at the entrance from the bar, and decide it’s not likely anyone will walk in. You look down just in time to see Lucy Gray slip off your belt and pull down your slacks, then your underwear as well.
“Already wet.” She comments as though you wouldn’t already know that. You fist her hair and she takes that as an urging to lean forward and take your clit into her mouth. It wasn’t often when you thought Lucy Gray’s mouth had better uses than singing, but god, you were thinking it now.
You moan, and press into her mouth, trying to keep quieter than the music. It’s difficult when she’s sucking with such fervor. Her big brown eyes look up at you and become half lidded with affection. Meanwhile, you get off on the idea that Lucy Gray stopped her set early just to show some random girl who you belonged to.
It was Lucy Gray, always Lucy Gray. You loved her and she loved you. The way her tongue flicks at your clit while she unceremoniously presses her fingers into you drives you mad, if you hadn’t muffled yourself you would have screamed. Times like these made you question if you were truly the dominant one in the relationship.
Lucy Gray thrusts hard and fast, passionate and determined as everything she ever does. You cum, grinding against her pretty face, while you both moan a little too loudly. Despite the racket you’re creating she doesn’t stop. Not even a break. She keeps up the pace.
When you cum a second time, you’re quivering against the wall, flushed and sweaty. You wanted to reclaim some dominance, anything to make you feel a little in control. You pull Lucy Gray’s hair — and she bites your clit. Your eyes roll back and tear up with overstimulation. You cum for the third time tonight. 
Lucy Gray toys with you for a moment or two longer before she pulls away, her face is wet, and she smiles drunkenly. “All mine.” She giggles to herself. You look down at her, panting. Finally you move from off the wall, and fix your clothes. “W-we need to clean your face. Come on.” You pull her up from the ground and she hugs you, kissing you all over, just like the usual drunk Lucy Gray. Like she didn’t just fuck you silly.
You sigh, and lift her up, using her to cover your broken open shirt. You’d have to collect your buttons tomorrow, but that was a problem for future Y/n and Lucy Gray. “If you weren’t so hammered right now, I would take you home and take you in every position I could think of.” You speak low enough for only the two of you to hear.
“Sounds like good plans for tomorrow.” She hiccups, laying her head on your shoulder. “Mhm, good plans for tomorrow. Maybe we could visit the lake.” Lucy Gray nods, not entirely sure what she was in for.
You curl up in bed with her that night, her body rest on top of yours while she snoozes. You could still smell alcohol on her breath, but you kiss her goodnight anyway. “I love you.” You say to her, knowing you won’t get a response. Tomorrow was never assured, not in a place like 12, but somehow, with Lucy Gray it still felt bright.
Note: I wish I’d made it a little bit longer — but I’m pretty happy with it! Hope you enjoyed <3
@lucygraysbabygirl ~ thank you for your request, I had a lot of fun making it :)
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cloudcountry ¡ 2 years ago
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♡ AUBURN'S MUTUALS !! (there's more of you than i thought HELP)
@tinyletterz / 🍙 — my friend since forever ago, genuinely one of the kindest people i have ever met. she's so cute and she writes beautifully!!!! i highly HIGHLY recommend her flower language series GFGRGRGRGRFRFR
@identity-theft-101 / 🪓 — bonded over mushroom stayed for the eels tbh!! chaos incarnate BUT he has a cute bird named asa that said she loves me so i'm winning
@names-are-dumb / 🐚 — i'm so glad i got to introduce them to twisted wonderland. i am reliving my own experience through him rn. IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE OCTAVINELLE GRAHHH!!!!! one month later and we're married he's my husband and my angelfish that i write cringe ass sonnets too and i adore him <33 muah muah
@merotwst / 🧶 — LITERALLY SO SWEET OMG. she's so warm and welcoming its no wonder people just gravitate to her :C i adore her tbh she made me feel so welcomed even though i'm still scared of most twst writers LMAO
@shkrmpp / 🦐 — one of my first moots!!! personally i really love their hair dye headcanons GRAH they're so cute BUT!! they also draw C:< AND ITS A CUTE STYLE. plus their blog always looks MUAH
@siren-serenity / 🌙 — YOU'RE EVIL I STILL THINK ABOUT "i need you" WHY DID YOU WRITE THAT /lh no but actually you're so good at writing angst that rips my heart out like. if i want to sob i'm going for your azul angst (ITS A GOOD THING PROMISE)
@siphoklansan / ☔ — BEAUTIFUL ART. STUNNING. i love love love how much detail she puts into her pieces (yes i am thinking abt the floyd piece for the lipstick challenge ITS SO CUTE) AND SHE DREW STUFF BASED ON THE SONG HEART ATTACK AND I THINK ABOUT IT EVERY DAY.
@fukashiin / 💌 — silly little goofy deuce rambles and omg the leech twins. I REREAD THE STARING THINGY SHE WROTE OVER AND OVER AZULLLL AZUL'S PART IS SO %@$!%##@%!$#$%@!$#%@$!#%!@%#$!@#$%
@ryuubff / 🪼 — omg there is literally so much i could say about them. my first obey me mutual. the first person who was alike "omg let's create solomon content together." i love talking to them sm and honestly they deserves the best because they're so kind and creative C: WAHHHH
@hisui-dreamer / 🌟 — SO SWEET. i know i'm saying a lot but i have so many mutuals that made me feel so welcomed and rinna was one of them. every single piece of work you'll find on that blog is brewing with emotions and gentle care I LOVE.,,.., I LOVE!!!!!!
@officialdaydreamer00 / 🌠 — ?!?!?!?! ALSO INCREDIBLY KIND AND SO SO CREATIVE!!!! they draw me things all the time and it literally melts my heart :((( i love lov love talking to them about octavinelle and they're super easy to connect with :(((
@the-v-lociraptor / 💙 — we literally just became moots a little bit ago BUT i find a lot of good fanart through her!! she reblogs a lot of cool stuff :D !!!!!
@ceruleancattail / 🔷 — I FORGOT TOW RITE SMTH HELP EM anyways <33 ceru writes some cute ass shit that makes me kick my feet and squeal (AND ALL THE AZUL CONTENT I HAVENT BINGED YET....UGH IM SO EXCITED)
@i-like-forgs / 💪 — appreciator of sand cats and draws a lot!! the creator of my wedding venue with azul and enabler of so many of my ramble i am clinging to his ankle as he drags me around
@valerie-leech / 💚 — we just started talking but they're part of the auburn azul wedding squad!! :D im excited to interact with them <3
@twst-beam / 🎉 — we also haven't talked a lot yet but i can't wait to get to know her better C: !!
@iseethatimicy / 💎 — a fellow azul kisser!! i finally found another one!! :D has an unholy amount of azul memes i do not know where they come from (probably pinterest) but they are Fascinating
@acornwinter / 💫 — sends random shit in my inbox because they started talking about their dreams once and i decided Yes!! and now they draw my ocs and its super cute and i love their little tiny ppl drawings C:
@totallymem3 / 🥀 — we just started talking but!! very sweet <33 her art style is just MMMMUAH CHEFS KISS!!!!!!!!! i love it. it reminds me of spring.
@z3llous / �� — draws azul SOOOOO good i love lovelovlevoevloev his art!!! its so scrumptious i eat it all up for breakfast lunch dinner ON NOMNOM
@cecilebutcher / 🪩 — has a bunch of really cool ocs!!! igor my belobed /p they have such a creative mind and its a pleasure to listen to them ramble about the characters they created!!! :D
@ang33333333l / 🙏 — another azul kisser!! we haven't talked much but i can tell doll is a very sweet person <33
@axvwriter / 👻 — SHE HAS AZUL'S DORM UNIFORM AND IM SO JEALOUS. LITERALLY SO UNFAIR.
@soru-ya / 🍞 — THEY WROTE AROACE CONTENT FOR ME :((((( CRYING RN they're such a good writer please go check them out PLEASE im begging you
@rains-asleep / 🐝 — ANOTHE RGOOD WRITER WHAWHWAHWHAHWA <33333 we had such a deep conversation about caramel once it was enlightening.
@shinysparklesapphires / 🎀 — floods my inbox with precure stuff and now its next on my watch list. started the laura and azul siblings conspiracy :O !!!!!
@twistedchatterboxed / 🌊 — The jade kisser ever. we have a lot of mutual moots (hehe say that ten times fast) so i'm excited to get to know her better!! :D
@keii01 / 🍡 — she's so sweet i want to put her in my pocket and carry her around everywhere i go!! she draws a lot of cute stuff too (there is no such thing as too many ribbons <3)
@tsun0tar0u / 🐉 — showed me a genshin glitch once and i have never been the same. also i would die for kafka btw. normal about rollo btw. So Normal.
@non-binary-lil-shit / 🍄 — enables my marine bio and mycology rambling!! also i am very concerned for you C:
@queen-shiba / 🦁 — your profile theme is literally so pretty i am eating it right now (IDK I JUST LOVE ORANGE) also the leona blender post made me so confused but also i laughed really hard HELP
@vioisgoinginsane / 💜 — she likes some vampire game i think LMAO but the twst content? YUMMY. a writer once in a blue moon and apparently best known for the BITING ROOK HUNT post. GET IT!!!
@moonlit-midnight / 🌸 — hannah is such a good writer :(( WRITES PLATONIC FICS DID YOU HEAR THAT EVERYONE!!! PLATONIC FICS!!!!!!! they're all so adorable and make me want to curl up under a blanket with a mug of hot chocolate <3
@ryker-writes / 🦚 — asked about to deep sea and LET ME TELL YOU i got so excited about it and im still writing it hehe. ryker writes a lot of familial angst so its that your thing go for it!!
@datboredpencil / 💀♦️ — GORGEUYS ART ABSOLUTELY SCRUMPTIOUS YUMY UMY UM AN ENTIRE BUFFET!!!! theres a lot of idia x cater content too if thats youre thing!!! :D
@twistwonderlanddevotee / 🪷 — we havent talked a lot but im still happy to have you here!! :D
@beeirdos-buzzing-bogaloo / 🐥 — apparently very normal about sebek. the Most normal. we havent talked a lot but hes silly :D
@dove-da-birb / 🪿 — literally so funny. putting you in my pocket right now!! ALSO I LOVE YOUR BRAINROTTING HELP
@loser-jpg / 😬 — YOUR BEWILDERMENT AT MY DASH SPAMMING WAS REALLY FUNNY i hope you get used to it </3
@ashipiko / 🌺 — THE #1 ACE KISSER EVER???? her art is so munchy and yummy i want to eat it :(( HER STYLE IS SO CUTE SRSLY IF YOU HAVENT SEEN HER ART YET PLEASE CHECK IT OUT
@shyhaya / you should pick an emoji!! — wrote the most fantastic delicious delightful heart wrenching thing for azul and tagged ME in it :(((( AAAAAA IM SO SORRY I DIDNT SEE IT SOONER. IF YOU EVER WRITE FOR AZUL AGAIN PLEASE TAG ME I'D LOVE TO SEE IT.
@musicalhistorical / 👹 — omg hi quotev person you've been putting up w my bullshit since forever ITS SO FUNNY TO SEE YOU HERE LMAO
@thehollowwriter / 🎶 — ITS LITERALLY A CRIME I HAVENT FOUND YORU WRITING SOONER??? WHY HAVENT I SEEN IT??? IM GOING TO BINGE YOUR AZUL FICS RIGHT NOW EVERYONE SHUT UP I AM SHAKING YOU AROUND QUINN
♡ AUBURN'S ANONS!!
magical girl anon
seahorse anon
❤️ anon
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livingproofoftbd ¡ 10 months ago
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justcallme_m fic masterlist ⇓
♢ lazy? - rated e, 2.2k words - blow jobs, canon compliant, confessional sex
♢ moon 🌙 -rated t, 1.5k words -flashbacks, referenced moon/sun, domestic fluff
♢ i will always love you -rated g, 2.6k words -time skips, sickfic, literal sleeping together -part 1 of sickfics
♢ i think i could get used to this (infinitely ordinary life) -rated t, 1.2k words -non-sexual intimacy, birthday fluff, dream is whipped
♢ the things that connect us -rated m, 3k words -the chains, possessive gnf, tooth-rotting fluff -part 1 of dnf week!!
♢ home is where the heart is -rated t, 3.7k words -a/b/o dynamics, nesting, hurt/comfort -part 2 of dnf week!!
♢ too much information, dude -rated t, 5.8k words -pov sapnap, canon compliant, friends to lovers -part 3 of dnf week!!
♢ what's mine is yours -rated t, 5.7k words -sharing a bed, sleep as a love language, fluff -part 4 of dnf week!!
♢ covered in the colors of you -rated g, 9.6k words -soulmates, hurt/comfort, scientists as a plot device -part 5 of dnf week!!
♢ it's your show -rated g, 3.2k words -canon divergence, gaming, idiots in love -part 6 of dnf week!!
♢ family, now and forever -rated t, 6k words -cats, future fic, 5+1 things -part 7 of dnf week!!
♢ when the clock hits zero (will you be mine) -rated t, 15.9k words -new years fluff, strangers to lovers, drunk flirting -two chapters
♢ deal-breaker -rated m, unfinished -kidfic, getting together, tags to be added
♢ when you look at me like that (my darling what did you expect) -rated g, 2.2k words -sickfic, dreams & nightmares, comfort no hurt -part 2 of sickfics
♢ support me (love you) -rated t, 1.9k words -cuddling & snuggling, food as a metaphor for love, comfort
♢ sex and candy -rated m, 5.6k words -demiromantic gnf, non-explicit sex, size kink (<- never thought i'd use that tag lmao)
♢ this feeling's all we know (still we hold together) -rated t, 6.4k words -phone calls, falling in love, the inherent romanticism of airports
♢ living on an island made from faith -rated t, 824 words -non traditional abo, cuddling & snuggling, nesting
♢ this love is all we need and we've got so much -rated g, 1.9k words -future fic, slice of life, married life, slow dancing
♢ brandy -rated m, 31.8k words -mpreg, non-explicit sex, friends with benefits, caretaking
♢ sing me a song and let me love you -rated m, 12.4k words -siren!george, childhood friends to lovers, brief violence
♢ dress me up like i'm yours -rated t, 1.2k words -rule 63, sharing clothes, established relationship
♢ touch you until i see red -rated e, 3.7k words -fluff and smut, dom gnf, hand jobs, edging, light bondage
♢ player of games -rated g, 2.4k words, no relationships -manhunt au, creation myth, minecraft end poem
♢ dreaming with eyes wide open -rated t, 13.3k words -non-linear narrative, getting together, friends to lovers
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theredrenard ¡ 9 months ago
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Fic Title Ideas
I spent a good chunk of time sorting through my Spotify for fic title inspiration, and compiled a list of lyrics + their sources/links under the cut.
Fair warning, I did come up with these with a certain ship in mind so they’re specifically tailored to what was going through my mind at the time.
Enjoy, and keep being creative! 💛
Format: Lyric/Title "Song Title" Artist (Spotify link to song)
This list will be periodically updated as I find new lyrics
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Can an angel fall past Hell? (Lived a life meant for someone else)
“Man Eater” Rivals (x)
No way out (You gave me light)
“On Accident” Nico Collins (x)
I swear (I only fell for you on accident)
“On Accident” Nico Collins (x)
Days like these, you wanna get away (Close our eyes, pretend we’re miles away)
“Thelma + Louise” Bastille (x)
They say that love is forever (Your forever is all that I need)
“Scene One - James Dean & Aubrey Hepburn” Sleeping With Sirens (x)
All my life I’ve been on my own (I used the light to guide me home)
“Stockholm Syndrome” One Direction (x)
You know what I’m thinking (See it in your eyes)
“Die for you” The Weeknd (x)
Open your eyes and see (The way our horizons meet)
“All of the stars” Ed Sheeran (x)
How do you fall in love? (Harder than a bullet could hit you)
“River” BRKN LOVE (x)
I know we only just met (So why do I feel invested?)
“Telephone” Waterparks (x)
I can be your best bet (Future favorite regret)
“Telephone” Waterparks (x)
I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day (You got me in a spin but everything is a-okay)
“I Believe in a Thing Called Love” The Darkness (x)
My heart's in overdrive (You're behind the steering wheel)
“I Believe in a Thing Called Love” The Darkness (x)
A piece of you between my teeth (Keep me as a memory)
“Your Name” Artio (x)
So why do I still wake up, two in the morning (Cold sweat, screamin' your name)
“Why do I” Set It Off (x)
Screamin' my lungs out for you, not afraid to face it (I need you more than I want to)
“Shameless” Camila Cabello (x)
So many mornings I woke up confused (In my dreams, I do anything I want to you)
“Shameless” Camila Cabello (x)
There’s no hurry (Don’t you worry)
“Your man” Josh Turner (x)
I think I like you (Maybe more than I should)
“I think I like you” The Band CAMINO (x)
All my nights taste like gold (When I'm with you it's like everything glows)
“Waking up slow” Gabrielle Aplin (x)
I could rearrange (Would you do the same?)
“Waking up slow” Gabrielle Aplin (x)
It's like I never had a doubt (I love you like the sun came out)
“Waking up slow” Gabrielle Aplin (x)
I never thought I needed saving (I was right where I should be)
“What have I done” Dermot Kennedy (x)
Ever since the other night I've been thinking (About the way you smile golden)
“What have I done” Dermot Kennedy (x)
We were running in the dark (We were following our hearts)
“Falling Apart” Michael Schulte (x)
No grave can hold my body down (I’ll crawl home to [him]) *
“Work Song” Hozier (x)
*this lyric was changed from ‘her’ to ‘him’ to suit the ship I had in mind
If the Lord don't forgive me, I'd still have my baby (And my babe would have me)
“Work Song” Hozier (x)
I'm lost without you (A broken clock without you)
“Soft” Babygirl (x)
The world is ugly (But you're beautiful to me)
“The world is ugly” My Chemical Romance (x)
Blood on my shirt (Heart in my hand)
“Teeth” 5 Seconds of Summer (x)
I wish you were here (Won't you fall for me?)
“Fall for Me” Sleep Token (x)
I am yours to the end (Won't you fall for me?)
“Fall for Me” Sleep Token (x)
I don't wanna look at anything else (Now that I saw you)
“Daylight” Taylor Swift (x)
I don't wanna think of anything else (Now that I thought of you)
“Daylight” Taylor Swift (x)
Now that I saw you (I can never look away)
“Daylight” Taylor Swift (x)
I know l'm not the perfect lover (I can tell you love her)
“Lover” Plot Twist ft. Rose & Kennedy (x)
There's a space inside my mind (Where I keep on missing you)
“Missing You” The Vamps (x)
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theircurse ¡ 8 months ago
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━━━━━━ㅤㅤGET TO KNOW THE MUN . 🌙
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ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?
This is embarrassing but when I first watched BSD, the second I saw them in the OP, I was like ' WHO IS THAT CUTE KID ? ' and then it was all over from there. I did not know that this ' cute kid ' would be holding the brain cell for like six years nowㅤ—ㅤor that in those six years, Asagiri would still REFUSE TO GIVE THEM ANY SCREEN TIME OR STORY RELEVANCE PAST SEASON 2.
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?
Nothing really aside from s/mut and r/omance ? I have played adult muses despite my abundance of child muses and shipping was never really something I found appealing. And when I do play adult muses, I tend to like slowburn but probably too slow for the other partner lol
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?
Let Yumeno see things ! Let Yumeno experience life ! But also let them experience THE HORRORS.
ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?
Sometimes they just pop in my head or some sort of media or thing I'm consuming makes me think of the headcanons ! And considering Asagiri didn't give me a lot to work withㅤ—ㅤit's free real estate.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?
Usually I do !
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?
99% of the time, I wing them because I am the most organized A/DHD person in the world /s. Sometimes in the rare instance that a reply is REALLY LONG or there's a lot of stuff happening in the reply, I plan them !
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?
Motions at the answer I typed about this. Not really ! Maybe that's why I stick to minor muses for the most part. Howeverㅤ—ㅤI am all for platonic / familial dynamics.
ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
Stella ! I don't have any profound story about it tbh. I just liked how it sounded.
ᴀɢᴇ?
Old 28.
ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?
May 1st and I have the most FUCKED Astral birth chart ever !
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?
Everyone knows it's blues but I enjoy the rare purple / pink / red every once in a while.
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?
I have this disease called I hyperfixate on the same songs for long periods of time until they lose all meaning. I ALSO have a disease called I'm very specific about what I like to the point that I DON'T know what I like. But some of my favorite artists are Bring Me The Horizon, Emilie Autumn, FAKE TYPE, In This Moment, POPPY, etc. Butㅤ—ㅤI've mainly been listening to P/okemon OSTS lately lol
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?
I honestly cannot remember !
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?
Some weird Kdrama my Dad and I still haven't finished.
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?
Giant stellar turtle !
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?
Basically any form of junk food like cookies and cake and also Chinese egg tarts. In terms of real food, pasta, shrimp rice noodle rolls, adobo, lumpia, sinigang, etc.
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?
The cold dead winter because I don't have to worry about cutting the grass or bugs ! We SOMEHOW always get wasp infestations in our house every spring / summer and it's super annoying.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?
Yes ! There's @jardinae who's so creative and talented and her OC world is absolutely magical ! Then there's @embxllmer who I've been friends with since before BSD which is crazy because you all know I've been in BSD for YEARS. Then there's @diverse-hearts and @smol-sirens-garden who've seen me at my best and my worse and tolerate me screaming about infinitely spawning fish in H/SR ! @idleautumn is like a big sister to me as well ! There are definitely more I'm missing as well but every mutual is friend-shaped !
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🌙 starring. Johnny Suh x afab!Reader
🔮 preview. “That’s the funny thing about trust, isn’t it, Pirate King?” you ask, stepping closer to him. You look up into Johnny’s eyes, and he’s blown away by your natural beauty. “You’ll only find out if the trust is solid, when you’re in a moment of need.” A moment of need… watching your lips right now, Johnny’s in a deep moment of need. 
tw/cw. Unprotected sex, wing kink, multiple reader orgasms, multiple sex positions, dirty talk, praise, worship, pussy eating, slight roughness, size kink, Johnny has a massive cock, inklings of captain kink, etc… I pet names: (hers) Princess. 
👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 9.6k
🍭 aus. Pirate au, siren au, Captain!Johnny etc…
☀️ mlist + an.  so I did a Pirates of the Caribbean marathon last month, and I'm a huge One Piece fan, and I wanted to tackle a pirate au :) I'm super pleased with how it turned out, and I hope you guys can appreciate this fantasy au too!
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Prologue: 
When Johnny had first become a pirate, he’d been taken under the wing of the most extraordinary man he’d ever known. The Pirate King had seen something in Johnny, who at that time was just a young man of thirteen. This King set out to teach Johnny everything he knew- and despite the fact that he was being groomed for the pirate crown, something in the back of Johnny’s mind felt as if the old King would ever die.
The two of them sailed for sixteen years, and Johnny watched his brave Captain and King cheat death more times than either of them could count or keep record of in their log book. 
It feels unreal for Johnny now, as he sits next to his Captain’s bed, watching the most fearsome man he knows dwindle before his very eyes.
One good slice had been all it took to do him in, a slice, and a gruesome infection that followed, taKing a toll on the old pirate’s heart in a way Johnny could never have imagined possible.
“Before I die, there’s more I must tell you,” the Pirate King insists, reaching for Johnny’s wrist, which he holds in an iron grip despite his weakened state.
Johnny doesn’t have the heart to argue, he’ll hear his adopted father’s dying remarks if it’s the last thing he ever does.
“Confidence is key, my boy,” the Pirate King insists, a shiver running through him. There’s a sheen of sweat across his prominent brow, a sign of the fever that’s been killing him for days. He takes in a ragged breath before continuing. “The secret of the sirens is that they only prey-” he coughs, “only prey on pirates and sailors who have sins and baggage. This is a secret you too must pass down to your successor one day.”
Johnny’s not sure what to think as he grabs a cup of water to hold out to the old man, helping him drink. Sure, Johnny’s heard of sirens and mermaids, but he’s never actually seen any with his own two eyes. These must just be tall tales that his Captain’s exhausted mind is clenching at in the end- looking for something mythical to soothe him before he makes the leap into the great beyond. 
“Regrets can’t have a place in your life, John,” the Pirate King continues, pushing the cup of water away and sending it clanging to the wooden floor of the ship. “You can’t be King if you feel regret, tell me you understand.”
“I understand,” Johnny assures his Captain, reaching for the cup. There’s no use wiping the water up, afterall, the wooden decks of the ship are worn and speckled with the signs of years of use. It’s a ship that has been thoroughly loved, and Johnny is already considering the option of getting one of his own to note the start of his pirate reign.
“You don’t understand,” the Pirate King sighs, relaxing back against his pillows, “but that’s alright. You’ll understand soon enough.” He takes a haggard breath, and Johnny watches his old weathered hands clutch at his bedding. “There’s a rite of passage every new Pirate King must take. You’ll sail to the Forbidden Island Chain, the Selkie Islands, where you’ll find the sirens and mermaids from the old tales. You’ll have to prove yourself once you’re there, prove your lack of regrets. Only the one true Pirate King, who is confident in all of his doings, can withstand their deadly songs.”
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One: 
When the old Pirate King had first told Johnny of his task, he hadn’t quite believed it. However, after his passing, Doyoung, the scribe/navigator/book keeper had approached Johnny to tell him this was very much a real rite of passage, and that he’d been gifted with explicit coordinates as well as reading materials to use to complete the journey.
Johnny had been an avid reader growing up, and while he’d read the stories of mermaids and sirens with extreme interest as a lad, he’d thought of the contents as more fiction than fact. It’s interesting now, to be a man of twenty-nine, rereading the books of his youth with a newfound view of reality.
The islands they’re headed to are a no man’s land. For as long as recorded pirate lore can remember, the Selkie islands have been home to mermaids and sirens. While many don’t believe in these mythical beasts, pirates can be a superstitious lot, and any who have risked the voyage, haven’t returned to tell their story. It’s as they always say, dead men tell no tales. 
Sure, sirens and mermaids have supposedly ventured away from the islands, looking for men and sailors to drown, but the reports of that have been few and far inbetween in these past years, especially since the British Royal Navy has made a larger foothold as far as pirateering is concerned.
In the last leg of their trip, Johnny calls his men to the deck of The Neo. “This is our maiden voyage,” Johnny calls above the familiar sound of the sea. “We’re a new crew, and I don’t expect to have full loyalty yet, despite my standing as the future Pirate King. Some of you must be wondering about our destination. I’m sure you’ve all heard the tales of mermaids and sirens- and for the safety of everyone, I want to make sure we go into this with a full arsenal, which means, we all must know our enemy.”
Johnny turns his attention to Doyoung, who steps forward carrying a few of Johnny’s top reading materials.
“There’s a difference between sirens and mermaids,” Johnny starts, picking the first book up, “they’re not the same thing, although, that’s been lost as common knowledge in the past years. Mermaids are the easy ones, half fish, half woman, and as alluring as anything we’ve ever seen. They will draw you to the water, whether that be the edge of the boat, or the edge of land, and when you’re close enough, they grab you and drown you.”
“Do they eat us or fuck us?” one person calls, and Johnny looks up to see Lee Donghyuck blinking up at him. “I just mean, I’ve heard both,” the youngest pirate says, defending himself as a chorus of agreed murmurs erupts through Johnny’s new crew. 
“That’s a good question,” Johnny admits. “One that is undetermined, as no survivors have ever come back from being dragged under the sea, and all other opinions are just conjecture.”
“Pff, conjecture,” someone scoffs. 
Johnny knows he’s a lot more well read than anyone on his crew. He spent many many voyages as a young man in the old Pirate King’s library. The Pirate King had always been grooming him for the top position, and there’s a certain amount of smarts that have to be shown in order to excel at the role. Johnny is no ordinary pirate, which is what sets him apart from all others.
“Sirens, on the other hand,” Johnny continues, “are said to have been ladies in waiting to Persephone, from the Greek myths. When she was snatched away by Hades, her mother, Demeter, gave her ladies in waiting wings to search for her. Sirens are angelic creatures, in beauty, and in voice. They lure not with good looks alone, but with songs that bewitch. If they can, they’ll steal your soul right from your own mouth.”
Johnny knows now that a siren’s power has to do with the regrets you hold, which is why he’s spend the past two months forgiving himself for any and all misdemeanors. 
“In the ancient Greek texts, they tell of beeswax used in The Odyssey, shoved into ears to make you unable to hear the siren’s song, that’s what we’ll do now as we approach the final day of our journey.”
“What?” someone bellows.
“Doyoung will hand out the beeswax, and you will all hopefully be immune to death unless you decide to wander to the ship’s edge and give yourself to the sirens and mermaids.”
“What about you, Captain?” Mark Lee speaks up. God, he’s too soft to be a pirate at times, but Johnny had hand picked him for a reason. He’s more thoughtful than most- in fact, the whole crew was chosen for a variety of reasons, and Johnny wouldn’t sail with anyone else.
“Part of my trial is to face the siren’s song unprotected, to prove that I’m the one true Pirate King,” Johnny explains. 
Doyoung has begun to hand out the beeswax, and one look at his unamused face tells Johnny that his faithful scribe doesn’t believe in this whole little farce. It’s more than likely that due to a lack of belief, numerous men will fall under the spell of a mermaid of siren, and that’s something Johnny had accepted before they set sail.
No, Johnny loves his crew already, but he’d be lying if he said they were anything other than exactly what they are: pirates. 
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Two: 
There’s a flurry of commotion among the palace halls today, whispers of the death of the old Pirate King, and the rise of a new one. 
This isn’t something that happens frequently, and you’re at an age where the arrival of a new Pirate King can impact you directly.
You’re a Siren Princess, and out of all of your sisters, you’re your fathers favourite. As you walk to the great hall, you’re aware that the likelihood is you’ll be chosen to sing a song to the new Pirate King, as your mother had before you. 
The new ship is approaching with speed, and soon, you’re being whisked off by your ladies in waiting to get dressed the part. A silky white dress is strewn upon your form, hugging all the right curves, and accentuating all that your womanly body has to offer. The siren’s song is more than sung lyrics, it’s an entire performance, and the jewels that are set to adorn your form are part of it.
“He’s here!” one of your sisters declares as she barges into your room, a mischievous look on her face.
Everyone erupts into a fit of enthusiasm, and you’re ushered outside, where you join your father in the palace’s temple courtyard that looks down to the cove.
It’s true, there’s a large pirate ship just entering the bay, bearing the skull and crossbones symbol of pirates on it’s proudly waving flag.
Your wings waver at the notion of flight, and you lick your lips in preparation, feeling a flurry of excitement beginning to build within your breast. 
“Be good, my sweet,” your father encourages you. “Test the man.”
“I will,” you promise, allowing him to squeeze your hand as one last sign of affection before you take flight. 
This first contact with the new Pirate King is a solitary mission, and you feel naked as your large, strong wings carry you from the mountain top and toward the pirate vessel in the bay. 
As you approach, your eagle eyes narrow in on a man waiting by the bow of the ship. He’s leaning on the rail, a grin on his face as he watches you draw near. He’s handsome, something you can’t deny as you hover just a few meters away.
He doesn’t look like a typical pirate. There’s no beard or missing eye. No, he has chiseled features, and a mischievous smile that almost threatens to take your breath away. His white tunic is open, and you sneak a glance at chiseled abs and skin that’s beautifully worn and tanned from years spent in the elements.
Despite his good looks, you have a job to do, and the man is patient as you begin your song. 
You’ve been preparing for this for years, and The Sister’s Song you’ve practiced is one of loss and grief, however, there’s a haunting beauty to it too, one that even your own people find hard to resist.
You sing your heart out, watching the new Pirate King carefully.
He smiles at your song, however, he doesn’t flinch a muscle. When your words die off, he lifts his hands to clap, and with that, you know that he’s fit to be the next pirate ruler. He’s a man with no regrets, a man who lives by the beat of his own drum, and he’s earned your respect. 
“That was a lovely song,” the man calls out to you.
“And what is your name, new would-be King?” you retort.
“I’m Captain John, but you can call me Johnny,” he grins. “And you?”
“I’m the Siren Princess, y/n.”
Johnny nods. “I know the past Pirate Kings have come for a song and left, however, I was hoping for more than a blessing today.”
“That’s presumptuous of you,” you note, feeling a smile work its way onto your face.
“Being presumptuous is part of being a King, I suppose,” Johnny muses. “I was hoping for a banquet. We’ve brought food and booze.”
“A banquet,” you repeat. Never before has a Pirate King dared come to your shores- this man is something different, and it intrigues you in a way you’ll never be able to express. “I accept. You can follow me to the water’s edge palace.”
“I do have one condition though.”
“And what is it that the new Pirate King suggests?” you enquire.
“Only that my men will be keeping their earplugs in. Many a pirate banquet have ended with blood in the water, but tonight, I’m hoping to be more civilized.”
“A civilized pirate,” you laugh. “That’s new.”
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Three: 
Johnny knows that he’s bringing his men deep into danger, but this is something that he feels will be an important stepping stone. While past Pirate Kings have had an understanding with the mermaids and sirens, none had fed the flames to keep the fire going. No, in contrast to his past predecessors, Johnny thinks it’s important to have a better connection with sirens and mermaids, perhaps even diplomatic relations. 
Sure, it also helps that you’re absolutely stunning, and Johnny would be lying if he said he didn’t want to spend more time with you- but his plans for a banquet had been set in stone before he’d laid his eyes on you, so Johnny has no regrets there.
As Johnny is taken to shore and shown into the waterside palace, the new King notes the way siren’s have different wings. 
While yours are white an angelic, others have more fairy like protrusions, and Johnny would bet his life that your wings are a sign of royal blood. They’re certainly the most durable, the largest, and the strongest, that he’s able to see, and when any others appear with similar wings, you’re quick to introduce them as family.
“I’m interested to meet your father. You said you’re a Siren Princess, so your father must be King,” Johnny notes as he follows you through the palace. It’s old marble, and while parts of it are eroding, Johnny can’t help but marvel at the way the structure straddles the lines of nature. There are all sorts of growing greens, as well as harmony between both earth and water elements- with streams interweaving below white marbled bridges. 
In these waterways, are mermaids, who look up at him with curiosity, their hair always falling just so- protecting their modesty, if creatures such as they even possess such a thing.
“He’ll come down from the mountain palace,” you tell Johnny. “You have to understand, no Pirate King has ever dared set foot here. This is not something we are accustomed to.”
“I can see that,” Johnny nods, turning to find Donghyuck leaning over the edge of the bridge, eyes locked with a particularly gorgeous mermaid, who’s creeping closer and closer from the stream below-
Johnny grabs the younger pirate by the scruff of the neck, tearing him away from a beautifully savage fate. He pushes Donghyuck towards Yuta, and the mermaids giggle. “Keep an eye on him,” Johnny warns the feral looking pirate. “And keep an eye on yourself while you’re at it.”
You smile at the interaction, and Johnny sighs. 
“You think this is funny, do you?”
“Just a show that we don’t need to be heard to be alluring, mermaids never rely on their voices, so your beeswax will do little to ward them off.”
“I guess I thought my men had more control,” Johnny admits, falling into step with you and casting a glance at the crew that follows, “although, I guess at the end of the day, they’re just pirates.”
“And you’re not?” you counter.
“I’m a pirate, it’s true,” Johnny confesses. “But I think we both know, no Pirate King is ever just a pirate.” 
“I will agree with you on that,” you nod. Although you’ve not met many pirates in your life, it’s clear that this one has a better head on his shoulders than most- in more than just the looks department. “The great hall is this way,” you continue, showing him through an archway that brings you to the outdoor meeting place.
It’s a true wonder of water and earth, a courtyard exposed to the night sky above. The moonlight illuminates the space, and littered throughout are pools with glassy water, mermaids perched like poised, picturesque, marble statues along their edges. Eyes that shine in the nightly gleam watch as you draw the Pirate King’s crew deeper into the lion’s den, beautiful predators, assessing every movement.
You hope this new Pirate King knows what he’s doing.
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Four: 
By all accounts, the feast is going well. Roaring fires are cooking multiple boar that Johnny had brought specifically for this trip, as well as fish and other provisions they’d packed. The sirens and mermaids had provided more of the perishable items, and even though there are wooden bowls of salad littered here and there, it’s clear that everyone has a preference for the meat.
The mermaids in particular are quite savage with the way they eat, grabbing leg straight by the bone and tearing in with teeth that hadn’t looked as sharp before as they do now.
Johnny is on alert, despite his attempts to exude a calm and happy countenance. 
He feels as if he’s in a den of angelic looking demons, and he’s already caught numerous crewmates wandering just a little too close to the water’s edge. Hyuck in particular has been reared back by the scruff of his neck a grand total of five times, and Johnny’s beginning to think the young man simply has a death wish… that, or his brain resides in his cock.
From the way the mermaids giggle with each close call, it’s clear to Johnny that they’re testing him as the new Pirate King. They’re testing his trust in them, his wits, and Johnny’s not quite sure what to make of it.
“Pirate King,” your voice distracts Johnny from his internal musings, and he turns to you. “Come with me,” you bid him, standing and reaching out a hand. “I have something to give you.”
Your words draw not only Johnny’s attention, but the attention of those around him, and Yuta lets out a loud wolf whistle. It’s no shock that his crew would have filthy thoughts about why you’re whisking him away, but Johnny gets the suspicion that this interaction isn’t just about getting in his pants.
You’re a Princess after all, and so far, you’ve been nothing short of a gracious host. It’s clear that the two of you share alliance goals, and Johnny had watched you take your father to the side and passionately argue the importance of a connection between pirates and sirens.
“Watch Hyuck,” Johnny warns Jaehyun as he stands, allowing you to gently guide him by the hand away from the festivities.
Mermaids watch curiously as you lead Johnny over a number of small bridges, moving farther and farther from the main courtyard until you’re back at the edge of the sea. Johnny can hardly hear the sound of loud pirate laughter anymore, and he realizes how serene this new location is as he studies your winged form in the moonlight.
“I have two gifts for you,” you tell him, reaching into your dress. Johnny hadn’t realized the fine white material had included pockets, but then again, most of the night he’s been staring at your pretty face and your angelic wings. You pull out a conch shell, handing it to Johnny. “This one is to call for mermaids, and this one,” you place a halloweed reed style whistle next to the shell, “is to call on sirens. They’re in case you need help in battle, a way to contact us, to solidify an alliance of sorts, although- I warn you not to use the shell if you have any men in the water, mermaids are not the most discerning of saviours.”
Johnny looks down at the two items. At first, he doesn’t know what to say, and his voice cracks when he finally finds the words. “Thank you.” He swallows thickly. “I appreciate these, uh… tokens.”
You let out a giggle. “No need to be so formal, Pirate King.”
“Says the woman who just used the word discerning.”
“I’m more educated than you, pirate,” you grin.
“Wouldn’t be so sure about that, Princess.”
“Touche.”
Johnny enjoys this back and forth, it feels natural, and without the eyes of countless others on the two of you right now, the Pirate King feels comfortable to just be himself. “I guess, as much as I appreciate these gifts, I’m still wondering if I can trust you, if you’ll come when I call.”
“That’s the funny thing about trust, isn’t it, Pirate King?” you ask, stepping closer to him. You look up into Johnny’s eyes, and he’s blown away by your natural beauty. “You’ll only find out if the trust is solid, when you’re in a moment of need.”
A moment of need… watching your lips right now, Johnny’s in a deep moment of need. 
From the way your own gaze dips down, Johnny’s sure you reciprocate the attraction, and with one final ‘fuck it’ that he sends to the wind, Johnny cups the back of your neck with his large palm. He draws your mouth to his, kissing you gently on the edge of the sea as the moonlight bathes you both in light. The winds carry the smell of salt, a constant reminder of Johnny’s true commitments.
He’s a man with no regrets, a Pirate King, and nothing could ever make Johnny regret this shared kiss, this shared confirmation of a newly blossomed union between pirates, mermaids and sirens. 
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Five: 
It’s been a full year since the Pirate King arrived at the Selkie Islands, a full year without hearing a whistle or the blow of a conch, and in that time, you’ve begun to worry about him.
Sure, he’d been strong, and tall, and handsome- but in your opinion, he’d lacked the savagery that had been so clearly evident in those who had come before him, not to mention excessive facial hair, bad teeth and body odor.
You’ve done your best to distract yourself with your studies, as education is important for a Princess such as yourself, and you’re in your library one afternoon when your ears pick up that distant call.
The reed you’d given the Pirate King is a magic reed, and it’s fine tuned to your ears. You’re able to hear it from a vast distance, and with your natural bird like homing abilities, there’s no way you’d miss Johnny’s location.
It’s been a year, but finally, you’re being summoned.
You’re quick to rally a small force of sirens to go with you, your Princess’ guard, which consists of your best female fighters with the strongest wings for flight. Despite your father being the King of the sirens, that’s only in the stead of your mother, who had died of an illness many moons ago. The sirens, as well as the mermaids, are naturally maternalistic societies, and when you need something done right, you send a band of females. 
The journey is a long one, but with your wings, you’re able to cover vast distances. You make it to Johnny’s pirate ship and the cove it’s anchored in just as the evening sun is setting. The Neo is still alive and well, and there are hardly any new marks on it, something that reassures you as you and your small band of sirens touch down on the deck.
Pirates watch you, and your eyes find Johnny as he steps down the stairs from the helm to greet you.
“Wasn’t sure you’d come,” he admits, stopping just at the bottom step to assess you with a half grin on his face, his Captain’s hat tilted just so.
“Travel takes time, as I’m sure you know,” you retort. “What’s the emergency?”
“I’d like to speak to you, privately.” 
With a nod to your companions, you follow Johnny into the Captain’s quarters, curious as to what this call is about if not an attack.
“On the island, we hold pirate council,” Johnny explains. “Seeing as you’re my new ally, I’d like for you to speak, as a Princess, as the head of the sirens- and I’d like you to have a say for the mermaids as well, although, I can call upon the mermaids too if you’d rather they have their own representative.”
“Pirate council?” you ask in shock. “I wasn’t aware pirates were so democratic.”
“I am King of something, Princess,” Johnny grins. 
“I suppose that’s true,” you smile back at him slyly. “I can speak for the sirens, and the mermaids, at this council at least. When I return to the Selkie Islands, I can discuss a mermaid representative for further collaborative efforts.”
Johnny nods. “Works for me.”
“So when is this council, exactly?”
“We were waiting for you.”
Within minutes, you’re following Johnny into the largest beached pirate ship vessel you’ve ever seen. Despite it’s outside appearance, the inside is remarkably well kept- and you suppose it’s worn down exterior acts as a camouflage of sorts for the importance of what takes place inside this aged wooden skeleton of the sea.
You feel very important as you walk with Johnny, and he pays you the respect of holding you at his arm, making you equals as you enter the large council chamber.
Whispers erupt at the sight of you, and you suppose many of the pirates present have never seen a siren in the flesh. 
“I told them I’d be bringing you,” Johnny whispers in your ear as he takes you to the head of the table, pulling out the seat at his right hand for you to sit in. As you get settled, he leans close, his lips just brushing your ear. “You could ensnare the souls of every person in this room if you so much as breathed a note of your siren song, don’t be scared, and speak from your heart.”
You’d always thought of yourself as a confident Princess, but walking into this pirate’s den had shaken your foundations. Hearing Johnny’s praise of you, the facts that he’s pointed out- it helps you calm down, your shoulders falling, body relaxing. 
“Today, this pirate council has been drawn, because we need to discuss the increasing threat in our waters,” Johnny’s clear Kingly voice rings out through the room. “The British Royal Navy. they’ve been imposing their laws, sinking ships, taking prisoners, and killing every man, woman, or child who has ever had anything to do with the likes of us.”
This is all news to you. You’ve heard whispers of a new type of sailor in these seas, of more regimented water crafts- but your kind generally sticks to your own islands these days, you’d had no clue that this ‘British Royal Navy’ had become such an imposing force.
You listen as Johnny continues his speech, and then he opens up the floor for other pirates to speak.
It’s a heated debate, a debate of which you’re not necessarily inclined to be a part of. There’s talk of attacking ports, jail breaking prisoners-
It’s clear to you that although they view themselves as somewhat democratic for throwing a council such as this, that many of the pirates who are here to represent their crew and fleat, are very much in it only for themselves.
It’s also evident that Johnny takes his role as Pirate King extremely seriously, and you find yourself most and more enraptured as you watch him take control and keep things peaceful. Not only does he understand what others are saying, but often, he’s able to reword concerns so that others can understand as well. He’s like a Pirate King translator, and it’s a very attractive quality. 
There’s a bit of infighting between two rough looking bearded men, and when Johnny breaks it up, he sighs, turning to you. “Do you have any opinions, Princess?”
“I’d like to spend the night thinking on it. I’ve taken in a lot of information, and I’m tired from my travel.”
“That’s a good point,” Johnny nods. “I think we should all take the night to think things though and consider other perspectives, we can reconvene in the morning.” 
The Pirate King stands up, not giving any time for protest, and as you rise to join him, you take a survey of the room. You can see the respect that the others have for him, and everyone stays in their seat as Johnny takes your arm and leads you back outside.
The two of you are quiet as you return to his ship. It’s clear there’s a lot on both of your minds, and you kind of enjoy the peaceful quiet that blossoms with the strong man at your side.
“Well,” Johnny says finally, “I’ll give you and your companions my cabin, and I’ll find somewhere to sleep below deck.”
“It’s alright,” you tell him. “I’m going to send my companions home, it’s clear they’re not needed here tonight, and after our council meeting tomorrow, I’ll return to the Selkie Islands as well.”
“Almost sounds like you trust me to be on my best behaviour, Princess,” Johnny grins.
“As you said before, one note of song from my lips and your entire crew could be under my spell. I have nothing to fear.”
“Not even from me?” he toys.
“Not even from the Pirate King himself.”
“Well,” Johnny licks his lips, taking in your form, “I’ll let you say your goodbyes, and then you can meet me in my quarters.”
“Aye, aye, Captain.”
“That’s King to you, Princess.”
You can only scoff, turning and leaving the Captain to join your ladies on the deck of the ship. You fill them in on the council meeting, and although two of them are reluctant to leave your side, you reassure them that you’ll be okay. This new strengthening of the alliance with the pirates is founded on trust, and if anything happens, the sirens alone could take out the entire pirate fleet sans Captain John himself, who’s impervious to your songs.
Soon, you’re the lone winged creature on the deck of the ship, and you can feel eyes on you as you make your way to Johnny’s Captain’s quarters. 
You’d been in here earlier when Johnny had taken you aside for a private chat, but you hadn’t taken the time to fully appreciate his home.
While there are wooden accents everywhere, it’s a very lavish quarters. There are lots of red velvet- royal colours that draw your eyes. It’s a masculine space, but the full walled library betrays the erudite mind of the new Pirate King. A large table is littered with maps, and it’s clear that’s where Johnny does most of his work, however, tucked into a wall pocket by his books, is a massive bed, with the same scarlety fabric drapes to make the sleeping section more private and cozy.
Johnny’s standing by the windows that look out the back of the ship, and while the candle flames lick light at the walls, it’s the reflection of the moon that truly illuminates the space.
“And so all the pretty birds fly home for the night,” he says, watching your companions disappear into the inky sky.
“All but one,” you muse, locking the door behind you.
“And the prettiest one at that.” Johnny turns to you. “Are you sure you don’t want me to find somewhere else to sleep tonight?”
“I’ve been thinking about our last meeting for a year, Captain, I think it would be a disservice to both of us to not indulge further, after all, we’ve been good and patient, haven’t we?”
“Too patient, even for a Pirate King,” Johnny groans, moving closer.
“Even for a Princess,” you agree, wetting your lips as you stay still, allowing Johnny to be the one to close the gap.
Like that night by the water’s edge, Johnny doesn’t ask permission, you can tell that he reads your need for him as easily as he had a year ago. His large hand cups your cheek, drawing your lips to his own, and it’s such a familiar feeling-
Something about him just feels right. It feels natural. As if you’ve done this a hundred times before, even though this is only really your second kiss with the young Pirate King.
Regardless, you allow yourself to get lost in him. Your hands begin to explore him as if by muscle memory, and you push at his long dark jacket, exposing the white unbuttoned tunic below. Fucking pirates and their fashion sense- he’s too much of a slut in this fucking shirt, it’s making you feral.
“Someone is eager,” Johnny muses, breaking the kiss to look down at you with a grin.
“Someone is dressed like a whore,” you retort, flicking his hat off his head with one sharp movement.
The Pirate King lets out a whistle. “Wow, Princess, didn’t expect to hear words like that coming out of such a pretty little mouth.”
“Maybe being around you has some of your piracy rubbing off on me,” you suggest, hooking your finger in his gun holster belt to tug him closer.
“Princess, if I’d rubbed one off on you, you’d know it.”
You can only scoff, and Johnny’s smile widens. He tugs you closer, looking down at you with dark eyes that have suddenly turned serious.
“I’ve got a question for you, Princess.”
“Yeah, and what’s that, Captain?”
“I was just thinking…” he looks past you, and your wings twitch under his inspecting gaze, “are they as sensitive as they look?”
You breathe in a harsh gasp, a shiver running through you at the thought.
Johnny grins again. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”
Siren wings are extremely sensitive, especially ones like yours. 
“They’re just… so pretty,” Johnny continues, reaching out. “You’ll let me touch, right?”
“You can touch,” you whisper, watching him while frozen in place. All your bravado and confidence are gone, and although you’re the siren, it feels as if the Pirate King has put you under a spell of his own now.
He’s ever so gentle as he brushes his fingers against your wing, looking down at you to watch for a reaction.
You close your eyes, trying to focus on your breathing, and you can tell from the way Johnny grabs your hip with his other hand, that he enjoys the effect this is having on you. 
He traces down your wing to the base, where your human skin becomes feathers, and he toys that spot with a circular motion. It feels so good- you have to bite your tongue to stifle a moan. 
“It’s okay, Princess, let it out, I wanna hear you,” Johnny encourages.
“You might, but what about your crew?” you ask, looking at the door just a few meters away. If you moan- even if it’s a moan and not a purposeful siren song - it could still bewitch anyone close enough to hear it, and you’d hate to lose composure, damaging your alliance, because you’re too horny to keep it in your pants and in your mouth.
“That’s a good point,” Johnny concedes. In one motion, he’s lifting you up, prompting you to wrap your legs around his hips as he carries you toward the bed nook. He gently puts you down, carefully of just flopping you onto the mattress and damaging a wing, then, he draws the curtains closed, clearly hoping to muffle any sounds that come out of you. “Now… where were we?”
“I think you were about to get me naked and eat me the way you ate that fucking wild boar last year.”
“I was trying to be somewhat clean that night, you know,” Johnny laughs.
“I don’t mind messy, in fact, part of me might prefer it.”
“Are you sure you’re a Princess?” Johnny asks, kissing up your calf as you adjust against the pillows, making sure your wings are in an alright position for him to eat you out.
“I’m as much of a Princess as you are a King,” you point out.
Despite you both having titles, it’s clear there’s more to you than your respective stations in life. Sure, the fact that he’s a Pirate King and you’re a Siren Princess is making this whole interaction possible, but there’s a desire to know him on a deeper level- and it’s one of the reasons you’re reluctant to refer to him as King. You’d rather see him as a Captain, a leader of men in that capacity-
Johnny’s hands push your dress up your thighs, and you let out a small exhale at the feeling of cool cabin air on your exposed skin.
As a siren, you’re somewhat of a wild being. No matter how civilized you might look, with your long flowy dresses, and monarch system- you’re still not fully human, and you hate restrictive clothing, which is why, the dress is the only piece of fabric covering your body. As Johnny pushes the fabric up, he realizes your nudity under the silk, and you watch his pupils dilate with interest.
Johnny licks his lips, looking up at you one last time, as if asking for permission. You nod to him, a smile working its way onto your face as you realize how soft he’s being with you.
He’s the big bad Pirate King, but consent is still a must- God, he’s truly an enigma, and you’d be happy to spend years figuring him out.
Johnny dives into your pussy. Two large hands grab your thighs, spreading you open for the tongue that begins to lap at your core.
“Shit-” you groan. No one’s ever eaten you out like this before. You’re not a virgin per se, but your number of sexual experiences is severely limited. As far as mythical races go, the sirens aren’t the horniest of creatures, but there’s something about this Pirate King that changes everything.
You can feel Johnny grin against your pussy, and it turns you on even more as he sucks your clit into his mouth, flicking at it repeatedly.
Your hands are grabbing at the lush bedding, trying to keep you grounded on a ship that’s gently rocking from the sea. There are so many textures, the velvety fabrics, your silky dress pushed up to your waist. The smells of the wood and sea, the sounds of The Neo and the water lapping at her sides-
You’re overwhelmed in the best possible way as sounds of desperation escape you, spurring on the Pirate King as he works you over with his mouth.
You reach down, threading your fingers through his soft hair. God, some pirates are unhygienic as fuck, but this one seems to know how to take care of himself, and that’s an attractive quality in a man.
Johnny growls against your pussy, sucking your clit even harder, and your toes curl. You can feel an orgasm rising in the pit of your stomach, and Johnny’s steady pace is drawing that release closer and closer-
His grip digs into your thighs and you throw your head back gasping-
Your eyes clench shut as your orgasm washes over you, throbbing through your entire body unlike any high you’ve ever had, even those you’ve given yourself.
You ride out the orgasm, and Johnny continues to worship your core until you’re spent and sweaty. You push him away gently, and he looks up at you. As the Pirate King rises, he licks his lips, and you enjoy the view of him getting every last drop of your taste.
“You taste as angelic as you look, Princess,” Johnny muses.
“And I feel even better,” you say lazily.
“I’ll be the judge of that.” Johnny shrugs off his white tunic, baring his washboard abs and broad chest. He’s got scars, battle wounds most likely, but nothing too gnarly. No, he’s quite beautiful, for a pirate.
Your dress has a low back, the type that you step into so your wings aren’t damaged or put in any awkward positions, so as Johnny strips himself, you tug the silky fabric of your own clothing down your body. 
You love the feeling of the velvety bedding against your exposed skin, and you spread your legs for Johnny, an invite.
He drops his pants to the ground, and his heavy belt acts like as a weight, creating a loud thumping sound against the worn wooden floor. 
Fuck. The Pirate King is packing. You’d noticed his affinity for a pistol over a sword, but you suppose that’s only because he has a sword sized cock inside his breeches. 
Johnny reads your expression, and he lets out a chuckle. “Don’t worry, Princess, I’ll go slow with you.”
“You better. Being fatally impaled by the Pirate King was not in my nightly plan.”
“Just… pleasantly impaled by the Pirate King, right?” Johnny jokes, getting onto the bed with you, his large biceps bulging as he holds his weight overtop of your body.
 God, he’s so handsome, and playful for a Pirate King too. There’s something to unique about this Captain John, and it takes your breath away. The familiarity makes you uncomfortable in some form, so instead of responding, you grab the back of his neck, drawing his lips to yours.
Johnny immediately kisses you, rolling his hips so his cock can drag against your pussy while you wrap your legs tight around him. His mouth is so distracting, but you simply can’t take your mind off of the massive length that’s toying by your clit with each rut of his hips.
How are you even going to fit this man inside of you?
To your surprise, Johnny is true to his word about not rushing anything. He simply makes out with you, rutting gently, working you up until you’re a gasping mess. You can feel your pussy practically crying onto his cock now, can feel how wet you’ve made his length with each pass of it through your pussy lips. 
“Okay, I’m ready,” you tell him, adjusting slightly against his pillows, one wing stretching out to steady yourself a little. 
“You sure about that?” Johnny taunts, bringing his lips to your throat, where he teases past your skin.
You moan desperately, tightening your grip on his hips, urging him to just fuck you-
Johnny’s nose grazes up your neck, and he pulls your ear lobe into his mouth, suckling on it gently.
“Please,” you whimper, all composure lost. 
Johnny pulls away, looking down at you with an expression very much like concern while you grab at his broad shoulders. “Did you just say… please?”
You scoff, rolling your eyes.
The Pirate King grabs your jaw, forcing your eyes to his again. “That actually sounded really cute coming from you, Princess.”
“If you don’t want to fuck me, then don’t fuck me,” you snap, getting irritated in your impatient lust fueled state.
“Does it feel like I don’t want to fuck you?” Johnny counters, rutting his hips so you can feel his massive cock, all enlarged and throbbing- “I just don’t want to hurt you, Princess. Remember, I have to be a man without regrets, and if I hurt you, then I’d have something to regret, and I couldn’t effectively be King of the pirates.”
Your heart melts for him, and it’s the best explanation he could have possibly given. You smash your lips to his, moaning into the kiss as desperation continues to take over your entire body. 
Johnny adjusts his cock, pressing just the tip to your aching hole. He’s as gentle as ever as he slowly pushes it in, waiting patiently as you get used to the stretch.
The Pirate King continues to kiss you, distracting you from the feeling until it becomes pleasurable, then, he pushes deeper into you, repeating the slow build up. He takes his time, and it’s as if he knows your body inside and out, as if he’s reading every little reaction to make it the best possible experience for you.
Johnny is now completely inside of you, and you gasp at how deep it feels. You’re shocked he’s flush to your body, your chests heaving, foreheads pressed together, lips parted, staring into each others eyes.
God, this connection feels unlike anything else you’ve ever experienced. 
It’s as if he’s staring into your soul, which is an uncanny feeling given the fact that siren’ are the soul collectors of the mortal world. You feel so bare for him, so susceptible and weaponless- but there’s no fear with this knowledge. You trust the young Pirate King, you’re not sure why, but you do. It’s this deep knowing- one that you can’t put into words.
“You ready?” Johnny asks, swallowing thickly.
You nod, stroking the hair at the nape of his neck. “I’m ready.”
Johnny leans down, gently pressing his lips to yours as he begins to move his hips, slowly rutting into you, allowing your body to get used to his size with each motion.
You moan desperately against his mouth, kissing him harder, gripping his strong shoulders desperately as his pace builds-
One shift has your wing caught under you uncomfortably, and you break the kiss. “Can I be on top? My wing-”
Before you can even finish your explanation, Johnny is grabbing the small of your back, keeping you tucked to his chest, and rolling you so you’re now in the dominant position. He looks up at you, and you stretch your wings out. Your hands fall flat on his chest, your head thrown back as you enjoy the feeling of freedom now that you’re on top.
“God, you’re so pretty,” Johnny breathes.
“You and your wing kink, mister Pirate King,” you laugh, looking down at him.
“There are worse kinks to have,” he suggests, stroking your hip.
You don’t bother to agree with him, you simply start to move, rubbing back and forth a little, getting used to how deep his cock is inside your core now that you’re in the power position.
“The way you’re taking me is fucking heaven,” Johnny groans, pressing his thumb to your clit to rub gentle circles that set your skin on fire.
“Maybe we were made for each other,” you offer breathlessly, intending it to be a lighthearted joke of sorts, but the growl Johnny releases at your words tells you he takes them seriously.
“Maybe we were,” Johnny agrees, rubbing your clit even harder. His other hand finds your hip, and he begins to half bounce you up and down on his cock, leveraging the bed so he can make his own shallow thrusts, coming up to meet you with each motion.
The thought of the two of you being weird, two sides of the same coin soulmates has your stomach twisting into knots, or maybe that’s just the massive cock rearranging your guts, you’re not quite sure. 
God, he looks so pretty like this too- a thin layer of sweat on his broad chest, his pouty bottom lip caught between his sexy teeth, brow furrowed in concentration. The scars on his tanned skin truly don’t bug you, in fact, the intricate lines are almost a type of art all of their own. You could spend hours tracing them- 
Your toes curl as Johnny’s thumb works your clit, combining with his cock in your tight hole, working you closer and closer to the edge again.
“Come on, Princess,” Johnny groans, “almost there, and then I can flip you over and fuck you stupid.” 
You’re pretty sure he’s already fucking you stupid, and you’re not quite sure why he’s encouraging you when he’s doing practically all the work- so you close your eyes, focusing on the feeling that’s building- getting to the edge in record speed is the one thing you can control right now.
Each breath feels almost like a type of meditation now, your body thrumming with an eclectic energy that you know is almost ready to explode-
“That’s it, cum on my cock.”
His words are the trigger that has you short circuiting, your body jolting as your orgasm slams into you. You cry out, eyes clenching shut as your pussy clamps down on his cock, your clit pulsing deliciously.
Johnny doesn’t let up, he continues to gently rub the sensitive nub, fucking up into you to prolong your high-
Soon, you can’t take it anymore, and you collapse down against his chest, breathing deeply.
Johnny cradles you for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head. “You’re gonna let me cum too, right, Princess?” he asks.
“Yeah, cum in me-” you whisper, too delirious to even think straight.
Johnny helps you off of him, adjusting you onto your stomach. He gets behind you, grabbing your hips and pulling you up into doggy position. “This view is amazing,” he tells you, gently stroking one of your wings and making a shock of pleasure run through your body. “If it’s too much, just tell me to stop.” 
You can only nod, bracing yourself as he lines his cock up with your soaked hole, pushing into you as easy as ever.
His hands find your hips, and he begins to rail into you. Gone is the gentleness from before, but you don’t mind it. No, there’s an enjoyment in this raw, animalistic savagery- or maybe you should classify it as pirate-like in nature. Regardless of specification, it feels fucking good, and each smack of Johnny’s hips against your ass has you clawing at his bedding.
Then, one of Johnny’s hands is smoothing up your back, and you let out a strangled squeal when he grips the base of your wing, using it as a type of leverage as he fucks you.
There are no words to truly describe the feeling of having your wings being touched, and there are even fewer metaphors to encapsulate the ecstasy that comes from having Johnny utilize your wings to fuck you absolutely stupid. All you can do is take what he gives you, muffling your sounds with his pillow as he draws you closer and closer to the edge yet again, as if it’s the easiest thing in the world.
“These are sensitive, huh, Princess?” Johnny asks, stroking his pointer finger up the section of wing in his grasp. “Almost feels like you’re gonna cum again.”
“Fuck, I am- I will, just- don’t stop!” you beg.
“If that’s what my Princess commands.” In fact, Johnny fucks you even harder, fingers digging into your hip with each rough motion.
He draws circles on the base of your wing with his thumb, and your body begins to twitch-
“I want us to cum together,” Johnny breathes heavily. “You’ll cum with me, right?”
“Yes, yes-”
“Almost there,” the Pirate King warns you.
Your own high is balancing on the edge of the knife, and as Johnny releases a raw grunt of satisfaction, the sound sends you toppling into the pleasure abyss.
You can feel him filling you up with cum as your pussy milks him for every single drop that the Pirate King is worth. All you can do is lay there, face buried in the pillows while wave upon wave of ecstasy washes over you like an all consuming, destructive, sea tempest.
Despite how powerful and intense it is, there’s never been anything as good as this before either.
Soon, Johnny’s slowing down, breathing heavily against your back. Your wings twitch at the feeling of his exhales, and he releases the base of your appendage, stroking his fingers down your spine gently.
“Give me a second, then I’ll get you cleaned up.”
You can only whimper, in a daze from three hard orgasms.
Johnny is true to his word, slipping out of you a minute later and returning with a cloth. He cleans you up, and then, he wraps you in his arms, drawing you under the blankets so you can cuddle even closer.
The two of you fall asleep like this, a Siren Princess, and a Pirate King, two beings without an ounce of regret.
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Six: 
Johnny’s happy with how things are going with council. He’d thought long and hard about not incurring an all out war with the navy, while also not leaving a single pirate behind. Prison breaks with the purpose of salvation over bloodshed, that had been his primary goal, and while many of his fellow pirates had seemed a little less than enthusiastic about the idea, he’d gotten them to agree.
He can’t govern them at all times, it was clear to him that sooner or later, pirates would begin their own brand of revolutionary vigilantism, but without any specific boundaries prohibiting the excessive use of force and weapons, things would turn into an all out war faster than Johnny would have ever been able to manage.
No, the agreement to tone down the violence is a good one, and as all the pirates begrudgingly agree, Johnny turns his attention to you. “What do you think, Princess?”
You release a sigh, one large wing twitching behind you.  “Unfortunately, unlike the rest of you, who are a fact of the seas, my kind isn’t as well known, especially not to this new British Royal Navy. To be part of this encroaching threat would only put my people in danger. I can’t actively condone or participate a war, even on a small scale like this. I think as pirates you should do what you’d like, but my people will keep to our Islands and hopefully remain unnoticed by the Navy.”
Johnny nods. “I understand your concerns,” and with that, he leaves you be. He’d wanted you to be part of this council, but he’d known there would be times where the topic at hand wasn’t something that would affect you. He’s just happy to have your voice here, to have his alliance with you be glaringly obvious to all those who might oppose him or question his legitimacy as the new Pirate King. 
The council completes its dues, and soon, Johnny is walking back with you toward his ship. 
His men get scarce, something that he doubts is a coincidence, and Johnny leads you to the bow of the ship. The Neo’s large winged figurehead looks out at the sea, and the pirate Captain gazes as well, noting the oncoming storm that’s brewing in the distance. 
“I guess I should be going home,” you sigh.
“Those clouds don’t look very friendly,” Johnny points out. “You can stay another night if you’d like.”
“Storms don’t phase me, Captain,” you tease. “Although, before I go, I have something to give you.”
Johnny turns to watch you pull a small reed from your pocket. It’s like the one you’d given him a year ago, but more dainty in a way. 
“This reed is different from the other one,” you explain. “This one is a frequency just for me, so you can call when you need anything.”
“Anything?”
“Anything,” you confirm with a sly smile. “If you play these three notes,” you demonstrate, “it will alert me that it’s not a life or death situation.”
“I’ll be sure to call for you if you’re needed,” Johnny muses, accepting the reed and playing the three note tune as easily as anything.
“And if I’m not needed, then I’m not needed,” you shrug.
Johnny likes this. He likes that you’re not trying to control him. No, you have an understanding that he is who he is. He’s a Pirate King, a man who more than anyone else, belongs to the sea. You’re not going to hold him down, and he’s pretty sure neither of you would enjoy it if you tried.
The flip side of that, is that you’re your own elusive being. You’re a Siren Princess, and he’s confident that you have your own things to do. He’s not sure what your life consists of, but he’s never going to be the man to get in the way of that and endeavor to cage the prettiest bird he’s ever seen.
The two of you have an understanding, and at the end of the day, that’s the best the young Pirate King could have ever hoped for. 
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When Johnny had first begun to see you, it had been every couple of months. It was a no strings attached, easy sort of connection- but somehow, he’s not sure when, it began to blossom into something more.
Every couple of months became once a month, and now, in the time between seeing you, Johnny struggles. He has your special reed in his hand, and many nights are spent with him fighting the urge to call you to his side.
It’s not just the sex anymore- although, the sex is great. No, it’s an inner peace that comes when you’re near, a comfort that gives him the best sleep of his life and the clearest mind. You simply make him better, and it’s a fact that is getting harder and harder for the Pirate King to ignore.
As much as he hates to admit it to himself… it’s beginning to feel an awful lot like the Pirate King is starting to have regrets. 
He’s beginning to regret his commitment to the sea, to the ship, to the crew that follows his every word. He’s starting to imagine what a life less free would look like-
If there was ever a woman who could tie him down, it would be you, and he knows it.
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seabluelagoon ¡ 1 year ago
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Let me enfold you 🌙🫂✨
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tsams-au-confessions ¡ 1 month ago
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Turns out I’m building on it more
Calling it Fletcher’s bird au (named after the song it’s based on)
The victim became a mythical creature, referencing how they died
Earth became a mermaid
Lunar became a fairy with particularly large wings
Bloody (standing name for eldest twin) became a demon
Eclipse became an ancient Greek siren (bird person)
Harvest (stand in name for the younger twin) became a basilisk (think dnd)
Also, a small brief description of the spirit fox that changed to them. Same size as an average red fox, but it’s a snow white color with three long tails that possess three black stripes on each tail towards the end 
I will not give a description of monster in the tree
-🌙☀️
Aight!
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ellezem ¡ 4 months ago
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I used to do this a lot on ever skies, sooo
Pick a playlist and I’ll give you a random song!
Creepy songs to sing in a stairwell
(For that one stairwell siren on TikTok)
Multiple day therapy
(All my playlists mixed together)
I DONT WANNA GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW I CANT STUDY THINKING ABOUT YOU
(My lovey dovey playlist)
“Then again, there wasn’t exactly a word for Boris and me”
(Boreo playlist)
Hahahahahah
(Asexual playlist)
Mmmmmmmm
(Songs that make me feel like I’m drowning)
LEAVE ME ALONE THEY SLAP
(Video game inspired songs)
I’m in my mentally ill alternative bestie vibes only era
(Should speak for itself)
Musicalssss
(Should also speak for itself)
POV:you think like tori spring
(Solitaire playlist)
Little gay pirates
(Our Flag Means Death playlist)
Old songs that make me want to cry tears of happiness
(Really good old songs)
NEIL GAIMAN YOU ARE A TERRIBLE PERSON
(Good omens playlist)
The song of Achilles
(TSOA playlist)
Love you
(Self love playlist)
Mitaki is a god
(She is)
Songs to scream to in the car
(Screamable songs)
The noble house of black
(Marauders✌️)
TV girl is so
(TV girl)
✨💫Starchaser⭐️🔭
(Marauders again lol)
Why does no one like classical music :(
(Classical)
🌙Wolfstar⭐️
(Marauders AGAIN)
You think you have the right?
(Feminine rage)
Glee🎶🎼🎵🎤
(Glee covers)
Conan gray⭐️💋
(Literally all Conan songs)
🥀RoseKiller <3
(Marauderererers lol)
Girl in red for the Queers
(Girl in red)
Fan songs
(Dsmp fan songs, they have a lot of drama right now but CG5 and derivakat will save me)
⬇️
(Depression in playlist form)
ANARCHY
(Anarcho punk)
🌹dorlene 🥀
(Oh god more marauders)
Not English :)
(None of these songs are In English lol)
Yummy burnout
(It’s giving gifted kid burnout)
AHHHHHHHH
(Rock/punk/screamo)
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