#I actually have an AU(or just imagine) about Felix just being him in his day-to-day life

[socialiseisnotinmyname]

Clean version:

well random headcanon time: Felix has a sweet tooth, that's it yup...

Well not just that, he LOVES cute/pretty pastries or desserts of any kind. Whenever he goes out(going on a walk, going out to buy snacks,going out with a friend <- mostly a certain au thing,etc etc...) if he happens to pass a bakery or cafe he usually visits, He'll make an excuse to buy something for his mum. Because I also headcanon that His love language is gift gifting (ok another one...) and grabs a thing or two for himself too.

Ok yap session over, you're free now ~\(-_-\)

[keferon]

i was inspired by your tf mecha au; do you think that pharma loses his mind working with the pilots similar to the way he loses it at delphi?

like the pressure of being the cmo of so many people who go out and come back dead or injured to the point of decommission isn't going to make him crack, but maybe fielding shockwaves requests for experiment subjects for whatever he's cooking up...now he's forced to choose which of his patients go back out into the field and which ones go to shockwaves lab

and if one of said (technically on his roster) patients is his ex-coworker first aid, whos now drawn shockwaves attention for being mixed up with vortex? 

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He was going to kill that motherfucker First Aid. 

The next time the little twerp showed up and buckled into the cockpit, Vortex was going to cause a catastrophic casualty event inside the hangar. Lots of blood. Lots of screaming. Lots of body parts scattered around. Lots of blaming First Aid for going postal before Vortex liquifies his brain. The resolution to murder his pilot eases Vortex’s sour mood slightly, the promise of First Aid’s agonized screams a small comfort. 

The unfortunate part? He really had been starting to like the guy. Shit pilot, but Vortex didn’t need him touching his controls or fucking around with his cockpit settings. First Aid- Felix was a rapt audience when needed and knew how to whimper and complain just right- if he gave into Vortex’s whims too fast, it was no fun. Too long, and Vortex would actually get pissed. First Aid got the timing just right to make twisting the metaphorical screws into him interesting. Hell, First Aid himself was the most interesting thing to crawl into his cockpit. Soft little base-bound medic, ostensibly devoted to the greater good and helping others and whatever bullshit medics liked to harp on about. But there’s no hiding anything that goes on inside Vortex from Vortex, and the way the EKG and brain activity readouts from the pilot’s helm spike during battle is more than just fear or adrenaline. It was cute.

And now the little sad-sack piece of shit was standing him up. 

Not once but twice now the deployment klaxons in the hangar have gone off, and not once but twice the technicians and pilots have swarmed every other mech and left him idle in his docking bay. First Aid didn’t even show up in between raids, leaving Vortex to stew alone. Didn’t come stand in his cockpit, playing the too-loud music Vortex liked best. Didn’t come deliver those dataslugs with information about the various battlefronts opening and closing across the planet and the latest pop-culture updates. Vortex had threatened to drop his canopy on First Aid the last time he’d added that stupid shit, but he’d thought the threat had been hollow enough. First Aid didn’t even come and eat his lunch out on the walkways of the service tower like the fucking loser he is.

The first time Felix failed to show, Vortex had wormed his way into base records to make sure that no fuckwit armchair tactician had reassigned his ‘Aid, but nope, there was First Aid’s actual, government name, faithfully logged against Vortex’s designation in the roster, active duty. 

And maybe he’d checked the roster every day since, so what? It’s called being thorough. 

The hangar salles are emptying of the remainder of the technician crews, skittering well clear of Vortex so he can’t even stage a little accident for the rats. He lets his internal targeting programs pick the white-hot infrared figures out from against the hangar floor and imagines shooting them into pulp. It doesn’t help.

 Two tiny figures push through the doors and make their way across the hanger towards Vortex. He points his chassis cameras at them and adjusts the focus. One is limping, pilot’s helmet tucked under his arm. The other strides next to him, every half-step sideways as they lecture the first. They approach slowly, weaving around technicians and stacks of equipment and Vortex starts flicking through his weapons and motor systems so he can stage the wettest, goriest accident for them (with a big splash radius!). 

The two come closer, the limping one taking his sweet fucking time getting close enough for Vortex’s cameras to pick out details. 

First Aid looks like someone spent a good few days beating the fuck out of him, then went back and made sure to beat the shit out of him too. The pilot is pale and unsteady looking, and one leg of his pilot suit is hiked up over the knee to make space for a bulky medical brace that encases his entire lower leg. He needs help scaling the service tower and limps down the umbilical catwalk, gripping the railing like it’s going to protect him from Vortex’s wrath. Behind him, Pharma’s shiny shoes click with finality, blue-gloved hands clasped neatly over his stomach. 

Vortex pressurizes his hydraulics too fast, the pistons hissing under the weight of his cockpit canopy lifting. Get the fuck in, First Aid, Vortex thinks vengefully at the pilot. Get the fuck in so I can kill you. 

First Aid, damn him to hell and back, takes for-fucking-ever to even get close to Vortex, medical boot clanking unevenly against the walkway. Active duty, Vortex’s giant metal ass. He stops, leaning one hand against Vortex's hull, just enough to the side of the canopy that Vortex can't drop it on him. Asshole. Pharma doesn't even come close enough to him, keeping well enough away that Vortex can't do shit to him. First Aid's hand is a tiny point of warmth against his plating and Vortex is going to kill him out on the catwalk if he doesn’t get in the cockpit right fucking now.

“Felix, you absolutely cannot perform in your condition.” The CMO says stridently, with the conviction of a man who has never heard the word no. “You are not recovered. There is absolutely no reason to risk your safety-”

First Aid’s mouth opens and closes like a fish, unable to get a word in around Pharma’s tirade. The medic blathers on about reinfection, delayed reaction times, yadda yadda yadda proteins and antigens and bullshit Vortex couldn’t give a shit about. 

“Pharma-”  First Aid interrupts with a reedy voice, “I really- I need to go.”

He stumbles into Vortex's cockpit, awkwardly dragging his braced leg over the threshold. Vortex depressurizes the cockpit hydraulics and slams the canopy shut behind him, locking First Aid into his darkness. Pharma stands on the catwalk, looking like someone shoved a lemon through his teeth.

“Pharma’s gone insane.” First Aid blurts. Vortex’s infrared cameras train on him. “He-”

A nervous laugh and his heat signature sways drunkenly.

“I think he's trying to kill me.” First Aid whispers, “I'm sick, but it's not-”

[SIT DOWN]

He collapses into the pilot’s chair, and Vortex pulls the restraints around him tight enough to make him wheeze.

“Vortex-” Vortex drops the tangle of neural-net connectors onto his head with an audible thwack, and the medic dutifully snaps them into place on his helmet, the iris of the connection spinning wide between them.

 First Aid is trembling in the pilot’s chair, hands folded in his lap as if prayer has any chance of saving him. Vortex spins up his powertrain, pressurizing his hydraulics and shouldering free of the service tower’s struts. After a moment’s thought, he turns down his gyroscopes, letting each step rattle the cockpit. He can feel the other’s mind in his systems, fenced in by Vortex’s firewalls, churning with the franticness of a small animal caught in a trap. Vortex calls up a memory of the cockpit oozing with viscera and gore, what remained of the pilot settling into pulpy piles across the cabin floor, directing it at First Aid with viscous intent. The pilot rewards him with a shudder, shoulders hunching and curling into himself. His hands are shaking, and his internal temperature spikes even higher in the infrared. 

Vortex steps out of the hangar, already slotting the set of response coordinates into his navigation system. The shift from idle to top speed has First Aid rattling against his restraints, and each step afterwards knocks his boot against Vortex’s instrument panels. He hopes it hurts. He lets the navicomputer guide his steps, turning his attention back to his captive audience, sending a crackle of electricity through the helmet connections. First Aid spasms in his seat with a grit-toothed moan of pain. Vortex shocks him again to hear that growled sound. Then again, just for good measure. The medic sags forward with a whimper. 

Vortex reaches through their connection, dragging electric claws against the pinned-open neural clusters comprising First Aid’s mind. He spasms again, boot kicking uselessly against Vortex's instrument panels, fingers clawing at the restraints mindlessly. First Aid’s memories flick by him and Vortex’s internal data readouts ping him that his pilot is suffering acute distress. Good. He pushes further, every metric flipping red as First Aid thrashes, consciousness pinned tight by Vortex’s code and picked open like a dying lamb before a vulture. More memories flash by. Cold medibay, cold room, shivering alone under too-thin covers, cold fluid seeping down a IV drip, fever searing too-hot too-cold sick sick sick why not getting better getting worse cold cold cold-

Pharma.

Pharma’s voice, cold and demanding. Pharma’s hands, blue-gloved and cold against First Aid’s skin, pushing in more needles, attaching more sensors, pulling down the covers to check his body- always so, so cold. Memory-First Aid shivers and burns and heaves and there's always, always more cold fluid seeping into his system.

Klaxons. Vortex; he has to-

Pharma pushes him back down and he goes back to shivering and burning and heaving, time slipping by unevenly. Seconds in hours, days in seconds, whole nights spent torturously aware something is wrong with Pharma’s care, wrong with the IV that itches and creeps through his systems, wrong with the so-called disease- not a disease- that's burning through him, only to lose track once again with day. The klaxons go off, and memory-First Aid heaves himself up- why is his leg?- pulls off the sensors and disconnects the turbid IV line with shaking hands- his suit, where’s his- 

The memories slip through Vortex’s grasp- 

The hall is so, so, cold but First Aid had fumbled his way back to his room, found his helmet and pulled his drivesuit on. The klaxons have fallen silent but- 

Pharma. The sight of the CMO makes First Aid falter and draw back, turning a random corner and leaning against the wall. Uncharacteristic fear fills him, and First Aid gags, empty stomach roiling- he needs to run, hide, needs-

Vortex gets a better grip on the panicked memories; the tide of fear permeating them through the haze of sickness is familiar to follow. First Aid’s emotional state thrums through them, his fear of Pharma, the medibay- whatever the fuck was in that IV. Vortex has seen this kind of instinctive fear before- the base, hardwired need for self-preservation that has seasoned pilots screaming for reinforcements or cutting from a fight altogether. He’s caused this feeling enough times. Hell, he remembers before he died- 

First Aid tries to retreat, but Pharma corners him- the panic surging chokingly high- get away get away get away-! The ex-medic’s memories swirl, brain too hazy for a plan- can’t fight Pharma out here in a public hallway- only thing to do is run- run where- pilots don’t run- what do pilots do when they run?

Return to base.

Return to safety.

Return to Vortex.

The thought crystallizes out of First Aid’s chaotic mind. Return to Vortex. Vortex means safety for First Aid, and that’s- why the fuck? Vortex is a violent, awful man turned into a violent, awful, storeys-tall killing machine. He’s tried to kill First Aid before. But here sits First Aid, trembling in fear underneath Vortex’s iron fist and still thinking safe when he thinks of Vortex, standing deep in the bowels of one of the most secure facilities on earth. 

Vortex needs to kill something. Messily. 

Vortex’s radar pings, alerting him to the fact that the aliens will be obliging him today. He barrels forth, pulling his awareness out of First Aid and engaging his combat protocols, the cockpit’s running lights dimming. The first little fucker dies before its fellows can swing around to face Vortex, blades driving home through its technorganic chassis. The spray of mineral-rich arterial fluid spatters across his visor as Vortex rips free of it, already turning to face the next one. First Aid, dazed and infirm as he is, makes a breathy sound of approval as Vortex butchers his way through second with ease. 

Vortex loses himself in the slaughter, hacking his way through the field of enemies with fluid ease. His visor is completely smeared with gore, and somewhere along the way he’d stepped in the deactivated frame of one, organic intestines wrapping around his pede and squelching into his seams. He vents the excess steam from his drives, the heavy plume trailing him as Vortex stomps across the silent, cratered battlefield. He’s not going to indulge First Aid and let him dismount to collect trophies today. His radar cycles quietly, only returning back the signatures of co-pilots. Vortex toys briefly with the idea of killing one of them to finish off the day, but dismisses it. His previous anger has cooled to the point where he can restrain himself from doing something that would definitely get First Aid court martialed and executed.

The RTB order comes crackling through his comms soon enough, and Vortex sets a direct route back to base. First Aid has gone quiet now that the battle is over, the excitement warring with his fatigue and losing, brain activity slowing. Vortex is halfway back to his hangar when realization hits him- First Aid has fallen asleep in the pilot’s chair, head nodding down over his chest, legs stretched out in front of him. Son of a brazen bitch. Vortex has to double check his internal readings and cockpit cams to confirm it; opening the piloting connection again to poke at First Aid before stopping.

It would be so easy to mash his digital fingers into the slumbering jello of First Aid’s brain, reach back through the electronics and grind it into pulp before the medic could even scream, punish him for being late, being absent, being…First Aid. He ghosts over the steady stream of First Aid’s biometric data filtering through his systems, studying the slow ripple of sine waves and EKG readings. The urge to redirect his ventilation systems and fill the cockpit with carbon monoxide itches through his circuits. Send ‘Aid off nice and easy. The thought isn’t as fun as it should be.

Vortex adjusts his gyroscopes, changes his mind, sets them back, then changes his mind and adjusts them again. He goes back to half-watching the biodata’s scroll as he navigates back to base. First Aid sleeps on, limp in the pilot’s chair and head lolling. He’d bit his lip hard enough to bleed during the battle, and the dried blood is beginning to flake off.

Vortex returns to the hangar, perfectly navigating into the docking bay and shifting his systems towards idle. First Aid is still dead to the world, brainwaves ticking nice and open for Vortex to page through. He loosens the pilot’s restraints. No response.

You gotta be dumb as hell to fall asleep inside of an active mech and even dumber to fall asleep inside Vortex. First Aid didn’t seem to get that memo, or maybe he really was too tired to care.  

A technician comes down the walkway, hesitating before knocking on Vortex’s cockpit. He lets his engine rumble and still-warm weapons systems spin warningly until they back off, the whole crew retreating to what they probably think is a safe distance. He checks First Aid for the nth time; still sleeping. He thinks about frying his little pilot’s brain, forcing his way into the unguarded neural pathways and wreaking havoc until ‘Aid is just another gibbering husk the techs will have to haul out of his cockpit. No matter how many different scenarios he comes up with, how many different ways he imagines mutilating and killing First Aid, it feels hollow. Bland. Lacking imagination. A baby's temper tantrum.

The memory of First Aid’s trust sits deep in Vortex’s memory banks. The fragile data points and bioscans are tucked safely away in the core of his processor, spelling out V-O-R-T-E-X and S-A-F-E-T-Y in their cross-referenced entirety. He’s so- stupid, dumb, trusting ‘Aid. Vortex reaches through the connection, pushing back into First Aid’s mind with ease. The pilot twitches in his sleep, groans a little, but there’s none of the expected base fear and get-out instinct as Vortex pets gently over the fragile organic network, trailing electric signals across his nervous system. Brain cells or someshit. Where the hell is memory stored in this thing?

He presses on a neural cluster, sends Vortex rippling through the neurons and gets back shit like strong and terrifying and a complex little series of impulses that feels like a combination of safe and trust, which are words that have no business having any relation to Vortex. Sickening. He thinks about pressing further in, muscling into Felix’s welcoming brain like he did into the mech’s systems when he first died and staying there. He sends Vortex out again, receives trust and safe and-

Vortex withdraws. The technicians are setting up hoses for spraying his plating with solvent so he slams his outer vents shut and switches the cockpit to internally filtered ventilation. Felix doesn’t need to be breathing in whatever the hell shit they use to dissolve the alien viscera off of his hull. He turns the heat up in the cockpit after checking the infrared again. The cold wash of solvent courses over his plating and obscures his external sensor net so Vortex turns his attention back to Felix. 

Idiot still didn’t wake up even with Vortex actively playing piano on his brain strings. He displays that thought on his cockpit readout along with several more choice thoughts about Felix’s parentage and character. Still sleeping. 

Which is- it’s- Vortex is surprisingly fine with it. Felix might be dumb, and naive, and far too willing to let Vortex into his shit and a shit pilot on top of all that; but he’s Vortex’s dumb, naive and shit pilot.  If he wants to sleep off whatever Pharma pumped him full of inside Vortex’s cockpit, fine. Vortex will pressurize the hydraulics and drop the locking pins and keep him there until his Felix is crying to be let out. 

Then he's going to kill that motherfucker Pharma.

anon. ANON WHOEVER YOU ARE LET ME HOLD YOUR HAND AND HUG YOU. WRITING THIS ABSOLUTE BANGER OF A TEXAID AND SENDING IN ANONYMOUSLY?? THATS SOME KIND OF FANFIC VERSION OF SECRET IDENTITY SUPERHERO BULLSHIT RIGHT HERE /pos

I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE ITTTTT YOU WROTE THEM SO GOOD ITS FKKGMGNGMGMGMGMG IM BREWING YOUR COFFEE WITH MY MIND

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[lia-linny]

Your request are open so could you maybe write a Felix neighbor au? I think he has boy next door vibes.

-🍒 anon

summary: Felix moves in next door and you hit it off immediately due to your shared passion for baking.

genre: fluff, neighbor au

words: 2.4k

The cold was moving through the empty corridors of yn's apartment complex. Winter announced itself with icy temperatures, which were still not enough for snow, and bare trees. It was a lonely, characterized by winter depressions. People wrapped up alone in their sofa blankets and tried to compensate for their problems with cookies and cheesy Christmas movies. Like every year, yn was one of those people. Kevin Alone at Home was her go-to, but just as she was about to start the fourth rerun of her favorite chrismas movie with a slice of freshly baked apple pie, there was a knock at the door.

Groaning, she untangled herself from her pile of blankets and hurried to the door. When she opened it, a handsome young man stood in front of her in the run-down and definitely not heated hallway. however, his broad smile had a warm glow, like hot chocolate with marshmallows, which made up for the lack of heating and immediately captivated her.

"Hey, I'm Felix. It looks like I'm your new neighbor." He beamed at her as if he couldn't imagine anything better than living next door to her, even if yn would have lost a lot of enthusiasm in his place after seeing the cracked walls and broken radiators. That's why she admired him all the more for his positive disposition as he chatted away happily. He was obviously a real social butterfly.

"I moved here for my work. I'm actually from Sydney, but a well-known dance school made me an offer I couldn't refuse, so I traveled halfway around the world for a bit." He laughed, a laugh as warm and hearty as his charisma.

"I really like it here so far. Ah, before I forget! I brought you some brownies. They're my specialty and I thought a welcome gift would go down well with the neighbors. I don't want to make myself unpopular." He laughed again. As if this personification of kindness and joy could ever make himself unpopular, but she was happy to take brownies anyway. She doubted that he could match her own, baking was her specialty after all, but she had to give him a chance.

"Thank you very much for the brownies... don't worry, the people who live on this floor are all grumpy housewives or old businessmen anyway. They hate you with or without brownies... At least I found all my welcome muffins in the trash outside a day later." yn laughed as she looked at Felix's horrified face.

"How can one be so mean?" he asked indignantly. Yn shrugged her shoulders.

"They're all bitter and have to take it out on their fellow human beings I guess..."

"Well then, promise me that at least you'll actually try my brownies. It would be too bad if all of them were thrown away." Yn giggled as she took the plate of still-warm brownies and nodded in response to his request.

"Promise!" He smiled at her from ear to ear and shyly she waved goodbye to him for now, even though as she closed the door she had a feeling that she would see him again sooner than she thought.

~☆~

The warm light from the ceiling lamp, together with the dimmed moonlight, was the only thing that illuminated the small kitchen, which was in the midst of the usual chaos that night-time stress baking brings for yn. Bowls were piled up in the sink, cutlery, any other baking utensils and food such as leftover sugar or eggshells scattered across the worktop.

She carefully weighed the ingredients and mixed them in her bowl. A little sugar, then the butter, but when she added the flour, the scale showed far too low a number. She needed at least twice as much for the amount prescribed in the recipe. However, she had already used up the entire contents of her packet. Sighing, she looked around her kitchen. There was no way this little amout of flour would be enought for the cake she wanted to bake.

But as it was the middle of the night, she didn't really feel like going out into the unsafe streets of her town to look for flour in a Convince store. So she really only had one option. Wait until the next day began and then continue baking. Resigned, she washed her hands and was about to watch her favorite show on the couch for the thousandth time when she thought of another option.

So she hesitantly entered the long hallway that connected her apartment to the others on her floor in her cute dog slippers. Carefully, she headed for her new neighbor's door. Felix had brought her his tasty brownies. That had to mean that there was at least a chance that he had flour at home.

She knocked on his door, barely audibly, before her courage could leave her. At first nothing stirred behind the walls and as she was about to give up and shuffle back to her apartment, she heard footsteps and soft rustling behind the still closed door. She hurriedly ran her hands through her hair, regretting that she had decided to do this, when the door opened.

Felix stood in the doorway. His hair was disheveled and his eyes narrowed. His freckles were clearly visible in the dimmed light of the hallway lamp and played around his soft facial features. But then her gaze wandered a little further down, too far down, because she realized that his top was completely missing. He had obviously forgotten to put on a T-shirt.

Her cheeks burned and she jerked her gaze away, even though she couldn't deny that she would have loved to keep looking at his well-formed six-pack. She covered her eyes with her hand to shield her bright red face from him.

"Oh..." his voice sounded even deeper than during the day, but one could still hear the embarrassment in it.

"I'm incredibly sorry! Give me a second!" He disappeared again and returned shortly afterwards, this time wearing a loose hoodie that completely covered his well-trained upper body.

"Hey!" Despite his tired eyes, he stole a glance at her.

"Hi, um... I was wondering if you had any flour left... i started baking and well... of course i didn't realize until much too late that i didn't have enough flour." Embarrassed, she stuttered her explanation. She desperately tried to banish the image of his body in her mind. Her neighbor laughed and then nodded.

"Of course I've got flour, what do you think of me? After all, my famous brownies don't bake themselves!" She had to giggle at his feigned offense. It made her relax a little again. Yn waited while he disappeared into his apartment to fetch her flour. But when he brought a 10 kilo bag instead of a small package, she was amazed.

"What do you need so much flour for?" she asked in horror.

"Do you think baking is a joke for me?" Felix just laughed and heaved the sack towards her apartment. He carefully put the flour down in her kitchen.

"You can keep the rest. I've got about six of the sacks left." He had to chuckle when she gasped in astonishment. How could one person ever use so much flour?

"Don't ask, it was a housewarming gift from my friends. They thought they had to celebrate my move by making me bake more brownies for them." Felix laughed, obviously reveling in happy memories of his friends. Yn had to giggle too, as this action sounded all too much like something her own friends would do. Her best friend had once told her that she would kill for her cake and she had meant it.

"Thank you for the flour. Are you sure you don't want me to bring you back the rest?"

"No, it's all good. But I would really appreciate a slice of whatever it is you're making." Felix winked at her, which turned her stomach, and the tingling sensation that followed replaced the previously very dominant desire for something sweet. He waved goodbye and Felix had already disappeared from her apartment, but his presence could still be felt in her glowing cheeks and trembling fingers.

~☆~

In the weeks that followed, she saw Felix again and again. She didn't quite understand it yet, but he triggered strange feelings in her that she couldn't interpret. But one thing was certain: she felt drawn to him, wanted to crouch down next to him when he stroked a cat outside her apartment complex, take his hand when he brought her mail up or hug him when he praised her cake.

And obviously this feeling of attraction was mutual, because one day when yn came home from work stressed out, she found a plate of brownies and a card on her doorstep. Curious, she bent down to find a neatly handwritten note from her neighbor.

'Hi, hi, if you have another flour emergency or just want to text, here's my number.

p.s. I hope you like the brownies >3'

She stared perplexedly at the digits that added up to his number. Slowly she typed the them into her phone, double-checking each number. Then she typed a cautious 'hey'

~☆~

Y/n stood on the friendly doormat and knocked on the door diagonally opposite hers with her cake box in hand. She had actually baked a cake because her parents were coming over today, but a few minutes ago they had canceled at short notice and Y/n really didn't feel up to eating a whole cheesecake by herself. So she hoped that Felix would take some of her cake. After all, it wasn't unusual for the two of them to provide each other with homemade baked goods of any kind.

When the door opened, however, she was not greeted by Felix's friendly face but looked directly into the eyes of a young man with a mischievous grin. Yn noticed how round his cheeks were as he shouted over his shoulder:

"Guys! It's Felix's baking girl from next door and he wasn't exaggerating, she really does look like a goddess!" Pure chaos then broke out. Numerous voices could be heard from the apartment, shouting and screaming and, if yn wasn't mistaken, something must have fallen over and broken.

"Jisung! Leave her alone, stop that shit!" Felix could be heard shouting, but the man he was obviously talking to only turned to her and winked. She felt her cheeks grow hot as she watched Felix fight his way down the corridor to the door in record time. He pushed his friend into the apartment and closed the door behind him.

Relieved, he leaned against it, his eyes closed, and yet he felt yn's questioning gaze on him.

"sorry, i'm sooo sorry! My friends can be a bit much. Please tell me you don't hate me, because I could understand thst after Jisung." He looked at her absently and yn started snorting.

"That was fucking weird!" She laughed, which brought a lovesick look to Felix's face that she didn't seem to notice. He didn't know what it was, but he would do anything to see her smile. It sweetened his every day. Felix often heard that he was a ray of sunshine, but he had never seen such a radiance as when she laughed. It fascinated him like nothing else and suddenly he had an infinitely strong desire to hold her close to him. When she had wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes, she held up the cake expectantly.

"I baked a cake, but my visitor canceled. I just wanted to ask if you'd like a slice or two but it looks like you've got a whole horde of people in there so you might as well have the whole thing. " She held the cake out to him expectedly, but instead of taking it, he stared at her lips.

There was a change in the atmosphere, it was full of electricity and tension now. Suddenly she realized how little space there was between them and yet she wanted nothing more than to close the gap. Carefully, she took a step closer to him. Yn studied his face, his brown eyes, the position of his freckles and his rosy lips. Were they as soft as they looked?

There were only a few centimeters separating them. Slowly, as if he wanted to give her the opportunity to run away at any time, he approached her. Every millimeter he bridged made them both smile more. She used her free hand to claw at his top in a desperate attempt to somehow stop herself from floating away in happiness. When they finally pressed their lips together, grinning, it was like biting into a sugary cookie. Her dopamine level continued to rise along with her pulse. She felt his warm, soft lips on hers. They moved together, even if her happy grin made the task more difficult. Their breaths became one as they broke away and Felix smiled gently, resting his forehead on hers.

He felt like he could say this way forever but his plans were interupted as his apartment door, against which he was still leaning, suddenly opened behind him.

A small scream escaped him and he flew to the floor with a thud. His friends, who had opened the door, burst out laughing. Yn recognized Felix's friend jisung, who had also opened the door for her earlier. He rolled on the floor laughing, but when his eyes landed on the cake in her hand, his eyes grew huge.

"Is the cheesecake for us?" he asked between pleading and excitement. Yn laughed and nodded. With a happy smile, he took the cake from yn and whizzed back into Felix's apartment, a few of his friends followed him, others stayed behind with her and Felix, who had meanwhile managed to pull himself up from the floor.

"I'm off then." she said, a little embarrassed and avoided looking Felix directly in the eye, as she could already feel the temperature rising in her cheeks. She hastily turned around and fled to her own apartment, where she would spend the next few hours analyzing the situation with her best friend over the phone but before she closed the door her eyes met his and she shot him a loving grin. A promise that this was not the last kiss.

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Ready Or Not

Pieces of My Heart - Chapter 3 Stray Kids OT8 x reader, Soulmate AU

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The fourth puzzle piece snapped in time with Jisung’s yell. He looked at the four of you with wide eyes, then to the two at his sides, and then back at you. And then he was pointing again.

“You’re my soulmate!?”

Hyunjin let out a gasp at the information, but Changbin just narrowed his eyes as he looked over the scene. “Felix too? And … Channie-hyung?”

Chan ran his hands through his hair, letting out a nervous laugh. “Yeah, me too.”

“Actually,” You tried to get yourself to sit up, but Felix didn’t seem keen to move and simply pulled you back down. You decided to just let it be. “I have 8 soulmates.”

You let the information sink in. Changbin blinked, pointing at himself in confusion, and Felix lifted his head to look you in the eyes for confirmation. At your little nod to both of them, Felix then looked back at Chan, whose face was baffled.

Hyunjin looked around the room in confusion, then at you, then back at the other members as they processed the information, and then he let out a gasp of understanding.

“Everyone?!”

You nodded again. Jisung let out a laugh of disbelief, suddenly jumping onto the bed next to you to pull you into a hug. You were squished up against him, Felix refusing to let you go, causing you to be in the middle of a Jilix sandwich.

“Hey! Share, share!”

Hyunjin threw himself on top of Felix, and both Changbin and Jeongin yelled at him to be careful. This caused Jisung to complain, pushing Hyunjin off, which started a wrestling match between them. Felix laughed, hugging you tighter.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this,” He told you.

“The hugging?”

“And the colors,” Felix exclaimed, looking around the room with wide eyes. “I didn’t know there were so many!”

Ah, Felix must have the black and white sight soulmark, that only allowed them to see colors when they met their soulmate. You couldn’t imagine living your entire life in black in white only to be bombarded with colors in an instant, on top of being confronted with the soulmate high. No wonder he had cried.

You caught Jeongin’s eye from where he now sat watching from the floor next to the bed. He looked happy, but a little unsure, tilting his head in question when he caught your gaze. You patted Felix’s arm, and he reluctantly let you go. You slid of the bed and allowed Jeongin to pull you into his lap, resting your head against his shoulder.

“I’m okay,” You reassured him, letting out a deep sigh. “Just a little overwhelmed.”

“More than just a little,” Chan corrected you, rubbing your back as he settled down next to Jeongin. “I can feel everything you know.”

You grimaced. “Oh.”

He must have an experience bond, being able to feel your own feelings as his own. You found yourself quickly thinking about the rollercoaster of emotions you had subjected him to in just the past hour, let alone your entire life. You would have apologized, but you knew he wouldn’t accept it.

“How, how do you know?” Changbin asked suddenly. He was still standing off to the side, looking unsure. “How do you know we all are your soulmates?”

“Red string” You explained, resting your hand against your chest.

A chorus of ‘ahhs’ resounded around the room.

“So, when did you realize–“ Chan seemed to trail off as he wondered how to phrase his words.

“We realized it when we got back to the hotel,” You explained. “I’m making an educated guess on Lee Know and Seungmin, but what are the odds that I’d have 8 soulmates all in the same city at the same time and only 6 of them would be Stray Kids?”

Hyunjin joined the four of you on the ground, leaning up against the bed. “So … I am your soulmate too?”

“I mean, I know you’re mine,” You offered, tilting your head. “Do you not know?”

“Hyunjin doesn’t have any signs or marks of a soulbond, so we weren’t sure,” Chris explained, pulling away from your hug. “We thought maybe when he met his soulmate, the bond would show up ...”

You hummed in understanding. “So you’re not sure.” Hyunjin looked down at his hands, so you reached out to squeeze his hands reassuringly. “Don’t worry, I am. Even if you don’t figure out what your bond is, you’re still my soulmate.”

You pulled away from him, but Hyunjin suddenly grabbed your arm back, flipping your hands over. Your palms were black, like you had run your hand along charcoal. When Hyunjin then flipped your hand back over, the very places he had touched were also smudged with the same dark color, and the rest of the room went quiet as they all leaned in to watch the smudges slowly start to fade.

Hyunjin gave you a beaming smile.

“Well, I guess that answers that question,” You muttered.

Five pieces.

“What is your name?” Changbin suddenly asked.

You flushed, realizing that between all the sudden events and realizations, you hadn’t had the chance to properly introduce yourself to any of them. You told them your name, but Changbin just shook his head.

“No, no. Full name.”

“She’s your soulmate, Binnie. Why would she lie about this?” Felix asks, looking offended on your behalf.

“No, it’s okay. I get it,” You reassured Felix, giving Changbin your full name.

While it wasn’t common, and extremely illegal, it wasn’t completely unheard of for people to fake being someone’s soulmate for a variety of reasons. Being celebrities, you were sure that worry was double for them. Your name would be enough to confirm to him your identity if he had your name or initials as a soulmark, so you expected him to be reassured, but his frown only seemed to grow.

Changbin crossed his arms. “So how do this work?”

“Hmm?”

“If we all your soulmate, what do we do?”

“He has a point. There’s 8 of us, only 1 of you,” Jisung pointed out, now sitting cross legged on the edge of the bed. “I mean, we share a lot with each other, but we can’t exactly share you all the time.”

“What if we want to go on date?” Hyunjin wondered. “We go together?”

You leaned back into Jeongin, letting his chin drop down onto your shoulder. “All relationships are hard. I guess we just have to figure it out, make sure to talk to each other, make sure everyone is happy.”

“I’m happy,” Jeongin whispered to you. “I love my members. I was worried, a soulmate … um. I didn’t want to have to choose. Stray Kids, Stay, soulmate. All very important for me. I … I couldn’t imagine a better group of people to share something as important as a soulmate with.”

Chan gratefully translated for you what Jeongin was unable to say in English. You felt your eyes welling up again, hugging him tightly in thanks.

“I’m glad too,” Felix murmured, leaning his head against Jisung’s shoulder.

“Me three,” Hyunjin piped up.

“Me four!” Jisung chirped.

Chan let out a laugh. “Ah, I’m glad that now I’m not the only one who has to deal with these kids.”

Changbin finally approached from his corner of the room, giving you a hesitant smile as he settled down next to Jeongin. “I am also happy, just not … I don’t want to lie. I am .. uh, disappointed? But …”

Hyunjin wrapped his arms around Changbin. “Ah, it’s okay Binnie. You’re allowed to be disappointed; I don’t think any of us were expecting this.”

“It’s going to take some getting used to. I think we all had expectations, but just because it’s a little different doesn’t mean that she’s not still your soulmate. Like she said, it’s going to take time, but we’ll figure it out. We always do,” Chan reassured.

You weren’t sure what they were saying, but you could understand the sentiment. You had Felix let you go so you could scoot closer to Changbin, reaching out to hold his hand.

“It’s going to be okay. This isn’t going to be easy, but we’re in this together. Don’t ever feel like you have to hide your feelings, okay?”

Changbin stared at you with his dark eyes, and then he pulled you in for a hug. Unlike the others, this hug was hesitant, softer, full of worries and apologies and unspoken words. You buried your face in his chest.

The puzzle was beginning to take its shape around you, the sixth piece joining the others.

Jisung suddenly said something in Korean, and the others all started to babble to each other. You weren’t sure what was being said, but it sounded like they were trying to give you two your space. When you pulled back from the hug, Changbin’s eyes were suspiciously wet, but he blinked the tears away and gave you a smile.

“I’m very lucky,” He whispered. “My soulmate is so kind. And pretty.”

You groaned, pressing your hands against your face to hide your smile. “Stop it, you’re going to make me blush.”

The others noticed your weakness and pounced, calling you cute and complimenting you until you were sure you were going to explode. Changbin laughed, and then pretended to protect you from the compliments by hiding you in his arms. He said something in Korean, and the others were quick to protest.

You were going to have to learn Korean, and quick.

There was a sudden ringing noise, and the others didn’t seem to pay it much attention as they continued to joke with each other and laugh. It was Chan who pulled out his phone to answer, trying to hush the others but failing.

“Hello?”

The person on the other side began to talk, and Chan’s eyes darted to meet yours. His smile grew. He replied back in Korean, and Felix turned to him with wide eyes.

“They’re on their way back already?”

The room grew silent as they realized who Chan was talking to, and you felt your butterflies erupt in your stomach. You were still riding the high from meeting so many of your soulmates, so you didn’t feel as anxious as you had the first time around. But you still wanted to make a first impression.

As Chan ended his call, you got to your feet, smoothing out your now wrinkled clothes. “Did you tell them anything?”

“Just that I had a surprise for them in Jeongin’s room.”

“Okay.” You took a deep breath.

“You okay?” It was Hyunjin who asked you this time, giving you a worried look.

You nodded. “Yeah, I am. Just a little nervous.”

“Don’t be,” Chan reassured you, giving your shoulder a squeeze. “You’ll be fine. They’re going to love you.”

“Any pointers?”

“Ah! Minnie has first words, like me!” Jisung told you.

And then he pulled up his shirt, presumably to show you the ‘Surprise?’ that was written in your handwriting on his right side, but all that you could focus on was the expanse of tan skin and slight abs that were now on display, your face betraying all your emotions even to those who couldn’t feel them.

Felix smirked. “Careful Hannie, we want her to be conscious when she meets Seungmin and Minho-Hyung.”

“Shut up!” You yelled in embarrassment.

Hyunjin and Jisung were cackling, Changbin and Jeongin giving you equally heated looks, and even Chan let out a little chuckle. You pouted, crossing your arms. When Jisung almost rolled off the bed from his laughter, causing Hyunjin to laugh even harder, you couldn’t keep in your own amusement, and you began to laugh along with them.

Chan shook his head with a smile “Jisung is right though. Seungmin has first words, so careful what you say to him.”

“Don’t you already know what I’m going to say to him?”

“Hmm, maybe.”

“Is it nice?”

“No hints!” Felix exclaimed.

“It’s sweet,” Chan reassured me, ignoring Felix’s yell of betrayal. “It took him months before he would even let us see it, but he reads those words every night before he goes to sleep.”

You smiled. “That’s good. What about Minho?”

“Hyung is like me,” Hyunjin told you, finally having caught his breath. His face was adorably flushed. “Unknown.”

“So, I won’t know until I meet him.”

“Yup.”

“Great.”

There was a knock on the door, Minho calling out to Chan, and everyone turned to look at you. You took another deep breath, and with a nod of reassurance to them, you went to let your last two soulmates in.

Two last puzzle pieces landed in your hands, and even though they weren’t in place yet, you could feel the building energy of the impending bond. You weren’t sure what to say, staring at the two waiting out in the hall who looked much more surprised to see you than you felt to be in their presence. None of you said anything for a few seconds.

Seungmin was the first to react.

“You must be Jeongin’s soulmate.”

Word traveled fast around Stray Kids. Considering that everyone knew to meet up in one room, and that Jeongin had only talked to Chan earlier, you were willing to bet that the original announcement of the Maknae meeting his soulmate had probably been relayed to a group chat of some sort.

It also meant that they weren’t aware of everything that had happened in the past half hour since then.

You gave him a tight smile, hesitant to say anything outright. Did you come out with what you wanted your first words to be? Chan mentioned something sweet, did you just blurt out every good thing you wanted to say to him? How long could you talk? How many of your words would actually end up on his skin?

You cringed at your own anxiety, unsurprised when a hand landed on your shoulder, and gave you a gentle squeeze.

“Hey guys.”

Chan introduced you to the last two members on your behalf, and Seungmin gave you a soft genuine smile. His bangs were falling into his eyes, but his hands were holding a shopping bag each, so he struggled to push it out of his eyes. It was soft, it was cute, it made your entire chest fill with love.

You forced yourself to look away before you tried to help.

Minho was completely silent.

His face was blank, his limbs loose at his sides, nothing to give away what he was thinking, or how he was feeling. To an outsider, he looked uninterested, maybe bored.

But his eyes refused to leave yours.

Except for the split second that he had eyed the hand on your shoulder, Minho had refused to look away from you since you had opened the door. Even when Chan pulled you to the side to let them pass, Seungmin gliding into the room with little more than a glance in your direction, Minho refused to look away. He stood motionless in the doorway.

“Lee Know-“ Chan started.

Minho seemed to snap out of his thoughts, his intense stare suddenly moving to the leader behind you. “Hyung.” He gave a nod in greeting, and without another word he walked past the two of you.

You and Chan shared a knowing look.

He knew.

You let Chan close the door as you hesitantly followed the dancer, unsure of his reaction. Was he upset? Disappointed? Or maybe he was unsure of the situation, maybe thinking he didn’t want to get in the middle of you supposed soulmate connection with ‘only’ Jeongin. Felix had cried at the thought of stealing his member’s soulmate. Was Minho the same?

The others were suspiciously quiet as the three of you walked out from the hallway, Minho immediately making his way over to the armchair in the corner of the room, dropping his shopping bags into Hyunjin’s lap as he passed. Seungmin was already perched on top of the bed next to Jisung, handing out snacks to the others from his own bag.

“Ah, I didn’t know if you would want anything, but I got some extra crackers if you want some,” Seungmin mused, holding out a packet of crackers towards you.

You accepted them with nothing more than a nod, remembering now that you had forgotten to get food from the café like you had been planning that morning. You had already planned on being on your way to your first tourist destination by now too, but it seemed all your plans for the day were officially derailed.

The others held their breaths, but Seungmin either didn’t notice your lack of words, or simply didn’t care. Instead, he continued to pull the last of the drinks out and hand them out. The others were staring at you two intensely, subtly apparently not their strong suit.

You glanced back at Minho, wondering how you were going to go about this reveal. Chan was sitting on the arm of the chair with him, whispering in his ear. When they noticed you watching, Minho’s blank face shifted, a smirk growing over his face.

He definitely knew.

You didn’t know exactly how much Chan had told him, the leader only giving you an encouraging smile, but you knew that at this point everyone in the room was an audience to a performance between you and Seungmin. Said singer had finished his job of distributing his haul and was now looking at you.

You slowly sat down next to him, staring intently at the crackers in your hands.

“Hey, Felix. Did you see this new video?” Jisung suddenly said, sliding off the bed and moving to the circle forming on the ground.

The others seemed to take the hint, talking amongst themselves, and pretending like they weren’t paying intense attention to you two. Seungmin tilted his head, an awkward smile on his face, passively watching the others without interacting. Jeongin glanced at you two, and he reached out momentarily to squeeze your hand.

Seungmin glanced at you.

You pulled away, pushing yourself higher up on the bed so you could cross your legs, inadvertently pushing yourself closer to Seungmin. The singer looked away for a second, and then leaned in with his gaze on a painting on the wall.

“Are you okay?”

You turned to him, wide eyed and panicked. You gave him a sharp nod.

“It’s just, you look a little nervous. I know it’s a lot … these guys, they’re a bit to get used to, but don’t let them scare you. They’re all really cool, especially Jeongin. He’s a good guy.”

You nodded, looking away. Minho and Chan were still watching you two, neither one of them hiding their amusement.

“You can talk to us, you know. Tell us if you’re feeling overwhelmed, let Jeongin know what’s on your mind. He’s got a lot of love, and he’s a great friend. You can trust him.”

You bit your lip to keep from blurting out ‘I know’, not wanting that to be your words towards him. Something sweet, something brief, something he’d think about every time he goes to sleep.

“If you don’t want to say anything, that’s fine. Take your time. But are you sure you’re okay?”

You finally turned to look at him, your faces only inches apart. Your mind froze.

“I-“ You blinked, and realizing you had technically just spoke to him, decided to just pull forward. “I’m really happy to finally meet you. You’re everything I’ve ever imagined.”

Felix, you would be told late, had mouthed the words along with you. The others immediately broke into cheers and your face burned with embarrassment, but you couldn’t bear to hide away from face because you would miss out on the look of pure amazement and shock that Seungmin sported.

“You … you’re my soulmate?”

“She all of our soulmate!” Changbin exclaimed.

“All?”

“I have 8 soulmates,” You explained, nodding towards the rest of the room. Seungmin looked at the others, his eyes furrowing. “Sorry you were the last to know. I didn’t know what to say, I wanted to make sure it was … sweet.”

“It is,” He muttered, still looking dazed.

“Good,” You whispered.

“Cute,” Jisung whispered, leaning in close to both of your faces.

Seungmin let out a groan, pushing Jisung’s face away. The others were all smiling like they were watching a rom com play out in front of them, Hyunjin even pressing his fists against his mouth to keep himself from making any noise. You rolled your eyes at them.

“Wait, what do you mean the last to know? How did Hyung figure it out?” Seungmin exclaimed, turning to Minho.

Changbin yelled something and Minho replied in Korean, Felix thankfully translating for you.

‘Body Glow’. He knew the moment you opened the door, your skin enveloped in a soft glow that only he would be able to see.

The others all started talking over themselves, and Felix didn’t even try to translate the sudden yelling and overlapping exclamations. Instead, he took the opportunity to pull you down onto the bed while burying his face into the crook of your shoulder like he had before, something you had a feeling would become common practice. Not wanting Seungmin to be left out, you grabbed his hand gently and pulled him down next to the two of you.

He squeezed your hand back.

There was an image forming in your head. Your head felt lightheaded from the amount of love you accepted, the world tilting from the soul bonds that were forming.

The bodies at your side, warm and comforting.

Changbin pushing Jeongin with a smile, the youngest pouting.

Jisung saying something that sounded like he was teasing them.

Hyunjin, laughing at the others, clapping his hands as he fell back.

Chan, smiling so hard that his eyes had closed, his body leaning completely on Minho

 And Minho, still staring at you with a smirk.

The pieces of the puzzle had finally completed your heart.

[unholywriters]

Chapter Five - New Teachings, new Friend

╰┈➤ Paring: Demon!changbin x male!demon reader

╰┈➤ Tags: poly!stray kids, poly!chan, poly!felix, poly!changbin, poly!hyunjin, poly!seungmin, poly!lee know, poly!jeongin, poly!han, possessive stray kids, demon AU, Sin AU, royalty AU, talks of hell, demon mentions

╰┈➤ Word Count: 7k

╰┈➤ Parts: teaser, 01, 02, 03, 04

╰┈➤ Taglist: @a-short-ass-disappointment @gnusihcom @felixneverbadd @hyunjinnnnnnnnnnnnnn @midlike

╰┈➤Summary: After waking up to see changbin and Chan standing above the coffin. The house now being filled with celebration before having to leave. That's when chan had to explain what was to happen next and refusal wasn't an answer so he made sure Changbin stayed near despite felix being near. So y/n was now stuck with changbin, but not everything is horrible now is it?

Sitting in the now dark room was confusing to me. One moment I was slowly getting pulled out the coffin by Changbin, he was alone and told me not to think too much about everything. But my mind was racing, I had just killed my family, but it felt short lived, like I should have done more to make them feel pain but I can't do too much. But I still felt dizzy while trying to get used to everything once again, like trying to take my first steps but the last look I saw on Changbin's face was like he knew I wouldn't have made it. Making me think of what Chan had said when I woke up in that pile. But when I woke back up, the room was dark. And everything felt stiff. But I kept my head up high and moved out of the bed. I rocked just to make sure I was awake before sitting up. Holding the edges of the bed felt like something was burning, looking down I see I was burning the bed when trying to keep myself steady. I didn't want to fall, but I needed to keep myself steady before standing up. I wonder if this is how new demons felt when they woke up for the first time. Trying to get a grasp on things once again only to feel like they had to start all over again.

The fire was spreading, but I felt at home in it. Like it was giving me energy, like I could do anything if I put my mind to it long enough. With one forceful push I stood up, but I could feel the surrounding fire bursting higher, making a loud whoosh sound behind me while I kept myself steady on the ground. Focusing on my breathing I looked at the door, my eyes now adjusting to the darkness, like I could see everything despite no lights being on. But then my ears got filled with sounds, I could hear people still chatting as if they were questioning things. Maybe questioning if I was going to wake up still or if this entire thing was a waste of time. Trying to focus on one thing, I heard footsteps coming closer while I tried to walk to the door. Trying so hard to get the ringing over with because it was messing with my head by the time I heard the door open. Looking over with a quick head turn, I saw someone’s outline. But after blinking a couple times, I could see it was changbin who seemed to be confused even. “Y/n? You.. woke up?” He sounded confused but also a bit…happy I think?

“Was I supposed to actually die or something?” I asked, I think sounding more annoyed than I already was. The ringing was getting to me but it died down slowly, fading into the background like everything else now that I could stand up more easily and just walk, nothing seemed to hurt anymore but I was used to the dark room, I can imagine the light's are still on downstairs and everything is loud as ever, but for now everything felt quiet. Like they were trying to listen in to the conversation just to see where it would go. “No, it usually takes longer than 30 minutes for a new demon to wake up but you woke up in just 10. The fastest one to wake up was I- the youngest who woke up in 15.” I could hear him getting closer, squinting my eyes to see him reaching his hands out to me, maybe to help me walk so I can understand things but I wasn't entirety too sure. “Is that why everything went quiet? Are they listening like I can hear them?”

He froze for a minute, almost like he wasn't thinking I wouldn't be able to hear things for now, maybe I wasn't supposed to but it just happened like nothing else was wrong. “You have a lot of things figured out given that you have had nothing demon related prior. can you see me in the dark?” “As if the lights were one but they aren't.” I could feel his touch while he lead me out of the room, walking to the door into the hallway. It felt like walking on a tip rope but it was still manageable. “Then the lights downstair might blind you for a while. I'll have to show you when the party is actually over.” “There's still more with this?” I thought that by now almost everyone would have left since I done the main show, maybe not to everyone's liking but just enough to keep them satisfied while they return to what they were doing any other day or even before this was all planned. What else was there for me to do? Show them I can barely walk and stand anything too bright as if I just woke up from a long sleep and the sun was now flashing in my eyes?

“Not a lot, it will show itself when we get downstairs.” Walking down the stairs seemed to somehow help with balance, but the room was still bright. But I could handle it even with the sounds piling back up like when you have headphones back on and everything is trying to play out at once. With there being very little what I can do but I handled it. Looking around everyone seemed to look at me with a curious look, like some were surprised to see that it was actually me, some wanted to see what else I could bring to the table, like watching a pawn slowly become more than a knight, but a queen. Though I do like the sound of that, I wasn't sure if it would be everything I'm thinking it would be from the start and I'm not sure if I want to push that, or rather if I have a choice if I don't want to push anything anymore. “Chan and Hongjoong are outside talking with hyunjin, I'll guide you there to make sure you don't fall.” I wanted to tell him no, that I could handle it since it felt like getting drunk when I was home alone. But this was more intense the way I get at home, but he stayed close while I walked.

Slowly getting the pop in my steps back felt like owning the stage again in its own way and that's what I liked to do when I would walk. Outside seemed to feel different somehow, like there was a pressing weight of tension waiting to see if anything would be different, but they weren't at the window spot I saw hongjoong at before getting here. Changbin took me to the garden that seemed to be private since no one else seemed to go back there without reason. It felt weird walking back there, but when we got further down, I saw hyunjin looking down while being tied up. His wings were being forced opened with chan having to stand to the side, his stance looked angry while someone else seemed to hold a sword that hongjoong was holding out to them. “Now what in the fuck is happening here?” I opened my mouth before changbin could, seeing hyunjin whip his head up to look at me, chan slowly looking over and relaxing. Hongjoong looked curious while the man with him, he seemed to look a little angry, but curious as well. “Oh thank you fucking flames you woke up.” Hyunjin looked more relived as his wings were able to now finally be lowered.

The robe vanishing from his hands while Chan moved closer to him. Helping him stand up while having a look that screamed worry, but I could see, no I could smell fear, something I don't think anyone else could smell. “Oh well, seonghwa you have an entire place to do cutting. Send the sword back home.” Hongjoong let out a small sigh, almost sounding disappointing while the taller man next to him let the sword vanish into flames before keeping his arms behind his back. Chan taking hyunjin away from the two, Hyunjin hissing while trying to move his wings since it seemed to have been painful being there in waiting for so long just to see if I was going to wake up or not. Hongjoong begun slowly walking over to me, that man staying behind him like he was waiting for another order, Changbin kept his arm over me, trying to keep me closer behind him while also making sure he looked as big as possible to keep the two of them far back as he could in this instance. “Alright alright, we won’t scare them too much come seonghwa, wooyoung still wants to make sure his best friend is still alive, then after that we can head home. I know you're itching to tear someone in half, aren't you?”

I watched them walk to the gates that came to the garden, hongjoong having a skip in each step while that taller man just kept walking. Looking back at the other two, Hyunjin stood up, his clothes still looked just fine, his hair being a mess, his eyes being wide while he was slowly calming down. Chan seemed to whisper things in his ear, making sure he was helping hyunjin calm down more before letting him go while me and changbin slowly got closer. I had questions; I wanted to ask so much but I knew the only person who had those answers would most likely be Chan, and he had his hands full and I knew better than to mess with someone trying to keep someone they see as family. Slowly looking over, even changbin looked worried as he got closer, trying to make sure he really was fine before we would've had to returned. But Hyunjin slowly stood up, shaking the hair out of his face before rolling his shoulders. Like this was just another day, and he was getting through it. Cracking his neck some while letting out a relaxed sigh before looking at all three of us, but focusing back to me. “All of this will be explained after we make a talk for the others alright? Don't worry about me till afterwards if I don't start jumping around.”

The moment he started walking, Changbin went after him. Watching him he wrapped his hands around Hyunjin while the two were walking to the gates to join the others while I turned to Chan. He slipped on his mask to cover his mouth, but I could still se his eyes despite how hard his expression looked. “So, I take it he's not really the best friend or brother?” I wanted to break the silence, he didn't seem like he wanted to move, that making himself move would take more energy than not. So I slowly got closer, remembering that this is someone who the others respect and that I'm now tied to. He looked at me, almost like he didn't want to answer but I didn't stop staring at him. Wanting to see if there was anything I could do despite how late I felt like I was. What would’ve happened if I too late, would I have been killed out of anger, anyway? I mean I would've done that in his shoes, probably make it show just because one of my closest friends got hurt. Watching him, he slowly let out a breath before getting tensed back up again. “He’s technically my brother, since our sections are close. But he likes to make bets, not just deals. And if he gets his way, he makes it brutal. The last thing he cut from my crew, it was the youngest tongue and I was too late to get to him because of a trap. It took him years to grow it back and feel comfortable talking to him, or even anyone again. If you didn't wake up, he would've lost his wings in a slow way that takes years to grow back. And hyunjin adores his wings, it would've taken him decades before he grew them back, maybe longer or shorter to forgive you.”

He didn’t look at me, but I have to remember something, these guys aren't just demon’s but Sin's, by the looks of it. “I would've let him torture me till he thought it was enough. Might not replace the pain, but I didn't think I fell back asleep after everything. What happened?”

“You climbed out of the coffin but everything was awakening at once. You were practically trembling while trying to get yourself together but it was taking such a toll that before anyone else reacted. You just screamed, if anything you shook the ground and broke the windows, making the guards even fall to their knees along with some demons. You almost made Hongjoong kneel, he was pissed so many people saw that but when you stopped, you just fell. You didn't move, didn't tremble and didn't even shake like most. But you just laid there till we got you inside.”

He sounded more impressed while staring at me while I was confused; I caused that much damage? I had a feeling that everyone here could handle things, but was my scream that bad? Did anyone else from the outside even hear that? “Changbin told me that for me to stand up and already see in the dark and hear everyone was advanced for me is it, really?” “Yes. Most panic because everything is dark, they can't see or hear anything and assume they're dead and panic till they slowly hear someone.” it made me curious, what else was I able to do if someone was there to help? Would I have to figure things out for myself? Well I doubt that, with how many boys in this group someone would end up teaching me about something's before letting me figure things that fit myself. But the question is who would bother with that? Since I haven't met, everyone yet still but clearly things happened and it was slightly rushed since some of them haven't really met me yet and tonight was more of a first- or well second impression of me.

“What happens when we get back?” Without saying a word, we walked back to the main place, he was silent still but as we got closer, I saw the others standing in the middle of the large living room, hyunjin showing off his wings as happy as he could while looking at us. I felt weird now, the eyes were on me and I could hear the whispers more, looking around at people and seeing how they stopped talking. Changbin was right, I must really be surprising her people here after my last performance. One of them got closer, his face seemed more serious, his hair slightly covering his face while rolling his shoulders, slowly taking my hands into his while we stood closer. “Sorry we didn't get to meet before this, my name is Minho, but everyone else calls me Lee know. It’s a pleasure to actually talk to you.”

I wanted to say something, despite the smile he was giving me, one hand felt warm and the other one felt cold, it felt weird but I don't think I had time to ask a question, our attention was moved to the top of the staircase, Chan standing there like he was used to having to give speeches even after something happened, makes me wonder how many times he's had to do this, only at the end of it all just to go back home and let it out in his own way.

“Thank all of you for coming and helping all of us welcome a new demon into the world of hell. One that seems to hold more promise than some expected, I hope the next time any of us ever meet, you can see just how much things have changed in the years to come.” The cheers were loud, like they those loud random rings you'd sometimes get in your ears even when your note doing anything to get be getting them in the first place but I stayed put. Lee Know was keeping me closer while we all were looking at Chan, who was slowly looking around the room but not so much at us. He was keeping his head up high despite everything that could happen at this moment. I was still nervous, what if someone wanted to ruin this? Or was this just because I was so used to my family doing the same thing that now I’ve just accepted that it could happen anywhere else if I was present and someone wanted to embarrass me just for the fun of it?

But despite all of that it was like people were slowly glowing, like as if they were walking into a fire and this was now their time to say goodbye and plan more things. It made me curious as I watched some of them before looking down; it wasn't them that was being surrounded by fire; it was us. I wanted to scream, thinking I was going to burn but before I could even do that. I was Now standing in a garden; it was larger than the one hyunjin was in; the flowers were more different, but so was the air. It was hot, but I wasn't sweating it just had that feeling of it. But I also felt lighter, but that didn't erase the confusion I still had. The sky wasn't blue anymore; it was a bright red yet it looked like there would be stares in the sky, bringing a sense of white to the sky that was filled with the sounds of faint screaming and flames burning in the distance. I was in hell, the place they say where screams are never ending and no matter where you look there is nothing but torture, fire and screams.

I wanted to let out another scream, like something was wrong but then I felt a squeeze. Whipping my head around faster than I thought, I looked over to Lee know, his eyes now a dark red but he also just seemed more relaxed than he was a few moments ago. “Me and Changbin will explain everything, you burned my hand without thinking, probably assuming I was trying to keep you warm but then you burned the floor. Your abilities are free flowing and we needed to get you somewhere that wouldn't burn. But this helps, since you would've had to come here by the end of the night.” He explained, letting go of my hands to shake off some embers that fell to the ground and fix his tie. I felt embarrassed somehow, like how do I end up nearly burning someone and not realize I'm doing it? Wouldn't I just get hotter? “And don't worry about the screams, we figured it would be better to walk you to the main house instead of just appearing inside, this is just the front walkway. It also gives us time to explain things without overwhelming you. Since your abilities are going to be tied to your emotions, it's best not to get you overwhelmed for the time being.”

I looked around the place, more so taking in the flowers and the path. The flowers looked like they would never die, blowing in the wind despite their bright colors, they were letting off embers that flew away. It was like those large field scenes you see in movies where you just have to look around and slowly take it all in before you move. This is going to be part of me now, makes me wonder if the church people my mother wanted to impress ever thought I would be the one on the other side of the spear they claimed would endlessly kill me for my ways of living. I walked with the two; they stayed in front of me and let me walk on my own; I was happy since this meant I could mess with the flowers more on the walk there. But I was also making sure I was paying attention and wasn't getting too side tracked not to listen or anything in that nature.

“This is our section of hell, Chan calls this side Maniac since we have a larger number of those who aren't…truly there but always thought nothing would hurt them and they could get away with their actions. But since we all have our own smaller sections to run trough, you'll have lessons from each. Which was how it was supposed to go but Hyunjin and I brought up how confusing that would be. Sure you’d only see us in your dreams but that would've made things more confusing from the start, and we don't have time for that.” Lee know seemed like he had his speech planned out, knowing what to say and when so I didn't have as many questions as I would before we would return. “I have a question though.” “Ask it. We have time.” “It's about hongjoong and the ones with him, what about them?” I looked at the two of them, Changbin turning to Lee know as if he didn't know if my question needed to be answered. Maybe I should've waited, but him and the ones he's close with are going to be a problem, maybe even more so than I was thinking.

Lee Know gave a nod, like the two of them were going to o back and forth talking about everything and now it was changbin's turn to talk. “Hongjoong is more ruthless, our sections are close, but different. He's friendly which helps in his favor when he’s talking to people, some spill things to him he doesn’t need to know but nearly all demons know better than to give in with some words he says.” “The what about the one with pink hair? He seemed more deadly/” “you will hear this name a lot, but that one is Seonghwa, also known as his right-hand man and isn't scared to get dirty, and I mean covered in blood and guts, and would still walk like nothing were to happen. He's dangerous because Hongjoong got cocky for picking someone he wanted. Someone who wouldn't fear those in power, but even he struggles to keep Seonghwa in check because he fears no one. Despite most of us being considered being stronger, he would still fight and nearly kill any of us for fun. Which is why when you and me got to hyunjin I moved you behind me, knowing if Hongjoong leaned closer to you, Seonghwa would've launched thinking it was a sign to scare or attack you just to show you a glimpse of what you would do. But not even we know what you c5na do or how to stop it if you were wanted to protect yourself, which I imagine you would, and that would've made things a mess from the start.”

We stopped and the two of them turned to me, changbin looking worried while Lee know was trying to conceal something, maybe the same worried look but was waiting on me to process everything just so I can make sure I'm not going crazy or freaking about that but I was just trying to put pieces together. “So he took seonghwa when they were human and basically molded him-they- into what he wanted but he basically made a weapon that doesn't even listen to him?” “He wanted to show Chan that he could make even the most kindhearted of people into people who would toy with your emotions while torturing you, but he went so far with Seonghwa that them feeling pain is something even he can barely do, but over the eons seonghwa has toned down. But no one really wants to challenge him still since his moves and fighting are unpredictable despite him only being second in command to a demon lord.”

I could only listen at that, someone who could fight the others despite his own strength I could only look before taking the sight of the house now in front of me. It was like those large one story mansions that were more spread out inside of stacked into a well-thought out plan. At least no one ever misses out on their steps even for one day. Despite the surroundings, the place was a bright and pure white, like it was reflecting what people have lost when they have arrived, their innocence. Even stepping on a step, it was marble. I never seen something like this, it was polished, like someone had just gotten this done and had to make a run for it before they were to be caught by the rest of us. It was something interesting, but I still wanted to know what exactly was I supposed to do here. Besides learn other things, couldn't I do that at home? Without losing a job I worked so hard to enjoy?

“You will come here every day, since you need to get used to this and other things. Before your shows and days off, yes we are using those. Demon's don get days off to sit around there is always something to do. And since you need teachings Changbin is one of the best teachers we have for combat and such, fighting chan wouldn't go easy on you and it would piss you off, it does for everyone. Think of it like classes, expect some of them might not be fun at all and you will be very annoyed that it feels like you have no free time. But you need to understand, these are important so you aren't left with a million questions but hold them in so you can't express things and don't get hurt trying to figure it out. That is the main goal here, and it's going to sound like we're talking a lot with very little actions. But they are important.”

Lee know seemed to have this more practiced out than changbin was prepared for, I think his mind was still racing and he was now having to deal with me on top of things he was already doing and or worrying about before I got here and now things were about to get more chaotic. But I gave him a nod before trying to look inside the house like a curious cat, I wanted to see what was in there. What all would be in there before anything else and where would I go if I tried to stay here. How would that even work if I had tried to stay there? Would it be like entering a castle? Maybe one of those that are left crumbling and your just left to wonder what all happened here and how? The doors seemed locked shut and I don’t think either of them are going to be opening it just yet. But something still didn't feel right about anything. Like something was wrong, and no one was telling me and I needed to figure it out without saying so.

I took one step back from the large windows and tried to focus on my surroundings. What was I missing that felt like it was right in front of me? I moved my hand around and it felt like ripping through paper. It made my eyes widen, quickly turning around with my hand still out and seeing how fast everything was changing. I looked to see that Lee know was vanishing as if he were never here, his face never changing despite his body doing so. The surrounding field became nothing but burned grounds with fire crackling under. The house had disappeared from view and I was at the edge, like if I tried to open the door, I would've fallen into the flames just under me and that would’ve been it most likely. Moving back as fast as I could, I moved my hand down and looked around to see changbin. He had a more stern look while he watched me, like that one teacher that gave you a test and wanted to see if you would fail it or surpass his expectations. His face stayed cold as he raised his head up, arms stayed behind his back before slowly walking over.

The embers flying around from under his shoes as if they were bringing more light just so I could see his face more. His dark brown eyes changing from dark brown to red with each step till he got close enough but still leaving some room between us. “I was wondering if you would notice something before falling and actually dying this time.” How was I supposed to react to this exactly? I can't swing at him even if I wanted to, he looked more focus so any attack would've been pointless if I tried to. So I stood up straight, attempting to make myself look taller than I actually am despite him leaning down closer to me just to make sure our eyes stayed locked together. “What was all of that?” I tried to make my voice sound steady, watching a grin form on his face despite how innocent his face looked, head titled to the side like a cat just watching you do something in the corner knowing they can't talk to you.

“An Illusion. Well, minus the questions you asked about Seonghwa, those are real. But the house? You may be close but that is something you have to earn to see, it doesn't exactly look like that. It is true, you will be there, but you will be limited to the rooms needed for the day ahead before getting to see anything or anyone outside. Since we don't need you to be distracted for your studies and teachings.” His voice, it reminded me of honey, on the surface it was smooth and easily spread out, having a glow to it that made you want to focus on it but honey is sticky, if dried up it can even become to get out of no matter how much you try ti get out of it.

“So where are we exactly now?” “We're at the demon house, don't get me wrong. Just in one basement. This is where we fight and make sure you can tell when things feel wrong. Seonghwa is tricky and enjoys pushing new demons like you to the limit so he can kill you. Knowing hongjoong can barely keep up and would one day get surpassed if he isn't keeping up, but you need to stay strong and be able to tell when something is wrong.” Rolling his shoulders in his coat along with his neck, I watched it vanished even before he turned to look at me. His eyes having a dead look despite the redness in them, fire reflecting off of him like it was kissing him, but his arms showed a different story. Like they were ready to protect him or show off if they needed to and I needed to find a way to be prepared for what was about to come my way whether I wanted to.

The hard part of this is going to be fighting in heels, trying to stand my ground and making sure I don't get knocked off if he plans to throw attacks to me. But damn can I at least change first? I'm still in the outfit they gave me earlier at the party. I wonder if people are watching just to make sure I'm not just a pretty demon and that I'm actually having to do things. It makes me wonder about Seonghwa, the look in their eyes while they looked at hyunjin. like they were enjoying watching him slowly shake waiting for me. The way he didn't need to smirk or grin because his eyes showed it all. I don't know what it was, maybe me thinking about it and seeing how he looked up at me and Changbin when I finally said something. But when I finally blinked I was holding Changbin's hand, not in a loving way but as in me holding his fist, my eyes wide as I looked up at him but tried to keep the shock to myself.

His face stayed the same, but he raised a brow along with hearing a sizzle, it was his hand burning and mine getting hotter. But the color wasn't red like fire, it was black. With nothing there to bring any form of light into the flames, just a void that would move around flames would do. It made him pull away and look at his hand, there was a quick moment where he looked more surprised than me before keeping his face neutral once again, it made me wonder was that hurting him? I wanted to ask him a question, but something told me to duck, to get out of the way before he gets closer and I did. In doing so, I saw him appear with his hand like he was ready to grab me but I ducked down before he could, rolling over my outstretched leg and away from the edge. I turned to look at him; he looked more surprised, his head turns being slow. Like he was waiting to see if I would do anything else but I didn't know what I was doing or how even. I just had that feeling like if I didn't move, something would happen.

He said nothing for what felt like an hour, staring at me as if he were collecting his thoughts before he even thought about trying to say anything. But what could I do? “You're not doubting your instincts. But you move faster than you think you do. You're learning fast, but you also don't have a clue of how you're doing it.” I slowly stood up, looking at him while he slowly but fully turn to meet me. He sounded curious, maybe trying to see if anyone was trying to give warnings to his moves but how would they know what he was going to do? I highly doubt he does the same things repeatedly before trying to attack someone. It wouldn’t make any sense of him to do so. “Then again, given the things you’ve went though it makes sense you've learned to actually trust yourself quicker than others and then ask questions later just to be sure to see if it's even safe to do so. That's not a bad thing to do, in fact it even benefits you.” Holding his hand out, swirling flames around it like water, he created a spear, nothing too sharp but I can imagine nothing too dull either just to make sure I put effort into it.

Tossing it over to me, he did the same thing again and held one himself, dragging the sharp end across the ground while pacing slightly but his eyes never once leaving me. “What do you mean?” “Your used to being on your toes when you know the situation is tense, so if you need to pounce you can, if you need to run you run. But if you need to bite, you bite.” I wanted to relax, to put this weapon down and just ask how does he know these things about me when this is my first time talking to him, but he moved fast and attacked again, but this time spear in one hand with the other behind his back. Yet somehow the spear, no. Somehow I was stopping each movement, each time a hit was made, even if it was close and I didn't attack, it was still close and I was mainly trying to push him back, which was hard to do given his size and everything. I wasn't making progress, but one thing was clear to me, he was struggling to keep me in one spot since he was having to keep his eyes more focused on me and barely anything else.

I don't know how, but before he could strike once again, and he was moving quickly, but I kicked him back, causing him to stumble a bit before looking at me again. His shock showing more while I just stood there, spear in both my hands while I was trying to keep myself steady on the heels I was wearing because holy shit was that sharp. Maybe that was why he was surprised, because the heel was sharp and I used it to my advantage and kick him back so I can get some space between us and just overall keep him on his toes. This went on for what felt like hours, the weapons never changed the entire time but it was clear we were going until one of us felt tired or feel to our knees and couldn't get up. But it wasn't me, who was backing down, well no that's really a Lie. I was close to it despite changbin not using anything other than a spear and determination in his eyes.

I think I broke a heel at some point and kicked my shoes off but that was a dumb move, once I could actually feel the ground is when I wanted to give up, my feet were burning, the pain wasn't something I'd think would bother me but I haven't been near fire this close. But changbin being the man he is, he kept me distracted to the point I almost forgot about it till he made our spears vanish and picked me up off the ground. My feet now cooling off but the cool air was both relaxing and painful to feel but I didn't mind it. I could rest now and I was happy with it. I got to live out a dream of mine, being carried by a man with buff arms like a princess. “We went longer then I thought we would, you make this way more exciting than I thought would happen.” I wanted to tease him about it, but when I blinked we were back in my room after what felt like so long without being in here. I wanted to jump in joy because I missed my bed so much.

He slowly set me down, I turned to him with a smile and an offer. “Wanna stay for some food?” Within minutes, his serious Demeter had changed, and he was excited, his clothes changed from their serious all black to some fuzzy pj's while he ran me some shower water since I had a feeling I would fall asleep if I took a bath right now, but he was more than happy to help with cooking something to eat. I don't remember what we made, not because I was tired and felt like the day was driving me crazy, but because he was being silly and it was hard not to laugh and I didn't know if he was always like this or if was because I offered food and us to relax on my bed since that was the only place I wanted to be. I was just more than happy to be home after everything.

??? POV

200 years. It has been 200 years before another demon had come into the picture of everything here, the last demon that was here I ate slowly. Watching them lose their mind and didn't know who to trust despite being warned so many times. Falling for my lies and charm like it was a spider web they just couldn't see it, despite the screams of other bugs warning them. But they were always sweet to eat, finally so broken they had no fight left in them despite having no soul, but still. Eating them was amazing, but this one…y/n… the first one in such long showing up. I almost wanted to laugh when I heard about that stupid party. I didn't want to go, but I had to out of respect and so I went, I smelled him the moment he walked out of the car and got close enough to us. Sure they were handsome, but I was used to seeing handsome men around and most I couldn't touch so what was the use? Them killing their family was boring, there wasn't any flare to it, just stabbing and them passing out. But when they tried to get closer, I wanted to be a tease and act like I was going to kill him, but that scream…

That power, that feeling was something that shocked me, they fell back asleep and I wanted to eat hyunjin's wings just to watch him try so hard to stay confident with no wings to show off. It was something I always thought of doing, but he came back, he looked pissed and I wanted to laugh at it, but I didn’t And then watching him fight, it almost was cut too short before they were fighting changbin like he wasn't so much stronger and taller than him. But he made it worth the watch, the way they moved, jumped around and simply just pushed him back was enough to keep me interested. Mostly those who touch the grounds give up because the pain is too much but y/n had a point to prove clearly. I like you y/n. I want to eat you after you've been broken beyond saving.

[hyunsvngs]

I have an idea for an a/b/o-adjacent/hybrid au fic?

okay so imagine: bunny hybrid reader who is getting increasingly frustrated by their sexual partners. everyone has heard the phrase ‘fuck like rabbits’ and they are especially tired of it. like yes, it’s true, bunny hybrids have a higher sex drive. and while their partners are always excited about this fact, they always end up disappointed. they all tap out before poor bunny!reader is fulfilled, so this phrase is a blessing and a curse for them. lots of people are interested in fucking them, but none of their encounters are ever what they need.

now cue bunny!changbin with the same problem, except he’s a bit nicer than bunny!reader and always lies to his partners about getting his fill as to not hurt any egos. but he is perpetually blue-balling himself because his partners always get totally fucked out before he’s really fulfilled. and on one hand he’s a little proud because his partners always get off at least, but he’s getting desperate.

they both, separately, confide in kitty!felix who lends a sympathetic ear while secretly plotting how he’s going to help his horny bunnies find each other. and he finally decides that he wouldn’t mind being there to lend a helping hand (he’s tried helping them both tbh but even his high libido can’t compare with them). so we get binlixreader threesome, where the bunnies get to play with felix before fucking each other. felix gets fucked out (of course) and resigns to curling up in a blanket and sipping some water while the bunnies are left to entertain each other.

and it’s going really well because by this point they’re quite comfortable with each other, and both so horny out of their minds that they just want to get on with it. and they are literally just fucking, like desperately riding each other through multiple orgasms and into overstimulation. but they both need it so bad and don’t want to stop. and even though they’re horny animals, binnie is still a gentleman so he has to check in like: “are you good? do you need a break?” and reader is thinking ‘oh no, this is it’ but is like “yeah, I’m fine. do you need a break?” and bin is like “no no, this is so good. like, please tell me when you want to stop but also I can’t imagine stopping right now” and reader is like “oh perfect, same. like don’t push yourself, but also just keep fucking me please”

so felix is just like, there (lol) waiting for them to tire each other out. he takes a nap, eats a snack, has a shower. the bunnies with their crazy low refractory periods probably have less than a minute breaks before they’re on top of each other again. felix eventually just leaves them be until they finally finish, then he comes in and makes them hydrate and quickly wipes them clean. and both of them are insatiable for another reason now, because they’re super sleepy and fucked out. so they whine and beg for felix to cuddle them and he’s like “oh my god, you’re both so needy” but does end up wedged between them while he coaxes them into eating snacks and pets their floppy ears. and he’s like “that was hot, but you two need to learn some self-control. do you know what time it is?” and they’re both like “mh-hm, m’okay, kisses please” 

and felix sighs and just decides to let his bunnies rest while he handles all the aftercare. which sort of ties into actual animal behavior, because cats view themselves as the dominant one when they groom other animals but rabbits view themselves as the dominant one when they’re being groomed. but anyway, felix continues to take care of his bunnies whenever they need him and they are also happy to dote on him when he needs a bit of love

anyway, byyyye (🌨️ anonnie)

HOLY FUCK

[sungbeam]

𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐝

nonidol!eric sohn x f!reader

1.7k words, YO! SUGGESTIVE, college au, kissing, swearing, mentions of drinking, the bra comes off but nothing explicit (uh minors... DNI), his shirt comes off, barely proofread bc i wrote this on impulse and tis late for me

a/n: i let my impulsive and intrusive thoughts win.

Hands—his hands were everywhere. Anywhere he could fit his palms, his fingers against and into—every curve and crevice would not be leaving untouched. He burned his prints into your skin, signed his name with his lips, tongue, voice.

"This okay?" He murmured against the column of your throat. He could probably feel the way your pulse raced at his touch as you arched yourself into him.

Your breath hitched, his lips pressing feather-light kisses, his fingertips dancing along the bottom hem of your shirt. "More—more than okay," you exhaled, tangling your fingers in his hair.

He gave a groan of approval from the hollow of your throat, then swiftly moved back up to capture your lips for himself and steal your breath away.

(before.)

"Yn." At the feeling of a nudge to your side, you turned to your friend Jisung whose face was fitted with the widest, shit-eating grin. "You know that guy's been checking you out all night, right?"

He inclined his head toward your 4 o'clock, and you curiously followed his gaze to see what he was talking about.

You caught sight of him across the room—red ball cap, white dress shirt with nearly half the buttons undone, exposing the smooth skin beneath and the chain hanging from his collar. He nodded at you, tongue poking the inside of his cheek as he smiled.

Your heart went and did a row of cartwheels.

You and Jisung had come with a group of friends to this one party tonight. There were no expectations, really, only that you had all Rock-Paper-Scissored and Felix was forced to DD. Jisung and you had lost the others pretty fast, but you hadn't minded the bit of one on one time you got with him. (You liked to claim you didn't have favorites, but Han Jisung was a little difficult to not love.)

"You know him?" Jisung asked you after draining whatever was left in his plastic cup. He gave a grimace at the burn down the back of his throat.

"Uhm yeah, actually." You smiled, lifting a brow. "Eric Sohn. Plays shortstop for the uni baseball team." Yeah, you knew him, alright. You never missed a baseball game, even since high school, and that tradition had yet to stop in college. Sometimes, you would even go with your other friend Seungmin, if he had time. It was something that reminded you a lot of life in your hometown, where all your closest friends would hit the neighborhood field to play a round or two. Of course, constantly being in the stands meant that someone was bound to notice your presence.

Maybe he'd finally figured out you weren't there for anyone in particular.

A crease formed between Jisung's brows. "What the fuck's a shortstop?—You know what? I don't need to know," he said with a shake of his head. He turned his body toward you, extending his hand, "Dude's coming this way, so I won't step on your toes."

You passed Jisung an incredulous look, but clasped his hand with yours. "Just say you don't wanna cockblock me, Ji."

He laughed. "Hey, you said it this time, not me! Use protection, my friend," he teased, patting you on the shoulder before taking his leave and melding with the crowd.

You rolled his eyes, but your heart still thundered in your chest. Jisung said Eric was on his way over to you, and you were a little nervous to turn around and look—

"I've kind of been wondering about something."

Here he is. You whirled around and came face to face with the man in question. From up close, his jawline was even sharper than it looked from all the way up in the bleachers, his hands veiny all the way down his forearms. And his shirt seemed to be hanging on just enough to leave something for the imagination, but you were sure your imagination would be pretty on the nose anyway. His smile was even prettier this close and there was something boyish about its edge that threw you for a loop. He braced an arm against the wall next to you, and you saw the glint of his silver watch and the rings adorning his fingers.

"And what would you be wondering?" You prompted with a small tilt of your head.

"What's a girl as pretty as you doing alone all the time?" He asked. "I've been racking my brain for an explanation, and none of my teammates say they know you."

"Maybe I'm just looking for a good time," you replied airily, leaning toward him slightly. Then it came to you, the replays of him on the field, the way he so effortlessly caught your attention like he turned double plays. "And someone who knows what he's doing, I suppose."

His smile widened a sliver, following your lead. "And what can I do to prove to you that I do?"

You could smell the expensive, but subtle cologne lingering on his skin and clothes over the smell of the party around you. Your eyes darted down to his lips and you saw him do the same to you. "Come a little closer and find out."

(now.)

He was addicted to the taste of you—couldn't stop and didn't plan to stop until he traced every inch of you with his mouth. Eric had lost his cap at some point between meeting you and getting you alone in this room. It was dark, it was hot—you were hot. Your skin was on fire, there was sweat dripping down the back of your neck. Your hands were in his hair, but he wanted them on his body, in his pants, and still in his hair.

You gave a tug as he pressed his tongue into your mouth, a pretty whine coaxed from you. God, you were so pretty. So pretty and perfect and—he couldn't believe you were single.

His nose slotted against yours, his knee sliding between your thighs and keeping your knees from buckling. He kept you up by his own strength and the wall behind you.

You broke for air and he dove for your neck. "Eric," you managed to say between breaths, the top of his head tickling the bottom of your chin.

He hummed, hands squeezing your sides. "I'm gonna stick my hands under your shirt," he rasped when he pulled back to look you in the eyes, a silent question of permission.

"Be my guest."

"You're cute," he chuckled, leaning over to press a kiss to your lips.

You smiled. "I can say the same about you." You reached for his face with both of your hands, feeling goosebumps rise on your skin as his hands inched up under your shirt. "Now let me eat you up, Eric Sohn."

You could taste his laugh on your tongue. "Mmh—fuck, I like the—the sound of that."

And you were all too soon consumed and suffocating on him again, choking on the feel of muscle beneath your hands that moved to grip his shoulders; ascending, as he pressed himself against you, until no air existed between your bodies. Your mind was blank, all that laid upon your tongue was his and his name.

Eric, Eric, Eric…

"Can I take your shirt off?" You asked between kisses, catching his bottom lip between your teeth for a spell.

His forehead rested against yours, noses slotted beside each other. He braced an arm against the wall by your head while the other wrapped around your waist. "Oh my god, please."

Lazily, he kissed you again, and he somehow made your toes curl even more.

He would turn his eyes downward to watch your fingers slide each button out of its slit, the curtains of his white shirt slowly falling open. And he would find your lips again, one kiss rewarded for each buttoned freed.

Eric shrugged the garment off and it fluttered to the floor. With your eyes adjusted to the dark and the minimal light streaming in from beneath the door, you could trace the hard lines of his arms and stomach. Line by line.

"You're beautiful," you blurted out suddenly. Inwardly, you winced; dear god, you hoped you didn't just kill the mood.

Instead, though, he giggled. No one had ever called him beautiful before, at least, not to his face. Eric cupped the back of his neck with boyish glee, then moved to hold your cheek. "I'm gonna kiss you for that."

That was so fine by you.

He made good on his word and dove for your mouth, expertly catching the back of your head with his hand for cushion against the wall. And if you hadn't had the wall for support, you were certain the force of his kiss would have you bending over backwards.

Your fingers dug into his arms for good measure. Heat pooled in your belly, a fire that kept you fueled and was fanned by Eric-motherfucking-Sohn.

He groaned into your mouth, an awfully delicious sound. "Bra clasp? Wanna feel you, baby."

As everything seemed to be, permission was granted immediately.

His fingers flew up your shirt again and cupped you through your bra. You felt him wrap around your body, nimbly flicking at the clasp—

There was a hurried and loud knock on the door, and you both jolted in surprise.

"Occupied!" Eric barked, hands stilling over the place where your strapless bra had been two seconds ago.

"Eric? It's Kevin! It's an emergency." Someone's voice—Kevin's—echoed through the locked door. He didn't even bother to jiggle the handle.

You saw a muscle feather in his jaw, and he carded a hand through his damp, dark hair. Conflict flickered in his eyes, from you, to the door. "One minute, hyung."

You heard footsteps retreat from outside.

Eric leaned down and scooped up your bra and his shirt from the floor, handing you your garment with a sigh. "Sorry for cutting this short," he murmured, cupping the back of your head affectionately.

Your smile was easy, and you swiftly reset your clothes and hair. "Don't worry about it. It sounds important."

"If it's Kevin, then it probably is," he agreed. He'd finished buttoning up his shirt halfway.

When you reached for the doorknob, Eric spun you back around towards him and swooped in for a kiss that made your head spin around. His tongue swiped over your bottom lip, a last taste for now. "I'm not done with you yet, though, Yn."

You bit back your grin. "I was betting on that, Sohn."

read the sequel here!

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[ughtyrell]

Abusive Felix Catton AU

Alright so continuing from the second ending of the Obsessive Felix post I made. (This post this gets a little intense and violent at some parts so watch out. Though I cant help myself from imagining a funny end to all my posts so you get that at least.)

Just poor Ollie alright, thinking he's such a lucky guy to be graced with Felix's friendship, one that he didn't even need to lie much for! Loving how attentive Felix is and how much he pushes others away just so he can hang out with Oliver. It's everything he's ever wished for and more. Way more actually.

He didn't mind when Felix was pushing people away at school because he didn't care about any of them. But now at Saltburn he wants to know Felix's family. He wants to make a spot for himself there so he can belong with Felix. But it seems Felix doesn't want that. Is he ashamed of Oliver? Does he not want Oliver to be welcomed by them? It makes him upset and sad so he brings it up with Felix.

Who then asks Oliver if he'd rather hang out with his family than with Felix himself? Is he here to get closer to The Cattons or Felix? Really bad form Ollie. 😕

When Oliver panics and rushes to explain that no of course not! Felix shushes him and forgives him, rubbing his hands in Olivers upper arms to calm his panicked breathing and tells Oliver that he doesn't think any of that really. But, isn't Oliver here to be with Felix? Why does he need to hang with the others? Isn't he enough Olls? 🥺 Of course, of course he's enough! Oliver just let his silly insecurities get ahead of him, sorry Felix.

Another time Oliver brings up the bruises Felix leaves on him. His wrists and random spots up his arms and shoulders marked by Felix. Felix is devastated. Saying how sorry he is, that sometimes he just can't control his strength and Oliver is just so much smaller and more fragile than Felix. Especially with how Oliver has such naturally pale skin, it must make Oliver so easy to bruise. And that...makes sense to Oliver. Okay, it's okay Felix.

Oliver starts to have quiet doubts. He feels strangely not happy and he can't figure out why? He has Felix. Felix absolutely adores Oliver and treats him so well, so why isn't he happy?

He wants someone to talk to but Felix is already insecure about Oliver getting close to his family so he can't do that. But then Oliver is left alone for a moment, Felix having gone to do something saying he'd be right back. A family member spots Oliver, Farleigh lets say, who decides to use this opportunity to talk to Oliver. Asks if Olivers noticed anything strange with Felix. When Oliver hesitates Farleigh goes on to say that while he doesnt care for Oliver, Felix's actions have been seeming really fucked lately. Just tell him if somethings wrong. (Please just tell him he's just seeing things, tell him something isn't wrong.) It doesn't go well because Felix does come back and sees them and is instantly incensed. Asking what they're doing but it comes out harsh and biting. Both of the two panic a bit and it makes them seem so guilty and it only makes Felix angrier. Dragging Oliver off in a rush, not paying attention to how Oliver says he's hurting him. Ignoring the look Farleigh is giving him.

They get into a bit of a argument. Felix angry because he thought they talked about how Felix is the one Oliver is here for. And Oliver getting upset because he didn't do anything wrong. He was just waiting for Felix when Farleigh came up to chat with him. Was he supposed to tell Farleigh to piss off? He was only asking if Oliver was alright.

And it's both the right and wrong thing to tell Felix. Because Oliver should've told Farleigh to piss off but, he's right, Oliver was just being good and waiting, it's not his fault Farleigh doesn't know how to not bother what's Felix's. And why is Farleigh suddenly interested in how Oliver is doing??? Farleigh who was the only family member that Felix didn't care to actively stop from interacting with Oliver simply because they already don't and if they do then they're bickering. Suddenly Felix is suspicious of him.

And that's really bad for Farleigh because now, Oliver wants to talk to him. Continue their conversation and will be trying to talk to him the next chance he gets. (Why does Oliver feel like he has to hide this from Felix? He's allowed to talk to others right? But, Felix gets so upset. It'd be better to just wait for another opportunity where Oliver is alone so Felix doesn't get upset.)

It blows up, Felix catches Oliver trying to sneak away and confronts him in a hallway. Oliver is defending himself. He wasn't sneaking anywhere, he's his own person and if he wants to wonder off he can! If he wants to go find someone to chat with, he can! Felix can't just-!

Felix raises his hand against Oliver. Sending him to the floor and then it's dead quiet.

Then it's loud with Felix apologizing and trying to see the damage and tearing up and explaing how he didn't mean to do that! Please forgive him Oliver! Oliver is just so important to him and he can't stand the thought of someone like Farleigh or anyone stealing him away. Oliver doesn't say anything but wonders why Felix would even think that. Is that a normal worry? But then tears are running down Felix's cheeks and Oliver pushes the thoughts away and reassures Felix he's okay. Just shocked. Which starts up Felix's apologies again, don't hate him please Ollie?? You can't hate me it was an accident! And Oliver agrees and reassures he doesn't hate Felix, just help him up.

If anyone saw this no one comes forward. At the breakfast table though everyone sees how Olivers cheek is red and swollen. How Felix looks incredibly guilty. Oliver tells them it was a accident when asked if he's alright and what happened.

Farleigh who has been dealing with seeing signs he doesn't want to see and maybe saw the whole thing earlier can't help but make a snide remark about the bruises. Asking if those were all accidents too. And Oliver who didn't think to hide the bruises because, yes, Felix said those were all accidental too so why would he hide them, suddenly feels exposed when asked about them in his context. Suddenly he's all too aware of the clear finger like bruises on different places across his arms. He freezes for a moment and instinctively covers one but quickly realizes how guilty that looks. Of course he says, they're accidents. When it's a bit too silent for a few seconds he goes on to say, we rough house and I'm much smaller and more fragile than Felix, these things happen. Immediately thinking back to what Felix said about the bruises.

It's the perfect excuse the table needed, any excuse would've done really even if it's spotty but Elspeth is eager for anything to hide the ugliness that was being implied at her table. She laughs, high and no where near genuine as she playfully scolds her son. Telling him to be more gentle with poor Ollie, he does seem a great deal more delicate. Sir James letting out his own laugh and agreeing with his wife. And soon, the subject is dropped and moved away from. Even if it's on the back of The Cattons minds.

Oliver spends the day laying in bed alone thinking, having told Felix he was going to rest today. Felix who is still feeling guilty, while not liking it one bit, agreed. Of course he comes in an hour later to check and when he sees Oliver awake he barges in. Though when Oliver isn't saying anything he gets more and more frantic until he makes his way into Olivers bed as well. Where he pulls Oliver close and asks if Oliver is actually mad at Felix? Please say no. And Oliver is just a man, a weak, weak man who has Felix's arms around him and soft voice telling him not to be mad. Which he wasn't really, just confused and lost. But that all takes a back seat again once Felix is here to sweet talk him and even hold him!!

It all escalates obviously. Felix accidentally hurting Oliver, Oliver feeling confused but forgiving him and the family sometimes accidentally witnessing some of these moments and then ignoring the marks when seated together to eat, rinse and repeat.

Until one day there's a louder than usual commotion happening. Felix and Olivers voices echoing across Saltburns hallways loudly. Summoning the inhabitants, from family to the workers. Who all stumble on the scene of Oliver attempting to run away from Felix who catches him in the main entry way. Holding him as Oliver struggles to get away and yelling to let him go! Let him go! And Felix screaming louder NO!

At first, no one knows what's happening. Why is this happening? Did Oliver do something?

Then tears are falling Olivers cheeks as he says he just wants to go home. Felix please I just want to go home now, let me leave!

Felix isn't moved by the tears and only tightens his grip, shaking Oliver, saying he doesn't understand why Oliver would want to leave. It doesn't make sense to leave Saltburn, Ollie just stay! How hard is it to listen?!

Oliver screams that Felix can't listen. Why does he need a reason to go home? Can't he just want to go home? Felix you can't keep him here against his will!

Then just want to stay here then!! It's not fucking hard! And Felix raises a fist and sends Oliver to the ground once again. Another dead silence before Oliver is glaring up at Felix from his place on the floor and starts yelling at Felix again. Why are you always doing that?! You say you want me to stay but then you do stupid shit like that!!!

Felix only huffs and glares right back. I wouldn't need to do that if you just stayed put and didn't try to run away!

It only makes Oliver let out a incredulous laugh. Yeah right Felix! How many times have you said you wouldn't do it again? How many times have you cried you're sorry and that it was a accident and promise it wouldn't happen again. Ollie please don't leave. It'll be better, then you go and do it again anyway??? You- you sounds like, like an abusive prick and I'm the idiot victim who forgives you everytime!! It's ridiculous Felix! Just let me go home! I don't want to be here! I don't want to be near you! I think I'm starting to hate you and I fucking hate that!! I don't want to hate you you're my best friend!

And Oliver runs out of steam. Left trying to catch his breath while on the floor. While Felix stays looming over him, hands at his sides constantly opening and closing his fists. Everyone else in the room a silent audience. Then Felix questions in a low voice that is heard by everyone. Abusive prick? Hate me? You want to see an abusive prick Ollie? Then Felix lunges for Olivers exposed throat and starts to strangle him.

For a moment no one reacts, no one believes what they're seeing, then they hear Oliver gasping and choking, see him clawing at Felix's hands on his throat and Sir James is yelling at the help the do something. Elspeth is covering her mouth in horror at something so, so, raw and grotesque, what is her baby son doing? Farleigh is stress gripping his hair while Venetia tears up and uselessly screams at Felix to stop it.

Staff run and grab Felix, attempting to pry him off Oliver but it's too late by the time they manage too because Felix lifts Oliver up and down quickly by the throat. His head hitting the ground with a sickening crack and he goes limp. Felix lets the staff drag him off.

In the distance you can hear Farleigh hysterically say oh fuck.

What is the meaning of this? Sir James shouts at his own son, red in the face angry. At Felix who shrugs off the staff and takes a calling breath, pushing his hair back once before facing his family only to say. Sorry you had to see that. Especially you mum, I know you hate ugly things and that got pretty ugly. I'll talk to Ollie about it so it won't happen again. Now, please get the doc here to take care of Oliver and once that's done would someone put him back in his room?

Everyone there stares at him in disbelief. All except the doctor who someone had already fetched earlier, they don't stop moving until they're beside Oliver and doing a check up to see what treatment he will need and if he's even alive. The rest are in a state of shock from what happened and Felix's unconcerned attitude.

In the end, when the family tries to confront him about what he just did Felix is unapologetic except for the fact he made a scene. When they try to send Oliver off, even just to the hospital, Felix says it doesn't matter if they do send Oliver anywhere, he knows where Oliver lives and they go to Uni together, Felix will just bring him back. So SIr James orders their personal Healthcare staff to take care of Oliver. Who is relatively alright. He passed out mostly do to the strangulation rather than the head wound at the end, it just shocked him and made him faint.

Felix is happy, the family and staff are disturbed. Oliver is just trying to recover and figure out how to keep Felix happy so this doesn't happen again. He gets it eventually and they live happily ever after because Oliver ends up really liking how much effort Felix went to, to get Oliver to stay. Really flattered and once Felix gets that Oliver actually wants to stay now and has a stark raving mad crush on Felix he feels more secure. Turns out he just didn't know how to deal with his homosexual feelings for his best friend.

Farleigh mentions stockholme syndrome at the table once and Oliver laughs and says maybe. Felix asks what that is and Farleigh is forced to explain it and looks like he regrets bringing it up. Felix laughs once he understands and makes the joke that his courting method seems to be a well tried and proved method. The rest except Oliver don't find it that funny but politely chuckle along.

So basically we're back to the original ending from the first post but took a longer route.

[cyanbugremix]

Reductive Audio #7 Spoilers

Uhh this is just a list of my favorite facts from the reductive audio

All d(a)emons are ambidextrous, and Ivan is left-handed, but the cool part is that Ivan became ambidextrous when Vega was controlling him (idk is that cool?? It's interesting for sure)

Brachium has only ever experienced vanilla extract through the memories of the dead.

Caelum on the other hand has made a "Vanilla Extract Tumblr Cake" (one of those polls where people "bake a cake" and it has too much vanilla extract voted for, i think) and it turned out horrible!

In Mario games, Elliot was forced to play as Luigi by Aaron, because of his at home nickname being "Ell/L" and Luigi starts with an L (you get the gist. It sounds the same)(Elliot wanted to be toad tho)(Aaron would play as Mario)

Gavin technically can and has pretended to read a book, he just has never actually committed to doing so

Lasko is scared of heights even though he knows that he could catch himself if he were to fall, so he thinks the fear is annoying

Damien peut parle français (Where did Damien learn french?? At home? School? As a hobby?)

Ash was taller than David, until David hit puberty and shot up (thus the big guy nickname came to be)(Seriously tho. So many boys would shoot up in like 3 months during summer break and be wayy tall when we'd get back to school and I was always amazed that someone could grow that tall that quick)

Oof T-T Sam was close with his Grandma Adeline (Adelene?), and when she passed he went back home to Mont Blanc to say goodbye to her grave (he snuck into the cemetery at night because he was a vampire by then)

Kody was gonna originally be involved with Closeknit, but then his character was taken in a different direction (makes lots of sense. He would be a closeknit guy)

Huxley was the fastest kid in his grade because he was obsessed with Bionicles (specifically pohatu with the mask of speed) (omg i forgot about bionicles until I looked them up again. I never did anything with them but I remember them)

Milo doesn't drink alcohol because he doesn't want to find out if he can get addicted to things as easily as his dad

Avior has HEARD of Gavin but never met him before

Oldest 3 d(a)emons in order: Polaris (Dead), Vega (dead for a bit but alive again), Ursa (elation daemon)

Camelopardalis has been in therapy for 2 years to work through the the bad memories that he had to keep of the whole Vega and Ivan problem (and he hasn't wiped his therapists memories yayy!!)

Arden took out the second most shades (David is the winner in taking out the most) during the Inversion, and Christian and her defended the VIP box through the whole night, even when Christian couldn't stay in wolf form

Kelsey started the Chrissy nickname! (Arden and Asher use it the most)

Aaron, when Elliot's powers first manifested, would imagine what it was like to be magical (He wanted to be a "Warder" and do force field stuff)

BLAKE WAS GOING TO ORIGINALLY BE CALLED CARVER OMG

Zeke (Member of Closeknit) drinks "Cactus Cooler" (orange and pineapple soda)

Xavier (contra-elemental) was originally supposed to survive the inversion

Bailey's mother is beta of the Keaton pack

DJ Anxiety (Hudson) still makes mixes, he just hasn't done live DJ-ing since the Inversion

Gregory Keaton doesn't exist in the Fooliverse (his parents never met in that AU)

Anton doesn't like gore, and bcuz of that he prefers black and white horror movies (modern ones often have too much gore in them) (Such a vibe for him)

Brachium was the last serenity daemon created by Min'Ara's own hands

E'Laetum has a grudge against Vega because Vega was specifically built to be the opposite of Polaris (even tho the dude didn't have a say in his creation)

Quinn sounded like he was interested in turning Darlin' (but they never could figure out if he was serious or not)

Hush was supposed to originally be apart of one of Echo's "deals"

Porter's maker was a dude named Felix, who got executed because Felix seemed to really like creating progeny (as well as being horrible to them)

Alexis resents Porter for becoming William's favorite when he wants someone to go out and do whatever, because Alexis does more "collateral damage" than Porter

(And there's cool Vampire lore from The Summit vampires from 26:18-27:36)

[bored-sunray]

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT SO NEW AU IDEA!!!!

I don't know how it got into my head, I'm not even that much into racing- but racing AU. Wash is a very popular racer bc he drives solo (yes ik that's not allowed but this is a fcking fanfic) but his grandpa was a racer and he was practically destroyed by fame, stress everywhere

so his grandpa made him swear that if he was serious about racing, NO ONE was allowed to know who he was sept for his teammates, his team is 'blood gulch' aka it's the Reds and Blues

his other friends aka the freelancers- think he works as pitcrew, the Reds andbblues helped with the lie

he goes by "Loki" courtesy of his cat, his colours are grey with yellow stripes and donut being the teams Media and PR manager, he designed the helmet to add in some cat ears

Felix and Locis are in their own team, they often switch between driving when there's usually one half lap left (eg if they were to do 100 laps, felix does first 50, Locus does the last 50)

but wash is famous for doing it all by himself, he makes an announcement during an interview that if he manages to win the championships, he'll take his helmet off

ofc his dad gets mad at him about it but his grandpa says that this is washs choice, and that he should respect, (extra points if we add a "little" trauma and have his grandpa get sent to the hospital bc of how bad the argument is about, aka- motivation to win the championship!!!)

for some reason I have this very specific idea, washs car gets sabotaged during one of the games and he gets told that if he doesn't reach at least 3rd place, they won't make into the championship, so Wash starts stressing and getting overwhelmed while driving around, but then time slows down and he can see his friends/the Freelancers in the stand cheering for him, so he starts to think back to his childhood for when he used to play racing games and his sisters would do this trick that annoyed him

(KUDOS TO ROSS CHASTAIN FOR ACTUALLY DOING THIS TRICK)

So he presses his car against the barrier and switches to fifth gear while accelerating, it allows him to speed up and he overtakes Locus and gets first place.

(Also but like, what if Wash reveals to the freelancers before the championship, he thinks they'll be mad he lied but instead their all lile "Whoa what the fuck? that's amazing wash! so proud of you!")

now. the champion ship.

Felix being felix, plans to sabotage the other cars which does end up happening but "the show must go on" at a pitstop wash finds out a lot of fhe track is all messed up from crashed cars, out of worry to lose he starts hurrying, now fucking imagine.

Wash starts swerving and his brakes aren't working, everyone's panicking- but then he remembers, his teammates, his friends, his family

they are all there for him and they BELIEVE in him, so he speeds up towards a car that's sort of propped up on a ramp- and everyone watches as his car flies off it

(extra points if it's from felix's point of view and all he sees is Wash flying over him)

everybody CHEERS!!! the spokespeople (fcking jax and Dylan andrews) are like "WHOA WHAT? OH MY GOD"

the Freelancers are all shocked, surprised, amazed, and cheering their butts off, but then smt horrible happens, felix out if pure anger starts trying to hit wash and they both crash, right before the finish line

everyone is panicking and shocked bc there's a huge fire, but then-

boom. Wash just gets right out of the flames, a car part in hand- and he crosses the finish line, WOOOO HE WONNNNN HE- oh nooooo he collapses instantly because this mother fuckdr crashed his car, got outbif the flames while STILL on FIRE. Walks all the way to the line, crosses it, makes sure to hold his fist up with the car part, thennnn he collapses

damn motherfucker washington

Our brave nascar drivers <33

don't worry felix is totallyyyy fine uh huh, I might try to draw thus later who knows, totally not going to make this an official au

[nixshiimin]

⭑.ᐟ : StrayKids with dc Characters :>

｡𖦹 : I loved this a bit too much.. / mentions of crashing, DC!AU, swearing, NSFW at Seungmin's part lmk if I missed something :]

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. B.C

He would definitely hang out with batman. I stand with that.

They would get along so well.. until Channie crashes the batmobile T_T

Definitely the type to wear bats his costume and then say it stinks due to batman his sweat.

"Do you even wash this thing..?"

Bruce will be so fed up, but hey, he raised so many kids. He can withstand it all.

Will definitely talk about how raising kids is hard .

Chan will also steal batman his gadgets, and one of them ends up almost exploding ! ×o×.

. L.MH

Catwoman. (Act surprised)

He will ask if she's an actual cat and he will be disappointed when she says that she's an human being like him.

"Why are you called catwoman if you aren't even a cat?"

Selina will teach leeKnow how to steal, and he will be so proud after he robbed someone until he realizes that he literally robbed someone and gave them a trauma.

Selina is not surprised when he mentions that he has 3 cats himself and even shows pictures and shit.

Definitely hang out a lot in cat cafés

. S.C

Surprise, surprise...superman! Who could've known. ^^

Binnie will definitely ask for his workout routine.

Clark is honestly impressed by Binnie his body. (Slightly jealous aswell)

Bin offers Clark a protein shake and he loves it (he doesn't but he can't make binnie sad)

"You are so strong, holy fuck. I don't know if I want to be with you or be you"

Definitely go to the gym together and impress everyone.

Shy binnie gets flustered when Clark gives him compliments about his body or him in general. ּ ֶָ֢.

. H.H

I have multiple for jinnie so let's talk about them!! ; poison ivy, batgirl, katana, starfire or raven :>

I think I'm going to talk about raven for now!

He will be so fascinated about her and will truly listen to her.

Raven will be so grateful that he is quiet and not loud af (even tho he can be loud at times)

They understand each other, and they both appreciate it.

I can see hyunjin painting raven when she is meditating, yun trying to paint very slowly until he drops his paintbrush on accident >_<.

He will be so sorry while raven comforts him, saying it's okay (he feels so guilty)

"I'm so sorry! I'm okay with buying lunch for us? I insist!"

. H.J

the flash [:

Now listen, they really share the same braincell. (And humor).

I bet han doesn't believe he's the fastest human alive and asks him to get stuff from other countries .

"If you're so fast..get me a water bottle from America!"

"Okay.. I believe you..for now"

Barry and Han hang out a lot (trust), they go literally everywhere Han hasn't been. (Certain countries, etc).

They game. A lot. With so many snacks from different places (Han's idea).

Finds it interesting how Han can sleep everywhere and even does research about him.

L.YB

I think he would also hangout with the flash or starfire !!

The flash and Felix would definitely match eachothers energy but I think barry fitted better with hannie!

Felix screams starfire vibes.

Star would ask so much about Felix and how he lives, etc.

Felix? He would do the exact same .

They would spend the day shopping and doing girl things idc they deff would.

Felix would show star things he likes to do and she copies him!

"So you have laser eyes? fucking awesome?!"

Best friends, maybe even family :>

K.SM

I'm lowkey biased with this but..JASON FUCKING TODD.

SKIP IF UNCOMFORTABLE

Imagine AK!Jason and seungmin just degrading you like you are their little toy >< you are their hole for them to use!

Doggy lovers at it's finest.

MANHANDLING I REPEAT MANHANDLING.!!!

Aftercare is so sweet, they shower you with so much kisses and praise.

"You took us so well, hm? " FUCK.

SFW

Definitely go on a killing spree for fun.

They act like THOSE teenage boys you see at the mall yk.

They are so sweet behind the scenes tho.

Jason Definitely teaches seungmin about fighting and stuff .

. Y.J

Robin or nightwing :>

Dick will show I.N all the flaws of becoming a superhero and will even show him the batcave if he wants to!!

Best buddies, and you can't convince me not.

they fight crime together, like real brothers :)

"Im so bad at this nightwing"

"You'll get it, don't worry Jeongin."

BROTHERS4LIFE, AND YOU CANNOT TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME

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Longing

Pieces of My Heart - Chapter 10 Stray Kids OT8 x reader, Soulmate AU

Masterlist | Next Part

Chan Hey, just checking in. How’s your dad? Y/N He’s good, awake and lucid Doctors say everything went smoothly, he should make a full recovery Chan That’s good. Y/N How are the boys? Chan Missing you. Img.png Y/N Tell them I miss them too Chan I will. Give your dad our best wishes. Y/N Thanks

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Sophie Hey, I just got your message Are you okay? Y/N Don’t worry, I’m fine. My dad’s okay too I didn’t get a chance to update you Had a lot on my mind Sophie No, yeah. I get it Y/N How was the day 2 concert? Sophie Just as amazing as day 1 Well, actually it was a bit weird I felt like the members weren’t as playful as the first time around. It seemed like they had a lot on their mind too … Maybe it was just one of those days Y/N Yeah, I guess Sophie Either way, it’s a shame we didn’t get to hang out more before you left I’m glad your dad’s okay Y/N Me too. If I’m ever back in the city, I’ll let you know Sophie Of course. In the meantime, want to see some videos from last night? Y/N Sure!

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Y/N You sure you don’t want anything from the store? Mom I’m sure sweetie, thank you. Y/N Ok Mom Hey, while I have a chance to talk to you without your dad listening in. We need to talk about your soulmates. Y/N What about them? Mom Sweetheart, I remember when I met my soulmate. We were inseparable for weeks. I couldn’t even imagine how hard it is to be away from them right now. Y/N Mom … Mom I mean, even now, not being able to see her makes me uncomfortable. Why do you think we have our weekly Friday night meet ups? Y/N I thought that was just an excuse to go out and complain about Dan from finances Mom You and I both know I don’t need an excuse to complain about Dan. But that’s not the point. I can’t stand not being with Lucy. And we’re only platonic soulmates. From what I’ve heard, that’s definitely not the case with you. Y/N Mom! Mom You should be with your soulmates. Y/N Dad’s still in recovery, mom You can’t take care of him yourself, you have work and your health issues … You need help. They understand, we can make it work Besides, they’re on tour. I was going to have to be away from them for a while anyway It’s not like I could just go on tour with them Mom I’m sure that’s not true. Y/N Im almost back at the room. We can talk about this later

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Soulmates

Y/N Hey Did you guys land yet? Seungmin Few minutes ago Felix Hi!!! How are you?! I’m good Felix, thank you ^^ Seungmin Img.png Img.png Img.png Felix YAH! Seungmin wtf!??! Seungmin Not my fault you all fell asleep on the plane Felix So you decided to photograph us?!!? Seungmin Blackmail material Minho I’m going to commit murder Y/N Awww, you guys look so cute I hope you guys get some rest … Guys? Wait he wasn’t serious about the murder was he? Hyunjin Hi baby I miss you Jisung I miss you too! Hyunjin I miss them more! Chan Guys, it’s not a competition Felix But if it is, I definitely miss them more >:) Y/N Guys, Minho wasn’t serious about killing Seungmin, was he? … Guys?

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Jeongin Did you have breakfast yet? Y/N Shit, no I’ve been busy. I had to take my dad to his doctor’s appointment today and then I had to go do groceries Jeongin :( Y/N Sorry Innie. I’ll go get a snack rn Jeongin You haven’t been eating a lot lately … You know coffee doesn’t count as a meal, right? Y/N I know Sorry :( Jeongin You need to take care of yourself. I’m worried about you Y/N I will, I promise Jeongin I’ll remind you if you don’t. I swear, you’re worse than Channie-hyung Y/N D: I’m not that bad Jeogin … What did you just eat? It’s disgusting Please never eat that again Y/N You take that back Ham and Jelly toast is delicious and I refuse to accept this slander Plus its an easy snack Jeongin I will pay you to never eat that again Please Stop! DID YOU JUST ADD HOT SAUCE?!!!? Y/N Suffer

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Mom I had a talk with my boss about work. He’s agreed to let me work from home for the next few months. Y/N Oh, that’s good. Now you can spend more time with dad during breaks and lunch … Mom It also means that I won’t need your help around the house anymore. Y/N Mom, we’ve talked about this. I’m not leaving you guys! Mom It’s been almost a month. Your soulmates are almost done with their tour You should go see them. Y/N I appreciate the effort mom, I really do. But can you just drop this? Mom No, I won’t. Why are you forcing yourself to be so unhappy? You think I don’t notice how stressed and upset you’ve been lately? You’re not eating well, you’re not getting a lot of sleep. Honey, I’m worried. Being away from your soulmates for so long so soon after meeting can’t be good for you. Or them! Y/N They have each other, they’ll be fine. Mom That’s not how this works, and you know it. Have you even talked to them about it? Y/N I don’t want to talk about it. Not right now. Mom You can’t run away from your problems forever.

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Soulmates

Minho 커피 원해? (anyone want coffee?) Jisung ㅇㅇ (yup) Felix 내!!!! (yes!!!!) Chan 주세요. (please.) Seungmin 됐어요 (im good) Y/N I mean, if you’re offering It might be a bit cold by the time you get here though Minho Ahh, wrong chat Sorry Jisung Wait a minute! Since when do you read Korean?!! Y/N I don’t??!! I just used google translate Although I did recognize 내! That means yes :D Minho 귀엽다 (cute) Changbin Waa, our soulmate is so smart. Y/N :D Don’t drink too much coffee though. I’ve been told it is not a meal >:( Im talking to you, Chan Chan I have no idea what you’re talking about Y/N >:( Jeongin >:( Felix >:( Jisung >:( Chan It’s only my second cup today! And the first one was 3 hours ago! Y/N IT’S ONLY 9AM! Chan … Felix I’m going to kill you

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Y/N Hey, can I ask for some advice? I need an unbiased opinion Sophie Well I’m not sure I’d consider myself unbiased. I’m definitely Han biased, that’s for sure. ;) Y/N It’s about my soulmate Sophie OH! I totally forgot about that, you haven’t talked about them at all! Y/N Yeah, between everything with my dad and then school and stuff … My mom has been on my ass these past few weeks about it Sophie About what? Y/N She thinks its unhealthy for me to be away from them She has this scary close bond with her soulmate, a childhood friend of hers. And she can’t imagine being away from her, so she thinks that I need to go be with my soulmate But I’ve been refusing, and now every time I see her it feels like she’s seconds away from starting another argument I’m just so tired of all the arguing, and wondering if maybe she’s right I have been having a harder time getting sleep Sophie Oh wow, that’s …. Wow. Y/N yeah Sophie I’m not sure you want my honest opinion right now. Y/N Please, I do. I need someone that isn’t my mom to be straight up with me. Am I being irrational? Sophie Well, first of all, being away from your soulmates is definitely not easy. But It’s also not a big deal, and long distance relationships work fine even between new soulmates. So maybe your mom is projecting a little bit. But I don’t think that’s the problem here. Y/N ??? Sophie Why does the idea of leaving to be with your soulmates bother you so much? I mean, when I found Alexis I was overjoyed, but I still didn’t have time to see him a lot. We both had school and work, and it was hard to find time to spend together. Honestly, I would have taken any opportunity I had to be with him. And yet here you are, turning down all of your mom’s offers. I feel like something else is at play here than just your mom’s pushiness. Y/N … Sophie I told you you wouldn’t like my opinion. Y/N No, you’re right Fuck, you’re right Sophie I usually am :) Y/N Thank’s Sophie, I really needed someone to knock some sense into me. Sophie Glad I could help. Want some memes? Y/N Yes, please!

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Y/N Mom. I’m sorry You were right, I want to be with my soulmates. I really appreciate everything you’ve done to give me the opportunity to be with them. And I’m sorry I’ve been so stubborn about it. But Mom, I feel like you’re pushing me away. I feel like you don’t want me here. My soulmates will never be more important than you. You’re my mom, and I worry about you and dad. I worry about you guys being by yourselves, about being away from you. I’m scared and I just feel like everything is moving too fast. Can you call me when you get off work? I love you.

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Y/N We need to talk Chan That doesn’t sound good Y/N It’s nothing bad, I promise Chan Okay? Y/N My dad has been getting better. He’s walking now. Chan That’s great! I’m glad your dad’s okay. Y/N Yeah Chan I have a feeling that’s not what you wanted to talk about, though. Y/N They managed to talk with a neighbor, and he agreed to drive my dad to his appointments if my mom can’t take him. And I started taking online classes. Chan Huh? Y/N Chris I think we need to talk about what happens when you guys are done with your tour.

[hyunlixsbbygirl]

♡︎ Studio Secrets

That time when a day in the studio proves to be more than just recording some vocals and playing around with track curation.

──❥ pairing: chan x hyunjin x felix

──❥ length: 4.5k

──❥ warnings: 18+, idol au, smut, threesome, friends to lovers

──❥ note: the characters don't represent real idols; this is a work of fiction intended for entertainment purposes only. this in no way represents nor reflects real life. this work has been cross posted to ao3 under the username thishippiekid.

© hyunlixbbygirl do not copy, translate or repost my works

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"That sounds great Lix, I personally would add a little more bass in the chorus but not too much, you don't want it to overpower the chorus but you don't want it to be too soft either," Chan instructed as he watched the younger Aussie's fingers glide over the soundboard. The two had been in Chan's studio for the better half of three hours, just mixing sounds together and coming up with lyrics for Felix's next solo. 

"I think I want there to be some groans and moans in the back during the second chorus, what do you think?" Chan thinks for a moment, trying to figure out how it'll sound in his head. "I think it'll sound amazing. Do we need to record them or do you want to cycle through the ones 3racha recorded?" Felix opens up the folder on Chan's laptop marked 3racha other vocals and scrolls through the sound clips. 

"I honestly have no idea..." Felix replied, not fully paying attention to what Chan was saying. The sound of the passcode being entered grabbed both boys' attention as they turned toward the door to see Hyunjin slip into the studio with his backpack flung securely over one shoulder. "Hey guys, I figured you'd still be here. How's the song coming along?" he asked as he dropped his backpack on the floor near the couch opposite the two. 

"It's coming along great, Lix really is learning fast. We might need to add him to the producer group." Chan beams, he really is very proud of his soulmate. "He's thinking about adding in some groans or moans into the backing for the second chorus, what do you think? Who's groans or moans should we use? I have Jisung's, Changbins, mine, and surprisingly some of yours too." Chan says as he takes over scrolling through the sound clips. 

"Shouldn't you use Lix's? It's his song, after all, the groans should come from him." Felix blushes at Hyunjin's suggestion and lets out a nervous cough. "We could! You wanna try recording some Lix? You don't have to but imagine what Stays will be saying when they realize the groans in the song are you. They'll go absolutely feral." Chan starts as he pulls the microphone from the piano nearby and sets it up in front of the youngest member. 

Felix feels his cheeks heat up in embarrassment, "I uh... how do you even... wait what?" Hyunjin chuckles at the cuteness of the younger being so shy. "It's really easy Lix, for the groans Jisung and I tend to like pull each other's hair or kick each other. Sounds barbaric I know but... actually never mind it's exactly what it sounds like but it produces great results." Chan continues as he plugs the microphone into the laptop.

"I'd rather not have my hair pulled or be kicked, can't I just like... fake it?" Felix asks nervously. He had just gotten his hair rebleached so his scalp was understandably sensitive right now and knowing how strong Chan was, even if he tried to kick lightly, it still would hurt. "You can always use my clips Lix, I bet we sound similar anyway. Stays might not even notice that it's not you." Hyunjin says as he walks over to the other two. 

"Let me listen to your clips first and then I'll decide if we need to record them or not, but, I do think you're right. If anyone, you probably sound the most similar to me in terms of random noises." Felix replies as he starts scrolling through the audio clips looking for the ones marked Hyunjin specifically. To his surprise, Chan had at least 20 clips of just Hyunjin moaning and groaning. He clicked on the first clip and immediately the sound of Hyunjin moaning filled the room. 

"Jesus Hyunnie." Felix breathed out, his cheeks dusting with a light pink blush as the lewd sounds echoed in his ears. "Oh yeah, Hyunjin probably has the best moans out of us all. I only got to use them once because they're so seductive sounding." Chan smiles as he pats Hyunjin on the shoulder. Felix hit the space bar to pause the clip when the moans began to become louder and almost needy. "How the hell did you record these?"

Hyunjin smirks and gives Chan a quick glance; "We have our ways." he replies simply. Felix shakes his head deciding he really doesn't want to know the truth behind these moans as he plays the clip again. "Hmm, this one sounds too... erotic." Chan decides halfway through the clip. "The song is more... powerful rather than sexy. At least according to the lyrics we have so far." the older continues as he looks at the dates next to each clip trying to recall what they sound like. 

Chan clicks on another clip and once again the room is filled with the lewd sounds of Hyunjin moaning; this time a little softer with more air to the moans. "Ooh, I like this one," Hyunjin mentions as he leans over Felix slightly. "I don't know... he actually doesn't sound all that much like me. You can tell it's Hyunjin, his voice is higher pitched than mine." Felix says with a slight pout. "Well then we have no choice, you'll have to record your own clips," Chan states as he opens up the recording application.

Felix takes a deep breath, "Okay, I'll try but this is awkward... like am I just supposed to moan?" he asks. "Basically, I mean it depends on the mood you're going for. If you want just simple moans, then just moan. Otherwise, you might need some...assistance." Hyunjin winks. Felix audibly gulps as Chan adjusts the settings on the microphone. "Okay Lix, just relax and think about... how you feel when your muscles are killing you after an intense practice." 

Felix nods and takes another deep breath before letting a small moan out. It's almost too soft for the microphone to pick up and Chan motions for him to continue but this time louder. Felix tries again but the other two can tell he's struggling to really let himself go. "Ugh this is too hard, can we listen to Jisung's clips?" the youngest asks. "If you thought my moans were too high pitched to pass off as yours, then Jisung's really won't pass." Hyunjin giggles. 

"He's right Lix, if you want them to sound like you, you have to record them yourself." Chan continues. "Can you record yourself first? Maybe I'll be able to mimic if I can see how you do it first." Felix suggests. Chan looks at Hyunjin who just shrugs; "I do need more clips of Hyunjin moaning for the danceracha unit song." Chan states as he moves the microphone closer to Hyunjin. "You have to help me again though, I'm not in the mindset for this right now," Hyunjin mentions.

Chan nods and hits record, he then moves to stand behind Hyunjin and presses his lips against the younger's neck earning a surprised expression from Felix. Hyunjin closes his eyes and focuses on the feeling of Chan's lips on his neck; the way his breath lightly sweeps across his skin and the gentle bites he begins to leave. Before Felix can fully comprehend what's going on, Hyunjin's mouth opens slightly and soft moans begin leaking out. 

Felix's eyes widen, he made it look so easy; granted Chan was helping him by seemingly turning him on. The light blush on Felix's cheeks spread to the tips of his ears and he shifted in the chair a little to adjust himself. Hyunjin gave Chan's arm a light tap and the older bit down harder earning him a louder moan that was more lewd than the previous ones they had heard earlier. Chan moved his hands from Hyunjin's back to his waist and then eventually up his torso and chest. 

Chan tapped his fingers against Hyunjin's abs before moving his fingers to the younger's nipples once Hyunjin gave him a slight nod; their silent communication surprised Felix greatly. The two were now pressed against each other; Chan biting and kissing Hyunjin's neck while his fingertips teased his nipples. The room filled with the sounds coming out of Hyunjin's mouth; soft sighs, deep moans, and high-pitched whines.

Felix felt himself getting hard in his jeans; he couldn't help it. The way Hyunjin looked with his eyes closed and lips parted as moan after moan spilled from his plump lips. His hands found their way to Chan's waist behind him, holding him as close to his back as possible; it was pretty pornographic from Felix's point of view. Hyunjin tapped twice on Chan's arm and he ceased his actions immediately, hitting the stop button on the laptop and saving the file. 

"Was that long enough Channie?" Hyunjin asked a little breathily. "I think so, at least for now. I'll have to let you know if I need more once I input it into the track." Chan replies before he turns his attention to Felix again, "Okay Lix, you think you can mimic Hyunjin?" the oldest asks. Felix squirms a little but nods even though he knows he wouldn't be able to produce noises that sensual on his own. 

"Let me just listen to the clip real fast to make sure the microphone picked it up okay." Chan says as he clicks 'play' on the clip he had just saved. Hyunjin's moans began flowing into the studio once more; Felix squirmed more the tighter his jeans felt on his body. Hyunjin smirked once he noticed how Felix squirmed in the chair below him; Chan on the other hand was engrossed in silencing the sound of the air con in the clip to notice. 

Once Chan had finished and saved the clip again he turned toward Felix again and noticed that the younger had his legs squeezed together and his face was flushed. He nodded to Hyunjin who slowly spun the chair so Felix was facing him; Felix was avoiding eye contact with the two older members. Chan opened up a new audio recording window and pressed record, giving Hyunjin a thumbs up to start. 

Hyunjin knelt down so he was more level with Felix's eyes, he placed his hands on Felix's thighs to steady himself before lifting the younger's face so their eyes met. Felix's breathing was staggered and heavier than normal, his eyes were glossed over with need and his lips were slightly swollen from biting them so hard. Hyunjin bit his lower lip as he looked over the younger carefully; he had to admit that Felix looked absolutely beautiful when he was so needy. 

"You're so...pretty Lix," Hyunjin whispered causing Felix to blush even redder. The younger made a small whimpering sound as he adjusted the way he was sitting again; he was uncomfortably hard now and didn't know what to do with himself. "Let me help you..." Hyunjin continued, he placed a hand on the younger's cheek and brushed his thumb across his lips before leaning in and pressing their lips together. 

Felix made a startled sound but quickly settled into the kiss; wrapping his arms around Hyunjin's neck to hold him closer as he felt the older sliding his tongue into his mouth. Both boys let soft sighs slip from them; Chan moves the microphone slightly closer in order to capture the sounds. At first, Hyunjin just wanted to help Felix record his clips, then he wanted to help him get some relief, but now that he was kissing the younger; he wanted to make him feel amazing. 

Hyunjin slides his hands underneath Felix's hoodie finding that he's not wearing a shirt underneath, his skin is heated with desire and he can feel his ab muscles tighten when he lightly traces his fingertips over them. Felix moans softly at the older's touch, his back slightly arching off the chair as Hyunjin slides the hoodie up his torso and eventually breaking the kiss to pull it off of him completely. 

Felix shivers lightly at the cool air hitting his heated body but he soon is distracted from the sensation when Hyunjin kisses him again; his fingertips now tracing over his collarbones and down towards his nipples. Chan moves to stand behind Felix and bends down so he can place little kisses on his neck causing Felix to let out a slightly louder moan to escape his lips. The older smiles against the younger's heated skin; the sounds the younger was making were pure gold. 

"Does little Lix need his hyungs to relieve him?" Chan nearly growls into his ear, Felix arches his back as Hyunjin licks over his nipples causing them to become hard and sensitive. The moans are flowing more naturally now as Felix is touched and kissed by his two members; his body becoming increasingly more sensitive as time goes on. Chan bites down on the area that connects the ear to the neck causing a particularly loud moan to escape the younger. 

Hyunjin moans into Felix's mouth when he feels the younger run his fingertips along his waist and abs; Hyunjin had been so focused on making Felix feel good that he didn't realize how needy he was becoming himself. His hands move from Felix's nipples; being replaced with his mouth instead as he lets his hands drop to Felix's bulge and palm him through his jeans. "Mhm...Hyunnie..." Felix moans before Chan presses his lips against his, replacing Hyunjin. 

Hyunjin unzips Felix's jeans and taps his thigh so he lifts his hips up just enough for him to slide his jeans and boxers down. The cool air hitting Felix's heated length has him whining for contact; Hyunjin has other ideas though. His mouth finds the creamy skin of Felix's thighs as he sucks and bites bruises into the pale skin causing the younger to squirm underneath his touch. Chan has his fingertips rolling over Felix's nipples as they make out with each other heavily. 

When Hyunjin starts kitty licking Felix's tip, he practically melts off the chair. His body is overly sensitive to all the touching he's receiving; he squirms under the two older member's touch as moans pour from him every few seconds. Chan pulls away from Felix, smirking when he hears the younger whine from the loss; "That's it, baby boy, let us hear you moan and groan for us." Chan tells him as he adjusts the microphone again. 

Hyunjin takes Felix completely into his mouth as he looks up at the younger through his eyelashes; Felix looks so pretty with his mouth hanging open, silent moans slipping past his plump and swollen lips, his eyes closed as his tongue rolls over his bottom lip every few seconds. "He's so pretty like this, look at our baby feeling so blissed out already just from your mouth Hyunjin." Chan nearly growls as he palms himself through his shorts. 

Hyunjin lets Felix's cock fall from his mouth as he licks his lips and looks up at Felix again; "He really is. Fuck I wish we had done this sooner so we could see this beautiful boy squirming like this much sooner than now." Chan hisses as he watches Felix reach for Hyunjin; he's extremely needy now and the lack of touches was making him cold. "Carry him to the couch, let's really make this angel of ours feel good." the older winks. 

Hyunjin does as Chan says, he lifts Felix from the chair, gripping his thighs until the younger wraps his legs around his waist. Felix sighs when he feels his cock pressed against the bulge in Hyunjin's sweatpants. The older sits down on the couch making sure Felix is fully straddling him; he then presses their lips together again. Felix slowly begins to move his hips so their cocks are rubbing against each other through the fabric. 

Hyunjin moaned into Felix's mouth as their tongues fought for dominance; Felix's hands slid underneath the older's shirt and pulled it off swiftly as he felt Chan come up behind him and do the same to his own shirt. Chan had moved the microphone so it was closer to the couch so he could get more audio from them all; he knew the sounds they were about to make were going to be incredible and if he ended up not being able to use them for new tracks, he'd always have them in his secret file for later. 

Chan pressed himself up against Felix's back and started kissing and sucking on his neck again; leaving light pink marks on his creamy skin despite knowing he shouldn't. Felix leaned back into the older and tilted his head to the side to give him as much room as possible; Hyunjin reached between them to pull his erection out of his pants and stroke them both off until it was time to take things one step further. 

Felix's moans filled the studio along with soft sighs and groans from the older two; Chan absolutely adored the way the younger's moans sounded. His voice was deep with lust but filled with so much need that he was whining while moaning at the same time. It was like music to his ears. "Need... you..." Felix moaned to neither member in particular, he didn't care which one did it, he just needed to be fucked. Now. 

"Who baby? Channie hyung or me?" Hyunjin asked as he adjusted his grip on their cocks a little. "Hyunnie..." the younger moaned after a few seconds. Chan moved away from the two and walked over to his desk, "Lay him down on the couch for me." He instructed Hyunjin as he opened up a drawer and dug around for a small bottle of lube that he kept there just in case 3racha needed extra help recording their audio clips. 

Hyunjin moved the two of them so that he could gently lay Felix on the couch on his back, the younger whining from the loss of the older. "I know baby, just be patient. We'll relieve you soon," he whispered softly as he caressed his cheek gently. Chan walks over to the couch and hands Hyunjin the bottle of lube before kneeling at Felix's side, "Spread your legs for Hyunjin okay love? He's going to prep you." the older told him, his voice barely above a whisper. 

Felix did as he was told and spread his legs for Hyunjin as the older flipped the cap open and spread some of the cool liquid onto his fingers before warming it up a bit; Chan pulled Felix towards him and pressed their lips together. The kiss was more gentle than it had been thus far, soft sighs escaping both boys as they got lost in the feeling of each other. Hyunjin rubbed the tip of his index finger against the tight ring of muscle that surrounded Felix's entrance. 

The youngest sighs deeply at the feeling, his back arching off the couch ever so slightly; carefully, Hyunjin slides his index finger inside of the smaller boy and slowly begins to finger him open. The feeling isn't completely new to Felix as he will occasionally finger himself but Hyunjin's fingers feel different; their longer and thicker, and he's able to reach the spots Felix can't on his own. After a few moments; Hyunjin slides a second finger into him, the fit is a bit tighter but it seems to be okay. 

Felix doesn't even flinch if he feels any sort of pain; he's completely lost in the bliss of not only being kissed by their leader but also of being touched by the two members he trusts the most in the most loving and passionate way. Chan moves his hand from behind Felix's neck to his nipples again; rubbing the small buds between his fingertips until they're hardened. Felix arches his back up more forcing Hyunjin to use his other hand to hold his hips down. 

"Stay still baby, I have to prep you properly so I don't hurt you," Hyunjin tells him as he continues pumping his fingers in and out of him. Felix was opening up to him so well though, he really knew how to control his body and get it to relax when needed; the older member adored this side of him. "Think you can take another finger baby boy?" Hyunjin asked. Felix nodded and grabbed Hyunjin's hand needily giving him the okay to add another finger into the mix. 

Hyunjin slowly and gently slid a third finger into Felix, holding his hand still as he stretched around his fingers and adjusted to the new size. It stung a little but overall it wasn't bad Felix only whimpered at the start but quickly started moaning again to indicate that Hyunjin could continue his transgressions. Felix's hand moved down to stroke himself needing to get some relief as Hyunjin fingered him harder once he was stretched out enough. 

Felix nearly screamed when Hyunjin's fingers brushed over that one sweet spot deep inside him; his cock twitching and his breath hitching at the same time. Chan pulled away from Felix for a moment to watch as he squirmed and moaned under Hyunjin's touch; "I think he's ready for you." Chan tells Hyunjin. Hyunjin pulls his fingers out, smirking when he hears Felix whine in protest. As Hyunjin smears lube onto his cock, Chan hovers over Felix's cock waiting for the right moment. 

Once Hyunjin is well lubricated, he teases Felix's entrance with the tip of his cock and watches as Chan kitty licks Felix sending his body into over-sensitivity mode again. The two older members have to hold him down so they can carry out their transgressions properly, each smirking as moans and sighs spill from the younger. "Hyunnie...please..." he nearly begs; he needs to cum so badly it almost hurts but he knows that when he eventually does, it's going to wash over him hard. 

Hyunjin enters Felix nice and slow; moaning as he feels the tightness around him. He has to pause a few times so he doesn't cum from the sheer tightness of Felix's entrance; it's nothing like he's ever felt before. "Fuck Lix... you're so tight. God, I could cum right now" Hyunjin grunts. Chan shakes his head at Hyunjin's words unable to believe that the younger could so easily let himself go before giving Felix the ride of his life. 

Once Hyunjin bottoms out, Chan sucks Felix's cock into his mouth as Hyunjin begins thrusting into him. The younger squirmed more than he had been this whole time feeling overwhelmed by all the sensations he was feeling. "How does that feel baby boy? Tell daddy how he makes you feel." Hyunjin tells him, Felix can only manage a few moans and sighs in response. Chan looks up at Hyunjin and questions him about the use of 'daddy'. 

Hyunjin just shrugs not wanting to explain that he's secretly been dreaming about the day he'd get to fuck Felix like this, having him whimpering and moaning under him, having him call him daddy in order to get what he wants. Hyunjin didn't think he was that kind of person but when it came to Felix; he could easily become someone different. Chan feels Felix pulsating in his mouth and eases up on the sucking wanting Hyunjin to get closer to his release before they bring Felix to his. 

"Mmmm...d-daddy... please... harder" Felix moans as Hyunjin laces their fingers together. Chan is completely shocked by how the two younger members are acting with each other, he had no idea they'd both have a daddy kink yet here they were. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't hot as hell even though he'd be a little weirded out being called daddy himself. Hyunjin happily obliges to Felix's begging and thrusts into him harder and harder. 

Felix runs his nails up and down Hyunjin's arms, his moans increasing in pitch and volume as he feels himself getting closer and closer to his release. Chan recognizes the tone and starts sucking him off again, taking him deep into his throat and swallowing around him as he moans; the vibrations from his vocal cords coursing through Felix. Hyunjin grips onto Felix's thighs so he can hit his sweet spot over and over again; he too feels his release getting closer. 

Chan begins stroking himself as he sucks hard on Felix's cock, the pulsating of the member indicating how close he was to his orgasm. "I'm gonna... c-cum... daddy... please..." Felix whines, his stomach tightening as his looming orgasm begins to rise. "Daddy too baby... cum for me. Cum into your leader's mouth, make me fill you up." Hyunjin moans out. All this dirty talk has Chan feeling on edge too though his mouth is too preoccupied to let them know that. 

With a few more thrusts and hard sucks the two older members have Felix shaking when he finally cums hard; releasing into Chan's mouth as his moans become high-pitched and breathy. "That's it baby... oh fuck," Hyunjin moans feeling Felix tighten around him. It doesn't take much longer before Hyunjin spills his release deep inside Felix with a loud grunt; Chan continues to suck Felix clean of his release as he cums all over his hand. 

It takes several minutes before Chan lets Felix's cock slide out of his mouth; his breath slows to a normal pace as he tucks himself back into his shorts. Hyunjin had laid on top of Felix once his release had stopped and Felix was still shivering; his body was completely overly sensitive. Standing up, Chan hits the stop button on his laptop to end the audio recording. He doesn't bother listening to it knowing he'll have to edit out all their talking later. 

Slowly Hyunjin pulls out of Felix and starts gathering their clothes from the floor, Felix on the other hand makes no effort to move even an inch. He's completely blissed out and just lies on the couch panting softly trying to pull himself back down to Earth. "So Chan... how do you think the recording came out?" Hyunjin asks as he steps into his sweatpants. "I'm sure it's fine, I'll have to listen to it later though - can't really spend the time on a second round." he winks. 

As Hyunjin gets himself dressed, Chan takes Felix's clothes and helps the younger get dressed. Sleep slowly threatened to take him over; "Is our baby boy tired now? Hyunjin fucked you so good didn't he?" Felix nods, "Too good...want more...too sleepy" Hyunjin chuckles. "You just came super hard and you still want more?" Chan asks as he pulls Felix into his lap and slowly rocks him from side to side. 

Felix nods but the feeling of being rocked in Chan's arms just makes him more sleepy and he eventually falls asleep on Chan's chest. "I cannot wait to hear what you recorded," Hyunjin whispers as he clicks around the laptop a bit. "What are you doing?" the older asks. "Just sending a preview of the clip to Jisung" Hyunjin replies with a sinister look on his face. In less than three minutes, Jisung opens the door with his phone in his hand and the clip pulled up on the screen. 

"How could you get Felix to moan like that without me?" He pouts. Hyunjin softly chuckles as he places his hand on the younger's shoulder, "Next time Ji, we promise." 

[felixravinstills]

Hi

If there I an au where Felix became president how do you think he'd run the country and do you think he'd do better than Coriolanus ?!

As for his first lady I think Clemensia or Livia would do just fine

Hello! Forgive me if I over explain at times! I don't think I've seen you on my blog before and I have a lot of personal headcanons built up around Felix and the Ravinstills that I had to mention so that you wouldn't get confused!

Anyway, thanks for the ask, it was fun to think about! Thoughts under the cut:

Felix would be an okay president of Panem assuming he can get some good advisors/a good cabinet.

The problem with Felix is that I don't think he's really being groomed for the presidency (this doesn't gel with most other people's hcs for Felix but it is true to me even if he is the Ravinstill heir or not. I think Max— for context, I call President Ravinstill Max (short for his prop money name Maximinius). I think Max would self-sabotage his family by accident by being distant and just failing to communicate)

I give him two cousins who would be loyal to him (but Gnaeus would be more useful than Marius... Actually, it's possible Marius is dead if Felix is president. If Marius is dead, then Gnaeus is probably out of commission for a while. Or not as useful as you'd hope.)

I do think that as long as Felix manages to keep people he can trust in positions of power, then he should succeed at having a more moral(?) presidency (as moral as a dictatorship can be?) than Coriolanus

I believe that he's better to the Districts and Victors than Coriolanus. Felix subscribes to nobelesse oblige, so I do think he feels the obligation to do right by the DIstricts, but it's rooted in his station of superiority rather than just morality

I think Felix would be ruled by the interests of his cabinet and advisors, so if members have interests in certain districts than those districts get more attention (which could be bad if the attention is being stricter of quotas or something

Of the two, I would go with Clemensia just because I personally headcanon that Felix and Livia don't really like each other. Felix and Clemmie might be a marriage of convenience, but they could make it work. If they are in love or fall for each other, I imagine it doesn't change much.

Interestingly, I also headcanon that Clemensia would work with the Rebels after University, motivated by her encounter with Gaul and the Snakes (her motivations at least in the beginning are more revenge than morality. I like people doing good thing motivated primarily by not the right reasons). If Clemmie's working with the Rebels, then she'll be urging to help the Districts (presumably)

For the Hunger Games, I think that Felix would become eligible to become president after the 27th Hunger Games (I go with the 35 year old minimum to run for president that the US has), and by then, it might be too late too stop them without repercussions (severely upsetting the Capitol populace)

It's possible that Felix might try to phase them out because they 1) contradict his belief in nobilesse oblige which makes him uncomfy, 2) Clemensia's probably urging him towards discontinuing them, and 3) Coriolanus is probably amassing more popularity through being previously associated with them (apprenticing under Gaul and potentially consulting for the Games in my mind). Due to that last point, it's in his best interest for Felix to make the Games less popular, lest Coriolanus try another run at the presidency

Also Felix resents Gaul. Most of the Ravinstills do in my headcanons (she got all of Max's attention which could have gone to his family but it went to his weird scientist advisor instead... in their minds), so he might try to end them to spite her

I think honestly, with Clemensia as a First Lady, Felix's presidency could go pretty well! It depends on how quickly he can dismantle Coriolanus' base of support whether one day Felix finds himself dead after sipping some tea...

Alternatively, the Rebels could want to set Felix up for failure if they want to incite rebellion and roll in with a new president... But I find it hard to believe that Clemmie would be 100% on board, and given their timeline with Mockingjay... It seems like they probably don't have the military strength circa the 27th Hunger Games, so using Felix as an asset is more beneficial to them, I think.

Even if they're platonic and not romantic, I think Felix would feel slightly used if he found out about Clemmie's rebel ties, but I don't think he'd have her arrested right away. Clemmie would have to earn his trust back, but I think she could get him on board working with the Rebels (her best bet is actually playing on personal sympathy with the snakebite).

[cru5h-cascades]

Outro: the End of the Lofi Bag Saga

After like 5 months of posting, the main story for the Lofi Bag AU has come to an end! To celebrate, I decided to make this lil' behind the scenes post thingy!

The Power of Asks

So when I made the intro post for the AU a few months ago, I mentioned that asks would have some sort of effect on the story. And they did! Also @ruinationz introducing her AU bag man into the AU ended up having an effect on the story as well. With that introduction in mind I had to adjust a few things (I'll get to that in a bit), with one of those things being how interactions with Reverse would affect the AU.

I had 3 endings in mind for the AU:

Good ending (the canon one) - Positive asks received by the musical bag man would positively affect him and he'd end up changing his life for the better. The downward spiral we see the canon bag man go down is averted AND the story gets an epilogue. That's right guys! There will be an epilogue! So it isn't completely joever for Lofi!

Neutral ending - If the musical bag man ended up getting little to no interactions of any kind then he'd kinda just stay how he was in the beginning.

Bad ending - Negative asks and/or Reverse attempting to kill Lofi would have ended up in Lofi going down a similar path to canon except instead of like killing he stalks specific people he sees down in the dumps, eventually gives them a plastic bag full of eggplant flowers (which are poisonous to humans if they eat them!) and, if that person doesn't end up killing themselves with said flowers, honeysuckle flowers. After that he stops stalking them. The specific condition of Reverse attempting to kill Lofi is hella random but those two are pretty damn close and you know Lofi has trauma from having to see both his sister drown and the woman he wanted to propose to get shot. Being almost killed by his closest friend would have definitely pushed him over the edge.

AU Crossovers

So like I mentioned beforehand, I had to adjust a few things due to the introduction of @ruinationz's Reverse Smileman. Also because I introduced the Doll Woman (from another Emio AU I have) I needed to figure out how to explain that cuz Reverse is also around.

Lofi's character is a combo between those posts from the fake Emio twitter account before the AI experiment reveal and of course canon so I didn't have to change too much for him. It was Felix that needed more changing if anything. I decided to not have any of his family members named so it isn't like somehow him and Reverse!Makoto have family members who so happen to have the same names and whatever. As for the Doll Woman in LB AU? Copycat. The Doll Woman in the LB AU faces similar issues to the actual one and is aware of the original Doll Woman and her crimes which did happen in this AU. LB AU Doll Woman (the copycat) is only starting off with her crimes against humanity (so she's like 25 in LB AU) and has a body count of two.

Epilogue and the Future of Lofi Bag

The epilogue will happen eventually (idk when but it'll be at some point in 2025 that's for sure). Asks won't have the likelihood of changing the ending after the end of the main story. Basically it's just Lofi talking about his new life now that he's moved out of Corrine's old apartment and has a job. Maybe he finds out about Reverse murkin' people idk depends on what Flippy wants to do (I'd imagine he'd find out after Reverse is sent to a mental facility) (this would probably be the only exception to the ask rule thing I mentioned before.) I might have like a few more tracks made for the epilogue but I'm still thinking about that. But one thing's for sure it won't be as traumatizing as Emio's bonus chapter lmfaooo

As for what will happen to the blog after the epilogue? I'll leave asks open over there if you guys want to send in anything but other than that I probably might not be posting as much over there. Like maybe every once and a while I'll post something like I do with Felix's posts but the plan is to slow things down a bit. If Flippy is still doing her Reverse Smileman blog then I'll do some interactions with that blog as Lofi too I guess.

Bonus Stuff

Lofi is supposed to be 28 years old in the AU (the concert incident happened when he was 25)

"So if Lofi had his name legally changed to Emio what's his last name?" Honestly I never thought of like an actual last name for him but he did have his last name changed as well. Jokingly I've been using Emio Brightside as his full name but that isn't his actual full name. Y'all can still call him that tho cause I mean come on it's funny.

"Why are the earliest posts in the blog kinda out of character? And what's up with the screaming audio thing?" For the most part I was trying to find my footing with Lofi in the earlier posts and try to figure out his character. As for the screaming track it was based off of that one twitter space from the fake twitter. Tbh idk why I posted that track multiple times but at least I stopped.

Even though I had to adjust a few things because of this, Flippy introducing Reverse into the AU was actually kinda beneficial for the AU! After the introduction, I had somebody other than myself to bounce ideas off of!

[tumblingghosts]

re: your ratvinstill fic

I've been kicking around a Festixia AU in my head (haven't started it... who knows if I'll actually get to it. but fun to imagine), because I think by rule of the rats, it would actually allow them to have a happy ending, and I was wondering, can Felix understand his rats?

From my understanding of your fic, it seems he is pretty in tune with his rats, but he can't actually understand them (they aren't comprehensibly speaking to him with actual words). My evidence being he understands what they want/are saying generally, but he has to ask Dill exactly what happened multiple times instead of talking to Max (Ratvinstill).

Anyway, I once again must tell you that I love your ratvinstill fic! It's amazing! Felix gets to live his confidant Disney princess dreams... Every other version of him does not know what they are missing out on!

hi abyssal!! yeah- ratvinstill au felix is living out his best disney princess life 😌😌

you pretty much have it right with felix getting the gist of what his rats are trying to tell him- they can't convey any actual words, but felix gets the concepts of what they mean! dill can kind of guess their moods, but she wouldn't be able to determine anything past "happy" "sad" "upset" etc. felix, on the other hand, has spent far too many years guessing meaning out of each squeak.

about dill having to tell the story 36 times- felix understood the story after the first time dill told him, he just also wanted her to recount what happened once for each of his other 35 rats as well. in my mind, he was probably rotating which rat he was holding in his hands while dill was retelling the events yet again, but dill was just too DoneTM to pay attention to felix's felix-ness to care anymore.

also- potential happy ending for festixia?? 👀👀

thanks for the ask! <3