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whisperingrockers · 4 years ago

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would u. i dunno. perhaps articulate some thots on toh infinity train au 😳 if u can

HM. i will do my best. but...i dont really know how to organize my thoughts. i guess i should probably just start with the characters and go from there, huh. also in this particular au these characters don’t actually take the place of tulip, lake, jesse, grace, etc- i think they’re all just there under different circumstances.

Luz

okay so we’ll start with Luz because. she’s the main character, y’know. very important. i think the catalyst that brings her to the train is her mother signing her up for Reality Check summer camp because as a creative it’s just! disheartening to have someone you love tell you that you’re not going to make it in this world if you don’t conform to what everyone else wants. so of course when a huge mysterious locomotive suddenly pulls up to the bus stop you KNOW luz gets on, no hesitation. after all, isn’t that something right out of a sci-fi adventure novel?

unlike tulip, luz is THRILLED to find herself on some unknowable train where each car is a new adventure just waiting to happen, where there are always new friends to make, new places to see, and tons of puzzles to solve? she’s made to feel like the protagonist right out one of her fave animes.

also, really important to note that her number is probably tied to how she relates to the other passengers on the train. i feel like there’s an overarching theme in the show about how luz is going through a lot of firsts when it comes to interpersonal relationships, especially friendships, so i wanted to keep that going in this au- i imagine her number goes up when she finds her friends tapes and convinces them to watch with her because this is obviously the easiest and most straightforward way to get to know them! (luz poppin that bad boy into a vcr player: this mama is ready for trauma!)

realized how wordy this is going to be LOL

Eda

hough so this is a human au also (i assume? infinity train world really do be existing in some limbo state of reality where your reflection can just up and ditch you). i see her as a jack of all trades, master of none type, with a lean towards perfumes and handmade soaps that she sells at fairs or farmers markets and also pickpocketing. i think she sees something that reminds her of the life she used to have/would have had before lilith [redacted because i do not know what she DID yet but on GOD we will have canon continuity] and that drives her to get on the next train headed anywhere.

her number is tied to how much she allows herself to open up; the more she uses her salesman cover to keep others at arms length, the higher her number goes, which is why it’s so important for her to team up with King and Luz; they help her open up and be more honest with herself.

King

king is actually a denizen of the train in this au; i love him too much to turn him into a real ass dog, so i wont. eda meets him in a car full of plush toys, which he refers to lovingly as his army of the damned. i almost want to hold off on writing up any more for him because i know there’s more to king’s character than meets the eye. still torn between eda trying to bring him off the train with her or having him realize that the whole TRAIN is HIS KINGDOM, and all its passengers loyal peons who need their mighty rulers HELP, for without him they would PERISH.

for now though eda sees him and is immediately like get over here (reaching emoji)

Willow

willow is a tough one for me because in all honesty having your longtime friend tell you out of the blue that they can’t be friends with you anymore would be enough to send me packing to the train, but with willow i think it’s less about amity and more about how the fallout between them affects her social and academic success. the frustration reaches a tipping point that has her running out of the classroom and finding the train.

and yes, willow is a very sensible, bright girl, but she was also SO ready to trick the principle and steal from the emperor for her friend so i don’t think getting on a mystery train is wholly out of the question for her, y’know?

There’s a lot about repression in the way willow deals with things generally, so her number is tied to passivity. the more she allows others to infringe on her personal boundaries to keep them placated, the higher her number goes. when she stands up for herself to others (sometimes even her friends!) the number goes up. willow x agency and clear limitations is my otp

Gus

gus was actually a SUPER easy one for me we know so much about him from the episodes he’s been in; he’s an overachiever, he’s passionate about what he loves, he’s a natural showman, and he is constantly pushing himself to be the best that he can be, all the time. the hustle doesn’t STOP for gus, and i...i...(tears up)

anyways, i think the thing that draws him to the train is getting suddenly ousted from the club he formed at school. he’s young, and having everyone you had assumed were your friends turn their back on you and throw you out of the space that you CREATED FOR THEM would be shocking to anyone, but it broke gus’ heart clean in two. after he’d picked his bag and himself up off the hallway floor, he’d left the building in a daze, not even realizing as he boarded the train door that had suddenly opened up in front of him until it was too late.

i’m actually going to go so far as to say that gus would likely be the one MOST interested in the truth of the train- he’d be asking the tough questions, like what is the purpose of the train? who made it and its technology? where does it exist that it can be both at his school and also speeding across a barren desert landscape at the same time? How does it create sentient lifeforms? the train helps him discover a new passion; journalism. he finds a journal that speaks to him as a friend and advisor in one of the trains, and he takes careful note of everything that happens to and around him. by the time he meets up with willow, he’s got so many ideas and theories that the other girl would have never thought to consider until that very moment.

idk what his number relates to because he’s perfect the way he is but if i had to take a shot in the dark it probably has something to do with finding somewhere he feels he can belong, as well as being able to mourn and let go of the people he’d considered his friends before he’d gotten on the train.

sorry this is so long i just have a lot of . gus feelings.

Amity ( + Edric + Emira )

lumping these whites together

okay so nobody wants to hear me talk about blight angst there are 800 posts about blight angst, so long story short the three siblings run away, get into an argument with each other, amity ditches them for the train while they’re asleep, and the twins panic and chase after her, determined to find her because in the end they’re all they’ve got.

‘next stop: amity blight’

i think it’d be a cool journey to see the three of them going from ‘we need to be together out of necessity’ to ‘we need to be together because we love each other, and that genuine support structure will pull us through when everything else fails.�� but in order for that to happen they all have to have their own journey, so at some point edric and emira finally get into a spat and that’s enough to get edric and emira stuck on opposite ends of a retracting bridge. send that mans to the BACK of the train.

emira: my greatest fear is being stuck with edric forever emira: (gets separated from edric) emira: haha wait please say psyche

amity’s number is definitely tied to her fear of failure, of not being enough for the people she holds closest to her- in this case her siblings, and then lilith, and then luz when they finally meet. when she acts without concern for what the people around her think and when she sticks up for what she knows is right, even when the majority is against her, her number goes down.

for ed and em im...i don’t want to think about their feelings because they’re supposed to be clowns but i am forced to consider that they may be jealous of their sisters independence. also separating them means they both have to take responsibility for all their own actions and choices, which is probably pretty new for the twins.

Lilith

im out of energy actually znzzzsnsz uh. estranged sister who sees something that reminds her of the relationship she used to have and she’s not actually as over it as she thought so the train....she..hghrg

#toh #the owl house

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dearheartwitcher · 4 years ago

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ocs masterpost

for ease of access! in-depth descriptions of all my favorite ocs, all in one post. you can find even more of my ocs (brief descriptions + reference images) over on my art fight page! (you have to be logged in to view!)

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DnD Characters:

note: for some of these, i have to omit large portions of info as i am either actively playing them, or saving them for a future campaign, and i dont want anyone im playing with to see and accidentally spoil themselves

Fennryn Autumntide—

They were separated from their parents as a baby, and instead raised by an older dwarven woman named Rhiannon Autumntide (AKA Anna). They lived in the forest on the mountain together. She taught them how to fend for themself, and a basic respect for nature and other living things. Their relationship was very teacher/student, but as the years went by they saw each other as family. Fenn solidified this by taking Anna’s last name when they were of age. Eventually, Anna passed away, and Fenn was left in the woods alone.

Fearful of dying alone without ever having experienced life off of the mountain, Fenn sets out to find an adventure. And they find one, alongside a younger tiefling man named Finn. Finn is an experienced pirate, but he is vulnerable. Finn and Fenn trust each other explicitly, and after some time, they fall in love.

Fenn is tall, muscular, and an older elf. They’re around middle aged.

Alistair—

Alistair is a mystery. They are a bizarre-looking half-elf, with a wicked grin, and glowing cyan eyes that lack pupils. They are seemingly fairly young, despite their hair beginning to grow white at the roots.

Alistair is extremely curious, and values sating that curiosity above most things. They spend much of their time exploring and researching. They also have a complete lack of respect for personal boundaries, and love to study and inspect whoever they can get their hands on. (They’re good with a pair of pliers, if you’re willing to let them pull a tooth. They’d be happy to show you their collection.)

Alistair also thrives on positive attention, especially from people who don’t give it easily. Perhaps that’s why they insist on hanging off of Frey as much as they do. Frey Matthias Wolfe is a rich bastard. He’s a man of study as well, but he’s a real mean bitch. And Alistair loves him.

Alistair’s patron... Is a whole other story. One that will remain secret, for now.

Jesse—

Jesse was spawned from the thought “I should make a mean nerd for everyone to bully!” And the execution, imo, was flawless. A 24 year old human man. Jesse is a bard, and he hates it. He has been traveling on his own for a while, and finished his bard college education a couple years ago. He’s pretty studious, and he’s determined to learn everything related to magic that he can.

Despite being a jackass, and kind of a stick in the mud, he does have some semblance of a sense of humor. He also likes to use his intelligence and skill to feel superior to the people around him as often as possible. He is visibly extremely disturbed by corpses.

Jesse is very vague about his past and his reasons for traveling alone.

Ford—

Ford is my newest character! He is a firbolg cowboy. Extremely tall (approaching 8’), with a powerful build. I can’t say much about him yet! He is seemingly very friendly and happy to lend a helping hand whenever he can. He has a sister, named Clementine, who owns a small grocery store.

Cressida:

(note: cressida city + the world its a part of belongs to my boyfriend @ghost-gore ! all the characters that mine know belong to him as well. warning for gore on his blog.)

Ellis—

Ellis is a demon who works in limbo under a man named Crow. Ellis is technically speaking, pretty old, but he looks just as much the young man he was when he died. He keeps his long hair back in a ponytail, and can’t seem to ever wear his suit properly.

Ellis’ powers allow him to see and alter people’s memories. Limbo, as it works out, is a mess of memories. He is always very busy keeping things in order. He’s no stranger to making mistakes, but he has a knack for fixing them to make up for it. When he has a moment to himself, he likes to slip into the dreams of humans. He thinks they’re interesting! (But he keeps accidentally bringing them nightmares...oops. Don’t worry, he can fix it!)

Ellis is in love with his boss, and has been for over a century. He has a hard time keeping it subtle, but fortunately(??) Crow is oblivious. But a century is a long time... And things have gotten intimate between them more than once.

He is also good friends with a much older demon, named Cordia. They like to meet up for drinks, and bond over funny cat pictures.

Rosier—

Rosier is an old, powerful demon. He was once a high-ranking officer in “Hell”’s military. He was charming, and an excellent strategist. (Having a powerful beast form also helps.)

However, something triggered him severely. In a frenzied panic, he shifted into his beast form and flew off.

As a beast, he has large red eyes, long antennae, sharp claws, and huge black wings. Years passed as he isolated himself, and legends spread of the Mothman. Rosier lost himself more and more, until he lost the ability to speak. He stopped seeing any people as the apocalypse happened all around him.

Later, living in the ruins outside of Cressida, he is found by a young hero named Ghost. Ghost is initially intimidated by Rosier, and treats him as an enemy. They fight a few times, before Ghost realizes that Rosier isn’t necessarily a foe— he’s just defending himself. Ghost then begins to treat Rosier almost as a pet.

After some time rehabilitating Rosier, Ghost brings him back to Orion HQ, where they work for Cordia. Cordia is one of very few demons old enough to recognize Rosier.

Eventually, Rosier is able to read, speak, and transform back into a more human shape. He still retains a few of his moth form’s traits, including fully red eyes, fur here and there, and limbs that fade to near-black at the tips.

Cyrus Darcy—

Cyrus is a rich bitch whore. He cares about three things ONLY: wine, sex, and himself. Money is power and he has more than enough of it. His parents passed away when he was a teenager, and they left him a fortune.

Cyrus always gets what he wants. If money can’t get it for him, he has another trick up his sleeve that can. Cyrus is a celestial, meaning a human born with supernatural powers. Cyrus has the power of suggestion, meaning that he can give anyone a short command that they are compelled to follow.

Cyrus has all the makings of a villain, but in actuality he is very neutral. He just wants to have a good time unbothered. He uses his powers mostly to get randos to leave him alone. (Randos like Arley and Kier, who are sent by Cordia to recruit Cyrus for Orion. It takes a while.)

Evelyn—

Evelyn (AKA Evie) was born in the Victorian Era, to a rich father. With money and good looks, she was often pursued by men wishing to court and marry her. She was disinterested in all of them. She preferred to spend her time reading and studying. Evelyn loved to learn, but she also loved a good romance or fantasy to sweep her off her feet.

Enter Cordia, who spent her Victorian days posing as a man. They had a passionate love affair, until Cordia made a sudden exit from Evelyn’s life.

Many years later, Evelyn awakens in the afterlife as an angel. When she and Cordia meet again, it is as equals and business partners.

She is now working as a librarian/an archivist. She also boxes, because she likes to feel strong.

Marcy—

Marcy is a thotty rave twink. They love music, they love neons, and they love to flirt. Marcy is very enthusiastic, and they are a little bit in love with basically everyone. They flirt constantly, and are not shy with physical affection. They like to do drugs and make out and they’re happy to do that with pretty much anyone who’s willing.

Marcy is also a celestial. Their powers allow them to control their personal gravity. They can jump really high, and come down hard, among other things! They mostly use it to help themself go fast. They used to be in roller derby! And they still love to skate.

(ps they have thighs for days and an ass that wont quit. thank u)

Other:

Bonnie Briary—

My newest oc! She belongs to a world where monsters are real, but hidden. Monsters aren’t super common, and they generally avoid integration with human society. (The setting is also a blend of modern + victorian fantasy. Think Lemony Snicket ambiguity.)

Bonnie is shy, sweet, and curious. She likes to study plants in particular. Her style of choice is cottagecore/fairycore blend. She has a garden that she loves very much.

Faust (belongs to tovomiel on ig), is a trash punk gargoyle monster, who for some reason has decided he likes Bonnie. He teases her relentlessly and loooooves to make her flustered. The catch is, he’s too shy to make a move beyond teasing and the occasional kiss. Bonnie, sweet as she is, is dying for him to stop leaving her hanging. Shenanigans ensue.

#knock knock its knuckles #ocs #oc masterpost #i will put this in my links page later tonight!

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kinktae · 7 years ago

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Tempting || 8

Y/N is an angel and a good one at that. She steers clear of the seven deadly sins, especially lust. She is out performing her duties when she runs into a demon. Luckily for her, that demon, Taehyung, doesn’t seem to buy into that whole “Angels and Demons are sworn enemies” idea. But unluckily for her, Taehyung just so happens to be the very embodiment of sin. Especially lust.

Or, “For someone who is meant to be so pure, you sure are dirty, angel.”

pairing: demon!taehyung x angel!reader

genre: fantasy, smut, angst

warnings: alcohol use, mentions of suicide/death, lots of dirty talk and smut lol

A/N: this is less biblical and more supernatural?? Like less focus on religion itself and more focus on angels and demons as immortal creatures even though I might reference some “biblical” terms lol sorry this is too unholy anyways it’s fine. oh and this is a dream I had!

CHAPTERS: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 (final)

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CHAPTER EIGHT (**JUST REALLY FILTHY SMUT IM SORRY, also hasn’t been edited yet!!!)

"Y/N?" Jimin's voice spoke, causing my head to snap up.

After coming to terms with the fact that the page on Vampires was gone, I had somehow gotten sucked into continuing to read about other kinds of demons. I didn't even hear Jimin arrive through the front door.

"Oh, hi." I breathed, slightly on edge, thinking that Jimin might have been Yoongi, coming back to threaten me once more.

Jimin stood just outside the study, a hand placed lightly against the door frame.

For a moment, neither of us said anything and I felt myself sink into shame as I remembered the last time Jimin and I had interacted.

"Um, about this morning..." I trailed off, unsure of how to begin. Jimin gave me a small smile.

"It’s alright, button. I know you’re just overwhelmed from all this studying you’re doing. Being a Power is a big responsibility, I’m sure I would’ve taken the suppressor to go out to Limbo, too."

If there was anyone I hated lying to, it was Jimin. Sure, I felt bad lying to the others; Namjoon was like an older brother to me, and Hobi was the person who made me laugh the hardest. But Namjoon often scolded me and Hobi liked to banter with me. Jimin, however, didn’t tease or lecture me. He was nothing but supportive and comforting and the thought of lying to him made me feel like absolute dirt.

“Thanks, Jimin.” I sighed, accepting his consolation despite how undeserving of it I was.

Jimin ran a hand through his silver hair, “Of course.”

“How are your flowers looking?” I brought up casually, in an attempt to dilute the still awkward atmosphere. Jimin broke out into a huge smile.

“Peachy keen!” He enthused cheerily. I raised an eyebrow and giggled at his words.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say ‘peachy keen’.” I mused. Jimin’s cheeks turned pink and he shook his head with a laugh.

“Sorry. The girl at the park says funny phrases like that all the time. I hear it so often that I’m starting to pick up her speaking habits, I guess.” He explained. I recalled the girl he was talking about briefly from this morning’s conversation, right before things had taken a turn.

“You're so cute, Jiminie.” I teased, enjoying the way he turned even redder and how he pouted at me. Hobi had once referred to Jimin and I as a pair of cherries, insisting that we were always bright red from blushing.

"Hey, look, I'm sure the others understand like I do but, uh, you might want to apologize to Hobi and Joonie when they get home in a little bit.”

Hobi and Namjoon we're going arrive soon? How long had I been reading for?

“What time is it?” I questioned. Jimin and I both looked over to view the clock that hung up on the wall.

Oh crap, it was past 8 PM. Taehyung always came over at 8.

"Are you done studying? Since you're out of your room, do you want to hang out with us? We haven't all had a night to hang out in a while–"

"Oh! Uh, no! Sorry! I, uh, am still studying. I was just... taking a break. I'm sorry." I quickly rambled, closing the book that lay in front of me and hastily shoving it back into its appropriate spot in the shelf.

I slipped past Jimin quickly, "Good night!"

I hurried up the stairs and ran towards the closed door of my room. Opening the door, I slipped in silently shutting the door behind me.

In my room stood Taehyung, who was rummaging through one of the drawers on my dresser.

"Jimin is the flower angel, right?" Taehyung hummed, clearly preoccupied by the contents of my dresser. I nodded, slightly surprised that he remembered the specifics of my roommates. I had told him once a while back, but I didn't think he actually cared much.

Staring at Taehyung's frame, I took in what he was doing. I frowned. Was that... my underwear drawer?

Taehyung pulling out my favorite pair of cotton panties and waving them at me with a smirk answered my suspicions.

I squealed in surprise and shoved him away from my dresser. I made several grabs for my underwear, all of which proved to be futile as Taehyung raised them up and out of my reach.

"Taehyung!" I exclaimed in utter horror, trying my best to keep my voice down in case Jimin decided to come upstairs. This was so humiliating.

"I remember these." He laughed, causing me to freeze in place.

Images of Taehyung peeling that exact pair of underwear he had peeled off of me before placing his tongue against me flashed through my mind, causing my face to heat up.

"You pervert! Why are you going through my underwear drawer?" I chided, trying to fight off my blush.

Taehyung looked at me as if the answer was obvious, "I wanted to see what kind of skimpy lingerie you owned."

I scoffed in disbelief, reaching once more to try and retrieve the stole garment.

"Yes, well," I huffed, "I don't own any of those kind of things so please just return that to me."

Taehyung let out a laugh at my attempts to reach the highly held underwear. He took a step towards my dresser before placing the underwear back into its designated drawer.

"Shame. I really love lace. Not that your cotton panties aren't nice. I especially like the little pink bow on the front."

I placed my face into my hands, in disbelief but also in ungodly embarrassment. I heard Taehyung chuckle before prying my hands away from my face.

I glared at him as he intertwined our fingers.

"You're so fucking cute." Taehyung said, placing a soft kiss against a pink cheek of mine.

"Shut up." I muttered, trying to sound annoyed despite how content I was from his soft display of affection.

"You were late and I got bored so I went through your drawers. What were you and Jimin talking about?" Taehyung muttered casually, his lips peppering kisses along my jaw.

God, I had missed Taehyung doing these kind of things. Taehyung and I spent most of our nights outside and in the city, small moments of intimacy like these didn't occur often.

"Nothing important." I assured him, too concerned with the fact that his mouth was now pressed against the exposed skin of my neck to go into the details of Jimin and I's conversation.

"Are you sure?" He breathed, licking a hot stripe against my neck. I whined at the gesture, closing my eyes. I gripped his hands firmly.

"Yes."

Suddenly, Taehyung pulled away from me, leaving me confused and frowning. Taehyung simply smiled at me.

"Okay, let's go, then."

"Go where?" I whined, wanting Taehyung to go back to what he was doing just moments ago.

"There's an amusement park in town! Today is the first day and it's a Wednesday so it shouldn't be too crowded." He explain excitedly.

I remembered that Jane had made plans in advanced with a friend to go to this fair, back when I was her guardian. It was hard to believe how much time had passed since that day.

It was hard to believe just how much my life had changed.

Taehyung made his way to my window, which was now usually left open, because of him. Slipping his legs through the opening, he sat on my window sill. He looked at me expectantly.

"Shall we go, angel?" He asked, flashing me a boyish smile.

My life had definitely changed, but with Taehyung around, I couldn't help but feel as if it had changed for the better.

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The walk to the amusement park was a pleasant one. Taehyung talked the entire way, clearly far more excited about our outing than I was. I was excited as well, I had never been to an amusement park, but my thoughts couldn't help but be preoccupied.

I wasn't sure whether or not to tell Taehyung about Yoongi's visit to my house. Taehyung had a right to know about what his friend was doing behind his back, but I couldn't help but feel as if telling him would be a mistake.

Yoongi was convinced I was bad for Taehyung, and ruining his friendship with Taehyung would only further his grudge against me. At the end of the day, Yoongi was just worried about Taehyung. Anyone who cared about Taehyung that much couldn't be completely evil, right?

"Look, we're here!" Taehyung announced excitedly. Even if he hadn't announced it, the amusement park was hard to miss.

It was set up on the city's fair grounds, land set aside for things like festivals or concerts. I could see quite a few of the taller rides from our location; the sounds of screams and laughters filling the air. I felt myself start to grow more and more excited, the amusement park's aura infectious.

"Let's go!" I yelled happily, grabbing Taehyung by the hand and running towards the entrance.

We arrived panting, but I couldn't help but jump in place with excitement. Fluorescent lights illuminated the entire park and I stared at amazement at the arrangement of colors.

I went to look over to Taehyung to point out a particular ride, only to find the spot next to me empty.

What? Where did he go?

I opened my mouth to call out to him before I spotted him standing in line for ticket purchase. I skipped over to him.

"You're getting a ticket?" I questioned in surprise. Taehyung glanced over me before muttering a 'yes' under his breath. I almost asked him why he was whispering before I remembered that if Taehyung was getting a ticket then he was probably visible to humans right now. They could see and hear anything that he did.

I let out a sigh. No one could see or hear me so if Taehyung were to speak to me like he normally did, people would look at him strange.

So instead of speaking, I stood beside Taehyung, my hands clasped together behind my back as I waited in line with him.

I was surprised he was buying a ticket. I had assumed that he was going to turn invisible, being that demons had the option to control their visibility, and that he would slip in wordlessly with me.

We reached the ticket booth in no time at all, and even though I didn't want to draw attention to Taehyung by getting him to speak to me, I couldn't help but share my excitement.

"Ah, I'm so excited!" I squealed, spinning in place dramatically. Taehyung glanced over at me with a smirk before directing his attention to the man in the ticket booth.

Suddenly, I grew curious as to what was inside of the booth. Was there a bathroom in there? Where did he keep all the tickets?

I leaned over Taehyung, in order to look into the booth and see. All of this was new to me.

Taehyung let out a noise of disapproval and extended his arm out and to the side; to the average human it looked as it if he was stretching, but really he was pushing me out of the away.

"I want to see." I groaned with a frown. I looked behind Taehyung to see that the woman in line behind him wore an expression similar to mine as her two screaming children tugged on her clothes, desperately trying to gain her attention.

"One one-day adult ticket please." Taehyung asked politely. I let out an excited noise and watched as the man stared at the Taehyung for a moment before nodding and handing him a ticket and a thin bright orange slip of paper. Taehyung grabbed it out of the man's hand with a smile before moving towards the entrance. I frowned as I analyzed the exchange.

"Taehyung?" I asked, trailing after the moving demon.

Taehyung said nothing, instead handing over his ticket to one of the staff members monitoring the park entrance. Taehyung and I walked into the noisy area.

Taehyung took a look around at the busy scene laid our before us as he wrapped the orange paper around his wrist; the paper had some sort of adhesive built into it, turning it into some sort of make shift bracelet.

He finally turned towards me, "Yes, angel?"

"Did you pay for that ticket?"

Taehyung stared at me, his eyes widening for a moment before returning to normal.

"No."

"But... he gave you a ticket, anyway?" I pressed, having a feeling that I already knew exactly what had just happened.

Taehyung looked uncomfortable; he reached a hand over to rub the back of his neck.

"I kind of... made him give me a ticket. Not like forced him, but yeah– It's kind of hard to explain."

I knew exactly what he had done. He had slipped into that man's mind and told him to hand over the ticket without asking to paying for it. This was exactly what the chapter on Scelus had described.

"If you weren't going to pay for the ticket then why did you bother getting one at all? Couldn't you just have become invisible like I am and walked right in?" I asked, trying to sound less bother than I was.

I don't know why, but I had assumed that Taehyung didn't used his powers often. But seeing as how casually he just entered that guy's mind, I was beginning to rethink that assumption.

Taehyung gestured towards the orange bracelet on his wrist, "This bracelet guarantees us a spot on each ride. There is a limited amount of people that can fit on each ride, so if I have this, I can save a place for both you and I. Beats being invisible and sat on by humans, huh?"

Despite how uneasy I felt about Taehyung using his warped mind control on an innocent man, I couldn't help but admire how smart the blond boy was.

"Nice thinking." I complimented with a small smile, wanting to push my thoughts aside and just enjoy the night with Taehyung.

Taehyung smirked at me, "Beauty and brains, I've got both. You sure lucked out with me."

I let out a laugh before intertwining his arm with mine.

"Come on, you handsome genius. Let's go try our luck on some of those balloon games."

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Two hours had gone by and it would appear that angels were prone to something Taehyung had referred to as motion sickness.

Two rollercoasters and one spinning ride in, and I was efficiently nauseated. Taehyung had suggested we sat down to let my stomach settle, so I took refuge on a nearby bench.

"Are you feeling any better?" Taehyung peered down at me nervously, biting down onto his bottom lip. The moment I told him I felt dizzy, he turned into a panicked wreck, forcing water down my throat in case I was dehydrated, and buying me a lemonade in case my blood sugar was low.

"Yes, I'm fine. I just needed to sit down." I assured him with a nod. I really was feeling better, I just didn't know how to tell him that if I so much as looked at a rollercoaster, I might be sick.

"Shit, I'm so sorry. I ruined your first amusement park experience. I wanted to do all the extreme rides first before the lines got longer as the night went on." Taehyung sighed, sitting down next to me. He threw an arm around the back of the bench behind me and tilted his head to rest against mine.

I couldn't help but admire how cute he looked doting over me.

"It's not ruined!" I assured him. "I love spending time with you. Besides, that first rollercoaster was loads of fun. You know, before the nausea set in."

Taehyung rolled his eyes before smiling fondly at me.

"I love you." He told me. I couldn't have bought the flush off my face even if I tried.

"I love you, too." I told him, my voice still shaky every time I said it. I don't think I'd ever be used to getting to say it so freely.

Taehyung's eyes flashed down to my lips, and for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead he gave me a smirk.

"You up for one last ride?"

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The Ferris Wheel, as Taehyung had told me it was called, was some sort of enormous rotating metal circle. I had initially shot it down the moment I found out that it moved, but Taehyung assured me that it wasn't a ride as so much as a way to look over the park.

For whatever reason, no one seemed to want to go on it as the line was near nonexistent and Taehyung and I got an entire passenger car to ourselves.

I took a step onto the circular cabin and wobbled a bit as it rocked slightly. Sitting down, I watched as Taehyung climbed in after me, thanking the man who closed the door after us.

"Are we sure this is stable?" I asked, already feeling myself begin to grow nervous.

"Would I endanger your life, angel?" Taehyung responded, feigning hurt with a hand over his chest.

The Ferris Wheel had already began to move, slowly, taking us higher.

"Even if you wanted to, you couldn't on this thing. This is the slowest ride ever." I noted. My stomach, for one, was grateful for that.

Taehyung only laughed in response, intertwining his hand with mine. I looked down at our hands and smiled. I had been wanting to hold his hand all night, but I didn't want to draw attention to Taehyung by having him look like he was holding onto nothing.

I let out a sigh.

"You're not having fun, are you?" Taehyung said, sounding sad.

"No, I am! I promise you I am." I said, dismissing him with a shake of my head.

"Then why do you look so sad?" Taehyung pressed. I met his eyes for a moment before looking out over the passenger car. We were decently high up now.

"I dunno. It's just... being an angel is kind of lonely."

"Lonely? What do you mean?" Taehyung said, sounding confused.

I sighed, "It doesn't bother me too much, usually, but it's kind of a very isolating thing to not be able to be seen or heard."

"I can see and hear you." He remind me.

"Yeah, but they can't." I said, looking down at the scrambling bodies of the park go-ers. Each of them here for the sole reason of enjoying themselves and the company of others.

"Other angels can see me, of course, so it's not like I'm entirely invisible, but even here with you, I can't hold your hand or have conversations with you whenever. Because even though you know I'm here, they don't."

I took a moment to gather my thoughts.

"I'm supposed to protect those people down there. But I think the main reason why I can't is because a small part of me resents humans. I'm envious of them. I can pretend to run around and go on rides like I'm one of them but I'm not. It's an awful thing to be standing in the middle of a crowd of people and still be on the outside, never really apart of it."

I could feel Taehyung staring at my profile. The view was incredible now, we weren't even at the top but I could still see almost over every ride. The colorful lights swallowed the pieces of metal and plastic, leaving instead an ocean of flashing fluorescent color.

"I think of Jane and I think of memories I have with her; I think of Jane as a friend. But to her, I'm nothing. She’ll never know who I am." I turned to face Taehyung, my eyes beginning to water. "That's why I wanted to meet your friends that night at Limbo. Back then, I knew it was a bad idea to get involved with demons but... I dunno... it's just nice to have people who can see me– who know I'm there."

Taehyung took me surprise by grabbing both sides of my face to kiss me.

I reveled in the kiss, missing the feeling of his mouth against mine, but before I could move to deepen it, Taehyung pulled away.

"I'm sorry, angel."

I blinked.

"Why are you apologizing?" I said, tilting my head in confusion. Taehyung ran a thumb against my cheek, using the hand that was still cupping my face.

"I didn't know you felt like this."

I shrugged, "I never told you, it's not your fault for not knowing."

Truth was, I hadn't told anyone this. I didn't allow myself to think too much on these thoughts, finding it better to suppress my feelings. My self loathing only grew the more I realized that I thought like this.

"I know. It's just that all this time I thought all my problems would've disappeared if I just became an angel. I didn't know that angels had these kinds of thoughts. Even when you tried to tell me, I didn't fully understand. But now I do. And I'm sorry."

The Ferris Wheel came to a sudden stop and Taehyung and I turned away from each other to look out at the view. We were at very top now. From here, all those people looked so small, like they were just little insignificant dots and not the reasons behind my self loathing and insecurities.

"We're a pretty fucked up pair, aren't we?" Taehyung breathed, not taking his eyes off the view.

"Mm, maybe." I said, causing Taehyung to look at me.

"Or maybe we're the normal ones, and everyone else is fucked up."

Taehyung stared at me, eyes wide and I frowned once I noticed.

"What?" I inquired, confused as to why he was looking at me like that.

"Angel, you just cursed." He laughed.

This time it was my turn for my eyes to widen, "I did?"

Taehyung laughed again and nodded. I couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"I guess when you love someone you end up picking their speaking habits." I mused, leaning into Taehyung's side to nudge him.

"I really am tainting you, huh? It's not too late, angel, you can still fall out of love with me and save the chastity of your vocabulary. Chastity is a virtue, after all." Taehyung suggested, wiggling his eyebrows.

I smirked.

"Chastity is overrated."

Grabbing Taehyung by the collar of his shirt, I pulled him into me, wasting no time in deepening the kiss.

Taehyung let out a moan at my words and the sound alone was enough to encourage me to swipe my tongue against his bottom lip. Taehyung ran his hand into my hair and tilted his head so that his tongue could better meet mine.

He tasted like the cotton candy he eaten 20 minutes ago and I greedily accepted the taste.

I clutched onto the fabric of his black t-shirt liked my sanity depended on it because it did. If Taehyung pulled away now I didn't know what I'd do. One of Taehyung’s hands snuck up my torso and placed a careful squeeze on my breast.

I gasped away from the kiss, not expecting him to be so bold.

Suddenly, Taehyung grabbed both of my hips; he lifted me up and spun me around, placing me on his lap, my back pressed against his chest. Taehyung's mouth found my neck instantly and he bit down on it eagerly.

"No marks, Taehy–"

My words were cut short by the feeling of Taehyung prying my thighs apart.

He ran his fingertips down my inner thighs gingerly, and I shut my legs the moment I realized his final destination.

"Taehyung, not here." I squeaked. Despite my words, I grinded against Taehyung's hardening bulge. Neither my body nor Taehyung chose to listen to me.

Taehyung grabbed one of my legs and forced it to bend, setting my foot down on the seat, exposing myself.

"Shut up." He said, placing a small slap against my newly exposed inner thigh.

I made a mental note to stop wearing skirts and dresses around Taehyung all together.

Taehyung's didn't hesitate for a moment. He ran his long fingers up and down my clothed core, causing me to wriggle on his lap. I latched my hand around his wrist to pull his hand away but a firm rub against my clit seized my movements.

I whined lowly, hating that Taehyung had me in this position. It was humiliating.

"Look at you, angel. Legs spread, letting me play with your pussy while you face everyone. You're fucking filthy." Taehyung scolded into my ear before taking my earlobe in between his teeth.

"N-No, I'm not." I whimpered, my eyes closing and my hips starting to move to meet his fingers’ movements.

"I can feel how wet your panties are. You like this, huh?" Taehyung teased. I could only moan in reply when his fingers once again found my clit.

I opened my eyes to see that we had descended and were nearly at the bottom of the Ferris Wheel. There at the bottom stood the worker that had closed to the door for us.

Oh, God.

"Taehyung, mm, you have to stop. T-There's someone at the bottom." I pleaded. My body was past the point of listening to me, so I prayed that my words would be enough to get Taehyung to stop.

To my horror and absolutely delight, Taehyung merely pushed aside my panties and sunk two of his fingers inside me.

I let out a squeak and threw my head back, resting it in the crook of his neck. This was so wrong.

"He can't see you, baby." He reminded me quietly as we reached the bottom and the Ferris Wheel came to a stop.

I clasped a hand over my mouth.

"You enjoy the ride?" The worker asked politely stepping forward to speak to Taehyung.

"Quite the view." Taehyung smiled back, not letting up the motions of his hands for a moment. Moans were slipping through the cracks of my fingers and it was ridiculous how wet I was.

The worker must have notice Taehyung's odd hand motions because he glanced down at where Taehyung's hand entered me.

Let out an embarrassingly loud moan and bucked my hips forward. I knew the man couldn't see me, to him it just looked like Taehyung was moving his hand oddly, but I couldn't help but imagine that he could see the way Taehyung was wrecking and stirring up my insides.

"Mind if I go for another round?" Taehyung asked, sounding unbelievable innocent despite what he was doing to me.

The worker's eyes flicked back momentarily to Taehyung's hand, looking slightly confused, before snapping back up to meet Taehyung's eyes, clearly not wanting to seem rude and stare.

Taehyung removed all fingers to rub at my clit. I moaned loudly, and raised a hand to hide my face, my face had never been this hot before.

"Sure thing. It's kind of a slow night anyways." The man laughed, stepping away from the passenger car to let it continue to move.

"Being invisible has its perks after all, huh?" Taehyung chuckled.

"I hate you so much." I cried out as Taehyung entered me once more, sinking in knuckle deep.

We had begun our ascend already and the worker was far below us but I could still imagine the man's eyes on me.

"No you don't. You loved it. I could feel the way you clenched around my fingers when you thought he looked at you."

Taehyung's dirty words only coaxed more moans from my mouth. He was making me feel too good for me to quip back some sort of response.

"Who knew my filthy little angel liked being watched." Taehyung hummed to himself, only further riling me up. I knew I wasn't going to last for very much longer.

"Remember the way you danced against me and Jungkook at Limbo... I bet you'd love it if I fucked you in front of him, hm?"

I moaned out at his filthy words, feeling my high nearing itself by the second.

"I'd fuck you so hard, angel. Just to show Jungkook what he can't have. You're mine." He growled, running his nose along the length of my neck. His free hand reached over to rub against my clit, and I nearly started sobbing.

"Ah– Taehyung!"

My climax hit me harder than I was expecting it to, and I wasn't sure if it was because of how public all of this was or because of Taehyung's filthy words.

My back arched and my thighs quivered, having effectively been turned into gelatin.

Taehyung continue to finger me through my release, only stopping once I stopped shaking.

"I missed the sounds of your moans, angel." Taehyung told me sweetly, pressed a kiss onto my cheek. I could only hum in response.

"Are you going to yell at me for finger fucking you in public once you regain the ability to speak?"

I nodded my head in agreement before pausing, and then shaking my head side to side.

"Is that a yes or a no?" Taehyung chuckled.

Taehyung put my leg back down and helped me pull my skirt back down.

"Taehyung." I began finally, turn in his lap to look at him.

"Ah fuck, here it comes. Okay I'm ready. You can yell at me now." Taehyung said, frowning as if to brace himself.

"Spend the night with me." I told him softly, my face slightly pink.

Taehyung looked at me in awe, clearly not expecting what I said at all.

"Really? Wait, why?" Taehyung said, eyeing me suspiciously. Taehyung had tried to sleepover multiple times, and I had shut him down every time, on the account that it was too risky; the boys could accidentally find out about him.

I laughed at his accusatory tone.

"Because," I began, wrapping my arms around his neck, looking up at him through my lashes, a small smirk on my lips.

"You missed the sound of my moans."

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WELP I GUESS MY APRIL FOOLS JOKE WAS MAKING YALL THINKING THEY WERE GONNA FUCC IN THIS CHAPTER LOL no but actually I felt like it would be too rushed if I did it in this chapter so next chapter it is. PLUS LIKE I THOUGHT OF THIS SCENE AND IT JUST NEED TO HAPPEN OKAY?? ily

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