#and ur writing omg

[enha-stars]

hi new moot ! hope ur having an amazing bday so far 🫶🏼

omg hi, nic!!!!! thank you so much!! considering i woke up only a few hours ago, it’s going wonderfully

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The Greywaren

Quite suddenly Ronan was cross with both voices. He was cross with himself. Both sides telling him what he was, and him believing it. How long had he been asking: Tell me what I am?.

Never once had he simply decided for himself.

It wasn't a choice at all.

He woke up.

-Maggie Stiefvater

[sincerlyus]

two best friends in a room, they might commit crimes!!

[idyllcy]

Concept: Jaime having a lot of left over adrenaline from a fight so he fucks the reader up against the nearest wall

post-fight. - jaime reyes x reader (nsfw warning!)

it happens more often than Jaime admits, but less often than you complain to him about it for.

Jaime has you pressed against the back of the wall in some run-down alleyway, only half of his suit deactivated as he's rutting into you desperately, the sweat and blood still on the back of his armor, his sweat running down his sides as you cling onto his biceps for life, exhausted panting and whimpers slipping past your lips as you stare at him disappear into you with a lewd squelch each time.

"I'm sorry." He whimpers into your ear. "You just— looked so good, mi vida, I just—"

You moan as he presses his lips to yours, desperate to muffle the moans coming out of your mouth, yet wanting to keep listening to them. Maybe swallowing them would work.

It doesn't, but Jaime does get the reward of you biting his bottom lip as he feels you spasm around him, your orgasm ripping through your body as you gush around him, and Jaime only speeds up to chase after his own high, pulling from your lips to tell you how pretty you were, whimpering and moaning quietly over you, eyes raking your body to see how dazzling you were when covered in a layer of sheen from the sweat.

and when he feels his own orgasm rip through him, chest pressed to yours as he gasps into your ear, he makes sure to clean you up, tongue pressed to your you, drunk on the taste of you and him mixed together, hums from his chest shooting up your spine and causing your fingers to fly to his hair, whimpering.

and when he finishes, his suit finally comes off completely as he holds you in his arms, mumbling into your ear about how good you were for him, how he was sorry for taking the adrenaline out on you again, pressing you to his chest as he lets you fall limp in his hold and get some well-deserved rest, he presses a kiss to your forehead and takes care of the rest. After all, it's the least he can do for you.

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[so-very-small]

*picks a tiny up by the ankle and just dangles them in the air for a bit cause they look cute when terrified*

[livelaughloveluobinghe]

even though svsss is about how like nurturing kindness can change the course of your life, ik in my heart sqq craves Twitter discourse

[b1mbodoll]

gabi ‘m having thoughts about fairy!leehan. idk much abt fairy traps n things in the forest, jus’ that leehan would do whatever it takes to lure u into his realm so he can keep u forever and ever :( gets obsessed the moment he sees you out on a walk, twitches in his pants when you stray too close to his realm, dribbles pre all over his closed fist when you see the berries he enchanted just for you! he thinks you’re so naive :( anything could happen to you on these little strolls you take, you should be thanking him for always watching over you, protecting you. ur curiosity gets the better of you after passing his berry bush one too many times and u try one after an extensive google search to identity them. leehan grips his base to stop himself cumming seeing that juice staining your lips :( when the berries make you fall asleep, bind you to his realm and make you alllllll his, he carries you home. slicks his fingers up with honey and plays with every hole he can find, hooking his fingers behind the gummy insides of your cheeks, pinching and playing with your soft folds ‘til they slick up with something so sweet he wants to bottle it. gropes painfully hard to satisfy himself with the marks his rough touch leaves, abuses your skin with dark, blotchy bruises and drools all over you. jus’ imagine waking up covered in his spit and cum, all marked up by him :(( it’s all over your cheeks and eyelids, pooling in your belly button and every little divot in your pliant body leehan could find :( your nipples are so sore from his sharp teeth and he’s slobbering over your sensitive clit with his fingers curling experimentally in both holes :((( i don’t even know WHERE this idea came from but it’s haunting me it’s so hot and messy thinking abt being his little pet, having no choice but to let him experiment with your body while you sniffle and blubber about being stuck on his realm! jus’ imagine begging him to tell you how to leave and he looks up at you from between your thighs wide eyed n’ tells you maybe he’ll think about letting you go if you let him stick his cock into ur soft slick mouth and swallow his cum like a good little pet :(

pairings: leehan x f! reader

warnings: fairy! leehan + foodplay (the berry thing got me) + fingering + oral + squirting + somnophilia + monsterfucking (just in case)

💌: i think i’m going to pass out.. this is so delicious ‘m drooling

leehan’s cock throbs as he eyes the berry juice dribbling from your lips and down your chin, it stains your skin and the way your tongue darts out to lick the spillage makes him groan, his wings fluttering slightly behind him as lust clouds his mind.

it isn’t long before the enchantment takes its toll on your body; you grow sleepier, passing out soon after eating a handful of them and that’s when he makes his way over, admiring your beauty before taking advantage of the situation. he strips you of your clothing and it takes everything in him not to fuck into you immediately, it’s almost as if your wet cunt has him in a trance but he snaps out of it, wanting to use your body to play out his fantasies.

leehan kisses and licks your lips, moaning when the taste of sweet berries fills his mouth. he trails his tongue over your throat, stopping to suck hickeys onto the soft skin and he preens at the marks left behind, claiming you in his own way.

he kisses down your body, taking his time when he reaches your breasts, one of your nipples in his mouth as his fingers twist and pull the other, even palming your tit when he gets overwhelmed at the feeling. he’s never had the opportunity to touch a human like this and he’ll be damned if he doesnt explore every inch of your body.

the fairy grabs one of the fruits and bites into it, allowing for its juices to drip onto your pussy; drool slips from his mouth as well, a mixture of juice and spit making a mess of your hole.

he presses the berry against your folds, pushing and dragging it to spread the sweetness over your pretty cunt, eager to find out how you’d taste. lithe fingers make their way into your empty hole, coated in the wetness and leehan curls them inside of you, manipulating your body however he pleases.

the feeling of your walls clamping down on the digits is enough to drive leehan crazy, pulling them out and bringing them up to his mouth, cleaning his fingers of your arousal and you taste better than he could’ve ever imagined, swiping his tongue from knuckle to fingertip, savoring the flavor.

he grunts in annoyance when his fingers are free of the remnants, spreading your hole before eating you out; his nose bumps your clit as he pushes his face deeper between your thighs, tongue delving between your folds and slurping audibly to collect every bit of your mixed juices as he can.

despite being unconscious, your body reacts on its own; the pleasure causing you to subconsciously tighten your thighs and clench around his tongue. you whine softly as moans escape leehan and the vibrations are felt on your clit, sleepily tossing and turning the closer you get to your orgasm.

leehan thinks there’s absolutely no way he could ever set you free; not after tasting your cunt mixed with the berry. the taste on his fingers is nothing compared to the one straight from the source and his eagerness to make you cum sends you tumbling over the edge, your release painting his pretty face when you squirt for him.

hm, seems like you’d the perfect human pet after all.

[phantom-0-writer]

danny died bc he tripped and accidentally turned on the portal? actually that was the reaction waves of krypton finally dying reaching earth. the wave of kryptonite coincidentally gave danny his powers.

ghost form? thats actually his body's reaction to the sudden surge of power (which includes shape shifting). his phantom form is what he looks like as a "kryptonian".

he doesn't rly align w the other supers? thats bc each kryptonian family has their own source (aka core) for their powers. the s on superman's design means hope and prosperity, and is the symbol of the house of el. which is why kryptonite (formed by the death of their planet/ Disparity) weakens them

danny isn't from the house of El. his fam represented life/resilience, which is why he's weakened by blood blossoms, created by gruesome death. and also y danny can see the dead kryptonians and interact w them. (his house ruled over/ controlled the phantom zone???? maybe)

clark was ecstatic to find out that the yj's newest recruit was a kryptonian. danny was surprised when the scans/mandatory physical said he was actually an alien. bruce is happy for clark, but isn't happy to know that apparently kryptonite isn't an effective contingency plan. konner doesn't know how to feel abt his new team mate.

[xythlia]

Surprising mammon for his birthday with some absolutely sinful gold lingerie. You spend the night worshipping him, showing your devotion and greediness for him, taking your sweet time with his sensitive body

𓏲 ࣪₊ hbd to our mans hes getting smacked between us all like a volleyball holding on for dear life <3

› cw : f!reader, lingerie, body worship, praise, nipple play, hickies, handjob, petnames (baby, honey), anal fingering, ball fondling

Your skin prickled with anticipation and heat, not even the cool air inside the bedroom worked to combat the fever stoked by arousal. The chain clasped around your neck, draping down your chest in interlocked mesh did little to ground you.

It was extravagant, something he rarely got to indulge in anymore but tonight was a treat; what could be more fitting for the Avatar of Greeds birthday than his beloved in trappings of gold just for him to unravel? You bit your lip, hands roaming your skin feeling far too needy for his touch.

But patience comes first, he went out with Asmodeus to do some shopping which means he'll be doubly surprised when he opens the door. Fortunately you don't have to wait much longer, hearing his telltale footsteps coming up the hallway as you rise to sit perched on your legs folded beneath you. It felt like that earlier desire was now a string fully pulled taught by ghostly fingers.

With a grin that nearly hurts your cheeks you watch as it takes his brain several moments to catch up to what his eyes see, mouth slightly agape as he takes you in. In a rush he fumbles with the door, dropping shopping bags at his feet.

"What are ya-"

"Happy birthday!" You tip your head back to laugh, purposely showing off your gold dripped breasts.

As your giggle tapers off you rise to your feet, padding over to him to take his hands in yours, noticing how hot his skin feels.

"Ya wearing that just for me?" You don't miss how his voice cracks on the last syllable. Stopping just before the bed you gently place your hands on his chest, humming in affirmation as they run down over the soft material of his shirt stopping to slip your fingertips beneath the hem and reveling in the way his breathing hitches at the contact.

"Mhm," you place a kiss to the side of his throat, "just for you...". The air is balmy as his hands hesitantly rest at your sides, as if for a split second he wonders if he's dreaming.

Encouragingly you drag his shirt up over his stomach, dragging your lips up his throat, over his jaw, before finding purchase at his lips in a kiss that devoured all air in your lungs. As he backed you up the rest of the way, until you felt the edge of the mattress hit the back of your knees, you pulled back to slow him. With a soft tch you help him pull his shirt off then toy with the waistband of his jeans before he eagerly slid them off as well.

"Thought ya said it was mine to unwrap?" He asked. Gingerly you palm his erection through his boxers, eyes half lidded as you guide him to lay on his back letting you straddle his hips. The sharp intake of breath as you slide your pussy, barely covered in a thin scrap of satin, against him makes you nearly moan.

He looks so gorgeous beneath you, hair tousled and skin already gleaming with sweat in the low light.

"It is, but what kind of birthday would it be if I didn't give you something extra special, hm?" You murmur as your fingers curl around the band of his boxers, enjoying the slight whine that slips past his lips.

His eyes are glued to you, rapt with want as you wiggle your hips again, friction working like pieces of flint to spark embers in your tummy and make your clit throb. Again you tell yourself to be patient, bending down to nip at his jawline before daring to swipe your tongue along his neck, sucking and grazing the flesh with your teeth to create vivid purple bloom across his clavicle.

Teasingly you roll his nipples between both thumbs and indexes, swallowing his whines as you bring your lips back up to his and his hands knead against your ass. In jerky motions his hips buck against you, desperate for that earlier friction as you pinch and lightly tug at his nipples.

It's easy to tell he's getting impatient, needy and you answer his breathy moans by slipping his boxers down. In a flash he's gotten the idea already, raising his hips to help you slide them off as his cock springs out of its confines to lightly hit against his abdomen. The swollen red tip makes you nearly start drooling, tongue sliding across your bottom lip with the faint remembrance of salty, thick cum coating it.

But that's not what you have in mind tonight, it just wouldn't be enough to show him how deep your affection for him runs. Softly you wrap one hand around his shaft, slight, slow pumps as he throws his head back against the pillows with a moan so deep you can feel how wet its got you.

"Feel good, baby?" You purr, keeping the pace languid to feel him throb in your hand. Instantly a deep flush spreads across his cheeks, one hand clawing at your thigh as the other lays against the top of his head.

"Everything ya do feels good," he grunts out the last part, already breathing heavy as your thumb smears precum across his tip.

"You know you're everything I ever wanted?" Your other hand reaches between both your legs to fondle his balls, a sweet spot you found early on in your relationship. Between the ragged breathing and the whiny moans you know he can't answer you, but you didn't really anticipate he would so you continue.

"You're so wonderful, always taking care of me," you bend back down to ghost your lips over his as you finish in a whisper, "let me take care of you baby, yeah?"

You pick up your pace, reaching over as you sit back to grab the lube resting on the bed. It's something he shyly brought up to you one day, something you've been saving for just this occasion. It slides out of the tube cold and sticky, easily enough to do one handed although some drips against the bedspread, forgotten.

Lightly your index circles his hole, gently building up to insertion so as not to cause any pain while your other hand keeps up its steady strokes against his cock. The way his jaw drops open in a silent moan as your first knuckle slides past the ring of muscle is absolutely sinful, searing itself into the back of your eyelids.

"You're doing so good, honey" you coo at him, barely holding it together yourself watching the way hes unraveling as you introduce more of your index. Tactfully you twist your hands around his cock, gliding against the skin as he sloppily pushes his hips up to chase the movement. When he stills for a moment you start sliding the digit in and out in a nice, steady rhythm.

"S'too much-" he chokes out, the hand above his head clenching part of the pillow in a white knuckle grip. "Feels good fuck-"

He cuts himself off in a strangled cry while your hand keeps pumping regardless, feeling the slow throb of his cock as warm cum spurts against his stomach, milking him as you place sweet kisses against his cheek.

Your noses brush as your hands leave him, groping for the hand towel that was also laying somewhere beside you on the bed. As you clean up in loving movements his breathing steadies against and his hands caress your sides, making you giggle.

"I get the rest of this present now, yeah?" He murmurs weakly, making your stomach do summersaults.

"Of course you do, birthday boy."

[megumiifushiiguro]

i'm never gonna get over this btw

[zumicho]

MOUSETRAP! ← IWAIZUMI / AKAASHI SMAU EP6: FIRST NAME BASIS (BASE) ･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ + WRITTEN⋆ ･

cw: swearing, innuendo, oikawa

｡･ﾟﾟ･ WRITTEN PORTION BELOW ✧･ﾟ: *

he’s right. it’s empty.

haji’s words during the drive repeat themselves to you :

“i like this beach because it’s almost never crowded. quiet place with a nice view, you know? gets you a break from.. everything else.” to which you hummed in agreement, cracking a joke about the french fry smell in his car—secretly thankful for the food he brought. you’d never actually thank him though, not if you had to trade that with the pink flush creeping up his cheeks as he stutters over his explanation.

it’s hard to believe you’ve never met before; you click so well. you wonder why you’ve never bumped into each other.

his biceps flexed as he skillfully ripped a paper bag into a mat for your dinner. those can’t be just for show, your breathing slows. the worn in white tank he threw on rounded out the perfect effortlessly hot & sexy raw lifeguard look and HELLLL IT LOOKED GOOD ON HIM!!!!!!! ok now back to being poetic & literate

in the distance, a group of friends gather for a game of beach volleyball. following your line of sight, iwaizumi pauses mid sentence and nudges you gently with his elbow. “you play any?”

you shake your head, laughing,

“not as good as my brother.”

you’re already getting up.

��� FACTLIST!

• this is my favorite ep so far :D not rlly a fact

• bokuto ate yn’s portion in hotpot in her stead

• making up for the lack of iwa in my last chapter, here’s a written part for my (our) man <3

• he spent 15 minutes in kuroo’s closet asking him what to wear, facetimed oikawa too

author’s note: crying i want what they have +++ dear user eggyrocks if u see this I love ur posts more than anything and would gladly trade all my worldly possesions to keep bruised on the internet forever

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@needtoloveoutloud @rory-cakes @minaluvu @tenjikusstuff4 @cherrypieyourface @strawberrygloom1 @bows4life @suitstars @dreamsofnaughtiness

bolded didn’t work

yes my song choices are cracking me up let me have this

[petrichor-han]

one of my favorite things is when u find out a fic writer has like a serious career. like ur reading the dirtiest nastiest smut ever and then u read the author’s note and they’re like “wrote this chapter in between two brain surgeries!!!! enjoy!!!!! 😝”

[echoesofaheart]

do you have an opinion on the obelisk?

wh. the what????

[archangeldyke-all]

mermaid reader and pirate/sailor sevika

sevika would be such a good pirate! she's ruthless and driven and really fucking smart, could you imagine her in one of those billowing white shirts??? i just nutted.

anyways, let's be cliche. it's so fun.

men and minors dni

you're out swimming when you come upon a shipwreck. judging by the wreckage still in flames, it had happened pretty recently. you swim closer, eager to see what kind of treasures were on board. as you approach the debris, you hear a groan. you freeze, your eyes scanning the water for a sailor as you sink into the water, just your eyes above the waves.

it's been a while since you had a sailor, and human is always a nice treat when you've been feasting on fish for a while. you bite your lip as you start slowly swimming around the various floating barrels and shrapnel.

there's a few dead men bobbing on the surface of the sea face down. you scrunch your nose in disgust as you navigate the bodies, swimming toward the moaning that's echoing over the waves. humans only taste good when they're still warm.

as the last remaining yards of the main mast sink below the surface, a loud, animalistic scream sounds out from behind you. you whip around. your eyes catch on a moving figure. as you swim closer, you're eyes adjust, and you realize that it's a human hugging onto a bobbing barrel. you grin, your sharp fangs descending from your gums as you duck beneath the surface and swim under the barrel.

two feet below the floating human, you can only see their flailing legs. you smile. human legs are so strange looking. you reach out to run one of your long, sharp nails down their pant leg, laughing when they start to panic, flailing around in the water. "what the fuck was that?!" you hear their garbled shout out above the water. you giggle, then wrap your hand around their ankle. a loud shriek rings out and they nearly kick your face with their free leg. you dodge them and swim away, slowly rising to the surface behind where they're scrambling to straddle the barrel and get their body out of the water. you chuckle.

the sailor whips around to face you, and you both simultaneously gasp.

it's a woman, you think in shock. her breasts are heaving, and the thin white shirt she's wearing is doing nothing to conceal her chest now that it's soaked. her silver eyes are wild, her black hair is plastered to her face, her brown skin is dotted with drops of water. a pretty woman.

"fuck." she whispers. you giggle again, swimming closer to her as she scrabbles at the barrel in fear. "fuck fuck fuck." she curses. you stop ten feet away from her.

"i've never seen a human woman before." you say. she freezes.

"y-you can talk?" she asks. you giggle. humans always ask that.

"what are you doing out here?" you ask. the woman blinks at you.

"are... are you gonna kill me?" she asks. you shrug and smirk.

"dunno." you say honestly. "never killed a woman before."

it's silent for a moment. then, "aren't you supposed to sing?" she asks. you burst into laughter.

"only if i was trying to lure you. but... you don't really have anywhere else to go, do you?" the woman studies you and you study her. "you're very pretty." you say. the human laughs. what a lovely sound. "what are you doing out here?" you ask her again.

"i... i was captain of this ship." she says. you blink.

"women can sail?" you ask. she scowls at you.

"'course we can." she grunts. "they just don't want us to."

you consider this, looking the woman up and down. she's shivering now, the shock and adrenaline wearing off. "doesn't look like it went very well." you say, gesturing to the floating bits of ship surrounding you. she growls.

"that's not my fuckin' fault! my navigator got scurvy!" she spits. you swim closer to her and she shuts up, gulping. you frown.

"are you scared of me?" you ask. she huffs a laugh.

"obviously." she says. you frown.

"why?"

"fuckin' look at you!" she says, gesturing her free hand at you. you look down at your body. "gills and fangs and shit! i thought mermaids were a fuckin' myth!"

you pout, sucking your fangs back up into your gums. "there. better?" you ask. the woman shrugs.

"depends."

"on?"

"are you gonna kill me?" she asks. you grin.

"dunno." you say again. she groans. "what's your name?" you ask.

"sevika." she says.

"how'd you get into sailing?"

"dad was a fisherman." she grunts.

"which flag do you sail under?" you ask. you've had horrible experiences with sailors who wave the flag with the red X on the white sheet, a few of their ships tried to hunt you for weeks. ships that fly the red X on the blue sheet carry tasty sailors, always fattened up and full of liquor. the woman before you chuckles.

"none of 'em." she says. you raise an eyebrow at her. "i... technically was not the owner of that vessel." she says, gesturing to the bottom of the sea where her ship has sunk. you grin.

"you're a pirate!?" you gasp. she shrugs.

"i guess."

"a woman pirate!?" you ask again. she chuckles at your excitement.

"yeah." she says. you swim in an excited little circle before reaching your hand out to sevika. she flinches away from it and you pout.

"come on. i'm not gonna kill you." you say, shaking your hand at her. she eyes you warily.

"right. i'm sure you say that to all the boys before you sink those freaky teeth into their throats." she says. you grin and giggle.

"well yeah, but you're not a boy." you say. she hesitates, still, and you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. "fine. i'll just leave you here to starve to death. or maybe the dehydration will get you first. you'll start drinking the saltwater to quench your thirst and that'll be it. or maybe the sun will just cook you to a crisp when it rises." you say, slowly swimming away from the pirate. panic starts creeping over her face as you speak, and when you dip beneath the water, you hear her scream.

"wait! come back!" she shouts. you giggle and pop up six inches away from her. she jumps in surprise, her grip on the barrel slipping, and she starts flailing as she begins to sink. you quickly hook one of your arms under hers, pulling her back up to the surface and holding her as she gasps and sputters for air. "thank you." she says, as she clings to you. you smile.

the woman falls asleep in your arms as you swim her to a small deserted island nearby. on the shore, with half your body still in the water, you gently tend to her wounds, cleaning them out with saltwater before dressing them with strips of her shirt. she shifts and mumbles in her sleep, but doesn't wake. you admire her for an hour or two, pressing your ear to her chest to listen to her lungs, poking at her legs and studying her toes. when the sun begins to rise, you spend an hour catching and killing fish for her, dumping the headless bodies into a pile beside her sleeping body. it occurs to you that humans drink freshwater, so you begin to swim around the perimeter of the island, looking for a river or stream where you can collect some water for your new human friend.

when you return to sevika with a sack you'd made out of leaves filled with fresh water over your shoulder, she's starting to wake up. you claw up onto the beach to lay beside her, watching her twitching eyelids blink awake.

"you're real." she grunts. you smile. "thought i imagined you." she says, sitting up. there's sand in her hair, and you reach up to brush it out.

"your hair's so soft." you say as you twirl a lock of it between your fingers. sevika looks around her, taking in the island and the supplies you'd piled by her legs. she looks back down at you.

"you brought me here?" she asks. you nod. she blinks. "and the fish?"

"figured you needed to eat." you say. you nod to the freshwater. "got you water too." you say. "the kind you can drink, i mean."

sevika laughs, slightly hysterical as she takes in the scene. you frown.

"this is like... fifty pounds of fish." she says. you blink at her.

"yeah?"

"that's way too much fish." she says. you pout.

"i thought you'd be nice. you're a woman pirate for fucks sake, you're supposed to be cool! but all you've done since we met is call me scary lookin' and insult my fish!" you say as you start to shove yourself back down the shore and into the water. "i saved your life! and i didn't eat any of the fish i got for you. i mean, except for the heads. and i brought you to land and everything! you're fuckin' heavy, you know, and i swam you all the way here! and i haven't insulted your freaky ass legs once!"

you feel better back in the water. you duck your head under and swim ten feet away from the shore, twirling in a figure eight as you refresh your dehydrated body. when you breach the water, sevika's waist deep and scrambling, her hands reaching out as she searches for you in the waves.

she spots you and her shoulders slump in relief. you back away as she starts trudging towards you.

"would you quit swimmin' away, asshole? i'm trying to get to you!" she shouts. you roll your eyes at her but stop swimming, allowing her to doggypaddle over to you.

"you should be careful. the tide'll sweep you out and then you'll be lost at sea aga--mmph!"

sevika cuts you off with a kiss.

you've never kissed anyone before. some of the girls in your pack like to play with their food before they eat-- pressing kisses to enchanted sailors before tearing their throats out-- so you've seen it before. you just never got the hype.

at least not until now. because now, sevika, the pretty woman pirate, is pressing her chapped lips against yours, her warm human hands gently cupping your jaw as she hums against your mouth. now, you feel a whirlpool in your stomach. now, you feel an altogether different kind of hunger for human flesh in your chest. you wanna taste her, so you dart your tongue out to brush against her lips. she moans against you, one of her hands wrapping around your waist, pulling you against her chest. you shudder in her arms. she's strong.

sevika pulls away with a gasp after a while, and you hold onto her shoulders to keep steady as a dizzy feeling swirls in your head.

"i'm sorry." she says. "you're right. you've been nothing but nice to me and i've been a bitch. it's just a lot. i nearly died and then got rescued by a mermaid who chose to save my life and make me breakfast instead of singing me to my final sleep." she says. your eyes are locked on her lips, your tongue licking your own as you watch them move as she speaks. "you're beautiful." she says. "like... devastatingly beautiful. i can see why so many sailors would be allured by you." she says. you smile, your eyes flicking up to hers.

"we don't really eat that many humans, you know. before you guys had boats, our diet was mainly fish." you say. sevika grins.

"so... do you wanna eat some fish with me now?" she asks, gesturing to the tiny mountain of headless fish waiting on the beach. you bite your lip.

"promise you won't kill me and sell my body to scientists or something?" you ask. sevika laughs and kisses you again.

"yeah. 's long as you keep letting me kiss you." she whispers.

those terms seem pretty agreeable to you.

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[cloudcountry]

stumbling back to ramshackle, you let out a sigh in relief. you wanted nothing more than to collapse in your bed after a long and exhausting day dealing with people.

"huh?" your eyes caught a small white object laying neatly on the rug. approaching the dorm's porch, you noticed it was an envelope, sealed with lavender and silver wax in the shape of a sea shell. a telltale sign that someone from octavinelle had sent this envelope to you. but who?

you flipped it over, seeing your name written in a rather familiar style of messy cursive, which still confuses you until now, surrounded by little hearts and a cute little '1 year anniversary!!' right above. and the sender's identity being...

"Floyd?"

HI HI AUBBIEEE!! CONGRATS ON 2.5K U AMAZING PERSON :DD

u don't have to do this rq if u don't feel like it! :C i hope u have fun with your event!! ALSO REMEMBER TO HYDRATE AND TAKE ALL THE TIME U NEED TO DE-STRESS, LOVE U LOTS <33333

morning shrimpy! you know what day it is, don’t you? if you forgot i’m going to squeeze you. i’m serious.

i waited for you to come to my dorm and you never did :(( if you don’t show up within the next few hours  i’m going to hunt you down, so you’d better start running. that wouldn’t be a bad way to start our anniversary, eh? it’d be fun to chase you down while you’re all scared.

anyway, azul is making me work this evening again but i’m just not gonna do what he tells me. it’s not fair that i have to work when today is special. i bet you’d feel the same.

crowley made you run around a lot today, i can already tell. was it grim? you know i’ll squeeze him if you’re too tired. maybe i’ll save the hunting you down for another day...thinking about you in a bad mood put me in one. i don’t feel like it anymore.

i’m coming to ramshackle.

floyd leech.

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okay I js snatched these pics from twt but like could u actually imagine yunjinxwinter dating fr AAHHHHHH IM SCREAMING GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET REAL TIME OMG OMG LIKE THEY WOULD BE THE PERFECT COUPLE STOPPPP 😩 it's not like me to ship idols!! but get this!!! ROCKSTAR GFS AAAHHHHH IM UNWELLL OMG AND THEY'RE SO CUTE IM MELTINGGGG

also also au possibilities think ab it, them dating each other bc chaewon and karina won't give them a chance oouu, plus points bc chaewon and winter twins so yunjin picked someone who looked like her OOOUUU IM COOKING ARENT I??