#bartender eclipse

[rainfallnightmare]

Chapter 4

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Florist Y/n x Bartender Sun, Moon, Lunar, Eclipse and BloodMoon

Angst

Warning: swearing

Word counts: 1306

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3 weeks later

July 3rd

Moon POV:

It’s the day before the 4th of July. The guys and I were getting ready for tomorrow since the holidays were our most busy days. The place was decorated thanks to Y/n in suggesting what would look nice for the bar even tho it was just for one day. Speaking of Y/n, when they brought Sun and Lunar back after they ordered our flowers and Y/n left. Sun and Lunar told all of us when the place was closed that Y/n was being treated poorly and threatened.

“Telling by the look on your face, you're still thinking of what Sun and Lunar told us about Rose's condition” Bloodmoon spoke and being the one who has a very short temper didn’t help my case. “What do you think, it’s pretty obvious that anyone could get mean at the thought of a people getting treated poorly over something stupid” My bitter tone spoke as Bloodmoon nodded his head while he was done wiping down the table closest to me. “I don’t like it either but we can’t meddle in as much as I would love to show the people who are treating rose poorly a lesson or two” Bloodmoon walked over and placed his hand on my shoulder.

“What are you two talking about now?”

Eclipse, who came out of the kitchen walked over to where Bloodmoon and I were. “It’s nothing about you Eclipse” Eclipse glared as he wasn’t pleased with my answer but then Lunar spoke up from afar. “Moon is frustrated about Y/n condition from three weeks ago” Oh how I want to struggle him for speaking out for me.

“I don’t blame Moon for how he feels, I would be too when sunflower is innocent and trying to go on with their lives” Sun spoke and Eclipse sighed since he now understood everything. When Eclipse was about to say something. All of us froze when we heard a loud shatter which sounded like it came from next door. Even the customers froze in surprise when the five of us quickly went outside to see what had happened. All of us were surprised when Y/n window to their shop was shattered while a loud argument was going on inside.

Eclipse POV:

“I demand the money right now or I’ll break something else of yours!” Hearing a woman yell in anger. I quickly peeked in to see a woman in her mid 40’s with some slightly fancy clothes slamming her hands on Y/n counter. “One of you four call the police now, this looks like it’s gonna get ugly” I tell the guys behind me and Sun went to quickly phone the police as I was keeping an eye on Y/n and this crazy woman.

“For the last time, I am not gonna do it. This is my shop, my money and your demands aren’t going to get you anywhere” Y/n said angrily at the woman before I witnessed Y/n getting clawed in the face. I was about to step in to apprehend this woman as she grabbed one of Y/n flower pots. Y/n quickl;y pulled out I’m guessing pepper spray and sprayed the woman with it.

“My eyes!” The woman screamed as she clutched at her sprayed eyes. I quickly moved in with Moon as we headed over to Y/n. “You alright Y/n?!” Moon was busy apprehending the woman while I was checking on Y/n badly scratched face.  “I’m alright Eclipse, this is nothing really” Y/n said covering the wound while all of us heard sirens outside the shop. “Bitch/Bastard, How dare you call the police” The woman yelled as she tried to break free from Moon hold on her.

Y/n POV:

Seeing the police entering the shop and taking over Moon spot. Another police came over and started to question us on what was going on. I had to explain the harassment and the damage my mother did while telling them all the things she did til this day. “We’ll need you to come with us to file this report and so we can have your statement on record” The policeman asked and I told them I'll go down once I get my shop situated first.

“Do you want some help cleaning the shop up? '' Moon offered after the police took my mother away in the police car. I was already stressed enough that I didn’t want to argue and nodded my head. “I’ll send Bloodmoon over to help in a bit, just take it easy and get the wound of yours clean up” I nodded my head again as Moon and Eclipse left for a moment while I looked outside to see a crowd staring. I didn’t like the attention the scene caused as it was very uncomfortable to me. As I went over to turn my sign to close, I saw moon and BloodMoon walking over with a broom and dustpan along with a trash bag and a tarp for my window I’m guessing.

“Thank you guys, even tho this didn’t involve you” It was nice to have some people care even if they are animatronics  but I didn’t care about that. “It’s the least we can do to help out, now let's not stall before someone gets hurt” Bloodmoon said as we started to clean the place and the glass that was from my shop's window. Once the place got clean up and everything was put away, Moon was attending to my wound while Bloodmoon was getting the tarp up and covering the broken window.

“You sure you're going to be alright orchid, you've been quiet for a little bit” Moon asked when he placed the bandage over my treated wound. I only just cast my eyes down as I was disappointed in myself. I felt pathetic for not dealing with my mother sooner.

“I just need time to myself is all” 

I gave Moon my fake smile to hopefully have him think I was alright so he didn’t have to worry about me. Moon placed a hand on my head and lightly patted it before he went over to Bloodmoon and helped him out with the tarp. When they were done, they left after checking on me one last time as I looked at the time.

I packed everything up for the day as I headed down to the police station to file a report. It took about half an hour and it felt longer because I could hear my mother in the background begging to be released and so on. “Alright miss/mr L/n, you're free to go and if anything else happens then do call alright” The policeman said as I only nodded my head.

Leaving the station and heading back to my place. I just went straight into my apartment and wasn’t gonna bother the rest of the day. I was so tired and stressed that I just wanted to either relax in a hot bath or crawl into my warm bed. “This is the most shitty day I have ever dealt with” I mumble to myself even tho I was alone in my apartment. I wish I had someone who would comfort me at my time of need

I didn’t want to go over to the celestial bar to bother the guys there since they have enough people to deal with. I went to my room and changed before I layed on my bed and started at the ceiling. In my bedroom all alone, my vision started to blur as I bit my lip since I was trying to contain my sobbing. But I couldn’t contain my tears as they just poured down my face.

“I hate my life”

[missterious-figure]

I've been in a lizard/dinosaur mood for some reason... I turned the peacock boys into iguanas... Tehe!

I imagine they have similar personalities to the original trio, but they are a little more chill... kinda. They have a slower metabolism, but can be a "little" more active around y/n.

Sun is a sassy bastard. he's prized for his golden dorsal spines, as they can be cut off without harm (note: I don't think that is actually true for real iguanas, but whatever) His favorite fruit is banana.

Moon is still a gremlin, and is most likely to become aggressive for no reason. Like his brother, he is prized for his silver spines. His favorite fruit is starfruit.

Eclipse is more mature and mellow. But that doesn't stop him from being a menace. Like the other two, he is prized for his bronze spines. However, sometimes, one or two will grow metallic red with pink edges. His favorite fruit is coconut.

The three can not only climb well and run fast, they are really good at swimming. Meaning y/n has nowhere to hide. The boys have been reported to be a little spicy when they have y/n cornered. Relentlessly flirting and showing off their dewlaps (the fleshy flag some lizards have on their throats to show off to mates, effectively being a "peacock tail" for lizards. *Wink wink*)

[scarredlove]

.......... Bartenders, am I right? Sirius @pr0ng3ls

[teddybear1644]

The Eclipse Cocktail

Put the 50ml fresh orange juice, 25ml vodka, 25ml triple sec and 15ml fresh lemon juice in a shaker filled with ice; shake well. Strain into a glass with more ice, top up with soda water, then garnish with fruit.

The Moon Drop

Put a glass into the freezer to chill for at least 30 minutes before making this drink. In a shaker, place 1 cup seedless black grapes, thinly sliced and one of the 2 rosemary sprigs in 1 ounce simple syrup (equal parts of sugar and water dissolved). Muddle very well. Add the 1.5 ounces Spice 94 Seedlip, 1 tablespoon lemon juice, and 6 ice cubes. Shake vigorously (30 to 40 times). Strain and pour into the well chilled glass. Garnish with a fresh rosemary sprig.

Sundrop Negroni Slushie

Mix 1 ounces Gin, 2 ounces Campari, 3 ounces simple syrup, 2 ounces lemon juice and 4 ounces Cherry Lemon Sundrop together and store in a container to freeze for 24 hours. Break up the contents and serve with a spoon once desired consistency is achieved.

[solunest]

Three Eclipses bring their three Y/Ns and they have a field day together. Vigilante is picking at their cuffs, Little Sleuth desires to shoot the other Eclipses, and Bartender is tryna mediate their Eclipse. Some are more successful than others.

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Mafia Boss!Eclipse and Vigilante Y/N (far left) are from @naffeclipse

Police Chief!Eclipse and Detective Y/N (middle) are from me

Bodyguard!Eclipse and Bartender Y/N are from @certified-handler

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Dialogue in case my handwriting is dogwater-

MB; “You’re so pathetic, restraining your desires.”

PC; “I-no?? What do you do, act on every intrusive thought?”

MB; “YES.”

PC; “W-Why-?!”

BG; “MB has a point, PC. If you really want to keep your Y/N. You gotta keep ‘em.”

PC; “I am starting to see why your Y/N’s are currently unhappy...”

and in smol => PC; “Pls, put away your gun, LS (Little Sleuth)-”

[perfectnothing]

oh yeah some bartender and basecat doodles i never got to posting when i was on my yearly jazztronauts kick last year

so anyways

[happytobeherekinda]

ballora is the self insert we all (me) need. just going around befriending everyone morally questionable just cus you think they’re interesting. not condoning their actions but still being a friend cus they’re cool and they need one. going along with the chaos of it all cus what the hell! also you’re incredibly attractive and gay

[mugzymiik]

normalize having ocs that have actual jobs. make those shitheads WORK /sillyj

[nightlightluz]

FNAF Escape! AU

I'm just gonna vent here for a sec... inhales...

Details

The vibe:

Escort! Sun & Moon

Bounty Hunter! Eclipse

Child Soldier! Y/N

Assassin! Y/N

Crime Noir

City set in indeterminate time...maybe 1950’s? 1930’s? Who knows… 

Note:

Sun and Moon are already in a relationship with each other. 

Polycule of Sun, Moon, Yn, and Eclipse.

NO ONE considers or identifies their relationship as siblings in this au.  

No virus Moon, when he acts like a gremlin its cause of his theater days.

The World:

Takes place in a big city with gangs and mafias.

The Aftons own a famous robotics company and have monopolized the animatronics/robotics industry. They are known for designing and building the best of the best.

The head of the family, William Afton, runs an underground mafia gang that deals with illegal activities that allow him to advance his research and experiments without the Mayor getting on his back. He makes deals with other powerful gangs by trading weapons in order to receive materials and contraband.

The Robot Revolution happened but it was more of a strike/revolt. Robot and AI sentience was something that was hotly debated for a long time, where some people realized they had gotten to the point of being self aware and others still sprouted shit like robots wanted to take over the world and destroy humanity. 

Robots in the city just walked away from their jobs and/or refused to do them unless the government agreed to give them full freedom. Some people were hurt, but the majority of them were robots. Angry mobs of humans would destroy robots who were walking in the streets for not following their initial purpose and robots who had their places of work destroyed or were kicked out for no longer complying were left abandoned in the streets of the city. 

With necessities like charging, shelter, parts and services, robots quickly realized that they needed money in order to access these things. 

In time, the government agreed to give robots full freedom and rights–on paper–, but for a robot to find someone willing to hire them and give them a living wage was incredibly difficult to do. As many humans still considered them to be tools and/or objects to get what they wanted. 

Robots are now allowed to live in the city and hold jobs, but no one really cares if a robot received a smaller wage than a human for doing the same job. The majority of freed robots can only get service or labor jobs. 

Or a job slightly illegal but more lucrative. Eclipse took this option for a line of work…

Sun and Moon’s Background

They are dating each other in this au.

Despite the fact that the Robot Revolution happened, and robots and AIs earned their freedom, there were still people and places that didn't care for them.

They started out as child entertainers but were forced to become escorts in order to survive. There was nowhere else they could charge their power cells and find parts for their models.

Sun was badly hurt in a revolt, and Moon, running dangerously low on power, was desperate to find a charging dock and find parts to repair his friend.

Moon ended up having to make a deal with the shady owner of the club. The owner would provide the things they needed and both Sun and Moon would work to pay off the debt. 

Moon agreed, and when he asked what they would be doing, the owner only said that they would be entertainers. 

Both Sun and Moon are stuck there until their debt is paid which keeps getting higher every time they charge, spend a night, need clothes, or literally do anything. A never-ending debt. 

They were friends before, but during their time as escorts, they became boyfriends as they both survived and developed some shared trauma. 

They desperately want a way out and are willing to do just about anything. 

Eclipse’s Background

Eclipse was built to be a security guard for a local casino. 

With two pairs of arms (the lower set which he can retract into his torso) and a height of 8 feet, he made the perfect security guard. 

He would spend his days keeping a close eye on humans entering and leaving the casino and learned all the dirty ways humans cheated, lied, and/or intimidated to get their way. He was not impressed and developed a dislike for them.

His owner (the owner of the casino) was a greedy and arrogant man who loved money. He always called Eclipse an “it” or “that machine” and treated Eclipse like the world’s most expensive waiter. 

Eclipse hated him. 

When the Robot Revolution began, Eclipse demanded his owner take the security chip (a chip that restricted Eclipse within the casino) out of him, but he refused and spat on Eclipse. Eclipse used him as a hostage and “persuaded” the mechanics in the casino to remove it. They did and afterwards, Eclipse killed the owner. 

Freed from his job, Eclipse left the casino and finally entered the outside world. Similar to Sun and Moon, he soon realized that he needed a charging dock and monthly maintenance. Eclipse didn’t want to go into a service job again–he’s had enough of humans telling him what to do–and finds himself joining a gang. 

He worked as a debt-collector for the gang. He realized soon though, that he enjoys the thrill of the hunt (so to speak) in finding people who don’t want to be found for a great sum of money.

He leaves the gang and begins extending his newly marketed "bounty hunting services" to others, basically anyone who can pay his high prices. Occasionally the local police will enlist his help in exchange for them to turn a blind eye towards his less then legal practices and methods. As long as he gets the job done, they don't care what he does, where he does it, or who he does it to.

His skills and reputation grow until he can demand any price he wants from anyone who wants to hire him.   

Y/N’s Background

Yn was being trained as a classical dancer which is why her balance, body strength, and agility was so strong for a child.

She was also being trained to sing, it wasn’t her specialty but it’s how she learned breath control.

She wanted to be a professional dancer on stage.

In the days after the Robot Revolts, her parents were killed in a gang shoot-out as bystanders and innocents, and she was left out in the streets with no other family to take care of her.  

Yn was a smart kid and became extremely resourceful as a street kid and later took care of her own group of street kids. She was the fastest of all of them so she would often scale the buildings in the city and parkour off of them. This allowed her to travel at very fast speeds, fast enough that she could keep up with a car down on the road. This also improved her agility, balance, and flexibility.

She was taken by the Afton gang and used as a test subject to create an “enhanced human” (read: to test Afton's latest experiment in his quest for immortality) using micro-bots and nano-machines. 

Y/n survived the brutal experiments and tests to Afton's surprise and while the experiment didn't yield the results he wanted; y/n was changed. Her physical muscle strength was not improved, her speed, agility, healing, and reaction times were greatly enhanced.

Delighted and seeing her potential, Afton had her train to become a fighter. When she was old enough (12? or maybe 14? idk yet), Afton registered her as a brawler at an illegal underground arena.

This led to her developing a strange fighting style for an arena fighter. Her movements looked more like a dance routine than hand-to-hand combat and her small stature makes many opponents underestimate her.

Afton kept her there for many years until he deemed her to be perfect. Only then did he take her out and "hire" her as his personal bodyguard and security. Y/n went everywhere with Afton and did everything he told her to do. She was basically his personal assassin.

At one point, Afton commands her to bring back a child to perform more experiments with and y/n decides that that's something she's not willing to do. She remembers how painful it was for her and she refuses to be a vital component in some poor child's pain. During a fight, y/n sees her chance and fakes her death.

Running into the city and hiding from the public for weeks. She bummed around in sewers, alleyways, and anywhere where people wouldn't go near until she was sure Afton had bought her death.

y/n barely has anything and needs money to buy a one-way ticket to get out of this godforsaken city and move literally anywhere. But she has no papers, no history, no legal experience, no publicly acceptable skills, and no idea what she's going to do.

In the end, y/n manages to score a job as night security guard at a seedy pleasure club where only the finest crooks and criminals hang out.

This is where she meets Sun and Moon.

Fic Plans

Eventually Afton begins to suspect that Y/n faked her death, so he hires the infamous bounty hunter Eclipse to track her down. Alive or dead, Afton doesn't care. He just wants her found.

Eclipse recently approached Y/n earlier, but it was for another bounty that he caught, and Y/n gets very paranoid that he's hunting for her.

She befriends him when he goes back to check her out at the club where she works at now and manages to figure out that Afton really hired the infamous bounty hunter Eclipse.

Sun and Moon are suspicious about what's got Y/n so frazzled, and y/n ends up spilling about her situation. Moon makes a deal with her, he'll help her hid and find her more information since a lot of the patrons of the club have ties to Afton, and in exchange, when Y/n leaves, she takes Sun and Moon with her.

So begins a deadly game of hide-and-seek with a bloodthirsty bounty hunter, two pleasure escorts who are willing to do whatever it takes to survive, and a child-soldier assassin who only wants to forget her bloody past.

[junispring]

Literally me and everyone I work with. Its all true, we Astronomers/Physicists form tons of committees, get righteous, and gladly look at cool things at the drop of a hat. We will also gladly talk about literally anything with people (that isnt "heres my ideas about why all of physics is wrong" that will get you nothing more than being a story we tell each other when "crazy person story-time" happens).

As a side note: Astronomers/Physicists mostly drink, some do drugs, and some do sex things for thier vices. Like two of my old professors, who were a couple, I'm pretty sure were active in the organizing for the local swinger scene. Like thats just society, but the concentration feels higher.

As an even further side note: At a conference I went to, during one of the dinners, there was a moment where the speaker asked people to stop getting drinks from the bar they set up to listen to a speaker and got booed - also a dude played a pink saxaphone on a table at that dinner.

Honestly, outside of parties the most drunk I've gotten is with fellow astrophysicists. Like a group of professors and postdocs from my department go to a bar every week to drink. We just avoid bars we know students go to cause we can't let them see us sloshed and yelling at each other about either research, other scientists, committees, religion, politics, or them.

Fun fact: after the American Physical Society held their 1986 annual meeting at the MGM Grand, the entire city of Las Vegas politely asked APS to never, ever come back.

Was it because the physicists were super-smart MIT-blackjack-team forerunners who took the casino for everything it was worth? Actually, the complete opposite: they didn’t gamble. At all. After all, they knew their statistics. Most of them were broke grad students who had no intention of throwing away their stipends on fundamental misunderstandings of Poisson processes. As a result the casino gaming floor was dead. Sometimes the winning move really is not to play.

[rainfallnightmare]

Chapter 3

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Florist Y/n x Bartender Sun, Moon, Lunar, Eclipse and BloodMoon

Fluff

Warning: swearing

Word counts: 1482

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2 months later

June 12th

Lunar POV:

It’s been two almost three months since our next door neighbor Y/n has been getting some customers every now and then. I was over at the shop a couple of times to chat and see what the bar could use as a decoration. Today I was going over to the shop today with Sun so we could make some orders as we agreed upon some summer-like flowers. 

“We’ll be back guys, we’re going to make those orders with Y/n” I called out to the others as Sun was next to me when I did it. Moon gave us the thumbs up before going back to work as Eclipse was busy wiping down the tables and BloodMoon was dealing with customers. As Sun and I left the bar and went over to Y/n’s shop next door. Both Sun and I were surprised when we saw Y/n being yelled at by a customer. “What the fuck do you mean that you ran out of the golden roses, I just saw them here yesterday and now your out!” The person yelling at Y/n was a female and Y/n look was trying to calm the woman down.

“I’m sorry ma’am, the last few customers here bought them but I can order more if you wait for a little bit” Y/n spoke as they were trying not to get annoyed by the customer behavior. “Don’t you think you're behaving poorly like a child miss” Sun spoke up as Y/n and the woman turned their attention towards our direction.  “What did you say you metal freak!” The woman said and my eyes twitched at the name calling. “N-Now now everyone, we can solve this out peacefully. Ma’am if you want some of the roses you need to make an order so I can get them sent here as soon as possible” Y/n spoke as they were trying to calm the situation down which I don’t blame them for. The woman turned to y/n and cussed them out for their lack of service before barging out of the shop.

Y/n POV:

When the customer left, I let out a sigh since this was the third person who came and complained about something that was purchased before them. Today was already rough enough having to restock the shelves and making new orders when people buy a large bundle of my products. “You alright Iris?” Lunar asked when he and Sun came up to my register and I nodded my head. “I’m alright guys, not the first time someone complains to me like that” I wasn’t gonna tell them how others tried to threaten me or steal something without pay. “You seem stressed sunflower” Sun said, but I lightly waved it off since I didn’t want to worry them.

“It’s alright, I was gonna go on break soon but for now what can I do for the two of you?” I know Lunar has come by a few to check out my shop and all but seeing Sun here was new. “We came over and were wondering if we could order some summer-like theme flowers for the bar” I was surprised a little that they would want to order from here since their place was pretty already. “Do you have in mind what flowers you want?” Sun reached into his pocket and pulled out I’m guessing a list before handing it to me. Taking a look at it, I see that there were only four kinds of flowers they thought of: Sunflowers, Tiger lilies, Roses and Orchids.

“Alright I can see what I can do about these, is there anything else you two need or is that all” When Lunar looked around the shop to see what I had. “I believe that all for now, what about you Sun?” Sun being new here, went looking around while Lunar and I waited for him. “So how is your guys business going, I saw that it has been packed in there a few times I came over to visit” Which was true and everything I came over to just check on the guys. I would see them all over the place serving the customers without a break on their end.

“It going alright, a lot of customers makes us money so I can’t really complain”

He had a point but I was still a little concerned for their well beings. “Must be nice to have a popular bar for people to go to” Lunar shrugged his shoulders before he turned his attention towards me as I looked up at his pretty blue eyes. “It’s nice til it gets boring and tiresome, believe me it’s not really anything spectacular being popular” Lunar said as he sighed at the thought of endless work and how annoying it was  having to deal with so many people. When I was about to say something, I heard the first door chime go off with a loud slam door open. I quickly moved to see who was here that was so rude til I froze in shock.

It was my own mother here but how. “Finally I found you” My mother said bitterly and I had a big feeling as to why she is here and not where she belongs. “You are aware that if you break something, you're going to have to pay for it ma’am” I crossed my arms while Lunar and Sun watched. “I don’t have to pay you anything you little shit, now give me what I came here for or do you need some more lessons” I thought so and sighed before I pulled out my cell phone. “You have 5 seconds to leave before I call the police and have you arrested” I wasn’t going to play around with her, if she wanted money so much then she can work to earn it then demand it from me.

“I would listen to what they say ma’am, this isn’t the first time they have called the police” Lunar said in a serious tone which I had never seen before as he and Sun stood behind me. Mother wasn’t sure whether to believe his bluff or not. When I started to count down, my mother just stood there til I reached zero. “I would leave now if I were you” Sun spoke as he placed a hand on my shoulder.

My own mother growled in anger as she turned to leave. “Watch your back cause this isn’t over yet” She yelled out as she left my store. Once I fully knew that she was gone, I put my phone back into my pocket as Lunar and Sun looked at me concerned. “Who was that woman?” Lunar asked and I sighed as I turned to face both of them.

“That was my Mother”

Telling them who she was made Sun and Lunar speechless as they looked at each other. “Sunflower, why is your mother threatening you like that?” I understand their confusion since they don’t know my past. “It’s a long story Sunny, it best not to worry about it right now” I said while Lunar and Sun seemed not to be pleased by my answer but just let it go for now.

“Don’t you guys have to go back by now?” I spoke which caused Lunar and Sun to freeze in their spots. I assumed that they had forgotten that they still had work to do. “Shoot, Eclipse is gonna have our heads” Sun rays shrink in fear as he and Lunar try to run out but I grabbed their hands. “Easy there guys, let me walk over with you two so I can explain why you two are late” Lunar and Sun sighed in relief before nodding their heads as I grabbed what I needed and put a sign up saying that I was on a break.

As we left my shop and headed over to the bar. My assumptions were correct when the three of us entered to see an annoyed Moon and Eclipse. BloodMoon was finishing serving a customer before walking over where the rest of us were at.

“Care to explain why you two were late to come back” 

Sun and Lunar suddenly hid behind me. “Take it easy on them clipsy, it was my fault for distracting them” Eclipse turned his attention to me as he gave me a certain look before sighing. “You two get to work before I change my mind of letting you two off the hook” Sun and Lunar ran off to the kitchen as the three in front of me shook their heads. “Sorry about that guys” I do feel bad for them since today looks like it was one of those days that the place is packed.

“It’s alright lily, just don’t make it a habit”

[etrange-fleur]

trick or treat, my dear.

for tonight, i am a vampire, because, well...i lost the bet, and now i am in this costume.

but i don't think you would mind that, hm ? maybe you would even give me some of your sweet blood, so that i won't starve....fufu.

ah, i am probably getting ahead of myself.

nevertheless, shall i spoil you tonight, hm ? my beloved witch has already played so many tricks on my heart, i think it's only fair to respond with treats...

maybe i should treat you for a drink? or maybe you would prefer trying some sweets? or...maybe just spending some time together, my fangs gently biting your lips, and just you and me in this world...

after all, you deserve only the best, no ?

i will be awaiting your response, my beloved.

your dear vampire,

yodaka natsume. 🦇

[lumiambrose]

✰ reflections of desire

kinktober 24 - day fifteen

featuring: michael kaiser x f!bartender!reader

summary: the infamous bunny night attracts many new customers to the eclipse, including the famed bastard münchen. serving the team seemed to fall on your hands for the night, attracting the attention of michael kaiser.

tags: smut, mirror sex, bunny suits, praise, p in v, breeding, kaiser is a slutty man, petnames (bunny), @/o-sachi cameo <3, kaiser is referred to at 'mihya'

wc: 2.6k

it’s the infamous bunny night at the eclipse royale. entertainers and staff alike are clad in bunny accessories and outfits, the estate is revamped to match.

“darling, can you serve table 20?” your colleague, chimi, calls out to you from across the bar, her tray piled high with empty glasses.

“give me a sec,” you answer, adjusting your headpiece and glancing over your shoulder at booth 20. it’s the busiest table of the night—bastard münchen’s under-20 team. the vibe around them is intoxicating—a mix of arrogance, power, and adrenaline. definitely celebrating a win.

you make your way over, weaving through drunken patrons as you approach the table with a smile. to be honest, you’re not even sure how to catch their attention over the noise, but luckily for you, a smooth voice cuts through the banter. a blonde man, lounging casually among his teammates, clears his throat. instantly, the chatter quiets down.

his presence is magnetic. he hasn’t even opened his mouth yet, but his gaze is tugging at your confidence. amusement dances in his expression as his eyes do a one-over on you, eyes sharp and calculating as he takes in your appearance.

“you’re here to take our order?” he asks, his voice dripping with arrogance that has his teammates chuckling.

“yeah,” you respond, trying your best to hold your own. “what’ll it be?”

instead of answering straight away, his eyes linger on your name tag as he leans forward, as if he couldn’t make it more obvious, a smirk playing on his lips. you attempt to divert your attention to his teammates, who are currently ordering. you scribble down their drinks, doing your best to ignore the heat that’s creeping up your cheeks. while the young athletes are all rowdy and loud, it’s the blonde who commands the space, every word laced with something more that you can’t quite put your finger on. although you’re sure that his focus never seems to leave you, even as you return to the bar.

but that’s not the last you’ll see of him tonight.

hours go by, and the night, which once started busy, has now thinned out. most guests either leaving the building or crashing for the night in their respective hotel rooms. you’re wiping down the bar when you hear chimi again, her voice carrying a hint of mischief. “room service is calling. a bottle of champagne, and they’re specifically requesting you to bring it.” she slides the bottle across the bar surface towards you. “room 702, wonder who the lucky man is.” she gives you a wink, and you roll your eyes in retaliation.

“get your mind out of the gutter, chimi.” you laugh, grabbing the bottle and preparing it in an ice bucket to take up. despite it being a common service for your job, you can’t help but feel a little excitement knowing somebody specifically asked you to serve them.

curiosity gets the better of you, and before you know it, you’re in front of room 702, bucket in hand, taking one more deep breath as you knock on the door. your pulse is anything but calm. before you could even process the sound of your knock, the door swings open, revealing the infamous blonde man from earlier.

he’s ditched the blazer and slacks he was once wearing, now replaced by the hotel's bathrobe that somehow manages to look expensive on him. his hair is slightly messy, but it only adds to his charm. his eyes flicker over you, from the bunny ears resting on your head to the bucket in your hands, his smirk returning in full force.

“room service,” you say. trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism.

“come in,” he says, stepping aside to let you pass. there’s something in his voice that makes you feel like his invitation is for more than just delivering a bottle of champagne.

you enter the room, taking in its luxury. it’s donned with velvety curtains, a lavish sofa, and mirrors adorning the walls and ceiling. despite working at the eclipse for a while now, your work has never expanded to inside the hotel. as much as you would like to enjoy the lavish suite and gorgeous view, you set the bucket down on the sleek coffee table, eager to finish up, and head back downstairs.

“champagne for one,” you quip, trying to ease the atmosphere. “strange, most people don’t drink alone after a win.”

“who said i’m drinking?” the teasing lilt in his voice unmistakable as you suck in a breath.

you blink, confused. “you’re not drinking?”

he shakes his head, that devilish grin still playing at the edges of his mouth. “i ordered it for you.” his words hang in the air.

you laugh nervously, shaking your head. “oh no, I can’t, i’m still working. can’t exactly be drinking on the job.” you try to sound professional, but the way he’s looking at you makes it hard to keep your composure.

he steps closer, now just a few feet from you. the space between you feeling charged, the air thick with something you just can’t quite put your finger on. “i don’t care,” he says, his tone playful yet firm. “i just wanted to see my favourite bunny again.”

your breath catches in your throat. again? your suspicions now confirmed. he’s been watching you all night.

“come on, bunny,” he continues, grabbing the champagne from the bucket, his fingers brushing against yours as he leans over. “we have to celebrate, no? one drink. for me.”

you open your mouth to protest, but the words fall short when he pops the cork open with ease, pouring the sparkling liquid into a glass before handing it to you. his eyes never leaving yours, not at the casino, not at the door, and certainly not now.

you take a small sip, though to your misfortune, the cool champagne does nothing to calm the heat in your cheeks. he watches you profusely, his eyes darkening slightly as you lower the glass.

“good girl,” he murmurs, his voice sending shivers down your spine.

your heart races as you set the glass down, trying to regain yourself, but he’s already closing the distance between you. before you can react, his hand is at your waist, fingers curling around your hip, and he’s guiding you backwards until the back of your legs hit the bed.

“i— i don’t even know your name,” you stammer, your voice shaky. you should be gone by now, out the door and back to the bar, but the way he’s looking at you, the heat in his eyes, keeps you in place.

“mihya, bunny,” he whispers. “call me mihya,” his other hand brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.

to your surprise, his touch is gentle, a stark contrast to the hunger is his eyes. “you’ve been working hard all night, haven’t you? let me take care of you tonight.”

your trembling, no doubt about it. but whether it’s from nerves or something else entirely is a mystery to you. mihya leans in closer, his breath hot against your skin, and before you know it, he’s pressing you down onto the bed, his body hovering over yours.

“you’re quite cute like this,” he teases. “so nervous, and i’ve barely even touched you,” his lips inches from yours.

“i’m not—” you begin, but the words catch in your throat as his mouth unexpectedly meets yours, forcing it open to deepen the kiss while his hand slips under your waist, grazing the fabric of your bunny suit.

“don’t worry, bunny,” he pulls back, his voice sending a thrill through you. “i’ll be gentle.”

he leans back in, capturing your mouth once again. his free hand tangling gently in your hair while your hands dig into his shoulders, leaving crescent marks in place of your fingers. the champagne you sipped earlier now seemingly coursing through your veins, giving you the confidence you need to carry on. you let out a soft moan, body arching into his as you continue to sloppily make out. your newfound boldness makes you wrap your arms around his neck, tugging him closer.

mihya broke the kiss, his voice hitching in between a low chuckle. “feisty bunny,” he coos, lips trailing down your neck, leaving wet kisses and sloppy hickeys that make you quiver. “how cute.”

the room is filled with the sound of your heavy breathing, the air quickly thickens with lust. the hand which was once laced with your hair, made its way to the bottom of your suit, brushing against your crotch before hooking his fingers through, teasing the area underneath.

“no panties? my my, what a naughty little bunny, walking around with nothing underneath, i bet you planned this from the start.” he teases, his breath inches away from your chest.

“don’t be afraid, bunny,” he whispered, sensing your hesitation. “i’ll take such good care of you. tonight, you’re mine.” with that, you felt something sharp graze your chest. his teeth biting into the hem of your suit, pulling it down to reveal your bear chest to him.

he starts to suck and bite on the exposed skin like a starved man, playing with your nipples and eliciting angelic moans from you while the hand that was once grazing your core lightly is now playing with your folds.

you can only hold out for so long before the pleasure gets to you, moans getting louder as you grind yourself on his fingers. your hands trailing down his back, only to dig scratch the bare skin when he hits that one spot that feels like pure bliss.

that made something click in him, immediately tearing the thin fabric of your bunny suit before untying his robe, leaving you both naked before one another. he picks you up and sits you down on the massive bed, facing one of the many floor-length mirrors decorated throughout the suite.

"don't look away," he commands, gripping your chin and forcing you to face your reflection. mihya sits behind you, his body enveloping yours, granting him full access. "i want you to see how beautiful you look with my fingers deep inside you."

his eyes roam over your body, entranced by the way you look, caged in front of him. he pulls you closer, feeling his erection press against your back as he traces his fingers down your neck. they ultimately land on your breasts, giving your nipples a gentle pinch. his eyes locked onto yours the entire time.

he continues to play with your breasts with one hand while the other slides down to tease your entrance, his fingers once again slick with arousal. “you’re so wet for me, bunny,” he murmurs, his voice thick with lust.

he slides first one finger, then two inside you, while his thumb rubs circles around your clit. you gasp, eyes rolling back as pleasure courses through your body. his fingers moving in and out of you at a painfully slow pace.

he leans in, whispering, “look at yourself, bunny. watch as I pleasure you.” you hesitate, unsure at first, but the way his voice rolls off his tongue is enough to turn your head.

watching yourself in the mirror feels almost surreal. eyes half closed, mouth slightly parted, and your chest heaving with each breath while the cocky man pleasures you. his fingers continue their work, and you eventually feel your body tightening—the rush of an orgasm building.

he senses it too, as his fingers speed up, his thumb increasing the pressure on your clit while his fingers piston in and out of you rapidly. the room full of your moans and the slapping of skin on skin as he works your body.

“yes, bunny,” he encourages, “come for me.”

that was all it took to send you over the edge. you grind back into him as your orgasm crashes over you. you cry out in pleasure as your vision blurs, the pleasure hitting your entire body. mihya doesn’t stop though. he continues to work you, his relentless fingers milking every last drop of your release.

once you come down from your high, mihya helps you up and almost forcefully pushes you against the mirror, holding your body still with your arms locked behind your back. you yelp at his sudden movements, the cold glass hitting your bare chest like ice, making you shiver.

his free hand holds onto your hips, giving you a firm squeeze before guiding his cock to your entrance.

“look at me, bunny,” he commands. you can barely see him from the angle you’re locked in, but you can sense the intensity in his gaze.

you meet his gaze and he pushes into you harshly, stretching you out completely with his girth. he sighs as he finally bottoms out inside of you, pausing for a short moment, giving you time to adjust to his size.

“do you feel me, bunny?” he asks, “i’m so deep inside of you,” his tone low and seductive.

“ah~ i do,” you manage to get out along with a whiny moan, your voice breathy and shaky.

he begins to move, thrusting deep inside of you at a slow pace, getting used to your cunt sucking him dry. you feel every inch of him inside of you, as you do your best to accommodate his size. he slowly speeds up, still gripping your hips and keeping you locked under his body. his eyes never leaving yours through the reflection of the mirror.

the mirror reflects your entwined forms, your bodies slick with sweat as he fills you. every movement is powerful. each thrust driving you further into the glassy wall. your moans grow louder, your body arching to meet his every thrust.

“fuck bunny, you’re so tight. you going to let me breed this pretty cunt of yours?” he growls between thrusts, his hot breath lingering over your ears.

you nod, your breath catching in your throat as you struggle to respond. every thrust hits you deeper and deeper. he’s taking you to new heights, your body responding in kind.

“you close, bunny? can feel you milking me dry, gonna fill you up so well.” his grip on you tightens, and you cry out in agreement, on the verge of your orgasm. mihya’s thrusts grow more urgent and powerful, pounding into you with a hunger matching yours. the sight of your bodies reflected in the mirror only egging you on. the mirror in front of you shaking with each forceful thrust.

“fuck—yes, bunny” mihya groans. “cum for me.”

your orgasm hits you fast and hard. your body convulses as waves of pleasure wash over you, blurring your vision as you cry out mihya’s name. mihya continues to abuse your cunt through your orgasm, his own nearing as he gets more desperate, one of his hands snaking up to your neck, gripping the delicate skin.

“going to breed you so well, bunny. this tight cunt is mine, mine only.” he growls, rutting into you roughly before reaching his own climax, releasing his seed deep inside you.

waves of hot cum fill you up, marking and claiming you as his. as he slows down, the room is much quieter, only the sounds of your heavy breathing filling the room.

mihya pulls out and lifts you towards the bed, letting you recover from the intense orgasm. as you lie down, you look up, spotting another large mirror covering the ceiling above you. reflected in the mirror is your fucked-out state, hair dishevelled, and eyes watery.

you’re so distracted by your state that you don’t notice the blonde man creeping up towards the end of the bed, stopping at your now-spread legs.

“you see this, bunny?” he begins, teasing his already hard cock against your entrance. “i’m going to breed you again and again like a bitch in heat, and you’re going to watch every second of it from that mirror, understood?”

before you can reply, he enters you once again. filling you up for the second time of many to come tonight.

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I’d rather take my Whiskey neat - Lando Norris x Whiskey! Reader

Plot: Reader thinks she’s not good for gentle Lando Norris who has a smile bright as the morning and is soft as the rain…

It can't be said I'm an early bird It's ten o'clock before I say a word Baby, I can never tell How do you sleep so well?

You never woke up early, you went to bed never earlier than 2am and were never up before 10am. It was a habit you'd got from university and it carried over into post graduation.

For Lando, he never found it an issue. In his mind you would have the bulk of the day together and everything he needed to do for racing, like his work out of time on the sim he could do when you were sleeping. Sometimes he liked to treat himself and have a lay in with you but for the most part Lando was an early riser.

Some mornings he really just loved watching you sleep... pushing your hair back a little before placing a kiss on your cheek and leaving for his morning run round Monaco.

You on the other hand hated it, but you couldn't help it, going to bed late was just part of your lifestyle now but guilt ate away at you, feeling as though Lando deserved someone better, someone who could cater to him better than you.

Despite you coming to bed, hours later than him he always felt most content when you were there with him, even if he couldn't cuddle into you because you were on your phone, or writing on your laptop he just liked the smell and feeling of your presence on the room.

You keep telling me to live right To go to bed before the daylight But then you wake up for the sunrise You know you don't gotta pretend, baby, now and then

"Come on baby, getting up early isn't bad, it's so good for your mental and physical health and honestly i don't think you'll have these thoughts..." he's chuckle at you, sending you into yet another self-hatred spiral that makes you reconsider everything.

"Baby, you just need to fall asleep earlier, sometimes your still up when i wake up!" he chuckles at you and you'd frown, looking down again. You knew that some nights, on the bad ones that you'd be up until the sunrise, and hadn't yet slept, whereas Lando would be waking up, the golden rays across his gorgeous body.

Don't you just wanna wake up, dark as a lake? Smelling like a bonfire, lost in a haze? If you're drunk on life, babe, I think it's great But while in this world

You were salt, he was sugar. He was the sun and you were the moon and sometimes you worked together beautifully like sweet and salted popcorn, or an eclipse but other times you were at these crossroads that made no sense.

You were an introvert, and Lando could be an introvert too, but that didn't mean he didn't like to go out and party, and ... of course that was great for him and you never stopped him but sometimes when he forced you to come out with him, it felt like you were in a completely different world. All of his friends were ... well they were friends with Lando and while having their own personalities, they werent the opposite to him.

Lando seemed so happy and content with his life, especially when out with friends, maybe it was because it was the only time you could stare and not be caught because there was so much present in bars and clubs he found himself, and you never saw the adoring looks he reserved for you at home when you were both wrapped up in a blanket on the sofa in matching pyjamas.

I think I'll take my whiskey neat My coffee black and my bed at three You're too sweet for me You're too sweet for me

One of the first moments when you realised a start difference between yourself and Lando was when you first went out for drinks win London with him and a few other drivers and their girlfriends.

"And the lady ..." the bartender asks with a smirk after he'd taken Lando's order of just a coke to start off with. Despite having only been together for a month, Lando was pretty protective of your guys relationship and his arm had come around you as the bartender waited.

"Just your house whiskey please, neat" you'd asked and all of his friends stopped their conversations to look round at you. Even the bartender seemed shocked.

"What?" you asked them all wondering if you'd said something offensive or rude.

"Nothing, don't even know how you and this Muppet are together, total opposites" Carlos had laughed before turning back to Rebbeca to continue their conversation.

"Whiskey, Neat? Tough Drink" Max had said before reaching out to hand Kelly her drink.

You'd been confused but that was what had started your thoughts.

Lando Norris, was far too sweet for your ... taste!

But that was according to everyone else. Even though you were the same age as Lando, because of how you spoke and who you'd surrounded yourself with in your earlier life people thought you were already pretty mature, but placing you next to Lando made him look like a kid in a candy store and you as his mother.

Lando Norris was everything you wished you were. Bright, happy, silly, kind ... and some says you felt like you were just Dark, Dispersed, Strict and Bitter.

And you'd convinced yourself you were sucking the life out of Lando Norris.

I aim low, I aim true and the ground's where I go I work late where I'm free from the phone And the job gets done But you worry some, I know

"Come on for once cant we do something spontaneous ... and I don't know out of your comfort zone, like ... not your job" he sighed one day.

He was a little ratty from the complicated previous race weekend that you'd had to miss due to work. And then you'd been working since he'd come back... into the late of the night. But you had deadlines to meet so it wasn't like you really had a choice. People were expecting stuff from you and you weren't going to not deliver.

"Baby, you know i cant. Next week once this is due in!" you'd sighed looking over at him for a split second before looking back at your laptop.

He left, going up to bed ... sad you hadn't come up with him again.

But who wants to live forever, babe? You treat your mouth as if it's Heaven's gate The rest of you like you're the TSA I wish that I could go along, babe, don't get me wrong

The conversation you were about to have with Lando you knew would be the hardest one you ever had.

He was so perfect, and pure and you could see you were slolwy starting to taint that. He'd started to sacrifice his sleep schedule to stay up late with you. He wouldn't hang out with his friends as much as he used to and you hated he was changing himself for you.

It didn't feel like you were with Lando Norris anymore. And that's why you got with him in the first place.

And god you loved him for those attributes.

You know, you're bright as the morning, as soft as the rain Pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape If you can sit in a barrel, maybe I'll wait Until that day

He was bright, like a morning. Sometimes if it was around 4 or 5am and you'd just finished up with your work you'd purposely wait until the sun started to shine through the blinds just to see his back light up golden and his face smushed against the pillow his soft lips in a pout.

But you ... you were cold like a December Morning, when you would refuse to get out from under the covers and when you did slippers were a must because the cold wooden floors weren't a polite awakening.

He was soft, like a light drizzle along a pagoda where you could sit and listen to the water hit the ground for hours.

And you were a rain-storm, so harsh that when you went out in it the water would sting as it hit you.

He was pretty, so fucking pretty it hurt when you looked at him, pretty as a vine winding up the side of a castle that how flowers spurting from it.

You were the gnarly kind, with thorns that wrapped around and antient tree that looked like it was strangling the air from it.

Lando most of all was sweet, sweet like a grape when you bite into it and it has the crisp outer layer before the sweet juices explode in your mouth.

But you were like a crushed grape being made into fine wine, maybe a dry like a Cabernet Sauvignon.

And you would wait for him, maybe when he was a little older, more mature and maybe it was you who was destined to taint him and turn him into that bitter old man who had experienced the world as you had seen it.

But ... now wasn't the right time.

You would always take your Whiskey neat.

And Lando ...

Well.

He was far too sweet.

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I appointed myself a judge on all matters. That I had the right to erase anything in the first place. I was destroyed. Humbled completely, and the world was a better place as a result. …I limped through the Void with only my faithful shadow still clinging to me.

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🧠🪱 Wiggly Wednesday 🪱🧠

Today, I'm thinking of ...

... the older teens going out for karaoke. (I don’t even know if there’d realistically be a karaoke bar anywhere near them in 80s rural Indiana, but let’s just assume.) It’s a fun night and everyone is having a blast. Steve and Robin render a hilarious, very off-key but very passionate duet of Total Eclipse of the Heart, even Nancy tries her hand on some Cindy Lauper after a beer or five. Only Eddie keeps leafing through the available songs on display with a scowl on his face, muttering something about mainstream shit. It’s only once that bar is almost empty when he finally concedes - not without a lot of coaxing from Robin and Argyle bribing him with some of his best product. 

He chooses Don’t stop me now by Queen. 

He’s barely three lines in when Steve, sipping his beer and ogling the bartender’s cleavage from across the room, turns to look. Because well, the slow intro of the song goes surprisingly well with Eddie’s voice and the way he sings it, lips so close to the microphone he might as well start sucking it off? The bartender’s boobies are suddenly the last thing on Steve’s mind. 

The song picks up, and Eddie starts tossing that ridiculously floofy mane of hair, rocking those stupid, slender hips of his, dancing around the stage like a whirlwind, all with that infuriatingly pretty, dimpled grin of his. He’s a sight to behold. Steve has been catching himself thinking as much before, but here, on that stage, leather pants hugging his ass, lights illuminating his hair like a halo? Yeah, he’s stunning. Steve’s allowed to think as much, right? Some people are just stunning, no matter the gender. Everybody has those thoughts sometimes, it doesn’t make him gay or anything, does it?

And then Eddie comes whirling across the stage, leans into his space and makes direct eye contact as he sings “I wanna make a supersonic man out of you”. And then he’s gone again, continuing with his performance like nothing happened, and Robin is slapping Steve’s shoulder, howling with laughter at his dumbstruck face. 

Steve finds out a lot of things about himself right then and there.

...

Later that night, a very confused sexuality-crisis-ridden Steve buries his face in his pillows while Robin pats his shoulders, and groans “I don’t understand, Robin! I mean, it’s so stupid! What even is a supersonic man?” 

Robin's like "idk, babe, but apparently you want Eddie to turn you into one, so that's all we need to know rly."

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