#but all i want to do is scream in her face FUCK YOU

[rafesangelita]

…INTRODUCING DILF!RAFE X HOUSEBUNNY!READER AU

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DILF!RAFE X HOUSEBUNNY!READER who spend their days fucking like rabbits. whether rafe had her clinging onto his bed sheets for dear life, or muffling her screams while he drilled into her poor cunt, he knew he had hit the jackpot when she was deemed useful in more ways than one. housebunny!reader who worked as a cart girl at the country club for only two days before rafe whisked her away and turned her into his pretty maid. with his kid out of the house for school, rafe enforced a strict dress code that kept her catering to him in mini skirts, thigh high stockings, heels, and maybeee a lacey bra (he preferred her to be topless most of the time). dilf!rafe who took care of absolutely everything; hair appointments, lash appointments, nail appointments, wax appointments, he made sure to always have his bunny in tip top shape, according to his liking.

DILF!RAFE X HOUSEBUNNY!READER who always get concerning glares whenever they’re out in public. here you have rafe always dressed in business casual, his clothes ironed flat without a single wrinkle in sight, courtesy of housebunny of course, and then you have the girl at his side that’s all glitz and glamour, her outfit drawing the attention of every single person in the same room. dilf!rafe who has an intense housewife + breeding kink, always telling bunny that he’s gonna keep her in the house forever while he’s balls deep inside of her. she never opposed the idea, the vision only making her warm, velvety walls clench around him even tighter. housebunny!reader who made rafe’s favorite meals, loving the way he nodded approvingly while he chewed. “you’re just too good to be true.” her heart is fluttering in her chest at his words, the praise not going unnoticed. dinner was always delicious, but dessert was even better.

DILF!RAFE X HOUSEBUNNY!READER who are sooo playful behind closed doors, rafe finds himself full on giggling before he’s masking his laughter with a serious expression so bunny doesn’t think he’s too soft. dilf!rafe who has the music taste of a frat boy in college, cursing under his breath as bunny sings along to the explicit lyrics booming throughout the house. “pretty girls don’t have filthy mouths.” he’s reminding her, smirking to himself when he see’s her sparkly lips come to a stop. housebunny!reader who does literally everything rafe asks her to do. “..sooo you want me to walk around with bunny ears, and that thing?” rafe is living for the hesitation on her face, and the fact that he knows she won’t tell him no. the following night, he manages to get the cute little bunny tail right where he wants it, housebunny!reader loving it more than she thought she would..

DILF!RAFE X HOUSEBUNNY!READER who plan bunny’s outfits for the week (it’s just an excuse for her to give him an unsolicited fashion show). “i would rather you wear nothing at all..” rafe grumbles when she comes out of his closet in an assortment of clothing. housebunny!reader who slips pink sticky notes into rafe’s pocket before going to work so he could find them throughout the day. ‘can’t wait to be your slutty lil’ bunny later ♡’ rafe is excusing himself from his meeting, sending her a text message that easily gets her needy. ‘just read your note. you‘re gonna be so fucked out by the time i’m done with you.’ she shoots him a quick ‘promiseee? ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა’ before squealing in excitement when he reacts to her message with a thumbs up. it’s not long before rafe gets home and has her legs on top of his shoulders, her knees knocking against her chest while he’s wiping away her tears of pure unadulterated pleasure with his thumb.

DILF!RAFE X HOUSEBUNNY!READER who are equally as nervous to have rafe’s son back home, unsure of what the small boy might think. housebunny!reader who nearly cries when she overhears little ray say she looks like a princess with her ‘pink puffy dresses’. dilf!rafe who is relieved and overjoyed that his boy adores her so much, since that was all he was waiting for in order to make her his, officially at least, since he already thought of her as such. housebunny!reader who wakes up to the smell of breakfast wafting up from downstairs, her eyebrows knitting in confusion as she wraps her fluffy robe around her body. “what are you doing?” she’s taking in the view of a shirtless rafe drinking out of a coffee mug, taking her bottom lip between her teeth. “making you breakfast since you’re not just my house bunny anymore..” at his words, you smiled. “just bunny then?” he hummed, “just bunny.”

[toothfa-1-ry]

CHICKS DIG BAD GUYS

choi su-bong/thanos x ex gf!reader

"Fuck me" you whisper under your breath with obvious annoyance as you spot the familiar shade of purple approaching you, cursing yourself for having such bad luck

The tall boy's grin seemed to widen even more upon hearing your remark

"Gladly" he gleamed with obvious delight which caused your frown to deepen

"Hey boss, you know her?" no. 124, you quickly note his number, says to the boy who stood infront of you

"Hey! Hey! shut up man" su bong, as you know him as rather than his weird nickname thanos, frowns at his team mate (which in your point of view seemed more like his lackey)

Su bong in turn, whips his head towards you with an excess amount of glee in his face to your dismay

"Senorita!" He leans to you "I'm sure you missed me"

"Su Bong-" an irritated expression plants your face which your ex boyfriend quickly recognized as the face you made before you began scolding him

"Hey Hey hey!" He shouts with enthusiasm which causes you to groan much to his enjoyment "It's thanos not su bong. Cmon, you know that baby"

The familiar nickname he called you made you feel like gagging. No one had called you by that awfully cringe nickname ever since you broke up with him when he used up your savings to invest in crypto currency without your knowledge

"What the hell are you doing here?" You ask him as you fold your arms, taking a step back to create some distance between you and your ex boyfriend

"For the same reason you are" su bong takes an immediate step towards you when he sees what you were trying to do

You open your mouth to retaliate, shout, or even scream but su bong beats you to it with widened eyes

"Don't you think it's fate?" He says as he walks behind you, grabbing you by your shoulders while he leans towards your face

"What the hell are you on" you knitted your brows "are you on some kind of drug-"

"I mean" he laughs loudly, causing other people to turn and stare "It's has to be fate or some kinda shit right?"

"Get of your high ass su bong and speak properl-"

He cuts you off again, this time placing his finger in your lips

"thanos. It's thanos baby, you know that" his voice low, if it were anyone else they would have taken it as a threat but instead you just brush his hand away from you, glaring at him

"Whatever, you and your shitty nickname. Just say what you want to and get lost"

Su bong gives as exaggerated sigh "do I really have to spell it for you? You always did like to play hard to get didnt you"

You felt like slapping that cheeky grin away from his face

"All im saying is that it's fate baby!!" he nodds his head with giddiness while punching the air with both his arms

"even the universe wants us to get back together. Why else do you think we would both coincidentally end up meeting eachother in this place?!" He spoke rapidly, fast, almost as if he was rapping

You immediately scoff, which caused his smile to drop in an instead

"Get lost loser" you turn away "Don't you dare talk to me again, i don't talk to bad people like you"

"Hey!" su bong attempts to grab your hand but you flipp him off, showing your middle finger as you walk away from him.

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Nam gyu stood awkwardly next to thanos as he watched the rapper get flipped off, trying to decid on how he should respond in order to make thanos happy

"I guess even winners have to lose some right?"

He recieves a resounding thud in the head by the frowning rapper

"didn't you even pay attention to what they said?!" Thanos shouted with offence

Nam gyu massaged his head with an dumbfounded expression "i dunno boss, that kinda sounded like a rejection to me.."

"You idiot! Wanna get hit again?"

Nam gyu immediately staggered a few steps away from thanos, covering his head with his arms

Thanos took a deep breath, placing his hands in his hips, taking an assertive stance as he laughed. Very loudly.

"She called me a bad person" thanos said in a tone that seemed a bit too optimistic.

Nam gyu couldn't help thinking, isn't being called a bad person a obvious insult?

Thanos quickly noticed his lackeys expression which made his scowl "you really don't understand women do you?"

Nam gyu shook his head fervently as Thanos wore a proud look on his face, his fingers on his temples as he shook his head

"Chicks dig bad guys" he says with cockiness in his voice

"So?"

"So? You asking me So?! Don't you get it!?!" Thanos loops his hand around his lackey as he jumped up and down,

He grinned from ear to ear as he shouted at the top of his voice impulsively

"Holy shit! she still wants me so bad!"

[madwomansapologist]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ༘⋆ rizz? oh, you mean my autism?

★彡 synopsis: jjk boyfriends' ways of loving an autistic reader.

characters: satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, choso kamo, toji fushiguro, hajime kashimo.

bella's note: my new year's resolution? to be way more self-indulgent!

.ᐟ.ᐟ KENTO 'QUIZ TIME' NANAMI

The first time it happened, Kento assumed you were way too focused on work to cook something before you were about to faint. The second time, maybe you were distracted. From then on, it was a pattern Kento couldn’t unsee.

Arms shaking as you cook. Changing the shower temperature when your skin is burning hot. Only washing your glasses when they are so dusty he could draw on them. Waking up on the middle of the night to use the bathroom.

You only listen to your needs when your body screams.

THIS PACKAGE INCLUDES: “Do you need a drink?” — “Have you eaten anything? That doesn’t count.” — “Want me to close the curtains?” — “Come clean your glasses with me. I could clean yours, but you would need to clean mine. That’s what I thought.” — “Did you pay your bills this month?” — “Have you watched that movie you told me about?” — “Are you going to bed or I’ll have to start undressing? Oh, so now you hear me?”

.ᐟ.ᐟ CHOSO 'ACCIDENTAL MIME' KAMO

Choso would’ve never noticed if you hadn’t got mad at him. Mocking you? of course he was not! That’s so mean, Choso would never do that to someone he loves.

You have this habit. Of repeating words or phrases others use. Choso thought it was sweet. It showed that you were paying attention to every conversation. He started doing the same for you to know that he was listening, too.

Choso would’ve never understood if it wasn’t for Yuji. Echolalia. You weren’t doing it on purpose. It was automatic. What he saw as a habit was something you have no control over. When Choso started doing the same, you thought it was his way of saying “stop that, you’re bothering me.”

Once Choso explained himself, it was your turn to think it was a sweet habit.

THIS PACKAGE INCLUDES: “Sorry, sir, I didn’t mean to.” — “Choso, you’re very beautiful. Wait.” — “Can you shut up? Sorry.” — “Do you want to go out? I would love to.” — “Fuck that. Hey, Yuji, don’t use those words.” — “Babe? Yes?”

.ᐟ.ᐟ SUGURO 'SOCIAL CLUES TRANSLATOR' GETO

People, most often than not, will say things without actually saying them. The first time the meaning behind someone’s word were completely lost once they reached your ears, Suguru thought it was amusing. But then he understood some think it’s only logical to blame you for not getting what they chose not to say.

Arguing with someone unwilling to change their ways is pointless. If they don’t want to communicate with others, so be it. Suguru would pity them for wasting their chance of knowing you, but he prefers when you spend your time with him.

In important events, Suguru will tell you what to expect. Out with friends, he may warn you about someone not being very happy. Oh, the countless times Suguru was the one to explain that “no, honey, they didn’t mean it literally.”

Suguru would rather not being called tutorial mascot by his partner, but if you’re happy… so be it.

THIS PACKAGE INCLUDES: “Hyperbole.” — “I think that was her polite way of spitting on his face. It gave me chills.” — “I also don’t know what he meant by that.” — “She’s definitely lying.” — “Not literally.” — “Shit. Satoru will ask me to give a speech. You will pretend to be sick? ... I love you.”

.ᐟ.ᐟ HAJIME 'TELL ME MORE' KASHIMO

Hajime WILL know about all your special interests. You have no say in this matter. He wants to know everything about you that there is to know. After all, what is love if not seeing the other and accepting them entirely?

He prefers to do it while he trains. Hajime will practice his techniques with your voice to sooth his muscles. Don’t matter what is on your mind, he wants to hear it all. A specific actress, some movie you saw, penguins? Lovely, keep going.

It's endearing the way you know so much about what you love. Makes Hajime want to ask you what you know about him. Just to check.

THIS PACKAGE INCLUDES: "No, no. Please, keep going." — "And that was created when?" — "Your voice is enchanting." — "How did you discovered that?" — "I think, when I was young, I read a book that mentioned this." — "Talk to me. I want to listen."

.ᐟ.ᐟ TOJI 'HUMAN FURNACE' FUSHIGURO

Toji knows how to read someone. It's useful. If he can understand their desires and fears, then he knows what to expect. When it comes to you, what surprises Toji is that he uses this skill to help instead of getting something for himself.

He learned to read you. To understand what your body tells without the need to hearing it from you. Toji understands when something makes you upset, mad, uncomfortable. Even when you're drowning on your emotions and nothing else makes sense: Toji knows you.

And what he learned is that, to silence your mind from all those confusing thoughts, something bigger against you can be distracting enough. To be more exact, to have Toji against you. On his lap, between his arms, beneath him on the couch.

THIS PACKAGE INCLUDES: "I'm warm? How sweet of you." — "Can you hear me now?" — "You feel like you can’t breath? I'll let you go when you get sure of that." — "How's your mind now? Too crowded?" — "Forget about them. Just look at me. That's right. It's you and me, nothing else matters."

.ᐟ.ᐟ SATORU 'DEFENSE ATTORNEY' GOJO

Has someone been harsh to you? A boss ignored your rights? A doctor diminished your requests and questions? You know who to call: Satoru Gojo, your beautiful, funny, interesting, inteligent, kind, considerate [50 adjectives later] boyfriend!

Satoru WILL fight anyone that tries to disrespect you. Don’t matter who, don’t matter why. He's ready to throw hands (or cursed energy, to specify). It can be your mom, he doesn’t care. No one messes with you.

But he also defends you in more pacific terms. He will give whole ass lessons to people that tried to argue with you. He will keep talking until they get it right. If someone tries to embarrass you, Satoru is embarrassing them. He doesn’t care about anyone. If they were able to make you uncomfortable, than they are able of dealing with some discomfort too.

THIS PACKAGE INCLUDES: "Well, actually..." — "I understand what you're saying. Completely. But you're wrong and I will tell why exactly why." — "Say that again." — "You must think you are so funny." — "You think so? Ok, sit down. I'll explain it all to you."

© all rights reserved to MADWOMANSAPOLOGIST

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

An old feeling (and obsession) | In-oh x Fem!Player!Reader | PT2

PT1

Warnings: S2 Spoilers - Canon violence - May be OOC - Obsess In-ho - Player 095 lives!! - Anxiety - Sad!Reader -

Notes: Welcome to PT2 if you come from PT1. I decided to divide this piece since I think the ending of PT1 was good but I also wanted to add this too. However I was not 100% in with how things were going in PT1.

This can be read as a stand alone piece.

In-ho wondered once more when his plan went south. His main goal was to destroy Gi-hun and show him how human nature never changes. He was not prepared to meet you, and for you to become so important to him in such a short period of time.

He did wonder if you had a secret on you, just a few hours you were still suffering from the Migle game but now here you were besides him shooting with rage at the guards, his guards.

Fuck did he feel conflicted cause each guard that you managed to kill did made him feel proud of you. Even if you were leaving him short-staffed alongside player 120.

"In-ho you copy?" Gi-hun's voice came from the radio. He took it out and responded then listened to the shoots and his ask for backup.

"Alright im going" In-ho responded screaming to the rest that Gi-hun needed backup, two players were quick to accept.

He took notice on how you stopped, you were still scared but then you also nodded

"Im going too"

"Alright, I will be going first you three follow me" He said then whispered to you since you were closer "Dont put yourself in front unless I say so"

The four of you advanced around the corridors he knew so well but had to fake he did not.

Finally they crossed paths with Gi-hun and Jung-Bae.

"I think we can go around them" In-ho lied to Gi-hun who accepted and gave him a extra charger.

In-ho guided all of you, making you stop or advance, making sure you were safe away from any suprised shoot.

Finally the four of you stood behind the guards, In-ho moved his head signaling the three of you to advance but you had to stay besides him.

He knew what he had to do, but did hurt him deeply, he could just wait that you wont hate him too much.

The shoots sounded so close to you that took you off guard, then you saw In-ho pointing his riffle at you, his face void from any emotion.

"In-ho..."

"Im sorry (Y/N)" Was the last thing you hear then you felt the back of the riffle on your head knocking you out.

He held you so you wouldn't hit the floor, he took the radio to make Gi-hun think all of you were indeed dead then changed channels and told his guards to put a end to this.

Near him a door opened, guards coming from it one of them saw your body and went to shoot you only to be stopped by In-ho stern voice.

"Take her to the infarmary, no one touches her, if I see even one hair out of place you will be responding directly to me, do you understand?"

The guard lowered their gun and nodded going to carry you.

In-ho saw your limp body be moved towards the infarmary, he knew no one would question his orders. He was more afraid of the outcome once you wake up.

"Sir" another guard called him with his clothes of Front Man at hand. He let out a breath, whatever the outcome was it would have to wait.

He still needed to punish Gi-hun and move on with the games.

But one thing was clear in his mind.

No one would hurt you, you were going to be safe.

Safe besides him.

[bonbonly]

https://www.tumblr.com/bonbonly/771155161152405504/im-a-sensitive-babe-but-mean-producerlewis

FOR FREE??? JUST LIKE THAT??? ur spoiling me

-🥥

🥥 ANON LET ME SPOIL YOU SOME MORE BABE WITH A FULL THOUGHT

bon's thoughts (18+)

it's the golden globes, the carpet is dazzling with stars. actor!max verstappen invited his mother as his date. director!sebastian vettel is posing in front of the cameras with his assistant directors. film critic!jenson button manages to squeeze past some cameras, a microphone in his hand as he looks around the carpet. you had called him an hour ago, telling him that you were already in talks to tarnish his credibility, to strip him from the title of famed critic. he knew they were empty threats, but it was still a threat. he couldn't afford to have you try to get him fired; it was some sort of power trip you had. to try and make it seem like you were better than him.

his eyes focus in on producer!lewis hamilton and he flags him down, waving his hand around and beckoning for him to come over. the producer raises his eyebrow, he hasn't seen jenson in a long time but he has heard that the little vixen - you - is constantly seen at this man's office. producer!lewis wonders if you ever pull the same antics with jenson as you do to him, but he shrugs his shoulders and walks over. he adjusts the rings on his fingers, a forced smile on his lips as he stands before the camera.

"mr. hamilton, how does it feel to be on the carpet tonight?" jenson asks, bringing the camera closer.

"it feels great! i love seeing the newer actors and actresses coming up in this industry, i love looking for new talent," he pauses, glancing over his shoulder as he sees a beautiful woman stride behind him. he smirks to himself, flickering his eyes back to jenson who reciprocates the expression.

"actress (y/n) (l/n) has been nominated tonight for best actress, do you think she'll win tonight?" jenson asks and lewis smiles. this is why jenson called him over, oh it all made sense!

"she's a good actress, but she's up against some tough competitors. if she's lucky enough, she'll win." lewis responds, and jenson slips out,

"luck has been a bit hesitant on her side, she always seems to be flocking to whatever crowd will entertain her." and lewis chuckles, lowly. the stories he had. his eyes go past jenson to see you arriving at the carpet, eyes bright as you wave at the cameras, blowing kisses as flash on the cameras increase. he excuses himself, heading over to you on the carpet. he has something planned, and it comes to action when he pulls you close and lets the photographers capture the both of you.

"what do you think you're doing?" you ask through your teeth as you continue to smile at the cameras.

"letting sainz know that if you win tonight, i'm taking you back home with me. i'll sign a film with you."

little does lewis know, you had just let max stuff you with his cum because his sister was going to win for another time and he wanted to apologize since he couldn't convince the critics in time to sway their opinion. you explain this to lewis once you shuffle inside the auditorium and the glare he sends you makes you laugh. right in front of him. at his face. he'd just made a fool out of himself in front of the press. now the newspapers would be linking him to you, sainz would be calling him. oh he should've known, he should've hesitated!

while the awards roll out one by one, lewis has your face against the mirror, your body awkwardly shaped as your feet barely touch the ground. the edge of the sink digs painfully into your lower stomach. your screams of ecstasy are muffled by all the chattering happening outside as lewis fucks your swollen, abused cunt. he pulls out until just his tip throbs inside you, and then slams right back in which has you crying. he wants this to be a reminder, a harsh reminder to never do something stupid like this again.

"you fucking..." he drags you off the sink and brings you down with him on the floor. your legs in the air as he brings his hand around your waist to rub fast circles on your clit as he thrusts into you. the tiled floor of the bathroom creases his well-pressed suit but he doesn't care. no, he wants your cunt to be crying with his cum until it doesn't know anything but his cock, "fucking bitch. such a fucking pain, why the fuck does sainz even keep you? you warm his cock good? or does he need another whore for his collection?"

he rolls over to have you beneath him, your face pressed against the floor as he smacks your ass. he laughs out loud, mocking your laugh earlier as he delivers another hard blow to your other cheek, loving the way it jiggles as you're sobbing, telling him someone else could walk in and see this.

"you should've fucking thought of that when i walked over to you at the carpet. should've thought about the damn cameras and the other celebs. i was stupid, so stupid!" lewis groans, gripping your waist to make sure his fingers squeeze your flesh, his fingerprints should be there for a week. there's footsteps lurking outside the stall, and as you're whimpering, lewis only goes faster. his joy knows no bounds when jenson opens the stall, a grin on his face,

"i figured she'd be here. mind if i join?"

[ghostlylittlemoths]

Streamer ellie x fem reader

Wc: dont know dont care Cw: slightly suggestive, kissing, ellie being ellie, slurs from ellie(fag) pet names(babe, sweetcheeks) $uicide joke once, ellie talks the way I do irl, ellie raging at roblox, swearing bc why not its ellie

"FUCK YOU!"

You were startled from your sleep when you heared screaming from the end of the hallway all the way from yours and Ellies shared room. Reaching over to Ellies side of the bed you felt that she wasn't there. You reached for your phone to check the time.

3:36am

Fuck

Putting two and two together you realized that ellie was the one screaming. Was she playing a game? Getting ready to get up to see why she was screaming, another scream confirmed your assumption.

"I FUCKING HATE THIS FUCKING GAME! -oh thank you for the subs 'elliegetsnobitches' fuck you I do get bitches unlike you fags."

Ellie was streaming. Not wanting to actually get up at the moment you opened twitch and went to her live to see what she was playing. Your lovely wonderful girlfriend was playing none other than roblox.

'absanderson sent $20'proof or it didn't happen'

"You want me to prove I get bitches unlike you? Bet." she said while getting up from her chair. Then it clicked, she was coming to get you. Which meant you had to be on camara in front of her fans. You and Ellie didn't have a public relationship due to you being nervous about how fans would react. The only person that knew was Dina, because she was Ellies' best friend. And Joel because he was basically Ellies' dad and he had already have a feeling you two were dating.

Watching Ellie leave the view of the camara, you heared the patter of her feet coming down the hallway. You turned off your phone and closed your eyes hoping that she thought you were sleeping and would leave you alo-

"I know you're awake I saw your username come into the stream" she said whispering into your ear. Well there's no use pretending. You turned over in the bed to face your girlfriend.

"Do I have to?" You asked hoping she would change her mind. "Please babe, they keep clowning me and saying I get no bitches" she complained, giving you puppy eyes.

Well fuck me

You sigh. "...fine". Ellies face lightend up and pulled you out of the bed and down the hallway to her streaming room but told you to wait outside for "dramatic effect".

"I'm back bitches. You asked to see 'the bitches' so here she is" she turns to face the door and signaled for you to come in.

Opening the door you slowly walked in and crouched next to Ellie you you could be seen in frame. You heared a ding signaling someone sent Ellie something.

'Elliesrealwife sent $10' are you paying her to be there?'

"IM NOT PAYING HER SHE REALLY IS MY GIRLFRIEND" Ellie whined throwing herself into the back of her chair almost tipping it over.

'Absanderson sent $5' I dont think she is real man'

'Nutmaster sent $5' is your girlfriend single?'

'Jessethecoolest sent $5' dude you are scaring the huzz'

"SHE IS REAL AND NO SHES NOT SINGLE! isn't that right sweetcheeks?" She said leaning in for a kiss which you stopped with your hand but that didn't stop her from kissing your cheek.

"Dont call me that I will kill you, everyone watching, and myself" you said, running your fingers through Ellies slightly knotted hair. Watching the comments roll in you felt yourself ease up and felt as you were pulled into Ellies lap.

'Dinaisthebest sent $5' is this rizz? As the kids would say'

"I dont know? Is my rizz working?" Ellie asked you, looking at you from her place on your shoulder. "Please shut up" you said with a small tired smile as you leaned down to capture Ellies lips with yours.

The kiss got more heated and you had turned around to face Ellie then pulled away remembering that you were on a live stream. With a shy smile you turned and got off Ellie who was losing it at the comments

'Eillesgf - so she does get bitches'

'Les4els - drop the onlyfans'

'Leslady - i dont know which I want to be'

'Dinaisthebest - busted'

"Welp yall I have been streaming since 10 and it's now 4am and I'm like 99.3% sure I woke this lady from yelling" she said pointing at you. You rested you head on her shoulder as she said her goodbyes to the viewers and ended stream.

"Ready for bed?"she asked standing up and shutting off the lights and her monitors and dragging you out of the room and down the hallway to your shared bedroom. "You know I am" you said as you sat on the bed and tiredly watched ellie as she changed into her boxers and black wife-pleaser and got into bed behind you. She wrapped her arms around your waist and pushed her face into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent.

"How much you want to bet people clipped us making out and are posting in on twitter.com?" You asked with a tired laugh as you grabbed her hand that was on your stomach to hold it in your hand.

She let out a hard but quite laugh and intertwined her fingers with yours. "I bet they are." She said and drifted off to sleep along with you

The next morning your thoughts were right. People did clip your makeout and posted it on Twitter with the captions #needthat

This is for literally one who asked for this @myrruwrites

Sorry If its not what you wanted and anyone who saw this before this author note literally so sorry if you read it and it wasn't finished I didn't mean to post it

[justhereforsubsevika]

Part 2 to asshole sevika because one (1) person eluded to maybe wanting a part 2

Nsfw, smut, public, rough fingering, strap sex (referred to as dick and cock), choking, degradation, humiliation, asshole sevi is acc just awkward weird sevi, also this is now a university au do with that what you will

Okay look i cant have my baby be evil for too long ok </3 no tears or angst but like ITS NOT HER FAULTT SHE'S JUST A WEIRDO!!

Okay so you may have fucked up. You may or may not have told a friend, who may have told a friend, who may have told the whole campus that Sevika moans her own name when she cums. You may or may not have exaggerated and said that her shouting lasted for 3 minutes. You may or may not be watching as some evil cunt walks up to her while she sits alone at the picnic bench, snickering.

You can hear their conversation despite the fact you're a good distance away.

"Hey, Sevika right?" This scrawny guy who, quite frankly, Sevika could snap like a twig, starts to say. Her face lights up. She thinks she's about to make a friend, you can see it all over her face. Jesus Christ, you feel awful. It feels like someone is wringing all the blood out of your guts as you watch this scene unfold.

"Mhm! That's me!" She says, turning off her phone and gesturing beside her to request that he takes a seat. "Nah, I'm good." He starts laughing at her and her face drops in confusion. "What's funny?" She queries, standing so she looks down at him. He doesn't even step back despite the fact his entire body is now shrouded in her shadow. "Is it true you- HAH FUCK- you moan your own name? Y'know when you finish?" He splutters between maniacal laughter.

Her face goes white.

She looks to you with so much betrayal on her face. But she deserved it right? She fucked you raw and didnt even chuck a towel at you after. She made fun of your boyfriend (who you cheated on, but that's irrelevant) and your sexuality.

Oh shit.

She's walking straight to you.

Her face sure got its colour back quick.

"Hi Sev- AH-" Suddenly you're being tugged by your hair across the campus, screaming and flailing as she grunts and tells you to shut up. She doesn't even bother to go into a bathroom stall once you're inside the library building, just pins you against the bathroom tile with her forearm and shoves her fingers under your skirt. She pushes into you roughly, not caring that it hurts bad since there's no moisture to assist her. She wants to hurt you. You've pissed her off bad.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU TELL PEOPLE THAT?" She shouts, roughly pounding into you. It's all so much, her fiery, furious expression, her rough fingers deep inside you so abruptly. But it's not fair! She fucks loads of girls, why the hell is she assuming you spread the rumour?

"H-how do you know it was me? Could be one of your s-sluts that you fuck-"

"BECAUSE I ONLY EVER DID THAT WITH YOU! BECAUSE YOU'RE MY FUCKING FRIEND AND I TRUSTED YOU!"

She looks for a second like she might cry, but instead grunts and bars her teeth, hand coming up to choke you. Even with her impenetrable anger, you can tell she's at least not trying to kill you. You give her the satisfaction of spluttering and heaving for air even though you can breathe perfectly fine and she moans. "You're such a fucking whore aren't you? Gave that pussy up to me despite your little boyfriend, now you're slutting yourself out for me? Anyone could walk in and see how you're dripping down your thighs. Pathetic little bitch."

She lets you go for a second to unbuckle her jeans and of course she's packing. Typical Sevika, always prepared for revenge sex.

She comes up behind you as you attempt to pull down your panties and grabs you up, her forearm able to restrain both your legs from under your knees.

Holy shit. You're now fully off the ground, watching in the bathroom mirror as Sevika slides her dark purple strap into your pussy. Her other hand is back round your neck, making your eyes roll back. She bobs you up and down on her cock in a way you're sure should be physically impossible, somehow still managing to ruin your pussy with her brutal pace. She starts thrusting up into you and you laugh thinking about how she must look from behind, rocking up and down on her toes.

"Fuck are you laughing at?" She sneers, squeezing a little at your neck. Your mouth drops open, silenced by Sevika's rough grip. Her hand drops to thumb at your clit and you can't help but cry out.

"Mm, oh shit sevi, mm fuck sevika," you groan and she smirks.

"Who's moaning my name now?"

And then Sevika sees the bat symbol and says "my city needs me" and flies into an aeroplane and dies (IM NOT WRITING THIS DUMB SHIT ANYMORE OKAY I DECIDED I HATE IT)

[elliespassagerprincess]

Can you do something with toxic Ellie where she sobs and cries when reader gets to her last straw literally having snot running down her nose sliding down the wall actually going through all the stages of grief, trying to justify her cheating, lying etc and tries to forcefully give reader a kiss and hug her telling reader she loves her so much 😣🤚🏼

Her Sweet girl - (ellie williams x reader)

Hi anon!! thanks for the request! This is lowkey based on how my ex and i ended lmao.... i hope you enjoy <33333

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are open! send me your silly thoughts

Warning: cheating and alot of angst

Summary: in which you had enough

authors note: so.... I'm back (idk for how long though)

masterlist

"Again? Really Ellie? Again?"

She sat in a corner, tears in her eyes.

Ellie looked rough, her hair messy, hickeys littered her chest.

"It was a mistake-" she choked out

"mistake? A fucking mistake?" You raised your voice.

Ellie flinched not being used to you being so aggressive.

You were a good girl. A very good girl. Sweet. Innocent. Naïve. The perfect victim for someone like Ellie.

Ellie grew up watching romance movies.

They were predictable, cringe at times and very unrealistic. She hated the happily ever after, she pulled her face every time the two main characters came together with a kiss.

She hated the happily ever after.

She hated the idea of being with someone forever. Forever sounded too long.

"Ellie you'll get a STD" Joel once told her as they sat for breakfast.

She let out a chuckle as she pour herself a glass of orange juice

"I'm just perfecting my skills"

"Els you're bringing home a girl almost every night. I'm concerned for you"

"Concerned? Because I'm getting laid?"

"That's not what I meant and you know that"

Ellie let out a sigh 'here we go again' she thought to herself.

"Joel please" she begged knowing where this conversation was going.

"you'll never find happiness like this. Do you think you'll find find a real connection with someone if you keep brining different people home"

"I know. I know, I'm still young Joel I have time"

You were sweet. The sweetest girl she's ever met. You were so loyal, caring.

When the two of you hooked up for the first time Ellie was surprised to see how polite you were. You asked her if she was having fun, you offered her water.

Ellie had one rule: never sleep with the same girl twice.

You were an exception.

You made her feel special, you made her feel loved. Ellie loved you and she never thought she would be capable of loving.

As much as she loved you, she could never stay loyal.

Ellie liked the thrill of meeting someone new, she liked the one night stands. She loved her double life.

You caught her one night.

In all honesty you don't even remember what happened. You walked into the room and your eyes landed on Ellie in between a girl's thighs.

You fell to your knees and tears left your eyes as you looked at the scene before you. The girl screamed, and she grabbed her clothes apologizing to you as she ran out.

Elle fell to her knees naked, apologizing as she held your hand gently.

You stared at the wall as tears left your eyes.

The silence felt like hours to Ellie.

You uttered the words: "it's ok, you made a mistake"

"Never again" she promised as she hugged you tightly as you cried into her shoulder.

She lied.

You caught her again a week later and she made the same promise.

Again and again and again.

You loved her so much. So much that it hurt you. You forgave her over and over again.

Someone who loved you wouldn't betray you like this, someone who wanted to spend the rest of her life with you wouldn't treat you like this.

This was your final straw.

You saw the girls underwear when you walked into your shared apartment.

When you opened the bedroom door, she was on top of Ellie and she was giggling.

She was fucking giggling.

You weren't sad. You were.. disgusted. You just stared at them and eventually they noticed you.

"Fucking talk Ellie" you demanded

Hearing her sweet girl talk like this, made Ellie's stomach turn.

"She seduced you, she forced you you were lonely? i didn't make you cum?... what's the fucking reason this time?"

Ellie opened her mouth but no words came out.

She didn't have a reason.

You stared at her 'wow she couldn't even explain it this time'

You were tired. Tired of being lied to, tired of being humiliated.

You walked to your closet and you started packing up your clothes. Ellie suddenly got up and ran towards you.

She grabbed your shoulders forcing you to look at her.

"baby please let's talk about this"

She brought you in for a awkward hug but you gently pulled away from her not saying a word.

You didn't cry, you didn't even react.

That scared Ellie.

The fact you weren't saying something scared her.

She tried grabbing your arm again but you pushed her.

"get the fuck off me"

Ellie dramatically fell against the wall, she slid down as she sobbed.

She was putting up and act, you knew she was.

She laid on the floor in a ball, sobbing loudly but you ignored her.

"if i ever lose you, I'd surely lose myself" she said as she sobbed into her arms. Her cries got louder and louder. She was desperately trying to get your attention.

She just wanted one reaction from you. She wanted- no - needed you to say something.

"You look like a fucking child" you laughed.

Ellie looked up at you through her tears.

You were laughing? What was so funny?

"So you think me crying is funny?" she asked in disbelief

"so you think cheating on me and crying will make me stay?"

She started sobbing again and you just rolled your eyes.

She looked like a toddler after their parent told them no.

She was a sight to behold. She eyes puffy and swollen, she was drooling, and snot was running out her nose. She looked dirty, desperate, pathetic.

She always had you crying like that, but the roles were reversed. You were in control now.

She needed you.

You made your way to the door and Ellie crawled behind you, like the dog she was.

You turned to look at her, and she started kissing your legs.

"baby please" she said through kisses.

"Let me explain"

"No"

She held your leg as she sobbed. You put down your bag and you forcefully pushed her off.

Ellie landed with a thud and she looked at you with wide eyes holding the side of her head (she probably hit her head, maybe she was being overdramatic maybe she was lying who know. She deserves it anyway)

You picked up your bag and walked to the front door.

Ellie suddenly got up and cleared her throat.

"You wouldn't dare leave me. i mean look at you, who would love you?" she said with a grin.

You knew the sobbing was an act. It was crazy how quickly she could change up.

You turn to look at her: "me? i'll find someone"

You look her up and down "you on the other hand, i don't know... i mean who would want to date someone that tasted everyone's pussy"

Her jaw dropped at your words.

"you wont leave me"

"watch me"

"You're unlovable" were the last words you muttered to her as you slammed the door shut.

She looked at the closed door in front of her.

You actually left. You actually had the guts to walk out.

Tears fell from Ellie's eyes. Real tears fell from her eyes.

She put her hand on her chest. Her heart hurts, her throat was closing up. she felt sick.

Is this what real heartbreak felt like?

you actually left her.

Her sweet girl left.

Ellie fell to her knees and she let out a loud sob. She ruined the only good thing in her life.

<3

[fruitbasketball]

yes, you just named three real tests that Paige had her freshman year. Compare that how many real tests every other NPOY candidate had (hint: it was a lot more because they all played in real conferences). also you seem to forget they lost to Arkansas and should’ve lost to Baylor lmaoooo. you all spend SO MUCH time critiquing other players, saying they didn’t deserve their awards, but can’t stand when someone says it about Paige? A bit hypocritical wouldn’t you say?

so i did mention that they lost to arkansas!! super cool that you missed reading that!! lets exercise our literacy more ❤️❤️❤️

“should’ve lost to baylor” what the fuck does that mean 😭😭😭 did you have the script?? was it not followed?? you sound dumb as hell bro “should’ve lost to baylor” oh but they didn’t! and i’d argue that if you win a game you “should’ve lost” - you’re passing the damn test

the crazy thing is that even though you’re saying they don’t play in a real conference (which you’re right about!) or didn’t face enough real tests… uconn has still made the final 4 the most consistently over the past few years. those girls are PREPARED for march. honestly - you’re making my argument. you’re saying that paige played mickey mouse teams ALL SEASON and still showed tf up in march?? she still dropped 28 on a kim mulkey baylor team? she still took her team to a final 4? sounds like npoy shit to me. you can whine and kick and scream all you want - the truth is that paige deserved that award.

i also noticed that you failed to rebut the stats she was putting up (on a team full of fellow hs all americans and t10 recruits btw) OR all the other awards she won just because of the hype! i hope you don’t think you’re winning this argument pookie!! you sound stupid as fuck!!

you better watch who you’re calling a hypocrite fr 😭😭 i urge you to look through my page baby, bc i am also the first person to critique paige when she’s fucking up. when she shoots 2-11, when she gets outplayed, i will SAY THAT.

but what i’m not gonna do is lie. it’s so fucking pointless to have this discourse. you know you’re wrong, you’re just grasping at straws. you couldn’t even attack 2/3 arguments, you failed to rebut the 3rd, and now this is just embarrassing for you.

it is so so sad to see people bullshitting like this. we don’t gotta lie either way!! you don’t gotta lie and act like she played better than she did in certain games, you don’t gotta lie and act like what she did her freshman year wasn’t really fuckin impressive and wasn’t historic. i WILL critique paige when NECESSARY - but what i’m NOT boutta do is discredit one of the most historic freshman seasons in ncaa history.

[hsangel64]

bandmates pt. 10!

synopsis: a couple of weeks was all it took

warnings: some angst, cussing

a/n: i am not too sure how long this story will go, but i think the way its going it’ll get another story, maybe!!

after everything happened you packed up a bag and texted abby to stay for a couple of days to cool down. she told you of course and offered to let you stay for however long you would need. ellie had been texting you all morning, you had turned on do not disturb but she still seemed to get her way around it and i couldn’t stop checking my phone. text after text you finally gave in and texted back.

you sighed and rubbed your face. what did you just do, you can’t believe you agreed. she texted you a coffee shop, it being your guys’ favorite coffee place to go to, and told her to meet her tomorrow morning. you shook your head at yourself and turned your phone off. no more of that for today.

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it’s finally tomorrow morning, after an agonizingly long sleepless night, it was the morning. you had gotten ready and felt the nerves pick up. you changed your shirt about a million times now. you really didn’t want to see ellie and don’t know why you agreed but you love her too much to be gone for too long.

you checked the time grabbed your bag to head out. it was 9:30am and ellie wanted to meet around 10:15 so you had some time to walk there and get yourself together. you felt your heart beating a million miles a minute, you didn’t know if you’d start screaming or crying at ellie, maybe even both.

you made it to the coffee shop and didn’t even realize it, you stared at the door before taking a huge deep breath and going in.

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ellie’s pov

she couldn’t believe what had happened, it all happened so fast. you had ran and she didn’t have any time to process what you had said.

“ellie you fuckin idiot.” dina yelled at her and ran after you. she just stood there for what felt like forever. jesse didn’t ay anything and just went after dina. she came back from her senses and realized you left, ellie ran to your room and saw dina on the couch with her head in her hands and jesse comforting her. they both heard her come in and immediately changed moods, dina got up and pushed ellie.

“you’re a fucking asshole you know that? you are a shit friend, girlfriend, all of the above.” her chest going up and down as she paced around the room trying not to beat up ellie.

“you better fucking fix this ellie or i swear to god you will never see either of us again.” she pushed her way out of the room and stormed off. jesse got up and walked towards ellie, he put his hand on ellie’s shoulder and said, “fix it ellie.”

she was left in the room alone for about 2 minutes with just her thoughts before cat barged in.

“hi baby! you did so so good.” she tried to kiss her but ellie pushed her off and mumbled a fuck off. she ran out of the room and ran to her car. ellie didn’t even grab anything just made it her mission to try and catch you at the dorm. she knew you were going to run off. she drove quicker than she thought she even could, she made it to the dorm within 10 mins as the drive regularly was 30 mins. she barely even parked and ran up the building, she even took the stairs trying to catch you. she reached the door and called out for you, for anyone, complete silence filled her ears. she sighed really loudly and realized she missed you. ellie dragged herself to the couch and fell into it, sobbing into herself. she felt pathetic, she knew what she did and felt like utter shit. dina was right, she said over and over and over again in her head. she had to do something.

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it had been almost two weeks since ellie had seen you, she had been texting you every chance she gets she texts you. you never answered of course, just sulking in your own feelings. ellie tried everything, she sent you flowers after hearing where you were staying, she tried to catch you after class, she called and called and called, but to no avail you never answered. she was running out of things to do with dina yelling on her back about fixing things, she didn’t know what else to do. she figured it was the end and she was ready to accept the fact that you would never be with her again. dina had come home and seen ellie on the couch with her head in her hands. she sighed and made her way towards her.

“why don’t you just tell her the truth, try and get her to go to get coffee and explain all that you feel.” ellie looked up at her and sent a small smile her way. “as much as i don’t like you right now, i still love you and i want to try and help.” they hugged and spent some time together that ellie very much needed.

they spent the rest of the day watching movies and just spending time together, dina ended up falling asleep while they watched interstellar.

‘she always said it was boring…’ she thought and laughed to herself. she thought for a second and texted you about coffee tomorrow morning, it took some convincing but you agreed and she felt good about this, she was going to get you back even if it took just starting over.

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taglist: @gold-dustwomxn @lil-elliesgf @elliestears @cjrights @hopelesssheaven @depressedbratsworld @amberputh

a/n: hey guys! this is a shit chapter but i’m hoping the next one will be the last and better! this was just a filler from not posting in awhile!!

[beef-brisket]

The silence was deafening. It felt like 20 minutes went on for hours, Lucifer was actually starting to get worried until a flash of light appeared in front of him.

He held his breath as the woman he's loved for nearly 10,000 was suddenly in the same room as him.

Lilith gasps and runs over to Lucifer, wrapping him in her arms. Lucifer wanted to scream and push her off him, but it felt so good to be touching her again. To smell her perfume and her hair.

Lilith: Oh, Lu! I've missed you so much! And Charlie? How's she doing with her Hotel?

Charlie. Every flash back of Adam's memories rushed into his mind, especially the the horrid things she said about her own daughter.

He growled and pushed her away: Enough. I know of the deal you have with Adam and Heaven. And its over, you're coming home. Now.

Lilith glared and backed away from Lucifer: I don't know what you're talking about. Adam kidnapped me- I'm a prisoner on war! That's what he said!

Lucifer: Lilith. Enough.

Lilith: ...Are you serious?! My own husband doesn't believe me?!

Lucifer: I've seen it, Lilith. I've seen what you've done! Not just now, but all those years ago in the garden! You used me!

Lilith: Excuse me?! Used you?! Oh please, I've done everything for you! I nursed you after you fell-!

Lucifer: I fell FOR you! Because OF you!

Lilith: I have you a daughter!

Lucifer: That you tore down! That you left!

Lilith: Oh please, like I had a choice-!

Lucifer: You had a damn choice! And now, you're coming back with me. You don't deserve Heaven, Lilith!

Lilith: How dare you! I deserve Heaven more than that fucking bastard-!

Lucifer growled and grabbed her wrist.

Lucifer: You can't touch me! I have a deal!

Lucifer: Sorry, babe. But your deal is officially broken!

Lilith's eyes widen as Lucifer snaps his fingers, teleporting her to Hell, or more specifically, Lucifer's prison.

Lucifer sighed and ran his hands down his face, suddenly exhausted.

Adam: Judging by the lack of yelling, you've dealt with her?

Looking up, Lucifer smiles softly at Adam: Yeah, she's dealt with. I can't believe it... after all these years, this is where she's been. I thought... I didn't know what I thought.

Lucifer sat back down and slumped into his seat.

Adam chuckled: Guess my Saturday evens are free again.

Lucifer: That's not funny, Adam. For seven years, you've had to deal with her... I'm sorry I didn't help sooner.

Adam was quiet for a moment: ... It's not your fault. You didn't know, which was kinda the whole point. So, you know. It's whatever.

Lucifer: It's not "whatever". The number of times I took my anger out on you after she left... during those damn meetings.

Adam scoffs: Fucker, who gives a shit? I went off at you multiple times. Now, it was cool you took that bitch away, but there's something else I want.

Lucifer wanted to groan, but then he remembered that he had a good thousand years to make up for.

Lucifer sighs: Okay, what do you want?

Adam smiled: I want my fucking axe.

The Sin of Adam!au.

One more quick au before I fall asleep.

Adam falls to Hell after his death. But he doesn't wake up in Pride. He wakes up in Wrath. Adam is completely pissed off and just itching for revenge.

In this, Adam conquers each ring of Hell, growling stronger until he's on the same wavelength as Lucifer, power wise.

Lucifer has no idea what's going on. He's slowly losing contact with the Sins, and everyone is in a state of panic. That's until he returns home from a few days away, trying to find the Sins, that he sees his daughters hotel, and Pentagram city destroyed.

Thankfully, Charlie and her friends are fine. But what she explains is unbelievable.

Charlie: It was Adam, dad!

Lucifer: Adam? He's dead Charlie- I buried him myself.

Charlie: I thought so, too! He was looking for you! He's alive!

Lucifer gets his daughter to hide. Everything is in a state of chaos. He can't find Adam anywhere.

Until he returns home and sees someone sitting on his throne.

After a long, destructive fight, Lucifer realizes that Adam only absorbed the Sins. Their not dead

Adam has literally been taken over by the powers of Hell.

Can Lucifer contain and find a way to get Adam and the Sins back before he destroys Hell and everything undead thing in it??

How will Lucifer get Adam back??

Who knows 🤷

Adam: You can't defeat me now Lucifer!

Lucifer: Oh yes I can! I'm going to fuck the sins out of you!!

Adam: Wait what?

Ozzie inside: YEAH BABY!!

Sorry I'm feeling a little silly lmao 😂

[perceivedregret]

A beat. “So, do you not love her?”

Vi freezes in the middle of the hall the same way she did that night. “I never said that,” she mutters, her head falling forward as it all comes back.

“I love you.”

The heavy pause.

The way Vi chokes. “I–”

Caitlyn’s wide eyes.

The crack in Caitlyn’s voice as she muttered, “I’m going to go shower.”

And then the empty bed.

“I also never said it back,” Vi mutters quietly to herself.

the rest can be found on ao3, tagged accordingly sneak peak under the cut

“So, she said I love you and you didn’t say anything back? Why?”

“Powder, how did you even find out about that,” Vi sighs, throwing her arm over her face where she lays on the end of the couch of their living room, her legs thrown over the armrest.

“I heard you talking to Gert last night,” she says matter of fact, throwing herself in the opposite end of the couch, mirroring Vi so that their heads lie next to each other. Vi sighs, annoyed.

“How? We were behind the bar working all night. Wait, were you downstairs listening in through the floorboards again?!” Vi asks accusingly, sitting up to look at Powder. Power only rolls her eyes, fiddling with her newest contraption.

“No… okay, maybe, but it wasn’t on purpose. I was drop testing Wispy, seeing how high he can fall before he comes apart– takes four stories by the way– and then I just overheard you two talking. Why are you even talking to Gert about this anyway?”

“Because I trust them to not go blabbing to every Zaunite and I needed someone to talk to. Also, Gert is just, well, Gert. They found themselves in the middle of it, was able to read me like the fucking book that I am, knew that something was off. So, we talked about it, okay?.”

“Okay, but, who’s the girl? Is it that counselor’s daughter you and dad were talking about forever ago?”

Vi groans, falling heavily back into the couch, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her palms. “I’m so not having this conversation with you right now. Not ever, actually,” she sighs again, decidedly sitting up to retreat back to her room.

A beat. “So, do you not love her?”

Vi freezes in the middle of the hall the same way she did that night. “I never said that,” she mutters, her head falling forward as it all comes back.

“I love you.”

The heavy pause.

The way Vi chokes. “I–”

Caitlyn’s wide eyes.

The crack in Caitlyn’s voice as she muttered, “I’m going to go shower.”

And then the empty bed.

“I also never said it back,” Vi mutters quietly to herself. She groans again, lifting her head, now stomping through the halls to get to her room. She falls face first into her bed, burying her face into the pillow where she screams.

The thing is, Vi wanted to say it, but when the moment came, it went, and then suddenly no time felt good enough to say it. It’s been four days since and she still hasn’t said it and it’s been eating her alive. Caitlyn’s face and the crack in her voice haunts Vi and she doesn’t know how much longer she can take it. After a few minutes Vi’s wallowing is interrupted by a knock at her door that makes her tense. “Powder, I said we’re not talking about it!”

“Talkin’ ‘bout what?”

Vi pushes herself up, craning her neck. “Mylo?” He and Claggor stand on either side of her door, watching Vi like she’s a wild animal about to bite if they move the wrong way. “Claggor? The hells are you two doing here?”

Claggor adjusts his goggles as he points over his shoulder. “Benzo wanted us to walk with Little Man, didn’t want him out in the Lanes by himself while enforcer presence is up.”

“Right…. What’s up with that anyway,” Vi mutters, behind on all things diplomatic or otherwise. Between school, soccer, Caitlyn, and the bar she hasn’t had much time to catch up on the problems of the Lanes. “Gert mentioned something about a threat from the radicals against the Topsiders, but not much else.”

“You worked with Gert last night?” Mylo squeaks before clearing his throat.

Vi snorts at his obvious infatuation. “Yeah, she’s having a small show with The Chem Sisters this week, performing for the Junior Innovators Competition. Gives you an opportunity to trip over your tongue and embarrass yourself,” she says around a fit of laughter as Mylo’s cheeks go scarlet.

“Shut up, alright, I don’t trip over anything. I’m about as smooth as an eel. Besides, aren’t you the one getting hot and heavy with some Topsider? A counselor’s daughter no less! Can you believe it?” he says, turning and clapping Claggor’s shoulder with the back of hand, Claggor who looks like a deer caught in the headlights.

Vi stiffens. “How the hell do you know about that,” she mutters, eyes teetering between the two. Just then Ekko runs down the hall with Powder in a fit of giggles and she remembers– Powder and Ekko were supposed to be working together for their Junior Innovators Competition last night. “Dammit, Ekko,” she curses, hiding her eyes behind her hand as she turns away from the two.

“Hey, it’s not that big of a deal,” Claggor starts, but then Mylo is stuttering to interrupt him.

“Not that big of a deal, are you insane? Vi, dating some spoiled, out-of-touch, probably unhinged power hungry Piltie is so not not a big de –woah woah woah, hey!”

Vi doesn’t know when she crossed the room, doesn’t know when she grabbed Mylo by the collar of his shirt, just knows she’s now forcing him against the wall with so much force a picture frame crashes to the floor. Luckily for her, it’s one that had already fallen before, so there’s no glass to worry about. Unluckily for Mylo, her finger is directly in his face, her own face set in a disgusted scowl as that same hand forms into a fist.

“Don’t you ever talk about her like that again, do you hear me?” she warns, shoving him again for emphasis.

“Or what, you'll hit me? Over some Topsider? Really? You don’t even like the chick enough to say I love you back,” he spits, attempting to shove at Vi but her strength keeps him pinned.

Vi takes a deep breath through her nose, eyes shut as she shakes with agitation. “Listen, Mylo, I know your favorite pastime is picking fights with us, but I’m warning you, this is not one you want to start with me,” Vi ushers. She shoves him away from herself as she steps away. She shoulders past Mylo, giving Claggor an apologetic look as she passes by to get her board from the front door to escape into the nightlife of the Lanes.

[ddracula0]

I hate you

description: break up blurb; band au! but it's not super relevant.

pairing: choso x fem reader

word count: props 150

" I think we should break up." You muttered, eyes glued to your nails. You picked at your now bleeding cuticle.

"Why." His eyes snapped to you, despite the calm tone his response was harsh. He'd never spoken to you like that until recently. He never really yelled, at least not that you could recall. You had liked that about him, he'd always talk in a calm tone even when he was upset- but this was different there was an edge in his voice. A coldness you couldn't stand.

You sighed loudly turning your attention to him. "Because this isn't working." You spit.

"What makes you think this isn't working?" He says, anger seeping through his voice.

"This!" You exclaim hysterically. "You don't fucking like me anymore, in fact you should be doing this, you should be breaking this off! This isn't good for you and it's sure as fuck not good for me. You're so mean all the time!" You exclaim, your voice breaking.

"I don't know what's wrong with you, of course I like you why would I break up with you?" He seethes.

"Hm let's see, you've gotten progressively meaner over the course of our relationship, you're way more interested in hanging out with Yuki than your own girlfriend, so to the point where you forgot about our date because you were hanging out with HER." you'd progressed into full on screaming. Your face felt hot, the wind howled in your ears, and your cuticles burned from your abuse.

"I told you I lost track of time, I'm sorry." You could tell he meant it but you didn't care.

"You talk about her so much people think SHES your girlfriend." You're hysterical now, not bothering to wipe the tears from your face. You're angry, not at Choso, not at Yuki and not even at yourself. There's so scapegoat for your anger and so you cry. hard. And you let Choso hold you, you love him, probably far more than he ever loved you. There's comfort in his arms and this is the last time you'll ever feel it. The thought makes you cry harder.

"Fuck you." you grimace. between sobs.

"I'm so sorry he whispers." and you cry harder.

"Hope Yuki can play guitar." you mutter.

He pulls back, "You're going to quit?"

"Well I'm not staying with you." You sneer.

"Baby please just think about it the band is more than just me."

" If you think I'm going to stay in a bad with my ex who fucked me over you're surely mistaken." you grit.

"I love you-" he starts.

"You're such a fucking liar you love Yuki, and I'm not stopping you, so go be happy. I want you to be happy Choso." You choke.

"I'm sorry." He starts again.

" I know." you whisper.

[koyagifs]

𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓲𝓿𝓮: 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓭𝓲𝓿𝓮

pairing: poly!ot8 x reader au: werewolf | camp counselors | the quarry genre: angst | horror | fluff (?) word count: 2.1 k synopsis: megans dead, Yeosang is gone. Now what? warning(s): Minors do not interact! blood, mention of attack, description of a dead body. yelling

Seonghwa’s jaw tightened, his eyes darting across the gruesome scene before him. Blood was smeared everywhere—on the ground, the log, even the surrounding leaves, as if the forest itself had absorbed the horror of what had occurred. Megan’s body—or what was left of it—was barely recognizable, torn apart in a way that sent a cold shiver down his spine.

Wooyoung wiped his mouth, his face pale as he struggled to steady his breathing. “This wasn’t a normal animal attack,” he muttered, his voice hoarse. “It’s... savage. There’s no way something human—or even a bear—did this.”

Yunho, seated on the blood-stained log, let out a shaky exhale, his head in his hands. “If she screamed… we didn’t hear her. Maybe that thing was too quick. Maybe…” He trailed off, his voice cracking as guilt seeped into his words.

Seonghwa placed a firm hand on Yunho’s shoulder, grounding him. “We can’t dwell on what we missed. It’s done. What matters now is figuring out how to stop this thing before it happens again.”

Wooyoung let out a dry laugh, filled with bitterness. “How do you stop a monster that tears people apart in seconds? Look at this.” He gestured to the carnage around them, his voice rising. “We couldn’t save her, Hwa. What makes you think we’ll survive?”

Seonghwa’s expression hardened, his usual calm giving way to a simmering anger. “Because we don’t have a choice, Wooyoung. We don’t. Megan’s gone, but Ynie, San, Jongho—hell, all of us—are still here. And if we want to keep it that way, we have to fight.”

Yunho looked up, his eyes red but resolute. “Seonghwa’s right. Whatever that thing is, it’s hunting us. We need to regroup and come up with a plan. Sitting here feeling sorry for ourselves won’t do anything.”

Wooyoung sighed, his hands trembling as he clenched them into fists. “Fine. But this? This isn’t just survival anymore. This is war.”

Seonghwa nodded, his jaw tight. “Let’s head back. We need to warn the others. And figure out what the hell we’re dealing with.”

As they turned to leave, the faint sound of a howl echoed through the trees, sending a chill down their spines. Without a second thought they rush back to the cabin, unaware of the actions that had just happened.

When they arrived at the cabin their hearts dropped when they noticed the broken window. Seonghwa was the first to rush inside, tears stinging his eyes when he noticed how much blood was splattered on the inside. Wooyoung and Yunho breathe hitching when they came in as well.

" yn!" Wooyoung called out, pushing Seonghwa aside.

Seonghwa’s pulse thundered in his ears as his eyes scanned the room, the crimson stains painting a chilling picture of what had occurred. His voice cracked as he shouted, “Yn! Jongho! San! Answer us!”

Wooyoung pushed past the shattered glass, stepping over the debris as he made his way deeper into the cabin. “This can’t be happening,” he muttered under his breath, his voice filled with panic. “Not them… please not them.”

Yunho crouched near a blood smear on the floor, his trembling fingers brushing against the sticky surface. “It’s still fresh,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “They’re close. They have to be.”

Seonghwa’s chest heaved, his sharp breaths giving way to frustration and fear. “Fan out,” he ordered, his tone a mix of desperation and determination. “Check every room, every corner. They might be hiding.”

Just as Yunho was going to open the kitchen door, Jongho popped out with a pan. Everyone screaming for a little bit before they quieted down.

" Oh my fucking god i think i shit my pants," Wooyoung cried, clutching his chest.

Jongho leaned against the doorframe, his breathing uneven, as he glared at Wooyoung. “You’re the ones yelling like maniacs. We thought you were that thing coming back.”

Seonghwa, still catching his breath, took a moment to process the sight of them. His gaze flickered over Jongho and San, noting their disheveled appearance and bloodied clothes. “Are you okay? Where’s San and yn?”

" they went to wash off in the lake. yn is very shaken up from yeosang." Jongho said, pushing his hair back.

Seonghwa’s eyes widened, and his grip on Jongho shoulders tightened ever so slightly. “What do you mean they're at the lake?! ”

Jongho hesitated, guilt flickering across his face. “San thought it would help YN calm down, clear her head. He promised to keep an eye on her.”

" and Yeosang? Where's Yeosang?" Yunho asked.

Jongho gulped, " Yeosang is gone - that's who's blood is everywhere. He just changed - and it was brutal hyungs,"

Yunho froze, his eyes widening as Jongho’s words sank in. “Gone? What do you mean gone?”

Jongho took a deep, shaky breath, his hand gripping the back of a chair to steady himself. “He…he changed, hyung. Into one of those things. His body—he couldn’t stop it. It was brutal. He—he wasn’t Yeosang anymore.”

Wooyoung ran a hand through his hair, pacing nervously. “You’re saying he’s just…out there? As one of those monsters?”

Jongho nodded, his expression grim. “He ran off. Through the window. We couldn’t stop him. I don’t even know if he knew who we were anymore.”

Seonghwa’s jaw tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. “And you didn’t think to tell us this sooner? You let San and YN walk out there without knowing what could be lurking in the woods?”

" you should of seen the look on yn's face hyung..i couldn't deny her to go and get her mind off what happened to her. What yn witness is not something she needed to see," Jongho said

Seonghwa’s gaze softened momentarily at Jongho’s words, the weight of the situation evident in his tense expression. He let out a sharp breath, rubbing his temples as the frustration and fear warred within him. “I get it, Jongho. I really do. But you need to understand—letting her go out there, especially after what happened, was a risk we can’t afford right now.”

Jongho clenched his fists, his voice rising slightly in defense. “What was I supposed to do, hyung? Tell her to sit here and stare at the blood? Watch as she broke down even more? She needed to breathe!”

Wooyoung interjected, his voice tight with frustration. “Breathing’s great, Jongho, but not if she gets attacked by whatever’s out there—including Yeosang.”

Jongho’s jaw tightened, his gaze flicking toward the broken window. “You didn’t see her. She’s holding it together for all of us, but she’s barely hanging on. And San—he’s with her. He wouldn’t let anything happen to her.”

“San’s wounded,” Yunho reminded him, his voice low but firm. “How much can he actually do if something happens?”

The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of Yunho’s words settling over everyone like a heavy cloud.

Seonghwa finally stepped forward, his expression a mix of determination and urgency. “This isn’t the time for arguing. YN and San are out there, and Yeosang is God knows where. We find them. Now.”

Before anyone could respond, the sharp sound of glass crunching underfoot cut through the silence. Everyone froze, their heads snapping toward the window.

" drop the weapons boys,"

The cool embrace of the lake water washed over your skin, soothing the tension that had been building inside you. You let your head slip beneath the surface, the muffled world below offering a brief escape from the chaos. When you broke back through, droplets clinging to your face, you saw San wading into the water, his movements careful but deliberate. Your eyes wondering towards his chest where there supposed to be a wound. You chose to be oblivious, swimming towards him.

San's eyes softened as he saw you approach, his gaze warming as you swam closer. The water rippled around you both, but his focus never left you, his expression a mix of concern and affection.

"Sannie..." you whispered again, your voice barely louder than the gentle lapping of the water against the shore.

He gave a small smile, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "What is it, Ynie?" he asked softly, his voice barely a murmur against the quiet of the lake.

Your gaze lingered on his chest again, but you pushed it away—didn’t want to think about the wound. You didn’t want to face the idea that something had changed in him too. You swam closer, your arms brushing his, your eyes locking with his in the soft glow of the moonlight.

"Are you okay?" you asked, your voice quiet but full of concern. You could tell something was weighing on him, even if he tried to hide it.

San's eyes softened further, and he reached out, gently brushing a wet lock of hair away from your face. "I will be," he said, but there was a hesitation in his voice. "But right now... it’s you I’m worried about. How are you doing?"

You shook your head slightly, not wanting to burden him with more of your fears. "I'm okay. Just... just a lot to process."

San studied you carefully, his expression pained. "I know. I know this isn't easy. But I’m here. We’re all here for you." He paused, his voice growing more serious, "You know that, right?"

You nodded, a lump forming in your throat. You didn’t want to admit it, but you needed this moment of reassurance, of calm. "Yeah," you whispered. "I know."

San pulled you close to him, kissing your forehead - his kiss lingering. You melted into his touch, the warmth of his kiss grounding you, offering a brief escape from the chaos swirling in your mind. His arms wrapped around you tightly, pulling you even closer, as if he could shield you from everything that was happening.

"I’m not going to let anything happen to you," he whispered against your skin, his voice low and full of determination. His thumb gently stroked your back, a silent promise of protection.

" maybe it was a good thing for Hongjoong and Mingi oppa to miss this summer.."

San chuckled, " Summer wasn't bad love - more like the end of the summer is where it got bad. "

You couldn't help but laugh softly, despite the heaviness of the situation. "I guess you're right," you murmured, leaning your head against his chest, listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat. "It started out as a normal summer, fun even. And then..." You trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. It felt like a nightmare you couldn’t wake up from.

San’s arms tightened around you, pulling you back into his warmth. "We’re in this together. Whatever’s out there, whatever’s coming for us, we’ll face it together. Don’t let fear control us." His words were steady, comforting, but you could feel the tension in his voice, the uncertainty that lingered beneath the surface.

"Do you think we can stop it?" you whispered, barely believing the question yourself.

his hand brushing through your wet hair. "I don’t know," he admitted. "But I know we’ll try. We won’t give up."

San took in a deep breathe, his heart racing as he suddenly began to panic. Rushing towards shore you looked at him confused.

" sannie?"

" stay- stay back yn! Stay in the water," San growled out.

Your heart skipped a beat at the urgency in San's voice. You froze, staring at him as his face twisted in panic. "San?" you repeated, your voice shaky. "What's wrong?"

San shook his head, his now brown eyes a golden color. Your heart dropped as San ran off. "San!" you cried out, but he was already running, his movements swift and determined, disappearing into the trees. Your heart pounded in your chest, panic rising with every passing second.

Your breath hitched, and before you could even think about what to do, a large shape emerged from the trees, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. It moved with purpose, as if it was drawn to you.

Panic surged, and without thinking, you turned and dove deeper into the water, your arms frantic as you tried to push yourself away from the shore. But the water felt like it was closing in on you, trapping you.

And then you heard it—the sound of claws scraping against the rocks, the heavy breathing of something hunting.

Your throat tightened, a scream threatening to escape, but no sound came.

"San..." you whispered, your voice trembling with desperation.

" I'm not San sweetheart "

[madangel19]

Sleep Evil Sleep

Summary: Maya, a simple candlemaker, gets snatched up by kidnappers. She thought she was in for a world of horror, but things take a surprising turn when she comes across a mysterious mansion in the middle of nowhere that's filled with mysterious strangers.

Word Count: 8182

Contains: Kidnapping, attempted murder, blood/gore, iii is doing most of the killing in this, magic use, bloody murder, gun violence, some angst, Vessel being a cryptic dork, weird tentacle shenanigans (nothing spicy), there was only one bed trope, animal death

Finally finished my first Sleep Token fic! I really hope ya'll like it because I really want to write more about these sleepy bois.

Ya'll can read the fic here and also on Ao3!

Maya pressed her face against the window, hoping to see anything through her blindfold. Nothing but the blurry darkness. It was too dark out to see anything. 

Fuck…

She let out a muffled whimper and went back to sitting. How the fuck was she going to get out of this? 

Everything had happened so fast. One moment, she was just getting out of work at her candle making job and the next, she was grabbed and pushed into a car. Before she could resist, a blindfold was wrapped around her eyes and a gag was pushed into her mouth. She tried to scream and thrash around, but when no help came and her hands were bound behind her, she resorted to crying pitifully as her kidnappers laughed at her. 

“You’re fucked.” 

No, there had to be some way to get out of this. She fiddled against her restraints and felt them growing loose. If she could just free her hands without her kidnappers noticing anything, then she could do something. 

“Got lots of plans for you, girly,” a man’s voice sneered. 

Maya tried to ignore him and the others as they talked about the fucked up things they were going to do to her. It was horrible to listen to, but it gave her the motivation to get away. 

The car suddenly jerked forward violently as it hit something that felt big, making the kidnappers cry out. Maya grunted and fell forward briefly. Her restraints came loose and she gasped softly while keeping her hands behind her. If she was going to get out of this, then she had to keep quiet. 

“What the fuck was that?” One kidnapper demanded once the car came to a screeching halt.

“We hit something, boss. Looks like a deer,” another said.

“A dead deer. Let’s check out the damage,” a third grumbled. 

“Should someone stay with the girl?” The second kidnapper asked.

“Nah. She’s not going anywhere,” the boss said.

Maya heard the car doors open and close. She pressed her head against the window and listened to her kidnappers argue amongst themselves. 

“Fuck! That’s a lot of blood!”

“That tire is fucked. I just bought it!”

“We have a spare, right?”

Maya slowly moved her hands and slipped one hand out of her restraints before slipping the rest off and she immediately unlocked the seat belt keeping her in place. She was about to remove her blindfold before she heard a loud cranking and the car began to move up. They had a spare. She had time. 

She took her blindfold off and blinked as she took in her surroundings. It was pitch black inside the car, but when she looked out the window, she saw trees all around the car. She noticed an opening in the trees and saw a light. That meant help if she could get to that light in time. 

She looked back and saw the trunk opened up behind her. They were still working on the car and arguing amongst themselves. 

That loud cranking filled the air again, giving Maya an opportunity to check the door. She reached forward, wrapping her fingers around the handle and pulled down. It was unlocked to her surprise.

“Ya’ll are stupid,” she whispered, keeping her focus on that light. 

Once the kidnappers were arguing again, she turned her body toward the door and took a deep breath. 

“You can do this.”

With lightning-like speed, Maya opened the door and dashed out, not caring to look back at her kidnappers who cried out in surprise.

“Get back here!”

“How’d she get out? Get her!”

“What the fuck?!”

Maya focused on that light as she ran as fast as she possibly could to it. Nothing else mattered but that light. The more she ran, the more her terror had melted away into pure determination. 

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the mangled body of a deer that was illuminated by the headlights. It appeared to have hit its head first, its skull cracked open and revealing the gruesome damage. Maya shuddered at the sight, but kept running.

They were behind her. She wasn’t sure how close they were, but they were after her. She had to get to that light. Not getting to it meant death. She had to get back home to her aunt who she was certain was noticing her absence. It was likely, but knowing her aunt, she probably didn’t notice yet. 

“The light. Focus on that,” Maya muttered to herself.

She ran past a tree, its low branches whipping against her cheeks and tearing skin. A hiss of pain escaped from her lips, but she couldn’t stop now. She was so close now.

“Fuck these trees!” The boss cried out as the other kidnappers cried out in pain. That would surely slow them down.

Maya ducked under some branches and pushed through some trees before she came to a clearing. She paused, taking in the sight of a magnificent mansion before her. It looked ancient and a bit run down, but she could see several lights on in many of the upper windows. One window was open, a voice singing softly from within along with the faint sound of a piano. Something about this place was calling out to her as she stared at it, urging her to step inside to safety. 

“Get over her, girly!” The boss yelled once he and the others burst into the clearing.

Maya didn’t waste another moment as she rushed to the door. There was a strange sigil above a deer skull that hung on the front of the door and when she grabbed the door handle and turned, the eyes of the deer glowed red with a soft hiss. If this was something sinister, it was a million times better than being with her kidnappers. 

She found herself in a dimly lit foyer. A quick scan brought her attention to a grand stairway. There were several lit candles along some of the steps. 

“Go upstairs.”

It was such a soft voice in the back of her head. Something about it felt so gentle and safe. Maya had to find the source of that voice.

She ran upstairs, quickly noticing the candles going out one by one as she passed them. She also noticed multiple strange symbols that decorated the walls. They resembled what she saw on the door. There were other symbols on the wall that looked to be like some kind of language that was unknown to Maya. She noticed a large window that overlooked the front yard. A crack of lightning lit the staircase for a moment before a rumble of thunder shook the stairs around her.

The door below burst open and she could hear her kidnappers arguing amongst themselves. 

“This place is fucking creepy, boss. Let’s just forget her. We can find someone else,” one kidnapper said.

“No! We got too far and I’m not letting her go,” the boss growled. 

“This place is huge, boss. She could be anywhere by now. Plus, that storm looks nasty,” the third kidnapper said.

“I don’t care! Start looking!” The boss said.

“You’re not getting me,” Maya hissed softly once she got to the first floor. 

She stopped and took in her surroundings, unsure of where to go next. The hallway before her felt cold and empty. There were no lights anywhere, but when she looked back at the staircase, she noticed a warm glow coming from the next level. She would have to keep going up.

Before she took another step, she heard movement from the floor below. They were coming up! She had to take her chances on this floor. 

Maya turned her attention back to the long hallway and rushed to the first door. She turned the handle and quickly saw that it was locked. 

“Fuck,” she murmured, her thoughts racing on what to do now. She would have to keep trying the other doors.

Maya went to the next door and as soon as she touched the handle, the door opened. She at first saw darkness, but when Maya looked up, she gasped at the sight of a strange new figure before her.The figure was much taller than Maya as he loomed over her. All she could see were piercing blue eyes gazing down at her from behind a black and gold mask that made her blood run cold at the very sight of him. The dark room behind the man filled with light from a lightning strike, making him all the more terrifying as Maya got a good look at him before darkness took over again.

The figure seemed to be studying her as he slowly tilted his head to the side, his coldness slowly melting away as the corners of his eyes creased in a familiar way. He was smiling. 

Maya noticed he held a large knife in his hand and before she could open her mouth to scream, the figure held a finger to where his mouth was supposed to be before stepping past her. 

“Go inside, darling,” the man said before storming down the hallway. 

Maya still couldn’t move. She stared at the man who was walking with a purpose toward the staircase. One of her kidnappers appeared and before the man had a chance to react, the mysterious figure grabbed him by the collar and plunged the knife into his chest with terrifying ease. Another flash of lightning and the man stabbed the kidnapper again and again before pushing him down the staircase. Maya gasped, covering her mouth before running into the room and shutting the door behind her.

“Where the fuck am I?” She whispered as she looked around the room. There wasn’t much in the room besides a bed and a desk with several candles lit on it. In the corner of the room was a large box that was locked tight. There was something stirring within, but there was no way Maya was going to investigate that. That had to be some kind of trap.

Maya heard a scream from outside the room followed by a wet thud and she covered her ears at such an awful sound. 

“Go upstairs.”

She heard a loud creak and she turned to notice more stairs that led up. Those weren’t there before, but at this point, she didn’t have time to question anything. 

The door opened again and Maya saw that figure standing there. In the dim light, she saw that he was wearing dark clothes. He had been wearing a hood before and it had fallen off, revealing messy blood-stained blonde hair. He held a now-bloodied knife in his hand and upon seeing her frightened expression, he dropped it and held up his hands to show that he had nothing. 

“Hey, it’s okay, girly. I’m not gonna hurt ya,” he said, pushing the knife away with his foot. 

Maya wanted to be reassured, but she was still scared shitless at what had just happened. This man saved her, but something inside her was still screaming at her to run. 

The man looked back when more voices filled the air and a scream followed.

“Ernie! They got Ernie!” The second kidnapper’s voice screamed.

“Bert! Run!” The boss’s voice yelled.

The man let out a growl, rolling his neck around before he reached into his pocket and pulled out another knife to Maya’s surprise.

“Just go upstairs. He’ll help you,” the man said before rushing out of the room.

“Who’ll help?” Maya called out, but there was no response. She was going to have to figure out who this person was talking about and go up the mysterious staircase. 

Another scream filled the air followed by more rumbling thunder that made the house shake. Maya didn’t waste another moment as she turned and went up the stairs. The more she went up, the more candles that decorated the steps began to light on their own. Maya would have stopped to admire them, but she had somewhere else to be.

“Magic. Great,” She sighed with a shake of her head as another candle came to life. Her night was getting stranger and stranger by the moment. What else did this strange place have in store for her?

Moments passed and Maya found herself in front of a door where the staircase ended. She could see a faint glow from below. Hushed whispers from several men could be heard from the other side. 

Another scream came from somewhere below, causing Maya to rush forward and open the unlocked door. 

She found herself in a large room lit by a roaring fire. There was a decrepit piano in the corner of the room with melted candles decorating it. Maya would have focused on that more if it weren't for what she saw before the fireplace. 

There were two men standing with their backs turned to her. They were dressed in a similar manner to the first man Maya had seen. They turned to look at her and Maya felt a wave of terror take a hold of her again. They were also masked like the first man. One wore a mask that was also black and gold like the first, but he was wearing what looked like a battle jacket that contained a multitude of strange symbols that reminded her of the ones she saw on the front door and all over the walls.

The second man wore a hood and a much darker mask that seemed to glare at her despite the curious look in his blue eyes. Where his mouth was supposed to be was that same symbol. 

Sitting in a chair before the fire was a third man who immediately stood up once Maya had stepped into the room. He was tall. Much taller than the other two. He was also hooded, but he was wearing more of a cloak. He also wore a mask that was mostly white with that same symbol but in red now. The mask did nothing to cover his mouth and Maya noticed his dark skin which she was unsure if it was painted like to be like that or if it was natural. The bottom of the mask was ornately decorated in red that looked like, to Maya, a bloody mouth. Six slits that resembled eyes were carved into the mask. On his shoulder was a strange looking piece of white and red armor that seemed to be growing some kind of fungus. The more Maya looked, the more she noticed this tall strange man was very shirtless, the only thing decorating his dark frame was a multitude of necklaces along with the cloak. Maya would have been flustered at such a sight if it weren't for the fact that she was in danger and that these were complete strangers. 

All four of them stared at each other in strained silence, the only sound coming from the crackling fire. Maya could feel her heart racing in her chest as another scream from below broke the silence. The door behind her suddenly shut and she let out a yelp, looking back at it with wide eyes before turning her attention back to the mysterious  strangers. 

“Ah..uh…don’t be scared, Maya. We have this under control,” the tall man said as he stepped forward, his voice gentle and soft. 

Maya backed away, pressing her back against the door. She grabbed the handle and saw that it was unlocked. She could escape, but where could she even go now and why did this man know her name? What the fuck was going on here?

“How do you know my name?” Maya questioned. 

“Sleep.”

What the fuck did that even mean? Maya wanted to question things further, but there was another commotion from below followed by rapidly approaching footsteps. Something was coming. 

Maya looked back at the door, unsure of what to do. Before she could process what was going on, a strong hand clamped down on her shoulder and she cried out as she was pulled over to the side of the tall man. There was no use in resisting and she instead got a look at the rings on his long dark fingers. They were beautiful. 

“Trouble’s coming, Maya. Stay close,” the man whispered, his focus on the door. 

“How the fuck do you know my name?” Maya asked again.

“Sleep,” the man replied, the corners of his mouth turning into a scowl as he glared at the closed door. 

The other two strangers reached into their pockets and pulled out knives similar to the one the first stranger had from before. What was about to happen here? Was she going to witness something horrifying? Was she going to have to go into hiding after this? Was this some kind of freaky sex cult? She had so many questions.

Seconds passed and the door burst open. The boss and the last remaining kidnapper ran into the room. The other kidnapper was bleeding heavily from his shoulder as he tried to press down on it, his dark blood gushing from between his fingers and leaking down his torn shirt. The boss had a cut above his right eye, the blood making him look red-eyed and demonic as he looked to and fro before he gasped upon seeing the strangers and Maya. He then chuckled nervously as he held up his hands, showing he had nothing on him.

“Intruders,” the smaller hooded man grumbled, pointing his knife at the kidnappers. 

“We mean...We mean you guys no harm…Our…Our niece here…she’s real sick in the head. Yeah. Real sick…and tried to run off. We’ll…We’ll be taking her back now. We’ll…forget any of this…crazy shit ever happened,” the boss said weakly. 

As he was talking, Maya saw the first stranger appear in the shadows. He caught her eye and winked at her while placing a finger where his mouth was. He then covered a hand over the second kidnappers mouth and dragged him into the darkness without a sound. Maya glanced up and saw a faint smirk on the tall man’s lips before it turned serious as he turned his attention back to her.

“Do you know this man, Maya?” He asked.

“Fuck no. He and his buddies kidnapped me and tossed me into their car,” Maya hissed.

“She’s lying. Don’t listen to her.”

Maya saw a red glow appear in the slits of the mask of the tall one. He shook his head and knelt to be at eye level with Maya, both hands on her shoulders.

“Did they hurt you?” He asked, his voice deadly soft.

Maya rubbed her wrists and noticed they were already bruising from being tied up. The tall one gently took her hands in his own and looked at them, all six of those eye slits going red as he shook his head again, shuddering softly. It looked like she didn’t have to give him an answer. 

“It…It’s not what it…looks like. She…She did that to herself,” the boss said, backing up. The first stranger appeared behind him again, growling as he pushed him forward. The boss yelped as he fell to his hands and knees. He was about to get up before the first stranger planted a foot on his back, keeping him down. 

“A damn liar,” the first stranger grumbled. 

“A dead liar,” the dark masked stranger said, rubbing his hands together with a chuckle.

“What do ya wanna do, Ves?” The stranger in the battle jacket asked, turning to the tall man. 

The tall stranger, Ves, stood to his full height, his focus still on Maya. Was he going to ask her what she wanted to do? 

Maya glanced over at the boss who was squirming weakly under the first stranger who was now looking at Ves to see what he was about to say. It looked like the boss was trying to reach into his pocket for something. 

“We bring him to Sleep,” Ves said.

“You ain’t putting me down like a damn dog!” The boss screeched, pulling out a gun and aiming it at Maya.

Two shots rang through the room. Maya screamed and covered her eyes, bracing for the worst, but nothing came to her surprise. 

“Hey, you can look, darling,” the stranger in the battle jacket said.

Maya slowly lowered her hands to see the bullets just hovering inches from her face. She looked up and saw Ves who had a single arm outstretched, his hand contorted and resembling a claw. He slowly lowered his hand and the bullets fell to the floor. 

Oh my god, he’s a wizard.

Maya looked over at the boss who was staring in shock at everything, the gun in his hand trembling. The first stranger seemed surprised as well before he growled and immediately snatched the gun from the boss. 

“Have you lost your damn mind?” The first stranger growled, tossing the gun across the room while pushing harder on his back, making the boss cry out in pain. 

“I…It was an…an accident,” the boss stammered, tears welling up in his eyes. 

Ves was silent as he strolled forward and crouched in front of the boss. He seemed to be whispering something to the man that Maya couldn’t make out. She wanted to get a closer look, but as soon as she took a step forward, the stranger in the battle jacket put a hand on her shoulder, keeping her in place. When she looked up at him, he shook his head.

“You tried to hurt an innocent woman. You are despicable,” a distorted voice echoed through the room.

“Don’t look, Maya,” the stranger in the battle jacket said, his gaze on the scene before him.

A scream filled the air as Ves began to lift his mask. Maya immediately closed her eyes and covered them with her hands when she saw a red glow in the darkness. That scream from the boss got louder and louder and after several seconds, she heard something else. It sounded like a low growl from something big. It also sounded very wet and menacing. Then came the horrible sound of something wet crunching. The boss’s screams turned to weak pleas of mercy before it sounded like he was being dragged somewhere. Maya shivered, crouching on the ground as she tried to block out those awful sounds. 

“Go to Sleep,” Ves said, his voice distorted and sounding demonic. Oh, this was bad. This tall stranger absolutely did something demonic and ate the guy. Was Maya next? No, these strangers helped her, but what was going to happen now? 

Those sounds slowly died down, replaced by heavy breathing that sounded like Ves. Maya still had her eyes closed shut. She didn’t want to see a horribly mangled body today. 

“You can look now, Maya. It’s over,” Ves said.

“I don’t want to see a body,” Maya replied. 

“He’s gone, Maya. No dead body here,” the first stranger said.

Maya was reluctant to drop her hands and open her eyes, but something within made her do those exact things. Once her hands were down, she opened her eyes to see that the boss was indeed gone. The one named Ves stood where the man just was. The only thing that had changed was the blood that stained his neck, chest and mask. There was a noticeable bloody stain on the floor that was slowly seeping into the wood. 

“Did you eat him?” Maya asked. 

The four strangers all exchanged a look with each other before all of the attention went to Ves who had an amused smirk on his lips. 

“Not…exactly. I let Sleep take him,” he said, wiping away some blood that had dripped onto his mouth. Maya raised a brow at him, unsure what to ask him first. She had too many questions to ask these strangers. 

“Where am I?”

“You’re with Sleep,” Ves said.

“Ves, stop being fucking cryptic for five seconds and give the poor girl some answers,” the stranger in the battle jacket snapped as the other two laughed. 

“Impossible,” the hooded one crowed.

Ves glared at the other three and they went quiet despite them snickering amongst themselves. 

“Well, you’re in our house, which is Sleep’s domain,” Ves explained. 

“I should ask what this…Sleep is, but…who are you guys?” Maya asked, needing names to her rescuers' masked faces. 

“Um…We are all Vessels of Sleep. I am Vessel,” Ves, or Vessel, said while gesturing to the others who stepped forward. 

“I’m Two,” the hooded stranger said.

“I’m Three,” the one in the battle jacket said while holding up three fingers. 

“Four, but you can call me Ivy if ya want,” the blonde one said. 

“I’m Maya, but you guys already know that, but…how?” Maya asked.

“Sleep,” Vessel said.

“What is Sleep?”

“Oh boy…,” Two murmured. 

“I think it’ll be best if I show you Sleep. Sleep will explain everything,” Vessel said.

“And how are you going to do this?”

“You need to go to Sleep, darling,” Four said. 

“By…going to sleep?” Maya asked, getting all the more confused now. 

“Of course. I know just the spot. Come with me,” Vessel said, offering a bloodied hand to her. 

Maya looked at the blood and then up at the masked face of this odd man. This night had taken quite a turn, but she was glad she was in a better spot now. Surely, nothing worse could happen now if she took his hand. 

She took his hand and Vessel gave her a gentle smile as he turned and led her to the door. She was stopped by a hand on her shoulder and she looked back to see Two who held out a balaclava to her. That same sigil was on the face.

“You might need this, love. Sleep takes well to familiar faces,” he said.

“Okay…,” Maya said, taking the mask before turning her attention back to Vessel. 

“Just a safety precaution, darling,” he said while leading her out of the room and down the now-bloody staircase. 

Maya could smell the sickly sweet stench of blood as they turned a corner. She looked down and saw only darkness but she knew a body was down there, waiting to scare her. Her hand began to tremble in Vessel’s grip and he gave her a reassuring squeeze.

“Close your eyes until I tell you to. It shouldn’t take long,” Vessel said.

Maya closed her eyes and let the tall man lead her forward. It didn’t take long before they stepped off the staircase and were now walking in a straight line. Vessel walked around something and Maya followed. 

When she took another step, she felt something wet and sticky under her shoe. The very thought of what she stepped in made her feel sick. She clenched the mask in her free hand and tried not to think about it further.

“Almost there, Maya,” Vessel said, guiding her forward.

They kept walking until the ground felt more solid and dry. Maya didn’t realize she was holding her breath until she let out a small gasp of air. 

“You’re okay now. Open your eyes, but don’t look back,” Vessel said. 

Maya opened her eyes and found a dimly lit hallway before her. She was tempted to look back, but she kept her focus on Vessel as he smiled at her and led her forward. 

“Is someone gonna clean up the mess?” Maya asked as they turned a corner together and came across a hallway she hadn’t seen before.

“Of course. There won’t be a trace of those monsters ever again,” Vessel chimed.

Maya thought of what these strangers had done for her and felt a warmth in her chest. She would have been dead if she didn’t find this odd house in time. 

She suddenly realized she didn’t properly thank these strangers and her heart dropped for a moment. She was too scared to be thankful to them.

“Hey…Thanks for helping me with those guys. I should have thanked you as soon as they were all dead…but…,” she trailed off, her cheeks going red in embarrassment. 

“You were scared shitless,” Vessel said. 

“I was, but I really appreciate you guys saving me.”

“Thank Sleep.”

Maya would have questioned that, but she was certain she would just get the same answers again. What the fuck was Sleep?

Before she could think more about Sleep, she noticed her surroundings and saw that this hallway looked a lot more lively compared to the rest of the house. They passed a door and Maya could hear women’s voices on the other side, laughing and whispering amongst themselves. The door opened and Maya saw three women in the doorway. They all wore black cloaks and ornate masks that covered the top halves of their faces. 

“Good evening, Ves,” one crowed, waving at Vessel with a shy smile on her lips.

“Oh! You found a new friend, Ves,” a second chimed, smiling sweetly at Maya.

“Is it safe to come out now?” The third asked. 

“It’s safe, my darlings. This is Maya. I have some things to show her but you’ll see her later,” Vessel said. 

“See ya later, Maya,” the women said in unison before going back into the room.

“Who are they?” Maya asked once they walked further down the hall. 

“The Choir. They are also Vessels, but they prefer to be called Vesselettes,” Vessel explained. 

“Choir…Do they sing?”

“Yes.”

Maya thought back to that voice she heard earlier before getting into the house. Was that them?

“I heard singing before coming here. Was that one of them?” Maya asked.

“That was me,” Vessel replied, a proud smile on his lips. 

Maya thought back to that voice she heard. It was so faint from before, but it sounded lovely. Hopefully she would hear more of him soon. 

Moments passed and Vessel stopped before a door that was absolutely covered in those sigils and strange symbols. There wasn’t a handle on the door. Before Maya could comment on the missing item, Vessel let go of her and placed a hand on the door. The eyes of his mask briefly glowed red and there was an audible click before the door opened. 

“He really is a wizard…”

“This is my private prayer room. I’ll get you prepared for Sleep,” Vessel said, gesturing to the room. 

Maya stepped in and took in the room before her. In the very middle of the room was a giant shrine depicting what looked like the moon. Tendrils curled out from under the moon and wrapped around the melted candles that adorned the shrine. In the center of the shrine was a mysterious book that had those strange symbols where the title was supposed to be. There was another piano in the room that looked a lot more run down and ancient compared to the one she saw before. On the other side of the room was a large ornate bed. Glowing crystals hung above it, reminding Maya of stars. A table piled high with papers and other unknown items was next to the bed.

“Ahh, make yourself at home. I have to prepare some things for you and Sleep,” Vessel said while going over to the table. 

Maya approached the shrine, eyeing it curiously before sitting down and looking at the cover of the book. It wouldn’t hurt to look at it. She picked it up and skimmed through the pages, marveling at the illustrations within. Each page had a different picture depicting some ancient looking figure. There was writing next to each figure, but she had no idea what any of it said. Another question for Vessel at another time. 

“I have the paints ready,” Vessel said, bringing Maya’s attention back to him. She looked over and saw he held multiple jars of paints in his arms.

“What are going to do with those?” 

“Just gonna paint some protection sigils on you. Won’t take long,” Vessel said while sitting next to her and placing the materials around the two of them. 

“Protection from what though?”

“Sleep. You’re a new face, so once Sleep sees these sigils on you, you’ll be a lot safer,” Vessel explained while uncapping a bottle and dipping a finger inside. 

“Okay,” Maya murmured, watching the strange man like a hawk as he motioned for her to scooch forward. How safe was this exactly? She wanted to question everything, but it was very likely she would just get cryptic answers in response. 

The paint was cool on her skin as Vessel drew on her face and neck, humming softly to himself. Maya noticed how he stuck out his tongue a bit as he focused on her cheek. It was cute despite not being able to see his eyes, which Maya was sure were squinted in precision. 

“So…do you ever take that mask off?” She asked as he began drawing on her bare arms. 

“No.”

“So you’re like a Mandolarian.”

Vessel paused what he was doing, looking like he was deep in thought. Did he even know what she was talking about? From the way the man was slowly smiling at her, then he probably did know what she was talking about.

“Now that I think about it, we are a bit similar. You like Star Wars?” Vessel asked as he continued drawing on her arms. 

“I sure do. Ever since I turned five I adored it and I still love it twenty years later,” Maya chimed. 

“Hmm, I should do some catching up then,” Vessel crowed.

Maya continued to ramble on about Star Wars until Vessel completed painting the sigils on her. She noticed a nearby mirror and saw all those strange markings on her face, neck, shoulders, and arms. 

“Cool. What’s next?” She asked, her attention to the mask by her side. 

“You put on the mask and go to Sleep,” Vessel said, gesturing to the bed. 

“Like, going to actual sleep or going to Sleep?” Maya asked. She noticed Vessel tilting his head in a way that it was clear he was rolling his eyes at her. 

“Both ways, darling,” he said with a sigh. 

“Gotcha,” Maya giggled.

She stood up and put the mask on while looking at the bed and then at Vessel. Was he going to just watch her sleep? It didn’t look like he was going to be leaving anytime soon. She got an idea and smirked as she walked over to the bed and sat down. The sheets were quite soft and comfortable looking despite looking old.

“So…are you going to go to Sleep with me or should I go to Sleep alone?” She asked. Vessel cocked his head to the side, chuckling softly before walking over and sitting on the other side of the bed.

“Do you want me to stay and go to Sleep with you?”

Maya felt her face grow warm at the question. Why did the way he asked that feel so…intimate? It had been a while since she was in bed with another person, but these were very different circumstances. She was about to meet some strange sleep creature. This wasn’t some hook up or anything, but it was starting to feel like it. Why did she set herself up for this in the first place?

“Well…yeah. It might be dangerous…and…I don’t want to face this…Sleep alone,” Maya said. 

“And you won’t, Maya. Just close your eyes and let Sleep take you. It won’t take long,” Vessel said, laying down on top of the sheets, his masked face gazing up at the ceiling. 

Maya laid down next to him, keeping a good amount of space between the two of them. She got comfortable and gazed up at the ceiling as well. There were more of those strange markings on the ceiling. Usually, she was quick to fall asleep, but having this strange man laying next to her made it hard to do so. She looked over at Vessel and saw that he was still staring up at the ceiling, his hands laced together on his stomach.

“Are you going to Sleep just like that?” She asked. 

“I am.”

“Do…you want to get under the covers?”

“You ask a lot of questions, girly. Just go to Sleep.” 

Maya went back to staring up at the ceiling, her breathing soft as she tried to focus on sleeping. She glanced over at Vessel who frowned as he turned his head to her. 

“Do you have any other questions?” He asked. 

“No, I just wanted to look at you,” Maya replied.

“Go the fuck to Sleep, darling.”

Maya giggled before turning to look up at those symbols above her. She sighed softly and slowly closed her eyes, letting sleep take a hold of her. 

Maya opened her eyes to find herself floating in freezing water. She opened her mouth to gasp, inhaling icy water that filled her lungs. Looking around in a panic, she looked up and saw the surface of the water but it looked miles above her. She immediately tried to swim forward, but no matter how hard she used her arms and legs, she wasn’t getting anywhere. 

Her lungs were screaming for air as she tried to find anything to help her. This was bad. Really really bad. What was she going to do now?

She looked up again, trying to focus on the surface. Above, she could barely make out a bright full moon that illuminated space above Maya. A multitude of twinkling stars decorated the night sky. It was beyond beautiful, but there was no way she could really reach it before succumbing to the water.

“You’re fine, Maya. Just breathe,” a familiar voice whispered. 

Maya looked around for the source of the voice, but saw nothing. She opened her mouth and took in a deep breath of the salty water. It burned her lungs, but the more she breathed, the more she noticed she wasn’t drowning. It was a dream. This was all  a dream, but it felt too real.

She tried swimming up to the surface and still couldn’t make any progress going up. She was stuck in this strange ocean. All that was left for her to do was explore the dark. 

As soon as Maya swam forward, a low rumbling moan surrounded her. It sounded like a whale. Maya looked down and saw a huge form slowly approaching her from the murky depths. The closer it got, the more Maya noticed six glowing red eyes watching her that reminded her of the eyes in Vessel’s mask. Maya floated in one spot, watching in awe as a leviathan of a humpback whale approached her, but it didn’t look like any ordinary whale. Humpback whales didn’t have tentacle-like tendrils protruding from their sides nor did they have sharp spikes running down their backs and they absolutely didn’t have six glowing red eyes. 

The creature let out another moan as it stopped before her and eyed her curiously. Maya was unsure of what to do as she stared at it with wide eyes full of wonder. Something about this creature felt benevolent but also intimidating. Was this how divers felt whenever they came across such massive creatures? 

The creature opened its jaws, revealing multiple rows of razor sharp teeth. A tendril slithered out from its mouth and quickly wrapped around Maya’s leg, pulling her closer. 

“Let Sleep take you,” that voice whispered. 

This was Sleep? Maya didn’t expect Sleep to look like this. 

All other thoughts left Maya as she was pulled into the massive jaws of this creature. Everything went dark, but within seconds, the inside of the creature’s mouth began to glow. There were glowing stalagmites and stalactites all around her, illuminating the cavernous maw of the creature. 

Another loud moan made the cavern tremble and sent vibrations running through Maya. That tendril still had a hold of her leg and when Maya looked down at it, it began to glow red. 

“Maya,” a new voice whispered in her ear. It seemed to be coming from all around her. Was this Sleep talking to her?

She noticed movement out of the corner of her eye and Maya turned to see another tendril slithering over to her head. As soon as it touched her forehead, Maya gasped as images flooded her brain. She at first saw those sigils over and over again until everything stopped as darkness washed over her. 

Maya could hear a child weeping somewhere and when she looked down, she saw a small shadowy figure knelt before a burning car, their face buried in their hands. She knew what this was. This was the night her parents died in a car crash ten years ago. Why was she being shown this?

The scene changed and that small shadow that was Maya was humming happily while making candles at her aunt’s dinner table. Her aunt sat with her, reading a book and not paying attention as the shadow showed her the new candle. Her aunt never did show much interest in her candle-making hobby unless she made something that smelled too strongly and complained about it. 

The scene changed once again and Maya saw herself walking out of the candle shop before being taken by her kidnappers. She heard the way she cried and frowned as she tried to block out the awful sound.

“No more,” she murmured, closing her eyes. 

The cries went away and when she opened her eyes, Maya saw something different before her. She saw another shadowy figure, but it looked nothing like her as it knelt before the edge of a dark ocean. It seemed to be crying as it covered its face in its hands. It sounded male. Moments passed and the shadow plunged itself into the ocean. Maya watched on curiously as the whale that was Sleep approached the shadow and touched him with its tendrils. The figure cried out and seemed to go through some kind of transformation before going still. 

The shadow turned to Maya and she saw the familiar mask of Vessel looking at her before the scene changed. Maya then saw Vessel standing before three other figures, preaching something in an unknown language. The other shadows then stood up and joined Vessel and when they turned, Maya saw that sigil on their now-masked faces. 

The scene changed once more and Maya found herself overlooking some kind of arena. When she looked down, she saw Vessel and those other figures performing for a shadowy crowd who were screaming for them. All she could hear over the roar was one word that was being repeated over and over again. 

“Worship.”

Maya gasped as the shadows suddenly disappeared around her and she found herself in front of the giant whale that was Sleep. Sleep let out another moan as it began swimming to the surface. This was her chance to get up there to see the night sky. Maya grabbed one of Sleep’s fins and let Sleep bring her up. Sleep didn’t react as Sleep continued to swim closer and closer to the surface. 

She could hear that word being repeated over and over in her head until it was all she could hear as she broke free from the water and gasped as she inhaled the cool night air with a violent cough. She still clung to Sleep’s fin as Sleep floated along, humming a low tune. Maya looked up at the night sky and smiled at the beautiful expanse of stars and colors above. She wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but this was pleasant. 

“Sleep likes you,” Vessel’s voice said. 

Maya looked over and saw a small sailboat floating not too far away from Sleep. Vessel sat at the edge, dipping his feet into the cool water while gazing up at the night sky. Maya let go off Sleep’s fin and swam over to the boat. Vessel offered her a hand and when she grabbed him, he pulled her into the boat with ease.

“So, is Sleep a god?” Maya asked as she sat next to Vessel. 

“Yes. Not many people know about Sleep so I have been tasked with spreading Sleep’s message to the masses,” Vessel explained.

Sleep let out another moan while floating closer to the boat, bumping it carefully. Vessel smiled and reached down to pet Sleep’s head. Several tendrils slithered out from the water and wrapped around him in some kind of embrace. 

“Are you a religious person, Maya?” Vessel asked, petting a tendril.

“Not…really, but I think I am now,” Maya replied. A tendril slithered over to her and she pet it with careful fingers. It was wet, but completely smooth to the touch. 

“Good.”

“So, you preach to others?”

“Not many people are interested in church services, but we found a perfect way to reach the masses through music,” Vessel replied, getting another moan from Sleep. 

That was intriguing. Was Vessel in a band? Maya had to know more, but right now, she just wanted to look at the night sky. The moon was so big and the more Maya looked, the more she noticed the same tendrils from the altar protruding from it. The only sounds came from the ocean and Sleep. It was so peaceful here. 

“Maya…Do you want to stay with us?” Vessel asked, looking over at her. More tendrils were inching closer to Maya. One touched her foot and she instinctively moved it away. 

“Stay? I just met you and…Sleep,” Maya replied, her thoughts racing in her head. 

“Your aunt never paid much attention to you when she took you in and Sleep can make her forget about you if you choose to stay with us. We have space for another follower in this house. With your candle making skills, you’d be a perfect fit here,” Vessel explained. 

Her thoughts went to her aunt and she frowned as she recalled all the times she ignored her. Sure, she took her in and fed her and kept her safe, but she never acted like a mother to her. Maya could have moved out after turning eighteen, but she didn’t have the resources or money to do so. This could be a perfect opportunity, but this Vessel and Sleep were still complete strangers to her. Was she really going to accept this offer after what she had gone through? The very thought was both exciting and terrifying. From the way Vessel talked about spreading Sleep’s message, this all sounded like a cult, but Sleep was an actual god that was floating right before her. 

“Stay. Worship.”

Maya felt those tendrils touching her legs and she looked over at Sleep whose six-eyed gaze was fixated on her. Sleep floated closer, humming softly at her. A wonderful warmth radiated from Sleep, drawing Maya in. 

“Can Sleep really make my aunt forget about me?” She asked. 

“Anything is possible with Sleep, Maya. So, do you want to join us?” Vessel asked. 

Maya was silent for a moment, turning her attention back to Sleep. Sleep seemed to be vibrating with excitement as if eager to know her answer. 

Maya thought back on her life until now. Sure, her aunt would forget her, but what about her few friends?

“Will I still be able to see my friends?” She asked.

“Of course. As long as you come back to us in the end,” Vessel replied. 

That was all she needed to hear.

“Then I accept,” Maya said, letting the tendrils wrap around her until she was plunged into darkness. 

Maya gasped softly as she woke up in the bed. She couldn’t move for a moment before she was able to lift her hand, reaching out to the crystals hanging above her. The sigils on her arms were glowing red to her surprise, but the glow quickly died down. 

Taking a deep breath, she glanced over at Vessel who appeared to still be asleep. She then looked over at the window and saw that it was still dark and storming outside. Maya then went back to staring at the crystals above her, the events of the dream still strong in her head. Was this going to happen every time she fell asleep around here? 

“You can rest now, Maya,” Vessel’s voice whispered. 

Maya looked over at him and saw that he was still in the same position, but there was a smile on his dark lips. 

“I…I can? Will I go back to that place again?” She asked before letting out a yawn. 

“Only if Sleep wants you. Now rest,” Vessel replied. 

That was good to hear. Maya yawned again while getting settled, her mind slowly drifting away to sleep. She wasn’t quite sure what she had gotten herself into, but all that knew was that she was safe here.

As she slowly closed her eyes, Maya felt Vessel’s warm hand gently take hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. 

“We’re glad you’re here with us, Maya,” Vessel whispered, his voice distorted and sounding like Sleep. 

Maya smiled before going back to Sleep. 

So yeah, Maya joined the Sleep cult. I might do more with her or just include her in the background of future Sleep Token fics. I hope ya'll enjoyed this as much as I did :D

[james-p-sullivan]

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todays the day

it’s been 6 years since my partner passed away and it’s hard to believe it happened at all. i was so devastated for so long and the people in my life at that time really didn’t make it easy for me. the cruelest things were said to me by the people i keep closest to me and i struggle with letting go of the things that happened surrounding his death

he had so much life in him and ill be forever heartbroken that he couldn’t actualize his dreams, that he died so young.