#chasing affirmative AU

[strandedaylily]

I’m very very creatively burnt out so have this old-ish superhero AU ref that I made for Moon and Pebbles :3

The others will be posted soon!

The AU’s name is the CHASING AFFIRMATIVE AU, more info beneath the cut

Basic AU Gist

All iterators are part of an agency of heroes, all with different abilities to maintain order and fight crime. Except for a few outliers, heroes have different aliases and masks to hide their identity!

LOOKS TO THE MOON (she/her) — the big sister of the agency members: protective, caring and strong-willed. She is the leader of most operations and has the most experience out of all of the agency members, being one of the founders alongside Sliver of Straw.

FIVE PEBBLES (he/him) — the little brother of Looks to the Moon. He bears a prickly and fierce personality, but cares much for the other agency members. He is the weapons specialist and sharpshooter, and is the newest member of the agency.

More info will be posted and eventually compiled into a masterlist!

[Moon and Pebbles] [Sig and Suns]

[daylilie]

Chasing Affirmative Grey Wind would randomly hand Seven Red Suns bombs out of nowhere. This is canon now

[time-woods]

EMOTIONAL WIN ! ! the bug lets his emotions make decisions for once !

[chococolte]

Your sagau zhongli is my fave! Devotion is soooo good he's so good!! If he were offered a reward, what would he ask for? He definitely deserves good things for being such a dedicated worshipper

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୨୧ — ꒰ cw. yandere, unhealthy relationships, possessive & obsessive thoughts/behaviors, sagau + cult au shit, religious themes, g/n reader.

୨୧ — ꒰ a/n. hi guys......... sorry i took so long to write this, and im so happy you like my characterization of him!!!! it means so much to me!!!

Your praise.

Zhongli has rarely ever wanted. 

When he was young, still arrogant and born of war, Zhongli didn't want— he took. He had no need of envy or desire. What he could not have, he would get in time. Immortality comes with an infinite patience. 

If he was still that god, flippant and self-important, maybe he would demand some sort of compensation. Some sort of recompense for past agony.

For as long as Zhongli's lived, he has never wanted; not in the way a mortal yearns for their lover, or the way a dog longs for its owner until it whines. Never in any way that mattered, never before he met you.

Zhongli has had eons to become used to the loneliness that so often encompasses him. And now, knowing that you breathe the same air as him, he's become rather acquainted with the ever consuming desire to nestle close to you, like ink caressing every pore of canvas. 

His desire runs through him— barking and loud, rapid and frantic— but when faced with you, a whisper, whimpering in the dark crevices of his ribs. At times, he comes close to asking you to hold him, but decorum and propriety keep him in place, tight and tense.

Liyue was built knowing your gaze followed him. Its foundations set, earth molded, and its rivers bent, hoping they would be fit to your liking. His every breath spent chasing after your favor, desiring to be remade in your image, to be exactly what you want him to be. Afraid that, when finally met with you, you will not like what you see.

Zhongli has rarely ever wanted, and rarer still, has he ever feared.

It's a mortal's fear. The fear of their lord displeased with their harvest. A boyish fear, made up of desperation and the fear of disapproval; one he shouldn't feel, one he should feel no familiarity with. One he suspects many have felt when within his own presence.

When you ask him what he would like in return for all of his efforts— a reward, you say— Zhongli feels his breath seized from him.

Zhongli lived much of his early life against you. At every opportunity, he rebelled at what he thought was a cruel god. Imperious and charged with Guizhong’s death, he would have demanded answers. 

For him to have lived while those he cared for perished without a moment's repose, for him to have survived every moment of cruel war when each breath was like a whip against his lungs— he deserved to know, if you were as real as Guizhong so staunchly believed, why he had lived in her place.

Yet, despite centuries of tempered rage, Zhongli has become content to live as nothing more than your servant. 

He tells you he wants for nothing. That all he desires now is the simplicity of being beside you; the escape of your laughter, where there's no need to concern himself with anything other than you. He tells you he only wishes to know how to take care of you better, how to align himself with your tastes and desires.

"I insist," you say, and Zhongli realizes it's a command. His mouth turns dry, and every word settles on his tongue like heavy weights, dead and still.

You stare, and his breath hitches, his heart a swell in his chest. Zhongli thinks of every answer, how your reaction to any could either breathe life into him, or leave him broken. How, for a moment, he amuses himself with the idea of asking for your touch— the cusp of your palm on his cheek, your fingers against his spine; how he could ask, and how you might favor him enough to do so. 

He then thinks of asking you for reassurance. For affirmation of forgiveness for the actions in his youth. To finally have the certainty that he hasn’t failed you, and maybe, the confirmation that you may care for him.

“Forgive me for my impropriety, Your Grace,” Zhongli begins, voice light and breathy. His hand rests on his chest, fighting the urge to dig into his skin, hoping to calm the pounding of his heart. “But… if I may, I was wondering if I had done right by you?”

You sit inertly in silence for a moment, and Zhongli wonders if it’s on purpose, some sort of punishment for daring to ask such a thing. You had no reason to reward him, and he had been blessed enough to hold your attention for longer than a moment. He had no right to ask for your thoughts, not so directly.

He thought he knew that. It was why he followed you, why he made sure your every request was completed to the highest standard. If you mentioned the taste of your tea being too bitter, or sweet, or that you’d rather he prepare something else for you entirely, he would rush to follow your word. Even if he had been the one to brew it, even if it was him who cultivated the leaves, even if he thought it would be to your liking.

All he needed was to be helpful. All he needed was you. Within you, was his salvation— within you, was love itself. Without you, the once great Lord of Geo was but a fragmented elemental wisp of energy, only ever calling your name.

A spike of adrenaline rushes through him, fear and anxiety denying any sense of hope. All he hears is the solitary sound of his heart in his ears. 

“You have only ever done good by me.”

Zhongli’s heart lurches, heat rippling through his body. You say it like it's the most obvious thing in the world, and his mind feels dizzy at the implication. The ground sways, and his feet feel light. 

“You deserve more than that, I think.” You step forward, and Zhongli is so lost within his own thoughts, he takes no notice of your sudden increase in proximity— but his breath still quickens, and red still coats the apples of his cheeks. 

“Kneel,” you whisper, and though you say it so softly, it's as though the sky had been torn asunder with the speed he responds. Zhongli’s mind still feels far away, but he hears your orders as if spoken directly into his ear.

He drops to his knees, no care for whether he does so elegantly enough. All he can focus on is the weight of your gaze, and the way he's the only thing under it.

“Do you want me to praise you?” You trace his jawline with your finger, still speaking in a soft, unhurried tone. “Do you want me to tell you how much of a good boy you are?”

Zhongli inhales sharply, fighting every thought that screams at him to eagerly lean into your hand. He stares up at you, russet lashes fluttering and amber eyes swallowed by adoration and worship. 

“Yes, Your Grace,” he whispers hoarsely. 

Your thumb swipes over his lower lip, and a whine rises to the back of his throat. 

“My good boy.” Zhongli’s entire body shudders, his chest heaving. A shaky breath escapes him. “You've been waiting to hear that for so long, haven't you?”

He whimpers, then nods in a way he hopes doesn’t come across as overeager— quickly bereft of any sense of propriety, or care for whether or not he’s making a fool of himself. All he can concern himself with is how close you are, how easily your scent renders him still, how quickly he borders on senseless. 

You smile at that, and he bites his tongue to stop himself from whimpering. 

“Do you want me to tell you how grateful I am?” Your fingers move across his neck, brushing against his Adam’s Apple, watching it bob as he gulps, trying to keep himself steady and not fall against you. “How you're my favorite?”

An ugly sound rips from Zhongli’s throat, and it's one he's instantly ashamed of. Every part of him feels bare in front of you, laid out messy and without decorum. The mask he’s worn for eons steadily breaks, and every one of his veins and bones scream out for your warmth. 

The Lord of Geo wouldn’t have ever allowed himself to be so vulnerable. He never would have amused himself with the thought of pleading for anything, or kneeling and falling apart because he was treated softly— least of all, of being so desperate to know that you love him; that you favor him. 

Zhongli, now without his Gnosis, is as mortal as the men he used to lord over. And perhaps it’s his newfound mortality that moves him to lean into your hand, frantically trying to meld your fingers against his skin until his flesh is like clay inlaid with your fingertips; hoping that you’ll rebuild him until he fits your desires, and tell him again that he’s proven to have done good by you. 

Every thought is a prayer, another hymn, another psalm.

“Am I? Your favorite?” 

His voice trembles, and breathes into a soft whisper. Zhongli doesn’t mean to sound so desperate— he doesn’t mean to be so greedy— but his soul has never felt so full before. His mind is so mired by your touch and voice that he doesn’t realize his lack of formality, or how he might come across as arrogant. 

He wants only to think of you, and so he does. Nothing else matters.

“Yes.” You chuckle, and his heart speeds up at the sound, fervent. “Why would I want anyone else?”

Zhongli whines, and faintly, through the blur of fanaticism and worship, thinks that no matter what you asked of him, he would do it without hesitation. 

[elle-thereafter]

Perc'ahlia Smut Fic Recs

After S3E3 of The Legend of Vox Machina dropped the stats on my smut fics jumped overnight which was entertaining. Which strongly indicates a lot of you are looking for some sweet Perc'ahlia smut to follow-up the delights provided to us by the animated series.

Myself and some folks from the Perc'ahlia Week Discord server are very happy to provide a list of our favourites. Some of these (including some of their summaries and tags below) will contain spoilers beyond tLoVM S3E3 so tread lightly into the cut if you care deeply about spoilers. Assume every single one of the fics below contains explicit sex between Percy and Vex. I've included the AO3 summary and the helpful Additional Tags from AO3 to help you zoom in on your favourite thinigs and avoid the things you're less fond of.

After Dinner by Lycaboros

Summary: Vex has some definite ideas for this evening's activities. AO3 Tags: Sex Toys, Toys, Riding Crops, Teasing, Orgasm Delay/Denial

Bathing for Fun and Profit by ViciousRhythm

Summary: The bath sex we all know happened and the sex on a pile of money that Vex'ahlia deserves. AO3 Tags: spoilers for episode 81, Bath Sex, Incredibly self indulgent, sex on a pile of money, PWP

the beast you've made of me by seimaisin

Summary: Vex finds herself transported to her very first Wild Hunt. Percy and Orthax are determined to make her first time a memorable one. AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Werewolf Sex, Tentacles, Bondage, Animal Transformation, Chases, Dominance, Consensual Non-Consent, Erotic Horror

before those hands pulled me from the earth by worth_the_risk

Summary: Vex knew the gods were still living, sequestered behind the Divine Gate as they may be. She knew their interactions with those who still walked Exandria were limited, but purposeful. She had never had reason to thank any of them. Now, she may have to consider it. AO3 Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Explicit Consent, Risk Waxes Poetic About Scar Tissue Again, Past Character Death, Canon Compliant, If you're here from TLoVM and have not listened to C1 here there be spoilers, Scars, Cunnilingus, Love Confessions, Campaign 1 Spoilers through Episode 72-74-ish?, Vaginal Sex

charmeause by anonymous

Summary: Percy takes the material of the hem between his fingers and absently feels at the embroidery, eyes locked onto her and her scrunched nose of confusion. “When you said you’d be right back, my mind had gone to those little rabbit slippers, not… lingerie.” AO3 Tags: Lingerie, PWP, Cunnilingus, Post-Canon, established marriage, Gratuitously sweaty Percy, Stripping, Houston they're in LOVE, Blow Jobs, Light Dom/sub, Fluff and Smut

Comparative Anatomy by Shippeh

Summary: Percy drags Keyleth to a frat party on an errand to find numbers for a project, and ends up discovering something (or someone) a lot more interesting. AO3 Tags: College AU

Control by subtropicalStenella

Summary: Percy needs to sleep, and take better care of himself, but he's also a stubborn bastard and needs to be tricked into it. AO3 Tags: Dirty Talk, Mutual Masturbation, Fantasizing, Multiple Orgasms, Erotic Electrostimulation, Prostate Milking, Overstimulation, Praise Kink

Courage To Go On by subtropicalStenella

Summary: It's That Scene, because we love to fill in fade-to-blacks and I love the powerplay of "I open the door, COMPLETELY NAKED." but also I love damaged people and working through that damage. AO3 Tags: First Time, Porn with Feelings, Rough Sex, Desk Sex, Light Dom/sub, Light Bondage, Introspection, deliberately ignoring that introspection, Banter as Foreplay

darling, so it goes (some things are meant to be) by mischiefseven

Summary: It's the night before the fight with Vorugal, and Vex has left too much unsaid for far too long. AO3 Tags: Past Character Death, Love Confessions, Life-Affirming Sex, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Debauchery by ladyofrosefire

Summary: If one knows where to look, there is a shop in Emon where one can find all manner of delightful things. Vex lures Percy into it one afternoon while they’re in the city for business. Or: Percy gets pegged. AO3 Tags: Pegging, Sex Toys

Deifying (flew like a moth to you, sunlight) by ladyofrosefire

Summary: Percy and Vex share a lazy morning shortly after their return from Pandemonium. AO3 Tags: Episode: the Search for Bob Spoilers, Cunnilingus, sun freckles, mild blasphemy, Morning Sex

Disciple by ladyofrosefire

Summary: Vex has a new house, new boots, and a very attractive partner who wants to please her in every way he can. That's a recipe for an excellent night. AO3 Tags: BDSM, Dom/sub, light boot worship, Cunnilingus, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Domme!Vex, Riding, Praise Kink, Fellatio, Verbal Bondage, Aftercare, PWP

everyone can see (few can test by feeling) by mischiefseven

Summary: Vex needs distraction. Percy is delighted to oblige. AO3 Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Cunnilingus, Oral Sex, Inappropriate Use of 16th Century Italian Literature

everything has changed (and now it's only you that matters) by rozegold

Summary: Vex takes care of Percy after his second brush with death. AO3 Tags: Blow Jobs, Post-Chroma Conclave

The Feathers in Her Hair by pagerunner

Summary: When Vex starts making changes to the distinctive feathers she wears, Percy begins to suspect she's sending him a sign. Perc'ahlia fic, written between episodes 62 and 63, but without specific spoilers. AO3 Tags: None

A Game of Later by thereafter

Summary: An evening at the opera escalates. Some things are better left unresolved, at least for a little while. Shameless smut, in three acts. AO3 Tags: Cock Warming, Dirty Talk, Established Relationship, Light Bondage, Light Dom/sub, Oral Sex, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Power Dynamics, Public Sex, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn IS the plot, Vex'ahlia is a Little Shit, Percival is also a Little Shit, they are both little shits

Get your hands dirty by umwelt

Summary: It’s not his handwriting. He hasn’t seen ink in weeks, too scrapped for coin for the luxury. The P starting at the base of his hand, affording the traitor his distinction, his name eating up the space of the pad of Percy’s left thumb. Opens his palm. Yes - on the inside of each finger, a name: Doctor Ripley. Lord Briarwood. Lady Briarwood. Sir Kerrion Stonefell. AO3 Tags: Whump, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Percival "Percy" de Rolo III Has Issues, Traumatized Percival "Percy" de Rolo III, Campaign 1, Mutual Pining, Alternate Universe, Percy is the pact weapon AU, Magical Tattoos, me: so. tattoos hot. percy hot. the list hot. what if… all three??, Mild Gore, Injury Recovery, Magical Prosthetic. sort of., henna, Rated for smut in last chapter, Comfort Sex, Woman on Top, None of the angsty tags apply to the sex, Follows Campaign 1 with some extra TLOVM ~flavor~ in places

Grey by percivalium

Summary: There’s a rumble of gruff voices at the table as various other diplomats react to Daventine’s outburst. Silverware clatters, glasses and crystal goblets tink and the general hubbub of the biannual trade route summit create a very unique mashup of noises in the dining hall. And Vex’ahlia couldn’t give a single shit about any of it. AO3 Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Vaginal Sex, Wall Sex, Quickie, Sneaking Away to Fuck During Dinner, Established Relationship

hard to talk (when i'm with you) by percahlia

Summary: Percy's pretty sure at this point that his wife's favorite hobby is showing up and knocking the breath out of him, one way or another. AO3 Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Blow Jobs, Desk Sex, Under-Desk Blow Jobs, domestic sex, Post-Canon, Semi-Public Sex

Have some fun tonight by steelneena

Summary: Ever since that night at the lake, Percy and Vex have made a habit of getting carried away rather often. But it’s really whose house – and more importantly, whose bedroom within said house - they’re in that makes things…tenuous for Percy. It just so happens to be Vex’s dad’s house. And they just so happen to be Vex’s dad’s bed. In Percy’s defense, Vex hadn’t exactly told him until it was too little too late. AO3 Tags: Early 2000's aesthetic college halloween party, to keep with the theme, Mirror Sex, Accidental Voyeurism, brief mention of recreational drugs, Percy is relatively inexperienced still, Vex is very loving, Vaginal Sex, Biting, Dom/sub Undertones, stupid halloween jokes and passtimes, may have been lightly influenced by Scream, Playful Sex, love is best kink

How the Other Half Lives by sabinelagrande

Summary: Percy knows what he likes. He thinks so, anyway. AO3 Tags: Femdom, Dom Vex'ahlia, Dom Percy de Rolo, Sub Percy de Rolo, Under-negotiated Kink, Floor Sex, Self-Discovery, 094-e095 Timeskip, Dom/sub

If You Wanna Be Mine by ViciousRhythm

Summary: For all that Percy can sometimes be really eloquent, he's sometimes really…not. AO3 Tags: Car Sex, just barely touches on dom/sub dynamics, Modern AU, Alternate Universe - High School, Humor

I'll Shout From the Mountains (Love Looks Good on You) by Aesthetic_Pigeon

Summary: Vex is tired of Percy working late into the night and decides to set things right. AO3 Tags: Episode: c01e095 One Year Later…, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Praise Kink, Coming In Pants, Percival "Percy" de Rolo III Has a Tremor, Idiots in Love

Insight Check by percivalium

Summary: Grey Hunt patrols are long, a bit tedious and solitary. Vex'ahlia must find ways to entertain her brain while performing her Grey Hunt duties out in the Parchwood. One defiantly un-ladylike thought may have caused her some brainrot… and she needs to find a certain Lord of Whitestone to make it a reality. Hopefully he believes her when she claims otherwise. AO3 Tags: Episode: c01e095 One Year Later…, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Some Plot, Surprise Blowjob, Torn Clothing, Manual stimulation, Oral Sex, Dirty Talk, Desk Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Clothes-on Sex, Doggy Style, Hair-pulling, Consensual Kink, Top!Percy, Vex Hands Over the Reins, Ball Massage, Praise Kink, Implied Consent, Mutual Masturbation, Hand Jobs

I wanna make you hungry (then I want to feed you) by writerthewriter

Summary: Percival Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III was not a religious man, yet for one so faithless, he spent an awful lot of time on his knees dedicated to worship. aka the one where percy really loves going down on his wife. AO3 Tags: Cunnilingus, Dirty Talk, percy likes going down on his wife, Vaginal Fingering, Masturbation, Face-Sitting, Light D/s Dynamics

Jumping the Gun by LadyOfSnakes

Summary: Percival has done something very stupid and very dangerous. Vex is not okay with this. Spoilers through episode 73. AO3 Tags: First Time, Angry Sex, Oral Sex, Explicit Consent

A Lesson in Manners by pagerunner

Summary: Vex may usually be the one to call the shots where intimate matters are concerned, but that isn't to say that Percy doesn't have his own ideas. This one might prove to be especially captivating. Spoiler warning for a couple details post-episode 94/early 100s. AO3 Tags: None

Lost in the Woods with You by Her_Madjesty

Summary: When Percy stumbles away from the group, it’s…mostly by accident. AO3 Tags: Sex Pollen, Feywild Arc, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Multiple Orgasms, Oral Sex

Point Made by sabinelagrande

Summary: An argument is interrupted. AO3 Tags: Post-Chroma Conclave, Vaginal Fingering, Percy makes that +6 DEX work for him

Press by modal_contingency

Summary: Vex is unfailingly good at reading people, and Percy can be the easiest of reads. AO3 Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Dom/sub, Dirty Talk, Begging, Breathplay

The Private Games We Play by pagerunner

Summary: After game night ends, Vex and Percy decide to delve more deeply into what went on during their explorations of a certain tavern cellar. Yes, this means pretty much what you're thinking. Set just after the post-episode-115 one-shot helmed by Grog. AO3 Tags: Post-Campaign, Grog's one-shot, the meta is strong with this one, and i should not be entrusted with such inappropriate interpretations of game mechanics

A Private Vex Tape by inheritanceofgeek

Summary: Percy has been at the International Convention for Technological Innovation for 4 days and is already going stir crazy with how much he misses his wife. Lucky for him, Vex'ahlia is an innovative woman who misses him just as much as he misses her. And hey, what are webcams for if not to record home made sex tapes? AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Sex Tapes, Mutual Masturbation, Sex Toys, Vibrators, Married Life, Mentions of Taryon Darrington, That 7 hour time difference hurts me too, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Fluff and Smut

Put your arms around me, baby by steelneena

Summary: He's not quite sure how he ended up here. He, Percival de Rolo, of all people, who hadn’t wanted to stay in Emon for the summer, who’d wanted to go back home after his year exchange ended, remain cooped up in his room at home with his experiments and his books, was naked in a lake at night, kissing a beautiful woman – also naked – in his lap who could, if he was quite honest, do far better that his wiry, nerdy, early-gone-white self. AO3 Tags: Skinny Dipping, First Time, Hand Jobs, Virgin Percy, Love Confessions, Modern AU, kind of a college au, slight D/s overtones, love is kink, Enthusiastic Consent

remember me love, when i'm reborn by worth_the_risk

Summary: After Elysium, before the Core Anvil, before - well, before. AO3 Tags: Campaign 1, Spoilers through C1E106: The Endless Atheneum, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Life-Affirming Sex, Rough Sex, Vaginal Sex, Established Relationship, Introspection, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, anticipatory grief

Respite for the Restless by pagerunner

Summary: It's been a difficult, troubling day. Sometimes the best you can do is reach for each other. Percy/Vex vignette, set at the mansion after episode 106. AO3 Tags: None

Satin and sweat by umwelt

Summary: Vex bites Percy’s lip in the hopes he gets the message. His fingers slow, only movement at all because she can feel every twitch deep in her cunt. Sorry - she, the lady robbed in a magpie’s iridescent blacks and whites, hostess of the soirée, bites the lip of this bespectacled owl of a man in the hopes he gets the message. It is a masquerade, after all, and one should keep up appearances. AO3 Tags: Campaign 1, Could be an AU could be canon compliant who knows!, Costume Parties & Masquerades, Vaginal Fingering, Hand & Finger Kink, Quickies, Semi-Public Sex, Clothed Sex, Shameless Smut

scarcely can speak for my thinking (what you'd do to me tonight) by worth_the_risk

Summary: “Is it terrible that we are abandoning our best friend’s first state birthday dinner?” The airy tone of her voice suggested she had already divined precisely how she felt about it. “I think Keyleth will forgive us for the excursion, if she even notices our absence.” AO3 Tags: Secret Marriage, Quickies, Cunnilingus, Blow Jobs, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Campaign 1, Spoilers through Episode 95: One Year Later…, Spoilers for The Legend of Vox Machina, Vaginal Sex, Established Relationship, Competency Kink

Second Watch by threepwillow

Summary: Depleted spell slots and some near-death experiences leave an abridged, mansionless Vox Machina camping out under the stars; but now Vex'ahlia's husband is in a mood, and who knew gnomes were such light sleepers? AO3 Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Hand & Finger Kink, That 22 Dexterity Tho, Post-Canon

Seen by subtropicalStenella

Summary: Percy acts smooth but it's a mask over an excitable, anxious dork and we love him for it AO3 Tags: Teasing, Cock Tease, Prostate Massage, Anal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Cunnilingus, Face-Sitting, Percy has some internalized prudishness and it's adorable, and he's an anxious dork, Dirty Talk, Masturbation, Titfuck

someone ought to corrupt you on the dance floor by blackglass

Summary: It's Senior Week and the twins' birthday and Vox Machina is headed to the club to celebrate. With only a week left until they all graduate and go their separate ways, Vex decides she's done with wondering "what if?" Percy is not prepared for what's about to hit him. AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Porn with Feelings, Racebending, Everyone in Vox Machina is multiracial, except percy, Palest white boy to ever be a pale white boy, Background Vax/Gilmore, Background Kash/Keyleth, Clubbing, Grinding

Spoiled by thereafter

Summary: Percy schemes. Vex'ahlia is spoiled. AO3 Tags: Cunnilingus, Dirty Talk, Established Relationship, Light Dom/sub, Mirror Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Delay, Porn with Feelings, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Power Dynamics, Softdom Percy, Vex Gets Spoiled

Stand and Deliver by ladyofrosefire

Summary: Percy really just wants to get ravished by a famous outlaw. Vex. He means Vex. AO3 Tags: Sexual Roleplay, Gun Kink, Outdoor Sex, Consensual Kink, Consensual Non-Consent

the sweetest distractions by rozegold

Summary: Coaxing Percy out of his workshop is something Vex has become very good at over the years, but sometimes she has to fight dirty for his own good. AO3 Tags: Fluff and Smut, Domestic smut, Happily Married Banging, Several Years Post-Campaign, Vex In Percy's Coat, Unconventional Usage of Percy's Workshop

take a step that is new by Griftings

Summary: Or, the one where Vex is enthusiastic, Percy is unsure, and… well, basically there's a threesome. With Jarett. AO3 Tags: Fluff and Smut, Crack, Threesome - F/M/M, PWP, Sort Of, like there's sort of a plot but it's honestly almost entirely just sex

Taking a Break by Lycaboros

Summary: Percy is TRYING to get some work done. It's not working very well for him. AO3 Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Interrupted Sex, Rough Sex, Desk Sex, Under-Desk Blow Jobs, post campaign one, Edging

a teaching moment by rozegold

Summary: Percy's eager to branch out and, well, how can Vex say no to that? AO3 Tags: Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Strap-Ons, Vex Teaches Percy About Blow Jobs, Finger Sucking, Percy's Got A Bit Of An Oral Fixation

under your moonlit gaze by seimaisin

Summary: Vex, Percy, the hot springs, and sex. With a brief interruption from Scanlan. AO3 Tags: Fluff and Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Unwind already by unknownlifeform

Summary: Percy gets pegged by Vex for the first time. Things that help this activity: Percy relaxing and unclenching. Things Vex has to coax Percy into doing: AO3 Tags: Pegging, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Established Relationship, First Time Bottoming, Porn with Feelings, they are in love your honorand also they are silly!!, this is a being stupid during sex propaganda account, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

we are learning to make fire by mischiefseven

Summary: The citizens of Whitestone celebrate Winter’s Crest. Their lord and lady have a much more personal celebration of their own. AO3 Tags: Married Sex, Desk Sex, Cunnilingus, newlyweds, Fluff, Consensual Kink, Explicit Consent

whatever you do (do it for me, baby) by mischiefseven

Summary: Percy finds something that belongs to Vex. After testing, he takes it upon himself to make some improvements. AO3 Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Dildos, Mutual Masturbation, Pegging

what she wants by rozegold

Summary: Vex has discovered quite a lovely thing because of her relationship with Percy: ladies get what they want. Except sometimes, they don't. AO3 Tags: Vaginal Fingering, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Vex Can Dish But She Can't Take, Percy Gets Some Payback

when the wicked play by seimaisin

Summary: Vex and Percy only know each other online, through their favorite video game. They're both taken by surprise when their flirty, competitive relationship turns into a long-distance erotic game. Except, it may not be as long-distance as they think, and Percy is definitely more than Vex realizes. His family's fame leads them to a real-life collision, and suddenly everything is way more complicated than it seemed on the internet … (abandoned but fun) AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Nude Photos, Online Friendship, Cybersex

you'll never know unless we go by sabinelagrande

Summary: Nothing about this goes right, but it's perfect. AO3 Tags: Rough Body Play, Rope Bondage, Resistance Play, Hair-pulling, Rough Sex, Maledom, Dom Percy de Rolo, Sub Vex'ahlia

[kitchenisking]

June Fic Rec

Hello my loves! I know that I'm about 2 months late and I'm sorry. My life went haywire and the being of the month along side the bridgeton/polin brain rot. (trust me the brain rot is real)

July and August fit recs with post tonight and tomorrow so keep a look out!

Happy reading😘

Come find me now, we'll hide out (we'll speak in our secret tongues) byGorgeousgreymatter - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 23,569, sterek)

It’s not often these days that his wolf and human instincts are at odds -- not when they’ve been living seamlessly in sync for so long now.

But the wolfish part of him is looking at that boy, pale and too-thin, wearing that ridiculous red sweatshirt that, for one thing, wasn't nearly protection enough in this weather, and for another, might as well be a flashing, neon sign that says chase me, and all it appears to see is want.

Or: Stiles's post-graduation road trip goes terribly wrong, and Derek has to save the idiot human from freezing to death.

Untouchable by Hedwig221b - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 17,107, sterek)

The day Stiles Stilinski entered the Berkeley campus was the day all the alphas went absolutely fucking nuts.

See, omegas were rare, even more than redheads. Got to be extremely fucking lucky to even see one in a lifetime. They were supposed to be these ethereal creatures of beauty and elegance, irresistible and blinding.

And Stiles Stilinski was exactly that.

Bundle of Accidental Joy by tearsandholdme - (Rating: Mature, Words: 69,901, sterek)

Stiles is just trying to live a simple life. Have a job, pay his rent, and survive enough to eat his next meal. But then he's fired from his job, watches a mother abandon her baby, tries to stop her and picks the baby up, and now everyone thinks the baby is his. Even his very handsome and moody boss, Derek Hale, who forces the responsibility onto him at the cost of keeping his job or else. 

----- 

Au of the 1956 film Bundle of Joy

Pack Night Out by jesuisgrace - (Rating: Mature, Words: 2,894, sterek)

What the fuck is my life? Derek thinks to himself. He’s standing in the corner, probably looking like a total creeper. The lights and the loud music drive his wolf crazy and he’s working hard to stay calm. But his pack is happy, and Derek loves seeing his pack happy. 

-

Derek takes the pack to Jungle. Stiles goes missing, and everyone but Derek seems to know what he's up to.

Derek Hale is Suffering Because of Stiles Stilinski's Oral Fixation by junixx - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,975, sterek)

"Stiles. You can't keep chewing on that." 

"Watch me."

Excess Energy by AClosedFicIsNeverRead - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 8,422, sterek)

What was he supposed to do about this? Wait… could he fuck Stiles? Derek’s brow furrowed as that question formed in his mind. Like… was fucking Stiles actually an option for him? 

- OR - 

The one where Derek has a bisexual awakening after a night of vivid, Stiles-centric dreams and decides to do something about it.

Come Alive by RisingQueen2 (FallenQueen2) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,352, sterek)

Stiles did not expect to run into Derek Hale again after all these years, let alone tumble into bed with him. It looks like dreams do come true.

The Will to Power by snarkatthemoon - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3,406, sterek)

'“Let me see you, Stiles.” Derek coaxes Stiles to open his eyes with a hand on his cheek, careful to avoid the fresh wound on his face. Derek’s looking at him like he can’t believe he’s real, and Stiles feels his cheeks and chest heat up with a flush at the intensity of it.

“I can’t bear the thought of losing you too.” His face scrunches up in pain at the mere thought and Stiles isn’t sure how to reply, but now understands why everything feels so potent. 

This isn’t just sex, this is life-affirming sex.'

The Pain is for Pleasure by Staleinskii - (Rating: Mature, Words: 5,711, sterek)

Fuck Derek Hale. That’s all Stiles thought as he got out of his jeep and made his way towards the school. Fuck his smug attitude, and his sparkling green eyes, and his god-like muscles that have the ability to lift Stiles up and slam him against every surface of the loft many many times in many different positions. That was exactly how Stiles landed in his little predicament in the first place: his inability to take one step without the ghost of last night shooting pain up his ass with every step.

(or the one where Derek is packing, and he makes sure Stiles knows it throughout his school day)

Beginnings II by sffan - (Rating: T, Words: 1,138, sterek)

Stiles is sad that no one wants to kiss him. So Derek does.

[batnip]

Reversed Karma AU

A Rainworld Alternate Universe.

...

 The.. triple affirmative has been found- the affirmative that a ..solution has been found, the affirmative that the..solution is portable, and the affirmative that technical implementation is possible and generally applicable.

I remember that cycle... ancients swarmed the stuff, only privilege given to the founder, Sliver of Straw, was leaving us first.

And then cycle by cycle, our parents left..

Spoilered for absurd about of text, and general spoilers.

Saint never wanted to ascend anything. And by the time every last ancient was dead and gone, cycles passed, and structures fell. The green fuzzy thing was not once fuzzy, growing a coat as the rain sent by iterators stopped.

- - So it trailed along, guilty for what was not its fault, bringing iterators to life again. With a new name, [Pilgrim].

-- Footnote : Karma needs are reversed with the Pilgrim. Dying will up their karma, surviving will lower it. Secret passages will be added to cross gates you cannot with low karma, as it is needed to progress. =======================================

Rivulet is an odd case. I wanted them to obviously give rarefaction cells, as they did to Moon originally. So the tale goes they were created by a rebellious, younger Ancient who was fond of life and the cycle. One who refused the common ideals.

-- The swift little mouse they created, was given their own ability to create low-density rarefaction cells (singularity bombs) and refine them into more high-quality cells which the Ancient learned themself.

-- As soon as the news was spread to the general public of the triple affirmative, they sent the [Technician] out into the world, wearing several pearls describing their mission. ===========

Monk and Survivor lived with their colony, and were sent to scout a new home for the colony by the [Mapmaker]. They are named [Guard] and [Scout] in Reversed Karma. They brought Scout's two slugpups with them, even if the journey was dangerous, finding a new home for Scout pups was important to both Scout and their Sibling.

-- They find the tree in journey's end, Guard staying with the pups there as Scout tells the rest of the colony, including the leader, Mapmaker.

-- Footnote: Monk still brings Moon her cloak and several pearls. =========================================

The [Mapmaker] replaces Gourmand in Reversed Karma, making a map for their colony to follow. They are the leader of their colony.

-- Very similar to vanilla, leaving current living to the tree, showing the colony to the new home.

-- Footnote : Rain is beginning to return to normal, without cold mechanic. =====================================

The [Traveler] replaces Hunter in Reversed Karma, created by Five Pebbles to check on the local group. They spawn in the grounds of Unparralled Innocence. They do not have the Rot due to Five Pebbles more careful creation of a purposed organism compared to No Significant Harrassment.

-- Footnote : Cold mechanics are in work in these areas, as UI and CW were revived later than LTTM and FP.

-- Footnote : You may optionally visit Chasing Wind. ==========

The [Mother] replaces Artificer in Reversed Karma. Their slugpups are both alive, with the same explosive quality. They give Pebbles back his cloak and become a citizen after Sofanthiel locks onto them.

-- Footnote : Mother has bad reputation with scavengers due to passing tolls without payment before the campaign. They get a backspear due to one less hand slot having two pups.

-- Footnote : Rain has returned to normal.

-- Footnote : Mother has reduced food needs compared to vanilla Artificer due to needing to feed their pups. ===============

The [Messenger] replaces Spearmaster in Reversed Karma. They were created by Seven Red Suns to send messages between them and their friends, similar to [Traveler]'s check-ins with other iterators.

-- Footnote : Messenger has a mouth, and cannot duel wield spears.

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A note from the OP: I hope you like them.. I've been wanting to show them off for a while. One of my headcannons for iterators was that the natural urges are coded into them with anti-ascension stuff. Like. Make ascension for us, but not for you. This is why they were wildly unsuccessful in finding the triple affirmative. Also.. Tumblr nuked quality of my image :c If u read all this and liked it perhaps a rb?? also hehe funny number thank u all

[ineffabildaddy]

ineffabildaddy fic masterlist

all my fics are aziraphale/crowley🩵

you can read @bowtiepastabitch's analysis on some of the ways i explore queerness in my fics, with an excellent addition by @lalalunamoth, here!

i'm humbled to say that a few of my works have been recced by @fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic - you can read those posts here!

i have a ko-fi account where you can leave a tip here, if you're so inclined🩵

CURRENT WIPS

long time listener, first time caller (E, 22k so far, 4/7 chapters posted) - crowley is in love with the voice of aziraphale fell, late-night radio host, and the face of the handsome stranger he passes in the park every day. what will happen when he introduces himself, and when he has to choose between them? 📻 fic post here

wouldn't it be a lovely headline? (E, 11k so far, 3/? chapters posted) - close friends anthony j. crowley and azira fell are attending their first awards show for the film they recently co-starred in, whose sequel will only be made if they get enough public attention over the course of the weekend... how to garner this attention? why, pretend they're a couple, of course.🎬 fic post here

COMPLETED FICS

take me as your wife (E, 7.1k) - a chance romantic meeting between crowley and aziraphale in a country inn in the 1750s sets off a chain of chases and surrenders🍷fic post here

complementary colours (T, 5.7k) - post-canon. aziraphale moves into crowley's cottage in the south downs and decides to do a little detective work to learn something he's never known about the former demon - his favourite colour🔎🌈 fic post here

angel and ash (E, 5k) - with art by @wasleichtesart! crowley begins to frequent queer bars in london, presenting as a trans woman under the name ash. one night, she stumbles upon a trans man known as angel, whom she recognises immediately...🪩 fic post here

creature of mine (E, 21k) - with art by @omens-for-ophelia! aziraphale buys crowley a snake plant as a gift, whose scent triggers a naga transformation. big dick aziraphale gets stuck in🌺🎁 fic post here

you're a mirror i cannot avoid (E, 1k) - south downs domestic, erotic softness as aziraphale reassesses what it means to be himself🪞 Tumblr | AO3

in your own time (E, 33k) - human priest au set in tadfield, in which crowley and aziraphale are childhood best friends finally reunited. catholic school, apple trees, hogback wood, holy sex, and more⛪️ fic post here

Just Up The Stairs (E, 39k) - cowrite with @foolishlovers, art by @omens-for-ophelia! quiet, gentle and romantic neighbours human au featuring lots of music and harry the rabbit🐇 fic post here

close (well, you couldn't get much closer) (E, 1.4k) - post-ineffable divorce shenanigans featuring crowley using a replica model of aziraphale's penis, through which aziraphale can feel... well, everything❗️

I'm Beginning to See the Light (E, 22k) - gentle enemies to ardent lovers office christmas party human au which quickly devolves into body worship and gender-affirming sex - transmasc az, service top crowley🎄⚧ fic tag here

Despite Knowing Better... (E, 10.9k) - aziraphale and fem!crowley deal with the ineffable divorce by meeting in the bookshop once a week to fuck, while attempting to hold each other at arm's length. things get messy in the process...💔

Strawberry Scripture (E, 6.5k) - pwp oneshot. aziraphale and fem!crowley celebrate averting the apocalypse by playing with food, and with crowley's scales...🍰🐍

UNFINISHED FICS (hopefully someday!)

crosseyed and painless (E, 2.9k) - dom!az and fem!crowley pwp in which crowley has asked aziraphale to help her relax after a long day, and the results are not at all what she expects💦

Many Different Ways to Eat an Oyster (E, 6.5k) - aziraphale and crowley meet in ancient rome, where crowley admits that he's a virgin. aziraphale sets about putting this to rights immediately🦪

FICLETS, POEMS ETC.

i have waited (M, 0.4k) - poem in which crowley ponders how he has waited for aziraphale over the millennia🕰 Tumblr | AO3

core of a clementine (E, 0,5k) - touch-starved crowley explores the sweet torture of aziraphale's seemingly innocent, mundane actions🍊 Tumblr | AO3

you're so golden (E, 0.9k) - while coupling under cover of night in the garden of eden, crowley discovers that aziraphale has golden stretch-marks. and they aren't the only part of him that's golden...✨ Tumblr | AO3

Only in Dreams (E, 0.5k) - post-season 2 aziraphale pov musings, as he hopes to visit his lover in dreams, if not in the waking world🌫 Tumblr | AO3

Blasphemy (E, 0,4k) - crowley muses about holiness, blasphemy, and how they interact with sex with aziraphale✝️ Tumblr | AO3

Do You Remember? (E, 0.8k) - aziraphale reflects on his first time with crowley - a time in which "they aren't talking" post-season 2💘

Flecks of Stardust (G, 0,2k) - a love poem from aziraphale to crowley🖋 Tumblr | AO3

I Know (E, 0.7k) - crowley reckons he knows exactly how aziraphale wants him... 🌅 Tumblr | AO3

Solitude (G, 0,4k) - supreme archangel aziraphale reminisces on his encounters with crowley through the ages ⌛️ Tumblr | AO3

Please Touch Me (E, 0,5k) - touch-starved crowley reflects on the kind of connection he wants with aziraphale 💭 Tumblr | AO3

[goobtopia]

fuck, chuck, or marry — part two

part one.

based on this, this, and this request.

!! 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!

saltburn!au: reader has taken oliver quick's place, infiltrating the catton family, but they're much better at blending in. farleigh, being the smartest one of them all remains unconvinced. but does he know as much as he thinks he does? or do they have him right where they want him?

warnings: 18+, SMUT, penetrative sex (reader’s gender is not specified), sexual dialogue, nipple play, dom!sub dynamics, dom!reader, sub!farleigh, cussing, kissing

[requests are open]

✰ masterlist ✰

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You’re surprised the feeling of your body perched on top of waist isn’t enough to wake him up so you place a palm behind his ear. It startles him, his eyes wide as he is forced awake and tries to process his surroundings. His guard goes up immediately, “You’re presumptuous.” You don’t think he realizes it but he binds your wrists together in one hand, using the other to run sleep from his eyes.

He hasn’t noticed it yet, no his room is too dark and even with the light of the moon all he can see is a black silhouette, but the only thing you’re wearing is tight underwear that barely cover your bottom. Every where else you are bare and until his eyes adjust to the darkness he will remain oblivious.

You giggle knowing this, and you also giggle at the fact no matter how much Farleigh may act like you burden him he’d never resist your temptation. You saw the way he looked at you in Anthropology. Slowly you whisper calmly, “Earlier, I got the feeling like you were waiting for me to ask you something.” You explain, sliding your hips back so you can move in line with his bulge still evident under the duvet.

He feels friction against the his tip and he groans, pinning your hands against his abdomen so your chest was on display for him not that he’d even registered that yet. “And what makes you think that?” He sneers, not taking his eyes off your face. “You’re gonna have to let me go if you want me to answer you.”

He follows your requests, letting you sit back and display your naked chest to him and this time he could see it. “Good boy, Farleigh.” You coo, planting on hand on his stomach for leverage as you grind down onto his member hard. He whines and you harshly grab his jaw, forcing him to look at you, “You gonna be good for me now Farleigh?”

He gulps, and you release his face expecting an answer but he never responds, “I asked you a question Farleigh.” You lift your hips, reaching down under his covers to palm at his length exposing his desire for you. “Are you going to behave now?” You squeezed him harder to emphasize your words as Farleigh clawed out so he could grab one of your thighs.

“No.” He defies you, as he rolls his hips in search of more. “God you are so desperate.” You marvel, unhanding him as his hips chase you. “Are you going to behave now, Farleigh?” You run a hand up his chest, letting a nail graze over a nipple in his path as he shudders.

“Yes.” He affirms, his voice cracking as his guard disappears and he makes more than just his body vulnerable to you. “So good for me, gonna let me make you feel nice sweetheart? Gonna help me feel nice too?” You‘re almost mocking him but he can’t get enough.

“Mhm please.” He whimpers, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth as he strains against his boxers. Chuckling at him you maneuver around him to take your bottoms off before getting back on top of him. You grab his hand, holding it against your chest as he plays with it and you work on the covers in between you.

He’s grabbing fistfuls of your chest and twisting your nipples softly as he watches you work. Trying to focus, you slide the covers down as you rest on your knees and kick them to the end of the bed. Your fingers tuck themselves into the waistband of his underwear, teasing that line like he is teasing you.

“You want me to put you inside?” You preen yourself on top of him, arching back so he can see the outline of your ass, just so close to meeting your entrance. He nods his head frantically, giving you big eyes as he pleads with them. “Beg me for it.” You demand, studying his features.

You can see his cheeks flare up, the idea embarrasses him and then it excites him and you get to see the change happen in real-time. “Please I can’t fucking take it anymore. Need to be inside you. Need to make you feel good. Want us to come.” He breathes in short bursts with a nasal voice as he ruts his hips up trying to meet you halfway.

You lift your hips just out of reach, as you put your hand on his hip holding it against the mattress. You both pause, he doesn’t know what to expect next because your silent and he’s shocked when he feels his lips against yours. You bring him into a hard, deep, sloppy kiss with clashing teeth and tongues all battling to communicate the feeling of urgency.

He feels your hand reach in and wrap around his length before you line him up with you and sink down onto him. He moans into your mouth letting you feel the vibrations and you pull away watching Farleigh make no attempt at staying quiet like you. Good thing his room was far from anyone else’s.

You move up and down on him cock feeling him hit that spot deep inside you that has you reeling, “Fuck, you feel how nice that is love? Don’t understand why you were so mean to me when this has been here the whole time. Tellin’ me I’m insecure and you’re falling apart when I fuck you.”

You clench around him and his hands fly to guide your hips, annoyed you pry them off you and pin them above his head, “Think I’m gonna let you touch me? No, I think you owe me an apology before you get that.” He rolls his hips up into you in a way so delicious you can’t help but close your eyes and moan. You can’t let him keep pleasing you this good, not yet.

You lift up again, his cock popping out of you as Farleigh rushes to fix it, “Fuck, I’m so so sorry. Should’ve never said shit to you when I needed you so fuckin bad. God, baby, I need you. I need you. Please just let me have you.” He cries as he reassures you just how much he craves the way you feel.

Feeling flattered and kind in that moment you smile at him, sinking back down onto him slowly. “I forgive you, Farleigh. Things don’t have to be like that anymore, could have this whenever we want.” You pick up the pace, Farleigh now aiding you by pushing your hips forward and back along his length as you grinded down onto it.

“Fuck, I wanna feel you forever.” He sighs, throwing his head back in pleasure. “You will, I promise.” You swear to him.

It’s a shame what will become of him in the morning, but for now you cherish your time with Farleigh. You manage to pull two orgasms from him before he drifts off and once you’ve assured he’s in a dead sleep, you make your move. There is a twinge in your stomach that almost feels bad for what you are about to do but you remind yourself he could ruin everything, and it at least spares him from the possibility of a lesser fate that the others you’re fooling are facing by letting you stay.

You’re not hurting him, no, in a way you’re protecting him.

[strandedaylily]

More Chasing Affirmative doodles :] Pebbles with his cool mask

[pengujoon]

WITH ALL OF ME

cont. gojo x reader, fluff. use of my love, just reader being so in love with him. of course they kiss, this is a very soft fic, established relationship!au, intentional lowercase.

a/n. can you tell that im so lovesick for his man. 

song. john legend - all of me

the room was cast in a warm, inviting glow, the soft light of a dozen candles flickering like stars in the night sky. you and satoru had carved out this moment, a space for just the two of you, where the world outside was a distant memory. in this intimate haven, love hung heavy in the air, and your heart swelled with every beat in perfect harmony with his.

satoru sat beside you, his presence filling the room with a magnetic energy that drew you in like a moth to a flame. as you gazed at him, your heart couldn't help but swell with a deep, profound affection. his eyes held the universe within them, a cosmos of secrets and emotions that were yours to explore.

his smile, that mischievous, yet tender smile, was your favourite work of art. it had the power to chase away your worries, to melt your heart, and to ignite a fire of passion within you. when he laughed, it was as if a symphony of joy filled the room, and you couldn't help but be swept away by the melody.

you watched as he reached out, his fingers tracing an invisible path in the air. his voice, soft and filled with warmth, filled the room like a sweet serenade. it was a voice that could lull you to sleep or awaken the deepest desires within your heart.

every line of his face, every curve of his lips, and every spark in his eyes held a story, a story that you cherished, for you were the author of this chapter of his life. his vulnerabilities, his strengths, and his quirks were all part of the tapestry of your love.

satoru's hand found yours, fingers interlacing with a familiarity that sent shivers down your spine. the touch was electric, a connection that transcended words. in that moment, you felt like you were part of something greater, like you were two souls that had found their forever home in each other's arms.

the tenderness in his gaze was enough to make your heart skip a beat. his fingers traced delicate patterns on your hand, a silent language of affection that spoke volumes. every touch was a declaration of love, every caress an affirmation of your bond.

as you leaned in, your lips met his in a kiss that tasted like eternity. it was a kiss that spoke of a love deeper than words, a love that knew no bounds. in that kiss, you poured all your affection, all your desire, and all your dreams.

and as you pulled away, breathless and content, you whispered the words that your heart had been singing since the moment you met him. “i love you, satoru, with all of me.”

“my love.” he looked at you, his gaze unwavering, and in that moment, you knew that his love mirrored your very own. with a smile that held the promise of forever, he replied, “and i love you, with all of me too.”

no other words were needed, for your hearts spoke a language of love that transcended any language of the world. you closed your eyes and leaned in for another kiss, a sweet, tender affirmation of your love.

in the warmth of his embrace, surrounded by the warm, gentle light of the candles, you knew that you were exactly where you were meant to be, living your own love song, a melody that would play in your hearts for all eternity.

the chokehold this man has on me

[bellezaycafe]

Get Your Shit Together - Chapter 7

genre: 2024 and onwards AU, with the 2024 starting grid.

pairing: Romantic!oc x that triangle y’all voted on. Platonic!oc x the whole grid.

warnings: swearing, mentions of physical crimes, discussions about gangs, mentions of bars and alcohol. Besties arguing. talk about the accident in chapter 4.

context: Part 1 and Masterlist…

comments: here’s the Max and Sadie content I promised. I like to reveal details slowly, as you can tell. Also, I’m writing Oscar like he’s a genius because I can see him putting the pieces together before anyone else.

Also, I'm not referring to AlphaTauri as Visa Cash App Racing Bulls or whatever their rumoured name is.

The three time World Driver Champion grumbled as his phone buzzed. He was tired of people texting him. He wanted one day of peace.

Lando: you should have told me

Max: Told you what?

Lando: why sadie disappeared

Max froze and knew his peaceful day was gone. Either Lewis had spilled, which was unlikely, or Lando had found the Australian girl.

Max: Who told you?

Lando: she did

Lando: you should have told me

“Goddamn it, Lando,” he muttered and pulled himself off of his couch.

Max: I take it you found her

Lando: by accident

Lando: but yeah we found her

Max sighed and tapped the call icon. This would go so much faster if he wasn’t wasting time typing.

Lando picked up in two rings.

“Witness fucking protection, Max,” he greeted.

“Is she with you now?” It was the first thing on Max’s mind.

“No.“

He couldn’t see Lando’s face but Max could hear him pacing.

“Lando-“

“Witness protection, Max. Gangs! Attempted assault!” The boy was raging.

But Max picked up the details Sadie had never told him.

“She’s told you more than she did me. What attempted assault?”

Lando didn’t reply as another voice, faint from distance, interrupted them.

“No, I’m not giving you the phone. Go ta- Hey!”

There was a scuffle and Max Fewtrell’s came over the line.

“Max, mate. Can you stop this dumb fuck from doing something stupid?”

“It’s Lando Norris,” the Dutchman commented.

“Yeah, that’s the fucking problem.”

There was more background arguments which had Max impatiently tapping his foot.

“Right, I’ve got the phone now,” came Oscar’s accent. “And you’re on speaker. Do you want me to explain?”

Max grunted an affirmative.

“Right. Sadie works a bar at a restaurant about 45 minutes drive from here. Lando and Max went there for dinner because Daniel said it was good and low key. Lando recognised her, she recognised him. She drove him back to my mums house and apparently ‘explained what she could’ on the way.”

Max could hear irritation in the young Australian’s voice and wondered why he was riled up.

“Okay, and now she’s gone again?”

“Yes,” Lando whined.

“And she left without giving you a way to contact her,” the Dutchman guessed.

“Yes,” Lando grumbled.

“Sadie has our numbers,” Oscar added. “Lando’s and mine.”

“She’ll text you if she wants to.” Max tried to reassure.

“Will she?” Oscar asked.

“I don’t know,” the Dutchman admitted.

“She unpredictable,” Lando observed.

“No shit,” came Max Fewtrell’s voice. “She took your fucking car to the leg for you. If anything is unpredictable, that’s it!”

“Right, I’m going. You three can argue amongst yourselves, but trust me on one thing. Don’t chase her. Sadie is scared and she would rather hurt you than risk herself.”

“I don’t believe that,” Lando stated. “She risked herself for me once. She did it without thinking, she-”

“Lando, she was doing her job.” Max cut him off and he flinched at the harshness of his own voice. “I’m going. Don’t do anything stupid.”

And he hung up.

Then pulled up a contact he hadn’t touched since the beginning of November.

She answered faster than Lando had.

“He called you, didn’t he?” Sadie’s voice was a little distant and Max could hear the road noise. He knew her car had bluetooth and wasn’t concerned.

“Yeah,” Max sighed out the confirmation.

“Did you give him my number?”

The distrust stung.

“I swore that I wouldn’t. Kid, I haven’t even given it to Lewis.”

He heard Sadie sigh.

“Just checking,” she grumbled.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” A lie.

“Kid-“

“Max, I’m 21.”

“Don’t care. You keep lying to me and I’m gonna keep calling you kid.”

Kelly walked into the kitchen, still in her pyjamas despite the late morning. She immediately knew who he was talking to. She raised an eyebrow at him and poured herself a cup of coffee.

Max flicked the phone onto speaker.

“I’m fine, dumbass.”

“You’re not.” But he wouldn’t push, he’d learnt not to.

“I will be.” It was always the same answer, again and again.

“Alright well, check in with me like usual okay?”

Sadie muttered a confirmation but Max knew that she was debating a disappearing act.

“Sadie,” -he hoped using her name would connect with her heart, rather than her fear- “just the check in. You know you don’t have to do more.”

“I know that I don’t have to do anything,” she quipped. It wasn’t a snap, she’d never snapped at Max. “But okay, I’ll text you in December.”

“Thank you.”

“Have a good day, Max.”

Max rolled his eyes. Of course she had already worked out the timezones.

“Have a good night, kid.”

To be fair, he had too.

The call disconnected and Kelly placed her hand on Max’s. It was a silent reassurance that Max appreciated.

“Penelope will finish her TV time soon,” Kelly said as she kissed his cheek.

He snaked a hand around his girlfriend’s waist and drew her close.

“We should go out for lunch,” she added.

“Thank you,” Max said into her lips.

It was a grateful sentiment that held far too many layers for his tired mind.

——$——

December landed while Max was battling it out in Qatar. Oscar had taken Saturday's sprint, again, and fought hard during Sunday's race. The Dutchman had defended through the final four laps, fending off both Australians in cars that shouldn’t have been outperforming the Ferrari’s or Mercedes’.

But Oscar had pulled an impressive P2 for a second year in a row, and Daniel had been all smiles as he'd pulled his AlphaTauri into P3.

But as Max hauled himself out of his hotel bed on Monday morning, thoroughly hungover, he found a text from Sadie.

She'd set her own contact name in his phone.

Ego Crusher: All safe and okay here. I know that Qatar was this weekend, saw that you won. Congrats on another win. Congrats to Oscar for beating your slow ass in the sprint. He's good at keeping you on your toes.

Ego Crusher: I didn't tell you until now because I wanted you to focus on Qatar, but the trial started last Wednesday. Should finish Monday my time. I'll let you know what the result is. This is the last four.

Max hissed out a breath, both at his aching skull and her news. He checked his time in Qatar, 9:30am, and did the mental maths for Melbourne time. Sadie would just starting work, 5:30pm, if she had shifts during the trial.

The Crushed: Thanks for letting me know you're okay. I hope the trial is going well.

The Crushed: I know you said you don't want to leave Australia but if any of those dicks are acquitted I'm sending someone to get you.

He left his phone on the kitchen counter, poured himself a glass of water and contemplated his capacity for the energy of Daniel Ricciardo that day.

Max's phone chimed. He cursed at the sound's affect on his headache and flipped it over.

*new message from Ego Crusher*

So Sadie wasn't at work.

Ego Crusher: Yeah, yeah. You said that already. Tell Kelly I say hi and give P a hug for me when you next see her.

The Crushed: Will do.

The Crushed: Update me.

Ego Crusher: Will do :)

Max flicked his phone onto silent, texted an update to Kelly and went to put it back on the countertop. Before he let it go, it vibrated again.

*new message from Oscar Piastri*

He cursed in Dutch.

Oscar Piastri: I know you're in contact with Sadie. She told Lando and I about the trial back in Melbourne. We haven't heard from her and we're worried.

He swore again.

Max Verstappen: She'd kill me if she knew I told you.

Oscar Piastri: You just confirmed it but okay

Max Verstappen: If I said nothing Lando would try to find her again and then we'd all be worried.

Oscar Piastri: You're not wrong

Max Verstappen: She updated me overnight. Trial is still going but so far so good.

Max Verstappen: How long have you known?

Oscar Piastri: Figured it out after you hung up on Lando in Melbourne. You spoke about her like you knew her.

Oscar Piastri: And thank you.

Max finally set the phone down, sighed and cursed, again. His life had never been simple but he didn't know if it had ever been as complicated as it was since Sadie had appeared.

He had siblings. He had Victoria. He had quite a few of them amongst his father's numerous marriages. And he was familiar with the protectiveness that came with being an older brother, and essentially a step-dad.

But he wasn't quite sure how to protect someone who didn't want his protection. Or wasn't actually his sister.

----$----

I did promise some Sadie and Max. I didn't promise it was going to be sunshine and joy though.

@snubug @cmleitora @izzy-marvel @aquangxl

a few came up with “no blog found” so i hope they worked

[forjongseong]

masterlist for jongseong

code: ❤️‍🔥 smut / 💛 fluff / 💗 suggestive / 💙 angst / 3️⃣ written in 3rd person POV

words of affirmation; bf!jay au (released on May 19, 2022)

summary: you’ve put on a couple of pounds and it bothers you, but your boyfriend is there to remind you that you’re beautiful. // wc: ~1.6k ❤️‍🔥3️⃣

quality time; bf!jay au (released on Jun 9, 2022)

summary: you’re on a date with your boyfriend, and you bump into your ex :/ // wc: ~1.3k 💛💗3️⃣

quiet; bf!jay au (released on Jun 20, 2022)

summary: you're helping your ex with a second opinion while a potential new love interest is waiting for you (or the two of you) right outside... // wc: ~1.2k 💛3️⃣

rolex; bf!jay au (released on Jul 12, 2022)

summary: spending absolute quality time with a potential new love interest... who seems to keep throwing questions that feel like hugs. // wc: ~1.5k 💛3️⃣

favorito; bf!jay au (released on Jul 21, 2022)

summary: you get home from a lovely dinner with your boyfriend's parents, and since you didn't get to order dessert, your boyfriend fixes something for you. // wc: ~2.1k ❤️‍🔥3️⃣

mareado; bf!jay au (released on Jul 28, 2022)

summary: you wake up in your boyfriend's arms after a long night. // wc: ~1.1k 💛💗3️⃣

la boca; bf!jay au (released on Jul 31, 2022)

summary: your boyfriend is back from an overseas schedule and you just can't wait to jump on him. // wc: ~2.4k ❤️‍🔥3️⃣

maybe baby; bf!jay au (released on Aug 4, 2022)

summary: after a pleasant dinner, you invite Jay to stay the night at your place. // wc: ~1.9k 💛💗3️⃣

taste; bf!jay au (released on Aug 13, 2022)

summary: you've been dating for a while and tonight is the night you decide to go for a taste of your boyfriend. // wc: ~2.1k ❤️‍🔥3️⃣

overworked; bf!jay au (released on Aug 18, 2022)

summary: your boyfriend visits you for his off days to find you chasing a deadline. despite this, he chooses to stay and be in your presence to support you. // wc: ~2.6k ❤️‍🔥3️⃣

jealous; bf!jay au (released on Jul 15, 2022)

summary: you attend the party of the year and you're lost because your boyfriend isn't there to keep you company. luckily you've got a surprise waiting at home. // wc: ~3.4k ❤️‍🔥3️⃣

afterglow; bf!jay au (released on Aug 26, 2022)

summary: you come home from dinner with your boyfriend and when you end up arguing, you realize you have met your match. // wc: ~2.9k ❤️‍🔥3️⃣

the archer and his queen; royalty!au, archer!jay (released on Apr 6, 2023)

summary: As reigning queen, your most important task is to produce an heir, but without a king, you must exercise your power to find a worthy man. That man happens to be your kingdom's best archer. // wc: ~8.2k ❤️‍🔥

free fall; secret agents!au, doctor!jay (released on May 1, 2023)

summary: you were tasked to eliminate a target, which should be just another day in your life, but what were you supposed to do when said target was your ex-husband whom you had left months ago? // wc: ~1.3k 💗💙

first mate; pirates!au, quartermaster!jay (released on May 9, 2023)

summary: After the passing of the Captain, you had to mourn in your own way. Your ship's Quartermaster, Jay, showed his concern for you, and it tugged your heart in a way that you never thought could happen. // wc: ~2.3k ❤️‍🔥

bite me; royalty!au, knight!jay (released on June 10, 2023)

summary: a knight stumbles upon your castle, and unlike anyone you have encountered before, this young man seems to have a scent that you somehow cannot resist. // wc: ~6k ❤️‍🔥

the reward; campus!au, student!jay (released on June 12, 2023)

summary: you teach for a living, and you had been picking up tutoring since the extra money wasn’t that bad. most of your meetings consist of essay-writing, mock tests, and speaking exercises; so when Jay became your student, you weren’t expecting the lessons to include rewards. // wc: ~9.5k ❤️‍🔥

pine-fresh; hogwarts!au, slytherin!jay (released on September 17, 2023)

summary: a dash of bickering and a whole lot of miscommunication in Potions class landed you and Slytherin’s Park Jongseong in detention. did you ask for it? no. did you regret it? also, no. // wc: ~4k ❤️‍���

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[wedriftlikelonelyplanets]

WIP Wednesdayyyyyy

(Last lines game, really!)

Another week, another tag game! Please share your last sentence; or, if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea! (OR sketch for your artwork!)

Was tagged by @thelettersfromnoone THANK YOU I APPRECIATE IT SO MUCH WHEN YOU TAG ME IN THIS STUFF BECAUSE I GET TO GO STUPID AND FERAL

Get A Grip Before My Dog is Loose (Lestappen, Vampire!Max AU)

And then there’s a smile curling across Max’s face, predatory and sharp, as he tosses his phone to the side, direct attention turned on Charles. It’s too much. Too much and not enough all at the same time. “You want it?” He asks, his voice low, head tilted. “You want me to chase you? Pin you down? Make you take it?” doesn’t hold back the chuckle escapes as Charles flushes darker, and nods the affirmative. 

Small Talk, Big Love (Charlos, D/s (BDSM) divorce fic) (this is still a working title) Tag Here

Somewhere between Vegas last year, and Australia this year, they lose themselves. Somewhere in that long stretch of time, everything changes. Carlos a little harsher, Charles a little sharper, and Carlos doesn’t know if it’s intentional, or if Charles just can’t help himself. Too competitive, too driven, too willing to push to win that he’ll push everything else away. 

I'm so Lonely and You're the Only One That Knows Me (Landoscar, the negotiation fic)

Lando swats his hand away, gently, picks up the mug himself, tests the heat of the ceramic against his palm before bringing the cup cautiously to Oscar’s lips. It’s a repeat of the action from last night, Lando’s fingers coming up to cup the back of his neck, tilt his head back, tilts the mug, and Oscar takes a small sip, and then another, of the coffee. Warm slide of it settling somewhere in his chest 

Leaving Me Just When I Thought You Were Mine (Charlos, A/B/O with non-traditional dynamics)

Sometimes, he doesn’t know when it became more than just him panting after Charles like a bitch in heat, and instead, him feeling something stronger, stronger, deeper, like some loyalty that’s been instilled into him, like Charles collared him and called him his own. 

ANNND last but not least because I need you all to get snippets of it, I love this one so much and it's kinda been on the backburner for my Landoscar series and also the Charlos Divorce Fic (and NOW the vampire max fic)

The Lestappen Warped Tour AU (Lestappen, Warped Tour 2005)

Charles goes on stage wearing one of Max’s shirts, baggy on him and smelling like Max, and paired with his too-tight skinny jeans, Max wants to devour him. Pulls him off stage the instant Lake Despair's set is done, and they navigate their way through a crush of people. In the first quiet corner they find alone, Max licks at the sweat trickling down his neck, before sucking a mark into his collarbone so that everyone can see that Charles is his.

I don't have a world of people to tag so I'll tag the few followers I have that are writers. No pressure for anyone, I love you all the same. @foggieststars @tommybuckleys ...god i need more friends who are writing WIPs because i feel weird tagging people that i'm not moots with

ANYHOW love u all have a good time

[basketballanonsblog]

Enchanted is the longest thing I have written so far in the Jihyo x angel!reader AU, so I'm gonna split it in two.

TW ⚠️ : mentions of blood, violence, and d***h (including a minor)

Enchanted (Pt.1)

You were shoved against the wall, and while most people would be intimidated, the tall aggressor, you were astonished. He was looking for money, and you scoffed.

Man's greed for any slither of riches never failed to surprise you.

He pressed a blade to your throat in a further attempt to scare you, but you just smirked. It amused you to see the anger in his eyes.

What you weren't expecting was a glass bottle to impact the back of his head, rendering him unconscious. You frowned and crouched to make sure he was still breathing. Damn, you were just starting to have some fun.

"Are you alright?" Her voice was captivating.

"That was reckless."

"Excuse me?"

"He had a weapon, and could've hurt you. I had the situation under control."

"Didn't look like it to me." She mumbled.

"Are you going to keep your hood up the entire time, or is my rescuer's identity going to remain a secret?"

She revealed herself, and for a moment, time stood still. She was beautiful.

"The name's y/n."

"Jihyo."

After that, when time and duty would allow, you would see her. It was refreshing, spending time with someone who wasn't your sibling. You enjoyed the friendship you shared, but you weren't naive.

Within two years, you, an angel, were falling in love with a human.

~x~

Jihyo was being chased, falsely accused of stealing. She tripped, but you landed before her, wings out and all before she got caught.

You carried her to a secluded area, where she stumbled out of your arms in shock and fear.

"Jihyo, please." You implored. "Don't be afraid, I'm still me."

"Yes, but with wings and the capability to fly."

You explained the truth of what you were, which calmed her down. She promised that this wouldn't cause a rift, lifting the weight off your shoulders.

She took it surprisingly well, but you broke a fundamental rule, something that she would soon learn.

It was dark when she saw the shape of wings. She called out your name, thinking it was you. Jihyo tensed when someone else stepped out of the shadows.

The stranger stared at first before speaking.

"What makes you so special?

"I'm sorry?"

"My sister knows we shouldn't reveal our nature to mortals. Yet, not only did she tell you, she showed you her wings."

"Remiel, what are you doing here?" You rushed there once you learned your sister had gone to earth.

"Nothing significant, I was curious."

She vanished after that, and you held her close.

"Did she hurt you Jihyo?"

"No." A sigh of relief escaped.

"But she told me something."

"What?"

"She said you're not supposed to reveal what you are to humans."

"She's right."

"So why tell me?"

"Because you deserve the truth."  She rested against your shoulder.

"I didn't realise I meant that much to you."

Don't say it.

"Why is your heart suddenly beating out of control?"

Don't say it.

"Y/n?"

Say it.

"Jihyo, I love you." She snapped her head up. All she found was sincerity in your eyes. This was the first time you had shown vulnerability.

How astonishing, she thought. That a powerful being would reciprocate her feelings when you could have anyone you wanted. There was so much she wanted to say, but she struggled to begin.

The only option was to kiss you. Both of you affirmed your love, over and over again, well into the hours of the night.

~x~

It had been a while since Jihyo ran away from you. Any time outside of work was spent sulking in bed; and you certainly hadn't slept well since. That was obvious, based on the dark circles under your eyes.

"Heard anything?"

"No, Lucifer. I'm giving her space like she wanted."

"Oh, c'mon. The y/n I know would be irrepressible. Have you been keeping up with what the group is doing?" He began typing on his phone.

Lucifer took the lack of response as a no. He went wide-eyed for a split second, making you frown.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"We both know you don't lie, so whatever you saw, just spit it out." He showed an article. The top picture wasn't super clear, but you recognised her car, and the title made you freeze.

'Is Park Jihyo dating Kang Daniel?'

You faced the wall, curling into yourself and hiding under the covers.

"Sis-"

"For once, Lucifer, would you please leave me alone."

He sighed with remorse, leaving you to your heartbreak.

~×~

"We're not dating. The article was exaggerating."

Her members kept asking her about the rumours every five minutes. It was tiring.

"Does y/n know that?"

"No."

"When was the last time you spoke to her?"

"Three months ago." A chorus of 'what?!' Made her flinch.

"Did you guys fight?" Sana asked.

"No, but it's complicated."

"But considering it's all over the internet, there's no way y/n hasn't heard about it."

Jihyo knew they were right, and that intensified the feeling of guilt.

"Just you?" She heard you murmur. "Like you aren't the reason my heart beats every day. As if I wouldn't move the heavens and earth for you."

If it wasn't for the situation, she would've asked if you meant what you whispered that night.

~x~

Damn it. Getting chocolate was a good idea at the time, but from the minutes you were in the store, the weather decided to do a 180. Of course, you didn't bring an umbrella.

Halfway home, you saw Jihyo. Sure, she was being discreet, but you would recognise that hoodie anywhere.

Her head turned, and your eyes locked.

"Jihyo!" He called out, and that was enough of a distraction, as she turned to him. You were gone when she looked your way again.

You sat on the roof of your apartment building. In your loneliness, the bitter rain became a friend; as always.

Finally, the tasks were completed. Cuddles with your girlfriend were your main source of motivation these days. It was usually Lucifer who would pester you, but today, it was someone else.

"Azrael? It's unusual to see you in this neck of the woods."

"Y/n, what's the name of your significant other?" Even the mention of her brought a smile to your face.

"Jihyo. Why?" The other angel's expression turned sombre.

"I'm sorry, y/n." It clicked after a second, and you got a chill down your spine.

"No. You stay away from her." You attempted to jump and stop them, but your sibling had already disappeared.

You travelled down to earth at breakneck speed, but it was too late. The knife had been pulled out.

"Jihyo!" Thunder and lightning danced along the sky, as you grabbed the man from behind, and threw him away. You'd deal with him later.

The blood wouldn't stop, regardless of what you did to lessen it.

"I'm here now, love. I'm sorry I couldn't be here sooner. I'm going to get you help." You got ready to fly, but she weakly grasped your arm.

"I'm not going to make it, y/n."

"Don't say that. It's not too late." Your voice quivered, but she smiled at you.

"Shhh. It's okay, y/n. Our time together in this lifetime may have been cut short, but I know you'll find me again in the next."

Jihyo kissed you before wiping your tears as best she could.

"I love you, my angel."

"I love you."

She continued smiling as her eyes fluttered shut and she went limp.

"Jihyo?...Jihyo!"

Silence.

You desperately sobbed, gently rocking her body.

"No, please, please. Please. Don't leave me."

The heavens opened, and the rain was unforgiving. You kept her dry with your wings as a shield.

Azrael approached, and you trembled.

"Please, not yet. Spare me this moment before you take her soul away.

"I'm sorry, y/n." Never in a million years did they think you would be on the receiving end of the angel of death's task.

Four days later, you were kneeling in front of her grave. You couldn't bear to touch the cold stone. There was a harsh finality if you were to do that.

Your heart was unprepared for this hellish reality. You bowed until your head was touching the ground and sobbed ceaselessly.

"I am so sorry, my love."

~x~

Jeongyeon, Sana, Dahyun, and Lucifer observed you in concern.

Lucifer would never turn down the chance for drinks, and the three members were the only ones available to accompany you.

You were already tipsy when they arrived and showed no signs of slowing down. They forced you to stay put after your several attempts of going around the bar singing.

In other circumstances, they would let you run free, but they knew you were hurting. You told your brother, who in turn told the others what you saw.

"Maybe it's time to stop, y/n."

"Since when did my brother, the night club owner, become the alcohol police?"

"Drinking isn't going to help you forget about Jihyo." You clasped your hand over his mouth.

"Let me stop you right there, bro. If she's happy with him, then I am happy for her. I'm not gonna lie and say it doesn't hurt, but you know, years from now if they decide to marry and have a family of their own, then I'll still be happy for them."

The longer you spoke, the more your tone dampened.

Sana wrapped an arm around your shoulders. "Are you okay?"

"Totally." Even as a blubbering mess, you kept drinking. Lucifer snatched the glass away, making you angry.

"Hey, that's mine!" You took a swing at him but failed. Instead, it sent you falling into the chair and table.

The four of them dragged you outside after apologising on your behalf. You quickly passed out against Dahyun on the way home.

Your brother sighed, glancing at you through the rear view mirror.

"I'm worried about her. For the past week, she's been doing this. It's not healthy."

You kept flickering into a frown. Even in sleep, you were troubled.

"My sister loves her." No surprise for anyone in the car. "It's my fault y/n is like this. My intention wasn't malicious, but I forced her hand into telling Jihyo something personal."

You whimpered, and the idol trio knew what they had to do.

"Then it's time to fix it."

~x~

"The three of you are back early. Did you get bored?"

"Not exactly, but there's someone for you."

Lucifer peered around the corner, and his presence made Jihyo nervous yet disappointed. She hoped it would be you.

"I need to talk to you."

"I can't."

"Please, even for a few minutes."

They sat in the park opposite their residence. It might have looked odd, a man dressed in a suit sitting on swings next to an idol.

"I'm not going to hurt you if that makes you feel any better. Not like I could anyway, y/n would kill me."

His attempt to lighten the mood wasn't well received.

"I'm sorry, Jihyo, for what you saw that day. I forced my sister to tell you something she wasn't ready to say. Now look what happened."

"Is she okay?" Concern spiked inside.

"No. She hasn't been herself for the past few months. When she's not at work, then she's hiding in her room or at the bar. As of late, alcohol has been her friend, and I'm afraid she'll end up hurting herself. She misses you. "

"I miss her too. It's just a lot to process."

"I understand. But just so you know, she cares about you deeply. Everything she does is all for you. Just consider it, she's working tomorrow."

He left her alone then, leaving Jihyo a lot to think about.

~x~

You were in the nursery, checking over the newborns. It was an aspect of your job that you loved.

You wanted to protect their innocent hearts, especially from the cruelty of the world.

"For the hundredth time, Lucifer, you shouldn't be here."

"How -"

"I'm your older sister. Of course I know." Plus the overwhelming scent of aftershave. "Seriously, brother, they're vulnerable. I don't want you potentially infecting any of them."

"I'll go in a minute, but I want to talk about last night."

"I've thought about it, Lucifer. If she's happy with someone else, then I'll let her go."

"What?!" He accidentally startled one of the babies, making them cry. You took them in your arms and gently rocked them back to sleep while glaring at him.

"Sorry. But seriously, are you going to give up just like that? After everything you did so, Jihyo would be brought back?"

You turned sullen.

"A second chance didn't necessarily mean another chance with me. I asked Father to bring her back, and he did. I won't be selfish "

"You're trying to be righteous again. This is anything but selfish. Listen to me, I have never seen anyone love another person, the way you love Jihyo. So please, y/n choose your happiness too."

"But -"

"No, look." He turned you around, and you saw her. She heard everything.

She ran to you once you were a few feet away. Holding her felt right, like you were home.

"The article. It's not true." She muttered.

"Y/n I lo-"

A commotion from the waiting area caught your attention. You ran there, only to see a man waving around a gun. Jihyo stood behind, clutching your arm.

"Do you trust me, Jihyo?"

"Most assuredly." You smiled.

"Don't be scared." You stepped out of her hold, approaching him. He was carrying an infant.

"I need a doctor. My son isn't breathing!" You sprung into action.

"Can you explain what happened?"

"He wouldn't stop crying, and I just wanted him to be quiet."

You tried to find a pulse, but there was none.

"How long has he been unresponsive?"

"Two hours." Damn it.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. Your son has passed away." The man started crying, and your heart filled with pity. But that changed when you heard him mumbling about he didn't mean to press the pillow down so hard.

This was something you couldn't ignore.

You instructed Jihyo to call the police but he didn't like that.

"It was an accident!" He shouted.

"And due to the circumstances, I have an obligation to report it as what you have done is a crime."

"Then I'll bring her down with me." He pulled the trigger, with Jihyo being in the line of fire.

In your eyes, time slowed down. Before the bullets could reach their target, you jumped to shield her.

The excruciating pain made you collapse.

"Y/n!" Lucifer became furious. He easily crushed the gun, crimson eyes ablaze, frightening the man.

"Lucifer, she's hardly breathing!"

Your colleagues took you away and whisked you into the operating rooms.

The love of your life and brother could only look on helplessly.

Tbc...

[levelofyoureye]

“I moved down to the States just to train for Torino, and then I found out I could never skate again. Now my husband doesn’t care about me, and my firstborn son hates me.”

Regulus doesn’t deny that statement. “I’m sorry, maman,” he responds instead, taking a step towards his mother.

She faces him now, and he thinks he might throw up as he sees the look on her face. He’s just realized where she was going with this the entire time, and it takes everything within him not to run. “It’s okay. I have you.”

His heart racing, he forces a smile onto his face, offering her a nod of affirmation.

It isn’t enough. For his mother, nothing ever is. She will always be chasing more—just like she did at the Olympics. “You don’t hate me, do you?”

Chapter 9 of my James Potter hockey player/Regulus Black figure skater AU is posted! This chapter’s focused a lot on Walburga Black and her backstory, and I actually think this might be my favorite chapter I’ve written so far :) Brace yourselves for lots of angst lol