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helloliriels · 2 years ago

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MORE CRACK IS POSTING!!! AHHHH!!!!

Crack a Smile & Crack the Case - both updates to Mrs. Hudson's Crack Brew! by @chriscalledmesweetie 🔥🍷🎄

The Picture of Baker Street Gay - by @helloliriels My coup de grace for the Crack Fic Challenge! 'The painter stepped back ... It was … perfect. Like they would there … Side-by-side at Baker Street, forever...' 🖼️🎨🖌️

Animal Magnetism - by @peanitbear Otter Sherlock and Hedgehog John find each other. Will Hawk Jim keep them apart? (feat. gifted cover art by Allsovacant on AO3! woot!) 🦦🦔🦅

All I Want For Christmas (Is Proof) - by @raina-at Sherlock and John go undercover at a Christmas party in a gay club. In costume. Things... escalate. 💋🎁🎀

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Skittles by FawnHickory - Part 2 of the Skittles series! 🍬🍭🍫

Do Not Microwave Him! by FawnHickory - Part 1 of the Skittles series! 🍬🍭🍫

Dinner Jackets & Deception by trillian_jdc- Mycroft Holmes and Greg Lestrade are spies, sent to gather information from a target through seduction if necessary, but they find each other a bit of a distraction. 🍬🍭🍫

In Another Life by RiTheBiGuy_TileyTMR- My submission for the year of the crack fic challenge so enjoy. Also this just gets so ridiculous so yeah I have no idea how to prepare you all for that … 🍬🍭🍫

Love Potion No.9 by helloliriels - Sherlock pretends to be under the spell of a love potion to hit on John and see how he takes it? In which, Sherlock Holmes is a shy genius. And Mike & Molly are good wingmen. 🍬🍭🍫

Did You Steal My Penis? by FawnHickory- John is trying to have a nice cup of tea when Sherlock has a small crisis. 🍬🍭🍫

Love At First Bite by Fluffbyday_Smutbynight - “It’ll be fun,” Mike had said. Recently discharged John Watson has an… interesting night out. 🍬🍭🍫

Snow Angels, Baker Street Style by FawnHickory - John discovers a hole in Greg’s life experiences and remedies it rather creatively. 🍬🍭🍫

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A recipe for laughter on every chapter!

Vegetables by FawnHickory - Sherlock is accidentally exposed to a hallucinogenic substance. The comparisons his mind makes are interesting. 🍬🍭🍫

Sherlock Needs a Doctor … For His Writing by trillian_jdc - Sherlock tries writing up some of his own cases, but he needs some medical advice. Perhaps Mycroft knows a candidate? 🍬🍭🍫

Birdie Sitting! by FawnHickory - Part 3 of the Skittles series! 🍬🍭🍫

Zing and You’ll Miss It! by Raina_at - Every year, the monster community meets at Halloween for a big party. Sherlock is bored out of his mind as usual, when suddenly a handsome human stumbles into the monster party. 🍬🍭🍫

Do Not Download the Souls! by helloliriels - Sherlock ‘on-the-side-of-the-angels’ Holmes was not supposed to be a detective … John Hamish Watson was not supposed to be dead … We all have bad days. (WIP) 🍬🍭🍫

So You’re Like Me by Yuliares - The sun is going down, and John Watson is standing in front of a looming mansion with a delivery for one Sherlock Holmes. (aka “Homosexula” Twitter crack) 🍬🍭🍫

CPR by MutedSilence - Sherlock sings CPR by CupcakKe when he’s alone. What can he say, it’s catchy. 🍬🍭🍫

It Happens For Good by hey_there_buddy - “John, have you-” ... John stared at Sherlock, his blue eyes boring into the detective’s calculating one, waiting for Sherlock to finish the sentence. Which Sherlock never finished. 🍬🍭🍫

No matter the chase, it’s you by my side by Yuliares - “Jesus Christ!” yells John, nearly spilling his hot mug of tea over his lap. He glares as Sherlock bursts into the room. “What is it now?” ... “It’s Valentine’s day,” hisses Sherlock, stabbing the mantlepiece, face scrunched up in disdain. 🍬🍭🍫

A Tooth For A Traumatic Experience by MutedSilence - Sherlock loses a tooth and learns about the tooth fairy. 🍬🍭🍫

Speak Now! by Raina_at - Now is not the time to say something … Last chance. Make up your mind, Holmes! 🍬🍭🍫

I Will Go Down With This Ship! by helloliriels - Their ship was sinking. John & Sherlock hold each other. (yes, I rewatched Titanic) 🍬🍭🍫

Duet by PlantsAreNeat - Intimacy can be measured by how comfortable one feels with another person, even at moments when perhaps, one should feel embarrassed. 🍬🍭🍫

Why Are You Hiding In The Dark? by FawnHickory - Fill for a Tumblr prompt! Dialogue prompt “…Why are you hiding in the dark?” 🍬🍭🍫

Mrs. Hudson’s Crack Brew! by ChrisCalledMeSweetie - Mrs. Hudson is beginning to regret the part she played in bringing Sherlock and John together. Not to put too fine a point on it, those boys are LOUD. Can she find a way to make things better? Or will she only make them worse? It all depends on your perspective… 🍬🍭🍫

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit! by helloliriels - John wakes up next to Sherlock and isn't sure if this is real? 🍬🍭🍫

Sherly Boner and Jammy Hotson Investigate the Threatened Queens by MutedSilence - Sherlock never expected John Watson to be a great Drag Queen. He will have John in his bed by the end of the night - consensually of course. 🍬🍭🍫

I Love Lamp by helloliriels - It was a ridiculous whim … buying the lamp. And Sherlock just might lose his mind, trying to unlock it’s secrets … 🍬🍭🍫

What's Under the Kilt? by trillian_jdc - Mycroft and Greg think a kilt might make fooling around easier. I think they're right. 🍬🍭🍫

Uncover My (S)mouldering Heart by Asterisko - The mould in 221C might not be what it seems. 🍬🍭🍫

Human Urges by topsyturvy_turtely - John hated it. He utterly and truly hated it. He despised himself for it. It was going on his nerves. In fact it annoyed the fucking SHIT out of him. That stupid, always present, torturing urge to be kissed! 🍬🍭🍫

Sherlock’s Secret Laboratory Journal by meet_me_in_samarra - What does a helplessly pining but absolutely clueless Sherlock do in order to woo an oblivious John? He turns to the internet for advice on the art of seduction and notes the experiments in his secret laboratory journal … 🍬🍭🍫

At the Umbrella Shop by trillian_jdc - Mycroft visits the umbrella shop, where an attractive, silver-haired man is working. 🍬🍭🍫

Mind Palace Dream Tour by Yuliares - Even before his deployment—and the insomnia—John Watson had never been a dreamer. So it’s quite a shock when John’s head hits the pillow and he finds himself standing in the middle of an immense foyer, marble columns arching high over his head. 🍬🍭🍫

Gargoyles by trillian_jdc - Greg needs to reveal his secret -- he's a werewolf -- to Mycroft before they get any closer. Only Mycroft's got a secret of his own. 🍬🍭🍫

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smileysuh · 4 years ago

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the dragon

🌙 staring. Lucas x afab!Reader

🔮 synopsis. Your best friend, Ten, moved away to follow his career in dancing. A year later, you join him in the big city and he introduces you to all his new friends, including the rag tag group of guys he lives with. One of them stands out, especially since you’re introduced to him after he wins an underground boxing match.

cw/tw. Lucas smokes, wayv drinks booze, Lucas is an underground/illegal boxer, unprotected sex, sex in a car, sex in a bathroom, fingering, degradation, choking, spanking, marking, jealousy, sneaking around, etc..

👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 6k

🍭 aus. bad boy/underground boxer!Lucas, non idol au, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. updated note- it's half way through 2023 and we still don't have any pictures of Lucas's dragon tattoo.

“Why do they call him The Dragon and not The Lion?” You asked, watching the man who’d just pulled off his shirt and entered the ring from the other side, your eyes fixed on the tattoo that roared across his ribs.

“Because that name,” and arm moved around your shoulders, “is taken,” the man looking down at you was gorgeous, almost as gorgeous at the dude your friend had dragged you here to watch, “Hi, Yuta, but you can call me The Lion if you like it better.”

“Stop hitting on her.” Ten groaned, grabbing your arm and attempting to pull you away from the man who had joined your group, “why are you even here? Shouldn’t you be off stalking Winwin or Mark?”

“Mark is with Johnny.” Yuta said coldly and Ten narrowed his eyes. Ten had invited Johnny to come with the two of you, and he’d been busy, now you knew why.

Ten quickly looked back to the makeshift fighting ring, “They call him The Dragon,” he told you, nudging your side, “because of his back.”

The man in the ring turned, revealing a massive dragon tattoo on his back as he spoke to the three young looking ‘coaches’ who were busy hyping him up. You recognized Hendery right away, he was hard to miss, and as if Ten had read your mind he said the name out loud, pointing to the man in question, then to “Yangyang and Xioujun.” Three of his roommates, although you’ve never been invited over.

“How is your frat house of a home? Still getting noise complaints?” Yuta asked suddenly.

Ten rolled his eyes, “better than your tenth-floor garbage dump, still no bed sheets huh?”

“We have bed sheets.” Yuta insisted, but the meekness in his voice made you question it. Before Ten could rip into the Japanese man anymore, the fight began, drawing all the attention in the room.

You took in The Dragon’s form, basking in his glory for the first time that night. He was big, around six feet tall. His shoulders were broad, and the two animal tattoos, both predators and symbols of power in their own right, somehow added to the aesthetic of him.

You knew he would win. There was a mischievous glint in his eye, and he bit his lip when he concentrated, smirking like a gloating frat boy any time he got a good hit in. And his hits were absolutely devastating, making your stomach lurch with each harsh impact, even as the crowd roared with blood lust.

His style was all about power, but he still had some grace behind his movements, as if he was a dancer like the man next to you. You wondered if Ten ever forced The Dragon to dance with him in their ‘frat house’ as Yuta had called it.

You’d been friends with Ten your whole life, but he’d moved away to start a prestigious career as a dancer. A year later, you’d joined him, and now here you were. You hadn’t expected Ten’s roommate to be an underground boxing champion, but you also hadn’t expected Hendery, who had crashed your second hang out when you’d met Ten outside his apartment building, and gawked at you the whole time.

When The Dragon landed a final blow, the crowd erupted, not caring for the man crumpled on the ground with blood all over his face. The Dragon’s smile was beautiful as he held both hands up, basking in the glory of it all.

“Don’t think about it.” Ten said, leaning into your side, “he’s bad news.”

“He’s your roommate, he can’t be that bad.” you pointed out.

“A guy can be my roommate, doesn’t mean he’s good enough to date my best friend.” Ten answered, linking his arm with yours, “come on, let’s go, you can meet all of them.” then his eyes moved to Yuta, “aren't your other friends here?”

“It’s not my fight night.” Yuta said, “but Winwin should be around here somewhere right?”

Ten groaned, also grabbing the man who had referred to himself as The Lion, “he’ll be in the back with the others, come on.”

Ten weaved his way through the crowd, finding crevasses to fit through, and people moved out of Yuta’s way, he obviously had a reputation. You made sure to keep yourself in their wake, allowing them to lead you through the building they obviously knew well.

Cool night air hit your face as the three of you stepped into an alley behind the warehouse. The alley was mostly deserted, but three cars were haphazardly parked. Two jeeps and a truck.

The three ‘coaches’ were all sat on the end of the truck, having a makeshift celebration. The Dragon had his back to you, and he’d put on a shirt, but you could still recognize the heavy set of his shoulders. There were two other men you didn’t recognize, but Yuta did, yelling “Winwin!” and gaining the attention of the regal looking man who stood next to The Dragon.

All eyes turned to the three of you, Winwin separating to accept Yuta’s hug before the two of them stepped to the side, beginning to whisper about something you would rather have not eavesdropped on.

“It’s Y/N!” Hendery beamed, leaping off the bed of the truck to approach you.

“Hendery!” you said, trying to sound enthusiastic about the man who engulfed you in an oddly warm hug.

“So you’re the girl Ten’s been hiding from us.” one of the men said, smiling softly, “I’m Kun.” he held out a hand for you to shake, and you appreciated the formality of it.

You’d heard about Kun, who Ten had sometimes referred to as ‘daddy Kun’ because he was their ‘house daddy’, which, you’re sure, just meant he did all the cleaning and tried to take care of the other crazy roommates.

Yangyang and Xioujun introduced themselves, offering small smiles. You could tell they both had a lot of energy, but they were keeping themselves well behaved. You wondered if Ten threatened them.

Finally, your eyes landed on The Dragon. You’d heard Ten mention his name a few times but you couldn’t remember it.

He had a cigarette in one hand, and a beer in the other, his dark eyes watching you. He exhaled smoke, putting the cigarette between his lips so he had a free hand so he could shake yours, following in Kun’s footsteps, “Lucas.” he said gruffly, and you assumed that it was his name.

You liked the way he spoke while still holding the little death stick between his lips, which were, in their own right, gorgeous.

Ten nudged your side and you remembered his warning, you quickly turned your attention back to him, and he began to speak, “Yangyang, grab her a beer.”

The youngest man rolled his eyes but trudged to the truck, pulling a can out of a cooler and bringing it over to you. Yangyang seemed nice enough, and if you weren’t already squished between Hendery and Ten, you might have wanted to talk to him more.

Hendery had many questions for you, keeping your focus mostly on him for the better part of an hour. Your little group of three moved to sit in the bed of the truck as the rest of the group did their own things, Lucas finishing at least three cigarettes that you could see. You wondered what had him so stressed.

The first sensations of sleepiness soon began to sweep over your body and you leaned against Ten, resting your head on his shoulder. “Tired?” he asked, always able to read you.

You nodded, swirling the beer can in your hand, it had had a part in making your drowsy.

“You can come sleep over at our place!” Hendery suggested, “Ten and I share a room, but you can have my bed and I can take the couch-”

“Thank you-” you said, “But, Ten and I have slept in the same bed quite a few times, so I don’t mind that if you don’t,” you looked at your best friend and he shrugged.

“Up to you if you want Hendery in the room while you’re sleeping or not.” Ten pointed out.

You looked at Hendery and took in the softness of his eyes, in that moment you decided he was a good person. You nodded, “i don’t mind.”

The smile that formed on Hendery’s face was nearly blinding, “sleep over!” he screamed.

“Sleep over?” Yangyang and Xioujun both echoed in turn, running up to the truck, “with pretty girl?” Yangyang asked, making a cute face at you that had Ten groaning and you laughing.

“She’s not a toy,” Ten pointed out, “calm down puppy.”

“Do we have enough snacks?” Hendery asked, nearly buzzing out of his skin.

“We can get some.” Kun called.

“We’re going to McDonalds.” Lucas announced from where he was standing with Winwin and Yuta. When he pulled out car keys and began walking towards the truck, you weren’t surprised. Of course he’d be the one with the big car.

“Hendery, Y/N and I will go to the store and get some snacks,” Ten said, pulling out the keys to his jeep as he eyed the three remaining men, “meet you guys back at the house?”

Kun nodded, gathering up Xioujun and Yangyang like ducklings and herding them towards their car.

Hendery got into the back seat of Ten’s jeep, allowing you shotgun, although he did sit in the middle and poked his head up between the two of you the majority of the ride.

As the three of you were pulling up to the store Hendery let out a loud sigh, “sooo.... are you single?”

Hendery and Ten were fast asleep when you woke up, and you were very thankful for that. As soon as you’d all arrived at their place, the notion of sleep had been long forgotten. Kun had gone to bed at a semi reasonable time, leaving you with Ten, Xioujun, Yangyang and Hendery.

It had been loud to say the least.

Lucas and Winwin hadn’t come home, at least, not that you’d seen. They probably wouldn’t have added much fun to the impromptu movie night sleep over. Not that you had anything against either man, you didn’t know them, but they’d both seemed cold, at least colder than the rest of the group.

You slowly got out of bed, careful not to wake Ten, who needed the sleep. Tiptoeing to the door, then shutting it behind you, you tried to remember where the bathroom was. You probably looked like a mess and wanted to at least have some water to wash away the boozy scent of the night before.

The bathroom was empty when you finally found it, and you softly shut the door, deciding not to lock it since you were just going to get some water and wash your face, not that you thought anyone else would be awake any time soon.

As you made yourself semi presentable, your mind wandered back to the night before. try as you might, Lucas seemed to dominate your thoughts, even though you attempted to push him away.

Tattoos were fascinating, and the massive dragon on his back had been a piece of art. You kind of wanted to see it up close, but you doubted Lucas would let you.

Just as you were able to push the thoughts of the tall man from your mind, the door to the bathroom opened and the devil himself stood there.

He was shirtless, dressed only in a loose pair of sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips.

The pair of you froze like deer in headlights, both of you just taking in each other.

You were in a shirt Ten had given you to sleep in, and although it was big, you were still aware of the coolness of air touching your bare legs. But you could barely think about it before your eyes narrowed in on the bruising on Lucas’s body.

The night before had been dark, the alley not well lit, and it had been easy enough to miss the mark forming on his jaw. But now, in the light of the bathroom, the purple bruise stood out, and his busted lip had swollen slightly. His torso had a few marks from where the other man had landed punches, and you wondered if it hurt Lucas to be moving.

“I-”

“You-”

You both stopped talking, shutting your mouths to let the other speak. Lucas finally sighed, “forgot you slept over.”

“Sorry,” you apologized, feeling your skin begin to flush with embarrassment. Not that you’d been caught doing something wrong, but being under Lucas’s intense gaze made you feel small and vulnerable.

Lucas leaned against the doorway, crossing his big arms over his chest as he looked at you. You looked around for a towel to wipe your hands on, they were wet from you having used them as a cup to get water from the tap, but there was no towel. You rubbed your hands on your shirt, eager to get out of Lucas’s way.

“That’s my shirt you know.” Lucas said, his voice low and gravely. He’d obviously just woken up.

“It is?!” Your head snapped up, panic setting in for real this time, “Ten gave it to me-”

“Of course he did.” Lucas chuckled.

You were stricken by how much a smile could change his demeanour. One moment he was The Dragon, and the next he was a happy big puppy.

You weren’t sure what to say.

“Give me my shirt back.” Lucas stated suddenly.

“What? Now?” your brows furrowed in confusion.

A moment went by, then Lucas waved his hand, “I’m joking,” you saw the micro action though, the small wince when he moved his hand, and your eyes went to his knuckles, which were bloody and bandaged.

“Are you... are you okay?” you asked, taking in all of the injuries together. He must have felt like death.

He hummed low in his throat, nodding, “I’ve had worse.”

You frowned at that, part of you not wishing the man in front of you to feel pain.

“Did you have fun last night?” Lucas asked, shocking you with how talkative he was being after not speaking to you the night before.

You nodded quickly, “yeah, everyone here is really nice-”

“Too nice.” Lucas cut you off, “let Hendery down nicely, okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“He’s into you.” Lucas pointed out nonchalantly, as if he wasn’t breaking the bro code.

“And you want me to let him down?” you looked at him with confusion, “he seems nice-”

“He’s not your type.” Lucas shrugged.

“And you know me that well huh?” you narrowed your eyes at him.

Lucas nodded, “of course I do. You’re easy to read.”

“Oh really?” you challenged him, immediately regretting it when he squared his shoulders and stepped into the bathroom, foot shutting the door behind him.

You took a step back and Lucas smirked, moving forward as you moved back until you hit the wall with nowhere else to go. Lucas continued to encroach into your space, forcing you to tilt your head up to keep his gaze, “look at you,” he breathed, “such a good girl for me,” one of his hands landed on the wall next to your head and you swallowed thickly, subconsciously licking your lips, an action he definitely noticed.

“So dirty too,” he nearly cooed, leaning in so you could feel his breath on your neck, “letting your best friends roommate corner you like this, especially since Hendery the puppy followed you around all night, what would he think if he walked in right now hmm?”

You couldn’t find your voice, and you managed to stutter “I-” eyes darting to the door then back to Lucas. His eyes were a gorgeous deep brown that had you swooning.

“Tell me what you want kitten,” Lucas said, moving closer to you again. You turned your face to the side but all that did was expose your neck, allowing Lucas to tease the shell of your ear, “want me to fuck you on the sink baby? Give the boys something real nice to wake up to huh? Or would you be a good girl and stay quiet for me?”

You whimpered at his words and Lucas’s teeth nipped your ear lobe, sending shivers through your spine.

“Last night-” you begin to say, ready to attempt to call him out for being cold to you.

“Last night Ten was around, but he’s not here now is he?”

You shook your head, “he said you’re bad news.”

“What do you think?” Lucas pulled back to look at you, his other hand moving to cage you in completely, palms flat on the wall on either side of you.

You looked between his dark eyes and his beautiful lips, even though his bottom one was a bit puffy from the fight, he was still the prettiest man you’d ever seen. You wondered if kissing him would hurt him, you wondered if he’d mind.

“I think-” before you could finish your sentence, there was a knock at the door, and you nearly jumped out of your skin.

“Y/N?” Ten’s voice called.

“Just a second!” you responded, eyes darting to Lucas who was still caging you. You quickly moved under his arm, escaping his cage, but he grabbed your hand as you attempted to escape, pulling you back to his bare chest.

“This isn’t over,” he warned you.

“Tonight,” you said, “I’m free tonight.”

Lucas took a moment to look at your face, then he nodded, releasing you, “tonight, the bar down the street.”

“I know it.” you nodded, “eight.”

Lucas scoffed at the fact you’d put a time on it, but he didn’t bother arguing. You went to the bathroom door, slipping out into the hallway while keeping Lucas out of Ten’s view. “Are you okay?” Ten asked, “you look... weird.”

“i’m fine,” you assured him, “just warm.”

Your skin was still burning from where Lucas’s breath had caressed it, and part of you hoped the sensation never went away.

“Lucas-″ You weren’t sure if you were trying to get his attention, or simply moaning, but when you tugged on his bleached strands, he pulled away from your neck to look at you.

“What?” HIs pupils were blown and he was nearly panting, having been too wrapped up in kissing you to take a breath.

You looked around for a moment, taking in the bar bathroom the two of you found yourselves in.

Lucas smirked, reading your mind, “Aw, princess isn’t used to be dirty huh?” he cupped your face, long fingers threading into your hair as he moved closer. His body pressed yours back against the door, leg moving between yours, “ride my thigh baby.”

“Or what?” you asked, looking up at him with a challenging gaze.

His fingers suddenly wrapped around your throat, effectively shutting you up, “or you don’t get to cum.”

You swallowed thickly, one hand grabbing at Lucas’s wrist, the other twisting in his shirt as your hips began to move. “Look at me.” Lucas commanded, fingers tightening on your throat again.

You forced your eyes open, looking at Lucas’s gorgeous face as you road his thigh. Your dress had moved up, exposing your pretty lace panties, which were the only thing between you and Lucas’s jean clad thigh.

The friction had you moaning, pouting at Lucas who decided to be nice and press his lips against yours. You let him dominate your mouth as your hips found their own pace, building up your orgasm until you were panting against Lucas’s lips.

“Gonna cum baby?” Lucas asked, fingers pushing your neck so your head was back against the door, stilling your body.

“Yes, Lucas, please-” you whimpered, clutching at his shirt with your hands.

His grip tightened on your neck and your eyes closed, body relaxing as Lucas rubbed your clit with his free hand. He pushed your soaked panties to the side, fingers moving up and down your soaked slit, then two slipped inside of you, making you moan.

“Cum on my fingers baby, show me how fucking dirty you are.” Lucas growled, his digits pumping in and out of you, making a wet sound that you would have been embarrassed by if you weren’t so overcome by pleasure.

“Lucas-” Your fingers dug into his forearm as you exploded on his digits, which continued to work you through your orgasm until your body was shaking and you were a moaning mess.

Lucas finally took his fingers out of you, bringing them to his lips and sucking them clean while you tried to catch your breath.

“Go lean over the sink baby.” Lucas cooed, letting go of you completely and taking a step back.

Your legs felt like jelly, but you took a deep breath, going over to the sink. You set your hands on either side of the sink, looking at Lucas through the mirror as he moved to stand behind you.

His hands landed on your hips, “how are you feeling?” he asked, kissing your neck softly.

“Lucas,”

“Hmm?”

“Fuck me.”

He laughed against your skin, teeth nipping teasingly, “yeah?”

“Please,” you moaned, pressing your ass back against him, happy to feel his hard cock pressing against his jeans, “I need you.”

Lucas roughly grabbed at both of your hands, pulling them behind your back and pinning them there with one of his. You struggled to hold yourself up and Lucas pushed you down, your cheek meeting the cool glass of the mirror.

Your breath came out puffy against the glass, and a whine left your lips when Lucas shoved your panties aside, his cock finding your entrance, “ready kitten?” he asked.

“Please-”

He pushed into you and you moaned loudly, surprised by how well he stretched you out.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” Lucas moaned, “fucking Ten never lets you out of your cage huh?” his hand tightened where it was holding your arms behind your back, which hurt, but the pain just made it better, “Wonder what he’d say if he knew you were here right now, being my dirty little slut.”

You whimpered at his words, hips pushing back against him only to slam against the sink with each one of his rough thrusts.

“You love that huh?” his free hand wrapped in your hair, pulling you up so your back arched. You were forced to watch him through the mirror, and the visual only made your insides go wilder. He looked gorgeous, white blonde hair falling in front of his face, lips puffy, skin flushed, eyes dangerously dark. He looked so focused, bottom lip bitten between his teeth, “Love when I call you my little slut.”

“Just for you-” you panted.

He let go of your hands and you quickly braced yourself against the sink, letting out a screech when Lucas spanked you roughly, “just for me huh?” he asked, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass.

When he let go of your hair it was to grab your neck, forcing you into a standing position, cock buried deep inside of you. Lucas’s teeth nipped your ear, “going to mark you up baby,” he said, pressing a kiss to your neck, “watch you try to explain these tomorrow to your precious boy toys.”

You moaned when Lucas’s lips attached to your neck again, sucking roughly but pleasantly. His teeth soon joined his lips and you moaned in pain, pussy clenching around Lucas’s cock as the shocks ran through your body.

When Lucas was satisfied with the mark, he pulled away from you. You moaned at the loss, but Lucas quickly turned you to face him, lifting you to set you onto the sink, cock sliding into your entrance before you could whine at him.

His lips pressed against yours roughly again, tongue dominating your mouth. Your fingers tangled in your hair as his hips snapped back and forth, building up an orgasm that had already been building in the pit of your tummy.

“Fuck-” you moaned when Lucas stopped kissing you, his forehead pressed against yours as he worked you both closer and closer to the edge.

“Cum for me princess,” Lucas groaned, a hand grabbing the back of your head to keep your face where it was as he fucked you, eagerly eating up every whine until you exploded, screaming his name while grabbing his shoulders for support.

Lucas’s body shuddered, hips moving sporadically as he came, long breathy moans leaving his pouty lips as he buried his face in your neck.

When you both stilled, you held Lucas close to you, petting his hair as he continued to cradle his face in your neck. After a moment, Lucas pulled out of you, putting your panties back in place, “Keep those like that, want you to feel me dripping out of you the rest of the night.”

Your eyes kept finding Lucas, no matter how many times you tried to focus on something else. You guessed part of it was the fact that he was surrounded by women, gorgeous women. But maybe a little of it had to do with the fact that Lucas looked amazing.

You’d both been at the party for a few hours, and Lucas had lost his shirt sometime around eleven, but at least he’d found his leather jacket. His eye was bruising from a fight earlier in the week, but somehow it added to his sexy allure. His black jeans were, as always, gorgeous on his large thighs, which made you drool every time you looked at them.

“Y/N?” Hendery said, gaining your attention again as he grabbed your hands, pulling you up to your feet, “dance with me?”

“I don’t-”

“Go!” Ten giggled, pushing you up and closer to Hendery.

“You look so pretty tonight.” Hendery smiled, twirling you in his arms.

“Thanks-”

As Hendery danced with you, making you laugh, Lucas tried not to watch from where he was leaning against the wall. No matter how many hot girls flirted with him, none of them seemed to be catching his attention.

Lucas’s grip on his beer tightened, jaw clenching as he watched the way Hendery’s hands lingered on your body. Lucas took a deep breath, setting his drink down, He pushed past the group he was talking to, leaving Winwin and Yuta alone to the girls.

You watched Lucas leave the room, moving towards the hallway that would lead to the back yard and the pool. The house that the party was being held at was massive, and you didn’t want to lose Lucas or risk never finding him again.

“I need air!” You told Hendery, wiggling free from his grasp to move after Lucas.

Stepping into the night air, you looked around, recognizing a few of the men: Johnny and Jaehyun stood near the barbecue, Lucas with them. They were passing what looked like a joint around, and you remembered someone mentioning that the ‘foreign swaggers’ were the ones who liked to smoke.

Looking around, you found Taeyong, who you knew through Ten and had met a number of times. The big eyed man was alone, sitting on a lawn chair, and you went to join him, deciding to let Lucas be the one to come to you.

Taeyong was attentive, and had always been sweet. You talked with him for a while, easily falling into conversation, so much so that you forgot about keeping tabs on Lucas.

When the large blonde man collapsed into the lawn chair next to you, you were shocked (and pleased) by his sudden appearance.

“What are you two talking about?” Lucas asked, running a hand through his hair.

“Taeyong was telling me about his training at the academy with Ten and Winwin,” you answered, “it’s really impressive.”

Lucas swirled his drink, and Taeyong easily read the situation, “I’m going to go get a drink.” he said, excusing himself quickly.

“You could have been nicer to him-” you turned to look at Lucas as soon as Taeyong was gone, but Lucas’s hard gaze made you shut your mouth.He stood up, grabbing your hand and pulling you after him, “where are we going?”

You recognized his truck parked in the front drive way as the two of you rounded the house. It’s windows were tinted and with no one around, it would be the perfect place to-

“Wait, Lucas-” you stopped in your tracks, making him turn to look at you, “Why are you mad?”

“Why am I mad?” Lucas took a step towards you, squaring his large shoulders as he looked you up and down, making your heart race in your chest, “maybe it has something to do with Hendery hanging all over you tonight, or Taeyong-”

“Taeyong’s my friend.” you told him, “why are you so jealous? I’m not yours.”

“Yes.” Lucas growled, pushing you up against the side of his truck, “you are.”

His lips were hot against yours, hands eager as they grabbed at your waist, pulling your dress dangerously high on your thighs. You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, getting on your tip toes to kiss him back roughly.

Lucas somehow managed to get the door to the truck open, and he shoved you inside, smacking your ass and earning a small screech. With one last look around, Lucas followed you.

He sat in the middle of the back seat, pulling you onto his lap. His lips attached to yours as his hands forced your hips to move, grinding you against him. You moaned when he moved your dress up, revealing your lower half to him.

“Fuck, you know I love these.” Lucas groaned, fingers brushing over the material of the thong, “Knew I was going to wreck you tonight, huh, baby?”

His lips trailed over your neck as you thread your fingers through his hair, moving his face down to your chest as he pushed your strapless dress down. Lucas’s lips attached to your nipple, teeth teasing and making you moan, hips buckling against him.

“Of course I knew you were going to wreck me,” you breathed, “you always do.”

It was true. You’d been fucking for two months, and every party, without fail, you ended up sneaking away together. You were shocked that no one knew of you and Lucas, no one had ever caught you, and the hiding made it sexier.

“My needy little cock slut.” Lucas cooed, a hand wrapping around your throat, “ride me until you cum and then maybe I’ll be nice to you.”

You wasted no time unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock, sinking down on it quickly. You and Lucas moaned into each other’s mouths, basking in the feeling of him being buried deep inside of you. When you began to bob up and down, Lucas’s hands helped you find a rhythm.

Soon you were panting, hands on Lucas’s shoulders as you road him, chasing your orgasm. Lucas began thrusting up to meet you, one of his hands gripping the seat for leverage as he roughly pushed up and into you.

Lucas buried his face in your neck, his favourite place to be, as you fell over the edge, your body shuddering in Lucas’s grasp. Your kisses were sloppy, lips pressing against any skin possible as you gripped Lucas, who continued to push up into you slowly.

“You okay baby?” Lucas asked, forcing you to look at him, brown eyes careful.

You nodded, “Lucas, please-”

Lucas laughed, “still want more?”

You nodded again, allowing Lucas to maneuver you until you were laying down on the seats, your beautiful lover between your legs.

His cock teased your entrance, still wet from your orgasm, “beg for it.”

“Lucas please, I need you-” you pouted, frowning at Lucas. Your hands pulled at his shoulders, but he stayed separate from you, eyes glued to where your bodies connected as he slowly pushed into you.

You both let out sounds of relief as his cock sunk into you slowly, the tip hitting a deep spot inside of you.

The position was difficult, Lucas’s large body barely fitting in the back of his truck even as he put one hand on the seat to hold himself up. His hips began to move, finding a rough pace again that had your sensitive pussy clenching tightly around him.

Your whines filled the car and Lucas basked in the sound, allowing warmth to spread over his entire body, “fuck, you’re so hot.” he told you, “taking all of me in the back of my car.” He growled, thumb pressing against your clit and making your body jolt, “so dirty for me, tell me your mine.”

“I’m yours.” you moaned loudly, looking for anything you could grab onto to stay anchored as Lucas worked you towards another orgasm.

“Only mine.” Lucas groaned, burying his face in your neck and biting down roughly.

“Yours!” you clenched your eyes shut, enjoying the pain and the pleasure as each thrust of Lucas’s hips had you closer and closer-

“Cum for me princess,” Lucas pressed his lips to yours and your entire body tensed, pussy clamping onto Lucas’s cock as your body shuddered, orgasm tearing through your body and triggering Lucas’s.

His own throaty moan in your ear made the moment even better as you both held each other, completely in the moment.

The two of you stayed in each other’s arms for a few moments and then Lucas pulled out of you, adjusting his clothes and then your own. He took a deep breath, then he opened the door to the car, slipping out of it.

He reached back for you, grabbing your hands and bringing you with him. Standing on wobbly legs, you leaned into Lucas for support, and he held you up with a smile.

“You’re cute.” he told you. You hid your face in his chest and Lucas wrapped you tightly in his arms, turning his head towards the house. “Are you tired?” he asked.

“Not really.” you sighed.

“Me neither, want to go back to the patio?”

You pulled back and looked up at Lucas. The two of you never hung out after sex, usually it ended up with both of you heading home, maybe another round at your place... not going back to the party, especially not together.

“Okay?” you answered.

Lucas took your hand, pulling you with him back towards the house. Taeyong was seated where he had been earlier, but this time, Johnny and Ten had joined him.

Lucas didn’t let go of your hand, taking you over to the group of three. He sat down on a lawn chair, pulling you into his lap.

Ten watched the two of you with wide eyes, Johnny and Taeyong with similar looks on their faces.

“What are you guys talking about?” Lucas asked casually.

“What is this?” Ten looked at you and Lucas, eyes narrowed. Johnny giggled, making a face, ready to watch his friend explode.

“This is my baby,” Lucas answered, holding you tighter and pressing a kiss to your cheek, then he nuzzled his face against your skin, breathing in your scent which he loved so much.

“You two are cute.” Johnny cooed, which did seem to calm Ten down a little bit.

Ten took one more look at you and Lucas, and then took a deep breath, turning to Taeyong, “And this is why you should never introduce your girl friends to your roommates.”

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Lucas’s dragon tattoo makes another appearance in my Lucas Frat fic, check it out if you liked this one :)

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kira-the-whump-enthusiast · 2 years ago

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Yeah, I’d love to see something with andrei!!

Can I get 🧠🍭🐺🪦with djordis?

I'm so happy for all the asks!! Thank you to the anon/s who sent these <2

From this ask game!

(I'm also gonna start an Andrei writing I think :O anon if you'd like to be tagged in it when it's done feel free to message me your url btw)

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🧠- has whumper used conditioning/brainwashing on you? If so, how much?

Hjordis's voice is quiet, still hoarse from days of screaming. "I, erm, I wouldn't so go far to call it brainwashing or anything." Hjordis starts to repeatedly run his fingers through his hair. "And honestly, I don't really think so?" He stares straight ahead at the wall, not daring to meet your eyes.

"All they did was teach me my place, to tell you the truth."

🍭- does whumper feed you often?

"I guess they did? It was enough, at least. Enough to be full, you know? Unless I, I messed up, but in that case I- I probably deserved it, to be honest." His voice is nervous and it begins to falter.

"Salvador brings me a lot of food, actually... definitely more than the Guild did."

🐺- what’s your favorite animal?

Hjordis visibly brightens at the question. "I've always had a soft spot for doves." He starts to smile a little. "They're so graceful, and I love watching them fly."

"I wish I could get near one, but they always fly away."

🪦- if something went wrong, how would you want Whumper to lay you to rest?

Hjordis's expression immediately falls and he flinches. He wasn't expecting this sort of question.

He was already disposed of once and it was horribly painful, really, he shouldn't even be alive right now. The thought of it happening again is too much to bear.

"I- I just hope it's quick, I guess," he whispers, scared that if he says it louder he really will die, or worse, that it won't happen the way he wants it to.

#whump #whump ocs #oc hjordis #btw hjordis has absolutely been conditioned #into pretty much being the guild's living weapon #however at the point of time I'm writing this in #hjordis doesn't realize just how bad it was #oh also did I ever mention the stranger in ch1 of scorched earth is salvador? that's their name #anyways hjordis is fun to write :D #I should continue scorched earth but I prolly won't #alsoooo I'm still open for more asks!! if anyone would like to send some more #thank you to everyone who sends something to my inbox <2 #my ocs <2

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maveras-posts · 3 years ago

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🖤Ask Game Results🔪

Okay so I got comments and messaged through requests these where the top asked:

🥰: who was your first slasher crush?

✨Michael Myers😫, I was introduced to Ol Tabby Boi when I was 8 (Yes I KNOW that is young BUT I CAME OUT JUST FINE I—)

🤬: which slasher would you most likely get into an argument with?

I feel like I would get into a ✨HEATED✨ argument with Freddy (He seems like a slime ball) would most likely be killed but hey Momma didn’t raise no pu$$y. PERIODT💅

💍: if your favorite slasher proposed, would you say yes?

If Michael or Ghostface gave me the time of day and even wanted to ✨Marry✨ me I would say YES NO QUESTIONS!

🎭: which slasher is most likely to lie to their s/o?

FREDDY ALL THE WAY! He can manipulate reality in the dream realm and can use it to manipulate the truth. (He’s also very intolerant)

🎶: what song reminds you of your favorite slasher?

Hmm… a lot do BUT Animal I’ve Become by Three Day & Grace reminds me of ✨Michael✨. Tag, your it by Melanie Martinez reminds me of ✨Ghostface✨.

📚: do you understand and remember all the lore/info about your favorite slasher?

YES! I’m a Michael ✨SIMP✨ (No Shame here!)

🍭: who's the sweetest slasher?

I think Jason or Sam would be (Just don’t fuck around with them).

Hiya bitches, bro and non binary hoes! I hope everyone is doing good and enjoying the recent content. My Slasher content has really been taking off lately and I hope that continues (I enjoy writing about them💕). As always requests are open and also feel free to comment on ANY of my posts! I love you all so much and I hope everyone is having a great week so far!💕

Stay Spoopy!

-M

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femmeetart · 7 months ago

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heyy thanks for tagging me <3

Last Song: bones by deyaz

Favorite Colour: purple pink yellow blue or any pastel or neon colours

currently watching: nothing just waiting for the rest of season 2 of moon girl and devil dinosaur, idk why it's not available here yet :')

sweet/savory/spicy: 🍭🍓🧁🍦🍩🍫

relationship status: waiting for a sugar mommy

current obsession: peggy and grace and shipping them with everyone they make eye contact with, jessie reyez

last thing I googled: steve rogers casual clothes (for a drawing that I keep redrawing and have yet to come close to finishing urgghhh)

tagging @shitpostingperidot @novastarambeau @ostropest and whoever who sees this, tag you're it

Someone You Want to Know Better

Thanks for the tag @mothboypoison I love tag games so don't feel bad about tagging me in them!

last song: Masterpiece by Motionless in White

favorite color: Blue. Specifically a cyan blue.

currently watching: Rewatching 3rd Rock from the Sun

sweet/savory/spicy: Ooh, hard choice... I like to drink my sweet and I eat more savory than spicy. But I do like spicy.

relationship status: Taken by two handsome, sweet, and lovable guys~ <3 Dating every fictional man I ever met in my head.

current obsession: Jujutsu Kaisen is very strong in my interests right now, but I have also drawn 4 full pages of doodles about that fuckin Pal, lmao. I think it's safe to say Bushi is my obsession right now.

last thing you googled: A list of DDR songs. Which led to me finding Stepmania and a site that sells dance pads and now I really want a dance pad because I miss playing DDR.

I shall tag @tsunderesalty and @tsukimefuku but absolutely don't do it if you don't want to.

#tumblr games #tagged

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yanderecandystore · 4 years ago

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Mesmerizing Wings [Yandere!Moth fae x M!Reader]:

TW/Tags: publicly humiliation // public rejection // smol danger bean // male x male!reader // kinda fluffy and angst in a way // in this story, the reader is a small wingless magical creature (I'll leave it to you to decide which one, or how you look like in general-) // guess who is s i c k ?? Yeah me ;-; // I know Like- Barely about fairies, yet I wanted to try it out ya know? :3 it's a bit of an exercise //

Chapters:

(Chapter . 1) (Chapter . 2)

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You've been admiring him for so long now. It's hard to keep track of time whenever you watch him fly through the air with such grace, as the sunlight passes through his colorful wings, creating colorful light spots on the ground wherever he passes by.

And as he and his friends fly through the forest, playing and laughing and just being silly, you follow them as best as you can. You're fast but running can only take you so far, especially compared to the flying critters all around you. Sometimes you wish you could have wings to be able to fly with Albedo and his friends but then again, even if you could fly you wouldn't be able to be as fast as them.

They have been practicing ever since they were kids, and although it's probably already natural to fairies, you can't really imagine being able to fly as fast as they do. You're stuck on the ground, watching them pass by, but never being able to join them.

They were high in the skies as you would start having trouble keeping track of them, you noticed how beautifully they would synchronize and share their elegance with the rest of the critters of the forest, as they danced through the air. You were hypnotized by Albedo's charisma and charm, such a seductive man would impress those around him with his beautiful butterfly wings.

That's all you could say about Albedo, beautiful. His wings, his eyes, his antennas, his posture, his poisonous charm- And as he shoots the other fairies and other magical creatures his flirty winks, you get yourself in the middle of the cross-fire and fall victim to his dangerous good looks. You were in love with him.

Or at least, you thought you did. You never talked to Albedo that much, he and his friends were always close to view but at the same time too distant to interact, to talk with or to feel, like they were deities gracefully sharing their divine existence with the filthy mortals-

You only knew a couple of things about Albedo, but you felt that you would only be able to learn more if you swallowed your pride and confessed your attraction to him, and today felt like the right day, as the Blue Moon Festival was coming tomorrow it only felt right to ask him if he would like to be your dance partner for the night.

You climbed the fairy tree, which wasn't easy at all- Even if you were fast, climbing was not your biggest skill. The fairies made sure to choose a tree so tall and intimidating that even the craziest human wouldn't be able to dare themselves to climb it, and as you climb the tree for hours you can clearly see why no one takes such a foolish route.

You didn't really have a choice though, as you weren't allowed inside the tree unless you were invited- So the best way you found to confess your feelings was by climbing the tree until you found an entrance. The things one will do for love is such a scary thing to think about, right? Having a crush can truly blind someone, but some say that true love is the thing that can bring light and clarity into someone's world.

As you finally reached the top entrance of the tree fairy's tree, you saw exactly the person you were looking for, Albedo was drinking nectar with his friends as the fairies seemed to be enjoying some sort of party between themselves, and before he could go away with them, you took the opportunity to jump in and run to talk with him (considering that if any guards saw you, you would be thrown out way faster than when you came in).

You screamed his name, which made him stop in his tracks and search for where the sound came from, turning his back and noticing you coming to him.

"- Yes?" He spoke, although he was clearly a bit tipsy from the nectar he was still very serious with his tone of voice. His tall height only helped emphasize his otherworldly features.

"- I-I-" You couldn't lie, you weren't prepared for this at all, and when you looked into those beautiful dark eyes once again you felt a shiver run down your spine as you realized you forgot what you were planning to say. It felt like the bad choice of words would leave you with the most undesirable of scenarios.

"- I came here, to ask y-you to go to the Blue Moon Festival with me." You said as you tried to maintain a confidence pose in front of him. You didn't see any new expression in his face as you said that, but you did notice his friends covering their mouths and widening their eyes-

"- W-Will you, Albedo?" You were aware of the possibility of being rejected. You were aware your request may be denied, and you were okay with that. You knew it would hurt at first, but not trying your luck would only hurt you more if you hide those feelings from him.

You felt the whole cheerful ambience start to shift as every fairy was now paying attention to the scene happening in front of them. His friends were now shaking, trying to contain their laughter, and him?

His face went from unbothered, to mildly confused, to downright infuriated-

"- … Who even are you?" And as he said that his friends burst out laughing, just like the rest of the audience enjoying your ridiculous attempt at flirting with one of their most attractive men.

"- I just-" You tried reasoning, but about what exactly? There was nothing to be reasonable about, he was right. Who are you to him? No one, really. You know that, yet hearing him actually saying the truth so bluntly hurts a lot more than simply acknowledging it.

But neither him or his friends were done yet.

"- No, better question- Who even let you come here?! From all the freaks they could have allowed in, you're the one that gets a pass?" He said as he was starting to put his drink down, his whole demeanor seeming more aggressive than the usual.

"- I bet next they're going to let humans come in-"

"- I suppose a human has more class than this prince charming wannabe."

"- Oh my God- He really came here thinking he had a chance, oh my God-"

You heard his friends say as some of the audience whispered similar things. You didn't pay attention to them though, because the more they spoke the more Albedo's face grew an expression of hatred and disgust, which you assumed to be all aimed at you.

"- Did you just sneak your way in to tell me that?" He asked, this time actually waiting for a response.

"- Yes, yes I did." You said, pulling some of your leftover confidence to defend yourself from the pain these people were causing you without even touching you.

"- Oh NO!! OH MY GOD!!-"

"- Hmm, Al will eat him alive-"

"- Come on Al! What's with all these freaks falling in love with ya, my boy?"

You heard them yell, as if they were filling the fire growing inside Albedo's heart and he was about to burn you down in it, yet you wouldn't just let them get their piece out of you without at least trying to pull some face, especially with the guards coming closer probably wanting to throw you out but also wanting to see how this drama will end.

"- It's just an question man-"

"- Yeah, a question you made sure to climb all the way here just to get the answer for." He said as he whipped his hair, both out of sassiness and because of a habit he grew to have. Albedo would play with his hair whenever he felt tired of someone's nonsense.

"- And what's the problem with that?" You said, still putting some stand in your defense. What's the big deal? You just asked him, it's fine, he can move on and let you leave if he doesn't want you near him.

"- You should have already known the answer. You've set yourself up to failure the moment you decided to show your face up here." He said looking at you up and down as if you were pathetic, beneath him in some way.

"- Listen, and listen carefully, I don't know you, I don't want to get to know you, and I don't care for whatever fantasy you and that furry boy have about me, it's all in your head-" Albedo came in closer, threateningly so. He was so pissed off, you were starting to feel more afraid about what type of person he is than feeling sad about being rejected-

"- Who are you talking about?-" You tried asking him since he was starting to make no sense to you whatsoever-

"- You built this little freak fantasy about me and think that I have to fit with your standards? It's not my fault you got lovestruck by such a handsome face." He said as his friends encouraged him to keep going.

"- You're a jerk." Was all you said to the person you once thought was the personification of perfection.

"- Well, yes I am. And it's not my fault you thought I was any different. Freak." He finished his sentence giggling when he noticed your teary eye starting to fill up. How can a person so charming be so devastatingly sick? Why was he enjoying tearing you apart in front of all of them? Why were all of them laughing at this?? This isn't funny, he is absolutely horrible-

"- Take him away, will you? He has crashed our party- Be careful though, he is one of those wingless-" He said taking back his flower cup filled with nectar, and his friends were both laughing and cheering him on, but also booing and saying things like:

"- Come on Al! That was it?"

"- Oh shit- That boy just got to see merciful Al for the first and last time of his life."

"- Honestly, he could have went to his throat if he wanted too, I guess Al is just generally a better person-"

"- Than a weirdo that comes in out of nowhere and decides to crash a party?"

"- Exactly!"

"- "Albedo, I'm like- so in love with you, please take me to the Blue Moon Festival, Albedo~""

They kept on mocking you but you couldn't really hear any of them, because the guards had pulled you away long before you could start crying in front of those jerks. No, wait, that's a lie, you could still hear them, although a lot more muffled out since you were now getting down the tree with the "help" of the guards.

You heard a burst of laughter here and there, geez, those jokes sure must be funny.

The guards had thrown you in the dirt and had given you a single warning that if they saw you up there again without being invited, they would personally imprison you. Before you could tell them to fuck off, they had already flied their way back up.

"- Stupid pricks-" It wasn't a normal thing for you to cry out loud in public whenever you felt hurt, especially with something like rejection, it's something stupid that you should be able to forget about pretty soon. You swallow your emotions and hold them in with your head up and standing strong.

Today wasn't the day for you to stay strong however, you really couldn't hold in the humiliation you just suffered, but crying near their stupid tree, filled with stupid assholes? Hell no, you would have to choose a better spot to let your feelings flow out of you considering they're probably still watching you from up there.

You decided to walk aimlessly through the woods, trying to find a simple spot to curl up and be left alone. You didn't want any of your friends knowing about it, and you didn't want any critter looking at you like you were dumb for even trying to speak with Albedo.

You were just trying to find a place where you could stay for a bit and let it sink in peacefully, and as you found yourself in a nice area with no one near, it soon started to rain and you were obligated to seek shelter under some mushrooms. You let yourself collapse into the ground, feeling physically and emotionally exhausted.

"- Your crush is an asshole, [Y/N]." You breathed out, remembered the stares you received, the words he chose to use to belittle you in front of many drunken fairies who were enjoying every bit of drama from your pathetic confession.

You wasted a whole day climbing that stupid tree, and now the sun is setting and it's raining. And you're far away from home too! Goddamnit-

"- Sigh… Dumbass." You called yourself out for not going straight home instead of wanting to avoid any possible social interaction that could have probably made you feel either better or worse. Your friends would call you dumb for sure, but you're starting to think that it would have been better if you have gone straight to them instead of out here- All alone.

It's starting to get really cold, and these mushrooms are not covering you enough from the water. You needed to make something to warm yourself before you got a cold from standing in the rain for so long- And as you started looking around for a better place to stay you realized something very important:

You have walked past the protective barrier that can prevent you and other creatures like you from getting harmed by the outside world, like humans and wild animals. Now that you think about it, it does make a lot of sense as to why you saw no magical creature around, honestly this is 100% your worst day- And if you don't hide from both the rain and the predators lurking in, it may be your last-

"- He- Hello, is someone there?!" You heard a soft voice call you. Turning around, you see a faint light coming from a small door frame carved on a tree near by you, as a big figure stands in front of the welcoming light. You assumed that they were talking to you considering you're the only one out here.

"- Yeah, hey." You respond back walking slowly towards them, making sure they're able to see you. When you came closer to them you noticed that- They seemed pretty different from you, or any magical creature you have ever seen around.

While Albedo had some minor similarities with butterflies, this guy was almost 90% moth! He seems to be just a bit taller than you, and although being somewhat chubby his big appearance comes more from the effect his large wings give him when they are down. It's so dark, yet you can still see his shiny eyes looking at you, and one of his various hands seem to welcome you in.

"- You must be so cold! D-do you want to come in?" He said, while stuttering with such a sweet and shy voice that you almost couldn't have imagined it coming from him- His voice was so soft and low, you almost didn't think it would fit him so well.

"- Yes! Of course, I'm hoping I'm not bothering you this hour." You tell him as you ran closer to him since although you didn't really want to be a bother, you wouldn't let this opportunity go, you were wet and cold-

"- Don't worry about it. I was actually doing some tea for myself, do you want anything?" He offered as he gently closed the door, he was so happy to see someone (anyone) again! But he was still a bit nervous considering how long it has been without a guest inside his house.

"- Yeah, well I'm okay for now- Maybe just a cup would be nice." You didn't know what to actually do with yourself, since you were all drenched up, soaking his carpet.

His house was kinda small but at the same time so warm and cute, some furniture was clearly made by hand but there were some odd objects lying around, of materials you didn't really recognize- You assumed that these different objects were all probably made by humans. It's not uncommon for humans to come in the forest and leave their stuff behind- Or well- Throw their stuff in the woods? Maybe those things had no value to them anymore, which is both a shame and a blessing since you thought most of these weird objects he found to be so pretty and weird! It was a nice change from what you usually saw.

You noticed the moth man pointing you to a chair near his table, you decided to sit and wait for the tea as you looked up and down his cozy little home, and then left your eyes fall into his figure one more time-

You felt awkward about staring at him, yet you couldn't really take your eyes off of him. There was something vaguely familiar about him, and even if you didn't really recognize him, you couldn't lie that he was, well, kinda cute. He looked so soft and seemed so timid, although he was mostly grey and white, his wings had dark green patterns on it creating the illusion of eyes staring directly at you.

He seemed so agile with his many arms taking care of all his tasks, and he was only boiling some tea for you two!

Yet still, something felt odd, you felt like you kinda already saw him before-

"- Hey uhnm, I'm [Y/N]. Sorry for not mentioning it earlier." You decided to start some conversation and see if you truly remembered who this mysterious moth truly was. Of course, it's a little rude to not remember someone who you assume already knows you but you didn't want to lie and fake knowing him when you can't even remember his name.

"- … Oh, heh- I'm Aven, nice to meet you properly, [Y/N]!" Much like you, Aven had felt the same feeling of knowing you as you did to him, however he did remember your name, although he never really interacted with you at all before he. isolated himself. He was actually hoping you would also have remembered his name, although it makes sense for you to have forgotten since you two never got the opportunity to properly introduce each other.

"- I… I agree Aven." Yep, you didn't really remember knowing him at all! His name sounds familiar yet still, you can't associate it with anything!?

"- You don't really remember me, right? Don't worry it's fine…" Aven tried to sound comforting yet he still sounded kinda wounded, as he considered how no one really remembers him anymore.

"- Look Aven, I-I'm really sorry"-

"- Oh don't be! It has been a long time since I ran away, I was always the outcast anyway, so I shouldn't have expected anyone to really remember me!" He still tried to reassure you that it was okay, but still, you felt guilty for not remembering such a kind individual.

"- I'm still really sorry for not remembering, I mean, you did remember me-" You shook your head in disappointment with yourself. Geez, you sure are a great house guest-

"- Don't worry too much, it's been a long time and- Well, we never really talked with each other. Even when I ran away I don't think you were there to witness it-" And as the tea was ready and he had his best cups in hands, he poured the tea for each of you and went straight to the table to give you your cup.

"- What- I'm really sorry if this sounds rude, but- What made you run away from our community? Why are you leaving outside the magical barrier all alone?" You asked before gleefully taking a sip at the hot tea. It burned your tongue, but it was better than shaking your knees because of the cold, the sweet tea didn't magically dry your clothes off but it sure did make you feel warmer.

"- Oh- Uhn-" Aven looked all around the room, not being able to focus his vision on you. He played with his hands as he tried to choose the right words, and you took it as a sign that you fucked up- Again-

"- Oh God- I'm sorry if I asked something that made you uncomfortable. Ugh!- It's been a rough day for me and I'm… I'm not really making any sense, sorry for being so nosy." You wanted to slap yourself so hard, you almost let the hot tea spill on top of you. You're so exhausted and you really didn't want to make such a bad impression.

"- No! No. Please don't take it as me not wanting to tell you, is just that- It's been such a long time… It feels weird to talk about it after so long- And well… I thought you would have noticed by now…" He said as he looked more timid and saddened after saying that. You looked at him confused, he hasn't done anything that would make you recognize why he ran away.

Although, even if you weren't sure what he was talking about, you did have a suspicion-

"- Sigh…… [Y/N], you look at me and what do you see?" Aven said while motioning his hands in a way that showcased his entire body-

"- ….. Fluffiness?" You said half jokingly, trying to pass some of your silliness to him since he was starting to sound pretty serious in a really concerning way.

"- I'm!- I'm- Well yes- But-" He was going to say "monster" or "disgusting" or "a freak"- But you managed to make him feel too flustered to be negative about himself. He is somewhat glad his fluffiness is the first thing you see on him, not how he looks too much like an insect to be considered a fae.

And as he was stuttering and scratching his head shyly, you laughed at his awkward mannerisms. He was really cute, yet too shy for his own good, you noticed right away how he seemed to hold negative views to his appearance, so you decided to show him that his appearance doesn't mean a thing at all to you.

He is kind enough to let you in and let you have tea with him even if you didn't remember him (or the fact you were indeed a bit intimidated by him at first-).

You two talked for a bit. He told you how his life was outside the barrier, outside of the magical protection and having seen humans here and there yet never really interacted with them. You told him about your life inside the community of various magical creatures and told him what he was missing for apparently years?? Damn, you can't imagine being all alone having to take care of yourself with all the possible dangers lurking in the shadows.

Although he doesn't strike you as a fighter, Aven must have gone through a lot all by himself, and you can't help but still be confused as to why he would be by himself for so long- Clearly the fairies need some of his sweetness back, considering how overly sour they are-

Ugh, and here we go again, you remembered what happened this morning and now you're feeling bad again. You physically cringe at the memories of those bastards laughing at you, as if you were suddenly brought back to that situation.

You've been having such a great time with Aven, you almost forgot why we were here in the first place.

"- [Y/N]?? You're okay?" He stood up from his chair worried that you were hurt in some way, and in a way, you were.

"- Yeah, don't worry about it…. I just remembered something-" You shook your head, shaking those thoughts and memories away so you can focus on the now. You weren't up in the fairy tree anymore, you were in Aven's little house, and you were having a wonderful time.

He was curious as to what exactly you were thinking about, yet before he could ask you about it, you decided to tell him why you came over here in the first place. Although it's kinda humiliating telling someone about being rejected, something about Aven made you feel comfortable enough to tell him. There was something oddly comforting about telling a stranger about something pretty humiliating, maybe you just felt like you trusted Aven, or maybe you decided to tell him because well- You needed to tell someone and telling him about it won't really affect your life if he knows how much of a loser you are-

You told him about how you tried calling your crush on a date, and that they rejected you and humiliated you infront of their friends and peers. You told him you came here by accident, you were just wandering around trying to find a good place to relax and think about what happened.

You didn't feel like going straight to your home, since you would have to explain to your friends and neighbors what happened, you wanted to be alone for a while before going back and telling them what happened. To be completely honest, you couldn't believe that someone so beautiful could be so damn evil, I guess you shouldn't have judged the book by it's cover.

The truth is that you needed to take a moment to let the fact sink in, it was so unbelievably cruel that you couldn't believe it actually happened. And apparently, it could have been worse, considering what the other fairies had said as Albedo continued to shame you.

Someone had passed through the same thing you did, just thinking about other magical creatures falling for such a jerk only to be met with such an aggressive rejection. It's fine being rejected, but it's another thing to be humiliated in the process.

And as you continued to explain to Aven what happened, the more surprised and empathetic he looked. In a way, he went through the same experience as you did, although he can't tell if he is sorry for what happened to you or if he is happy to know someone knows how he feels.

"- I'm sorry the person who you called on a date was such a jerk." He said as he came close to you while bringing his chair over to sit next to you. He placed one of his four hands over yours, gently squeezing your fingers as he tried his best to comfort you.

"- Nah, it's alright, I think- He was an asshole anyway, I guess it's better to be rejected than go out with someone so selfish." You joked about it trying to prove to him that you were just fine, just a little wounded, but that's alright-

"- Still, it can be pretty disarming." He responded back softly, staring at your hand as he was getting distracted by his own thoughts.

You didn't know if it was a good idea, yet curiosity was starting to really bite you and you couldn't hold it in anymore.

"- Was it because of rejection that you ran away?" You asked him, thinking that maybe that's why he seemed so uncomfortable with telling you.

"- … Yes, in more ways than one, I supposed. I think you already noticed that, well- I'm probably not what you expect when you think of what a fairy would look like." He said, once again motioning to his body as if he was a monster to some extent, so different and so odd that the other fairies made him isolate himself.

He didn't go on much detail, just told you that he was humiliated in a similar fashion to you, but although the event that happened to you was singular, his situation could be easily considered bullying since the other fairies had tormented him for a long time before he considered running away from those who called him a freak.

He doesn't want you to feel sorry for him, he is happy now and it's way better being alone than being targeted, right?

"- But that's horrible! You don't deserve this at all- You should go back, it's really unsafe around this area." You tried to reason with him, you didn't notice but your voice gained more volume and you did stand up from your seat at the thought of Aven being treated badly considering how kind he has been. Those guys really suck, huh? They can't spare a single person-

"- H-Hey don't worry about it! Sit down please- I told you already, It's fine-" Aven took your arm and tried to pull you back down. He wasn't expecting you to get so worked up about what he said, although it does feel oddly comforting knowing you care so much about him.

"- Sigh…. Alright then, if you say so." You sat down and gave him an empathetic smile. If he says he is fine, then you'll trust him, although you still want to fight someone for being so cruel with him- But then again, who exactly would you have to fight with?

Eh, it doesn't matter for now, maybe you can think about it later-

"- The rain has stopped." Aven said as he noticed that indeed, there were no more sounds of the rain falling down. There was only the sounds of the night and the darkness surrounding his house.

Did he want you to leave? I mean- You did enter an uncomfortable topic for him, and maybe he does feel better being alone than with someone he barely knows.

"- It's pretty late. Maybe I should be going now-" You said as you started to get up.

"- Late?" He asked, he was so confused that you said that. It was already night time, but Aven is nocturnal so to him it felt like "morning".

"- Well, I sleep during the night, Aven." You told him as you scratched your neck, as you started to feel really tired and wanted nothing more but to lay down in a soft bed.

"- Oh… Sorry! I founded it weird since I woke up just when the rain started." He responded sheepishly, feeling a bit awkward. He suddenly realized that you two have been talking for a long while, enough for such a heavy rain to stop completely and there can only be heard crickets outside. Time sure did pass by as two talked with one another, it feels odd yet nice to have this type of company.

"- Thank you for bringing me in, and for the tea as well, and for talking with me-" You tried thanking him for every little thing he has done, since even saying thanks didn't feel good enough to show how grateful you are. Maybe you're being over dramatic, but you did feel better coming here, better than you probably would be if you stayed outside and cried your heart out.

Aven was a great listener, and you couldn't wait to see him soon-

"- Wait!- It's still very dark outside! It can be really dangerous and I don't think you can see in the dark, right??" He cried out, getting out of his seat to hold your arm and beg you to stay. He hasn't had a nice interaction with someone in so long, he can't help but feel a bit clingy towards you. He is honestly glad that you haven't complained about him touching you cause dear Lord, has he been starving for a conversation and for the touch of another skin against his.

Aven is pretty calm and soft, but the moment you threaten to go away so soon made his genuine sweet personality to fall and be replaced by his more clingy, needy side.

If he can at least make you stay for the night, just one night, he'll let you go, he promises-

"- Uhnmm, how badly does the night get…. Around these parts?" You asked. You didn't mind him holding your arms, you read his actions as genuine concern for your safety- Which you totally bought up considering you were now terrified of the possible predators walking around. It would take too long to get back inside the barrier, and even longer to reach your house.

"- It gets… Pretty bad actually." He said, half truth and half lie. It did get really bad with the predators around here, yet if he can make you feel even more scared to walk around in the dark then you bet he'll use that.

"- I-I think you should sleep here- And in t-the morning you can go back? Sounds good??" He offered as he pulled your hands closer to him, he was unconsciously pulling you more closer towards inside his house and himself.

"- You're sure? Look man, I don't want to be a bother-" You tried reasoning with the big fluffy guy, honestly you didn't want to make him take care of you so much as he already has.

"- Don't worry it's my pleasure to help you out! If you want you can take a bath and I can search for some spare clothes- They all have wholes in them, so I hope you don't mind." He chirped happily that you accepted his offer, even if you couldn't stay awake for too long, he could still enjoy spending a little more time with you before you would drift into dreamland.

Such a nice fella and a pretty cute one at that, you're kinda glad this day has started off so poorly, or else you would never meet Aven.

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