#im going to continue to follow these insane rules

[actual-corpse]

The price of a big Mac meal increased over the past week...

What the actual fuck.

[phlyaros]

the amount of work transmeds n sysmeds n terfs will put in to ensure theyre miserable and alone forever is crazy. i guess when the agony is optional perhaps it has more appeal i've definitely contemplated breaking bones just so the pain was different like I understand misery incredibly well just like. man. you could like change and you would probably feel a whole lot better and have more friends and feel more stable????

[trashogram]

I’m in a Lucifer x reader phase, pls tell me more about queen!reader IM BEGGING YOU!! 😭🥰

Ahhhh ok ok I… I don’t know what else to tell you though honestly 😥 Reader is you! Or whoever you picture her to be, so I can’t be too specific about her personality or appearance or past.

I guess there are some things I haven’t talked about. Shortly after the fall, Queen!Reader becomes ill, but it’s mostly her enduring the full transformation her body goes through: new set of sharp teeth, claws, horns, stronger skin, vision changes, etc. This poor family can’t really catch a break, but thankfully this phase just lasts for a month or two (in Earth’s calendar).

Afterward, when they’re not taking care of Charlie, Lucifer and the Queen are pretty much just falling more in love and having marathon sex 🤷‍♀️ Queen!Reader doesn’t take up ruling Hell in full until Charlie is 3-4yo.

Reader is able to tour the other rings once she and the new heir to the throne are introduced to the other Sins. She becomes stuck on the mistreatment received by hellborns due to the caste system and sets to work to reform it — which is an insane undertaking. Lucifer would rather she not bother with it and that they simply live in their own made-up paradise with Charlie, never messing with the rest of Hell. But nah, the Queen owns her damn title.

There are downsides to this — yes, Lucifer is a great househusband, who will eventually turn a new leaf and rule in full with his wife. But Charlie and her mother won’t be as close as they might’ve been had Reader vetoed rulership. Charlie grows up with a deep desire to follow in her mother’s footsteps and to continue the dream of making Hell a better place, but there’s some insecurity in that. Charlie tries to be good and do good, hoping her mother’s attention might transfer from that cause to Charlie.

Charlie has a Little Mermaid-esque fascination with the human world as well. She associates it with fond childhood memories as, when she was little, her parents would go on outings with her topside. Charlie loved when her mother would talk about being on Earth while alive — little memories and amusements that the Queen passes on to her daughter. Lucifer encouraged this because it’s part of his wife’s history and Charlie has humanity in her blood.

The princess has a collection of human objects too. Her fascination carries through to those around her as in the HCY-verse, Charlie grows up with Vaggie, Angel Dust, Alastor, Husk, Niffty, etc. She loves hearing about when they were human (Vaggie excluded, but that’s also a whole other thing).

Queen!Reader isn’t afraid of a lot. However, her biggest fear is Lute getting revenge for Adam’s death. And she’s right to be afraid, because Lute’s goal is to kill Charlie (and Lucifer if possible) in front of the Queen. When Vaggie is disgraced and forced to remain in Hell, she and the Queen manage a tenuous relationship based on keeping Charlie safe. Vaggie is the first soul that the Queen ever has a contract with as well.

✨Other little factoids✨

+ Queen!Reader permanently ends Valentino and dissolves Angel Dust’s contract while taking him in as a ward to the crown

+ Queen!Reader and adult Charlie butt heads when Charlie comes up with the idea of redemption for Sinners. Charlie doesn’t have a clear picture of how her mother and father were treated by Heaven, which is kind of Lucifer and the Queen’s fault.

+ The Queen scouts untamed land in Hell at some point and cultivates a bond with the hellbeasts that roam there.

+ Alastor becomes a sort of advisor to the Queen, although he and Lucifer don’t get along at all of course

+ Lucifer believes that there’s a chance they could conceive again and although the Queen doubts it, she doesn’t say no to the breeding kink

+ God exists and loves Queen!Reader — he’s so glad he added her to the universe, and that she makes his favorite son happy 😆

[secretivemessenger]

long time no see... 🫣

Sugarbaby!BtmZhongli x ProviderTop!MR

Now everybody and they mfing mama know zhongli broke asf 😒..

but the past few days he's been "working" with you he's begun to grow some affection. You specifically told him not to catch feelings and what does he do? catch fucking feelings. Good thing you don't know that...or maybe you do and you're just not saying anything? Maybe you're waiting for a chance to humiliate him? He wouldn't be mad if you did.

he pondered and pondered, going insane from the thought that you might reject him. Anytime he'd see you walking the streets of Liyue he'd immediately walk the other direction, just hoping you didn't see him. Too bad the feeling of desperation eventually came up to him and he was left touch starved, so he thought of the most reasonble solution.

pathetically ask for Mora because he totally did not spend it all on random shit so he could have his sweet moments with you.

TWS!

Spanking, Impact play, humiliation, begging, deep throat, gagging, ect.

I have a feeling a fangic like this had already been made but I much prefer to see you write it

Failed Contract

Bottom zhongli x top male reader

Rating: NSFW

warnings: Friends w benefits! Unrequited love! Mean reader! Deep throating! Face fucking! Spanking! Orgasm denial! Multiple orgasms! Fingering! Angst at the end?!

Author note: ahem- so uh… i know this took sooooo long to come out 😀 so long like more than three months. Im sorry 😭 but is just that I never had the motivation to do it but now i do (somehow).

Kinda hate this ngl-

The moment this all began, the both of you agreed on one thing thats considered as a part of the “terms and conditions”. And that was, don’t catch feelings. do and this is all over. - These were your very own words.

He thought it would got smoothly for him. Getting the money from you in exchange to you using his body however you like, then you’ll just continue to live on your life like it never even happened. And he never worried about “catching feelings” or such.

He took this a bit too lightly for his own good. After spending more time with you without even realizing it, he was head over heels for you.

And so he broke the only rule you had set for him. He knows if you found out this would all be over, but he doesn’t want that. He still wants you, he still wants to feel your hands on him. Even if he knows he shouldn’t be feeling this was, he still want his heart to continue beating for you. But he’s sure as hell you don’t feel the same. And he knows that it would only end badly if you were to find out.

So the only logical option is for him to distant himself. Because he knows how bad he is at holding himself back when near you.

Well spoilers: that did not work. It only resulted in him being more desperate then he ever was. It felt like torture away from you, and you didn’t approach him first and it made him even more desperate.

Till he said “Fuck it” and hurriedly went running looking for you. He just wants to be near you and held by you, even if it’s only you holding his legs up to give yourself better access inside him.

Once he found you he knew exactly whats the magic word that he had to say. “Got any mora to spare?”. Per your agreement, if he wanted money he had to satisfy you first.

Without a word you went back to your house with zhongli following behind like a little puppy. Upon reaching the house and closing the door he didn’t waste a singular second and sat down on his knees mouth wide open waiting for you to do however you please.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the obvious desperation in his eyes. Along side the adorable desperate eyes is an eager one, wanting to please and be pleased already.

Saliva dripped down his opened mouth, with his tongue sticking out. You always found the shape of his tongue so fascinating. it was paler than normal human tongue and much more longer. You can already imagine how it would feel like around you.

You pressed your index to the surface of his tongue. observing his reaction as you moved your fingers deeper, tracing his tongue as you made your way down his throat.

He looked so majestic. Slowly gagging at your fingers invading his mouth, almost at the verge of tears. You made his body twitch needly because of the way you looked down at him. Almost like he was some type of a dessert, and you were ready to eat him whole.

Soon the desperation turned to arousal which turned to greed. He wanted more of you rather than just fingers, even if he didn’t say it directly you can see it deep down his eyes. He wanted to be messed up, so why deny him?.

You wasted no time in undoing your pant, already half hard. The sight of your cock always made his mouth water and eyes shine with lust. Wanting you inside of him sooner rather than later.

Slowly guiding him to take you in his mouth. His tongue wrapped around your cock hungrily. His oh so warm mouth, it made you pant loudly. “Amazing as always” you said it with a hint of amusement in your tone of voice. You grunted while throwing your head back, it felt fucking incredible. His tongue working your cock so good, throat so tight around you “such a good boy, doing so good for me”.

Zhongli felt his whole body shiver and shake at you words, it brought him to tears how much of an effect you have on him.

Yes he’s a good boy only for you <3

He just wants to continue being good for you, he wants to be the source of your pleasure. If he can’t have your love, he’ll be enough with being able to make you cum because of him.

He continued teasing your tip with the back of his throat, while tracing the veins with his tongue. By time it became even harder to hold back, if this continued you’ll just burst completely. Even so you didn’t pull out instead you pushed his head impossibly more deeper, putting up a tight grip on his hair. It made him let out an adorable whimper as tears streamed down his face, it just left you in “aww”.

As you fucked his throat like a little toy you noticed his body reacting to your thrusts. His body arched so beautifully all of a sudden. Soon your confused sound turned to hysterical laughter. Looking down you can see a large spot on his pants.

He just came inside his pants. Why? Just because you acted a bit roughly with him. How funny for none other than the geo archon to cum all over himself like a virgin.

“If i knew fucking your throat is all it takes to make you like this I would’ve done this sooner”. Soon your laughter came down to a stop. “But i don’t remember giving you the permission to cum”.

Zhongli’s embarrassment disappeared once he heard your words. Grabbing his hair and roughly pulling him away from your cock made him whine in pain. “You better Handle the consequences of your own actions, Morax”

You almost ripped his clothes apart from how rough you handled him. It made him gasp loud in surprise. Stripping him naked, you harshly pushed his head against the wooden door. Looking at his quivering body turned you on even more. His thighs covered in his own fluid from a while ago.

His ass too clear to your liking. You raised your hands just to bring it back again on his ass, his body jolted in surprise. he let out a choked out cry as your hand’s smacked his ass again and again, until you felt satisfied enough. The clear skin now had obvious handprints on it. His face couldn’t look more fucked up than it is now.

Swallowing his moans. He looked back at you with beginning eyes as he huffed out in between hiccups “please, do it already”. Spanking was a good punishment, but you still wanted to bully him a bit more.

“Do what? You know I can’t read minds” you said with a wide mischievous smile on your face. It would usually make him so embarrassed, but now he was so desperate to have you inside of him that he lost all the self dignity that he had. He does not care anymore about how shameful it is to beg, he just wants you so so bad.

“Please, i want you inside of me” he cried out “please pleaseplease, pleasseee”. You wanted to laugh at his pathetic pleadings. But the way your cock twitched at the sight. It felt impossible to hold back anymore. Yet you still somehow did it.

Due to avoiding you for quite sometime means thats his hole is absolutely not stretched enough to handle you yet. And You weren’t ‘that’ mean to just ram inside of him without preparations.

So you spat on his hole before using your fingers to spread it all around his rim. A mixture of ‘please’ and whines of your name escaped his mouth.

A loud yelp was what you received when your fingers went past his rim. Determined to stretch him well enough that you can fuck him for continuous hours without stopping.

One finger became two, two fingers became three which soon turned to four. Four fingers stuffing him full. He would’ve came so many times if it wasn’t for your other hand squeezing his tip. Denying any droplet of cum to escape. Which left zhongli a breathless crying mess. Until you deemed him ready.

You didn’t have much energy to tease him or hold back anymore, so you took your chance and rammed your cock all the way hitting his prostate first try.

With that singular thrust he came all over himself, painting the brown door white “Hah, you came just because i put it in? Thats pathetic of you morax” you teased him which resulted in his face becoming full of shame as it dusted dark pink. But it didn’t last long till you started railing him hard again.

You could swear everyone is hearing you two right now from how loud zhongli was being. Moaning out like a needy slut. Screaming your name so loud you actually suspect he’s doing it to show off how much of a whore he is for you.

Going in and out at a fast pace, hitting his prostate with every thrust you make made it all more pleasurable. And from the overstimulation he went through when you denied him his orgasm multiple times made him extra sensitive. And it didn’t take him long for him to cum all over himself again and again, till he can no longer cum anymore.

Chasing your own orgasm. You wrapped your hands around his tummy going in slow and deep, just to feel every part of his warm hole around you.

You both were in such intimate position that it almost made him forget that your weren’t actually together. You were connected together but it still wasn’t what he wanted.

“You like me don’t you” a confused ‘huh’ was let out by zhongli. He looked back at you confused, then that confusion turned to a terrified expression. You never stopped your movements, still fucking into him.

He couldn’t think of a word to say as you kept your steady motion. Before you grunted and pulled out. Jerking yourself off just to cum with a loud sigh. Painting both his back and ass with your cum.

Once you were done his leg’s finally gave up on him and he fell down to the floor. He didn’t know what to say so you talked instead of him.

“As the god of contacts, to break one of the rules of the contract must be a huge sin, eh” silence was what you received so you continued “as per contract, since the only rule was broken. The contract is cancelled.”

“Take this last session as a parting gift” you said as you turned to leave before remembering “oh and have your portion” you said as you threw a bag filled with mora his way. “Never see me again” was all you said before leaving zhongli who’s seated down on the floor being as speechless as a rock.

He was just dumbfounded that he got thrown away like that, thrown away like nothing but a cheap expired toy.

“This was all just a big mistake”

🏷️: @gaybitchfx @vyloy

[enid-rhees]

first i wanna say that i LOVE your fics…like the lack of fics for twd women on here is insane and anything you post is so good i start giggling and screaming when you post bc like 🤭 your writing is so amazing.

i have a request for rosita x reader..so the reader is kinda inexperienced (as in she’s had sex before, but not with a girl) and they’ve been in a relationship for a while and on a date night and it ends up with them making out and starting to take each other’s clothes off, and when reader tells rosita she hasn’t been with a girl, rosita helps her by showing, telling, and guiding her on what to do and being super reassuring and sweet xx

(this is my first time requesting something im nervous omgmsjai)

hi anon !! thank u so much !! and literally!! i’ve noticed the lack of fics for them and decided to try my best with them and i’m sososo glad people are loving them! 🫶🏻🫶🏻 hope you enjoy anon! tbh this request had ME giggling and screaming. i am so weak for Rosita.

warnings: smut. fingering and eating out. MINORS DNI.

A/N: hope you all enjoy! 🫶🏻 requests are always open! if you’d like to req for anyone i write for, just read pinned! all rules and info is there :)

“okay, maybe the walker ruined the last few minutes of our date, but it was still special to me, Ro. you put together such a nice dinner for us.” you said, pressing a kiss to her cheek. she smiled, unlocking the door to your shared home. she took your sweater off for you, hanging on the hook next to the door.

“i know. it was just so close to being perfect before that walker.” she whined, taking your hand as the two of you walked up to your bedroom. you both set your guns on your bedside tables.

“it was perfect, “love.” you reassured, sliding off your shoes and placing them against the wall. “i loved every second of it.”

you wrapped your arms around her neck and she lightly held your waist. Rosita closed the distance between you two, connecting your lips softly. your hands played with her hair, tangling your fingers into it.

Rosita backed up until you two landed on the bed. she pulled you onto her lap and you moved your hands to her cheeks, holding her head in place as you continued to kiss her. she squeezed your hips and a sigh of content left your lips.

her hands slipped under your shirt, reaching for the clasp of your bra. you teamed up and Rosita pulled away instantly, looking at you with concern. “is everything okay? did i overstep-“

“no.” you immediately said, shaking your head. “it wasn’t you, Ro. i just…” you sighed, not knowing how to word what you were trying to say. “i’ve never… done this with another girl before.” you admitted quietly, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “you’re my first girlfriend.”

Rosita’s facial expression softened, “oh, love. it’s okay.” she said. “we don’t have to continue if you don’t-“

“i want to.” you interrupted. “but i don’t wanna mess this up, Rose. i wanna make you feel good.” you told her, looking directly in her eyes. a smile made its way to her lips.

“you wanna make me feel good, huh?” you nodded, repositioning yourself on her lap. you leaned your head down, attaching your lips to her neck.

Rosita’s eyes closed, moaning softly at the small affection you were giving her. “i’ll teach you how to make me feel good, okay?”

you got off her lap, watching with adoration as she took her clothes off. she did it slowly to tease you. “take your clothes off too, pretty.” you eagerly followed her instructions, taking off your clothes and tossing them somewhere across the room.

Rosita got back on the bed, laying back on it. she spread her legs, giving you full access to her. your breath hitched at the sight, feeling yourself become wetter by the second.

“come here, love.” she spoke softly. you crawled over to her, hovering over her body. Rosita took your hand, slowly guiding it towards her already swollen clit. “rub it in circles, softly.”

she let go of your hand when you placed your fingers on top of it. a moan left her lips as you started to rub it in circles like she said. “good?” you asked. she nodded, a smirk on her face. “you’re doing so good, beautiful.”

you continued to rub her clit, reveling in the way she moaned, her head falling back onto the pillow below her. you replaced your fingers with your thumb, rubbing your fingers down her entrance.

“is… is this okay?” you questioned hesitantly. “mhm. slowly enter two fingers, and just gently push them in and out.” she instructed.

you did just that, in love with her current state. she moaned endlessly as your fingers repeatedly pushed into her. “you’re making me feel so good, love. you’re doing so fucking good.” she praised.

Rosita’s hips started to move up with the pace of your fingers, “i’m close, honey. you’ve already gotten me so close.”

you smiled at that, deciding to move your fingers faster. Rosita moaned loudly, “fuck, Y/N. doing so good for me.”

an idea popped in your head, and you removed your fingers. she whined at the loss of contact, but it quickly turned into a moan as you got down on the bed and slid your tongue in with no hesitation.

her fingers gripped your hair and you moaned at the sensation it provided, and she moaned again at the vibration it sent up her body.

with one final scream, Rosita’s body tensed and then went limp as her orgasm rippled through her. you removed your tongue, and Rosita could’ve sworn she had never seen a prettier sight than you with your lips covered in her essence.

“how did i do?” you asked, suddenly feeling shy, even after that. “oh my god, sweetheart. you did so fucking good. you made me feel so good.”

you smiled, leaning down to messily connect your lips. she pulled away, lightly biting your lip as she did. “my turn.”

[norman-ratri-truther]

pinned / about me post, u dont have to read to follow or anything but i thought id make one anyway bcz i havent had one in a while

poly

16 (17 soon)

aroace

she/her

my art blog is @polychromatiica , is mostly for fanart

i mostly just rb fandom stuff and then sometimes make my own posts , 99% of my brain is dedicated to gwen from torchwood. will go insane if I don't post about her every day. sorry.

my fandoms include (but aren't limited to)

Torchwood (main hyperfixation at the time of writing)

Doctor Who (specifically rtd era 1&2, as well as season 10 twelve & bill)

Five Nights at Freddy's (mostly afton family + movie continuity)

Supernatural (unfortunately)

Furbies

LEGO Monkie Kid

The X-Files

Disney TVA Cartoons (owl house, gravity falls, amphibia, moon girl, ducktales etc)

Watcher/The Ghoul Boys

note: i do not support a lot of the creators, writers, actors etc that are involved with media listed above. I try to seperate art from the artist and consume it critically

generally I don't have a strict dni, I just block if any boundaries are crossed. the closest I have to a dni is obvious stuff like homophobes, transphobes, racists, ableists, aphobes etc etc i dont fuck with you guys

also im so so so tired of ship discourse but if it matters to anyone where i stand: im not in support of harrassing people over ships obviously BUT i still do think rpf shipping and "pro ship" ships are incredibly weird, gross and uncomfortable and i really dont like to see that shit so id rather you didnt follow if u enjoy and post that kind of content because i hate it a lot.

also i am a minor so obv dont follow me if you have a no minors rule on ur blog

also this is more of a silly one but gwenbashers dni kinda like i wont get angry if u follow but also. why would u want to follow me she is literally my favourite character ever lmao

sorry if i accidentally follow ppl who i break the dni of / break my dni , I try to check for these things but sometimes i miss them !!

[wrappedinsunlight]

Now im getting a little existential but i can’t believe we live in a world where we really let punk ass bitches tell us what to do. Like oh you got a badge on so now i gotta listen to you even though the shit you’re saying is stupid & wrong ? Man please. Anyone in any “higher” position too like you’re nobody without that title your words mean nothing to me bro. Shit is crazyyyyy. Ima shut up though but shit is really ridiculous, im being vague but you get the gist hopefully. Its just crazy to think about how certain systems and ways of existing are not in alignment with majority of the populations interests or wants yeetttt nothing about it is really changing. Like from a nothing is real perspective the shit is even more ridiculous….because its like okay so you’re telling me some losers made some rules a long long time ago & we’re all just following it ? We all just collectively hate these rules and systems but are just continuing to go along with it even though it makes life shitty ? Like why not make new rules ? Everything is made up and we collectively choose to do this ? To live like this ? & to let insane mentally ill sick people tell us what to do ? Shit is wild.

[prodigalssun]

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1) mutuals only : please don't interact with my starter calls or memes unless we're mutuals, I got nothing against you it just helps with my stress levels to interact with people I know. I'll usually follow back in a few days if I'm interested in being mutuals but if I don't please don't take it personally and please don't keep following and unfollowing

2) my page is 21+ : im in my late 20s and I'm just not interested in interested in interacting with minors or anyone significantly younger than me. That said, i don't write smut, I'm not good at it and it doesn't really interest me so if that what you're looking for you'll have to go elsewhere.

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[dndfuckhouse]

Session 51 - A Man Out of Time

> 🎵  Insane President / AI The Somnium Files nirvanA Initiative OST

We pick back up again on The Pelican, in the dead of night. Rain pelts the deck as the group all stand huddled together, discussing their next course of action. Vernalis and Keva stand apart for the moment as the wraiths, on a whim, have decided to dance around them in a circle with them at the center. The wraiths wonder aloud when the group will complete their discussion on the ‘fun game’ they’ve suggested they all play.

Should the party win, the swaps will be undone and the wraiths will leave them be, though should they lose they say they’re to become their friends, and play games with them all the time. The innocuous words and the cold wind both chill the group to their bones as they chat in hushed tones.

The party decide to play hide and seek, knowing the abilities they hold would aid in never being found. Cimmorro decides on shape changing into a crew member, Psalm has his invisibility, Han her pass without a trace, and should all else fail, Plum shape changed into a bat stuffed inside their own bag of holding is their decided linchpin.

Han: "...so then, other than all that, we just play hide and seek?" Cimmorro: "seems straightforward enough. we should be clear with them what the rules are though" Han: "this seems pretty simple... i feel little bad... since psalm said it would be cool game.." she pouts a lil  Psalm: "They were attacking passengers if that helps you feel better about tricking them." Han: "i mean, yes, but they seem kinda harmless otherwise..." Psalm: he just shrugs Finn: finn openly glares at you Han: doesn't even clock it cause shes used to it from plum

Plum: "the attacking passengers kind of makes it so that they're not harmless, i'd think" Han: "alright alright im just saying" Finn: "just saying? if youre fine with having your body taken away then id be happy to lose you to these pesky wraiths, but this is a waste of my time and id like to get these childish games over with as fast as possible" Cimmorro: "it's also dead in the night and i would like to go back to bed in my body. i'm not about to stay here until dawn playing with bored ghosts" Finn: "i dont care what we have to do to win" Han: han like christ yall are so touchy, puts up her hands in surrender "forget i said anything, go do your smooth talking now" moves to push psalm out of the huddle Cimmorro: "so, are we good? let's get it over with?" Plum: "please" Finn: "please" Cimmorro: "should we all go up there with you or" Psalm: "Sure, at this point it makes no difference to me." Cimmorro: cimms gonna start following behind you Rokka: rokka will lag in the back Keva: as the rest of the bengaboys approach, keva turns to them, feeling a little agitated and on edge as the wraiths continue to circle her. "let's get on with it then"

The wraiths laugh a little at Keva's impatience, though they stop their dancing as the party approach and explain their game of hide and seek to them. They hear a few childish pouts and sighs as it seems they expected something wholly new, though others react with laughter and glee, as if it were already a favourite game of theirs.

Wraiths: "do we only play one round?" "we only have to find you.." "cat and mouse" "we'll play... even if you lied a little" "we'll give you three minutes to hide" and then we'll come looking" "are you all ready?” Psalm: :3c i love lying Cimmorro: cimm's like "yaay games and gaming..." low energy, can i just say cimm is sticking wherever vinny goes bc god forbid i leave that man alone Vernalis: verny didnt know what hide n seek was n now she knows Han: dogs dont sweat so han just sticks her tongue out n huffs nervously Rokka: Tails.jpg Plum: hearing the word "lied" makes plum a little nervous

The wraiths cease their circling around Keva and Vernalis and start floating in a circle on the deck again with the ethereal man. As the party all stand at the ready they send them off and start counting.

Waiths: "one...two...."

> 🎵  Pantry / Virtue's Last Reward OST

The party rush downstairs below deck, splitting up to find their hiding places. Psalm extends his invisibility spell to Rokka as Han throws up her Pass Without a Trace to all those nearby, aiding a nearby Vernalis hidden nearby. She also positions herself with the door ajar so she can see the comings and goings of the hall outside. Cimmorro and Vinny in the meanwhile rush to hide in the dining hall storage room as Cimmorro tries to pose as a bartender.

After turning into a bat, which is altogether a new feeling, Plum is quickly placed into the bag of holding which is itself a very strange feeling. They are deposited into a small pocket dimension in the shape of a square, the walls of it soft. Though they land uncomfortably on some of the random garbage people have shoved into the thing. They fear breaking something if they move too much, luckily they don't have to and need to simply sit pretty, good thing as its also pitch black in there.

Holding the bag of holding as he searches for a hiding place, Finn gets an idea, he quickly dashes and runs towards Ozan and Vernalis’ room.

Finn: finn runs up to ozans room and goes "hem hem. i was with the group of adventurers earlier, during the battle with the wraiths..... we are on the cusp of reversing the curse and id like your corporation on this. are you a good actor?" finn tilts his head and stares at ozan Ozan: he glances over and raises a brow "hmm? im pretty good at lying if thats what you're asking" Finn: "perfect" he smirks "we're playing hide and seek with them. surely youre familiar? id like to make your bed my hiding spot and id like you to cover me with the entirety of your body. encage me. pretend that you are asleep. itll only be a couple minutes." Ozan: he tilts his head "huh...gotcha" he leans back over the sheets and wiggles around until hes under the covers before lifting it up for you "well scoot right in" Finn: finn raises his eyebrows as he didnt expect ozan to go along with this so easily, considering hes lacking his physical charm right now but is satisfied nevertheless. only one of the vengaboys needs to win, but he hates losing. "what a reasonable man you turned out to be... a rarity" he purrs and climbs right in, not hesitating to get into ozans personal space "lie atop me, perhaps? but if thats too awkward itll be enough for you to hold me... and hold the sheets down, too" Ozan: "i mean all i gotta do is pretend im sleeping right? easiest job" he thinks for a moment as you nestle up into him "hmm... i dont exactly wanna crush you so ill just..." he grabs a pillow and puts it across on your other side to pretend as if he were holding it instead of you "that works"

Vernalis: I screamed Cimmorro: i like that the most homosexual of us all is getting boob action out of everyone Han: han is going to kill finn after this i think Plum: me first

Finn: "mm.. yeah that works... but its okay if you crush me a little" finn snuggles up to him, wishing it wasnt vernys body. its not like this is an unfamiliar feeling though... but just as finn is about to get too comfortable, he jolts up "ah! i... forgot something important" he climbs out awkwardly and hurriedly, jogging to the chest in front of the bed "we have someone hiding in this bag actually" he holds it up for ozan to see and then puts it gently down into the chest "just to make sure we'll win..." he then climbs back into bed, same position as before Ozan: he stares at you holding back a laugh at forgetting something so seemingly important "how'd they fit.." but its said more to himself as opposed to a genuine question as he knows youre meant to be actually hiding right now. he regains the previous position pulling you close "nighty niiiight" he fake yawns before closing his eyes and pretending to be in the blissful depths of sleep

Cimmorro: me n vinny soooo fucked we should just die together QUICK VINNY BEFORE THE WRAITHS FIND US DO YOU WANT TO ADMIT YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ME Chip: stealth so low bc ur just making out Keva: 5 minutes in heaven Chip: ghosts seeing cimmorro kissing a random crewman Cimmorro: GHUIEFGEFG ERHUIGER GHERIHUGER im sorRY I JUST REALIZED WHAT THAT IS Plum: like what happened to hide and seek....?

The countdown reaches its end and wraith begin their hunt. As they start searching the ship the group hear loud shrieks from the passengers and crewman in the dining hall and various sounds of scuffles as they rush away from them.

Most of the party don't hear anything to indicate the wraiths coming towards them. Though Rokka notices a wraith wisp through the open frame of the bathing hall where he’s chosen to hide. He stands stock still invisible in the middle of the bath, leaving two big indents in the water where his legs ought be.

Rokka: rokka freezes in his spot trying not to shake and holds his breath out of fear

The wraith slowly drifts over, staring directly where Rokka stands. it soon lets out a delighted cackle and swoops over, tapping him where his shoulder should be 

Wraith: "found one! you aren't very good at hiding..." 

He suddenly feels his arms grabbed by the wraith as it lifts him out of the water, he feels a strange sensation as if rising through something before he quickly lose consciousness.

Rokka: rokka starts shaking at the tap and screams before passing out ggez

The whole party hear the loud shriek echo across the floor, Han tenses hard after hearing rokka (her own voice) scream. She pops out her glaive, angling it as a mirror to try and check for anything down the hallway. She spots a couple wraiths heading in the direction of the scream, though only two. She imagines the others are somewhere else on the ship searching still.

Looking in the other direction she sees no wraiths directly nearby, as far as she can see none are on or around the stairs, any in the entrance hallway seem to be glancing in the other direction as well.

Across the ship, Cimmorro and Vinny don't fare much better in the storage room. As they sit crouched in the dark Cimmorro begins to hear the sound of one getting close to the door, judging by the commotion outside at any rate.

Cimmorro: whisper @ vinny "do you have anything to disguise yourself with!? we could both pretend to be working on something here, i don't know!" Vinny: he sweats crouched next to you as he wracks his brain "i-i dont have anything ready to change how i look. the best i could try is dimension dooring us somewhere if theyre onto us, t-though i dont know where id put us!?" Cimmorro: "w-wait that's good... wait, how about this: i'll run out there and distract them, since i'm disguised already... then you can do that thing to get out of here? that way we both don't get caught- i'll say something like someone's  hiding in this room then you go POOF good bye!" Vinny: he kind of crosses his eyes out of stress "I-i guess that could work... i still dont know where i should g-go!? what if they notice its you...." Cimmorro: "shit. good point... but there's only a few ghosts and more boarding rooms so might as well try for one of those? or the restroom stalls-" he scratches his head "either way if i get caught then that's just one less instead of both of us at the same time. we just need one person to stay hidden, remember?" Vinny: he scratches his head out of worry mirroring cimmorro "i guess ill pick a room and hope im lucky... i can take you with me, t-theres no need for the decoy plan really! id rather not have anyone caught i dont even know what they'll do if they grab you.." he glances back at the door anxiously "regardless i need to do it quickly" Cimmorro: "what if we BOTH end up in a room with a wraith? goddess- just, okay." he runs a hand down his face and takes a breath "just prepare your thing then if things go to shit" Han: hes like this 🥺 Cimmorro: fine i guess ill be your little pogchamp

Cimmorro and Vinny continue to converse in hushed tones before they see the handle on the pantry begin to jiggle. As it swings open they see the hand of a wraith as it makes its way inwards before Vinny jumps and casts the spell. He grabs Cimmorro and pulls the both of them through with a quick incantation before they feel themselves stumble with an oof into one of the random cabins. 

He tries to be as quiet as possible as he glances around with his arm around Cimmorro’s shoulders. The two spy a familiar purple haired women staring wide eyed at them from one of the beds, Ozan in the body of Vernalis.

Cimmorro: cimm just blinks a little dazed at how fast that went like ??? then looks up at verny? "h-hello just passing through-" then turns to vinny like what teh fuck.....! Vinny: he gets an embarrassed face as he rubs his neck crawling around on the floor "i-i couldnt decide but at least no ones around..hello..." he whispers this to ozan like he wants to die the man continues staring at the them and waves a little from the bed

Setting off a quick detect undead, Cimmorro quickly senses a wraith is right outside the door, floating towards it.

Cimmorro: whispered panic "shit. shit. one's right outside.” Finn: finn mentally recalls what the past couple days have been like, what hes done, who hes talked to, and finds that hes done nothing so wrong that he deserves the situation at hand unfolding. he wonders if he should even bother yelling at the other vengaboys. he wants to ignore them so so bad but decides to stick an arm out and point at the other bed before retracting it, holding tighter onto ozan Cimmorro: cimm's immediate panic is put to a pause as soon as he sees the hand, it only takes another second for him to realize what's going on and turns to vinny pulling him over to the unoccupied space. "you. bed. now. go go go" Vinny: vinny stares curiously at the motion before cimm pulls him "e-er, over or under?" Cimmorro: "over, it's too obvious if you're under-" he says this while changing his form again to something bigger maybe something like an aarakocra so the wings can help with cover, then he basically just pins vinny under him and says shush Vinny: he makes an aborted yelp as you pull him over, most of his surprise coming from the change in form as you pull him close, as you settle in and shush him he just mutters an 'oh gods...' under his breath doing his best to hide himself and his face, nearly forgetting the tail. Ozan: you hear ozan stiffle a chuckle as he closes his eyes again Vernalis: Ozan actually gonna fall asleep

As the two secure themselves, across the ship in one of the storage rooms, Keva’s ears pick up the sound of the door creaking open as something begins shuffling around the room. She assumes it to be a wraith as she hears a little chuckling and things in the room get moved around and toppled over, erring closer to her spot, hidden within a crate.

She does what she can to hide herself further, hiding under a dusty tarp within the crate, curling into as small a ball as she can. Suddenly she hears the crate on top of hers opened and then tossed aside. She feels the lid lifted off her own and holds her breath. After a few moments she feels the lid dropped onto the top of the crate again as the wraith abandons it, seemingly satisfied with spotting nothing inside.

It continues to rummage about the rest of the room. She keeps her guard up, staying sharp until she hears the sound of it leave the room, finally noting the door slam shut again.

Keva: after a few moments she breathes again and tries to not sneeze or cough from the dust lol

Back in the cabin hallway, Han decides to try move up the stairs to get a look on whats happening on the deck. She squints into the darkness as the rain continues to pelt overhead, unseen for now. She spy's a few wraiths on the deck playing in a circle as she'd seen before, though feels as if there are more figures than before she cant make out much else. She clicks her tongue and darts back to her hiding spot, trying to not linger lest she alert the wraiths moving around the entrance hall.

Han tries again to try and check the corridor, though she nearly trips over herself walking to the door, catching her feet just in time. Her dance with herself gives her zero view of the hall outside in the meantime, she stays frozen in place nervously afterwards.

The wraiths search continues as they begin examining the cabins. The door of the room Psalm is hiding in is flung open, though after a few moments of silence, he hears it flung closed just as quickly, seemingly no worse for wear.

Near Psalm’s recently opened cabin Cimorro, Vinny, Ozan and Finn also hear the sounds of the doors in the hallway begin to get flung open. The sound is getting ever closer as the four set themselves in their positions.

Soon enough they hear the door to their own slammed open. Cimmorro feels one float over to him above the bed, staring at his face it looks at him for what feels like hours but could only be a few seconds. After a few more tenuous seconds it then floats away, doing the same to Ozan on the other side of the room. Satisfied, it lets out a little cackle as it exits the room, slamming the door shut behind it again.

After a few more seconds of tense waiting around in their positions, all across the ship the group suddenly hear a chorus of wailing and sighing sounds. Soon after they feel a snapping sensation in their heads as they’re snapped back into their own bodies where they currently sit. All across the ship they hear cries and shouts of surprised and relieved cheering echo around from passengers and crew.

> 🎵  Junkpit / Ghost Song OST

As opposed to the others however, Han’s literal body swaps instead, she finds herself in the same position she was but simply as herself again. As the party settle themselves in their new strange positions, they note any spells they’ve cast suddenly drop as well.

Plum: plum is going to go from a cozy dark space to lying in bed with a random person and screaming Cimmorro: cimm struggles a lil while tapping vinny's arm like "erm... cheesed to meet you" Vinny: he blinks while rubbing his head then glances down at you and yells, rolling off to the side abruptly and onto the floor with a whomp sound Vernalis: blinking back after waiting around in the dark verny kinda painfully slowly reacclimates and looks down at plum and then looks around a lil bit more "Oh! That was rather smart." She's kinda just immobile relishing lack of joint pain idk how old ozan is hes geriatric in her mind. Plum: plum struggles away from verny awkwardly and sits up, frowning. "yeah i guess it was," they mutter, but they're thinking of how to grill finn later. speaking of finn, where did finn put..himself. they also notice cimm and vinny in the room like wtf.. Cimmorro: he sits up while laughing and says "well, that worked! guess we're fine now- apart from that blood curdling scream earlier" Vinny: he breathes a defeated sigh on the ground as he lowers himself further Cimmorro: he stands over to his side and stretches his home sweet body again before pulling over one of vinny's arms. "cmoooon, you gotta admit that was quite the thrill!" he looks over to verny and plum like :D "yay! we did it!" Vernalis: "I should go look for my roommate now." And with a ^_^ She gets up and finally registers cimm and vinnys presence. "Yeah we did it??!" :D???? Plum: "we did it, yayyy" they say in a somewhat unenthused voice. "that was really fucking easy for me, not gonna lie" Vinny: he makes a withered noise in the back of his throat "yes...quite the thrill.." but turns his head at the cheering and lifts a fist like wooo... Cimmorro: "heh, i am curious of what it feels like to be in that thing-- speaking of, where is it?” Plum: "i have no idea, i was in the bag. probably in this room, though"

Han: seeing psalm and keva rush up too, han goes "are you yourself again? that was. not pleasant." Psalm: "Not something I'd like to experience again." Keva: keva nods "do you know where the others are?" Han: "i could only feel someone in my- feeling-" han walks back and knocks under the stairs to ozan "are you yourself" Ozan: he shuffles out of the door and peeks his head out "helllooo!" he glances around you all "i assume whatever this was got sorted then" he stretches his back a little "wish i could go back to napping..." Psalm: psalm rolls his shoulders like "Hope Im not sore tomorrow.." Keva: "stretch and you'll be fine" Psalm: :< Han: looking at ozan, han looks back up to keva and psalm "wait, when you guys changed, did you... stay where you are? because it felt like my whole body got moved?" Keva: keva blinks "i was in a box and then suddenly i was in a room, i assume where psalm had been hiding" Han: "i stayed in the same place..?" 😬 Psalm: "And you were swapped with Rokka? We should keep an eye out for him." Han: han pats ozan’s head distractedly before rushing up stairs again lol Keva: turning to han and processing what she said, and remembering the scream earlier, keva moves with greater urgency as she continues to the deck, looking out for signs of rokka  Ozan: ozan makes a sound as you pat him on the head as if amused as you shuffle upstairs past him

As the three head up again in the rain they see it pelt the deck of the ship, though it seems to be letting up, a softer shower than before.

> 🎵  Flowers / Ghost Song OST

They glance towards where the wraiths are and see them dancing slowly in a circle again, they would almost guess their demeanour looked sad from where they stand. In the circle is the same ethereal man and now holding hands with him as hes lifted around in the air is Rokka.

Han: not thinking han yells for rokka :( "hey! you stupid jellyfish! what did you do to him!!!"

Cimmorro: cimm was continuing on hassling vinny about getting up until he hears that outside and he perks up with concern "i think we should go" 

As the group outside confront the wraiths, the four inside make to head out. Plum plucks Finn out of the bag, hiding them under their arm as they make for the deck where its raining. On the deck the wraiths look over at at the three.

Wraiths: "hello" "hello winners" "we didn't do much" "he's just sleeping" "we got excited to keep him..." "but we lost" "no new friends today..." they continue rotating in a circle but slow down and let rokka's body slowly lower to the floor. hand still holding a wraiths and the man's Keva: keva makes her way over and tries to help him up Han: han runs over to hold rokka Psalm: "Is he going to wake up any time soon or...?" Wraiths: "pat him on the cheek a few times" "or shout really loud" "he'll wake up" "but he's having a good dream right now" "gave it to him as a reward for winning"

Rokka: Rokka is dreaming about reuniting with his family, his family welcoming him home with open arms, including the one person he has been desperately wanting to see the most finally home again. Whole at last he felt.

Keva: keva glares at the wraith holding his hand and says lowly "let go" Wraiths: a few of the wraiths droop to release his hand, the mans comes open on its own as they wraiths move to relink with him and continue spinning around, leaving rokka in your care Han: han glares at them untrustingly but doesnt wake rokka up yet "what about that guy?" Wraiths:  "we told you" "he's our friend" "he's not yours is he..."

Thinking fast Keva quickly moves her hand while the etheral man is still within her grasp, she quickly reaches out to grab the man’s free arm.

Wraiths: as you grab the other man's arm you stop the abrupt twirling, the wraiths quickly go from dropping to standing tall as they make angered faces at you "he's not part of the game!" "why are you grabbing him!" Keva: "time you find someone else to play with" she tugs to try and pull him towards her Han: han joins in to try and grab another body part Wraiths: the ghosts tug back with a ferocity, contesting the two womens "no!" "no!" "stop!!" "you already won! "we already lost so many!" "there'll be no one left" their wailing begins to grow in volume as if they were starting to scream and cry Psalm: I help them pull, altho psalm will say under his breath "We shouldn't even be getting involved."

Keva feels a surge of strength run through her as she reaclimates to her body but with an otherworldy possessiveness the wraiths wrest the man back.

Wraiths: "hes not yours!" "hes not your friend!" "he doesnt love you!" "go away" "go away!" "dont take him away!" "dont leave us alone!"

As the man is ripped from the three's grasps, Han manages to cast protection from good and evil in the fleeting seconds before he leaves it. As she does the wraiths pull him away from them. As he’s laid in their arms she suddenly sees the man's face twitch from where it had lied unmoving before.

The rest of the party arrive on deck, and watch the man's face twist and bunch as the wraiths crowd him, before suddenly they begin to shout and murmer worriedly amongst themselves.

Wraiths: "no no!" "what did they do!" "they hurt him!" "he's leaving!" "please stop!" "dont do this!" "make it stop!" "dont go!" 

The man's arms begin to twitch, his legs and his toes shudder as he stirs. eventually he falls right out from under the wraiths hold onto the deck below, their grip on him lost. Reacting before her, Keva gives Han's back a push, forcing her dash forward to catch the man in her arms before he hits the ground. 

He feels light and airy in her arms as if he weighed nothing at all. In the interim Finn flys over towards Psalm to hide from the rain within his cloak. Above them the wraiths distort and wail sadly, but they seem to twist and shake, instead of trying to grab him again they just wobble and wail, crying out.

Wraiths: "were alone again!" "alone again!" "why did you do this!" "why do you hate us" "why do we lose everything" Han: han looks up soooo sadly at them "you.. come on guys, you know you cant steal people..." Wraiths: the wraiths droop and twist in agony and sadness "he came to us..." "he chose us..." "isn't that okay!?"| Psalm: "You have each other?" Psalm tries Wraiths: the wraiths look towards psalm and despite their lack of eyes he feels something mournful boring into him "we wanted someone different" "its scary" "someone big" "safe" "we keep losing ourselves" "but he would always be there" "please give him back" "were sorry" "please were so sorry" "we'll go away" "never again" Han: han looks at psalm and keva with big pleading eyes and her mouth in a grimace "should we- not have-?" she doesnt really know what to do Keva: han can see keva's struggling with this too, but says "we should ask him" and juts her chin at the man Psalm: "I don't feel any sympathy for them after all the trouble they put us in tonight. But I agree. If he wants to be with them that's none of my business." He crosses his arms.

Han tries to get a read on the wraiths but gets nothing aside from pure sadness, and lonliness, she cant imagine this is anything but purely genuine from them, which makes it so demoralising. Keva tries to stir the man but he doesnt seem to wake, just shifting and furrowing his brow as if in the midst of a bad dream. Psalm tries lightly slapping his face, and turns up much of the same result.

Trying to get a read on how to help them Plum thinks to themselves, wracking their brain on the things they've been hearing them say and his general look and appearance. They gather at some point he came into contact with them and ended up this way, most likely unknowing of the consequences. To bind the undead like this you would need something to hold them, the man and the wraiths didn't come from nowhere. Something magic is holding them in this in between state, forced into a limbo. They glance back at the man and think 'there has to be something on him doing this... a seal or lock'.

As the others find themselves preoccupied talking to the wraiths Plum quickly moves to check the man over realising they might be able to solve this. Soon enough they find what they’re looking for, a locket in the shape of a heart tucked away in his clothes around his neck. As they flip it around they see arcane runes scratched into the back. Something strong and binding, its almost hard to look at directly as if it were repelling their eyes. As they mess around with it they click it open, on the inside they see something carved in smaller letters in common, reading 'always together'.

Plum: plum just makes a face at it, and says, "wow.. very subtle." they're not sure if just removing the locket will kill the guy or not, they cast identify on it

Psalm: "You wouldn't need protecting if you didn't randomly attack innocents now would you. Learn to play games among yourselves." berating them like children Wraiths: the wraiths droop lower and lower as you speak, making sounds as if crying "were sorry" "we just wanted to make friends" "were sorry" "please im sorry" you almost watch them grow smaller in size as you do Han: han continues to look like a lost puppy btwn everyone Finn: finn squeaks at you disapprovingly a little...... Psalm: <-- after their reactions, Psalm rolls his eyes and goes "Just don't do it again." Finn: at this finn simply gets comfortable again, satisfied w psalm correcting his way here Han: "can we- can we do something else for you? how can we keep you here, without him?" :( Keva: keva speaks more softly to them this time, "if you're really his friend, then don't you want him to be having fun, too? he looks like he's been in a bad dream all this time "you can't... make people stay" Wraiths: the wraiths shrink a little in response at psalm’s dismissal before turning to han "were all alone" "we want to be with him" "we dont want to be alone again" "we want to be with him" "we want to be with someone" at keva the wraiths twist and contort again as they grow "he was happy" "he was happy before" "now hes hurt" "he came to us" "and now hes hurt" the wraiths let out a long wail in unison Han: han looks at plum as they study the locket "can we do something??” 🥺

As they wait for Plum to finish their identification, Han’s spell drops, when it begins to wane she spots the wraiths moving close to the man as if trying to grab him.

Han: han makes a miserable face and and closes her eyes as she recasts it Wraiths: the wraiths let out another loud wail as you do, you hear no words only sorrow Han: hans shoulders tense up and she whines at their sounds

Finished with their identification Plum takes in the newfound information, before sharing it with the rest of the group.

Lovelorn Locket A locket that holds the souls of lonely children long past. In heavy grief in another time they were woven to it after their deaths, their souls tied to the material plane through it. The locket acts as their body allowing them to bring any they please into and out of it. Strange runes amplify and grant them magic, with which they use to play games with any they come across, acting as steadfast playful companions. When destroyed their souls are released, and those they've taken would return to as they were beforehand, the locket returning to dull metal.

Plum: "i think we need to get this thing off of him, honestly." Psalm: "I agree." Finn: finn wishes so bad it wasnt raining Cimmorro: "we should put them to rest, no?" [rp'ers note: this was typed with gritted teeth] Han: keva has a look of sadness as she listens "we have to free them too. they've been stuck here too long" Plum: "basically, yes. i don't even know where the fuck this kind of thing came from, it's actually pissing me off."

As they lift the locket from the mans chest they see a string of light connecting itself between his chest and the locket begin to stretch out between the two as they move it away.

Plum: "uhhhhh i don't like that, why is it doing that," plum starts to ramble. they are like convinced they are pulling this guys soul out rn Cimmorro: "likely cause it's bound to him? perhaps we need to get rid of it where it stays" Plum: "yeah, you check on it cimm because i dont' want to accidentally kill this guy." they're still holding the locket but they like hold it up more for cimm to see it Cimmorro: cimm and plum diffusing a timed bomb rn

Staring at it Cimmorro gets a sense the light is the connection between his soul and the item, severing it probably wouldn't harm him, simply the connection between the two.

Cimmorro: cimm takes a closer look and after a bit he's like "i was right, it was its link to him. severing it shouldn't harm him though, just the link itself... i wonder if a normal blade would even work though" Plum: "i'm gonna take it off first." plum says and lifts the locket over the guys head and off his body ??: as you pull the locket off of his neck you see his face twitch and move again but nothing else comes. Plum: "okay somebody destroy this thing, i'm sorry but it's gotta go." Vernalis: "I'm worried this won't work but I got something I can try?" Plum: plum hands them da locket Han: han continues to not watch whatevers happening, just hold onto our mystery persons hand after casting protection and clutching rokkas sleeping body, sniffling quietly Cimmorro: cimm just looks up at the ghosts a little 🥺 "we'll be taking you some place nicer, you'd meet someone there, someone different, and she will take care of you maybe even play if you're nice! sound good?" Wraiths: the ghosts twist and contort a little more watching the goings on, but as you speak they look over towards you, rising again "really?" "someone...?" "someone nice?" "really..." "he cant come?" "not with us?" Cimmorro: "no he can't, not yet. but you'll see him again eventually, don't worry. he just has to finish things first." he gives them a reassuring nod Wraiths: they spread out a little again, floating near you "really?" "youre not lying again...?" "promise" "we want to see so many people again" "promise..." Cimmorro: "promise!" he smiles around them "but you have to be good! then the nice lady will let you meet new people! promise me you'll be good? and tell me your names so i may pray for you" Wraiths: "you promised.." "so we promise" "i promise" "remember you promised" at the question you see them stop still as contorted shapes wisp through the air "do you remember?" "i dont know..." "did we have names?" after a few moments you hear them speak again in hushed tones "we knew someone named vinos... thats the only name we know" Plum: "and who's that?" plum asks, very surprised Wraiths: "our first friend" "but she left a long time ago" "she was always very sad" Keva: "how did she leave?' Wraiths: "she died" "but she didn't come be with us" "because we didnt take her" "thats how we learned..." "we need to do it first" Keva: "she might be where he's taking you" she says a bit hesitatingly, tilting her head at cimmorro Wraiths the swirl in thought at that "if we can meet other friends..." "we could see her too?" "i hope so" "i miss her" "i miss her too" Cimmorro: "yes, perhaps a reunion is due... so long as you let us free you with no hard feelings" Wraiths: the wraiths begin twirling again in a circle around you all slowly as if thinking, sniffling wails stifled and voices lighter "you promised" "so well trust you" "if youre lying we'll know" "we can do scary things" "so we'll trust you" "well let him go" "if we can see him again" "and you promised" Cimmorro: "yes, promise. cross my heart" he does the gesture Wraiths: the wraiths continue twirling in silence as the rain falls "okay" "okay "alright" they say nothing else as they watch you all

Cimmorro: he turns to vernalis "would you mind if i do the honors? i feel like i'm responsible of these children now"

Taking the locket Vernalis sits with Cimmorro as he holds it out in of his hand’s casting sacred flame and eveloping it in the fire.

Cimmorro: they're doing prayers and hes using a formal jasidan prayer but at the end he adds smth about requesting these kids find their friend vinos  Keva: keva only quietly mutters a common shuk kuyu prayer for the dead as this happens (insert smth like the one in fe3h lol) Vernalis: Verny doesn't exactly worship any one deity more than just adherence to her oath, but she draws strength from that oath to send these kids off. What comes out comes out in Sylvan, she's pretty sure they probably won't understand her, but some words are said in mirth and attempt to alleviate how scary this must be for them. She ends it in common and prays that these kids and Vinos can find each other and play in the light together.

As the flame envelops the locket and some of the party speak aloud and to themselves, they watch something on the locket snap with a loud sound with finality. As it does they see the light between the man and the locket snap as well before the glow around it fades and disappears. The wraiths twist and snap along with it for a moment before they see their forms dissolve, turning from creatures with sharp teeth and hollow eyes into the soft faces of children for a brief few seconds. As they do, the party notice all around the deck groups of crewman suddenly appearing, as if from thin air,  dropping and lying on the deck. Most of them let out yelps and moans as people come to consciousness around them.

After a few moments the children wave at them all before they disappear into the breeze and the rain. 

> 🎵  Attic Theme / Rule of Rose OST

In the party’s arms the man in green stirs, groaning to himself as he shivers moving a hand to run over his face. Rokka begins to rouse from his sleep as well.

Plum: "are you alright" plum says in a deadpan to the green guy Cimmorro: med checking him for anything that needs attention ??: the mans eyes appear glassy and unfocused until he blinks a few times, glancing at you in the rain "am i...?" he glances around from his spot as if in a daze "i am...?" he blinks a few more times his lashes wet "where am i..."

Cimmorro looks the man over, as far as he can tell he looks physically no worse for wear if not a bit out of it, some kind of shock probably. He’s no clue how long he was with those kids, the rain and wind probably isnt going to help matters though.

Cimmorro: a Han: han holding rokka like a bebe Rokka: rokka stirs awake, scrunching his face a bit as he blinks adjusting his vision. realization slowly sinking in that it was all just a dream, he jolts up "RAL--" noticing everyone he pauses, ears falling down for a split second before composing himself again and clears his throat "y-you guys..." his voice shakes a little  Han: han lets him down off of herself Keva: keva looks to rokka when she feels him start to wake, and gives him a few pats on the back after pulling away, now feeling the brunt of the chill Rokka: he looks a little surprised at u briefly like woah 😳 Han: "you all right? we got rid of the ghosts..." Rokka: "y-yeah" he mumbles while rubbing his head "what even happened? I was hiding and the next thing i knew i just felt hands grabbing me and it went blank from there..?" he looks around double checking for the ghosts even if han wasn't lying to him and lets our a longgggggggggggggggg sigh "FINALLY" Han: "we mustve won our game, cause suddenly everyone turned back to themself, then we came up here and the ghosts were dancing with you and that man (points to anton) but they gave you back... then we uh.. tried to get them to release him and they didnt want so..." han sighs wearily "we forced them anyway.. i guess..." she frowns Rokka: "huh...." he tilts his head processing everything, noticing her frown "its a good thing u saved him though, right?"

Cimmorro: "we should all head back inside"  Plum: "you're on the........" plum racks their brain for the name of the airship for a second. "the pelican. an airship heading to....." doesn't remember that either. "ANYWAYS. i'm plum, and me and some others just saved you from a bunch of ghosts. what's the last thing you remember." Anton: he tilts his head "a pelican..." he tilts it again "an airship?" he stares at you blankly before shivering again "i... was in a garden... my garden..." he stares around lost as he goes on "i am anton...." Plum: plum notices them shiver and helps them up like right, maybe it's time to go inside now.. now they're really confused though, not really one who knows much about spirits and how he could get spirited from a garden to here. "a garden where?"

As they consider the man’s words they hear a few of the newly spirited crewman begin yelling and making their way towards your group.

Crewman: "are you lot alright!" "my heads killing me..." a woman in drenched trousers and a white jacket approaches you all ahead of them "here come inside, he looks dour.." she says glancing at the man in green Anton: he considers the question "my home...?" with a blink as the crewman get closer a few of them begin helping him up and give him comforting pats on the back as if to ground him as they walk him downstairs and out of the rain

The party soon follow after, and begin warming up amongst the harried crew and passengers, though most are celebrating their return to normalcy, the mood contrastingly chipper once more.  

Cimmorro: cimm walks back inside after making sure everyone else is alright and just starts drying himself with magic air Keva: as keva tucks her arms into her body and starts to head back below, she bumps her shoulder lightly into cimm’s and simply says “good work” with a weak smile and a sniffle Cimmorro: he looks at her in surprise then smiles back "you too" fwooshes her with some air Keva: she flinches like 😖 Cimmorro: "ah oops, don't do well with the cold? nevermind that then" he gives an apologetic smile. "better hurry to those towels, then" Keva: she just nods and slips away Vernalis: verny just wipes her face and shakes like a dog when inside

As soon as Psalm’s spotted a few of the crewman crowd him and cheer.

Crewmen: "oooii this one!" "king of the dagger here!" and begin manhandling him around until theyre chucking him in the air, a few also approach vinny similarly Psalm: PSALM LIKE UNHAND ME Keva: keva sees this on her way to the bath and laughs a little nasally like congested sounding Finn: [finn just desperately hanging onto psalm rn] Vinny: he attempts to rub his face from the tears hed been shedding as fast as possible, very flustered and trying to avoid a similar fate. Cimmorro: cimm's just kinda outside of vinny's crowd and laughing at the ruckus Vinny: as you look at vinny he shoots you a glance like when will it end...

The rest of the party get thankful people approaching them one at a time for their efforts on the ship for the night. The crewmen settle anton in the dining hall, with towels and something warm to drink. Plum follows after him still concerned, and is handed a drink as well to warm up.

Keva: she gives plum a brief but grateful hand on their shoulder before finding a private bath again to warm back up and also maybe let herself get a little emotional about the display from the kids Plum: they smile but continue talking to anton

Plum: "i mean, ugh." plum says, but not impatiently. they're just tired and like overly concerned for this person. "where is your home?" Anton: he seems to have regained some of his wits amongst the jovial atmosphere, holding a tankard in hand as he holds back a sneeze. he thinks quietly "ah... home is. eventa" Vernalis: She just hears Eventa, takes a moment to process that and grimaces off in a corner

Plum recalls the name Eventa was a name for for an old region of Vargonia before it formed as a country, people only called the area that still about a hundred years ago though.

Plum: plum looks blankly at anton for a bit as it slowly dawns on them what it means when he says that his home is eventa. did they have airships 100 years ago? nobody in his party is old enough to answer this, maybe finn..? how long has finn been alive again..? "uhhh," they say elegantly. "uh, oh no.." they look around awkwardly. "how receptive are you to...bad news?" Anton: he blinks at you the heat filling his body once more making him look alive and human "ah... a normal amount?" Plum: "okay," plum grumbles, taking a swig of whatever was placed in front of them also, hopefully alcohol. this guy is kind of a pain in the ass but it's fine, it's fine, he doesn't know what's going on. plum was like that too. probably still is. "we found you on the deck of this airship, which is like... a ship that flies..in the air. with these ghost--wraiths, i guess, tossing you around like a rag. seems like you might have crossed them some time ago and they possessed you, but it's probably been years since then. considering eventa hasn't been a place on the map for like, a hundred years." Anton: he nods as you begin and go on, trying to parse the information. he doesnt seem surprised about the existence of wraiths but before he can comment his eyes go wide hearing the map comment, after a few stunned seconds of silence he blinks "i.... truly?" he lifts a hand to rest at his brow, as if stricken, going a little paler Plum: "um.....yes, truly." plum nods, wondering if now is the time to do something comforting like place a hand on his shoulder or something...? they opt for pouring him more drink instead. "that area is called vargonia now." Anton: "v...vargonia...." he blinks and looks up into the middle distance "i...?" he looks at the drink and takes it slowly after a few seconds, drinking his fill before putting it back down "i am a man...out of time then? what year... IS it..?"  Plum: "yeah i believe you are. its 415 EE, era of evolution.." plum feels pretty bad for this guy. Anton: he stares at you and goes a little slackjawed and puts a hand to his face again. he looks down, back up, blinks at you and closes his mouth before looking down again "i... oh i feel dizzy..." Crewman: one of the crewman nearby approaches you two from behind again "you alright? we can give yous a place to lay down..." Anton: he nods in reply "that...may be best..." as he stands he looks at you plum and blinks again "th...thank you, i... appreciate it" he looks towards his drink and downs the rest of it.

As Anton is shuffled off by the crewman to rest from Plum, across the room in the dining hall Cimmorro eyes Vinny’s crowding with amusement.

Cimmorro: even if the sight is amusing, cimm still feels a little sorry for him. the night has been long, their sleep was cut short, and boy what a harrowingly emotional mess this had become. eventually he rolls his eyes as if saying 'alright, alright' before squeezing into the crowd and attempting to peel him away from it. to the crowd he goes, "this has all been wonderful but we could really use a break. celebrations could come in the morning yes? yes. we're all soaking wet and my husband is quite frail--" he keeps pulling him away. "our sweet daughter is also waiting for us in our room as well. so we must go." Vinny: he gives you a thankful look as you dispel the jovial drinkers around him and pull him away before he splutters going red at the wording "we have a daughter...??" he thinks for a moment before realising where he left jasper "oh we do..." he replies mindlessly to himself allowing you to drag him off  Finn: finn flies to join cimm and vinny, although still in bat form. he looks hesitant to land on either of them but he just stays close, following them Cimmorro: he hears a trail of cimm's laughter ahead of him. "you were about to forget her...! oh she'd be so sad..." he eventually lets go once they're out of the dining hall. Vinny: he huffs a sigh rubbing his face now that his hands are free, standing around the stairs "frankly im glad, she was better off waiting here... Cimmorro: "indeed." he continues to walk towards their room "though i'm sure she's in quite a fuss after seeing that wraith... i just hope she isn't too stressed there all alone..." he kinda just 🥺 at the ceiling thinking about it and walks a lil faster Vinny: after a moment he follows afterwards with a slanted smile on his face "lets just hope she fell back asleep..."

Finn: finn thinks this is a great moment to make his presence known to you and he chirps up next to you, the flapping of his wings probably quite audible now... he seems to be somewhat in distress and wont shut the fuck up Cimmorro: he hums. "well, that aside... i was about to get upset about all the attention you're getting-- that was all me! but then, i thought, well, i did use the things you taught me. so, no hard feelings~" he says it all somehow both jokingly and sincere. "i wish you could've seen me though! wuh, i bet you--" his words cut short by a flapping as annoying as a buzzing fruitfly and stops to turn to its source only to find finn "can i help you?" he looks at him puzzled and a bit in dismay Vinny: he shakes his head at the comments but cimm’s genial attitude lifts his spirits a little from his earlier headache. when he stops and begins speaking to a bat he blinks and stares, as if he's suddenly started hallucinating he rubs his red eyes again Finn: finn bumps into you a few times, as if to urge you to hurry to your room...... Cimmorro: cimm just goes like "ack, what is your problem?! i'm on my way there already geez!" eventually they arrive and cimm opens the door for them Finn: finn flies in and hangs from the ceiling until vinny and cimm are in. this presumably does not take much time and once the doors finally shut, finn transforms back, landing dramatically but gracefully on his feet. "i-i didnt wanna do it in the hallway" he pouts, since he pressured cimm so much about this. "who knows how long plum is going to spend with that waifish looking man..." hes so preoccupied with himself he forgets that vinny isnt in the know about him yet, but something about him is a little off anyway.... are his eyes...the tiniest bit glassy? Cimmorro: "why did you have to do it here? you could've just went to the restroom or something geez" he walks over to where jasper is and starts babying her Vinny: he stares increudlously as cimmorro continues to speak to the bat and allow it into their room, choosing to stop rubbing his eyes at least lest he rub them raw. as soon as finn transforms he jumps with a yelp barely processing the conversation the two are having before he thinks for a few moments "oh jeez... it was just you finn..." he rubs his forehead as if feeling tired Finn: cimmorros swift dismissal grounds finn somewhat. 'because i trust you' 'because i felt like i couldnt turn to anyone else'? thankfully keeping these words in comes easy to him now. no, really, hes so happy actually that cimm is reminding him of where they stand no matter what he does right. he wonders if he can afford to get a sniffle in without anyone noticing. for better his train of thought is halted by vinny, before he can think of a way to reply to cimmorro while mainting his dignity. only now finn realizes how badly he messed up by following cimmorro here. so the night could still get worse, he thinks. despite viewing vinny as his only real friend among the vengaboys, lies are at the immediate forefront of his mind. or perhaps he should handle it the way he did before he started developing affections for this man. apathy and dismissal. if he does not ask, he need not explain himself. "it was indeed me" he says as stable as he can. taking a breath he doesnt need, just to ground himself further. "i did not mean to startle you, my friend..." without thinking, he bows "im happy to see youre unharmed... i know ive praised you for our efforts quite a bit already, but let me praise you again, for i think that was a grandiose battle. only do i wish to witness you at your own strength now, now that we have become comrades" he smiles at vinny, but it is a little tired. his long winded speech lacks the usual spark Cimmorro: "do i need to leave the room" Vinny: he waves a hand in the air to dismiss any presumptions "n-no no i just didnt know you could ah, do that?" he settles himself with a shake of the head getting a little embarassed at the amount of praise hes being given "i...ah i dont know if i did so well, but thank you? considering the amount of people coming up to praise me id think cimmorro did more than me..." he glances over and makes a face at cimmorro’s comment before rubbing his neck "h-heres to many more fierce battles..?" he says it a little tiredly as well but he gives you a smile as if trying to muster some spirit Cimmorro: >cimm feels like a third wheel rn Finn: "youll find quite a few of my talents are not ascertainable at first glance" he smirks and poses, slowly he feels like hes regaining himself. yes...yes! this is the path to self preservation! he outstretches his hand and declares "when those fierce battles descend upon us, bear witness to my might, vinny!" he laughs a little "as will i bear witness to yours! together, my friend, we will banish anyone who dares point their magecraft or steel toward us!" he then sighs, happy with his performance and recovery. "will it not be so?" cimm he wishes he could snap at cimmorro though. so so badly. despite the strange direction their relationship has taken on, despite his heart softening for this unbearable clergyman in particular, he wishes he could snap right now. just once more. but he needs cimmorro. he needs something only cimmorro can give him. it is not the salvation he watched the man give to those wretched children, no, although a part of his heart that he quickly commands to quiet down wishes cimmorro did pray for him as well. he wouldnt even have to tell finn for him to appreciate it. "you? leave? heavens no..." finn begins "you have my gratitude as well... for granting me shelter here, and for staying by vinnys side... ^__^ surely youve fought as well as i can expect you to these days. worry not, i do not intend to intrude for long. in fact, i was about to up and leave" he wants to take a step, but he thinks for a moment...would cimmorro rat him out to vinny? he'd like to tell him on his own terms, or preferably never!... so finn stares at cimm quite intently, hoping he feels that and looks at him Cimmorro: cimm watches the exchange between the two like britney gif. what is happening? on one hand it's quite funny to be on the outside perspective of finn's targetted.... attachment. but on the other, well, he knows what it's like to be in it so he's not quite sure if he should intervene. when finn addresses him, he simply blinks. "right... i had nothing to do with all of that side thing you're talking about, but you're welcome?"  he turns to vinny "i guess people just think you're my property huh" when he attempts to laugh he catches finn's glare at him and just gives him a quizzical look, as if asking 'what now?' Vinny: he tilts his head a little at finn seeming to kick up the theatrics but finds himself happy hes having a bit of fun still at least, the evening certainly had taken a toll on himself. he idly counts the amount of times he's cried this week in his head for a laugh as he responds with a bit of a strained laughter "ill be sure to work hard for your sake, ill end up making you look bad at this rate..." he scratches his chin as he stares between the two having no clue why the dramatics for such a simple hello and goodbye but hes a becoming too weary to think to hard on it. at cimms latter comment he coughs and folds his arms trying to hide the embarrassment "im here on your invitation i... s-suppose?" he thinks to himself regrettfully that should have just made a joke about it instead Finn: finn thinks for a moment on how to adress his worry without giving anything away to vinny... "i was just thinking.... even if you've no love for battle as i do, and as vinny seems to do, you ought to not despoil all the ingenious wonders that i intend to bring about for vinny to see! itd be no fun if he learnt of them beforehand..." finn tilts his head, hoping that was blunt enough. he lingers with his gaze until vinny affirms being cimmorros property, and at that, finn gives a laugh "i believe ive taken up enough of your time......." he still looks at cimmorro "you and your husband have a daughter to attend to, no?" he then makes way for the door and bows to the both of them again, making sure to smile at vinny as he leaves "may you both rest well despite tonights events.... i look forward to landing in krenic and- oh... that reminds me" finn leans against the door frame "say, vinny... cimmorro and i have a planned outing in krenic... he is to show me around the city and his church.... would you like to accompany us on one of those occasions?" Cimmorro: cimm snorts in his surprise at vinny pretty much just agreeing with his joke and notices him flush. he glances at finn again and says, "look at him, he's cute, how can i not share him? be grateful i'm so benevolent 👼 " finn's follow up comment takes his attention and studies him and his dramatics. what the fuck is he saying? after a moment he just waves a hand "whatever you plan to do with him in bed i'm sure it will be mindblowing," he says with sarcasm, followed with a tired sigh. the outward invitation only making him more exhausted, but he thinks having vinny there would probably make it less miserable Vinny: he blinks curiously as he hears him go on about battle, he didn't even think he could cast that much magic to begin with so he couldnt say he wasnt curious abt his abilities, though wouldn't it be better to know what he could do now, for strategy's sake... he doesn't mention it however as he doesn't want to open the rest of the evening up to battle planning talk after all this. at the daughter comment sharing comments he coughs and puts a hand to his chin muttering "how many p-people even heard that..." though he nearly chokes at cimmorro's follow up as he quickly turns towards him "h-how did we suddenly veer into this !? that's not what he meant...!" his face has gone fully red now as he waves an arm through the air flustered, as if trying to banish the implication from in front of them.he gets lost in his his frazzled reaction before thinking to answer finn's question, funnily enough he recalls cimmorro complaining about this the other night when he'd offered to join them idly, he finds it somewhat hard to agree now with the current atmosphere that's enveloped the conversation, but he mustles up the courage to respond with "i -ah y-yes why not. i'm sure he'd n-need to show me about anyway..." he sighs and puts half his face in his hand ready to abort this conversation... Finn: finn raises an eyebrow at cimm and sneers "hmph....how uncouth. i intend to do nothing of the sort with vinny and you are well aware" or...does he? what if vinny feels bad for being outright rejected now by finn? what if something were to ever blossom between them? hopefully.....this wasnt a damning statement, should something come of their friendship. finn quickly pushes the thoughts out, feeling somewhat guilty for even considering. finn glances at vinny again, not being able to help thinking that his demeanor is endearing though... "what a relief! i was thinking itd be easier on cimmorro that way too, he wouldnt have to explain everything multiple times that way... although i question whether it was right for me to be considerate of him, taking his millionth tasteless joke on this journey into account " he sighs and waves it off though "there is nothing i wish to further discuss for the time being, then... pardon me" with that he finally sees himself out lest Cimmorro: at some point during both of their spiels, with his fatigue catching up to him cimm has gotten up to change his clothes, uncaring of the two even being there. grumbling things such as "yes because you're the purest of us all" here and there in response to some of finn's jabs as he crawls onto his own bed Vinny: he looks up at finn through his hand tired and red and nods "y-yes well, er im looking forward to it?" he pointedly looking away from cimmorro, waving off finn off as he heads out "have a good evening yourself..." as the door shuts behind him he turns towards his bed takes a few steps, lifting his glasses, before falling onto it face first with a grunt

Vinny: after a few moments he sighs and mumbles aloud "standing between you two is going to give me heart burn i feel..." Cimmorro: he hears cimm yawn and cackle quietly. "does that mean you'd rather have one or the other? mm," he sleepily turns to his side "time to pick favorites?" Vinny: he lifts his arms up beside his head as he makes a groaning sound "id rather have neither right now so dont get smart..." he waves an arm around to dispel the light in the room doing his best to ignore the past few hours of his life lest he ruminate for another another before passing out. Cimmorro: the last thing he hears is cimm fake crying and whining, "you sure know how to break a heart boohoo~" and "night" Han: outside finn leans against the wall, pushing his bangs out of his face. it would seem his anger has somewhat receded...he wants to say it was misguided toward cimmorro, but the betrayal still stings, even if the view of him undressed does do its part to soothe that pain. good to know that that part of him still functions as he had hoped for tonight..... which reminds him that he has one more goal actually. if it works out, perhaps he'll be able to take his mind off the situation entirely. he looks down at his body and replays the events briefly.... he doesnt dare ask himself, if salvation is attainable for him. instead, he disappears into the night.........or hallway.

Back across the ship, close to the time Vinny and Cimmorro leave the hall, Han pulls Rokka aside to head back to their room as well for any semblence of peace to regained during the hectic night.

Han: after the second thankful person han whispers to rokka "im going to bed" and waits if he wants to join her to slip outta here Rokka: he slowly gets up and walks with her "yeah, honestly even though I just woke up I'M BEAT. worst day of my lifeeeeeeeeeee" Han: han makes sure her n rokka slip tf out un-accosted by others "it didnt.. feel good." she pauses "it is good. probably. i never feel good about choice we make." seeing how wiped rokka looks, han asks "the ghosts said they gave you good dream, did they actually?? i was worried they gave you nightmare or something..." Rokka: he nods sort of understanding but not having the energy to really try this time. he flinches at the mention of the dream, pausing for moment "Yeah, it was a good dream......a little too good, haha" he tries weakly laughing it off "kind of wish they didn't show it to me" Han: han just frowns at him, eyes getting a little more wet, and bumps his shoulder with her own "i should wake u up sooner" Rokka: he chuckles and looks up at her, forcing a smile to reassure her "it's okay! it was still nice to have even if it was just a dream" nudging her back "thanks for saving me..!" Han: she gives a weak smile back "you are safe and no more ghosties around" she grins proper and she ruffles his head Rokka: His smile widens a bit genuinely this, "i am safe." He laughs as she ruffles his fur "No more ghost forever!!" <-guy who doesn't realize he has his own ghosts forever Han: han cheers quietly with him ... banzai...! banzai....!!! Rokka:

Han: as they get back into their room and han stretches and snorts in laughter over something and goes "atleast its nice to learn i do prefer my own body... nice gains tho" she punches his shoulder without any force behind it Rokka: "Right back at ya!!" He perks up at the compliment "I feel the same way! It was nice being tall but I think I like being small " he stretches his arms out and wiggled his fingers Han: hans falls into bed "i wanted to be small and cute some.. time ago, i appreciate towering over most peoples more now" Rokka: He nods actually understanding this time "I'm glad you got more clarity!" he plops  down on his bed as well, thinking for a second "Hey han? Do u ever wish to go home some day?" Han: han looks in rokkas direction from her pillow but actually stares somewhere past him, mulling over the question before settling on "home... yeah. sometimes its more for people who were there, sometimes i just miss that scenary. but... i dont want it to be home, i think..." she studies rokka sleepily Rokka: He sees her turn to him in his peripheral but chooses to keep his eyes closed "hmm, yeah" he replays the dream again "I guess its for the people for me too...or it was...?" Letting out a yawn and  turning his body towards han, still closing his eyes, fatigue lowering his gaurd he mumbles sleepily "I'd like to think u r home too sometimes" Han: hans eyes shoot open at this confession, beginning to go a little pink. an "oh" leaves her quietly, unbidden. home is... family and work and home are things she doesnt know how to separate cleanly, and she recognizes how others easily compartmentalize these things. hearing this from another mouth makes her feel slightly raw. she reaches over and ruffles rokkas head fur again, and sees herself do it hundreds of times over in a life that feels very far away, one she cant stop lugging around. "okay" she whispers back. an acceptance. she retracts her hand and lies back down, tension leaving her body, though her heart still races. sleep comes easy. Rokka: He lets out a short giggle as she's ruffles his fur again, too tired to notice her reactions but happy she didn't protest. Sleep takes him as well..the jocks snooze

As the two head back to sleep, Vernalis retires from the dining hall as well, finding Ozan lounging in theirs with his pipe in hand. It seems he’s content to not go to bed just yet.

Vernalis: goes off to her room to change and maybe look for Ozan like what a night huh! Verny its been an hour Ozan: he laughs and offers u a hit from his pipe Vernalis: Verny just laughs a lil and accepts the pipe but ends up holding it for a bit after taking a hit as she takes in the suddenly contrastingly joyful atmosphere. "Umm Mister you seem like you know a lil bit a lot about magical things and stuff right...?" She asks before handing the pipe back. Ozan: he quirks a brow as he takes the pipe and shifts as if putting on a persona to entertain “that i do miss" Vernalis: She looks a little bit glum for once. "Just... Wondering how something like that could've been made." She realised belatedly Ozan probably didn't actually see any of what happened above deck or the heart locket and gave a rushed explanation involving wild hand gestures lmfao. In the end she doesn't really know what to do with herself when she finished. "... But um... yeah, weird heart locket trapping kids and people... I just can't imagine how something like that would ever get made." Ozan: he sits pondering the tale as she presents it, tapping his pipe and rubbing his chin "ive seeeen....quite a few nasty trinkets like that actually, you wouldnt believe" he leans back with his arms behind him after waving one through the air, crossing a leg over his knee "theres plenty of unruly powers in this world... sounds like to me someone lost some little ones and just couldn't let them go. with alot of emotion, plenty of good and evil can be born like that" Vernalis: Shes just listens and contemplates a bit while Ozan talks. After a while her pout easened up. "Stuff like that can just happen huh... I hope we helped these kids at least." 😢 Ozan: he nods his head in agreement seriously "aye its a terrible thing, but good things can happen too i suppose. for what its worth i think you helped out well, a plenty resourceful gal!" he whacks her across the back "and in my bones too for most of it, i can tell you this things never wielded a blade"

As they continue to chatter, Psalm eventually pries himself away from the crewmen intent on praising and embarassing him. Plum finds themselves the only one left seated in the dining hall. Soon after Anton is walked away, a few more crewmen approach them after, inquiring into the nights events. 

They talk to the captain of the Pelican at one point, forced to relay the information as it seems everyone else has wandered out of the hall. After alot of gabbing and gesticulating, and rousing reactions from staff, the captain informs them they'll do their best to take care of the man and situate him in this strange new reality hes found himself in.

The captain also insists on compensating the party all for your time, they arent given room to argue on the point. Plum recalls them tossing Psalm around earlier and think that makes sense, the man mentions he'll discuss it with them all again before the ship lands in any case, but for now to go rest up.

Plum finally trots off and beds down again for the night in time. The party find themselves exhausted in more ways than one as as they knock out, Krenic so soon ahead of them all.

Notes

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👻The Wraiths were freed from the Locket ⏳ Anton has become The Pelican’s newest passenger

[schleckermaul]

🍭 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨! combining two here bc im insane. red eyes + soft words — by @archaictold

clink, swoosh, scrub.

   even after having lived in this world for the better part of five months, now, break hasn't learned the art of chores. none of the people that he shared a house with ever stayed long enough for him to care. if there was a plate in the sink or a dirty cup on the kitchen counter, who was going to bother him about it?

   apart from the odd comment from aurelius, break has been comfortable nesting. if pressed, he can always mention that he's lived in a mansion with servants at his disposal until the point of his arrival. and, of course, nobody has to know that he was one of the servants. some details are best left with the storyteller.

   and in zhilan's house? his roommates are usually dutiful enough to remove a stained dish break had left behind. he doesn't need to bother himself with it, if he doesn't want to.

   right now, it's the middle of the night, and xerxes break is at the counter of zhilan's kitchen, doing the dishes.

clink, swoosh, scrub.

   there's something rhythmic about it, isn't there? maybe that's what gilbert likes about being in the kitchen so much. the repetition, requiring none of his mind's thoughts to work, an ease that only improves with each dish now cleaned. break imagines that baking has a similar foundation, rules already made for you to follow.

   he opened the window before he started. not only the cool night air rushes in, smelling of rain and stars, but also soft noises from outside. the buzzing noise from a lamppost. a distant conversation, passing by. the gentle breeze of wind. there's a world, outside. break doesn't have to participate in it, not when he's in zhilan's kitchen, doing the dishes. but he hears it.

   when the night is dark and all is silent, sometimes, it overwhelms. when his mind offers him a nightmare he's seen a thousand times before, he slips out of the bed he shares with somebody precious, and enters the kitchen in search for something to eat.

   only it was still dark and silent after he'd eaten the last cupcake of a box they'd bought yesterday.

   so, he's doing the dishes, and he's listening, and he's breathing. always hard to remember to breathe and smile at the same time.

   if he weren't himself, he might have startled at the footsteps, slowly approaching, too consumed in his own thoughts. but he is himself, to his own utmost dismay, so he determines the soft slippers tiptoeing across a wooden floor to be zhilan's. it allows him less of a startle, no real need to shy away from revealing this task he's set himself to. with a towel in one hand, and a plate in another, break only turns his head in zhilan's direction.

   which, in turn, seems to cause a small startle in zhilan. break isn't entirely sure about it. there's a soft inhale of breath, barely audible, and a moment of hesitation before he speaks up.

   " xerxes ... what are you doing up? are you ... " another pause, and break thinks he can imagine zhilan squinting in his direction. he wonders if he remembered to put on his glasses before leaving his room. either way, his vision should be limited, since break doesn't need any source of light to move around, only the moon illuminating the kitchen through the window. " are you doing the dishes? "

   eyes blinking, his grin is almost sheepish, waving his towel a few times, as zhilan continues stepping to his side, as quietly as he's able to. ' i am, ' break chirps, lowering his voice as soon as zhilan shushes him softly. ' doing the dishes. quite a few of them. '

   " i can see that, " zhilan mumbles. he sounds ... sleepy. break wasn't really prepared for another person to enter his mix of dark and sound and dishes, so he's struggling a bit with picturing where zhilan is, how he's feeling, where he's looking. reaching out a hand, as if on instinct, it lands zhilan's cheek, and break realizes that zhilan wasn't looking at the dishes, but at him.

   ' rude, ' he murmurs, amusedly. his thumb stroking over zhilan's cheekbone, fingertip just barely reaching his mole. ' talking about sight with a blind man ... '

   zhilan snorts, a very small sound, a bit rough. he sounds sleepy, break finally decides. malleable. for a second, he'd thought ...

   ' did i scare you? '

   a beat, though no tension in it, as zhilan leans into the hand on his cheek, his own coming up to fit itself between break's neck and shoulder, close to a scar still hidden away, even now. " not at all, " comes easily.

   " you looked a bit like a ghost, i suppose. the moon ... with how it's shining through the window, it caught the red of your eye. "

   that should be something bad, break knows. feels it, in his chest, some of the ease now chained to the ground. as if he'd reached a limit on this small bubble he'd allowed himself for the night. he sighs, a sound half pressed and half relieved, closing his eye as if on cue.

   they called him the red-eyed specter, once upon a time.

   zhilan's touch pulls him back before he can topple. his hand travels to break's hair, getting a bit long once again, almost touching his shoulder. rubs one white strand of hair between his fingertips. when break leans in to press his forehead against zhilan's head, he can feel the warmth of his cheeks entirely through proximity.

   " it's pretty, " is mumbled again, shyly, now, not sleepily. " with your hair ... it looks bright. you look ... pretty. "

   it's a stumble to the finish line, but zhilan gets there. break giggles, his nose pressing into the bridge of zhilan's, and he presses a kiss to his eyelid as it slides closed under his lips. he's giggling, too, with a bit of abashedness to it.

   that turns into a squeal when break shoves the hand that was in the water of the sink, now clean but terribly cold, up the back of his shirt, but it's a sound break craves nonetheless.

   something bad, once upon a time. there's no space to dwell on it, with the world outside only trickling in, and the world inside so warm and happy underneath his fingertips.

[alfather]

          # ALFATHER .            independent  & mutuals  exclusive  zeus  the  greek  god   worshipped  by   rute   ( 25+ , she/they , gmt ) .    my  portrayal  won't  be  influenced  by  any  piece  of  media  except  for  what's  known  of  the  original  greek  mythology . if you don't find me here i'll be at @unseenking

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            𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝

hello there! i'm rute (25+, she/they, gmt) and if we’re mutuals know that i want to write with you at some point! you should always feel free to send me a message and/or memes to start off and if you’d rather plot first you can always invade my ims. i will not interact with minors, however.

i will only interact with mutuals, and if there's anything on your blog that makes me uncomfortable please remember that i reserve the right to either not follow back or softblock. note: i tend to go through my follows every other day to unfollow those that are not mutual. this is because sometimes i'm mobile bound and i don't want to interact with non-mutuals. if i followed you and didn't give you enough time to check my blog, this is why.

most of the times i just wing my answers if we haven't plotted beforehand  - however  hades x persephone is a dynamic that will need plotting in order for me to know where to situate these two and get a sense of what kind of relationship they have considering the mythos leaves that very open. if you play a persephone please know my ims are always open however!

to keep my sanity intact in this website, anon remains off. if you have something to tell me and/or point out i highly encourage you to message me off anon though!

i tend to take my time to reply to anything (threads, memes, ims), if you see me online and not replying i'm most likely exhausted and not ignoring you. if i reply to a meme you sent and you'd like to continue it please do!

smut won't happen here so it will have to be the good old fade to black. nsfw posts may be reblogged from time to time.

although i myself water down most of the aspects that include my character, please know that i am well aware of how insane greek mythology can be and i don't condone any of the sensitive subjects in it (e.g rape) please remember this is a fictional piece of writing and i am here to explore this ancient character, nothing else.

any sort of discrimination and/or hate won’t be tolerated here, period (this goes for ic & ooc stuff). personal and fandom blogs will be blocked. i’ve never been involved in drama nor do i want to start now, so please keep me out of it, callout posts won’t be posted on this blog and drama instigators will be blocked too.

i don’t claim to own anything on this blog other than my writing and my own graphics. all graphics editing done by me

[okaystoptellingmetomakeanaccount]

Oh yeah ive got something funny to tell kinda. Recently just remembered that this happened in elementary school.

So my friend was reading this book. He was sitting outside the class, like between where the ‘corridor’ to other classes would be and the class itself. So a nice place to be if you wanted some calm. He was reading. I come over to him for who knows what reason and I read a few sentences with him, and before I know it he’s on the next page. And so am i. And so hours later, school is over, all the other kids are long at home but us 2 fucking nerds that we are are reading this fantasy book. I came in at like the last 1/10th so i dont actually have a clue whats going on but im just reading because i want to get to that happy ending for the serotonin boost in my head. (Spoiler, the book does not have a happy ending)

It was a pretty tense and exciting finale okay. I got the general what was happening and i was waiting for the protagonist to save the day. I just didnt know any of the background lore. Which doesnt help because the end is some weird fucking shit. I remember somewhere in the conclusion his friends fall in a dumpster and they are too tired and weak and there is fire everywhere but what happens before that is that our hashtag protag finds out about a revealing revelation. (My friend had to explain this to me it was confusing as hell.)

So there is a big bad guy that had organized all these bad things to happen. Our hero has been trying to stop all of this from happening. He’s a kid btw. He ends up in some cave or room or idk and somehow he learns THAT HE IS THAT BAD GUY.

BECAUSE. That bad guy was going to die. So what that fucker did was wipe his memories and convert his soul into the body of a newborn. Im pretty sure its explicitly stated that he kills the soul of the original baby and then places himself in there so he can one day live again and rule over the cosmos or whatever it was. The parents find out about this but decide to still save the kid. You can’t just kill innocent children, it’s not like it remembers committing war crimes right?

(And maybe i dont remember this correctly, but they try to influence him as much as possible to do good and go against his former life as much as possible without telling him. Though that part might be misremembering.)

So the protagonist we have been following the entire time was actually the great villain as well. He decides to keep this secret to himself and thats kinda where the book ends. I still have no clue what the title was and I have never read the continuation. But that was such an insane twist for little me.

After that turned out my mother had been waiting outside for who knows how long. Im sure the teacher (she checked in on us multiple times but we were in a trance sorry) told her though so it was fine im sure.

Has there ever been a scene from a book that has stuck with you even though you don't even remember the name ?

I had this experience, and it'll be a scene that'll never forget despite the fact that it's a book read to the class back in elementary school.

For context, the book his historical fiction about the titanic and tells a fictional account of a boy trying to get on the doomed ship, only be distracted by a cat and thoroughly these misadventures with this said cat he ends up missing his chance to get on. We then time skip to after the ship sinks where the boy is looking at the grave of those of die on board and he looking at blanket space, thinking how his name could have been on there.

It is such a chilling and great scene, but I bet ya todayIf the same is read to the same ages, some parents and booktok people would throw a fit over who these kid should be reading some cute and wholesome, even though the kids are completely fine.

Heck, for me, it started a live-long interest in historical ships!

[hollandsmushroom]

Broken Rules and Ruined Lace

Pairing:Tom Holland x Reader AU:No Word Count:3,134 A/n:Um, this is just pure filth pretty much, its slightly edited so I hope it is good but I am not sure…I think everything I write is shit so um, feedback is greatly appreciated. Warnings: Smut Masturbation, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Slight Degradation, Cum Play, Cum, Dom!Tom, Smut, Oral(F receiving), unprotected sex, orgasm control, orgasm denial, spanking(one mention). I think that is everything if not I am sorry.

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It’s not that you wanted to break Tom’s rule, you didn’t want to be his brat, you really wanted to be his good girl. But as soon as you woke up you knew that you were fighting a losing battle and all you could do was try and hold off the inevitable.

You remember when Tom set the rule, both of you laying in bed, your had rested on his sweaty chest as you stared up at his flushed face, entranced by the movement of his lips, they were still wet with your arousal and his spit, the slickness catching the minimal rays of light in the shadowed room causing the thing yet plump flesh to glisten, distracting you from his words.

“Y/n?” he gave your head a light tug, forcing your eyes to meet his “Are ya listening to me?” His accent was thick and words were stern.  

“No, sorry”

“I was saying you can’t touch yourself without permission” he growled, mashing his mouth to yours teeth hitting each other with the pressure of the open mouthed kiss. “So no more of what you did today, you hear me?” he asked, breathing heavily from the intensity of the kiss, his eyes looking deep into yours searching for recognition, you gave it to him in the form of a nod and a quiet “Yes, Tommy” before curling even further into him.

As you recalled what that night you knew you should be focusing on the assertiveness he used when speaking to you but all you could think about was how his lips felt on yours. On days like these his words never left your mind, but today you were more focused on remembering your cum on his lips. You knew that you needed permission but you didn’t want to bother with asking him if you could get off without him. Deep down you knew the excuse of not wanting to bother him was simply that, an excuse because you knew what his answer would be and it would be so much easier to disobey if he didn’t know that you had been thinking about it already, if he didn’t know to check if you had broken, if he didn’t remind you of the consequences.

When you had woken up Tom was already gone, you knew that he had press for Spider-Man No Way Home which was premiering tonight, your cunt on the other hand, had a mind of its own. As soon as you had fully awoken you felt a heat in your core, a fire that was waiting to be stoked, one that the clenching of your thighs in an attempt to alleviate the desire only worsened. A small whimper passing your lips as your thighs pressed your labia together, applying pressure to your swollen clit. You tried to ignore it, hauling your ass out of bed and to the kitchen, fixing yourself a nice cup of tea, sipping slowly as you tried to focus on anything else. The burn of the hot liquid on your tongue or how the marble counter was digging into your lower back, even Tessa’s cold nose nuzzling your calf, but nothing was working.

Deciding to put off making a choice until after breakfast, you fixed yourself something to eat. Focusing on the food in front of you as you did your best not to burn anything. Your brain was a debate, divided and arguing over the pros and cons. The pros were simply that you would get off, that the burning itch of ecstasy would go away, the cons well out weighed them, Tom’s punishment should have been threat enough but the state you were in was something past rationality. You surprised yourself by your decision that you were gonna do it. Eyes looking at the clock on the oven, the digital flash of numbers alerting you that Tom would be home in a couple hours, enough time for you to have your fun and not get caught.

You felt a little bad about disobeying Tom, but as soon as your hypersensitive skin met your sheets, and the pads of your fingers touched your clit, all guilt evaporated from you. Your mind was on him the whole time, how his fingers felt in you and on you. Pinching your nipples between your thumb and pointer finger, rolling the nub gently as you rubbed your clit furiously. Your body had been ready to go since you woke up, your orgasm building mere minutes after you began, your fingers covered in your slickness, you wished they could be cleaned by Tom’s tongue. You wanted it to be his fingers or better yet his cock that grazed over your g-spot making you dive into the pool of ecstasy that overflowed in your lower belly. You came down from your high, eyes falling upon the large blotch of liquid that squirted from your core, tainting your pure grey sheets, you assured yourself that it would dry before Tom got home not finding it in you to change the bed sheets.

You felt much more calm, your body feeling less like it was vibrating in a high speed desire ridden anxiety, it felt like you could breath and like you weren’t about to explode. You looked at the clock, knowing that you needed to get ready and you still had just over enough time to get yourself to the state that was presentable to the world. Making your way to the bathroom, turning on the shower and stepping in, scrubbing your hands clean, trying to rid them of your strong scent.

Tom came home from the press junket an hour later, already ready for the event, having had to be all put together since this morning for press. You heard him, his footsteps sounding on the hardwood floor followed loudly by Tessa’s claws clicking as she ran up to him, his voice was tired and beautiful, sounding like home and calling to you.

“Love, you here?”

“Up here Tommy” you shouted in response, continuing to apply your final bits of makeup to be prepared for the evening, specifically the red carpet.  Tom followed the sweet notes of your voice, wanting nothing more than to hold you in his arms, to ground himself from all the insanity that was the countless interviews. Tom found his plans changing when he saw something on the covers of your shared bed, his eyes catching on some patches of dampness on the grey duvet cover, they were mostly dry but still altering the color of the sheet a shade darker than it would normally be. His eyebrows raised up his forehead he went to check it was, making sure that Tessa hadn’t peed on the bed again. As soon as got near the spots a familiar scent hit him, arguably his favorite smell, one that almost always made his cock harden, the only exception being when he was already fucked out. It was the smell of your arousal, your cum to be more specific.

He was confused, you hadn’t had sex in a couple of days so why would your cum be on the sheets, unless you broke his rule. He felt a fury boil inside of him, mindlessly drawing him to where you stood in front of the mirror preparing yourself for the premier of his movie tonight.

“Hi Tommy!” you spoke excitedly as you could, your focus on the spooly in your hand applying mascara to your lashes. Without a word his hand wrapped around your wrist pulling your dominant hand to his face.

“Tom what the fuck” you exclaimed, angry that he had interupted you and almost ruined your face of make up but that anger melted quickly, realizing what he was doing as he unfurled your pointer and middle finger from around the mascara wand, bringing them to his nose as he glared at you.

The scent was faint on his nose, not as noticeable as it had been on the bed sheets but yet it was still present, hidden under multiple bouts of hand washing trying to rinse your disobedience down the drain with your lavender scented hand soap but clearly you hadn’t be thorough enough, the faintest hint still present.

“Tom, I-”

“No talking” he bit at you, your mouth shutting immediately as you nodded at his words. He pushed his body against yours, the imprint of his dick showing through his trousers before it pressed against you. His lips burn the skin on your neck before scratching his teeth over the juncture of your shoulder and your collar bone, biting down hard, making you hiss at the pain. “You broke the rule, I should have expected that you being the little fucking brat that you are” he chastized, his fingers bunching up the edges of your dress, hiking it up until the ruffled silk sat above the round of yoru ass, you barely clothed core visible to Tom’s hungry eyes as he knelt infront of you, fingers slipping inbetween your thighs and forcing them apart, a wave of yoru arousal hitting his nose. “You smell so sweet, I would love to devour your pretty little cunt but that’s only for good girls’’ he leans in and bites your mons, the lace barely protecting you from the blunt of his teeth.

The lace scrunched up beneath his teeth as he tugged it farther from your burning skin, pulling them downwards as he exposed your core, mouth watering as he saw your wetness connect to the crotch of your panties to your cunt. He had to remind himself that he couldn’t that you didn’t deserve it, that he was angry with you, but god did you look fucking delicious.

“Im gonna fuck you so hard, your legs are gonna shake the whole way down the red carpet, you’re gonna need me there to hold you up, even though you don’t need me cause you got off on your own” Tom spat, undoing his belt buckle.

“I do need you” you whimpered, the cold on your core nearing pain, all the blood rushing between your thighs increasing your sensitivity, the contrast of the chilled atmosphere on your burning skin already too much for you to handle.

“What did I say about talking, pretty girl” his often soothing voice coming out as a snarl. Taking the base of his cock he ran his tip through your folds, coming downwards over your clit before stopping at your entrance, thrusting into you without any warning, fully entering you with the first thrust. Tom watched as you bit your lip, nearly hard enough to draw blood.

“Good girl, stay quiet” he ordered as he started to thrust, the impetus of his hips making his balls slap against your taint, a jolt rolling up your spine as you felt every inch of him pulsing inside of you.

You wanted to scream, to whine, to moan, but all you could do was bite your lip as the pleasure started to overtake your body, every inch of your body being set aflame as Tom continued his thrusts. Tears were pricking your eyes as his hand gripped into your yielding and supple flesh, you felt your orgasm building, and you knew that Tom was too, his tip twitching against your walls, but just as you were about to unravel he pulled out, grabbing his cock and sliding his hand up and down it, thick white spools of cum shooting out, and landing on your panties, tainting the french lingerie that Tom had bought you on a romantic get away not long before. You were less worried about the lace, more about the intensified burning between your thighs that you now knew wasn’t being satisfied or eased anytime soon.

“It’s time to go,” Tom informed, pulling back from you leaving you standing there, your face portraying nothing but shock, eyes flitting between the cum that tainted your red lace panties and Tom’s smirking face. He tugged your panties back up your legs, soothing the lace over your core and spreading the cum across your folds before planting a kiss on your lips. “Come on” he tugged your wrist and led you down stairs to head to the event.

At the red carpet you felt his cum cooling on your folds and slipping between them, spreading around with every single step you took, you felt it seeping through your lace, smearing on your thighs and making them sticky. It was all you could think about the whole evening, how it continued to spread and absorb into your soft skin, it felt too much, and he wasn’t even touching you. Tom could tell how much it was affecting you, occasionally rubbing his hand up your thigh and gathering a little on his fingers, sneakily placing them in his mouth and sucking them clean. When you arrived home, you were a mess, your thighs sticking with his cum but slipping with your own arousal. It was enough to make you cum just thinking about it, and you were pretty sure you could if given the chance, but you weren’t. As soon as you reached the solace of your bedroom Tom spoke up, really the first time since before the event.

“Let’s get ready for bed” he suggested, causing a frown to overtake your face, but not wanting to make things worse you gave a curt nod and headed to the bathroom, grabbing one of Tom’s shirts on the way in there. You stripped yourself of your constraining dress, slipping on the loose fabric, and involuntary sigh escaping your lips at the feeling of freedom. You had already finished your nightly routine when Tom came in, you were right about to sit down and clean yourself up when he caught you by the waist.

“Nuh uh, don’t clean yourself up yet” he whispered, breath hot on your neck making goosebumps spread wherever his breath touched. “Go lay on the bed and wait for me” he ordered, placing a soft kiss beneath your ear. Spinning you in the direction of the door, and laying a slap on your ass, watching it jiggle as you walked away.

You laid down on the bed, you were stuck on thinking about what was about to happen, having been nearly positive that you already got your punishment for your disobedience. Tom sensed your confusion as soon as he walked into the room, standing at the end of the bed for a moment, watching you as you watched him, his eyes eager as they caught your pussy peeking out from beneath the hem of your shirt.

“I’m gonna make you cum with my tongue” was all he said before he was on you kissing his way down your body, lifting up the oversized shirt that now covered your body, nothing underneath it. The soft cotton bunching up much like your dress had earlier in the evening.

“Look at this cunt, so fucking gorgeous” Tom groaned, looking at how his cum still covered the lips of your pussy. “I love seeing my cum on you” his tongue flicked out and licked some of the arousal that was leaking from your entrance, the mixture of his spunk and your slick delicious on his taste buds.

“Tommy I want you in me” you whimpered, tugging on his hair.

“Nuh uh baby girl, I’m letting you cum on my tongue, you don’t get to be greedy, “ he growled, softly sinking his teeth into your clit. “You can moan, you can touch me, but you will only cum when I tell you too” you nodded your head eagerly, at the point where you would have agreed to anything just to have him touch you properly. He said nothing else, no words, no noise, simply licking over the closed lips of your pussy, enjoying the taste, if he hadn’t drained his cock earlier he knew that he would have been hard, and he was actually happy he wasn’t, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to hold out from fucking you to completion if he was.

“Taste so fucking good, baby” he slipped his tongue between your lips, licking over the folds and vallies that lined the inside of your vulva.

“Tom T-t-Tom you feel so- fuck good” you moaned, threading yoru fingers in his hair as you tried to pull him closer to you trying to smear your cunt across his face, but he fought back, he was gonna make you cum, but in his own time. Finally after multiple minutes of kitten licks and light kisses between your folds he fully delved into your cunt. Licking a heated spitty stripe from entrance to clit. He pulled back and spat on your clit, rubbing his nose against it as his tongue slipped into your cunt, licking the inside of nudging that one spot deep inside of you as his nose bumped into your clit. He continued this action over and over again, the thrust of his tongue increasing the pressure on your clit.

“Tommy, I-I-I’m gonna cum” you whimpered, your legs trying to clamp around his head but his hands held them in place.

“Cum on baby, cum on my face” he spoke into your cunt as he sped up his movements, letting pushing you over the edge, and you fell, your back arching off the sheets as your body tensed, toes curling into the duvet as your breath was pulled from you lips, a silent scream on your mouth. He held you through your orgasm, only tearing away from your pussy when he was sure he had milked you of everything that you had. Licking his lips and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he watched you, your eyes were clenched shut as you tried to catch your breath. Your high, leaving you so blissed out that you didn’t realize Tom had left and come back until a cool wet towel soothed your burning core, a sigh escaping your lips.

Throwing the towel into the hamper he crawled into bed next to you, pulling you into him. His touch still burned your skin, the need to unravel around him still not having been satiated. He seemed to sense your tension, rubbing his hand down your back and breaking the thick silence in the air.

“You’ll get what you want tomorrow morning, love, I promise, but don’t you dare think of getting off while I’m asleep,” he hummed, kissing your temple before turning off the light. You wanted to whine, to complain and be a brat but you knew that would just get you even farther from cumming around Tom’s pretty cock, so you maintained your peaceful silence, eyes fluttering shut just thinking of what you were gonna get the next morning.

@thehumanistsdiary @spydeysense​

[meili-sheep]

this might just be me being insane but-- as i was doomscrolling thru shoppee trying to find cute earrings, i saw body harnesses being advertised to me which like-- okay whatever cosplay stuff but then i noticed it looked like the leather straps on dottore in that one art of him and then i started thinking about the fatui and how even though theyre all "fools", they still continue to pursue their goals. which then made me think that hey. theyre kind of marionettes then, right?

since like-- they all know theyre playing a part, a role-- heck its even in ther job/title descriptions: dottore as the doctor does human experimentation which is the perversion of being a doctor, tartaglia having to fake being mostly fine and okay to his family and presumably the rest of snezhnaya (i personally see him having a sort of celebrity status in snez with how much of a troublemaker he is, a constant source of gossip with how up and front he is with his dealings for the tsaritsa), etc. etc. and a whole bunch of them have straps or some kind of design element that kind of binds or restricts or at least symbolizes that in some way

idk man-- i just wanted to bring up this thing i noticed while doomscrolling. couldve stumbled onto something big or im just insane, i dunno.

and on the earrings thing, i was looking for diluc inspired earrings and every single one i found was out of stock. i feel dead inside. hope you have a better experience online shopping than me, mei :'))

I was a little confused by your use of Doomscrolling, as that normally means you scrolling through constantly absorbing bad news. But I sort of get what you're trying to say.

But let me give you my 2 cents on Fatui's design motif, at least the Harbringer's use of the Commedia dell'arte.

Commedia dell'arte to English translates to "comedy of the profession"

And it's best known for its masks which are used to help build its character exaggeration and helps take them apart for the unmasked and more human characters.

Now let me bring your attention to the Mocking Mask.

Since the stain of my compatriots' blood cannot be cleansed, I shall become The Jester, who laughs in the face of fate. Since my level of learning could not compare with the sages, I failed to earn the favor of the previous ruler. So too did I fail to stop them from tearing away the veil of sin, ushering in a tide of divine wrath, destruction, and foolishness... Then I shall become instead a fool, a Fatuus, and devote myself to Her Majesty, who understands my pain... My name is Pierro, The Jester. Please listen to the words I have to say: Proud Fatui comrades, I know your hearts harbor both the fires of rage and the cold of eternal winter. Each one of us has borne witness to the absurd callousness of the foundational principles of this world. So, let us don our masks in mockery of the world as we go forth and rewrite the rules of destiny.

With that, let's talk about the saying "A fool's errand." Which simple is a fruitless undertaking. A Task you do that will not work out. So I'm sure you can already see the connection I'm trying to make.

The Fatui's goal is most certainly to break the heavenly principles talked about by the unknown god, as Fatui are people who have been hurt by these principles. My Guess. Pierro and the Tsaritsa lost people during the destruction of Khaenri'ah. They were told it was simply fate. Their fate was to suffer, and both refused to accept this. Thus laughing in the face of fate. And they go on this "Fool's errand" to change the world.

So if there is a marionette angle, it's more about them breaking free of their restraints than them being puppets following roles. And In Tartaglia's lines, you do get the feeling that each harbringer really has their own goal. And In the trailer, it did feel like there was animosity between the Harbingers. And I think this is because they all have their own goals and wishes, only united by their desire to break free from destiny.

And Honestly, I don't see Tartaglia as being any sort of fake. yeah, he lies for the betterment of his little brother. But I've always seen Tartaglia as a person who's extremely honest. He speaks frankly and recognizes that he's not the most moral person in the world, but he has his own values and sticks to them. And while he has his own problems, he's not the type to dwell on it. He just keeps moving forward. He takes everything as it comes and just keeps marching on. That's why In my writing, you don't get a ton of Childe angst simple because I don't think he is the character who likes to angst

So for the straps, I just think it's a normal design choice. It's not nearly as constant in the Harbringer designs for me to think it's a real connecting element. In fact, the harbringer designs so far have been very unique, with no big connecting elements.

While they have a darker color pallet, I wouldn't blame anyone who looked at these characters and couldn't guess that they are all a part of the same group. And I think that works better for the theme of defiance heck, even each of their outfits in the trailer had its unique elements.

[2jaeh]

INSUFFERABLE l  KIM DOYOUNG 

GENRE: mature theme, slight smut

WARNINGS: choking, dom themes, cursing

asshole! Doyoung , enemies to ???

Words : 4k 

You’re put in a group project with the most annoying pretentious jerk your law class had to offer. Immediately Doyoung tries to boss you around but you being you, you weren’t taking his shit...soon enough he finds out he can dominate you after all...in a very different way. 

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“Theres no fucking way...no fucking way” you groaned looking at your group project list, eyes narrowing on possibly the worst people within your course year. Slumping in your seat you half smiled at the girl who approached you, one of your fellow members from project hell. 

“Heyyy y/n I think we're in a group together” she grinned and took a seat next to you, flipping her red hair over her shoulder and checked herself out in her mirror covered cellphone. 

Dami was probably the most narcissistic person you'd ever met and being in law, it was definitely a common trait around here. Dami sat up and began tapping you on your shoulder frantically “He’s in our group! Kim Doyoung is in our group” the two of you watched as the dark haired man conversed with the lecturer, casually turning back to look at the table where you guys sat, in annoyance. 

“That guy is such a prick” a guy who slid in the desk behind you, Seungmin said and Dami nodded in agreeance as you all continued to watch him. 

“Ive never really spoken to him before” you cocked your head, “What’s so annoying about him?” 

This time another group member joined in, a quieter girl who normally sat in the back Jisoo, cleared her throat, “He is really bossy and only likes to do things his own way.”

‘Well he is about to meet his worst nightmare’ you thought knowing nothing pissed you off more than someone telling you what to do. 

The muffled conversations around you began to soften as you felt someone stand over you and drop a file on your desk. Looking up, you locked eyes with the one and only Kim Doyoung, dressed in his usual black slacks, black turtleneck and clear rimmed spectacles. He raised his eyebrow at you as if you were supposed to guess what he wanted.

“What ?” you challenged him, folding your arms across your chest and returned an eyebrow raise. 

Doyoung sighed in annoyance, his long slender fingers moved across the file and opened it swiftly, “I want you to do roll call” he said coldly. 

A lump formed in your throat. You felt like you were being talked down to, it was something that infuriated the hell out of you. He wasn't older than you, nor was he getting better grades than you but somehow he had a superiority complex. Dami quickly nudged you and you rolled your eyes, “Seungmin ?”

“Here!” 

“Jisoo ?” you placed a tick as you called out each name. 

“Dami, Jangjun…?” you looked around and noticed that the usually loud comedic relief in your classroom was nowhere to be seen. 

“I think Jangjun is late, i’ll text him” Seungmin sighed and pulled out his phone. You turned back to the roll call sheet and pursed your lips, “Kim Doyoung ?” 

Doyoung just looked down at you, sucking in his bottom lip and raised that damn eyebrow at you again. 

“You need to say ‘here’ do you not know how roll call works ?” you tested him and he rolled his eyes and sighed, “here.” 

You smiled to yourself, completely satisfied with pissing him off when your internal celebration was interrupted by an out of breath Jangjun, who threw his bag on the floor and took a seat on Dami’s desk. Doyoung looked at him disgustingly, and even though you too were obviously annoyed by Jangjun’s tardiness, was that reaction really necessary ?

“Be on time” Doyoung sneered and grabbed the roll call file making his way back to the lecturer. 

“Fuck Kim Doyoung is in this group ?” Jangjun groaned, sharing the sentiments of the entire meeting. You couldnt believe these were the people you had to work with for the week. It's like you could almost feel an outburst waiting to happen, whether it be from you or Kim Doyoung. 

Doyoung returned and took out his phone, not really looking at any of you as he spoke, “we should make a group chat to update each other on work”

The group hastily shared each other's details and Doyoung created the chat and pinned a set of three rules. 

The first was the group was strictly to be used for the project, no small talk or any other messages that weren't related to the project. The second rule was that no one talks about the group content in private chats as it will cause confusion among members. Lastly you weren't allowed to message after 9pm unless it was an emergency, a very serious emergency. 

“Dang is this the military ?” Jangjun snickered as Seungmin and Dami tried their best to hide their laughs. It was typical of people like Dami and Jangjun to not take anything seriously. Their families were well off and they were just studying just for a piece of paper you call a degree. Doyoung couldn't even hide his annoyance, not like he ever did but he seemed particularly pissed off today. 

“Look, just follow the rules and all of you get a free pass and then we never have to speak to each other again” Doyoung spat and made his way to the exit leaving the rest of you in utter shock. 

———

The first two days were utter hell as Doyoung tried to take control of almost every aspect of the project and frankly you didn't even mind because his business proposal was flawless, it was just the way he spoke to all of you that drove you insane. 

“Dami its not fucking rocket science all you need to do is make a clientele spreadsheet with the mock list the professor gave us” Doyoung didnt even lift his head from his laptop, unaware of the impact his words had on her. 

Dami pushed away from the desk and her eyes began to well up and before you knew it she was running out of the library, with Jisoo and Seungmin following quickly out of concern. 

“Nice move asshole” you rolled your eyes, continuing to work on your laptop. 

Doyoung peered up and pushed his spectacles up, “what was that?” 

“I said nice move asshole, do you intend to talk to your future clients like that?” He initiated a different kind of anger from you but you managed to keep your cool. Doyoung shrugged as if what he had said to Dami had not carried any weight and continued typing away. 

A few minutes of the members disappearance quickly turned to an hour and Doyoung’s nonchalance about the whole ordeal really ticked you off to the point of slamming your laptop closed and pushed back from the desk. 

Doyoung quirked his eyebrow at you, “Is something wrong ?” 

“Is something wrong” you mimicked him, “Jangjun hasn't come in today because you sent him on multiple errands, and you just made Dami cry over something so ridiculous”

Doyoung sat back in his seat and rubbed his temples, “They're all freeloaders, you and I are the only ones doing work, why do you care so much about them?” 

“Basic human fucking decency maybe?” you groaned and ran your fingers through your hair, “listen im not like them, i'm not gonna take shit from you”

“Sure”

“Youre a fucking asshole Kim Doyoung.” 

—-

You lay in bed and replayed that scene with Doyoung in your head multiple times. He was so unbothered by your antics nor did he care about anyone's feelings within the group. He was cold, heartless all he thought about was himself. His cold expression was practically engraved in your head, spending all these hours with him was really not your favourite pastime. 

Group 7 gc 7:00pm

KDY: I posted a schedule for tomorrow we will be working in pairs on the highlighted sections. 

You took a look at his document and groaned when you saw your name placed next to his. There was no way, no way in hell you want to work with him one on one. Not caring about breaking his rule, you pulled up a private chat with him and began expressing your concerns. 

y/n  x  KDY : 7:10pm 

Y/N: Hi, there's no fucking way in hell am I working with you. Change It. 

KDY: I said no private chats and no, I'm not changing it. 

Y/N: Wouldn't it be better for us to split and have the others actually DO work for once ?

KDY: I barely gave them room for error, we're going to be the most anyway and besides, I'd prefer someone who can handle...my personality. 

Y/N: …..so you agree..you are an asshole ?

KDY: I give people a reality check that's all..

Y/N: whatever makes you sleep at night...can I atleast choose our work venue because If I were stuck in a library again with you I might kill you. 

KDY: haha..

KDY: sure. 

Y/N: mango drop cafe, 10am. 

KDY: cool, see you then. 

‘Haha’. You had no idea why that text in particular riled you up. Did he find all of this amusing ? Was he making everyone's life a living hell because he enjoyed it ? You stared at his messages and somehow ended up on his profile picture. He was leaning against a railing dressed in all black with his hooded eyes concentrated on the camera lense, Your realization of how attractive he was came from the fact that you stared at the picture for a good 20 minutes. You wondered who took the picture, a girlfriend maybe ? You shook your head. He seemed too uptight to be getting laid. You sighed, closing your phone and awaited yet another day with the insufferable gorgeous man that was Kim Doyoung. 

You arrived quite early at the cafe but of course Doyoung was here before you, already typing away at his laptop, in his usual attire. You greeted the barista and placed an order for a chilled cafe latte before making your way over to him. 

“Hey” you said simply and took a seat opposite him in the booth. Doyoung’s ears perked up at the sound of your voice and made room for your books on the table.

“You're here early” 

“You're already picking a fight with me?” you said casually setting up your workspace. 

Doyoung chuckled under his breath and shook his head, “I just didn't expect you this early y/n it's not that serious.” 

You ignored his words and got straight to work, not in the mood to play his little game. You felt Doyoung look at you a few times. You weren't sure if it were to check if youre doing the right thing or he was just looking at you. 

“Well i'm done with my part” you stretched your arms above your head and yawned. 

“Yeah I'm pretty much done too, Do you want another cup of coffee ?” Doyoung offered pointing to your empty cup. You were taken back by his softer demeanor but quickly nodded, “uh yeah sure.” 

Doyoung returned carrying a tray of two fresh cups of coffee and a slice of cheesecake. Setting everything down he handed you the extra fork and placed the cheesecake in the middle of the table to make it easier to share. 

“H-how much do I owe you ?” You fumbled in your bag for your wallet. 

“It's okay, it's my treat” Doyoung replied, placing a piece of cheesecake in his mouth and slowly licking the fork clean. You gulped as his tongue darted out carefully licking the cream from the metal, not leaving any residue behind. You had no idea what the hell was going on but you felt hot, almost claustrophobic. 

“You're okay?” Doyoung asked innocently, unaware of what he was doing to you. 

“Why are you being...nice?” You questioned, knitting your eyebrows together as the man continued to act as if this was his usual behavior. 

Doyoung pursed his lips and placed the fork on the plate, “You want me to be mean to you?”

“No I just don't get-”

“I apologized to Dami and she told me she only overreacted because the guy she likes, Seungmin was there” Doyoung explained and removed his spectacles, “she was embarrassed to ask anyone for help, I paired them up for today.”

“Wait wha-”

“Also Jangjun works at the campus radio” Doyoung continued, “I had only found out the day we all met, I gave him tasks that will allow him more flexibility, that way he doesn't have to join group sessions often.” 

You blinked, unable to form any words in order to reply to Doyoung. Especially after he chuckled at your speechlessness, knowing you didn't bother getting his side of the story at first. 

“You were right y/n I dont have to be an asshole all the time, I just like to get my work done” He shrugged. You kept eye contact with him but somehow it felt as if he were still toying with you, waiting on your next reaction. He seemed like he played this game often, making sure he always had the upper hand. Doyoung seemed relaxed as he stared at you, taking another scoop of the cheesecake and slowly ran his tongue over his lips after his bite. What the fuck was he doing ? 

“Y/N ?” you heard a familiar voice come from the entrance of the cafe. Your attention diverted from Doyoung to the blonde haired boy who began approaching your table. 

“Jungwoo ? oh my God what are you doing here ?” You stood up and pulled him into a tight hug and pecked his cheek. Doyoung shifted awkwardly in his seat as he watched your exchange with the stranger. 

“I got off early from class about to go to Subway, are you still doing that group project thing?” Jungwoo looked over at your table and half smiled at Doyoung who tried to distract himself with his phone. 

“Uh yeah but i'm all done here I think, wanna hang out ?” you hooked arms with Jungwoo as he nodded enthusiastically. You turned around and scratched the back of your head, 

“So...uh”

“Were all done you can go, I have somewhere to be anyway” Doyoung smiled as you slowly began packing up your things. 

“Alright, see you tomorrow I guess” you bid your goodbye and headed out for lunch with Jungwoo. 

—-

You had just finished up your skincare routine and caught up with a few instagram posts when you noticed Doyoung had followed you. Sitting up in bed you scrolled through his feed curiously. Every post was aesthetically pleasing and he looked absolutely hot in every single one of them. He had to have a girlfriend right ? No guy posts pictures this good without women flooding his DMs. 

There was no harm in doing the same since he was in your class, you decided to return the follow and close the app. Suddenly your phone vibrated with a new message in your chats. 

Y/N X KDY  10:30pm

KDY: hey 

Y/N: aren't you breaking two of your rules right now ?

KDY: haha 

KDY: I didn't realize what time it was…

Y/N: ….anyways..is this about work at least ?

KDY: kinda… you left one of your books at the cafe. I have it with me. 

Y/N: oh… thank you.

KDY: no prob...oh I hope its not a problem I added you on ig

Y/N: no its okay we are friends I guess

KDY: haha I thought I was the insufferable asshole..

Y/N: you are...but not all the time. Look im sorry for saying shitty things about you. 

KDY: its all good. 

KDY: …….

Y/N: ..whats up?

You twirled your fingers as you watched the three dots from Doyoung pop up and disappear over and over again. What was taking him so long ? 

KDY: that guy….that you met at the cafe..is he your boyfriend ?

Y/N: Jungwoo ? no way we've been friends since high school.

KDY: oh..

Y/N:....why would you even ask that ?

KDY: curious. 

Y/N: curious about who I'm dating ??

KDY: A little. 

You frowned at your phone and noticed Doyoung had changed his profile picture to a selfie. The picture was..something alright. You bit down on your lip as you enlarged the picture, which showed a wet haired Doyoung with his head resting in his palm and his long index finger was placed between his plump lips. 

“Fuck y/n get yourself together” you gave yourself a pep talk before opening his chat back up again. 

Y/N X KDY  10.54PM

Y/N: fine if you can ask a question can I ask one..

KDY: go ahead 

Y/N: who do you keep thirst trapping for ?

KDY: ….haha thirst trapping ? 

Y/N: Yeah who do keep posting these hot pics for huh

KDY: …..

KDY: You think i'm hot ?

Fuck. Why did you word it that way. You groaned immediately regretting sending that message but something in you was so curious about him you decided to just risk it, what was the worst that could happen ? 

Y/N: well yeah, I mean I'm sure everyone thinks you're attractive, you seem to know it too. 

KDY: wow. 

KDY: I think you're hot too. 

What the hell was going on. You felt your face heat up and you placed your pillow in between your legs as you turned on your side. 

KDY: I was almost disappointed when I thought Jungwoo was your boyfriend, he's way too passive. 

Y/N: ...and what makes you think you know what kind of man I need ?

KDY: hmmm

KDY: first of, with that fucking attitude of yours..A dominate one. 

You swallowed hard as you felt a tingle in your stomach, squeezing your thighs together on the pillow to create more friction. 

Y/N: I could say the same for you. 

KDY: You may think youre dominate in many aspects...but when it comes to fucking..im the one in charge. 

God you hated how hot that sounded. He had you in the palm of his hand through text. You were a mess and he wasn't even the room to fuel it. You wanted him so fucking bad it was insane. 

Y/N: running your mouth doesn't equate to doing it you know...

KDY:.....

KDY: then would you like me to show you ?

Everything happened so damn fast. One minute you two were texting the next minute you were sharing your apartment location and Doyoung was on his way over. You scrambled to put on sexier underwear and do your hair, still in shock by the fact that Doyoung was on his way over to bang you. 

You jumped when you heard the doorbell and realized it was him. Opening the door you were greeted to a very different look of Doyoung. His hair was messy and reached his eyes. Instead of his usual black academic attire he wore a loose white vest that showed off his toned chest and arms, along with a pair of grey sweatpants. 

“Hi” Doyoung smirked, his eyes were dark as he scanned your figure. 

“Hi” you responded, leaning against the wall in the hallway and looked up at him. Doyoung slowly approached you, like a lion circling its prey. His slender fingers danced lightly along your body, drawing a line from your waist until he found your throat and wrapped his cold fingers around it. He bit down on his lip as he studied how perfectly his hand looked around it and squeezed gently, smirking after hearing a soft moan emit from you. 

“I want you to do as I say, any back chat from you will get you punished you got that ?” he brought his lips down to your neck and exhaled. 

You nodded in response but that wasn't good enough for Doyoung. You felt his squeeze on your throat once more and he used his hips to pin you against the wall, “use your words” he gritted his teeth. 

“Yes sir” you replied obediently, and felt him smile against your neck. 

“Good girl, and if i'm too rough let me know so I can stop okay ?” he replied, his voice changed and it was much sweeter and genuine than before. He placed a soft kiss on your cheek when you nodded and led you to the bed. 

Doyoung lay you on the bed, already stripping off his shirt and ordered you to undress yourself and rid him off his sweatpants. You bit down on your lip taking notice of how aroused he was when you palmed his member. 

Doyoung watched you through hooded eyes as you discarded his sweatpants and boxers. He softly patted your head and grabbed a tuft of your hair in order to make you look up at him. 

“Spit” he ordered, and held out his hand and you did as you were told. You watched as he lathered himself with it, moaning as he stroked himself. He was so damn sexy, biting down on lip and slowly pleased himself as you watched. 

“Do you want this inside you sweetheart ?” he cooed and placed a finger under chin. 

You nodded quickly, “Yes please” 

“What do you want me to do baby ?” He purred and hovered over you as you lay on the bed, breathing heavily as his fingers moved against your warm skin, tracing your curves, ghosting over your heat and returning back to your lips to insert a digit inside. 

Doyoung watched diligently as you sucked on his finger like the good girl he knew you were. He finally pulled his finger out and with one swift movement entered with his member before you could even respond to his question. You moaned as he quickly slammed his hips into yours, wasting no time in gaining a rhythm as you marked his back with scratch marks feeling as though you were on a high. 

Doyoung fucked you like a pro, wasting no time to switch positions and had you on all fours, slapping your ass before slamming into you again, that pretentious smirk forming on his face as he heard your whimpers asking him for more. 

“Are you ready to cum sweetheart ?” he asked, pulling you up as his strokes became slower and tugged on your ear with his teeth. 

“Y-yes yes i'm ready” you panted.

“What's the magic word ?” he growled as he grabbed your throat and slowed down his pace as you were nearing your climax. 

“Fuck youre so annoying PLEASE, please let me cum Doyoung fuck” 

Doyoung chuckled and picked up his pace until you finally climaxed and he followed shortly after, collapsing in the bed next to you. 

“You have such an attitude God” he rolled his eyes playfully, bringing the blanket over your bodies and grinned when you moved in to cuddle him. 

“I guess you will have to fix that some time” you yawned and wrapped your arm around his waist, “but I have to admit, maybe I do enjoy the insufferable Kim Doyoung bossing me around once in a while.”

[storiesforallfandoms]

too much ~ henry cavill

word count: 1709

request?: yes!

“hii! i was wondering if you could write one where Henry Cavill and the reader are trying new things in the bedroom, like BDSM, and the reader gets overwhelmed so they have to stop and Henry takes care of them? thank you!”

description: in which they try to spice things up in the bedroom, but it becomes a little too much for her

pairing: henry cavill x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut, im also gonna put a warning of overstimulation and use of a safe word just in cause (i’ve seen it tagged as warnings before so i just want to make sure everyone knows before reading)

masterlist (one, two)

Henry was very much a gentleman when it came to sex. He wasn’t into doing things too fast or rough, unless it had to be a quickie. He was slow, gentle, tender. He treated every time you two had sex as if it were the first time.

That’s why you were so shocked when he asked if he could tie you up, blindfold you, and to tease you with the only actual sex toy you owned: a vibrator for the times when Henry was gone for a little too long.

You were definitely more than excited for this idea that Henry had, it would definitely be a great way to spice up your sex life, but you were still confused as to where it came from. You didn’t really have time to ask, though, as you were too excited to get things going the moment he suggested it.

You were sat on the edge of the bed, already stripped down to just your panties and bra. Henry was stood in front of you, holding one of his ties in his hand. He had taken out three - one for your eyes, and one for either of your wrists to tie to the bed - and you were grateful he had picked out something soft and comfortable for your first time trying this stuff.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he repeated for the third time.

“I’m starting to think you don’t want this,” you teased. “I’m sure I wanna try it at least. If it I don’t like it, I’ll just use the safe word, okay?”

Henry nodded. He leaned down to give you a quick kiss before wrapping the satin material around your eyes and tying it behind my back. With your vision gone, your heart started to race. You weren’t sure if you were nervous or more excited now, maybe a combination of both.

Henry helped to guide you gently onto your back and placed you in a way that your arms wouldn’t be too uncomfortable. He tied both your wrists to the headboard, allowing his hands to run down your arms and over your bare stomach in a painfully slow way. You tried not to whimper as they skimmed over your still clothed breasts, almost purposely teasing you.

One hand continued down your stomach and pressed against your clothed core, causing you to arch your hips in a way to press yourself harder against Henry. He chuckled as his fingers began to massage your clothed clit.

“You’re already so wet, baby,” he mused.

Now you were starting to regret agreeing to this. Not because you weren’t enjoying it, but because you knew you were going to regret agreeing to being teased so much when you just wanted to feel Henry inside of you.

You whined as you felt a loss of contact. You heard Henry walk away from the bed and you couldn’t stop yourself from trying to relieve the newly built up pleasure by squeezing your thighs together. Nearly seconds later, you felt a hand roughly pull your legs open again.

“Don’t be naughty, love,” Henry told you. “You have to wait for me in order to get pleasure.”

“You didn’t tell me that,” you said, pouting blindly into the darkness.

You felt his lips against yours, a slight smile on his face. “I suppose you’re right. I should’ve gone through the rules in more detail with you.”

His hand slipped under your panties and pressed against your clit. You let out a moan and rocked your hips slightly against his touch.

“Rule number one, stay still,” he started, pushing your hips back down onto the bed. “Do not move unless I tell you. Rule number two, no pleasuring yourself. That defeats the whole purpose of me teasing you.”

You could barley comprehend what he was saying as his fingers travelled further down. Two of them slipped into your wet opening, causing you to gasp. He pushed them in as far as they could go before pulling them back out immediately.

“Rule number three,” he said, “do as I say. Open up, princess.”

You opened your mouth and felt the two fingers he had just slipped inside of you press against your tongue. You closed your mouth and sucked his fingers clean, earning you a groan in response.

He roughly pulled your panties off and you heard the familiar sound of your vibrator start up. The feeling of vibrations against your already sensitive clit brought a string of profanities from your mouth. You pulled against the ties that bound you, although you were unsure as to what you were going to do if you were able to free yourself.

Despite what the first rule was, your back arched and your hips moved almost as a reflex to the waves of pleasure that were rippling through your body. He wasn’t punishing you for it, though. Although you couldn’t see hi, you could almost feel the enjoyment he was getting from your writhing.

Your body had grown so used to getting a quick pleasure at times of desperation from your vibrator that you could feel an orgasm coming already. You tried your best to hold it down, but you were already so turned on that you knew that wasn’t going to be an option.

“Fuck, Henry, I’m gonna cum already,” you breathed.

“Already, love? That didn’t take long at all.” You felt his lips against your neck, the vibrator still pushing down on your sensitive clit, and his hot breath against your ear as he said, “Cum for me, baby.”

That alone was enough to send you over the edge. Your eyes rolled back into your head and you let out a cry of pleasure as your entire body shook and trembled. Henry kissed and nipped at your neck, even taking your ear between his teeth in a way that he knew drove you insane.

You thought he would take the vibrator away from your after you had came, and that maybe he’d finally start fucking you, but to your surprise he still pushed the vibrating toy hard against you, causing you to continue your shivering of pleasure. For a moment, it felt so good that you thought you were going to cum again already, until the pleasure was replaced with an overwhelming feeling of overstimulation.

“I already came, Hen,” you said. “Aren’t you going to fuck me now?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “I kind of like seeing you trembling like this. Maybe I just tease you for a little longer with this dirty toy of yours.”

You tried to move your hips away from the vibrator, but every move you made Henry would follow. While you liked this idea of him over teasing you before fucking you, your clit was starting to ache from overstimulation and your trembles were starting to cause some pain in your bound arms. You could feel tears welling in your eyes and you weren’t sure if they were good or bad ones.

“Stop,” you breathed, trying to move his hand away from you with your thighs. “Fuck, stop Hen. It’s too much...avocado!”

The word pulled Henry from this dominating role and he immediately removed the vibrator from you. You nearly sobbed with relief as your felt your clit throbbing.

“Fuck,” you heard Henry say as he moved away from the bed for just a moment. You felt the bed dip next to you and his hands working to pull you free from your bindings. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N).”

“It’s okay,” you said, pulling the blindfold off the moment your hands were free. “You didn’t know. But...you’ll definitely have to give me a while before we have sex.”

Henry nodded and retreated to the bathroom inside of your bedroom. You looked down at your poor clit, all swollen and red, and cringed to yourself. You had never been given such pleasure before that resulted in you becoming so overstimulated. You weren’t angry or upset with Henry for it, it’s not like either of you knew how your body would react the way it did so quickly, but you knew he was going to be upset with himself due to this.

He returned from the bathroom and passed you a cold cloth. You placed the cloth against your core, nearly sighing as the cold liquid cooled the area.

Henry climbed onto the bed next to you and pulled you into his arms. He was much gentler with you this time, running his hands up and down your arms and kissing your forehead every so often.

“I’m sorry, love,” he repeated, kissing you once more.

“I told you it’s okay,” you assured him. “You didn’t know, Henry. Please don’t be upset over this.”

He sighed. You moved your head to look up at him. “Where did this idea come from, anyways?”

He shrugged in response. “I really don’t know. It was just something I wanted to do. I wanted to try something new and see how it went. Bad idea, obviously.”

“It was a hot idea,” you corrected him. “Just, next time, we skip the teasing and go right to the sex.”

Henry smiled and chuckled. “Okay, deal.”

You both laid together for some time. The ache between your legs dulled until it was non-existent. You got up to discard of the cloth and sat yourself on Henry’s lap when you got back to the bed.

“Where were we?”

Henry smiled, but shook his head. “I think you should rest yourself before we continue.”

You tilted your head in confusion. “But I feel okay now.”

“I know, but I still feel bad and would rather know for sure you’re not in pain while we have sex.”

You gave him a playful look, but you appreciated that he was respecting your boundaries and what your body needed.

You rolled back onto the bed next to him and cuddled into his side. You spent the next hour or so just talking for a while, before Henry offered to get up and make the two of you something to eat.

It wasn’t where you expected the evening to go, but regardless, you couldn’t be happier with how things had ended.