#BUT HEYYYY IM ALIVE

[cherriiramen]

GUESS WHO’S BACK (or not??)

#my accounts been so dead and I’m still about to hit 400 followers?? #it was a nice surprise to see 😭❤️ #I’ve been on such a massive artblock but im trying to get better ahsjsjw #i also just #have been highly inactive on my social media platforms in general #which I also need to fix #BUT HEYYYY IM ALIVE #and im really sorry to anyone who tagged me or texted me during that period #i spent like nearly an hour scrolling through all my notifications #they were just that many 😭😭 #cherrii.txt

[aardpark]

“I’ve come to a decision, Archivist. I’m going to kill you.”

#HEYYYY EVERYONE IM ALIVE JAVE JUST BEEN REALLY BUSY. HERES SOME TMA FANART #the magnus pod #magnus art #the magnus archives #magnus archives #the magnus archive fanart #micheal tma #micheal shelley #digital art #procreate #art #digital artist #digital illustration #queer artist #artwork #jonathan sims fanart #jonathan sims #the rusty quill

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

for some reason im really feeling the Queer Euphoria in this chilis tonight, specifically: being so ambiguous its hilarious. there is No label to describe my orientation/gender. like yeah i use nonbinary bc technically it fits but also bc the flag Fucks. if asked, my only correct answer would be "Wildcard, Motherfucker!"

#both change on a daily basis #gender depends on vibes. weather. A Cool Art Piece I Saw On Tumblr. a dream i had the night prior. what im doing at the moment. song playin #i use & prefer they/them but really anything is free game For The Bit. i am willing to play pretend and try on different hats! #orientation depends on who im looking at in the moment. like i consistently surprise myself with who i do/dont find attractive #it also happens.... less than id expect. but when it does happen its a very strong Ohhhhhh. Ohoho Hi Heyyyy<3 moment #BUT OH ITS SO FUN TO BE UNLABELABLE #thats not a word! except yes it is! #i take the boxes people try to put me in. i make a sickass fort outta them & add blankets and pillows & paint #there is a drawbridge and a moat. and origami dragons! #its so so fun #but also very annoying on the rare occasion im asked what i am #like! fuck if i know! this is my first time being alive! its none of my business! i have bigger omelets to burn! #its like.... #'are you gay' yes but also no 'are you a lesbian' yes but also no 'are you bi' yes but also no 'are you-' Yes But Also No. #again: wildcard. #absolutely unprompted #its like... oh man if i wasnt so squeamish about syringes i could make my gender Soooo Me <3 #bc i want a deeper voice but i like my body how it is. mostly. its literally just my voice that i dont like #& facial hair would be nice but also do i want to deal with the hassle that is shaving. no i do not <3 #still i cherish the two hairs i have on my chin. theyre so neat #i wish skirts were comfortable. i need a better eyeliner pen. i need more tank tops and a good binder. i want to confuse people #and then like... women with deep voices and men who're all dolled up and ambiguous folks who are so visibly queer- #there is so much to love everywhere and i do not care for the generally excepted/used fences people keep putting up #im ripping up their signs and kicking over the fences. Let Us Roam Free Range #shoutout to all my fellow Idk What The Fuck I Am And I Like It That Way homies. we're so funky #and you're So fucking valid. you don't need a label and you don't need a description. you are so so so awesome and rad as hell

[lunarfied]

i feel like i shld revamp this blog but quite frankly i am not interested in writing for genshin anymore dot dot dot skull emoji

#luna thoughts #hi im alive #actually no idea how many people are active on this blog and will read this but heyyyy

[simikae]

um hey beautiful. mind telling me what random interest you’ve picked up in the name of love recently

#the locked tomb #coronabeth tridentarius #my art #my sketches #have not had the time to finish some wips but heyyyy im alive

[garciells]

that one ‘ draw hatsune miku as if she were a character in your oc world ‘ prompt from twitter. Miku as the queen of Diamonds (and a doll) heheh

#hatsune miku #miku #artists on tumblr #heyyyy im alive #i think i like tumblr the most for drawing so here we are #vocaloid

[caeruleophile]

I've read some of the reblogs on my nu carnival breaking bad crossover art (with the gacha draw screens) and i see that people find it funny

wait until they find out I'm just a fucked up person who made this unironically and it's not just shits and giggles 🤭

#IM NOT OFFENDED BY THESE REBLOGS i find it funny as well #but if you slap a like on any of my posts and think that I'm just joking or being silly WELL you're wrong #you should be afraid of me and ban me for the good #but if you're not doing it then well I'm happy 💖 #if im scared of myself why you guys aren't scared of me 💀 #lol ok back to my problematic shit #hope I'll find some time today to draw more yaoi heisenbitch bc now it's the only thing keeping me alive #and I'm still looking for walter white simps heyyyy hiii hello

[moons-and-suns]

having a sideblog is kinda fun because sometimes you decide its not worth it and you reblog from main and mutuals you haven't seen in WEEKS show up in your notes

#like heyyyy girl yes im still alive

[irndad]

if you’re still doing flower prompts i’d love either Rainflower or Purple Lilac with spencer <3

a/n: heyyyy im alive! writing from my trip, love you guys, don't know the wc! flower prompts

Rainflower - realizing that you/they love them/you back

It comes on all at once. 

Spencer- he’s never been particularly good at knowing when he’s feeling romantic. There wasn’t any experience with it. He knows that he’s hardly anyone’s dream guy- all awkward gangly limbs, too tall and too full of information that no one wanted to hear.

He’s carved out a little corner of the world that he can be seen in, that he can be loved in- but he’s never really been under the notion that someone could want him. Spencer knows that he’s lucky to have even this- to have people that ignite the prickly and irritating parts of himself and love him despite about this. And while he might fantasize, daydream about a life where he can lace his long fingers with those of someone who sees him only in a loving gaze of joy, Spencer knows that he’s not the kind of person that gets that. He’s being rational about it- most days, he’s able to relegate this desire to be filled with fantasy. 

Except- something has been up lately.

His best friend is probably the best person that he’s ever met in his life. She’s a consultant with the BAU, and it’s been nice to know her, in so many ways. She’s funny and kind in a way that never seems to have a victim. Spencer is not the kind of person that particularly values physical beauty, but she possesses it in such a large margin that it is difficult to ignore. He’s actually distracted by it sometimes, having to take extra mental attention to her words when all he is drawn to is the lovely curve of her Cupid’s bow, and the both light and heavy weight of her gaze in him. I like when you look at me, he thinks. She never makes him feel small. 

When they’d met, he was reluctant to her presence in most regards. Spencer knows that when he is focused, he can be a solitary creature, and that he’s an acquired taste. But she never seemed to need time to acclimate to him. From her first day, she listened to him when he spoke, and god, she squeezed his shoulder when she walked past him. 

She never had to try to like him. He was never a concession to her. 

This morning, she is late to work. He tries not to time it, but he enjoys the ritual of his mornings far more when he’s with her. He makes her tea and greets her first thing, and she asks about his evening the day prior. He tells her about whatever foreign film or Russian book he read the night before, a little too earnestly. She listens with her lovely doe eyes, sipping slowly as she transitions into her day. It doesn’t feel like patience with her- it feels like she actually cares what he has to say. Their routine is a warm radio crackle of familiarity, his favorite part of his day.

But she’s late today.

When she walks in, she’s a little frazzled and  so, so, adorable. She’s in a T-shirt that looks so familiar to him, and a pair of jeans that look lovely on her pretty legs. It’s a pleasure, looking at her. He wish he had more time to do it, wants to leisurely drink in the sight of her like he has all the time in the world, it never feels long enough to look.

Her hair’s frazzled and she’s just about 5 minutes late- Hotch hasn’t even come out of his office yet, but she’s clearly nervous.

“You’re okay,” he hears himself say, as she plunks down her bag on the desk, “I have your tea.” 

He doesn’t expect her to look up, but she does. She looks up at him and beams, and Spencer- his heart swells. She grabs the cup, dainty pretty fingers wrapped around the curve of it, and she beams her so-sweet smile at him, and god, his knees might buckle. Has it always been this way? 

He drinks in the sight of her, as she runs a hand through her hair in a worried, incredibly endearing gesture. She’s beautiful, he thinks to himself. He wonders aimlessly, that she might have been meeting with a man this morning. It might be the explanation for the dishevelment. 

The burning bit in his chest this causes is one that lacks explanation. It hurts in a way that he cannot explain- she is not a realistic dream for him to have. It’s not like he’s never thought about the idea of the two of them together. It’s a fleeting thought, like the consideration if your life if you could fly. It’s not a dream that warrants real consideration. 

But when their fingers brush, her light touch on his hand, he can’t help but wonder what it would be like if she wanted him.

“Thank you, Spence,” she says, warm voice dripping with gratitude and something in his heart warms at the nickname, “You’re my hero.”

She takes a sip of it, and closes her eyes in a contemplative, restful moment. It’s unfairly adorable.

He’s never actually thought about it, until this moment. But her beauty transcends just being pure fact, a thing to note about his reality. It would be nice, Spencer thinks. It hits him like a tidal wave, images of her gorgeous laugh washing over him on a Sunday morning, the curve of her cheek, a world where he can hold her by the dip of her waist, where her ever-present kindness meant that she might, could, maybe, love him.

Love him back.

She has whipped cream on her finger. She took the lid of the drink off to have the whipped cream. 

He is so, so fucked. 

“Have I told you that I love you today, boy-genius?” 

Even though she’s kidding, and he stammers out a reply of acknowledgment, it is in this moment he knows, with the certainty of every empirical journal he has ever read. 

Spence Reid is hopelessly in love with his best friend, and there is absolutely nothing he can do about that. 

It’s still nice to want, though. 

#spencer reid #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x fem!reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n

[multi-fandomedfreak]

Gn!reader and Connor making out in a semi-public spot and Hank is just like "OMFG PLS STOP RUINING MY INNOCENCE BOY"

Maybe hcs of every time hes caught them doing a lil too much PDA wise

(Doesn't specifically have to be making out just excess PDA, maybe Connor and reader are flirting a whole lot just whatever ur comfy with!)

Authors note: IM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS IDEA.

Characters: Connor x Gn!Reader and third wheel Hank (poor guy)

⚠Warnings⚠: Semi-Public making out, mentions of dying (just a little)

🪙🪙🪙🪙🪙

The first time

-You and Connor think you guys are so slick

-Spoiler: you’re not

-You were both pretty new into the relationship so couldn’t keep your hands off each other

-And plus since the station barely had any people, why not sneak off with each other?

-Thinking it was gonna be for just a small while, you both are at the back of the station, smoochin’ away

-and surprise surprise

-you end up staying there long enough for Hank to actually end up getting worried

-like do you have any idea? how long you two have to be away for? for hank to get worried??

-Bc its not like he doesn't care or anything but he simply isn't used to having to actively keep an eye on you two

-but then them mother instincts kicked in after he noticed you two had been gone for a while

-He just starts asking around if anyone saw the two of you

-And happened to stumble in on you guys (poor dude screamed he needed bleach after walking in on you two)

-Lets just say that Hank kept a closer eye on you two after that

The second time

-You two have calmed down since the last incident with Hank walking in on you guys

-But of course you still had your moments with each other

-this time around you weren’t in that much of a public space (what you told yourself)

-just casually behind the Chicken Feed truck while Hank ate his lunch

-yknow, like how normal people do

-You two honestly don't really understand how it even happened

-You wanted a drink from a nearby shop since the drink you wanted wasn't sold at the Chicken Feed

- And Connor simply asked if he could tag along

-Aaand next thing you know you're both behind the Chicken Feed truck, drink long forgotten, with Connor trapped between you and the truck

-Of course, Hank gets worried again since he's a pretty slow eater so he doesn't know how you're still not back after all this time

he swears... that's it. jk jk, I'm just being stupid. anyways, he swears that you both are gonna give him a heart attack someday from how much he worries

-He tries calling you on his phone and gets confused when he hears your ringtone from behind the truck

-Time skip a few minutes later, Connor and you have red ears from Hanks grip and sulking in the car ride to the station after his lecture

-Mostly because he swears the two of you make him worried sick on purpose

The third time

-Ok. this time.

-You didn’t even try to hide it

-Like no joke, just decided to make out right there and then

-On Hanks couch.

-knowing he was about to be back in a little bit

-but heyyyy you both could’ve cared less in that moment

-A few hours earlier, you were after a suspect and one thing lead to another so all of a sudden, you were being held hostage

-So this making out was a bit justified since you almost died thinking that you were never gonna see Connor again

-And he was just as scared

-Soo both of ya just wanted to hold each other for a bit

-That’s probably why when Hank got back from doing whatever Hank does, he bit his tongue (literally) to stop a snippy remark from falling out

-He was just happy you were alive and you two were finding comfort in each other

-Albeit, a little grossed out at your show of affection

-He just cursed under his breath and went to go take a nap

#dbh headcanons #dbh connor #dbh connor x reader #connor x reader #connor rk800 #rk800 #rk800 x reader #dbh rk800 #rk800 dbh #detroit become human rk800 #detroit rk800 #rk800connor #detroit become human #detroit: become human #detroit: bh

[renegade-red]

Heyyyy im alive :o)

Artblock and depression still beating my ass but i have been sketching on csp for funsies since i got a 30 day free trial and im definitely feelin some creative tingles rn

I did a sketch page of Signalis gals (and adler lmao) bc boy i got that sad space lesbian brainrot (play signalis and listen to the ost btw)

I used 3d models for elster, falke and ariane here and modified them, love how they came out tbh

Anyway i despise drawing guns they my worst enemy 🫡

#renegade sketches #fanart #signalis #elster #ariane yeong #adler #falke #isa #isolde itou #mynah #beo

[kindestofkings]

sunshine baby [1]

robert keating x reader (she/her)

faceclaim: gracie abrams (ofc hahah)

authors note: hello hello! this is a really random one, I am a broken record but I am self projecting in these hence why the reader is always home friends with the boys. also theres so many time skips lol

I really home you enjoy, would really appreciate any feedback or comments yee might have <33

2020

yourusername

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yourusername 2 months into lockdown we are playing, we are hot girl walking and most importantly we are hot girl drinking 💅

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bobbyskeetz thanks for choosing the most flattering photos luv x

yourusername any time baby any time :))

yourbestfriend i miss you and your impromptu sing songs <3

yourusername no I miss you so much !! boys are really smelly sometimes 😀 yourbestfriend thats what you get for dating bobby SKEETZ bobbyskeetz heyy yourusername I know right?? bobbyskeetz HEYYYY

elijahhewson there is very little going on behind those eyes

yourusername the bulmers was very warm... and we just lost a zoom quiz

joshjenkinson_ keep our boy sane !

yourusername and whos gonna keep me sane?? whos gonna keep me alive? ryanmcmahon_15 did you put yourself on the line?

yourusername

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yourusername as y'all know I dabble with playing some piano andddd my very cool, talented boyfriend and his friends asked me to play on a few tunes for their DEBUT ALBUM. thank you for briefly employing me :))

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joshjenkinson_ no thank YOU

ryanmcmahon_15 we owe you forever, this is so exciting !

bobbyskeetz as your boss can you make me a cuppa?

yourusername and your legs stopped working when?? also you're closer to the kitchen than I am rn!

bobbyskeetz they just cant take the weight of being such a musical success 😔 friend1 @bobbyskeetz how does she put up with you? bobbyskeetz shh dont make her reflect on her decisions

yourmam so proud of you chicken!!

yourbestfriend and the start of your music career is when?

yourusername oh hush you heheh elijahhewson she asks the important questions yourusername why be a musician when you can be a broke college student right 😀

yourusername posted to their story!

if the boys have zero fans, i am dead.

bobbyskeetz so extreme but I love you <3

bobbyskeetz

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bobbyskeetz EVEN BIGGER NEWS !!! Our greatest hits debut album is coming out on July 16th for all you beautiful people to hear. We poured our hearts and souls into this and can’t wait for you to listen . Couldn’t have done it without @theantski @thedrewmanshow @johncatlin @andrea.cozzaglio and all the other talented people who helped get this record finished.

IT WONT ALWAYS BE LIKE THIS !

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bobbyskeetz ALSO @yourusername for the pretty piano playing

yourusername hushhh rn CONGRATS ON THE SUPERB album

inhalerfan1 i'm seriously so proud of you guys 💙

inhalerfan2 finallyyyy

yourmam well done boys!! huge achievement

bobbyskeetz thank you :))

yourusername

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yourusername it is very cool and a lil strange seeing my fella on posters while im on my daily hot girl walk....

it always be wont this like is out today woooo!

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elijahhewson I dont remember that photo being taken 😑

yourusername you just release your debut album you gotta celebrate! yourfriend shes just too nice, you were locked.

yourmam lovely photo, why are yee outdoors though? 😂

bobbyskeetz sure we're following covid restrictions! you're looking at four v responsible boys!! yourmam hmmm I don't know about that one now!

yourbestfriend no cause robert and sir hewson would wanna stop looking into my soul..

elijahhewson 😐😐 bobbyskeetz 😐😐 bobbyskeetz what about josh huh he's also throwin some looks yourbestfriend josh can do whatever he wants 🫶🏼 (liked by joshjenkson_ and yourusername)

yourusername oh also everyone compliment ryan on his GORGEOUS hair

yourbestfriend such a power move I adore x yourfriend ryan how does it feel being coolest member of dublin's coolest band?? joshjenkson_ so fit, is he single...?

bobbyskeetz not sure if you got the album name exactly right there..

yourusername huh I dont see anything wrong 🤔

2021

yourusername

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yourusername the trio is back and just in time to see the boys killing it at fairview park 🔥

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yourbestfriend forget about them WE are killing it

yourfriend mmhmm we slay 😤

yourbestfriend posted to their story!

when the base player with a staring problem is away, the girlies can steal his girlfriend 🤘🏼

bobbyskeetz oi oi get your feet of my dining table 😤

bobbyskeetz

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bobbyskeetz happy birthday beautiful.

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inhaler1 this is my thirteenth reason 💔

yourusername miss you rockstar!

inhaler1 miss girl who are you? and can you please accept my follow request

inhaler2 nooooooo you're taken ?!?

ryanmcmahon_15 hundreds of girls heartsbroken with the softest of soft launches haha

lewevans the spooky powers of mr skeetz

yourbestfriend FINALLY you're letting him show you off

yourusername haha this is too much please stop 🥺 🥰

inhalerfanupdates

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inhalerfanupdates I hope its real cause I need a gun after seeing bobbys soft launch

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inhalerfan1 im so sad I cant

inhalerfan2 im afraid to ask but how long do you think they've been together

inhalerfan3 i 😭 cant 😭😭 think 😭😭😭 about 😭😭😭😭 it

part 2

#bobby skeetz #robert keating #robert keating x reader #robert keating imagine #inhaler dublin #inhaler band #inhaler fanfic #inhaler imagine #smau

[madisonwritesstuff]

heyyyy how are you? im here for a hannibal x vampire reader where hannibals victims blood gets drained and he gets curious(and a little mad because his design is getting ruined). After he kills somebody again he acts like he leaves the crime scene but hides in reality then reader comes out and just does what a vampire does 😊💕

★ ; bloodsucker. -------------------

Hannibal Lecter x Vampire! Reader.

LIVE LAUGH LOVE HANNIBAL 😫😫

Tags ; fem! reader, tw! syringe, mentions of drugging, mentions of dead bodies, hannibal kidnapping reader (but like idm bbg u can kidnap me 😏)

There was no blood anywhere. Yet the body was drained. Every artery, vein, organ, drained of its blood. Yet no gash, wounds, or anything.

Just a bite mark on the neck of the victim.

He had specifically wanted to keep this one alive, tied to a chair in an abandoned shed. He had plans for this one, it was going to be his best design yet.

He's not mad though, he's intrigued. He's never seen anything like this before. And he hasn't heard Will say anything about someone reporting a body in the forest, meaning whoever did this didn't intend to tell anyone.

Or it wasn't human, which is likely. Due to the fact a human can't possibly drain the blood from another human being this cleanly.

Now he's definitely intrigued.

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It was night time, he was finishing up the binds on the dead woman. Same shed, same chair, same ropes.

He made a cut on the woman's arm, the smell of blood strong to him. He made sure to leave the door just a teensy bit open.

Then he hid, he made sure to cover his own smell by rubbing the leaves on his wrists and neck.

And then he waited. He waited for what seemed like hours, crouching behind some bushes. It was silent, except for the sound of crickets chirping and the rustling of leaves from the wind.

Then It happened, he heard it.

The faint footsteps, the sound of leaves being stepped on. It seemed like whatever was out there was so sure that nobody would be here that they're walking while making that much noise.

He was excited, he'd waited this long so he'd better get something worth the wait.

A person walked out from behind the trees, wearing a large cloak to cover themselves. Which intrigued Hannibal, do they know he's here? That's why they're hiding their identity? That wouldn't make sense, they were walking while making a lot of noise before.

He watched as the person walked into the shed. Hannibal slowly creeped closer, wanting to get a better look. They pulled their hood down, and Hannibal was completely taken aback.

An ethereal woman, beauty beyond compare to any goddess. Her skin shining under the moonlight.

He watched as the woman took a closer look at the dead body in the shed, walking closer to it and leaning down, her face meeting the dead woman's neck.

Then she bit down.

He watched as the color slowly drained from the woman's face, leaving nothing but an empty husk of a body.

“What are you?” He abruptly spoke up, stepping out from the shadows, which in turn startled the woman.

She jumped a little, pulling away from her meal and starting at Hannibal. “Where the hell did you come from?” She retorted back.

“You can't really expect to find a dead body in the middle of nowhere by itself now can you? I did that.” He pointed to the body. Now it was her turn to be intrigued. “So what, you're a serial killer?” She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms.

“Aren't you one as well?” Hannibal argued back, leaving the woman silent for a minute. “What do you want from me?” She finally spoke up.

Hannibal took a step closer, which in return made the woman take a step back. “I want to know what you are.” He spoke, walking closer, while she kept walking backwards, until her back hit the wall of the shed.

“Isn't it obvious? What I am?” She questioned. “It is, but I want to hear you confirm it.” She rolled her eyes, sighing. “I am the infamous bloodsucker, what you like to call vampires.”

Hannibal smiled at that revelation. “You could come in handy for my design.” He though out loud. “Excuse me? What makes you think I would help you with whatever murderous ideas you have?” He smiled, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “I never said I would care for your opinion darling.” She was taken aback, her mouth opening to threaten him.

But just as she opened her mouth, she felt a sting in the side of her neck, looking down to see a syringe. “What did you?...” The world around you began spinning a little, his face contorting as well as the scenery around you. “Goodnight.” He leaned down and whispered against the shell of your ear, watching as you passed out.

all rights reserved to © madisonwritesstuff , please do not copy, repost on other platforms, translate, or modify my works without my permission.

#hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #hannibal lecter #hannibal lecter x fem reader #headcannons #fem reader #female reader #hannibal #hannibal lecter x reader #vampire #vampire reader #hannibal lecter x vampire reader

[blankensnappeas]

Ted Kord: "Heyyyy baby girl, so sorry you thought I was dead all these years!! It's okay though I'm alive I was just warped away in another time and place with my old buddy Booster Gold and I may have realized that I'm gay for him and it's like still definitely very complicated BUT LETS NOT GET INTO THAT RIGHT NOW, I MISSED YOUR GRADUATION AND IM SORRY."

Jenny:

#Blue beetle #ted kord #booster gold #blue beetle 2023

[fairyyeo]

untitled halloween fic

pairing — hongjoong x fem!reader, wooyoung x fem!reader

genre — fantasy horror idk

tw — horror themes, brief blood/violence

wc — 5k

a/n — heyyyy lol… i havent posted anything for a lifetime so heres a snippet of a draft i’ve had for like two years. the more i read it the more i hate it but i wanted to post something a lil creepy for halloween and remind everyone im still alive!!! if anyone likes this i might finish it and post the full thing but idk happy halloween bffies <3

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unbearable pain seared through your body and you held your jaw tightly shut, trying not to yell as you jolted upright. you were sat in a dimly lit room with peculiar rounded walls and a mossy grass floor.

"there's someone else!" a voice called from across the room, though you couldn't see to whom the voice belonged as the room was too dark.

the sound of footsteps grew closer, thudding against the floor as they ran towards you. a boy dropped onto his knees by your side, eyes rapidly scanning your body and face.

"the pain goes away soon, i promise." he said, locking eyes with yours, reaffirming his words.

"where are we?" you managed to say with much struggle. you winced, feeling like a thousand hot needles were being threaded through your veins.

a different voice spoke up, "we don't know either... sorry." he said, voice ever so gentle as trying to keep you as calm as possible.

"then..." you began, "who are you?" your hands balled up into fists as you continued to endure the harrowing pain.

"i'm hongjoong," the first boy said, "and this is seonghwa." he motioned to the other boy.

"there's a few others here too, i think their names were mingi and yunho. oh, and a guy called jongho." seonghwa said, pointing over to where you faintly see someone sitting against the wall by himself.

a loud groan of pain echoed throughout the room and hongjoong's head darted around to see where it was coming from. he looked back at you, "remember, the pain ends soon. i've gotta go help whoever just got here." he signalled for seonghwa to come with him, leaving you alone in a nearly pitch black room.

your eyes scanned the room for any kind of door or window, some sort of escape. but to your disappointment, there was nothing. you were able to spot two boys sitting not too far away on the other side of the room. so you mustered up all your strength despite the pain, and began to drag your body across the grassy flooring.

as you got closer, suddenly the pain subsided and your body went limp. you rolled onto your back and drew in slow deep breaths, trying to stabilise your body. as you stared at the ceiling you couldn't help but begin to panic a little. you had no idea where you were, who these people are, what that insufferable pain was or why you were here. quickly, you shook those thoughts from your mind, you were here now and you just had to focus on getting out.

you found the strength in you to stand up slowly and walk over to the boys, sitting down in front of them.

"stuck here too?" one of the boys asked.

you shrugged, "i guess so. what are your names?"

the second boy held his hand out to you, "i'm mingi."

you shook his hand and turned to the other boy. "and i'm yunho." he said, also shaking your hand.

"how long have you guys been here?" you asked, pulling at the grass on the floor.

they looked at each other, as if trying to remember. "about two hours, i'd say. which is way too long in this creepy ass place." mingi said. yunho nodded in agreement.

"those two were here first." yunho motioned towards hongjoong and seonghwa. "they helped us through the initial pain."

"yeah, that hurt like a bitch." mingi pouted, rubbing his arm.

you hummed in thought, "how do people get in here without us seeing anyone put them there?"

"we don't know, they seem to just appear." yunho said, seemingly as confused as you were.

as if on cue, another cry of pain filled the room and you whipped your head to the right to see someone curled up in agony. you hurried over and sat next to him.

"why does it hurt so bad?" he sobbed.

"it's okay, it'll stop soon." you frowned, knowing how painful it was. "here." you extended your hand out to him.

another sobbed escape his mouth, "thank you."

the boy seemed to about your age. "it's gonna be okay. i'm here." you squeezed his hand tightly, trying to reassure him.

more yells could be heard within the room and your heart ached, wanting to help others but promising to stay with the boy until the pain passed. "what's your name?" you asked, trying to distract him.

"wooyoung." he mustered the strength to say.

"pretty name for a pretty boy." you smiled, letting out a chuckle.

he managed a chuckle, "are you trying to flirt with me right now?"

"just trying to distract you a bit." you giggled, squeezing his hand once more.

"i already like you." he commented before hunching over in pain.

you sat with wooyoung until his body relaxed. by that time the other cries and shouts had also fallen silent. you peered around the dark room to the best of your ability. two more boys were sprawled across the floor, heaving deep breaths.

"thanks for staying with me." wooyoung said, sitting upright and stretching his limbs.

"it's okay, everyone went through the exact same pain. i just wanted to help." you pouted, helping him stand up. "lets join the others." you ushered him towards hongjoong and seonghwa.

hongjoong flashed you a warm smile as you approached, "feeling better?"

"i am now, thank you."

"i'm glad." he said sincerely.

slowly everyone began to gather around in a group, introducing themselves and greeting each other. in total, there was nine of you. hongjoong and seonghwa who had arrived first, then mingi and yunho, followed by jongho. then you arrived before yeosang and wooyoung. san was the last one to appear. none of you knew each other, yet, here you were, stuck together.

"how did we get here?" san asked, running a hand through his hair.

"i don't know... i just remember falling asleep in my bed and then waking up in that excruciating pain." jongho explained.

"yeah, me too." wooyoung nodded in agreement.

yunho shook his head, evidently confused. "why are we here?"

"we don't know the answer to that either." seonghwa sighed.

"so we're trapped in this fucking big, dark, grassy room with no way out?" mingi asked, shifting around uneasily.

"seems like it." you frowned, starting to feel frightened.

"you want to escape? that doesn't seem right." a shrill voice resounded throughout the room.

"did you hear that?" yeosang spoke quietly, darting his head around to see where the voice came from.

"we heard it." hongjoong whispered.

"don't seem so afraid. i'm your genie, here to grant wishes." the voice hissed again.

what appeared before you was nothing like the genies you'd seen or heard of in films and stories. in fact, it terrified you so much you felt as though you would burst into tears. you bit your lip, trying not to seem weak in front of the others.

its dark slender body was unimaginably mangled, with boney limbs protruding from its somewhat humanoid torso. its mouth was abnormally large, flashing a menacing grin with its dislodged jaw and sharpened teeth. it stood almost three metres high, you guessed, blending in with the dim room.

"i'm not the genie you imagined, am i sweetheart?" the monster's black eyes locked with yours. you felt wooyoung's hand wrap around yours and instantly you felt less alone.

"each of you are here because you wished for something." it slowly pointed its lengthy finger at each of you. "fools. have you never heard the phrase?" he tssked, shaking his head. "be careful what you wish for." he growled. "now, everyone wants their wish granted, yes?"

no one replied.

"in order for me to grant your wish, i have arranged some challenges for you to complete. simply succeed, and your wish will be granted." he drawled over his words and it made your skin crawl.

"seems easy enough." mingi shrugged.

"oh?" the monster croaked. "your first challenge will begin momentarily. the goal is simple, find each other."

a click of the monster's scrawny fingers found you alone once more. you reached for wooyoung's hand but it wasn't there.

you were surrounded by a dense forest of freakishly large trees and thick fog. you took a deep breath, now was not the time to panic. there was no time to waste.

"hello?" you called on instinct. its like your words were swallowed by the fog, no echo repeated your shouts. it was deafeningly silent, even more still. there was no sight of movement and the fog began to settle around you uncomfortably.

without thinking a moment longer, you broke into a sprint, desperate to find anyone. the soft ground thumped beneath your steps, it was covered in an overgrown moss and fallen sticks that crunched as you ran.

you felt dizzy after running for minutes without stopping, but refused to rest until you found one of the boys. the challenge seemed easy enough, but in this infinite forest it felt like you'd never find them. you tripped on a root but it didn't stop your movement, you continued to run.

from your peripheral vision, you could've sworn you saw something move, however, you chose to ignore it, not wanting to scare yourself. you hoped the others were okay and had already begun to find each other.

something suddenly wrapped around your ankle and tugged you down hard, causing you to fall. "shit." you muttered trying to untangle the root, but it kept spiralling higher around your leg and grasping tighter. "what the hell?"

panic set in as both of your legs became knotted with the moving roots. you kicked and pulled but nothing was working and the roots became painfully tight, starting to cut into your thighs. you let out a cry of pain which still didn't seem to echo as you felt blood trickling down your legs.

"yeosang! she's here!" hongjoong's familiar voice shouted and you could almost see him through the shadowy fog. he ran towards you and instantly dropped to his knees, "oh, fuck." he mumbled, "fuck, fuck, fuck."

hongjoong ripped at the roots, urgently trying to tear them from you. "look at you, saving the day again." you laughed dryly.

he glared up at you, though, you knew there was no anger behind his caring eyes, "now is not the time to joke."

yeosang emerged from the fog and quickly knelt by hongjoong's side, joining in pulling the roots from your leg. "how did this happen?" he said in shock.

"its like they're alive." you said, almost not believing your own words. you winced, feeling the cool air seep into the cuts on your leg. "i'm so glad you guys are here."

"i'm glad we're here too, who knows what would've happened if..." hongjoong trailed off, refusing to finish his sentence.

"this challenge sucks." yeosang frowned, helping you stand up. "those cuts look painful, will you be okay?" he asked.

"yeah, i'm fine. lets just find the others and complete the challenge." you offered a smile and tried to brush it off, not wanting to cause worry.

the three of you wandered through the forest, thankfully the fog began to thin out and it became easier to see. you limped behind the two of them, eyes carefully scanning the ground for any more monstrous roots.

it became tiring, feeling like you'd been walking for hours. it seemed to be getting darker, though you couldn't see the sky through the heavy foliage.

a twig snapped from behind you and your head turned at the sudden startling noise. but nothing was there. "guys, did you hear that?" you asked.

a smiling wooyoung dropped from the tree above followed by san and scared half the life from you, "hear what?"

"holy shit, wooyoung! you scared me." you placed a hand over your heart, trying to calm down. hongjoong had put a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"that was kinda the point." he sheepishly rubbed his neck before his eyes widened upon seeing your legs. "what the hell happened to you?" he leaped forward to look more closely at your wounds.

"what did this to you?" san asked, his voice laced with concern.

"no, the tree roots, they, uh—" you stammered over your words, unsure of how to explain it.

"the roots were moving like they were alive." yeosang finished your sentence.

wooyoung and san glanced at each other before san nodded, "we've been seeing weird things too."

"this place is strange, i don't like it." hongjoong said, peering over his shoulder.

"lets find the others and get out as quickly as possible." you frowned.

the small group continued to navigate the forest, already discouraged and feeling like the first challenge was impossible to complete. your legs were numb to a burning sensation, similar to the one you felt when you first awoke, but you dared not complain.

the air was getting icier as the forest grew darker. you worried that soon you wouldn't be able to see at all, it was becoming difficult to even see the four boys in front of you.

"wooyoung?" you whispered.

he turned to face you, "yeah?"

"would it be okay if i held your hand again?" you spoke quietly.

he held his hand out for you. "i guess this is repaying the favour." he smiled warmly.

it was comforting having someone close to your side, even if you'd only known him for a short period of time. you seemed to trust him and he radiated a sense of comfort. he was one of those people who easily made friends and instantly became open with everyone he meets.

"i didn't like the way he said sweetheart to you." wooyoung's brows knitted together in uncertainty.

"it did feel uncomfortable." you looked down at your legs, "but i'd rather that than having my legs cut up."

"i hope we find the others soon so this challenge can end." he squeezed your hand reassuringly.

the two of you bumped straight into san's back. "what's stopping us?" wooyoung asked.

"hongjoong heard something." san replied.

it was still deathly quiet, voices barely projected once leaving your lips.

"its the others!" hongjoong cheered.

the nine of you happily reunited after hours upon hours of searching for each other.

"we did it! we completed the first challenge." yunho smiled.

"that you did. congratulations." the monster's screechy voice pierced your ears. "now, you'll need somewhere to stay for the remainder of the time you spend here."

as he spoke, walls began to build themselves up around you, a house forming into something that vaguely represented the shape of a gargantuan mushroom.

"rest well." it said, but not an ounce of sincerity was heard in its shrill voice. "another challenge awaits you tomorrow." it disappeared before your eyes, leaving the nine of you alone.

"it left us with a surprisingly nice house." you thought aloud. "well i suppose its not exactly a house… more so a giant mushroom…"

"yeah, check it out! there's enough beds for all of us!" wooyoung said excitedly. "and a bathroom!"

you looked around, pleased to find a fully equipped kitchen, nine beds and even a bathroom. it vaguely reminded you of the type of dormitories you’d been in during school camps. at the end of each bed there was a neatly folded pile of clothes for all of you. it seemed almost too good to be true, however, you couldn't help but feel comforted in this place after the exhausting day you'd had.

"thankfully so, i could use a shower." san said while stretching his arms.

"you know, that challenge wasn't too ba—holy shit what happened to your legs?" mingi exclaimed.

your eyes widened, "oh. the tree roots um, grabbed me."

"they what?" jongho asked, clearly shocked to hear such an absurd statement.

"i know it sounds bizarre but this place isn't right. i mean, you've seen the monster and the forest, its all scary but its real." you frowned, thinking about how strange this place was. feeling scared, you'd seen monsters in films and books but never thought they'd be real, standing before you.

hongjoong nodded, "she's right. me and yeosang saw the roots too, this place is unreal."

"the roots did move, like they were alive or something." yeosang shuddered upon remembering.

"why don't you go take a shower so someone can patch you up, okay? those wounds need treating." seonghwa suggested.

"alright, i'll be back." you somehow smiled.

yunho placed a hand on your shoulder before you could walk away, "by the way, you never introduced yourself. what's your name?"

"its y/n."

"pretty name for a pretty girl." wooyoung said, winking playfully at you.

mingi punched him jokingly, "dude, are you fuckin' flirting right now?"

"she started it!" wooyoung retaliated, recalling what you'd said to him earlier in the day.

you laughed, "i did, but i just wanted to help." you tried to justify.

wooyoung poked his tongue out at you light heartedly before you headed for the bathroom, taking a fresh pair of clothes from a bed as you went.

showering was always something you'd taken for granted, but you'd never do it again. you relaxed at the feeling of water running down your skin, washing away the efforts of today.

mind drifting, you began to wonder how long you'd be here for. how many more challenges there would be. if they'd be more difficult than the first. what other unbelievable things you'd see. it worried you, but it was comforting knowing that you'd already formed a friendship with the eight boys.

you brushed those thoughts away, not letting your mind control you and hopped out the shower before patting yourself dry with a towel. in the mirror you caught a glimpse of the markings on your back and swiftly turned away. you wouldn’t dwell on that. not here, not now. you quickly changed into the clean clothes and opened the bathroom door, peering around to see the boys happily settled into the house already. in a sense, it warmed your heart and you felt somewhat like you'd known them for years.

yeosang, jongho, wooyoung and san were busy in the kitchen, cooking something that smelled delicious and almost caused your stomach to grumble. though, you were pretty sure yeosang and jongho were just there to bother the other two. yunho, mingi and seonghwa were sitting in front of the fire place, poking and prodding at it every few minutes, joking around with each other. you wondered how everything could seem so normal, when the world outside you was far from it.

hongjoong was sat at the far side of the room with medical supplies laid out around him. he smiled as your eyes locked and he motioned for you to come over.

"someone else can use the shower." you said crossing the room to hongjoong.

"me!" san cheered, making a beeline for the bathroom. wooyoung rolled his eyes, not actually mad but still needing someone to help him finish cooking so he nudged yeosang and asked for his assistance.

"do those cuts still hurt?" he asked quietly.

you shook your head, "only a little."

"is it okay if i touch your legs?" he questioned, gently tugging at your pants. "they need to be treated properly." he frowned.

"of course." you complied, rolling up the bottom of your pants to above your knees, exposing the small wounds over your legs.

"shit," he breathed out upon seeing the damage, "i'm sorry this happened."

"its okay, i guess it had to be someone." you chuckled.

he huffed lightly, picking up a bottle of anti-septic treatment and applying it to a cotton swab, "whats with you and cracking jokes at the worst times?"

"just trying to lighten the mood." you replied with a quick shrug.

"seems to work." a small smile pulled at his lips, before his brows furrowed in discontent. "i'm sorry, this is going to sting a little."

you drew in a sharp breath as what smelt like anti septic came into contact with your legs.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry." he kept repeating.

you let out a shaky breath, "hongjoong, its alright." you tried to assure him.

it wasn't until a few minutes later that he finished tending to your legs. they hurt a lot, but you wouldn't admit that aloud.

"all done!" he said, a warm smile playing at his lips.

"thank you," you looked down at your legs, thinking about how some of the cuts might scar, "now, go shower before dinner is ready." you pat his back, motioning him towards the bathroom.

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soon, the nine of you were enjoying a hot meal cooked by san and wooyoung. it was delicious, and to be honest, you'd never felt more grateful for food.

conversation never ceased at the dinner table, you listened keenly as everyone exchanged life stories and got to know each other a little more. but a more grim mood settled over you as jongho spoke up.

"so," jongho began, you could tell his was hesitant to proceed as his eyes flitted around the table, "the genie said everyone is here because we all wished for something." he made sure to air quote the word genie. "what did you all wish for?"

there was a pause, everyone searching their minds for what to say. it was a heavy question and no one was eager to answer first.

"i'm not sure about you guys," yunho began, "but the last thing i remember wishing was for time to stop." he looked down at his dinner. "i guess i've been overwhelmed with life lately. dance classes, vocal lessons, school, part time job. you know when everything seems too much and just wish that time would stop so you could manage it all?"

you nodded, understanding the feeling.

"i remember laying in bed and wanting the world to stop spinning for even just a moment." he poked at the food on his plate. "and look where that got me."

everyone laughed a bit.

"when we get out of here, i'd be more than happy to help you out with whatever is overwhelming you." you told yunho. and you were dead serious.

"me too." san added.

seonghwa nodded, "and me."

it went around the table until mingi and everyone's gaze lingered on him, "ah shit, i'll look bad if i don't say it too, right?"

he made everyone giggle.

"thanks you guys. i really appreciate that." yunho was smiling shyly. "right, anyways, that was me. someone else has to share now or i'll be embarrassed."

hongjoong cleared his throat, "mine wish was similar to yours in a way." he looked at yunho, "it was loud in the house. my family were in the living room watching a baseball match. yelling and shouting at the television, laughing at each other, singing the team's song, you know how sports fans can get." hongjoong's shoulders slumped. "i was working on music at the time but i couldn't concentrate with all the noise carrying into my bedroom. i was so frustrated since this happens often. the last thing i remember is putting on my headphones, wishing for some quiet and eventually falling asleep." he let out a big breath, "then i woke up here, like yunho did."

"you make music?" you asked.

"i'm into producing." he replied, a smile creeping onto his face. he must be really passionate.

"you should let us hear some of your shit when we escape." mingi suggested.

"hey, i see what you two are doing. lets not change the topic." hongjoong narrowed his eyes jokingly and glared at you and mingi.

you looked at mingi and the two of you chuckled.

"fuck, i thought that would work." mingi ran a hand through his hair in distress.

"fess up, man." san said, a teasing grin on his face.

"shit, okay." mingi breathed out. "the last thing i wished for... i don't know." mingi was lying and planned to drag it out for as long as possible. as much as he was warming up to everyone, he didn't exactly feel like sharing his private thoughts and troubles with people he barely knew yet.

you didn't blame him. you were also kind of hoping the conversation wouldn't get around to you right now. you clearly remembered the last thing you wished for, and you were in no rush to discuss it with anyone here at the table in this moment.

everyone looked at him expectantly.

you were about to speak, try to change the topic off of mingi, but seonghwa spoke before you.

"i remember mine," he said, "you can think while i share, if that's alright with you?" seonghwa looked at mingi, sensing that he wasn't keen to talk.

mingi sent him a thankful look and nodded.

"the last thing i can remember wishing to be perfect." he said steadily, like he'd been working up the courage to say it for a while. "i'm a dancer, so it's frustrating when i mess a move up or i can't quite understand it. even worse when everyone else except me seems to get it."

"i take dance classes every now and then, i can imagine the pressure of doing it professionally." yunho replied understandingly.

"for what it's worth, you should try not to compare yourself to others. it seems like you're already hard enough on yourself, you don't need that extra stress." you added, placing the last bit of food on your plate into your mouth.

seonghwa smiled at your comment, he seemed to really be absorbing what you said. "thanks, i'll remember that for when i get home."

there was a beat of silence, a unanimous thought that it was more like an 'if' they get home.

everyone finished up the last of their meal, quietly chatting as the fireplace gradually dimmed.

"dinner was delicious, thanks guys." you said to san and wooyoung.

yeosang cleared his throat, implying that he also helped to cook.

wooyoung playfully his yeosang's arm. "all you did was stand there and ask us when it would be ready."

yeosang couldn't hide his smile as he was exposed.

"what about me?" jongho folded his arms over his chest.

"please, you cracked two eggs." san rolled his eyes jokingly.

"that's two more eggs than yeosang!" he retorted, glaring competitively in yeosang's direction.

"tomorrow i'm going to crack three eggs." yeosang shrugged casually.

"alright you guys, let's stop it right there before this turns physical." hongjoong stretched in his seat.

"what kind of physical?" yunho wiggled his eyebrows.

"i meant like a tussle or something," hongjoong laughed, "i'm not sure what you're on about."

you picked up your plate and seonghwa's and mingi's, who had been sitting either side of you, before carrying them to the sink. you collected everyone else's dishes as the continued talking, while the sink began to fill with hot water.

you were ready to start washing them when hongjoong crept up behind you.

"what do you think you're doing?" he quipped.

"uh," you blinked at him, a dish in one hand and a soapy cloth in the other, "cleaning the dishes?"

"absolutely not." seonghwa said, now standing beside you.

"sit back down." hongjoong tried to take the cloth from you. "we'll do them."

"what? no, i don't mind doing it, really. it's the least i can do since san and wooyoung cooked." you attempted to convince them, but they weren't having it.

they glanced at each other. you were clearly weren't going to stop so they had to do the next best thing.

"at least let us help." seonghwa reasoned, picking up a tea towel to dry the dishes with.

you huffed, "fine. if you must."

you'd admit it, cleaning the dishes took less than half the time you had anticipated it would with the boy's help. in that time, the rest of the group showered and were preparing themselves for bed.

honestly, none of you had any clue what the time was, you just knew you were ready to sleep.

if you were lucky you'd wake up in the morning to find that this was all some horrible nightmare, but you had an unfortunate feeling that wouldn't be the case.

you thanked seonghwa and hongjoong for helping out and immediately after climbed into the nearest empty bed.

the giant mushroom cap that sheltered you had only one big room, save for the bathroom at the far wall. the beds lined the wall, almost like a dormitory room. it was different from what you were used to—which was the comfort of your own bedroom—but it didn't bother you too much. truthfully? you were glad to be with the boys. if you had been alone through this you would be utterly terrified to sleep through the night.

but somehow, sleep overtook your body within minutes.

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you bolted upright from a terrible nightmare gasping for air.

it wasn't real, you had to continuously remind yourself.

and of course, it was your one wish. the one thing you'd rather not talk about if you could avoid it. your biggest weakness.

you quietly swung your legs off the edge of the bed and padded over to the sink to fill a glass of cold water. you also splashed a little on your face for a little clarity. a reality check.

you'd hoped this would be some awful dream within a dream, yet, when the icy water hit your face, you still found yourself standing over a dingy kitchen sink.

someone else had woken up while you were getting a drink.

"can't sleep?" wooyoung whispered.

"i fell asleep just fine, a nightmare woke me up." you whispered back.

he'd picked the bed next to yours, you noticed.

"wanna talk about it?"

you shook your head, though it was too dark for wooyoung to have seen, "actually, i'd rather not. sorry."

you weren't ready. yet.

"it's okay." he replied, "sometimes it's hard to discuss those kinds of things."

"thanks for offering though." you smiled softly, but once again it was too dark for him to really see.

you crawled back into bed and pulled the covers close to your body, drifting back to sleep a lot slower than before.

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[bleachedjuice]

'To Whom The Bells toll' pt5.

Heyyyy, umm yeah this is just gonna be utter rough smut so..uhh yeah enjoy.

Warnings: lots and lots of degrading, marking and bites, and a very very sexy König.

If yall don't like don't read 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

Being a commander of your own squadron was supposed to be fully an honor of that alone. Your job was to make sure the mission got completed and your team was alive. And if anyone got in your way in or off the battle grounds of war far, to them down...

But here you were, getting fucked by a literal fucking mountain. The only mountain here....

He was rough, no doubt, poor you, he had already made you cum more times than your dazed mind could count as you got cock drunk. Your body littered with bites, hickies and dark hand marks left by him on your hips that were now gripped in his steel hands.... that he so generously inflicted on you.

Now he had you bent over the bare desk he had just so recently caressed you and spoke such soft words on. Behind, spewing such vile words to you.

"Say it. Say it to me. Say you're fucking mine. Only mine." König taunted and moaned, pulling your hips back against his rut even harder, Words couldn't even begin to form from how mercilessly he was fucking you, slamming his cock into you repeatedly. Almost knocking the wind right out of you.

"Im....nmmmmh...yours..." Breathless words. Almost inconphresible, finally rung in his ears like a beautiful symphony. Just what he wanted, just what he craved from your bruised and sweaty body. Sure, you left a marks on his back, clawed in desperation and hickies Trailing down from his belly button down to his cock that he slammed repeatedly into you.

His face was now next to your ear, chest pressed against your back, and both of his big hands placed over yours. Almost as if he was apologizing for the marks he had left on you.

But you both knew he wasn't sorry.

The thrill of seeing your eyes glossy with overestimated tears and glazed lust dulled gaze was enough to make him go mad. The snaps of his hips slowed a bit as he spoke, " so good...so behaved for me maus.."

Cooing at you as he chuckled at your whines against his movements, taking one of your hands into his grip, he then trailed down to your lower abdomen, wincing at the soreness as your grazed the marks he left down there, and you felt the bulge of his cock disappearing and appearing again as he thrusted into you.

"Nmmm, feel that maus ? Your taking me so well....so behaved for me..."

If he wasn't pounding into you, his words could've been mistaken for gentle... loving even. The desk you were bent over was starting to creak at his movements. Its condition of being old was obviously showing.

You cried out as he nipped at your back again, clearly going for another mark as he full-fledged a harsh bite onto your skin. Marks already littered your body. One more couldn't hurt, right? Oh, but it did... badly.

It stung as he kissed with a cooing mutter, previously clinging to the warmth your skin gave on the tip of his tongue.

The way he'd hurt and then praise drove you crazy. A mark, then a kiss. A hiss of words and then a coo of words. One right over the other over and over again. He wanted to break you down and build you all the way back up again until you where only his...his alone.

His pace was back again and hard. Powerful even. "F-fuck König pplease!" Your plead was almost like music to his ears as he continued. And you both knew you weren't walking out of here with anything sort than satisfied.

He took great pleasure in seeing how your body reacted to his words, trembling legs barely holding you upright, hands gripping the edges of the desk with such an urgency and for dear life,your voice cracking from how loud you were making such lewd noises: it was an utterly perfect sight to behold.

You could feel your stomach starting to coil and burn. Another orgasm was going to shudder through your tired body, and König wasn't showing signs of stopping. He panted, huffed, and groaned as he gripped your hips, nails digging into your tender skin. Feeling you tighten around his dick made him want to go harder and deeper into you.

"F-fuck...mhnnnn.. K-könig I'm gonna..." You whispered and whimpered, half excited and half afraid of how hard your next orgasm was going to be.

"Awwww for me? You feel so good, Maus..." He purred, talking to you as if you were a crying baby. A taunting pout could be heard in his voice as he spoke to you, suddenly flipping you over onto your back, quickly hooking his hands under your knees and pushing them to your shoulders.

"Look at you. Such a fucking mess."

You felt like you were floating, stars danced in your teary, blurry vision, it felt like he was going to break you In half with his cock. Another orgasm raked through your body, and God did it hurt.

You were so sore..so tired... so sensitive..

König smiled to you as he heard you whimper and gaps beneath his grip, holding you there as you shuddered against him as you clamped around his dick. You desperately tried to catch your breath, his tongue clicked, and he grabbed your chin to force you to look at him. "Maus.." He kissed you, chuckling at your whines of desperation to him. Slowly, he pulled out of you, making you feel terribly empty but relieved to catch your breath.

He didn't like how quickly you relaxed, how comfortably you looked. Did you forget what he just did to you? Not even a single 'thank you' uttered from your lips? No, no, he couldn't have that. To think König was going to give you a chance to catch your breath.

"Sit up,get on your knees now. "

It sounded like a growl rumbled in his chest as he moved away from you to sit on a swivel chair, making the air around you feel cold.

Shit. Was he mad? He definitely sounded mad.

Once you got on your knees, in front of him, obviously nervous to hear from him what you did wrong, you heard his tongue click again.

"When I tell you to do something, Maus." His hand found its way to grip your chin again, making you face him head on, mere inches from your own face. Watching your face go doe like.

"You say, yes sir..understand?"

In any other time, you'd have whammed him in the face or made him scrub the shit out of toilets. But now. Now you where his. Maus...a mouse to him with those Catlike eyes...

Lord's he was sexy when he was mad. Thick eyebrows, hooded lids, burning eyes staring down at you with such power and control. Hell, you had half the mind to disobey him, just to see him more riled up. But then again, you didn't have the energy for it.

"Awnser me."

The grip on your face tightened. Ah. You realized you were staring. "Yes, sir.." you muttered.. looking away from his glowering eyes. Your face was staring to feel warm from all of this eye contact.

Oh but he couldn't have that.

"What was that Maus. Speak up."

His gaze narrowed as he spoke, daring you to pull that stunt again, all the more reason to keep his promise with you that started all of this, to make you cry. He'd go all night if he had to, just to see you break down in front of him. of course, Human bodies had their limits.

How he wondered how far yours could go.

"Y-yesir!" You yelped. The taste of want in your breath made him praise you. "Good... very good." His grip then traveled to the tip of your head, entangling itself with your hair gently. He leaned back into the chair, guiding you to his still very hard on.

"Put a show on for me, Maus."

His eyes swirled with such want and lust, such an overbearing crave for you to pleasure him, to give him what he wanted and more came in such overbearing waves. And who where you to tell a gentlemen no?

The head of his dick prodded your lips, willingly you to open them and take him in your mouth. As you did so, he sighed softly, his hand bobbing with the rhythm of your head.

"Hmm..that's it...take it maus..." He said, not being shy to push your head down further. The smirk on his face could've snapped his face in half when he saw you choke, his hips jerked upwards when he felt the tip of his head prod the back of your throat. Throwing his head back, groaning and mumbling as both of his hands now held you there to keep you still as he practically face fucked you.

Tears squeezed from your now clamped shut eyes, trying to take his length as best as you could. It was hard to catch your breath when something was being shoved down your throat every other second. Still, it was so...exciting.. Having his bigs hands holding you in place as he had his way with you. Moaning, panting, degrading, complimenting...

It turned you on...

You whine on his dick, causing him to look down at you with hooded eyes..

"Dirty.."And with a click of his tongue he jerked his hips up into your throat as a tease to your shuddering figure.

Now, the rock of his hips was slower, more so grinding than thrusting. He didn't want to ruin such a delicious treat by Cumming so fast. He wanted to see more of your tears as you struggled to take his length, he though you looked so pretty with those wide teary doe eyes.

You could feel the grip on your hair somehow tighten as he panted heavier now, his hips stuttering and rythym turning frantic, Königs moans were raspy and deep as they got louder.. good thing these walls where sound proofed...

One thrust. A second. A third snap of his hips finally gave him what he wanted, "fuckfuck, oh baby, please!" He said in one breath, not being able to prevent his legs from slightly shaking while the orgasm took over his senses. He had whined...begged... even if it was a mindless babel of words he had done it notheless.

You had no choice but to swallow his load since he didn't let up with his hold on you. Soft praises left his lips, as he watched you, his cock slowly going in and out of his mouth, not hitting the back of your mouth anymore, until it eventually slid out altogether.

Coughs and gasps filled the room, immediately coming from you as your head dropped down in exhaustion. So beautiful. Such a perfect mess for him. Sitting right in between his outspread legs.

Again, he grabbed your chin to make you look at him, both of your eyes where half lidded, one of exhaustion. The other of lust.

"Aw maus, don't look so relieved. We aren't done yet, I still haven't made you cry~" He spoke in a sing-song voice, eyes burning brighter than ever. Not a single ounce of tiredness possed his body. Infact, he was more energetic than anything

Shit.

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