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wonbini · 8 months

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the petticoat around my waist is so tight so that my saree doesn't fall off but throughout the day I felt like I'm dying

#i still am dying i meed to get out to this when i reach home

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siodymph · 2 years

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Me: Hey do you have any positions?

Potential Boss: Oh yes! Theres this one, you should really apply!

Me: Thank yoy! I just applied!

Potential Boss: Perfect! Can't wait to work with you! 😁

*a week passes, no one ever reaches out to me*

Me: Hey! How's the application process going? When would the new hire expect to begin working?

Potential Boss: "Friendly but very vauge answer."

*another week passes, I reach out again and get a similar response*

*and another full week passes, still no communication. Not even mention of an interview*

🙃🙃🙃

#personal #idk if its just a lengthy hiring process #but its been a while now and there hasnt even been an interview and i feel like im just wasting time #but also im peeved cause why would she say stuff like cant wait to work with you if she hadnt at least thought I had a chance 🙃#meanwhile I got a school that meeds a music teacher but i dont wanna agree to do the rest of the semester just incase this job reaches out #vent #the hiring process is a psychological test and brother im flunking

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walaskart · 5 months

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Those Green Eyes

Summary: Loki reaches out from beyond the timelines.

Loki x Reader (No use of Y/N)

A/N I'm just trying to get out of my writing slump so I'm writing the first thing that comes to mind: my darkling Loki <3 Will there be a second part? Hopefully! I want to do it from Loki’s perspective. Also yes, this is cheesy because I like cheesy. Love y'all.

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He came in your dreams, disappearing the second your alarm startled you awake, reminding you of reality. Your life began to feel distant, like there was a part missing only those mischievous green eyes could fill. You rose from bed, rubbing your eyes and trying to grasp on to that laugh you heard last night as you slept. You can’t remember when it started, only how you felt the first time you felt his presence as you slept. As you make your morning coffee, you try to piece together the vague details you could still remember; long, ink black hair, long fingers, his fleeting laugh, those sparkling green eyes. His name. You knew his name it was on the tip of your tongue. L-

Later. Right now you had to focus on what's real, so you walk back to your bedroom, ignoring your unmade bed and picking out an outfit for another day at the antique bookstore you worked at. You picked a simple pink sweater and jeans, too heavy for the summer weather but perfect for the air conditioned store. Now finished with your mug of coffee, you grab your bag with everything you meed for the day and prepare to leave your apartment to start your walk to work.

As you walk down the busy streets of your tourist filled town, suddenly every person you saw reminded you of him. 'Those cheekbones look familiar' 'Those are his lips' 'That’s his hair'. Your eyes dart from person to person, trying to puzzle together the man in your dreams, almost like a collage of features. Though none of them had his eyes. Those effervescent green eyes. Tonight, you think to yourself, I'll look more closely.

Your whole shift, you're head is in the clouds as you answer questions and check out books. You've had dreams of strangers before, but why did he keep reappearing? Why is he stuck in your head? And why can't you remember? You interrogate yourself over and over until your shift ends, looking forward to crashing in bed and see his face once again.

By the time you get home and finish your dinner, you're ready for sleep, somehow feeling closer to him than usual. After your shower, you lie in bed and get as comfortable as you can and feel yourself drift into sleep. I'll see you soon, L-

Your eyes open, taking in your surroundings. Every night it's somewhere different, tonight you're in a field of grass and wild flowers. You look down to see you're wearing a green slip dress and no shoes. You feel the wind rush through your hair and everything returns to you. You remember.

"Loki!" You call, and begin running. You don't know where you're going but you know you'll find him. "Loki!!"

And suddenly there he is. Sitting under a tree in a loose green shirt and black pants, he hears your calls and looks to you with those beautiful green eyes. As he stands and smiles, Loki opens his arms for you to run into.

“My darling,” Loki chuckles as you are enter in his embrace and suddenly you remember every night you've spent with him now. Sitting together, sometimes talking, sometimes not. You remember his stories; his quest for a throne, his family, his adventures, his ending. You remember him listening to your stories of your bookstore in Salem, your search to adopt the perfect cat, your current novel you’re reading. You remember the places he’s taken you in your dreams; any place on Earth you ask for, Asgard, Yggdrasil. Every place was empty, except for the two of you. When you asked, Loki explained none of it was real, just him projecting an image into your dreams.

Tonight, there was no adventure, no stories. Just you and Loki resting in each other’s arms under the tree.

“Good morning, darling.” Loki chuckles and kisses the top of your head. You hear your alarm, quietly at first but slowly growing louder.

As Loki runs his hand through your hair, you think it’d be okay to forget every morning as long as each night you come back to this.

You look up at him and smile. “Until tomorrow night, Loki.”

As long as you come back to those beautiful green eyes.

#loki season 2 #loki x reader #reader insert #loki fanfiction #loki fanfic #spoilers for season 2 #marvel #marvel fanfiction #loki laufeyson

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rain-ghoul-appreciator · 26 days

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in honor of trans visibility day, i present to you some trans ghouls shenanigans.

they/them transmasc rain, he/him transmasc swiss, she/her transfem mountain, and she/her transfem aurora

under the cut or on AO3

"rory, get me that lipstick, will you?"

aurora looks up from her nails, seeing rain holding a hand out towards the lipstick. she sighed and looked towards swiss.

"swissy, my nails are still wet, can you get it, pretty please?" she asked, giving him the biggest, saddest, wettest puppy eyes ever. swiss groaned.

"but im not done with mounty's hair," swiss whined, tying off another little braid. mountain looked over her shoulder, shooting swiss a playful glare.

"who are you to deny rain of their wants," she teased, reaching for the lipstick. she tossed it rain's way, a wide smile on her lips.

"at least someone in this room appreciates me," they muttered, popping the cap of the lipstick off.

"excuse me? who just bought you those new shoes?" swiss retorted, "and i got you taco bell last night! oh, and don't forget that lotion thing you wanted!" rain laughed, rolling their eyes.

"whatever," they mumbled, turning to face the mirror. aurora watched the two bicker, her brows furrowed.

"so you'll get rainy taco bell but you wont get me chicken nuggets?"

"oh, come on, it was one time," swiss argued, his lips forming a pout.

"one time to many," aurora countered, checking to see if her nails were dry yet.

"if you two keep arguing about some damn chicken nuggets i will lace my next batch of brownies with laxatives and hand feed them to you," mountain butted in, a playful smirk on her face. both aurora and swiss instantly went quiet.

"will you at least make a normal batch for me?" rain asked, looking over at mountain with a pleading look.

"of course i will," mountain replied, "anything for my little prince." a shit eating grin spread across rain's face as they look at swiss and aurora's betrayed expressions.

"traitor," aurora mumbled, looking into her little handheld mirror. "also, i meed help with my hair."

"what did i ever do to you?" rain muttered, rolling their eyes and moving to sit behind aurora, their nimble fingers already tangled into her hair before she could even respond.

"nothing," aurora sighed, lightly powdering blush on her face. rain giggled quietly, grabbing the curling iron from the vanity.

"im gonna need that soon," swiss said after a while, gesturing to the curling iron.

"okay, almost... done," rain replied, a smile on their face as they handed the iron off to swiss. aurora smiled at her reflection, messing with her freshly curled hair.

"thanks rainy-" her and swiss said in unison before turning and glaring at each other.

"jinx! fuck! jinx again!" they, again, said in unison. mountain giggled, poking swiss to make him stop.

"im serious about the laxatives," mountain warned, leaning her head back against swiss's chest.

"right, sorry, mi amor," swiss mumbled, leaning down and pressing a kiss to mountain's forehead. she smiled, reaching back to tug swiss down for a proper kiss. rain rolled their eyes playfully.

"i thought we were gonna celebrate swiss's dick, not your marriage." rain looked over at the two, trying their best to hold back a giggle.

"aww, are you jealous that i have a dick and a hot wife?" swiss teased, getting up and wrapping his arms around rain.

"no," rain lied, busying himself with putting away the unused makeup stuff.

"i'd give you my dick if i could," aurora teased, leaning her head back against rain's stomach. rain giggled and leaned back against swiss.

"mountain, help! im being bullied," rain whined, reaching out for mountain. mountain laughed and shook her head before standing up.

"what do you want me to do about it?" mountain teased, leaning against swiss's back. rain pouted, trying their best to look back at mountain.

"anything, just get me out of this dick sandwich," rain begged. both swiss and aurora broke out into a fit of laughter.

"a dick- a dick sandwich?" aurora wheezed, leaning back further against rain.

"what the hell is a dick sandwich," swiss questioned, his voice broken up by giggles.

"i don't know," rain whined, giggling quietly. "mountain- ahh!" they yelped as aurora leaned to far back in the chair, sending them all toppling backwards. they were all silent for a second before bursting out into laughter.

upon hearing the loud thump, aether poked his head into the room, surprised (and a little unsettled) to see all 4 ghouls tangled together on the ground, staring at him like a bunch of deer in headlights. he blinked once before slowly backing away, shutting the door quietly.

"why am i never invited to these things," he murmured, flopping back down on the couch next to a sleeping cumulus.

"cause you're gay!" aurora jokingly shouted from the room before being consumed by the giggles again.

legend says aether never recovered after that.

#trans #transgender #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #aurora ghoulette #trans ghouls #the band ghost #ghost band #v writes

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dewdrop-writes · 2 years

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Love your Xiao x God!reader fanfic and was wondering if--- since you're continuing Venti's x Reader's into a multi-series like Zhongli's already is--- if you could make another part with Xiao and Reader living that cottagecore life and telling everyone else who dissed her she wanted nothing to do with them. I just kept thinking about how there are Rubedo x Rejected!Reader fics like that and thought... "But what if it were with Xiao???"

Of warm breezes and softened hearts

oh my god yessss cottagecore life with Xiao would be so nice....like he isn't very social so he wouldn't mind the distance but one on one he can be really nice to be with??? And since I'm in a Xiao meed due to the recent archon quest, here comes the boy

This is a spiritual part 2 to THIS

Length: 1k words

The gentle hum of a warm breeze grazed across the lush green blades of grass, rustling them in it's gentle hold. The humming of birds hovered around - carried on by the wind and wrapping the quaint meadow in a beautiful melody.

You hummed along with the birds, a soft smile on your features as you delicately plucked ripe, spongey sunsettias from the branches of a looming cuihua tree. The branches themselves seemed to reach out to you - making picking the fruits an easy task. With a happy hum, you stroked the bark of the tree after clearing it of fruit.

It seemed to make the winds surrounding you excited - as it picked up speed and washed over you in a gust of warm air.

You chuckled and shook your head, already used to such strange antics of the nature around you.

You set out meat and pellets for the wildlife to enjoy, before moving to the little garden outside your small dwelling - pulling out weeds and harvesting carrots, radishes and potatoes. Soon enough, your little basket was filled to the brim with fresh ingredients.

You rounded the corner of your cottage, peeking at the Adeptus who was dutifully grinding wheat into flour and sweet flowers to sugar on your stone mill. You leaned against the wall of your abode, smiling.

He seemed to sense your presence, glancing over his shoulder at you. The warm sun cast a lovely halo of light upon his darkened crown of hair. The corners of his lips twitched upwards into a gentle smile.

"Any progress?" you asked, pushing yourself away from the wall and setting down the basket weighing in your arms. He nodded, motioning towards the canvas bags he'd already filled. You grinned, approaching him.

"Looks like we're set for a while," you spoke softly, looping your arms around his frame from behind. He leaned into the touch.

"I still have some ingredients left," he spoke, "I can grind them all down, if you'd like."

You shook your head, pulling him closer to yourself.

"I think you've done more than enough. How about we head inside and get the oven warm?"

He nodded.

"Anything for you, your grace."

You rolled your eyes playfully.

"It's (Y/n). I've told you hundreds of times to stop calling me by that silly title," you chided, finding enjoyment in the teasing manner his lips quirked upwards.

"Of course, anything for you, (Y/n)."

You ruffled his hair and pecked his cheek, before retreating.

"Come on then, my vigilant Yaksha," you spoke, grabbing a few of the bags off the ground and making your way over to your discarded basket.

With a soft grunt, the man picked up the rest, following you dutifully.

You strained the solids from the creamy almond milk mixture with the help of a cheesecloth, gently pouting the mixture into a ceramic clay bowl you'd made. It was a little lumpy - but did the job well. You poured out a little bit of milk in addition to that and reached for one of the bags of sugar. Digging in with a perfectly shaped ceramic spoon - one Xiao himself had made, you scooped sugar into the mixture. Happily humming to yourself, you mixed the ingredients up, unaware of the silent presence stepping into the room and coming to a halt in the doorway.

You left the ingredients to simmer, as you poured water onto your dirtied hands, shaking off the stray water before wiping them dry with a small towel.

"It smells good," Xiao spoke quietly, yet still managing to startle you.

You whipped around to face the adeptus.

"My apologies - I didn't mean to scare you."

You smiled nervously.

"It's not your fault. It's just a...learned reaction."

You saw irritation flash in his teal eyes briefly.

The two of you rarely spoke of the events prior to your lovely living situation. The hunt for your head, or the time you nearly lost Xiao. It was a sore topic. Thankfully, your abode was situated neatly in a tucked away meadow, with various monsters patrolling the area to keep away intruders. Truthfully, you didn't know if there were any intruders at this point. None had gotten to you, at the very least.

At first, before you'd installed safety measures, the archons and the various citizens of Teyvat had tried to contact you, though. Bringing forth offerings and long winded apologies.

"Your grace, I know what I and my people have done is unforgivable-"

"It is. There's no buts about it," you replied, your shoulders tensed.

The geo archon lowered his gaze.

"Take your stupid gifts and get out of my sight."

You grimaced as the memory refurfaced.

Xiao rushed forward, his gaze searching yours in concern.

"(Y/n)?"

You shot him another shaky smile.

"Bad memories. Nothing more."

He sighed, and hesitantly reached out, caressing your cheek with a calloused hand. You leaned into the touch, closing your eyes.

The sweet scent of almonds, and the ever so faint smell of herbs lingered in your nose, soothing your senses. You cupped Xiao's hand in your own.

"I love you," you whispered softly, opening your eyes.

Xiao looked a little flustered.

"I love you too," he spoke, gently pressing his forehead against yours and placing a chaste kiss upon the tip of your nose. You exhaled in a soft laugh.

Later, that night, you ate almond tofu together in comfortable silence. You watched with proud joy as the adeptus who had first been so keen on not eating - not showing any signs of weakness around you - was lowering his guard and settling into this blissful domesticity you had created.

"It tastes perfect, as expected," he told you after finishing his final bite.

You rolled your eyes.

"I doubt it beats the one served at Wangshu Inn."

He shook his head.

"It tastes much better than theirs."

You smirked.

"Maybe because the main ingredient is love," you cringed inwardly at the cheesiness of the statement.

Xiao, however, seemed taken aback in a pleasant manner.

"Maybe so."

As night dawned upon the two of you, you changed into nightwear, as Xiao prepared himself to go out.

"You know, I doubt you need to go patrolling every night. We should be safe here," you sighed, your brows creasing.

He smiled at you sadly.

"I want to make sure you sleep safe and sound."

You strode over to him, placing a gentle hand on his chest and pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Be safe out there, Xiao."

He nodded.

"I will."

"I better not see a scratch on you tomorrow."

His lips quirked upwards. "You won't."

With that promise lingering in the air, you finally made your way back to bed, slipping under the covers. A final glance exchanged between the two of you, and Xiao was gone, donning his mask.

You allowed your head to hit the pillow below it with a sigh.

You only hoped he would keep that promise.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #sagau #genshin sagau #genshin cult au #sagau villain au #self aware genshin #xiao #xiao x reader #xiao x gn reader #xiao x gender neutral reader #alatus

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lestappenforever · 5 days

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After properly waking up (and finally not having any more wake up for the race till Vegas, WE DID IT), here’s a bit if my analysis of the race, which is my favourite so far, a bit even more than Japan, because of its chaos and emotions

First, hometown hero. Zhou was not driving the car based on anything, other than pure emotion. He was living his dream in a way that I wish everyone could one day, honestly I’ve been emotional since that sprint shootout when he reached SQ3 and so proud that he is making history and realising his dream. On a more technical aspect, Sauber meed to get their shit together, the car is not good, and the fact that we celebrate them having a pit stop less than 5 seconds is so disappointing. They need to get it together to get points and be in that fight.

Nico Hulkenberg is a Goat, there I said it. The way he is taking that Haas places is just phenomenal, and honestly I think he deserves a proper team, and he so deserves to be on a podium, more than just one time. Kevin had an okay race, except of course, for ruining Yuki’s. But if K-Mag did not get his shit together, Ollie very easily could replace him next year, especially since Komatsu is no Guenther, and he will not have the mentality of fucking the youngster over.

RB’s weekend was going very well, in terms of race not sprint, that sprint was not great, but the circuit is not for them, and it’s Yuki’s first time there, so an off weekend (a normal one) was not going to be the worst thing in the world. But the way the race played out, with Kevin knocking Yuki out if the race with a stupid crash, destroying his race, and then Fernando locking up and hence lance knocks Daniel out with a crash that was so easy to prevent if he was focused on the car in front of him instead of the apex during the time of a safety car returning to the pit, the pack all close together and still getting up to speed. Yeah, that sucked for them, Daniel especially who was in contention of points. But other than that, the strategy was kind if fucked up, but it could have been saved at the end if it were not for both Astons.

As I said last race week, the Alpines are slowly but surely getting better. They started having pace today, and even if it were anyone else other than Nico, Esteban could have gotten points, but Nico Masterclass. This season is showing who is the leader of the French team, and it’s Estie. He’s extracting every single once if pace in that car, even if there isn’t any, and is showing that he’s the one. Pierre, tbh is getting better as well, but not to the Esteban level of almost Q3 and potentially points. Actually I feel like Pierre has not given much (expect for the Dutch GP last year) where he’s showing that the move to Alpine was a right choice for him.

George is impressive, and I hate to say it, more that Lewis is. He’s getting out everything out of the car, and I feel is working harder to keep Mercedes alive this season, with both the sprint and the race, with snagging that last point in the sprint from a shit quali, to an impressive performance in a track that doesn’t suit the new Mercedes cars, and trying his damn best all weekends, I’m genuinely impressed and proud of him, especially with the way he’s working to show the team that he could be a leader. Meanwhile I feel like Lewis is just trying to finish the year to go to Maranello, granted he’s trying, but I feel George is working harder.

McLaren, I have mixed emotions, Oscar was okay, again his first time on that track, but when compared to Lando, he did okay, not great. Lando was actually phenomenal, pulling that one stop, and doing so well in that, holding Checo back almost half of the race, he should be extremely proud of himself. And on that note, I love seeing Adam Norris down when Lando and Max are on the podium, I feel he’s proud of his son, but also Max, and I am just so happy and giddy

Ferrari, Idk what to feel. On one hand, Charles was phenomenal, but on the other, all these plans just give me anxiety, again, pulling that one stopper, but Checo got him, in a track that doesn’t feel of seem suited for the car, actually impressed. Carlos however, seemed to have gotten in his head, from saying yesterday that if he got Max he would have won the sprint, to the unnecessary fight with Charles on the sprint, he’s getting cocky, and that won’t help his situation of getting into a good team next year.

Red Bull, I AM SO FUCKING IMPRESSED AND I CANNOT BEGIN TO SAY HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS TEAM AND AM SO PROUD OF THEM. Max was just phenomenal, despite the sprint quali that was apparently not so great because the car was not set up for rain. Simply because the forecast didn’t show much rain. As for the race, damn I can’t believe the team did that, 2 perfect double stacks with a total pit stop time of 8 for changing 16 tyres. The pit crew are the actual heroes today. Checo you could see that he’s disappointed, and that shows how much he’s comfortable in the car, and how at one he is with the team, in addition to knowing the stakes at hand. But nonetheless, he was phenomenal in a weekend that according to him, wasn’t great. But yeah, this race was just amazing and chaotic and tbh, I love this chaos. And up next Miami, what will each one do, especially since Max never got pole there (just like Jeddah). We shall see

(Also, hoping the girls next race have a good weekend, especially the Red Bull girls, not because they’re Re Bull, I’ve been impressed by Hamda since COTA last year, and I called she’ll be the RBR girl)

I have nothing to add to any of this, so I'll just leave it in all its glory as it is. ❤️

#Asks #agentofchaos001 ❤️#Chinese GP 2024

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nctsplug02 · 2 years

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How about a Nerdy Reader and Jock Jaehyun where the Reader has girls night out and ends up getting drunk and send sext messages that wakes up Jaehyun and she keeps sending the most naughtiest things til she gets to his dorm and Jaehyun happily fucks her into the nearest surface. Only to tease her the next morning about everything she sent him… 🤔😲😝

[2:22am]

genre: fluff and smut

warnings: unprotected sex, creampie, kitchen sex, sexting, teasing, clit play, kissing, fingering, drinking, taunting

love: coe pck me yp

love: helli?)

love: jae)

love: i’m at bar

love: at bad

love: bad^

love: bar*

love: hello$$

love: i’m rally hormy

love: rally ned toy

love: pik me ip and car secs

love: cae sex

love: meed secs

jaehyun wakes up to his phone going off— buzzing like it was a beetle bug. he reaches over to silent his phone and sees the notifications— from you.

love: sex

love: i wat you

love: miss tour tasty dik

love: wanna be fimled

he chuckles when receiving four more texts. “she’s drunk.” he mumbles and sits up. he rubs his eyes and yawns. “call wife.” he mumbles in a deep voice— his voice raspy.

“call wife with red heart?” jaehyun clicks call and puts the phone to his ear. he pulls the phone away from his ear and hisses when hearing music blasting into his ear.

“hello?” you were totally drunk.

“babe? babe, where are you?” he was frantically pulling on his sweats.

“h—hey, i gotta go,” your voice slurred. “i gotta go find my friends— lisa!” your voice cracks before the other line goes silent.

“babe?! babe?!” he yanks his phone from his ear and groans. “i’m seriously gonna.. hm.” he sighs, squeezing his phone.

he turns his phone when feeling it buzz.

love: hey, this is y/n’s friend. i’ll be dropping her off soon.

it was fifteen minutes later and his doorbell rang— like crazy. “hey, baby!” y/n squeals as the door is swung open. “awww, ‘m missed you!” lisa makes a noise as you fall out of her arms and into jaehyuns.

“uh, im gonna go. take care of her!” lisa says pulling up her tube top. “yeah, yeah. thanks for dropping her off.” lisa nods and walks back to her car.

“alright, baby. let’s go inside before people think im trying to kidnap you.” he slowly drags you inside and kicks the door shut, making sure it’s locked.

“i’m thirsty, wait.” you push out of his arms and you stumble towards the kitchen. “i need.. i need something sweet.” you open the fridge and you see a bottle of beer. “ooouu.” you snatch the bottle and pop it open.

“ahh, no. i don’t think so, baby.” jaehyun snatches the bottle from you. “aww, you party pooper! i’m thirsty.” you try and reach for the bottle but he holds it up, high above his head. “not a chance.”

“will a blowjob give it back?” you ask in a sultry voice, one hand on his shoulder and the other rubbing his cock. “no, stop. you’re going to bed, now.” you give a light squeeze. “cmon, a boob job? thigh job?” he shakes his head and pushes past you.

“fine.” you huff and grab the keys off the counter. “y/n,” jaehyun shuts the fridge close. “where’re you going, babe.” he follows you and sees you slipping your shoes on. “out.” you reply dryly. “out, where?” you huff and you stand up. “to find someone who’ll appreciate me enough to fuck me.”

he yanks your arm. “you’re not going out.” you give a little smirk. “watch me. i’ll find someone else to fuck me nice and rough—?” you gasp as he yanks you and tosses you over his shoulder.

“jae, put me down!” you struggle. “no, we’re going to bed where i’m gonna fuck the hell out of you.” he brings you to the room and drops you on the bouncy bed.

“mmm, no!” you cross your arms as he undoes every clothing article he had on. “you didn’t want to fuck me earlier so why fuck me now—? oh, fuck!” you gasp and grasp the sheets as he pushes your dress up and your panties to the side and pushes a finger past your folds.

“hm? you were saying, baby?” he tilts his head and taunts you. “y—you—?!” you stutter as he curls his fingers as thrusts. “s—stop, teasing m—me!” you whine, squirming from his touch.

a beam of light causes you to wince and look away. “w—what’re you doing, jae?” you ask, covering your eyes. “ah, ah,” he tuts and grabs your hand, pulling it away from your face. “let me see your pretty face.” he brings his phone to your face, making you whine.

he chuckles and reaches up with his free hand, his fingers capture your hardened nipple and he pinches it, pulls on it as you moan crazily. “and, if i don’t want to?” he taunts you and tilts his head with an evil grin. “mmm,” you whine with pouty lips.

“look at these pretty lips.” he reaches up and cups your jaw, pushing your lips out even more. “want me to kiss them?” with sparkly eyes, you nod. “i’ll kiss you,” your head jerks up as you assume he’s leaning down to kiss you but he smirks at you.

at your neediness.

“only if you cum for me.” he lets your jaw go making your eyes water. “b—but—?” your jaw quivers and the man scoffs. “b—b—but? but, what. i said, if you want a kiss then cum for me.” he mocks you and you whine.

you reach down and you rub your clit in a slight circle. “good girl,” he coos with a half-chuckle. “that’s it.” his hands rub up your hips as he begins to thrust roughly again.

jaehyun slaps your hand away and rubs your clit but with more pressure. his rough circling causes you to squeeze around him, cumming all over his dick while he chases his high.

“that’s a good girl,” his praise makes you flush. “remember what you’ve earned.” he leans down and presses his lips onto yours.

your lips chase him and your hand goes to the back of his nape as you greed for more.

“ah, ah,” jaehyun tuts. “don’t get too greedy.” he looks down at you as he begins thrusting roughly again.

“jae,” you pant, pressing your palm on his abdomen. “‘m so.. so, tired.” he smacks your hand away and slams his hips into yours.

“did you forget who owns this pussy?” you could cry. “y—you.” it came out more whiney than you wanted it to. “right, so i can do what i want. cant i?” you nod, biting on your balled fist.

jaehyun grunts and thrusts his hips several more times before he busts into you. “fuck, baby.” he hisses and clenches his jaw as he runs his hands all over your body. “fuck,” his hip stutters before he pulls out and watches his cum drip from your hole.

“let’s not let this goodness go to waste.” he squats himself down and pushes his fingers into your hole. scooping the cum back into pussy and fingering it back in.

you whine, closing your legs shut and bringing them up to your chest before falling to your side. “stop, ‘m sensitive.” you use your foot to push him back. “that’s even better.” he licks his lips as he grabs your foot and pulls himself closer.

your head lifts off the bed after hearing jaehyun hiss. “noo,” you sit up after seeing him pumping himself. “no, what.” he rubs his tip. “i’m too.. tired.” jaehyun climbs on the bed and hovers over you. “too tired?” you nod in confirmation.

the look in his eyes just make you melt. “i.. hhh,” your eyes twitch and your jaw slightly parts. “still too tired?” he asks you while slowly rubbing your clit. “i… no,” you shake your head.

a grin slowly grows on jaehyuns face. “no? no, what.” his chin jerks up towards you. “i—im not too tired.” he leans down and presses his lips onto yours. “good,” he says softly. “good.” he presses another kiss on your lips before sliding his fingers in your cunt.

the flash of light disappears and a thud on the bed is heard.

“ugh.. what the hell.” you groan, sitting up.

your head felt like it weight a million pounds. you were so lightheaded.

what the hell happened last night?

“ah, you’re up now.” a voice comes from your left. it was your boyfriend— with a glass of water in his hand and some tylenol. “yeah.. what the hell happened last night?” you hold the temple of your head. “well,” he sighs and pushes himself off the door frame.

he sits on the bed and hands you the glass and two pills. “thanks.” you toss the pills down your throat and you down the water until it’s done.

jaehyun grunts as he tosses himself back and yanks his phone off the charger. “ya’wanna know what happened last night? here,” you take his phone and you read through what you sent him.

“i.. i said those things?!” you cover your mouth in shock. “indeed you did, baby.” he had an obvious smirk on his lips as he saw your frantic eyes.

“i told you to record us?!” he chuckles at your squeak. “d—did you?!” you look up at him and it causes him to raise an eyebrow. “go to my photos and see for yourself.” you chew the insides of your cheeks.

when you go to his photo app, you’re shocked to see a video about fifteen minutes long. “we can delete it if you’d like?” he suggests as you click on the video. “n—no.. i wanna watch it.” you bite your nails as you hear his soft voice, praising you for the little things.

“this is embarrassing.” you giggle. “is it, now? should we make more videos?” he tilts your chin to look at him. “then should we get started?” your cockiness makes him attack you with kisses.

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The Reaper and the Death Angel Epilogue

Prologue Part 66

Series Masterlist

Well dear readers, this is end. Thank you so much for coming on this ride with me.

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“This was our own kind of fairy tale, and I knew we had finally reached the happily ever after." - Juliana Haygert

"Morning beloved."

Jax sighed and cracked open one eye to look at the clock, "Good morning darlin. We slept late."

You nodded, "Yes we did, but that's not the end of the world. It's not even a two hours drive."

Jax smiled and cupped your cheek with his warm hand, "We're married."

You smiled, "We are. You wanna go downstairs? I'm sure we have a full house."

Jax nodded, "Why not, we can even stay for a long brunch since you did all out packing three days ago." Jax closed the distance and kissed you and you laid your hand on his cheek as the kiss deepened.

You pulled away after giving him one last peck and ran your thumb over his cheek, "We have plenty of time to do what's on your mind over the next week and a half and we really have to get going so no funny business."

Jax chuckled, "Alright, but the moment we're alone in the house you're all mine."

You kissed his cheek and got up, "Don't be silly Jackson, I'm yours already."

You headed downstairs after you and Jax shared a quick shower, and Jax threw your bags into the car while you fixed him a meal. Everyone was still there, and while they looked tired, they were smiling.

"How did we do with the clean up?" Kozik sounded so smug.

You smiled, "You guys did amazing, it's like we never even had a party."

Billy chuckled, "Don't let them take all the credit, we stayed back and helped even though they lost the bet."

Jax returned and fluffed Abel's hair, "Well, we're grateful regardless of who did the work." He turned to you with a smile, "The car's all packed darlin."

You handed Jax his plate and sighed, "Once we've had something to eat we'll go."

"We could always just give you a month's worth of meed and lock you in your bedroom." Hodgins had been smiling like a schoolgirl since your vows, you guessed because he and Angela talked about what he wrote that fateful day.

Jax smirked and you shook your head, "Don't go looking like that Teller, the soul purpose of that was so the couple made a baby."

Jax laughed, "Don't worry darlin, I would miss our fully booked itinerary for the world."

Sam shook his head, "You created an itinerary for your honeymoon. Ima and I just… We didn't have one."

You held back a smile, "Oh, there's plenty of free time and I'm not going to elaborate."

Sam screwed up his face, "Please don't."

Jax leaned in and buried his face in Abel's hair, "We better get going darlin."

You nodded, "Of course." You walked over to them and Abel reached out for your hand, "Daddy and I will be back soon but you can call us everyday and we'll only be two hours away."

Abel smiled, "I know mummy, I'll miss you."

You took a deep breath, Jax may have been away from him for fourteen months but this was the longest you would be away from him.

You pressed a kiss to his forehead, "I'll miss you too sweetie."

****

This was the first time you were happy about being a passenger in your own car, "So the fridge is fully stocked with all our favourites and there's a cabin about a mile away where the Anvil staff come and go, however, there's someone staying at another safehouse in the area so they'll be busy."

Jax's eyes didn't leave the road, "Who's in the safehouse."

You rolled your eyes, "You know I can't tell you that."

Jax smirked, "Come on y/n, we're married, your secrets are my secrets."

You sighed, "It's a senator, he wanted a holiday and that's all I'm going to say."

Jax chuckled, "I can get it out of you."

You shook your head, "Well, you can try. We're almost there and the road is about to get rough so can you pay attention. If you fuck up my car on your first real day as my husband I'm not going to be happy."

Jax took one hand off the wheel and placed it on your upper thigh, "Don't worry about that darlin, I ain't going to let anything happen."

Jax eyes almost popped out of his head when you reached the lakehouse, between the private lake and the beautiful house, he had no idea where to look, "Wow, this place is amazing."

You nodded, "Yep and see that big bay window?" Jax's eyes landed on the circular window that stuck out from the face of the house, "That's the main bedroom."

Jax grinned, "That is amazing." You went to grab a bag but Jax stopped you, "I'll do that darlin, what kind of husband would I be if I let my wife carried heavy bags?"

You wrinkled your eyebrows, "A husband who knows his wife can handle it?"

Jax shook his head, "Nope, I'll get the bags, you open up."

You sighed, "Fine my love, hell, I'll even let you light the fire."

Jax paused his task of getting the bag and pulled you into his arms, "And if your perfect planning is anything to go by, we have a few hours before our restaurant reservation." It was clear by this tone what was on his mind.

You tried to dodge it, "Yeah, well I thought we could have a snack and go for a walk, the forest is so nice right now."

Jax bit his lower lip, "Oh, I could go for a snack."

You shook your head, "What you're thinking of eating has no nutritional benefit."

He ran his thumb down your neck to your shirt and played with the buttons, "Come on darlin, we both know how much you'll enjoy it."

You sighed, "After a snack and a walk."

Jax smirked, "I'll make it worth you while."

You leaned in and pressed your lips to his neck and Jax let out a grunt as your teeth nipped his skin, "You better."

****

The world had narrowed to Jax's mouth on your flesh. He had one arm pressing down your hips and the other wrapped around your leg like a vice to hold you open. You had lost count of the passing minutes and Jax seemed determined to wring every last ounce of pleasure from your bones.

You thought about tugging on his hair but had reached the point of resigning to Jax's will long ago. You couldn't even whimper as you crested the peak again, your vision going white as Jax held you tight to him. Jax finally took mercy on you, pulling away from your centre and placing gentle kisses on your thighs as you came down.

Jax made his way up your body, stopping to kiss your skin as he went along. His smile was smug as he took in your heaving chest and sweat damp face, "You good?"

By the look in his eyes, you didn't manage the glare you were trying for, "Am I good? I can't feel my feet. You are such a dick."

Jax chuckled, "Sorry darlin, you were making such pretty noises." You lifted your head off the pillow and pressed your lips to his, tasing yourself on him as Jax's hand cupped your face. You ran a hand down his bare chest but Jax stopped you before you reached his belt, "Don't worry about me y/n, there's plenty of time for that when we get back from dinner."

"But…"

Jax shook his head, "No buts."

You sighed, "Alright, I need a nap, and a shower."

Jax chuckled, "I'm alright with that." He took you in his arms and you rested your head on his chest, "You ever been to this place?"

You nodded, "Once when we were here buying the place, it's nice."

Jax stroked your bare back and buried his nose in your hair, "I can't wait."

****

Jax plucked your coat off the hook and slid it over your shoulders before heading for the door. Jax was just in his flannel so you pointed to his kutte with a quizzical expression, "You're not wearing your kutte?"

Jax shook his head, "I just want to be your husband for the night, it's not like you're wearing your lab coat."

You wrinkled your eyebrows, "That's different. I love you the way you are Jax, the MC and all."

Jax walked over to you and took you into his arms, "I know, but we're honeymooning in a small town with no one around and I want to go to a nice restaurant and just enjoy my night." He held up a hand, "And I know what you're going to say, I don't care about people looking either. I want to spend the next week and a half as just your husband."

You knew there was no point in protesting, "Ok Jax."

You pressed your lips to his and Jax smiled into the kiss, "We better head off darlin."

You and Jax walked arm in arm to the car and you didn't even bother protesting before handing Jax the keys, "Don't get used to it."

He smirked, "Shouldn't a husband drive his wife everywhere?"

You shook your head, "Not in her car."

Jax opened your door for you and pecked your check, "I'll make it up to you later."

The drive to the restaurant was short and peaceful. Jax pulled up to the small parking lot and helped you out of the car before opening the main doors for you. You headed to the host stand and gave your name and they led you to the nicest table by the fire.

Jax looked around with his eyes wide, "This place is super fancy."

You nodded, "It's got two Michelin stars."

Jax reached across the table and grabbed your hand, "I've never eaten at a Michelin star restaurant before."

"Well, do you want me to order for you?" The menu was pretty simple but Jax loved it when you helped him try new things.

He squeezed your hand and, right on cue, the waiter wandered over, "How is your evening?"

You smiled, "Wonderful, thank you for asking."

The waiter gestured to the menu, "Are you ready to order?"

You nodded, "My husband and I will get the chef's choice please, two large dishes and two to share and whatever wine will go with it. And two desserts, please."

The waiter smiled, "Brillant, that's what we always suggest. The food will be out in twenty minutes and I’ll get your wine for you now.”

"I wonder what we'll get." You could see how excited Jax was.

You shrugged, "We'll see but I think it will be good."

Exactly twenty minutes later, the waiter came out with the serving plater piled high, "Sole meunière, escargot, coq au vin and a lentil salad with goat cheese, pared with the Château Margaux 2001 that I brought out earlier. I will bring dessert when you are done with your mains."

Jax blinked and sipped his wine, "What do I try first?"

You shrugged, "Well since we're sharing everything it doesn't matter but I'm trying the Sole meunière first."

Jax raised an eyebrow, "Which is?"

You pointed to the fish, "That one."

****

Jax sat back in his chair and sighed, the Creme Burle and chocolate mouse polished off along with the bubbly dessert wine, "I couldn't eat another thing."

You chuckled, "Thank God, I don't think I could take it."

Jax gave you a look, "On second thoughts."

You shook your head, "Don't you even think about it, I have plans for when we get home and you are not going to spoil them."

Jax smirked, "Then we better get home." His eye wrinkled as you stood up and he pointed to the food, "What about the check?"

You waved your hand, "Already dealt with. I can't say much but Anvil has done a lot for this place so you don't need to worry about it."

Jax blinked, "I'm not going to ask."

You nodded, "That's a good idea." You held out our arm and Jax looped his around it, "Shall we?"

He pressed a kiss to your cheek, "We shall."

The drive home was just as nice as the drive and there and the moment you were out of the car, Jax was kicking off his shoes and racing to the bedroom to light the fire.

You sat on the bed watching as the warm light filled the room with gentle heat and Jax swaggered over to you and stood between your legs, "So these plans of yours, you wanna tell me what they are?"

You smiled and stood up, running your hands down the buttons of his shirt, "Whatever you would like husband?"

You admired Jax's ability to pull himself together because as soon desperation crossed his face, it was gone, "My choice?"

You nodded, "Yep, you're choice."

Jax leaned down and kissed you gently before kissing his way across your cheek to whisper in your ear as his hands pushed your dress off your shoulders and into the floor, "On your stomach, you know how much I love your crow."

****

"How can a small town have so many fancy shops?" Jax pointed to the sign, "Larry's Creamery, best butter on one the west coast, this place has won awards."

You nodded, "Yep. They do everything, including raising the cows."

Jax threw his arm over your shoulder, "When I read make butter and go on the factory tour, I did not think you meant like this."

You smiled, "Oh my love, we're not using the big fancy metal machines. We're going to make our own artesian butter using a Victorian churn."

Jax shook his head and sighed as you reached the rest of the tour group, "Darlin, there's no one under fifty here."

You nodded, "It's a quiet town. Trust me, it's a good way to spend a day."

A woman in a bright red apron came out of the small barn style shop front with a smile on her face and her arms loaded with steal buckets, "Hello everyone, I'm Edith and I'm so happy you could all come today. In a moment, I'm going to hand a bucket and we'll head to the pasture to milk our cows. Show of hands who's done that before."

Your hand shot up and Jax chuckled, "Of course you have."

You bumped him with your elbow, "Behave dear."

The woman continued, "after we've got our fresh milk, we'll take it to our dairy, where we'll make the butter and after that, while the butter getting nice and cold in the iceboxes, we'll go on the factory tour."

You pressed your lips to Jax's chin and took his hand, "Have you ever done this before Teller?"

He shook his head, "Nope but you know how much I love it when you explain things to me." Jax brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, "Have I told you that I love you today?"

You nodded, "Yes, three times in fact. I love you too Jackson."

You walked to the pasture hand in hand and arrived at the grassy field. Edith yelled out and pointed to a stack of wooden stools, "Our ladies are well trained and love people, they walked over to where you put the stool."

Jax raced off and came back with two stools in hand and a smile on his face, "How about over there?"

Jax pointed to a flat area where the grass was already eaten, "That looks great my love."

Sure enough, the moment to stool was down a cow wandered over and mooed happily as you reached out, "I'm glad you volunteered Darlin, you're good at that."

You shook your head and stood up, "Swap with me, you're learning how to do this." Jax blinked, "Come on, it's not that hard. What kind of wife would I be if I didn't get you to try new things."

Jax took your seat and you leaned over, wrapping your hand around his to show him how to do it as a grin grew on his face, "This is easy."

You nodded, "As easy as pie."

Jax chuckled, "As easy as butter you mean?"

You pressed your lips to his cheek, "You are a bucket of laughs Teller."

****

The dairy looked like something out of a historical YouTuube video, with its white tile walls and dark wood fixings. After you washed your hands, a man in a candy stripper vest wandered out of a back room and stood in front of everyone with a smile, "Hello everyone, my name's Barry and I'm the head butter maker here at the creamery."

He walked over to a cupboard and threw the doors open, "In here, we have all our different flavours, all at your disposal. Please head over and pick something, or don't, our nothing but salt and cream is one of our best sellers."

Jax pointed towards the shelves, "What are we going to make darlin?"

You looked over the jars, "Well since it's raw milk, they have to salt it so what about, lemon and garlic?"

Jax smiled, "That sounds great darlin."

You headed over to the cupboard and returned a few moments later with the ingredients and waited for the next instructions, "Now way back when, you would have had to scald all your equipment but we do that for you so you're going to take that fancy spoon by the churn and skim the cream off, you'll know when you've got it all because the liquid will run through the spoon and leave nothing."

You handed it to Jax who pecked the tip of your nose, "Thank you darlin."

It didn't take long until all the cream was in the butter churn and you were ready for the next step, "Now this is why this is a group activity because you are going to take turns churning the butter. These are plunder churners so all you need to do is lift the plunger up and down, you can even give it a bit of a twist. Once the butter starts to form, throw the cloth on your table around the top so you don't splash. Don't work to fast, keep a nice steady pace."

Jax watched as you took the plunger and started to churn the cream, "You've done this before too, haven't you?"

You nodded, "Yep, it's fun."

Jax chuckled, "Of course you have. How long is this going to take?"

You thought for a moment, "It's a little chilly so a while. You know, men weren't allowed in dairies way back when, they saying was that 'men only brought dust into a dairy', so you should enjoy it while it lasts."

Jax chuckled, "Really, you wanna tell me more?"

You nodded, "That had to be kept very clean and you couldn't make butter when you were in a bad mood. Also, some kinds of butter are made from fresh milk like ours and some kinds of butter are made from sour milk. This is called a dairy because it's small, the business is called a creamery because that's what they used to call large butter factories."

He wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on your shoulder, "Why couldn't you make butter in a bad mood?"

"Because they were worried it would make it taste bad." Jax had that tone in his voice like a little kid ready for school, "Although, I don't know how your nerd kink would make the butter taste."

Jax chuckled, "I guess we're about to find out."

You swapped with Jax halfway through and before you knew it, there was a ball of butter at the bottom of the churn. Once the same had happened to everyone, Barry walked to the top of the classroom again. "Now for the next step, you're going to squeeze and wash your butter. If you want to keep the butter milk, we have little glass bottles there for you."

You handed the ball of butter you had just wrapped in cheesecloth to Jax and pointed to the bowl of ice water on the table, "Put those big strong hands to use and squeeze."

Jax sighed, "Now's who's the one being kinky."

You shook your head, "Teller, if you want this butter to last us it has to have no buttermilk in in. I'm being practical."

Jax gave you a look, "Sure darlin."

Jax watched Barry carefully as he went through the steps on how to clean the butter and then he was handing you the yellow ball so you could flavour it, "Are you sure this is going to taste good darlin?"

You nodded, "Yes I am, would you like to try some?" His eyebrows wrinkled, "Just take a tiny bit."

Jax did as you asked and smiled as it melted over his tongue, "Wow, that's good."

You smiled, "Yes it is. Now I'm going to wrap it all up nice and put it in the fridge with our buttermilk. We can get it after we go look at all the fancy machines."

Jax grinned, "Whatever you want wife."

****

Jax looked around at all the stainless steel and rolled his shoulder, "Why did we have to spend all that time using that old thing when we could have just used that?"

You chuckled, "Well, we've got the couples massage tomorrow, so you won't need to worry about your aching much longer."

Jax smiled softly and wrapped his arm around your waist, "Sam's right, you should be running the country."

You shook your head, "No one wants that, plus do you really want to be the first, first gentleman?"

Jax smirked, "I like the ring of that, we can have church in the oval office."

You raised an eyebrow, "Oh, I would have thought you would have wanted to use the oval office for other things?"

Jax leaned in close and his lips brushed your ear, "That reminds me, I have a fantasy I want to fulfil."

You shook your head, "No, we are not fucking a foot away from where my brother sits."

Jax chuckled, "How did you know I was going to say that and not that I want to call you Madam President?" You gave him a look and he bit his lower lip, "Ok darlin, I'm guilty. You gotta admit you'd enjoy it."

You sighed, "I would, and I may have thought about the same thing myself but that doesn't change the fact that it would be weird."

Jax seemed to concede but you could still see a flicker in his eye, "Oh well, there's always my office and the garage, and T-M's office and the bar."

You put your palm to your face, "You are insufferable." You pointed to the machines the group had just walked to, the tour guide's voice floating in, "Now stop trying to get into my pants, they're about to show us how they wrap the butter."

****

You yawned and settled into the passenger seat, Jax rolling his shoulders before driving off, "I had fun today darlin."

You smiled, "So did I. I was thinking we could go for a dip when we get home? The lake is lovely this time of year."

Jax nodded, "I'd love that, maybe after the dip we can have some fun on the deck?"

You held back a giggle, "Ooo, you want to look at the lake grass under my portable microscope? It's in the trunk."

Jax smirked and leaned over the centre console and took your face in his hands, "We can do that but that's not what I was thinking of."

You tilted your head and kissed him, "I know. We can have some fun on the deck after the swim."

****

Jax groaned and rolled out of bed, "Who knew making butter was so hard."

"I don't think it was the butter making that made you sore Jackson." You wondered if the pattern of the wood of the deck had bruised itself into your flesh.

Jax shrugged, "It was worth it." He threw on his clothes and swaggered over to you before wrapping his hand around your hip and pulling you close, "When do these massage people get here?"

You looked at the clock on the bedside table, "An hour, we have time for breakfast and a walk."

Jax smiled, "I like the sound of that."

****

You held open the door while Jax went to help the masseuses with their tables. Once that was done and all their supplies were set up, they introduced themselves, Klaus and Ryan, both men from Baldur's company.

They left while you and Jax disrobed, going to the kitchen to heat up their oils and over to the softly burning fire to light the burners for the hot rocks. You could feel Jax's eye on you as you got comfortable and he took the towel and placed it over your backside before you had the chance to stretch backwards and do it yourself, "Thank you my love."

Jax smirked, "It's the least I can do darlin." Once Jax had covered himself, Klaus and Ryan returned with their warm oils and hot rocks. The tables were close enough that if you reached out, you could grab Jax's hand but far enough apart that one person could stand between them.

Klaus smiled as your fingers touched Jax's and cleared his throat before tapping your shoulder, "Are you ready to start?"

You nodded, "Yes please." Jax groaned and you twisted your head to see Ryan already rubbing out Jax's sore muscles, "Good my love?"

Jax groaned again, "Amazing."

You sighed as Klaus' warm hands found a knot in your back and began to rub it out, "How long have you go left on your honeymoon?"

You held back a moan when you felt something hot be placed on your lower back, "Is that too hot?"

You shook your head, "No, it's nice."

"What's going on over there darlin?" Jax sounded half asleep.

"There are hot rocks on my back." It felt so nice, the moment you got home, you were going to set up a recurring appointment for you and Jax.

Jax must have been thinking the same thing, "How does this work anyway, do you guys travel all over the place?"

The table shifted as Ryan put his weight on Jax's shoulder, "Yes, we normally work in Oakland but Baldur insisted we come up here for your honeymoon. You are lucky, we are some of his best masseuses, we are normally booked out for weeks."

"If we book your guys now, well there be free spots?" You heard Jax chuckle and your table creaked as Kalus moved to your legs.

Ryan smiled and shot a look at Klaus, "Of course. We will look through our books once we're done here."

Kalus hadn't missed the way Jax looked over at you every time you made a noise, no matter how soft, "You know, we teach classes, maybe you could do this for each other."

"Oh, I would like that very much." Jax would be good at this, he already jumped at the chance any time he could.

"That settles it, when can we start?" Jax sounded so smug.

"Ahhh, I have the best husband ever."

****

Jax sighed and relaxed into the wicker chair, "I still don't know if I have bones."

You chuckled, "You still have bones, don't worry. Anyway, you don't need bones to taste local, home grown and artisanal food."

Jax smirked at you, "Are you going to feed me grapes?"

You huffed, "Only off a toothpick, we are in public my love."

Just before Jax could try and charm his way into more, a woman walked out into the courtyard, followed by people carrying large wooden trays. Jax's eyes went wide as one was placed on your table and you slapped his shoulder lovingly, "How are you always hungry?" The look on Jax's face said it all, "Not like that Teller."

Jax went to pick up a fig and you slapped his hand, "Dude wait, they're going to explain everything and you have to eat it all in order."

Jax shook his head, "It wasn't for me, I know how much you like figs."

You sighed, "I do my love but with food tastings there's a way to eat things so it tastes the best it can, now pay attention."

"Hello all, I'm Mindy and welcome to feeding your lover local food tasting. Today's spread is the best local and seasonal food on offer. You'll see a range of fruit, pickles, meats and cheeses. First, you should try the roasted feta with blackberry honey, it's the one with the toothpick with bee flag."

The smirk on Jax's face grew and he picked the square of cheese off the wood and held it up to your mouth. It was a wonderful mix of creamy, salty and sweet and melted away as you ate it, "Well, what's it like darlin?"

You didn't reply right away, instead, grabbing the second piece and offering it to Jax, "Tell me yourself."

Jax had a similar response, his head nodding unconsciously as he enjoyed the flavour, "That's really good. I wonder what's next."

"Next, you can try the fresh sugar strawberries, which are some of the sweetest in the world." There was no toothpick this time and you could feel the heat coming off Jax.

You went first, the look in Jax's eyes positively lustful, "We're still in public, keep it PG." That was easier said than done as his plump lips opened to bite the fruit, "I can't take you anywhere."

Jax swallowed his bite and leaned in close to whisper in your ear, "You know they sell these at the gift shop, we can always buy them and take them somewhere where this doesn't have to be PG."

You sighed, "You don't think that was my plan? Right now, I want to enjoy the rest of our afternoon."

Jax smiled, "Of course darlin."

****

Jax looked over you fondly as you took in the outside of the old mine, "Darlin, you haven't told me anything, just that we're going to be here all day."

You nodded, "Yes, this is the Carson Sliver mine. This building which used to be the miner's mess, is a museum, across the way is the entrance to the mine shaft which is meant to be hunted and it's a two mile walk from another set of caves which hosts an amazing underground lake."

Jax's eyes went wide, "Wow, that is amazing. Where are we going first?"

You smiled, "Inside the museum, then to the unground lake, then I managed to change dinner at my old OC's holiday cabin to lunch at the restaurant then down into the mine."

Jax's head shook slightly, "So we're going to pair a four mile walk with lunch with your old OC and his wife and spending time in a possibly haunted silver mine? Darlin, I know you live dangerously but don't you think you're asking for trouble?"

You shook your head, "Nope, the walk is lovely. The forest in the area has been rehabbed and it's flat route all the way. Lunch will be quick and the food is nice and there's no such thing as ghosts. We'll be home before bedtime. We can always go back home and lazy around, there's still figs and strawberries in the fridge."

Jax shook his head, "We're standing outside a museum and I can see you vibrating with excitement, we ain't going anywhere but inside."

You smiled and grabbed his hand, lacing your fingers with his, "I love you so much."

Jax sighed, "I love you too y/n." He stepped closer to the door and his eyebrows wrinkled, "It's closed?"

You shook your head and knocked, "Not for us it isn't. I got us a private tour."

The door swung open and a man who looked like someone out of the 1920s stepped out, "Hello y/n, you must be Jackson, I'm Melvil and I run the museum here."

Jax smiled slightly, "Hey man, how do you know my wife?"

Melvil grinned, "We met at her lab, her department helped us identify a whole bunch of tools. Y/n speaks very highly of you so I was over the moon when she said she was coming here with you for your honeymoon."

Jax grinned and threw his arm around you, "Is that right darlin?"

You nodded, "Of course it is, I always speak highly of you."

Jax pressed a kiss to your cheek, "How about we head in? I can tell how excited you are."

Melvil gestured through the door, "This way folks." The museum was simple, three medium sized rooms with enough displays to keep you and Jax occupied for an hour or two, "I can even show you stuff in the back, but first," he pointed to the display, "This is one of the main tables the miners eat their food on. Over on the wall we have the range of tools used by the level one miners."

Jax looked over the excitement on your face and leaned in to whisper in your ear, "I love you so much darlin."

You turned your head and pecked his cheek, "I love you too. He's going to show us the level two miner tools next, how fun!"

Jax sighed, "Yes, that is fun."

****

You stepped out of the building two hours later and headed down the trail to the underground lake. The forest path was dotted with benches and water fountains and every now and then you and Jax paused to read the signs about local flora and fauna.

Jax sighed as he read over the sign about the California mule deer, "We have to do this every year and bring Abel, he would enjoy this so much."

You nodded, "Great idea, I think we can pull a week once a year for our anniversary. I do miss him, he could ride on your shoulders."

Jax smiled, "He's so cute." He paused for a moment and took a breath, "You think he's doing alright without us?"

"I think he's doing fine. He's spending all his time with Addie." Addie was all Abel talked about during the nightly video call.

Jax pulled you closer and buried his face in your hair, "He's growing up so fast."

"Come on, we better keep going. Don't you want to be able to read all the signs."

The rest of the walk was very much the same until you walked right through the mouth of the cave, "How far down is this thing?"

You pointed to the metal plate on the wall, "It's a ten minute walk and it's pretty flat all the way, we're not going very deep." Jax raised an eyebrow and you shook your head, "This isn't a porno Jax."

The corner of Jax's lips ticked upwards and he wrapped his hand around your hips as he pulled you to his side, "We better go in, we don't want to miss lunch."

You sighed, "Lead the way, you can't get lost." Jax held you tight as you took the rock path down as it widened into a clearing, "Isn't it amazing?"

Jax didn't know where to look, from the still, dark water to the rough walls of the cave, "It's amazing. I can't believe I didn't know this was here."

You chuckled, "We can go to the edge and see if we can find some cave fish, I saw a few the last time I visited."

Jax grinned, "I'd really like that darlin."

****

The walk back was just as wonderful as the walk there, with Jax's hand in yours as you took in the scenery. Hughes was already sitting at the restaurant with his wife Peta when you arrived.

"Jackson, y/n, it's good to see you again." He smiled and gestured towards his wife, "This is Peta, she's been excited to meet you Jackson."

She stood up and extended a hand, "James and y/n have said great things about you, it's good to finally meet you Jackson."

Jax flashed her a grin, "The pleasure is all mine Ma'am, we wouldn't be here if you didn't get your husband to give me a chance."

"Really Jax? That wasn't necessary." You hoped this wouldn't cause things to take a step back.

James raised a hand, "It's ok y/n, Jax is right. Shall we eat? The menu looks interesting."

"It's a mining themed restaurant, a lot of it is the food they used to eat in the mines. I'd recommend the meat pie." The food was good, all be it a bit heavy.

"What about the beef stew in a bread bowl?" You could tell that Jax had worked up an appetite by the way he was looking at the menu.

"It's very good. You can't go wrong with any of the dishes here." You pointed to the menu, "I'm getting the roast beef sandwich with fries."

Jax chuckled, "Maybe we should order the miner lunch too and take it with us down the miner, you know, to keep the ghosts happy."

You shook your head, "More like keep the cave roaches happy."

****

You nodded, "Yes, I am, there's no such thing as ghosts Jackson."

Jax smirked, "You seem so sure, you wanna make a bet?"

"One that I'm positive I'm going to win. Why not." You had an idea about why Jax was bringing this up, "What do I get when I win?"

"Me." Jax threw his arm over your shoulder as you headed to the elevator and huffed as you strapped the hard hat over his head, "Really darlin? I could have done that myself."

"Nope, if you die in a mysterious mining accident, I'll be the first one they blame, so I got to make sure it's perfect." You put on your own helmet and nodded to the guide who pressed a button to descend the elevator.

Once you got to the mine floor, the door opened and the guide stepped out, "This mine was founded almost two hundred years ago when silver was founded while men dug a water well. We've had six major cave ins, five of which resulted in deaths. There have been many reports of supernatural activity, including voices and the banging of pick axes but we let out visitors decide for themseves."

You sighed and looped your arm around Jax's, "Don't worry husband, I'll protect you from all the ghosts and ghouls."

Jax chuckled, "Sure you will. You ever found a body in a mine?"

You nodded, "Heaps. Have you ever heard of the Siyah nehir cave? It was found under an emerald mine."

Jax's eyes wrinkled, "I have. Sam has a framed photo of it."

"That's because I named it. After we found a whole bunch of bodies in the mine above. I went looking and fell into one of the antechambers." Jax blinked, "It was like a four foot fall, the worst I got was a bruise but I got to name a cave."

He shook his head, "What else don't I know about you?"

You shrugged, "There's probably a lot, like there's a lot I don't know about you but we have our whole lives to learn."

Jax huffed, "I'm an open book y/n, you know everything there is to know."

"No, I don't, it just hasn't come up yet." You could see the wheels turning in his head.

He shook his head, "Nope, nothing."

There was a fork in the path and the guide pointed down one path, "Now I know that y/n has climbing experiences so I'm sure you'll enjoy what comes next. Down the other way is more of the same, we even have some sliver veins you can mine but down that way is a hole that leads somewhere really fun, but you have the drop line in. It's up to you."

You turned to Jax, "I can help you out, it's easy."

Jax smiled, "We'll take the cool one."

The guide smiled and took you down the path before handing you a harness, "It's seven and a half feet to the bottom so if it all goes to hell you'll be fine but we still want to be safe."

You waved your hand, "I'm an hat old at this, I'll get us sorted." You threw on your own harness, then slowly walked Jax through the steps until you were ready to clip in, "Are you ready my love?" He nodded, "Great, all you have to do is hold on and the pullies will do the rest."

Jax smirked, "Sounds good darlin, if you hear me screaming it's just the cave monsters."

You shook your head, "Just get in the hole Teller." You watched as he went down, his headlamp slowly illuminated the space.

He gave you a shout when he hit the bottom and you followed, going much faster and landing with far more grace than he did, "That was so hot."

You slapped his chest, "We are not having sex down here so keep it to yourself." The guide landed a few moments later and she headed towards the wall and flipped a switch as light filled the area. You were on a small balcony section looking over a huge stalagnate cave.

"Wow, this was so worth the wedgy." You got closer to the edge and it only grew more amazing, there was another camber deeper and further away filled with shallowed, still water.

There was a slight echo as you spoke, "So worth it."

The guide was grinning, "They found evidence of human activty in the water over there, we believe it's an ancient ritual site."

You nodded, "We're heard all about that in the museum, by the time it was found, most of the stalactites and stalagmites had met and you could only get it to with robots."

She sighed, "We're hoping one day we can afford the best technology so we can look closer."

You smiled, "I can get that to you, we have it where I work."

Jax's face broke into a grin, "I don't know why you didn't think of that sooner."

You shook your head, "I'll be sure to put your name in the paper." You turned to the guide, "Let's head up and I'll talk to your boss. Get our names on the discovery and let my lab in on it and you can have whatever equipment and funding you want."

Her fists clenched with excitement, "Oh, what wonderful news. This is such wonderful news."

Jax smiled and pressed his lips to your cheek, "You love making people happy, don't you darlin."

You nodded, "We have no way of knowing how long all the artifacts in there will last. One day Abel is going to come here and see our names on the wall and know we helped preserve a piece of history."

****

You and Jax stepped out the office with smiles on your faces, "So I guess we'll be back here in a month?"

You nodded, "Yep, there are bodies lower in that cave and this kind of new discovery trumps casework. I have to say, is going to be good to take a break from all the horror."

Jax pulled you into his arms and took your face in his hands, "Let's get back to the lake house, we have one more night to enjoy before we go back home."

You pressed your lips to his, "I'd like that."

Jax started to kiss you the moment you got in the door, as the glass let in the last of the sunlight.

His lips made their way to your neck and he nibbled the skin before speaking, "You better make the most of out last night here darlin." You slid your shirt off your shoulders and then practically ripped Jax's shirt off and threw it in the corner, "Hey, I liked that shirt."

You giggled, "It's payback for my clothes you've ripped, I'm pretty sure I've replaced half my underpants, since this started."

Jax nipped your skin harder as he worked in your jeans, "Yeah and now we're married so I should probably start on the other half. I'll buy you more."

You sighed, "Jackson, you know how much I love it when you buy me lingerie but it's not exactly practical. You have a thing for straps and lace."

Jax smirked and pecked your lips, "What can I say, I married a dime piece."

"Oh Jackson, you are such a cheese ball." You took his face in your hands and pulled him into a kiss, all loving and slow, "But I love you for it."

He slid one hand from your zipper, around your body and up your back to unclasp your bra, freeing it before brushing the straps off your shoulder and taking your hand, "Let's take this to the bedroom."

You nodded, "I would like that."

He took your hand and walked you upstairs and you grabbed his belt as you settled in the middle of the room. You ran your finger up and down the buckle and Jax tutted, "Must you tease me?"

You nodded, "Oh yes, I must." You smirked and slowly undid his belt while leaning in close and nibbling his jaw, "I love you so much."

Jax moved his hands from your hips back to your belt and pulled it free of the loop before yanking down your jeans and panties in one go. You huffed and did the same to him and Jax let out a groan as the pressure lifted from his cock.

Jax's lips found yours and you walked backwards towards the bed, your knees bending as Jax eased you both down to the mattress. He wrapped his arms around your body and pulled you to his chest as he kissed you senseless and you wove your hands into his hair as the kiss grew even deeper.

You dragged yourself up the bed and rested on the pillows, Jax's lips never leaving yours as you settled. You hooked your leg over his hip and flipped over, Jax chuckling as you ground yourself down onto him, "You right there darlin?"

You nodded and ground down harder, "I am." As Jax lifted his hands to place them on your hips, you intercepted him and linked your hands with his, "Can I suck your dick?"

Jax sighed, "You're killing me here."

You bent down and kissed him then pulled back with a smile, "That's not a yes my love."

"Yes, yes you can suck my dick." You held onto Jax's hands as you made your way down his body, stopping to nip his pec along the way. You kissed over his hips and down his happy trail then down his thighs and back up again. You released one of Jax's hands so he could hold your cheek as you took the tip of his cock into your mouth.

Jax grunted as you took him down further and his hips bucked when you used your hand to stroke what your mouth couldn't reach, "Fucking hell that feels good."

You moaned an affirmative and Jax's hand moved to the back of your head to keep you where you were. The praise steamed from his mouth but before you could push him over the edge, he was yanking you up, "I don't want to cum just yet darlin."

You kissed your way back up his body and landed on his lips as Jax mirrored your early roll and flipped on top of you. You shove his chest loving, "Control freak."

"You love it." He pulled your leg over his and slotted himself between your legs to grind his hard cock on your slit.

"I do." Jax ran his hand down your body while dipping his head to kiss you. He shifted so he could shove his hand between your legs and you sighed as his fingers went right for your clit.

"I fucking love how wet you get when you suck my dick." He sounded so smug. His fingers slid down your centre before circling your entrance and slipping inside you as his palm rocked against your clit.

The heat in your pelvis grew as his fingers picked up speed, but before you could get too close to the edge, Jax stopped, "I want to feel you cum around my cock." He pulled his fingers away and sucked them into his mouth with a moan before pulling your leg back over his hip.

Jax slid home slowly, his eyes meeting yours and he bottomed out. He paused and rubbed your nose with his, "My wife."

You titled your head and kissed him as he started to rock his hips, "My husband." You buried your face in his neck as his fingers found your clit and his hips slowly picked up speed.

He pressed his cheek to yours and you threw your other leg other his waist so you could match his pace. You ran your hand up his back all the way around to his cheek and directed his lips back to yours. The kiss was nothing but affection and warmth and Jax swallowed down every one of your moans as he angled his hips to brush your G-spot with each stroke.

"Come on darlin, I can feel how close you are." You whimpered as Jax's teeth nipped your lower lip but he only continued thrusting his hips as his fingers sped up, "I can feel how close you are, be a good girl and let go for me, I'm right behind you."

You were powerless to resist his request and Jax's hips stuttered as you fell over the edge. Your orgasm pushed Jax's into his and he moaned like a dying man as he collapsed on top of you. He took you in his arms as he rolled over and pulled you to his chest, "That was perfect."

You chuckled, "Yes it was and think, we've got another forty years of that."

Jax shot you a look, "Try sixty, if you don't think we'll be one of those weird couples in the nursing home, you got another thing coming."

"Well right now I'm thinking about how we're going home tomorrow." The week and a half away had been wonderful but you couldn't say you didn't miss Charming.

Jax cupped your cheek and pecked you, "It's alright darlin, we'll be back here for your new project."

You sighed, "Yes, we will."

****

It was good to be back in Charming again. You and Jax didn't intent on it, but it was almost dinner by the time you got in the door, Abel rushing up to you with his little arms swinging.

"Mummy, Daddy, I missed you." He hugged you both as tight as he could, and it hit you how much you had missed him, even with the video calls every night.

Despite how wonderful the bed at the lack house was, it was good to be back in your own bed, what was better was the knock on the door between you and Abel's room that came when you were settled, "I'll get it darlin."

When Jax opened the door, Abel was standing there with his blanket in hand, smiling, "Can I sleep with you and mummy tonight?"

Jax smiled, "Of course little man." He picked Abel up and carried him to the bed and Abel climbed between the you. Like always, he laid down facing you and Jax got in next to him before snuggling as close as he could and throwing his arms over both of you.

You reached your arm over Abel after fluffing his hair and a moment of calm settled, there were no more wolves at the door, no more storms on the horizon. Everything was right with the world and you knew it was going to stay that way. , "Goodnight beloved, I love you."

Jax smiled, "Good night darlin, I love you too."

The End

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slashersangel · 2 years

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Poly! Lost Boys with an s/o with a really feminine room

• to start off, you were embarrassed to show your boyfriends your room, I mean, they were all tough and mean with a dark color pallet, and your bedroom was the exact opposite.

• and to raise less suspicion in them, you never even come inside your house. but this just made them more suspicious, they’d make joking comments on it, like “what are you embarrassed of us y/n?”

• “do you have someone in your house you don’t want us to see? another lover?”

• or their favorite, your house is covered wall to wall in embarrassing photos of you when you were younger

• you wouldn’t give into their pleas to let you into your room, until one night, you told yourself, “the worst they could do was laugh at you” right? and even that is a horrible thought, but they’ll have to see it sooner or later, and you’r rather do it sooner since you’ve held it off this long

• then you invited the boys into your home, they snoop all around, finding every room and object they could, until Paul reached the door to your bedroom, you stopped him from opening it. “What, do you have someone held captive in there?” He smirks.

• No, it’s your bedroom. That made Paul even more enticed to go in, but you stopped him again, by this point the rest of the boys are crowded around the door, wondering what the hell is in your room that your this adamant for them not to enter.

• after some questions, you tell them not to laugh, sigh then open the door. The boys flood into your room and their in awe. I mean, they knew you were soft and feminine, but they never(well…) expected it to be like this

• your walls were a soft pastel pink with white flower accents, actually, the whole room was pastel pink and white, down to the fluffy pink carpet. David turned to you and saw you with your head down, hiding your face. “you can laugh, it’s okay.” you say.

• kitten, why would they laugh at you? because of your room? I mean, sure it’s a little girly, but it’s …. you.

• “a little?”

• okay it’s a lot girly. but we wouldn’t laugh at you for it. other people? yeah definitely 100%. but never you, darling.

• you sit on your bed and watch as they roam around, picking up basically everything they could and showing each other, smiling at everything because it just made sense that you’d have it, not in a bad way, just in a “yeah this suits you” way. besides looking through all your stuff lets them get to know you better! like how you have a stuffed bear named mr meeds that you’ve had since you were young! and all your jewelry, and clothes, and pictures, and books, and vinyls, and really babe, there’s no billy idol or black sabbath!

• they’d never laugh at you for having a girly bedroom, they never laughed or made fun of you being girly, at least not seriously, because they have and will continue to do it, but that’s just because they like to tease you! there’s not heat behind it!

• seeing that you were still shy about everything, david comes and sits next to you, he tilts your head up to look at him. look, you never have to be shy about this stuff to them, especially him, okay? and if they ever say something you don’t like, hit them in the head, but never hide anything from them, big or small, even if you find it embarrassing or scary, they’ll always be there for you.

omg i literally thought i posted this, it’s been days i so sorry😭😭

short but it’ll do 🥰 hope you like it @maddengirl08

#the lost boys #david the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #dwayne the lost boys #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #david x reader #dwayne x reader #paul x reader #marko x reader

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astraechos · 2 months

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Lucas’ Magical Uses

Synopsis: Home from saving the world the first time, Lucas had been ‘discovering’ what his magic can do for him. Magic aint all for fun, not for sexual pleasure. So, maybe he meeds some help and dad saves him from the confines of external sexual pleasure.

Tags: multiple orgasms; black tentacles (not the slimy kind, the good kind); magical mishaps; masturbation(?); Dad saves the day; somnophillia; anal; sex; aphrodisiacs; demons; needles; dungeons and dragons

A/N: To be fair, who hasn’t thought about pleasuring themselves if they had magic?; GIF unrelated

Just under a week had passed since Lucas returned home from his lengthy journey. Obtaining The Sorrow’s Tears had turned into a year-long quest to annihilate the Void in the town of Bottom, an endeavor filled with excitement. Along the way, he encountered numerous fascinating individuals, delved into his family's history, and gained valuable insights into himself. Despite initial reservations, his father Alistair had become more open and supportive following Lucas's pivotal role in saving existence alongside his unlikely companions. Lucas also discovered his own unique magical abilities during this odyssey, which he now pondered in his room.

Contemplating the limitations and potential of his powers, he mulled over whether shadowspawn could manifest sexual tendencies, grappling with the stark duality of their emotions—Fear and Frenzy—both predominantly negative. Despite mastering the Arms of Hadar, he yearned for greater challenges. As he sat, thoughts swirling, he found himself yielding to the urge pulsating within him, his hand instinctively reaching for the source of his desire. Moments later, lost in sensation, he continued his introspection, his mind consumed by a myriad of thoughts and uncertainties.

Evard’s Black Tentacles... a form of restraint to start with. Hunger of Hadar, too, with their formidable strength and the remarkable mucus they produce... both would serve to restrain effectively, especially given my level of control over them...

A smile played on his lips as he continued, the surge of arousal clouding his judgment. It was a heady sensation, dulling the rational thoughts he would typically entertain to avoid future complications. A twitch of anticipation ran through him. He knew that if he didn't act on this idea soon, he might not act on it at all. Rising from his chair, he retrieved his chalk and placed his tear inset gem nearby. Shedding his shirt and extraneous robes, he recognized they would only hinder his movements.

With deliberate strokes, he began sketching circles and laying down ring wards for the creatures these tentacles would originate from. The rings, crafted from a pitch-black material, were now in place. With graceful hand gestures, he began weaving his chosen spell mixture. As he traced the air, his unique twist of power rendered the casting almost painless.

Surrounding him, the dark ebony tentacles emerged from the rift in space, their glossy black surfaces glistening in the sunlight, exuding a repulsive slime. As the viscous substance oozed onto the ground, its milky white hue stark against the darkness, he recoiled when it brushed against his face, hastily spitting out the intrusive fluid.

"I remember now why I sympathized with those who endured this," he muttered, grimacing at the unpleasant taste lingering in his mouth.

Inspecting each tentacle nervously, he acknowledged that while the Arms of Hadar were familiar, this manifestation was entirely different. With a telepathic command, he manipulated them, closing his eyes as they coiled around his limbs, lifting him gently into the air.

"Good. No signs of harm... everything seems in order," he reassured himself, the anticipation mounting within him.

Swiftly adjusting his position, he found himself suspended upright, limbs bound and on full display to any potential onlookers. Tension coursed through his body as the tentacles slithered up his thighs, securing his waist with an almost possessive grip.

Despite the revulsion he felt at the slimy residue trailing down his skin, there was an undeniable allure to the sensation of restraint and the otherworldly nature of the mucus. It ignited a primal excitement within him, evident in the arch of his back and the involuntary moan that escaped his lips as one tentacle encircled his chest, pushing him closer to the edge of ecstasy.

His arousal surged, his cock twitching impatiently, yearning for contact. Precum dribbled down his shaft, evidence of his heightened state of desire. With each movement, the tentacles slithered further up his back, their length never ceasing to astonish him. Urgency compelled his hips to thrust forward, craving more as the tentacles continued their ascent. Gradually, his mind relinquished all other thoughts, consumed by the intense focus demanded by the intricate spell weaving before him.

A tentacle encircled the base of his shaft, exerting pressure and leaving a trail of its mucus along his length. Despite the initial discomfort, he emitted a soft moan, finding the sensation tolerable as the tentacle wound its way up his shaft and around the head. With a gentle squeeze at the base and head of his member, the tentacle maintained a light grip, its slimy touch simultaneously repulsive and strangely pleasurable. It was an inexplicable sensation, yet he found himself enraptured by the tender caress of his own magical creation.

They slithered up his back, their slimy trails dripping down. Despite the grossness, he found the restrained sensation and the way their otherworldly mucus slid off him oddly arousing. His back arched as one wrapped around his chest, eliciting a small moan as he neared climax from such a seemingly insignificant touch.

Lucas moaned, his cries overpowering any other thoughts as the sensation of his shaft being stroked vigorously brought him immense pleasure. His mind grew hazy as the sensitivity of his back, a familiar sensation, was heightened by the slick slime. With a sudden thrust of his hips, his body jolted involuntarily.

"Aahn~!" He moaned, the sound escaping slightly louder than intended. His body surrendered to the pleasure, each twitch of his cock accompanied by the release of another rope of lust onto the tentacle coiled around him. Suspended in the air for several minutes, he panted as he struggled to collect his senses. His mind felt shrouded in fog, making it difficult to focus. He remembered he was supposed to assist his dad with a mission tonight but couldn't recall the details or the agreed-upon time. Glancing out the window, he tried to gauge the hour.

"It's already four, huh...? What did Dad need my help with again?"

Satisfied yet tired, he withdrew his arms from the tentacles. He was fortunate the spell didn't leave any residual mucus on his body; otherwise, he'd smell for a week. Attempting to pull his arm away again, he found the grip tightening instead.

"Oh, perhaps I can just dispel the spell. It should be fine. It's just magic."

Calmly, Lucas closed his eyes and gradually released his concentration. When he opened them again, he was still suspended in the air, supported only by his arms and waist, his legs firmly ensnared. Panic began to set in as Lucas struggled to figure out what to do next.

"Hey! What gives?!" he exclaimed, confused as he tugged at the tentacles. Though they had a slight give, they refused to release him. Despite feeling the source of his magic still under control within him, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Lucas struggled desperately to break free from the otherworldly entities he had inadvertently summoned into the physical realm. His eyes widened in horror as more ebony appendages emerged from the void below him, each one unfamiliar. One resembled an open flower pattern, another was rounded with a small feeler, while another took the shape of a cup with a tendril at the bottom.

His gaze fixated on one tentacle resembling a needle, its shiny contents swirling inside. Lucas swallowed nervously, his apprehension growing as it lunged towards him with surprising speed, jabbing into his side.

"That hurts!" he exclaimed, his body already sensitive from previous sensations. As the liquid drained into him, a searing pain spread throughout his body. Lucas recoiled, but the needle continued to squirt its contents, splashing onto his skin and even into his mouth, tasting sweet like sugar.

Panicked, he watched in horror as the liquid seemed to invigorate his body, his soft member rapidly stiffening to an uncomfortable hardness within seconds. Despite the pain, his arousal remained intense. Lucas sat there, bewildered and frightened.

"What the fuck was that? What the hell was just put into me? What in the—"

Suddenly, his mind and body began to relax involuntarily.

"Aahh...whatever it was..." he mumbled, his speech slurring as his vision blurred rapidly. "It sure feels good..." With that, his consciousness slipped away, his head drooping as his mind shut down completely.

———

Awakening later, Lucas found his head cradled by a smaller tentacle, its slimy counterpart inside his mouth, squirting an unknown substance into it. He swallowed as it filled his mouth, rendering him unable to speak. The taste was bitter and salty, reminiscent of a ration he once had that didn't sit right. Despite the discomfort, he slowly swallowed the rest of the substance, his head still foggy from the nap he had taken.

As his eyes adjusted, he could finally see the scene before him. The ebony-black tentacle in his mouth had rounded out and was now dripping with white mucus, retreating into the void below. He coughed, clearing his airways as a wave of pleasure washed over him all at once. "H-holy shit~!" he exclaimed, feeling waves of unbridled pleasure coursing up his spine, each pulse of ecstasy originating from his hips.

Glancing downward, he noticed himself encased within a cup-shaped tentacle. It completely enveloped him, with his underwear draped over its base. A smaller arm wrapped tightly around his balls, applying pressure and preventing them from slipping off. Lucas moaned loudly as his hips involuntarily thrust into the cupped arm, intensifying the sensation as he climaxed once more. It felt as though he was being milked of every drop he could provide. Gasping for air, his vision obscured by his hair, he attempted to pull his arms free but found them firmly held in place. With a stronger pull, he was yanked back into position. Whatever was happening, it was far from over, and he had no control over it.

His body craved more, his hips moving beyond his control as the cupped appendage brought intense pleasure to his sensitive cock. Unsure of how many times he had already ejaculated before waking up, he noticed it was now dripping with another white substance, likely his own.

"Aahh fuck-! N-Not again!" he stuttered, his body heaving as he released another load, sending ropes of himself into the dripping tentacle once more. His balls were quickly squeezed by the smaller appendage, intensifying his climax. Every fold of the tentacle seemed to lovingly caress his cock as it twitched for several minutes, each twitch accompanied by another small squirt. Lucas' body slumped, exhausted from the numerous climaxes he had experienced in one session. His glasses slipped from his face, clattering to the floor below, leaving him with limited visibility to only what was nearby. As he felt sure he was now producing nothing but water, he suddenly felt a stinging sensation on his side.

"Oh...that good feeling stuff..." he murmured, his body stiffening once more as the tentacle resumed squeezing and rubbing him. He writhed in discomfort as he was injected once again. The burning sensation returned, but this time he wasn't as fortunate to dislodge it. Held firmly in place, he could do nothing as it emptied its contents into him. A warm sensation spread throughout his body, restoring his energy and strength, though he knew what would follow once he fully recovered.

The tentacles holding him shifted, maneuvering him onto his back in midair. His arms were held above his head, and his legs were spread open, leaving his bottom exposed. Despite his efforts, he pulled against the tentacles once more, only to find himself gripped tighter as he struggled. "Please just let go! I'm tired! I can't give you anymore!" he pleaded, desperate for release. Exhaustion weighed heavily on him, his throbbing length yearning for respite as it was kept forcefully erect.

Somewhat annoyed, a tentacle covered in his own cum shoved its way into his mouth, silencing him. The taste was sweet yet watery in its viscosity, and he pleaded with his mouth full as he was compelled to swallow every drop. Another tentacle then penetrated his body, coated in mucus, eliciting a whimper of pain from Lucas.

Tears streamed down his face as he winced in agony. His body felt vulnerable and exposed as the tentacle writhed inside him, exploring every inch of his being. Its smooth surface followed the contours of his muscles, its suckers grasping at the inner walls. In the mirror, he could see its form settling on a spot not too far inside him. The slimy arm rubbed against something, something pleasurable. He moaned, attempting to form words but failing as the pleasure overwhelmed him. Whatever it was that the tentacle touched, it elicited an incredibly intense sensation. His body arched involuntarily as the tentacle squeezed, triggering another climax. He released even more of his seed into the tentacle with full force, cumming harder than he ever thought possible.

His thoughts drifted as he felt utterly helpless, at the mercy of whatever entity he had summoned. He was plagued by questions: how had he done it? What was it? What did it want with him? And most importantly, how could he break free? Was it deriving pleasure from this?

Yet, despite the overwhelming sense of dread, there lingered a disturbing thought in the back of his mind: why was he enjoying it? It was an unsettling sensation, one he knew he should detest... and yet, he found himself inexplicably drawn to it.

Spitting out the tentacle in his mouth, he braced himself as the one inside him began to thrust in and out of his body. It was painful, his muscles tensing with each movement, but gradually, the pain began to subside as he relaxed.

"T-that's not exactly good..." he moaned, voicing his concern. "Can you go a little faster...?" he requested, surprised when the appendage complied. With increased speed, Lucas's cock throbbed with pleasure as it was sucked and squeezed by the eager entity.

"T-that's it... that feels wonderful...!" he moaned between heavy breaths, his enjoyment evident even as he subconsciously struggled against the tentacles. Despite his internal conflict, Lucas found himself relaxing, his mind and body now pursuing separate goals. Another wave of pleasure washed over him as he surrendered to the sensation, releasing another load of cum for whatever demonic entity held him captive.

"Ah... more please! Give me more of that wonderful aphrodisiac!" he begged, his voice filled with longing. A sharp stab in his shoulder signaled the draining of more substance into his body. This time, upon completion, Lucas's body arched as he released what he counted as his fourth or fifth load into the tentacle. He had finally surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure.

Feeling his mind going blank, Lucas succumbed to the numbness of pleasure, his thoughts of escape fading away. His senses were overwhelmed by dopamine, oxytocin, and testosterone, leaving his brain feeling dull and his body overly sensitive.

"Yes! This is what I wanted! To feel like this! Don’t stop! Please, you can have as much as I can give!" he moaned, oblivious to the volume of his voice.

The entity, sensing Lucas's complete surrender, intensified its efforts, fueling his pleasure to new heights. With each movement, Lucas's body quivered with ecstasy, every touch sending shivers of delight coursing through him.

Lost in a haze of euphoria, Lucas's consciousness slipped further away, consumed by the overwhelming sensations. His mind, once filled with thoughts of resistance, now surrendered completely to the blissful oblivion offered by the tentacles.

As his moans of pleasure echoed through the room, Lucas relinquished any remaining semblance of control, giving himself entirely to the entity's desires. In that moment, all that mattered was the intoxicating pleasure enveloping him, drowning out any lingering thoughts of escape or resistance.

With each passing moment, Lucas descended deeper into the abyss of pleasure, his body and mind consumed by an insatiable craving for more. And as the entity continued to feed on his essence, Lucas found himself willingly offering all that he had, his desires merging seamlessly with those of his captor.

"Lucas?" a voice called out, the door creaking open slightly.

Lucas didn't bother to glance down at his father, who had evidently heard the commotion and come to check on his son. Alistair Len stood in shock at the scene unfolding before him.

From Len's perspective and knowledge, this wasn't merely a magic spell gone awry. This was something far more sinister—an actual demon. While Len was familiar with succubi, this entity was something entirely different. Its true name remained unknown, but it was undoubtedly under the influence of Asmodeus, Prince of Demons. One tentacle bore his mark—a whale—an indication that it belonged to the fifth circle, a realm accessible only to the most powerful and malevolent entities.

Asmodeus must be in need of offspring if he was dispatching a creature to harvest. Len speculated that there must already be an egg from a hapless woman, long gone by now...

With this chilling realization, Len understood that this demon would mercilessly pleasure its victims until their demise, consuming their bodies afterward to nourish the fiendish offspring it created. The demon required humanoid sperm to birth a monstrous entity—one capable of manipulating its form and wreaking havoc at will. It was a horrifying prospect, one Len dared not dwell on any longer.

"Dear mother earth... Lucas! What is this?! How did you summon it?!" he exclaimed, demanding answers from his son. Lucas disregarded his father’s words, his eyes rolling back as Alistair heard a voice pull at his mind—tired, desperate, and strained in its tone.

"Dad! Help me! I can’t control my body anymore! I’m so tired... I kinda want to go to sleep," pleaded Lucas.

"I’ll get you out of that thing. I’ll be back, so keep using this to talk as much as you can. Don’t fall asleep! How long has this been happening?" Alistair responded, determination in his reply as he hurried out of the room to search for a solution.

Len rushed downstairs, frantically searching and opening the bookcase's entryway in his haste.

"I-I’m not sure... I remember..." Lucas struggled to keep his thoughts coherent.

"Listen to me. What do you remember?" Len asked urgently, his panic growing as he searched for his powders.

"I remember... waking up after some time, the first time I was injected with whatever it had. I think maybe three hours have passed...? I lost count of time..." Lucas admitted.

"Okay, and how did this happen?" Len inquired, his mind racing as he tore apart his brewery in search of his precious powders. As he frantically searched, he realized that while the demon possessed formidable abilities, it was ultimately dependent on external sources of power. It functioned more like an incubator than a true demon, reminiscent of Praetor Variants in terms of its circle. Finally locating a bag of exorcism powder, Len coughed as its contents flew into the air. He knew this was exactly what he needed. Turning around, he rummaged through the nearby desk and found a piece of blue chalk before swiftly making his way back upstairs.

There was a long pause before Lucas replied, his voice filled with unconscious moans of pleasure. "I think I summoned it... God, this feels fantastic!"

That was the last thing Alistair wanted echoing in his mind.

"Lucas, focus for me. How did you summon it?" Alistair pressed, trying to maintain his composure.

"I mixed two spells to, uh... use for my own benefit," Lucas admitted, his tone somewhat flustered.

Len sighed heavily. He regretted not discussing these matters with Lucas sooner, instead confiding in Santiago or even Emily. He had already been concerned that Lucas might knock up his girlfriend unintentionally.

"Yeah, you’re at that age, Lucas. You shouldn’t use magic for sexual satisfaction. It can go haywire when you're distracted from controlling it, especially with your kind of magic," Len cautioned, his words laced with worry.

Returning to Lucas's room, Len was met with the distressing sight of his son ensnared in tendrils, tentacles, and covered in mucus. It was a sight he wished he hadn't seen and never wanted to witness again. Despite his apprehension, Alistair steeled himself. He had to find a way to free Lucas from this predicament.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Alistair approached Lucas cautiously, his mind racing with thoughts of how to break the spell. He knew he needed to act quickly before the situation escalated further.

“Lucas, listen to me carefully,” Alistair said, his voice firm but gentle. “I’m going to try to break the spell, but I need you to focus and help me, okay?”

Lucas nodded weakly, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and relief at his father’s presence.

Alistair retrieved the bag of exorcism powder and the blue chalk from his pocket, his hands trembling slightly with the weight of responsibility. With deliberate movements, he began to draw intricate symbols on the floor around Lucas, forming a protective barrier. As he worked, Alistair chanted ancient incantations, channeling his energy into breaking the demonic hold on his son. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he poured every ounce of his being into the task at hand.

Suddenly, there was a faint tremor in the room, and the tendrils holding Lucas began to quiver and retract. He scattered handfuls of powder on the floor within the circle, focusing mainly on the edges of the opening. Next, he carefully placed the inky black rings amidst a mound of golden powders, ensuring they were thoroughly coated. With determined motions, he liberally sprinkled the powders over the tendrils ensnaring Lucas and over himself.

Returning to the smaller circle he had drawn, Len settled back down to commence the ritual. Seated with his legs crossed and hands clasped together, index fingers pressed against each other, he closed his eyes in deep concentration. Beneath his breath, he muttered incantations for minutes on end, his focus unyielding even as the house began to shake around them. Alistair remained steadfast, continuing the ritual as his son announced his seventh climax.

As the circles shimmered with an ethereal blue glow, a sudden flash of light filled the room, casting everything into temporary stillness and silence. Alistair's eyes snapped open to find his son lying naked on the ground, surrounded by lifeless tendrils and tentacles. With a sense of urgency, he approached Lucas, lifting him gently from the circle. Striking a match against the bed frame, he ignited the scattered powder with a determined flick of his wrist.

A horrifying, otherworldly scream pierced the air, causing Alistair to instinctively cover his ears in agony. The sound reverberated through the house, sending shivers down his spine as it rattled his eardrums. As the mass of limbs began to burn, consuming the chalk on the floor with fierce intensity, Alistair reached into his pocket and hurled a handful of golden powder into the air.

"That should purify the room now. No more demonic tendrils, and the connection to the realm and its portal has been severed," Alistair declared, retrieving Lucas' glasses and underwear.

Taking a moment to assess his son's condition, he noticed dark bruises and marks scattered across his body from where the tendrils had grasped him. While Lucas was still partially coated in drying mucus, it seemed to be flaking off in thin sheets. With gentle care, Alistair dressed Lucas in his underwear and placed his glasses back on, watching as his son gradually regained consciousness upon being laid on the bed.

"...Dad?" Lucas asked softly, his voice worn out. "What happened?"

"Well, Lucas... to put it simply... you summoned a demonic aberration by combining two spells, and that aberration was going to kill you by giving you immense sexual pleasure," Alistair explained bluntly. Lucas froze in shock.

"And it almost did," Alistair added with a sigh. "I was scared, you know, to lose you for the second time."

"I-I'm sorry," Lucas apologized, his voice raspy from the ordeal.

"Yeah. Don’t do that again. You might have the power to manipulate spells, but it doesn't mean you should use them for sexual pleasure, Lucas," Alistair admonished.

"Besides, there’s such a thing as birth control and your girlfriend," Alistar joked.

"I wouldn’t do anything like that with Emily unless she asked or made it obvious that's what she wanted," Lucas replied, looking over at his father.

"Wait... don’t encourage that, that’s terrible parenting!" Lucas laughed, his voice interrupted by a cough. Despite his weariness, he managed a bright and cheery smile.

"For now, you should get some rest, Lucas. You are probably very, VERY tired," Alistair advised, rising from his seat and making his way to the door.

"But don’t we need to hunt today? A banshee, was it?" Lucas asked, his voice weak.

"It can wait a few hours," Alistair reassured, tossing Lucas a vial of something as he headed out the door.

"Right now it’s underground, probably enjoying its unfortunate last meal. You should drink that, rest up, and we’ll head out," he instructed before leaving the room.

Lucas stared down at the vial, recognizing it as one of his dad’s peculiar potions known for their potent restorative properties. The liquid inside was a light, translucent purple, shimmering with magical energy.

"I hate it when the grape juice is useful," Lucas remarked, downing the vial in one gulp. He settled into his bed, his body aching from the ordeal. Despite feeling embarrassed and sore, he couldn't deny the soothing effects of the potion as it clouded his mind with pleasure and lulled him into sleep.

"Next time, I’ll just use what I know works instead of that mixture... I’d like to be around longer than nineteen years," Lucas mumbled to himself as he finally drifted off into a much-needed rest.

~~Masterlist~~

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X-Files Collector's Edition: The Field Where I Fix-It Fic-ed

Ahhhh, The Field Where I Died-- quite an impressive idea, not quite an impressive execution. These fics, however, make me glad that it exists in its own, weird little corner.

Dedicated to the one anon that wanted a TFWID fic list~! :DDDD

Loose chronological order below~!

**Note**: Will ghost edit this post later. ;)))

eponine119’s I Do Not Want To Believe

""I was powerless to do anything but watch as he rose in the field next to me, his chest covered only by his thin blue shirt. No bulletproof vest to save his life. And I knew he was going to die.

Worse, I realized, he wanted to die. To be with her. So that history would repeat itself. What could I do? "Mulder!" I shouted at him as I had so very many times before. It was no use.

Cringing inside I watched. Waiting.

No shots rang out. He disappeared into the building.

No shots rang out. I ran after him.""

Post TFWID Scully realizes that CSM is the contradictory lynch pin to Melissa Ephesian’s story. Mulder, meanwhile, believes their own bond broke the chain that linked he and his “soulmate" in tragedy.

@alienbaby-babymama/ABBM515’s Soulmates

""You okay, partner?” Scully reaches out to squeeze his bicep. She’d seen the same forlorn look on his face during his hypnosis session.

“Although this didn’t end how any one of us wanted it to, it was nice to know.”

“Know what?”

“That I’m not alone,” Mulder turns to look at her, “and neither are you. Never one without the other. Kismet.”

“Even if I don’t believe in that line of thinking, I’d have to agree.""

Post TFWID Mulder is glad that he and Scully loved each other every lifetime; and is willing to wait for the “right” moment in this one.

Nicole van Dam's Forgive and Forget

""Perhaps it wasn't the initial meeting that caused him to question her position as a new partner. Just the mere apprehensiveness that lived in him since he was a small boy. It only took a day, one day of her trying to convince him she wasn't sent to watch him; to gauge his work.

She was sent because it was just the way it was supposed to be.

How did he know to trust her to tell her his life; his problems; his fears? How did she?""

TFWID Scully is resigned to Mulder and Melissa's connection... but ponders more deeply on her own.

@wendelah/wendelah1/avesuvianface’s (Gossamer, LJ)

With Regret

""The deep connection I feel to Mulder isn't because we knew one another in a past lifetime. Even if we had, what possible difference could it make?""

Post TFWID Scully has regrets.

LuvMulder’s Tonight I Watch You Dream

""You sleep fitfully beside me as I write, your brow furrowed in the solitary pain I have witnessed so many times since I first walked through your office door. On this night, at this moment, high above the earth, I feel you dream; yet, for the first time since I've known you, I doubt it is Sam you see. Unconscious oblivion, the softness of night and shadow are but words, failed promises that bring you no peace as we head back to our lives, far removed from the grassy fields of Apison, Tennessee.

I'm glad to be going home. We deserve a week of bad coffee and boredom--alone--in the clutter of our basement sanctuary.

I need. I sense....questions.

My friend--are we forever changed?

I am so afraid.""

Post TFWID Scully feels like she’s failed Mulder, unable to take the same leaps of faith that he asks of her.

@happenstanced's (Ao3) For Eternity

""Scully, look at me.”

I lifted only my eyes, looking up from under my lashes. Tears must’ve formed and were threatening to fall because his expression softened more than I thought was possible.

Uncharacteristically, I blurted out the one thought that had consumed me.

“Did you mean it?""

Post TFWID Scully is avoiding Mulder’s eyes… and he calls her on it.

Anne Haynes’s (Gossamer) Greater Meed

""She had known he would come to her to talk more about what had happened to him in Tennessee. She hadn't been sure when it would happen, but she'd known it WOULD happen. It was as inevitable as predestination.

He put the sack on her kitchen table and shrugged off his coat, folding it over the back of a chair. "It wasn't about past lives, was it?" he asked with no preamble.""

Post TFWID Mulder has a nagging thought that something is off… and realizes that CSM was already alive during WWII. He expounds about his "stuck" psyche with Scully over ice cream; and she assures him that, of course, his life does means something.

Thalia D'Muse's Day to Give Thanks

""Mulder placed the cassette in his pocket, his mind completely enraptured by the tiny book in his hand. It resembled other small pamphlet-style books one might see at the check-out counter, exclaiming 'Lose 5 Inches In 10 Days' or 'Your Astrological Forecast'.

But the title of this one threw him. The cover was a faded blue with a white seagull, its wings spread across the entire page. Dark blue letters across the top told Mulder the title: 'The Writings of Richard Bach'.""

Post TFWID Mulder turns down Thanksgiving with Scully to brood over his loss and confusion. One of Scully's books enlightens his outlook, giving him hope.

Stephanie Lutz’s The Wheel

""He tilted his head back and looked up into the night sky. There was no moon, no stars. Heavy storm clouds had closed in as the sun was setting, blocking any chance of romantic night lights. Appropriate, he thought. Was she out there, somewhere, waiting for him now? As if in mocking answer to his question a smattering of raindrops struck his face.""

Post TFWID Scully lets Mulder have space to process before forcing comfort and understanding on him. He wants to believe; but she reasons they’ll always find each other, no matter what.

Meredith’s (Alt.) The Favor

""There are parts of that experience I can't let myself forget. My mind was influenced by outside elements, but in my regression I did see some truths. It's just taken me time to sort them out for myself."

She couldn't bear to ask which ones.

"She played a role," he continued in her silence, "and so did you. I just had to figure out where the truth ended and the deception began.""

Post TFWID Mulder and Scully assist Langly on a family member case involving a psychic. He’s already processed his feelings about the episode; and the two discuss how they get each other.

story_monger’s Searching Souls - Chapter 1

""No, stop, what are you doing?” Scully snatches at the bills, but Mulder slides them out of her reach, and before Scully can react the bartender has swung past to scoop up the pile.

“You can owe me a pizza or something,” Mulder promises her. He touches at her back. “C’mon, it’s getting late.”

Scully putters her lips and slides off the stool.

Post TFWID Mulder picks up and drives Scully home, rebutting her personal projection ideas and shocking her into believing his theory (even if only for one night.)

Christina M. Simmons‘s Near Death Experiences 01 & 02

""Eyes stared up at her from the yellowed tint of an ancient photo. Eyes that could have been green, or grey, or blue. A young man in a Confederate uniform, stern-faced... barely thirty, if that. It was the eyes that captured her, though. The expression in them.

Skeptical.

As though he didn't quite believe the camera would work. As though he wouldn't be satisfied until he saw the finished print.""

Post TFWID Scully decides that eternity is not long enough to debate her and Mulder’s ideas, seeking proof in Sullivan Biddle's journal for Mulder’s sake (and her own.) When there is only evidence to the contrary, she is reassured by his easy acceptance of her unbelief.

stellar_dust’s (Ao3) Instinct, With Better Light

""... You weren't in love with her, in this life."

"No .. no, I wasn't. If we'd met under different circumstances, ... maybe I could have been. But you're right, I wasn't."

"She wasn't in love with you, either."

"No. But she wanted to believe.""

Post TFWID Scully suggests that maybe Mulder and Melissa Ephesian were trapped in a terrible cycle because they weren’t “meant” to be.

@saintbellamys/starsonfire's First Dates and Soulmates

""A comfortable silence and then, "Do you ever think about it?"

Scully glanced at him with curiosity, her nose almost brushing his neck. "Think about what?"

"Our lives. If they could've been different. You told me once that it seems like there could only be one choice and the rest were wrong. There are signs and everything leads up to all these moments.""

Mulder takes Scully on their first date. While stargazing, he explains how wrong he his first soulmates theory was.

@sunsoakd/agenderleadingplayer’s I Wouldn't Change A Day

""And you know you're supposed to want to say yes. You know that part by heart know, know that she would want you to say yes –

Wouldn't she?

– but instead you think about it for a minute, a minute and a half, two. And the answer is no, because if you answered yes then who would she have? And you don't, you think, want to make it seem like you saved her from anything; you didn't, you didn't, she saved herself, you just helped when the tears came down too hard, but...

The answer is still...

"No." It's said with an exhale, an air of finality to it. No, I will not die for you, no I will never, because us, together, that's our whole deal, isn't it? Together. That's the deal, that always was.""

Scully asks (boyfriend) Mulder if he’d die for her. No; but Mulder knows she already has for him.

RocketMan/Darkstryder’s Mine 01, Mine 02, Mine 03

""In one brief flickering instant I could see the pain all behind her eyes. If I hadn't been looking directly at those sharp blues I wouldn't have even seen it. But I did. Fear and pain and hurt. She hurt for me. No.......she is hurting because she thinks I couldn't be her soul mate.

Even Scully wants a soul mate.

"You're mine," I whisper....""

AU-- Post TFWID Scully feels cut off from Mulder, sad and lovesick. When he realizes, he quickly corrects her misconception… then almost bungles it further. (But that doesn’t stop them from living their lives out together, finally gaining the afterlife in the next.)

Diadem’s Somewhere

""It was special. We had to say goodbye the following morning, and neither of us wanted to leave the other behind. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we walked down the main street of the little town.

We started talking about the Ephesian case. I don't know how we got on to it, but suddenly Mulder was asking me if I believed in past lives and reincarnation.""

AU-- Mulder and Scully finally admit their feelings… and then Mulder is shot. As he dies, Scully insists they will get this right when she finds him again.

@ghostbustermelanieking/skuls‘s a roll of stars and fade to black

""All but the third, but the M.O. is the same for all the cases,” says Skinner. “Trace evidence proves that all three victims were at Forrester’s apartment at one point or another. It's open and shut. He lured these people into his apartment, drugged them, and kept them for hours before allowing them to return home. We have him on kidnapping and use of an illegal drug.”

Mulder turns over restlessly in bed, sheets tangling around him. “Do we know why he did it?” Scully asks, watching Mulder out of the corner of her eye. She is worried about him. First the attack by Samuel Aboah, and now this. They end up in the hospital entirely too much.

“The notes found at his apartment included recaps of the victims’ time at his apartment, based what seems to be some kind of past life experiences specific to each victim....” Skinner clears his throat awkwardly. “We're confirming this theory with the victims now.”

AU-- A rewrite of the episode: Mulder, druggily flashes back to his deathbed in another life-- Sergeant Sullivan Biddle at his bedside-- and uses those recovered memories to probe deeper. Scully and Skinner, meanwhile, try to make sense of and solve the case.

Diana Alexander/Teresa Horne’s Not What It Seems

""It had all happened so fast that it makes my head spin. In fact, the memory is only a blur. Though the thought of giving Mulder up tears my heart to shreds, I could've done it. I could've accepted that Angela was his soulmate eventually, and left them both alone. I could have gone out and gotten a life. He never would have been burdened by my feelings, and I would have gone on, no matter what the cost.

I felt a trickle of blood run down my neck and glanced down. The knife had grazed my neck before Mulder realized what his "beloved" Angela was about to do. He aimed the gun and shot her. It could have been merely a reaction, what he was supposed to do under the circumstances.""

AU-- Mulder’s soulmate puts a knife to Scully’s throat; which leads to a more personal (if implied) revelation for him.

Erin M. Blair/Erin Blair’s Miss Series 04 - Miss You Four

""The truth is within our hearts and our love for each other.

I'm thankful that we're all together as a family. It will make us stronger somehow. When you told me of your epiphany that we were meant to be together, I knew then we were meant to be. I knew we were the true soulmates. Our souls connected through the spaces of time.""

AU-- S9 Mulder has returned with Will in tow; and spends his days, heart very full, watching his soulmate have everything she could ever have wanted out of life.

Thank you for reading~

Enjoy!

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someone you like! nineteen— highschool flashbacks (real!)

wc :: 0.916k | contains :: angst, fluff

today is gonna a great day, definitely

for one, it’s sunny but not too sunny that it’s scorching hot. it’s sunny enough to drink coffee—not iced, in the middle of the day without feeling too hot

you also found out from a reliable source that there’s also going to be a very long teacher’s meeting, that reliable source being ayaka, so you have a lot of free time today

last but not least, since today marks a new quarter it’s time to change seats! usually you dreaded changing seats, the bonds you had formed with them either disappeared into thin air after you’re not seatmates anymore or you simply keep it but you’re not as close as before.

but this quarter was an exception, why? because you utterly despised your current seatmate, kaeya alberich, whom was too flirty for his own good, had multiple girls wrapped around his finger, is surprisingly passing his classes, and cannot take a fucking hint.

so you greeted him one last time and not even and hour later, the teacher had finally rearranged your seating and this is where your unexpected love story had began to blossom

both you and xiao never expected to be close with each other nor gain feelings, but I guess sometimes expectations don’t really match reality. its been almost two months since you’ve fallen for and became friends with xiao and it’s heavily obvious to the class that you both like each other. why have both of you not noticed that yet? let’s just say you’re both very oblivious and in denial. that was the case,until…

yn its almost three fucking am

yeah? and it’s a saturday

you’re ruining our sleep schedules!

oh don’t act like it wasn’t ruined already

you chuckled. a few minutes ago, you and xiao were simply on your nightly calls and it just so happens that there’s a meteor shower tonight. so somehow you convinced xiao to sneak out and watch the meteor shower with you. both of you knew the meteor shower isn’t very visible from where you’re from yet you still snuck out like the lovesick teens you are.

it was also convenient that xiao’s house was just a street away from yours so meet ups like this weren’t uncommon. once you reached the field where you’re supposed to view the meteor shower from both of you just sat in a comfortable silence until you spoke up.

xiao?

yeah?

why do you keep agreeing with me and the shit i do

well someone’s gotta make sure nothing happens to you when you do crazy shit

hey!

you punched his shoulder lightly and he just chuckled in response

just admit that you like spending time with me

you joked—

yeah, i do

he answered softly

wha—

hey look the meteor shower’s starting!

you were cut off by him pointing at the sky.

while silently admiring the night sky both of you couldn’t help but share shy glances at each other.

it’s beautiful

you murmured, not taking your eyes off the view. he turned to you slightly and said—

yeah, it really is

xiao?

hm?

the moon is beautiful isn’t it?

he were speechless to say the least. so he just silently slipped his hand in yours and thankfully, you got the message and both of you just sat there with warm smiles on your faces as the moon shone down upon you.

this continued for a while as your secret rendezvous were now called secret dates, subtle flirting in public, intertwined pinkies below the table, but the question ‘what are we?’ remained. it hadn’t even passed your mind that you had no label on whatever you had with xiao till you had joint classes with another class and he got paired up with ganyu.

why do you keep asking about it so much?

just because

because?

i just wanna know if you’re sure about this—us.

he froze and it was silent for a while till he slung his bag over his shoulder and said

i have to go, i need to meed up with ganyu

do you still like her?

what are you talking about—

stop dodging the question, xiao.

i really have to go.

it’s a yes or no question xiao, why do you keep avoiding it—

I DON’T KNOW OKAY?

what..?

i said im not sure.

then what have we been doing all this time? have you been leading me on or something?

you asked as you raised your voice.

no— no, it’s not like that!

then what the hell have you even been doing? why are you doing all this stuff with me even though you aren’t sure yet?

your voice cracked.

just because you confessed yn, doesn’t automatically mean we’re dating!!

i know that! but who in their right mind would go on dates with someone who they aren’t even interested in??

then you shouldn’t have confessed

you’re blaming this on me??

you scoffed.

why are you trying to say it’s my fault that you can’t figure out your feelings?! i confessed because i wanted to let you know about my feelings, you’re the one who accepted them—

i never even said anything about accepting them. god, I don’t even know why i thought of accepting them.

he paused for a second to look at you, only to see tears falling down your cheeks.

no wait, I didn’t mean—

you cut him off by rushing away immediately to god knows where, but before you knew it you were already dialing the oh so familiar contact who would be the shoulder you’d cry on once again.

while xiao just stood there frozen for a while till he pulled out his phone and texted to cancel their meet up today as he made his way to the music room.

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