#hunny’s au’s

[soapyblubbles]

*.•° 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 °•.*

pairings: poly!marauders x nymph!reader

summary: james introduces you to his two friends

warnings: implied “sharing.” do with that what you will.

a/n: who was gonna tell me that i actually have to check my inbox to know if i have asks 🙊 anyways this is set before pieces of me !! this is dedicated to the anon who asked me about nymph!reader back in august 😭

You tug roughly on James’ arm, mindlessly cooing as you pull him deeper into the cave.

He doesn’t understand anything that you’re saying, but still he nods along enthusiastically, intently focused on each syllable that leaves your mouth. You had been surprised when he showed up earlier than usual, especially when you realized he had brought others along with him.

The two trail behind uncertainly, their rising alarm resting sour on your tongue.

The long-haired one made you especially wary.

He doesn’t show any outward signs of being nervous but you sense emotions better than most. His wild energy puts you on edge. His aura is bitter, like the unripe fruit that dangles from the trees that tower over you when you journey into the forest. There’s also a hint of sweetness reminiscent of the nectar that the bees sometimes bring you.

If the long-haired one is the fruit then the tall one is the branches, balancing out his companions' wild nature with his never ending patience. That’s not to say he doesn’t have any chaos of his own. You can feel it writhing underneath his skin, especially when he shifts around every now and again, rubbing the back of his neck in discomfort. Though you think that it might be because of how he’s forced to hunch over every now and again, the tips of his hair brushing against the jagged ceiling whenever the floor of the cave gets too uneven.

The taste of honey dew makes your mouth water, along with a richness similar to the dark colored treats James brings you every once in a while.

“Are we almost there?” James’ hushes them and a frown forms on both their faces. You peer at them with interest.

“James.” The tall one scolds, his throat raspy with sleep. “Don’t ignore us.”

He rolls his eyes, “Yes, yes, we’re almost there. Merlin, all you have to do is wait a few more bloody minutes.”

“Well excuse me if I decide to ask a couple questions when you drag me in the middle of the forbidden forest at this hour.” The tall one hisses back, looking far more lively than he had moments before.

You tug on James’ sleeve, straightening up as his attention instantly falls back to you. “Yes, love?”

You gesture to the cave, turning back to stick your tongue out at the two behind you. Although they're infinitely confused, there’s no doubting the fact that you’ve piqued their interest.

“Bloody brat.” The two mutter in unison.

James ignores them, trying his best to listen to your incomprehensible, but excited mutterings.

“Found the poor thing bathing in a creek when I was roaming around as Prongs.” James sighs, clutching his wand tightly as he walks the familiar path.

They stop just as you reach the entrance to what looks like a house, gazing around in awe as the glass bottles and mason jars start to come to life, fireflies moving around in them restlessly. The unnatural glow coming from the small pond by the back alcove couldn’t be from anything but magic. You lead them further into the room, pointing to the small collection of rocks and other random items, sorted in a chaotic manner.

“Wow.” The shorter one whispers breathlessly.

You push James on your makeshift bed, made up of moss and hay. You sidle up to his side with a contented hum. “Brought her some stuff when I could. But for now I figured I’d share her with m’best mates.”

They both pause at that.

“What?”

“Trust me, the poor thing can barely even understand us.” He assures his tall friend.

Seeing how unconvinced they still were, he sighs and turns to you. You perk up at his attention, letting the small stones you were messing with fall to the floor as you give him a bright smile.

“You’re just a dumb little nymph aren’t you?” He coos down at you. You nod along eagerly, eyes shining with adoration as he mocks you.

“Such a dumb girl, who’s my dumb girl, huh?” His voice was not unlike the voice one would use when speaking to a puppy and you just smiled along, practically bouncing in place at his upbeat tone. You latch onto his arm, fiddling with the fabric on his jacket.

James sighs at your actions, pulling you closer into him, your teeth making a soft ‘click’ every time you bite down on the material.

Sirius gives Remus a heavy look, the long haired boy looking doubtful when Remus walks over, hunching over you. His slender finger trails up and down your calf. “Such a pretty girl.”

You must’ve understood what he said because no sooner did those words leave his mouth, did your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him forward harshly.

With a speed that surprised even him, his arms shot out to either side of your head, letting out a loud groan as a few small rocks dug into his palms, just barely managing to stop himself from crushing you.

You let out a series of loud clicking and chirping noises, unaware of how improper your actions were. He lets out a huff, rising to his knees as you continue to babble nonsensically. “You don’t do that. You understand? Tha’s not nice and someone could’a gotten hurt.” His tone is firm and you squirm in place, peering up at him with wide eyes.

James had never spoken that way to you before.

Bashfully, you turn away from him, hiding your face in the crook of James’ neck. “Hey mate, don’t be rude to my best girl. Just cause I’m sharing ‘er doesn’t mean you need to be a prick to the poor thing.” He grumbles, petting your head softly.

Remus just sighs, shaking his head at you two before calling out, “Are y’just gonna stand there all evenin’?”

Sirius, who was still wandering around the cave, shook his head, as if coming out of a daze. “Sorry mate, s’just cool in here.” He moves to sit down, but freezes when your head snaps to him. You bare your teeth, hissing with furrowed brows as you eye the way he’s just a little too close to James.

James lets out a booming laugh as Sirius’ features morph into a scowl.

Remus slaps James’ arm. “Be nice.”

#hunnie posts ➷ #hunnie writes ☀︎ #poly!marauders x reader #poly marauders #james potter x reader #james potter blurb #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin blurb #sirius black x reader #sirius black blurb #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #nymph!reader #pieces of me au

[elizakai]

CAN YOU DRAW HORROR AS FAST AS YOU CAN💥🫵

our man🥰

#utmv #horror sans #horrortale #ut au #undertale #sans aus #asks #anon #traditional scribbles #my art IG #i love you horror hunny #bad sanses #sweet boy idec #i love all horrors #he might rip out your intestines but he’ll look cute doing it!

[hunni-hive]

Bear I love your jesters but they need a bit of angst so here moon losing

Au by @oobbbear

Phantom Soul Designs by @afloofwithmultipleinterests

💖💖💖💖

#hunni art #sun fnaf #moon fnaf #fnaf x undertale #sb au #oobbbear

[sirtouchstarved]

okay but dude.

Scientist x Radio show host needs to be an au.

And it doesn't even have to necessarily be a Nightvale au, but just scientist x radio show host. Kind of like how you have flower shop owner x tattoo artist aus ya know?

Istg Cecilos scientist x radio show host is just so fuckin iconic it just needs its very own au.

i for one vouch to start this movement if it has already not been. i swear i will make this happen with my own bare hands if necessary, in the name of Cecilos. o7

#cecilos #welcome to night vale #scientist x radio show host #i will make this a thing #and if it already exists then drop the link hunny #but no like seriously its so fucking iconic perfect and works so well it just needs to become an au

[callsign-bunnie]

More Synthetic Emotions/Sci Fi AU? I’m feral it sounds so good!!!!

Here's a first part for Soap's storyline!

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Pain was an odd sort of thing. Even while mostly shut down, Johnny could feel it, coursing over every wire and inch of synthetic skin he had. He’d been shut down for 346 days. He couldn’t see, he couldn’t hear, he could hardly update himself, all he could do was hurt. 

The last customer had been… rough. Johnny had never had one like him before, though he’d heard of them. He’d had fun playing with every negative response that Johnny had programmed, and then… he’d broken something. Johnny had a feeling it was his neck, as he’d lost the ability to control the rest of his body at some point. 

Then, he’d been shut down. 

He had to have been malfunctioning, humans wouldn’t feel pain after their necks snapped, but he did. Everywhere. It was… negative. It would be positive for it to stop. He wanted it to stop.

Something clanged against his skull and then his eyelids were opening. A man stared at him, clearly examining over his face. He still couldn’t control his body, but the pain slowly faded until it was just a memory in his hard drive. “Ah, so you do work!” The man said, cheerfully, a cigar hanging out of the corner of his mouth.

Johnny wondered how he had one of those, smoking had been outlawed at least a year before. 

He went to speak before a bright red ERROR was being flashed in front of his vision. The man frowned. “Huh… odd. I thought I fixed that.” He sighed and then he was going around to Johnny’s back. Johnny took the opportunity to look around, taking in his location.

It appeared to be a garage, a small one, likely one attached to a house. Individually owned houses were rarer and rarer. This man would have to be significantly wealthy, or important enough to have been given one. “Bloody hell-” the man cursed and then Johnny’s jaw loosened.

He was careful as he tried it out, running a small diagnostics. No rust, there had better not be any since he was made from metal meant to prevent that, but it looked like he had a hydraulic blockage preventing his jaw from moving. “Hello.”

“You have a very thick accent.” The man commented, coming back. “You’re programmed to be Scottish? Makes sense, that’s where Mactavish Corp is from.”

“All I said was hello.” Johnny answered, his eyes following the man. “My name is Johnny.”

The man smiled at him, sitting down in a stool and then Soap’s chest cavity was being opened. His bottom half was covered by a loose set of boxers. Odd.

“Where am I?” Johnny finally asked, opening a program that allowed him to take notes, before frowning as he noticed more programming had been added. Firearms, combat, drills. “You’ve added programming?”

“I have. And, you’re in London, right now.” The man answered, adjusting something in his chest, before reaching his arm up into his chest cavity and then Johnny found himself able to move his arms and legs again. He lifted his hand, looking over it, and frowning at tattoos. He hadn’t had those before. “Ah. Most Sergeant bots have them, it’ll help you blend in, better.”

“Sergeant bot? I am not a Sergeant bot.” Johnny frowned. “I’m an Escort bot.”

“You were an escort bot.” The man sighed. Johnny scanned his face, startled to be brought up with the name John Price. He was a war hero, apparently, highly regarded in the military. “I will say, you must have been very popular in your company.”

“Thank you.” Johnny chuckled, softly, pride popping up as the correct response. “I was, yes. But… I think that’s over now.”

John Price looked very surprised. “You… think?”

“Obviously I don’t actually think, I make conclusions based on evidence I am given. However, customers prefer bots who can pretend.” Johnny replied, chuckling again. This man was amusing. “I can pretend.”

“You’re very good at it.” John Price hmphed and then he was connecting a wire to a tablet, and words were scrolling over his eyes. Too fast for him to take in, his processing had never been the fastest. “Distractible, clever, and witty. Personality type 34. My Gaz has personality type 12.”

Johnny pulled up the specifications of that type. Intelligent, witty, and quiet are the key traits of this personality. A rarer choice as this personality type tends to be shy, but will talk back. “I knew an escort bot with that personality. I can’t remember his name.”

“It’s a rare choice.” John Price murmured. “I was ribbed rather harshly for it by some of my fellow soldiers. But I don’t regret it.”

“Why did you add new programming?”

John Price’s face softened. “You are becoming a Sergeant Bot. Or… you’ll be pretending to be one. You’ll be under the charge of a Simon Riley, but everyone calls him Ghost. He needs the distraction, his last Sergeant bot was… destroyed. Burnt to a crisp.”

“How awful…” Johnny frowned. “Is that why you chose an escort bot?”

“No. I saw that you were still functional, still aware. So… I rescued you.” John Price sighed and finally closed Johnny’s chest cavity. “You’ll have a new look, and I’ve added tattoos. Your new name is Soap.”

“Soap?”

“It’s customary for Sergeant Bots to have an odd name. A callsign.” John Price murmured, doing something to Soap’s head before he seemed satisfied and all text disappeared from his vision. He glanced around the room, seeing several new features, including something called “Piercing Perspective”. Activating it allowed him to highlight firearms in the house and he could see a man was moving upstairs, sitting on a couch. 

A woman appeared to be in the same room, her footsteps highlighting through the ceiling. He enhanced his hearing, listening carefully, and noting that the pattern of her footsteps lent to pacing, a behavior humans partook in when worried. I don’t know if this is really going to work.

Trust him, Kate. Who’s going to know?

If The Society finds out… if… He finds out, it’ll be a catastrophe.

Kate.

Soap frowned to himself, blinking and finally turning the mode off. He searched the net for The Society, but found nothing. Not a single trace of them. John Price was staring at him, his expression unreadable, even to Soap. This man must have had a lot of training to do it, because Soap’s Emotional Recognition System was meant to pick up on any microexpression, any change in features. To be able to thwart that would be… very impressive. 

“Can you tell me more about Ghost?”

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[hunny-bxscuit]

Ok but imagine... Macaque and SWK are on a call. SWK redeems enough bits to ask him to play a game (HIS game ofc) and Macaque complains about being forced to play it the whole time but a pop-up appears at the bottom of the screen every time he takes a screenshot. Eventually he looks at chat and doesn't understand why everyone's going "so who's gonna tell him?", "Monkey caught simping in 4K", etc.

(Based on a personal experience while streaming my screen to a friend. I didn't know Steam did that...)

HOLD ON, STEAM DOES THAT??? HOLY SHIT 😭😭😭

Macaque having stacked up notification bars of him taking screenshots that he doesn't notice whenever Sun Wukong cutscenes/dialogues are on screen and he's TRYING to suppress a smile every time he does 💀

When he finally realizes it he just,,, blue screens like;

And ends the stream right then and there LMAO. Wukong and Macaque are SO gonna have awkward interactions after that AHAHHAHDHS

#lmk #shadowpeach #btw this is a good idea anon i hope you don't mind if i turn it into a small crack comic sometime in the future 👀 #bc I'm still tryina make/figure out the next parts of the gamer au 😭 #i never really had a plot for it i just go along with the flow LMAO #oh my god i love these idiots sm #hunny answers

[screamingbluepanda]

Cannot believe the first thing I'm posting drawing wise is a drawpile doodle but here we are-

Decided to join @maudiemoods magma and drew my bois

Sunrise and Darkside my beloved 🥺💙

Warmup Sun doodle under the cut

He's crunchy but we love him ok

#blue panda draws #sunrise and darkside #ocs #sunny hunny why are you so hard to draw why did I design you in this way #yes these two are based on sun/moon ofc lol but they arent for an au. they are doods I made for a story me and wife are doing c:

[sallertiafabrica]

Kwamis, faeries, and other creatures

#Trickster AU #Nooroo #Trixx #Wayzz #Pollen #Fluff #Brocc #Heehaw #Hunni #ml kwamis #French Fae Court #Miracle Court #Ladybug Classic #sketches #Sal Draws

[snowy-bones]

*Looking out into the what once was..

At least I could say....I was happy in a dream once...

#Sugar Star #Sugar!swap #sugar!swap sans #sugarswap #underswap #underswap au #undertale #undertale au #my art #my au #my oc/alter #snowy-bones #i haven't seen you in so long sugar bby where have you been?! #it's literally been a year #sugar star hunny #where have you been

[awholeclxwn]

Binary: *makes spaghetti * come eat guys :)

he was getting his makeup done

guppy belongs to @satellite-starss

#my art #ask! #friend!! #sans oc #sans ocs #sans au #stakic!! #hunni!! #binary!error #binary error!! #guppy!! #stars!!

[spaciebabie]

HAHAHA BITES YOU SHAKES YA AROUND LOVE YA SPACIE/P

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#submission #HELLO THEY LOOK SO CUTE IN YOUR STYLE?????????? #MY BAYU BABY #HUNNI ILY #LUNI MY BELOVED IM SCREAMING KICKING AND YELLING #KICKING MY FEETIES AND GIGGLING YOUR HONOR IM #oc: luni luna #fnaf ass hell #au: fnaf ass hell #HEADBUTTS YOU

[soapyblubbles]

*⚬‧✩˚‧ 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 ‧˚✩‧⚬*

pairings: james potter x nymph!reader

warnings: grinding, implied smut, etc.

a/n: written on my phone a long ass time ago… I figured I should probably start posting something if I wanted to start writing on this platform lol (I had to come back in and edit this because for some reason it didn't have half of the actual scene in the post. So to make up for that I added more to it)

“Fuck- you can’t- don’t touch there.” His voice is strained and his jaw is clenched. There’s something dark in his eyes as he looks at you.

You whine, pouting at him as you tilt your head in a pleading manner. Resting you chin on James’ chest, you peer up at him with doe eyes, “Why?”

He lets out a frustrated groan, “Fuck- M’sorry love, you jus’ can’t. Pads and Moony will get-“

"Oh come on Prongs, she's practically gagging for it." Sirius says from the doorway. His black leather jacket is slung over his shoulders and the lit cigarette is dangling from his puckered lips. He watches the two of you with kissed eyes, "Giver her what she's begging for. I would."

Sirius rolls his eyes. "Moony will be fine. We need to break her in anyways."

One look at your wide eyes and James cracks, pulling you onto his lap. "M'gonna teach you something love- s'gonna be so fun."

You perk up at the word fun, knowing that anytime James says it it's always true. "Fun?"

"Yeah- fun. You know fun, right love?" You nod eagerly, forgetting to respond as you cling to James' forearm tightly.

"Words." Sirius calls out boredly, taking a drag of his cigarette. You frown, brows furrowing as you look at Sirius. "Know fun. Promise."

"Of course you do," James placates before Sirius can snap back a response, "because you're my good girl." He scoots you along his torso until your thighs are slung around his waist. "Now, what you're gonna do is-" His rough palms grip your hips tightly and roll you forward. You gasp at the unfamiliar feeling that shoots between your legs. "-grind your pretty little pussy on m'abs. Okay princess?"

"But Jamie.." You trail off with a gasp as he does it again, both of your gazes zeroing in on the action.

"Yes or no question, pup." Sirius chimes in, still standing in the same spot though he looks infinitely more interested now.

"Kay Jamie, will." You nod your head resolutely, letting James slowly start to guide your hips along the crevices of his toned stomach.

"Good girl."

#hunnie writes ☀︎ #dark hunnie ☾ #feral!reader #nymph!reader? #that’s what it’s intended to be #james potter x reader #james potter #James potter centered #sirius black x reader #sirius black #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin #poly marauders #poly!marauders #poly marauders x reader #the marauders #implied smut #pieces of me au

[breadedsinner]

You say Sebastian Vael would protest the Barbie Movie. I say Sebastian Vael would stoked to take his kids, all of them in pink, and take pictures in the box setups. We are not the same.

#DA Tag #Prince Hunny #Ngl I saw fanart of Mr Miguel Spiderman w his daughter at the theatre and they were both wearing pink tutus #And part of it is because Mt Miguel Spiderman looks like he could be Seb's uncle #But I saw that and I was like a modern AU dad Seb would one hundo do that too

[hunni-hive]

Honestly I really fascinated by the sb soul eater au that @maudiemoods made so I decided to draw their Sun ☀️ I love the design so much.

#hunni art #maudiemoods #sundrop #sb au

[callsign-bunnie]

Slasher... Haunted House?

Rodolfo hates haunted houses. He's desensitised to them so they don't scare him and he can think of about a million better things to do than to go to a haunted house. However, when Soap uses the money for a movie they were planning to see in order to go to a Haunted House and make his exes jealous... well, he doesn't exactly get the choice.

However, while there he meets a scare actor dressed as one of the slashers from his favorite Slasher film and he decides he doesn't mind so much...

--

Rodolfo hated haunted houses. So he wasn’t quite sure why he was letting Soap, his best friend, drag him to one with him and Gaz. Likely, probably, it had to deal with the fact that he didn’t exactly want to be alone on Halloween. He didn’t have a good reason why, he just… didn’t want to be alone.

Thankfully, Gaz wasn’t the biggest fan of parties, either, though he’d go to them so if Rodolfo found something else to do, generally Gaz would opt out and so Soap was the one going alone or missing the parties. Though, after Soap’s latest break up with his on again off again thing he had with Gaz’s adopted brother and said brother’s boyfriend, Roach and Ghost respectively, he had seemed to be opting out of parties. 

Rodolfo didn’t really understand why, but Soap would just mumble something about “just not wanting to go and why does he have to be questioned about everything” and Rodolfo just didn’t want to end up arguing with him, so he’d just nod and say he understood, even though he really didn’t. Whatever, it was Soap’s business.

Anyway, Rodolfo hated haunted houses for a few reasons. One, the scare actors usually went to his college and he’d seen those guys shit faced drunk and shitting all over themselves and just… it was hard to find any of them that scary after that. Two, he was a fan of horror films and creepy content, in general, so they weren’t scary enough. Which meant he was running through a house with the weirdest fucking themes, chasing Soap and Gaz while they actually got scared.

Rodolfo raised an eyebrow as he finally took stock of what his best friend was wearing, watching Soap straighten a leather jacket around himself. “...Soap.”

“Yes, Rudy?” Soap said, his tone innocent sounding, but Rodolfo caught on, immediately.

Rodolfo knew Ghost currently worked at a scare attraction for the season, but he hadn’t quite thought it might be this one. Surely, Soap would have wanted to pick a different one? But, he watched Soap fluff up the overgrown mohawk he had and spend way too long checking himself out in the mirror, and he knew immediately. “You are not just going to this to make Ghost jealous.”

“You’re right. Because Roach works at one of the counters. I’m making them both jealous.” Soap hummed. 

Gaz snorted, having been sitting on Soap’s bed. “Watch it, Soap.”

“I’m watching it!” Soap grinned, checking his sleeves. “Besides, I doubt either will even notice me, regardless.”

Rodolfo winced, hoping Soap would not start to complain about, at the very least, Roach while Gaz was right there. Gaz and Soap had gotten into a few arguements because Gaz would take Roach’s side when Soap would inevitably break up with the pair, and Soap would get defensive and then Rodolfo was listening to them argue while he debated blowing his brains out to not have to listen to it, anymore. 

Thankfully, however, Soap didn’t say anything else and went to grab his keys before Gaz was perking up, smiling at his phone. “I won’t be coming. I’ll venmo you the money for my ticket.” He was up out of the bed in a flash, and Soap and Rodolfo shared a look. 

Gaz was in a long distance relationship with a guy named Alex and sometimes, he’d randomly come to their town and so Gaz would drop everything to see him. Rodolfo didn’t care, because Gaz got so little time with him, and Soap wasn’t allowed to care because he was similar. So, both waved bye, hardly getting a chance to do anything else as Gaz rushed downstairs. Moving to the window revealed that Alex was indeed down there, leaning against a beat up truck and grinning when Gaz came outside. 

Alex opened the door for Gaz, like a perfect gentleman, and Gaz kissed him before getting in. “They’re cute.” Soap snorted and Rodolfo smiled, a little jealous. He’d love a relationship like Gaz had but… he wasn’t going to put his heart on the line to try to aquire one. 

“Come on.” Soap sighed, shaking his head. 

Rodolfo sighed, grabbing his hoodie and tugging it on. “Please don’t make a scene, Soap… Also, don’t ditch me, either! You’re making them jealous, not having a fucking hookup.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Soap huffed, half glaring at him. “I have self control, you know?”

Rodolfo wasn’t sure he agreed with that, but he didn’t voice that, instead just following Soap outside to Soap’s jeep. “Can we at least get dinner after this?”

“I would never turn that down.” Soap made a face as he got into the car with Rodolfo, chuckling. “I love food.”

“I didn’t think you would, just thought I’d ask.” Rodolfo relaxed, very glad. “You know, there are easier ways to make them jealous.”

“Those ways are boring. Besides, unlike you, I like haunted houses. I like being scared.”

“So do I!” Rodolfo defended, huffing. “I just don’t find them scary. I know they’re just people in masks, and we go to college with half of them. Trust me, I don’t enjoy not being scared at them.”

Soap snorted, softly. “They’re not even meant to be that scary, they’re just meant to be fun. Exhilerating or whatever.”

“I’m sure I’d find them plenty exhilerating if they were actually scary.” Rodolfo mumbled, leaning against the door and looking out the window. Thankfully, Soap didn’t respond, so he fell silent as well and leaned his head against the window before perking up, slightly. “Are we still going to see that movie next week?”

Rodolfo loved the movie series, Slasher Fieldtrip. They were on the twelth film, and yeah it was getting kind of corny, but he liked it for that. The scares were decent and the plot, while convoluted, was fairly interesting. 

Soap winced, hard. “Yeah, about that…”

“Soap.”

“So, I used the money for that to pay for our tickets tonight.” Soap mumbled, parking in the parking lot. “But, I get a bonus at work so I thought maybe we could go to the next showing, instead.”

Rodolfo stared at his friend, having several strings of words run through his head, though none would be kind to him. Instead, he settled on cussing in Spanish and getting out of the car, slamming the door. “Rudy, wait!” Soap called, running around the car. “The showing was sold out, anyway!”

“Why couldn’t you have asked??” Rodolfo rounded on him, crossing his arms. 

“Because you would have said no!”

“Exactly!!” Rodolfo cried. “I was looking forward to that movie! I’ve been wanting to see it all year! God, you’re such an ass!”

“I’m sorry…” Soap pleaded, putting his hands together. “I’m still going to get tickets for two weeks, it’ll just be… two weeks.”

Rodolfo rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry about it… I got some of my grants returned so I have money, finally.” He’d had a job but he’d had to quit for a few reasons and now he was without income. Soap had insisted he didn’t have to find a job so quickly so he could just study for the rest of the semester, but Rodolfo had known better. He should have gotten another job… 

Whatever.

Rodolfo took a deep breath. He’d been supposed to pay back the money for the tickets, anyway, instead he’d just pay for it and Soap could completely cover that night. 

Soap winced. “I’m sorry… I just really wanted to come, tonight, and… and…”

“It’s alright.” Rodolfo sighed and pat his arm. “I’ll just pay for the movie, it’s okay. Come on, we should get in to get our tickets checked.” 

Soap hesitated before nodding a little and Rodolfo went up to the ticket booth. He wasn’t shocked at all to see Roach was there, frowning when Roach’s eyes went wide at seeing them. ‘What are you doing here??’

Soap grinned, leaning against the counter. “I have prepurchased tickets in the system. Johnny Mactavish?”

‘Soap. Go home.’

“Nope. I have tickets.”

Rodolfo blinked a little. Well, the breakup had to be bad, because why else would Roach be insisting Soap go home? “Roach, can we please just have our tickets?”

Roach looked between them, almost looking… nervous. Soap had clearly caught on, because now he frowned, raising an eyebrow. “What’s going on, Roach?” His tone had softened and Rodolfo resisted rolling his eyes, looking away. Soap could pretend to be all vindictive but if Roach even whimpered, Soap would fold.

Rodolfo narrowed his eyes when he saw Roach pick up on it, immediately, stepping forward and sticking his hand out before Roach could take advantage of it. “Stamp. Tickets.”

Roach jumped and then he glared at Rodolfo, which just proved Rodolfo correct. ‘Alright.’ He signed before checking the system and then he stamped both of the back of their hands.

Rodolfo smiled and nodded. “Thanks, Roach.” Then, he took Soap’s arm and dragged him to the entrance to the military themed part of the attraction. Really it was more of a “scare park” as most of it was outside and it was made of thirteen different attractions with thirteen different themes. But, it was still called a haunted house on the website. “You know, you need to get better at not immediately folding.”

“Shut it.” Soap mumbled, avoiding Rodolfo’s eyes. “He looked upset.” They both glanced back and Rodolfo frowned as he saw Roach had left, appearing to be running off behind a wall.

“Mhm.” Rodolfo chuckled, standing in line with him. 

They went through the first few attractions fairly quickly, though Rodolfo kept an eye out for Ghost, having a feeling that if Roach gave Ghost any indication that Soap was in the mood to cave, Ghost may try it and god the whole reason they came was to make them jealous, not for Soap to get back with them, so Rodolfo was going to keep that from happening if it killed him.

Well, maybe not if it killed him.

Thankfully, Rodolfo was fairly certain Ghost worked on the second to last attraction, which was Slasher themed. He apparently dressed up as one of the killers from Slasher Fieldtrip that year, which involved military gear and a white skull mask. 

Rodolfo did notice that Soap was also glancing everywhere, rolling his eyes. “I thought you were making them jealous.” He teased, laughing when Soap blushed dark red. “You’re not very good at it.”

“I can’t exactly make them jealous when I can’t find them, now can I??” Soap huffed, loudly. “You’re an asshole.”

“I’m a correct asshole.” Rodolfo teased, shaking his head. “Regardless, you’re not doing a very good job.” He said, following Soap to the attraction that was just before the Slasher attraction. “I’m guessing you made sure Ghost was working tonight?”

“I triple checked.” Soap nodded a bit. “He’s working and doing his usual bit.”

Rodolfo snorted, softly, and then sighed, following him into the attraction. This one was a bit more houselike, though it was a collapsible house built out of shit plywood and held up by wire framing. Still, he appreciated it.

Though… he remembered there being more scare actors. In fact, there didn’t seem to be any, just the usual animatronics which, he’d admit those got him a little. They freaked him out, he didn’t like them. “Hey, Rudy?” Soap asked, startling Rodolfo as he jumped back from a doll sitting up. “I think we might be alone in here.”

“That’s… weird.” Rodolfo frowned, looking around and realizing that he didn’t really see or hear other customers, either. “That’s really weird.”

Though, he did wonder if it was meant to be a way to make the attraction creepier. Rodolfo would admit… it was working. Already, he felt unnerved by their being alone and he moved closer to Soap, biting the inside of his lip. “I’m sorry for saying they’re not scary.” He mumbled.

Soap snorted. “Lets just try to get out as fast as possible.”

Rodolfo agreed and they both quickly continued through the path in the fake house. Rodolfo was quickly reminded how fucking big the house was, as they had trouble finding their way through without the usual employee guiding him.

“Fuck!” Soap growled, after a bit. “I signed up for a haunted house, not a fucking escape room.”

Rodolfo snorted, irritated as well. “You have your phone, right? We’ll just split up and call each other when one of us finds the door. Just… text me if you find one of your exes, please?”

Soap glared at him and didn’t say anything, just heading off, so Rodolfo took that as an agreement and turned to another direction, starting to look through rooms. Fuck, this place was a maze when you didn’t have a guide… 

He soon came across a kitchen, though it was fairly small. Each room seemed to be exactly the same size, likely meant for ease when taking the house down and putting it together.

Rodolfo looked around, looking for an exit point and relaxing when he saw one to the dining room, where he remembered there usually was a fire exit. He wouldn’t count on that exit, but it would be nice if they couldn’t find anything else. Instead, he just curiously looked around the kitchen, never getting a chance to really look at any part of this specific attraction since he was usually sprinting through with Soap. 

So, he went up to the fake stove, snorting as he saw it was just cardboard. The dials didn’t even appear to be able to turn, which Rodolfo found amusing. He liked it, that most of this seemed to have been crafted.

Footsteps sounded behind him.

He startled, whipping around and half expecting to see Soap, but instead he couldn’t see anyone. “Soap?” He did hear some noise in response but… it sounded like sobs. 

Rodolfo tensed, unsure he wanted to see what the source might be… But, he pushed through it, going to the doorway between the kitchen and the dining room. On the table was a woman, who was screaming through duct tape.

Above her stood a figure, dressed exactly like one of the killers from the Slasher film. “No!” He cried as the figure brought a knife down into her chest, ripping it down her torso and spraying blood everywhere. 

Rodolfo immediately felt nauseous, covering his mouth, and only able to stare in shock as she writhed, screaming in pain, before she slowed until she went limp and the figure was dragging her off the table and out of the room, the eyes behind the mask making eye contact with him the entire time.

Alright… that one got him. 

The figure re-emerged from the other room shortly after, standing in the doorway and staring at Rodolfo. It was… fairly intimidating, Rodolfo would admit, but it didn’t scare him now that he’d caught on. “That’s my favorite movie series.” He said, smiling to show he wasn’t scared.

At first, the figure tilted his head before he was pulling off the mask, revealing a very attractive face underneath. “Really? It’s mine, too.” The man grinned at him and then he came up to stand in front of Rodolfo.

“You’re not very scary.” Rodolfo murmured, though he blushed at the other being this close. 

“No?” The man tilted his head, still grinning. Fake blood was splattered across his face in a way that Rodolfo was embarrassed to admit was very attractive. He would admit to maybe having a thing for hot guys covered in blood and wearing masks. 

Maybe.

Rodolfo shrugged, biting the inside of his lip. “I don’t think so… What’s your name?”

“My real name, I’m guessing?” The other chuckled and Rodolfo rolled his eyes, earning another laugh. “It’s Alejandro. Can I ask yours?”

“My name is Rodolfo.” Rodolfo nodded, smiling up at Alejandro. He really wasn’t that scary, now, it’d more just caught Rodolfo off guard. “Is the black masked one your favorite?”

“Oh, absolutely.” Alejandro nodded, inspecting over the black skull mask. “Which one is yours?”

“That one.” Rodolfo gestured to the mask. “My friend is partial to the white mask, but he has a thing for awkward guys.”

“So… then I’m guessing your type is tall… charismatic…” Alejandro murmured, stepping even closer to Rodolfo. “Confident…”

Rodolfo shivered when Alejandro right in front of him, having to crane his neck a little to look up at him. Not much, not nearly as much as he had to for Ghost, but it was enough to notice. “Maybe…”

“Maybe?” Alejandro chuckled, and the hand holding the knife reached to touch Rodolfo’s chin, tilting Rodolfo’s head back, more.

Rodolfo’s breath hitched at the action and he shivered a little, moving his eyes to Alejandro’s lips. His own parted as he tried to keep his breath even. “You got something wrong…”

“Oh?”

“The black mask uses an axe, not a knife.” Rodolfo moved his eyes back to Alejandro’s, blushing when saw the clear amusement in them. 

Alejandro chuckled, softly. “I didn’t like how any of the fake axes looked.”

Rodolfo decided that was a fair response. “Do you always treat guests like this?”

“Usually they pretend to be a little more scared. Jokingly beg for their lives.” Alejandro shrugged, finally releasing Rodolfo’s face. “But… you don’t seem like the type to beg.”

“I could pretend.” Rodolfo offered, before changing his expression to be a bit more scared. “Please don’t kill me… I don’t want to die…”

Alejandro’s face lit up and he grinned again, stepping forward in a way that forced Rodolfo to have to back up, though Rodolfo didn’t mind and even played into it, letting his breath quicken and pretending to be afraid. “You’re too pretty for me to kill…”

Rodolfo turned dark red from the compliment, gasping as he hit the wall behind him and reaching behind himself to grasp at the doorframe behind him. Well… Alejandro wanted him to pretend, didn’t he? 

So, he moved to the side, attempting to turn and run, though he did not get very far, lifted up by his waist and then carried over to the table where the fake blood was still pooled everywhere. However, Alejandro did lay out something over it before slamming Rodolfo into it. 

The action went straight to Rodolfo’s groin and he gasped, staring up at Alejandro in shock before yanking him down by the collar, kissing him. A pleased sound came from Alejandro before he was shoving his gloved hands up under Rodolfo’s hoodie and shirt and Rodolfo gasped at the sensation on his skin, keening up into him.

Alejandro’s mouth soon moved down to his jaw and neck, biting over it in a rough manner that had Rodolfo moaning and whining, trying to grasp at Alejandro’s clothes to yank him closer. “Eres hermoso… Killing you would be such a waste…”

Rodolfo dug his nails in when Alejandro bit a sensitive part of his neck too hard, arching into him. “Would fucking me be a waste, too?”

“God, what a mouth.” Alejandro laughed, lowly, and pulled away, slightly. “I like it.”

Rodolfo laid back on the table, looking up at Alejandro through his lashes. “Please?”

“How could I say no to that…” Alejandro teased, his eyes raking over Rodolfo’s body before his hands moved down to the waistband of Rodolfo’s jeans. Rodolfo lifted his hips to help Alejandro pull them down and then he moved to wrap his legs around Alejandro’s waist, laughing when he saw Alejandro fish out a little bottle out of his pocket.

Rodolfo shook his head, “I’d tease you for having a clear goal, but hey, I fell for it.”

Alejandro only grinned at him in response before he was coating his fingers and pushing two in, the gloves providing an odd sensation that Rodolfo wasn’t entirely sure he liked or not. Even still, he was distracted by the pain, tensing and digging his nails into his palms. 

“Shh…” Alejandro murmured, leaning down and then his free hand was soothing over Rodolfo’s hair.

The action startled him, especially considering they’d just been pretending Alejandro was going to kill Rodolfo, but he still found himself melting into it and pulling Alejandro closer, kissing over his neck. Alejandro released a breath when he did so, starting to work his fingers in and out. “I’m shocked I could get both in, you’re so tight…”

Rodolfo let out a breathy laugh around the pain, burying his face in Alejandro’s shoulder to try to distract himself. Soon, though, he relaxed and Alejandro was pushing in a third finger, which just restarted the cycle, repeating on the fourth until both were satisfied and then Alejandro was moving away for a moment. 

However, he didn’t take too long to push in and Rodolfo tensed, immediately, as Alejandro was much bigger than he was expecting. “Fuck- Fuck, wait wait, I need a moment…” Rodolfo quickly said, lightly tapping Alejandro’s arms. 

It had very quickly overwhelmed him and he took slow, deep breaths, throwing his arm over his face to block out even the mild light. “Take your time…” Alejandro murmured, leaning down and kissing over Rodolfo’s arm. The action was soft and soothing, and it definitely helped Rodolfo to relax a little.

Finally, once he was relaxed, he nodded to let Alejandro know he could move, blushing when Alejandro moved his arm off his face. Alejandro stroked his fingers down the side of Rodolfo’s face before he was suddenly thrusting fully in, causing Rodolfo to cry out. 

Alejandro did not give Rodolfo a moment to recover, pulling out before thrusting back in and then repeating at a brutal pace that had Rodolfo crying out with every single movement. Pleasure coursed through his body, barely giving him a chance to breathe.

Rodolfo reached up and wrapped his arms around Alejandro’s shoulders, pulling him as close as physically possible and burying his face in his shoulder while he was fucked into. Alejandro groaned into his shoulder before biting harshly into it, the pain elevated by Rodolfo’s hoodie still being there and spreading the pain over a wider area. 

“Fuck…” Rodolfo whimpered, arching into Alejandro at a sharp thrust. “You’re tearing me apart…”

Alejandro growled into him, only fucking him harder at the statement. Something about it was feral, animalistic, and Rodolfo loved it more than he could possibly state, desperately clawing at Alejandro’s back, instead. 

Alejandro’s tongue dragged up and down his neck before occasionally biting him harshly, his hands moving down to drag Rodolfo further down the table so he could thrust in even harder, and Rodolfo felt like he couldn’t breathe, now practically screaming with each thrust. He covered his mouth to muffle himself, not sure he wanted any other potential scare actors to hear, while Alejandro continued to pull him apart, piece by piece.

Soon, too soon, Rodolfo felt his stomach clench and he whimpered, tapping Alejandro’s shoulder. Alejandro barely grunted in response, his hand wrapping around Rodolfo’s cock instead and starting to stroke him in time with his thrusts, which had Rodolfo’s vision whiting out as it pushed him over the edge, forcing him to bite into his own hand to keep from screaming at the top of his lungs.

Barely moments later, Alejandro’s own movements were jerking and stuttering as he cursed and growled, the sensation so fucking hot.

Then, Alejandro collapsed into Rodolfo’s chest, while Rodolfo panted and came down from the high. Fuck… Rodolfo wasn’t sure anything was ever going to top this, which was embarrassing to admit. “You should come back next year.” Alejandro chuckled and Rodolfo laughed, unsure he disagreed. 

But, he didn’t respond, instead wincing as Alejandro pulled out and disposed of a condom in a nearby trashcan. Then, Rodolfo started to drag himself up, blushing when Alejandro helped him to get off the table and politely looked away while Rodolfo fixed his clothing. 

“Do you have a pen?” Rodolfo asked, after Alejandro was rearranged as well.

Alejandro frowned and tilted his head before getting out a sharpie, which Rodolfo gladly accepted before taking Alejandro’s arm, rolling up the sleeve and shivering when he saw tattoos. Fuck, it was a good thing he hadn’t seen those, before… It’d be a lot harder not to break character sooner. Instead, Rodolfo found a clean patch and wrote his phone number down, giving Alejandro a flirty smile. “Call me?”

“Oh, absolutamente, hermoso.” Alejandro grinned at him, pulling his sleeve back down and taking the sharpie. “I’ll bring an axe next time. Really make it real.”

“You better.” Rodolfo teased and then winced, remembering why he’d even been there in the first place. “Can you um… show me how to get out?”

“Of course.” Alejandro offered an arm, which Rodolfo blushed at and accepted. 

“You’re such a gentleman.” Rodolfo teased, smiling at the laugh he earned. “I hope the next killer treats me similar.”

“Not me! You may not come back.” Alejandro laughed and Rodolfo blushed dark. “I’ll have to tell everyone else to back off.”

“Possessive already?” Rodolfo joked, biting the inside of his lip. “I guess I have no choice but to come back.”

“Good.” 

Rodolfo shook his head in amusement, glad when they finally made it to the exit. “Call me.” He reminded and relaxed when Alejandro grinned and nodded, before he finally exited, looking around for Soap and frowning deeply when he saw Soap was sitting on the hood of a cop car, a blanket wrapped around him. Soap was clearly upset, and Rodolfo tilted his head at the sheer number of cops startled him. “Soap!” He called, rushing over. “What happened??”

“Rodolfo! Steaming hell, you’re okay!” Soap quickly jumped off the car. “I managed to find the exit and when I came out, I found all of these cops and… and… I… Someone was killing people… Or someones. Three someones, dressed like the slashers from the film you like. They started to question me because Ghost is one of the actors! I tried to explain he wouldn’t do that but… they can’t find Roach or Ghost, even their bodies… Gaz won’t answer his phone, I thought maybe I could talk to Alex, but… I don’t fucking know and then you hadn’t came out, yet!”

Rodolfo’s blood ran cold. “I… what? What do you mean they’re dressed like those slashers?”

“They apparently dressed up like them and just started to kill people! It’s bad, Rudy, it’s really bad…”

Rodolfo covered his mouth, feeling himself start to shake. “I… I…” Oh god, what?! Surely it had to be a coincidence but… The sight in the dining room.. No, it’d been fake blood, it’d all been fake…

Hadn’t it??

He’d given his phone number to one of them, too…

Oh god, he was going to be sick.

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