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kitten4sannie · 1 year

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𝐏𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖑 𝐀𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖙𝖞

part 2

Incubus! San x Fem! Reader x Boyfriend! Wooyoung

Genre: just actual depravity

Summary: After going to a fun Halloween party, you and your boyfriend were completely exhausted. You happily turned in, welcoming a night of restful sleep. That is, until you had a visitor.

W.C: 7.8k (Idek what happened…I was just editing it and it got longer somehow 😭 Welp, it’s Halloween so I have an excuse to go overboard 🖤)

Warnings: *possibly triggering content* brief noncon (if this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read this), mind control/mind manipulation, dom! San, San is a sadistic/dualistic demon with a monster cock, sub! reader, sub! Wooyoung, woosan, dirty talk, pet names, name calling, degradation, ownership kink, biting, blood play, manhandling, tongue kink?, voyeurism, cuckolding, kissing, spit play, masterbation, edging, dacryphilia, cum swapping, oral (receiving), pussy slapping, squirting, frotting, anal, double penetration (rough and unprotected), mind break, creampie

A/N: Thank you guys for all the love on my teaser! I'm really excited i get to share this one cuz this is the filthiest shit I’ve ever written 🖤 Also, if you liked this please consider reblogging or leaving a little comment, even if it’s just a simple “this was good”. It would really help in giving me the motivation to continue writing 🥺 San’s a part of the demon line so that’s pretty much where the inspo came from 👍🏼 I hope everyone has a fun Halloween, stay safe, and enjoyyyy 🤭🖤

P.S: I tried to implement a little humor at the very end, since this ended up being a little dark ;;

Song Recs: Devil by Wonho, Blood Walk by Cabaret Nocturne, Sleep Paralysis by Sidewalks and Skeletons, Grey Veils by Chainless, and Closer by Nine Inch Nails (“I’ve got no soul to sell”, “you let me desecrate you”, “you can have my absence of faith” like must I go on??? this song is perfect for this 😭)

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You sighed heavily, using all of your strength to pull your intoxicated body out of the car you were in, gently pushing your back against the car door to close it. “Ugh, my feet hurtttt…” you complained, turning your head to watch as your boyfriend walked around from the driver’s side of the car and over to you, wrapping an arm securely around your waist.

“And that’s why I was trying to get us out of there. I already knew you’d be exhausted. But nooo, you just had to dance to ‘your song’ like ten times in a row.”

Wooyoung shook his head slightly, gently guiding you up to the front steps of your shared apartment, unlocking the door with his free hand.

“Whateverrrr, I was just having fun. That was literally the only party we’ve gone to this entire year,” you reasoned, leaning your head against Wooyoung’s shoulder, allowing him to lead you past the entrance and down the hall into your bedroom.

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, baby. I’m glad you had fun,” he apologized, cupping your face with his hands and giving you a small pout. “Just go easy on the drinks next time, okay? I don’t want you getting sick.”

You nuzzled your face against his hands, appreciating his warmth. “I got it, Dad,” you replied playfully, giving him a quick kiss, prior to throwing yourself onto the bed and lazily pulling all of your clothes off, except for your underwear. You watched as Wooyoung stripped off his own clothes and gave you a quick wink, before jumping into bed next to you.

“You wanna…mess around?” Wooyoung inquired, rubbing small circles on the side of your upper thigh, his eyes focusing on your own.

“Mm, not tonight, Woo. I’m super tired…like I’m ready to pass out.” Without another word, you faced away from him and pushed yourself back against his body, so that he could hold you.

Wooyoung wrapped his arms around you and kissed the back of your head, whispering, “Goodnight, baby. Sweet dreams.”

“Night, Woo. Sleep tight.”

You fell asleep as soon as you closed your eyes, getting sent into a random dream that you would probably struggle to remember once you woke up the next morning. Unfortunately for you, you wouldn’t be able to sleep long enough to even achieve that.

After a few hours passed, your body suddenly jolted, bringing you out of your unconscious state. You opened your eyes and scanned the darkness near your side of the bed, a feeling of uneasiness immediately creeping up your spine. There was an intense presence in the room, one that was so palpable that you couldn’t even try to ignore it and go back to sleep. Gathering up all your courage, you took in a deep breath and pulled your covers down so that you could scan the room in front of you. Nothing could have possibly prepared you for what came next.

You saw a pair of bright red eyes glowing against the darkness that swallowed the room, causing your breath to initially get stuck in your throat and your body to jolt, out of pure shock. “Wh-what the fuck?” you eventually cursed in a shaky voice, immediately pulling yourself from Wooyoung’s grasp and sitting up, pressing your back against the headboard, the metal cold on your bare skin. “I gotta be hallucinating. There’s…no way…I-i must still be asle…” Your voice trailed off when you saw the pair of eyes grow closer and closer, an outline of what appeared to be a naked man becoming more clear to you.

“Fortunately for you, darling, I am very much real,” the mysterious being revealed in a soft, yet sultry voice.

“Wake up, Y/N! Fucking wake up!” you whisper-yelled to yourself, slapping your cheeks roughly a few times. You were freaked out enough already, so it didn’t help when the entity suddenly disappeared into thin air and reappeared, sitting directly next to you, just a few inches away.

That was when you felt true fear, as well as something else you couldn’t quite detect in the moment, but all you knew was that it was causing your mind to feel clouded and a knot to begin developing in your stomach.

“G-get the hell away from me!”

You couldn’t even get another word out, as one of the being’s slender fingers came up to your gaping mouth and slid teasingly from your top lip down to your bottom lip, his sharp black nail scraping lightly against your skin. You winced slightly, still unable to take your eyes off of his glowing ones.

“Don’t be scared, little one. I’m not here for your soul. I’m here for your body,” he informed, letting out an airy chuckle.

Now that you could get a good look at him, you realized that he wasn’t as scary-looking as your frightened mind had previously assumed. Sure, his gaze alone was able to strike terror into your fragile heart, but his angular, feline-like features intrigued you. To be quite frank, you had never encountered someone who was this captivating before, besides Wooyoung of course. Not to mention, the entity’s overwhelming presence even made you forget that Wooyoung was laying just a few inches away from you, still snoring peacefully as though there wasn’t a literal demon in your room.

“Wh-who are you? What...are you?” you murmured softly, barely able to hear your words over the sound of your heart pounding inside your chest.

“You wouldn’t be able to pronounce my birth name, so you can just call me San,” he explained, his words sounding almost serpent-like when he said his name. “And lucky for you, sweetheart, I’m an incubus.”

“I-incubus? Like a…a…demon?” you stammered nervously, almost paralyzed with fear at this point. Suddenly hearing Wooyoung talking incoherently in his sleep, you briefly considered trying to wake him up, but you couldn’t bring yourself to move even a single inch.

“Mm-hmm.”

San’s intensely warm hands pressed down onto your thighs, immediately giving you goosebumps. They slowly traveled past your hips and onto your waist, forcefully pulling your bodies together. The skin-on-skin contact sent what felt to be electricity through your body, causing the knots in your stomach to tighten significantly.

San sighed lightly, caressing your hips, his nails just barely dragging along your soft skin. “Simply put, I like to play with pretty girls like you at night…Pretty boys too,” he purred into your ear, as his crimson eyes flickered down to admire Wooyoung’s sprawled out, half-naked body.

Before you could even come up with something to respond with, San was already planting a few light kisses from your jaw down to your shoulder. Each kiss left a burning sensation on your skin, causing more goosebumps to form. His long, snake-like tongue fell from his mouth and slid down the valley of your breasts, then back up to your neck, leaving a trail of saliva behind.

“A-aah...” you let slip out, unconsciously arching your back, unable to stop yourself from reacting to his touch.

“Mm, if you make noises like that, I might not be able to keep myself from biting you,” San warned, bringing his face up near yours, so that his lips and tongue could carefully glide along your jaw, savoring the way you tasted.

“N-no, wait…” Your body tensed up, not only from his words, but from the pain you felt as soon as he made contact with your skin. It was as if someone had held a lighter just a little too close to your jaw, allowing the tip of the flame to flicker along it, enough to singe the peach fuzz away.

“Maybe just a little bite…” He fought himself internally for a second, just to end up baring his sharp white teeth and sinking them into your neck, wanting to pull back to see the blood eventually trickle out. Anticipating that you’d react, he placed a hand securely over your mouth, just in time for your shriek to be mostly muted, his nails stabbing lightly into your cheek.

You looked down at San with watery eyes, letting out a whimper, somehow both afraid and aroused at the same time.

“Awwh, what’s wrong? Did that hurt?” San mocked, giving you a pout, his lips curling up into a wicked smile when he heard you make another sound of disapproval. “That sound you made just now was even cuter than…than…the…” He sniffed the air, his unusual irises forming into small slits, his hand dropping from your face, abruptly being distracted by the blood that was slowly dripping out of your neck. He lapped it up, making sure to repeatedly prod his tongue into the bite marks he left as well, all while emitting soft groans of pleasure.

You shuddered, an unfamiliar, almost overwhelming sensation developing within you, instantly becoming lightheaded because of it. It was as if you had been injected with a cocktail of aphrodisiacs, rendering you vulnerable to the way your brain was screaming for San to destroy you beyond recognition.

“Feeling good?” the demon taunted in a deep, gravelly voice, giving you a satisfied grin, crimson staining his sharpened teeth. “You must be…Just look at this…” San motioned down to your now-hardened nipples that were poking through the thin material of your bra. He licked his lips, using one of his nails to slice open your bra down the middle, causing your breasts to spill out of it.

“S-San…” You whined a bit, your already incredibly flushed face feeling even warmer, from the way he was drinking in the sight of your exposed chest.

“Mm, you’ll let me have a taste, won’t you?” he asked rhetorically, believing you weren’t capable of resisting him. He chuckled at his words, until he was too focused on using his mouth to latch onto one of your breasts, while his hand squeezed the other.

You sank back into the headboard, your breathing already starting to sound labored. Noticing the beautiful, yet unintelligible symbols that neatly decorated most of San’s body, you closed your eyes and shook your head, trying to come to terms with the fact that you were dealing with an otherworldly being.

This had to be a dream, right? There was no way that you were actually in this situation. You almost felt some kind of comfort knowing that this probably wasn't happening, but you couldn’t fight the feeling that it was real; the sensation of being touched and bit into was far too realistic. You could smell blood in the air — your own blood. To make things worse, there was still an incessant throbbing pain in your neck where he had broken the flesh. And, of course, you couldn’t ignore the wetness that had been dripping out of you ever since he put his hands on you. Though it was incredibly depraved, you almost hoped that Wooyoung would never wake up, so that San could continue doing as he pleased.

“Look at me,” San mumbled against your breast, his heavy tongue rolling over your nipple and then flicking at it, before focusing his attention on the other one, getting bothered when you didn’t obey. “I said, look.”

Though you heard your brain screaming at you, you kept your eyes shut, wanting to hold onto the possibility that this was an alcohol-induced nightmare, so that you didn’t have to feel like you were cheating on your boyfriend. You figured that if you tried to resist him, even if it was in small instances, you could alleviate the guilt that was trying to claw its way into your heart.

San let out a low growl, resisting the urge to bite your nipples, knowing that they would be gone in a second — if he gave into his dark desires. Instead, San bit into the side of one of your breasts, not deep enough to cause major damage, but just enough to draw a certain amount of blood from where his teeth sliced into your soft flesh. “Bad girl…” He sucked on your stinging skin, taking slow gulps of your life source, while using two fingers to tweak one of your overly sensitive nipples.

You let out a long, strangled moan, wanting to completely lose yourself to the pain and pleasure he was providing you. You couldn’t even make sense of what was happening; your brain was too foggy, too clouded with lust. All you could do was lay limp, knowing you couldn’t escape the demon’s clutches.

“Open your mouth for me,” he demanded, appearing even more devilish (if that was possible) when you did just as he asked of you, after a moment of hesitation. San snaked his arms around you, squeezing your body against his heated one, diving tongue-first into your mouth, causing you to gag from the overwhelming taste and smell of iron.

“Mmmn…!” You almost choked when his tongue wrapped around your own and slid further back into your mouth, the forked tip of it tickling the entrance of your throat.

San let out a pleased, guttural sound into your mouth, one of his hands slipping down between your bodies and past your soaked panties. Being careful not to stab you with his nails, San rubbed slow, teasing circles around your clit, only speeding up when he felt your hips moving involuntarily.

You felt the muscles in your thighs tighten in response to the multiple avenues of pleasure San was providing you, unable to do anything, besides moaning incessantly onto his tongue that now lapping at your own.

After he had his fill, San broke the kiss, long strings of red-tinted saliva still connecting your lips together. “I never would’ve guessed you’d be so obedient. You seemed so scared at first, but now here you are…moaning for me like a brainless little whore, while your boyfriend’s laying right next to you,” he exhaled out, his eyes glowing a little brighter than before, but only for a split-second.

“I-it’s not my fault! You did this to me! I know you did…My body…it-…I can’t even explain it…” you argued, your eyes half-lidded, a bit of drool leaking out of your mouth.

San licked his lips, looking at you like you were his next meal, clearly pleased with your current state. “Yes, there is some truth to that; I’ll give you that…but, the thing is, love, I could smell your arousal as soon as you laid your pretty little eyes on me.” His fingers went back to teasing your clit, this time pressing them firmly against your sensitive bud, rubbing it in tighter, more precise circles.

“W-wait…! It…aah…feels too good…” When he didn’t stop, you instinctively tried to push him away, almost successfully doing so, until he decided to retaliate.

“Actions have consequences, whore.”

You let out a sharp gasp, thrown off by the way that San had effortlessly pulled you forward and shoved you back into the headboard using his free hand, your head hitting the metal hard in the process. “Shit…” you mumbled, your hand moving up to rest against the back of your head and rubbing it a bit, waiting for the throbbing to stop.

The loud, reverberating clang was somehow the thing that woke Wooyoung up out of his deep sleep, causing him to open his eyes. He squinted into the darkness, before his eyes started to focus properly, with the aid of the moonlight that slipped in through the half-shut blinds behind the bed. “Wh…What the fuck is going on?! Who the fuck are you?!” he shouted, already sitting up in bed, ready to beat the shit out of the naked stranger that had his hands all over his girlfriend.

San grinned like the Cheshire Cat, as he turned his attention to the other male, quickly grabbing him by the shoulders and forcing him down onto the mattress.

“Hey there, sleepyhead. I’m glad you finally decided to join us,” San remarked, his tongue slithering out of his mouth slightly, so that he could run it across his top set of fangs.

Wooyoung looked up helplessly at the otherworldly being with bewildered eyes, unable to process what was going on. “W-what the fuck are you talking about?! Why are you in my hou-” Wooyoung was instantly silenced when San’s mouth encased his own, feeling the demon’s hand force his jaw open, so that their tongues could come in contact with one another.

“Mm-mmm…!” the weaker man protested, pushing on the other’s shoulders and hitting them with closed fists. After a few more seconds of struggling, his body eventually relaxed. He gasped into San’s mouth, an unholy amount of arousal spreading throughout his body like an untamed wildfire, almost causing him to lose his mind right then and there.

San sucked eagerly on the young man’s tongue, his own coiling around it, earning a soft moan from him. Wooyoung’s eyes fluttered shut, his hands slowly finding their way into the demon’s raven hair, his entire demeanor switching in an instant.

All you could do was watch, slack-jawed, as this unfolded before you, until you were ultimately unable to ignore the constant pulsing you felt in between your legs. Without a second thought, you began to play with yourself, holding back a moan and forcing yourself to go slow, so that you didn’t cum too fast.

After breaking the somewhat messy kiss, San ran his fingers through Wooyoung’s soft hair, thoroughly admiring the way his spit was left on and around the other’s mouth. “I want you to call me San, pretty boy.”

“S-San…” Wooyoung choked out, his brown eyes filled to the brim with unadulterated lust. “P-please…kiss me more…”

Hearing this caused both you and the demon to moan in unison at Wooyoung’s bold desperation. San turned his attention back to you, smiling lewdly when he saw that you were rubbing your pussy, pleased that you were finally submitting to the lust inside you.

“How sinful of you, my darling. You like seeing me play with your boyfriend that much?”

“Yeah…” you exhaled, biting your bottom lip, just as you pulled your panties off hastily, so that you could resume your previous endeavor to cum. “Please continue…”

“Good idea.” San didn’t waste any time shoving his tongue back into Wooyoung’s eager mouth, this time exploring in a more lazy, but sloppy way, their spit mixing together and dripping down their chins.

When Wooyoung felt San’s warm fingers pull off his boxers and wrap around his stiff cock, he whimpered into the demon’s mouth, arms wrapping tightly around his neck.

“So hard for me already, baby…You want me that bad?” San purred in a deep voice, after breaking the kiss Wooyoung so desperately wanted to continue.

“I need you, San…please…”

“Even though your girlfriend is sitting right there? You want her to watch me take care of you?” San pushed further, his dick throbbing against their flush bodies.

Wooyoung turned his head to make eye contact with you, feeling somewhat conflicted initially, but when he saw the blatant lust written on your face, he knew that you both wanted the same thing.

“I really want her to watch me when I cum for you,” he exhaled, earning a pleased groan of approval from the demon. “Hurry up, please!” Wooyoung gripped San’s upper arms tightly, feeling his muscles flexing underneath his fingers.

“Oh, my Lucifer, you two are so cute. I’m going to fucking ruin the both of you. In fact, I’m going to make sure you two never forget how you let a demon have his way with you…” San expressed, breathing heavily from hearing his own words, a bit of drool starting to escape his lips.

“Stop with the monologue and just make him cum alreadyyy…'' you whined, pressing your head against the headboard, slowing down your hand movements, but not stopping completely.

“So cute,” San repeated, eyeing you, until Wooyoung grabbed his face and forced him to look down at him. And just like that, San was back to kissing Wooyoung in the most passionate way possible, for an unprecedented amount of time, their spit now getting anywhere and everywhere. Wooyoung periodically ground his hips into San's, desperate for some relief.

Breaking the kiss once more, San carefully pushed three fingers into Wooyoung’s mouth to gather up some of their combined spit, using it to lubricate the young man’s throbbing cock, quickly working his hand up and down it, without showing any signs of slowing down.

“Fffuck! San!” Wooyoung cried, gasping for air. He felt himself getting closer and closer to his release in a matter of minutes, the gradual buildup of pleasure inside him feeling ten times better than it usually did.

“Are you gonna cum for me already, baby? Hmm? Are you gonna shoot your load out for me like the good boy you are?” San inquired, sweat dripping down his forehead and onto Wooyoung’s flushed face, his hand movements suddenly slowing down to an infinitely slower tempo.

“Yes…please…let me…” he replied breathlessly, his back arching, due to the mind-numbing pleasure coursing through him.

San stopped moving his hand and squeezed the base of Wooyoung’s length, his voice dropping an octave, “But, what if I want to see you cry first, huh?” He turned to face you, biting his lip when he saw the state of desperation you were in. “What do you think, pretty girl? Should I make him cry?”

You panted heavily, fingers buried to the hilt inside your soaking wet pussy, shoving them in and out of yourself. You never felt this high before — this consumed with desire. If you weren’t careful, you could easily get addicted to this kind of feeling. You opened your mouth to encourage San, requesting under your breath, “Do it…”

San’s eyes rolled back into his head, nearly cumming himself, without any physical stimulation — just from hearing the two words that left your lips. “You heard her, baby. Let me see those tears,” he cooed, his hand working Wooyoung’s swollen shaft in a way that he had never experienced before, making sure to stop abruptly out of nowhere, only to repeat the process over and over, until tears finally began to run down Wooyoung’s warm cheeks.

“Sannnn…” Wooyoung whined, sniffling, trying to hold on to his sanity the best he could. He wiped some of his tears away, only stopping when San had swatted his hand down.

“Bad,” San mumbled, leaning down to his face, so that he could lick the tears away instead, his hand still idly pumping Wooyoung’s pulsing length.

“Sannn, pleasepleaseplease let me cum…!”

“I suppose you’ve had enough,” San chuckled, unable to resist Wooyoung’s pleading, but suddenly lifting up the crying young man’s legs and positioning them so that they were almost all the way over his head. “You look so pretty like this…” Hearing Wooyoung still moaning and repeating the word ‘please’ like a mantra, San jerked him off as fast as he possibly could, groaning all the while. “Cum, baby. Cum for me…”

White, hot pulses of intoxicating pleasure tore through Wooyoung’s body, causing him to let out a few choked moans, his face contorting, as though he was in pain. “San! Oh my fucking god...!” he cried out, as his load shot out of his cock in long spurts, landing on his own face and mouth.

Just as you witnessed Wooyoung meet his high in such a vulnerable position, your own orgasm ripped through you, your hips bucking uncontrollably, as a result. You couldn’t even make a single sound when an abundant amount of arousal gushed out of your pussy, dripping down your inner thighs and onto the sheets of the mattress.

San leered at you with half-closed eyes, chiming, “What a good girl,” before focusing his attention back on Wooyoung, who already looked fucked out of his mind. “And, you’re a good boy…Can you be an even better boy for me and clean up your mess?” San suggested lustfully, reaching up to gather up Wooyoung’s release with his fingers and guiding it into the younger man’s already open mouth.

“Oh, wow…” you whispered to yourself, slumping down against your pillows, not having the energy to touch yourself again, but still mesmerized by what was going on right next to you.

San swallowed harshly, barely able to handle how hard he was at this point. However, he persisted, incredibly satisfied by just feeding off of the sexual energy both you and your boyfriend were providing him. “Don’t swallow, baby. I want you to hold it in your mouth until I tell you what to do with it.”

Wooyoung nodded his head slightly, feeling more cum slide down his throat, causing him to close it so that he wouldn’t accidentally swallow. He obediently held it in his mouth, breathing carefully through his nose, so that he didn’t choke.

San sat up and grabbed your arm, forcefully yanking you further down so that you were lying next to your almost fully delirious partner. “I want to watch you drink up all of your cute little boyfriend’s cum from his mouth…but make sure to take your time. Can you do that for me, my darling?” the demon instructed, finally reaching down to wrap his fingers around his hard cock and stroking it lightly.

You nodded quickly, just as Wooyoung grabbed you by the shoulders and brought you down onto him, his cum-covered tongue slipping past your parted lips. His cum was still very warm and slightly bitter, slowly getting passed around from his mouth to yours and vice versa.

“Fffuck, that’s it…just like that…” the demon commented, jerking himself off at an incredibly rapid pace, but only when he saw how you had pulled back for a second and let a combination of spit and cum drip down from your mouth onto your boyfriend’s tongue.

“Look at you, baby…You’re so good for me…” you murmured quietly for only Wooyoung to hear, causing him to let out a small whine, his fingers caressing your cheek. You sighed softly, just as you grabbed Wooyoung’s chin and slurped his cum back into your mouth, earning an even louder whine from him.

San simply couldn’t take it, reaching his orgasm sooner than he had expected, due to the lewd show he was witnessing. “Fuck…!” he gasped, tossing his head back and shutting his eyes tightly, staining your bed with his seed.

You and Wooyoung both swallowed the remainder of cum and saliva, gazing into each other’s eyes afterwards. Wooyoung ran his thumb over your bottom lip, looking at you with love and lust in his eyes, panting softly, “I…love you…so much…”

You smiled down at him, lightly caressing his jaw, almost forgetting about the demon sitting on the bed in front of you. “I love you more, Woo.”

“How adorable,” San chimed dryly, unable to keep himself from grimacing. “You two can fuck after I leave; I’m not done with either of you. Especially you, my little slut.” After addressing you directly, he grabbed you by the ankles and dragged you towards him, promptly spreading your legs apart.

He laid down on the bed, bringing his face close to your slit, his tongue already beginning to slide out of his mouth. “You better squirt for me,” was all he said before his mouth was glued to your pussy, eating you out like his life depended on it.

“San!” you cried out, unable to handle the sudden influx of pleasure. The pads of his fingers rubbed violently against your swollen clit, his long tongue sliding vigorously up and down your slit, the tip of it already teasing your hole. “Oh my godddd…” Your hands found their way into his jet black hair, gripping it tightly when you felt him push more of his tongue into you.

San’s cat-like eyes bored into your own, the corner of his lips curling up into a smirk. “Uh-huhhh…I know you love it, baby…” he mused, just before he plunged his tongue deep inside your pulsing entrance, letting out a small ‘ahh’ sound each time he shoved it in and out of you.

You tossed your head back against the mattress, an endless string of curses and moans leaving your lips, your fingertips squeezing into the sides of the demon’s head. “Don’t stop! Dont fucking stop!” San’s unusually sized tongue threatened to break your mind, but you didn’t care; you just wanted him to keep going.

He wasn’t going to stop, even if you had felt differently — so it worked out. San continued to shove his tongue deep into you, his eyes disappearing behind his half-shut eyelids, giving the illusion that he had no irises.

Wooyoung had his fingers in your (h/c) hair, playing with it, and silently watching you with a smile on his face and the tip of his cock throbbing against his lower abdomen. “So beautiful…” he sighed, inviting you to turn your face to meet his gaze.

You felt your cheeks grow warmer from the way he was looking at you. “Yeah?” you whispered, as he grabbed onto one of your breasts with his free hand, gently kneading it.

“Mm-hmm, now come here.” He leaned down and gave you a soft kiss, his plump lips enveloping yours. “Mmm…” he murmured, his voice vibrating into your mouth, his fingers still stroking your hair.

A pained, muffled cry tore through your vocal cords, feeling an intense piercing sensation near your inner thigh, bringing you to pull away from your boyfriend in order to see what had just happened to you. “What the fuck?!” you reacted as San pulled up slightly, a fair amount of blood dripping down his chin and onto the sheets.

San growled like an animal would, baring his pointed, blood-stained teeth and looking at you with a hostile glare. “Take your eyes off of me one more time and it’ll hurt a lot more than that. Do I make myself clear?” His hands were squeezing into your thighs, tight enough that his nails began digging painfully into your skin.

“Y-yes, I got it! Please…stop!” you choked, feeling your eyes begin to water when the demon started pushing his tongue against the raw, bleeding section of skin that he bit in.

San quietly slurped at it until the blood began to clot, swallowing the rest down with a satisfied hum and licking his lips clean. To punish you further, he quickly swatted your swollen pussy with his hand, rubbing it slightly, before doing it once again. “Silly whore doesn’t know her place…”

You cried out in pain and pleasure, sweat dripping along your jaw and down your neck, settling inside the crevices of your collarbones. “F-fuck…”

“There, I stopped. Are you happy now?” San asked dryly, eyes flickering from your half-closed ones to Wooyoung’s somewhat worried ones, once he had seen that you gave him a slow nod. “You enjoying the show, pretty boy?” His eyes scanned down the young man’s toned body and settled on his shamelessly hard cock. “Looks like it. I didn’t picture you as the type to get off on watching a demon drinking your girl’s blood after tongue-fucking her. You’re almost as nasty as I am,” he commented, as if he was proud, his previous anger melting away and being replaced by a pleased demeanor.

A deep blush appeared on Wooyoung’s cheeks, his hand traveling up to his neck, so that he could rub it awkwardly. “I-i guess I am, yeah…”

San rolled his eyes at Wooyoung’s reaction, prior to using one of his fingers to beckon him to his side. “Make yourself useful and finger your girlfriend while I play with her clit, okay? You better do it right, too. I want to see her squirt,” he instructed, making his request very clear once again.

Wooyoung nodded at San, giving you a soft smile and a wink afterwards, as an attempt to ease the absolute insanity of the situation. He then slid his ring and middle finger into your wet hole, beginning to push them in and out of you. It wasn’t hard for him to bring you back to an intensely pleasurable place, considering that he already knew your body like the back of his hand.

You moaned and moaned in response, all the while making sure you didn’t accidentally take your eyes off of San. Your back arched forcefully once you felt the demon’s heavy tongue rubbing rapidly against your clit, not even stopping for a second. “S-San…! Ffffuck, I’m gonna…!”

San gave Wooyoung a serious look, using only his eyes, speeding up his movements and applying as much pressure as he could with his tongue. Wooyoung switched it up, slipping in a third digit, as well as curling his fingers up into your cunt. They both eagerly continued their movements at an unforgiving speed, their eyes focused solely on you. “Cum for us, baby,” Wooyoung encouraged, licking his lips, his brown eyes practically sparkling.

You resisted the urge to look at him, fearful of how San would react. Instead, you kept your eyes on the demon, chanting his name as though it were a prayer. The last time his name left your lips, it came out as a scream. You used your hands to hold San’s face down against your pussy, just in time for you to squirt all over him.

“Mmmnnn…” San groaned against your slit, eagerly lapping up your essence into his mouth, only stopping when he noticed Wooyoung about to taste your cum on his fingers. With lightning speed, San had grabbed Wooyoung’s wrist tightly, their faces only a few inches apart. “Mine,” was all he said, carefully slipping Wooyoung’s fingers into his mouth, using his tongue to thoroughly clean your wetness from each of his digits.

The two men exchanged eye contact for a while until San broke it by turning his head to study your fucked-out face. “Think you can take both of us at once? Hmm? Would you be able to handle that, my pretty little slut?” he challenged with a sharp-toothed grin, his head tilting to the side.

The insatiable lust inside you hadn’t been quenched whatsoever; in fact, it was even more debilitating than ever, the previous foreplay you endured acting as gasoline, bringing you closer and closer to the brink of insanity. “Yes. Yes, I can,” you replied, gazing back at the demon with an intensely serious expression, pushing yourself up from the bed and sitting on your knees.

San pushed some air out of his nose, casually grabbing Wooyoung’s shoulders and pushing him down onto the mattress, before positioning himself against the other male’s body, so that they were scissoring. “Mm, that’s it…”

Wooyoung let out a soft moan, unable to handle how their cocks were pressing directly against one another. “A-are you sure you can take us, baby? San’s…his…is a lot bigger than mine,” he murmured, looking up at you worriedly, as you hovered hesitantly next to them, your hand resting gently on your worried boyfriend’s thigh.

“Um, well…” you replied, suddenly feeling a lot less confident than before, now that you could get a closer look at San’s hardened cock. It was slightly thicker than Wooyoung’s, at least five inches longer, and a lot veinier. You stared at it for a while, drool pooling inside your mouth, the voice inside your head begging you to ride him growing louder in volume, the longer you waited.

Your reaction brought a pleased smile to San’s face, his seductive voice interrupting your decision-making, “We'll just have to make sure she has enough lube to work with, now don’t we, baby?” he said matter-of-factly in Wooyoung’s direction, spitting into his hand and suddenly gripping both of their cocks with his large tattooed hand, immediately beginning to jerk them off.

“Oh, fuck…” Wooyoung exhaled, tossing his head back for a moment, his slightly damp hair bouncing along to his movement. He gritted his teeth tightly when he felt San’s hand squeeze their shafts together, eventually relaxing his jaw, giving into the pleasurable feeling. “Nnngh…” With half-closed eyes and parted lips, he simply watched as the demon’s hand continued to move in an overzealous manner.

“Ahh, it’s getting a little rough. Mind helping us out, darling?” San questioned, turning his head up to look at you, one eyebrow raised slightly.

You answered his question by leaning yourself down in front of their cocks, gathering up as much spit in your mouth as you possibly could, then letting it drip down onto them. You did this until you could hear the lewd wet sounds San’s hand was making, as he furiously jerked himself and Wooyoung off.

“Oh, ffffuck yeah…that’s it,” San groaned out, his hand movements starting to become more sloppy, but still fast-paced. “I can feel how much your cock is throbbing against mine, baby. Just let go and cum already.”

“S-San! Oh my goddd…” Wooyoung moaned, his hips bucking up a few times. He let out a few more choked moans, his orgasm tearing violently through him, San’s name falling from his lips over and over.

A loud, primal sound erupted from San’s throat, cumming at the same time as Wooyoung, quickly holding his hand over both of their tips, in order to catch most of their cum inside his palm. “Fuck…” he exhaled, his chest moving up and down, trying to catch his breath.

“Wow…” You wiped some drool from your lips, almost certain that there was a small puddle of arousal soaking into the bed underneath you.

San’s eyes flickered up to yours, a pleased smile on his sweaty face. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” he inquired breathlessly, slowly moving his cum-covered hand up and down both his and Wooyoung’s lengths, getting them hard again almost instantly. He pushed some air out of his nose when he saw you licking your lips and nodding your head adamantly. “You loved watching that, didn’t you? I bet your tight little pussy is nice and wet for me now, huh?”

“Why don’t you look for yourself?” Making sure to face San, you straddled both of them, spreading your folds apart, so that he could see just how wet you were.

The demon took in a deep inhale and let it out, extremely satisfied with your whorishness. “Good girl. Now, get to work.”

“Hold on.” Wooyoung reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the conveniently placed bottle of lube that he had forgotten to put away the previous night, squirting some on his fingers and prodding them past the rim of your tight hole, working them in and out, until you were to take him. “Go slow, baby…” Wooyoung suggested airily, gently rubbing one of your hips and smiling at the back of your head, knowing you weren’t going to look away from San.

Taking in a deep breath, you hesitantly slid yourself down onto their cocks, taking them both in each of your entrances, and in turn, feeling a deep, unwavering strain within your inner walls, as well as an incessant urge to move immediately and fuck yourself to the point of no return. “F-ffffuck…”

San grabbed your hips and slowly dragged them down, both him and Wooyoung letting out groans of satisfaction, as soon as they bottomed-out inside of you. “Fffuck, you’re so tight for us, you slutty fucking whore. I can’t wait to stretch you out,” he mused excitedly, his crimson eyes turning completely black, including his scleras.

You noticed this change right away, murmuring nervously, “J-just give me a second to adjust, okay?”

San gave you an ominous smile, his fingers latching onto your waist. “Sorry, darling, I can’t wait,” he replied, his voice sounding multi-layered, like there were others speaking along with him. Before you could even process this, he began slamming his hips up viciously into yours.

“Fuck!” you cried out in a strained voice, unable to do anything except take it, not able to contend with his inhuman strength. “P-please! I-aaah-I can’t! It’s too much!” You pleaded with your teary eyes, sort of put off by San’s black ones, but ignoring it, wanting him to show some kind of compassion for you.

This didn’t work, in the slightest, his only response being to grin evilly up at you and grabbing your wrists, holding them down against your thighs.

“Please, slow down…!”

San shook his head, sweat flying off of his face, his nails digging into your skin and drawing blood. “Shut the fuck up and take this cock!” he snarled, sparing no sympathy for you whatsoever, continuing to thrust into you with reckless abandon.

When a potent amount of pleasure began consuming your body and mind, you relaxed your hands within San’s grasp, letting out a strangled series of moans.

“I knew you’d give in, my love…You can’t resist me.”

You didn’t even notice when he had stopped moving entirely and you just started mindlessly fucking yourself; all you knew was that you were doing something right, thoroughly enjoying the way the two men throbbed continuously inside you.

The demon took immense satisfaction in your submission, prompting him to target Wooyoung, “Do you like how I fucked your girlfriend so hard she went completely dumb? Huh? Do you like how she's riding my cock like it’s her new religion?”

Wooyoung could barely react to what was happening, having lost his mind just as you did, completely consumed with lust. “Y-essss, I love it when my baby feels good…” After that, the only thing that was coming out of his mouth were moans and your name. The combination of being inside your tight hole and the rampant arousal that coursed through him threatened to break his mind permanently.

“F-uuuckkk…” Never breaking eye contact with San, even for a second, you continued to bounce on their lengths with unwavering enthusiasm, getting closer and closer to your much-needed release.

“Take it! Take it! Take it!” the demon chanted, unable to keep himself from letting out a maniacal-sounding laugh, resisting the urge to fuck you into a coma. “Say my fucking name, you whore!”

“San…! Oh my god, I’m gonna fucking cum! Just for you, San! Just for you!” you cried obediently, taking in a sharp inhale, when San rewarded you by grabbing both of your breasts and massaging them, using the pads of his thumbs to roll your nipples around.

“That’s fucking right. You hear that, pretty boy?”

Wooyoung mumbled something incoherently, his eyes moving around underneath his shut eyelids, unable to add anything to the dynamic — other than moaning and cursing.

You desperately ground your hips down onto their pulsing cocks, hot tears streaming down your cheeks, as you felt the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had completely take over your body. You couldn’t even make any sounds. All you could do was keep your barely open eyes locked on the demon’s, feeling like you were ready to float away.

“Fuck, I’m gonna fill you up. You want my cum inside you, huh? You want it?” San questioned, squeezing your tits roughly inside his calloused palms when you didn’t reply fast enough, bringing you back down to earth. “Answer me!”

“Y-yes!” you gasped, your attention snapping back to San, unable to see him clearly due to your blurry vision. “Please, San, cum inside me! Please! I need it so fucking bad!”

While his hands moved down to your hips and maintained a death-grip on them, San yelled out something in Latin, cum shooting forcefully out of his dick in hot spurts, filling you up just like you begged him to do. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his eyelids fluttering shut, but still fucking his load into you, wanting it to stay there, so that it would drip out of you the following day.

“B-baby, I’m gonna…!” Wooyoung was holding onto your waist from behind you, when his own fingers squeezed into your sensitive skin, a strangled yell erupting from his throat, threatening to damage his vocal cords. He pulled out, so that his cum shot out onto your lower back, some spilling out and dripping down his twitching, softened length.

“F-fuck…” You weakly pulled yourself off of them and collapsed onto the bed, completely and utterly fucked-out beyond comprehension, unable to do anything except lie there and close your eyes.

“Come here…” Wooyoung used all of his strength to move away from San and turn his body in your direction, pulling you toward him and holding you tightly against his chest. You both immediately fell into a deep sleep, not even bothering to acknowledge that the demon was still there.

San sat in the dark, silently admiring his work, his body still tingling from the overabundance of sexual energy he had collected. “I’ll be sure to visit you two again when I need my fill,” he remarked to himself, slicking his wet hair back and licking the blood that still remained on his jagged teeth, before disappearing into thin air without another word.

* * *

The sun was already setting by the time you and Wooyoung had regained consciousness, prompting the two of you to look at one another in silence, so that you both could ignore the elephant in the room.

Wooyoung was the first to speak up, his voice hoarse, “S-so…did that really happen? Are we sure it wasn’t just a…really weird nightmare?”

You used all of your strength to sit up in the bed, eyes focusing on the deep bite mark that was left on your inner thigh, as well as the multiple bruises that littered your skin. You definitely couldn’t ignore the multiple blood and cum stains that were scattered across various sections of your bedsheets. “Yeah, Woo…I think…I think it really did happen.”

Wooyoung grunted, forcing himself to sit up next to you. He rubbed his neck for a bit, silently observing the proof as well. He cleared his throat, breaking the silence. “So, what do we do now? Buy some holy water and sprinkle some salt around our apartment?”

“I think…I think it might be a little late for that.” You shook your head slightly, letting out a laugh and pulling Wooyoung into your arms to give him a comforting hug, wanting to forget about the darkness of the situation.

Wooyoung nuzzled your shoulder, humming against your skin, his fingers clutching your bare back. “You might be right,” he murmured, his breath tickling your neck.

You nuzzled him back, bringing your fingers up to his hair, so that you could pet it in a gentle manner. You remained silent for a while, before adding, “Let’s just buy a crucifix so I can stab him in the dick with it if he shows up again.”

Wooyoung pulled back slightly to give you a smile and a small giggle, a somewhat mischievous glint in his eyes. “That could definitely work. We would have to sharpen it, though.”

“Well, yeah, obviously.”

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Eternally Yours (Songfic Mini Series)

Word Count: 3,096

Summary: Hook and Y/N are devotedly in love, so much so that they are willing to sacrifice anything for the other person and ultimately be together “eternally” or will they?

Warnings: Angst lotttssss of angst, some toxic behaviors, Tyler is a neglectful partner, reader is in love (yikes sis)

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song: Eternally Yours by Motionless In White

A/N: this is my interpretation of the song! But I hope you all enjoy this, stay tuned for the next two parts of this mini series and keep your tissues on deck because they will hurtttt

Y/N’s POV

Blow the bridge to the past

Wipe the fingerprints

Melt your heart encased in wax

Steal it with a kiss

I had first met Tyler when he was a member of Team Taz back in 2021. Back before he was known as ‘The Cold Hearted Handsome Devil’, he was someone who was happy around his friends, especially his little group. I was just debuting in the women’s division slowly making a name for myself. I found myself being enamored by him. They say love can make you do stupid things, but he made every waking moment worth it. He showed me how to be myself again.

“Tyler you have to get going for your match or else your dad will kill us both.” I spoke as I pulled away from him. He smirked looking at my lips, “Just one more for good luck.” I rolled my eyes and gave him a brief kiss before pushing him towards the Guerilla, “Go become a champion baby.” I said with a lovesick grin on my face. He winked and left through the tunnels towards his destiny.

Our fate engraved

Scar enslaved

As we mutually destruct

Repose, my love, I've sinned enough

A year had flown by and we were going strong. The entire roster could see how in love we were, even the fans even though we hadn’t confirmed it to them. They all knew though. I knew in my heart he was who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I have never felt so seen, heard, understood, or loved the way that Tyler did. He was undefeated as FTW champion and I was working my way to my own championship. We tried our best to see each other as much as we could, and those moments I hold dear.

“Come on please just one ride?” Tyler begged as I shook my head furiously looking at the humongous roller coaster. The anxiety made my stomach cramp up and my throat close at the thought of the tall drops the ride had. “You jump off of a metal square and do all those flips with no thought about it but a roller coaster is where you draw the line?” He questioned as he wrapped his arms around me. I nodded, “That is different. I have control over those, that thing I don’t. Do you know how many people die on roller coasters?” I exclaimed pointing at the pile of metal. I could feel his body shake as he laughed, “Yeah no more watching Final Destination. Tesoro, I promise you will be fine. I will be right beside you.” He tried to reassure me but I shook my head once again. “Go ride it with the lads, I’ll be right here.” I replied. “What kind of boyfriend would I be to ditch my incredibly beautiful girlfriend at Six Flags? I’m staying with you.” He said.

I giggled knowing he was being overprotective, “You do realize they shut the park down for the roster, no one is going to bother me. Go ride that ride, you can join me on CraZanity.” I said giving him a kiss and pushing him towards our friends.

Falling for him was so easy.

For the both of us

In the name of love

I'm ready to bury all of my bones

I'm ready to lie but say I won't

So tell me your secrets

And join me in pieces

To rot in this garden made of stones

Eternally yours

“Why can’t you understand that I want to be with you!” I exclaimed as I felt tears burn my eyes. He just stood there emotionless. “I don’t care what anyone says or does because they’re not you! For two years I have done nothing but stand by your side, through every win and loss. I have been there.” I then gestured to our championships both laying limply on the couch, “Those mean nothing to me. You are the one true prize for me Tyler. Nothing else in this world means anything if I don’t have you.” I sobbed. Closing my eyes I tried to gather my thoughts when I felt his arms embrace me. My body shook as my tears stained his hoodie. He began to slowly sway back and forth. ‘What a stupid fight’ I thought to myself, all over a stupid romantic storyline Tony Khan thought would be a great push for my career as champion. I pulled back and looked into the earthy brown irises that I called home, “I would sacrifice that title and my career if it meant that you were happy. I can call Tony right now and tell him I’m done.” I whispered. He shook his head and pulled my head back to his chest. We were going to be okay, we had to be.

I feed like you taught me and selflessly swallow

We coalesce in darkness, so selfishly hollow

Examine the wreckage

Writhing in tempo

Invisible anguish, casting a shadow

I was currently laying outside of the ring trying to catch my breath after being slammed into the barricade by Julia. Tyler was in the ring with Brody from what I could tell the two were exchanging blows after being tagged in. Julia had run back to her side of the ring cheering on Brody. I slowly began to rise to my feet, my heart stopped beating in my chest at what I had seen. Brody had Tyler in a chokehold holding over the other side of the ring. My thoughts of professionalism went out the door then and there. While the ref was distracted I rushed to one of the security guards and told him to move. I then rolled into the ring with the metal chair and hit Brody with the chair causing him to drop Tyler. The ref called for a disqualification but I could care less. This match wasn’t for any championships, all I could think about was Tyler passing out and the thought terrified me.

“I had it handled! You should’ve never even grabbed the chair.” Tyler seethed. I just looked at him as he continued on his tangent. Yes he had a right to be angry at me but all I could think about was his well being. I rolled my eyes, “yeah and what just watch you be choked out and then possibly dropped so you can be injured?” He whipped around at my statement, “It wasn’t your call! That was ignorance and selfishness. Brody has been doing this a lot longer than both of us. I trust him.” He retorted. I laughed sarcastically. “Well excuse me for caring about MY boyfriend.” I said before leaving the locker room with my things. This feels like the millionth fight we have had recently, practically over nothing. It was causing a strain on our relationship and I could tell it was hurting us both, but we were both too stubborn to apologize.

And in the name of love

I'm ready to bury all of my bones

I'm ready to lie but say I won't

So tell me your secrets

And join me in pieces

To rot in this garden made of stones

Eternally yours

As we rest in pieces, though I know not your name

I would suffer forever to absolve all your pain

I lay in another hotel room bed alone. The fight with Tyler still replaying through my head as I scroll through my photos trying to think of happier times. I stopped at a picture of the two of us at one of his family cookouts, it was the first time I had met them. I smile at the memory. I laughed at a story one of Tyler’s cousins, Elena told me about him when they were younger. “No yeah his dad was so pissed but I mean he didn’t end up wrecking surprisingly. He wasn’t allowed to drive for the rest of the school year. So don’t ever bet him in anything because he will try to prove you wrong.” She said as I shook my head taking a sip of my drink when his aunt, Elena’s mom, butted in. “So have you guys said it yet?” She asked. My face flushed as the group of girls giggled. I shook my head, “No not yet.” I whispered. She nodded and placed her hand on my arm, “No need to worry pesca or have any doubt about it. The eyes never lie and I have never seen my nipote look at anyone the way he looks at you. His eyes shine! I can tell you feel the same as well.” She spoke (peach, nephew). I nodded and looked to where Tyler stood with his dad and uncles at the grill talking, “I do love him. A lot actually.” The cousins squealed, causing the guys to look up at us. My eyes locked with Tyler and he winked at me, my face flushed again and he smirked at my reaction.

We then were in his parent’s kitchen doing the dishes, me washing and him drying as Taz and Theresa were relaxing in the den, setting up some board games. “Did you have fun today?” Tyler asked as I handed him a glass. I nodded and smiled softly, “Your cousins told me what you were like growing up. A very mischievous and bad kid you were if those stories are true.” I teased as I turned to look at him. He groaned but I could tell he wasn’t upset or bothered by the smile on his face. “What ones did they tell you?” He asked before putting the glass away and then placing his hands on my hips, his thumbs massaging the little peak of skin showing from my shirt rising. I shook my head, “I can’t tell you that. My lips are sealed.” I said mimicking locking a lock on my lips and throwing away the key. He quirked his eyebrow, “I think I can find some ways to get them unsealed baby.” he whispered. I smacked his chest, “Your parents are in the other room, keep it in your pants Senerchia.” He grinned, “I wasn’t even thinking that but if you’re offering..” He trailed off. I giggled, leaned up and pecked his lips, “Beat me in these games and I’ll think about it baby.”

I sighed at the memory, what a happier time. A less complicated time in our love story. God stop getting emotional y/n, if he wanted to be here he would be.

I'm ready to bleed to make amends

And sleep in this dirt we call our bed

So tell me your secrets

And join me in pieces

To fall and rewrite the bitter end

Eternally yours

It’s now week three of us not speaking. I have been told from multiple friends how miserable the two of us are without the other. Clearly the fights we’ve had the past few months say differently. This time I didn’t let him in my hotel room because he never showed up. There was no make up angry sex to “fix” us. I was snapped out of my thoughts as Kris, Willow, and Skye kept repeating my name. “Yeah I’m here.” I whispered as we sat in one of the unused locker rooms talking. “We’re going to catering, we’ll be right back okay?” Kris asked. I nodded as the group left. My thoughts began to consume me again as I laid on one of the many couches. A few minutes later the door reopened and I assumed it was the girls so I continued laying down letting my thoughts eat away at me. But then I heard the door handle rattle. I froze hearing a familiar deep voice, “This shit isn’t funny. Open the door now.” I then heard several voices, “Not until you guys make up. We’re tired of the gloomy cloud hanging around you two. Make up; fight it out, or fuck it out!” I sighed and closed my eyes trying to ignore him and the heavy beating of my heart. It felt like hours continued to pass by fast before I opened my eyes. I looked over and he was sat by the door across the room glaring at his phone.

He had dark circles under his eyes. He didn’t look like himself, the actual Tyler. I cleared my throat trying to ease the tense and somewhat awkward atmosphere. “How’ve you been?” I whispered. I received silence as an answer. I rolled my eyes, “Oh yeah I’ve been great too thanks for asking. Nope lost my championship a couple weeks back, but I’ll bounce back to get it. I won’t stay down forever.” I spoke sarcastically. Still silence greeted me. I could feel my patience begin to thin. “Fine you don’t have to talk but I will ask you one question.” I said and he continued typing away on his phone. “Are we broken up? Because if we are, it would've been nice to know instead of tearing apart my heart for someone who doesn’t want it anymore.” I questioned. He stopped typing, almost dropping his phone. He finally looked at me, his eyes dark as they looked me over. I picked at my nails nervously waiting for an answer. “You don’t think I love you anymore?” He countered. I laughed, “Funny way you have of showing it Tyler. Ignore me for three weeks, my texts or any time I try to talk you walk away. You wouldn’t even look at me. That isn’t love. So no, I don’t think you love me anymore. Not as much as you used to or maybe even not at all. So get on with it so I can deal with this heartbreak and heal finally.” I spoke. He set his phone down still watching me. “I do still love you.” He whispered. “You don’t have to lie to me, you’re only hurting us both by doing that.” I argued. He shook his head, “I know there isn’t any amount of things I can say to make you forgive me ever but I will always love you. Nothing or anyone will change that.” He said as he stood and walked towards the couch sitting in front of it.

“I know I haven’t been the most perfect boyfriend or loving lately. I could give a million excuses but none of them can go back and fix this. Seeing you with Isiah and Daniel hanging out together you looked so happy, it made me think what if you left me for either of them or someone else. Those thoughts destroyed me. I should’ve been a man about my insecurities and told you about them but instead I took the anger from those thoughts out on you. If I could give you the universe to make you happy I would do it. The love I have for you runs deeper than the ocean. I don’t picture anyone else being the mother of my kids or anyone I want to grow old and happy with but you. God y/n I’m terrified. I’m terrified of the way you make me feel after all these years.” Tyler rambled pouring out his heart and every thought in that moment. “I would rob a bank or go to prison for killing someone if they made you cry. I would do anything for you. The world means nothing to me without you in it. Please tell me what I can do to help fix this.” He begged as tears trailed down his face. I hadn’t realized I was crying too until he reached up cupping my cheek and wiping some away. I sniffled, “Love isn’t easy Tyler. If it was there would be a guidebook to it. You’re the only one who has my heart and the only one who ever will. In this lifetime and all the others, you are the one I want.” I whispered, placing my hand on his cheek as he leaned into it. “We can work through this, we’ve worked through worse.” I said before kissing him.

I'm more than willing to rot in hell with you

I'm ready to bury all of my bones

I'm ready to lie but say I won't

So tell me your secrets

And join me in pieces

To rot in this garden made of stones

I'm ready to bleed to make amends

And sleep in this dirt we call our bed

So tell me your secrets

And join me in pieces

To fall and rewrite the bitter end

Eternally yours

I was standing with Tyler taking pictures at a small event AEW was hosting. When suddenly the lights went down and a video started playing (A/N: based off this tiktok I seen last year and fell in love with). I turned towards the screen and leaned against Tyler as it played. I smiled watching the video until it showed a picture of Tyler on one knee. I gasped and turned to look as he was on one knee holding a black velvet box with a gorgeous ring as tears flooded down my face surrounded by friends and family. “Y/n, we’ve been through many things these past two years. Through everything we always find a way back to each other. You’re the one person I look for in the crowd during every show. The one person who understands the hardships of what we do. You’ve challenged me in many ways and you’ve helped me become a better version of myself everyday. I know we’re not perfect and neither is our love but I know there is no one else in this world I would rather share this life and love with. I would go through every storm for you, burn down every empire to make you happy. You make the world brighter around you no matter where you go. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, share this life with you and hear all the random little facts you read about or the dumb little dad jokes you know.” He spoke before grabbing my hand, “So Y/n will you marry me?” He asked, smiling at me with tears welling up in his eyes. I nodded and whispered, “Yes. Oh my god yes!” Everyone cheered as Tyler placed the ring on my finger and we kissed. Yeah our love wasn’t perfect or the most beautiful thing to grace the planet, but it was ours and that was all that matters. I can’t wait to be Mrs. Senerchia.

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hiii omg so sorry i haven't been in your inbox! finals have been sweeping me away, but i've been lurking 👁️👁️ ok so i was listening to my playlists and had some #thoughts, so I shall share them to make up for the time i was gone 🤝😎 ----- I Want to Write You a Song - One Direction

I want to lend you my coat One that's as soft as your cheek So when the world is cold You'll have a hiding place you can go I want to lend you my coat Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do (…) I want to write you a song One to make your heart remember me So any time I'm gone You can listen to my voice and sing along I'm such 1D trash 😭😭 But this was on my yearning playlist (lmao) and I was thinking about how Finnick would 1000% write this song for his sweet girl. Like this is such a simp song (respectfully) and we all know Finnick is so in love with her its SICK ----- In Agreement - Lizzy McAlpine I talk to my friends about you Pretty sure they're tired of hearin' it I say "I met a guy, and he treats me real nice" Which is good for a change I talk to my friends about you And I think they agree my exes weren't always great And I don't really buy into fate But you tell me I'm pretty And you don't ask for too much 'Cause you know and I know That promises sometimes can hurt When it's barely begun And I don't want this to fall through Collapsing is what I'm used to But we're all in agreement This is something I should hold onto (another song on my yearning playlist LMAO) but this is very much sweet girl coded #idk bc this is definitely her inner monologue when she first meets Finnick and they start dating 😭😭😭 AND WITH THAT IN MIND, IT MAKES THE LYRIC "'Cause you know and I know that promises sometimes can hurt when it's barely begun, and I don't want this to fall through. Collapsing is what I'm used to" HURTTTT ----- girl i've always been - Olivia Rodrigo *just the entire song*

No like, walk with me here 🚶‍♀️ because this is definitey something that could've been written by Billy's muse HOWEVER, it can be either about Billy OR, OR!! Eddie. Do we see the vision👁️👁️. For Billy, it's written from the pov of a reader who has a lil kick to her, who's done being the doormat and rips into him after he disrespects her and he's all like "???" For Eddie, it's more from the perspective of a reader who is always gonna pick Billy over Eddie. And she told him this many times. Yet, he still pursues her. And yet, he still get's upset that she always picks Billy. His intentions aren't coming from a good place. Like that one blurb you did about Eddie not being a fully good guy, y'know? I'm not good at explaining things so I hope I'm making sense LMAO ----- BACK TO FINNICK AND HIS SWEET GIRL! Block Me Out - Gracie Abrams

Now I only let me down When there's no one else around I've been thinkin' way too loud I wish that I could block me out I wish that I could block me out, out I think I'm burnin' alive, but nobody sees the fire 'Cause when I open my mouth, I seem to be stuck in silence And I thought of leaving tonight, but I couldn't drive this tired Plus, after all of this time, I should be a pretty crier (😭!!) Wish I were heavier now, I'm floating outside my body It's not their fault, but I've found that none of my friends will call me Until I'm left to myself, it's honestly kind of funny How every voice in my head is trying its best to haunt me This is another sweet girl coded song. This could deffo be applied to her after her games and after she's rescued from the Capitol :(((( ----- Finishing off with a bit of Miss Swift, this one part of Delicate reminds me of Finnick's sweet girl in the last couple of chapters: This ain't for the best My reputation's never been worse, so You must like me for me Where she's finally letting Finn back in and allowing herself to be comfortable with him :') Also, some its and bits of Marjorie also remind me of this fic when I think about it from two perspectives:

The autumn chill that wakes me up You loved the amber skies so much Long limbs and frozen swims You'd always go past where our feet could touch And I complained the whole way there The car ride back and up the stairs I should've asked you questions I should've asked you how to be Asked you to write it down for me Should've kept every grocery store receipt

If I didn't know better I'd think you were still around I know better But I still feel you all around I know better But you're still around

One being Finnick when he's missing the reader while he's in 13 and she's at the Capitol :( (Sometime I remember that part in Chapter 1 of The River where he smells peaches in his oatmeal and starts breaking breaking down, and I cry 🥲) But the other one being the reader thinking about Conway. Even though he tried to kill her, she still reminisces about the best parts of her friendship and can't help but feel the guilt and regret whenever she does. ------ OK HEHE THOSE ARE MY #THOUGHTS 💆‍♀️ I didn't realize how long it's been since i've been in your inbox and it's been WAY TOO LONG! never again 🫡 I love yapping about these things and I love hearing your thoughts about it!! Also, apologies in advance for when Tortured Poets Department comes out bc it'll be the biggest yap session ever once I make a connection between Finnick/Billy and any of the songs -🦅

AAAAAAA POOKIE I CALLED AND YOU CAME ILY 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺💋💋💋💋

(sorry this took so long to get to I get so easily distracted and there's an to get through)

you're all good pookie, I hope finals are going good and that you're taking care of yourself babes 💕

finnick odair the type of man to make you a mixtape that's kinda messy and done wrong but you don't care because he's so sweet and you can hear him talking and all the songs that make him think of you, he's such a simp, and so adorable

justice for finnick's sweet girl. she really had so much hope, felt so loved, so in love and had it all torn away from her. she's so giddy to be perceived by someone especially finnick odair and just addicted to him

billy's muse getting annoyed with eddie and giving daisy some lyrics about eddie instead this time bc she's so done with the way he's always being so sweet and comforting and lovey dovey and then trying to convince her to leave billy for him even though she's told him from the start she wouldn't, and he makes her feel so selfish, and cold for it. but "now you're on my case, how could I go? you never dreamed I'd be so cold and, then with venom on your tounge you ask me who I have become" honestly in this case I think billy would love the song because it validates that she'll always pick him, that eddie, although he's a nusciance, isn't a real threat and never had been.

and eddie gets annoyed for a good while and is pissy about it, which is painful for muse because she feels like she's got no one when her and billy argue. but eddie comes crawling back trying to win her over again regardless of how clear she's made it that he never stood a fighting chance.

SIDE NOTE: this song also makes me think of conway and sweet girl especially in that moment during their games when he's realizing everything and says she's changed which she denies. "so don't say that I've been acting different, I'm nothing if I'm not consistent" "I got wrapped up in the game again and you woke up in an empty bed, and I can't say I'm a perfect ten, but I am the girl I've always been"

aaaaa finnick's sweet girl, my poor tortured baby. the crying, the destructing when left with her thoughts, the death wishes, the silent cries for help that really aren't that silent, I want to hold her so bad

and for delicate, finnick's anxiety about not knowing what's not enough and too much for his sweet girl, where is the line? "is it cool that I said all that? is it chill that you're in my head? cause I know that it's delicate."

finnick thinking about how he should've done more, should have paid more attention even though he has her memorized, that somehow he should have savored every moment with her because he can't bear being without her. and the guilt because he wishes he'd supported her more, helped her heal more, he lies awake thinking about how he should've convinced her that life was worth living, that she was worth it because he has no idea what's happening to her now.

AND her thinking about conway, how she should've really paid attention to each tiny detail of their life before the games, each smile, joke, laugh, every damn moment before she destroyed it all. before snow destroyed it all. and she does see him everywhere and try not to break down, the beach they used to play on, the alleys they used to hide in to chat endlessly, their favorite field, favorite swimming hole, everything and it just makes her grieve.

I LOVE YOU POOKIE AND MISSED YOU 😭😭❤️❤️

SO REAL AND PLEASE SO I'M SO SO EXCITED FOR THE ALBUM AND I'M ALREADY SEARCHING FOR CONNECTIONS (billy and his muse as my boy only breaks his favorite toys, but daddy I love him, I can fix him (no really I can) I can do it with a broken heart)

#wanda 💋#finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x y/n #finnick odair #finnick odair fluff #finnick odair x you #the lakes #finnick odair angst #finnick odair x reader fluff #the river #billy dunne #billy dunne x reader #djats x reader #eddie roundtree #🦅 anon

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