have to keep your hand on the wall

can we take a moment to just think about how incredibly scary magical healing is in-context?

You get your insides ripped open but your friend waves his hands and your flesh just pulls back together, agony and evisceration pulling back to a ‘kinda hurts’ level of pain and you’re physically whole, with the 100% expectation that you’ll get back up and keep fighting whatever it was that struck you down the first time.

You break your arm after falling somewhere and after you’re healed instead of looking for ‘another way around’ everybody just looks at you and goes “okay try again”.

You’ve been fighting for hours, you’re hungry, thirsty, bleeding, crying from exhaustion, and a hand-wave happens and only two of those things go away. you’re still hungry, you’re still weak from thirst, but the handwave means you have ‘no excuse’ to stop.

You act out aggressively maybe punch a wall or gnash your teeth or hit your head on something and it’s hand-waved because it’s ‘such a small injury you probably can’t even feel it anymore’ but the point was that you felt it at all?

Your pain literally means nothing because as long as you’re not bleeding you’re not injured, right? Here drink this potion and who cares about the emotional exhaustion of that butchered village, why are you so reserved in camp don’t you think it’s fun retelling that time you fell through a burning building and with a hand-wave you got back up again and ran out with those two kids and their dog? 

Older warriors who get a shiver around magic-users not because of the whole ‘fireball’ thing but the ‘I don’t know what a normal pain tolerance is anymore’ effect of too much healing. Permanent paralysis and loss of sensation in limbs is pretty much a given in the later years of any fighter’s life. Did I have a stroke or did the mage just heal too hard and now this side of my face doesn’t work? No i’m not dead from the dragon’s claws but I can’t even bend my torso anymore because of how the scar tissue grew out of me like a vine.

Magical healing is great and keeps casualties down.

But man.

That stuff is scary.

caring for your love's sign
  • aries: let them be in charge, remind them that you won't leave, give them space to release their boundless energy, never forbid them to speak their mind, promise them the world in return for their time, learn to move quick, don't be afraid to be bold and loud
  • taurus: touch them constantly, worship their lips and eyes and skin, give them perfume, carry them over a puddle, hold their umbrella for them as well as the door to the car or their home, massage them and tuck them into bed, listen to what no one else wants to hear them say
  • gemini: speak, listen, run after them if they leave, don't be afraid to shout or sing along, nudge them, tickle them, beat them playing video games over and over and over, playfight, race in the streets, laugh at their jokes, praise their ideas, never say no, always say yes, never stop moving and dancing and spinning, give them a million kisses a second
  • cancer: hold them tightly against your chest, press your lips to their ear, slow dance late into the night, kiss them deeply, make their bed, don't hold back, ever, speak from your whims and impulses, let them see the workings of your heart, let them read your mind, carry out your promises, ride the fights out with diligence, compromise, keep them close
  • leo: call them beautiful and handsome and adorable, compliment their flaws, lift them to the sky, forget yourself in their presence, bite their lower lip, paint them, write them immortal into your poetry, listen to the rhythm of their heart, show them off, tell everyone that they are yours
  • virgo: take care of yourself and your body first, don't ignore their signs and clues and hints and teases, respect their hard work, drown yourself in their stories and sweaters, make their home yours, be flexible and find leeway, forgive, forget, remember every date and every hour, cooperate, talk about your future, hold each other accountable, keep expectations high, don't fall into the slump of routine
  • libra: be polite and speak kindly, find their sweet spots, hold their hand, take them out at night all the way until the morning, dedicate songs to them, learn their hobbies, idealize and romanticize, be a spectator to their life, a witness to all their important moments, be their biggest fan and their closest confidant
  • scorpio: lock away their secrets, look them in the eyes, stare and hold and breathe, breathe into each other, mold yourself into them, spread yourself out, let them have all of you, drop away your walls, taste them and let them taste you, be honest, only honest, be your most instinctual self only for them, protect them with your strength and your love even if they forbid you to, fight for their attention, keep up
  • sagittarius: cherish your time together, make each moment exciting, be spontaneous, adventure together, support them consistently through their journey and obstacles, surprise them, build a tremendous array of inside jokes, play board games and take them to new places, never stop challenging them
  • capricorn: be their source of comfort and acceptance, show them your dedication, validate their emotions, take them seriously, watch movies together, find your routine, bake things for them, gift them self-care products and roses and chocolates, speak without restriction, love gently and carefully
  • aquarius: recognize their uniqueness, call them different, tell them they're nothing like you've ever seen or will see again, treat your love as if it's a once in a lifetime moment, minute, second, a beat, be their hope, give them attention, be patient, tread carefully around their heart, move slowly, then quickly, then all at once, be their best friend, their newfound family, but don't tie them down
  • pisces: change their world, flip it upside down, open their eyes to new ideas and worlds and feelings, make them laugh like no one ever has, tell them stories, be their muse, support their endeavors, remind them to keep going, wait for them patiently while they come back to reality, make everything feel wild and pure and unreal
  • *note: also check moon and venus*
Music Major Gothic

-The metronome keeps going, at its eternal, pulsing speed. You turned it off 3 days ago. It slowly drives you mad.

-You hear quiet sobbing from beyond the wall of your practice room. You go to check on your comrade, but the room beside you is empty. You realize it was you that was sobbing.

-The tuner is set to A = 460. You are unsure how, as your tuner does not have a setting that high.

-Your professor hands you your math midterm. You are in music theory. You do not understand.

-How long have you been in this practice room? You are uncertain. There are no windows and time doesn’t seem to pass here. You emerge to discover that it’s 2AM and you missed your graduation.

-Your private instructor tells you to buy a piece. You scour the internet, but you cannot find it. You find one copy, for $600, in “poor” condition. There are no recordings of it. It is not on imslp.

-The practice room clock has never worked in your years here, but it somehow always reads a different time.

-You suddenly forget how to play your instrument. Your fingers fumble on the foreign object. You’ve never played this piece before. Juries are tomorrow.

-The practice rooms are all full. You wait for hours, but no one comes out. You knock on the door, you just want to practice. Something hisses at you. You do not try again.

-There are intruders in the music building. They are unwelcome. They know this, and hurry quickly in and out of their music appreciation gen ed class. They do not make eye contact. You hate them, but you do not understand why.

-You see a familiar face in the hallway. You do not remember their name, but you do remember what instrument they play. They’ve been attending this school for seven years and you’re certain they graduated…..twice

-Your instrument whispers to you while you sleep. You haven’t been practicing enough. The voice is threatening, demanding. You’ve lost 2 roommates because of it. They never informed you of this. Your 3rd one trembles.

-You reach for a pencil during class only to discover that you have none left. You’ve lost the last one. Classes started three days ago. You weep softly.

-Your ensemble director keeps conducting. He never speaks. You sneak out when the class ends. He doesn’t stop. What is he conducting, anyway? It’s syllabus day.

Updated masterlist #8

It’s that time again! 

All smut is indicated
(*) over 50 notes
(**) over 100 notes
(***) over 150 notes
(!) over 200 notes
(!!) over 300 notes
(!!!) over 500 notes

(^) over 1000 notes
(^^) over 2000 notes

(^^^) over 27,000 notes

Text AU

You confuse them with Meghan Trainor lyrics (!!)
You loose something stupid (!!)
Messaging the wrong boy (!!)
You love superheroes (!!)
Food mishaps with the baby (!)
you play hide and seek (!)
They think you are ignoring them (!)
Kitchen mishaps (!)
you buy a dog (!)
Harry Potter (***)
Kittens (***)
you give him a heart attack (***)
You have a bad day at school (***)
Calum finding out that you had a seizure but you left your phone at home (***)
You tell him you’re pregnant (***)
1st december (***)
Michael’s black hair (**)
supernatural 5sos part 2.5 (the other parts are found in preferences) (**)

Non smutty visuals

Imagine #1 (Calum) (**)
Imagine #2 (Michael) (*)
Imagine #3 (Ashton) (*)
Imagine #4 (Luke) (*)
Imagine #5 (Calum) (*)
Imagine #6 (Luke) (*)
Imagine #7 (Ashton) (**)
Imagine #8 (Michael) (*)
Imagine #9 (Calum) (**)

Preferences

you make him cum his pants *smut*  (!!!)
Bus Bunk mishaps  (!!)
You get in a car crash and lose your memory (!)
You get in a car crash and lose your memory part 2 (***)
He thinks you are cheating on him (!)
He thinks you are cheating on him part 2 (!)
Supernatural 5sos (!)
Supernatural 5sos part 2  (***)
Supernatural 5sos part 3  (**)
supernatural 5sos part 4  (**)
supernatural 5sos part 5 (**)
supernatural 5sos part 6 (*)
supernatural 5sos part 7 (*)
supernatural 5sos part 8 (*)
supernatural 5sos part 9 (*)
Pap problems  (!)
Shutting him out (***)
You’re his celebrity crush (***)
Camp half blood AU   (**)
Camp Half-blood part 2 (**)
Camp half blood part 3
having an argument/fight (**)
having a argument/fight part 2 (***)
you like him but to him you are just friends (**)
Part 2 (**)
Love me like you do *song preference*   (**)
Finding out you are pregnant (*)
He’s your best friend but you have a crush on someone else (*)
he is your best friend but you have a crush on someone else part 2 (*)
insecurities (*)
he insults you and the boys defend you (*)
He takes care of you when you are sick
When you’re gone Avril lavigne *song preference* (*)
Natalia Kills-Problem (*)
You ruin me by the veronicas*song preference*

Imagines

Ashton
Skype sex with visual  *smut* (***)
My wallflower (Nerd) (*)
My Wallflower Part 2
Luke Vs Ashton (*)
Personal Ashton imagine for wrecking-ball-love
Michael Vs Ashton
Calum Vs Ashton
Golden Compass AU
Ipod shuffle - Still into you
Michael
He walks in on your masturbating *smut*  (***)
He walks in on your masturbating part 2 *smut*  (**)
Skype sex with visual *smut* (**)  
Michael smut, overprotective older brother Luke (**)
Single parent (*)
Michael imagine where you’ve been dating a long time but Harry has a thing for you (*)
Secret boyfriend Michael (*)
Michael Imagine Welcome home *smut* (*)
Michael Vs Ashton
You’re just not punk rock enough for me (*)
Bad boy Michael (*)
He’s not that bad (*)
He’s not that bad part 2 (*)
He’s not that bad part 3  *smut* (**)
He’s not that bad part 4
No Sleep of the Wicked
Gastroparesis
No Sleep of the Wicked
Parenthood is hard
Appendicitis
Trying to study
Even though I know you’re lying, I still almost believe you *requested*
You saved me from myself
Luke
I like you, not him. *smut* (***)
Neighbour (*)
Luke imagine Dont you forget me (*)
Luke Imagine Panic attack (*)
Skype sex with visual *smut* (*)
Luke imagine shower sex  *smut* (*)
Married at first sight (*)
The Hunger Games (*)
Backstage fun *smut*
Luke song imagine “Our July in the Rain” by He is We
Luke Imagine Not so secret relationship
Luke Imagine you like him but he doesn’t feel the same
Luke has a headache
Badly written imagine
Calum
Silent treatment from him (**)
Happy New Year (**)
Mad at Calum (*)
Secret love affair with Calum (*)
Jock meets Nerd (**)
personal Calum visual imagine for hoodswhisper *smut*
Calum imagine He has a headache
Calum Vs Ashton

Fanfictions
Bad Boy werewolf michael (!!)
Fate is not our friend Ashton werewolf
Mr Nerd is my soul mate Luke  (***)

Random posts

Ashton doesn’t like cats (^^)
Michael’s voice (^)
5 members of one direction (^^^)
Zayn leaving (!!!)
My friend and I on the phone (***)
What’s ‘wrong’ about she’s kinda hot (!!)
Michael’s porn tash (!!)
My reaction to the skh ep (!)
Michael is too precious (!)
Return of red Michael (!)
Michael’s reflection (***)
Luke is rude (***)
Calum in glasses (!!!)
Ashton in glasses (!!)
toasted Ashton (!!)
Return of Brashton (^)
Ashton winking/kissing  (!!!)

Visuals    

Dry humping (!)
People in chairs have more fun (!)
Yes sir!  (!)
We dont need the bedroom (!)
Eating out (***)
Teasing (***)
Keep your underwear on (***)
Bath/shower (**)
Under the table fun (**)
Midnight at the pool (**)
Lingerie (**)
Lets go to the kitchen! (**)
Against the wall  (**)
Thigh riding (**)
Car sex  (**)
Do you want to be a cowgirl? (*)
Angry fun  (*)
Squirting (*)
Bondage  (*)
Holding Hands (*)
Orgasm  (*)
Fingering (**)
FxFxM threesome (*)
Wedding night (*)
MXMXF threesome (*)
Grinding (*)
Anal

showering with boyfriend!tom (nsfw)

-so this would normally be a morning thing

-you’d be up and awake and drinking your coffee in the morning and he’d still be in bed sleeping on his stomach and you’d like hop on top of him and kiss across his back and whisper in his ear “hey, come shower with me” and he’d grumble and be like “mmmhmm, two seconds”

-so you’d go get in the shower and he’d come in yawning and stretching a minute or two later with a towel in hand

-or he’d get back from the gym and you’d still be asleep and you’re like in bed on your side and he comes in and leans one knee on the bed and playfully slaps your ass and says “you coming?” and you turn and squint at him and it takes you a second to realize what he’s talking about but then you stretch and smile and murmur “yep” and get up and follow him into the bathroom

-you like your showers burning hot and tom tries to put up with it but always ends up turning it a little bit cooler

-so you guys wash you hair and do your thing and you take way longer than him since you have way more hair so he of course starts getting handsy

-he starts playing with your boobs a lil and kissing your neck and shit

-he kisses a straight line down your stomach and kneels and you’re like “um you’re gonna get soap in your eye if you do that right now” half joking and he’s like “I’ll survive” and puts one of your legs over his shoulder and you move so your back’s against the wall bc the first time he did this you totally slipped and you learned your lesson

-so you have one hand on the wall for balance and the other in his hair while he starts working his tongue on your clit

-he would squeeze your thighs until you looked at him because he loves eye contact when he’s making you feel good

-after a bit of him alternating between pushing his tongue inside you and sucking on your clit you would moan really loud and your knee would buckle a little and that’s when he knew to stop

-he’d be ready to take you then and there but you would wanna take him in your mouth a lil first and he obvi wouldnt refuse

-so you’d be on your knees in the shower and he’d be holding your wet hair back and groaning while you sucked on the head of his cock

-once he accidentally bucked his hips while this was happening and basically thrusted into your mouth and sort of choked you and you gagged and he was like “sorrysorrysorrysorrysorry” he felt so bad

-but eventually he’d tug on your hair gently and tell you to stop or else he was gonna come

-so he’d turn you to face the wall and be behind you and he’d reach down between the two of you and pump his fingers inside you a few times to make sure you were still nice and wet

-and then he’d push inside you really slowly and carefully because the shower is precarious

-and as he picked up the pace he’d keep one hand on the wall to steady himself and the other would be around your waist pulling you back into him with each thrust

-and you would also have one hand on the wall but the other would reach over your shoulder and into his hair, pulling his mouth to your neck

-every so often as he thrusted into you, your nipples would hit the cold wall of the shower and you’d take in a sharp breath at the sensation

-when he was close he’d slip his fingers between your legs to help you out

-your legs would start to shake as you came around him and he’d hold you tight against him, both of you moaning as your muscles clenched and your orgasms made it hard for you to stay upright

-he’d slip out of you and just kiss the back of your neck until you caught your breath and turned around to face him, kissing him sloppily on the mouth as water continued to wash over your bodies

-you’d stand there in the hot water for a minute before grabbing the soap off the little counter and squirting a bunch into your hand and rubbing it over his back and shoulders, your bodies still pressed together

-he’d do the same, running his hands all over your body, squeezing your ass cheekily when he got there

-once you were both all rinsed you’d get out and continue your day like normal people do! lol

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we wrote this sitting next to our parents in a hospital waiting room, that’s dedication for ya

xoxo, L & A

MONROE TECHNIQUES FOR ASTRAL PROJECTION

One of the chief barriers people learning to project face is fear.  Many are afraid that they may die, or be harmed in some way as a result of their projection. Once you can counteract this fear you can begin trying to project.  


Step one:

Relax the body. According to Monroe, “the ability to relax is the first prerequisite, perhaps even the first step itself” to having an OBE. (out of body experience) This includes both physical and mental relaxation. Monroe does not suggest a method of attaining this relaxation, although Progressive Muscle relaxation, coupled with deep breathing exercises (inhale 1, exhale 2, inhale 3…. until 50 or 100) are known to work well.


Step two:

Enter the state bordering sleep.  This is known as the hypnagogic state. Once again, Monroe doesn’t recommend any method of doing this.  One way is to hold your forearm up, while keeping your upper arm on the bed, or ground. As you start to fall asleep, your arm will fall, and you will awaken again.  With practice, you can learn to control the Hypnagogic state without using your arm.  Another method is to concentrate on an object.  When other images start to enter your thoughts, you have entered the Hypnagogic state.  Passively watch these images.  This will also help you maintain this state of near-sleep. Monroe calls this Condition A.


Step three:

Deepen this state. Begin to clear your mind.  observe your field of vision through your closed eyes.  Do nothing more for a while. Simply look through your closed eyelids at the blackness in front of you.  After a while, you may notice light patterns.  These are simply neural discharges.  They have no specific effect.  Ignore them.  When they cease, one has entered what Monroe calls Condition B.  From here, one must enter an even deeper state of relaxation which Monroe calls Condition C– a state of such relaxation that you lose all awareness of the body and sensory stimulation.  You are almost in a void in which your only source of stimulation will be your own thoughts.  The ideal state for leaving your body is Condition D.  This is Condition C when it is voluntarily induced from a rested and refreshed condition and is not the effect of normal fatigue.  To achieve Condition D, Monroe suggests that you practice entering it in the morning or after a short nap.


Step Four:

Enter a state of Vibration. This is the most important part of the technique, and also the most vague.  Many projectors have noted these vibrations at the onset of projection.  They can be experienced as a mild tingling, or as is electricity is being shot through the body.  /their cause is a mystery.  It may be the astral body trying to leave the physical one.  For entering the vibrational state, he offers the following directions:

1. Remove all jewelry or other items that might be touching your skin.

2. Darken the room so that no light can be seen through your eyelids, but do not shut out all light.

3. Lie down with your body along a north-south axis, with your head pointed toward magnetic north.

4. Loosen all clothing, but keep covered so that you are slightly warmer than might normally be comfortable.

5. Be sure you are in a location where, and at a time when, there will be absolutely no noise to disturb you.

6. Enter a state of relaxation

7. Give yourself the mental suggestion that you will remember all that occurs during the upcoming session that will be beneficial to your well-being. Repeat this five times.

8. Proceed to breathe through your half-open mouth.

9. As you breath, concentrate on the void in front of you.

10. Select a point a foot away from your forehead, then change your point of mental reference to six feet.

11. Turn the point 90 degrees upward by drawing an imaginary line parallel to your body axis up and above your head.  Focus there and reach out for the vibrations at that point and bring them back into your body.

Even if you don’t know what these vibrations are, you will know when you have achieved contact with them.


Step five:

Learn to control the vibrational state.  Practice controlling them by mentally pushing them into your head, down to your toes, making them surge throughout your entire body, and producing vibrational waves from head to foot.  To produce this wave effect, concentrate of the vibrations and mentally push a wave out of your head and guide it down your body. Practice this until you can induce these waves on command.  Once you have control of the vibrational state, you are ready to leave the body.


Step six:

Begin with a partial separation.  The key here is thought control.  Keep your mind firmly focused on the idea of leaving the body. Do not let it wander. Stray thought might cause you to lose control of the state.

Now, having entered the vibrational state, begin exploring the OBE by releasing a hand or a foot of the “second body”.  Monroe suggests that you extend a limb until it comes in contact with a familiar object, such as a wall near your bed.  Then push it through the object. Return the limb by placing it back into coincidence with the physical one, decrease the vibrational rate, and then terminate the experiment.  Lie quietly until you have fully returned to normal. This exercise will prepare you for full separation.


Step seven:

Dissociate yourself from the body. Monroe suggests two methods for this.  One method is to lift out of the body.  To do this, think about getting lighter and lighter after entering this vibrational state.  Think about how nice it would be to float upward.  Keep this thought in mind at all costs and let no extraneous thoughts interrupt it. An OBE will occur naturally at this point.

Another method is the “Rotation method” or “roll-out” technique.  When you have achieved the vibrational state, try to roll over as if you were turning over in bed.  /do not attempt to roll over physically.  Try to twist your body from the top and virtually roll over into your second body right out of your physical self.  At this point, you will be out of the body but next to it.  Think of floating upward, and you should find yourself floating above the body.  Monroe suggests you begin with the lift-out method, but argues that both are equally efficacious.


Source: Scared text archive & (Taken from Leaving the Body: A Complete Guide to Astral

Projection, D. Scott Rogo, prentice Hall Press)


As Always

-Robin

anonymous asked:

c h u b b y ! d a n

*warning; sexual harassment related themes*

+ Dan’s been acting strange all day, but still insists he’s fine and everything’s normal.

+ He keeps staring off into space and Phil has to wave his hand in front of his face several times to get his attention. Finally Phil just slams him against the wall, pinning him there by his wrists.

+ “Dan, what’s going on with you?” He asks, figuring that must have gotten his boyfriend’s attention. Dan sighs, blushing.

+ “You know how I’ve been getting a bit… chubbier?” He asks. Phil nods. He’s more than aware; Dan’s stomach and thighs have been getting more cuddly and he loves it.

+ “Yes…?” He asks, narrowing his eyes. “Do you not like it? Because I’ve told you, your body is-”

+ “No, no, it’s not that,” Dan interrupts him, searching Phil’s eyes and chewing on his lip. “I’ve been getting these… comments.”

+ “Are people being rude? I swear I’ll-”

+ “No, Phil. Most of them aren’t mean… they’re…” Dan trails off, his gaze falling too his feet. “Just let me show you.”

+ Phil lets Dan lead him to his room, sitting on the bed as Dan leans over the desk, opening his laptop.

+ “They’re a bit…” he pauses, his face tinting pink. “Dirty,” he mumbles.

+ “Excuse me?” Phil stands up, moving to the desk to look at his screen, and Dan steps aside.

+ The first thing he sees is a comment saying, “fuck i wanna eat him out. i want my head between those chubby thighs, damn” and a bunch of people agreeing.

+ Phil’s seething. He crosses his arms, facing his boyfriend, who’s blushing and avoiding his gaze.

+ “Read them.”

+ Dan stares at him. “What?”

+ “I said, read them.” Phil raised an eyebrow. “Read them to me.”

+ Dan slowly approached the computer, watching Phil nervously as his eyes scanned the words.

+ “I-I want to…” he stuttered, licking his lips and glancing at Phil. Phil nodded for him to continue. “I want to go down on him s-so bad… and k-kiss him all over… he looks so much better with a little bit of fat…”

+ Phil silently dropped to his knees in front of Dan. “Keep going,” he muttered, tugging at his zipper.

+ “He’s so fucking sexy now, I’m so jealous of his boyfriend. I’d love to f-fuck him until he screamed…” Dan read, biting his lip, and Phil scowled, tugging down his zipper roughly.

+ “I w-would leave marks all over those pale thighs, m-make him look so pretty, all covered with my…” Dan flinched. “…my cum…”

+ “Block whoever said that one,” Phil growled, tugging Dan’s jeans down his hips and mouthing him through his boxers.

+ Dan gasped sharply, squirming automatically, but Phil grabbed his thigh tightly and held him still.

+ “Keep reading, princess.”

+ “I…” Dan started, his breath hitching. “Phil, I can’t-”

+ “Keep reading,” Phil repeated, digging his nails into Dan’s soft skin, his voice a sort of low sickly sweet growl that had Dan shivering.

+ “Yes s-sir,” Dan mumbled, moaning softly as Phil pulled his boxers down, licking a long stripe up his thigh. “I d-don’t even know who he is, but I… if I met him in a bar I would take him home, no doubt.”

+ Dan paused to whimper as Phil nipped at the sensitive place on his inner thigh, and god he was so close to the place Dan wanted him to be.

+ “I’d fucking tie that slut down and-”

+ Phil had heard enough; he pushed Dan back on his bed, moving his legs so they were wrapped around his head. He bit at Dan’s sensitive skin gently, humming when Dan moaned from above him, reaching down to tangle his fingers in Phil’s hair.

+ Dan arched his back, whining as Phil took all of him to the back of his throat, bobbing his head expertly. He knew Dan this way, only him. Only he knew all the ways to get him screaming so loud the neighbors could hear.

+ “Mine,” Phil whispered, digging his nails into a particularly chubby part of Dan’s thigh, brushing his fingertips up his stomach. “My pretty chubby baby, all mine.”

+ Dan nodded, whimpering and trying to keep himself from thrusting into Phil’s mouth. “Yes, daddy. Please- all yours.”

+ And right then, they both knew it. No one else even stood a chance.

Angel in the Darkness (M) pt.7

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (masturbating, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use……(alot of smut comes in later) This is a mature read! You have been warned!

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8



The air conditioning caused the dimly lit room to be abnormally cold, as Jin slightly shivered. He was sitting with his hands forming fists, while his father gave him a stern look.

He didn’t want to be here, that was for sure. He knew his father must have started to become suspicious of him, since it was taking an unusually long time for him to locate Jungkook and you. So when he got another message that his father wanted to see him – he couldn’t stop shaking.

What was he supposed to say? He couldn’t keep lying and give his father the same answer of ‘they are close.’ No, that definitely wouldn’t work this time, as he could tell with the look his father currently gave him.

“Son,” his father spoke with a grim voice. “How stupid do you think I am?”

Even though Jin was nervous, he managed to pull off his infamous poker face as he replied, “What ever do you mean?”

“Save your lies for someone else Jin,” the greying man mocked. “You may be able to fool others, but certainly not me. Now tell me where they are. Now.”

Keep reading

Where Is He?

Request: I saw you wanted some angsty tom holland spider man requests >:3 you should write something where the reader gets kidnapped by someone who found out she is dating Peter, and they try to get her to reveal his location and secrets about him but she refuses to and they torture her. You can make an extra angsty ending or a fluffy one! Love you!

Requested by: anonymous.

A/N: Ooooh! Thank you for the request, love. I love you too ;) 

Pairing: Peter x Reader

Warnings: angst. torturing of the sort, a bit of sexual implications but not much.


Originally posted by j-murphy

“We know you’re dating him. There’s no point trying to fake it.” You felt your breath stuck in your throat as your eyes warily watch the knife tracing your arm. You fought your wrist restraints, trying to break free but it was helpless. Whoever had kidnapped you had used tough rope and wound it around your wrists tightly. It didn’t help that they’d strung your wrists so high that you could barely stand on your own feet. “Where is he?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You spat at the man before you, holding your head out before you defiantly. “And even if I did, there’s no way i’d tell you.” You watched with terror as the man before you tightened his grip on the knife, pressing it lightly into your arm. You bit your lip, not giving him the satisfaction of hearing you cry out.

You’d expected him to continue, continue cutting until he finally managed to hear you cry. But instead the man stopped, pausing in his efforts. You watched him step closer to you, so that his face was only a mere inches from your own. You held your breath, backing your head as far as you could against the wall. You hated being the damsel in distress and you hated it more that you were being used for information, but there was no way in hell you give Peter up so you wouldn’t be hurt. Speaking of, it’d be really nice if he showed up around now…

“You know…” The man started, tilting the long knife threateningly in front of your face. “I’ve been watching you, well you and Spider-Man. I see the way he cares for you, which is exactly why I went after you. Even if you don’t tell me anything, he’ll fall for my trap to come save you and i’ll have him right where I want him.” You bit your lip, kicking out your lip in frustration knowing that the man in front of you was exactly right. Peter would come save you and there was nothing you could do to warn him that it’d only be a trap. “I’ll enjoy killing him in front of you.” 

“He’s stronger than you think.” You argued, shaking your head at his threats. The man only chuckled at your defiance, biting his lip in thought as he stared at you. You watched him warily, unsure of what he’d do before he shocked you, reaching his arms out and grabbing ahold of your top. You immediately knew of what he’d do and you opened your mouth to plead but was a second late as you heard the sound of fabric rip. 

You flushed in embarrassment as your bare stomach and bra came into view. You tried to press your elbows together, a feeble attempt at covering yourself.

“You’re very beautiful. I can see why Peter likes you.” The man commented, allowing his eyes to roam your shape. For a moment you feared of what he’d do, something that would be way worse the slicing your skin. But you allowed yourself to breath again when he grabbed the knife again, shaking his head; “i’m not gonna hurt you. Not in that way at least.” He confirmed, and despite the impending doom you knew faced you, you felt relief at the fact that he wasn’t going to touch you like that.

“Fuck you.” You spat, eyes crinkling in disgust.

“Feisty.” The man stepped towards you and you sucked in a deep breath, leaning up on your wrists and pressing your back against the wall. It did nothing to stop the man as he effortlessly stepped forward, making sure you were looking at him as he pressed the knife against your bare stomach, sliding it down your stomach. You could feel the blood drip down your stomach as pain shot through you.

You clenched your hands together, pressing your lips together in last hopes of keeping whatever yell of pain you’d have in. It only seemed to please the psychopath more, to see you struggle not to cry out. He laughed cruelly, a smirk on his lips as he placed his knife at your hip, pressing into it. There was nothing you could do as a scream burst through your lips, your ankles wobbling as you slumped, falling against the man. He did nothing but pushed you back up, “that’s it. Scream.” 

He sliced down your arm again, across your stomach, by your ribs. And all throughout you screamed in pain. No matter how much you pleaded he only continued, repeating the same question; “where is he?” Still you refused to answer, bit your tongue, and suffered through the pain.

It wasn’t until this had been going on far too long did the man show signs of frustration. He screamed in your face, calling you every name in the book as he slammed every bit of anger at you. “Damnit! Where is here?!”

“Right here.” You snapped your head to our left, finding Peter Parker in his Spider-Man suit standing above some rumble. Your heart fell at the sight of him, shaking your head in a desperate plea to go. You watched as your capturer turned towards you with a sick smile; “told you.” And then he was gone from your side, running towards Spider-Man who almost immediately fell into battle.

You tried your best to fight your restraints, your voice coming in a raw scream if Peter was knocked to the ground. He’d only nod your way, sending a reassuring smile as jump back into action. You watch him be beat on, fall and be thrown to the ground. But you watched him get back up from the ground, with renowned strength. You watched as the man finally fell to the ground and Peter delivered one final blow, knowing him out. 

He ripped his mask off his face, immediately running to your side. Peter said nothing as he scrambled to untie your restraints, you falling onto him almost immediately. He repeated your name in alarm, repeating you’d be okay and you didn’t know if it was for you or for himself. It didn’t matter, all that mattered is that you told him the truth. “I didn’t tell him anything.” You whispered, and he set you on the ground, brushing stray hair from your face.

“I know. I know.” Peter nodded down at you. “Oh, god. Y/N, this is all my fault. I’m so sorry.”

“No.” You repeated sternly, finding whatever last strength you could. “No it’s not. I knew what I was signing up for.”

“Bu-”

“But nothing, Peter. I love you, and that will not change.” He shook his head at your stubbornness, smiling lightly down at you. “Thank you for saving me.”

“Let’s get you to a hospital.”

OVERCOME (M)

Originally posted by jeonify


GENRE: noona&youngerboy, smut

BACKGROUND: Jungkook’s first time had left him traumatized of having sex ever again. It had gone so far to the point that a rumor had even spread about him not being able to get hard-ons. You then decide to step in and prove the rumor wrong. What was supposed to be a simple test of theory leads to a night that you weren’t going to forget for the rest of your life.

AUTHORS NOTE: Omg I haven’t written something in so long. I’m so sorry this took me quite a while. This actually started as a drabble but I kind of got too into it and finished it into a full blown story. I’ll be working on the remaining requests sent to me before, soon I promise you guys, I’m just trying to come up with ideas! But I do hope you enjoy this, tell me what you think. 

Jeon, as forever, is a sinful little shit. 

If there are any errors, I am sorry about those! I did proof read but I know I still missed some. 


Your pen hangs off of your lips, fingers tapping lightly against the glass table as you study the boy in front of you. He has his face buried between the pages of his Physics book, eyes scanning through each paragraph in close precision, oblvious of your scrutiny. You slowly turn your logistics book shut, choosing to ignore your studies as the conversation you had with your brother during last night’s party flashes through your mind.

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Zack totally teased the two of them (individually) to get together when he found out the feelings were mutual meanwhile Jason is just tired of all the gushing he gets from Kim about the yellow ranger

Jason: “Kimberly Ann Hart, I swear to god if you don’t ask her out, I’ll-”
Kimberly: “What? Ask her out yourself? She’s not into you. Not even into guys in general. What are you going to threaten me with now, Scott? And how dare you full name me.”

Trini reverted back to using earphones so they could listen to music together, but someone always moved their head too much where the other’s bud always came out so she decided to get a splitter so they could still listen together, but have their individual earphones.

Zack and Jason (reluctantly) bet on who’s going to get their ass wiped during sparring between the girls during training each day because (one of them gets a little too sidetracked)

Their study dates are 20% flashcards and 80% ”if i fail this test tomorrow, you can tell the teacher why, Tri!” “that i couldn’t keep my hands to myself after i finally found your ticklish spot which took so long to find but it was so worth it though it may have resulted in a hole in your wall because you tried blindly kicking at me?”

Trini secretly loves when Kim plays with her hair, especially when she’s had a stressful day
she’ll collapse into her lap and let her do her thing, letting her caress her hair and gently scratch at her scalp

Kim watches her girlfriend go from grumpy cat to lazy sleepy content cat (she totally awes at the accidental purr that comes out)
Kim is the only one that’s allowed to unbraid/braid Trini’s hair

Here’s Kim’s words of advice and reassuring comments to Trini introducing herself as her girlfriend for the first time “Breathe. You’re going to do fine. You’ll be great. Just think about something calming, soothing, relaxing.
“Like what?”
“Think about me. Naked.”

Kim willing to fight anyone who insults or harms Trini in anyway and becoming furiously protective

Trini trying to bite back her words of anger and hatred when Amanda and her minions make a harsh snide comment to Kimberly knowing she won’t be able to stop any sort of aggression once it starts

Comforting each other about their
past and current home life

Instead of passing generic notes, they’re either playing tic tac toe, telling one another jokes or Kim drawing mini comics and Trini attempting to continue the story with her stick figures

Kim getting jealous when this new girl starts flirting with Trini and because this oblivious gay can’t tell the difference between a friendly compliment and I’m-trying-to-ask-you-out-on-a-date compliment, she unknowingly flirts back

Trini getting jealous when Jason asks if he can talk to Kimberly in private, when Kimberly cancels their plans because she promised to hang out with him and when Jason let’s it slip that Kim visits him in his room at night to talk about things that are troubling instead of talking to her

Kim volunteering to babysit Trini’s brothers with her
Discussing/”Making Up” stories about the Power Rangers with them
Trading embarrassing stories about Trini
Shyly but trying to act intimidating as they interrogate Kim to see if she’s good enough for their sister
Innocently asking if Kim and Trini are dating
Teasingly throwing the girlfriend word around the girls
Board Games
Movie Nights
Them and Kim getting competitive with one another during video games
Talking about their favorite superheroes as they show her their action figures
Questioning her if she believes in aliens

Kim sitting next to Trini or in front of her during Biology so they can reach under the desk and hold hands, y’know whisper in one another’s ears like losers, doodle in each other’s margin on their notebooks

Sneaking into each other’s rooms through the window

Both calming the other down after a nightmare
Kim stealing all of Trini’s flannels, jackets, hoodies. (Beanies are harder to get though she managed to steal her yellow one and replaced it before she was caught.)

Trini occasionally borrowing one of Kim’s shirts/tops

neck kisses
shoulder kisses
forehead kisses
nose kisses
cheek kisses
stomach kisses

Trini staring at Kim’s lips when she talks
Kim glancing at Trini’ lips when they’re sitting or standing too close

lip bites

Playfully bickering on who gets to be the big spoon always even though they switch it up all the time

Being able to keep up with each other’s snark, wit, sass, and sarcasm
Sly smiles
Knowing smug smirks
Suggestive glances
Amused arched eyebrows
Challenging one another

Trini resting her head on Kim’s shoulder

Kim resting her head atop of Trini’s

Trying out different cafés, bakeries, patisseries, coffee shops and learning and eventually knowing each other’s orders at all of them

jokes, innuendos, pick up lines, teasing, banter
eye rolls all the time
exaggerated eyelash batting
Kim flirtatiously winking
pleading pouting lips
Fake offended gasp
hugs from behind

Kim leaning her chin on top of Trini’s head or her shoulder

both being easily whipped and persuaded/convinced by the other

whispering sweet nothings before saying something dumb and stupid and playfully insultful to get rid of the cheesy, sappy, sentiment

Trini judging Kim’s music tastes and both of them trying to find a common genre

Finding places with the best views of the town/taking each other on random adventures

Late night car rides with the windows down

They frequent the cliff edge that overlooks the lake (swimming hole?) for a good view of the lights

If Trini can convince Kim to go hike up the mountain together in the morning, they watch the sunrise, but usually they watch the sunset after school/training

Drive In Movie Theater which either results in Kim being totally invested and Trini taking a nap or having a popcorn catching contest

Sharing Milkshakes

They always share the last donut and have a showdown on who gets the last piece

Taking selfies in those In N Out hats when they go out for burgers

Trini finds Kim singing into a hairbrush and dancing around her room one day as she blasts Top 40 Pop Songs
It takes roughly about 15 seconds to get her to begrudgingly join in
But she’s just in awe at the girl’s voice and so is Kim when Trini starts singing
They’re both panicking

Racing one another just for fun (of course where no one will see)

Snowball fights

Behind the bleachers, rooftop, girl’s bathroom on the second floor or in a quiet vacant hidden corner in the library is where you’ll find them alone ditching class and being unusually couple-ish (The janitor’s closet was just downright disgusting and smelled of cheap chlorine bleach and sanitizer even with their superhuman powers, chemicals still had some effect on their body)

Squeezing each other’s hand for comfort or reassurance along with rubbing their thumb over one another’s knuckles

Trusting one another more than anyone

taking turns resting their head on the other’s chest

Trini resting her head in Kimberly’s lap as she’s sprawled out on the couch

Zack giving Kimberly the shovel talk and Jason giving Trini the shovel talk even though they care for both girls
It’s a ridiculously lovable somewhat annoying act

Trini calling Kim “Princess”

kissing one another’s palms and wrists

both being in utter awe that someone as amazing and beautiful wants to date them

rubbing soothing circles on one another’s hands when the other gets nervous/anxious

Kim tracing abstract patterns on Trini’s back when she’s sleeping

long walks or hiking up those mountain trails
talking to each other all night and even when one falls asleep the other doesn’t hang up the phone, lovesick idiots

When Kim asks Trini what she did to get into detention this time, if she isn’t sending a death glare towards Zack and groaning like she’s suffering through hell and back, she just gives a sheepish smile and a nonchalant shrug because she’s not going to admit that she volunteers to go to this and the teacher could care less

Taking photographs

Kim’s mirror is covered in polaroids and Trini has a secret album

Trini finding out that Kim can do an absolutely believable flawless British accent (you figure out the details)

Kim mouthing the lines to movies and tv shows and Trini’s not even paying attention to the screen anymore like always

God forbid, they have hidden poetry/song books about one another that neither of have told them about.

Tickle Fights

Kim complimenting Trini all the time just to see her blush

The only time they will ever carry each other without being a stumbling blushing mess or arguing over the position in carrying is when one of them is injured or asleep

Star Gazing on top of Kim’s roof

They totally had the same idea of kissing in the rain even though they both know it’s a fricking cliche because a) they can’t get sick and b) they’re saps and hopeless romantics even if they won’t admit it

Having a snowman contest

Kim pushing Trini into the pool and Trini pulling her in with her

Kim booping Trini on the nose and Trini is just bewildered

They take turns bringing each other drinks and donuts for breakfast during the school week (Jason scolds them about needing to eat a healthier breakfast)

They meet up before first period then always text each other before their next classes/during passing periods/hallway traffic jam to complain or give them a heads up about things instead of walking one another to class

Stealing from another’s food during lunch
though it turns more into a game of sorts

Whoever gets out earlier from class waits by the other’s locker after school

Let’s just say the Rangers can’t get drunk so they inevitably try to drink themselves to death, but a body shot and a lap dance ensues

“Do you trust me?”
“Not with my water bottle and definitely not over a cliff.”

“If she goes, I go.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“That’s just your way of telling me, you love me. I’ve cracked that code a long time ago, Hart.”

“Will you please just shut up for a second and stop doubting yourself and listen to me! You’re beautiful.”

“Why did we agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven?”
“Did they just tell us to go fuck in a closet?”
“The irony hasn’t escaped me.”

“I hate this town. I hate these faces. I’m just so tired of everything, except you. Never you.”

“You’re not short,you’re just tiny.”

“I don’t remember falling in love with you. I just remember you grabbing onto my hand and squeezing way too hard when we were about to be pummeled to our deaths by a train and in that terrifying second I couldn’t process anything except a single thought which was, “You’re dying just admit you’re gay and pretty girls make you weak.”

“You’ve been shutting everyone out that genuinely cares about you”
“Not everyone, not you.”

“Do you think the world could suddenly end on a night as quiet as this?”

“Let me ask you something. Do you think there’s such a thing as a perfect day?”
“What?”
“A perfect day. Start to finish. When nothing terrible or sad or ordinary happens. Do you think it’s possible?”

“We spend our whole lives stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how we’ll escape one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps us going, but we’ll never do it. We just use the future to escape the present. Truth is, we’ll never actually be rid of Angel Grove, we’re still Power Rangers and just like any other superhero we’ll end up staying exactly where we are. Unfortunately our home isn’t a city.” “Well, at least it has you.”

“You were not meant to simply be pretty. You were meant to fight back, so get up and face it.”

“What’s inside is what matters. You are so much smarter than they give you credit for.”

“I am aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be, but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.”

“I feel lost inside myself.”

“I’m not perfect, but I’m original.”

“Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.”

“The happiest people, don’t have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.”

“Perhaps, I want nothing more than to fall asleep next to you.”

“My life will end someday and so will yours, hopefully we die roughly around the same age, not that I want you to die ever but I don’t want you suffering of heartbreak like some depressing Hallmark movie so just kiss me anytime.”

“Thank you, for making me feel less alone.”

“I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception.”

“You are alive. You are not a sad story.”

“I love you, but don’t know what to do.”

“You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first.” Bullshit.
I have never loved myself.
But you
Oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“Why did you do that?”
“Because I love you.”

“I would never let anybody or anything hurt you.”

“I don’t know for sure what I’m feeling. I don’t think you know exactly what you’re feeling either. This is all new or maybe we’ve felt this way for quite sometime, but refused to acknowledge them. What I do know is that, whatever mutual feelings we have for one another is not going to jeopardize our friendship.We’re not going to let that happen.”

“Just talk to me.”

“What is wrong with you?”
“I’m crazy, remember?”

Kim noticing that Trini has bad social anxiety especially when she’s seated or standing in a public closed in crowd so she always makes it a priority to get seats near the windows in the corner or a seat where Trini’s back is covered
Kim trying to learn Spanish on her own not just to impress Trini (that’s just an added bonus) but to make it easier for Trini’s brothers and dad to communicate with her. She manages to even impress Trini’s mom and manages to have forge somewhat of an acquaintanceship, but she’s still wary.

They’re in love, that’s all I’ve got to say.

Identity Theft

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Request: “63 and 67 separately jughead x reader please if its too much then could you just do 67 thank you”

Prompt:
#67 “Are you getting jealous?” - “You’re changing your outfit, now!”

Warnings: I think there’s more than one curse in this one? Also allusions to sex but no actual sex because I’m innocent

A/N: I didn’t want this to get sexual like it did but OOPS I guess I’m just really thirsty lately

Tag list: @1amluke, @betty-coopers-number-one-stan, @keepcalmandflywithtoothless, @lostinpercyseyes, @captainsuperfangirl

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Ten years, too late

Bucky x Reader

Summary:“You can’t stop me from seeing my own daughter.” + “You lost the right to see her when you walked out of our lives ten years ago.”

Word Count: 2271

Warnings: angst, death (mention only)

A/N: so, this is my submission for ( @bladebarnes ) Blade’s 2k writing challenge, just gonna leave this here, before i go on my break!
i really don’t know how this messed up idea came to my mind, but i hope it’s something new bc i wanted to save this prompt from being a total cliche so, yeah :) also, I made a little change in the second sentence, hope you don’t mind

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Good F*ck

SUMMARY - You tell about your frustrations about not ever having good sex to Nat and Wanda and Bucky overhears .

WORDS- 1.8K(approx)

A/N - Taw @supersoldierslover I love you . Thank you so much . 

WARNINGS- cursing , dirty talk, fingering , unprotected sex (just use a fucking condom pls) also very sexual gif of lance tucker below(definitely a warning).

Originally posted by blurredmelancholy

“Fuuuck….” , you groan hitting your head lightly to the coffee table but enough to get your friends Nat and Wanda to notice you .

“What is it now? “Nat asked nonchalantly , used to your sudden outburst of frustration .

“I just…I… I feel empty.” You say looking helplessly at the two of them .
Both their expression changed to one of sympathy .

“Y/N , I understand . I feel that way too sometimes . With the job we have we are….”Wanda starts before you interrupt her .

“Nooo , you don’t understand . That’s not what I am trying to say .I just …” You throw your hands in the air and let out a whine.

“What is Y/N?”  Nat asked a little irritated.

“I just need to be dicked okay . Like fucked so good that I see the fucking stars and pass out . Arghhh!!!!!”

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Rotten Judgement - part 2

AU!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Hercules!AU After selling your soul to save your lover’s life, you become one of the Lord of the Underworld’s slave. Bucky is obsessed with one thing: collecting hearts. But why?

Word Count:1,630

Warnings: Language, Angst, Slaves, Demonic creatures, Mythology , Attempt Assault 

A/N: Seriously guys, thank you so much for the nice feedback. I hope I tagged everyone, sorry if I didn’t :/ (As usual some quotes from the movie)

“I know who you work for,” Brock Rumlow, notorious human trash bag, hissed as he pinned you with the weight of his body against a brick wall.

He put his big, calloused hand around your throat and tightened his grip until you were gasping for air. You tried to pull yourself free, but your hands were trapped behind your back. He was breathing so close to your face that you could feel his clammy breath on your skin.

In hindsight, you should have known that Rumlow wasn’t going to be easy an easy target. He was a murderer and a thief, he probably didn’t even have a heart. Your targets were usually old people or horny men, this was a first and you couldn’t understand why Bucky needed his heart. It was most likely all black and corrupted.

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‘Wild side’

Request: Klaus smut where you and Klaus are in love with each other, and after a fight with Elena you go to see him

Pairing: Klaus x reader

Warnings: Swearing, smut (sexual content, eating out, fingering, sex)

You​ ​feel​ ​your​ ​whole​ ​body​ ​go​ ​tense​ ​as​ ​Klaus​ ​Mikaelson​ ​enters​ ​the​ ​Mystic​ ​Grill​ ​and​ ​shoots​ ​a smile​ ​over​ ​to​ ​where​ ​you,​ ​Elena​ ​and​ ​Bonnie​ ​are​ ​sitting.​ ​You​ ​give​ ​a​ ​half​ ​smile​ ​back,​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​be polite​ ​but​ ​not​ ​entice​ ​him​ ​over​ ​at​ ​the​ ​same​ ​time.​ ​Unfortunately,​ ​it​ ​doesn’t​ ​work,​ ​and​ ​Klaus seems​ ​to​ ​take​ ​your​ ​acknowledgement​ ​as​ ​an​ ​invitation,​ ​weaving​ ​his​ ​way​ ​through​ ​chairs​ ​and bar​ ​stools​ ​until​ ​he​ ​reaches​ ​your​ ​table.​ ​He​ ​lays​ ​a​ ​fleeting​ ​hand​ ​on​ ​your​ ​shoulder,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel sparks​ ​through​ ​you​ ​as​ ​he​ ​does​ ​so,​ ​your​ ​stomach​ ​a​ ​whirl​ ​of​ ​butterflies.​ ​Fear​ ​floods​ ​through you​ ​at​ ​your​ ​reaction​ ​to​ ​his​ ​touch.  

‘Hello​ ​love’​ ​he​ ​says​ ​looking​ ​right​ ​at​ ​you​ ​‘what​ ​are​ ​you​ ​doing​ ​here?’  

‘We’re​ ​just​ ​having​ ​a​ ​drink’​ ​you​ ​say,​ ​nodding​ ​at​ ​your​ ​two​ ​best​ ​friends​ ​as​ ​you​ ​try​ ​not​ ​to​ ​show​ ​to Klaus​ ​any​ ​hints​ ​of​ ​what​ ​you’re​ ​feeling.​ ​He’s​ ​a​ ​bad​ ​person,​ ​you​ ​remind​ ​yourself,​ ​and​ ​being​ ​with him​ ​will​ ​only​ ​get​ ​me​ ​into​ ​a​ ​heap​ ​of​ ​trouble.  

‘Any​ ​special​ ​occasion?’​ ​he​ ​asks.  

‘Beginning​ ​of​ ​spring​ ​break’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​in​ ​a​ ​flat​ ​voice,​ ​fiddling​ ​with​ ​the​ ​ends​ ​of​ ​your​ ​hair​ ​self consciously​ ​and​ ​focusing​ ​your​ ​gaze​ ​on​ ​the​ ​table.​ ​You​ ​might​ ​not​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​contain​ ​yourself​ ​if you​ ​look​ ​up​ ​into​ ​his​ ​warm​ ​blue​ ​eyes.   

‘Well,​ ​I’d​ ​love​ ​to​ ​buy​ ​you​ ​a​ ​drink​ ​then’​ ​he​ ​says​ ​‘care​ ​to​ ​come​ ​and​ ​get​ ​one​ ​with​ ​me?’  

You​ ​swallow,​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​fight​ ​back​ ​how​ ​desperately​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​take​ ​him​ ​up​ ​on​ ​his​ ​offer. 

‘No​ ​thanks’​ ​you​ ​say​ ​instead​ ​‘we’ve​ ​just​ ​got​ ​fresh​ ​ones.’  

‘Well,​ ​another​ ​time​ ​then’​ ​he​ ​replies,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​sneak​ ​a​ ​quick​ ​glance​ ​upwards.​ ​A​ ​look​ ​of​ ​hurt sweeps​ ​across​ ​his​ ​face,​ ​but​ ​he​ ​replaces​ ​it​ ​with​ ​a​ ​smile​ ​quickly,​ ​and​ ​leaves​ ​the​ ​three​ ​of​ ​you alone.​ ​You​ ​slouch​ ​with​ ​disappointment,​ ​and​ ​wish​ ​immediately​ ​that​ ​you’d​ ​gone​ ​with​ ​him.​ ​You have​ ​to​ ​remind​ ​yourself​ ​in​ ​your​ ​head​ ​that​ ​he’s​ ​not​ ​a​ ​good​ ​person.​ ​You​ ​should​ ​fear​ ​him​ ​more than​ ​the​ ​little​ ​amount​ ​that​ ​you​ ​do.   

‘What​ ​was​ ​that​ ​about?’​ ​Bonnie​ ​asks,​ ​intrigued​ ​‘you​ ​were​ ​practically​ ​shaking​ ​in​ ​your​ ​seat. You’re​ ​never​ ​normally​ ​that​ ​nervous.’  

‘Yeah,​ ​come​ ​to​ ​think​ ​of​ ​it,​ ​you’re​ ​always​ ​like​ ​that​ ​around​ ​Klaus’​ ​Elena​ ​says​ ​‘you​ ​don’t…have feelings​ ​for​ ​him​ ​do​ ​you?’​ ​

You​ ​glance​ ​behind​ ​Elena,​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​bar,​ ​where​ ​Klaus​ ​is​ ​sitting with​ ​a​ ​drink​ ​in​ ​his​ ​hand.​ ​He’s​ ​staring​ ​at​ ​the​ ​wall,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​have​ ​a​ ​suspicion​ ​that​ ​he’s​ ​listening to​ ​every​ ​word​ ​you’re​ ​saying.​ ​You​ ​gesture​ ​to​ ​him,​ ​then​ ​your​ ​ears​ ​and​ ​then​ ​the​ ​door,​ ​hoping​ ​that the​ ​two​ ​girls​ ​will​ ​get​ ​the​ ​message.​ ​Luckily​ ​they​ ​do,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​three​ ​of​ ​you​ ​exit​ ​the​ ​Grill,​ ​leaving your​ ​half​ ​finished​ ​drinks​ ​on​ ​the​ ​table.  

‘I​ ​do’​ ​you​ ​admit​ ​once​ ​Klaus​ ​is​ ​out​ ​of​ ​earshot​ ​‘he​ ​just​ ​makes​ ​me​ ​feel​ ​so…I​ ​can’t​ ​even​ ​explain​ ​it. I​ ​keep​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​remind​ ​myself​ ​that​ ​he’s​ ​not​ ​a​ ​good​ ​person,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​just​ ​want​ ​to​ ​be​ ​with​ ​him​ ​all the​ ​time.​ ​That​ ​wouldn’t​ ​be​ ​so​ ​bad​ ​would​ ​it?’​ ​you​ ​ask,​ ​thinking​ ​that​ ​if​ ​your​ ​best​ ​friend​ ​agreed​ ​it wouldn’t,​ ​then​ ​maybe​ ​you​ ​wouldn’t​ ​have​ ​to​ ​be​ ​so​ ​worried,​ ​or​ ​scared​ ​of​ ​what​ ​might​ ​happen​ ​if you​ ​let​ ​him​ ​in.​ ​Maybe​ ​you​ ​would​ ​finally​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​how​ ​you​ ​feel.  

‘Of​ ​course​ ​it​ ​would!’​ ​Elena​ ​says​ ​‘Y/N,​ ​have​ ​you​ ​lost​ ​your​ ​mind?​ ​Don’t​ ​go​ ​anywhere​ ​near Klaus.’  

Your​ ​hope​ ​turns​ ​to​ ​anger,​ ​even​ ​though​ ​your​ ​best​ ​friend​ ​was​ ​only​ ​giving​ ​her​ ​opinion​ ​in​ ​order​ ​to help​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​know​ ​that​ ​you​ ​should​ ​just​ ​swallow​ ​your​ ​disappointment​ ​and​ ​move​ ​on,​ ​but​ ​you can’t​ ​help​ ​yourself​ ​from​ ​saying;​ ​‘that’s​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​much,​ ​he’s​ ​not​ ​that​ ​bad.​ ​You’re​ ​always​ ​like​ ​this aren’t​ ​you?’  

‘Like​ ​what?’​ ​she​ ​asks,​ ​looking​ ​hurt​ ​at​ ​your​ ​sudden​ ​change​ ​in​ ​attitude.​ ​You​ ​feel​ ​bad,​ ​but​ ​the words​ ​slip​ ​from​ ​your​ ​mouth​ ​before​ ​you​ ​can​ ​stop​ ​them.  

‘You​ ​always​ ​warn​ ​me​ ​to​ ​‘stay​ ​away’​ ​from​ ​guys’​ ​you​ ​say​ ​‘and​ ​then​ ​you​ ​usually​ ​end​ ​up​ ​dating them!​ ​That​ ​happened​ ​with​ ​Stefan,​ ​remember,​ ​and​ ​then​ ​you​ ​two​ ​got​ ​together!’  

‘That’s​ ​so​ ​unfair​ ​to​ ​say’​ ​she​ ​says​ ​‘I​ ​fell​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​Stefan,​ ​even​ ​though​ ​I​ ​was​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​stay away​ ​too.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​help​ ​you​ ​Y/N.​ ​I’d​ ​just​ ​found​ ​out​ ​he​ ​was​ ​a​ ​vampire,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​didn’t​ ​think any​ ​of​ ​us​ ​should​ ​be​ ​near​ ​him.’  

‘Except​ ​you,​ ​apparently’​ ​you​ ​shoot​ ​back​ ​‘are​ ​you​ ​going​ ​to​ ​do​ ​the​ ​same​ ​thing​ ​with​ ​Klaus​ ​now?’  

‘I​ ​want​ ​nothing​ ​to​ ​do​ ​with​ ​Klaus!’​ ​she​ ​says​ ​‘if​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​go​ ​and​ ​get​ ​yourself​ ​killed​ ​over​ ​him, be​ ​my​ ​guest.’​ ​She​ ​starts​ ​to​ ​get​ ​angry​ ​too,​ ​which​ ​winds​ ​you​ ​up​ ​more.​ ​‘You​ ​think​ ​I​ ​always​ ​‘steal your​ ​guys?’​ ​Well,​ ​you​ ​always​ ​do​ ​this!’’​ ​she​ ​shouts​ ​‘you​ ​ask​ ​for​ ​my​ ​advice​ ​and​ ​then​ ​you​ ​get angry​ ​when​ ​I​ ​don’t​ ​say​ ​what​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​hear.’  

‘No​ ​I​ ​do​ ​not!’​ ​you​ ​shout​ ​equally​ ​as​ ​loudly​ ​‘your​ ​advice​ ​is​ ​just​ ​always​ ​selfish​ ​and​ ​wrong!’  

‘Then​ ​don’t​ ​ask​ ​anymore!’  

‘I​ ​won’t​ ​then!’  

‘Have​ ​fun​ ​getting​ ​killed’​ ​she​ ​says​ ​in​ ​a rough​ ​voice,​ ​and​ ​turns​ ​on​ ​her​ ​heel​ ​to​ ​leave.​ ​Bonnie shakes​ ​her​ ​head​ ​sadly​ ​at​ ​you​ ​before​ ​following,​ ​leaving​ ​you​ ​all​ ​alone​ ​in​ ​the​ ​alley.​ ​You​ ​think back​ ​over​ ​what​ ​just​ ​happened​ ​and​ ​feel​ ​tears​ ​prick​ ​your​ ​eyes.​ ​Why​ ​did​ ​you​ ​just​ ​purposefully pick​ ​a​ ​fight?​ ​You’re​ ​so​ ​confused​ ​over​ ​your​ ​feelings​ ​about​ ​your​ ​fight​ ​and​ ​Klaus.​ ​You​ ​know​ ​you should​ ​go​ ​after​ ​Elena​ ​and​ ​apologise,​ ​but​ ​your​ ​turn​ ​around​ ​and​ ​head​ ​back​ ​inside​ ​the​ ​Grill instead.​ ​You​ ​walk​ ​over​ ​to​ ​where​ ​Klaus​ ​is​ ​still​ ​sitting​ ​and​ ​take​ ​the​ ​seat​ ​next​ ​to​ ​him.​ ​You​ ​lower your​ ​head​ ​into​ ​your​ ​hands,​ ​and​ ​a​ ​few​ ​tears​ ​leak​ ​down​ ​your​ ​cheeks.  

‘Are​ ​you​ ​okay​ ​love?’​ ​Klaus’​ ​hand​ ​is​ ​back​ ​on​ ​your​ ​shoulder,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​looks​ ​concerned.  

‘I…’​ ​you​ ​begin​ ​and​ ​trail​ ​off.​ ​

He​ ​takes​ ​your​ ​hand​ ​gently​ ​and​ ​leads​ ​you​ ​away​ ​from​ ​the​ ​crowded bar​ ​and​ ​through​ ​a​ ​door​ ​to​ ​the​ ​right,​ ​into​ ​a​ ​small,​ ​mostly​ ​empty​ ​room.   

‘What’s​ ​wrong?’​ ​he​ ​asks,​ ​looking​ ​into​ ​your​ ​eyes.  

‘I​ ​got​ ​into​ ​a​ ​fight​ ​with​ ​Elena’​ ​you​ ​say.  

‘You​ ​two​ ​looked​ ​happy​ ​a​ ​few​ ​minutes​ ​ago’​ ​he​ ​says​ ​‘was​ ​it…something​ ​I​ ​said?’ 

‘Truthfully,​ ​sort​ ​of.​ ​It​ ​bought​ ​up​ ​something​ ​else’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​vaguely.  

‘What​ ​was​ ​that?’  

‘I’ll​ ​tell​ ​you​ ​sometime’​ ​you​ ​say​ ​‘but,​ ​for​ ​now​ ​can​ ​you​ ​just​ ​distract​ ​me​ ​from​ ​it?’

 ‘How?’​ ​he​ ​asks,​ ​his​ ​face​ ​inches​ ​from​ ​yours.   

Your​ ​hands​ ​shaking,​ ​you​ ​pull​ ​your​ ​t​ ​shirt​ ​over​ ​your​ ​head,​ ​leaving​ ​you​ ​standing​ ​there​ ​in​ ​your navy​ ​blue​ ​lace​ ​bra.​ ​You​ ​see​ ​Klaus’​ ​eye’s​ ​widen,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​say​ ​again​ ​‘distract​ ​me.’  

He​ ​crashes​ ​his​ ​lips​ ​into​ ​yours,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​sparks​ ​erupt​ ​through​ ​you.​ ​His​ ​hands​ ​wander around​ ​your​ ​shoulders​ ​and​ ​down​ ​your​ ​back,​ ​undoing​ ​the​ ​catch​ ​of​ ​your​ ​bra​ ​and​ ​removing​ ​it​ ​in one​ ​swift​ ​move,​ ​leaving​ ​you​ ​bare​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​him.​ ​He​ ​breaks​ ​away​ ​from​ ​the​ ​kiss​ ​and​ ​casts​ ​his eyes​ ​downwards,​ ​murmuring​ ​‘you’re​ ​so​ ​beautiful’​ ​before​ ​kissing​ ​you​ ​again,​ ​this​ ​time​ ​harder. He​ ​cups​ ​your​ ​breasts​ ​in​ ​his​ ​hands,​ ​making​ ​you​ ​moan​ ​softly​ ​into​ ​his​ ​lips,​ ​as​ ​your​ ​fingers​ ​fiddle with​ ​the​ ​hem​ ​of​ ​his​ ​black​ ​t​ ​shirt.​ ​You​ ​pull​ ​it​ ​quickly​ ​over​ ​his​ ​head,​ ​growing​ ​wet​ ​at​ ​the​ ​sight​ ​of his​ ​toned​ ​chest​ ​and​ ​the​ ​feeling​ ​of​ ​his​ ​lips​ ​on​ ​your​ ​breasts,​ ​which​ ​have​ ​replaced​ ​his​ ​hands.​ ​He slides​ ​his​ ​hands​ ​down​ ​to​ ​your​ ​hips,​ ​removing​ ​your​ ​skirt​ ​and​ ​panties,​ ​and​ ​lifts​ ​you​ ​up​ ​so​ ​that his​ ​head​ ​is​ ​in​ ​between​ ​your​ ​thighs,​ ​your​ ​legs​ ​draped​ ​around​ ​his​ ​shoulders.  

He​ ​plants​ ​small​ ​kisses​ ​on​ ​your​ ​inner​ ​thighs,​ ​making​ ​you​ ​tremble​ ​under​ ​his​ ​touch,​ ​before licking​ ​a​ ​small​ ​strip​ ​along​ ​your​ ​clit.  

‘Klaus’​ ​you​ ​moan,​ ​begging​ ​him​ ​to​ ​do​ ​something.​ ​He​ ​looks​ ​up​ ​at​ ​you​ ​and​ ​smirks​ ​before slipping​ ​into​ ​your​ ​entrance​ ​with​ ​his​ ​tongue.​ ​He​ ​begins​ ​to​ ​suck​ ​on​ ​it,​ ​swirling​ ​your​ ​arousal​ ​as he​ ​does​ ​so.  

‘Fuck​ ​Klaus’​ ​you​ ​groan,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​rubs​ ​your​ ​swollen​ ​clit​ ​in​ ​figures​ ​of​ ​eight​ ​while​ ​his​ ​mouth​ ​works, the​ ​friction​ ​making​ ​you​ ​grind​ ​your​ ​hips​ ​into​ ​his​ ​tongue,​ ​desperate​ ​for​ ​more.​ ​He​ ​makes​ ​a​ ​low humming​ ​sound​ ​and​ ​the​ ​vibrations​ ​travel​ ​through​ ​your​ ​body,​ ​causing​ ​you​ ​even​ ​more pleasure.​ ​He​ ​switches​ ​his​ ​fingers​ ​with​ ​his​ ​tongue,​ ​sucking​ ​on​ ​your​ ​clit​ ​as​ ​he​ ​pushes​ ​them into​ ​you,​ ​hitting​ ​your​ ​g-spot​ ​over​ ​and​ ​over.  

‘Yes,​ ​keep​ ​going,​ ​mmm,​ ​just​ ​like​ ​that’​ ​you​ ​moan.​ ​You​ ​run​ ​your​ ​fingers​ ​through​ ​his​ ​hair​ ​and arch​ ​your​ ​back​ ​upwards,​ ​still​ ​balanced​ ​on​ ​his​ ​shoulders.  

‘I’m​ ​gonna​ ​cum’​ ​you​ ​warn​ ​him​ ​as​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​yourself​ ​nearing​ ​your​ ​end.​ ​He​ ​starts​ ​to​ ​move​ ​his fingers​ ​even​ ​faster,​ ​bringing​ ​your​ ​orgasm​ ​closer.  

FUCK,​ ​Klaus’​ ​you​ ​scream,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​yourself​ ​release​ ​into​ ​his​ ​mouth.​ ​He​ ​slowly​ ​slips​ ​his fingers​ ​out​ ​of​ ​you,​ ​using​ ​his​ ​tongue​ ​to​ ​lick​ ​your​ ​juices​ ​from​ ​you​ ​as​ ​your​ ​orgasm​ ​rocks​ ​your body.​ ​When​ ​he’s​ ​finished​ ​he​ ​straightens​ ​up,​ ​quickly​ ​removing​ ​his​ ​jeans​ ​and​ ​boxers,​ ​hissing​ ​at the​ ​cold​ ​air​ ​hitting​ ​his​ ​hard​ ​member.​ ​You​ ​take​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​in​ ​your​ ​hand,​ ​pumping​ ​him​ ​and causing​ ​him​ ​to​ ​moan​ ​as​ ​you​ ​guide​ ​him​ ​towards​ ​your​ ​entrance.​ ​Without​ ​warning​ ​he​ ​slams into​ ​you,​ ​giving​ ​you​ ​no​ ​time​ ​to​ ​adjust.   

Moans​ ​escape​ ​your​ ​lips,​ ​half​ ​from​ ​pleasure​ ​and​ ​half​ ​from​ ​pain,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​thrusts​ ​into​ ​you​ ​faster.  

‘Y/N’​ ​he​ ​groans​ ​‘oh,​ ​fuck,​ ​shit.’  

You​ ​kiss​ ​him​ ​down​ ​his​ ​neck​ ​and​ ​across​ ​his​ ​chest,​ ​still​ ​pinned​ ​between​ ​the​ ​wall​ ​and​ ​his​ ​body. His​ ​moans​ ​grow​ ​louder​ ​and​ ​the​ ​veins​ ​under​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​become​ ​prominent​ ​as​ ​you​ ​tighten around​ ​him.​ ​Without​ ​warning​ ​he​ ​pulls​ ​out​ ​of​ ​you​ ​completely,​ ​making​ ​you​ ​gasp​ ​at​ ​the​ ​loss​ ​of friction,​ ​before​ ​spinning​ ​you​ ​around​ ​and​ ​slamming​ ​back​ ​into​ ​you.  

‘KLAUS’​ ​you​ ​scream​ ​at​ ​the​ ​new​ ​angle,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​hits​ ​your​ ​sweet​ ​spot.​ ​The​ ​feeling​ ​overtakes​ ​your whole​ ​body,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​forget​ ​about​ ​Elena​ ​and​ ​the​ ​fact​ ​that​ ​people​ ​might​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​hear​ ​you​ ​as he​ ​pushes​ ​in​ ​and​ ​out​ ​of​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​moan​ ​each​ ​other’s​ ​names​ ​as​ ​you​ ​reach​ ​your​ ​ends.   

‘I’m​ ​so​ ​close’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him.  

‘Me​ ​too’​ ​he​ ​growls,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​him​ ​start​ ​to​ ​lose​ ​his​ ​rhythm​ ​as​ ​he​ ​orgasms,​ ​which​ ​sends you​ ​over​ ​the​ ​edge​ ​as​ ​well.​ ​He​ ​slows​ ​down,​ ​moving​ ​inside​ ​of​ ​you​ ​for​ ​a​ ​little​ ​longer​ ​and​ ​then pulling​ ​out​ ​and​ ​giving​ ​your​ ​swollen​ ​lips​ ​another​ ​hard​ ​kiss.  

You​ ​turn​ ​around​ ​to​ ​face​ ​him​ ​in​ ​the​ ​dark​ ​room,​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​get​ ​your​ ​breath,​ ​as​ ​you​ ​blurt​ ​out​ ​‘I’m​ ​in love​ ​with​ ​you.’​ ​The​ ​words​ ​are​ ​sweet​ ​on​ ​your​ ​lips,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​smile​ ​at​ ​him,​ ​not​ ​feeling​ ​the​ ​fear that​ ​you​ ​did​ ​before.​ ​‘That’s​ ​why​ ​we​ ​were​ ​fighting’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​‘because​ ​I’m​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​you.’  

He​ ​lowers​ ​his​ ​head​ ​to​ ​speak​ ​into​ ​your​ ​ear;​ ​‘apologize​ ​to​ ​Elena,​ ​she’ll​ ​forgive​ ​you.​ ​And​ ​it’ll​ ​all be​ ​alright​ ​love;​ ​because​ ​I’m​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​you​ ​too.’  

‘What​ ​if​ ​she​ ​doesn’t​ ​forgive​ ​me?’​ ​you​ ​whisper​ ​back.  

‘She​ ​will​ ​love.​ ​And​ ​if​ ​she​ ​doesn’t,​ ​then​ ​why​ ​don’t​ ​you​ ​take​ ​a​ ​walk​ ​on​ ​the​ ​wild​ ​side​ ​of​ ​life​ ​with me?’  

‘I​ ​couldn’t​ ​think​ ​of​ ​anything​ ​better’​ ​you​ ​smile

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i know you're probably getting a lot of requests, but do you think you would be able to write about the weirdest greek myth ever, the birth of the Minotaur?

There are times when Hermes’s role as the messenger god weighs on him. Declaration of war have left his lips, the words he’s carried have ended whole countries and damned villages to a slow painful death. The secrets he carries tears at him, the horrors he’s had to face only so he could later tell of them, the warnings he repeats that are ignored and all he’s witnessed is for nothing, since it happens all over again in front of him.

There are times the news he brings that tears at him, eats at his soul like necrosis – the death of Kore, Poseidon destroying another seaside village, every whisper of Pandora, informing Ares of yet another war.

This –

– isn’t one of those times.

~

Aphrodite’s lovely face is slack with surprise. At her side Hephaestus rubs his chin and says, “That seems physically improbable.”

“How did she manage to not die?” Aphrodite demands, then says, “Wait, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.”

Hermes grins, and doesn’t bother to hide the complete delight he’s taking in this, “But my lady,  it is my sacred duty to tell you these things. When Queen Pasiphae ensnared Daedalus’s help to be mounted by the bull–”

She gives him a cross look and is gone in a powerful gust of wind, and he has to grab onto the volcano wall to keep from falling over.

“That wasn’t very nice,” Hephaestus says, off hand. It’s clear he’s still thinking of the mechanics of a human-bull hybrid.

“I’ve been accused of being many things,” Hermes says cheerfully, “nice is not among them.”

~

Artemis lounges in her tent with one of her huntress’s face between her thighs, inexperienced but eager, and she so does love taking on new women.

“Sister!” Apollo shouts, appearing at her side and glaring down at her. “Have you lost your mind?”

Her huntress startles and freezes, unsure whether to leave or continue. Artemis rolls her hips up, and the girl ignores the appearance of the sun god and continues with her task.

“Not that I know of,” she says, tilting her head up so she can look at her brother without altering her position, “Why do you ask?”

“Poseidon cursed a mortal queen to fall in love with a bull, and she gave birth to a bull headed monster today,” he crosses his arms and glares.

She swallows the laugh that bubbles up, but she must not be entirely successful because he starts tapping his foot. “Well, isn’t that interesting. I’m not sure what it has to do with me.”

“Sister dear, Artemis, patron goddess of childbirth,” he says with syrup thick sweetness, “why on earth did you bless that child? There’s no way it could have been born without your help. It had to have been you.”

Her huntress pauses again, and Artemis will answer her questions later. She squeezes her thighs about her ears, and the girl resumes. “Oh come on, don’t give me that look. This is hysterical. People are going to be talking about this for years.”

He considers this for a long moment, then uncrosses his arms, “Okay, you have a point.”

“I know. Now if you don’t mind, I’m a little busy,” she gestures to the huntress between her legs.

Apollo snorts, “Get a few more girls in here, and maybe I’ll consider that busy.”

He slips away, but Artemis’s eyes narrow. That sounds like a challenge.

The girl replaces her mouth with a hand and asks, “Should I gather the other huntresses, lady goddess?”

“I like you,” Artemis says, and the girl laughs, cheeks flushed and lips shiny.

~

Hermes appears in the middle of the garden of Hades’s palace, and blinks twice.

The queen of the underworld is half naked and on top of Amphitrite, and several things fall in place at once. “Is this why you don’t get upset with Hades for his affair with Hecate?”

“There is no affair with Hecate, you’re just an indiscriminate gossip,” Persephone retorts. “And if they were having an affair, I wouldn’t have a problem with it, and it wouldn’t have anything to do with Amphitrite.”

“Oh,” he says. He feels rather derailed from his original point. “I came here to–”

“If this is about the minotaur, we already heard about it,” she says, “You can go now.”

They’ve already heard about it! “From who?!” This is the best news in centuries, and this person is ruining it.

“Aphrodite,” Amphitrite says, “She’s cross with you.”

Oh, this is war.

~

Ares feels a shiver go down his spine, and looks across the battle field. People are dying around him, but people are always dying around him. He doesn’t see anything particularly horrendous, so he doesn’t know who could have invoked him so powerfully that he felt it.

A young woman who had shared the last piece of sweet bread with him last night gets a spear shoved straight through her chest, and Ares decides he has more important things to worry about.

~

Athena is halfway through a tapestry that is to hang in Hestia’s rooms when Aphrodite appears next to her and says cheerfully, “Guess what Poseidon did?”

Normally Athena would fling anyone who dare to disturb her to the depths of Tartarus, but she’s always willing to talk of Poseidon’s misdeeds. “I’m listening.”

Hermes appears on her other side, glaring. “You trollop.”

“He made a queen fall in love with a bull, and she just had the kid. It’s got a bull head.” Her sister’s smile is positively vicious.

“I’ll make you suffer,” Hermes hisses, and slips away. Aphrodite follows, the sounds of her laughter echoing in the room.

Athena blinks, looking back to her loom, but is unable to concentrate.

Even she hadn’t seen that one coming.

~

Hera doesn’t get involved, she does not have opinions, as a rule if it doesn’t concern her then it doesn’t concern her.

She waits for her husband to leave, and tries not to worry about his mutterings about bulls, the queen-mother Europa, and how Pasiphae had the right idea of it. She steps into the throne room, and the fire burns cheerful and bright in the center of it.

She sits beside it, and no sooner has she done so than Hestia appears at her side. “You’ve heard then?”

“Hermes told me,” she rubs at her temples.

“Aphrodite got to me first,” Hestia says, and the goddess of the hearth seems entirely too cheerful, “I can say, of all the misdeeds Poseidon has wrought, this one is certainly … unique.”

She slumps and buries her face in her hands, “This whole family is mad, and we’re doomed to only become worse.”

Hestia laughs and puts an arm around her shoulder, “Come now, I think Hades is quite reasonable.”

Hera shifts enough only so that she can glare, “Hades chose to rule the dead and married Kore. He’s the maddest of us all.”

Hestia can’t refute that, so she starts finger combing Hera’s long, curly hair. Hera slumps back into her hands, and Hestia’s smile is soft as they sit there in silence, the only noise that of the crackling fire.

~

When Hephaestus returns to the volcano, it’s to his wife sitting in his throne with her arms crossed. “What did you do?” she asks.

“I just gave him a little suggestion, is all,” he says, and scoops Aphrodite into his arms so that he may reclaim his throne. She snuggles into his side, and if she’s trying to convince him that she’s mad at him, she’s doing a terrible job of it. “Daedalus has always been a very devout follower; he deserves a few good ideas.”

“He’s had enough ideas,” she says, because without his help the queen wouldn’t have found a way to consummate her love of the bull, “I don’t think he needs anymore.”

“Maybe,” Hephaestus murmurs, dragging his nose up her temple, “but imagine this – a labyrinth, bigger than any other, than this whole volcano.”

“That’s nice, dear,” Aphrodite says, and then proves to be distracting enough that Hephaestus puts his ideas aside.

At least for a little while.


gods and monsters series, part xii

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Scenario: Soulmate!AU, college!AU
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- He is rough. That’s a fact. So don’t be shocked if you end up being pinned against a wall with his hand on your throat and the other down your pants. 

- I’d imagine he would have a daddy kink for sure, but he’d accept anything whether it’s daddy, sir, Roman, or master. 

- Bet he also has a dirty talk kink. 

- This guy will top like 95% of the time. But when he’s too tired then he’ll let you take over and top. But remember, it’s rare so embrace it.

- Will deadass fuck you anywhere, anytime. Absolutely no shame but there’s only one way he won’t (keep reading to find out).

- He likes to have complete control so don’t be shocked when he handcuffs you to the headboard. 

- He’s not fussed with oral; he will gladly give and recieve in that department. He knows you live for him between your legs. And he equally lives for you on your knees for him.  

- See how the hobbits had their meals: like 1st breakfast, 2nd breakfast, elevensies, luncheon, tea, dinner, and supper? Yeah, that would be you. But instead of meals, it’s orgasms. Because his only goal is pleasing you.

- He will punish you if you’re bad. This can range from spanking to over-stimulation, like he will make you cry from so many orgasms if you are really bad.

- Even though he is very dom and rough, if he ever did stay at yours with your parents, you wouldn’t get any action. He is the posterboy for the term “gentleman in the streets, freak in the sheets”. But your family loves him because he is such a gentleman.