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the terrible infidelity AU is back, this time with a synopsis, because this one was born from a very specific need:
Aleksi accidentally steals Olli's t-shirt and proceeds to pleasure himself while wearing it, thinking of Olli.
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Aleksi never thought he'd stoop so low.
He wasn't sure how Olli's t-shirt had ended up in his suitcase. It was black like all of his own clothes, like all of their clothes were, so who could really judge him for making such an easy mistake.
Aleksi could remember holding it in his hands when they had been doing the traditional, panic-induced last-minute packing before having to give up the rental tour bus. His head was instantly filled with memories of Olli wearing the shirt just the other night when he had, at three in the morning, climbed into Aleksi's bunk and buried his head in the crook of Aleksi's neck, which was something he did from time to time when he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back to sleep again. Olli's explanations varied from 'Porko is snoring' to 'it's too cold' to 'just couldn't', and Aleksi never stopped him when he pressed against him in the small space they shared.
He hadn't stopped Olli that night either, when Olli had claimed to be homesick and asked Aleksi to do something about it. Aleksi simply hadn't been able to find a way to say no, not when Olli's widened pupils had been looking up at him and he could feel Olli's semi hard-on through his boxers.
Still. An easy mistake to make.
~*~
He wasn't sure how Olli's t-shirt had replaced the one he had been wearing, so that now he was sitting on the couch of his home studio, wrapped in the smell of Olli instead of the flowery scent of the fabric softener she had told him to buy when he had gone out the night before to buy more coffee grounds. Aleksi supposed he could blame it on the tiredness doing tricks on his brain and making him act out of his will.
Running his palm over the worn fabric and the crusty band logo, he thought about how he had done exactly that when Olli had been wearing that shirt, his and Olli's rock-hard cocks inside Olli's fist. He swallowed as he recalled Olli chasing his lips for a kiss they shouldn't share and clutched the hem of the shirt near his lower stomach when he relived the moment of his orgasm, grasping anything his hands could find to help him contain himself in a tour bus full of his sleeping friends and coworkers.
He glanced down on himself and saw the front of his sweatpants bulging.
Yeah. Just the tiredness.
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He wasn't sure when his hand had slid inside his boxers, but there he was: stroking himself while the smell of Olli surrounded him.
For that, he couldn't even bother making up an excuse. That was just him being weak.
It drove him crazy with lust, as it had back in the tour bus bunk, with Olli right there next to him for him to touch and taste and breathe in. He had done exactly that, relentlessly, fondling Olli over his shirt and under it and below it, wanting him closer, needing him with every living cell Aleksi had in himself. He wrapped his fingers around his erection and closed his eyes to block out the studio and the footsteps from above, to imagine it was Olli who was touching him, like he had done that night. A sigh left his lungs as he squeezed his cock, a sigh which turned into a whine when he remembered how heavenly Olli's warm, slick palm had felt.
Olli's movements had been rapid and rough, so Aleksi's were too, his hand moving up and down his length with a desperate speed. Olli had sneaked a hand under Aleksi's shirt to massage his chest and belly, so Aleksi did too, his own hand following the same path Olli's had, because he swore he could still memorize every single twist and turn of Olli's fingers. He whimpered out loud again, frustrated at his own touch not feeling half as good as Olli's, defeated because even from miles away, from his home in Oulu, Olli still had a hold of his heart as well as of his cock.
Not long before reaching his climax, Aleksi finally allowed himself to summon the memory of Olli repeating Aleksi's name over and over again in a whisper that got muffled somewhere in between Aleksi's lips before he ejaculated. The feeling of Olli's warm cum dribbling between their cocks had been enough to bliss Aleksi out as well and he had followed almost immediately after, his hand groping Olli's backside aimlessly and his heart being swallowed up by Olli, throbbing wildly like both their cocks inside Olli's fist, slowly jerking them through their orgasms. Even without Olli's seed covering his cock this time, Aleksi came as intensely as he had then, some of the spurts of white landing on the shirt he was wearing.
The footsteps from above had silenced. Aleksi could only hope he hadn't been too loud.
His eyes burned when it hit him what he had done.
He really was so weak.
~*~
Aleksi wasn't sure how the shirt had ended up in her hands, now wet and wrinkled and flower-smelling. He had probably forgotten it in the bottom of the laundry basket where he had hidden it in his guilt-crippled panic.
"Since when have you had an AC/DC shirt?"
He could've told her it was Olli's. That he had packed it in his suitcase by mistake and was meaning to give it back to him next week when he'd come over for preparations for yet another tour. That he thought the least he could do to make up accidentally stealing Olli's favourite shirt was to at least wash it before returning it.
He should have told her the truth.
"A fan gift," he said instead.
~*~
Aleksi wasn't sure when he had become so attached to the shirt, to the point he felt weirdly mournful handing it back to Olli.
That was even though he had barely touched it since it had come out of the laundry machine. It didn't smell of Olli anymore.
"Wait, you had this all this time?"
"Yeah, sorry 'bout it." Aleksi's cheeks were as if on fire. Although the shirt no longer looked as nasty as it had with Aleksi's cum staining it, the sight of it was still imprinted on his retinas.
"I've been looking for this everywhere! Haven't seen it since... since, umm..."
What was left of Aleksi's heart stopped beating then.
Had Olli been thinking about it too, the night they had shared with Olli wearing that exact shirt? Had it been driving him insane as well, the memory of their cocks rubbing together, of their mouths searching for each other?
Had Olli, too, when making love to his partner, been imagining it was Aleksi in her stead?
Olli cleared his throat, eyes fixed on the neatly folded shirt in his hands. "Anyway. Thanks."
Have you? I need you to tell me you have. I need you to need me the way I need you.
I need you.
"Yeah, anytime."
#ollixallu#blind channel rpf#blind channel fanfiction#random tumblr ficlets by theflyingfeeling#co-plotted with tumblr user cosmicfire! please don't ask how we came to discuss aleksi wanking over olli's shirt 🥰
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ATTENTION BLIND CHANNEL FANS
Guess what? I still hate Christmas.
Last year’s event was an incredible success, so I’m officially bringing BC BLOOD MASS back for 2023!
If you missed us last year: basically, it came to my attention that there’s actually a lot of people in the fandom like me, who don’t celebrate Christmas. Either because they practice a different religion, or because they have trauma surrounding the holiday. I realized, I wasn’t the only person dreading the usual influx of Christmas themed fanfic and fanart coming in December.
So I decided to host an anti-Christmas event. Last year’s theme was vampires, and y’all came up with some incredible vampire AU fics.
But to keep things interesting, this year’s theme is: DEMON AU! 😈
All works MUST be submitted to the official AO3 collection by December 24th, 2023.
The collection will be revealed on December 25th, 2023!
All pairings are welcome, including both M/M and reader-inserts!
While this event is primarily for fanfic writers, fan artists and edit-makers are also invited and encouraged to participate!
NSFW content is allowed!
All fics created for this event must be Demon AUs. Other supernatural creatures (such as angels) can play a role in your story, but a least ONE main character MUST be a demon.
Including characters from other bands (Lost Society, Shiraz Lane, etc) is allowed but at least one main character MUST be member of Blind Channel!
Christmas, or any celebrations thereof, MUST NOT play a major role in your creation for this event.
Please tag your creation with #bcbloodmass2023 if you participate!
Let’s have a devilishly good time! 😈
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Allu/reader involving mirror sex.
+ aleksi reader insert request based off of his two most recent photos but make it just pure filth
i combined these two prompts! hope you enjoy 🖤🖤🖤
the pics in question
also on ao3
You're totally naked, sitting on the bed with your legs spread wide; Aleksi is standing across from you, casually leaning on the mirror right in front of you. His hair is slicked back and he's fully clothed, his black shirt all buttoned up. The sleeves are rolled up, showing off his blacked out arms, and the neck is blacked out too, matching his eyeliner, making his skin look even paler. The contacts don't allow you to read his eyes like you normally would, his gaze more impersonal, but not leaving you even for a second.
"Don't look at me, look at yourself," Aleksi says when he catches you staring for too long. Your fingers are working your clit and it feels amazing, even more so when you notice how hard Aleksi is inside his pants because of it. Your reflection is nothing short of obscene, everything on display and a facial expression that screams arousal and lust. You look hot, you'll admit it, so you bring the hand to your mouth to suck at your juices while locking eyes with yourself. Aleksi hums, and out of the corner of your eye, you see him adjust his crotch.
"Like this, baby, yeah."
He opens his pants but you don't dare take your eyes off your reflection. Your mouth waters nonetheless, wishing your fingers were his beautiful cock instead.
Aleksi strokes himself inside his pants twice, just to take the edge off, then comes to sit on the bed right behind you, making sure you feel his hot breath on the side of your neck right away. His lips hover over your skin for a moment, and in the reflection you look like a vampire's prey about to be bitten, but Aleksi's mouth never touches you. Instead, his large hand goes to grip at your breast, squeezing tightly, just on the side of uncomfortable, while the other snakes from behind and finds your cunt, covering it entirely. You try grinding against it but it's fruitless.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispers in your ear, "you're so fucking mine."
You throw your head back against his collarbone, your hips bucking up of their own accord. Aleksi snorts and it's a low sound.
"Not so fast, baby. Touch yourself for me a bit more first."
He removes his hand from your cunt but the one on your breast stays where it is, loosening its grip and caressing your nipple. It feels incredible and you're more than eager to touch yourself again, massaging your clit with fast fingers. Aleksi's veiled eyes never stop looking at it.
As he's grinding his clothed cock against the small of your back (his thrusts are small and controlled), he finally puts his hand back between your legs. He instructs you not to stop stimulating your clit with a low growl in your ear. In the meantime, one of his fingers slides inside you, causing you to moan as if on cue. He hums in turn and starts sliding his finger in and out of you. It's slow at first, almost sweet, but then he adds another finger and his pace quickens. Given how horny you already are, the sight of his fingers disappearing inside you threatens to make you come way too quickly, so you turn your gaze away from the mirror and settle it to his face just above your head. From here you can see his parted lips and his septum piercing and it isn't a much less arousing sight, all in all.
"Fuck, you're perfect," Aleksi breathes out when his fingers go quicker and your moans turn higher, "I want you on my cock."
"Are you gonna fuck me?" you ask, mostly for confirmation because you just can't wait to get off. Aleksi removes his hand then, bringing it to your mouth so you can clean it. You do so obediently, and you almost gag when he shoves the fingers deeper into your mouth, but the grunt that comes out of his throat makes it all worth it.
"Hell yeah I'm gonna fuck you," Aleksi says, "I'm gonna fuck you so good."
With that, Aleksi makes you lie down on your stomach, shoves a pillow under your pelvis and lies down on top of you. You can barely bask in the feeling of having him all around you before he grabs your chin and turns it to the mirror, so that you're looking at yourself. He's watching your face in the reflection as he shoves his big cock inside you, watching every sensation that crosses your expression. Only the first thrust is slow, however; when he's all inside, his hand keeping your face in place lowers down to find your neck, holding it tight, and then his pace becomes frantic.
"What a perfect little whore," he grunts, obviously satisfied with the way you don't diverge your gaze from the mirror. Truth be told, you wouldn't be able to, even if you wanted: Aleksi pushing into you while staring at your face, holding your face up by the neck ever so firmly, his parted lips whispering obscenities, his contacts rolling back every once in a while and the cross shaped charm of his earring dangling with every thrust, is a sight that demands to be seen. You're hooked, fatally glued to the image in the mirror.
"So tight and needy for me," Aleksi says a while later, when his perfect cock starts feeling way too good inside you, brushing against all of your sensitive spots, making it impossible for you not to moan out loud. You even close your eyes, but Aleksi doesn't seem to mind. He groans in your ear, urging you on, telling you to come on his cock. Other than those lovely sounds, all you hear is the sound of his cock moving in and out of you, so wet and loud and obscene.
When you come, Aleksi grips your neck harder, which only adds to the head rush. Your moan comes out broken and Aleksi pushes impossibly hard into you, with all his might. It's the last thing you perceive before pleasure takes over completely and it's all you can feel.
You black out for a moment. The orgasm was so intense it left you with ringing ears and tingling all over. You don't know when Aleksi came, pulled out and lay down beside you, taking you in his arms. But when you come back to your senses and that's where you are, your heart is full.
#my writing#blind channel fanfiction#blind channel rpf#rpf#blind channel imagines#aleksi kaunisvesi x reader
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KNOCK ‘EM IN THE TEETH NOW
Pairing: Joel Hokka/Aleksi Kaunisvesi
Word Count: 873
Summary: Joel is enjoying a beer with Aleksi when an old acquaintance interrupts.
He never expected that he would have to physically hold Aleksi back from punching said acquaintance in the face.
Tags: Drinking, Threats Of Violence, Homophobia, Fights, First Dates, Boys Kissing
#blind channel rpf#joel hokka x aleksi kaunisvesi#written for Whumpuary Day 9#the prompt was ‘restrained’
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Brought to you by Niko admitting to using every computer at the University of Oulu to vote for themselves against Shiraz Lane
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The Stars In Your Eyes
Pairing: Olli x Reader
Category: Fluff
Word Count: 1,443
Notes:
This is the first full fic I wrote since Feburary It's rather short and surely not my best work but I'm still proud of myself for finishing it.
Also, I'm grateful to be part of this fandom project, thank you for the opportunity and thx for kinda getting me back into writing <3
Can't wait to see what you all came up with!)
"Let's go home." you are already half asleep when you hear your boyfriend's suggestions. His hand softly caresses your arm to wake you up, and when you feel him kiss the top of your hair you force yourself to open your tired eyes.
You had spent the night at Niko's place with some friends, eating dinner, drinking wine, and sharing old and new stories. And you would have loved to take part in the conversations for longer but at some point sleep had taken over, turning your brain into much, and working too slowly to form a coherent sentence or understand references. Olli had noticed half an hour ago and suggested going home but you had shrugged it off, he was deep into a conversation with Joonas and you were cuddled to his side, your head resting on his shoulder. You listened to their nerd talk about guitar pedals and tunings, none of their words reached your brain but you found comfort in Olli's voice and his calming presence made you feel safe. So, you didn't fight it when your heavy eyes closed on their own accord.
You nod as an answer, throwing Joonas, across from you an apologetic look.
Olli takes the last gulp of red wine from his glass before standing up and offering you a hand, which you accept gladly. Your bones are heavy and your head is drowsy with sleep.
You said your goodbyes to the remaining guests and slipped into your coats before stepping outside.
The nightly air is crispy and you press yourself closer to Olli, who has wrapped an arm around you.
"I'm sorry I fell asleep on you,". The cold brought your mind back to life, and you wished you could have stayed for longer but every cell in your body was screaming for sleep now.
"Don't be, I'm pretty tired as well.", he remarks in a soft voice.
You are about to make a joke about him being always tired but that is when something else catches your attention. The bright Christmas decorations of the mall across from you. Fairy lights in different colors, blinking snowflakes and stars. Stars. You stop in your tracks and raise your head to the sky. A hollow feeling builds in your chest when you a greeted by an empty yellowish-grey canvas instead of a sky full of twinkling stars.
Sometimes you forget you moved into the city.
"What's wrong, love?" your boyfriend asks beside you, slipping his hand into yours.
"No stars," you reply and the realization leaves you empty for a moment." Olli squeezes your hand tighter.
"It's sad that they are completely swallowed by light pollution."
You nod, agreeing with his statement, and start to walk on again silently.
Olli and you had moved to Helsinki two months ago, leaving your small hometowns hadn't been easy for either of you but in the long term you both knew it was the right decision. No long train or car rides to see each other, no stressful travel days for him to meet with his band or to travel abroad. Also, almost all your friends lived around here and the city had already become a second home for the two of you. And with Olli by your side, starting a new life had been quite the opposite of being difficult or scary. He was the love of your life after all and waking up next to him every morning was worth all the trouble you had to face while moving.
In the past weeks you hadn't had much time to miss your old town, you had been too busy with your new job, building your home, exploring the city, and settling in. But thinking about it now, you mostly missed the small things about living in the countryside, like taking a walk through the forest nearby, passing cows on your way home, petting stray cats, and gazing at the night sky after a long shift or night out.
It's a few meters away from your apartment building when you break the silence:
"You know, this might sound silly, but I really miss seeing the stars every night, they somehow always grounded me."
"It's not silly, babe. I miss them too." Olli kisses your cheek, it's a quick peck but you still can feel his beard rub against your soft skin.
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It's the next Friday when you come home to Olli already awaiting you at the door. He has a mischievous grin on his lips and his eyes sparkle when he takes your coat off.
"What's up with you?" you ask him lifting one of your brows as you examine him.
"Nothiiiing." You know by the tone of his voice and the gleaming in his blue eyes he's lying, but you still greet him with a kiss.
His smile is even wider when you part.
"Oh, what have you done this time?". You are sure this is going to be one of his surprises and you can't help but find it cute how badly he always fails to hide his own excitement.
"No more questions. Come change, then follow me to the bedroom to find out yourself." He hands you over a pile of clothes. You take them but not without studying each piece, in hopes of finding a clue. It's one of his hoodies (you stole it months ago so it's officially yours now) a pair of sweatpants and a pair of fluffy socks. The usual comfy clothes you wear around the house.
You change quickly, now fueled by excitement yourself and eager to find out what your boyfriend has set up in your bedroom.
Olli can't help but follow your every move, his gaze lingering on you when you are stripped down to your underwear.
"So, is it something kinky?" you ask, assuming by the way he looks at you.
"No, not this time."
Once you are fully dressed he offers you his hand to lead you to the bedroom, he stops right in front of the door.
"Close your eyes!"
By now you are used to his little game, so you comply and close your eyes shut. You know how much effort he puts into these surprises and you love him a little more each time. And even though you don't know what he has come up with this time, you are already sure you are going to love it.
He opens the door for you and leads you through it, stopping behind you. He's still holding your hand when you hear his low voice close to your ear.
"Open your eyes, love." (In another scenario, it wouldn't have sent more than a shiver down your spine.)
When you open your eyes you can't quite believe what you are seeing. Your shared bedroom is illuminated in violet light, coming from a small projector on Ollis's bedside table. It displays a galaxy and stars on your ceiling. And for a second you lose yourself in the soothing movements of the twinkling stars and waves the projector paints onto your walls. Then you take a closer look around. There is a fuming cup of tea and a bowl of snacks on your nightstand, next to a small bouquet of favorite flowers. On the wall right above your bed, are more stars, glow-in-the-dark stickers, in different shapes and sizes. You follow their trail from the headboard up to the ceiling and now you see them between the lights too. It must have taken hours to put these on your walls. And your bedding now matched the galaxy theme of the room as well.
"What do you think?" Olli is standing in front of the bed now, fumbling with his hands and you can see the light of the projector reflecting in his eyes.
You haven't said anything since you entered the room, he had left you speechless once again.
And there wasn't much you could respond with other than: "I love you!" and pulling him into a tight hug. You can feel a happy giggle resonate from his chest as he holds you close.
"I'm glad you like it. It's not the real stars, you know...but I tried" he said letting go of you.
"Don't be so modest! You outdid yourself!" Even in the dim light of the projector, you can see the red in his cheeks.
You pull him close again, this time for a kiss. A kiss that tells him everything you can't find the words for right now.
"Wanna gaze at the stars together?"
"Nothing more than that!", you softly push him onto the bed and let yourself fall into the sheets next to him.
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Fic aesthetic ❤🔥 The problem with this meaningless sex is that it's not meaningless
A hot shiver ran over Aleksi's body, settling low in his stomach. He knew this was an order, not a request, and usually, he was prepared for this situation but right now his brain needed a moment to process it.
The door was locked behind him, Tommi sitting down on the chair behind his desk, eyes fixated on Aleksi.
“Did I mutter?” Aleksi could feel intense blue eyes roaming over his body. “I said undress.”
Something in the undertone of Tommi's voice finally snapped Aleksi out of his trance. “Sorry.”
Tommi might have a favorite worker at his club.
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Until the Body Disagrees
Written for Ferret Fest!
Olli/Joel, 3.3k, omegaverse, Underage (set in early 2014), Dub-Con, Fuck or Die (please read the full tags on ao3 for everything)
Summary:
“You got the shot didn’t you?” Joonas asks him immediately. He means the shot omega are supposed to receive before they present. It calms the heat, minimizes the otherwise fatal bleeding to a level where breeding isn’t necessary to stop it.
And Joel shakes his head. He hasn’t received care because he avoided the doctor’s office like the plague, afraid of them prodding and probing him only to give him a diagnosis he didn’t want to hear.
“Joel?” Porko prompts him again. He must’ve not felt the movement.
“No, no shot,” Joel forces himself to say, and Porko’s embrace tightens.
Joel presents as omega while recording with the band at the cottage.
Read here on ao3
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Blind Channel advent calendar
Day 17: „The Story of Wolffie and Verttie“
„You wrote me a story as an advent calendar gift. That is so cute“ Niko cooed at his boyfriend when he had just opened the 17th box from their couple advent calendar. It was their first time trying this tradition, and so far both of them liked it, even though Niko would never tell anyone about the gift Joonas had come up with on the 9th of December. It was hot not gonna lie there, but how did he… well never mind.
„Yes I did. And now give it to me so I can read the story to you. And hands to yourself mister“ Joonas playfully warned Niko, knowing his boyfriends mischievousness.
„Storytime“ Niko cheered handing the paper to Joonas and getting himself comfortable on their bed.
When Niko seemed to be ready Joonas began with his story…
„Once upon a time there was a little wolf. The cutest and littlest of them all. But sadly he was afraid of the big world he lived in, and of all the other creatures surrounding him. One day in this big and scary place that is called school he met his knight in a shining armor though. A fearless and sometimes also a little hyper robot.“
„I wasn’t that small Joonas! Also why did I get described as cute, little and scared easily while you described yourself as hyper and fearless?“ Niko chimed in, interrupting the story.
„Because it is true sweetheart! Now do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?“ Joonas asked Niko with a teasing tone in his voice.
„Yes I do…But can we maybe get Wolffie and Vertti? It is their story too I think“ Niko replied pointing at the worn out wolf plushie and the toy robot on the shelf.
„Of course we can“ Joonas quickly agreed, getting up to get them from the shelf. „But no more interrupting now please“ he said when he returned with the two of them.
Instead of answering Niko just nodded and pretended to lock up his mouth with an imaginary key.
„Okay so let’s continue…The little wolf and the robot grew close very quickly and had many adventures together. The robot was happy to see his wolf friend bloom slowly and open up to the scary world with the help of him. And the robot was also happy to have someone at his side who seemed to understand him better than he did himself. They were together through everything, through the good and the bad. They also found four other…well let’s say unique creatures that made their friendship circle complete, and together the six of them began living their dream. But with time the robot and the wolf both realized that their friendship was not enough for them, that there was more than that between them. This time it was not the fearless robot taking the first step though, because losing his wolf was his biggest fear. He knew he could never live without his wolf by his side so he would have stayed quiet about this forever. But it turned out his wolf was actually the bravest of the two all along, because he took the step and told the robot about his feelings. And here they are now, many years later, still side by side, still living their dreams together and loving each other more than anything.“ Joonas broke of, took a big breath and than continued with a nervous voice now...
„This isn’t the end of their story though. A few months ago the robot realized he wants more with the wolf. That he wants everything with him actually. And that is why he is about to take the next step now…“ With that Joonas looked up from the paper he was holding, and at Niko with a mix of love and fear shown on his face.
„My wolf do you want to marry me?“
- 🦋 wearing a santa hat
I really loved that little emoji drabble with Wolffie and Verttie, so I decided to try and make an advent calendar story out of it for you. It was way better in my head though... I hope you still like it. If not let me know so I can write you another one
OH MY GOD!!! If you guys are hearing a distand sobbing, don't worry, that is just me, reading my advent calendar story! 😭 (I GOT ADVENT CALENDAR STORY? I was not expecting to get one 😭❤️❤️)
This is the most perfect thing?! 🥺❤️ Look at them being cute and happy and in love! My heart is about to burst, this has everything I want from a story 😭 Thank you, thank you, thank you!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
#LOOK! IT IS PERFECT!!#i am so happy and now I will keep re-reading this for the rest of the evening 🥺#niko/joonas#blind channel rpf
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Title: Frozen
Relationship: Joel/Aleksi, Samy & Joel, Samy & Taz
Tags: Alternate Universe - Vampire, Alternate Universe - No Band, Alternate Universe - Journalism, Cemetery, Priests, Tarot, Mystery, Enemies to Lovers, Blood and Violence, Mild Gore
Summary: Aleksi is an intern working for a newspaper. One day he volunteers to investigate a case of vandalized graves at a local cemetery and he gets himself into trouble with a group of three men gathered around them.
Collection: Blind Channel Blood Mass 2022
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Blind Channel advent calendar
Day 15: „It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks“
I dont know what to think about this, Aleksi thought sitting on his sofa with his third box from their band advent calender in front of him. Rilla was also eying the box, but with more interest than confusion actually. So far the presents had all been pretty funny, like his first one, protective gear to reduce the risk of injurys on stage (box covered in a wrapping paper that said danger on it), or Nikos shoe cleaning set that in his opinion should have been new shoes all along (box wrapped in black and white checkered wrapping paper), or Joels pink blanket with the word babygirl stiched onto it (wrapped in pink wrapping paper that had unicorns on it). The wrapping paper already told the theme of the present it seemed. But the wrapping paper on this box didn’t tell him anything apart from the fact that it was meant to be opened on the 15th of December.
It was just wrapped in simple black wrapping paper. Which could be a good sign aswell as a bad sign. Maybe they just didn’t find any crazy wrapping paper for this one? Or, and that was something he was actually a little bit afraid of, in the box were black clothes. There had been many comments made in the last few months about his change of style. And the guys also joked a bit about it from time to time. He knew they didn’t want to hurt him with this but all those comments were making him a bit insecure. And he actually didn’t know how he would handle black clothes being in the box.
Aleksi got pulled out of his thoughts by Rilla, who had moved closer to the gift and was scratching at it now. Aleksi actually laughed at that. „You want me to open it girl?“ he asked her with a soft voice. Rilla looked up at him excitedly. „Okay let’s do this then“ he said and unwrapped the box. It also didn’t say anything on this box, which was weird. He knew that all of the other boxes (except for the last one that he would still have to open) had something written on them. Did they forget? Or was this a part of the joke?
Aleksi decided to just open the box now before he got lost in his thoughts again. All this musing wouldn’t give him the answer either way. So after letting out a big sigh he quickly took the lid of the box…
…to see clothes. But not black clothes like he feared. And on the first glance they also didn’t look like the most ridiculous ones either. Aleksi took the clothing items out of the box and carefully studied each of them. And to his confusion those were all clothes he liked. How did the guys know this? Or more importantly why did the guys decide to gift them to him?
„I guess I just have to ask them“ Aleksi said to himself and got up to grab his phone. In the group chat he wrote:
Little Menace: Guys I…
Little Menace: I dont…
Little Menace: Why those clothes?
The real violent bob: Because you like them dont you?
Little Menace: Yeah but you guys dont, except for Porko maybe.
Just Olli: I can only speak for myself here but I dont care about the clothes you wear. We got you those clothes because you like them.
Our star: It doesn’t even matter what we think about them Ale. You like those clothes. That is the only important thing here.
Porko: It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. It’s all about what makes you happy and comfortable. We support you pikkumies!
- 🦋 wearing a santa hat
When I was thinking of what to write for you, the idea had been something else entirely at first. But then I had the idea for this one, and just had to write it. I don't think I did to well on this one, but I hope the overall message still got across. If you don't like it though, I can write you another one.
Thank you 🦋❤️ this is perfect I love it sm. I'm speechless ❤️ all I can say it thank you I love it ❤️❤️❤️
#asks#it blows my mind that people write stuff with me in mind thank you thank you thank you#blind channel rpf#thank you anon ❤️
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two sweaty, horny dudes ✅
sauna ✅
no plot ✅
enjoy 💦
(or: Olli/Allu get it on at the band's sauna evening for no reason whatsover other than simply wanting each other so goddamn much)
~*~
Don't bother, Joonas, let's leave the IT club to nerd about whatever in peace.
Niko's teasing words had barely stopped echoing in the sauna when Olli's lips were already on Aleksi's shoulder, his tongue peeking out to lick a droplet of sweat above his collarbone. The boldness made Aleksi inhale sharply before nudging Olli away, although there was nothing in the world he wanted more than Olli's mouth on his skin.
"Don't," he whispered. "Not here..." Olli looked up at him from under hooded eyelids and the long lashes that framed his darkened eyes, and suddenly Aleksi could no longer remember why he was denying Olli anything at all. That was why he made no effort to stop Olli when he leaned further in to take a mouthful of Aleksi's skin just below his earlobe in his mouth; in fact, Aleksi tilted his head to give Olli more room to do so and hoped the tinted glass door of the sauna would veil their...carnal activities.
By the time they heard the showers being turned off and the door to the changing room closing, Aleksi was already half-hard from Olli's hot, wet kisses and his fingers digging into Aleksi's inner thigh. By the time the last noises of laughter and friendly banter died out in the next room, Olli was already lying down on the top bench of the sauna, back arching and low moans filling the small room as Aleksi mouthed his stomach with hungry, sloppy kisses landing all around his navel and along the happy trail to savour the salty taste as much as to worship the sweet softness of his belly. By the time Aleksi finally touched the tip of Olli's pulsing cock with his tongue, Olli was but a squirming mess under his touch, all but begging Aleksi to take him in his mouth.
The long, lingering licks Aleksi left on Olli's cock drove Olli crazy – Aleksi knew this from the way Olli's groans adopted a more needy undertone – but he had no intention to fulfil Olli's wordless pleas before he'd have the man tremble for it.
"Ale, I need to cum so bad," Olli panted, grinding his erection against Aleksi's lips that were now leaving light kisses along Olli's hardness. A lone drop of precum appeared at the tip, which Aleksi is quick to kiss away.
"Ale, please," Olli was practically whining now, "please let me cum in your mouth.
"Are you close?" Aleksi asked, although he knew the answer when he took Olli in his hand and felt it twitch in his fingers, and when he saw how Olli's abdomen contracted from the touch, and when he heard the litany of swear words leaving Olli's mouth.
"So fucking close I'm gonna cum on your face if you're not gonna take me in your mouth soon."
There was no doubt Aleksi wouldn't have loved that either, and he almost told Olli so; nevertheless, he guided Olli's cock in between his waiting lips. Hollowing his cheeks, he began sucking in rhythm with Olli's groans, making sure to let his lips graze against the sensitive tip before swallowing down again until his septum ring was nearly touching Olli's pubes. He felt Olli throbbing against his tongue, twitching in between his lips, thrusting towards the ceiling under his hands that rested on Olli's hip bones, and with every lust-filled movement Aleksi felt as if there were two, fatally horny wolves inside him: one that was determined to keep Aleksi bobbing his head up and down to help Olli reach his peak sooner rather than later, and one that was curious to see how long Aleksi could keep Olli on the edge before they'd both lose their minds.
Eventually his motive to please Olli outplayed any other, more selfish desire he might have had and he tightened his lips around Olli's cock. Olli buckled his lips uncontrollably when Aleksi added a hand to the base of his hard-on to massage it, to feel Olli's arousal under his fingertips, to revel in every twitch and throb that inspired Aleksi's own aching cock that stood neglected between his thighs. He was desperate to touch himself – he was only human, after all – but as it turned out, his hands had far more important tasks to tend to: while the other was busy gripping Olli's cock, the other had sneaked up to Olli's chest to bury his fingers in the bush of chest hair which Aleksi so loved; which Olli so loved to leave peeking from the collar of his shirt just to drive Aleksi crazy; which Aleksi couldn't wait to cover in his white semen again, like he had done just the other night on the couch of his studio.
Nearly lost in the memory of frotting himself on Olli's chest, Aleksi was almost caught off guard by Olli starting to shoot his load in his mouth. At the height of his orgasm, Olli's slurred words are a mix of fuck and Ale and don't stop, and Aleksi keeps on working his tongue and lips until every last drop of cum has been swallowed, until the only noises left in the sauna are Olli's heavy breathing and the quiet cracking of the fire.
Seeing Olli's naked body in front of him, all spent and relaxed and beautiful, Aleksi could no longer ignore his own bodily needs. He sat back against the wooden panelling behind him and finally took himself in his hand, but he only had time to give himself a few, much-awaited strokes before Olli's fingers were replacing his own and a pair of lips were crashed against his. As if desperate to taste himself off Aleksi's tongue, Olli kissed him hungrily while pumping Aleksi's erection with vigorous, experienced flicks of his wrists, which had no business making Aleksi as close to his climax as it did. Yet, he found his lips mirroring the hasty movements of Olli's, grinding his erection into Olli's fist the best he could from his tight position in between Olli and the wall, and even letting Olli help Aleksi's knee up against his own chest, pushing him further against the wall as Olli's other hand teased around his hole.
Without warning, Olli slid one of his fingers in, and with even less warning, Aleksi came hard with his bottom lip tightly in between Olli's teeth so that his cry of pleasure was muffled somewhere inside Olli's hot mouth. When Aleksi at last regained the little that was left of his senses, the fire in the sauna stove had already died out; the fire in Olli's eyes, however, drilling into his from up close as he milked the last of Aleksi's cum, only seemed to flare up.
~*~
They made out under the shower, somehow leisurely and with great urgency at the same time. Olli was wet and smooth and hot under Aleksi's palms, his every curve and bone and muscle adding fuel to the already blazing flame that was scorching Aleksi's chest and groin, even without Olli's hand stroking his cock anew.
When Aleksi came again, spilling his load on Olli's fingers and stomach, his knees trembled under him from the strength of his second orgasm that evening, nearly making him fall at Olli's feet.
He wanted to ask Olli if he would catch him if he did; if he'd crumble under the weight of it all, would Olli be there to pick him up again?
Somehow the words never left his mouth.
(Perhaps Aleksi was afraid to hear the answer.)
Instead, he got on his knees again.
#weewoo here it is! sorry it's so late (for those of you on my side of the globe at least)#i had sauna myself tonight and... yeah maybe i had Thoughts™ what of it#ngl though i have wanted to write this exact fic for soooooo long#didn't have any particular universe in mind when writing this but if you imagine this to happen in the infidelity AU i ain't gonna stop you#also pleeeeeeaaase let me know how i did i am so insecure about my pwp-writing skills 😩#random tumblr ficlets by theflyingfeeling#blind channel rpf#blind channel fanfiction#ollixallu#edit. added a teeny weeny detail before anyone could reblog this lol
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ATTENTION BLIND CHANNEL FANS
Guess what? I hate Christmas!
It’s come to my attention that there’s actually a lot of people in the fandom like me, who don’t celebrate Christmas. Either because they practice a different religion, or because they have trauma surrounding the holiday. I realized, I wasn’t the only person dreading the usual influx of Christmas themed fanfic and fanart coming in December.
Soooo I decided to do something petty. 😈
On December 25th, 2022, I’m holding an anti-Christmas event:
BC BLOOD MASS 🧛🏻
On this day, I want to see everyone post their best VAMPIRE AU CONTENT!
All pairings are welcome, including both M/M and reader-inserts!
Fanfic writers, fan artists, edit-makers, you’re all invited to participate!
NSFW content is allowed!
If you participate, please tag your work with #bcbloodmass2022 so I can reblog it!
Let’s have a bloody good time! 🦇⚰️🩸
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Did you say Olli reader inserts?? 👀
I don't really have a specific request unfortunately... But maybe something that becomes unexpectedly sensual? Like idk. Maybe some sort of fwb or just a one time thing because they both need distraction and they aren't in love or anything but suddenly they are there on this bed/sofa (something comfortable 😌), caught in a deep, lingering kiss, holding onto each other and it's just...yeah. This little "cursive oh moment"™. So the focus kinda drifts away from just searching for pleasure to something...deeper? Idk
Do with this what you will, my mind was jsut suddenly spitting out thoughts and pictures 🥰✨
hello anon! hope you like it 🖤🖤
also on ao3
You spill the coffee onto Olli's living room rug.
The original plan was to sip on it while working on your project on your laptop (you don't work serenely at home and Olli is generous enough to let you stay at his place when the deadline's close), and now you're thankful it didn't land on the keyboard, but you're still fucking jittery. How fucking stupid can you be?
"Shit, sorry," you say when Olli's eyes flicker up from his bass to look at you. He puts his headphones away. The cup clicks on the table when you lay it on its surface with maybe a little too much force.
"It's fine, don't worry, I needed to wash that rug anyway."
Olli rests the bass by the couch and steps closer to you. You don't meet his gaze. Only when he gently grabs your hand do you notice they've been trembling.
"You're on edge," Olli remarks, "maybe coffee wasn't a great idea to begin with."
You chew at the inside of your cheeks. "I know. I need to finish this, though."
You turn to look at the laptop. On the screen is a project that's only halfway done and your heart clenches. You need to hurry the fuck up.
You slide your hand away from Olli's grip and sit in front of the computer. Olli's peaceful presence is still behind your back, though, closer now, and before you can even type a word, his hands are on your shoulders.
"I think you need to let go of some of that tension."
You're about to retort but Olli's slow touch, the way it's almost a massage on your stiff shoulders and back of your neck, forces you to take a deep breath and hesitate for a moment.
"You're full of pent up energy..." he continues in that low voice that always startles the butterflies in your stomach. "Maybe we could channel it elsewhere."
You don't answer immediately, focusing on his caresses instead; he's right, you're anxious and irritable, and you won't get much work done like this no matter how hard you try. And you're at your friend with benefits' place after all, so why not take advantage of it?
"You know what, Olli," you say, voice way softer than it was just moments ago, "I think I could use your help."
"That's right."
Olli's hands slide down, from your shoulders and neck to the front of your chest, until they find your breasts. He fondles and squeezes gently, making your eyes roll back. Your whole body awakens and you grab Olli's hands to push them harder into your tits, wordlessly asking him to be rougher. You know Olli likes taking his sweet time, and his sensuality is what drew you to him in the first place, but now you need to be fucked senseless.
"I need more."
Olli only snorts and stops touching you. He walks over to the couch and you follow him, hoping he'll be merciful tonight and give you what you need with little to no bullshit.
"Woah, baby, where does this desperation come from?" Olli asks when you promptly sit in his lap and grind into his crotch.
"Well, you suggested sex, turns out it's exactly what I need," you explain, "so now you're gonna give it to me."
Olli chuckles. He grabs your hips firmly.
"Kiss me first?"
"Fuck kisses, let me sit on your cock."
The look Olli responds with is so intense it takes you aback. You were expecting a laugh, a moan, a roll of his hips or something - definitely not big blue eyes with the slightest frown, staring up at you like you just broke his heart. The grip on your hips loosens. What is it about? He's not your boyfriend - it's just sex. Then why does he look hurt?
His face softens after a moment. "You know that's not how I fuck."
"I know," you say, "but it's how I need it."
"I wanna give you what you want." Olli moves closer to your chest, resting his head on it for a second as if to hear your heartbeat, then his lips find the skin of your neck and start teasing. "I'll give it to you. I just want a kiss first."
Okay, fine, you won't deny him a kiss. He's lucky he has such a sexy, kissable face, so you hardly mind. You smile, finally convinced, and his face lights up. It's a lovely sight and it makes you want to hold him close, card your hand through his curls and kiss his forehead.
No, the fuck. Why would I want to hold my fuck buddy like that?
Then you kiss Olli or Olli kisses you, you can't really tell, and you really want to shove your tongue down his throat because you need him oh so much, but you don't find the same kind of energy on Olli's part. His tongue is slow, gentle, just like his hands and voice have been, so you indulge his movements, caressing his mouth with a soft tongue. He's warm and tastes so good and the hands on your hips slide up under your hoodie, touching skin. Suddenly you find out you can't get enough of this kiss. Suddenly you find out sex can come later.
Well, shit.
When you part, Olli is looking at you with an earnest gaze. His eyes are stern, careful, like he's trying to understand something. You smooth out the lines in his forehead with two fingers and his features relax, and that's when you kiss him again, with the intent of savoring him right from the start this time.
Even though the kiss sends electricity down your body, turning on your gut and making you drip, the fuzzy feeling in your chest is prevalent and you're no longer in a hurry - all the anxiety and irritability from earlier have vanished, and the lust has turned into something... different. Having Olli so close to you is heaven, and maybe even sex couldn't make this moment feel any better. If you were to die now, in Olli's arms, kissing him deeply, it would be alright. Maybe.
Maybe.
"This is better than rough, wild sex, isn't it?"
"With you, yeah, it is."
Olli's cheeks and nose turn a lovely shade of pink. You lean in to kiss the blush right under his left eye.
"Maybe we should... make love?"
Your breath hitches. Make love? Is this what it is? Wasn't love the one thing you and Olli said you'd stay away from? How has it come to this?
You take a deep breath, because making love is exactly what you want now, what you need, and resisting it would be useless, stupid even - telling yourself lies never got you far. And why deny something that feels so damn good anyway?
"Yeah, maybe we should."
After another kiss and a kind smile from Olli, you take each other's clothes off, slowly and touching every new strip of skin you uncover like it was the first time.
Somehow, it does feel like the first time.
Olli ends up on top of you, your bodies flush together, his warmth so pleasant. You grab the back of his head to pull him closer to you, in the crook of your neck, and his breath is hot against your skin. His hair is soft when it curls around your fingers.
"You've never looked this beautiful," Olli whispers against your neck, and you kind of know what he's talking about. Olli's always been gorgeous, but tonight he shines of his own light.
"I need you," you say, wrapping your legs around the small of his back. Olli lifts his face and looks at you with the most profound stare. You feel naked, vulnerable, but it's wonderful and you look back into his eyes when he finally penetrates you, his expression faltering for a moment, the weakest sigh escaping your lips.
He starts off slowly. Your body relaxes completely, basking in the feeling of fullness, in his warmth all around you. You keep holding him close, your hand in his curls, the other between his shoulder blades where his skin is so soft. His throat emits the sweetest baritone grunts and your ankles slide higher on his back, changing the angle just a bit.
The pleasure intensifies. You moan and Olli gets the hint, pushing into you faster. Once again he raises his head to look at you, and this time you can't help but express your awe.
"Shit, baby, you're so -" a moan cuts you off, "you're handsome. This is so good."
Invigorated by the praise, groaning, Olli picks up his pace, hand coming to cup the side of your face tenderly, a stark contrast to the movements of his hips. Soon he rests his lips on your other cheek, leaving dry kisses there, or trying to, anyway; by now the pleasure and the fluffy feeling in your chest from all the care and attention have grown, and it only takes you a few more thrusts to come undone, moaning loudly and pulling him even closer to you. Your body convulses, writhes, and Olli only holds you tighter, thrusting inside you, sweating.
When he comes some time later, your breathing is still ragged, and he kisses you on the cheek, then on the corner of your mouth, then on your lips.
"I think I like it better this way," you say after a moment. Olli smiles sweetly, looks down, and by the time he's looking at you again his smile has infected you. You kiss once more.
"Yeah," he says, "I like this better too."
#my writing#blind channel fanfiction#blind channel fanfic#rpf#blind channel rpf#blind channel imagines#olli matela x reader
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@theflyingfeeling I just wrote a 560-word Aleksi/Olli Pokemon AU. For the hell of it. 🤷♀️
“Rilla,” Aleksi begged, trying not to cry, “Please wake up.”
The Dachsbun lay still in the grass, badly beaten. She didn’t respond to her trainer’s voice at all.
“Rilla, please,” Aleksi whispered. “You have to get back into your Pokeball. I…I need to get you some help, but I can’t carry you…”
“Hey!” an unfamiliar voice called.
Aleksi shielded Rilla with his body as he glanced up through the tall grass, towards the road. He was terrified that they were going to be attacked again.
There was a blonde man, standing there, eyeing them curiously.
“Do you need some help?” the man asked.
“Y-Yeah,” Aleksi stammered. “My Daschbun, she’s hurt really badly. We got ambushed by some goon from Team Star. His Shroodle knocked her out in one turn.”
“Then she needs to get to a Pokemon Center,” the man frowned.
“I know!” Aleksi cried. He wasn’t stupid. His mom wouldn’t have trusted him to leave town, and go on the Gym Challenge all by himself, if he was.
“But, she’s not going back in her ball?” the stranger guessed.
“N-No. I don’t know why not.”
“Here,” the blonde offered, “Let me help. I’m Olli, by the way.”
“I’m Aleksi,” the Trainer mumbled.
Olli took a Pokeball out of the pocket of his jeans.
“Go, Chansey!” he cried. “Use Heal Pulse!”
A round, pink creature appeared out of his Pokeball in a flash of light. The Chansey nodded at Olli, and narrowed its eyes in concentration.
A circle of pink light appeared underneath Rilla’s body. As the lights pulsated and flickered, the Daschbun opened her eyes, and stood up.
“Arf!” she cried.
“Rilla!” Aleksi gasped. “You’re okay?!”
“I was only able to restore half her health,” Olli explained. “So, you still need to visit the Pokemon Center. I’ll go with you.”
“Really?” Aleksi blinked.
“Yeah, why not?” Olli shrugged. “I was already on my way there, anyway.”
“Why…,” Aleksi hesitated. “Why are you being so nice to me? You don’t even know me. And isn’t it a custom here in Paldea, that if you lock eyes with a Trainer you meet on the road, you have to battle them?”
“Well, I’m not a Trainer,” Olli explained. “I’m a breeder. So, I have no reason to fight you.”
“A breeder?” Aleksi repeated, confused.
“Yeah,” Olli smiled.
Oh my Arceus, Aleksi thought, blushing. His smile was gorgeous.
“I work at the nursery down the road,” Olli explained. “I take care of Happiny eggs until they hatch. Once they evolve and become Chansey, I send them to Nurse Joy, so she can teach them how to become nurses.”
“Is she a nurse?” Aleksi asked, indicating the Chansey at Olli’s side.
“Today is going to be her first day on the job,” Olli explained. “That’s why I’m taking her to the Pokemon Center.”
“It sounds like she’s off to a great start,” Aleksi grinned. “Rilla, get back in your ball, please!”
In a flash of light, the Dachsbun disappeared.
Olli sent Chansey back into her ball, as well, before taking Aleksi’s hand.
“Walk with me to the Pokemon Center,” he said softly. “Tell me all about the places the Gym Challenge has taken you so far.”
“Um, I actually just got my first Gym Badge, in Cortondo,” Aleksi blushed.
He blushed even harder, when Olli’s thumb stroked his palm. Walking through the South Province felt very different, when he wasn’t walking alone.
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My Pinterest is at it again 😂
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