Just a bit of affection from the worst people
So one of the users who reblogged Bailey gave me an idea with one of the tags. I think it was @banned-for-horny who said that it reminded them of a private investigator's office, which made me think of using a more mature style this time too.
You guys are horny asf, I swear. Why is that you love toxic hot people? XD
Anyway, you can't say I don't keep you well fed smh
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Okay, Briar's an asshole but. BUT. Imagine.
(Written with male reader in mind but its quite ambiguous.)
Just another night at the brothel, dancing and showing off skin just to meet Bailey's weekly quota. It's uncomfortable, and the fear that some people you know at school would see you here, flaunting your body so shamelessly— yet hiding away under the uniform and maintaining a grade A student facade just to avoid Leighton's punishments. What would they think? What would Sydney, ever kind and pure, think of you when he sees you on stage? Or Whitney? No doubt using this to harass you even more. What about your teachers? God. The swarm of thoughts in your head just made your heart palpitate even more. Forgetting the one thing you always chanted in your mind whilst you danced on stage: "Always be aware." Because this is Hex Street, and theres nothing good lurking in the shadows.
The Brothels clients are similar to animals as well, you've had your fair share of men clamoring to grab and yank you from the stage mid-dance. And that was your mistake. Briar always told you not to think too much when you're on there. Because what happens? You lose focus. And that's dangerous. But before it could even register in your muscles to stop, and pay attention, two hands grasp at your waist— harsh, tugging, dragging your much smaller body away from the audience and into the secluded back rooms intended for the staff. Only halfway through did you realise who it was.
"Briar?" Your voice, small and meek, echoes in the hallways. But he doesn't respond, no matter how your voice begs him to give you an answer. You're left speechless when he throws the door to his office open, seemingly angered. Even more so when you're dropped on the couch he lazes on everyday. Your eyes trail up his figure, panting and heaving. Hair a mess— clinging to his face. Fists clenched. He looked like he had a fist fight.
A bitter gratefulness echoes in your soul, had he saved you? From the greedy hands that took, the touches that lingered even if you denied, the eyes that looked over you as if you were some meat in the butcher shop. At first, you're thankful. Had that been the scenario. But this is Briar, and him playing hero has a cost. A batch of saliva you forcefully lodged down your throat, not enjoying the heavy silence. "Oh darling," he cooes. Attempting to reassure you, but it sounds like hes trying to soothe himself. "I simply wanted to preserve the merchandise." Briar exclaims, fox-like grin gracing his face. Mischevious. Secretive. Manipulating.
Merchandise. Yeah. That's what you were. What else did you do? Selling your body to randos on the street for some quick cash, indulging in Avery's dates every now and then. You remember when you wanted to avoid such work a long time ago, deeming it unsavory. But look at you now. It's become second nature for you to skip Mason's swimming classes and head to the lower basement. Knees conditioned to the rough pavement. At some point, you had half the mind to bring a pillow.
Such "gentleness" was rare in this town. So you allowed him to tend to you, not like you could stop Briar if you could. He'd just throw you out to the pack of hungry wolves waiting outside. Salivating to pounce on their prey. Moments of silence. Rare peace. You let him wipe off your makeup, tidy your hair, even throwing you a new shirt (as yours was torn, like always). He'll let you believe you were safe for now.
But he'll never let you know the truth. Briar only saved you for himself. Who would defy him? It was only right he got a taste of you anyway.
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When I know that QA said there have a possibility of Darryl and Briar getting married.
Remy/Darryl/Briar/Bailey.
and Leighton.
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Meme:
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DOL AU σ(≧ε≦σ) ♡
Doesn't it mean Avery should be a bit younger so that he is of the same age as the others? 444. (I'm not sure about Briar and Remy too~~ Landry feels young but I'm not sure too...)
Breeding the innocent...
Bonus: PC's death
= They'll go mad the moment PC respawned, Bailey caught her wandering in front of the orphanage and...
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New update DOL
Wondering if it fixes the vending machine bug.
Not gonna lie it was funny because I kept imagining Briar taking it off to annoy Lyra because she kept forgetting to meet up for the show and the wealthy clients every weeks 😂😂😂😂😂
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