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gottawriteanegoortwo · 2 months

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Mayor Attorney - The Charity Gala

Tonight was the night of the charity gala, one that had been highly anticipated for some time now. There had been a large drive across the city to organise small events to raise money for a good cause, and this gala was no different. The organisers had put a lot of care into making sure everything would go just right. The guest list included both the Mayor and the District Attorney, along with names that Damien eagerly reminded you of. People that had supported him in his campaign, patrons, and not a single person that would give him a stress headache trying to avoid for the entire night.

It was strange to know it was one that Damien had no direct involvement in, but that was a nice relief knowing that he might actually be able to enjoy himself. As Mayor, he would have to socialise and make his presence known, but you hoped he would have time to just be Damien for a little while.

It would be nice. The previous few weeks were too busy for both of you to find time for a date, and you had already agreed to attend this event together. Would it be wrong to make the most of the night?

You stood in front of the bathroom mirror so you could make the final adjustments to your hair. Your choice of outfit was a simple one - neat and black, plain and simple. It had been Damien's idea to co-ordinate with only black, but you couldn't ignore the suspicion bubbling up. Damien, a man who loves the chance to dress up nicely, the man who had once confessed that doing so was a 'guilty pleasure', opting for something ordinary? He had something planned.

But what? Damien wouldn't want to do anything that would throw him in the spotlight when he didn't want to be. He also wasn't someone who would add a flamboyant flair to his outfit.

Before you could mull further on what said 'plan' could be, there was a knock on the door. He was here. Your hair would have to do. A coat with money in a buttoned-up pocket was plucked off a chair on your dash to the door.

Damien stood in the doorway like a lingering shadow. He had kept his side of the deal. His black suit was pristine, with barely a crease in sight. The mayoral ribbon he wore for public events was the perfect shade to blend in with the material. His shoes were barely visible thanks to your shadow obscuring them. Even his shirt and bowtie were barely discernable from the jacket. What you did notice was the lack of accessory on the right lapel. He was known for wearing a flower, and you had expected him to find a black blossom.

The cane was neatly tucked under his left arm so he could carefully hold a small bouquet of white roses with both hands, as though afraid a mere breeze would damage them.

"I'm sorry," he smiled bashfully when he noticed your eyes drop down to the flowers, "I know we had agreed that we weren't to give any gifts ahead of our 'date' but… they were in their prime, and I couldn't help but be reminded of your sweet smile. You look perfect tonight, my love."

Ah, Damien. Roses might be a symbol of love, but you knew they were one of Damien's favourites, even before you two started dating. Once you let slip that you preferred the white blooms over the red ones, they became a reminder of you. You playfully rolled your eyes, accepted the bouquet, and invited him in so you could fetch a container of water to house them in. You would never be forgiven if they were left to dry out in the open air all night.

As you began placing the stems into their temporary, watery home, your gaze drifted over to Damien. He had stayed near the entrance, staying quiet so you could focus on your task and occupying himself with admiring the pictures on the wall. It was a common tactic he used for the sake of good manners. You waved a rose to get his attention, joking that you thought he had long lost 'guest' privilege by now.

You hit the nail on the head as he sheepishly chuckled and scratched his cheek.

"Ah. Yes. Well… This is a date, and I don't wish to behave so casually when it is the first time we've been together in a while." He paused as he noticed your wave beckoning him over. Who was he to argue with that? Slowly, he crossed the space to where you were working. "I simply want to make this a special night, and make sure you know how thankful I am that it is me you love." Your hands were preoccupied, and he took advantage of this to kiss your cheek.

The wall of formality was finally lowered, as Damien relaxed enough to engage in casual conversation about how the day went for both of you. His cane

For those few moments, you had forgotten the purpose of the night, until you glanced in his direction and was reminded of the empty lapel. You were quick to point this out.

"I did think one of my flowers would be a little too 'much' for a night that I have no involvement in. However, I did have an idea." He put his hand inside his jacket and pulled out two small, heart-shaped pins. One was red, the other was green. "A little gesture to show support, wouldn't you say?"

You flashed him a knowing smile. Your hunch was right, but you never would have expected how simple the act would be. He handed you the green pin so he could set to work putting the red one on your outfit.

"Sometimes, we have to remember the purpose for an event like this. It isn't merely to show how 'good' we are, or to make ourselves feel better. It's to help those who need it, and show that they aren't alone when it feels otherwise." With both pins in place, Damien stepped back to admire his handiwork. "There. Perfect."

You had a playful grin as you shook your head. You couldn't go just yet. His pin wasn't perfect, you claimed, as you reached back to the pin you had just put on him. He believed you, and that was his mistake. It left him open for your hands to swiftly move to either side of his face and pull him toward you for a kiss. When you leaned back, you saw a familiar lovestruck expression plastered on his face that you adored.

You asked if you should both get going to the gala. He nodded, leaning forward to close that gap between you one more time before it was time to go.

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adrunkskeletonsduck · 1 year

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Deidara - Dresses like an Edgar who does art. I js know he has those shiny ass belts and pants to his fuckin knees. First photo is canon, it’s the first post on his Insta. His closet is black and white, and he never leaves the house without the gold chain.

Itachi - He likes sweaters and baggy jeans or sweatpants. I feel like he gravitates more towards dark colors, specifically dark reds, blues, browns and blacks. Also he likes gray sweatpants 😏. He wears minimal silver jewelry so just thin rings and one or two necklaces. When it gets hot he just wears short sleeves (a lot of white tshirts)

Hidan - Button ups and and jeans. The way he dresses kinda gives dad vibes but he doesn’t care bc it’s easy and put together without looking super formal. This man also doesn’t get cold so in the winter he might throw on a think jacket but usually he sticks with short sleeves.

Konan - Business casual chic, typa look. Like Pein, she knows she's important and wants to look the part. I can see her wearing lots of blacks and whites, but she likes to throw in fun colors (esp purples) and accessories as well. She's so pretty

Kisame - He loves turtle necks omgg! Matches them with dress pants and a thin belt. Like Itachi he likes darker colors. Heavy on the black and navy blue clothing though. He also likes more fitted shirts. It makes him look put together but casual all the same and he likes that, also makes him look hot which he likes as well

Sasori - His outfits are pretty casual, just jeans, a plain colored shirt (sometimes his shirt will have design but if it does its subtle), and a jacket. Always a jacket, he doesn't leave the house without one. His favorite is this red jacket that matches the color of his hair perfectly. Silver necklaces and simple silver rings.

Pein - Always dressed for business. He's a suit and tie guy 24/7 typa guy, but sometimes he'll take of his suit jacket and unbutton a button or two on his shirt and loosen his tie and jesus does he look goodddd. He also wears silver rings, however his are 100% real silver

Tobi - Colorful cyber y2k. He can match any color together and make it look good, its insane. Likes blingy ass belts and has his ears pierced (they got infected within two weeks of getting them done because he didn’t take care of them properly). Very fun fits overall!

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chezzabellesworld · 3 months

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Aquarius, Venus

So the Aquarius Venus definitely has their own brand of clothing that is very unique to them. Like I said we always want to put their rising sign and sunshine into consideration to add up that spice to each outfit a lot of the time when I use celebrate examples I like to use their street style, Unless they are a very raw and out there celebrities from the 70s and prior to that where there was not as much TMZ and things like that I mean, I know there was big Hollywood films with big costume sets and stuff,

Nancy Spudgen, so for her life, Nancy sponge and took a lot of slack from the media and the press hounded. Her even members of the Sex Pistols and part of their team. Tried to keep her and said apart, but he was attracted to this wildcard she attracted everything he wanted to be I believe for a 20-year-old she knew a hell of a lot. She was very intelligent and her mother tried everything with her her from private schools to institutions to try and sort her head out. Even as a baby. She struggled so much of the deprivation of oxygen, Aquarius rules, the supernatural and other world. When I read her book the mothers book, she would talk about these parties that Nancy would have where people would be having sex on the stairs in their family home, so all the other family members ahead to her behaviour without wanting to upset her for an easier life going into her style from what her mother says was ahead of the times and I always get annoyed when people say this because I think really everybody, but when you look at the pictures of her back, then she was a hippie before being a hippie was cool, she was a punk before being a punk was cool. She put her outfits together. Her mum actually hated the white blonde hair and the punk rock so much today that she changed her. She really was at the funeral and put her in a different dress and dyed her hair back which I believe is very Aquarian energy. She wanted to be a rebel and her mum monitored to conform to some degree.

But were very fitting for her. It was very simple and a lot of these aquarium Venus outfits are very simple but give a little jar to the outfit so they might wear a really oversized jumper with a belt and hot pants but it could be in plain black so it doesn’t look that over the top, or it could have some funky accessories while the west of it’s really plain, but what she did is have a white face, white hair, black smudged, make up red lipstick, leopardprint, fishnets, leather high heels, and she looks sensational. She had her beautiful Jewishness in her outfits too because of her lovely hair and her voice. It all went together in this really nice neat package for a small woman, with lots of a fountain of knowledge and a high IQ, not that I regard IQ is the biggest thing in the world at all. I’m just saying that this lady was very intelligent and to be honest she wasn’t even a proper adult at 20 I’m mean what do you know at 20, but this lady I’m telling you was put here is comic out for either her family or herself and her being a Pisces, sun, and Pisces rising, there was a lot of focus on the self and how she got away with a lot of things in the house because of who she was, and then it got to the trance on her physical body was too big to be controlled.

It’s funny, because now we going to Kate Moss, a similar story with her and Ganner Poirot similar to the story of Nancy Spoden, where there was a party where lots of things were going on in weird rooms, and Gwynne fact leave because it wasn’t really her flavour that say, she had wild times of Pete Docherty in the Alley, 2000 where they would go out and be packed by the press crazy things “ cap on Coke again” headlines like that, and I will say Aquarius might have a thing for that illegal substances that say, but Aquarius can leave things hidden, but a lot of the time things do come to them. Aquarius is rules, magnetics and magnetic force and electricity so the way I said Nancy did that with controlling her family, maybe Kate did that in the sense of her modelling industry with her Leo rising, and Aquarius, Venus opposing each other, that was the rebel in her the Aquarius side, and then Leo side, both being rebellious signs the Leo giving her the confidence to do eccentric things and being an eccentric person in the press, and love the attention of the press for her beauty and her crazy relationships.

Then things got a bit quieter. She mellowed down and then she’s talking in her 40s so it took a long time and Aquarius is a long sign of energy and age. It is the older sister it might take longer to mature. It might even have Benjamin button syndrome a little bit .now as we come to clothes she’s a fashion icon, bing the supermodel and being the brand girl for many Dales like Rimmel London a lot of the tailored outfit goes so well for her body. I’ve noticed they all like the suit jacket basic staple of a wardrobe and obviously Kate had access to these things being a supermodel, knowing what looked gone on her. She also had the controversial period of their heroin, she look, so here you see with Aquarius Venus says they have a lot of controversy surrounding them. Their fashion is iconic. I have an Aquarius Venus aunt and she got a real bad disease that you can’t cure and she kind of felt ostracised for that, but there was always rumours in the family about things that she had done just like we’ve being an alcoholic and having maybe drug problems as well but she always like dressed to the nines. She would wouldn’t leave the house sometimes until she done her hair which and make up which would’ve taken her like four hours. All in all, we’re not too sure about her, but these guys really do know how to look for their body. They face their hair all of it and I’ve always admired and I’ve always asked my auntie for style tips because she always looks good at any size she’s been.

Kate Moss is very like blazers a nice fur jacket to throw all over it, and then when it comes to festival she’ll wear a power, hot pants, a fluffy bomber and a dress top which I’ve put in the picture above which I just think looks so beautiful, but what’s added to the outfit is the jewelry she’s dressed up with jewellery they dress it up with a nice bag where the crazy symbol symbol line simple,And it always looks amazing.

Sienna Miller

So in the early 2000s there was a lady called sienna Miller, who is like an actress model. We didn’t really know she came from. She came out of nowhere from being honest and she was just at Bohemian, hippie Vanessa Hudgens,/Nicole Ritchie, kind of girl. she was styled so beautifully and so classically. These girls kind of brought back the 60s vibe. Where is the untamed blonde hair hardly any make up and if it was it was maybe smudged a bit for the party}!

So she was with Jude law and had children with him I believe, but they’re controversies in the 2000 were crazy about affairs and threesomes and everything like that, but her style that was what captured the magazines again that’s what I’m saying, their styles of these people capture the magazines they want to see what they’re gonna be wearing next and they don’t get criticised because they have four out so well with that aquarium energy of knowing what looks good, similar to Sagittarius Venus, which is a bit more insecure Aquarius Venus will be insecure about it, but they will know how to dress it rather than hide it well a bit of both.

But she really gave Bohemian, a new thing, along with people like Nicole Richie, she was almost like a young Anita Palenberg, and then we have Tiffany Amis and we’ve had saved by the bow looks that it was so classic and so ladylike and so feminine that all the young boys fell in love with Tiffany on 90210 and saved by the bell she had that beautiful face cherub like and the outfits were so 90s and chic they were recycling. The 70s again so this Aquarius Venus, as you can see and along with Ashley Benson who is dressed up the bait lasers so well and the street style looks so comfy yet tailored it shows really how clever Aquarius can be with materials.

#astro observations #astro community #astro placements #astrology #astrology observations #astro notes #astroblr #fypage #aquarius #aquarius venus #venus signs

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miekasa · 10 months

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Thinking thoughts about Satoru…like how handsome he looks when he’s wearing sunglasses :/ bet that man has a whole collection of versace and prada

Hehehe... sorry for taking forever to answer this, but, unfortunately, I agree, and I think about this all too often ://

He’s got a million pairs—some colorful, some bedazzled, some square, round, cat-eye—but most are black. Relatively simple looking, awfully expensive if you get too close. There’s something about the way he is with his glasses; casual, rehearsed—they’re not an accessory to his outfit like they would be for most people—it’s part of him, his everyday, and he looks really good with them.

He’s trained himself to easily adjust his glasses from falling off his nose when he’s leaning over you, hugging you from behind, or being just plain nosy about what’s on your phone. You always tease that if he gets any closer or looks any harder that his glasses are going to fall off, to which Satoru always smiles and nudges his head against the side of yours to push his frames back up.

When he is worried they could fall off, he always finds some place safe for them, whether that’s rushed into your hands, stuffed in your bag, placed on top of your head, or even right on your face. The latter is his personal favorite, always giving you a kiss to the tip of your nose before sauntering off to do whatever impromptu and reckless activity he had up his sleeve.

He does let them fall on purpose, sometimes. When you walk by in his favorite pair of jeans on you, when you’re wearing that lipstick he likes, when he catches you in his clothes, when you two meet up for a date after work—Satoru will tilt his head down, pull his glasses down enough so you can see his eyes trail you from top to bottom and then back up again before he lets out a whistle that he knows will get him scolded, but he can’t help it. You’re pretty, he wanted to make sure he got a good look.

He hardly ever insists on driving himself, but when he does, it’s usually in the summer in a tiny two-seater with the top down that lets him feel the wind in his hair and he demands you join him in a duet of pop songs sung at the top of your lungs. When the wind gets too erratic (and you and Satoru have gotten far enough outside of the city that going as fast as he likes is somewhat acceptable), he’ll push his glasses up to act as a headband, and you get an even better view of his face, wide smile and crinkled eyes as he tries to hit notes way out of his range. And on your drive back, when the weather is calmer and the sun has set, Satoru once again entrusts his beloved glasses to you, finding time to snap pictures of you sleeping in the passenger seat at red lights.

Even though black frames are his preference, he has a slew of bright colors and unusual designs. Some he has just to have—collectables, my dear, he always reasons when you question their practicality. But some are just pretty. Though you think he looks good in his usual selection of rounder, black glasses, you can’t help but to be partial to a purple pair he owns, if not for the way the color looks against his hair and skin, then for the soft purple to blue gradient of the lenses that frame his eyes in such a lovely way. And even though the lenses are transparent enough so that you can still see his eyes when he’s wearing them, Satoru has caught on to your preference, and always makes sure to lean his glasses down far enough on his nose and spare you a wink when he puts them on.

#answered #ummmmmmmm he's just a baby!! hes just a baby!!!!!!!!!!!!~#god i need to hold him in the palm of my hands SO fucken bad satoru my beloved i love you so so sooooo dearly #satoru.ask #satoru x reader

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loveneversleepss · 1 year

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2. Kings

Warnings: switch povs, cursing, degrading names(slut,whore), nicknames, argument with Felix(he’s a b), Lee know is a slut LOL, some tension, smut duh, unprotected sex, slight hair pulling, oral sex(both), Teasing. Mwah 💋 long asf

Lee know..

Strange man. Handsome. Fit body. Sweet voice. Perfect side profile. Cocky personality. He is god sent. He would be the ideal man except for the personality. He needs to be humbled badly.

Currently he is leading us to his castle. Well Felix and his castle. The envy kingdom. It’s complicated…

“Here we are.” He opens the gates to met a people running around. “Forget to mention. Im a big party boy. I’m hosting a party tonight. Hope you don’t mind.” Not at all. You’re a big party girl yourself. Not exactly dressed for it though. You catch people side eyeing you and your outfit. You wore plain baggy jeans and a crop top. Not exactly party wear…

“Maybe we should find something for you to wear.” Lee know playfully hits your shoulder. You roll your eyes at him. “Only if you want. I mean you never know who you’ll meet tonight.” He’s kinda right. I mean you’re not gonna be stuck to Felix’s side forever. “Felix come. We need to talk. You there. Take y/n and get her ready.” They quickly leave.

A girl comes running to you. “Hello. This way.” She grabs your hand and lead you into a room. “Greetings princess.” People line up besides you in rows bow down to you. “Oh I’m not-“ A girl breaks your silence. “Oh bet you are. If Lee know says to dress you. You must be his princess.” You quickly deny. “Im not. Im just a guest.” They just nod their head. Multiple people come up with you with outfit ideas. You chose a simple but revealing one. To show off exactly who you are.

A black lacy two piece dress. The top being low cut, revealing you perfectly. They quickly sit you down in front of a mirror while they do your makeup. The girls come and chose emerald accessories to go with everything. They decide to put your hair half up and down. They attach a hairpin with a green snake on it. “What’s this?” You ask a girl. She smiles at you. “It’s the king’s crest. Claiming you apart of the kingdom. Lee know specifically asked us to put it on you.”

Lee know? Why would he want you to wear this? You hear a knock at the door. You look up in the mirror to see. Felix. He looks good. Perfect. “Leave us please.” The girls quickly obey and leave. Felix walks over to you slowly. He turns you in your chair. “Stand up.” You hesitate a bit. You get up and stand awkwardly. He motions his finger for you to turn. You do so.

He stares at you. “I don’t like it.” You frown at him. “What is it you don’t like?” He tilts his head. “I don’t like it, take it off. You’re showing too much.” You scoff at him. Last time you recall he wasn’t your boyfriend. And who is he to tell you how to dress? “No.” He steps closer to you. “Are you deaf? Take. It. Off. Or Do I have to rip it off you?” His hand reaches for your top.

“Don’t touch me. You’re not my boyfriend. You don’t have a say in what I do. ” He steps back. His hands go into his pockets. “You better behave tonight. I have important guests coming.” He walks over to the mirror to adjust his hair. “First time revealing myself to everyone. I need it to be perfect. So don’t do anything stupid.” He turns around and looks you up and down. “Also one thing.. you talk like that to me again. I will throw you out. Don’t think for a second I won’t.” He walks away without a second look.

“You think you’re so high and mighty..” you yell at before he leaves. He turns around to glare at you. “I made you Felix. Without me, you would be nothing. You would still be living in that shitty home. With no one but yourself.” A cup of glass drives right by your head. Nearly missing you. He runs up to you. Inches away now. “No honey. Without me you would be nothing. Getting fucked by a group of boys. Probably dead in a ditch. Be grateful.” And with that he leaves.

What. The. Actual. Fuck. Who the hell does he think he is? You made him. You lead him to find that charm. That stupid ring. You gave him those powers. He wants you to behave? You’ll show him. You look in the mirror at yourself. You won’t forget that. You’ll make him regret it. You grab a pair of heels and put them on.

You walk out and practically strut down the hallway. Finding to see the party has started. You reach the balcony and stare down at the people. “Drink?” A waiter comes up to you. You gladly take the drink and take a sip. It’s sweet. You watch the group of people come in. Trying to pay attention to see any attractive ones. No one catches your eyes. Boring.

“Having fun?” You turn to see Lee know standing beside you. Coming to lean on the balcony with you. Taking notice of his outfit. Wearing the same snake symbol on his collar. “Not really.” He takes a sip of his drink. Placing it on the cold balcony. He touches the bracelet on your wrist. “Hmm. Surprised to see you wearing it. Guess I claimed you.” You glare at him. He looks good. In a elegant black suit. Hair slightly in his eyes. “Why don’t you come with me? We’re expecting some important guests soon.” He reaches his hand out for you to take it. You smile at him. You grab his hand. “Why not?” He pulls you in by the waist and you walk down the staircase together.

Feeling eyes on you as you walk down. Him never breaking eye contact with you. “You look beautiful tonight. Perfect.” You turn away at his compliment. You got to give it to him. He does know how to flirt. You turn to see Felix glaring at you. To tease him you pretend to fix Lee know’s collar. Turning to face Lee know. Staring up into his eyes. His hands on your lower back. Eyes daring you to try to do something. Anything.

You pull away hiding your smirk. “Excuse me, my king. You’re guests are here.” He walks away following the servant. Leaving you wondering who is so important. Next you hear a clicking of a glass. “Excuse me, my dear guests..”

Lee know is giving a speech. The crowd moves away to leave space for him to be easily seen. A circle surrounding 8 men. 8 Incredibly attractive men.

“Today I have gathered all the holders of the kingdoms... although there is one who hasn’t come forward. The holder of Lust. We have learned that the charm has been claimed but the holder has not come forward. If you know anything please let us know.. with all being said. Let’s party.” The crowd cheers and the music is blasting. Making eye contact with Hyunjin. What a weirdo.

You walk away up the balcony. Turning around to see Hyunjin still watching you. You wink at him and turn back around. Walking back to your original spot on the balcony. Watching Felix demonstrate his new powers. Bringing candles to float in the air. One coming towards you and falling in front of you. Tsk. Whatever.

“Same spot, huh?” Lee know again. You let out a small laugh. “Mhmm perfect view from here.” He stands next to you. Closer than last time. His arm comes over your shoulder. Playing lightly with your hair. His scent fills your nose. Shit. He smells so good. “Im bored, let’s fuck.”

You look at him, eyes wide out. You’re taken back by his bold words. “What?” He smirks at you. “You heard me.” You roll your eyes at him. His hand comes up to your chin. Pulling you in closer. “Mm I like it when you roll your eyes at me..” he leans in to your ear. “Makes me wanna fuck you hard.” Your mouth opens slightly. His hand travel down to your lower back. “Would you like that, baby?”

You start to blush a little. He bites your earlobe softly and you let out a small whimper. “What was that? Enjoying this, beautiful?” He comes back to face you, eyes full of lust. “I won’t do anything you don’t want to do. Just tell me what you want.” You feel as if he took away your words. Nothing but your breath coming out your mouth. “Words, baby. I want to hear you say it.” His thumb starts to play with your lower lip.

“I want you Lee know. Anything. Please. Just make me feel good.” He smirks at your words. “Good girl.” He leads you by your waist. Quickly leading you into a room. “Let no one in.” He demands a servant before closing the door.

He pushes you up against the wall. “Fuck, you just look too good.” His lips attach to yours. Passionate. Not messy. Mouths moving in sync. Slowly you open your mouth. Letting his tongue slip right in. Letting a satisfied moan slip out. Your leg wraps around his waist. Feeling pounding in your lower stomach. His hand caresses your leg. “So sweet.” He brings your other leg up on his waist. Carrying you up and setting you down on the bed softly. Not ever breaking the kiss.

His lips leave yours to travel down your neck. Sucking softly and leaving little trails. You let your heels slip off and fall on the floor. His lips leave your neck and he steps back. “Take off your clothes for me.” He watches you carefully. You slip your panties down your legs slowly. Putting on a show for him. You lift your shirt off you, throwing it on the floor. You open your legs wide for him. Making him groan at the sight.

“Are you gonna ruin me? Use me? I’m all yours.”

You start to caress your breasts. Watching him as he starts to take off his belt, then his shirt. Jaír as you expected. A perfect built body. You put two of your fingers in your mouth, making them moist. Reaching down and starting to softly tease yourself. Rubbing your folds then starting to rub small circles on your clit. Your mouth falling open and head slightly falling back. Having him watch you is different. You’ve never had anyone watch you.

“Nuh uh. You don’t get to touch yourself.” He pushes you on your back. Spreading your legs back open. Kissing your inner thigh. His thumb comes up to circle your clit. Making you practically jolt in pleasure. “Mm. So sensitive.” Teasing you. He places a kiss on your clit. “Please.” He looks up at you and smirks.

“Desperate, are you?” He chuckles. You roll your eyes. “Mm don’t forget what I told you about that, baby.” You make eye contact with him. He licks a strip up your folds. Making your back arch a bit. He starts to suck on your clit softly. Using two fingers to enter inside you. Curling them and making you scream in pleasure. He continues and you feel like you’re in straight heaven. Fucking you with his fingers. You tangle your hands in his hair. Your hips moving in circles for more friction.

You love this feeling but something’s missing. You need him. Need him inside you. Reaching places you never knew that could be reached. “Lee know..” he brakes away to come face to face with you. “What is it, my pretty?” He caresses your cheek. “Need more.. please..” Starting to unbutton his pants. He pulls them down with his boxers quickly. His cock coming up to slap against his stomach.

You look down. Just the sight makes you’re mouth water. He is bigger than you thought. “Like what you see?” He laughs and teases you. He won’t be laughing for long. You pull him and lay him on his back. Quickly unclipping your bra and throwing it. Grabbing his hands to grope your tits. You reach down and start to pump him up and down. His face quickly turns from amused to shocked. “What’s wrong, Cat got your tongue?” You crawl down his body, connecting your mouth to him. Licking and Sucking on the tip. Slowly taking as much of him in your mouth and using your hand to help you.

His head falls back on the bed. He lets out shaky moans and low whimpers. Making butterflies appear in your tummy. “Fuck just like that.” His hand grips on your hair. Slightly moving your head with your rhythm. You choke slightly when his hand lowers you down more. He pulls you away from him. Pushing you on your stomach. “I can’t do it anymore. Need to fucking feel you.” He lifts you up by your waist. Pulling your skirt up to your waist. He lines himself up to you. Easing himself in as you both moan out.

He goes in all the way slowly. Feeling him sinfully stretch you out. Your hands beginning to feel weak. “Fuck. So tight.” His hands grab a fistful of your hair. Bringing you upright. “Gonna stretch you out so good. You’re fucking mine now.” He pushes you down. You don’t even let your hands catch you and you fall into the sheets. He begins to start thrusting hard into you. Making moans slip out of you like crazy.

“Oh fuck. You feel like heaven.” He mumbles out. Him slipping in and out of you quickly. “Such a sweet little cunt. All for me.” You whimper out. Feeling a knot in your stomach starting. “Such a good little slut for me.” You clench hard at his words. He’s driving you crazy. “Shit, you liked that? Like being called my slut?” You babble at his words. Clenching hard again.

“Fuck. Imma make you mine. My whore.” Your back starts to arch and you push back into him with his thrusts. He pushes up hitting your g-spot. “Found it.” He continues thrusting up into it. Abusing your g spot. You’re basically screaming at this point. He starts to rub your clit making the pleasure intensify all more. Starting to tremble from all the pleasure. “Come on. Cum for me baby.” You gladly oblige as your feel the knot begin to loosen. You let your orgasm over take you. Lee know riding it out for you. It is the biggest orgasm you’ve ever had. Leaving your head woozy after. He reaches his high too. He pulls out and cums all over your thighs.

“Fuck. We gotta do that again.” You laugh and turn to look at him. He grabs a rag and cleans your thighs. You turn and lay on your back, staring up at the ceiling. He begins to dress himself. You sit up and watch him. “What? I’m hosting a party remember. Gotta get back out there.” You nod your head. Grabbing your clothes from off the floor. Dressing yourself.

“By the way. I don’t wanna be yours. You can take this back.” You take off the bracelet and throw it to him. He catches it and looks at you confused. You put on your heels and clean your lipstick. “Bye bye. Thanks for the fuck.” You open the door and leave him. You giggle to yourself after.

Walking past a room with the door slightly open. You get curious and look. Seeing Felix passed out on a bed. You walk in and look at him. Pathetic.

The next morning~

Fuck my head hurts. I gotta get some water. I walk down the stairs to see all the holders standing in a circle. “What’s going on?”

They all turn and face me. “Fucking. Y/n.” Lee know says gritting his teeth. “I’m confused..” he glares at me angrily. “Look at your fucking ring Felix.” I look down. “I don’t have one on-.” Wait. What the fuck. WHERES MY RING. “What the fuck happened?!” I yell out.

“Y/n happened. Tell me something Felix. How did you not know that y/n was the holder of lust this whole time?” Hyunjin asks me.

“I figured it out. I slowed down the time when I saw her walking up the stairs. She turned around and winked at me in normal time. That’s when I knew. But I was too late when I connected the dots. She had already left.”

“She must’ve got you’re ring when you were pasted out Felix.” Lee knows says. I notice that he is also missing his ring. “And what about yours? How did she get it?”

He rubs the back of his neck. “She must’ve got it when we were fucking.” What.

“What the fuck did you just say.” Changbin grabs my shoulder. “Don’t even. That doesn’t matter now.”

“Now she has both envy and lust. She’s gonna try to become the ruler of the 7 kingdoms.” Chan says. “We’re fucked.”

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mermaidchan05 · 3 months

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Vesuvia Weekly: Wardrobe Raids

Just gonna put some little bullet-point drabbles here for the things that my MC's borrow from their LI's or vise-versa... intentionally or otherwise.

Julian and Damian: For the Love of Gloves

Damian is an alchemist.

Julian is a doctor.

Between them, they have a lot of gloves.

Particularly leather gloves.

Sometimes, when one is tired or distracted, they’ll grab the other’s gloves.

Despite the fact that most of Julian’s gloves are black and most of Damian’s gloves are brown. One would think they would figure that out, but no.

Damian has lost count of the number of times he has warned Julian not to bring gloves that were used for handling highly caustic materials into the clinic.

But he can’t really complain, since some sleepless nights have led to him wondering why “his” gloves got a little too big for him in the past few hours.

Oswald and Malak spend far too much time each week bringing the gloves back to their proper owners. They practically have a dedicated glove-return business by now.

When it comes to actual, on-purpose clothing swaps, though, it tends to go one of two ways.

One, Damian wears practical clothes and has virtually no fashion sense, so Julian likes to get him some nice clothes every once in a while.

Two, Julian has completely forgotten something important (like a coat that’s actually functional) and Damian lends one of his own. They’re kind of similar sizes, so it usually works. Mostly.

Asra and Meleia: Sharing is Caring

Meleia’s much more in the habit of finding Asra’s misplaced clothes for him or just making him new ones than borrowing his things.

Asra playfully “borrows” Meleia’s clothes sometimes, much to her fond exasperation.

“Really, Asra, if you want to wear a skirt, I can make you one that actually fits you...” “But yours are already so comfortable!”

The two of them have rather distinct fashion styles, though, so borrowing things doesn’t happen too often.

Asra will always offer his coat if Meleia needs it, and Meleia has plenty of jewelry and other accessories she loves to share with Asra

(Side note, in their canon, Meleia gave Asra the blue crystal pendant he always wears, as crystals are kind of a “thing” where Meleia was born)

But that’s really the extent of it.

The one thing that’s always fair game, though? Scarves.

They have more scarves than they can keep track of. And with the two of them, there are no “your scarves” or “my scarves.” Just “our scarves.”

Nadia, Chimalus, and Portia: Triple Trouble

Clothing and accessories are... interesting with these three.

Nadia grew up as the youngest member of a royal family.

She had everything provided for her, and all kinds of things made brand new for her... but she was the youngest, so her sisters had a tendency to gift her with their old clothes because it was cute and wholesome.

Nadia found the whole thing demeaning.

So she would never do the same thing to anyone else. Particularly not someone she loves.

She’s much more inclined to have entirely new outfits commissioned for Chimalus and Portia than to give them anything second-hand.

Portia grew up with lots of other kids, and absolutely wore lots of hand-me-downs.

She’s much more comfortable and casual about the whole thing.

Sure, she enjoys having things that are purely hers now.

But sharing clothes was pretty much a part of everyday life.

And though Chimalus is much taller than Portia, she has absolutely no problem tossing them a shawl or a scarf or whatever other accessory they might need.

Chimalus, meanwhile, is happy to share whatever they can with their two girlfriends whenever they ask, though it is a little embarrassing to give such plain and simple things to the Countess and her right-hand assistant.

So clothing, sometimes, is a bit of a weird subject.

There is one category that is never awkward:

Accessories.

Nadia: "Why yes, Chimalus, you can absolutely wear some of my jewelry. In fact, keep those earrings, they suit you much better."

Portia: "Of course, Chimalus, I've got tons of ribbons and hair pins and fun little bracelets for you. Look, I made this one myself!"

Both Portia and Nadia love showering Chimalus with bangles.

And Chimalus is rather flattered by the whole ordeal and touched by the generosity.

It’s gotten to the point where Chimalus practically needs a whole shelf just for gifts like that.

And sure, they might be “borrowed,” but Portia and Nadia aren’t asking for them back any time soon... what if Chimalus still needs them?

#vesuvia weekly #the arcana apprentice #apprentice damian #apprentice meleia #apprentice chimalus #the arcana #the arcana game #borrowing clothes #oc info dump

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fairybinie · 2 years

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COPYCCINO — 30: before the storm

synopsis: soobin has been talking to who he thought was his unrequited crush on messages, only to find out through a visit to their coffee shop that it was in fact not them. not only does he meet the real y/n, he runs into their friend yeonjun, an ex friend of his who he has some unresolved issues with. as soobin and the real y/n are getting to know each other, yeonjun and soobin are working through their misunderstandings, as well as trying to figure out who the catfish was.

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a/n: written (4.8k) + smau. light profanity, a bit suggestive, me attempting my best to describe the observatory i went to a couple years ago and me being peak delulu 🥴

the special moment that all lovebirds look forward to the most.

the first date.

after spending the week anxiously waiting for the day to come, having conversations wondering how it’ll go, it’s now about to happen.

y/n wasn’t planning to put their heart on the line, let alone actually develop feelings for this boy. ever since that day he walked into the cafe, finding out what the real dilemma was, they thought that was gonna be it. the primary reason for their interaction would revolve around this person who catfished soobin, with their own pictures.

but then that problem went away. and they were still talking.

y/n tried not to think about the logistics of anything. is it odd that they now like the boy who got catfished with their very own photos? maybe. it wasn’t their fault that happened though. nobody can control how they feel.

especially if it’s reciprocated.

you could say the same thing for soobin. he got his heart broken finding out the person he admired so dearly turned out to be who they said they weren’t. he found out by meeting the actual person too, nobody can make this up. his heart needed time to heal, and turns out that healed heart found something to keep its beats going. it found someone.

fast forward to the present, each of them scrambling inside their closets to find something presentable. there’s y/n having an internal battle deciding whether they want to do just cute or just casual, as if they can’t do both. on facetime with the trio after deciding that their texts did absolutely nothing for them.

with the help of yeonjun, taehyun, and kai, their outfit was finally assembled. a creme crewneck that was slightly oversized, a pair of plain black shorts they had to dig to find considering all they own were ripped items, their white air forces which were still in their prime thanks to taehyun, that man is crazy about keeping things clean. lastly, some accessories and beanie to pull everything together. it did end up being both simple and cute, especially complimenting the weather as it was starting to finally get chilly out. after a couple hours in distress, y/n was finally satisfied. yeonjun takes all the credit, of course.

soobin on the other hand, had it fairly easier. after checking in with kai over an outfit he was contemplating on, deciding that beomgyu and sieun also did absolutely nothing for him, he was all set. a designed black hoodie with a nice pair of black sweats and his white shoes to tie everything together. the man did spend a while pondering if he should wear his glasses, or if the look was better as it was. remembering the times he’s worn his glasses in front of y/n, the compliments he received, he ultimately decided to go for it.

this time around, y/n stopped by soobin’s dorm to pick him up, as they were driving in y/n’s car. soobin did offer to ride on his bike together, but it was quickly shut down after looking at how long it would take to get there on two wheels. no way.

after greeting each other, not missing the chance to compliment each other for both wearing air forces, several blushes exchanged, the two were now on their way to the desired location.

“i can’t believe we were gonna ride on your bike,” y/n turns the music down to speak after quite some time. they offered to play some tunes as they drove to spare the times they weren’t talking, which was a great decision as the two shared some high notes together.

soobin brings his attention back onto y/n after staring out the window for a bit, admiring the scenery that was the orange and pink hues in the sky.

“i didn’t think it would take us two days to get there,” soobin defends. he chuckles after adding, “it’s crazy what the difference between a car and a bike could be.”

y/n nods in astonishment, remembering how genuinely surprised they were at the difference in destination arrivals.

“can’t say i wouldn’t enjoy those two days on that bike,” y/n notes slyly. they definitely would’ve just kept this to themselves, but throughout the week, they decided that they wanted to be more daring. slowly, they've been more open with soobin and it’s led to many cute moments.

soobin has definitely noticed.

the boy smiles shyly to himself as he readjusts his seatbelt. gotta do something with your hands. “i would too.”

a comfortable silence ensues as they’re both left with their thoughts in their mind. before they knew it, they finally arrived.

setting their car into park, y/n locks the doors as they remain in their place, leaving a confused soobin to sit and stare.

“you’re not gonna like this,” y/n warns, some pity written all over their face.

soobin blinks as he takes off his seatbelt cautiously. “i’m not gonna like what?”

“we have to walk.”

the seatbelt is off and soobin laughs, finding y/n’s randomness endearing. “i don’t mind walking a bit.”

“we have to walk up a hill.”

soobin nods his head slowly, not entirely seeing the point. the boy hates exercise, but there are exceptions. “i don’t mind walking up a little hill.”

y/n shuts their eyes, hoping it wouldn’t lead to this but unfortunately it did. they bring their hand to gesture towards the green landscape in front of where they’re parked. “that’s the hill.”

and it was huge.

soobin feels a dry gulp in his throat. he saw that hill when they parked, but he was hoping there was another way to get to the observatory instead. he was way wrong. there were no exceptions, he hates exercise.

“do you wanna just grab a burger and call it a day?”

y/n pushes his shoulder and soobin smiles, more so because he’s dreading the walk.

“cmon let’s go, it’s gonna be fine.”

before he could protest, the doors were unlocked and y/n was out of the vehicle, forcing him to do the same thing. they walk side by side as they cross a small bridge, finally being met with the obstacle they feared.

the walk wasn’t as bad as soobin had expected, but it was still tiring. the more they kept going, the steeper the hill felt. he’s internally grateful that he has long legs to withhold all this force or else he’d be dead meat.

can’t say the same for y/n. they were not blessed with long limbs. surprisingly, soobin made his way to become a bit ahead than y/n. the boy had to look behind him a couple times to make sure y/n was still following.

as they make their way to the end of the hill, a deep hole into the ground takes soobin by surprise as he just barely dodged it. he stops in his place to see y/n about to walk right on it, and warns them quickly.

“hey, there’s a-”

too late. y/n nearly face planted on the ground if it weren’t for soobin catching them into his arms, y/n’s hands fidgeting around to find a place to settle. redness seeps into their cheeks, their face feeling hot. in hopes that soobin couldn’t notice that, they look down at their shoes and attempt to ignore the fact that they almost ate it.

“terry’s not gonna be happy about this one,” they joke, commenting on the fact that their shoes had some dirt on them now. so much for those clean five months.

soobin smiles at the fact and doesn’t miss the chance to joke around. “i thought you knew the way around here,” he says in reference to the fact that y/n has been here before.

y/n rolls their eyes as they stomp the dirt off their shoes one last time. “and i said it’s been a while, your point?”

the two face right in front of them and they realize all that hard work has come to an end, seeing that the observatory is right there. before they can comment anything, the pair realize that they’re still holding hands. they glance at each other, the purest smiles on their faces. almost as if it was insinuated, they stay that way and y/n continues.

“let’s head on, shall we?”

the two head straight forward, hand by hand, butterflies in their stomach, ready to have a good time by the stars.

...

walking into the place, soobin was filled with so much joy. it almost looked like a plaza inside, with a mini museum alongside the actual planet and stars presentation a couple rooms over. there’s a built in food court with a variety of food options, and of course the view on the roof. one could say this was heaven. soobin would say this is disneyland.

the pair find their way to the receptionist as soon as they walk in. a bright young lady who seems to enjoy working there is behind the desk.

“welcome! how can i help you?” she greets the couple.

soobin and y/n exchange a quick look from happiness before y/n begins to talk.

“two tickets for your next planets program please,” y/n asks, unknowingly squeezing soobin’s hand from their excitement.

the lady searches on her computer and gives a curt nod, a slight hum escapes from her lips. “the next showing is in about ten minutes, is that alright?”

soobin’s eyes light up hearing this. the sooner the better. “couldn’t be better!” he says out loud, a bit embarrassed by his demeanor. y/n however, finds it adorable. he’s just like a big kid.

the lady emails their tickets and gives one last goodbye before they head off. “tickets for two, enjoy the show!”

the pair exchange some thank yous and begin to walk over to the room where the showing will be. ‘tickets for two’ kept replaying in y/n’s mind, it’s almost like a confirmation that it really was the real deal. a date.

the air inside was crisp, the air conditioning at the perfect temperature and it seems like there’s even a hint of some scent as well. ocean breeze, they think.

when they finally go inside the room, they see how truly huge yet compact it was. the seats were structured like a circle, the rows getting bigger as the circle gets wider. the projector screen is right above them.

they take their seats along the middle, finding a space where it wasn't too crowded. the presentation should start any minute now, and everyone in that room is filled with anticipation.

the two sit restfully in their seats, waiting quietly. y/n shifts their head over to look at soobin, who is looking up above. they take in his features, almost like this was the actual show. the purple lighting inside the room made him look out of this world. like this was in a movie. the way his glasses sit perfectly on his face, they couldn’t believe a pair of specs could suit a person so much. perfectly shaped and perfectly clean, the black color matching his entire appearance so nicely. the way his hair is not too messy, a few pieces going in different directions giving it that every day look. reminiscent of boba pearls. the way his eyes are fixated above him, looking ever so glossy and full of life. the color was plain, yet it still felt so different than the others. they had no problem getting lost in them. the way his nose is the perfect size, feeling the instinct to boop it with their finger. the way his dimple is peeking through his cheek despite not smiling, almost like it was a restful home. the way his lips gape open slightly, as if he couldn’t close it all the way, showcasing some of his teeth. as weird as it sounds, y/n loved his teeth. they weren’t perfectly straight, but whenever he smiled they were as white as milk, its structure reminding them of a rabbit’s. his lips are plump and colored, looking ever so healthy and not chapped at all, giving them the urge to kiss-

“what’s on your mind?”

shoot.

y/n is taken aback slightly, blinking a couple times to bring them back into reality. they see soobin is looking deep at them, a small smile on his face. he looks so peaceful, just waiting for the show to start.

“nothing, just,” y/n hesitates while searching through his eyes. the galaxy was meant to be right above them, but they find it inside him. ‘you’re really pretty’ they want to say.

“enjoy the show, bean.”

and with that being said, the room begins to slowly dim until it’s completely dark. some earthly music starts playing, and an announcer takes over everyone’s ears.

“what exactly, is the galaxy?”

...

after the viewing was over, y/n and soobin decided to look around the museum a bit. plenty of paintings hung all over the walls, the plaques displaying their meanings. a few sculptures presented at certain spots that left them in awe. they weren’t art people, but it really left an impression on them.

going to the food court to get a bite was next on the itinerary. the two would go on to share some conversations while simultaneously blowing on their noodles. they sat outside, having a perfect view of the hill right beside them. a few jokes were made about the fact that they went through hell on that hill, dreading the fact that they would have to come down again when they leave. surely it should be easier, since they’re going down instead of up.

now, they’re outside on the upper level of the observatory. the stars inside were beautiful, but nothing can ever beat the real thing. they’ve been here before the sun was about to set, and now the dim night sky has taken over, showcasing the bright twinkles in the sky. the air is brisk, chilly as y/n had expected and hoped for. the heat was finally coming to an end.

surprisingly, they were the only ones out here at this hour. they’ve definitely utilized it, talking about anything they could think about.

“you were right,” soobin speaks up after some time. he faces y/n to his side while leaning his elbows against the ledge. “it’s beautiful here.”

y/n beams hearing that. “i knew you would like it,” they reply in a sing song tone.

soobin nods his head assuringly and thinks of an idea. “do you want a picture out here?”

before y/n could say anything, soobin is already right behind them, whipping his phone out from his pocket. y/n turns around and slightly leans on the ledge, unsure with what to do with their hands.

“you’re taking it on your phone?”

soobin stops himself from opening his camera app on his already unlocked device and ponders about what he’s doing. it was like it was a natural instinct. he shrugs his shoulders gushingly with a soft laugh, “i mean, yeah.”

y/n feels their cheeks begin to rise in heat as they attempt to figure out how to pose. they ultimately decide on a slight tilt of the head, arms stretched out behind them, the view behind complimenting their position.

soobin begins to count down from three and the camera’s clicks can be heard. y/n slowly brings their eyes onto soobin, who doesn’t seem to know he has the biggest smile on his face. maybe they’re crazy, but perhaps they’re the reason why.

y/n scurries away from where they were standing and begins to push soobin to where they once originally were, leaving the boy to remain confused. y/n whips their phone out from their pocket and starts to unlock it, getting their camera ready.

“you need pictures too!”

soobin tucks his phone behind him as he starts to pose a bit, a peace sign being the most natural thing he could do. he may be stiff, but y/n thinks he’s gorgeous. a simple peace sign, a head tilt, his eyes closed shut with a small smile makes their heart melt.

they gather around to view the photos, asking to send each of them to each other. before they can put their phone away, y/n brings the camera onto selfie mode. soobin takes the hint and instinctively fixes his hair, a habit of his. the two get as comfortable as they can, noticing that the longer they took these photos the more close in proximity they became. by the end of it, y/n is leaning onto his upper right chest, soobin’s head resting peacefully onto theirs.

it was at this moment when soobin began to think about what sieun had told him not too long ago, their first hangout that wasn’t detective work.

‘if you really like y/n for who they are, not all the yun stuff, then you have your answer.’

soobin wants to keep doing this. he wants to keep doing this with y/n. throughout his whole life, he hasn’t been the daring kind. always stuck to his routine, comfortable in his own skin. y/n completely changed that for him. putting aside how they originally met, y/n’s introduced him to so many new things. something as small as hot chocolate, to now, a place that has what he absolutely loves. stars.

he wants to be with y/n for who they are, not yun. they were never yun, yun was them.

and he thinks he has an answer.

“can i tell you something?” he asks after they’ve repositioned themselves where y/n is leaning on the nearest pole, soobin only a few inches in front of them.

“you can tell me anything.” y/n’s voice is as quiet as it can be. all of a sudden, it’s like the whole world can hear. it’s just them.

soobin takes a second to compose his thoughts, figuring out how to speak them without sounding jumbled. he decides what’s best for him is to get straight to the point. that’s all that matters anyway.

“i’ve gotten over yun.” he says confidently. it also happens to be the first time he’s said it out loud, almost like it was a confirmation. there’s nothing to take back.

y/n’s heart skips a beat, wondering if this was gonna go where they think it was gonna go. they only hoped for the best. “have you now?”

the boy nods his head in agreement, a hum escaping from his lips. now was the time to explain.

“i’m gonna be honest, it was hard at first. i’ve never had someone be so open about their feelings for me so i just took them as my whole world,” he lays his heart out. y/n does their best to listen, even if it does sting a bit. but they must realize this was before they met.

“... and then they lied to me, using your pictures,” he sighs in disappoint. “i didn’t want to continue liking someone like that.”

“... for a few days i thought about what they meant to me. that if there was a chance for forgiveness, and part of me really considered it.”

it hurts y/n to hear him say that. feeling sorry that he’s ever stooped to that level. a person who deceits this terribly doesn’t deserve to be forgiven this easily.

as if soobin could read their mind, he shifts towards a different direction. the one he intended on.

“... but hanging out with you, getting to know you, i’ve realized that this is what a good person is. someone who’s honest, down to earth, loving,” y/n doesn’t miss the chance to blush.

“... i want to spent my time with someone like that. if i’m gonna have feelings for anyone, i want them to be for someone just like that. so i’ve moved on.”

y/n had honestly thought that’s where he was going to end it. just a disclaimer, he’s moved on. that was good news on its own, but it was far from over.

“sieun told me that you and yun are two different people,” soobin recalls, a transition towards his final point.

y/n chuckles in agreement, clicking their tongue in the process. “she’s not wrong.”

“you’re you, yun is yun,” soobin starts to close the distance between them a bit more before the words finally escape from his mouth.

“... and i like you.”

he finally said it. just where they were hoping it would go.

“... you’re you, you’ve always been you. not yun. i like you for you, y/n. not anything that has to do with them.”

if y/n had any doubts, this would be the most reassuring thing they’ve ever heard. but they’ve always trusted soobin. they didn’t think he’d ever develop feelings, but they can say they never thought he’d consider them the same person.

“...and, yeah,” he could’ve said more, but he was already embarrassed enough. he technically just confessed. it was all y/n needed to know.

“i like you too, soobin.” y/n adjusts their position so they’re standing a bit more straight.

“i never thought i’d develop feelings for you, but something shifted in the middle of it and i’m glad it did.”

even if y/n said anything else, he wouldn't have heard. his mind is too fixated on the fact that they like him back.

the two stand for a few more beats, stupidly looking at each other in admiration. as if their minds were telepathically communicating, cherishing the moment as much as they could.

“so..what happens now?” y/n asks, stretching out the question.

soobin purses his lips in thought until he remembers what happened earlier today. y/n had no idea, but he knows that they were staring at him earlier. staring at him with thoughts in their mind.

“what were you thinking about earlier before the show started?” he brings up. to avoid any further questions, or y/n using the opportunity to act dumb, he specifies. “when we were sitting in our seats and i had asked you.”

if y/n wasn’t thrown off by the confession, they were definitely thrown off now. they stutter quietly as they think about the best possible answer they could come up with.

“i..i told you. to enjoy the show.”

soobin tilts his head in doubt while sucking in his breath. “hm, i don’t think that was it. what was it really?”

y/n scoffs and rolls their eyes, crossing their arms in defense. “i thought you weren’t a mind reader mr. psych major.”

“i can be when it comes to you,” he replies nonchalantly.

ooh.

y/n gives up. they’ve already told him they like him, what more could they lose.

“i was thinking about how pretty you are,” y/n adds in a rushed whisper. “about how pretty your lips are.”

soobin widens his eyes with a smirk on his face. he gestures his hand towards his ear and bends forward in a teasing manner. “what was the last part? couldn’t hear.”

y/n scrunches their nose in annoyance, wondering where the cocky attitude came from. they sigh in defeat, responding with clenched teeth. “about how pretty your lips are.”

he expected the answer, but still, soobin couldn’t deny the fluttering sensation that just ensued.

“thought so,” he comments while asking one last question. “is that everything?”

maybe they were tired of holding back, or maybe it’s because they actually wanted to go through with it already, but y/n immediately gave in.

“about how i want to kiss them.”

soobin responds with a ‘hm’ while shifting his gaze back onto the sky.

“glad it wasn’t just me.”

he lets the comment sink in before looking back at y/n, a bit of a sorrowful look replacing his confident demeanor. “i’ve never kissed anybody before.”

y/n is genuinely surprised by this, their face probably giving it away. how could he have never kissed anyone? there’s nothing wrong with that, but based on who soobin was, they figured that he’s at least had the opportunity before. he’s a great guy that anyone would love.

“i have once,” y/n admits. “wasn’t that great, though.”

soobin feels his heart drop to the pit of his stomach, a bit disappointed that he wouldn’t be their first as they would be his.

“must’ve been a lucky person,” he mutters under his breath, but decipherable enough where y/n could hear.

they chuckle a bit before revealing everything else. “oh yeah, his way of thanking me for giving him my last cookie during recess. we crashed lips and then i cried after because he tasted yucky.”

once he realizes they were a child, soobin feels a sense of relief come over him.

technically it doesn’t count.

“i want to,” soobin hesitates. “i just don’t know how.”

y/n considers his honesty before thinking about their next move. they reach for soobin’s hands, to which he lets them hold, and they pull him near them so they’re only inches apart.

“from what i know, you could put these here,” y/n places his hands on their waist, soobin finding them to be a perfect fit as he lets them get comfortable. y/n brings their hands to wrap themselves around soobin’s neck, to which soobin lowers himself a little to match the height difference.

“and i could put these there.”

if they chose to, they could listen to the sound of their breathing. their faces are right there, all that’s left to do is the actual deed. two people, giving looks of readiness. about to have their first kiss.

“what if i taste yucky too,” soobin asks, he’s being half serious, at this point he’s just saying anything.

y/n snorts while bringing their head down, their hands securing themselves tighter around soobin’s neck, him doing the same thing on his part. y/n collects themselves as they bring themselves to look back up at soobin, closing their lips while looking at his in thought.

“i doubt that.”

through each second, their heads began to move closer to each other, the tips of their noses barely touching. soobin’s head tilting one way while y/n’s tilts the other. the only thought being on both their minds is if their breath smells okay.

soobin’s had his eyes open the entire time, not trusting his sense of vision. he sees y/n start to close their eyes, so he only figured he should do the same thing. he doesn’t know how close their lips are at this point, but his eyes are fully closed, and it’s not until he feels a warm set of skin where he knows they’re finally in contact.

it’s slow. there’s no need to be rushing, no intensity, this was their first kiss after all. their lips taste sweet, y/n’s being their vanilla chapstick they reapplied earlier that night while soobin’s tasting like the cherry icee he had for lunch. cherry vanilla, a sweet flavor for a sweet kiss.

for being his first kiss, soobin is surprised he’s making just as much effort as y/n was. he was worried that they would be doing most of the work, since they seem to be more knowledgeable about how this goes. the fact that y/n has started to move their hands around to where they began to tug on soobin’s hair told him that he was doing something right. he feels their fingers swirl around his dark set of hair and it drove him crazy.

he doesn’t even notice that his hands have moved up y/n’s waist to their middle to upper back until he feels himself start moving y/n up against the pole. the night was as quiet as it could be, no crickets chirping, no cars driving on the highway near the place. just the sound of their lips smacking against each other ever so delicately.

y/n feels their stomach begin to twist around, their blood circulating through their fingers down to their toes, once they feel soobin’s tongue begin to ask for an entrance. they weren’t planning on going this far, frankly they were surprised that soobin even acted upon it.

they let him in.

they weren’t shoving theirs down each other’s throat, it was almost like each of them knew how far was enough. the sighs escaping from each of their lips every now and then indicates that they were enjoying it.

almost instinctively, both of them began to feel their throats closing up, a sign that their air supply was starting to give out. nobody was timing it, but it was certain this kiss went on for a good few minutes.

getting their last few moments in, they finally release.

they remain with arms wrapped around each other, each having to lick the strings of saliva from their mouths clean. they’re searching through each other’s eyes, attempting to figure if they really had just kissed each other. a smile creeps up on their faces when they realize they most certainly did.

“well,” soobin’s voice sounds hoarse. his first time speaking after all this. it comes across more as a statement than a question.

y/n feels their cheeks begin to hurt as they reply with satisfaction.

“definitely not yucky.”

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class-1b-bull · 8 months

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What’s every clsss member’s strange/unique fashion choice? You don’t have to go off their character sheets, just go with your gut.

Not proofread we die like men

Also at some point when I wrote this it turned into how I thought they would dress before I saw their cannon outfit but oh well its kinda the same headcanon its just worded differently :>

Awase - his cannon outfit works well with him tbh but I feel like he would unironically wear a full neon orange fit.

Sen - the only thing I can see him wearing is a hoodie and jeans. Not even that honestly, jeans is too much work for him he just spends the whole day in sweat pants and a t shirt lmao

Kamakiri - even before i looked up their casual fits for a previous post I thought Kamakiri would dress the way he does lol.

Kuroiro - his entire wardrobe is just black hoodies and jeans except one outfit which is the most over the top fit you have ever seen. It takes him and 3 hours to get it on but its worth it

Kendo - even her canon outfit I cant see her wearing all that much. I like it but I dont think it really fits her but at the same time I cant think of anything that I think would fit her. Maybe ripped jeans and a turtleneck idkidk

Kodai - i honestly cant see her in anything exsept her skirt and turtleneck combo. It works well for her and her style.

Komori - i honestly thought she would wear cute but simple dresses that ended around her knees or something but her cannon outfit is so much cooler.

Shiozaki - id like to see her in sundresses or something of the sort. Those long ass dresses that are kinda plain and reaches her ankles but theyre pretty anyway. Ykyk.

Shishida - the only thing that he would wear other than his cannon outfit is a full blown tux. I can 100% see him dressing up to go to a fucking mcdonalds. Its just everyday wear to him

Shoda - I cant explain it but I imagined him dressing either like a dad whos in the middle of his mid life crisis or a ceo of a big company. And somehow his canon casual outfit is a mix of the two lmao

Pony - i imagined her in her canon outfit honestly. Not the exact outfit but a crop top and jeans with a few light accessories here and there ykyk

Tsubaraba - ya know those stupid ass t shirts that say dumb shit like 'i have mental Illinois' with Illinois badly photoshopped into a brain. His entire wardrobe is stuff like that

Tetsutetsu - the only thing he wears is t shirts and sweat pants. Jeans if its a special event. He thinks his style is cool so thats all that matters.

Tokage - i really like her cannon outfit and all its all I can see her in honestly. Her style fits her really well.

Manga - i really like the way he dresses cannonly but I cant shake the thought of his entire wardrobe either being hand painted t shirts and hoodies or it all just being tie dye

Honenuki - i honestly have no idea. I have let this ask marinate in my drafts for a couple days and I can not figure out what the hell this dude would wear. Even his cannon outfit I cant really see him wearing. He is a void of any style in my mind and I hate it.

Bondo - his canon casual attire is atrocious but its the only thing i can see him wearing honestly. But id like to see him in one of those massive oversized hoodies and just some jeans honestly.

Monoma - i want him to dress in the most over the top outfits the world has ever seen. I want him to walk out of the dorms looking like a fucking peacock each day (but he makes it work)

Reiko - i see her in jeans and a hoodie more than anything else. She just wears that 90% of the time and like once a month she will show up with the coolest outfit you have ever seen.

Rin - im sure he would like more oversized and comfortable clothes that are good at keeping him warm but I wanna see him in a black sleeveless turtleneck and those baggy pants with like 20 pockets

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Val in the AH Part 4: In Which Val is Auctioned

Setting and all characters except Val and Hector are from oliversrarebooks

Masterlist with CW

The next morning was full of activity, tired-looking vampires corralled the humans, some alone and some in a group, out of the cells. Val felt nervous, crowds and commotion had always put them on edge, it made it harder to focus on who they needed to and hear what they were being told to do. They were thankful that things had quieted down a bit by the time Lily walked up to their cell.

“Hello, Val,” Lily said. “I have a feeling you’re going to be one of our bestsellers this year so I arranged to be your handler for the auction.”

“Thank you, sir.” Val stood up as Lily unlocked the door to their cell.

“Let’s get you to the showers and cleaned up quick so we can get you dressed in something nicer than that old uniform.”

Val scrubbed themself clean quickly and was then led, wrapped in towels, to a dressing room. They looked around and saw elaborate and extravagant dresses hanging on clothes racks all around the room. Val had never worn something so fancy, and really didn’t think they’d be comfortable in a dress like that. But if this was what the auction entailed, they would endure it and hope they weren’t expected to dress up like this every day.

“Florence,” Lily called out, and an older woman emerged from behind a row of dresses. “I’ve brought Lot Twenty-Three, their name is Val.”

Florence looked Val over and unwrapped the towel around their hair. “Hmm, that’ll need a trim. Lily, did you have any particular plans for them?”

Lily yawned from the chair she’d found. “Nothing specific, but I think something striking to make them stand out will catch the eye of the right sort of vampire.”

“Well let’s get started then.” Florence led them to a stool in the center of the room and went to go grab a box of makeup and hair products.

Lily got up from the chair. “I’ll be back after Florence is done with you, Val.” She turned to Florence. “Their word is ‘safe’ but you’re not going to need it. They follow instructions beautifully and haven’t resisted anyone here even once.”

“Oh I do love it when the merchandise is smart enough to be well-behaved,” Florence replied. After Lily left, she turned back to Val. “Sit up straight and pay attention.”

Val obeyed as Florence picked out several dresses and brought them over to Val. “Something simple and more modern is going to make you seem more unique, it’ll be the accessories that make you truly memorable. Now, which dress can you see yourself in?”

“You want me to choose?” Val asked, slightly alarmed.

“Only the dress, dear child, then I’ll take whatever you pick and make you look as good as possible.”

Val scanned the dresses. Their eyes landed on a plain black one that looked fitted but not tight enough to restrict movement. There were no sleeves, only thin red ribbons acting as straps that stood out like a beacon against the other colors. The neck and bottom hem of the dress were adorned with small red jewels that would catch the light nicely. Val pointed to the dress. “I’ve been told that red is my color,” they said hesitantly.

“Excellent choice!” Florence exclaimed, returning the other dresses to the appropriate racks. She returned to Val and placed a hand on their face. “Now drop. Still and calm and docile.”

Florence’s commands felt a lot more blunt and abrupt than Lily’s did, but Val didn’t resist, allowing their mind to be utterly blank as Florence used tweezers and hot wax to shape their eyebrows. Then she trimmed their hair so it was no longer touching their neck, and styled it to have volume without looking frizzy or messy. Next makeup was put on them, and then the dress was slipped on over their shoulders. Florence then picked out several accessories to add to Val’s outfit. As the preparations continued, Val barely registered anything that Florence was doing until they were looking at themself in the mirror.

The dress had been quickly altered to fit them perfectly, and their now short hair was pulled back from their face with red and gold bejeweled clips. There was a thin layer of makeup on their face, a slight blush to their cheeks and ruby lipstick on their lips. A red sash had been tied around their waist and red strips of velvet were twisted around their lower arms. They looked truly striking.

Florence walked back over and held out a pair of gold handcuffs with red and black ribbons wrapped around them and braided through the connected chain. “Give me your hands, now. We don’t want someone trying to steal you away without paying.”

Val obeyed.

“There. You look absolutely perfect.” Florence said, studying them. A flicker of happiness and gratitude cut through the blankness in Val’s mind. Florence then led them through a bustling hallway and into a room where Lily was waiting. She was also dressed up, but not nearly as thoroughly as Val.

“Oh, Florence, this is amazing!” Lily exclaimed as she stood. “They’ll stand out like blood on a snowdrift.”

“Oh Lily, you flatter me.” Florence handed over the leash of Val’s handcuffs. “Now I need to go help with some last minute revisions to some of the other merchandise. Let me know how much this one goes for.”

“Of course.” Lily turned to Val as Florence left and looked deep into their eyes. “Show the other vampires how well you can obey and submit to them for me.”

Val nodded, absolutely mesmerized. They wanted nothing more than to show how good they were at doing what they were told. If they sold for a lot it would make Lily happy, and the more they made everyone happy the safer they would be.

A series of vampires filtered in and out of the room, looking Val over. Several seemed to be looking for a thrall to treat as a pet, which Val felt would be easy but probably a bit boring. Others were looking for someone to see to every household chore or other bit of work they didn’t want to do themselves, which Val felt a little anxious about. They hadn’t done very well at chores at home. They could maintain the house on a daily basis well enough but it often left Val tired enough to do a sloppy job cooking dinner afterwards. Despite Lily commanding them to believe they would be a good thrall, they couldn’t imagine doing well if they had to clean, cook for themself, and do whatever busy work was needed for however the vampire that owned them made money. What would be great was some sort of middle ground between a servant and a pet.

“Oh what an inspired look!” said the vampire that walked in next as he looked Val over. He was also dressed pretty strikingly. A suit with a royal blue vest, blue gemstone buttons and cufflinks, and a blue scarf around his neck. His fingernails were painted gold and flecks of gold shone in his wavy black hair and on his scarf. “Whoever chose this dress has excellent taste.”

Something about this man’s energy made Val feel happy. And more willing to take risks. “I could say the same about you, sir,” Val replied, sensing he would react well to compliments.

The man looked delighted. “Oh, you’ve let this one keep a good taste for fashion, at least.” He smiled wide. “What’s your name, then?”

“Val, sir.”

“Sweet valentine, you’ve been dressed up perfectly. But with your complexion and hair I doubt there’s much you look bad in. That’s an important factor for me. Anyone I’m seen with in public will be held to a certain standard of bold beauty.”

“Thank you, sir.” Val hadn’t heard any other vampire so much as imply they’d be permitted to leave their residence if purchased by them. Plus, he’d just, if indirectly, called them beautiful. “If I may ask, what is your name?”

“It’s Hector, dear,” Hector said, hooking a finger under their chin and lifting it. His eyes were bright and intoxicating, his subtle gold eyeshadow highlighting the lighter brown flecks and making them almost glow. Val felt like he was daring them to impress him. “And I am in desperate need of a suitable thrall. So many of the pretty ones have all the entertaining parts of their thoughts erased, but so far you’re still interesting, and seem perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. It’s so tedious taking care of a pet thrall that can do little more than stare at you lovingly. If I wanted a lap-dog I’d buy a beagle.”

Val was starting to understand. Hector did want a pretty obedient pet to flaunt, but he didn’t want blind adoration. He wanted someone he could engage with and show off to. “I can handle my own care, sir, and I believe I’m much more entertaining than a beagle.” Val mirrored Hector’s wicked smile.

Hector laughed heartily and turned to Lily. “Oh this one is excellent. But are you sure they’re conditioned enough to follow orders?”

“Oh absolutely,” Lily reassured. “They were so open to the enthrallment that their mind has been almost completely preserved, but they’ll do whatever is asked of them without resistance.”

“Hmm, someone that doesn’t fight the enthrallment might be fun. But I think I’ll need to test their obedience before making a decision.” Hector dropped Val’s chin and looked them in the eyes. “Keep looking into my eyes, and stay still.”

There was only a slight mental tug to obey, but Val did so nonetheless. Hector leaned in very close then put a hand on either side of Val’s face. He pressed a thumb to their mouth and dragged it across their face, smearing their lipstick up their cheek in a cartoonish half-grin. He then took out a handkerchief, spit on it, and roughly scrubbed the lipstick off of their face and mouth. Val did not outwardly react. Hector grinned.

“I’ll kindly ask you to stop manhandling the merchandise, Hector,” Lily scolded.

Hector put his hands up in surrender and then backed away. “As you wish.” He looked back at Val. “I’m a bit rusty on the etiquette for these things. I tend to avoid auction houses but I’ve found no suitable thrall candidates in the wild and it’s been quite some time since I was able to taste fresh blood. Especially from one who’s never been bitten before,” he said in a low voice. He lifted a hand to stroke the skin of Val’s neck where it met their shoulder. Val’s breath hitched at the barely-there but positively electric way his fingers ghosted over their pulse point. “Such pretty virgin flesh just begging to be torn into and marked. I could make constellations of punctures in your skin and trace the lines between them with my tongue. What do you think of that?”

Val didn’t know what they thought. Their heart was racing with a jumbled mix of emotions. Hector’s words sounded sadistic, cruel… intimate. They wanted to make him happy, to obey. So they should say something, what sort of response did he want? It didn’t matter because all Val could do was picture what he had described and a strange haze of desire was settling over their mind as Hector’s wide grin showed off his fangs. Then he laughed again and the spell was broken, leaving Val flustered and confused.

“I do believe you are just the spark my home needs, little valentine.” Hector abruptly began walking towards the door, but he stopped at the last second and turned back. “I’ll be seeing you soon.”

As soon as he was gone Lily went over to Val and reapplied their lipstick. “We’re lucky I keep an extra tube in my purse,” she said with a sigh. “There’s nothing I can do about the foundation and blush though. What an arrogant man.”

“I hope he’ll be the one to buy me,” Val said absentmindedly. His gleefulness around leaving holes in their skin aside, he was the only one they’d felt any kind of draw towards. He was easy to understand, he would value both their eagerness to please and their freedom of thought, he didn’t seem to expect much labor, and something in his eyes spoke of the sense of adventure Val had always secretly longed for. It seemed like a good match.

“He does seem to be in the market for a companion thrall.”

“I think I’ll be able to make him happy, sir.”

“Well then we’ll hope this stunt with your makeup was a tactic to drive away any other interested parties.”

Val tried to think more clearly for a moment. Despite their instant fondness for Hector, something was still nagging at the back of their mind. “Do you think he’d treat me well, sir?”

“I can’t see why not, he seemed to like you very much.”

“It’s just… the way he talked about tearing into my skin…”

“Relax and don’t worry, Val.” Lily said, and Val felt the warm secure feeling wash over them, sending them back into that familiar calm haziness. “I guess I forgot to mention since most thralls outright ask about it, but I’ve reinforced your instinctual reaction to vampiric auras during our sessions, you just weren’t awake for it. It’s very likely you won’t feel pain when fed on, and even if it does hurt a bit, you’ll be too enthralled to care.”

“Oh,” Val said. This was a significant relief. They had been trying not to think about the inevitability of being bitten by a vampire. They knew it wouldn’t kill them, since Colette and Lily both talked about a vampire wanting to keep them long-term, and they had figured any amount of pain was endurable in exchange for the feeling they got from following orders. But not having to worry about that made them feel lighter. And if Hector’s vivid imagery wasn’t about causing pain…

“In fact,” Lily continued. “For many thralls, the experience is immensely pleasurable. Think of it as the ultimate act of obedience.”

“O-Oh,” Val repeated. That certainly put his words in a new light.

“That got some color back in your cheeks,” Lily commented. She stepped aside as another vampire entered the room.

Val was still dazed from Lily’s command to relax and the new information they were processing, so they were glad that this was the last vampire to see them before the auction proper. After some time waiting Val was led by the chain on their handcuffs to the backstage of an auditorium. They tried to stand up straight and keep a neutral expression as they were led out onto the stage and the bidding started.

Val couldn’t see the crowd’s faces, they had no idea who was bidding on them. It felt like it took way too long and not nearly long enough for the auctioneer to say “Sold!”

The tension and anticipation was threatening to make Val freeze up. Everything felt far away and unreal. The rest of their life had just been decided and they had no idea what it would look like. It was all too uncertain.

“To the man with the shiny blue cufflinks!” the auctioneer added.

Val started to breathe again, and a relieved smile spread across their face. Lily led them to a small office.

“Well, it looks like you got what you wanted!” Lily said. “How do you feel?”

“Very happy, sir,” Val replied. “And very tired.” Now that the adrenaline of uncertainty was wearing off Val was starting to feel how sore their bare feet were and how very much they’d like to rest.

Just then the door opened and Hector was led in by Colette. Hector gave a little wave to Val. “Hello my valentine.”

His emphasis on the possessive made Val smile in further relief.

“Not yours until you sign and pay,” said Colette.

Hector briefly looked over the paperwork he was handed and signed each page. “There’s that. The money transfer should go through by tomorrow night, I assume I won’t get to take them home until then.”

“Correct,” Colette responded.

“A shame. The hustle and bustle of the auction has left me tired and hungry and I’d prefer something fresh.” Hector winked at Val and their breathing stuttered.

“Would you like any specific training or conditioning done while we still have them?” Colette asked.

Hector looked Val over thoughtfully. “How are you at laundry?”

Val took a breath to compose themself. “Decent, I believe. Average. I have a lot of practice.”

Hector nodded. “I don’t think anything additional is necessary.”

“Then make any final inspection of the merchandise you’d like and our business will be concluded.”

Hector looked over at Val again. “Take off the dress. I’d like to look for scars and other flaws so I know if I need to charge these people for damages when I get you home.”

After Lily helped Val out of their dress, Hector circled them, cataloging every freckle, every skin tag. He seemed a bit put off by the old cooking burn on their upper thigh. “How did this damage occur?”

“A hot oven,” Val answered.

“When?”

“More than ten years ago.”

“Why did it scar so badly?”

“I didn’t know how to treat it properly.”

“Hmm.” Hector stood and hooked a finger under Val’s chin. “If you are ever damaged in the future, I want to know about it as soon as possible. I know a lot about preventing scarring.”

“Yes, sir,” Val responded. They were happy Hector hadn’t changed his mind about them.

“I’ll see you tomorrow night,” Hector said to Val. He then said his goodbyes to Lily and Colette and Lily led Val back to the room with the cells.

“Now,” Lily said. “What would you like for dinner? You made me a nice little sum today so I’ll get you whatever you want.”

Val thought for a moment as they walked back into their cell. “Steak, sir?”

“Excellent choice!” Lily said, locking the door. “It’ll make your blood taste better.”

Val sat on their cot and thought about their future. A few days ago they had been dreading dealing with a family they’d probably never see again, and now they’d be spending the rest of their days in service to Hector. And thanks to Lily they didn’t have to worry constantly about making him angry. They knew that they should at the very least rationally consider themself worse off now but… Hector seemed fun. Before, in their old life, having to be around someone like that would be disheartening at best. They weren’t great at playing along with jokes or acting with the carefree vivaciousness that some people had. Their fear perceived as unenthusiasm lost them a significant number of potential friends back in school, and had made a lot of people angry with them. But now that they were confident in their safety they wanted that energy in their life. If Val was a spark in Hector’s home then he would be their fuel, and the two of them would get along like a house on fire.

#Val in the AH #Hector's not usually this flirty idk what happened

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