hmm kind of want a childhood toxic best friends au where they're in love with each other and completely clueless about their own feelings and ilya keeps "stealing" girls shane says he's interested in by sleeping with them first.
and when shane finally does get a girlfriend when they're like eighteen, ilya seduces and fucks her. he thinks about shane the entire time and is absolutely furious with himself about it. he casually tells shane about it like a week later because as angry as he is at himself for doing something so terrible, he's equally angry at shane for making him feel this way and it makes him want to be cruel.
shane confronts his girlfriend about it and as she's tearfully apologizing to him, all he can think about is how jealous is of her. and he kind of wants to ask her what it felt like, getting fucked by ilya, and of course he hates himself so much for it that when she asks him to forgive her and take her back he says yes, just to punish all three of them.
Why haven't we opened the dialogue about childhood frenemies hollanov?? We're constantly bickering. You're always at my house. I hate my childhood nickname. You're the only one who still uses it. You stole my first girlfriend. We kissed in my bedroom once, just to practice. You took me to my first real party. You drove me home when I got drunk. Okay fine we kissed more than once. I hate you. You give me butterflies. You're always touching me ugh god stop touching me you're so annoying. Touch me again. You make fun of my clothes and my posters and my bedsheets. You took my virginity. I don't even like you, really. Unless you say it first.
Podcast hosts Porter and Jace but they both fucking hate each other like the Frenemies podcast with Trisha Paytas and Ethan Klein. One day Jace pulls a Trisha and admits that Porter is his type and he exclusively dates men that are Like That™️
But after only 39 episodes Jace storms out and years later fans are still speculating why they really stopped doing the show. Jace has walked out before, so why did it stick this time?
Meanwhile, they start hate fucking after Jace’s confession bc it really stroked Porter’s ego to hear Jace say he’s into him. As much as Porter is irritating, stupid, constantly playing devils advocate, Jace can’t get enough. Things are fine until Porter goes too far during an episode, using one of Jace’s insecurities that he told him off camera against him.
Now they both have their own podcasts, thriving separately. But the comments about why they don’t talk anymore start getting to Porter and he challenges Jace to come onto his show so they can hash things out. Jace doesn’t take the bait, but his next episode is a tell all about what working with Porter is like.
Porter is LIVID. Next time they see each other at some bullshit industry event or con they have a screaming match that ends in them hate fucking again in a coat closet.
ummmm ok! but im being noncanon and tangential about it 🥰 whatever all our souls are made of ours are the same [deep unrestrained weary sigh] ft sophie
send me a pairing and/or prompt idea and i'll write something about it! <3
"Aric…?"
Sophie clutched her arms, her skin crawling with the sickening realization: "All this… Kingdoms ransacked and pillaged, people slaughtered—my friends hurt and killed! And it was all for… for—"
"For love," the Snake said softly.
A horrified laugh burbled out before she could stop it. "Love? What would you know about love?" she spat. "Your brother told me everything. Drove your mother away, did you? I can't say I'm surprised. Only a murderer with just as rotten and sadistic of a soul could 'love' a monster like you—and that's to say you even have a soul at all!" The Snake rose from his seat, but she stamped out her flash of fear. "I'm sorry, did that strike a nerve?" she taunted, fighting down burning bile. "Go ahead. Kill me. At least that creep won't get to live again."
For a moment, they were at an impasse, eyes locked and jaws tense and shoulders rigid. Sophie's chest heaved in angry, shuddering bursts, but the Snake remained as glacial as ice. She watched for any hint of movement, bracing for a sudden attack…
"What makes you think you're any better than me?" he asked instead.
Sophie froze. "Excuse me?"
The Snake shook his head, hands settling on the teapot. "During your First Year you terrorized and attempted to kill the entire School for Good, you did kill all of the wolves and fairies, tried to seize the power of the Storian to serve your own gain—" he narrowed a glance at her as he smoothly poured two cups— "now doesn't that sound familiar. But shall I go on to the wars you started? Shall I mention Rafal?"
Sophie colored scarlet, whether out of fury or terror or shame, she had no clue. "But I've—"
"Changed?" The Snake scoffed loud enough to make her jump. For a moment, she expected him to whirl back to her furious, teeth gnarled and scims sharpened to points—but his shoulders sagged and a long-held weariness crept into his bones… In a blink it seemed as though the Snake was gone, and in the monster's place stood just a boy.
"There's no changing Evil like us. We'll never be satisfied alone. Not until we find love as brutal and selfish as our own." He sighed, as if he knew exactly how hard it was to try. "But you know that already."
Sophie watched him, pulled uneasily closer as he settled the teacups on their saucers. His body seemed to shrink into itself, much more cautious than the confident villain Tedros had fought. Was it a trick of the light, or had his face changed as well? Gone was the hard, cold glare, replaced by unfocused, dark and sunken eyes. It was getting harder to see him as Rhian's copy, two sides of the same manipulative coin. She had very nearly been swayed by the Lion. How did she know this wasn't some kind of trick as well?
"It's why you were drawn to my brother," he continued, "and Rafal, and Tedros before him. All your life, looking for the one person who'd complete you, who would love you despite every foul thing your soul was tainted with. But here you are again. With no one."
"I have Agatha," Sophie insisted weakly.
He met her gaze. "And I had Aric, once."
There was a force behind his eyes, a simmering fire that made her own eyes water and sting. Conviction and rage that had been tamped down to resignation, a person just like her who'd tried so hard to be Good, only to fail over and over and…
Warning!: Drinking, mentions of fighting, unprotected sex, fingering, slight pet naming, denied orgasm, making out, hickeys.
a/n: I’m planning to write a roommate au for all exo members, like in parts but it won't necessarily be dependent on each other. I don't know if it make sense. :)
Gif is not mine
Annoying. He was so annoying. The tall man stared down at you a giant smirk, fingers holding a cup with who knows what. Straight black eyebrows pointed down, complexion slightly more pale than usually due to him being drunk.
“Sehun, what the fuck?”a snicker left him, body swaying as he leaned forward, reeking of alcohol and smoke.
You were currently standing in the doorway to some guy’s house, burning holes in your roommate. Chanyeol had called you and asked you to get the younger home or else he would get beaten up, but you were a little late. His raven hair laid neatly even with the evidence of a fight, left cheek swelling. People from inside the house glanced at the two of you, the popular troubled boy and the nice girl dressed in a sleeping shirt and pants. You were fuming for the fact that you had to come all the way here when you could be sleeping.
“Hi kitten, to what do I owe the pleasure?”his speech was slurred, irritating you further. Grabbing his wrist you were practically dragging the boy to your car, having none of it.”A little rough aren't we?”
Sehun laughed, stopping once you forced him down on the seat and accidently knocking his head. A pout formed on his lips, eyes trailing over you as you pulled out, planning murder. This wasn't the first time you had to get Sehun from a party, no it happened almost every time he went out. The boy loved to cause trouble and did what he could to get on someone’s nerves, you were practically a nurse now because of all the time you helped him.
“Next time Chanyeol calls and beg me to get you, I will refuse!”you snapped at him, getting more worked up at his giggling. Sehun didn't take anything serious but you had seen a different side of him, a side which made you wake up at 1 am or treat his wounds.
You still remember the time you walked in on him crying, how broken he had looked. Someone hurt him badly and you didn't ask, only held him. It had made you crazy after a while, the fact that you didn't know who hurt him, never in a million years did you think you would promise to kill the one who did it to him, to protect him.
“But that’s exactly what you’ll do, kitten..”Sehun smirked, licking his lips. A chill ran down your spine, the small amount of empathy you had for him disappearing. Curse him and his good looks!
You weren't gentle in the way you made him sit down on the couch, mumbling threats the whole time. Sehun watched as you made your way around the apartment, collecting what you needed. It made him feel warm. You were taking care of him, he had your attention.
“Be quiet, or I’ll stuff a sock down your throat..”the cleaning alcohol would sting but he had gotten used to it, your touch soft against his skin.
“Wow, I feel like I get to know all your kinks tonight..”the boy whined slightly when you pressed harder at his bruise, fire in your eyes.
“Yeah and I’ll even perform one if you don't shut up.”
“Oh, I’m intrigued. May I know what?”
“Ropes and a gag. I’ll tie you up in bed and leave you there as I sleep in my own..”Sehun smiled. He liked bickering with you but he couldn't deny that what you were saying wasn't attempting. His mind flashed with images of you tied in different positions, eyes in a haze. They were sinful and made him slightly warm. You noticed the way his eyes darkened and huffed out, not believing him.”Not a chance big boy. I was joking and if you so much as do move in your bed, I’ll throw you out the window.”
Sehun stared as you placed everything back, orbs traling your figure. Your clothes didn't show of anything, leaving him fantasizing about what was under. It wasn't the first time but he had never been so obvious about it. Your hips pressed against the counter your were standing by, alcohol overpowering his natural scent. Sehun’s hands found their way to your waist, face resting in the crock of your neck. Heat, all you felt was heat. His nose dragged across the delicate skin of your throat, stopping under your ear.
“You’re so feisty all the time but awfully quiet now..Why’s that? Do I make you shy?”it was close, you losing it, but as his hand wondered lower and his lips pressed lightly against your skin, did you snap out of it.
“Sehun! Go to bed!”shoving him of, you were running away. Your body felt like it was burning as you slid down your door. He had been so close, pressing against you in ways he shouldn't. A moan had been bubbling in your stomach and now were you aching.
A sigh in relief left you when you reached for your vibrator, thanking God that you had changed batteries in it. You were forced to finish what Sehun started or you would never fall a sleep. The boy, however, was standing in the kitchen, smirking, but he too felt the effects of teasing you. His pants were too tight. He would fix it himself this time but that didn't mean you were free. Sehun knew he could get you tomorrow, having to just point out a gash on his torso. Laying in bed, the both of you took care of your problems, thought traveling to the other as pleasure laid quiet in the night.
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You weren't much happier when you woke up the next morning. Sure, he would tease you all the time but he had never been like that, so forward. You didn't change as you got out of bed, too hungry. Sehun was still asleep and you thought about checking on him, maybe he didn't remember yesterday and it wouldn't be awkward. Knocking lightly, you heard a groan and some shuffling, before the door cracked open. Sehun glared at you with one eye open, black hair a mess. His lips had a natural pout but it was intensified now, making you smile without thinking.
“Hungry?”he nodded, following you like a puppy. He hadn't asked about yesterday but you still couldn't stop thinking about it.
After taking painkillers, was his head resting against the table, locks displayed. You giggled lowly, starting with breakfast. The boy fell asleep again, only waking up when you poked his shoulder. There was something very domestic about eating with him,even if he looked slightly out of it.
“So you’ll help me with the last right?”Sehun’s question had you raising an eyebrow.”You know..we never got to check if I had some more bruises..”
He didn't look up at you but you saw the ghost of a smirk roll over his lips, proud over his smoothness at reminding you about last night. Even if you fought it, the blush still managed to grow over your cheeks. That smug little shit.
“I feel sore on my side…”you didn't have a chance at telling him no, the boy was already dragging his shirt of before you could breathe. Sehun flexed, thriving in your parted lips and wide eyes. He knew exactly what he was doing.”..here..”
Pointing at a small purple mark, he smirked. Your gaze stayed too long on his chest, giving you away.
“That’s not even a bruise!”
“Well it hurts!” Sehun pouted at you, leaning back to stare you down with dark orbs. Tension filled the air and the sexual frustration you felt made you annoyed.
“S-Sehun I..I don't even know what you want me to do!”your mind was chanting to ignore him and his body but he wasn't making it easy, arching in ways to show off his assets.
“You never had a problem helping me before! Why is it different now!?” the two of you weren't shouting but your voices had risen in tone, disbelief dripping from them.”What did I do? You always say you’re unfazed by me so why not know?”
He stood up rather fast, stalking towards you as you tried stuttering out an answer, which you didn't have. Why was it so hard looking at him when you had seen him almost naked before? Was it because of yesterday? Or were you going crazy? His arms caged you against the same counter as before, only you were facing him now. Sehun stopped right before your lips, breath fanning over them in a teasing way. You felt weak, desperate for him to touch you, to do anything.
“Why?”his voice was so low, licking up your body, standing just out of your reach.”Tell my why Y/n..”
You lost it, arms circling around his neck as lips clashed together. The kiss was a mess, passionate, but a mess. Sehun brought you closer, pressing himself against you until there was no more room. You could feel his bulge, stiff by your thigh. His mouth worked hard, electing low moans between kisses from you. When you had to breathe, were you panting with swollen lips, but Sehun couldn't wait. His lips went for your neck, kissing and sucking at your skin until marks formed. Hands moved all over you, stroking and kneading, before they rested under your butt, urging you to jump. He stood in between your legs, kissing your lips, as he sneaked his hands under your shirt. You didn't wear a bra so he instantly felt your breasts, pinching your nipples. His actions made your back arch, fingers pulling his hair, making him groan.
“Let’s get this of kitten..”Sehun’s voice was strained, sweat forming by his hairline when he grabbed your shirt, pulling it over your head.”..better..”
The cold air made goosebumps form on your skin, his gaze piercing you. Lips attached to you again, leaving bruises down your throat and collarbone, until he got to your chest. Moans left you, an ache and wetness build between your legs. Your hips started grinding down on the counter to get some relief, nails clawing down on Sehun’s back. The boy groaned against your skin, cock hardening so much it started to become uncomfortable. As his mouth left your nipple, a string of saliva formed, glistening in the light. Your chest was heaving up and down, eyes hazy as you watched him stare up at you through his eyelashes. His orbs were so dark, it was like staring into space.
“I can do more right kitten? I can touch more?”you nodded, head falling back when his fingers pressed against your clothed heat. Your sleeping pants were stained because you didn't wear underwear and maybe you would have been embarrassed if you weren't so needy.
Sehun grabbed the waistband of your clothing, dragging them down from your body, which was more than willing to move for him. Your wetness dropped down on the counter, making him groan, fingers digging into your thighs. He kissed your lower stomach, digits slipping through your folds, teasing your hole. A whine left your lips at his teasing, eyes closing just after you saw his smirk. You were so wet and he was not doing enough, just watching you squirm.
“S-Sehun...please!”mewling out your pleading had him almost growling in arousal. Sehun loved the way you looked, how your body moved for him. He couldn't wait to be inside of you.
“Please what kitten?”tears formed in your eyes, his smug voice driving you insane.
“Please touch me!”never did you think you would be begging your roommate to fuck you but when his fingers finally dipped inside of you, could you cry. He moved in and out of you, stretching you open as an orgasm grew in your stomach. You never got to fall over the edge, his now slick fingers left you before your relief came. Tears fell from your eyes, your pleasure simmering away.”No!”
“I’m sorry kitten but I want you to come one my cock..”his fingers dipped inside your mouth, smiling as you weakly sucked on them, tasting yourself. Now, were his touches softer, lips kissing away the falling tears.”...I’ll make you feel good again, I promise..”
Sehun’s voice was smooth, falling easy from him as he left feather kisses on your face. Your body, however, was still stiff and fiery from the lost orgasm. He watched your haze, smiling, hands moving to undo his pants. They dropped with his underwear, cock springing free and hitting his stomach. A groan left him at the feeling and your eyes widened at his size. His member was big, head red and leaking precum. It made you whine again, hole clenching around nothing.
“I’ll be right back kitten, just need a condom..”he was about to leave but your hands grabbed him, keeping him there, too needy to even wait for him. Sehun raised an eyebrow at you, wondering if you didn't want to do it anymore.”..Kitten?”
“D-don't..don't go get it, just do it..”a smirk took over his confused expression, hands spreading your thighs a little more.
“You sure kitten? We need to be safe..”he purred by your ear, kissing right under it.
“I’m on the pill…”Sehun hummed and unbeknownst to you, had he positioned himself by your hole. His head slipped inside of you, making your walls squeeze around him and him groan loudly.”Sehun.”
You moaned out, arms bringing him closer to you as he bottomed out. Your whole body was shaking, his scent inclosing you. Sehun felt you clamp down on him, breath stuttering out as you practically dragged him deeper in.
“K-kitten relax a little..”he was your anchor, the only thing you could hold on to. The counter under you wasn't cold anymore or your body didn't feel it at least.”..God so tight..”
His movements were slow, cock rubbing you on the inside so deliciously. Moans and skin sound echoed through your kitchen as the day proceeded, breathes turning to pants. Your denied orgasm was rebuilding fast, hands clenching at his wide shoulders. Sehun licked up your neck, speeding up until he was pounding into you, chasing release. Your back arched, black dots forming in your vision. He had you on the edge, so close and when his fingers rubbed over clit, were you cuming. Your orgasm was so strong it forced him to stop moving, walls pulsating around his cock. With a slack jaw, were you letting out sinful sounds, heart hammering in your chest. Sehun growled one last time, fingers prolonging you pleasure as his other hand wrapped around his cock, moving up and down. He came with a low moan, cum shooting out and landing on your stomach. Your back fell against the could wood, gaze out of it.
“I like you..”Sehun murmured by you ears, slightly out of breath, forehead resting on yours.
“What? You do?”being in your post orgasm state made you believe you heard him incorrectly, even if he was so close.
“Why do you think I got in so much trouble? It was so you would come get me.”a small gasp left you, hand hitting his naked chest.
“That’s a really stupid way to get my attention!”he giggled at you, bringing you to him, until his lips rested by yours.
