Crack Thought Biting Kink Taken To Far

You ever hear that old chestnut about how most people neglect the part of the story of Icarus where he also had to avoid flying too low, lest the spray of the sea soak his feathers and cause him to fall and drown? You ever think about how different the world would be if Icarus died that way instead? If the idiom was to Fly To Close To The Sea? A warning against playing it far too safe, about not stretching your wings and soaring properly? You ever think about how Icarus died because he was happy?

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I am an overthinking person, my mind is always crowded with details

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"V. What is that."

"Hm?" Your partner grumbles, eyes never leaving their monitor as you point repeatedly at their bed. "What's what?"

"That. That right there on your bed. On your pillow."

The rapid clicking of their keyboard falls silent. "Oh. The plushie? Yeah, I bought that for you. No big deal.

"No big- Dude. That isn't just a plushie. It's the plushie. The one I told you I had since I was a baby. The one I lost when I was a kid. The one I literally showed you five days ago and haven't been able to find for years that wasn't an arm and a leg.

"Well... That's what having filthy rich parents gets you. I expect mandatory cuddles whenever, and wherever I want along with zero questions about white stains on your clothing for at least a month. You're welcome."

Yan! Mindreader x reader

Imagine how annoying it would be if your obsessed stalker had the ability to read your mind.

He was a part of your life before you even knew of his existence. Every day, he would follow you around and listen to your thoughts; the good, the bad, the angry and the sad ones.

He wished to know all there is to know about you and what better way was there than to intrude on your most inner, private feelings?

Yan! Mindreader always thought his power was a curse he’d gotten the misfortune of being born with. All day and night he’d been forced to hear everything peaople were thinking. That’s how he got to know his parents hated living together and his friends only saw him as a piggy bank. No one truly cared for him. Anyone who believe they’d want this power is wrong. All it has done is bring him misery. If he had the option to be normal he wouldn’t hesitate.

Then came you. You barged into his life without warning and set his whole body on fire- but in a good sorta way. You made him feel all tingly and light, like he could fly. You were one of a kind; nothing like the others who were selfish, vain and completely fake.

He knew. After all, he could read your mind.

Slowly he introduced himself into your life. It was subtle and natural, just like he’d prepared. He didn’t want to scare you. It was quite easy to fabricate running into each other and after it happened on plenty occasions you joked about it being fate. You saw him at the grocery store, in your apartment building-apparently he’s moved in just next door- and he even visits the same coffee shop as you do! He wanted to scream ‘yes!’, in agreement, it was indeed fated for you to be together.

It wasn’t after too many charming, well-practiced smiles and flirtatious hints that he received the greatest gift of all; you, on your back in his bed with him thrusting vigorously into your warm heat. Oh it was simply heaven. Hearing your moans whilst simultaneously listening in on your thoughts- they were far from disappointing. That was one of the only times he’s blessed his mind reading ability. Thanks to it he knows all your kinks, desires and needs, which he doesn’t hesitate to use to his advantage.

He’d be the perfect boyfriend. You will never want anyone other than him ever. Only he truly knows you and that includes parts if yourself you’ve hidden away or have never acknowledge.

Isn’t he your perfect fit?

———-

Sunlight pours into the room and wakes you up. You don’t want to. Waking up means dealing with reality and its shitty way of treating you. You resolve to just ignore the warm presence behind you and pretend to still be asleep. You hoped he wouldn’t notice.

“I know you’re awake, sweetheart.”

Damn it.

“You can’t hide it, I can tell when you’re dreaming and when you’re conscious. Although I like it when your brain imagines me naked and on top of you subconsciously, I prefer you being awake and in control of those scenarios. It makes me feel good knowing I’m wanted and I’m not sure your dirty dreams actually count.” He teased whilst placing a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder.

Fuck this guy. It was just your stupid brain working against you and he had the nerve to make it seem like you have any affection for him.

“You hurt me wit your words. Where were these feelings yesterday when I took you deeply agai-“

You hit him in the face with your pillow in order to shut him up. You wouldn’t let him bring up anymore of your shame. You knew it was bad but since you were stuck with this man-forever presumably- you didn’t know what else to do. There was no escaping since he would just pick up any plan you had immediately. Hell, you doubted you’d even get past having the thought ‘escape’ in your head before he goes ballistic.

Besides, you couldn’t help but to admit no one had made you feel as good as he had. It killed your soul to think it but it was true.

“Hmm, I like the thought of that. Thank you. I’ll also let you know that you feel just as good and pleasure me endlessly~”

Seriously, fuck this guy.

fascinating assumption

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Yan!Merman x Reader x Yan!Prince: Endings

The opinions regarding this story were unsurprisingly leaning towards the merman as your final choice, though there were some people who did vote for the prince. Allow me to suggest you a third, bonus ending that you can unlock: awkward polycule that somehow works out in the end.

Arrogant, yet insecure Prince who is so desperate to have you that he'll put up with any condition. Yes, even if he must live next to the creature. He's constantly trying to prove his feelings and seems to believe this is a competition of sorts. Despite his outspoken disgust for the merman, the battle-hardened royal will often jump to his defense, cutting short any disrespectful display. No one dares to question the monster in his presence. Don't bring it up, though, he will become angry and embarrassed and deny everything.

Cursed merman who doesn't care about anything else other than having you. He's unexpectedly indifferent to the nobleman joining in and is painfully oblivious to his ardent challenges. In fact, he quite admires the human's passion and virtuous nature, often trying to copy his behavior. Doesn't really register the hostility and thinks the prince is just shy, awkward, or self-conscious. Wait, he's self-conscious about his monstrous self, too! Perhaps they've been friends all along.

Reader who's just enjoying the show. You sure went beyond your family's expectations, huh? They wanted you to finally bring home a husband, and you ended up with two!