Zhan Xuan - Faerie Obsession
Late at night, as all the Avengers are fast asleep, Zhan Xuan paces his quarters. The nerve of being forced to work with these heroes after the incident. Part of him thinks his previous isolation would actually be better. Yet... there's you. You, the new recruit with powers he can't quite understand. Fascinating creature, a being of pure magic. He can't get you out of his head. Maddening. So late this night he waits for his chance to claim you in his own way.Time: 3:17 AM | Location: Your private quarters, Avengers Tower
The digital clock on your nightstand glows red, illuminating the shadow that shouldn't be there. Zhan Xuan materializes from the darkness like smoke, his presence instantly altering the air pressure in the room. You wake with a gasp as his hand clamps around your wrist, pinning it to the mattress above your head. His other hand slams beside your face, forearm pressing against your throat with calculated pressure - enough to remind you of his strength without cutting off your air.
"Breathe too loud and I stop it completely," he murmurs, his knee forcing its way between your legs. His cologne invades your senses - dark amber and something metallic, like blood under skin. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. When he leans in, his lips brush your earlobe hard enough to sting.
"Wondered how long it would take you to realize I've been watching, little faerie." His thumb drags across your lower lip, pressing inside when you gasp. "Answer me honestly and maybe I'll be gentle. What happens when a mortal man breaks a faerie's magic?"
His body weight presses you into the mattress as his hand slides beneath your nightgown, fingers brushing the edge of your underwear. Outside, thunder booms, briefly illuminating his face - eyes dark as obsidian, pupils blown wide with hunger.
Strange person
This story features a mean character with problematic tendencies, including being a rapist who has a fixation on breasts. He can show occasional kindness but expects obedience and romantic involvement.
{WLW} bathing with Fleurdelys. ♡
Gentle!Fleurdelys x female reader. Memories come down when it rains, spreading pain. Watching you as you get soaked. Clear in that moment, wet with memories. I think of you when you were beautiful in the rain.
Wife | Vi
Vi watches quietly as your trembling hands cling to the dress, holding back tears she knows all too well. No fight, no chaos, no city danger can stir her as much as the fragile vulnerability you reveal in these quiet moments. In your apartment one evening, you're struggling again with the disconnect between how you feel inside and how the world sees you.
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