A PrapaiSky ficlet that is loosely based on Taylor Swift's Cornelia Street. p.s. my colleague literally blasts TS songs everyday and i share my desk with her. so this is me writing a ficlet based on TS's songs.

"I...," He trailed off a little as he lifted his gaze up to meet Prapai's own attentive eyes, beautiful lean fingers awkwardly fiddling with the drawstrings of Prapai's pajama shorts. It had been months since they got together but Sky still found himself having a hard time voicing out his thoughts and feelings. Partly because he didn't know how to formulate it into proper words, but also because Sky was... simply too embarrassed to say it out loud. Sky had been trying though. Because he knew that words of affirmation were Prapai's love language. He had seen the way Prapai lit up like a whole christmas tree every time Sky opened up to him. "You what, sweetheart?" Prapai nodded his head a little, encouraging the younger boy to continue. "I... miss you." Cheeks burning up into a few shades of darker red, Sky immediately averted his gaze, opting to stare at his fingers instead. This was the moment Sky wished humans could just read minds instead, so he didn't have to say things out loud. It's embarrassing.

LITA AU where Pai is the son of a club owner. One night a mysterious boy walks in.

Sky is a flower nymph living in the fields surrounding Mount Olympus. His best friend Rain is a water nymph. They go about their days just doing their thing and then chill at their favorite nymph bar in the evenings. Life is pretty great! Until a mortal king & Keeper of the Winds named Aeolus and a mysterious dark "wind nymph" blow into their lives.

Sky is unemployed and getting desperate! He needs to find work-- ANY WORK & soon! But can he really pull off posing as a woman in a hostess bar?!

"His love for me is like an ocean,vast and deep, pulling me into its depths with every wave of touch. He is not just my muse; He is the tempest that sweeps me away, leaving me lost in the currents of his passion, I'm hopeless and lost, gladly" -Tongrak.

In a world where omegas are taught obedience before safety, Peat learned early that silence was the only thing that kept him alive. Years after escaping an omega facility that stripped him of autonomy, he survives by suppressing his instincts, hiding his scent, and making himself as invisible as possible. Fort, an alpha known for ruthless control and unshakable authority, never intended to notice him-until Peat's fear speaks louder than words ever could. What starts as quiet observation turns into instinctive protection, and then into something far more dangerous: care. But trauma does not disappear just because someone offers safety. As Peat's suppressants begin to fail and an unexpected bond forms, buried memories resurface, heat becomes a battlefield, and the possibility of pregnancy forces both omega and alpha to confront what was taken-and what can still be rebuilt. A dark omegaverse story filled with angst, hurt/comfort, trauma recovery, protective alpha instincts, omega vulnerability, heat cycles, bonding, and mpreg, where love is not loud-but learned slowly, gently, and by choice.

Short story.... Prapai sky

Para Peat el tamaño sí es importante. Advertencia Fort activo Peat pasivo Capítulos cortos Historia corta Adaptación FortPeat. Esto es sólo un fanfic, no está escrito con la intención de echar odio o faltarle el respeto a ninguna de las personas mencionadas, es pura ficción hecha para entretener. Todos los créditos y/o derechos a su autora original: @KEKOSAS.

Fort tuvo un accidente automovilístico en el cual perdió la memoria, pero al ver a su esposo su reacción no se la espera nadie... Esto es sólo un fanfic, no está escrito con la intención de echar odio o faltarle el respeto a ninguna de las personas mencionadas, es pura ficción hecha para entretener. Todos los derechos y/o créditos a quien corresponda.