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slasherkisss · 4 years

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Hi! I really love your writing and just stumbled over your Ruvik and Creeper Headcanons a while ago! Such underrated characters :') Would you write the NSFW alphabet for Ruvik?

[YESSS I love writing for Ruvik he’s one of my underrated boys lets go-]

NSFW ALPHABET: RUVIK

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Not very clingy or needy, but careful of is partner’s needs and health. He wants to make sure they’re okay and safe, and that he didn’t hurt them in a permanent or truly harmful manner. They need to be strong enough to handle round 2, after all.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Ruvik has no preference for his own body. He barely registers that he has a body a lot of times, it’s very disorienting for him to do so. He loves his partner’s lips though. Seeing them parted as they moan or tight around his cock makes him hard.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) On the topic with mouths: He loves cuming into his partner’s mouth. He loves seeing his seed splash on their face and watching them swallow is the hottest to him.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Ruvik is secretly a huge fan of somnophilia. He would love to fuck his partner in their sleep. Would never bring it up to them, though, in case they found it invasive.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Ruvik is honestly a little inexperienced. Like, he knows in theory what to do but in practice he’s more of a careful, methodical learner. He’s still figuring things out but what he learns he practices very fast and well.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Missionary or any position where he can see his partner’s face when they cum. He loves their facial expressions!

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Ruvik is more serious than silly, but you can probably get one or two good laughs out of him if he lets his guard down juuust enough. He’ll do it and then the conversation would be: “why did you laugh?” “because no one will ever believe you :)”

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Ruvik has a light dusting of platinum hair at his base and a bit on his balls, but for the most part it’s more scar tissue than hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) I think he could go either way. Usually it’s just quick, fast fucks but if he really wants to show his partner how much he appreciates their company he’s slow and romantic, usually holding their hand as he fucks them and kisses their neck. It’s his sign that he’s in the romantic mood.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Ruvik feels weird jacking off. It goes with his dislike of his body as a whole and his unsure-ness of where he begins and ends. An orgasm on his own might warp reality into a different way he doesn’t want, so he tends to avoid masturbation if he can help it.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Biting, Blood, Somnophilia, Voyeurism, and Mutual Masturbation

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) He controls the world you fuck in, man, so he has no real preference as to exactly where you are. You can be wherever he wants the two of you to be.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Likes it when his partner initiates sex by touching him and being bratty. Nothing gets his blood boiling like a good argument and usually he likes to - ahem - put their teasing mouth to better use ;)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Medical play/doctor and patient roleplay. He’s had enough of doctors he’d rather not pretend to be one.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) LOVES TO RECEIVE ORAL. Blow Jobs are his favorite way of getting off and he loves to see his partner’s face messy with his cum. He’s always down to return the favor, though, and is surprisingly good with his mouth.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) He can flip between them pretty quickly. His personal preference is a slow, teasing pace that he can savor every moment in and make an agonizing wait for his partner.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Okay with them, but doesn’t prefer them. He wants to ravish his partner for hours at a time and is never fully satisfied with the few little marks and orgasms he’s gotten out of them during quick rounds.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Ruvik is iffy on experimenting tbh. He greets new things/things he doesn’t quite understand in his realm with heavy distrust so getting him into something different can take a LOT of work on his partner’s part.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) He can last as long as he wants to, honestly. He’s pretty good at pacing himself and always likes to make sure his partner orgasms more than him. He could go for an eternity if you asked him to.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) You wouldn’t think it but Ruvik likes toys a lot actually! He’s never kept any himself but if his partner expresses an interest in them he’ll offer them a wide variety for them to use. So long as he can watch while he uses one of his own.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Teases a pretty decent amount. He loves his partner to be a crying, moaning mess beneath him and fully submit to him before he gives them what they want. The result is an unfair amount of over stimulation.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He makes only soft, breathing moans and grunts a lo t of times, and chants his partner’s name over and over again. He’s great at dirty talk in the bedroom, though, and usually prefers to keep his volume at whispers so he can enjoy his partner’s screams/moans.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) He has conjured up Sex Rooms before and loves to watch his partner's surprised face when they stumbled into one before offering to test it out with them.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Longer than average but relatively thin. The scarification of his skin crawls across his abdomen and around the base of his cock but doesn’t fully reach the tip. His veins are noticeable and purple/blue against the shaft and he’s circumsized.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Eh, it’s there but for the most part it isn’t high. He’s mostly ready to go whenever his partner is, sensing their need and acting on it is his specialty, but for the most part doesn’t actually care all that much. I personally headcanon him as asexual!

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) He doesn’t fall asleep afterwards. He likes to hold his partner close to him and admire the way they sleep, brushing their cheek and petting their head as they rest in his arms. Usually will leave them to rest in a safe space while he gets up to go about doing things (but not before kissing their forehead)

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celestiababie · 4 years

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Yunho NSFW Alphabet A-Z

A= Aftercare (What they do/act like after sex)

Yunho is literally the human embodiment of a teddy bear. After you two have finished, he’ll probably just lay on you, and kiss your neck. He just wants to cling onto you...before you two go for another round.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Yunho loves his smile the most and he knows you love it too. Whenever he flashes his bright smile at you, you get butterflies all over again, and he just adores that he has that effect on you. He loves your legs when you straddle him or just wrap them around him. Yunho loves the lazy days where you put your legs on his lap and just watch tv. He’s also quite the fan of putting them over his shoulders as he thrusts inside you.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum… I’m a disgusting person)

He gets carried away when he’s fucking you, so he often cums inside of you. When the two of you first had sex, both of you were so in the moment that you hadn’t realized that he came inside until a few minutes after. He panicked for a few seconds and apologized, but luckily you were able to calm him down by telling him that it was fine and that you were on the pill/clean. Ever since that day, he’s been hooked on cumming in you.

D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He really wants to fuck you against a mirror...preferably in the practice room. He’s had a few wet dreams about it, but he doesn’t want to bring it up, in case that you’ll be weirded out, and then he’ll end up embarrassed.

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Yunho has some experience, but not to the point where he could call himself a pro. He’s probably gotten/given head before and that’s about as much experience he’s had before you. He knows how to get you worked up and he knows how to use his body very well. DANCERS ARE THE BEST AT SEX IDC.

F= Favorite position (This goes without saying)

Probably missionary, but with your legs over his shoulders. He loves holding your legs up and rolling his hips into you, making sure that you feel him against the most sensitive within you.

G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Or are they more humorous?)

This man-child is a clown! Do you really think that he’s gonna be completely serious? He will probably try and crack a joke here and there when he has sex with you. Whether you like that or not, he can’t hide his bright and goofy personality, even if it’s an intimate moment.

H= Hair (How well-groomed are they?)

Yunho trims regularly, but he’s not bare. He thinks that trimming makes everything look better and it’s just easier to maintain. Man-scaping shows character, folks.

I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

He’s a giant teddy bear, and even though he’s very goofy, he’d be surprisingly intimate. He loves you and wants to express it both inside and outside the bedroom. Yunho is top quality boyfriend material, and he’d want to give you all the pleasure that you could handle.

J= Jack off (Masturbation)

He doesn’t jerk off that often, he can usually keep himself under control until he sees you. Sometimes if he just needed to release some of his energy, he’d rut against his pillow and send you the audio of him moaning. It would mainly be to try and convince you to come over or let him come over.

K= Kinks (One or more of their kinks)

His tall ass has a size kink, y’all knew this was gonna be said. He didn’t care if you were even an inch shorter than him or a foot shorter than him, he’d still tease you for being smaller than him. Yunho adores how your body looks underneath him, there’s something about him being bigger than you that makes him feel like he can protect you. Yunho also has a slight exhibition kink, he likes the way his heart pounds from nerves, not knowing if someone was going to see both of you.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do)

As stated before, he has an exhibition kink, he believes that sex doesn’t have to stay in the bedroom at all times. Dressing rooms? On a balcony? Against a big window? He’s down for it all, but don’t worry, he’ll make sure no one actually sees... unless you’re into that.

M= Motivation (What turns them on?)

Due to his size kink, sitting in his lap could get him a bit excited down there, it emphasizes how small you are compared to him, and he can easily tease you for it. Another thing that can get him doing would be teaching you how to dance/ dancing with you, he’s definitely tried to get you to do a sensual dance with him once or twice. If he sees your hips move a certain way or grind upon him, you can bet your ass that he’s gonna whisper in your ear about how much he wants to fuck you.

N= NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I personally believe that Yunho is a soft dom, so he wouldn’t want you to call you anything bad or degrading, he’d much rather praise you. You’re his baby, why would he want to be mean to his baby?

O= Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a sucker for getting head, he loves when you look up at him as you press kisses to tip. It’s not like he hates giving you head or is bad at it, he’s just average at the activity, he makes up for it with using his sexy ass hands though.

P= Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

This one is tough... I guess that it would all depend on his mood, some days he’ll be rough and desperate for a good fuck, and other days, he’ll be slow and sensual. He has no preference, it really depends on how much tension there is and how needy you both are.

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex and how often?)

He's a fan of them. You two often have to rush due to fucking in slightly risky places, but he doesn't mind that at all. Sometimes, he treats it as it's a game, which one of you is gonna cum first or, how fast can he make you cum?

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

He has no problem taking risks and experimenting. He's curious about a lot of things and wants to try many things with you if you'll allow him to.

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

This boy has a lot of stamina, it’s scary. As a dancer, he’s able to have a lot of energy and on top of that, he’s a ball of energy in everyday life, so Yunho would be able to go multiple rounds. He’d want to keep going until you were too tired to keep your eyes open. Dis boi a freak lowkey.

T= Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Poor baby would be confused by toys at first, but would slowly start getting more curious about them. He’d do mild research to find ones that would give you the most pleasure and then gift them to you. He’d be hesitant to use any toys on himself, but he’d give it a try if you really wanted to use them on him.

U= Unfair (How much do they like to tease?)

He mainly teases you about your height, but other than that, he’s fair. He likes to give you what you want and even if he finds your begging adorable, he’d feel bad if he kept pleasure away from you...but if you make him jealous/ piss him off? Good luck.

V= Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

L O U D. He’s not annoyingly loud, but he’s not afraid to moan and groan if something feels good. He has to be careful depending on the location you two are having sex, but even then, he’s moaning for you.

W= Wild Card (Random headcanon)

Yunho had invited you over, all the boys were over, but he figured that you were comfortable enough to hang out with all of them. The 9 of you were sitting in the living room, your legs were on the taller male’s lap and he was softly caressing your leg as the rest of the boys were being loud.

Jongho had noticed the older male’s hand on your leg and he narrowed his eyes at the both of you, throwing a pillow at Yunho.

“Hyung, touch your girlfriend somewhere else!”

The other boys had suddenly shut up and looked over at the two of you. Some were confused, some were flustered at the thought and a particular someone was smirking (Wooyoung). You hid your face behind your hands and took your legs off of your boyfriend’s lap. He pouted and made a bold move, pulling your entire body into his lap and kissing your neck.

“I’ll touch her where ever I want.” He muttered against your neck. The boys cleared their throats and contemplated whether or not they should just leave the room...

They didn’t, they kept talking, but couldn’t help but glance at the couple who were almost ready to rip each other’s clothes off.

X= X-Ray (Lt’s see what’s going on in those pants)

He’s a big boi and has sexy hands, so I think he’s above average. He has a decent amount of girth to him and a plus would be that he knows how to use his hips. Big dick+dancer hips= fucking amazing sex. I don’t make the rules.

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He wants sex a lot more than he’d like to admit, he has so much energy that he wants to let out, and sex is a great way to release all that energy. He’s clingy and that clinginess will often lead to him needing you sexually. I’d say he’d want sex about 5 days out of the week.

Z= ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterward?)

It depends on how many rounds you two did. Usually, he wouldn’t feel that sleepy if it was a standard night of sex, but if it was a night where you two were at it like rabbits...maybe he’d get a little tired, but he rarely does.

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rejectofsociety · 3 years

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Febuwhump: Day Seven

Prompt: Poisoning

Summary: After getting poisoned, Peter’s life takes a turn for the worst.

Word count: 2,985

Warnings: Major Character Dearth, Vomit

Written for: @febuwhump

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Peter’s spider senses had been ringing quietly from the moment he entered the cafe. Michelle had her little finger wrapped around Peter’s and Ned walked ahead of them, chatting casually as they made their to the counter to order— it should have been perfect. But it wasn’t. Peter’s heart was pounding and his senses were anxious and hyperactive. He could hear every tiny sound, from Ned’s voice to crumbs of food hitting the ground and he could not only smell a flurry of scents, but taste every single one of them. These moments used to send him into a panicked state and he would find himself curled up and crying, but he had grown used to them and could manage his fear.

“And what will you be having?” The young lady taking their order asked.

“Um- I uh-“ Peter shook himself out of his thoughts and gazed at her for a moment.

She looked eerily familiar— she smelled familiar too, like gun smoke and vinegar. Peter forced himself to look away from her big brown eyes to look over at Michelle. She frowned in concern then looked back at the lady.

“He’ll have the same thing I’m having,” she decided for him.

“Alright,” she smiled broadly, her eyes lingering on Peter for an extra moment, “we’ll have that ready as soon as possible. Feel free to sit wherever.”

“Thanks,” Ned brightly replied then picked out a nearby booth.

Peter and Michelle took one side while Ned sat across from them. Michelle held one of Peter’s hands in both of hers and stroked his palm with her thumb, her brown knit tightly in concern. Ned leaned forward slightly with a worried expression as he examined his friend’s face.

“Are you okay, Peter?” Michelle asked, trying to mask her anxiousness towards his state.

“Yeah, you looked really freaked out. Is she an ex-girlfriend or something?” Ned half-joked.

“No, she’s not my ex-girlfriend,” Peter rolled his eyes, slowly beginning to calm down at Michelle’s loving touch, “she’s, like, thirty or something. But, yeah, I’m okay.”

“Are you sure?” Michelle checked, “because for a moment there it looked like you were about to throw up.”

He shook his head, “I’m fine. I swear.”

“Okay, okay,” Ned sighed, “I definitely believe you.”

Peter stirred in his seat then leaned against Michelle, resting his head on her shoulder. She rubbed his back gently with one hand, knowing how to calm his nerves.

As they waited for their coffee and muffins, they chatted about movies, school, their upcoming Academic Decathlon (which Peter spoke enthusiastically about), and sometimes just sat in peaceful silence. Michelle normally avoided the topic of Star Wars as much as possible but, for the sake of distracting Peter from whatever was bothering him, she didn’t mind bringing it up. Besides, she secretly enjoyed listening to him bitch about how fucked up the sequels were.

“Order for Ned Leeds,” the barista called, her eyes glued to Peter in a way that made his stomach turn and his spine shudder.

Ned stood up and collected their order then brought it back to the table. Again, Peter’s spider sense lit his head on fire and he grit his teeth. What’s wrong?! He cried internally, I get it, the barista is creepy and smells weird, but why?! He found himself wishing his spider sense had a voice so it could simply tell him what was wrong. These were some of the scariest moments of his life as Spiderman— the ones where something was clearly wrong, but he had no idea what it could be. It had happened several times to him when his sixth sense would scream and his body would grow painfully tense in preparation to demolish an invisible threat. It could happen at the most random times: at school, at home with May, or in this exact scenario where he was at a cafe trying to enjoy a midday snack. To make things worse, he had never been to the cafe before and had no clue what it was supposed to be like. However, he was certain that most baristas weren’t supposed to smell like gun smoke and vinegar.

“Peter,” Ned called, “are you going to eat or just stare at your food?”

Peter blinked a few times as if clearing away the dark cloud of oppressive thoughts, “bit of both,” he finally managed to joke.

“If you don’t want to eat here, we don’t have to,” Michelle pointed out.

“No, I do. I’m just tired,” he smiled softly.

“Alright, then we’ll hurry up and you can get home,” she decided.

Most days, Peter hated to be the one to end things early but today he didn’t mind at all. In fact, he was more than happy to. As Peter took a bite of his bagel, his spider sense made his stomach lurch, as if urging him to throw up. He managed to suppress any reaction and opted to dismiss it as overdramatized anxiety due to being in a new place and a creepy barista. That seemed like a decent enough explanation. After all, a few times his spider sense had overreacted to small things and made them seem like threats to the entire planet. This had to be one of those times, right?

The bagel tasted faintly of vinegar, just like the barista’s scent. His stomach did flips like a trapeze artist but he forced himself to ignore it.

He hardly recognized any of the following events, it was like time had sped up and slowed down simultaneously. One moment, he was forcing himself to eat a bagel through sips off coffee, the next moment Ned and Michelle were walking him to May’s apartment.

“Promise me you’ll get a drink of water and some sleep,” Ned implored.

“I will,” Peter mumbled, now gripping Michelle’s hand tightly as they entered the elevator.

Peter’s head was spinning like a ferris wheel as his stomach twisted into knots. He could practically feel the blood draining from his face, making him as pale as a skeleton’s skull. Michelle muttered something to him as she led him out of the elevator, down the hall, and through his front door. Ned followed and was the first to greet May.

“Hey, May,” he spoke.

“Hi Ned, Michelle, P- oh goodness. Peter, are you alright?” She rushed to her nephew and cupped his face in her hands.

“Yeah, I’m-“

“No, he’s not alright,” Michelle sharply interrupted, “we got to the cafe and he started acting weird, then we left and he’s just been looking worse by the second.”

“What’s wrong?” May demanded, “you have to talk to us.”

Peter’s stomach lurched and he pushed his aunt away from him, “sick,” he grunted hoarsely, unable to say anymore.

“Go to the bathroom,” May ordered, “MJ, can you go with him? I’ll be there in a moment.”

Michelle nodded and led Peter away. Ned was about to follow when May gently stopped him.

“Ned, can you tell me what happened in that cafe?” She asked softly.

“I don’t really know,” Ned admitted, “he was fine until we went inside. Then, he got really nervous and kept looking at the barista. Then he was fine again until we started eating and he looked nervous again. Once we left, it was kinda like he was mentally on a different planet and he looked really sick. That’s all I know.”

“Hm... do you think something he ate upset his stomach?”

“That’s my best guess.”

May sighed and rubbed her face, “he’s so stubborn sometimes.”

“I know,” Ned agreed with a nod, “it makes it so hard to know what’s wrong with him.”

May silently agreed and suspired softly, “why don’t you go check on him and I’ll be there in a second.”

He agreed then made his way towards the bathroom where he found Peter hunched over the toilet and quivering while Michelle sat on the floor next to him, gently stroking his hair.

“How are you doing, Peter?” He asked.

“‘M literally begging you to kill me,” Peter mumbled quietly.

“Not happening, sorry,” Ned replied as he made his way around the two and sat down on the edge of the bathtub.

Peter groaned then coughed and gagged. Michele and Ned averted their gazed to the ground as he gasped then wretched. He only managed to choke up a small amount of bile.

“Peter, are you feeling any better?” May asked, her voice heavy with worry as she slid a glass of water into his hand.

“No,” he grunted then shakily rose the glass to his lips and took a small sip of water.

May sighed and knelt down next to him, feeling his forehead with the back of her hand. She didn’t need to linger for more than a second to feel how incredibly feverish his skin was.

“You’re burning up,” she observed, pulling her hand away.

Peter couldn’t reply and only began gagging again spat out a bit of bagel. He strained his memory as he focused on the face of the barista. He knew her from somewhere, he knew he did. But for some reason, his memory seemed to insist on forgetting about her.

“I know her from somewhere,” he rasped.

“What?” Ned asked.

“The barista,” he clarified, “I know her. B-but I don’t know where from.”

Michelle knit her brow together and considered his words, “do... do you think she poisoned you?”

Her words held an awfully heavy weight as it forced the realization upon the small family. That was the only reasonable explanation for Peter’s sudden shift in health.

Peter propped his head up on his elbows that rested on the toilet seat and thought for a moment. Rather, he tried to think. His mind was fuzzy and his vision was blurred. He could feel his breathing growing shallow as it gradually slowed down. His heart attempted to thunder with fear, yet it could only sluggishly pound and occasionally skip beats, making his chest feel momentarily empty. Every fiber in his body ached with nausea and something told him his last moments were rapidly approaching.

“May,” Peter managed to say weakly after a moment, his eyes having an incredibly difficult time staying open, “ca-an you c-call M’sser Stark?”

She nodded quickly, “th-that’s a good idea.”

She reached for her phone, only to realize she had left it in the kitchen. She leaned forward and kissed the side of her nephew’s head, her lips lingering lovingly for a moment before she stood up.

“I’ll be right back,” she assured, “you’ll be alright.”

Peter could only give a shaky nod in response then watched her leave out of the corner of his eye.

“I just want this to end,” he murmured brokenly.

“I-it’ll be over soon,” Ned shakily promised.

He could see the agony and the fear in his friend’s eyes. The sight twisted his stomach into knots and tore his heart into shreds. At the same time, it sent him into a trembling panic, because the last time he saw that look in Peter’s eyes it was the night of Uncle Ben’s funeral.

He glanced at Michelle, wishing for reassurance but was instead met with something much worse. She stared at Peter with tears in her eyes, her expression twisted into one of desperation and dismay. It was as if she were already looking at a corpse.

“Peter, you’ll be okay,” Ned stated, wishing his voice wasn’t as uneven as it was, “I promise. Tony will come here and he’ll know exactly what to do.”

Peter nodded his head slightly only to be met with a harsh rush of dizziness racing to his head and engulfing his mind. He squeezed his eyes shut then threw up another bite of bagel and all too much stomach acid. The acid burned his throat disgustingly and only made him want to throw up again.

As he kept his eyes glued shut, he gradually began to conjure an image in his mind. It was the barista, dressed in all black and frantically wrapping a scarf around her face as she darted away from... from what? Wait, wait! He remembered! She had been trying to cover her face as Peter webbed up her colleagues. How could he have let her get away like that?! But more importantly... how did she know he was Spiderman?

“I-i arrested her friends,” Peter murmured.

Michelle ran her hand through his tousled hair as she spoke, “the barista?”

“Yeah... but...” he coughed and wheezed, “I-i don’t und...understand.”

“How could she recognize you?” Ned asked, his brow knit in confusion.

Peter shrugged his shoulders slightly, each movement growing more and more tiresome by the second— his body felt horribly stiff and sluggish, as if he were already turning into a corpse. He attempted to raise his glass of water to his mouth, only for his weakened grip to give in and he dropped the glass on the tile floor with a loud clatter.

“Fuck...” he breathed hoarsely.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s okay,” Ned assured as he grabbed a towel off the floor then stood up and made his way to the spilt water, quickly cleaning it up.

“Can.... get me an...other,” Peter managed to request— the fact that he was even talking was a mystery to him.

Ned nodded then hesitantly left the bathroom, his eyes lingering on Peter a few extra moments as if his friend would die the moment he walked away.

Peter’s eyes lazily forced themselves open and attempted to focus on Michelle. Yet, they insisted on blurring and watering as they crossed behind half-closed lids. Tears began flowing down his cheeks and his neck was forced to work twice as hard to support his limp head.

He craved the sight of her warm eyes that made him feel safe and invincible. He silently begged for her sweet smile that made butterflies swarm his stomach every time he saw it. He wanted to hear her say ‘dork’ or ‘loser’ one more time and he wanted to watch her lips move with the words. He wished he could curl up in her lap and she could read him a book to make his forget his troubles. He was crushingly terrified and helplessly furious with himself for ignoring his instincts— how could he let this happen?! And now his girlfriend was with him, making sure he wouldn’t die alone, yet he couldn’t even see her face.

“Wh-why are you crying?” Michelle questioned weakly, cupping his cheek with one hand.

“I can’t see you,” he croaked, “I... I’m dying... and I-I’m sc...scared.... a-and I can’t even see yo-you’re face.”

Michelle choked out a sob and threw her arms around his torso. She kissed the side of his neck dozens of times, muttering ‘I love you’ quietly in between kisses. Peter mumbled ‘I love you’ in reply as much as his body would allow. His hands were too weak now, but he wanted to hold her hand and kiss her palm lightly. Worse, he craved a tender kiss on the lips but he knew he would taste like vomit and his li[s would be cold— it was best to leave it be.

Peter could feel the toxins rushing through his veins, numbing his nerves and exhausting his body to the point of immobility. His lungs slowed to a stop and he drew in an exasperated breath, trying to bring life back into his body.

“Peter?” Michelle called softly, briefly pulling away from him.

May and Ned arrived at almost the exact same time, only to be frozen in horror. In the moments they were gone, Peter’s state had managed to get so much worse. His lips and nails were blue like sapphires and his skin was so pale it was almost bone-white. His eyes appeared to be sunken into his skull, and the parts of the whites that they could see were practically blood-red.

May collapsed at his side and clutched his shoulders, “Peter?”

Peter’s eyes fluttered closed as his body went limp and he used his last bit of conscious strength to attempt to hold himself upright. Ned sat on his knees beside May and tried to help his friend stay upright. Yet, Peter fell away from the toilet and hit the ground. Michelle’s hand clasped over one of Peter’s and May grabbed his shoulders frantically and scooped his torso into her arms, cradling him close her chest. Panic exploded in everyone’s chest as they watched Peter’s life slip away from his body through his bluish lips as his head rolled limply to the side. He couldn’t hear the frantic cries and yells of his family, yet they wailed anyways as if it would bring him back.

“No, no, no,” Michelle cried, “Peter, don’t!”

“Stay with us!” Ned exclaimed desperately, overcome with anxiety and confusion and desperation.

“Peter, don’t leave me!” May wailed hysterically, shaking her boy’s body as if that would awake him, “wake up! PLEASE!”

“Baby, I need you!”

“Don’t do this to us!”

“This can’t- this can’t-“

May couldn’t even finish her thought as she buried her face in Peter’s chest and sobbed. All three clung to the corpse tightly, hardly able to process their emotions as they came flooding out. It couldn’t be real. This couldn’t be right. Not when the day had started out so perfectly. How could it end with Ned loosing his best friend, Michelle loosing her boyfriend, and May watching her baby boy’s life slip away? How could this have happened? How could they have been so powerless to stop it?

“Peter,” Michelle whimpered, holding onto his hand as if it were the one thing keeping her alive, “... come back... please...”

#this was a bit rushed so I hope its okay still #angst #whump #febuwhump #febuwhump 2021 #peter parker #spiderman #michelle jones #mj #petermj #spideychelle #angst and tragedy #Ned leeds #may parker #aunt may #tony stark

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Previewing the 2024 Democrat Primary

Within a couple weeks of his being sworn in, just about every person on earth will wish Joe Biden was no longer president. Sure, the few surviving John B. Anderson voters will be thrilled to see 4 years of crushing austerity and half-assed attempts at Keynesian stimulus. But most people will begin dreaming about a brighter future.

Good news! The 2024 Democratic primary field is going to contain dozens of options. Bad news! They are all going to be disgusting piles of shit.

The “top tier”

While it’s too early to do any handicapping, these are the candidates the media will treat as having the most realistic chances of securing the nomination.

Kamala Harris

Kamala did not win a single primary delegate in 2020. This is because she dropped out before the first primary, and that was because no one likes her. She has no base beyond a few thousand of twitter’s most violent psychos. Her disingenuousness approaches John Edwards levels: any halfway incredulous person can see immediately beyond her bullshit. She has no principles whatsoever, and while that may be par for the course for Democrats, she lacks even the basic politician’s ability to intuit anything that might, hypothetically, constitute a principle.

Even better: she is an awful public speaker. She sounds like how a talking dog would speak if he were just caught stealing people food off the kitchen table. She communicates in weird grunts and faux sassy squeaks, which is how she imagines real black women sound like, but something about her is unable to sell the bit. She begins her sentences in halfhearted AAVE, stops and panics halfway through as she realizes that maybe this sounds fake and offensive, and then reminds herself oh wait, no, this is okay since I’m black. This doesn’t happen once or twice per speech. This is how every single sentence sounds.

Kamala is like Nancy Pelosi in that no sketch show will ever impersonate her correctly, because anything that came close to authenticity would be considered far too cruel. This might benefit her in the primaries, as she exists in the minds of Democrats as someone and something she absolutely is not in reality. Nominating her would be like allowing your child’s imaginary friend to attempt to drive you to the store.

Andrew Cuomo

Easily one of the 50 worst people alive, Cuomo has a solid chance because Democrats, same as Republicans, are unable to differentiate between electability and self-serving ruthlessness. Cuomo used the deadliest public health crisis in American history as a pretext for cutting Medicaid and firing 5,000 MTA workers, and his approval rating increased. New York Dems are little piggies who love eating shit. If we assume that the political media will continue their habit of refusing to discuss the legislative history of right wing Democrats, Cuomo might well cruise to the nomination and then lose to literally any human being the GOP nominates by an historic margin.

Joe Biden

The party loves him because he is a right wing racist. “Progressives” tolerate him because black primary voters over 40 supported him, and their opinion is supposedly a magic window into god’s truth. Everyone else can tell he is manifestly senile. I don’t put it above the DNC to pick a candidate who is in horrible health, dying, or even dead--whatever the financial sector wants, they’ll get. But I would be shocked if his approval rating is above 39% by mid-2023, and by that point deep fake technology will be advanced enough they’ll put out a very lifelike video in which the Max Headroom version of Joe explains he’s proud of his accomplishments--that budget’s almost balanced already--but, man, I gotta abd--I gotta abdica--, uhh, I gotta, I, uhh, I gotta move down, man.

Wild Cards

These candidates would have all have a chance if they ran, but they could all much more easily retire to Little Saint James off of kickbacks they’ve gotten from Citibank and I.G. Farben.

Rahm Emanuel

Rahm is going to receive some hugely influential post in the Biden administration. Let’s say he becomes Secretary of Education. His signature achievement will be replacing all elementary school teachers with Amazon’s Alexa, which saved the taxpayers so much money we were able to quadruple the number of armed police officers we put into high schools. This will give him several thousand positive profiles on network news programs and the near-universal support of the Silicon Valley vampires who will own 99% of the country by the time Biden’s term ends. They will use their fancy mind control devices to convince geriatic primary voters that Rahm’s the one who will bring Decency back to the white house. His candidacy will be the paragon of wokeness, as expressing concern toward the fact that he covered up the police murder of a black guy will get you called a racist.

Rahm has a bonus in that Jewish men are now Schrodeniger’s PoC. When they are decent human beings, they are basic, cis white men who are stealing attention from disabled trans candidates of color. When they love austerity and apartheid, they become the most vulnerable people of color on earth and criticizing them in any way is genocide. No one will be able to mention a single thing Rahm has ever done or said without opening themselves to accusations of antisemitism, and that gives him a strong edge against the rest of the field. The good news is that an Emmanuel candidacy would result in over 50% of black voters choosing the GOP candidate--which, I guess that’s not really good but it would certainly be funny.

Gavin Newsom

Newsom is every bit as feckless as Cuomo, but he doesn’t put off the same “bad guy in an early Steven Segal movie” vibes. He will mention climate change 50 times per speech and no one will bother to mention how he keeps signing fracking contracts even though his state is now on fire 11 months of the year. If anything, this will be spun into an argument about how he’s actually the candidate best suited to handle all the water refugees gathering on the southern border. Look for his plan to curb emissions by 10% by the year 2150 to get high marks from Sierra Club nerds. He’s also a celebate librarian’s idea of what constitutes a handsome man, so he’ll have some support from the type of women who claim to hate all men.

Larry Summers

I mean, why not? Larry, like most members of the Obama administration, has politics that are eerily similar to those of Jordan Peterson. In normal circumstances, this makes a person a dangerous fascist who should not be platformed. But if that person has a D next to their name this makes them a realistic pragmatist who has what it takes to bring suburban bankers into our tent. If current trends in Woke Phrenology continue apace, Larry’s belief that women are inherently bad at STEM will be liberal orthodoxy by 2023, and his dedication to the Laffer Curve could see him rake in massive donations. Seriously, I’m not kidding: cultural liberalism is now fully dedicated to identity essentialism and balanced budgets. Larry is their ideal candidate. If he were black and/or a woman, I’d put him in the very top tier.

Jay Inslee

Unlike Newsom, Inslee’s attempt to crown himself the King of Global Warming won’t be immediately derailed, since his state is only on fire because of protestors. This, however, poses a different problem. He’s going to be a good test case for the Democrat’s uneasy peace with the ever increasing share of the electorate who become catatonic upon hearing a pronoun. On the one hand, you need to take their votes for granted. On the other hand, they’re not like black people or regular gays: most voters actively, consciously despise wokies, and associating yourself with them will ruin a campaign even in deep blue areas. There’s still gonna be riots in a year. Biden’s gonna announce the sale of all our nation’s potable water to the good folks at Nestle and some trans freak named Sasha-Malia DeBalzac is going to use that as an opportunity to sell their new pamphlet about how it’s fascist to not burn down small businesses. No matter what Inslee does in response, it’ll end his career.

AOC

I’m not one of those “AOC is a secret conservative” weirdos, but I am aware enough of basic reality to know she has zero chance of coming close to the nomination. The right and the center both regard her as a literal demon. The party is already blaming her for the fact that a handful of faceless Reagan acolytes failed to flip their suburban districts even though they ran on sensible pragmatic proposals like euthanizing the homeless. The recriminations will only get more unhinged when the Dems eat shit in the 2022 midterms. She will be a Russian, she will be white male, she will be a communist, she will be a homophobe: any insult or conspiracy theory you can name, MSNBC will spend hours discussing. Her house seat challenger will receive a record amount of support from the DNC in 2024 and it’ll be all she can do to remain in congress.

Larry Hogan

Don’t be dissuaded by the fact that he’s a Republican. Larry is the DNC’s ideal candidate: a physically repulsive conservative who owes his entire career to appealing to the most spiteful desires of suburban white people. He’s an open racist in a material sense--if you’re old-school enough to think racism is a matter of beliefs and actions, rather than the presence of cultural signifiers--but his is the beloved “never Trump” style of racism that Dems covet. He’s also a Proven Leader who thinks the role of government should be to finance the construction of investment property and give police the resources they need to run successful drug trafficking operations. Few people embody the Democrat worldview more than Larry.

The Losers Bracket

These people will have at least a small chance due solely to the fact that the Democrats love losing. They have lost in the past, and in the Democrat Mind that makes them especially qualified.

Joe Kennedy

The man looks like a mushroom-human hybrid from a JRPG. Trump proved that physical hideousness need not doom a presidential bid, but a candidate still needs some kind of charm or oratorical abilities or, god forbid, a decent platform. Joe aggressively lacks all of these things. A vanity campaign would be a good way to raise money and perhaps secure an MSNBC gig, so Joe might still run.

Mayor Pete

I am 100% convinced that Pete’s 2020 run was a CIA plot meant to prevent working class Americans from ever having a chance of living decent lives. I am also 100% aware that Democrats are dumb enough to enthusiastically support a CIA plot meant to prevent working class Americans from ever having a chance of living decent lives. If we have some sort of military or terror disaster between now and 2023 the Dems are sure to want a TROOP, and wait wait wait you’re telling me this one is a gay troop? Holy hell there’s no way that could lose!

Stacy Abrams

Never underestimate the power of white guilt. She lost the gubernatorial race to Gomer Pyle’s grandson, and her spiritual guidance of the Dems saw the party lose black voters in Georgia in 2020. Nonetheless, she is regarded as a magic font of fierceness within the DNC. She might stand a chance if she can establish herself as the most conservative non-white candidate in the field, but there’s going to be stiff competition for that honor.

Elizabeth Warren

Liz is probably angry that the party so shamelessly sold her out even after she was a good little girl and sabatoged Bernie’s campaign for them--yet another example of high ranking US government officials reneging on their promises to the Native American community. Smdh. The fact that this woman hasn’t been bankrupted a dozen times over by various Wallet Inspectors genuinely astounds me. So Liz is probably going to run again, and her campaign will be even sadder the second time around.

It might surprise you to hear this if you don’t work at a college or NGO, but Liz diehards actually do exist. She’ll get even less support this time because there will be no viable leftist in the field for her to spoil, but she’ll still hang in long enough to make sure the very worst possible candidate beats out the second worst possible candidate. Maybe she’ll fabricate a rape accusation against Sherrod Brown. Maybe she’ll spend her entire allotted debate time doing a land acknowledgment. With Liz, anything is possible--so long as it ends in failure.

Amy Klobuchar

Amy was the most bloodthirsty of the 2020 also rans. She will double down on the unpopular failures of the Biden administration, explaining that if you weren’t such a selfish idiot you’d love the higher social security retirement age and oh my god are so such a moron you think you shouldn’t go bankrupt to get a COVID vaccine? There’s a non-unsubstantial segment of the Democratic base that’s self-hating enough to find this appealing, but it won’t be enough to make her viable.

Martha Coakley

She lost Ted Kennedy’s senate seat to a retarded man who was pretending to be even more retarded than he actually was. Then she lost a gubernatorial race to a guy who openly promised Massachusetts voters that he would punish them for electing him. Her record of failure is unparalleled, making her perhaps the ideal Democrat standard bearer for the twenty twenties.

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Kakashi reacting to a girlfriend that can sing and play the piano.

Ok so I forgot to save the username of the person who requested this, so I hope they find this :p

Your talent with your voice and the piano can be traced back to the tender age of 4. It was something your parents forced you to get into. Initially, your heart held nothing but hatred for the two musical mediums, but under the authority of your parents, you prospered. Before you knew it you were a prodigy and the proud owner of many, many awards. As a young child, despite your distaste of singing and playing the piano, you kept going to please your parents. This is something you came to be very thankful for in your teenage years. During your adolescence, you had found it difficult to express yourself. The piano and your voice helped you cross that bridge. They also brought you a sense of peace and stability. Whenever you were feeling down or having a bad day, you would spend some hours on the piano, harmonizing with the melodic sounds it produced.

Eventually, as your love and talent for music grew over the years, it became something you shared with the world. You started playing in clubs and restaurants under the alias “Bandit”. Whenever you performed, you always had your face covered, making it virtually impossible for your identity to be discovered. You loved the job, but you also loved your privacy. Your net of music was able to catch you a decent amount of fans and producers. Eventually, you signed a deal and put out some albums, catching yourself a little more fame. You weren’t some superstar with sensational, chart-topping hits, but your work sold well. But you never thought much of this, choosing to enjoy what you believed to be 15 minutes of fame while continuing to keep your identity a secret. You were still a shinobi and had a life outside your musical career. In fact, this musical career of yours was like a secret life, a mistress. You enjoyed living the two lives and couldn’t imagine it anyway else.

You never told anybody about your secret life. Not even your long-time boyfriend Kakashi whom you had known since ANBU days. For the most part, Kakashi and you had no secrets. You knew about his inner demons, and he yours. But this was different - the idea of telling him about your secret life never occurred to you. You had kept singing and piano playing to yourself for so long that it felt natural to keep it that way. It would’ve felt weird to talk about it with anyone. And anyway, you didn’t think it would contribute to your and Kakashi's relationship in any way, and quite frankly he probably wouldn’t care. All this changed when you stumbled across a collection of your albums in his apartment. It came as a surprise to you. You didn’t think he was the type to listen to music, let alone the kind you created. The following day you inquired about it, trying to seem as casual as you could. He was a little embarrassed but revealed that the Bandit had been one of his favourite musicians for quite a while. He explained that their music helped him relax and be in the moment, and added that he would like to see them perform live someday.

After listening to your boyfriend’s confession, you grew excited and thought about exposing yourself to him. However, you wanted to do it in a way that would catch him off guard and surprise him. The next day you started to concoct a plan. Your anniversary was (very conveniently) arriving soon, and you both had developed the tradition of going out for dinner. You figured that would be the perfect opportunity. First, you decided to book out a whole restaurant and arrange for a piano to be placed. You then subtly asked Kakashi about his favourite songs and created a list of songs that you were gonna play. Lastly, you composed a new song for him, something you planned on playing at the very end.

On the day of, you eagerly dragged him to the restaurant and told him you had a surprise for him. He walked into the fancy building to see one candlelit table and one white, shiny grand piano. “Wha- What's going on?” he asked, clearly taken aback.

“You know how you said you wanted to watch Bandit perform live? Well, I decided to go through the ends of the earth and make my dear boyfriend’s wish come true,” you answered slyly. You were both excited and nervous. You didn’t know how Kakashi was going to react. Everything seemed perfect, but things could always go wrong. You tried to cling on to the optimistic side of the cup, however, you couldn't stop the waves of insecurity brushing over you once in a while. You guided him to the table and motioned for him to sit in a chair. Once Kakashi was comfortable you slowly walked to the piano and prepared to play your first piece. You closed your eyes and took a big breath. Then your hands found the keys and the familiar feeling of euphoria washed into your body.

You performed all the songs you had planned on performing. Your fingers moved nonstop from key to key, unwilling to ruin your flow. Your voice never faltered and your vision never shifted. At least, not until the end. When it was time to play your new song, your fingers halted abruptly and your mouth shut close. You looked at your astonished boyfriend and let out a soft chuckle. “ Are you…” he never finished his question. You gave him a small smile and nodded your head. A little embarrassed and at a total loss for words Kakashi couldn’t stop himself from rubbing his neck, not knowing what else to do. “I never realized (Y/N), I .. don’t know what to say.” He stammered.

“It’s okay,” you whispered. You wanted to tell him about the new song but didn’t really know how to tell him. “I- uh- wrote a new song.” you squeaked. His eyes lit up, “Really?” he questioned still processing the new information. “ Ya.” You laughed as you tucked a stray hair behind your ear nervously, “It’s about you.”

You played the song with such grace that Kakashi thought he was in the presence of a goddess. Your fingers moved with speed, your eyes showed passion. He noticed the wrinkles on your forehead that resulted from your concentration. Wrinkles that he so desperately wanted to smoothen. He observed your moving lips, moulding the sounds that came out of them. He admired your throat, the way it moved when you produced sounds. He fell deeper in love with you than he’d ever thought he could. He wished he could watch you in your element forever. But like every melody, this one too had to end. Your hands left the instrument and your mouth ended the note. Hesitantly, you looked back at him. Wrinkles still present on your forehead and all the tucked hair out of place. Kakashi got up and quickly advanced to where you sat. He tucked your hair behind your ear and kissed you like it was the end of the world. Both of his hands cradled your jaw while his lips danced heatedly on yours. After what felt like an eternity of passion, Kakashi pulled away and whispered in your ear, “This was the best gift ever.”

#kakashi #kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #kakashi x reader #kakashi hatake x reader #hatake kakashi x readere #kakashi imagine #kakashi hatake imagines #hatake kakashi imagine #naruto imagines #boruto imagines #naruto headcanons #kakashi fanfiction #kakashi headcanons #hatake kakashi imagines #hatake kakashi x reader #kakashi hatake x reade

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marveloussupernerd · 4 years

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betty - Seven

Very irrelevant but I got a paper cut where I hold my phone when I write so this was quite literally a pain to write. If there are typos, that would be why haha

Warnings: spoilers for Seven’s name!

Summary: Seven has been away on a mission for almost a month now, with very little communication with you. He decides to surprise you when he comes home. To clarify, MC is not necessarily named Betty, just the Taylor Swift song i used as inspiration haha, slight AU

You missed him. It hurt how much you missed him, in fact. You and Saeyoung had been dating for a little over a year now; you had moved in with him and Saeran about two months ago. Things were good between the three of you. Then Saeyoung was called to go on a mission.

It would take a month; he was over in America. You couldn’t text one another, as it would not only give away his location but also could be dangerous for you. You were, however, able to call every once in a while. He would have Vanderwood scramble the signal and call you every three days or so. You would burst into Saeran’s room so he could be a part of the call too; you typically had about ten minutes to catch up before he had to go. It was nice hearing his voice... you had noticed Saeran was sort of sad without his brother around.

The two of you tried to do fun things to keep the house lively without Saeyoung; you played board games almost every single night, went to the movies last weekend, and went apple picking the other day. Anything to take your minds off of the emptiness of the house. You were grateful for Saeran; if he wasn’t there you probably would have gone insane. The two of you talked it through and decided to have a small party with the RFA members at your house this weekend; it would be nice to see the others.

On the day of the party, Saeran focused on crafting the perfect playlist while you made brownies. You got a call from Seven and, almost dropping the bowl of batter, you quickly picked it up, turning it on speakerphone. “Hi Honey!” You called. Saeran set his phone down and moved closer to you.

“How’s it going, Saeyoung?” He asked.

“Oh it’s good. How are the two of you doing?” His voice sounded slightly robotic. The signal must have been bad.

“We’re actually going to have a little get together tonight with the RFA,” you stated, matter-of-factly.

“It’ll take all of them to fill this house with as much personality as you do,” Saeran joked. The two of you chuckled.

“That sounds so fun! I’m glad you’re finding things to do. I’m sure you both miss me a lot.”

You rolled your eyes. Of course you missed him, but how Seven of him to state it like that. “Are you safe? And healthy?” You always asked him this.

“Yep yep. I might have even grown an inch. Hear that? Inch. Americans are so weird with their measuring system.” You heard a horn honk loudly in the background, the sound being drawn out. “Traffic,” he explained. “Drivers are crazy. I’d hate to bring one of my babes here.”

You sighed, certain he was talking about his “babe cars.” Saeran caught your expression and laughed.

“Hey, I’m sorry I can’t talk longer, but I have to go. It’s hard to keep the signal like this when I’m moving.” He didn’t sound sad or anything, like he typically did at the end of his calls. It was probably because he was focused on all the traffic.

“Oh, okay! Take care of yourself. Can’t wait to talk to you again Honey.” Every time you went to say goodbye your eyes welled up with tears. This time was no different. It was just hard because you weren’t sure when you’d be hearing from him again.

“I’ll call as soon as possible. Bye Babe, bye Saeran. Love you both.” Saeran wasn’t even able to utter a goodbye before the phone hung up. You sighed.

“You okay?” Saeran asked as you set the phone down, focusing your attention back on the brownie batter.

“Yeah. Just feel cheated the call was so short this time,” you explained. It was a silly thing to be upset about, but it did make you sad. “Sucks we don’t know when he’ll call again.”

“As soon as he can, I bet. Can I help you with anything,” he asked, eyes trained on the bowl.

“Do you maybe wanna vacuum? I haven’t gotten to it yet,” you asked. He rolled his eyes and sighed, nodding before heading off to the closet to get the vacuum. He knew you hated vacuuming and liked to put it off; it frequently became his job.

Much later, things were all in place for the party. The punch was made, brownies were frosted, floor vacuumed, music playing. It was perfect. You were honestly kinda excited! You really enjoyed planning these sorts of things for your friends.

Jaehee arrived first (no surprise), carrying a plate of cookies, asking if you needed any last-minute help. She was always on top of the game. Then Jumin, bringing a few fancy bottles of wine with him. Next was Zen, then finally Yoosung, who had brought The Game of Life to play.

You thanked them all for coming and got to quick work setting up the game with Yoosung, organizing all the cards and lining them up. Jumin offered to be banker, which Zen disagreed with immediately. Then Zen offered to be banker. When he wasn’t sure how to hand out $80,000, the task got handed to Jaehee. This typically happened.

You were just about to purchase your house when there was a knock at the door. “Who could it be this late?” You asked, standing up to take a look at the monitors. “Maybe a package or something?” But it was 9 pm. That made no sense.

“I’ll... come with,” Saeran offered. He seemed on edge slightly. Nobody came to your house this late: only the RFA or Vanderwood. And the RFA was here. And Vanderwood was in the U.S. with Saeyoung. You felt a million times better with Saeran by your side.

You took a glance at the camera situated near the door. Was that... Saeyoung? “Why is he knocking?” You asked. Saeran subtly grabbed a knife from the knife block.

“What, are you afraid it’s his evil twin?” You joked. He probably would have laughed if he hadn’t been so nervous. You thought it was kinda funny. Saeyoung was always big on entrances; this was probably all a bit.

You opened the door a decent amount but not all the way. Saeran had put you on edge honestly. “Saeyoung!” You greeted, as though you hadn’t looked at the monitors already to see who was there. “Why’d you knock? You quite literally programmed the entry.”

He swung his bag off his shoulder, setting it down. “You know, now that I think about it, it was probably pretty concerning to see me ringing the doorbell. I just wanted a dramatic entrance.”

That was your Seven. There was no denying it. You launched yourself towards him and wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. He picked you up, feet flailing in the air. He set you down gently. “Hey Saeran. What’s with the knife?”

Saeran’s eyes widened, and he leaned over to set the knife down on the counter, making his way to greet his brother. Seven pulled him in for a hug which made him extremely flustered, but you could tell he was happy his brother was home.

The RFA had made their way to the doorway to see what was the cause of all the commotion. “Welcome home, Saeyoung,” Jumin smiled. Everyone else joined him in greeting the redhead. He had his arm tight around your waist as he said hi to everyone.

“I thought you weren’t supposed to be back for another week or so,” you commented, turning to look at him. He turned to face you, your cheeks so close they were almost touching one another.

“But how could I miss game night!? I love game night.” He joked, a wide smile on his face.

“We’re playing Life though. Six players max.” Yoosung explained, scratching the back of his neck.

“Don’t worry about it. We can make you be a paper clip or something. We haven’t gotten too far into the game,” you reassured him. He absolutely loved Life.

“Eh, it’s fine. Can I just be on your team?” He asked, poking at your side. Zen made a comment on that not being how the game worked at all, but Saeyoung brushed him off. “I’m playing the role of husband. It counts. Have you gotten married yet?” He asked you.

You giggled. “Yep. I’m about to buy my house.”

“Oh man,” his face fell. “Well what am I gonna do with the ring then?”

“What ring? What are you talking about?” He was confusing as always. You knew he was teasing you, though, from the way his eyes sparkled as he played along.

He reached into his jacket, pulling out a box and popping it open. “This ring.” Your jaw dropped. It was so beautiful. There was a large square cut diamond that caught all the light from the kitchen, with small diamonds lining the band. “I was gonna try and be your husband but I guess that role’s already taken.”

“Saeyoung... I-“ you didn’t even know where to start. He still had his stupid grin on his face. “I’m so confused. This does not seem like the time to be messing around with me.” You chewed your lip nervously. Was he seriously planning on proposing?

He let out an extremely exaggerated sigh, mumbling “fine” and getting down on his knee. “Will you leave your husband in The Game of Life for me, and marry me, but for real? Like in real life?”

You laughed. The movement caused a tear to fall down your cheek. You sniffled. “Of course I will Saeyoung.”

The RFA was clapping; it was so cheesy. Saeyoung got up, complaining about how his knee hurt from the concrete, and took the ring from its box, sliding it on your finger. “Did you sign a prenup or anything? I hope you don’t lose it all in the divorce.” He teased, still very focused on your board game marriage.

“Shut up you idiot,” you joked back, pulling him in for a kiss, his hands finding your hips easily and pulling you closer. Saeran whined something about PDA and the RFA went back inside, telling you to come back In when you were done being all gross.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was coming back,” Saeyoung whispered, his features only highlighted by the moonlight now that the house door was shut. “I wanted to surprise you. I know you don’t always like my surprises, but was this one okay?”

“Best surprise ever,” you grinned, plastering kisses all over his cheek until he was laughing nonstop. “Now let’s go inside before we go completely bankrupt.”

“We’ll have to find a good lawyer to help file the divorce papers,” he commented, scanning his way back into the house.

“Well, Yoosung is the lawyer, so good luck with that one.”

#mystic messenger #mysme #seven #folklore

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waspgrave · 4 years

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now to finally share detective facts about my girls because I Luv Them So Much. And this is long bc it’s both of them but that’s why there’s a readmore here

Charlotte Logan

REALLY good at combat and tech/science. She’s very charming and friendly and works well with others!

Nate and her are ♥. And Mason wound up her best friend.

Good relationship with mom. Could be better, but it’s comfortable. Barely remembers her dad but loves him though most of the time it’s very ‘oh, well he died when i was little so i’m not devastated’. She still keeps pictures of him around and loves what little memories she has.

She looks A LOT like Rebecca they could probably get mistaken as sisters sometimes. She is a carbon copy of Rook in personality, though, and her name is even a homage to his. She also has his eyes (Hazel) 🥺

Had a bit of a wild streak as a teen and got in trouble quite a bit (which has to be surprising to people) much to Rebecca’s dismay since it was very much an acting out sort of deal. She worked through it, thankfully, and wound up doing a lil bit of traveling after college as a little gift since she made it more than clear she wanted Adventure. She found out she hates big cities in the process.

She’s very fun and charming but also a lil closed off when it comes to personal relationships. The past is the past with her - or so she says lmao. She tends to bury personal shit as far down as possible and shakes it off with forced humor and confidence. Any hurt feelings or annoyance tends to get buried with it, too, so she probably comes off as super chill and tough to a lot of people.

She dates a decent amount though tends to ghost on people or it doesn’t work out after a few dates. The thing with Bobby hurt quite a bit but honestly, it’s something she shrugs over now.

Nate and her are So Good Together, though. He really gets her to open up and usually sees past her attempts at shrugging things off.

majored in English and minored in anthropology. Fluent in English and Japanese and is TRYING to learn French but it evades her.

big fan of sleeping in, baking (never pretty outcome but always 👌 in flavor), trying (and usually failing bc she’s impatient) new hobbies and listening to weird history podcasts, and reading up on fun mythologies and history.

Her apartment is super cute and colorful and she takes a lot of pride in how cute she’s managed to style it. It actually contrasts quite a bit with herself since her fashion is pretty casual and full of darker colors.

it’s no surprise that she was super chill with finding out about Unit Bravo. She’s delighted to work with them! Even the Trapper thing is like “oh wow that’s a thing? Lol” while her boyband - but especially Nate - is just 💀

also she punched Murphy and got bitten but honestly she’s such a badass. no wonder mason is her bff

Esme Wolfe

Her deduction/knowledge and her people skills are both pretty equal. She’s also super genuine and leader-like.

She and Mason are unintentionally in love. Felix is her best friend!

absolutely Awful relationship with mom but is open to making it work with time. There’s a lot of resentment there with how little she saw her while growing up. Really looks up to her dad and wants to be something that would make him proud thus takes her job and desire to help people very seriously.

It’s hard to tell who she physically favors more between him and Rebecca but she definitely has his humor and compassion and big expressive puppy eyes.

Super, super creative! She got super into photography as a hobby p early on and has a closet full of paintings and sketchbooks that she’s actually a lil nervous to show anyone.

She hangs up a few that she’s proud of and Tina even demanded she buy some to hang up at her own house.

So sweet and friendly it’s ridiculous. She tends to default to helping others before herself which she knows can be a fault 😔 that doesn’t keep her from being stubborn and no-nonsense, though, so she doesn’t hesitate snapping at someone or taking charge. She’s actually quite bossy and very leader-like and i’m proud of her

She had one other relationship that ended poorly before Bobby. And she gave SO MUCH for Bobby, who absolutely decimated her trust and broke her heart in the process so she hasn’t done anything romantically outside of the one time she let Tina try and set her up with someone. Now she just uses work as an excuse which she was pretty chill with, honestly.

The whole thing with Mason is hilarious though because even if she’s pretty shy, she was totally down with a fun FWB situation because ‘hell yeah no stress’, but then they both wound up Yearning.

She was majoring in psychology back in college, but wound up dropping out after Bobby stole her thesis work in a class they shared. It was between that and dealing with some Big Embarrassing College Trouble because of it so she went back home with the determination she’d do something else.

Loves just chilling quietly when she can which means a lot of her down time is spent in her apartment, walking, and hanging out at the park to just people-watch and enjoy some stress-free time. Otherwise it’s painting/sketching - she has a whole closet full of sketchbooks and paintings the world has never seen (except for UB bc Felix DEFINITELY snooped through the closet back when they were all staying there. None of them but him would mention it tho)

her apartment is colorful in a wild ‘nothing really matches’ sort of vibe. All of her furniture is thrifted and she’s a big fan of owning weird shit that makes people stop and stare in confusion because ‘why do you own a display of antique spoons?’.

she had a panic attack in the Agency lol. she wasn’t Scared per se - she already knew UB were trustworthy, but her world definitely got turned upside down for a few days. She’s very protective about supernaturals though but especially UB

#charlie logan #esme wolfe #HONESTLY love their differences in so many things #whoever reads this is powerful #playing twc #OK BYE i'm determined to finish all these busts.

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Met online asks: the Psmith series, predictably?

I am at long last getting to this! (and what, no, I wasn’t expecting this one at all... :P )

So I think what stymied me here is that... Mike is almost certainly a lurker online. I can imagine Psmith being a Personality easily, but Mike probably spends his time in the internet as inconspicuously as he can. And they need to meet as equals, obviously, so you can’t have just one be Internet Famous at the start...

BUT. Once I started typing, it worked out pretty well!

So here we go:

Mike has Facebook and Twitter and so on, partly for keeping up with IRL connections but mostly to keep up with cricket and his brothers. Tweets almost exclusively about cricket (though also about TV shows he’s currently into), actually has followers who don’t know him IRL because he has Informed Takes

His Twitter account is old enough that it’s not connected to his real name, and he doesn’t identify himself either because he doesn’t like the notoriety of being the Youngest Jackson Brother when he’s not even playing... what do you even call it? Do you call it playing pro cricket, nowadays? You know what I mean. He’s probably still in high school

So yeah his online presence isn’t explicitly connected to the rest of his family’s. His brothers follow him, but they’re not very active on Twitter, and personal communication in the Jackson family is mainly over group text, so the fact that they’re related doesn’t really show

Psmith, meanwhile, has a Twitter account that jumps randomly from topic to topic, depending on whatever the heck he’s thinking about at the moment. It’s constant Psmith Monologuing thrown out into the void, just what the internet was made for

His Twitter display name is Psmith and his handle is something like @ therealpsmith. No one’s sure if it’s supposed to be his last name or if his name is P. Smith or what.

(It feels weird making up Twitter accounts for them in response to an ask from you... but this AU has different goals and so I do need different Twitter presences for them. And I can’t see Mike on Tumblr at all, so that’s not an option)

Since this is an AU, I think they can initially connect over cricket. Psmith follows Mike first, and tends to retweet a fair amount of his cricket takes with his own added commentary. After enough of this (since Mike isn’t so high-profile that he doesn’t notice a new regular interacter) Mike goes and checks out his Twitter

It’s not all cricket and a lot of it is diatribes about whatever’s annoyed Psmith today. But they’re witty and entertaining diatribes, and Mike ends up following him

Before long Psmith starts up a long thread about something Mike’s already been stewing over--a plot development in a TV show they both watch, maybe? Not sure

But anyway Mike starts commenting/retweeting/arguing with other people who disagree, because the thing in question is Stupid and Wrong and the fact that people think otherwise bothers him on a personal level

And then Psmith DMs him like “The cricket connoisseur has come to my aid! I am gratified by your assistance,” and then starts talking to him, personally, about why the thing is Dumb and Wrong

From this they start chatting/interacting more regularly. Mike is, obviously, less loquacious than Psmith, and I don’t think their friendship solidifies quite as quickly as in canon just because they aren’t doing things together, but they still click

At some point Psmith’s bemoaning the fact that he’s so constrained by Twitter’s character limit (unlike Mike, who is “the strong, silent type, admirable suited to the medium”) and starts talking about how to fully express himself he should really have a podcast

Mike: “Why don’t you, then?”

Psmith: “You are right. Why not? Here we see the strength of a true man of action--direct and to the point. Why SHOULDN’T I start a podcast?”

Annnd then he ropes Mike into doing it with him so he’ll have someone to talk to. Mike insists, however, on only using his first name, because he doesn’t want this to reflect badly in his brothers if it goes horribly wrong

So they start a nominally-about-cricket (since that’s their biggest shared thing) podcast, called simply “Mike and Psmith”

(There’s probably a joke somewhere in their eventual fanbase about it being “Mic and Psmith,” since Psmith’s doing 80% of the talking)

Between their dynamic and Psmith’s ability to talk, it’s surprisingly successful--it bounces all over the place, topic-wise, but they’re just fun to listen to

While they’re not, like, Buzzfeed Unsolved levels of well-known, they get a decent-sized fanbase

(There’s a long-running fandom debate over whether Psmith is actually Like That or if the show’s scripted. It will probably never be permanently resolved)

They also start a YouTube channel for playing video games and so on--partly because listeners wanted to see it, but partly because they just like hanging out and doing stuff together

Mike has not told his family about any of this, BTW, because he’s too self-conscious about being mildly internet famous, but one day Margery stumbles across the show. He’s in for a lot of teasing

I honestly don’t know how they meet IRL--I’m torn between A) them just video-chatting eventually, learning each other’s actual names, and meeting up at a cricket match, and B) them meeting coincidentally, in some completely different capacity, and recognizing each other by their voices

Either way, though, once they meet they keeping meeting and eventually end up room/flatmates once they both move away from home (if Mike’s planning to play cricket, would he go to college? Would modern Mike be planning to play cricket for a living? I don’t know these things so I’m leaving that vague)

“Moving in with someone you made friends with online” is not always a recipe for success, but it works out for them. They were already best friends, but now they can actually do stuff together! It really just solidifies their friendship for good

(Not that there isn’t friction--the number of Shenanigans Psmith drags Mike into has vastly increased, for one thing--but it all works out, in the end)

Their podcast is an essential part of their routine, by now. I’m not sure how it develops over the years, but it stays pretty low-key... the core of it is still just two best friends hanging out, and that works

(At some point in the future, the cast may expand to "two best friends and their wives, who are also best friends,” but that’s another story, and one I don’t know well enough to say for sure)

#psmith #mike jackson #isfjmel-phleg #ask games #thank you for this one!#it was fun once i got it going #and there REALLY should be a Part 2 with the girls but i don't know if it'll happen #(if anyone else wants to come up with that one please do!)#there need to be Internet Identity Shenanigans in that of course #too much wodehousian potential there to pass up #(and i almost went there for mike and psmith but i felt it should maybe be saved for psmith and eve)#this had less Emotional Drama than the psych one but i think that fits them okay?#not that i'm OPPOSED to Emotional Drama it just didn't come up the same way #also wasn't expecting them to become podcasters but i enjoy the mental images of that #and psmith needs to use the internet to talk SOMEHOW right #too good a venue to pass up #WAIT 'Nominally About Cricket' is their tagline

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neo-nymph · 5 years

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NCT NSFW A-Z: Jaehyun

I went to the NeoCity concert in Miami a month ago and now I can't get NCT out of my head. So I present you with this :’)

A - Aftercare

He’d probably just lay next to you for like 5 minutes to catch his breath. He’d wrap his arms under you and pull you into his side watching you with heart eyes and a subtle grin as you pant little breaths. Once he’s mellowed out he’d go all soft boy again, doing small cute things like tying your hair back so you can cool off, wiping you off with a cool towel if things got messy, getting you some water if you want. Then it’s tiny kisses on your forehead and temple, probably cringy small talk about how cute you are when you moan for him and some cuddles.

B – Body Part

On you it’s probably your legs. It might sound weird but he just finds them absolutely gorgeous. Doesn’t matter if you’re tall or short or what you’re doing. Laying on the couch with some shorts, running around in one of his shirts with your legs bare, jumping out of the pool. Anything would drive him insane. He loves pressing kisses to them when things get intimate and running his fingers across them when cuddling.

C – Cum

Not his favorite thing in the world just because of how messy and annoying to clean it is, but kinda loves putting it on you. He might even have a thing for watching you play with it. Jaehyun seems like the type to be really into facials and swallowing. Painting your cute little face with thick, white streams, watching you rub it around between your fingers or seeing the white pool disappear between your lips after fucking your mouth is like the cherry on top of his sundae.

I wouldn’t be surprised if he was into creampies too. He’d push himself inside you as deep as he could when he cums and pulls back to see it slowly seeping out and down your shaking thigh, drawing out a long sigh of satisfaction as he threw his head back and closed his eyes.

D – Dirty Secret

Probably something like panty sniffing. Idky but I see that happening. He probably takes a pair of yours on tour to wrap around himself when he gets off.

E – Experience

I know Jae has a player attitude about him but I don’t buy it for a second. I don’t think he’s been with a ton of women, but enough that he knows what he’s doing, plus one or two extra tricks. Probably learned a thing or two from porn.

F – Favorite Position

Doggy style with your hands tied behind your back.

He can be rough and fuck you into the bed, have his hand on your hips to keep you in place, but can still tug you up by your hair when he wants to hear your little noises.

Hands behind your back for that little power trip.

G – Goofy

On a few occasions, like when he’s drunk. He probably can’t stop himself from cracking a goofy smile. All the way from the door to the bedroom, while making out, taking off clothes, even during the actual sex he’s making stupid jokes, giving you cringy compliments, and can’t seem to take anything either of you says or do seriously.

Also, the first time you guys are intimate together. He wouldn’t want you to be nervous, especially if you were younger/less experienced than him, so he would do his best to make the mood lighter by making jokes or being overly cute. By that I mean lots of small kisses, light taunting, etc. Anything to get you to smile, ignore your nerves and focus on having a good time.

H – Hair

Probably trims so it’s not a full on bush, but doesn’t bother with shaving totally bare. Doesn’t care what you do with yours.

I – Intimacy

Jaehyun’s a total Casanova. He knows how to read your body language and expressions extremely well, so he knows exactly what you want when you want it and how to deliver. He can be romantic and suave, cute and gentle, rough and dominating, whatever you want he’s got it.

I definitely see him being someone that shows his affection often in a lot of tiny ways, but I think his favorite way to show how much he feels for you is by getting intimate. That being said he makes the whole thing about you; your enjoyment and pleasure always come first.

J – Jack-Off

Probably does a lot on tour. There’s a lot of time between tour stops for him to alone with his thoughts that he can’t seem to control. You’re already on his mind all the time, which didn’t help his struggle to control his desires. He prides himself on his ability to control his sexual urges, but between the lack of physical contact, the sexual dances, and you’re unforgiving voice messages, I see him jacking off pretty often. Like at least every other night, probably late after concerts.

Probably calls you for phone sex if the time zones line-up well enough. If not he probably gets off to some videos he filmed of you guys before you left or videos and voice messages you sent him a while back.

K - Kink

Maybe a power kink.

Nothing huge, but he loves the dominating feeling that runs through him when he looks down and see’s you laying there under him, shaking vaguely, mind completely clouded in a fucked out daze as you fully submit to him. It sends him on this weird power trip and fills him with a sense of pride.

Maybe an innocence kink too.

I only really see this happening if he’s with an inexperienced partner who’s still kinda hesitant and moves with uncertainty. He’d like guiding them and find it hot that he’d get to “train” them to do things exactly as he wanted. Looking at you move to please him with glossy baby doll eyes, a little bend in your brow as you questioned if you were doing it right would drive him mad.

L - Limits

He’s open to trying most things, but nothing super wild or extreme. He’s just past the line of Vanilla tbh.

M – Motivation (Turn-On)

When you walk around with nothing but his shirt on. It makes you look so cute to him. He likes knowing your completely him, and this is the perfect way to remind him and rile him up at the same time. Bonus points if you bend over and put everything on display for him.

N – NO (Turn-Off)

Feet.

Don’t see much appeal past you pressing your feet against him through his pants as a tease

O – Oral

Giving: G E N E R O U S. He could eat you out for hours if you let him. A classic lay on his stomach wraps his arms around your thighs kinda guy. You can try squirming all you want but he’s not letting you go anywhere. Likes when you pull on his hair. Finds it cute when you try to pull him or push yourself closer to his mouth. Lots of sucking and rolling your clit with his tongue. If he thinks you’re especially deserving he’ll use his fingers too, rough and fast just as you like it. He’s not stopping until you cum at least twice.

Receiving: Has a decent amount of self-control, so unless he’s tied down or frustrated he won’t be very fidgety or vocal, probably just a lot of harsh breaths and low grunts. He’s naturally a dom, so you can expect one hand holding your hair into a ponytail controlling your movements. He’ll probably slump back casually in whatever seat he’s in, mouth parted lightly with small breaths escaping as he stares at you with eyes blown wide from desire. Likes fast and messy blowjobs when he’s angry or frustrated. Loves the feeling of your tight throat swallowing around his cock. Other times you can move whatever pace you want, just don’t be surprised if he starts fucking your throat by the end. He likes to hear you gag.

P – Place

He’ll fuck you anywhere in the house. On the couch, in the shower, the kitchen, on the patio. He’d be especially fond of eating you out while you sit on the island in the kitchen. Same goes for hotels and the tour bus. He’s not one for people watching, but the second you’re alone, he’ll take you on any surface he can.

Q – Quickie

I can only see these happening once in a blue moon because he likes to drag things out and take his time. Even if he randomly gets in the mood in public he’ll hold off until the event is done or find some excuse for you guys to get home. You can always expect him to be exceptionally rougher and faster than you’re used to. The pressure in his groin had him acting without logic, pulling apart your clothes, barely getting them off your body before raw dogging you against the door.

R – Risk

Meh. Like I said before, he’s just past the line of vanilla. Risky antics aren’t typically apart of your sex life, so I wouldn’t expect anything crazy like fucking in public. Maybe he’ll whip out vibrating panties. He may decide to tease you under the table at a business dinner one night, shoving his hands down your panties. But only for a few minutes before he makes some lame excuse and takes you home.

S – Stamina

Could probably last like 3 rounds

T – Toys

Probably uses handcuffs from time to time

U – Unfair

Like I said before, his main priority is making sure he can please you as much as possible. He probably wouldn’t go crazy with teasing. Likely just enough to make you beg him to fuck you, like rubbing you through your panties with his hand around your throat while he’s still fully clothed.

He hates being teased. The only way you’ll get away with teasing him is if he’s tied down to a chair. Good luck dealing with him after tho

V – Volume

Not super loud himself. Moans often but not loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Probably audible if someone passes by the room or the walls are thin. Grunts and groans loudest and deepest when he cums or when you deepthroat him. Throws in some dirty whisper into your ear here and there.

Likes for you to be loud though. Especially when he’s gotten jealous; hearing you scream his name gives him a real ego boost, particularly when he walks out between rounds and sees the members in the living room pretending they didn’t hear anything

W - Wild Card [Author’s Choice] (this one ain't so nsfw sorry lol)

I cannot stress enough how much this man loves you. You’re like a little angel to him. It’s pretty obvious that he’s a confident guy, but sometimes he gets worried that he’s not deserving of you, for reasons other than looks. That’s why he always spoils you so much, sexually and not. He hopes if he showers you enough with his love and gives you everything he believes you deserve, you’ll constantly be reminded about how much you love him and you won’t want to leave.

X - X-Ray [Dick Size]

Longer than most but not huge. I’d say 7 inches long and generously thick. You’re gonna feel the stretch every time honey.

Y – Yearning [Sex Drive]

When he’s home, not exceedingly high. You probably have sex like 3 or 4 times a week. When he’s sex-deprived on tour tho, he’s calling you like every other night to help him out.

Z – Zzz [After Sex]

I mentioned this before at the beginning, he probably needs like 5 minutes to catch his breath and he’s good. After he tends to you and you guys get all cuddly, he’ll probably fall asleep in like 30 mins to a 1 hr

#nct #nct127 #nct u #nct smut #nct u smut #nct127 smut #jaehyun #jaehyun smut #neosmutcollective

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themehconlanger · 3 years

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A Short Look into Modern Standard Aptalyan Elvish

Now, before I get into all this, it is important to stress the variation in the Aptalyan Elvish Language. It is a very culturally important language for the Solar Confederacy, and thus is spoken wide. However, this has also led to weird dialects that had weird changes to grammar due to improper teaching. We will focus on the dialect of the capital mostly, leaving the Forest, Kathron, Ithrin, and Kwа̄llaran dialects/dialect groups mostly alone. I will also later make a much more broad look into the language, that will obviously be longer and more in-depth.

Phonology

Phonemic Inventory

The Phonology of the language is in certain points simple, in others complex.

The consonants are pretty much as described. However, there is a bit of complications due to the breathy consonants. These are, in my analysis, just a sonorant followed by /h/. These breathy consonants only come word internally in Standard Aptalyan Elvish, however they can appear word-initially in other dialects. And along with this not all phonemes can appear in all environments, but that will be elaborated upon in Phonotactics.

As would be expected, these phonemes are not present in every dialect, and some dialects have more phonemes or even have radically different expressions of the diaphonemes (for instance, the broad //j// is in almost all dialects /j/, but in many Forest Elvish dialects it’s /d/ in a lot of environments)

The vowels are pretty standard for the most part, the most interesting thing being the four vowel system, missing any kind of phonemic /u/ (though people will sometimes pronounce /o/ or /o:/ as [u] or [u:], particularly in unstressed syllables of Forest Elvish dialects)

However there is also a debatable phoneme /ă/. This only appears in words that have /ăNC/ at the beginning of a word. This phoneme is often elided when preceded by a word ending in a vowel, while words with /aNC/ don’t have the same thing happen. This vowel doesn’t exist in all dialects, those that don’t have it allow for word-initial NC clusters (for instance the Forest Elvish variant for the word /antielo/ is /ndielo/

Allophony

Elvish Allophony bleeds into Phonotactics and Morphophonology often, but there are some distinctly allophonic things.

As said earlier, there is a serious of breathy sonorants, which are in my analysis treated as an allophone of underlying /Ch/, due to their purely word-internal status and inability to form clusters.

Stops generally voice inbetween voiced sounds, while fricatives are less common to do so.

/kw/ causes consonants it is clustered with to also become labialized, and in some dialects actually loses its labialization and passes it on to the following consonant.

/r/ inbetween vowels is a tap instead of a trill.

Phonotactics

The language has decently simple phonotactics, summarizable as (F)(C)(C)V(C). Clusters are allowed internally, only of two consonants, but never finally (though this does happen in some dialects).

Generally, fricative-consonant clusters are the most common word-initially. This is due to the sound change that cause vowel loss between fricatives and other consonants. In fact, it is by far the most common cluster. Other initial clusters are rare but do happen. An example would be stop-consonant clusters. These come from older *hCC clusters, but the *h would be lost in such environments. Due to the relative uncommonness of this, clusters of this type are rare. In many dialects however some historic fricatives became stops in certain clusters (for instance, Standard Elvish /sfrato/ vs Kathron /sprato/). Some rules of phonotactics dip into Morphophonetics, and thus will be discussed there.

Stress

Stress is a bit confusing and hectic in Elvish, and is in part phonemic and in part not. I still need to work on how stress works a bit heh.

Morphophonology

This is partially a grammar thing, but we’ll put it here anyways,

In both derivation and inflection of words, you will come across many challenging clusters. However, these clusters are often changed by a set of morphophonetic rules.

Many of these are to do with Cr clusters. For intsance, sr always becomes thr in most dialects, while any nasal will turn into a stop before r (or l or ly for that matter). nl and nly will usually turn into ll and lly, shown most obviously in pluralization of nouns (the plural is generally -al, however sometimes the a in the suffix is deleted, this leading to many words ending in n changing it to just an l, and those in ny change the ny to llya). h behaves weirdly. Whenever it appears in an initial cluster it is generally lost, unless preceded by a sound in which it sometimes becomes k. Whenever it becomes a coda the preceding vowel is lengthened and the h is deleted. Following another consonant (except for the liquids) h will cause it to lengthen and then be dropped.

Romanization

The Romanization is something I might need to redo, since it does have a few problems, but as of now this is what I have:

As shown earlier, the main table has the specific phonemes and how they are written. However, instances show up in which it becomes more complicated.

Whenever /c/ clusters with a stop (that isn’t p) or a fricative (that isn’t s) it becomes just a geminated cluster, instead of being written as <ty>, it is written as <tty>. A similar deal with /ɲc/, being written as <nty>.

Geminated /ɕ/ is written as <ssh>.

/kwt/ [ktw] is written <ktw>.

Grammar

Basic Summary

Elvish grammar is more on the analytic side of things, having much less morphology than many of the languages of my world (for instance look at the monstrous Dwarvish, Dzvrahhan, and Rghvaz languages, filled with complicated morphology), It has SVO~SOV~OSV basic word order, with adjectives following nouns (the OSV order only happens when pronouns cliticize onto verbs),

Pronouns

Personal

The personal pronouns have a bit of variance depending on dialect, and sometimes usage of one over the other is used to give off of a specific vibe. As usual, there is quite a bit of irregularity. Primarily the plural formed by -telet~talet. This is found nowhere else in the language and might be a holdover of ancient systems. The Accusative 1st Person Pronoun displays the rare -bra Accusative, found only in a small amount of Declined Nouns. It also appears that the original 2nd Person Pronoun was *sen, but to further distance itself from fnee, it shifted to san. The locative form maintaints this older *sen fully.

Paranouns and 3rd Person Pronouns

The Paranouns are a set of 3rd Person pronouns that are often put after nouns to indicate their role in a sentence. Usage of the Ablative and Locative paranouns is essentia to Elvish grammar, and not using them in such circumstances would doubtlessly cause confusion. However with the genitive it is sometimes ommitted. The Nominative and Accusative are never marked accept for in complex clauses or for emphasis.

Though generally each noun has a gender assigned to it, usage of other genders can be used for implications, like praise or scorn. Using inanimate pronouns/paranouns was very rude and disrespectful, while usage of Holy pronouns/paranouns was often flattering.

Within these pronouns is a lot of suppletion and complicated patterns.

Now it would be good to mentions what these cases are and their purposes.

The Nominative is for the subject of a sentence.

The Accusative is for the direct object.

The Genitive is for possession or relation.

The Ablative is for motion away from generally, but in Elvish it also marks purpose.

And the Locative is for locating things.

Nouns

Nouns are pretty simple. The most complicated part would of course be derivational morphology, but for inflectional morphology there is little. The only inflectional suffix that most nouns can take is one for plurality. However, a small set of “Declined Nouns” preserve the old system of case. These do follow vague patterns but the small amount of them just makes them deserve treatment as just irregular nouns.

Plurality and Number

The suffix for the Plural is a bit complicated, forming many declensions. The general idea is that it contains -(a)l in some way, though not always.

Most nouns belong to the First Declension Group. This one is you can usually tell by looks. It is easily explained by the table above, with some important notes: the -e subdeclension is extremely small, only consisting of a few words and thus could be considered just irregular.

The -V subdeclension causes lengthening of the preceding vowel.

Whenever the plural is formed, and the stem is monosyllabic and has a short vowel preceded by a nasal or fricative and followed by another consonant, this will lead to the vowel being deleted. In words that have this resulting in wordinitial NC cluster, the nasal has an a (which is often elided when preceded by a word ending with a vowel) added before it (this vowel deletion happens in all declensions and is not specific to one).

The 2nd Declension is less common than the 1st, but it is still pretty common. This declension is charactarized by two main traits: the plural suffix having a different vowel or a glide preceding the suffix, and in the A and O declensions shortening of long vowels in monosyllabic words. Whenever vowel deletion leads to the only syllable being the plural suffix of a 2nd Declension noun, the suffix lengthens (ex: sar (O Declension)>throol not *throl). All nouns ending in -s are in the 2nd Declension group.

The 3rd Declension Group is ultimately the Wild Card Group. It might make sense to split these up into their own declensions. It is as described, nothing too special to note.

Within the dictionary, each noun is noted with its declension and subeclension.

Adjectives

Adjectives are very simple, they agree with their head noun in plurality (most of the time) and are put after the noun.

The adjectives have the same declensions as nouns. However with a few caveats. Some adjectives (derived from nouns in the genitive (the most common), ablative (less common), and locative (pretty rare)) do not at all agree in number, staying the same no matter the plurality of their head noun.

Whole Reduplication of an adjective intensifies its meaning. ex: firim theermohon (angry person) firim theermohon theermohon (very angry person)

Verbs

Verbs are pretty simple, but they still have their complexities. They can come in 6~8 different forms, 4~5 of these finite and 2~3 of these non-finite.

Non-Finite Verbs

The form listed in dictionaries is the infinitive. The infinitive is very easy to form, you just take the bare form and add -(a)n to it. Of course, there are many irregular verbs so this isn’t always the case but for all declensions of regular verbs it takes this suffix. The participle is kinda dying, and for those who still use it it is marked as aa-. All three Non-Finite forms heavily overlap in usage. The main difference is between the infinitive and the bare form. The bare form is basically the form you use as a subject, object, or as part of some auxiliary constructions. The infinitive is more often used in the other cases, like the Genitive, Ablative, and Locative. The Participle is usually used for modifying nouns, but the bare and infinitive forms in many dialects have started to also fill this role.

It is important to mention that unlike in Indo-European Languages, the infinitive doesn’t carry a feeling of “in order to do x”. In this language it serves purely as a way to make a noun or adjective from a verb.

However, it is important to mention that the Bare Form is used in a few finite ways, particularly in the Imperative. The imperative has a sometimes used particle “neer” put at the end of the sentence, however, this is not always the case and neer is optional to most speakers (note, “neer” means fool, and technically it is a noun used in the vocative). There are also a few more particles that are used with the bare form to form certain verb meanings. Due to the fact that the bare form doesn’t inflect for any kind of aspect, these verb forms have no marking whatsoever for aspect.

Finite Verbs

Finite verbs are much more diversified than non-finite ones. They have 4~5 different aspects: Perfective, Progressive/Continual~Imperfective, Habitual (somewhat dying out), Prospective, and Terminative.

The Perfective is roughly analagous to the past tense, but is best described as treating an action as a complete whole. This tense is referred to as the “root” tense, due to it’s use in Elvish to establish specific concrete events. It is marked by either an -i or -e depending on the declension, though irregular verbs will treat it differently. Verbs with an -i perfective will cause palatalization on the end of the verb stem, which affects some but not all consonants. The primary changes being: k>ty and th>sh. However, verb roots ending in a vowel will generally overpower the suffix, and have the base and perfective forms be marked the same.

The Progressive~Imperfective describes an action as ongoing or as a somewhat incomplete action. This tense is referred to as the “soil” tense, due to its use for setting a background. This tense is usually marked by -(a)san, but there are a few caveats. Whenever it suffixes onto a stem ending in a nasal, the s turns into a t (though this is a general feature of the languages phonotactics/morphophonology you can find elsewhere).

The habitual marks an action as being a habit, something repeating but not entirely ongoing. It is referred to as the “job” tense (straying from the tree metaphors now). The habitual is variably marked as -tye or -sh, -tye for stems ending in consonants and -sh for those ending in vowels (or belonging to the second, third, and fourth declensiona). The -tye will cause assimilation of nasals to n, stops to t, and fricatives to t; except for p and f, which stay the same, and qu which does assimilate, but adds a w after the geminate ex: raaqu(an)>raattywe (in some speech the ttyw cluster has become kqu instead).

The Prospective marks an action as starting. This is referred to as the “seed” tense. This is either marked by -tyo or -sh, a very similar deal to the habitual (this being the driving cause for the death of the habitual aspect). Everything said about the Habitual applies here as well.

The Terminative marks an action as ending. This is referred to as the “death” tense. It is marked with -tyen, with the same rules applying from the last two aspects. In monosyllabic stems with long vowels, the vowel is shortened ex: raaqu(an)>rattywen.

(It is important to note that, despite these nature related grammar terms, the Elves are not a particularly natural people in tune with nature. To the contrary in fact, the Solar Confederacy has negatively impacted bio-diversity in the area. These terms simply come from Elvish Grammatical Tradition.)

Byebye

Anyways yeah that’s the basics and stuff that I don’t think will change too much. I will definitely come back to edit this later, since I am not sure about a few of the decisions I’ve made (and on top of that I am bad at explaining things). I have a few ideas that I like but upon further thought some of these ideas can’t really coexist or don’t make as much sense anymore with the historical context.

#conlanging #constructed language

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Foresight is 20/20 Chapter 4

I yawned. I probably shouldn't have stayed up so late, and using my Shoraigan apparently didn't help. "You wanted to see me?" I asked as I sat down at the seat he'd prepared for me. Hiashi had told Hinata to tell me to meet him in his office (I was actually already on my way there because future vision), which currently was empty except for him.

Hiashi nodded, then took a sip of his tea. "First, would you like some tea?" He gestured at a cup of tea obviously set out for me. I cautiously took a sip, not wanting to be rude, then gagged. Seriously, how do people drink that stuff? "Not a big tea fan, I guess..." he muttered to himself. I wordlessly pushed the cup away from me, relying on my look of disgust to indicate that he was right. "I wished to see if you have the ability to sense chakra, as you requested. Before that, however, I want to know if you have any more observations about your eyes."

I smirked. "Well first off, and I know that this isn't my eyes, but it's eye-adjacent, soooo..." My smile grew slightly as I channeled a small amount of chakra into the white markings on my eye rings like I did when I activated my Shoraigan, causing the markings to light up like little flashlights for a second. "I know that future sight is objectively the better power, but I still really like this. I'm also hoping that I can somehow turn this into some sort of offensive jutsu somehow, maybe something like Storm Release: Laser Circus?"

Hiashi frowned. "Isn't Storm Release a Kekkei Genkai?" My smug grin returned, which caused him to chuckle. "Ah, right. I'll see if I can find..." He trailed off, then sighed. "I honestly have no idea what we could do for that aside from testing the hand seals used in similar jutsu and perhaps adding elemental chakra in to see if that does anything, but if I somehow come across anything, I'll let you know."

"Thanks. I also figured out that I can displace my senses in just space and not time, which I can use to spy on people undetected. So far, I've noticed no upper limit to the range of that, so if there is one it's already far enough away that I can see other hidden villages without any problems. I guess that displacing my vision in space is a lot less ludicrous than displacing my vision in time. I've also noticed that, for some reason, it's easiest to view a future where I don't exist, if that makes sense." In other words, canon. "With me, I can reliably see about a day into the future. Without me, I've managed to see about thirteen years into the future. I'm sure that I can improve both over time, though."

Hiashi frowned. "Such a powerful dojutsu... using it must have some drawback."

I rolled my eyes and licked my lips. "The Rinnegan only really has a major downside aside from chakra drain if you start using the Outer Path, which 'just' leaves you with summoning everything and anything, turning your body parts into highly advanced technology, attraction and repulsion powers that can be utilized at a magnitude high enough to level a hidden village, sucking up chakra fast enough to destroy and stop ninjutsu, stealing people's souls to read their minds, and some sort of 'if you lie, you die' jutsu. Probably other stuff, too."

Hiashi gaped. "The Rinnegan is real?" he asked with disbelief.

"Yeeeup," I said, making a popping noise with the "p" sound. "I mean, the Shoraigan totally has a weakness, but the Rinnegan isn't a myth."

He frowned. "Why did you mention the Rinnegan, then?"

"I just wanted to see your reaction," I admitted with a chuckle. He sighed. "The downside of the Shoraigan is that using it makes me really tired."

Okay, remember when I said that I was somehow fine staying up for longer than I used to in my past life? See, at one point I ended up staying up a whole night doing nothing but chakra exercises with intermittent breaks to let my chakra regenerate as a test of that "not getting as tired" thing. Then I stayed up the next day when I felt totally fine. And the next day. And the next day. It took five whole days (literally whole days) for me to start to feel really tired, which I had, at the time, chalked up to having abnormal amounts of mental energy or something combined with already having a lot of experience with not falling asleep or something like that. But now, though, I had suspicions...

"I got decent sleep yesterday, but I feel like I've been up for almost a week now."

For the fourth time in the week that I'd known him, Hiashi looked as if his brain bluescreened because of something I said. I was honestly starting to feel a little bad for him at this point. Did he get a concussion recently? "Repeat that last part again?"

It didn't stop me from laughing internally as I answered, though. "I got decent sleep yesterday, but I feel like I've been up for almost a week," I said, as if I was the one speaking to a child. It's not like a small child with my eyes but not my memories would realize anything was wrong with how weird my sleep schedule was without being told, which I was not, so of course I didn't realize "I feel like I haven't slept for a week" was an alarming statement.

He gave me a concerned look. "How are you still awake?"

I gave him a quizzical head tilt. "I'm not really sure what you..." Pause for idea to form... light bulb expression... "Maybe I don't get sleepy? I remember you said that Kekkei Genkai users have better chakra reserves so they can use their Kekkei Genkai. Maybe the Shoraigan has something similar, but with getting tired." I placed a finger on my chin. "Do people get tired after not sleeping for a day?"

"Yes, yes they do. Your theory is... plausible." Hiashi speculated. "Hyuuga are resistant to eye strain and sensory overload, which is a must for using the Byakugan. How much did you use your eyes last night?"

"I spent... like two or three hours testing out my future vision and remote viewing. I found out that I can speed up my future sight, which may have affected how tired it made me."

"How much?"

"I can tell you every noteworthy event that's going to happen in Konohagakure within the next twenty-four hours, some of the goings-on of other major villages in that same time period," Found out that Gaara didn't have his love tat yet and looked in on the other jinchuriki, "and major events within the next thirteen." Okay, I did review some stuff, so that's technically true.

"What else did you do that made you stay up so late?" he asked.

"Jutsu practice, writing down everything I thought I should tell the Hokage, existential horror, trying to shoot lasers out of my markings, and trying to make other new jutsu," I listed off.

"What was that middle one?"

"Lasers are awesome. Weren't you going to teach me how to sensor?"

He chuckled. "Fine, just make sure to get some rest later and don't stay up more than three days in a row, or less if you get tired sooner." He paused for a moment, then said, "I feel like that isn't the sort of thing that a parent normally tells his child... As for chakra sensing, I want you to start by trying to feel the chakra that I'm going to produce." He held his hand out to me, making chakra emanate from his palm. "Hold your hand out if you have to feel it better, just don't touch the chakra." I held out my hand and started to feel... something from it.

"Do you feel it?"

I nodded.

"Good, now close your eyes. Concentrate on how it feels." I did as he asked, sticking my tongue out a little in concentration. "Good. I'm going to pull my chakra away from you a bit, so try to keep feeling the chakra." I already knew where this was going, so I wasn't surprised at all when I heard his voice from across the room a few minutes later, saying, "Now open your eyes." I saw him standing on the far side of the room. "Did you feel it?"

I nodded. "Yeah."

He gave me a small but warm smile. "Great, that's the first step. You have the potential."

kukukuku~

"I have a question," I told Hiashi, lying on my stomach on the floor and lazily kicking my legs into the air. I'd just finished another session with Kakashi where he'd taught me the basics of genjutsu, as Hiashi had asked him. I'd... almost gotten yin release down and could already disrupt some genjutsu. Sure, it was only weak genjutsu I could disrupt, but I was looking on the bright side. I theoretically knew illusion powers.

"What is it, Kouki-kun?" he asked.

"What are you going to do about the Caged Bird Seal?"

Hiashi sighed. "Ideally, I'd like to replace it with a seal actually meant to protect our bloodline, but the only seal masters in the Hyuuga family are too stuck in their ways to even consider it and nobody would trust a seal not made by a Hyuuga."

I licked my lips. Exactly the dialogue prompt that I wanted. "So it has to be a Hyuuga, but there aren't any Hyuuga seal masters that you can trust enough to do it." I faux-sighed and exaggeratedly pretended to be annoyed with the implication. "Fiiiiiine, I guess I just have to do it myself."

"What?"

"I'm being raised by the Hyuuga clan head, so hopefully I'll gain the trust of the family within time." Unfortunately my adoption was a little... divisive within the family at the moment. Most of the family trusted Hiashi's judgement, yes, but not everyone. And unfortunately some of those Not Everyones were rather important family members. I just avoided them and acted polite whenever they cornered me. "It wouldn't look suspicious at all for me to learn about seals, seeing how I've already persuaded you to get me knowledge on the subjects of ninjutsu, genjutsu, sensing, and maybe eventually healing. Plus, we've already established that I can stay up for three nights in a row without needing to sleep at all, so that might make me able to learn faster," I listed off.

He stared at me. "You planned this, didn't you?"

I smirked and placed my hand on my chest. "Why father! Are you suggesting, perchance, that I knew you would say that and thus decided to use it as an opportunity to persuade you to have me taught in the ways of sealing?" I smiled slightly at him for a second, then said, "Because if so, I did and I am."

He laughed and ruffled my hair. "Hey!" I yelled.

"You're lucky you're cute," he told me.

"Curses!" I shouted. "My attempts to be taken seriously have been thwarted by my cuteness yet again." Hiashi just chuckled again.

kukukuku~

Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed. He had had a very long day. In addition to the usual paperwork of the Hokage, he'd needed to deal with his advisors and their complete inability to realize why it was a terrible idea to declare war on Kumogakure. Again. Yes, a Kumo-nin had tried to kidnap the Hyuuga child, but the Raikage himself had said that the man was acting rogue and the Hyuuga clan head said that it was fine so long as another incident like that didn't happen. He took off his hat as he finally entered his bedroom, intent on finally getting to take a nice, long nap.

And then he saw the small child of doom sitting cross-legged on his futon. "Hiyah!" I told him.

"Hyuuga Kouki," he sighed. "How did you get in here?"

"I'd say that your guards need to step up their game, but to be fair, I did cheat," I told him, quickly flashing him my eyes as explanation. With the Shoraigan, it'd been pretty easy to know exactly what the patrol was. That, plus the fact that I have really good ears to hear when they were close, made stealthing my way into the Hokage's room pretty easy. My ears were more sensitive than I remembered them being, but I'm pretty sure that that one was just the fact that I was younger and hadn't had to deal with The Loudmouth and Crazy McBarksalot instead of some new magical power I'd been granted. Seriously, I love my little sister, but the best way I can think of to describe her is a younger, female Present Mic with a weaker Quirk and who doesn't talk like a radio show host all the time. Our dog is cute, too, but she's literally barking mad. Or, I suppose, was... "Do you want to know why I'm here?" I asked him, pushing that thought aside.

He sighed. "I'm sure you have some grand revelation that's going to leave me questioning my sanity again."

"Bingo," I said. "First, though, I have to give you my official first bit of advice as your advisor." He nodded and stared at me intently. "You really shouldn't have made some random kid your advisor just because he could see the future. You got lucky that I'm so wise beyond my years."

"I was thinking more about later, when you have more experience, but it's good to know that you're good enough to realize the flaws in my decisions now," he retorted.

"True, buuuut there's also the fact that you have no idea what my intentions are," I countered. "For all you know, I could resent the people of the village for their terrible treatment of Naru-chan. In fact, I do resent them somewhat, but I just forgive them enough to not want to do something stupid. I only resent them enough to want to make them see how horrible their actions are and feel despair from it."

Sarutobi nodded. "I thought of that, but I also decided that if you saved Hinata-chan in the way you did, then your intentions must be good."

I rested my cheek on my hand. "Or I could have just used the incident to get into your good graces. For all you know, I could've unlocked my Shoraigan before the Hyuuga incident and planned that all out in advance."

He sighed. "Your point is?" It wasn't angry or anything, just resigned.

"I'd take my advice with a grain of salt if I were you. Sure, I could just be super upfront about everything, but I could also just be doing all this to lull you into a false sense of security. Best to be careful."

"Okay..." he said. I laughed to myself. He was starting to look confused. "What are your intentions, then?"

I took out my journal, now full of every major event and character that I could think of from Naruto and details about them. "In this book, there are several major events that I plan to stop or mitigate the fallout of." I offered it to him. "Read it all, please."

He took the book and began to leaf through the pages of it. "When did you learn to read and write this well?" he asked me. It was a fair question. Despite the fact that we were speaking Japanese and everything was written in Japanese, I was fully capable of comprehending it all as well as I comprehended English (don't ask how the puns work, just don't). The only snag was that I didn't have any knowledge of kanji, which did make my reading comprehension closer to my age than if I knew kanji, but I still knew a lot of words and could tell what they were in hiragana (or katakana when applicable) even though I hadn't seen or heard them before. My guess was that author!Me just made me able to speak Japanese and didn't adjust my skill to be at my age level. That guy's a lazy jerk, y'know? At any rate, that wouldn't be a good answer for him for multiple reasons. I would have paused to think of an answer if I hadn't seen this whole exchange already.

"I used my eyes to find someone teaching a kid how to read. Managed to get really good from that, somehow. Still need to learn kanji though..." I should probably be disturbed by how well and how nonchalantly I could lie if I have it planned out in advance, but meh. It's probably a good skill for a ninja, anyway... "I think that we should start by doing something about Gaara, then the Uchiha incident, and then start worrying about the invasion," I suggested. "By the way, just in case, you really shouldn't just arrest the people involved immediately. Some of them have yet to do anything. Just be wary of them until you can prove that they've done a punishable offense or are about to do a punishable offense."

"I know that. If I may ask, why would you suggest helping Sunagakure if you know they're going to betray us?" I could tell that it was more of a "test his character" question than a "give me one good reason" question.

"Gaara doesn't deserve it, Suna could be less likely to betray us if we help them, and Gaara and I are raccoon-eye buddies," I listed.

He blinked at that last one. "Raccoon-eye buddies?"

"He has markings around his eyes and I have markings around my eyes," I explained like it was the most obvious thing ever. "I mean, it's as plain as the markings my face." Sarutobi sighed at that.

"What could we even do for Gaara?" he asked, looking at his entry.

"I'm hopefully going to learn about seals, so I'm going to try using my Shoraigan and maybe an unconscious Naru-chan to figure something out if I get good enough. Speaking of, I don't suppose you could get me some sealing notes from the Uzumaki? Especially something about biju-sealing?"

"If you think it'll help, then fine, I'll see what I can do. Having another seal master loyal to Konoha is always a good thing. Are there any other things that you'd like?"

"Jutsu scrolls for Transparency Jutsu and, if you can get them, Earth Release: Earth Spears and Earth Release: Underground Projection Fish or jutsu like them. Preferably the fish one because it doesn't disturb the ground too much and looks super cool." He nodded. "Next, I'd like to say something that I thought of that could help with the Uchiha incident."

"If you think it might help."

"Set up a council of advisors with clan heads, other important shinobi, and elected civilian heads," I advised. "Put more than one highly competent Uchiha on the non-clan shinobi council so that it appeases the Uchiha. And just in general try to keep them from feeling alienated."

"I'll think about it. If that is all, shouldn't you be off to bed? I'm sure your father's worried about you."

I laughed, then started preparing chakra threads so I could Spider-Man away from there. "He knows I'm here. I still should be going, though. The next time window where I can leave is right... about..." Instead of finishing that thought, I jumped out the window into the night, leaving behind a note that said, "Is there any reason why you don't use shadow clones for paperwork?" I didn't see it, but I knew that he was hitting himself as he read it. Because Shoraigan.

kukukuku~

A few weeks later

I got up and stretched for a bit. Sure, that book on seals that Father got me was really interesting, but I couldn't just sit still the whole night. I was amazed at how intuitive it was. It was like what little I'd learned of how to code, but I had yet to lose interest in it because I was learning how to code what was essentially magic. Though I think it was more like a combination between programming, music, and grammar. Maybe. I'd already managed to make a basic seal that just glowed when you put chakra in it. Sure, I could do that myself, but I did it by hacking the universe! That's even cooler than flashlight eyes! Plus it was apparently the first step in making paper bombs (converts chakra into radiant energy, change it to a large burst of thermal and kinetic).

I did some of my exercises, making sure to be quiet so as not to wake anyone up. When I was done, I reached out my senses, hoping to practice my chakra-sensing. It'd been a few weeks since Father had first started me on my chakra-sensing training and I could already sense the general direction of where people were by their chakra from a good distance. Sure, I had to concentrate really hard to do it, but I could sense people! From a distance! It was so cool! I always thought that characters in shows with those powers that allow them to tell where people are were really cool, and it was even cooler to be doing to sensing myself! I did a sweep of the general area that I knew the orphanage was in. I figured that it'd be easier trying to pinpoint a specific person in a group if I started first with the ridiculous chakra beacon that was Naru-chan. He wasn't quite as ridiculous as he would be in ten years, but in an orphanage full of untrained children and with him having already practiced chakra? I found him almost immediately.

I remembered what Karin said about him. Even now, his chakra had that warm glow to it that Karin had felt. I "looked" more closely and felt the seething and sinister chakra of Kurama boiling inside of him. I honestly felt bad for him. I'm pretty sure that in every incident that caused Kurama to have a reputation as a mindless, rampaging beast, he was just controlled by some jerk Uchiha calling himself Madara. Plus, he was sealed in someone for about one lifetime, then transferred to another person, this one with the nickname "Red-Hot Habanero," then when he was finally freed to stretch his legs he was mind-controlled by that masked jerk who I'm pretty sure is actually Obito, then split in half and sealed in an infant. I'd certainly be grumpy if that happened to me.

"A human who actually cares what a biju thinks. Now that's a first," a deep voice said from within my head. I suddenly felt like I was falling, and found myself in a familiar-looking... was it supposed to be a sewer? Thankfully, this time around the floor wasn't wet, though there were two canals on either side of the spacious room where the mind water flowed.

I looked up at the giant fox. "Hello, Kurama," I greeted him.

He looked down on me. "Tch. So you are the seer boy my jailor is so fond of," he said. "I should've realized that you would find some way to get in here."

"The word 'jailor' implies that Naru-chan is aware of your presence and is willingly keeping you here," I corrected, then sat down. "If anything, he's a jail."

"That doesn't change the fact that I'm stuck in here until the seal weakens."

"True," I said. "While I can't outright destroy Naru-chan's seal to set you free, seeing as that would kill him and brand me a traitor to Konoha, I'd like to help you"

"Feh. You just want to get on my good side so you can use me for something," he scoffed.

I licked my lips. "I admit that I would like to pick your brains on the subject of seals, considering how you were inside two Uzumaki, one of whom had Namikaze Minato inside of her," at this point Kurama started laughing hysterically. I waited for him to stop before continuing my speech. "But I'll only do that if you want to. No coercion aside from trying to be nice to you, which you are also totally free to refuse, though I feel I should remind you that I seem to be the only one aside from Naru-chan capable of entering here. Do you know anything about that, by the way?"

He blinked. "I thought that you were using some sort of jutsu meant to contact me."

I shrugged. "I just used chakra-sensing on Naru-chan and got here somehow. I figured that you had something to do with that, what with your biju telepathy and all."

He grumbled. "I can't use that unless I'm close to another biju or Naruto lets me. It'd have to have been you."

"Huh," I said. "I'm starting to think that I was exposed to your chakra back when that intangible guy I doubt isn't actually Uchiha Obito took control of you and... absorbed it, I guess. It'd explain how my eyes can turn red and why I have more chakra than I probably should. Could be the reason behind my Shoraigan. It also sounds like the kind of twist that I'd write in a Naruto SI fic, which also corroborates that theory."

Kurama stared at me, and I felt like his eyes were piercing deep into my soul. "I don't know what that last thing you said means, but I do sense some of my chakra on you. It's disproportionally yin, which explains why you were able to use biju telepathy despite not actively using any of it, but you seem to have been soaked in enough of my chakra that you now naturally produce small amounts of it." That was exactly my headcanon on how Sora, Ginkaku, and Kinkaku worked, by the way. I wonder why I was right. It was almost like I was the one writing it... "How that happened to specifically you, I don't know, though I suppose if you were only an infant at the time you'd need a lot less to get to that point. Perhaps you were just close enough to me that the chakra I gave off was enough."

I blinked. "Did you just... scan me?"

"I used the link you so graciously provided me to sense your chakra, yes."

I tapped my chin with my finger. "Stare into the abyss and it stares back..." I muttered. "Say, what do you think I could do with your chakra?"

"Back when I had actual yin chakra, I could use it to easily use genjutsu, at least easily for me. I have no doubts that you could use my chakra to increase your ability to use genjutsu. You could also probably use it to telepathically communicate with other humans, and perhaps even use my malice-sensing power. Can I ask you a favor?"

"Did you miss the part where I literally said that I would do things for you with no expectation of anything in return?" I snarked, giving him a flat look. "Because last I checked, that's exactly what a favor is."

He chuckled lightly. "Because that asshole Minato sealed most of my yin chakra in himself with the Shiki Fujin, I'm currently at about half power. I can't use it at the moment and I'm still cataclysmically powerful anyway, but my power is a matter of pride for me. Even now, my power is slowly regenerating, but it'd come back much faster if someone on the outside who was producing my yin chakra were to contribute. It won't be much, but it'll help. Just for added motivation, I'd have to teach you to use my yin chakra for you to do it and expending my yin chakra like that would increase not only your stores of human chakra but your ability to produce my chakra as well."

I licked my lips. Sounded like a pretty good deal, as long as it didn't hurt Naru-chan at least. "You do realize that you don't have to give me any motivation for me to help you like that, right? Though it certainly does help." I was silent for a moment, then thought of something. "How would I give you your yin chakra, anyway? Hiruzen had a point when he made you a secret from Naru-chan. The boy should be allowed a normal childhood."

He sighed loudly. "Fine. As much as I'd like to break the boy, I suppose I have to follow your rules if you're going to help me. You should be able to slowly but steadily transfuse small amounts of yin chakra into the boy through touch. It wouldn't be enough for any form of negative repercussion as long as you're not trying to hurt him, and the seal will cause my chakra in his system to flow back to me when he's not using it. All you need is to learn how to use my chakra."

I nodded. "Okay." I thought for a few moments. "Hey, do you think that it'd be possible for me to use some sort of jutsu to, say, temporarily transfer your mind into some form of... I don't know, plush cat maybe?"

Kurama's eyes widened. He grinned, then started to laugh. "Heheheheh... HAHAHAHAHAHAH! I once made a seal to do exactly that after hearing Tobirama explain the Edo Tensei to my first jailor. Well, not the plush cat part specifically, but you know what I mean. I gave up on it after realizing that I would need someone with my chakra to use it, and there was no way that she would ever agree to that. You, however?" His grin widened. "I don't even care how limited my freedom would be. I'd be free!"

I smiled at him. "Good, good. I'll probably have to tell my father before we do it, though. I feel like he might want to know beforehand if I summon the mind of a giant demon fox that attacked the village to put in Fluffy-san."

He grumbled. "I suppose. You'd better give a very good argument as to why you should be allowed to do it."

"You said it's an idea you got from the Edo Tensei, right? I'm sure that Father would be at ease if I knew of a way to send you back without trouble."

"There is a set of seals that can release it like the Edo Tensei, yes. Beyond that, I wouldn't have any of my powers in that body and would eventually be sent back when I run out of chakra, which means that I'd be completely dependent on you. I suggest that you tell him that if he has reservations."

I nodded. "That seems like a good enough argument, especially if I mention how you were controlled during that one incident." I walked up to the bars of his cage and held my hand out to him. He stared at it. "It's called a handshake, though for you it'd be more of a clawshake."

"What."

"It's something that people do when they agree on something, or something like that. All I know for sure is that it's a sign of respect." He blinked, then slowly held a single claw out to me. I grabbed it and shook it with both hands.

"I know what a handshake is, you know." He chuckled. "You know, you are most certainly the strangest human that I've ever met, and that includes the Sage of Six Paths, who had horns."

"Tsesesese~" I chuckled. "Is that really a bad thing?"

He huffed. "I never said that."

#fanfiction #naruto fanfiction #naruto #Foresight is 20/20 #F20 CH4

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imagineurfavs · 5 years

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SUPER JUNIOR - Yesung A-Z

“Hello! I loved your Xiumin a-z, are you able to do one for a member of super junior or bigbang? I don't have a preference for which group or member so it can be whoever you feel like writing for. Thanks 💕 “

(A/N I’m gonna start with Yesung just bc he’s my bias lol please lemme know if you want me to do any of the other members specifically)

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A - Aftercare

Little to none, probably doesn't really extend past getting you both some water tbh. He just wants to lay with you for the time being, cleaning up can wait

B - Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner)

On himself he likes his mouth. On you, he likes your neck/back.

C - Cum

Definitely likes cumming on your butt or back

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s so torn between either just asking Hyukjae for advice on how to be more adventurous during sex or he’s seriously considering asking him to join you both for a threesome. He just doesn’t wanna bring it up to either of you though just in case you think it’s too weird. But trust me, he’s put a lot of thought into it.

E - Experience

I mean, he’s in his mid thirties so of course he’s gonna have some, but he’s a little more reserved so like...not a huge amount but he knows what he likes. I feel like he watches a decent amount of porn too though so he probably gets a lot of his stuff from there.

F - Favourite Position

Reverse cowgirl, he loves when you ride him and likes to be able to relax and just stare at you.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous etc)

Most the time he’s kinda serious but still a lil sweet. If he’s stressed and feeling dominant then he gets super serious.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

He doesn't look like he grows a lot of hair anyway so, kinda bare.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Quite intimate, but maybe a little shy? He’ll always be whispering sweet little things in your ear throughout. He tried dirty talking but it just made him feel so awkward.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation)

Lowkey I feel like he does it every day, probably just before he goes to sleep as a way to relax and unwind

K - Kinks (one of more of their kinks)

Edging for sure. he’ll take you both to your peak and suddenly just...stop. He’ll keep doing that until its pretty much impossible to contain anymore.

also a massive praise kink tbh.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Likes to keep things to the bedroom tbh, its the perfect place for sleepy morning sex; his favourite lol.

M - Motivation (What turns them on)

He likes it when you dress up for him. Not necessarily in a sexy way, though (although ofc he likes that too lol). Say you're going out somewhere and you wear his favourite dress, or his favourite pair of shoes, purely because you know how much he likes it. The thought of you wearing something just for him always gets him going.

N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)

Nothing degrading. Sure he’s into being dominant some times but he doesn’t wanna actually be mean to you. Not into super explicit dirty talk, be it giving or receiving.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

p a i n f u l l y slow when giving oral. He’s a lot more skilled with his mouth than he is with his hands. The type to completely let go when receiving oral, his whole body will just relax and he’ll be putty in your hands.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc)

He’s a slow guy in general lol so he’d for sure be on the slower side, but like, deep. He’d push himself into you, unbearably slow until your hips are flush against each other, then watch your expression as he pulls back out almost completely. He does enjoy you bouncing quickly on him when you're on top though.

Q - Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

Not a huge fan. He likes to let his emotions out with sex and a time limit doesn’t let him do that as much as he wants. If it’s the only option then he’d rather just go down on you and vice versa tbh. To him, being inside you is 1000x more intimate, so he’d rather save it for when you both have time.

R - Risk (are they down to experiment, do they take risks?)

A little bit, is totally down to fool around in public but i don’t think he’d go all the way with the risk of anyone seeing.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last? etc)

About 20-25 minutes each round?? Can go for a couple rounds as long as you let him come down fully in between

T - Toy (do they own toys do they use them on a partner or on themselves?)

The only toy he owns would be one of those remote controlled vibrators he can use on you in public. Would probably be down to have his wrists tied or something like that.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

If his dom side is making an appearance then get ready for the whole ordeal to be frustrating as all hell. He’ll touch you everywhere apart from where you're begging for him, enjoying every second of your expressions and voice getting more and more desperate.

V - Volume (how loud are they, what type of sounds they make)

he’s got quite a husky voice in general, his moans would be gravelly and drawn out, but kinda quiet.

W - Wild Card (a random headcannon)

He gives off the energy of someone who’s a total romantic, which he can be, it just doesn't always carry over to sex. He’s got a super dominant side which admittedly, rarely makes an appearance, but when it does, you better behave bc he’s got rules lol...

X - X-ray (what's going on inside those pants)

average length, on the slimmer side

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

This is gonna sound weird considering how much i said i think he masturbates lol but I don’t think it’s crazy high at all. At least not physically. (hear me out lol) He sees sex as a way to emotionally connect with you and he wants to feel that every second of the day. So emotionally, it’s mad high, but physically, he’s not a total horn dog whose popping boners left and right.

Z - Zzz... (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

kinda quickly, but he wants to make a moment lol. Dont be surprised if he starts doing some cliche shit like tryna sing you to sleep. He’ll be on the verge of sleep, running his hands over your hair, softly singing until you both drift off. Very cheesy, but also very cute.

#super junior #yesung #suju #super junior smut #super junior scenario #yesung smut #yesung imagine #yesung reaction #super junior imagine #kim jongwoon

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kateaustinn · 5 years

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how it is dealing with my parents now⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ most of you know that when i came out, i was kicked out for a brief amount of time. my mom told me not to come home, packed up all of my things & made me pick them up with nobody was there. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ she told me i was disgusting, that people wouldn’t want their children around me and that she wished she had never had me. she started a group chat with my family telling them she had kicked me out and for them to not let me in when i needed a place to go. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ when i moved back home, it felt like i was living in an evil stepmothers house. she would make rude comments and i couldn’t bring up sarah without it starting a screaming match. i knew i had to get out and go. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣ after a year of living in that hell, i saved up and moved in with sarah. my parents rarely spoke to me for the first year and a half i was gone. i visited home ONCE in two years.⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣ today, we have a decently healthy relationship. we talk on the phone a lot and i go home and visit twice a year. i can mention sarah without her hanging up and she says a lot less rude things than she used to. she still makes it very clear she’s disapproving and will never come around to it but to me, it seems better than it was. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ i’m constantly torn at whether i should allow someone to be a part of my life that doesn’t accept all of me or if i should put up a wall until she comes around. the weird thing about having parents that don’t accept you is that there is no easy path to figuring out what works and what’s best for you. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ no child should have to navigate their parents love and acceptance. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ i don’t know what the future holds for me and my relationship with my parents. sometimes i feel like they’ll come around and sometimes i feel like we’re back in 2014 when i first came out to them. it’s not as easy road and it’s so hard.⁣ ⁣ you’re perfect. i cannot express this enough. you are PERFECT and ENOUGH exactly as you are. your sexuality doesn’t define you as a person, just because your parents say things doesn’t make them true and the only acceptance you need is of yourself! ⁣ i love you all. so much ♥️ (at Gayborhood, Philadelphia) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwZZ6OSg-5m/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jno8doqxmmig

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neokollection · 5 years

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NSFW A - Z ㅡ Yuta (M)

Taeil - Johnny - Taeyong - Yuta - Kun - Doyoung - Jungwoo - Lucas

A/N: More requested than Romantic Gestures with Jeno bb was this- Nasties xx Assuming you’re dating-

A ㅡ Aftercare

Depends on his mood & the circumstances of your sex, but most of the time he’s pretty attentive [unless it was some weird possessive jealousy quickie- & he’s actually holding a grudge of some kind from being ‘wronged’]. He does this thing with people where he rubs his head against them like a cat of some kind... So I think after the act he’s a big nuzzler, nuzzling against your shoulder from beside you as he latches to your side before beaming at you brightly. He’s a gentleman also and willing to fetch you a gallon of water or start a shower for you if you request it- But otherwise he just showers you in cutesy affection in bed like a school girl.

B - Body [ their favorite body part on their s/o and/or on them ]

On you he’d probably say something odd like your back. The way it arches is sexy and the dip of your spine is too, plus it’s part of your figure. He always likes to keep his hands on it, even when holding your waist, his fingertips dig into the curve of your back. On himself... Maybe his face. He knows he’s beautiful and he’s proud of it. Plus he knows you love to kiss it and cradle it and he loves it too, it feels the most intimate.

C - Cum

He’s kinda messy with it. He just lets it land wherever it goes and it’s all hot to him. It’s also kind of a tool to him, he can do so much with it and loves it all, yours or his; exchange it between kisses, paint your skin with it, just play with it between his fingers, etc... He likes to play with his food, especially this delicacy.

D - Dirty Secret

He has plenty, but I think he fantasizes a lot about lesbian porn- And the thought of watching you be with another girl... Even if he could film it, that’d be-

E - Experience [ how experienced they are ]

E is for enough. Part of it is experience, part porn, part of it is also just natural- He’s good at reading expressions and bodies... I believe in NCT he’d make me cum the hardest and most, change my mind-

F - Favorite Position

Missionary where he can hold your ankles at his shoulders and just roll into you.

G - Goofy

He’s not serious when it comes to sex, but he’s not goofy either. He’s just... kind of seductive bratty and witty? But there aren’t many goofy moments unless it’s a 2nd round and fluffy.

H - Hair [ how well they manscape ]

Ummmmmmmmmm- Just trimming really. He thinks a bit of hair is masculine for him.

I - Intimacy [ romance-wise ]

Again, depends on the situation, sometimes romantic, sometimes just fucking. I would say about 90% of the time it starts out romantic and only maybe 55% of the time does it maintain that romance- As in kissing and him being tender, ‘I love you’s, etc...

J - Jack Off

Probably is one to tell you sometimes when he’s about to. He likes to look at your naughty pictures first and palm himself as he remembers the last time you came over. When no one is home he’s probably loud/doesn’t care and doesn’t care to make a mess either, he wants it as wild and high as he can get it. If ppl are home it’s a different story obviously, but he probably doesn’t try to hide it that much and doesn’t care if the other guys know bc they do it too.

K - Kinks

Okay, if you’re kind of an outgoing person when it comes to sexual he likes it when you get kind of shy- If there’s something he can say to make you blush or something, he thinks it’s a different side and really cute- And if you’re a more shy person naturally he likes it when you switch to be a more confident person in the sheets. He likes filming you and telling you what to do as well as hair pulling, rough sex, orgasm denial, teasing, blindfolds, the whole lot.

L - Location [ their favorite place to have sex ]

The sink. It’s a little uncomfortable for you, but he likes taking you from behind there and watching in the mirror. Next prolly the couch.

M - Motivation [ turn-ons ]

NVDES!!!1 And sexting too with just words or over the phone- AKA you ever being naughty. Also... denying him. He can see sometimes you want it, but you’re being stubborn and denying him or playing hard to get and that’s a challenge to him so he wants to play.

N - NO [ turn-offs ]

Toys, not all of them, but some things like dildos he hasn’t really found the craze over... He thinks he’s equipped already with the tools to do what that does, so why does he need it? Or why do you want him to use it??? [Use it when you’re alone, not with him]. Also exhibitionism, he is very protective and doesn’t want anyone else to see his most prized possessions [on you]. He wants you to only be a slut for him, not for others entertainment.

O - Oral [ giving and receiving ]

He’s a generous giver :’) He really takes his time to savor you, but also isn’t particularly slow or light. He doesn’t mind getting a bit messy, he just wants to give you the best, to impress you. Lots of biting mixed in too--- and eye contact on another fucking level. Teasing too, I’m so sorry... When receiving he’s very... it’s like all the self-control he had when teasing you flew out the window and he’s actually desperate. Head does that to him. His back hunching over and actually tangling his fingers in your hair as his jaw falls slack before he murmurs something- Can control himself from thrusting into your mouth either when he feels it close. Would probably baby you after because he feels lowkey bad he gagged you a few times and didn’t warn you when he came.

P - Pace

Once he’s got you wet and stretched enough to get in he does like 5 slow languid thrusts before going to town. Even if it’s sensual and lazy sex, he still is a rabid humper.

Q - Quickies

Probably happen a decent amount of times with him. But he’s also good with disciplining himself to tease you and wait until home. However.... he likes to give into you sometimes or if he’s needy himself and begging for some- things happen. Usually involve weird positions due to the space and lots of teasing both before and after it.

R - Risk [ comfort zone ]

Some things with him may seem risky, but he wouldn’t actually do anything risky enough for the two of you to actually be caught. He sure as hell makes risky bets with you though. He’s very perceptive so he’s able to notice things that make a situation less risky, but doesn’t tell you, so you think there’s a risk of getting caught.

S - Stamina [ another round? ]

So-so? Usually it’s just one round, but that round could be long with lots of foreplay and starting/stopping. He needs time to recuperate.

T - Toy [ their favorite toys ]

Like I said before, he’s picky about toys, but probably enjoys using vibrators and vibrating panties he can control- Hell it even feels good when you use it on him-

U - Unfair [ how they enjoy teasing & being teased ]

King tease. He enjoys using his words, getting you riled about talking about you look so cute he could eat you. He uses fleeting touches too that may or may not be subtle. Teases you a lot during the act too, to the point of wanting you to beg- Asking if you really want it bc he doesn’t think you’re being loud enough to enjoy it or something.. Manipulative. And getting you to admit things like; he’s the best, or you like something particularly nasty he’s doing when he sees your being stubborn about admitting it. He likes to play with his food and break it. If he’s being teased, he enjoys it verbally, when you tell him you’re not wearing any panties, etc... But physically and during the act he can only take so much.. His patience gets thin when it comes to this and he’d probably resort to being forceful [regaining control] about getting what he wants.

V - Volume

Loud enough. Lots of hmphs, drawn out groans, and even ungodly moans.

W - Wild Card [ authors choice ]

Okay, he’s a bit insecure about his image and his dom persona/position... Like if he wants to try being sub he isn’t sure if you’d laugh at him or tease him relentlessly? But I think he wants to be taken care of as a sub before he dies. Not just so you can tease him, but so you can ‘take care of him’ and he doesn’t have to really do anything and try something new.

X - X-Ray [ what kind of package ]

Slender, but veiny and decent-ish length? I bet it’s pretty too.

Y - Yearning [ sex drive ]

High wtf I mean in his mind it’s a way of showing passion and love. Everyone shows it differently, but he’s more on the physical spectrum. Plus it feels good, so why the fuck not?

Z - Zzz [ after ]

Not sleepy, I would say he gains energy from other people he’s close to, but he is worn-out... He’ll ask if you’re good [satisfied? if there’s anything u need?] He’ll strip the sheets himself later if you want him to, but he’s not n a rush to get cleaned up usually- Snuggling and probably falling back asleep together. Unless he’s got shit to do~

#nct #nct smut #yuta #yuta smut #nct a-z #yuta a-z #yuta kinks #nct 127 #tys part in city 127 #nct scenario #nct imagie #yuta imagine #yuta scenario

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