#i have been putting off my mending pile for too long
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I've been dubbed! To honor this momentous occasion I, Boredom Anon, will let you in on a little something: I am in fact going to go through with writing the memory loss au, rest assured. Sorry I left you with only that small piece to chew on, but I needed a trusted source to give me an opinion on the idea before I got too in over my head.
To answer a few of your questions in your response:
His body is still there, yep, and I plan on this being one of the plot points because technically Spider is still in his body---the avatar up and walking is just a glitchy memory-holder which I thought would lead to an interesting question: where is the line between oneself? Is he even still Spider, in this case? This is something that Neteyam especially will be conflicted by.
The exact details of how he got hurt are something I've been playing with. For now I think having him take the bullet for Neteyam might be fun to play with, but who's to say. I'm willing to hear any suggestions you may have on the matter!
The Sullies are in Awa'atlu when Spider is first on the mend and getting used to his avatar body. The scene I gave you was when they're finally in the clear to come and see him at High Camp.
I didn't add in all of their reactions because I didn't want to get carried away, but you are very close to how I imagined I'd write Jake and Tuk's reactions lol. I plan on putting the elements you mentioned with Neytiri in there for sure though and you're correct Spider is going entirely off of what feels right so that'll be fun.
Another thing to note: one of the main points I have written down right now is that this avatar body is so fresh that everything is new and feels almost overwhelming in some cases. Pair that with his limited memory and you get some potent muscle-memory/instinct type shit going on, almost like how a newborn creature is just going off of what it feels. For example, the first thing he thinks when he wakes up in his avatar body is Neteyam, and this is quickly followed by a deep longing and it just starts to plague him because he doesn't know what it means but he knows he needs this "Neteyam" whoever he is (and he knows Neteyam is a person, he can feel it. It comes to him in broken images: a blurry face, a melodic laugh, "I see you, Spider.") Am I explaining this well? I feel like I'm making about zero sense lol but whatever you'll get what I mean eventually if you don't now.
Anyways, while I'm working on developing this fic I'll be sure to hop on the asks every now and then with updates if you'd like and when I publish it I'll of course send you the link if you want 👍. Your positive reaction has done wonders and since you aided in my final decision to write it I feel it's only fair.
BOREDOM ANON THIS IS THE MSOT EXCITING NEWS. WHEN I GOT THIS ASK I FREAKED, AND I ALMOST BUMPED IT TO THE TOP OF THE PILE. Instead I just went through the others a little quick and used it as incentive lol. I am thrilled to be a trusted source, I'd love to do whatever I can, feel free to dm me of course, or send me all the asks if you want to stay anonymous of course.
-Wow, that is very dark. There's a great opportunity for an examination of what makes one truly themselves. I think the Na'vi would be more understanding at first than the scientists, due in part to all energy being borrowed in their philosophy. They can visit the dead in memories when they are with Eywa, and that's almost like what Spider is. It just is a question as to if that makes him dead or not, kind of. I also wonder, does that mean they expect him to wake up, or will they try to transfer him into his Avatar body permanently once they think he's strong enough? Probably not questions for you to answer, spoilers lol.
-Hmm, well, the bullet is always good, because I've been saying (I don't remember if it was in dms or a public post) that I've yet to see a fic where Spider takes the bullet and I get to the see the direct fallout from that. I think the effect it would have on his and Neytiri's relationship would be fairly immediate. It would also drastically change the ship standoff, and I'm curious as to people's takes on that. He could also always just pass out from blood loss and then when Norm and Max arrive they notice the brain damage from the machine, and that is what makes them put him in a coma, because he isn't stable.
-Ooh, very interesting. I'm sHOCKED the Sully kids let that fucker out of their sight for a second. Kiri and Lo'ak attempt to sneak out with Payakan to go back to High Camp literally every night, Jake has to sleep basically on top them. He'd never suspect that NETEYAM is also a flight risk, the biggest of them all.
-Haha, no, I understand! Well, even if he can't remember much of before, he's never felt his mating bond before in a Na'vi body. The feelings are stronger and different, and he doesn't have the past knowledge to try to repress or ignore them. He just knows what he wants and what he needs.
OBVIOUSLY we'd love updates, but no pressure of course, and of course I want the link!! I am so so glad I helped with the decision, so many of you lately have said I helped inspire you to write and I cannot express how happy that makes me! Fanfiction is a fantastic creative outlet and a great tool and gateway into bigger literary work, so never feel nervous!
#this makes me so happy#miles spider socorro#spider socorro#neteyam sully#nocorro#jake sully#neytiri sully#tuktirey sully#lo'ak sully#norm spellman#max patel#avatar#avatar the way of water#james cameron avatar#we are mindmelding get in#melissa's asks#melissa on avatar (cameron)#boredom anon
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HAPPY FRIDAY LUCKY Okay but consider: "Writing them little sticky notes and putting them in random places." from the intimacy prompts... for either Rose/Cullen or Rose/Hawke, whichever you think fits best (I couldn't decide akjfnkjrengjk). Happy writing!!
This is ALSO for @ar-lath-ma-cully who asked for:
As is tradition, I wrote most of this for @dadrunkwriting last Friday and passed out before finishing 😴 The nice part is that I got to do some sfw art for it today before posting 😳
Rating/CW: Explicit, sex
WC: 2212
Summary: Inquisitor Rose Trevelyan is away clearing rifts along Sulcher's pass but she leaves plenty of reminders behind for Cullen to find while she's gone! (Fluff smut)
Cullen shuffles to his trunk by the inadequate light that spills in through the splintered roof and reaches in for fresh smalls and a shirt, the motion a reflex at this point. A scrap of paper flutters to the floor that he almost misses, but he steps on it and curious, picks it up, squinting in the darkness to read it.
Miss me yet?
A laugh bubbles up and snuffs through his nose, and his whole chest warms up. He presses the note to his smiling lips. Rose has been gone less than twenty four hours and he does, in fact, miss her already.
Late into the evening after briefing his scouts and sending them off, after stacking his paperwork into their designated piles, Cullen climbs to his loft heavily. The distractions of work are put away for the night. The distractions of Rose somewhere along Sulcher’s pass where she’s closing rifts to secure the route. He mounts all his armor on its stand and strips to his smalls and settles into the sumptuously comfortable bed she’d insisted he have. As his head hits the blessed pillow a rustling and crumpling accosts his senses. He wrestles his way into the pillowcase and withdraws the note, reading it by the fidgeting candlelight.
I’m actually impressed you found this one. Gold star, my love!
He fails to restrain his chuckle, grinning stupidly as he rubs his hands over his eyes. Even away from Skyhold she finds ways to play with him, reminding him of the first half of his life before trauma and responsibilities muscled out that impulse.
The next day he finds one in his ledger, drifting down onto his desk.
Eat something, handsome.
He stifles his grin, shakes his head and wanders down to the Skyhold kitchen to beg and scrounge.
Cullen goes to shave, opening the Order-issued wooden box that houses his kit.
I’ve often wondered how you’d look with a beard. Think about it?
He laughs and shaves his face anyway.
Bodner’s Siege Tactics, second edition, which usually hangs around his desk in want of referencing, holds a note inside.
I miss your kisses.
Cullen sighs, feeling the longing smart in his chest like it might gnaw him to pieces. He’s lucky he didn’t loan that one to Lieutenant Taryn the other day.
The next morning he takes a peek into his mended lyrium box to perform his daily ritual: lay his eyes on the one luminous bottle he keeps around and roundly reject it. There’s a note inside of course.
Don’t even think about it.
He covers his eyes with a hand but the smile sneaks out. She’s always been a brazen one.
He hasn’t the faintest clue how many there are and where they’ll jump out of next, but it sustains him. And when the bell rings twice to signal her party’s approach after a week away, he’s startled to see her leaning against the inside of the southern door frame.
“Maker’s breath!” he chokes, clutching at his chest as he recovers himself. “How did you beat the bell?”
“Witchcraft, of course,” says the Inquisitor with a pert little smile so smug he has a mind to kiss it clean. He submits to her pull, striding toward her, hunger flooding his groin.
“I got your notes. Breaking into my office again?”
“Notes? I don’t have the faintest idea what you're on about,” she says, but her cheeks give her away. She’s never been a convincing seductress, too busy tripping over her own wicked little plots to pull it off completely, but it’s better in every dimension. And Cullen dearly needs a laugh.
“You don’t know anything about a note in my lyrium box?” he says, as he nudges her against the wall with his hips.
“Who would do such an outrageously inappropriate thing?” she asks, and he eradicates her mischievous grin with a sweep of his open mouth. He curls a hand around the back of her neck the way he always does to draw her into his kiss. Her gauzy blue calico scarf crunches and rustles slightly under his hand and he draws back, shaking his head because he already knows. Rose’s blush is fierce but she wrestles her expression into something resembling mild amusement as Cullen feels around under the folds of her scarf for the note. He makes a show of unfolding it with a stern look up at her, tugs it open with a snap, clears his throat and reads it out loud before he has any conception of what it says.
“Fuck me.” He’d never have said it if he'd read it beforehand, flushing onto the tips of his ears and beyond, his shock and mortification nearly derailing the very thing she desires.
Rose’s eyes are expectant upon him, bold and penetrating even over her equally pink cheeks. Cullen’s breath deepens and his armor feels impossibly hot all of a sudden, the high pile of the fur of his mantle an utter absurdity. He claws it away from his neck, pushing it over his pauldrons onto the floor where he promptly forgets about it.
Rose is patient, reclining against the rough stones of the tower wall and he rewards her by drawing her hand up above her head and pinning it there as he drops his hips slightly to press his erection between her legs. He tugs her knee up alongside him to deepen the contact, nearly a week of separation charging his arousal like it’s a latent hum of electricity inside him, teasing moans of relief from her parted lips.
With only one hand, Cullen makes expert work of the clasps on her traveling leathers, familiar as they are and when it falls open, he reaches to feel the yield of her breast under his fingers, the fullness of it against his palm, the–
There’s a crisp rumple under his hand.
Rose strangles a laugh into a snort.
Cullen leans heavily against the wall over her, casting a look of playful consternation as he fishes the note from the folds of her breast band.
“Not here. Upstairs,” he reads. “Maker’s breath, Rose.”
He pockets the notes to save in his drawer of her letters and reaches a hand to swipe between her legs, reacquainting himself with the contours of her most intimate parts through the kidskin leather. She gasps, covering his hand with hers, begging for more by pressing his fingers into her harder.
“Just checking for other notes,” he grumbles softly from a breath away. “Go on. I’ll lock up.”
While she disappears nimbly up the ladder, Cullen turns the key in each tower door, exhaling sharply as he adjusts his cock inside the now too small space of his breeches. He ascends eagerly, hoping to see her stretched fair across his bed but she waits with crossed arms.
“I think I’ve undressed myself enough for one week,” she declares, welcoming him into her arms, arousing in him suspicion that borders on certainty. He bares her with deft hands, waiting for another note to come out of the folds of something or other but it never does and they both work at the remainder of his armor, punctuating their efforts with joyful kisses. When he’s down to his breeches she wanders over and flops naked across his bed, her eyes slipping closed as she sighs away the exhaustion of the road. He kicks off his breeches beside the bed and climbs onto it in just his smalls. With her laid out bare before him, not a scrap of clothing or reasonable hiding place to be found he can’t help his next comment.
“I’m a little worried about where I’ll find your next note,” he says, his juvenile grin sneaking out momentarily before he penetrates her with a provocative gaze from under his brow.
“You’re more than welcome to search me wherever you suspect I’ve tucked it away,” she says, delighting in the spring of his cock with an appreciative look when he shucks off his smalls.
A note flutters out of them.
“How in the Maker’s name–” he cuts himself off. Her look of triumph must be punished, but first, the note. He sits back on his heels and reads it. “What are you waiting for?”
Cullen throws the note over his shoulder with a grin and crawls forward to claim her, lowering himself between her legs and sucking on the pink peak of her right breast with joyful abandon. He tempers the need that devours him from inside, tamping down the feral response as the hairs of his chest engage the velvet of her skin, as the heat of her most intimate parts warms his stomach.
“Do I want to know how you did that?” he asks, kissing his way to her other side.
“Oh probably not. I know how you feel about blood magic.”
Her teasing once unnerved him, forcing unexpected blushes into his cheeks when he was desperately trying to look like the general of an army, but it didn’t take long for it to feel like sparks inside him, little flashes of hope to remind him of something other than his past. She gave him permission first to smile and then to laugh, reconnecting him with a lost part of himself. Now she allows him to desire and possess her.
On an elbow, Cullen reaches down to stroke his cock along the slippery warmth between her thighs, kissing her chin when her head falls back against his pillow. When she grips his rear in a plea, he drives into her, the friction of it knocking loose a sharp gasp. He thrusts twice and then connects completely and holds there, propped up on his arms so as not to squash her.
“I missed you,” she whispers, her earlier attempts at sauciness giving way to genuine vulnerability, her fingers tender on his cheek.
“I missed you too,” he says with shining, smiling eyes, determined to demonstrate just how much. “I loved your notes.”
“Even the dirty ones?”
“Especially the dirty ones,” he murmurs, leaning down for an indulgent kiss and they softly, hungrily twine their tongues as they roll their hips into a rhythm.
“I thought they would remind you to laugh when I’m gone,” she manages between breathy little moans.
“Well you succeeded in that regard,” he says, wrapping his hand halfway around her breast and squeezing firmly.
“Oh fuck yes,” she breathes. He bites her lower lip in a scold though he relishes the way he bucks the curses right out of her. Her legs looped around his waist, he spreads his knees wide to get deeper, and yields to the insistence of her look, that stunning indigo gaze.
The new bed is much more cooperative than his last, straining only slightly under the force of their activities. He glances up at the substantial, sturdy looking headboard even as he ruts deeply into her and she follows his eyes, her brow popping as the same idea manifests inside her.
“Turn me around,” she breathes, releasing him from her legs so he can withdraw. Cullen guides her up to face the headboard, her knees tucked between his and then eases into her again, moderating his thrusts until they coordinate their movements properly. He gathers up her bouncing breasts with his forearm and hand, catching her nipple with his thumb and forefinger while he curls his right hand around to stroke her to what he hopes is a concurrent climax. He’s already teetering on the edge and reins it back to prolong his enjoyment. Rose grips the wooden edge of the headboard, bouncing back against him, the provocative sounds of his flesh slapping against hers working against every effort he makes to restrain his orgasm.
Cullen hopes his fingers bring her just as close and if her rhythmic cries are any indication, she’ll be melting back against him soon. Her voice gains pitch and intensity and he drives harder to exact her release, surprising himself as breathy groans actually escape him. He’s usually more carefully managed, but the situation perhaps calls for it. He bites down on her shoulder, her clenching depths unleashing wildness within him and then tilts his head down to watch her plunge onto his length with each cry.
Rose collapses forward against the headboard as her climax overtakes her, curses streaming through those pink lips of hers, and he hauls her back against his chest, grunting her name against her damp neck as he finally allows himself to come deep within her, convulsing with each surge. They laze against one another up on their knees, his arms wrapped tightly around her as they gasp for breath until their heart rates slow.
Craning her head to cast a lively look at him, she reaches over the top of the headboard and hands him a final note she must have fixed back there a week ago. The Herald of Andraste she may be, but these notes of hers are the machinations of some trickster god or other. He sets his chin on her shoulder and unfolds it.
I love you, Cullen.
He sighs through his euphoric grin, setting the note carefully on her pillow so as not to lose it and tilts his head to accept her kiss.
#cullenmance#cullen x trevelyan#cullen rutherford#commander cullen#dragon age fan fiction#rose trevelyan#in the shattering of things#the eventual smut#the burn was slow but now its hot#she's a real turkey#dadwc#fluff smut#all the fluff
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“River Sprite.”
The household had mostly settled into the new normal of having Saber and his retinue staying at the dutchy. It was almost the end of winter, but they had gotten a late snow that very thoroughly closed all but the biggest roads down and turned even those into a soupy mess of mud and slush. Saber, of course, had taken one look at the frankly terrible weather, and extended his stay until the roads were better.
Knowing what she did about the roads, the weather, and Saber’s own motivations, Aliea rather suspected that he planned it intentionally just to have an excuse to stay longer.
She couldn’t say that she was unhappy about it. She had missed him, and while they still had to be very careful when they met up, it was a joy to be able to see each other every day nonetheless.
It was also a joy to share a bed more often than not, but Aliea was keeping that to herself. A few people either knew or had figured her out, but none of them were willing to reveal her without a good reason.
Saber was as cautious as the rest of them, wary of revealing his fondness for her to his courtiers who might try to use her against him, and unwilling to put the fledgling rebellion in jeopardy. Both were true dangers, and were more than enough to make sure they never failed to watch themselves. Aliea had already come close, too close, to disaster when her grandmother caught her returning from Saber’s rooms one morning.
So if Saber was using his nickname for her, it was because he was certain it was safe to do so.
Small wonder. Aliea had removed herself to one of the small workrooms that the maids preferred, with a whole pile of mending to keep herself busy. It was one of the few places in the castle that she could get some solitude, and that was a rare treasure. The mending was less exciting, but Aliea had been a maid longer than she had been a queen, and she didn’t like having her hands empty. The mending would have to be done by someone, and she might as well be that someone.
She hadn’t locked the door, but when Saber slipped in, he bolted it behind himself. Upon seeing him, Aliea immediately set her mending aside and went to stood, but he waved her back down into the comfortable window seat. Before she could decide what to do, he slid onto the padded bench behind her and sighed when she leaned back against his chest.
“Being noble is a test of my patience,” he said after they sat long enough for Aliea to pick up her mending again. She was almost done with it, and there was no reason to fill their comfortable silence with chatter until they had something to say. “There are several ladies here who are pursuing me like a cornered hare. It is not my preferred pastime.”
“Did you inspire their ardor in any particular way?” Aliea asked, much amused as she didn’t doubt his love for her, or his distaste for the ladies in his retinue on this occasion. “You’re usually able to keep them from chasing you about.”
“It’s the Lover’s Festival,” Saber grumbled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. He told her back in the mountain cabin that he liked to watch as she did the mending. It was a task he vaguely knew happened, but had never actually seen until his brief stay with her. The festival he had named was a Court event, although the common folk sometimes celebrated it in their own ways. It was a time for showing admiration for ones’ lover. No few babies were born nine moons after the Festival. “I have never showed any preference for any particular lady, but they all hope that each year I will suddenly come to my senses and fall in love with them on the spot.”
“Love doesn’t generally work like that,” Aliea noted and tied off her thread so she could toss the mended shirt into the pile of laundry. The fine steel needle went carefully into the needle case on her chatelaine. Good needles were expensive, and she only had a few. “Although I suppose I can’t cast many stones, given how we met, and what happened after.”
“It’s no fault of mine that I heard a river sprite singing in the forest and lost my heart on the spot,” Saber joked as his mood lightened in the peace and quiet of their little sanctuary. “But I do have something to ask you, here with just the two of us.”
“Alright,” Aliea said curiously. Her mending finished, she turned in his arms so she could lay her head on his chest. “What’s on your mind?”
“You will be queen when this rebellion succeeds, and my father is dead,” he said slowly. Aliea got the impression that he was selecting each word carefully. “But I know you’ve read enough history to know that the years after that will be… trying. It will be impossible to kill everyone who has ever been loyal to the king. I… have a way to bring them to your cause peacefully once you sit the throne.”
Aliea thought she might know what he was coming at, but she wanted to hear him say it. “I’m listening.”
He hesitated, and kissed the top of her head again before tangling their fingers together as he abandoned all of his polished artistry all at once.
“Will you marry me, River Sprite?” he asked softly in he quiet of the empty workroom and the thin winter sun. “Not just for the good of the kingdom, but because I love you, and I want little more than to spend our lives together?”
“It’s going to be so complicated,” Aliea whispered, although her breath was coming short and tears were in her eyes. “There’s going to be fighting, and political problems, and probably a lot of people trying to kill me. Are you sure? It won’t be peaceful, maybe for years.”
“My life has never been peaceful, but with you, it has been happy,” Saber promised her hopefully. Despite his nerves, and the way his heart pounded under her ear, he held her gently. “Wedded or no, you have my heart and everything that comes attached, but I hope that you would be my wife as well as my queen.”
“My uncle will be furious,” Aliea said, but her mind was made up already. Had been made up ever since she spoke to her grandmother. She, at least, would approve. She would understand. “But if I am to give my life to the service of this kingdom, if I am to be queen, I will have no one but you by my side. Yes, Saber. I will marry you, and damn anyone who disapproves.”
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Raise a Hand
River Sprite
Up the Cliffside
In the Mountains (Subscriber Only!)
Over a Long Night
Swamp Water Tea (Subscriber Only!)
A Breath of Rebellion
Whispers of War
Helpless No More (Subscriber Only!)
Lessons for a Lady (Subscriber Only!)
Silks and Secrets
A Discussion of Family (Subscriber Only!)
Cousins by Candlelight (Subscriber Only!)
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Words of Warning
Summoned to Crown
Echo Blade (Subscriber Only!)
Carriage Secrets
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Trusted Shared
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In the Garden (Subscriber Only!)
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I was not tagged but I wanted to share some sketches and possibly writing as I come out of my mini hiatus. You know, to make me feel like I accomplished something.
My next D&D character, Kaleo (they/them)! I have decided my friendship has ended with elves, tieflings are my new favorite. They're a warlock/barbarian and its going to be a western themed setting. They have a crow familiar and they're patron is a bard devil. Think devil went down to georgia meets raphael baldur's gate 3 but also non binary.
I've had this one in my wip folder for about four months. Surprise, surprise, Zafir and his sword. not sure if this one will ever be finished but I love the composition of it so maybe some day.
Shadowheart doing Draven's eyeshadow meme. Sometimes I try way too hard with my sketches I should stop doing that.
Some writing now:
The pair were silent as they drank in the scene. Helvia kneeled down, placing her hand against the earth and closing her eyes. Green tendrils of magic swirled around her hand and seeped into the ground below. She retracted her hand. “It was difficult for the land to bounce back,” Helvia murmured. “Magical fire burns differently than natural fire.”
“Yet, nature still persists,” Zafir glanced around the grove.
“Yes, it just needs a little help.” Helvia kneeled, her hands reconnecting to the earth. She began to chant in the druidic language. The tendrils spread from her fingers and throughout the entire grove. It shimmered, then sunk into every living plant and non-living rock and hollow, dead tree. As her spell ended, the glow faded. Nothing changed immediately visually, but even Zafir could feel the change in the atmosphere. The grip of death loosened, and wounds of the land were closed. Hope sprung anew, and the sun would smile upon the forest again. “Shouldn't be long now, it will bounce back much stronger than before.” Helvia stood and walked to the center of the foundation, Zafir followed.
He remembered where each of the rooms were in her quaint lodge, he could see her tending to her herbs in the kitchen, and Avren running around outside. He yearned again for that life, however brief it was twenty years gone. “What I would give to have it back.” Zafir murmured.
Helvia stepped closer to him. “You have already surrendered enough, my heart,” she placed her hands on his cheeks, and searched his golden eyes. “Let me mend this.”
Something I've been chipping away at as an epilogue to the previous D&D campaign.
As the elevation hiked, the ground became invisible under the piles of snow. The sulfur fields of Eastmarch came into view, and Lazarus was hit with the rotten smell. It reminded him of some areas in Morrowind, and while his nose recoiled at the stench, his gut twisted at the reminder he was far from home.
“We’re not too far from Windhelm now, we should reach it by sunfall,” Kaidan called out, his anxiety leaking into his voice.
Lazarus sent him an annoyed glance. “What has you so nervous?” He asked, despite knowing the answer.
Kaidan returned a similar look. “Have you traveled through Skyrim, ever? She isn’t always pleasant breezes and calm skies.”
“No, I was going to pick up a map in Riften if the damned Thalmor hadn’t stopped me,” Lazarus sighed. The breeze turned into a wind that cut through Lazarus’ robes. It was a cold that penetrated the bone, and Lazarus found himself shivering. Kaidan picked up the pace, falling next to his companion.
“I should have known,” Kaidan muttered. He unclipped his cloak and threw it over Lazarus’ shoulders. “It won’t warm you up any faster, but it will stop the wind from cuttin through ya.”
Part of Lazarus recoiled at the gesture, and wanted to shrug the ragged thing off. The other, sensible part was relieved Kaidan wouldn’t let him freeze to death. He decided to listen to the latter, and tugged the cloak tighter around his shoulders, he put his hood up. "Thanks, sera," He murmured.
From my next fic, Call in the Wind. Lazarus being stubborn. What else.
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the blind date | myg
Pairing: (non-idol) bestfriend!Yoongi x reader (feat. Hobi and Jennie)
Word count: ~6K
Summary: one of your best friends had set up a blind date for you but the night takes a turn when you come home alone.
Genre/Warnings: smut, mentions of smoking weed
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One of your best friends had set you up on a blind date. One of your best friends, meaning the one you recently fell in love with but would never become something more. He was off limits simply because he was one of your best friends.
“Hobi, our dear _____ is all grown up” Yoongi says as he helps himself to the contents of your fridge, grabbing a beer you had bought earlier this week.
“I know it’s been a long time _____ but I I know he’s gonna sweep you off your feet” he says rushing back to the living room where you’re basically showing them your outfits.
“That is too raunchy” Hobi says “are y’all going to the club?” He says as he snorts and laughs. You stick your tongue out as you head back to your room to change for the umpteenth time.
Your room is a hot mess considering all the clothes on your bed and floor, trying to find the perfect outfit. Not that you care about what you look like for the blind date.
“Yoongiiiiii” you begin to whine “I literally cannot find ANYTHING”. You sit on a pile of clothes on the bed. “Can you just tell him I caught the bug and won’t be able to reschedule for the next 6 months?”.
You lay on your bed, pulling out your phone from the pocket of your hoodie to scroll through Instagram before Yoongi comes in with a bowl of strawberries.
“_____ remember, let your yes be yes and your no be no. And you said yes so you can’t take it back” he says as he sticks his tongue out at you before indulging in a bite.
“I only said yes because you basically said yes for me” you whine, dropping your phone to your side as you sit up and stare at Yoongi as you’re now looking and feeling defeated.
“I’m okay with where I am in life Yoongi. All I need is Jennie, you, Hobi, and my handy dandy vibrator” you say as you wait for his reaction.
And you know exactly how he responds “You’re sick _______” you both say at the same time as you mock him.
He looks at you then to the pile of clothes on your bed. He puts down the bowl before grabbing a cute blouse and then throws it on your lap.
“Wear this with your favorite pair of jeans and those black heeled boots” he says before completely leaving your room, taking another bite of the strawberries. He leaves the door open to show that he’s not completely scarred from what you just said.
You bring the blouse to your attention and check yourself in the mirror and you can see that outfit actually working out.
“Thank you Yoongiiiiii!” You yell so that he can hear you. And then you set it aside as you begin to clean up the mountain of clothes.
You have your country music playing because for whatever reason it puts you in a good mood. Hobi quietly walks in as you’re turned around hanging up stuff in your closet.
“So which one are you going with?” He suddenly says, scaring you half to death.
“Hobi, what the hell!” You yell, hitting him on the shoulder. You look at each other before you both start laughing.
You hold up the blouse and pants as you point to the shoes and he gives you a thumbs up in approval. He moves some clothes to one side of the bed as he sits down.
“I can’t believe you’re really going” he says so that only you can hear. “But, I’m also proud of you for actually trying”.
The last time you dated someone was over 2 years ago and if it weren’t for Hobi and Yoongi, who knows where you would be.
They picked up the pieces of your broken heart, along with your actual best friend/roommate Jennie. They helped mend the parts of you that you thought would never heal and you’re eternally grateful for them all.
And you weren’t lying earlier when you said all you needed were the 3 of them. Yet they insisted you go on a date.
It doesn’t help that Jennie and Hobi have been together for the past 5 years. They got together a year after you and Jennie became roommates going into your third year of college. And Yoongi automatically became part of your clique since he’s been Hobi’s best friend since their diaper days.
What you love about your dear friends is the balance. Hobi is the outgoing one of the group, you can say possibly the leader out of the four of you. Jennie is the voice of reason. Yoongi is the unique and spontaneous one. While you were the empath and the motherly one.
You all had roles in the group that it always worked out. And when you and/or Yoongi had significant others it only added to the group’s strength.
Which is why Yoongi had pushed for this blind date because he wanted you to be happy. He wanted the group to feel more complete. He was tired of being the other 3rd wheel to Hobi and Jennie’s dates. He wanted another buddy to drink with since Hobi was tied up.
And although you loved their relationship as well, you also wished for more. But in a different way. You thought that you didn’t need to add to your group. You could see yourself being with Yoongi, truly completing the group.
But he pushed for dates for you consistently as he had brought in some girls throughout the years. And you always said no, often being the 5th wheel. But you didn’t mind. Because you never felt that way, well not with Hobi and Jennie at least.
Some of the ladies Yoongi brought around were nice, but most of them just had no personality to them. But Yoongi couldn’t help it, he was quite the ladies man.
Which was part of the reason why you said yes to the blind date. Because you realized your feelings for Yoongi were getting too deep and you know that sooner or later he’s gonna end up in a legit relationship and you were scared you’d end up alone.
Sure it would hurt when you hear Hobi’s gossip about Yoongi’s sexcapades, but you also knew they wouldn’t last. So you kept Yoongi close, maybe a little too close.
Because sometimes when you catch him staring at you with those captivating brown eyes, or when he smiles from cheek to cheek and starts laughing at your jokes, or when he shows off his gummy smile, it drives you insane.
You’d risk it all if you could but you would never because 1) it would change the dynamic of your beloved friend group and 2) you’re certain he doesn’t feel the same way.
So as much as you’re dreading this blind date, you also told yourself you’ll go with the flow. You take your precious time getting ready while the guys are rummaging through your cabinets and fridge for food.
“_____ you have 20 more minutes!” Yoongi calls out when you’re just about done with your falsies. You sigh as you look at yourself in the mirror. You’re content with everything but the date itself.
“Just one night, so they can shut up for 4 months” you mouthed to yourself in the mirror before taking one final look. You grab the Gucci purse Jennie gifted you last Christmas.
You didn’t see Yoongi leaning against the door post with salt and vinegar chips in hand. “Wow” he says almost inaudibly, but you saw him through the mirror. You turn around to look at him.
“How do I look Yoongs?” You say swaying your body as you slowly turn around. He looks at you in the eyes and then to your figure before he approaches you.
“You look amazing” he manages to say moments after and you can’t help but feel butterflies in your stomach from the way he compliments you and the way he’s looking at you.
“I-I-I hope you have fun on your date ___” he stutters as he looks around your room instead of focusing on you, as if he was nervous himself.
“I highly doubt it but thank you Yoongi! What do you have planned for tonight?” You say giving him a not so innocent grin.
“Ehh Hobi and Jennie want me to tag along to meet up with some people at that one bar they frequent, but we’ll see” he says looking your way and down to your figure again.
Since you’ve known Yoongi, you’ve never caught him staring at you, so when you catch him in the act it gets both of you flustered. But you shake it off as you playfully smack him with the purse in your hand and you both laugh it off and head to the living room.
“Wow ____ you look great! If this date goes well you’ll finally end your dry spell!” Hobi says as he takes a good look at you. And for whatever reason you start to feel your cheeks start to blush.
You try to pretend you weren’t fazed and slap him on his shoulder out of spite. “You’re the worst, Jung Hoseok” you say before getting some water before heading out.
“Also, I know y’all are going out tonight but if worse comes to worse, can y’all pick me up?” You blurt out casually, chuckling out of nervousness. But in reality, you’re actually starting to feel nervous.
“You’re gonna be fine _____” Hobi says reassuringly. “We did a background check and everything” he says nonchalantly before opening a bag of cookies. The funny thing is you know he’s not lying. Because you know Jennie would do something like just because.
“Well boys, I’ll see y’all later! Wish me luck!” You say hesitantly, hoping they’d hear your unamused tone and save you from going. But as expected, they’re focused on whatever show is playing and munching away.
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You quietly open the door to your apartment to see that it’s pitched black and you let out the sigh you’ve been holding in all night.
You instantly take off your heeled boots by the door and take off your coat as you make your way to lay on the couch.
You turn on the lamp before heading to the kitchen to grab some water, and just as you were able to sit you end up jumping, scared out of your mind to find someone laying on the couch.
“What the hell Yoongi!” you said startled as hell as you try to calm down your nerves.
He rubs his eyes a little before adjusting to the light. “Mmmm” is all he manages to say as he tries to wake himself and find the strength to make space for you.
“Wait” he says, straightening himself up and suddenly as alert as ever, “how was your date? Is he coming here? Oh shit” he says sitting up straight to straighten out the pillows on the couch.
“Yoongs, you’re okay” you say chuckling as you pat him on the shoulder. “No one’s coming over at this time” you said in a little more softer tone in hopes that he didn’t hear you.
You finally take a seat before stretching your legs on top of the coffee table and tilt your head backwards to rest on the couch.
“So, should I not ask how the date went?” Yoongi asks as he rests his arm behind you on the backside of the couch. And for whatever reason, he makes you a little speechless at this gesture.
You look at him trying to read his expression. He looks like he’s all ears, but you also don’t want him to be the first person you spill all the tea to, so you try to organize your thoughts.
“You can ask, Yoongi. You can literally ask me anything” you say as you raise your glass up to drink some water. And he knows that you mean that.
He looks at the clock on the wall and his eyes suddenly grow bigger. “Wait a damn minute, it’s only 9?! Why are you home?!” He says checking the time on his phone to make sure he’s not tripping.
“I cut that date short” you giggled right before taking another sip of water.
“But why ______?!” He says basically grabbing the couch from behind you. He looks like he’s ready to yell but holds in his breath.
“I wasn’t feeling it Yoongi, it’s that plain and simple” you say pouting suddenly. “He seemed really cool and I wish I could have tried harder.. but I don’t know..” you said thinking back to the date.
He was attractive. He was a gentleman. He was going somewhere in life. He had dreams and aspirations that almost aligned with yours. But in reality, he wasn’t Yoongi. And for whatever reason, how Yoongi stared at you earlier today replayed in your mind the hour and a half you were out.
But you’d never admit that to your inner circle, especially to Yoongi himself. So you take a deep breath and let out a sigh, hoping he would take the hint you were done with that conversation.
“Wait, if it’s only 9pm why were you KO’d on my couch and not out with our besties?” You say reaching for the bag of chips he was probably munching on before he knocked out.
He laughs and shrugs, “I wanted to nap before I went out with Hobi and Jennie” he says as he steals the chip from your hand.
You were a little sad to hear he was still planning on going out. You wanted to hear that he’d stay and comfort you after your failed attempt at a date. But you also know that would be asking for too much.
“Well, hopefully you have enough energy for tonight” you said, reaching in the bag for another chip or three before stuffing it into your mouth.
“Actually I don’t think I have the mental capacity to be out at a bar right now. But I wouldn’t say no to a nice walk around the neighborhood” he says nonchalantly. “You down?”
You look at him for a quick second and he begins looking at you with puppy eyes and a cute pout you can never refuse. “Fine, let me just change” you say as you head to your room.
Thankfully your apartment complex is gated and has its own park. You and Yoongi start your walk when he takes out a blunt and lights it. It’s something you both enjoy after a stressful day, especially after a day of helping Hobi and Jennie work through their issues.
With you and Yoongi, there’s never a time when it has been awkward between you two, except maybe now. You’re both extremely quiet, which is a first. You don’t know what to say and you feel that he has more questions but doesn’t want to pry.
After walking and sharing the blunt for five minutes, you decided to take initiative, “I appreciate you setting up the date Yoongs, and I’m sorry if this ruins your friendship with the guy” you say, chuckling nervously.
He takes a hit and takes in a deep breath before exhaling. “Was he a dick to you?” He asks, almost as if he was starting to get angry, which surprised you to say the least.
“Oh my gosh, no way. He was a gentleman through and through” you say reassuring your friend. “I swear he didn’t do anything weird or gross”.
He was then quiet again, and you wish you could read his mind at this point. You also wish that you can just be truthful. But you suppress those thoughts down the bottom of the barrel of your train of thoughts.
It was as if he was about to speak his mind, but instead he sighs and takes another hit. And then seconds later, another one.
“What’s wrong Yoongs?” You ask, hearing and seeing his change in demeanor. He straightens his posture up as you two continue on walking.
“I don’t want to say I’m upset because I’m not. But I swear he was the perfect match for you” he begins before he takes another hit. “He’s literally everything you want in a guy,” he says, almost sounding disappointed.
Your eyes widened at his confession. Why is he so affected? You try to gather your thoughts but you’re honestly dumbfounded. You find yourself grabbing the blunt, taking a couple of hits yourself.
“I know Yoongs. I have no idea what’s wrong with me” you admit. You take another hit when you notice that he’s walking closer to you now. And then suddenly he wraps his arm around you.
“Nothing’s wrong with you ____” is all he manages to say. He grabs the blunt from you and takes a hit still holding onto you. Your mind is going crazy but you’re trying to keep it cool.
“I think you’re amazing ____” he continues on as he passes you the blunt. And it’s as if he was suddenly aware of his arm holding on to you because he slowly drops it down back to his side.
“Thanks Yoongi” you say shyly as you playfully bump into him, missing the warmth his arm provided for you. You surprise yourself as you link your arm with his. But he doesn’t seem to mind.
For the rest of the walk, you take turns with the blunt while telling each other your worst dating experiences.
You make it back to your apartment and both of you are pretty high. He makes it back to the couch with the chips in one hand as he motions you to sit next to him with his other hand.
You and Yoongi have cuddled before, multiple times, high as a kite and usually you would think nothing of it. It’s just how your friendship worked, and it’s not like you’ve ever kissed or anything.
But as he’s picking some random documentary on Netflix, your mind starts playing tricks on you. Does it feel different to him as well or are you just too emotional right now?
You quietly sigh as you rest your head on his shoulder and his arm is suddenly wrapped around you. Then you realize that his hand is slowly lowering, from your shoulder to your elbow and now close to your waist.
Stop trippin’ you say to yourself as you try your hardest to focus on the documentary, completely unaware of what’s going on.
Yoongi rests his head on yours, squeezing your side a little more intently and you can’t remember if he’s done this before or if you’re just caught up in your feels. But every single movement, every little thing he’s doing is driving you crazy.
“Hey ______” he says, lifting his head up and moving his hand away from you to take a good look at you. You hold back your sigh from instantly missing the warmth of his hold and look at him.
“Yes Yoongi?” You respond back with half a smile on your face. And as you take a good look at him, it’s an expression you’ve never seen.
“What are you looking for in a guy?” He says after hesitating for a moment. Your eyes grow big at this sudden question and realize you may be too high to answer this appropriately.
“Hmm” you say, placing your index finger on your chin. As you look at Yoongi, you see that he’s watching you very carefully.
“I want a man who won’t complete me but complement me” you say and pause trying to think of more. He shifts his body so that he’s completely facing you and you automatically lose your train of thought.
He leans in closer looking into your gaze, as if he was searching for something only your eyes can answer.
“Do you think we complement each other ____?” He asks suddenly and you swear your heart skipped a beat.
You avoid his eyes for a minute to look past him. You feel the temperature rising and a ball of anxiety form in your chest. Why is he asking you these questions? But before you can answer his question he grabs one of your hand with his.
“I think we complement each other _____” he says and squeezes your hand. “I think we complement each other more than we know”.
You’re speechless and motionless. Is he really telling you this right now or are you dreaming this?
“_______, I set up your date with the intent of helping you find your soulmate. But as soon as you walked out the door earlier, I realized that it was a mistake” he says. He lets go of your hand but keeps his eyes focused on you.
You find the strength to meet his gaze that was full of desperation. What was he implying?
“What are you saying Yoongi?” You ask, holding your gaze on him.
He holds out his hand and helps you to straddle over his thighs and makes you lean closer to him.
“I want you _____. I want you for myself” he says as he rests both of his hands on your waist.
If your heart could explode at any time, it would be now. You look at him and see a whole new side of Yoongi you’ve never seen. His eyes have darkened, and his usual fluffy expression is now replaced with this new sexy look.
“Do you want me too?” He asks, letting go of his hold, suddenly afraid of overstepping boundaries.
You gently lift your hips only to carefully roll them on his lap and wrap both of your arms around his shoulders, leaning to one side of his head.
“There’s only one person I’ve ever wanted,” you whisper into his ear before caressing his hair from the back of his head.
And that was all it took for him to delve his lips to yours. His soft lips meet yours and it sends electricity all over your body.
He grabs your face with one hand as his other hand makes way to your ass, giving you permission to follow his lead. But instead you lean back a little to catch your breath.
“All I wanted was you Min Yoongi” you confess before reeling back into the kiss. And it ignites something in both of you because now you’re both deepening the kiss.
He gently bites your lower lip and you instantly moan. You just want him to devour you. He’s licking your bottom lip with his tongue making you moan once again before his tongue meets yours.
And soon enough you’re rolling your hips, wanting more. He grabs your ass with both hands to help relieve the tension while all focusing on the kiss.
You pull on his hair, making him moan from the sudden gesture and it drives both of you insane.
He moves his hands up to the hem of your sweater and begins lifting it, but you stop him before he can take it off.
“Wait” you say trying to catch your breath. “I want you.. in my room” you say. He licks his lips and nods. He watches you carefully get off his lap. You grab hold of his hand and lead him to your room.
You quickly shut the door behind you before leading Yoongi closer to your bed. You would do anything to be on his lap again. But before you can even do that, you take off your sweater fully exposing your top half to him.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous _____. I swear you’ll be the death of me” he says mimicking your gesture as he starts taking off his clothes.
In a matter of seconds, all that’s left is your panties and his boxers and it is very evident that he’s horny for you. His dick is still constrained yet he looks huge.
You step towards him to help take off his boxers as you’re more than curious to see all of him. But before you can do anything he grabs you and pushes you onto your bed.
“Baby” he says, with a sexy grin on his face, “let me cater to you” he says as you’re sitting on the edge of the bed.
Your mind goes blank for a second, unsure of how to respond, but he takes the lead and begins pulling down your panties.
“So fucking gorgeous” Yoongi whispers as he kneels down. He can’t help but stare at your body. “Do you know how many times I’ve dreamt about this? About you?” He says, licking his lips as he parts your thighs before locking his gaze to yours.
He caresses your thighs very slightly yet it still sends shivers throughout your body. This man will be the death of me, you think to yourself.
He leans in closer and kisses the inside of your thighs. You can’t contain it anymore as you lean back on your elbows, biting your lower lip to hold yourself back from screaming.
“You’re so fucking wet baby” he says as he touches your folds with his index and middle finger. Your eyes roll back from the sensation.
He begins rubbing your clit and this time you don’t hold back as you moan from the pleasure of someone else’s hand.
“Fuck, that feels so good” you manage to say, which is all he wanted to hear. He rubs your clit a little faster now and you try to grab tight to anything. It feels so damn good you never want him to stop.
But he does. And you can’t help but gasp at the sudden loss of pleasure. You look down and all you see is his dark orbs and a mischievous grin.
“If you want more baby, you need to beg,” he says as he kisses your inner thigh.
“I need you Min Yoongi. I need you right now” you beg. He looks up to you with the most devious smirk before he kisses your core.
He then begins to suck on and lick your clit carefully and you can’t help but moan his name. His dick twitches from hearing you and he begins to fasten the pace.
You can’t help but squirm and moan as you basically thrust yourself onto his face. He’s striking every nerve and all you can do at this point is moan and hold tight to the sheets.
“Fuck, right there” you say leaning your head back. He then inserts his index finger into your core, making your eyes roll back.
“Fuck, fuck, that feels so good” you say as you try to level out your breathing. Your pussy clenches around his finger as he begins thrusting it in and out of you.
“You like that baby?” He says as he adds his middle finger. And all you can do is moan in reply.
“I want you to cum for me” he says as he quickens the pace with his fingers, reaching deeper into you. And he shifts his focus from your core to your clit in an instance.
Your pussy is clenching and your toes are curling and you try to grab anything at this point as your orgasm gets the best of you. Satisfied and pleased in ways you haven’t been, you continue to moan as your orgasm takes over you.
“Fuck you’re so hot baby” Yoongi says wiping off your juice from his mouth with the backside of his hand.
You lay down all the way, trying to recover from your high when you feel pressure as Yoongi hovers over you.
“I’m not done with you yet baby” he says with the same grin on his face from earlier. He grabs your face and gently kisses you and you feel his hardened length by your core.
He adds more weight onto you as he kisses your neck down to your collarbone. With one hand by your head and his focus on your collarbone, you try to reach for his length, making him grunt.
“Lay on your back” you say as you grab onto his shoulders. You both get up quickly and readjust so that he’s resting his head on your pillows.
You waste no time and pull down his boxers seeing his dick in all its glory and you’re basically drooling.
“Fuck” you sigh at the sight of his dick and you lick your lips. You look up to Yoongi’s face and all you see is lust as he rests his hands behind his head.
You move so that you’re in between his legs and grab hold of his length, grabbing it at the base. You begin pumping his length, carefully admiring it when you hear him grunting.
“Fuck baby” he says trying to keep his eyes open. But your touch is driving him insane and you’ve barely begun.
You offer him a smirk before lowering yourself so that your face is right by his length. You quickly look up and you just know Yoongi is about to lose it.
You take in his length inch by inch, licking it as you lower yourself. Your core clenches, wanting to feel him inside you already, but you know that it’ll be worth the wait.
“Your mouth feels so good baby,” he says, biting his lower lip. You quickly look up and you wish you could savor this forever.
You grab his thigh with one hand and take in his length again, slowly trying to take in as much as you can. You gag when you reach your limit, causing him to moan out your name.
“Fuck baby” he says trying to reach for your head. He pulls on your hair while you continue sucking him off.
You fasten your pace, and you’re using one of your hands and the moans that are coming out of his mouth is like music to your ears.
You would let him cum in your mouth, shit, you would let him cum anywhere, but he stops you from going any further.
You sit up to see him out of breath and he motions for you to lay right next to him. But instead you straddle him by his thighs. His eyes lit up for a second as you began rubbing your clit, not that you need to because you’re soaking wet.
You lift yourself up and grab hold of his length from underneath you.
“Baby, you’re so fucking hot” he says as he grabs hold of your hip.
You look up at him as he stares at his length. You hold his forearm and gently lower yourself onto him, making both of you grunt.
You’re both morning and swearing as he fills you up and you try to sit up as straight as you can to maintain the control. You lift yourself up and thrust down to feel him fill you.
“Fuck” he says trying to stay focused. But he can’t help but close his eyes at the pleasure he feels.
You lean forward, as your hands grab hold of his chest and you begin riding him. And fuck does it feel good. You quicken your pace when grabs hold of your hips and begins thrusting himself into you from underneath.
“Damn baby, you have no idea how good you feel” he says as he squeezes your hips tightly. You smirk and let go of his chest to lean backwards, grabbing one of his thighs.
You’re both moaning at this new angle and he grabs one of your breasts, punching one of your nipples, and you can’t help but moan and curse.
“Slow down baby” he says trying to slow you down. “I don’t want to cum just yet,” he says.
You lift yourself off of him and softly kiss him, both of you out of breath. You look at him and say, “I want you to fuck me from behind Min Yoongi” and his eyes lit up again.
You move to the other side of the bed, on all fours, arching your back as he positions you so he can stand on the ground while you’re still on the bed.
“Fuck _______, you’re perfect” he says holding on to your ass.
“So” he says as he smacks your right cheek “fucking” smacks your right cheek again “perfect” he says and grabs your hips.
He aligns his length at your entrance and you moan, missing the feeling of him inside you. But before he does anything else, he leans forward to kiss your back.
He slips himself in and slowly fills you up. Your eyes roll back for the umpteenth time, feeling so full in this new position. You moan into your pillow as he begins thrusting himself into you.
“Oh fuck” you say, screaming into the pillow as he suddenly quickens to a relentless pace. You’re grabbing tight to your pillow and feel pleasure with each thrust.
“You like how that feels baby?” He says while grunting. You let out a loud moan in response.
But suddenly he gathers and grabs your hair, “answer me with your words baby” he says, pulling it tighter and you’re forced to lift your body a little.
“It feels fucking amazing” you say panting in between your words. His thrust reaches deeper making you moan louder. He pulls your hair and helps you lift yourself up without messing up his rhythm.
“Fuck baby” he says with one hand now on your back. You can tell he’s close to reaching his high as his thrusts gets a little more sloppier.
So you rest on one elbow and begin rubbing your clit with your other hand. The increased pleasure causes you to moan even louder which drives Yoongi crazy.
He lets go of your hair and your upper body instantly falls on the bed. He grabs your hips tightly as his thrusts become more stronger.
You’re rubbing yourself at a faster pace as you feel your orgasm approaching when suddenly you feel Yoongi smacking your ass.
“Shit, you’re so tight baby. I’m not gonna last” he says, smacking your flesh once again, trying to maintain the pace.
He spreads your legs apart a little more and deepens his thrust in hopes you’d reach your climax before he does. He slows his pace down as you rub your clit faster.
“Cum for me baby” he says, holding you down and you begin moaning relentlessly feeling your orgasm approaching. Your pussy starts clenching around his dick and all that you hear are both of your moans and skin slapping against skin. You start backing yourself up into him.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck” Yoongi says, trying so hard to not cum before you.
And suddenly your orgasm crashes over you like a wave. Yoongi pulls out and finishes off all over your back. You both are out of breath but feel so satisfied.
Yoongi steps out of your room to grab a towel for each of you.
You scoot up on your bed before your head crashes into the pillow, exhausted but content. Yoongi finishes cleaning himself and carefully joins you.
“Yoongs?” You ask calmly. You turn to face him, aware that you’re both naked and exposed.
“Yes _______?” He answers back. He leans in to kiss your forehead.
“You complement me more than anyone I know” you say almost in a whisper, tucking your hair behind your ear.
You both can’t help but smile before closing your eyes, and he pulls you closer so that you’re cuddled up closely.
You’re thankful for the failed blind date, because in the end, it led you to the right person, the only person you’ve ever wanted.
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Confronting Past Life Pick a Pile
What wounds do you carry from a past life and how can you begin to mend your soul?
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Pile One (Sodalite):
Who were you in a relevant past life?
Queen of Pentacles:
You were a very sensual and loving person in a past life. Over the course of your life, you were an extremely hard worker and accumulated great success. Having enough money enabled you to surround yourself with the things you loved, including nature and animals. The people in your life knew they could count on you to help them when they needed it, especially when it came to financial support.
What is something unresolved from that life?
Three of Pentacles:
In this lifetime you may have been a celebrity, and as a result of your success, you were the subject of jealousy from many people. These people tried spreading lies about the way you earned your success. Since they wanted what you had and saw how humble you were, they hated you for it, so they made up rumors about you as a result. You really tried to spread love rather than hate, especially when it came to these people. You thought you could teach people to be nice and not to be hateful. You tried to achieve this with all your might, but it was not possible, unfortunately.
You may have been an earth sign, Virgo, Taurus, or Capricorn, in your past life or in this life.
You could also have an Aquarius North Node.
How does it affect you in this life?
Five of Pentacles:
You really struggle in this lifetime to accumulate success and wealth. Despite your efforts, you still struggle to make enough money to support yourself and those you love. Success does not come as easily to you in this lifetime.
Why do you need to complete that unresolved issue?
Strength:
With your current struggles, you also have trouble having the strength to deal with the issues. You are capable of getting through the difficulties you are facing, but you lack the confidence in yourself to do so. This issue of a lack of confidence must be resolved so that you can channel your inner strength to begin accumulating more wealth and success.
How can you complete that unresolved issue?
Justice:
For some, you may feel you need to cheat the system to get what you desire. The appearance of this card alerts you to the fact that you shouldn't go forward with that. To resolve the issues you are facing, you need to be fair. In addition, you should not second-guess your success. To me, it feels as though all the negativity you couldn't overcome in the past life is affecting you now, making you feel unworthy of success, or incapable of being successful. Do not fall into the trap of not believing in yourself. It is essential that you let go of your fears if you are to overcome these challenges.
What is an important lesson you need to fully understand?
King of Wands:
The lack of confidence prevents you from pursuing your desires, and as a consequence, you lack the drive and passion to do so. The lesson you need to learn is that you need passion and drive to succeed. Your success in your past life was easy and you didn't have to work hard for it, but in this lifetime you must learn to work hard for what you want.
What is an energy/characteristic that you should channel from that life?
The Devil:
In your current life, you need to tap into the strong-willed nature you had in your past life. You never let anything bring you down in the past and you struggle to do this in this current life. Your strong-willed nature will help you overcome your struggles of accumulating success and allow you to become confident in yourself.
Channeled Messages from Guides:
“You are our answered prayer.”
“Magic exists in the form of energy. What is your energy creating today? How does it make you feel?”
Letters:
R
X
I
E
Q
Blank - whatever you feel fits.
Pile Two (Green Aventurine Moon):
Who were you in a relevant past life?
Seven of Wands:
You were very altruistic in this past life. Fighting against oppression. You stood your ground and were an ally to people who needed someone on their side. You were very courageous and determined in your convictions. It seems to me that you took part in many protests. Perhaps you formed groups that fought for people who were being mistreated.
What is something unresolved from that life?
Ten of Wands:
In your past life, you worked very hard to achieve your goal, but it seems like you never succeeded. Your hard work did not pay off in that lifetime. Many of you may have given up when nothing seemed to be happening and your work was ineffective.
How does it affect you in this life?
King of Wands:
There was so much passion in that past life, but all your hard work didn't pay off. Therefore, in this lifetime, you carry that sadness of not achieving what you set your heart on. Since your soul still hasn't healed from your past wounds, you lack the passion to pursue your desires. This wound also leaves you lacking confidence in pursuing your goals.
It's possible that you were a Fire sign in that life or this life, Aries, Leo, or Sagittarius.
Why do you need to complete that unresolved issue?
Ten of Swords:
This soul wound is causing a great deal of destruction in your life. You lack the confidence and passion to pursue your desires, and this affects all areas of your life, including romance, career, school, and health. It seems that every time you try to follow your dreams, you self-sabotage, and things crumble around you, leaving you wondering why you did that. This is your soul wound that still needs to be healed.
How can you complete that unresolved issue?
Knight of Wands:
Find your passion and enthusiasm in this life. Seek out activities that bring out your more enthusiastic side. Bring passion back into your life by discovering new things.
Six of Cups:
Additionally, you could try doing things you were passionate about in your past life. Maybe you should join a group that works to combat oppression. Make your voice heard and stand up for what you believe in.
What is an important lesson you need to fully understand?
The Magician:
Willpower is the key to The Magician's success. They set their intentions and then follow through on them. This is your lesson for this lifetime. You need to start setting and achieving goals. Do not give up like you did in the past.
What is an energy/characteristic that you should channel from that life?
King of Pentacles:
It is the King of Pentacles who pursues their goals until the very end. They do not worry about losing out on anything, as they are very confident and secure within themselves. This is how you were in the past, and this is what you need to channel in this life in order to heal.
Channeled Messages from Guides:
“Take charge of your schedule during this busy time and honestly assess your underlying reasons for being busy.”
“Times of heightened emotions and sensitivity call for extra self-care and gentleness.”
Letters:
I
I
A
K
V
E
Pile Three (Rose Quartz):
Who were you in a relevant past life?
The Devil (reversed):
In a past life, you struggled with addictions, and most of your life was devoted to freeing yourself from those addictions. For most of your life, you were becoming self-aware, understanding your purpose and how you can be healthy.
The Moon (reversed):
You felt pretty unhappy in your past life too, feeling very anxious. It was this that pushed you to break free from addictions and fears, along with your negativity.
What is something unresolved from that life?
The World (reversed):
In your pursuit to be free of these things, it seems that you didn't fully succeed. Though you were successful in letting go of those addictions and fears, you still struggled to feel complete and happy. The whole focus of your life seemed to be on becoming healthy, and once you reached your goal, you didn't know what to do with your life. You had no clue what your passions were, and what made you happy.
How does it affect you in this life?
Eight of Pentacles:
The drive and passion you need to excel at your career or hobbies are lacking in this lifetime. You really struggle to maintain a job or hobby long enough to become good at it. Because of your soul wounds, you have difficulty sticking with one thing for a long period of time.
Why do you need to complete that unresolved issue?
The Lovers:
You are really struggling to fall in love not only with others and things but also with yourself because of this wound. Due to your fear of commitment, you struggle to maintain one thing in your life, so you don't really know what makes you happy. You don't know how to love yourself. You need to heal from this wound in order to begin to love yourself and others.
How can you complete that unresolved issue?
Four of Swords:
You need to slow down and rest. Stop jumping from one thing to another. Put an end to not letting yourself get comfortable. It is okay to devote a lot of time and energy to one passion. It doesn't mean you're missing out on life, as long as it makes you happy. You need rest to heal.
What is an important lesson you need to fully understand?
The Empress:
In this lifetime you need to understand that by not staying in place for a long period of time you are running from your growth. Also, what you're running from is your abundant future. If you genuinely want to feel happy and secure in your life, you must learn to stick with one thing and stick with it until the very end. Your life will be filled with abundance if you do this.
What is an energy/characteristic that you should channel from that life?
Queen of Pentacles:
The Queen of Pentacles is very loving and warm. Their hard work has made them very successful in life. In your past life, you stuck with your journey of being healthy and free from negativity. You need to channel that hard work and warmth in this lifetime. This is what will help you.
Channeled Messages from Guides:
“Are you ready? Are you sure? There is no turning back now.”
“Unlock the magick within.”
Letters:
H
E
T
O
E
O
Pile Four (Goldstone Star):
Who were you in a relevant past life?
Knight of Swords:
You were very socially adept in your past life. It was your quick wit and charm that really attracted others to you. Your lack of humility was made worse by your inflated sense of self-importance, which also gave you the ability to lead well. Despite your lack of patience, your aggressive side made you successful.
What is something unresolved from that life?
Ten of Wands:
Your life's goal was to be in a position of power because you knew you would be a great leader. However, you never reached your goal. Although you came close to achieving your end goal, you fell short. Some of you may have been in politics.
How does it affect you in this life?
The Hanged Man:
Every time you feel as though you are doing well, it seems as though you have to make some sacrifices to keep that success, and these sacrifices are either too difficult to make or they never work. Therefore, you are unable to achieve success.
Ten of Swords:
It seems impossible for you to achieve success as well as a leadership position in this lifetime. It seems that nothing you do pays off and life constantly throws disaster after disaster your way. It seems that everything comes tumbling down whenever you start feeling good about your situation.
Why do you need to complete that unresolved issue?
Knight of Cups:
You struggle to remain optimistic in life as a result of all the negative experiences you have had. Romance and charm don't seem like a part of your nature, you don't have the time or energy for them. You have dealt with disaster after disaster and have no energy or desire to be a romantic, optimistic person.
How can you complete that unresolved issue?
Two of Cups:
Allow yourself to be romanced. You've been running away from this part of yourself for a long time now because you don't want to get your hopes up. You can heal yourself by being romantic with yourself and allowing others to romance you. You need to fall in love and experience true love in order to heal the wounds from your past life.
What is an important lesson you need to fully understand?
Five of Swords:
You have felt defeated almost all of your life in this lifetime and do not understand why you are being treated unfairly. As part of your lessons for this lifetime, you are to feel defeated and let that defeat direct you towards success because you never allowed that to happen in your past life. In the past, you gave up when faced with defeat, but in this lifetime you must persevere.
Ace of Cups:
Because you considered pure love to be beneath you in your previous life, you never experienced it. Your pursuit of success drove you. This life lesson is about learning to love innocently and purely. Do not run away from those emotions, but rather let them wash over you.
What is an energy/characteristic that you should channel from that life?
Queen of Swords:
Naturally, the Queen of Swords is a quick thinker and pretty smart. Every situation they encounter is viewed lucidly by them. In the past, you were like this, and this is how you should be now. Your success in this life will be further enhanced if you channel this energy.
Channeled Messages from Guides:
“Abundance, love, and wealth are coming your way.”
“The worse is now behind you and you are surmounting any previous challenges.”
Letters:
L
E
R
U
N
I
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Group Sex With SuperM
SUMMARY: creating a group chat is all it takes.
↳ A/N. yep, we’re going there.
words. 14k
WARNINGS ⚠️ friends to lovers hc, porn with plot, idol au, sex w/ all members individually and together, dom/sub dynamics, corruption kink, sexting, blowjobs & cunnilingus, gaping, graphic, pegging, bondage, light foot fetish, sex toys, spitroasting (m receiving), brat taming, dick riding, protected sex, doggystyle, cuddling aftercare
curious about an eightsome are we
understood
how’s the state of things then?
last september you decided to open an entire group chat just for planning your juicy sexual activities together
and oh lord is it active
and full of ideas
and explicit videos
and emojis
and excitement
yesterday taemin sent a clip of lusciously covering himself in champagne foam for you
wearing close to nothing
in fact just a piece of gauze, a snake-shaped necklace, and probably a bit of perfume
oh boy
watching that was an out-of-body experience for sure
the entire chat basically imploded with reactions
but hey hey
not so fast
we need to go through everything from the start
to see how all these utterly historic events happened to unfold
so where did all that come from?
first off
befriending super m outside work (eating together, fooling around, bingwatching stuff, you know)
...means there’s no point nor chance in having a permanent favorite with a group like this
every member truly is the creme de la creme
super m is the package of the entire packages
they are so legendary you can bias each member for one day of the week
and never run out of that pure bliss
in fact
you all agreed to do exactly that on a regular basis to get to know each other casually
it just naturally happened
seven days seven members that’s just logical
you can’t always hang out together in full attendance so you split up your times and set specific days
you change that routine very often depending on your individual moods
but it usually goes like this because you want to develop closer bonds with them one-on-one
so this is how it ends up
mondays you work out with xuxi. oh, that sexy smiley man. his body is the ultimate bomb. is there something better than doing sit-ups next to him? anybody’s sports motivation would go through the roof. and if there’s someone you call to share a pile of food with? it’s just gotta be him. being with yukhei is self-care.
tuesdays, you visit ten to check out his latest dance moves. and: to have a huge cuddle session with the cats. sometimes, you watch whatever series you’re in the mood for. it’s always a time to slow down and mend your sore muscles from monday anyway. you think ten is so interesting and talented, and super pretty, truly one of a kind.
on wednesdays jongin and you often end up on long midnight walks with the dogs or you both look after his cute nieces. meeting up at the river han is a staple, you get ice cream and snacks. you adore kai because he’s a sweetheart and steadfast person, and admittedly... so damn hot, holy hell. being with him makes you feel great.
thursday is baekhyun day and full of cheeriness as you’d expect. long hours of gaming, cheeky skinship, banter, and pizza eating await you at his apartment. you adore this mochi for his everything, he makes you laugh uncontrollably so much. sometimes, you also comfort him when he doesn’t feel good about himself or exhausted from practice. he will sing anything you want, baekhyun is like your personal 24/7 radio station.
fridays it’s time for the studio. mark is crafting his most fire bars and loves to have you around there. you inspire him a lot. he’s just completely astounding and the sweetest to you. friday most people would go clubbing, but super m just has to meet up in the studio. no paparazzi, and the music is obviously danceable. i’m telling you: this mob can jop, duh.
saturday is for handsome taeyong who loves coming to your home. cooking, organizing, doing the laundry, and browsing youtube together is the best thing. taeyong is the shyest goodest boy and a great listener. he gives great advice and is the epitome of respectful. you just vibe very well together.
sunday you dedicate to taemin. you watch artsy films, experiment with outfits, and he plays the piano for you so expertly. man, you are lucky. he’s like a fairy to you, and a connoisseur, a mythical figure almost. since he’s a newly-found cat dad, you easily fill your day playing with the most interesting kitten that is lee kkoong. sometimes, you even meet shinee members dropping by.
so yes this is what paradise looks like
and they all love to engage with you in their own way and you develop favorite ways to spend time, they put so much effort into this
it goes without saying that you all realize how hard you’re crushing as the weeks pass
like can you imagine
all the hormones i swear
you’ve already been joking to them that you have seven boyfriends some months ago
well the prophecy is fulfilled faster than you can blink
when you meet up as eight for a movie night at baekhyun’s, the atmosphere feels pretty frisky
because lucas is sending you ten thousand glances and certainly nobody misses that
if this guy is laughing at your every word i mean
meanwhile taeyong is having a nervous meltdown at your every comment about the movie, it’s ridiculous, he’s smitten as fuck, he looks at you like you’re an actual goddess
mark keeps on making glimmering eyes at you as well, and he asks you if you want popcorn every two minutes
baekhyun is all curled up close to your lap and not even watching the movie because his face is almost nuzzled into your sweater for fuck’s sake
taemin has spent the entire preperation in complete frenzy making sure there are scented candles everywhere and the snacks are exquisite and costly. mother taemresa? at full throttle. he even used his own damn credit card.
meanwhile kai suffers from his fidgety legs, constant hair fixing and even more inability to concentrate on the movie
because damn, he knows he wants your attention. he literally came around with the tightest shirt he owns so there’s that. you can see every little muscle doing its thing when he does as much as breathe. kai is now well aware he came to impress. it won’t take him a lot to realize he wants to be even closer to you than doing midnight walks.
ten is so firmly snuggled up next to you, he might as well be your cat himself. if ten starts acting like a clingy feline instead of being in roast mode, you know he’s lovestruck i’m telling ya
needless to say
the mood in the room is hard to ignore
hell there are romance candles everywhere all those hecking rose fumes are to blame
surprise surprise all the members try to sit as close as possibly to you the more the movie progresses
even abandoning the couch and seats to sit on the ground in front of you instead
“you want popcorn?”
“like some more popcorn?”
“here, have my popcorn!“
“more popcorn?”
“hey do you want popcorn?”
from all sides, constantly
the m in super m stands for making sure you have popcorn
you never run out
like when the leading lady is pulling out a cigarette in those old hollywood flicks and at least twenty guys are scurrying to offer a lighter
i’m exaggerating but
nobody even knows what kind of movie they’re watching tonight though
the elephant in the room is trumpeting too loud to understand the dialogue
you’re surrounded by seven big ole hotties who have fallen for you
it was inevitable
it’s more than clear to everyone that they all like you and you couldn’t be any more fluttered yourself
let the hunger games begin
i’m jopping i mean i’m joking
this is not the wwe
it’s pretty clear to the boys that if they fight you’re gonna be so unhappy and your quality time together is ruined
you adore them all, and they’d be regretful about hurting their own bonds
and anyway
if it came down to it and the bad blood was really escalating um...
...ten would destroy all of the competition
there’s no denying
by the simple virtue of his badassery and winning disease
quickly reducing all his opponents to a pile of dust so fine-grained, the great freddie mercury himself would resurrect to sing the soundtrack in the background and pump his fist
imagine that. superm actually being gladiators i mean wasn’t that the entire jopping mv
baekhyun would try to pull the leader authority card and use his hapkido martial arts skill but ten would obliterate him anyway so
even if taemin put on a dark robe and drew a salt circle to summon a million snakes from hell, ten would win the fight to a fault
but that’s too apocalyptic and outside of that thought experiment the boys are actually kinda shy so... let’s scratch that
there are seven days of the week with good reason
you ease the uncertainty and tension by saying you’d truly fail as a tv bachelorette
everyone understands that deciding would be impossible and cheating is shit
why give someone a rose and break 6 hearts when you can hand out a whole damn bouquet
it’s more stylish my friend
and for what reason would ten want to face off against taemin and his army of snakes in the first place. they’re ten’s greatest inspiration
nor does kai have any tighter shirts
he already ran out, he brought his A game from the get-go
on top of that the popcorn is empty there’s no more to offer
so you remain with the idea to just keep your daily routine
xuxi monday, ten tuesday and so on
keeps everything in order
it’s fair
plus it doesn’t mess with their schedules
usually unless a big award show is coming up but that can be re-planned in advance as well
you know... things can develop in their own timing with each member
it’d be awkward to expect everyone to be on the same stage at once
baekhyun is comfortable with all kinds of back hugs while taeyong and taemin are still completely flustered and turn all wobbly at just a greeting wave
you know what i mean
it’s already clear everyone loves you very differently
some members are more straightforward, others take it slow, it’s just a normal thing
that’s when the group chat is born
it’s still very sfw
compared to how explicit it’ll be in the future ahem
and everyone is overcautious with writing something except baekhyun, the eternal extrovert
for now you keep each other updated on how it’s all going with trivial details
earlier you just had individual chats and baekhyun arranged the group meetings since he knows the schedule best
now it’s all in one spot so that works
everyone’s curiosity is quenched at least a little bit
and they see each other anyway and put their heads together
baekhyun will be the most open about how far your skinship slowly develops followed by lucas and kai who oggle each other in their usual tom and jerry manner
which you have an eye on
you tell the members something very important for when they’re envious
or feel the need to one-up or catch up
it’s the sign to get closer to you and that they’re ready for taking another step. that’s literally what jealousy is all about
that advice helps them out a lot actually
kai takes that to heart in particular because he knows he’s prone and feels bad about it
and they also learn from ten who carries a quiet happiness with confidence that doesn’t need comparison, but he can also talk very honestly about how he’s standing with you to the point
ten knows how it’s done
as expected of such a competent man
like he’s kissed your hands very lightly but he doesn’t feel the need to show it off all day
and he also leads by example together with taemin and taeyong how one can give compliments even when not being involved in something
“you’re looking adorable together“ as taemin would often say about you hanging out with kai or baekhyun
a lot of praise culture is developing in the group chat
you like to see it
and now for the other elephant in the room
as for who will ask you to sleep with him first
(and mind you at this point they’re all walking around with condoms in their backpacks and jackets)
believe it or not
after the finishing touches on his latest mixtape (oh yes), and those tracks have you feeling some kind of way oh shit, mark gathers all his courage
yes it’s mark lee
literally he steps into the blaze of bravery of jongin when he first put on a crop top
and gets out a little “can we... some time... you know...” after you’re having some pretzel sticks together and awkwardly sitting around
oh what's gonna happen next huh?
you say you’ve been thinking about it a lot
that he has a great body doesn’t go unseen
and tell him how you imagine it with him
long story short you’ll have your first quickie in the sound booth that night
cutting straight to the chase
him steadily penetrating you from behind, you leaning closely with your back to his chest
just standing and enjoying the rhythm
that dick. is amazing.
oh god, mark lee
long, curved, smooth, a classic
meanwhile your fave rapper is definitely going through it
his arms tell you everything
that’s an embrace for the books
he’s hugging you like his life depends on it
you can just take in how he’s been showering twice today this guy is clean as fuck he smells so good
getting off from shampoo and fabric softener is not what you expected but it definitely makes you clench
you both know he’s not gonna last for more than six minutes and that’s ok
that’s a lot of long-held frustration released into that condom
and a lot of passion put into how he puts his guitar fingers to work on your clit afterwards
jimi ‘lee’ hendrix has arrived
oh yeah mark, you fucking treat, fuck it up
that way you won’t last long either since you guide his finger tips to your favorite spot and the motherfucker completely goes for it
“like this, like, um?”
and he goes off with the wrist
oh shit
it’s all kept so short and simple and you’re on the oldest mustard-colored studio couch that ever existed but mark lee is mark fucking lee nothing can obstruct his quality
like this guy has some serious skills with the angles
that orgasm is gonna get some moans you didn’t know you were capable of out of you
never wasting time, that guy is he
mark definitely fucks like he raps. fast and good
you cool down together looking each other in the eyes, forehead to forehead, for like fifteen minutes, and you give each other little chaste kisses all over your faces and he melts every time
your little rendezvous was definitely so needed
you ask if you can bring some vibes to play around with and a watermelon next time
you don’t have to ask twice
mark is so damn happy
and the timing was right
straightforward and spontaneous. that definitely works well with mark
no complaints, you go home feeling comfortably refreshed. you’ve told him he could tell the others or wait to do it, this is up to his comfort because he is shy
neither happens
after just one glance at him the next day while the group is doing a photoshoot
baekhyun already knows mark slept with you
he just knows
and makes a loud “ohh wow, you did it” noise
ten takes two only glances to understand what’s going on too
mark nods and the whole group is highstrung for the entire day
like a hive of bees oh yes
kai is massively proud of raising mark so well but also really surprised
unlike taemin who calmly advised mark on many things in advance
guess where mark’s fingering skills originate from
he took some secret pointers from the king
taeyong is shook at his rap buddy’s singleminded grit to just spontaneously ask you
while baekhyun...
is keeping it together repeating the anti-jealousy mantra you gave him in his mind
“jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer....“
it makes him realize oh god he really wants to be inside of you badly as well
you ain’t dumb, you see his change of tone from cute to sexy in the group chat even if he might not notice
baekhyun is trying extra hard to make you react to him
he posts so many cute selfies with kissy faces
needless to say taeyong’s time slot gets postponed to next thursday while you visit baekhyun this evening
it works for taeyong because he still needs to think some things through
the news overwhelmed him a little and he is shy about meeting up but that’s not a problem for you
and it’s better to get together with your mochi sooner because you both know there’s a lot of banging to do
like seriously
your mood tells you that candy’s on the menu today
oh yeah. it’s time to be all over your clingy lil’ honey bunny
there’s not much endless wooing involved it goes to the point very fast after you arrive at his home
you just wanna stop pretending and fuck like animals and see his brain melt from it
remember how baekhyun once said he doesn’t fancy nice girls
that’s what he meant by that
mattress earthquake
he wants you fully riled up with arousal and addicted to touching and grabbing him
yeah baekhyun gets off on your desire
that’s not hard to accomplish when he makes big puppy eyes and puts his tongue on your neck
with that gomez addams shit... kissing up your arm and then popping off as soon as he gets there
congrats morticia
here is a man who can handle ya
he’s being so slobbery and moany about it that it knocks the breath out of you
that shit is so good
baekhyun is not just a pro at giving head my friend it’s also giving neck
and unlike mark, may god have mercy on you, baekhyun keeps on going and going and kissing and kissing and he wants to lick up all of you so bad
we know how needy and stamina-heavy this fella is
baekhyun is super m’s most insatiable member by fucking far
he’s like just give it to me and you’re like ok here we go
this guy is burning up oh god
that’s an evening of ten thousand positions, fearless cumplay, and a lot of face-sitting
super m’s most unleashed tongue right here
thank god you worked on your fitness with xuxi otherwise you couldn’t do this
he’s moaning in some harmonic scales or something it’s a whole concert
baekhyun is fully at it with you in every room of his flat with his whole neck and underarms looking mighty veiny
yeah he even carries you around to make it short and simple he’s one impatient bun
he can lift up sehun bridal style so no worries
mochi is smol and thin but he won’t drop you i promise
he’s fueled by horny boyfriend hormones and wants to give you the greatest night of all nights
and hit all the amazing spots
baekhyun aims to make your pussy lips throb and fall completely in love with him
and the bridge of his nose if you get what i’m saying
he’s also versatile in his clothing choices
if you say keep your nerdy glasses on, oh yeah they stay on
just a little challenge to see if you can ride him hard enough to see them fall off
and that dick is not some extra long lasso mark lee calibre
so he can really bend it more and thrust with ease at many angles
talking about mark
he regrets not asking you earlier but you tell baekhyun that this way was much better because you unceremoniously skipped to the fucking instead of messing around
if it wasn’t for mark’s courage to break the ice even with a choppy sentence
you’d still be awkwardly looking each other in the eyes while munching pizza
all hail mark lee nervous legend
this way, baekhyun goes all out with fewer restraint and the burden of being first with making the impression that comes with it
we all know he’s too self-conscious for his own mochi good so that’s a better way to start out
this way baekhyun will have sex with you until he’s passed out on his bed
knocking him out like that might as well become your favorite hobby
even minutes after your tongue still feels like it’s knotted together with his honestly, the muscle memory is kicking in
and this must be the most dick thrusts you’ve ever gotten in one night
baekhyun really wants to be all inside you, make you feel him
if the condom broke at least his baby will be easy to identify from day one
it’ll come out and belt a perfect G#5
he gave it all my god you stopped counting the times you came your pussy is just dripping wet it feels crazy
and his voice has become all raspy i—
that was baekhyun’s hardest vocal run yet i swear
the contraception shelf in the convenience store next to his house is close to empty
but there’s no need to buy more
what you two perverts have been up to is enough for comfortably going through 10 years of celibacy
baekhyun is content and sleeps like a baby
you hold your bun for like two hours afterwards and never want to let him go
you are as wobbly as taeyong after getting a head pat from you
and the most well-kissed girl in this city tonight
both sets of lips
what a smoochy boyfriend
you even get the chance to jerk baekhyun off in his half-sleep after he wakes up and asks you to put your hand in his pants
guess who opens his mouth very wide to lick his own semen off your fingers with some really obscene noises
it’s his royal nastiness byun baekhyun
who sucks your tiddies to drift back into sleep again
with his hands in your pants
god bless this man
the group chat is sending 👀 emojis all the way throughout the night
your boys know love is in the air
they’re loosening up the timing is right again
you send cute smiling emojis
a bunch of “ahs” and “ohs” come through via voicemail
and lucas even writes: “so who’s next? 😳”
damn
you reply boldly: “the one asking that”
the group chat becomes a buzzing beehive again
from which you extract that kai is also very interested while ten, taeyong and taemin prefer waiting a little more
but this time you don’t switch time slots since you’ll meet xuxi on monday already
kai wants to set up something nice and prepare the catering and whatnot (alright you rich man)
so it’s gonna be wednesday as usual with him
so far so good that’s the plan
sunday being taemin day, you get together to read and paint and listen to music
you feel like just doing some sensual kissing with him and taemin is very down
yeah baby he is the kissing king, taemin is hot stuff, he knows exactly what he’s doing, those lips are the pillows at the gates of heaven
losing your mind is a staple when you do that with him
just making out on the couch surrounded by the nicest arrangement of pot plants you’ve ever seen while it rains completely relaxes you and the serotonin is off the charts
he holds you so gently and tastes so good
what is it, rose water or something like that
he even put on his coziest sweater so you’ll love leaning against him
TL;DR taemin is the biggest fucking romantic in the history of SM
that was so seductive you’ll be dreaming about it
applause for lee taemin please
perfect contrasting programme: just hours later
yeah here it goes now
monday starts with xuxi stripping more than he usually does
at the makeshift gym in his room while he’s on the treadmill
with his hair freshly dyed the most himbo shade of blonde ever
and yeah that’s blonde with an e because yukhei is too sexy to be called a blond. what an ugly word to look at
he’s a blondé
so that’s nice
he’s so dtf you just skip the workout
time for lubed condoms.
i don’t have to tell you that you literally jump on him
or that you’ll be dealing with super m’s singlemost biggest equipment
he doesn’t even have to drive it home an inch by himself you’re already riding him
he can’t handle all that gear in the first place
because how do you even develop a technique with such an unrealistic dick
hell how do you even exist like that
so it’s clear who’s taking the lead
all he has to do is work that body but it sort of happens on its own
himbo autopilot
you are going hard and chaotic on this man
xuxi doesn’t even know what hit him
he’s so vocal and excited
you fuck him while he holds you up, get down on several gym benches, have him bend you forward at the bathroom sink...
...and you attend business in ten’s room on a desk and window sill
because it’s the most silent there and doesn’t disturb xiaojun’s beauty sleep
ten has discreetly ushered you there and preoccupies himself in the kitchen with the cats
he knows how the game is played
either floor ‘em all or always watch out for others
MVP
but you are secretly wondering what ten is plotting because he has some serious self-control and observation skills
given how tidy his room is... whatever his plans are you can look forward to it
xuxi is definitely suffering from your heavy duty cock destruction in the meantime while being in heaven at the same time
that dick is worn out and dripping
so much bouncing is even gonna make the biggest boy lose it
milking that orgasm out of him is gonna be so gratifying yum
the deep and defeated moans, my god he really surrenders to the pleasure
wow that was almost as to-the-point as studio sex with mark
no idle talk in nct huh
you clean each other all exhausted and then gobble up three bowls of noodles each
then sleep for two hours in each other’s arms
then do a second round because this guy is really getting you going and yukhei wants to live this monday to the fullest
like this man gives you previously unknown levels of energy
must be the blonde hair. it does sexy things when yukhei is twitching
this time it’s a dick blowing festival
oh yeah
the type where you’re so sloppy with your head bops, he doesn’t even know where to put his hands and needs to think emergency thoughts
oh yeah big dicks make for some nice slurpy noises that sound really plump you know what i mean
he’s gonna realize very soon you do this shit for your own entertainment
and get all kinds of squeaks and faces out of him
only little pauses help him keep up the stamina so he asks you to pull off for a bit every two minutes or so
he has to look elsewhere and distract his mind with thinking about washing the dishes
girl... your tongue has this man sweating major bullets
you’re big on the corruption kink are you
once again
xuxi is gonna be so shaken and pass the fuck out from cumming
and he thought he was a horny guy
his soul must have left his body and that scalp is probably dead
but bleaching was worth it (he looks like a sleeping angel now)
not to mention banging all over the wayv dorm
ten got a preview of what’s expecting him
not that he doesn’t know he reads you well
lucas promises to return the oral favor next monday and finally collapses entirely in the living room wearing only boxers
nothing new for wayv, great sight for you
not a single workout routine has exhausted xuxi this much
he needs 10 hours of sleep to reboot
“she’s so wild 😲😂😍” is gonna be what he’ll summarize it as in the group chat later
first big boy taken down
the second one follows
wednesday is right around the corner
oh yes
kai definitely goes off with the preparation you are not ready for this spectacle
he redecorated his entire kitchen and bathroom to perfection with flowers, lanterns, dim light, petals, expensive fabrics draped from the ceiling, and there’s a great view on night time seoul
you can tell he’s best friends with taemin
i mean they’re the greatest entertainers of their time of course their taste is great
always going the extra mile
the black, sheer shirt with a deep cleavage that kai put on is nothing short of a treat
is that a lace choker he’s wearing
and his hair is pushed back lord have mercy
you get pretty weak in the knees at that
the catering leaves nothing to be desired either. a full 3-course sicily-style italian meal with 100% organic ingredients and beautiful basil and thyme garnishings
to set the mood afterwards jongin does what he does best
don’t tell me you didn’t see this one coming
just a chair for you, some music, and him
is this like a whole damn private concert?
he has prepared an entire setlist to thrill you with selected styles of dance
even a rendition of salsa, swing, and tango argentino
i’m telling you...
if kim jongin moves his body for you like that you’ll be fucking hooked and honored and not believe your eyes
what a feast
prepare for a serious case of dropped jaw
and jongin being an absolute daredevil dancing incrementally close to your chair
he incorporates all these little moments of skinship
where he strokes your hair, your jaw, or takes your hands
while at the same time he’s completely destroying it on the dancefloor
with those scorching hips and how he works it on the carpet right in front of you
you’re about to fucking melt
what a time to be alive
the sheer shirt’s buttons are holding onto dear life as do his pants
kai’s movements are becoming extremely ecstatic
what a fucking lapdance 2.0
men have clearly evolved otherwise this wouldn’t be happening
kai dances like a king on a stage but jongin? is god-like when he dances with just one person as the audience
shiit
and because he’s very nervous
he work particularly hard to ace it
in his mind he’s already underneath you judging by how he’s moving
...you can definitely fancy a luscious private concert each wednesday
and for designated activities in the bathroom
he even made a whole 5-hour playlist of the finest songs
so he can make you grind on top of him
don’t tell me kai isn’t the master of courting
king of effort
i don’t have to tell you that this is gonna be the most sensual night you’ve ever had
kai will get to know your body very, very well
those hips never stop do they
the fact that thursday is baekhyun day right after this?
wow aren’t you exhausted
the orgasms just seamlessly continue huh
everything goes on like that
friday you have a toy-filled, passionate evening at the studio with mark who’s doing the most
let’s say mark just has good ‘vibes’ indeed
this almost gets as messy as your first time with lucas
have fun cleaning up that couch, canada
what a sex marathon
if you don’t have your period
there’s always a lot of action going on
or actually. you do catch a break for the weekend
saturday you bake delicious, pistacio and pecan-crusted sticky buns with taeyong
who also shows you the new fledgelings that have hatched in his apartment
so adorable
sunday you endlessly make out with taemin in the sheets who has of course heard of jongin putting on a show
so he dances for you as well and even does the hands-tied criminal choreo in an especially luscious rendition (aka extra heavy breathing and grinding on the floor, and doing splits that almost rip his pants)
oh yes my love
nothing really happens afterwards you just have dinner completely flustered
if lee taemin dances, sex becomes redundant and doesn’t compare anymore
but really now
the slow burn is unbearable with him for fuck’s sake
taemin knows how to work up the seduction bit by bit
you basically masturbate all evening after returning to your house
god. what to do with this guy
on monday you ravage yukhei’s dick and get all that head
xuxi is a chaotic fella but he keeps his promises
plus you get the best full-body massage of your life
and for the first time pull out your phone to basically livestream yourself riding him
so the whole chat can watch for five minutes
yep. you learned that courage thing from mark lee
the camera work is obviously subpar but the video definitely has maximum effect
kai and baekhyun stream their reaction right alongside your broadcast
“woah woah oh my god oh my god!!”
everyone’s freaking out, everyone stops whatever they’re doing, everyone is glued to their screens, they love your body moving
you’re having a blast
especially when you stream another round an hour later and lucas holds the camera now
his arm is perfect for that by the way
strong and stable and high up in the air
so you can do your thing on that fat dick with a bonus of the sexiest xuxi moans ever
that deep but soft tone... yukhei really got a perfect groaning voice huh
after getting steamy for almost ten minutes, you get some great close-ups of your pussy after having yukhei pull out mid-romp
because that gape is for the gods
don’t kid yourself with a dick like that inside you’ll be opening a little wider
it looks and feels even better with lucas tracing his long fingers inside of it
with the closeup zooming in even more while he’s putting his thumb on your clit
mmh that’s good stuff
six very shaky boys are sitting in front of their phones right now being able to look um very deeply inside of you
baekhyun is basically frozen to a statue on the reaction stream and salivates nonstop it’s just running down his neck at this point
his wettest dreams are right in front of him
stretched out pussy all juicy and swollen? baekhyun’s lifeblood. he’s seeing god
he turns up the brightness of his phone to maximum so he can see every little detail
remember. this guy loves to be inside of you so obsessively he wants to pay rent to live in there
so he’s appreciating an HD view of his favorite place, really deep and really pulsing and really soaked
yukhei has slathered you in lube and really pushed apart your muscles very gently, no abrasion, you relaxed so nicely around him
it’s feeling good as fuck
kai who’s watching right next to baekhyun just stares with big eyes
every injury he ever got while dancing is suddenly healed
he’s a new man his spine has put itself together his legs are reborn
taeyong almost falls off his chair when he tunes in
he’s that bewildered
he just types a big WOW and a wall of blushing emojis
the explicit songs he’s been listening to and whatever he’s been rapping about recently are nothing in comparison to this
finally someone climbed up to taeyong’s level of nastiness
and he thought he’d never find someone on eye level
secretly he loves the nice view but he won’t admit how much
meanwhile he will rewatch this over and over for the whole week at least five times a day
and then there’s taemin
| adorable 😊🤗🎀 6v6
| can you put the camera a bit closer again 👉👈
| and turn on the flash if that’s ok 😳
| ah thank you 💟
i don’t know what taemin has seen or heard or experienced in his life and what made him this way but damn he loves that graphic shit
turning on the flash makes even yukhei’s jaw drop and rub your clit even faster
he’s damn proud he could make your pussy open up to him this way as he should be
cuz he’s really been improving his Big Cock Techniques (BCT)
mark doesn’t write anything but he’s online and streaming so yeah he’s jerking off
with two hands
baekhyun is typing how much he loves the wet sounds and how great the fingering action is
and he’s damn right. telepathy
that’s your favorite pervert right there yeehaw
in the meantime yukhei’s brain is empty he’s just smiling bright and enjoying the moment and the attention and your body
ten is basically next door because this is the fucking wayv dorm
you can hear him choke on his coffee and whisper ‘oh my fucking god, oh shit’ to himself
the phone almost topples into the sheets while lucas is putting all those rubs and circles into your clit but the audio is already telling the boys to watch very closely anyway because here it comes
taeyong is probably falling apart by now given how he’s posting a couple fragmented sentences that you try to decipher on yukhei’s phone
until you get close and take up filming yourself again
so yukhei can make a video with his own phone as well
yep that’s two cameras on you by now not just one
xuxi’s been such a steadfast babe
and he gets to see the fruits of his work. for one, just how much of an imprint he left with his cock inside you
and second how hard he can make you cum now
those big fingers are magic on you
taemin gets all the closeups he ever needed from your camera because you hit the zoom even more
yukhei starts kissing you twice
not as carefully as he often would
it’s the really wet and passionate version this time
he films your lower faces as good as he can
those big fucking lips
they never fail to make you get the hots
they’re really made to do all this are they
his tongue nips into you with extra saliva on board
you suck it into your own mouth and mix it with yours, and gather some more
and slip your tongue above his in return
yukhei makes sure you can hear him swallowing all that warm runny spit and moans into your mouth
guess who just blew one big juicy load into the condom
and he’s not even inside of you
jesus christ yukhei
looks like french kissing is his orgasm button
you start sucking on his tongue when it slides back between your lips and you make them really tight and puckering
the noise is so delicious
yukhei shoots the rest of his semen into the condom
you go even harder on him, the kiss gets really deep
kai and baekhyun are literally jumping up and down on their beds by now
taemin and mark are sending star-eyed emojis
ten is definitely beating the meat next door
yukhei’s hand is massaging incessantly between your legs
he makes you feel. so. good.
when he retreats from the kiss you’re ready
you can hardly keep the phone stable in your palm
yukhei also points his camera back at your pussy again
and makes sure to catch every contraction
you know an orgasm is good when you’re going all “oh... ohh...”
even taeyong goes online to stream his reaction because you cum so beautifully
he’s actually crying and can’t close his mouth he can’t believe what he’s seeing
your pussy lips are so sloppy and stretched apart and twitching and you make sure the camera catches every bit
it takes almost half a minute until your muscles calm
you tell yukhei to clean it up with those plump lips of his
baekhyun and taemin are violently agreeing with thousands of “YESS EAT UP!!!” and “yes!! 😊♥︎🌹” text bubbles in the chat
your guys are so cute do you realize that
in order to have both hands free, lucas ends his video, puts his phone aside, and is already licking you up like a whole bowl of whipped cream
you keep on streaming on your own phone and brush the hair out of his face
the best part is catching yukhei’s tongue winding between your lips and then spoiling your pussy with big kisses very very slowly as not to overstimulate you
he’s such a fast learner he’s doing it really well
once you’re satisfied and cool off, you stroke the back of his neck and his favorite boyfriend duties are officially on pause
so he can go to pull off the condom and clean himself up, and get ready for bed after a quick mini snack
while you blow kisses into the camera, flirt with all your babes while they flirt back and even bow to you
and film your pussy all swollen and licked up but slowly closing a little bit again, ever so slightly
ten sends two little black hearts and a little “that was the most amazing thing i’ve ever seen thank you 😽”
you make sure taemin gets an extra close view of your clit and taeyong is making high-pitched squealing noises in his reaction video stream
mark goes like “yea that’s the spot!”
kai has joined baekhyun with the mouth and saliva action, they’re both licking their lips all over the place and make lewd lusty faces
they’re literally sucking and eyefucking your pussy through the camera bitch they want it so goddamn bad
oh to have their mouths on you right now to come down from your high and chill
you tell everyone how much you miss them and how badly you want them to be here
and how you want to feel all of them all over, on your skin and inside you
the chat is full of yearning and horny crying emojis now
yukhei helps you clean up the rest while you text how it felt with mark and baekhyun because they wanna know more
you talk about how yukhei’s girth is always rubbing that one spot inside and his breathing changes when it does
and you say you really loved their reactions
the members promise to be careful and discrete when they re-watch the stream and ten also says that if you don’t want it to stay in the chat some day you should never hesitate to delete it
you say no problem boys you should know me inside out, just remember to use head-phones when yukhei starts slurping at the 01:27 min mark
taeyong and mark are losing it at your puns
then you have a glass of water taller than yukhei’s dick and basically dance to the bathroom
lucas talks to the boys with his big ole smile in his pyjamas while you’re busy
oh god he is so shy
but very very blissed out. it really takes only two things to make this man happy. big plates, twitchy pussy.
a truly simple man. you like that
kai is definitely evolving from his teasing yukhei agenda in the meantime
he is sending thumbs up emojis instead of raised eyebrow ones
you lay down in xuxi’s big embrace and say goodnight to your boys
yukhei buries his nose in your hair, and kisses you on the forehead so innocently, taeyong melts in his little video square on screen
taemin is a big fan as well
he’s living true to his “explicit shit and romance” life motto isn’t he
you ask if everyone was enjoying themselves
big positive reactions all over the chat
you coo how you adore them all so much and want more of things like this where everyone is involved
eight people are going to bed very happy today
yukhei waves and baekhyun goes offline as well, as does taeyong who’s beaming
end stream
it was a masterpiece
that mark needs to recover from the very most, his entire bed is full of used tissues
and basically
over the next few hours the chat is losing their minds over and over again
everyone can’t stop gushing and telling you what their favorite part was
kai says how turned on you were was making him hard all night
ten enjoyed the wild kissing part and how wet everything was
naughty boy taemin keeps on talking about how — i quote — your insides are the best ever!! while sending flower emojis
your stream has unleashed a gigaton of sexual energy
and that basically goes on and on
until tuesday arrives
oof
today’s the day
you know that ten is up to something
except the little hearts and kiss comment
he hasn’t written much in the chat
oh shit oh shit what is he planning
he truly is a pisces
you know that some epic stuff is about to go down since the cats are with yangyang
and — what
there’s a large canvas in his room with a piece of cloth to cover it
lord have mercy
he’s bringing the big guns
ten will even hold a little speech on how he got inspiration two weeks ago
only to proceed to unveil the art very shyly
it’s an elaborate pencil drawing standing about as tall as him
immaculately sketched in a realistic way
have a guess what he’s been drawing
exactly right it’s an erotic depiction of you
laying on your back, thighs spread, head thrown back
and to make it mysterious you see more of the legs rather than the crotch area
so whatever or who is giving you pleasure is entirely up to you to imagine to your liking
it’s more about how the person he drew feels lust rather than the onlooker. he drew this for your own enjoyment
he did that very cleverly and classily
this canvas will be your utmost treasure and get such an intimate spot in your home
it doesn’t take very long until you’re mounting him and get those hips moving in a circle
ten is just full of surprises
you ask if you can photograph the drawing and upload it to the chat
ten is like ohhh!
but why not, now that he thinks about it. he secretly likes praise and visibility for his drawings so much
the post is definitely a success
lots of exclamation marks and reaction memes for three hours straight
but who would’ve thought otherwise
ten is just massively talented, always on point
and hits the right nerve with his line of work
as your pussy can attest
yukhei is gonna tease in the chat that he heard you in the dorm and that it sounded mega hot wink wink wink
ten writes:
| my tongue hurts
| let’s do it again next week
| i feel inspired to draw more as well
the chat explodes with hype for another two hours
multiple members come up with their own artistic takes on you
on wednesday kai presents a feral dance he choreographed for the whole morning. showing a representation of what you are to him and what he feels for you
very beautiful
on thursday baekhyun gifts you a deliberately humorous doodle titled mochi mama in the style of i dunno, probably picasso on crack
you have not seen anything like it
it’s gonna make you laugh in sad hours for many days to come
talk about come
baekhyun will have his hands busy in and on you all night
he wants to feel mama mochi and please you and make you smile
try not to climax challenge: failed several times
on friday mark blasts a song he wrote about you as soon as you put your hand bag down in the studio
100% of the lyrics are about how sexy and charming and special you are to him and how infatuated he is and how much he thinks about you all the time and how much you knock him off his feet, and how he has the biggest hots for you, jesus christ
that mark lee canada flow wants to make you fucking nut right then and there
the fandom just got his lit mixtape and he’s already working on another one i guess he sure has enough nsfw inspiration for it
all the more reasons to cum hard on his dick tonight
and make sweet love to that sexy body because mark lee isn’t the only one with the hots
then comes saturday
taeyong day
the tension is rising
you’re at his place
the sweet boo comes to put some chirping fledgelings into a towel on your lap as usual
there’s a big crispy lasagna baking in the oven, dripping with cheese and sauce with the most full-bodied herbal mix ever
damn tasty
gordon ramsay would rate this particularly well on twitter
honestly man
we all know gordon ramsey would like taeyong’s dishes
the evening passes as it always does
so he didn’t jump on the bandwagon that’s interesting
it’s almost as if the stream didn’t happen or anything
just as you expected
taeyong doing his own thing and being just very consistent makes him so sexy and desirable to you it’s hard to explain
you just like his style of going about things you know
he’s very receptive to your impulses
you figure it’s up to you to make some steps
so when he opens the fridge to pull out a self-made, perfectly swirly vanilla-chocolate vortex pudding that’s just at the right temperature, you can’t help but hit on him like the world is ending
but as you learned from taeyong’s example: your way
you ask him to open his mouth and maneuver spoon after spoon of pudding into it for him to deliciously savor it
giving him compliments on always making your day along with that
that bowl is empty very fast my loves
and taeyong very happy
oh yeah he was enjoying that
with his eyes closed
oh fuck
the sexual tension could rip the air in half like a mark verse
you decide to sit down on his lap all nonchalant and finish your own pudding... more than suggestively
taeyong is basically holding his breath at this point he’s a puddle
you tell him he can put his hands on your waist if he wants to
no answer needed his fingers are already on their way
you can hear how his heart is approaching a techno music BPM
at this point all you can do anymore is lean in to whisper if he likes to go to the bedroom with you
he can keep the apron on
taeyong tastes deliciously of pudding aye
you roll around in the sheets kissing so heavily
this is pure indulging you just feel how you’re sleeping with a chef
who happens to have the veiniest dick of all time
you’re definitely filled up well
sliding up and down on him deliciously for twenty minutes
really slowly and hugging each other tightly
and saying romantic things
that’s the good life
by the end of the evening the group chat gets a picture of taeyong’s world class lasagna
and a ‘very random’ shaky picture of your hand in his hair
which baekhyun instantly comments as:
“now tyong knows how great you taste as well 🤓😁🤗“
yukhei agrees wholeheartedly and ten starts making baby don’t stop puns
kai is totally in love with the quality food
baekhyun voices his interest in making more pictures of that kind with you. you know, hand in the hair, no big deal
kai says hurry up with it hyung, all the hair dye makes you balder every minute
baekhyun reprises his doodling and now draws a couple
it’s mama mochi with byun baldhyun
“this will be the next selca“
glorious
you’re having a damn good time
but later you feel something is going on
the whole week passes and taeyong seems to be brooding
next saturday he has a hard time expressing himself when he comes to your home
you ask if he’s not comfortable having more sex or if he struggles with the relationship setup
taeyong says it’s not that but can’t explain any further
you go on a whim and ask if it’s a confession he has on his mind
bingo
“taeyong... if you think i’ll judge you for something. remember we’re only doing this since a couple weeks. it’s hard to know how the person really reacts if you don’t know each other inside out“
he is still hesitant
you ask him if it’s something taboo
“yeah...”
you thought so. taeyong is the least basic person you know along with taemin
guess why these two are saved for last my dear readers
you tell him that how he’s in his own lane is what you appreciate him for in the first place, it’s why you’re here with him, you love your duckling chef so much
if he wants a different kind of sex that’s perfectly him
he looks relieved and understood hearing that
and confesses that yeah... he wants to go a little kinkier with you
now you know why taeyong was acting with so much restraint
and put all of his feelings and sensuality into food pretty much
in fact the kinky sex has already started whether you noticed or not
indirectly. as in, the dynamic
truth is he wants to be a service sub
oh yeah lemme introduce you to some new things
service subs like to really cater to their dominants and fulfill their every wish not just in bed, but around the house as well
and there’s even more to it as you will soon discover talking to him about it
an apron is only the start
in case you have been living under a rock
taeyong’s duality is nuts
he’s a completely shy mega pervert
it’s not a secret that this guy wants hardcore bdsm torture sex
you letting all that aggression loose on him for fucking sport
and being cold to him
with a bit of soft domme action as the perfect balance
yep
he wants you to take him out and take care of him at the same time
he’s perfectly aware he’s among the freakier and more deprived members
even ten is just casually freaky and just open for a lot of things. taeyong is deliberate
and pretty deep in the femdom community as far as his browser history is concerned
we all know assertive partners are his thing
but he’s afraid he’ll get you into something that’s a lot of responsibility
you say mister i’m familiar with your interests
my dear you never made them hard to guess
you tell him it’s no problem for you to give it to him raw
you’ll be doing disgusting things to him that sexy face will straight up drown
did you know?
our dear boy taeyong loves it when you spit in his mouth and do virgin roleplay
if he asks you to break him don’t be surprised
he wants to release control completely
he goes by all the rules
and i guarantee. when he comes along your dominatrix mood is gonna skyrocket he just brings that shit out in people
his mere naked body is just... how not to go nuts on him how he wants it
long story short tied up taeyong head to toe ends up immortalized as a vertical photograph
the group chat is overwhelming your notifs with wide-eyed emojis and all caps
amping up the game a little more each day are we
without even trying. hell, this just happened
where this is going is gonna be fun
sunday goes down with you grinding yourself all over taemin but you’re both clothed
you grab the back of his neck to lean in for kisses over and over and over
yes kisses are key
if not the favorite thing he does
let this sink in. if taemin overwhelms a little kitty with a hundred thousand smooches, just how kissy is this guy gonna be
and have fun teasing his erection through his pants
lee taemin a squirmy mess? hell yeah
in classic fashion he will spend the most time of the evening on his knees getting slapped around in several blindfolds, harnesses, and wrist ties
his fantasy finally came true
i repeat what taemin has been dreaming of is reality
thank god for taeyong having you second guess his private tastes. otherwise you would not be on your dom grind now
taemin even goes as far as ordering lingerie for your encounters — to wear himself because he’s taemin
satin and silk blouses he already has in his wardrobe so there’s no shortage
i don’t have to tell you that you can spend hours grinding on his cock in a room full of candles while taemin is in head-to-toe bondage
that’s his idea of a good time and hell you are really treated to perfect eye candy, taemin’s hotness will bring your pleasure to a new level
the group chat will definitely love your photography taken from your sessions
taemin is just an utter no-compromise kinda man to make kinky love with. everything is planned he’s never settling for less than a perfect evening
where both of you really experience the ultimate satisfaction from treating your bodies to the best of clothes and toys and scenarios
give me an amen for taemin being your sunday guy because this legend of a man is your personal church
and his discography is the bible
and cum play is the baptizing my friend
so yeah huh
every day you can look forward to. monday to sunday
and not a day goes by without someone in the chat reminiscing the steamy video you did with lucas
you end up repeating what you wished that day
for everyone to be with you
so you could feel all of them
and you say maybe it’s time to arrange something
you’ve gotten to know each of them personally and intimately by now
and integrated them into your personal life
hell when you wake up the first thing you see is ten’s drawing across your bed
or baekhyun’s funny mama mochi art on your phone background
and you start your day literally selecting from a pile of taeyong’s freshly washed and ironed clothing stacks in your wardrobe
sitting at your breakfast table with a bouquet of flowers that kai and jongin brought you
eating food you bought together with lucas
listening to music that mark made especially for you
they’re all in your life together so it’s the right time to make some heated love together
the chat is all down you don’t even have to ask any further
baekhyun volunteers to go about his leader duty to organize the best possible venue and best possible date
cause with superm things do go 100
he asks what kind of atmosphere you have in mind
you say hard and nasty and kinky
which will definitely make the chat interested
and baekhyun was about to rent a huge modern art penthouse in gangnam
you say no need to go that expensive. you just need a large bed, no paparazzi, and an area where you can be loud. sculptures you could care less about
you have yukhei on your team, so that’s a living sculpture already
it needs a safe haven essentially, with a dark and lusty atmosphere would be so nice
ten steps in saying he has the exact spot you’re looking for
he has a friend who runs a declining night club in the suburbs, with some pretty attractive and grungy backrooms with plenty of space to fuck
yeah a club is exactly what you’re looking for that’s a good idea
it’s closed on monday so baekhyun and ten arrange a rental just then
of course way in the evening
with the guarantee of nobody else around
baekhyun knows how this rigged game rolls he says they need the club to perform a dance practice, overnight stay, and shooting a music video
which is only a half-lie
not “hey we are super m planning an orgy wanna invite dispatch and tell lee soo man”
regardless ten’s friend is pretty chill and indifferent anyways
and baekhyun’s money is doing the talk
you’ll be guaranteed to be left by yourself
monday evening it is.
you already have a whole bunch of fantasies to let loose on your boys
and put it all in the chat
yo it’s called brainstorming and it sure has brain in it
you discuss
and it goes down next week
you encouraged the members to wear what they feel best in, no dress code, no comparison thinking. you want to meet them like you got to know them, each in their favorite expression
taeyong dons a mass onslaught of fetish gear underneath a trench coat, including a fancy collar, lots of hairspray
and latex gloves. shit he’s a freak
baekhyun puts on the coziest clothes he finds and his smol sneakers but they are secretly expensive, his hair is curly and big, he put on a nice scent
kai can’t help but go black suit and lace underneath, you know him
bleach blonde yukhei gets out the tight white tee and smug jeans
creative genius ten goes all out designing his own fashion (!) with paint, he puts on sexy af glasses and goes for his signature ‘cleavage down to the belly’ look underneath a bomber jacket
mark goes for a casual suit but make it swag, with a sleeveless top underneath, yeah those mark arms go crazy
taemin — picks his most dazzling silver outfit that looks like a rendition of mermaid scales, pointed shoes, princely hair, famous i’m so fabulous
and it’s already starting out sexy in the car before you even arrive
because this is all gonna be glorious from the first second to the last
baekhyun and kai will do the driving
you have not one but two classy and sexy chauffeurs you hear me
yeah in their shiny black german cars with those sleek comfortable seats
baekhyun, taeyong, ten and lucas are a team
and then you get kai, mark, and taemin, including your group luggage because such a trip needs a lot of things to pack trust me
you’re with team kai on the way to the club and with team baekhyun the way back
it’s already lit and steamy on your way there
nothing better than getting in the mood held by the greek god arms of none other than lee taemin with mark lee assisting
you’re entirely wrapped up in kissing taemin so passionately, his tongue melts into your mouth like the finest chocolate
thinking about how you were making out last week gets you going even more
as does feeling up his bulge, ugh taemin is so sensual
mark sitting on your other side being eager to attend to your thighs, your waist, your back, your hands, your hair, your stomach
yep
yukhei has been telling him about the wonders of a whole-body massage since you like it so much
mark gets his hands all over you to provide a sexy caress and wow he’s doing it well, giving everything the perfect kind of attention, always asking if you want more of this or more of that
mark loves everything about you and he knows how to make your anticipation become even more intense by dedicating time to all areas generously
you feel like he’s worshipping you head to toe
it’s the way to get turned on
mark has great soft hands and knows your best spots by now
that’s exactly why it was a good idea to sleep with the members individually at first
you could figure it all out in detail and each member could show their style of doing things, and you could teach them
mark has become an expert in skinship
while he’s kissing into your neck whispering revering things to you nobody else would understand
they’re intimate, spicy details from your studio lessons
with a romantic twist even because mark is giving you his entire arsenal, the entire palette
“i’ve been thinking about you so often...”
with jongin driving carefully and taking the lesser frequented roads
kai is really keeping it together
the maknae backseat party is faithfully photographed by mark who sends it to the other team after taemin and you select the best shots, giggling
your favorite is a bird’s view of your cleavage with taemin kissing right between your breasts, slightly below the sternum
his hair is softly splayed over the area
taeyong and ten reply with heart eyes in the chat
on you go kissing and touching
taemin is so gentle with you and easily accepts your wild licks and bites, leans his head back so you have perfect access to his neck
by the time you arrive at the club’s back entrance, he’s marked up and his lips are mighty used
ruined neck, ruined mouth
taemin’s favorite two accessories to walk into a club with
including a hard-on
with mark and kai strutting right after, chewing mints
...both getting hard themselves because mark loves your body and jongin has very good ears when it comes to picking up things that happen in the back of his car
and this bitch got a raging libido, so
the best part is everything is prepared
the other team already parked their car there earlier
ten had the keys to every needed lock, showed everyone around, and then baekhyun went into organization overdrive
this is the first time he didn’t clown around to distract from work since debut
if baekhyun ever means serious business... wow
your best boy taeyong has located the perfect backroom that’s shaded inside and neon-lit from the outside
the window’s aren’t particularly low-sitting so that’s a privacy plus
there’s a huge white extra oversized bed with some more great furniture and a sofa landscape
he desinfected everything to a T
and pulled out every utensil you might need from a large black bag
he walked in like he just commited a bank robbery but in reality there’s cutesy pink rope in the bag
oh well
classic taeyong
yukhei sorted and handed out the condoms plus water bottles for everyone
he’s the expert for the basics don’t come at him he’s doing a great job
after you reminding everyone of the safeword
taemin sits down with you on the bed and you keep kissing
keeping up the flow right there
//
you beckon your lil’ adorable mochi who’s been dying for skinship
baekhyun is so turned on he wastes no time joining
still fully clothed while the other members are about to undress
you actually like baekhyun huddling up against you in his oversized hoodie it’s cute
so hey, change in plans
everyone ditches the protocol and climbs on the bed only without their shoes
lot of ties and belts to pull them closer to you
you bring all of them together on the bed now
the feeling of having everyone around you is so electrifying, you have to distance from taemin’s seductive lips not to get some kind of adrenaline overdose
jesus this guy is trying to soak your pants like baekhyun forgot to turn off the shower
you get to enjoy five minutes of relaxed massaging from all sides to cool everything down a little
baekhyun and yukhei alternate with kissing you
yum
big plush lips plus a horny tongue
that’s a good combination
kai is definitely setting the pace of how to massage you, and how to move the body while doing so, and what expressions to make
instead of sitting there awkwardly staring into space
remember? master of courting — that’s kim jongin
even baekhyun follows his example a bit
you’re entering cloud 9 from that whole-body massage
you can tell they’re all dancers. there’s rhythm involved
having the seven of them attend to you at the same time just hits different
that are 14 hands
70 fingers
all in sync with kai’s physical ideas, carefully yet purposefully kneading and stroking
kai also helps everyone find a good area and makes sure everyone stays away from any precarious or sexy zones
because you’d probably get off from that in the matter of a blink
to be honest you’re already feeling heated you can’t help it
but that’s a good sign you’re definitely feeling this
and there’s not a single limp dick in this room at this point already
baekhyun being the best people reader all over again manages a seamless transition to some water drinking
so everyone is ready to go
you wish you could do everything at once but decide to get a load of some slow body rolls against you because hell yeah
courting expert kai is sure to oblige, dance god taemin joins right in, and ten completes the holy trinity and hell does he go off
photographer mark on duty again. this moment has to be captured
baekhyun does his mood management magic and encourages ten and taemin to let out their little sounds more
kai he doesn’t have to tell
nor you because you’re already moaning
shit these guys are just too good
these bodies are machines
again bless your xuxi workout sessions
you wouldn’t keep up otherwise
you curse them because your pussy feels creamy way too early
switching to grinding on their bulges is not a better idea because it’s making you even hornier but anyway it’s your favorite activity
yukhei takes time and some effort to get fully hard so that’s a grateful job now
because you can gather yourself
you resort to using your cleavage to stop turning yourself on completely
and then your hands to palm his pants because that’s even more inconspicuous
group sex with superm? hardest early orgasm avoidance challenge EVER
is there some kind of legally accessible viagra for women
there’s no way you could turn yourself off help
you either get the first orgasm out of the way or keep it together to have some suspense in here and see the boys work hard
the decision is clear
time to bring out the toys that taeyong assembled on a table
baekhyun, taemin taeyong and ten are in the down to get tied up in various ways
lucas and kai get blindfolded and get a sexy task from you
slowly humping the mattress just for your viewing pleasure
topless for that matter
no need to ask twice there they go
photographer mark stays free and flexible. it’s always good to have someone outside bondage just in case with such a big group
anyway so you will be busy for sure
the rest of the boys strip down to only their briefs and get a good dose of spanking
ten is definitely moaning the loudest there
taeyong ends up with tied wrists in a prayer position and has his fun getting slapped around by you
until he’s breathless and smiling to himself with his tongue hanging out
someone got his daily meal of smacking
taemin highly approves
nobody’s surprised
baekhyun gets a quick and simple upper body rope harness that’s very easy to grip him by
and just to tease him you add some nipple pinches
result: loud baekhyun noises
cute as hell
so that’s how he’s been training himself to reach all those high notes
interesting
taemin, completely naked, has his hands and ankles tied, looking so beautiful all helpless and his cock itching for stimulation
and because taemin’s strange ‘artistic’ kidnapping fantasies that he never stops talking about cannot be ignored he gets a mouth gag for good measure
you know you just roll with their ideas
he’s a simple man that’s all he needs
you decide to put a bigger bondage piece on ten who ends up in a hogtie aka his new favorite place to be in
if there’s one guy who’s flexible like that it’s him
let’s see for how long he can take it
ten likes a challenge
you tell mark exactly what kind of pictures you want of your tied darlings and he’s well-engaged with that task
baekhyun is clinging to you a lot in the meantime
he gets kisses on the mouth
and your open ear
because you can tell there’s something on his mind
or rather
his ass is telling him something after you activated it with spanks huh
what does baekhyun want?
baekhyun wants the strap
and the strap he shall get
his time has come
this time the safeword won’t do so tapping yukhei’s thigh is the deal
taeyong’s kinky tool collection has a nice and thick equipment to offer, jet black black straps, jet black dildo, like it’s some kind of secret agent gear
it takes a lot of lube to get it into baekhyun’s tight and tiny ass but what’s new
he’s not the gaping expert
and way too busy laughing at the members’ reaction faces so his damn asshole is contracting god dammit
what a brat
next time he gets a toy for prep
only when you grab him by the harness and get into a rhythm, baekhyun throws it back
good boy
kai and xuxi are allowed to take off their blindfolds now because you have a task for them
taeyong’s toy collection features one extra long double-ended dildo, transparent and neither too slim nor too wide
if baekhyun doesn’t have that thing inside his throat i don’t know who
this shit is made for him
and you can tell he’s salivating for that
you tell yukhei to use those big hands to keep baekhyun’s head steady
and oh wonder, his long fingers enclose it perfectly
kai gets to go hard on baekhyun and fulfill his lifetime fantasy that he has had for over a decade now and jerks off to every night:
baekhyun not talking
so while baekhyun’s ass is getting properly stuffed
so is his mouth
kai has no qualms squeezing the toy into baekhyun’s throat a little more roughly
those are some pretty intense choking noises
mark steadily hits the snapshot button
some people go to pound town
baekhyun goes to silicon valley
kai is not afraid to push that thing as far as it can physically go
you’re pleased with how he’s doing it
and with baekhyun’s blowjob abilities anyway
is there a better throat in this industry? probably not
he’s pretty surprised himself with how much he can take it
that poor ass is getting more than it can handle in the meantime, baekhyun is throbbing and whining
little did you know his prostate is so sensitive and makes his dick leak
such a shame you fully exploit that
you tell yukhei to have baekhyun move his head on his own to get into the rhythm
and get taeyong over to suck on the other end of the toy because oh yeah
let me just say these two are amazing
god bless sm entertainment
not for any executive decisions
but for their uncanny ability to attract and assemble all the subs
lee taeyong giving head like the rent is due is a sight you need in your life
like everything, he does it roughly and properly
baekhyun is barely even sucking anymore just straight up gagging and seeing stars
because uh-oh here comes a big fat prostate orgasm
mark is clever enough to hit record on his phone
and capture a shaking baekhyun travelling through a whole bunch of universes, at least in his mind
because that’s how strong his climax is
all he can say is thank you mama mochi and recover from this on his back
kai is satisfied with the result as well because baekhyun managed to not say anything for fifteen minutes
kai never had this much silence in his life
taeyong is still not done sucking the toy off and you let him
never step between a man and his favorite dildo
lucas takes up the task of untying ten who wants to share the other end that’s free now
and mark hands over the camera to kai who films just that
which also means mark is in the mood for you
about time to get some dick
and have taemin watch right next to you
being able to delight in mark’s wonderful technique
doggystyle
which ends up in kai joining
which causes yukhei to join
and baekhyun to film
the three are literally queueing while waiting for their turn
you tell them when to pull out and let the other member have you
until mark is riddled with so much suspension, the fifth thrust on his turn ends up in an unexpected hard climax
“oh my god oh my god!“
obviously kai will let loose now and cum as well, accompanied by really breathy groans
yukhei takes his time to make you moan which gives both taeyong and taemin a good show and an untouched orgasm
eventually you get to hear lucas growling his soul out
and kai bickering to pull out already
because it’s time for buffet
after getting rid of his condom, mark has been untying the very resilient ten who’s been in prawn bondage for like half an hour and five minutes now
respect
he and baekhyun team up to eat you out
yeah prepare for a dream team
while mark and kai chill on the other side of the bed
lucas on the other hand still doesn’t have enough and ends up licking your legs with his cock firmly palmed in those big hands
baekhyun and ten are doing the most meanwhile, lapping you up all sloppy
the job of the cameraman goes to a wild taemin who’s undone his safety hook
he can’t stand this shit anymore he has to join the action instead of lying around in ropes
jeez the guy has the fun of his life playing with filters
silently giggling to himself
until kai finds out that taemin has been putting cat ears on ten and cowboy hats on lucas
kai confiscates the phone from naughty taem and decides to take up that task himself
so taemin can eat you out himself now
alright there are three heads bumping each other between your legs now
and yukhei close-by, currently nibbling at your outer thighs
can you imagine how crowded and crammed that is
you tell mark to get taeyong out of his ties as well
if you’re gonna cum he has to join the party as well
and he will not hesitate my friend
taeyong’s kinky tongue (which can make all kinds of completely unprecedented moves and slurping noises) riles up the other three to put all their effort into this
you order baekhyun and ten to line you left and right of your hips, fingering you from there
and let both taeyong and taemin get you to the point with their tongues at the same time
it’s a busy day innit
the reason is that baekhyun and ten didn’t come but you plan to change that with some dual handjob
baekhyun lets out some pretty hoarse panting noises
(yeah jongin destroyed him with that toy in his mouth for real)
once your hands grip onto their erections, almost automatically baekhyun’s fingers start going crazy on your clit and ten goes mad with his thumb right next to it
yeah he’s kept his rings on this is gonna be a sexy sight
mark and kai retire from their pillows to join at your request
mark kissing you, jongin sucking on your breasts
from this point on things are pretty much just a daze
two tongues two hands? oh shit
four people are trying to make you cum what did you expect
and three other people are licking you all over
yukhei doesn’t even care at this point he’s just straight up kissing your feet
ten is silently groaning it out, he’s pouring his seed into the condom with little twitches in the hip and shoulders
taeyong’s tongue is gonna finish you off, taemin’s lips will make you feel so good, your legs will be a shaking mess in yukhei’s hands
how to even describe this
it’s an explosion of heat and contractions
you’re going fucking crazy from all that head and tongue action god damn
mark definitely has to swallow a lot of your moans all over the place
and taeyong
also swallows
what a god-loving man
your pussy is leaking enough to feed baekhyun as well
who still strokes himself off while he’s cleaning you up with his mouth, oh boy he really developed a lot of stamina
you have your fun telling him to stop jerking himself off
so his orgasm ends up being ruined
those always mess him up
always a nice sight to have him shaking and whining and gasping
you have to roll over at some point before getting overstimulated
phew that takes quite a couple of deliberate breaths
now you have seven hot guys with sopping wet mouths on your hands, looking at you exhausted and infatuated
that’s super m for you
yukhei, man for the basics he is, hands out towels
you really gotta say he’s kept a clear head in all of this except maybe the sudden foot fetish reveal
of course taeyong towels himself down the most he’s basically covered himself with anything he could get his hands on
that face is dripping like his saturday evening lasagnas
you help clean mark who kinda lost his mind and heart while kissing you, he needs your care a little more now
baekhyun soon snaps back into organization mode and has the brilliant idea to unpack xuxi’s and jongin’s luggage
to have everyone wearing their gigantic hoodies and sweaters
it’s warm in the room anyway but this feels so much cozier
after going to the bathroom
a ball of cuddly guys is snuggled up all aroud you faster than you can think
mark and taeyong are already sleeping they really knocked themselves out
champs
kai finds the completely forgotten phone somewhere in the sheets and turns off what seems to be a 50 minutes video
that’s gonna be fun to watch some time
baekhyun nuzzles himself to sleep against your sweater, right between your breasts
“mochi mama thank...” are his last words before he drifts off to pineapple pizza land or whatever dreamscape is in his head
probably something much dirtier but anyway
lucas and kai steal kisses from you and go off to sort out the room
jesus christ they still have the energy
taeyong’s nasty lil’ toy collection gets cleaned and reassembled, the ropes get coiled up, the towels wander into a washing machine in the other room
whose steady bumping lulls the rest of you to sleep
while taemin, epitome of taste he is, plays his best of hits on low volume with his phone
dozing off between seven guys while “heaven” is playing?
best thing ever
the rest is history. you’re surrounded by sleepy cuddly sweater men
you actually sleep for a couple hours
dawntime you wake up cozied and sandwiched between yukhei’s tiddies and jongin’s back
which is the most protected, snug place on earth
even a nuclear superweapon couldn’t explode past that spot
they’re fast asleep
giant baby and teddy bear
safeguarding you in unison
ain’t they adorable
baekhyun is awake silently doing pilates, smiling cutely at you when he sees you’re awake, and he gets a big load of kisses i’m telling you
miraculously everything is tidy and smells fresh, and there’s a light soup in the air...
... lee taeyong got up at 6:30.
he was a whirlwind
the group gets to enjoy a 3-course classic korean breakfast
because taeyong found the club kitchen
what kind of godly entity is this man
how did he do all of this
the club is the cleanest it’s ever been
taking care of 24 people is probably so difficult, this is actually easy to him
you depart in a good mood because damn that soup was restaurant quality and baekhyun had the idea to give you morning head to which everyone joined in
good thing the club has showers
baekhyun is still horny as hell and you want that D(elight) any time of the day
so you fuck for a bunch of minutes in his car after dropping off the team and they giving you playful winks
you park the car behind xiumin’s house because that’s the most calm place to be
people are sleeping on xiumnin so hard, no paparazzi are around, ever
baekhyun settles there with you smiling
he didn’t sing “get you alone” with no reason
baekhyun needs that one-on-one time with you to ground himself and love you all over again big time
plus you are dying to cum bouncing on him on the driver’s seat
while he is desperately gripping the steering wheel to have something solid to hold onto
yeah baekhyun is always ready to lose it for ya
it’s literally such a good spot to fuck
he’s strapped in all underneath you and you can see him squirm and get heart eyes from up close
you also love how your thighs meet the fabric of his pants
baekhyun’s tiny lap is already worth a huge nut you love grinding on him
those shapely thighs
with his cock peaking out from underneath his sweater
what his morning head tongue can do, his dick can do twice with ease so time for round two today
glad you have your bag with some utensils
you’re generous with lube on the condom
in fact you love spilling it over his pants a little
it looks like you’ve been squirting on him that’s why
baekhyun is down for your pervy imaginations
and gets even harder
not bad lil’ guy
time to make him moan with the grip of your walls
mochi breathes pretty hard because damn... more dick destruction
you love burying your hands in his sweater at the shoulders and just fucking ride
his hair gets messy, his bedroom gaze is so intense
his ass still hurts from yesterday but it seems to turn him own judging by the high-pitched groans and his begs for you to bounce on him harder
no problem his dick is just made to be ridden
if this wasn’t a high-tech car from the future with carbon and whatnot anybody could hear baekhyun’s um ‘vocals’ from the outside
this is so much fun oh my god
baekhyun releases with his eyes shut and teeth pressed together, his nose is all scrunched up
jesus this one got to him
he drives you to his home with his fingers shaking a little on the steering wheel
literally tapping like they do in his microphone on stage
yep this shook him up
and insatiable byun is now satisfied byun
nothing better than knowing you ruined your cupcake boyfriend in the best of ways
back at his apartment and after some extra carbo hydrate heavy food, as a pre-nap treat you grind on his thighs and his ass because why not
and gyrate him to sleep with his arms and legs stretched in all directions
both of you are still in disbelief that all of this happened
legend has it you’re dreaming of more group sex ideas that night
the next day taemin sends the champagne video to celebrate your first time together
which brings us back to the start
and that’s how it all happened
now you know
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Blackberry Winters.
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Part 2.
Namjoon stared at his mother, her words registering but not quite sinking in. He blinked, a couple of times and swallowed dryly, trying to gather his wits that felt like they'd been scattered to the four winds. There was a dull ringing in his ear, a feeling of impending horror and he had to fight to bring himself back to the present.
"She is...?" He couldn't even say it. Somewhere in the back of his mind he realised the irony of it. It wasn't supposed to makes him feel that way. The reason he had taken her to bed was for this : a heir to take over the duties of the head alpha after him. And yet, he knew that he couldn't just ignore all the things that would come with having a pregnant mate. All the added responsibility.
At the heart of it , Namjoon was exhausted.
He had been trained for this position but it didn't make it any easier. His wolf yearned for solitude and serenity, peaceful quiet where he could contemplate life and all its mysteries but the duties and responsibilities kept piling up. He had no time to indulge in such whimsical fantasies. From daybreak to sundown, he drowned in problems that demanded solutions, issues that required his intervention and he was always giving so much of himself to so many.
It was as taking a toll.
And now here was the promise of another new soul. A pup. Fully dependant on him for survival. It was hard to be ecstatic.
" Why do you look so surprised? Have you not been sleeping with her?" She frowned, moving closer to the small wooden bench in the corner of the room. She sat down, primly adjusting the large swathes of her skirt. Even at her age, she was a beauty and despite being a widow, she was treated with great respect by all the wolves in the clan.
" I have... Of course...I just didn't expect her to ...so soon. " He muttered hesitantly. He made a quick calculation, Conceived at the end of autumn meant the child would be born at the end of summer. Rains and more rains. He would have to commission the weavers to make a lot of warm blankets and thick bedding for the babe. And make sure that all the birthing huts had their roofs mended. He felt an ache in his chest. He knew he had to have a heir. It was part of what he was responsible for. But he wasn't ready to be a father yet. Especially not with someone like her.
" You haven't been very subtle in your disdain for her, Joon. It makes me wonder of perhaps I have failed in teaching you the ways of a husband." His mother's sharp voice made him wince.
His parents had been deeply in love with each other. His mother had been an equal contributor in running the clan, his father's most trusted confidante. He couldn't imagine having something like that with the woman he had rather recklessly chained himself to for life. But he couldn't be openly defiant in front of his mother.
So he bowed.
" I've tried to talk to her mother. She looks at me like I'm some marauding villain."
Lady Kim scoffed.
" Because, for all she knows, you may as well be one. Think of who she is, how she was raised. Her mother died when she was eight and she has been keeping house for her father since then. It Is a miracle she knows how to read a few words and to write her own name. Old man Gong is unkind and cruel and I've only ever watched him treat her like an unruly dog that needed discipline and never like his own flesh and blood. She knows men to be cruel and powerful and capable of doing her great harm. Add to it your status as the head of the clan, of course she thinks you're dangerous. "
" am I to be blamed for her childhood now?"
" Don't be obtuse. That is not what I'm saying. I just want you to consider her upbringing, before you write her off as dramatic or hysterical. "
Namjoon sighed deeply.
" Alright, mother. I'll try to talk to her again. "
And he knew that he had to. If he wanted some semblance of peace in his life, he would have to make an effort with his wife.
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Jiah sat by the haybale near the barn, cross-legged on the dirty floor as she watched Misu and Loshim, two of the stable boys tend to the horses. She stared at the careful way they brushed the large beasts, their tone gentle and soothing as they murmured reassurance to the agitated animals. She found it fascinating, how even an animal that powerful could feel fear and anxiety. It made her feel better about her own shortcomings.
From a very young age, she had known of her flaws. She was jittery, prone to cold sweats and breathing problems, easily frightened and absolutely terrified of confrontation of any kind. Her parents had been, to put it lightly, unkind. They had seen her as a burden, as something broken and useless and cumbersome and that had done nothing for her self esteem.
To make matters worse, they didn't let her attend lessons with the other omega girls, her education limited to scribbled writing on granite with chalk when her father was feeling bored or charitable. She could read a few words with difficulty . Could write her name out if you gave her some time and patience.
At first, her ignorance had been embarassing but over time she realised her education wouldn't serve her much purpose.
She thought of herself as something temporary and fleeting. Not meant to leave any lasting impression on the world. So it was alright if she didn't know what every other girl her age did. She was going to live and die in that hut near the boundary walls..... She would have no use for fancy words or exotic dances.
Or so she hd always believed.
So when the head alpha had asked for her hand in marriage, she had nearly passed out from her heart giving out.
Namjoon was seven years older, almost thirty winters old and she had only ever caught glimpses of him when he came to check on her father's watchpost occasionally. He was a tall man, strapping and intimidating with dragon eyes that glowed red. And one evening he had stopped by her side when she had been tending the beets and potatoes in the small vegetable garden out back.
He had stared at her for a few long minutes while she had sweated in nervousness and then he had promptly asked for her father. When the man had Stepped in and told her father that he was looking to make her his bride, the old man had been jubilant while Jiah had been confounded.
She hadn't wanted to say yes but she had been too much of a coward to say no. Besides, she didn't know if saying no would have any repurcussions....she didn't want to risk offending the literal head of the entire clan. What if they banished her? What would become of her then?
And so she had said yes. And here she was.
Mated to the man for life, her wolf connected to his and his mark on her neck and now....his child in her womb.
She felt the familiar stirring of panic, digging her nails into her palm to ground herself .
Jiah had long come to terms with the fact that her mind was not her friend. It sometimes tried to attack her , tried to make her feel irrational things. It convinced her that she was a bother, that she was useless, that she was a burden. It also tried to tell her that she was in danger, that she had to run and avoid and get away, even when she was perfectly safe.
When she had first come here as the head Alphas new wife, her brain had wrecked havoc on her senses. Had made her feel like a hunted animal, always cowering and hiding and trying to disappear . Namjoon had tried to be friendly, tried to be courteous and all she had done was hide and recoil, skin ice cold and words practically non existent. She hadn't said a word to him those first few days and even the bedding had been a nightmare, her entire body stiff as a board and she knew that he had probably felt like he was making love to a corpse.
She regretted it. Deeply. But there was not much she could do about it now. Besides she wasn't sure she even wanted to. It was obvious her husband's affections lay elsewhere. She had seen the way he looked at that courtesan. Had seen him sneak out for walks with her, had seen them huddled together in the room with all the scrolls and leather bound books.
Jisoo was a beautiful omega, well read and trained in musical arts. She played the gayageum and the flute, knew how to entertain guests with a perfect ceremonial dance and she was always at the helm of every festivity, dressed in vibrant fabrics and full of life.
She was also madly in love with Namjoon.
Jiah sighed, watching the horses paw at the dirty stable floor. She wanted to get to know her husband, yes. But she knew that even if she did, he would only find her wanting and inadequate in all ways.
And that was just not acceptable .
She maybe self aware when it came to her short comings but she also had her pride.
She would rather live like this. Tucked away like an embarassment, hidden like a dirty secret because then there would be no piercing gaze weighing her against her peers and declaring her broken.
Yes.
Pregnant or not, she wanted nothing to do with her husband.
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" Are you feeling well now?" Namjoon's voice startled her, eyes going wide as she looked around the resting quarters , gaze finally falling on the man standing near the large table on the side. Namjoon was bent over the rough oak surface , papers spread out in front of him, an oil lamp burning bright nearby, casting a sepia shadow on the man himself and she hesitated, debating the pros and cons of excusing herself to go see his mother instead. Maybe claiming a headache?
In the end she did neither, resolving to at least make an effort with this.
" I'm well, alpha. " She swallowed the lump in her throat. " I'm sorry for inconveniencing you. "
He straightened, turning around to look at her finally.
" Do you wish to move into another room?" He said briskly and she startled.
" Another room?"
" Now that you are with pup, there's no reason for us to keep sleeping together. I prefer having my own space. "
Jiah felt the blood rush through her ears. This shouldn't hurt but it did and she could feel the self loathing flood her senses. She stared down at herself, the lack of beauty and the utter lack of any kind of elegant upbringing. Of course he didn't want to stay with her any longer. What had she been thinking , agreeing to this farce of a mating?
" I... Alright. "
Namjoon turned away from her.
" Good. I've already arranged for all your things to be moved to the west wing , next to the gardens."
Far away from his rooms, Jiah thought bitterly. The sudden realization that Namjoon had been looking for some sort of brood mare and not a mate hit her . And it suddenly made sense that he hd picked her.
Someone easy to boss around.
Someone who wouldn't demand anything from him, loyalty or affection or attention .
And it irked her for some reason.
Why did he get to treat her that way? Why must she put up with it?
But she stayed quiet because she wasn't sure what to say.
" You can leave now, Jiah. " He said dismissively and she hesitated before stepping out of the room.
And she wondered if with her departure, someone else would be taking her place in his bed.
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Authors Note : would you guys like first person narrative or should I continue in third person? 👀
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Hiii! I would really like some real angsty/ real fluffiness with Bakugou basically where Class 1A does an embarrassing prank on s/o but they didn't know how she would react and they all end up regretting it and Bakugou Sweetly comforts her and just him being a complete softy to her (class apologizes and makes it up to her) (sorry this was so long)
a/n: hii! ooo this is really cute okokokkokok im- i love soft bakugou this is public knowledge
summary: a seemingly harmless prank played on you by a large number of students from your class lands you holed up in your room, leaving bakugou to clean up behind them to make things better.
key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk
warnings: swearing, fluff, a teeny bit of angst, mentions of body insecurities
word count: 1.4k
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The prank. It was seemingly harmless, throw a few buckets of water on you, Bakugou’s girlfriend-an idea Kaminari and Sero came up with-to watch both his and your reaction.
And this prank grew into something much bigger.
Now with nearly half the class in on it, you were nothing short of unexpecting as you walked beside Bakugou toward the front door of your dormitory.
You’d seen your classmates all standing around outside, and curious, you were ready to go and investigate with your boyfriend.
However, as you stepped outside and off of the porch, Bakugou was yanked away and what felt like the bottom of a storm cloud falling out, soaked you in water.
Soaked was an understatement, you were drenched. You stared in horror as your clothes stuck to your body, making you feel uncomfortable as your classmates laughed at you, only making you feel worse.
Bakugou had to watch it, and now that the shock had set in, he rushed over to you, but you were already running back inside, leaving a trail of water behind you.
It didn’t help that you slipped along the way, landing and busting your lip as you groaned in pain, forcing yourself off the ground to make it back to your dorm.
You were horrified. Thankfully, you’d left your phone inside, but there was still shame to be felt.
Not only had you been drowned by buckets of water, but your hair had also been drenched and ruined, your clothes stuck to every crevice of your body, making you feel uncomfortable, exposed, and self-conscious of your insecurities.
Any makeup that you had put on had run down your face, you were too scared to even look in the mirror.
Your face ached from your fall, but you tried to ignore it as you hid in your room, standing in your bathroom, trying to peel your wet clothes off to change.
“What the fuck?!” Bakugou shouted, yanking himself back away from Kaminari who had pulled him out of the way of the several water buckets positioned above the awning of the porch which had been pulled down to soak you in water.
“Hey, hey relax! It was just a prank!” Kaminari tried to laugh it off, but with Bakugou grabbing him by the collar, his palm sparking, Kaminari was beginning to fear for the next moments of his life.
“Like shit it was! Who’s idea was this? Was it fuckin’ yours?” Bakugou glared at the yellow-blonde as he nodded hesitantly, not even bothering to loop Sero into this madness.
“It was! It was supposed to just be a harmless prank! We didn’t think she’d blow it out of proportion!” Kaminari tried to defend himself and his classmates.
Bakugou knew deep down, it was meant to be harmless. And that accusing Kaminari was just his anger’s way of handling things. But to hear him accuse you, of reacting the wrong way.
“Watch your fuckin’ mouth. It’s not her fault at all. You better fuckin’ fix this.” Bakugou tossed Kaminari to the ground, leaving to head back inside, sending a narrow glare at the silent peers that stood outside, mortified that Bakugou would say something to them next.
“Maybe this was a bad idea.” Mina bit the inside of her cheek, glancing over to Sero, the one who had approached her about the idea.
“You think?” Kirishima sighed, shaking his head. He knew just by standing there he’d let both you and Bakugou down.
“We need to apologize.” Kirishima was the one who broke the unsettling aura first, taking the first steps to initiate some sort of apology to mend what had been broken.
As Bakugou made his way up to your dorm, he noticed the significantly body-shaped water spot that had already begun to dry in some spots on the floor. He was now worried you’d injured yourself.
And as he rushed to your dorm even faster, he didn’t even bother to knock.
Twisting the knob and opening the door to your room, he noticed how dark it was inside. No lights on to signify that you were even there. The curtains had been closed, blocking out any light, but with just enough light from the hall, he could make out the shape of someone huddled under piles of blankets.
Listening closely, he could hear your whimpers, your cries.
Shutting the door behind him, he walked over to you carefully, reaching to nudge wherever your arm my be.
“Hey-”
“Go away.” You sobbed, turning away from him. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to stop crying, but the tears continued to flow.
“I don’t want to see you right now, I’m the fucking joke, I get it! You don’t have to come here and rub it in or praise your friends just because you’re so close to me-”
A warm feeling invaded your blanket fortress as Bakugou crawled under your covers, wrapping his arms around you as he trapped you in his grasp.
“You really think I was in on this idiot?” Bakugou whispered, resting his head against your back. Your eyes shot open wide and your body turned to face him.
“Y-you weren’t?” You spoke softly, now feeling bad for accusing him. Bakugou sighed and pulled you in closer to press a kiss to your forehead.
“Are you okay?” Bakugou whispered, a hand tucking a few semi-dried strands of your hair behind your ear.
“I feel like shit.” You lay your head into Bakugou’s chest, closing your eyes.
“Had I known I would’ve stopped it before it happened. They’re a bunch of dumbasses.” Bakugou hugged you as you snaked your arms around him.
“I’m sorry for being mad at you.”
“Don’t apologize. You’re upset. You can feel upset. If it helps to take it out on me, I’ll tough it out.” Bakugou smirks.
“I’m your big and strong boyfriend after all.” His comment makes you giggle.
“Says the one cuddling me like a teddy bear.” You tease the blonde as he snuggles into your neck, placing little kisses along your cool skin.
You had been freezing cold from the water and the cool air, covering up under a plethora of blankets to warm yourself up tied in with wanting to hide away from the world.
“Can we stay like this, for a while?” You asked quietly, snuggling into Bakugou’s warmth.
“Mhm.” Bakugou replied lazily, taking the time to enjoy this time with you. He knew you didn’t want to talk about what happened, and you were okay with that.
After a little while and after taking a short nap, you were up and ready to head back out to grab a little bite to eat.
When Bakugou turned one of your lights on, it was then that he saw the large bruise on your bottom lip.
“What happened to your lip?” Bakugou was concerned, cupping your face in his hands as his thumbs poked around at your lip.
“Ow! I slipped and busted it-”
“Those-”
“It’s fine. It’ll heal. I just need to get some ointment for it.” You sighed, leaning over to delicately kiss Bakugou’s hand.
Bakugou sighed and leaned to press a gentle kiss to your lips, just barely touching his to yours in fear of hurting your lip even more.
When you made it downstairs to the common room, you were shocked to see the pranksters sitting still and silent in some weird formation, their heads lifting when they spotted you and Bakugou.
“Can we talk for a moment?” Kirishima asked loudly, the two of you stopping to see what they wanted.
“What?” Bakugou asked angrily.
“We’d like to apologize.” Kirishima started.
“It was our idea, to prank you, (Y/n). And It was a really dumb idea. we’re very sorry.” Kaminari and Sero were the first to apologize.
“And we’re sorry for embarrassing you.” Mina and Kirishima apologized for the remainder of the students who sat there. You glanced at Bakugou before sighing.
“Thank you, for the apologies. I know your intentions were pure, but please let’s try pranks that don’t involve water buckets.” You tried to ease the mood. Sero and Kaminari were already back to planning.
“I’m sorry for yelling at all of you. But don’t fuckin’ pull this shit again.” Bakugou yelled, before grumbling something back toward the kitchen.
“I’m really sorry.” Kirishima said to you personally.
“It’s okay. I forgive you, I forgive all of you.” You spoke up a bit louder. Kirishima hugged you.
“But we aren’t even.” You smirked.
“P-prank war?” Kirishima stuttered.
“Prank war.” Your eyebrows narrowed.
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Eskel is a Fanboy (Part 2, Electric Boogaloo)
This is a second part of this. Which in turn was inspired by this.
Please note, this is less funny and a little deeper than the first part, despite the title. Discussions of FEELINGS, hardcore, but also the trials. Brief mention of hypothermia.
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Geralt arrived late that year. Vesemir had been pacing the corridors, a worry line between his brows, for the last week. The snows were getting worse and worse and innocent snowflakes joined other completely harmless snowflakes until a very un-harmless amount of snow had piled on the track and the passes.
Lambert, alongside Aiden (another reason for the creases on Vesemir’s brow) lounged in the great hall, completely unconcerned.
“He’s stayed later and later every year,” Lambert said, lazily. “He keeps lingering with that bard of his. Why should this year be any different?” His eyes were half closed as Aiden played idly with his hair.
“If he doesn’t get here in the next two days he’ll be too late,” Vesemir snapped.
“I recognize I’m the outsider, here,” Aiden said. “But I don’t always winter with my troupe, and Lambert occasionally spends winters away...”
Eskel shook his head. The constant bickering was impacting his reading and he’d long ago marked his place in his book and set it aside. “Not Geralt,” he said with certainty. “He always winters at home.”
Aiden levelled a chilly, yellow gaze. “You love him.”
“He’s my brother in arms.”
“He’s special to you.”
Eskel wanted to growl and snap, but Aiden wasn’t saying it in a malicious way. There was no threat or accusation in his words. If there had been it would have been pure hypocrisy, what with the way Lambert currently lay in his lap. Eskel had spent a week pretending not to see the pairs’ furtive kisses.
“He is special to me,” Eskel said at last. “I found him, after his second trial, was given special allowance to be away from training to help him. Whatever happened, with the mutagens, he was deaf and blind for nearly two weeks. And had as much strength as a kitten.”
Vesemir’s pacing gained a sharper edge. “I wish I’d killed the mage that called for that second trial.” He said. Lambert and Eskel made eye contact, they were familiar with the self loathing in Vesemir’s voice. Lambert was angry at the world and his whole situation, but they had all forgiven Vesemir years ago. There was no choice but to mend bridges with a pack so small. Still, they rarely talked about it.
“You killed the mage that called for his third,” Eskel said, quietly.
Aiden’s head jerked up. He’d been a witcher, albeit a different school. He knew the trials, he knew the pain, but three trials... “They tried...?”
Eskel nodded his confirmation. “Geralt survived, and the mages who ran the trials wanted to see how many he could take.”
“So I split his throat on my knife,” Vesemir said. There was no satisfaction in his tone, but just an empty statement of action.
“I didn’t know it was you that killed the mage,” Lambert said. “I just knew one had been killed for the suggestion. I heard they made the witcher drink hemlock as punishment.” There was a warmer light of respect in Lambert’s eyes than usually shone there.
“They did,” Vesemir said. “It didn’t kill me.”
That was it for conversation that night, but Eskel went to bed thinking about Aiden’s words.
He’s special to you.
Geralt was special to him. There was an understanding, something gentle and kind between them. Geralt and Eskel lived their separate lives and had lovers and adventures. But for three months of the year they had each other.
Eskel had sometimes wondered if there was something wrong with him. He never gave his heart to anyone. Sex meant nothing and love didn’t happen, and he could only love Geralt for three months at a time.
Except that wasn’t true at all, because of course Eskel loved Geralt all the time. It was only a softer kind of love than he read about in poetry. He didn’t need fiery passion and desperate declarations of love. He had a steady love for Geralt, as sure as the beating of his heart. It was as good a love story as any, but now Geralt had his bard and a tiny, hidden part of Eskel whispered “If Only.”
If only he and Geralt could lounge like Aiden and Lambert, to pet each others’ hair and share small kisses in the corners. If only Eskel really had Geralt for those three months. He had no doubt that the feelings were mutual, but something in their lives had been built apart, and it would take something powerful to shape them anew.
The next evening brought a blizzard. And Geralt.
It took both Aiden and Lambert to shut the door behind Geralt with the way the wind blew in around him. It curled and flickered shards of ice through the air that melted in the heat of the hall, dampening Geralt’s old, black cloak. Which he was holding around himself like a cocoon. Vesemir took Geralts cloak for him, which revealed what he’d been holding.
Huddled against Geralt, nose red and face pale, was a young man in a blue cloak.
Geralt bundled him in front of the fire without a word, pulling away the damp cloak and hanging it to dry. Vesemir brought blankets as Geralt pried the instrument case from the man’s hands.
A lute case.
Eskel’s pulse picked up. This was obviously the bard. This was Jaskier, Oxenfurt’s most prodigious poet. He’d studied with Rumi and Alighieri and Li Bai. In just a few years he’d reformed witchers’ reputations. They’d all been treated better these past few years. More money, less tar and feathers. Eskel went to sit beside Jaskier to beg him for stories but Geralt met his gaze, smiled softly, and shook his head.
Eskel restrained himself. Jaskier was clearly staving off shock from the cold, as well as hypothermia. Instead of doing what he really wanted to do (lay himself prone at Jaskier’s feet and worship his skill with words) he put on a kettle for tea.
Aiden and Lambert make eye contact with each other, nod to Geralt, and leave. Vesemir also makes a tactful retreat. This time was just for Eskel and Geralt. And the bard shivering on a pile of cushions next to the fire.
“He had a hard time on the Killer,” Geralt said, quietly.
“It’s called the Killer for a reason.”
“He begged me to come, I told him it would be too dangerous,” Geralt whispered. “He followed me and I couldn’t make him leave, that’s why I was late.”
“Vesemir’s been worried,” Eskel said, staring at the fire. He sat on the cushions, beside the bard, without taking his eyes from the coals. Geralt sat on the other side of Jaskier, rubbing carefully over the bard’s chilly hands, pulling off the woolen mittens and gently warming each knuckle.
“I had to go slower for him,” Geralt said. Between the two of them, the bard seemed mostly asleep. His eyelashes flickered on his cheeks, struggling to stay open.
“You can sleep,” Eskel whispered. “You’ll wake up, you’re cold but not in danger.” He took the other chilly hand. “Just sleep.”
Blue eyes slipped closed and Eskel took the kettle off the fire so it didn’t whistle.
“He was so desperate to be here, he wanted to see the Keep,” Geralt said. “And I wanted him to come. To meet you.”
“I did make you promise I’d get to meet him,” Eskel said, sitting back down and resting a hand on Geralt’s shoulder. “I think I’ve read everything he’s ever written.”
“That’s not why I wanted him to meet you,” Geralt said.
Eskel’s breath caught. They were talking about it, sort of. “I know,” he said.
The bard curled up a little, like a nautilus shell. Geralt lay down on the cushions behind him and Eskel made himself comfortable. Sleep and warmth and the smell of the pine fire lulled him slowly to sleep. Just as he was drifting off, Jaskier reached out in his sleep and placed one hand, less chilly than it was, on Eskel’s arm. It stayed there until the morning.
“So True Love’s Waste wasn’t inspired by a person?” Eskel asked over breakfast, mouth full of porridge.
Jaskier shook his head, gulping down hot tea. “No, I was out on a bender with some friends and we saw this washerwoman’s cat trying to catch a soap bubble, right?”
Eskel nodded, entranced.
“It was so totally focused on catching this soap bubble, it’s eyes were all wide and determined, like all it wanted was the bubble, but when it caught the bubble...”
“It popped,” Eskel laughed. “And you wrote a poem that has been deemed the best love poem of the last hundred years about it.”
Jaskier chuckled. “Art is more trite and derivative than people think.”
Eskel reached out and touched Jaskier’s wrist, looking into those heavily-lashed eyes. “Your work could never be called trite, or derivative.”
Behind Jaskier, Eskel saw something flash in Geralt’s eyes, and he stood from the table, clearing his plate, but then Jaskier was telling a story about Rumi, his former professor, and Eskel’s attention was diverted.
The next week passed in peace, for the most part. Repairs to the keep were ongoing, but halted when the snow was heavy. Vesemir kept them training and the library, neglected by all but Eskel, kept Jaskier busy. At mealtimes and in the evenings Eskel and Jaskier chatted about art and music and life on the Path. But Geralt was subdued, something tired and sad gleaming in his golden eyes. He wouldn’t talk about it, and he fled when Eskel tried.
It hurt, that Geralt suddenly wouldn’t talk to him, but Eskel knew the white wolf better than anyone, so he cornered him in the training yard one afternoon and pinned him down.
“Talk. To. Me,” he panted, grinding Geralt’s shoulders into the flagstones.
“Nothing to say,” Geralt grunted.
“Bullshit.”
“Nothing!”
“You keep hiding! It’s not nothing!”
Geralt kicked his feet up, flipping them both over and freeing himself. He stood over Eskel who was still laying on the ground. “You can have him,” he said, beginning to walk away.
Eskel snagged his ankle, bringing his idiot wolf down to the ground without remorse. “You’re stupid.”
“I’m not, he adores you. You have so much in common, it makes sense.”
Eskel remembered the conversation of the year before. Please don’t take my bard.
“I’m not taking your lover boy from you,” he snapped.
“He’s not my lover boy.”
“He would be if you would only ask him.”
“He deserves better.”
“He wants you.”
“He wants you,” Geralt howled. “He looks at you like you got out a ladder and personally nailed the moon to the sky. Every time you talk he hangs on your words.”
“He looks at you the same way,” Eskel said, quietly. “And I...” He paused. This was so close to the thing they never talked about.
“You don’t look at me that way,” Geralt whispered.
“But I feel it all the same.”
The admission rang in the empty training yard, despite it being barely a whisper.
“I want you to have him, to be with him, because the two of you are made for eachother. It was obvious to me before you’d even met. I just wish,” Geralt stopped, his voice growing tight.
“What do you wish?”
“I just hate that it hurts so much. I love you both, I do, so so much, and all I want is you two happy, and you’ll be happy together, but I just wish it didn’t cut me out.”
Eskel rolled over and bumped his forehead to Geralt’s. There were tear tracks in the dirt there. “It doesn’t have to. That’s a silly rule and you made it up for yourself. I love you both and he loves us both, so you can have us both.”
Geralt sat up, bringing Eskel with him, then pulled him into a kiss that burned. It was a simple press of their lips together but Eskel felt like he’d been struck by lightning.
“Oh,” came a quiet voice from the nearby doorway. Jaskier was standing there, cheeks flushed and eyes wide. “I’ll just--”
“Stay,” Eskel said, chuckling. He pulled Jaskier down to sit on the flagstones with them. “I think Geralt has something he wants to tell you.”
Geralt looked nervous. He swallowed a couple times, eyes darting over Jaskier’s face. “I...” He said. “Um, what Eskel means is that... um, I”
“Oh you great big oaf,” Eskel said. “Jaskier, he loves you, he’s absolutely mad about you. He just can’t say it because he loves me too and it’s taken him the better part of a century to tell me.”
Jaskier beamed, his blush growing. “And you?” he said.
“I’m not sure I love you yet,” Eskel said. “But I think I will.”
“I think I will too,” Jaskier said, then he leaned in and brushed a soft kiss to Eskel’s lips, off center, so it brushed his scar and part of his cheek too. Then he kissed Geralt the same way.
“Aiden’s going to be so pissed that he lost the bet,” Jaskier said, as if he hadn’t just rocked both witchers’ worlds with a mere kiss. “He bet Lambert you wouldn’t figure it out until next week.”
“You knew,” Eskel said, touching the tips of his fingers to where his face was still tingling from the kiss.
“They way Geralt talks about you, well...” Jaskier said, smiling at Geralt. “And then the way you talk about him,” he smiled at Eskel. “And the way you both look at me, I knew. I just wasn’t sure you knew.” His smile shifted into something bashful and a little insecure. It was an odd look on his normally confident face. “And it seemed too much to assume you both would really want me, I’m not all,” he gestured at his shoulders and arms, obviously comparing their builds.
Eskel couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle. “We don’t care about that,” he said, carding his hand through Jaskier’s hair and revelling in the way the bard leaned into his touch. “I’ve seen Geralt with a face full of pimples, and I mean full, and that was back when he was calling himself Geralt Roger Eric du Haute-Bellegarde. It isn’t about looks.” He trailed his eyes across Jaskier. “And even if it was we wouldn’t find you wanting.”
“He’s right,” Geralt said, pressing a little kiss right behind Jaskier’s ear. “We find nothing about you wanting.”
“You both are going to leave me wanting if you’re not careful,” Jaskier whined, borderline laciviously. He leaned back against Geralt and pulled Eskel closer, kissing Eskel’s cheek chastely in spite of his words. When he turned to kiss Geralt’s cheek too Eskel nuzzled closer, feeling Geralt’s arms pull him into the pair of them.
“You have to promise to write me into your poetry, after all this,” he said.
Jaskier laughed, head tilting back and eyes crinkling at the corners. “As if I haven’t already,” he whispered.
Three months later the great bard Jaskier debuted his latest poetry anthology. Silver and Steel was praised by academics across the continent, although the line about being eaten alive was highly debated. Jaskier’s sudden penchant for high collars might have answered the questions, but he wasn’t about to give away the secret.
#jaskel#geralt x jaskier x eskel#this is stupid but happy#less funny than the first bit#but more cute#the witcher#jaskier is a famous bard#eskel is his fanboy#geralt loves them both very much
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it's fun to be angry
Honestly I'm always surprised by the Before the Storm game stats. So many people don't seem to play Chloe as angry, choosing to be nicer to Joyce and David. Chloe has every right to be angry at them, and it's fun playing a game where I feel free to just let out my feelings. I'm more like Max in personality in RL, so it's nice to have a character that isn't scared to just say how she feels.
So I'm always surprised so many people play it safer, as opposed to just letting loose. Like 90 percent of people accept Davd's photograph? I get it's a touching story he shares with that photograph, but his treatment of Chloe... I am Chloe as I play and I resent him for trying to be my 'new dad' when I had a perfectly good dad. Playing Lis and Farewell and seeing what William was like and then seeing what David is like... it actually makes my blood boil as Chloe.
There is nothing about David that is like William. William treated Chloe like an equal and was so loving and funny. There is no way in hell he would treat Chloe how David does, and she knows it. Even if she was going through other struggles, William would NEVER. There are so many times where David says shit that really insults William, like how she's had a long enough vacation from having a father figure, or how she can finally learn what a stable home is like with him moving in. I'm sorry, but all that shit piles up and makes me ANGRY.
And that's what makes me, as Chloe, angry at Joyce. It's so betraying, having my mom let this piece of shit treat me like I'm garbage. Allowing it. Condoning it. Welcoming him into our home, letting him move in, stuffing family photos in drawers and in the garage.
Joyce always makes everything about HER. She doesn't understand why Chloe is hurting, and instead of trying to work on their relationship she makes David her priority. Given the situation it would have been better to hold off on David moving in and working on one on one time with Chloe and focusing on HER. But she doesn't. And yes, Joyce has a right to move on, but Chloe is a teenager and the loss of her dad is still very real and present. Chloe's behaviour and bad school grades come from grief and pain, but Joyce just treats Chloe like she has no clue why Chloe acts how she does and like it's one big personal attack on her. Which just hurts Chloe more.
How can she not see how I'm hurting and not get why? Joyce treats Chloe how Blackwell does - like she should be over her dad's death and doing well in school. She even makes a comment about how 'it's good your father still has a place in your heart' and it's like still? of course he still does and always will...
I do sympathize with Joyce and David. They were trying their best, and we see in Lis2 how much David changes, and how he and Chloe make peace and have a good relationship (the fact he calls her SWEETIE in the phone call) but this game is about 16 year old Chloe and I love getting into her headspace and it is just so fun to just be angry. So I make a lot of angry choices. And it feels freeing. So I'm not nice to Joyce, I am not nice to David, fuck him, fuck his attempt at a peace offering, fuck him.
It hurts so much mom lets him treat me like shit, acts like it's all fine, doesn't care about my feelings... tries to force me to like him. I think it's a very relatable teen experience to have your mom take everything as a personal attack and refuse to let you express yourself. At least, for me, and I do have a good relationship with my mom but I couldn't argue with her cause she was right and I was wrong. And it's so infuriating to be on the receiving end of that. Chloe's feelings on David aren't allowed - Joyce is right, Chloe is wrong, and not letting your teen's feelings be valid is really hurtful in ways hard to put into words.
For example in epi 3 I had my Chloe wish Joyce a happy mother's day. She loves her mom and wants things to be better, but then Joyce tries to force her to talk to David when she clearly doesn't want too and it all just ends with my Chloe rejecting David's peace offering. Chloe clearly wants to bond with her mom again, but being forced to interact with David sets her off. It would have benefitted their relationship again if Joyce put things on hold with David to focus on Chloe. But I get that's unfair to her too, but she's the adult and Chloe is a teenager and Chloe really needed one on one time with her mom. She needed her mom not to attack (like about her grades or skipping) and focus on mending their bond. But her forcing David into things triggers Chloe and puts so much more distance between them.
Notice too how in their scenes, Joyce constantly forces David into the conversation. She can't let it just be about them, she has to insert David. I know she's trying to get Chloe to warm up to him by doing this, but it just alienates Chloe from her.
I know I'll pick the bae ending and from Lis2 I know he and Chloe will make peace. With Joyce it's harder, because I know we don't get to make peace. But in the end, Joyce knows Chloe loves her (from convos you can have with her with Max)
But today is not that day I say as I replay BTS.
Not today Satan!
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Could you please do a small blurb of Spencer (probably after prison) being soft and in love 🥺🥺 I know it’s vague but do what you will with it, I love anything you do 🥰
A/N: have my hand in marriage anon! ask and you shall receive :)
Pairing: Post Prison Spencer x Female Reader
Word Count: .9k
Warnings: Nada - jus’ smooches
Salt Water
With the curtains drawn, evening rays of light fought to seep through the gaps in the railings. The news was buzzing lightly in the background, its volume too low for anyone to properly hear what’s been going on in the world. Her and Spencer were nothing but a tangle of green flannelettes and citrus scented sheets, sharing exhausted eyes and whatever was on each other’s minds. Spencer’s back was against the headboard, coarse hands resting lightly on her hips as she straddled his lap. “You look very soft, right now,” she cooed, brushing a few stray curls out of his face. “Thank... you?” his nose twitched as a confused smile made its way onto his tilted face. “That is the correct response,” a smile toyed on her lips. He giggled, pulling her impossibly closer. Her forehead lay against his, and staring into his eyes, black holes swallowing the cinnamon irises, so near to one another, she was sure that he could hear her mind. His arm, beginning from her wrist, slid along hers, leaving goosebumps in its wake, stopping to gently squeeze her shoulder, and carefully tuck away hair that covered it. “You really do get all touchy-feely when you’re tired, Spencer,” her lips brushed his when she whispered, due to the proximity, “I’m not complaining though,”
“Can you blame me? I’ve missed you,” he murmured, not bothering to think of a witty remark. The small crease between his unkept eyebrows told you he was thinking about the metal bars and tinned meals, again.
Every minute he had been missing from you, you wanted to countervail. Spencer knew a lot of things, but stability was a foreign affair. She, however, had become a buoy in his ocean. Some days the waters were tranquil, gleaming under the sun - gulls ducking beneath blue cellophane transparency with ease, hunting unsuspecting Bluefin. Other days, the harrowing swells were enough to rock sailors to the sea floor and decorate uncharted waters with shipwrecks. Somehow, she remained adrift through it all, in a raft and a fluorescent life vest. While she may complain about orange being her least favourite colour, never did she take it off. He was still scared she would drown one day, and he’d destroy yet another person who had the misfortune of being in his life, but she had shown him, time and time again, that, for him, she would stay afloat for as long as the tides changed.
“Can I kiss you?” Spencer asked, after a short silence. In response, she placed her lips on his, feeling his heartbeat quicken underneath her palms resting on his chest. She smiled against his lips before realising hers was probably doing the same. There was no urgency, every movement was quiet and sensual, yet screamed love. His lips were warm against hers, as his thumbs drew gibbous moons on her sides. Unsatisfied with how little skin the ridden-up fabric presented him, he slowly slid his hands under her shirt and along her torso, causing her to gasp at the sudden contact. Taking advantage of the situation, he slipped his tongue between her lips, letting out a whine when she tugged on his curls, raking her fingers through his slightly knotty hair. She took his bottom lip between hers, sucking on it lightly. Feeling the vibrations of a small moan against her mouth urged her on. Their lips moulded together, reacting to one another the way a pile of iron sand would to a magnet. It was moments like this they both loved the most. Gentle. Slow. Soft.
For months every touch he’d felt was abrasive, every look unkind, in an air of malicious intentions and uncertainty. This was unfamiliar. Washing over him in her mending touches, his jaw now held in her small hands, everywhere her fingers brushed burnt like antiseptic in a fresh wound. He felt the stinging before the healing. That was just it, though. This time he knew the cuts wouldn’t bleed again. Spencer didn’t notice the tears until a saline flavour coated his tongue. Eventually, she pulled back, her breathing slightly heavy and his hair somehow messier than it was previously. The look in her eyes told him that he was alright. A worried expression painted her heavenly features as he sniffled. “Hey, my sweet boy, you’re okay.” Her gentle words of reassurance reached his ears as he nodded furiously and averted his gaze. Her thumbs quickly caught his tears, slowly swiping them away. “I’m sorry, I just-“
“You don’t have to say anything, Spencer.” She pulled his head into her breastbone, stroking his hair away from his ears to amplify her whispers of I’m here and I love you.
A tired smile was plastered on his face, when he pulled away, his pink lips now slightly swollen. The sight alone was enough to make her heart ache. Spencer’s gaze was fixated on her with complete adoration in his eyes. “Thank you,” he spoke, “for putting up with me,”
“Spencer, loving you isn’t a chore. It’s a privilege. You don’t believe it right now, but that’s okay, because - if you’ll let me - I’m going to spend the rest of my life convincing you,” she smiled, delicately kissing his forehead, letting her lips linger there. His head burrowed where her neck met her collar, arms tightening around her, afraid she was just a mirage and would vanish into transparency.
It didn’t need to be said out loud. He knew she understood.
#hope this is what u had in mind! i’m not quite up to post prison spence so i probably didn’t develop his character v accurately but 🥺🥺#i’m currently seeing him in so much misery and it hurts i can’t do this for him :(#on a lighter note! have a happy new year!!#dr spencer reid#spencer reid#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid fic#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid x reader#spencer x reader#matthew gray gubler#criminal minds#cbs criminal minds#cm fic#spencer reid blurb#mine: writing
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Final Exam- Teen Titans x Aquagirl! Reader
Masterlist
Request: Helloooooo! I have an Episode request “Final exam” (Season 1 ep 3) with Aquagirl!reader please and thank you very much!
Summary: It's a good thing you have junior life guard training as you face a new force of evil. Will you and your teammates defeat these foes or will you drown in the pressure?
Pairings: Robin x Reader (nothing serious, just some blushing lol)
Word count: 3192
A/N: hey!!! sorry this took a while I was just doing other things lul. Reminder that I'm now on AO3 (username is butterknifee) and that requests are always open! Hope you enjoy!!!
It was an uneventful day in the tower. Cyborg and Beast Boy were rummaging around the living room looking for the TV remote, Raven was reading silently and you were practicing your water skills, balancing an orb of water in mid air.
"It's gotta be around here somewhere!" Cyborg says, rummaging through the whole room. He lifts up the whole couch as Beast Boy sniffs around in dog form.
“How could you lose the remote?” Cyborg glares at Beast Boy.
“What makes you so sure I lost it?” Beast Boy asks, turning back into a human.
“Uh...'cause you're you.”
“Hey! Just because I lost that video game--”
“--And the toothpaste, and my football, and the waffle iron--”
“Things disappear. How am I supposed to know where they go?”
You continued to focus on your bubble, but couldn’t help but notice Raven lowering her book. You peeked over to see her annoyed expression, obviously caused by the two boys.
Cyborg huffs. “Well how am I supposed to watch TV without a remote?” Suddenly, Raven slammed her book, breaking you out of your focus and causing the water you were balancing to drop into a puddle. You stared wide-eyed at Raven as she stood up.
“Simple. You can just get up and change the channel.” she says with a stone cold expression.
“Don’t even joke like that.” Cyborg says. You hover your hands over the puddle, trying to pick it up with your hydrokinesis.
“Do you think you guys could argue in like, the bathroom or something? Cause-” you start, but Raven interrupts you.
“I wasn’t joking”
“Good, 'cause it wasn't funny!” Cyborg says. “Now either help us look for the remote or go back to your nasty old book and--”
“This is a pointless argument over a useless device.” she snaps, her face red from frustration.
“You know what, I'm just gonna get a mop or something,” you mumble. You consider actually getting up to get a mop as they continue to argue.
Robin and Starfire walks in to the three teens arguing and you sitting to the side. You make a pained expression at the two, your way of saying go back, before it's too late.
But Robin steps towards the bickering Titans. “Whoa! Take it easy, Titans! Combat practice is this afternoon!”
“We must mend your dispute by the sharing of unhealthy junk foods. I shall fetch them.” Starfire adds, happily flying towards the kitchen.
Cyborg continues to argue. “I don't need food, what I need is a time machine, I didn't--”
Beast Boy cuts him off. “Back me up here, Robin!! Have I ever lost any--?”
“Ok, ok!” Robin puts up his hands to stop them.
“To stop him from taking the REMOTE!!!” Cyborg yells.
“Hey! Come on!! Settle down! ENOUGH!!!” Robin starts yelling too. You start to cover your ears when a loud noise causes all of you to look up. You see Starfire staring wide-eyed at the fridge, her hands glowing green. Blue mold had exploded from her starbolt, causing it to land all over the kitchen. You made a mental note to start cleaning the kitchen more often.
“Maybe we should go out for pizza,” Robin decides.
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The arguing does not stop at the pizza place.
“Can we please just order something?” Raven groans.
“As long as its vegetarian.” Beast Boy says.
“Come on, man, how can you deny me the all-meat experience?” Cyborg whines.
“Dude, I've been most of those animals!”
“Just no anchovies for me,” You say.
“I suggest a large pizza with pickles, bananas, and mint frosting.” Starfire says with a smile. You shudder at the thought of eating something like that. Robin leans over.
“Uh, Starfire? Not everything on the menu is a pizza topping.” She blushes at her mistake, Beast Boy and Cyborg going at each other again.
“Double pepperoni!!”
“I'm not eating meat!!”
“There's no meat in pepperoni!!”
The sound of a vehicle horn finally ended their argument. You all look up to see a bus barreling straight towards a baby carriage, a baby screaming from inside.
“Titans go!” Robin yells. You, Cyborg and Raven ran to stop the bus while Robin, Starfire, and Beast Boy ran to save the baby carriage. You summon a jet of water from a fire hydrant and shoot it at the bus, slowing it down. Cyborg planted himself in front of the bus, his bulky arms holding it back. Raven uses her magic, pulling the gearshift inside the bus to “park”. When the bus finally skidded to a stop, you three looked inside. No one was there.
“Um… don’t buses normally have drivers?” Cyborg asks.
“And don’t carriages normally have babies?” Robin says nearby. He, Starfire, and Beast Boy were staring at a teddy bear that was inside the carriage. A voice suddenly projected from the stuffed animal.
“Are you pit-sniffers normally this stupid?”
Suddenly, the teddy bear shot lasers out of its eyes, sending the three teens flying into an alleyway. You turned to see the bus next to you be lifted up by a large, hairy man in black and yellow. He smiled and threw the bus on top from the three of you, trapping you under it. You grunt as the weight of the bus begins to press down on your chest. You hear a voice from outside the bus.
“That was too easy. What a buncha cludge-heads. You guys want to get pizza?” The voice matched the one from the teddy bear. You gritted your teeth as you heard Cyborg’s sonic cannon warm up.
“This isn't over!” you hear Robin yells. Cyborg blasts his cannon, sending the bus in the air. You got up with the other two titans.
“We’re just getting started!” Cyborg yells.
“Who are these guys?” Beast Boy asks, stuck in a trash can. “And what’s a cludge-head?”
“We are the HIVE!” the villain who called you ‘cludge-heads’ said. He was a short kid, wearing a green jumpsuit and goggles. He basically looked like an evil Caillou.
“Your worst nightmare!” said the guy who crushed you with a bus. You noticed that he had a large amount of hair on his whole body.
“And this is attack pattern Alpha!” said the last villain, a goth looking girl with pink, hornlike hair. They jumped out of their poses, and towards you. The small guy in green flew forward in a jetpack, shooting lasers at Robin, Starfire and Beast Boy. The lasers hit the alleyway around them, causing a pile of rubble to fall on them.
Cyborg immediately started brawling with the large guy, Raven and the pink-haired girl attacking each other with their magic, and the smaller kid flying around your head. You tried to shoot him down with your blasts of water, but he wove through your shots. He then flew towards Cyborg, holding something metal.
“Cyborg watch out!” you scream, but it was too late. The green kid attached the metal object to Cyborg's back, and at that moment you realized it was a rocket. Starfire recovered from being crushed by rubble just to see him flying through the air.
"Cyborg!" She yelled, flying after him and out of sight. The two leaving so abruptly caught you off guard, so off guard that you didn't notice the burly guy sneaking up behind you. You turned just as he went to kick you, kicking your stomach and causing you to go flying. You hold your stomach in pain and try to run back towards him, but Raven being thrown towards you sends you crashing back towards the ground. You groan in pain as you hear Robin and Beast Boy meet a similar fate. You see them laying next to you.
"Is it just me or are we getting our butts kicked?" Beast Boy asked, the rest of you standing up.
"It's just you," the three of you say at the same time.
"Listen up team, I have a plan," Robin begins, but is cut off by 3 blasts from the short boy's jetpack. Those 3 blasts ended up hitting you, Beast Boy and Raven. You landed behind the Boy Wonder, leaving him to face the HIVE alone.
“Gee, scrum-buffer.” the jetpack boy jeered, lowering himself to the ground. “Sure hope your fancy plan includes getting fried!”
“You’ll just have to find out the hard way.” you hear him say. You watch him stand in a fighting position, beckoning them to fight. However instead of fighting, the three villains stood with a smile on their face. Then, one by one, they hit the ground between them and Robin. You were confused at first, but then realized in horror that they had created a crack in the asphalt, it getting bigger with each hit. The crack traveled up towards Robin and the area around him crumbled. A look of fear set in his face as he fell with the asphalt into the ground.
“Robin!” you yelled, running up towards the hole with Beast Boy and Raven. Through the crumbling hole you saw a stream of dark, murky sewer water. Water, you realized. You turned to the other two Titans.
“There’s water down there. I’ll go get Robin, you two go back to the Tower.” Before they could reply, you dove into the hole, landing into the water.
“Aquagirl!” Beast Boy yelled, but you were gone.
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The cold water shocked your body, but you forced yourself to shake it off. You floated on the surface of the water, looking for any signs of Robin. When you didn’t see anyone, you dove back underwater and took a deep breath (yes, you can breathe underwater). You shoot through the water, swimming as fast as you can. Up ahead, you saw blurs of red, yellow, and green. It was Robin. You swam up to him and grabbed onto his unconscious body. Then with all your strength, you pulled him out of the water and onto the concrete surface of the sewer.
You laid Robin on his back and started to inspect him. You check for his heart rate by pressing two fingers against the area under his jaw. It was beating, but very slowly. You placed your hands on his chest and started pumping. After 30 seconds, nothing was happening. Tilting his head back, you pinched his nose and took a deep breath. You gave mouth to mouth once, then twice, then-
Robin’s eyes opened while you were giving the third. He jerked his head up and crashed his forehead into yours.
“Owwww” you whine, rubbing your hand on your forehead. Robin backed up from you, holding his lips.
“Hey! why did you-” He was about to finish his sentence but started coughing up water. You roll your eyes.
“Woah, calm down Robin, I’m not trying to make a move on you. The only move I made was saving you from drowning.”
“Oh- I’m sorry,” he says, his masked eyes staring at you apologetically.
You waved your hand. “Don’t worry about it, you had a pretty bad fall.”
“What happened to the others? Where are they? Where are we?” He asked, frantically reaching for his T-communicator, only to realize that his whole belt was missing.
“Oh man, your belt must’ve fallen off when you fell. Last time I checked, Raven and Beast Boy were injured, but fine. We’re currently in a sewer, I’m not sure if Starfire and Cyborg are ok, but maybe we can check.” you pulled out your own T-communicator and flipped it open. Water gushed out and formed a puddle under your hand. You both stared at it as you flipped the communicator closed and slid it back into your belt.
“We need to get back to the others, before the HIVE strikes again,” Robin says, standing up. He doubles over, falling to his knees, clutching his abdomen.
“You’re hurt. You need to rest before we find the other Titans,” you say, sitting next to him. “Here, I can help.” You beckon him to let go of his chest and you sit down with you, which he reluctantly does. You summon a bubble of the murky water and allow it to soak into his shirt. You concentrated, and the water began to glow blue.
“Hmmm… I only feel a rib fracture… this may take a while…” you mutter, hovering your hands over his chest. You were focusing so much on healing Robin’s wound, you didn’t notice the frown on his face, more stern than usual.
“Something on your mind, Robin?” you asked, looking up from your work. He furrowed his eyebrows and stared at the ground.
“It’s just that…” he began. “I really thought that I could take on the HIVE, you know? But they took me out so easily; they took all of us out so easily. How am I supposed to be a leader if I get hurt so easily, if I let all my teammates get hurt-” his rant is cut off by your finger being shoved in front of his mouth. You both stare at each other in awkward silence.
“When I was a kid, I knew all about you and your adventures,” you began, staring at the stream of water flowing next to you. “You were the boy wonder. The Hero of Gotham. The Sidekick. But now look at you; you’re the leader of a whole team of superheroes, who trust you and are here for you, Robin. We know the dangers, and hey, if I would be a superhero on any team, I’m glad I’m on yours.”
He gave you a small smile. “Thank you Aquagirl,” he said.
You nodded and smiled back. “Anytime, Robin.” You looked at his chest again. “How do you feel?”
“I feel great, both inside and out.” he said, standing up with ease. “I think it's time to find the other titans.”
“Great idea, and I know just how to get out of here.” You stretch out your arm and the ground starts to rumble. A giant geyser shoots up from the stream and punches a hole in the roof of the sewer, allowing the setting sun to peek through. You grabbed Robin’s waist and jumped into the water, another smaller geyser pushing you up and out of the sewer.
“Ugh, gross! I’m definitely taking a shower after this,” you say, looking back at the sewer you jumped out of.
“Ok, let’s go find the others,” Robin says, heading in the direction of the Tower, which was peaking out in the distance. “And, I think it’s time to come up with a plan.”
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You finally get closer to the Tower when you notice something.
“Ummm Robin?” you say. “Doesn’t the tower usually look like a T?” You both stare at the tower, its original shape now being built upon to look like a ‘H’. The HIVE… you thought. You and Robin eventually find the rest of your friends, who were all arguing on the beach. You were about to announce your presence but Robin stopped you, putting his arm in front of you.
“We need to control our emotions,” you hear Raven say.
“Or What?!” Cyborg yells. “Our bad vibes will keep you from meditating??”
“I wish Robin were here..” Starfire mumbles. You see the slightest tinge of pink dust across Robin’s cheeks.
“Well he’s NOT! And neither is Aquagirl!” Cyborg continues to yell. “Don't you guys get it?! They won, we lost! IT'S OVER!!”
Beast Boy looked at him. “Then are the Teen Titan’s finished?” Robin looks at you and nods, you nod back. The two of you step forwards.
“We’re not,” Robin says. The other four Titans turn in shock to see you and Robin, both seemingly fine, standing before them.
“Not if I can help it,” he said, arms crossed.
“Told’ya I’d get him back.” you said. “Now who wants to hear our plan?”
You waited on the roof as Cyborg, Raven, and Starfire infiltrated the Tower. You sat on a ledge of the (hideous) HIVE add-ons, swinging your legs as Robin stood next to you, staring out into the distance.
“You ready, bird boy?” you ask, raising an eyebrow.
He smirked. “With you here, I’m more than ready.” He jumped down from the ledge, leaving you flustered above him.
Suddenly, The three villains come tumbling onto the roof and crash into each other, much more uncoordinated than they had seemed earlier today. The belt the pink haired girl had most likely stolen from Robin’s wardrobe goes flying, and Robin catches it midair.
“Sorry to interrupt your victory celebration,” Robin says, clicking his belt back on around his waist. “But like I said, this isn’t over.” The five of you join him, looming above the HIVE.
“It’s just getting started,” Cyborg said.
The trio of villains quickly recovered.
“Attack pattern alpha!” The pink haired girl yelled, sending waves of magic in your direction. You all jumped out of the way, splitting up.
You saw the large guy swing at Beast Boy, so you rushed in to help him. You summoned a long tendril of water from the ocean and used it like a third arm, with whipping the villain in the face. He turns towards you and grabs your wrist, but with a swift kick in the stomach he goes flying across the roof. You see Raven approach him, so you go to assist in taking down the other two.
Soon, the HIVE laid defeated at your feet. The smaller boy was holding a transmitter device.
"Cram it. I'm calling Slade." He groaned. Slade? You thought. Robin lifted the boy by his green jumpsuit.
"Who is Slade?" Robin asked quite aggressively. The boy scoffed.
"Wouldn't you like to know barf-brain?"
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After you dealt with the villains, you finally came in the Tower after a long day. You flopped on the couch as the other Titans inspected the damage the HIVE had caused in the tower, which apparently, wasn't much. Beast Boy crouched at his music collection, head in his hands.
"My tunes! They've been… alphabetized!" He whined. "How am I ever going to find anything?"
Raven came out of her room holding one of her cloaks. "They went into my room. No one should ever go into my room," she said coldly.
"Someone has disposed of all of our blue furry food!" Starfire gasped. Cyborg lifted the whole couch like he did earlier today.
"You gotta be kidding me! The whole place gets cleaned and I still can't find the-" his rant is stopped by Robin, who points at the coffee table. There, the remote lay in plain sight.
"Ha!" He cheered, flopping down on the couch next to you and flipping through channels.
"Maybe we should let the HIVE take over the tower every once in a while, I think this place needed a good clean," you joke, still strewn across the couch.
"I guess we really oughta be training for battles, tracking down clues, and trying to figure out who Slade is, huh?" Cyborg said, looking at Robin.
"We will. But right now, I'm just happy to be part of the team." He looks at you while saying that and you smile.
"Me too"
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Humans are weird: Hope for the future
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The planet Alia near the edge of human territory and had grown from it's species first colony outside of their home system of a sparse few settlers to a thriving metropolis of millions.
The shinning spires of metal and glass of the planet's mega cities pierced the skies like the hand of an angry god reaching out to the heavens and the wealth and prosperity that flowed from it's vast trade network and supported the outlying colonies for further expansion. Yet for all their wealth and prosperity the fate that had been decided for this world was something that could not be changed.
A massive seismic event occurred on Alia shortly after it's new year celebration. The planet's tectonic plates became highly volatile and a series of growing earthquakes began triggering around the globe. Within a week of the events triggering a massive shattering happened and the plates shifted violently without warning.
Oceans swelled and receded, mountains crumbled and volcanos detonated, rivers changed direction and howling winds ripped across the lands so intense it shredded flesh from the bone of any foolish unfortunate enough to be caught in the open. Countless buildings shook and toppled and thousands if not hundreds of thousands died in the ensuing chaos as entire cities were swallowed beneath the cold surface of the planet.
Communication with Alia was lost and though the rest of the wider galaxy was unable to establish contact their response was already put into motion.
The human governing body organized a massive relief effort and was further bolstered by neighboring alien domains that shared trade with Alia and had heard of the travesty. Before the tectonic plates had even stopped shifting a fleet of relief ships from a dozen worlds was already enroute.
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Dust slid off the toppled column like a waterfall as Uto lifted it. The Vorka's muscles straining and bulging as he used all of his strength hefted the massive concrete pillar. His breathing calm and measured as he breathed in rhythm with his lifting. He lifted the mass over his head and in a single motion cast it aside with a deafening *THUMP!*
When the dust settled aide workers rushed passed Uto and cleared the rubble that had been underneath the column and in short order a door was revealed. Uto bent down and punched his fist through the metal door and ripped it off it's hinges. A dozen pairs of eyes looked up at him as he removed the door from his arm and dropped it harmlessly to the ground before gently extending a hand down. One of the people in the shelter took his hand and he carefully lifted them out into the open.
"Res ease, hue-mn." Uto struggled with human language, his tongues struggling to form the correct words.
He set the human, a scrawny female Uto wagered, to the ground. She looked up at him with a mixture of emotions dancing across her face before throwing her arms around Uto and hugging him. Uto stood transfixed as the female wept and thanked him over and over as the other rescue workers began lifting the remaining survivors from the shelter.
Unsure how to react Uto stood still for several moments before one of the rescue workers took the still sobbing woman away with the remaining survivors. Uto watched the frail female leave before turning his gaze back across the now ruins of the capital city.
Numerous fires still burned across the entire metropolis; some scattered around the ground while others burned high up in the few remaining sky scrapers that had not toppled during the quake. Roadways were cluttered with thick dunes of debris ranging from metal beams to massive chunks of concrete turning the landscape into some horrid nightmare forest.
Portions of the city's sea wall had broken and sections of the city itself had drifted into the ocean. Sky scrapers that once stood over 300 stories tall now appeared as nothing more than tiny isles just breaking the waterline.
Though he kept his thoughts to himself, Uto was amazed by the level of devastation nature still could have on modern civilizations.
He stood their for several minutes taking in the catastrophe before heading back and resuming the rescue work.
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Several long hours passed with further rescue efforts across the entire city before their overseer called for a crew change and Uto's team began heading back to their hospital ship to rest.
If the shattered city was unpleasant to look at at during the day it was terrifying to look at at night. Nearly all of the power grid sections had been destroyed leaving the vast roadways shrouded in a darkness so thick it felt as if Uto could reach out and grab hold of a chunk of it.
His team was murmuring among themselves with Uto only half paying attention to their conversation when he spotted something down a side street between two toppled buildings. A single light was waving back and forth slowly from beyond the darkness like a beacon of old warning wayward travelers.
Uto held up a hand and pointed to the light and his team stopped and followed his direction.
"Another survivor?"
"Out here? Wasn't this area already swept?"
"Maybe they missed one."
The rescue team debated among themselves before Uto sighed and began walking towards life.
"No mazer," Uto spoke, "we help all."
With that the rest of the rescue team began following after Uto.
As the team came closer to the light they were able to better make out the surrounding area. The weak light appeared to be a lantern hanging from a wooden pole hanging from a small building at the end of the side street. A tiny structure with half it's walls caved in but the remaining structure appearing sturdy enough to support the roof.
"You smell something?" one of the rescue workers said quietly.
Uto sniffed the air and realized there was indeed a strange smell in the air that did not belong in such a wasteland.
"I'd recognize that smell anywhere." Another of the rescue workers spoke before pushing their way forward.
Uto made to grab him fearing the way ahead was unstable but they were too fast and they were already making their way inside through the broken wall section before shouting "Everyone, get in here!"
At that Uto and the other rushed forward expecting the worst but were confounded once they entered the building.
Rather than the gutted remains they had expected the inside of the building was semi clean and well lit. The worker who had rushed forward was sitting at a table on the opposite side of the room with another human handing him a steaming bowl. At seeing the other workers they raised their hand with the bowl to show them.
"It's a ramen store!"
While the word was unknown to Uto it seemed familiar to the others who then in turn piled in and began sitting down at what tables still stood. The man behind the counter appeared to be an elderly human but moved as if the years had only effected his exterior rather than his reflexes and soon there was a warm bowl of ramen for everyone present.
Uto stepped towards the counter and two of his team members parted to allow him a seat. As he took it the old man handed him a bowl.
"For your hard work." the man said as he smiled.
Uto looked at the bowl then at his team. All of them were eagerly eating and the mood was one of joy and comradery; a steep contrast to the dread they had been dealing with as they sifted through the remains of the city.
"Ssank ou." Uto muttered as he began sampling the contents of his bowl. It was a flush of flavor the likes Uto had not had since he was on his homeworld. Warm and delicious, almost disarming in it's nature to such a degree that when Uto looked up and for a moment felt as if he wasn't in the ruins of a once proud city.
When Uto finished his bowl and set it down the elderly man was ready and handed him another.
"Why ssssay here?" Uto asked the man, now curious about this human living alone.
The elderly man waved a hand around the building as he continued cooking. "This restaurant has been in my family for three generations now; I could no more leave it than I could chop off my own arm."
Uto looked back at the ruined walls and roof as portions of the shingles slid off and shattered to the ground. "I am sorry is ruined." To his surprise the elder man chuckled.
"It is not ruined, only broken."
The man must have saw the confusion on Uto's face and he continued. "In my culture when something has been broken it is, like a vase or cup, it is not thrown away and discarded but instead mended with gold to heal the wounds and restore it."
Uto shook his head at the man's remarks. "Iz confusing."
"Is it?" The old man pointed to Uto's arms. "You are covered in cracks and scars yourself, yet you did not resign yourself to languish in the trash and be forgotten."
The man handed out several more bowls before fully turning to Uto. "This city has been broken and many have been lost, the wounds are fresh and feel as if they will never heal again; but in time the city will rebuild and the streets will once again be filled with the sounds of joy once more."
"Ruins are only made when those who remain are unwilling to rebuild what was lost."
Uto pondered the man's words and again looked at his team as they mingled. Their faces were filled with joy and hope he did not think any would have after witnessing such devastation first hand.
"Ou are very wize." Uto tilted his head in acknowledgement to the old man who seemed to blush slightly and laugh.
He sheepishly waved to the store again. "It comes with owning a ramen shop." He leaned in close and whispered "All the best ones have sage advice; it makes the food taste better."
The two laughed and sat the night away, a tiny corner of joy in a city though broken, would never be defeated.
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Mending A Broken Heart:)
✧ S A W A M U R A D A I C H I ✧
{THIS IS KIND OF A PART TWO THE SAKUSA STORY}
genre: fluff, lil teeny angst in the beginning
Word Count: 876
you were walking home when you suddenly bumped into a taller man whom you didn’t recognize. helping you off the ground you guys agreed to keep contact. sakusa had just broken your heart and stab it with his horrible words. but then you meet daichi. will he be able to mend that broken heart for you?
It had gotten pretty late now. Sakusa practice ended at around 8:30 pm but since he took longer and you guys argued it was now 9pm.
Tears were still streaming down your face as you walked down the sidewalk. Your eyes were glued to your phone making sure no one saw you in this state right now.
As you were walking you suddenly bumped into a taller man. This impact knocked you over and you fell to the ground landing on you butt.
“Oh god I’m so sorry I didn’t see you there,” the man said. He reached out his hand to help you up.
You took his hand and got up wiping off your skirt in case any dirt got on it.
“No sorry it was my fault, I wasn’t watching on where I was going.”
The man bent down to the ground and picked up your phone.
“Here you dropped this,” he said while handing back your phone.
“Thank you,” you responded.
“I’m Daichi by the way, what’s your name?”
“I’m y/n.” You said softly.
Daichi studied your face to see the dried tears on your cheeks. The puff eyes and the tears that piled at the bottom of your eyes were still there too.
He placed a hand on your shoulder, “Hey are you okay?”
You looked him in the eyes as the tears began to well up again. You tried keeping them in but a few managed to slip out. You shook your head no to him.
Before either of you said anything Daichi pulled you into a hug. He put his arms around your shoulder while you wrapped yours around his torso.
You started sobbing into his chest as he pet your hair.
Your crying started dying down a bit. He pulled you back to see how you were doing.
Daichi’s heart pained seeing a girl he literally just met crying in his arms. He wondered what could’ve possibly happened for you to be crying like this.
“Hey do you want me to walk you home?”
You sniffled before nodding your head yes.
-
Daichi and you had exchanged numbers when he dropped you off. Almost every day for a couple few weeks he checked up on you making sure you were feeling better than the day before.
He had made sure to take care of you. You guy started hanging out for a week after you met.
You found out that Daichi was a really good guy after all. You found out he was not only kind but funny.
After telling him the reason you for why you were crying you could visibly tell Daichi was upset with Sakusa.
A few months go by and you guys are closer than ever. Telling each other almost everything and hanging out every week.
Daichi helped you get over Sakusa and helped you in so many different ways. You appreciated him so much. If it wasn’t for you not paying attention you would’ve missed the opportunity of meeting a great friend
Your friendship strengthen over the times you spent together while your feelings for each other started to develop.
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You and Daichi were sitting in a café right now on a coffee date.
You were laughing at one of the stories he was telling you that happened at his volleyball game. You had learned his team was very energetic and entertaining.
As you were too busy laughing at Daichi story you failed to notice the masked man staring at you from outside the window.
He saw as you laughed and cuddled you to Daichi’s side. Sakusa had regretted what he said that night every day.
He thought you’d allow him to explain himself at least once but his words did too much damage to fix anything.
Sakusa wondered what it would’ve been like if that was him you cuddled up against. What’d it would feel like to hug you once more or see that goofy smile of yours from his stories.
All the memories Sakusa took months to bury came back to the surface. Before he even knew it a tear had slid out of his eye and down his cheek.
He didn’t know how long he was staring for but it was long enough to know he wasn’t the one you loved anymore.
He walked away with the same pain in his heart he caused you.
You looked up at Daichi to see him smiling so sweetly down at you. He loved watching you laugh and how your smile could light up a dark alley.
“What?” You asked still laughing a little.
Daichi didn’t say anything but instead grabbed your face. He placed the softest, warmest kiss on your lips.
You were taken back a little not expecting him to do that. Your eyes wandered the café trying to make eye contact with Daichi.
Daichi chuckled a bit at your reaction looking away as well.
You turned your head to face him as you saw him looking away. Wanting to return the action you went up to place a kiss on his cheek.
You saw the red in his cheeks rise. Before moving away you moved over to his ear and whispered into it.
“Thanks for everything Daichi, I love you.”
. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .
hey lovers,
i hope this was a good part 2. my heart can’t take angst and not have a happy ending but whatever. i feel like this is a bit rushed but i hope you enjoyed!
~𝓶ღ
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