#look. look at me. your new dress is gonna fit like a fucking glove. WE'RE SHOWING MORE SKIN!!!! YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL WITH YOUR BURN SCARS!!!!
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[ 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : sender has harmed someone who threatened the receiver. ( prime minister bernadetta stand back im about to drop fodlans greatest hit. its called Meteor )
* for you i would.
mother says there are locked rooms inside all women. sometimes, the men—they come with keys; and sometimes, the men—they come with hammers.
the stack of reports drops to the floor in a flood of loose leaf. bernadetta, hands still suspended mid-clutch, gawks at the woman in the doorway whose figure cuts a perfect picture from every possible angle.
and the both of them already know.
"dorothea, you didn't!"
but dorothea, she did. and some years ago bernadetta would have been petrified—in some small form, the gnaw of anxiety might always haunt her. old habits die hard. she has learned since, however, that sometimes it is the men who die far harder...
a meteor, from dorothea? and grégoire lives still? if bernadetta weren't shaking she might have fussed up a storm for the both of them to go hide right now. bar the doors and the windows with all the furniture in the room. she is shaking at the shoulders, soundlessly at first—with her head having lowered, trimmed fringe veiling her eyes.
"...p...pfft..."
a meteor to the head. isn't that something?
"pfft—" bernadetta lets out a noise—a sob?—before her head throws backward, in fact, with an unmistakable bubble of laughter. "h-hah! ahaha!"
there are times she may be an absolute whirlwind, a string of shrieks or a seemingly impossible case. but dorothea knows all of this, all of her, already. dorothea learned everything and still never ran—never let bernadetta run from her friendship, either. bernadetta laughs and giggles until her lungs might give out. what she wouldn't give to see the look on his face!
dorothea, who wouldn't give up on her despite everything. where countless others had lost their patience, concurred with bernadetta that she was a lost cause, dorothea had stayed. proved she was strong enough to fight off bernadetta's fears. proved it again, just now.
(watched while bernadetta eventually grew strong enough, too.)
bernadetta abandons her reports and dives fearlessly into dorothea arnault's embrace. they grin, they talk, and they laugh, over and over until the scarlet sun sets.
#encantresse#and everyone clapped!#s: ⚘ * godhood‚ like girlhood: a begging to be believed. | encantresse#asks /#bikini bottom narrator vc ahhhh yes another day in my element (post-academy bern who i only ever wrote before toa tbh. whiplash so real)#she's so much happier and i love her i love her I LOVE THEMMMM THEYRE THE GIRLS EVER GGGRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#DOROTHEA WHO IS ONE OF 2 PPL (3 depending on route) WHO IMPACTED HER CHARACTER SO HARD GGGRRRRARHRRARGURUUAAAARUERRAAGAAAA AGRGRGGURGUA#ok. sorry. normal again heehee (jk) (rereading comparisons of her pre + post timeskip dialogue and heaving)#i know damn well this girl did not change her wardrobe and get a hot glow up without dorothea's help either she said bern honey look at me.#look. look at me. your new dress is gonna fit like a fucking glove. WE'RE SHOWING MORE SKIN!!!! YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL WITH YOUR BURN SCARS!!!!#i lvow yuouoyuu
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warning: swearing, cheating
wc: 1,383 (blue font means flashback)
genre: fluff, angst, smut
Track 4: Irreplaceable (Johnny Seo) ft. Lucas
Johnny Seo. How do you even begin to describe Johhny Seo?
Well, he's hot that's for sure. Every girl is head over heels for him. Definitely a head-turner, handsome as hell, a body to die for. A complete package right?
But a hundred percent asshole as well.
Johnny was known as one of the notorious fuckboys in their frat. Bringing different girls every night, even fucking a girl inside the ladies' room.
That's how confident he was until you came into his life.
You promised yourself to not get victimized by him but jokes on you, attending that frat party got you into trouble.
It was because of a dare that turned out into some kind of relationship between the two of you.
A dare from one of his frat brothers to fuck you for a week.
"S-shit your pussy feels so g-good" Johnny moaned as his thrusts got sloppier "Cum inside me," you tell him. You rubbed your clit to let yourself cum too.
"Fuck y-yes!" you screamed in pleasure. A guy never fucked you so good like this before. That dare was a blessing for you but sadly it's the last day of it.
When the both of you came, Johnny kissed you deeply. He looked at you with hooded eyes while panting.
"Not gonna lie, I'm gonna miss your dick," you said. He chuckled pulling out of you. Johnny touched your slit making sure his cum doesn't come out of your pussy.
"H-hey, too sensitive" you were surprised because of it but he just kissed you again "Who said we'll end today?" he questioned you. You gave him a confused look.
"I wanna continue this. Just you and me, fucking anytime we want. Forget Jaehyun's dare. I want you, all of you"
The smile on your face was enough for Johnny to tell that your answer is Yes.
You sighed looking at your computer. Your finals just ended but you're still stuck with some papers from your literature subject.
"Y/n!!" you almost had a heart attack when your roommate barged in your room with shopping bags.
"Jennie, what the hell!" you glared at her.
"I bought you something" she took a piece of garment inside one of the shopping bags "Surprise!" Jennie wiggled her brows and showed you a black fitted dress with a thin strap.
"You're gonna fit in here like a glove. Now get up and get ready" she said handing you the dress "What's the occasion?" you asked.
"Jaehyun invited us to their frat party" she answered while getting all the clothes from the shopping bags.
"Jeong Jaehyun? Johnny's frat brother?" she nodded in response. You looked at her in disbelief "Nope, nu-ah. I'm not planning on seeing that shithead again" you said throwing her the dress.
"Who says we're gonna go there to see him? Babe, you're going to get a new dick tonight" she threw back the dress at you "Jennie! No" turning back on your computer, Jennie turned you around to face her again.
"Don't you think tonight's the best time to show him that you're capable of making him regret what he did to you?" Jennie convinced you with puppy eyes.
What did Johnny even do to you?
You heard a soft moan as you entered your apartment. You thought Jennie was getting railed up again but as you walked closer to your bedroom, you realized that it wasn't Jennie. It was coming from your own room.
Opening the door, you saw Johnny fucking another girl on your bed.
"Fucking hell?!" you yelled at them. The girl quickly fixed herself before storming out of your room. You were left with Johnny who's still wearing his boxers.
"Really? In my bedroom? On my bed?" you asked in disbelief.
Johnny looked down biting his lip "It was nothing" he said rolling his eyes.
"Don't even make me stupid"
"Come on, it wasn't a big deal. We're not even that serious"
"So all of these was just what?"
Johnny shrugged looking at you "Look when I asked you to be my girlfriend, I don't mean that we're getting into something more serious. It just happened that you're fun to be with"
"Fucking asshole! Get out of here!" you yelled at him pointing at the door but pulled him when you realized that you need to get the extra key you gave him to your apartment.
"You really sure you want me out?" he asked as he tried seducing you but you just pushed him "You're a jerk, Johnny Seo" you scowl at him but he just smirked.
"Alright, princess. Try not to look like a fool though. Doesn't suit you" he said tapping your chin before heading out.
At that point, you wished Johnny Seo didn't exist at all.
"Shot! Shot! Shot!"
You swear the shouting and the loud music is giving you a headache "I shouldn't have come" you muttered heading your way to the kitchen to get some drink.
"Damn senorita" you looked at the person who whistled behind you "I didn't even recognize you, y/n. You look gorgeous!" Lucas, one of Johnny's frat brothers also known as your fuck buddy before.
"Hey!" you greeted giving him a hug "This body's still a wonderland huh," he said in a playful tone. You lightly smacked Lucas on his chest and laughed "And I see you're still a pervert?"
Lucas kept you company the whole night, entirely forgetting about Jennie and the urge of going home.
You can't lie, the sexual tension between you and Lucas was still there. The way he looks and touches you sends shivers down your spine.
You found yourself comfortably sitting on his lap while your right arm is wrapped around his neck, his right hand on your thigh, and the other on your waist rubbing it soothingly.
As you feel Lucas' lips on your shoulder blade, you can't help but let out a soft moan making him hard instantly "You know, your effect on me is still the same" he whispered.
Smirking at him, you can feel someone's eyes on you.
There he is. Johnny Seo.
Johnny heads towards you and Lucas, never leaving his sight off you. "Hey, Lu. I think you're with the wrong girl tonight" he told Lucas.
Lucas let out a small laugh. Both of you stood up with his hand still on your waist "I don't think I am, John". The tension between them can cause a scene right on the spot.
The way they glare at each other can instantly kill someone.
You felt Lucas' hand tightly on your waist and before they could even start an actual fight, you got in between them and you looked at Johnny right in his eyes.
"I think you're the one who's dealing with the wrong people right now," you said mocking him. Johnny smirked at you "So this is how you play, princess?" he said as he moved closer to you.
Lucas was about to pull Johnny away from you but you stopped him from holding his hand.
"Is this hurting your ego? You thought I was gonna crawl back and beg you to come back to me?" the crowd was silent, everyone was watching.
"You think you're some kind of God who makes every girl kneel down at you. Exclude me, Seo, because I myself can make you beg"
At this point, Johnny's now glaring at you.
You moved closer to him, enough to reach his ear "But sadly, you're replaceable to me" you whispered but enough for everyone to hear.
You loved how Johnny's getting red because of what you said. I hit the right nerve, you thought.
"And please try not to look like a fool. It doesn't suit you" you said tapping his chin before pulling Lucas away from everyone and dragging him to the nearest empty room.
The crowd went wild after that. Some even say that he finally found his match. Making Johnny embarrassed for the first time in his life.
He looked at the two of you climbing up the stairs with his fist trembling. Johnny can't lie, the way you carried yourself earlier turned him on and that gave him a reason to want you back again.
But he'll make sure you'll regret it, of course.
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This isn’t sad at all but oh well 🤷🏻♀️
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Superstar Glow
↠ seokjin x jimin | smut | pornstar!au, 1970s!au | 21+ | 4k
↠ Summary: “H-hello, I'd like to order a pizza please, with extra sausage. Mmmm I do enjoy a good ol' sausage." Jimin’s voice soft and seductive. He placed the phone on the ground and began to grind down on the mattress, head thrown back in ecstasy while his fingers twisted the nipples that peaked out of the top of his bustier. Seokjin was getting hard watching the scene unfold in front of him. . .
“Superstar Glow is a brilliant new porn film. Fantastic debut by actor Kim Seokjin. It simply is the best film of 1975.” - Jeon Jungkook, Playguy Magazine.
(Aka Seokjin films his very first Porno)
↠ Warnings: anal sex, anal fingering, anal fisting, blowjobs, swearing, drug use, come shot, come eating, seokjin has a huge cock, porn films, terrible pizza related pick up lines, jimin in lingerie, 70s slang, drinking, casual mention of cheating, filming a porn video.
Seokjin confidently strode into the warehouse. It smelled strongly of cigarette smoke mixed with patchoulli incense which tickled his throat when he breathed in. Right in the center of the room was a circular shaped bed sitting on top of a large brown shag mat, partitions surrounded the afghan blanket covered bed which had 3 spotlights shining brightly in it’s direction. A funky bass line and rhythmic drums reverberated around the large room as people walked on by, cigarettes lazily hanging from their mouths as they carried long thick cables wrapped around their arms and bulky cameras perched on their shoulders.
In the far corner of the space sat a dressing table, the mirror lined with bright lights. A small man with thick thighs was currently perched on top of a fur covered stool, brushing his blond hair back gently. He was wearing a black and red lace bustier which brought attention to his muscular chest, garter belt with nude coloured stockings and silky black panties which showed off a rather impressive bulge. He was a very pretty man and Seokjin was pleased to be staring alongside someone so gorgeous.
Today was Seokjin's porno debut. He had been scouted at an adult movie theatre during a late night session of ‘Boys in the Sand’ by a director who happened to be sitting in the same row as him.
As with all adult theaters once the movie started, the dicks came out and his large size had garnered the attention of the man a few seats away. Seokjin was naturally skeptical, thinking it was a lame pick up line to get him back to his apartment to fuck. But when the man handed over a very professional business card and told him to "think about it" Seokjin realised the offer was legit.
Seokjin's watched the director Yoongi and his fantastic bushy chevron mustache adjusting the lighting on the set and walked over to say Hi. He was an quite the character, he wore a burnt orange turtleneck jumper underneath a brown, orange and pale yellow checkered leisure suit, his jet black hair was pushed off his face which allowed you to focus on his beautiful feline shaped eyes and strong eyebrows. A thick gold chain draped around his neck and several clunky (fake) gold rings sat on his fingers. His voice was deep, barking orders at the crew to get everything ready in time. He was also a short man, which would explain the very high brown and cream platform shoes he was wearing. Seokjin's ankles hurt just looking at them.
"Uh hey, what's crackin'." He asked once he had reached the man, holding out his hand for a handshake.
"Ahhh the star of today's shoot." A large hand shot out and slapped against Seokjin's, pulling him in for a hug. "How are you feeling today? Nervous? We have some cocaine if you wanna take a bump, loosen yourself up a bit? One of the guys can take you out back and suck your dick if that will help?" The man turned back to adjusting the light, mumbling about how you can't trust dope heads to get anything done right.
"Oh no, that won't be necessary. Once I'm in front of the camera I'll be groovy baby." His eyes continued to dart around the room taking everything in.
"Have you met your co-star yet?" Yoongi asked over his shoulder. "The cute little blond in the lingerie. He may look delicate and sweet, but he's a huge whore. Loves being stuffed with big cocks. Ah fuck yeah, that's perfect!" Satisfied with the lighting set up he turned his attention back to Seokjin dusting his hands on his polyester trousers. "Though, I've never had a cock as big as yours on my set, so this will be interesting."
Seokjin blushed at hearing this, he was truly blessed by the Penis Gods when it came to his manhood. Twelve inches of thick, tan cock. Even the vein that ran up the underside looked as though it was designed by a specialist penis sculptor. Yoongi had told him the night they met that his cock was made for pornography and it was a shame he wasn't showing the world his gifts.
The blond must have sensed he was being spoken about and made his way over to where Seokjin stood, swaying his hips deliberately with every step. He was a beautiful sight, a sharp straight nose that complimented his angled jawline, sultry monolids dusted with a shimmering brown eyeshadow, and a full, sumptuous pout that screamed "blow job lips"Seokjin licked his lips as he watched the way the mans long legs moved in the soft, silky stockings that enclosed his smooth legs.
"Yoongi, is this the Jive Turkey I'm filming with today?" The man cocked a hand on his hip, eyes roaming over Seokjin's body.
"Hey! I ain't no Jive Turkey, what the fuck?" Seokjin exclaimed, shocked that for the first time in his life he'd been insulted in such a way.
"Jimin mellow out huh? This is Seokjin, yes he is filming with you today, I hope they prepped you well earlier 'cause this man is gonna be a star baby!" Yoongi wrapped his arm around Seokjin's wide shoulders squeezing tight, "The biggest cock I've ever seen! He's gonna have you squealing like a little bitch, you're gonna love it."
"I was only joshin' you know me. I'm Jimin by the way." The blond made no attempt at a handshake, instead looking off seemingly disinterested in the conversation.
"See that door on your right? Head in there to get your threads for the shoot and when you're done get back here and we'll start, we're ready when you are." Yoongi clapped his hand against Seokjin's shoulder before letting go.
Once inside the small room he stripped off and dressed in the clothes that were hanging on the clothes rack. Crisp white trousers that fit like a glove, letting everyone see just what he was packing down below and a matching shirt that he made sure to leave partially unbuttoned. His hand brushed over the jewelry selection, deciding on a thin silver chain and matching ring. He looked at himself in the mirror and winked. He looked fantastic and he was truly feeling himself. He also couldn't wait to get out there and choke that sassy little twunk with his cock. The thought of his pink plush lips struggling to stretch around his girth had Seokjin twitching in his pants.
Once back on set the mood had changed, the loud stereo system had been turned off and the crew were in place ready to start filming. Jimin was sprawled out on the bed, hand lazily palming the bulge through his panties while he and Yoongi spoke in hushed tones.
"Seokjin! You look bitchin', that outfit is great. What's underneath is even better, oh Jiminie you are in for a treat," Yoongi clapped his hands gleefully, "Alright here's the skinny, Jimin is a horny slut who has ordered a pizza, Seokjin you are the pizza delivery guy. You come in and fuck his brains out. You both got it? It's porn, not rocket science. Think with your dicks not your brains. Can you dig it?"
"Right on." Seokjin nodded, walking to the prop table to pick up the pizza box before standing on the x marked with duct tape on the ground, just out of the way of the cameras. He unzipped his trousers and pushed his semi hard cock through the hole on the bottom of the pizza box. The only thing Jimin would be putting in his mouth today would be his cock. The loud wurring of the camera let everyone know that tape was rolling and it was showtime.
Yoongi slowly moved the camera towards the bed as Jimin's soft moans filled the room, his small fingers tracing up and down his stocking clad legs. Jimin picked up the prop phone pretending to dial a number.
"H-hello, I'd like to order a pizza please, with extra sausage. Mmmm I do enjoy a good ol' sausage." His voice soft and seductive. He placed the phone on the ground and began to grind down on the mattress, head thrown back in ecstasy while his fingers twisted the nipples that peaked out of the top of his bustier. Seokjin was getting hard watching the scene unfold in front of him. He really wanted his dick sucked immediately, but took a deep breath to calm himself down. Yoongi pulled the camera back and motioned towards Seokjin. One of the sound crew knocked against a piece of wood to replicate a door being knocked on and he quickly stood straight ready to make his grand entrance.
"Oh." Jimin crawled across the bed and skipped to near where Seokjin stood. One of the camera men, a tall man that went by the name Namjoon followed Jimin and stood directly in front of him, camera lowering to shoot a close up of his cock trapped behind the silk fabric, then making it's way to his face again. "Come on in." Jimin pursed his plump lips, before returning to the bed to sit, legs daintly crossed over one another. "Are you the pizza man? Because you sure look like you could deliver." He purred, stroking his length over the silk.
Seokjin walked into the shot, butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He wasn't nervous before, but once he was under the heat of the lights, camera zooming in on his handsome face, well he was starting to feel like maybe he had fucked up on coming here today. Seconds ticked on by before he gained his composure, "Are you craving pizza? Because I'll gladly give you a pizz-a this dick." He pulled the top of the pizza box open, cock springing to life. Jimin's eyes nearly bulged out of his head which made Seokjin smirk.
He moved to stand in front of Jimin who was still sitting on the bed, using his free hand to run his fingers through the blonds perfectly styled hair.
"You're the only topping I need on my pizza." Jimin whispered loud enough for the sound boom to pick up, smooth as butter he dropped down onto his knees and took Seokjin into his hand, small fingers struggling to wrap around his thickness. He pumped Seokjin a few times before taking him into his wet hot mouth. Seokjin let out a gasp, he was surprised, he really thought the smaller man would struggle to suck his cock, but as he looked down he saw a blond head bop up and down expertly on his length.
Seokjin grabbed a fist full of bottle blond hair and moved his hips, shallow and slow to begin with then a little faster and harder, allowing his cock to slip further down Jimin's throat. The man hummed around his length, spit drooling down the sides of his mouth as he took Seokjin nearly to the base. Seokjin groaned at the feeling of Jimin's throat constricting tight around his cock. The sounds of crew footsteps and the glare of the hot lights above fading into the background as he lost himself to the pleasure of Jimin's mouth.
"Look at you, what a good boy you are, throat so full of my cock." He tightened his grip on Jimin's hair, "So pretty."
Tears ran down Jimin's cheeks, mixing into the spit that was dripping down his chin and neck. He pulled his cock free and slammed it back in without warning, fucking Jimin's pretty mouth with vigor. The camera men had moved closer to the action, a camera focused on Seokjin's cock while another filmed his reactions, the way his eyebrows furrowed whenever he felt himself getting close to his release and the quiet whimpers when he locked eyes with the man below him.
"Your mouth is too good at this pretty boy, I'm about to come." He groaned between gritted teeth, hips stilling as his hot release spilled down Jimin's throat. The blond swallowed Seokjin's load like the professional he was, falling back onto his ass, absolutely exhausted once he was done.
"Aaannd CUT!" Yoongi yelled from behind his camera, he pulled a joint from his pants pocket and motioned for one of the crew to light it for him. He took a big toke, holding the smoke in before exhaling. "Right on, right on. That was good. Shit, Jimin you are freaky deaky. Damn! This might just be my most successful film to date." He took another deep drag of the good Mary Jane and pointed at Seokjin, "Go have a drink, there is whiskey and beer on the table, or water if you're a square. If you think you'll have trouble getting hard again go and ask Hoseok for a little blue pill, that'll help. He's the jelly brain over there in the red shirt and fake Gucci belt."
Seokjin slowly removed his cock from the pizza box and threw it to the side as someone from wardrobe dashed over and cleaned him up with a warm hand towel. He tucked himself back into his pants and strolled over to the drinks table, deciding on a bottle of Rheingold beer, he nursed the red and white labelled bottle as he watched the crew change the film in the cameras. The tight knit all male crew made lewd remarks and joked around, while Yoongi the director sat in his chair getting stoned.
"How are you enjoying your first shoot?" Jimin asked, face no longer a tear stained mess.
"It's pretty rad, not quite what I expected but it's all gravy." He replied taking another sip of the yeasty and fruit flavoured liquid.
"Yoongi was right, your cock is magnificent. I can't wait for you to fuck my ass. Don't be gentle, I like a bit of pain." The sweet voice next to him explained.
Seokjin nearly choked on his drink, everyone here was so open and had absolutely no filter.
"No fake?" He turned to ask the man.
"No fake handsome. They prepped me so well earlier you could probably fist me if you wanted. Don't want to scare you off on your first day though." He laughed, hand shooting up to cover his plump lips.
"I-I'll keep that in mind, thanks."
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Jimin and Seokjin strolled back onto set once the film had been changed and Yoongi returned from taking a piss. Now it was time for the fucking. Seokjin took a deep breath and looked down at his crotch, "Make me proud big boy." He whispered.
"Alright places people, let's get this thing done so I can go home and fuck my girlfriend before my bitch of a wife gets back from work." Yoongi called out, shifting to sit behind his Ikegami 3-tube colour camera.
Seokjin made his way over to Jimin, who was standing in front of the bed. He gave the smaller man a shy smile before turning his head towards Yoongi waiting for the signal to begin.
"3, 2, 1 Now Fuck!"
"I know this is pretty cheesy, but I think you're saucy." Jimin curled his hand around the lapel of Seokjin's shirt, pulling him so close he could smell the star anise and blackcurrent hints of his cologne. Seokjin leaned down and slowly pressed his pillowy lips against Jimin's, who slightly parted his own when he let out a quiet sigh. Seokjin flicked his tongue against the soft fullness of Jimin's pink tinged lips and deepened the embrace, tongue meeting with the other as he placed his big hands on either side of the mans soft face, tilting his head upwards for easier access.
He nipped at Jimin's bottom lip before pulling away to breathe. He dived back in, kiss messy and wet, their mouths wide open so the camera could film their tongues flicking against one another's. Seokjin nudged Jimin backwards towards the bed and helped lower him down onto the firm mattress, caging his lingerie clad body with his own. He rocked his already hard cock against Jimin, grinding hard against the silk, desperate to feel some friction. They continued to messily make out until Yoongi called out "Cut!"
Seokjin concentrated on getting his breathing under control. He was already so hard again and it was beginning to hurt. The man Yoongi had earlier identified as Hoseok came over and handed Seokjin a bottle of KY Jelly, "He's been prepped, but lube up anyway, we don't film that pain shit some people are into. Finger him a few times, slowly so they can get some close ups, then fuck him like you've never fucked before. Come wherever you like, just make sure to let us know so they can get in close and film it."
Jimin was on his hands and knees, silk panties long gone, as he spread his cheeks wide for Seokjin. His hole was stretched open, pink and glistening. Seokjin coated his fingers in the clear liquid and crawled behind the blond.
"Alright, no stopping this time. Let's get this cumshot in one go. Action!" Yoongi murmured, cigarette hanging out of the corner of his mouth.
Seokjin brought two fingers to Jimin's entrance and remembering Hoseok's words, slowly pushed in until he was knuckle deep. He pulled his fingers out, before pushing back in enjoying the sound of soft moans underneath him. Seokjin took his time to add another, and another, making sure to press down on Jimin's sensitive spot when he withdrew his fingers with each thrust. He watched in awe as Jimin's hole stretched perfectly around his knobbly fingers, clenching and fluttering due to his touch. He pulled out gently, coating his entire hand with more lubricant before lining up once more, tucking his thumb into the palm of his hand and steadily worked his entire fist into the blonds ass.
Jimin let out a long whine, teeth digging into his bottom lip. "Jimin don't do that, let it all out." Yoongi yelled unimpressed at his attempts to quiet himself.
Seokjin couldn't believe his eyes as he pushed in further, his whole hand disappearing inside Jimin's ass. He nearly came right then and there. He moved his hand shallowly inside Jimin's warm hole, cock throbbing as Jimin's pants and whimpers filled the room.
"Fuck, you are amazing." Seokjin choked, enjoying the depravity of performing an act like this on someone. The camera men moved around the studio, positioning themselves awkwardly close to Seokjin to film what would no doubt be the highlight of the film. He looked over his shoulder and asked, "Can I fuck him now?"
"Yes, YES." Smoke puffed out between Yoongi's lips as he replied.
Seokjin withdrew his hand and quickly jumped off the bed to remove his clothes, flinging his trousers off to the side. Using the hand still coated in lubricant, he jerked himself off a few times coating his length in the sticky cool liquid.
"Do you like Pizza Hut pretty boy? Because I want to stuff your crust." He looked at the camera and raised his eyebrow before he slipped his thick cock into Jimin's gaping hole, balls snapping against the blonds supple ass when he bottomed out. His hole was surprisingly still tight and Seokjin couldn't help but let out a filthy groan.
"O-oh your cock is so big, it feels soooo good. Keep fucking my ass just like that." Jimin cried out mouth hanging open as he pushed back onto Seokjin's length. Seokjin slammed his cock back in again and Jimin fell face forward into the pillows due to the force. He spread Jimin's ass cheeks with his hands, watching as his massive cock stretched out the man below him. His grip was tight on the soft skin of Jimin's hips, leaving marks that would bruise by the evening. He leaned himself over the smaller mans body, chest pressed against his muscular back and rammed into him. They were both a whining, moaning mess, his cock brushing up against Jimin's prostate with every thrust. Seokjin placed his head against Jimin's shoulders, sweat making their skin stick to one another. He reached between his legs and took Jimin's cock into his hand and pumped him in time with his own thrusts.
"I'm gonna come soon, how far away are you?" He whispered into Jimin's ear, voice barely picked up by the sound boom. "Mmm keep doing that with your hand and I'll be coming pretty soon too, shit."
Seokjin faced the camera and seductively licked his lips, a hungry noise escaping his throat. The camera crew changed positions making sure to capture all the action from different angles. Namjoon climbed onto the bed, legs planted on either side of Seokjin as he filmed from above.
"Oh-oh shit, I'm gonna come." Jimin cried into the pillows, cock throbbing as his release spurted out onto the mattress underneath him. His hole squeezed around Seokjin's cock, so he picked up the pace and fucked his ass fast, desperate to reach his orgasm too. Jimin was becoming overstimulated, squirming his body under Seokjin's firm grip. He held on tight, thrusting so deep Jimin was seeing stars. The sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed in his ears triggering him to squeeze his eyes shut as he focused on reaching his high. The tell tale sign of his approaching orgasm began, tingling starting in his crotch and slowly spreading out to his arms and legs.
Seokjin managed to pull out just as he came, hot cum landing all over Jimin's soft ass cheeks, slowly dripping down onto the back of his thighs. The camera moved in close focusing on Jimin's stretched hole and his cum covered ass, Seokjin leaned down into the shot and dragged his tongue over the smooth skin of Jimin's perky rear and began cleaning up his mess. He hummed as he licked away his salty release, eyes focused on the blinking light of the camera, corner of his mouth turning up into a small smirk.
"CUT! That was great you dirty whores! All right, let's get this set cleaned and get the fuck out of here." Yoongi passed his camera to his assistant and walked over to Seokjin, he pulled out an envelope and handed it over, "Here's ya mulah for the day. If you want more of that let me know and I'll book you in for another film. I think this one is going to do really well. Pretty face, huge cock, how could it not?"
Seokjin jogged back to the small room to get changed, he could shower at home, adrenaline was coursing through his body right now and he was excited to catch up with his closest friends and tell them about his amazing experience. Once he was back to looking like normal everyday Seokjin and not burgeoning Porn star Seokjin he made his way around the room, saying thanks to all the staff, especially Jimin who had given him a sweet kiss on the cheek.
Seokjin reached the exit pausing to take a look back at the porn set. He smiled as he watched crew dissemble lights and pack away furniture and props. Yoongi had said he could do this again, an offer he would take up for sure. Working at the local grocers didn't have as much appeal as having sweet, tight assholes begging for his cock, maybe this was the start of a new career for Seokjin? He pushed his sunglasses up onto his nose and stepped out into the bright summers day, he entered the building a porn actor virgin and left with that superstar glow, he was a (porn) star in the making.
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The Woman In Velvet pt 13
Ooh, boy this one's a dosey. Here it is boys!! Reminder I do have a Taglist!! If you want to be apart of it just send an ask or message me!!
PAIRING: Arthur x Oc
WARNING: Violence
Masterlist
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
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Sandy paced around the apartment in a tube top and some underwear. She held on tightly to a cigarette, trying to grip herself on reality. Sandy looked over at the bloody corner where Randall's corpse was. She noticed something that wasn't there before, a neatly wrapped box with a tag on it. Sandy picked up the box, reading the tag.
It was barely legible. The only words Sandy could read was 'To Sandy, From Joker.' The rest were extremely hard to make out.
"Joker." Sandy repeated quietly to herself.
Gently, she opened the box. It was a large striped velvet tailcoat along with a dual black and red mini skirt. At the bottom of the box was a white blouse along with red leather gloves. Attached to the gloves was a silver plated ring.
Sandy picked up the ring in awe. It wasn't anything really special, but it seemed special to her. With the ring came a small note.
Mrz Sandy Fleck...
She placed the ring on her left hand and walked towards Arthur's vanity.
Sandy glared at herself in the vanity mirror. She looked over at the face paint and brushes Arthur used.
She closed her eyes taking a deep breath. Sandy picked up a clean brush, dipping it in the greasy white paint.
Arthur ran from two detectives chasing him down. The adrenaline of the chase excited him. His chase continued until he ran into a taxi cab, shattering it's window.
To the detectives' surprise, Arthur got up unfazed by the damage. His makeup was still intact along with his bones.
He ran towards a subway that was closing.
Sandy's heels clicked on the ground as she ran towards the closing subway. It took her a while to get ready and for everything to fit. She found herself in a tight squeeze between two guys in clown masks.
Sandy had on red and black clown face paint along with black lipstick. She stood out between the two gentleman in face masks. Her gloved hand reached in her pocket to grab a cigarette while her other held a lighter.
"Hey, sweetie. Ya headed to the rally?" A man in a clown mask asked, checking her out.
"Fuck off." Sandy said, placing the newly lit cigarette against her lips.
"Arthur. Arthur Fleck." Someone called in the crowd.
Sandy turned her head, hearing Arthur's name. Quickly, another man in a clown mask was pushed into her hard.
"Hey, what the fuck?" Sandy yelled.
Bang. One of the detectives' guns could be heard on the train car.
A huge fight broke out between the protesters and the two detectives. Curses and yells came from the protesters as they threw one of the detectives to the ground.
Sandy distinguished her cigarette throwing it on the ground as she walked out of the subway.
The protesters kept beating the detectives until they were a bloody pulp.
Sandy glanced at one of the detectives, smirking. She kicked him hard, her heels stabbing him in her gut, causing the detective to cough up blood. She felt gleeful with all the chaos spewing around her.
Sandy turned around and saw Arthur smiling proudly. She hugged him tightly. Arthur hugged back, petting Sandy's head.
Arthur chuckled at the two detectives, mocking them as they were still being beaten. He grabbed a hold of Sandy's hand, walking out of the subway station with her.
Sandy sat on the yellow couch beside Arthur in the dressing room.
"Two Gotham officers were reported beaten today, but are in critical, yet stable condition." The news reporter spoke through the TV.
Arthur laughed a little at the television, while smoking a cigarette. Arthur turned his chair towards Sandy. He smirked at her.
Arthur heard the door knock, so he got off his chair to compose himself.
"Murray." Arthur said, with a hint of excitement in his voice. He got up and shook Murray's hand.
Sandy smiled, getting up to greet Murray as well.
"That's Mr. Franklin to you, pal." Murray's manager snapped at Arthur.
"Come on, Gene. That's bullshit." Murray said, shaking Arthur's hand.
"Thank you, Murray. I feel like I know you. I've been watching your show forever now." Arthur smiled, turning to Sandy, who was nodding at Arthur.
Gene eyed Sandy staring at her clown makeup.
"So, what's with the face? Are you part of the protests?" Murray asked, referring to his makeup.
"Oh no, Murray, I don't believe in anything. I just think it would be good for my act." Arthur's voice cracked a bit.
"For your act? Didn't you hear some clown got killed-" Gene got cut off by Murray.
"I'm sure he's aware of it." Murray explained.
Sandy walked up to Arthur, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"And, uhh, what about you? Are you apart of his act?" Murray asked Sandy.
Sandy nodded, slightly. "Kind of. I'm just here in support for him."
"That's nice. Will she be on the show tonight?" Murray asked to Arthur.
Sandy shook her head. "No, I will not."
"You see, this is what I'm telling you. The audience is gonna go crazy with these two clowns onstage. Maybe it's good for a bit, but not a whole segment." Gene protested.
"Gene, it's gonna work. It's gonna work. We're gonna go with it." Murray said, dismissing Gene.
Arthur let out a laugh. "Thank you, Murray."
Sandy smiled, holding Arthur's hand, gingerly.
"There is a couple of rules though. No cursing, no off color language. And if your lady friend here does want to go onstage, keep it casual. We're gonna have a clean show. You go on right after Dr. Sally." Murray explained to Arthur.
Arthur nodded his head. "I love Dr. Sally."
"Great, then someone will come get you." Murray said, leaving the room.
Arthur stopped Murray for a second. "Hey Murray, one small thing. Could introduce me as Joker?" Arthur asked, with a gleam in his eye.
"What's wrong with your real name?" Gene commented.
Arthur ignored Gene. "That's what you called me on the show. A joker."
"Did I?" Murray looked to Gene for conformation.
Gene shrugged. "I don't know."
"If you say so, kid. Joker, it is. I like it. It's good." Murray commented as he left the room.
"Thanks, Murray." Arthur said, shutting the door.
He looked over at Sandy. "You look great." Arthur sighed.
"Thanks." Sandy blushed, slightly, looking at the ground.
Arthur took a seat down on the dressing room chair. He lifted his chin and rested the tip of the gun under it, leaving his eyes wide open.
Sandy walked over and sat on his lap. She took off her left glove, grabbing a hold of his hand while holding the gun. She rested the gun on her forehead.
"Till death due us part." Sandy whispered, giggling.
Arthur's smile soften as he took the gun away from Sandy's head. "Mrs. Sandy Fleck." Arthur whispered to himself stroking Sandy's hair.
Sandy smiled, showing Arthur the silver ring on her left hand.
Arthur placed the ring to his lips kissing it softly.
"So, you're actually doing this. I know you're not Arthur, anymore, but can I just pretend that you still love me?" Sandy asked, holding Arthur tightly.
"You don't have to pretend, Sandy. I already love you." Arthur gave Sandy a light kiss on her painted cheek.
"Hey, Sandy. Knock, knock." Arthur started chuckling.
"Who's there?" Sandy giggled.
Arthur pointed the gun to his head, pretending to shoot himself.
Sandy laughed, kissing Arthur's head.
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♡ summary: Y/N is a fairy in a world of magic hating humans, who moves into a house with seven young men after being kicked out of her old dorm. She learns about all their secrets while hiding hers for as long as she can. Lots of parties, games, sex and maybe even love.
♡ pairing: ot7 x fem!reader, fem!reader x various idols
♡ chapter: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | ? |
♡ series warnings: alcohol consumption, blood mention, drug use, mxm, fxf, threesome, foursome, orgy, swearing, anxiety, depression, past trauma, past abuse
♡ series genre: fluff, smut, slight angst
♡ series rating: R
♡ word count: 2114
♡ posted on: AO3
♡ chapter nine: girls like girls
You found yourself out on the deck soon after the party had begun, sipping a second Love Potion that Seokjin had made for you. Jungkook and Jimin joined you, and the three of you danced amongst the other people out on the deck. "Do you guys ever get tired of the parties?" You asked. You were sure they'd been doing the same thing for months, maybe years, so you were curious about their view. "I'll never get tired of partying! It's way too much fun to dance and drink with people." Jungkook said a grin on his face. Jimin nodded, "It's a nice way to mingle with others, plus watching people do dumb shit when they are drunk is fun as fuck!" You laughed at his comment, he wasn't wrong about that.
Finishing off your second drink, you left the two men outside as you headed over to the area where most people were dancing. It was hot, everyone so close together, grinding and twisting their bodies together. A girl with long brown hair in a short purple dress with a strappy open back that accentuated her waist caught your eye.
You made your way over to her swaying your body in time with hers and sending her a flirty smile. "Hi~ I'm Y/N, what's your name?" The girl smiled back at you and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm Jennie, I love your dress! You look hot as fuck." You bite your lip, "I could say the same to you, that purple fits you so well~" Jennies hands find purchase on your waist while your own hook over her shoulders. Your legs slot together while the two of you grind and wave together. It's sensual, and the look in Jennies eye leads you to believe things will just get better. The eyeshadow she had on was glittering in the light, her winged liner sharp and precise, lips coated in shiny pink gloss. A small braid on each side of her head kept her bangs from distracting from her beauty.
You wondered if she modeled, she'd be perfect for it in your opinion. Jennie leaned in and whispered in your ear, her breath hot, "Do you know a room around here where it's more private~" You brought her close and said, "I live here so we can go to my room." Jennie seemed slightly surprised but happy regardless as she pulled away and reached for your hand. You lead her through the maze of other bodies, then up the two sets of stairs to your room.
In your room, the two of you sat on the bed and Jennie leaned in and kissed you softly on the lips. You reciprocated easily, twisting your body so you were in her lap, and kissing her with more passion. Her hands kneaded at your ass while yours found their way to her boobs, the two of you as close as possible, lips locked in a wet embrace. Jennie reached up your back and began to undo your zipper, helping you shimmy out of the skin-tight dress before she took off her own leaving you both in your panties. She pushed you down on the bed so that she was now straddling you with her legs on either side of your waist, her hands beside your shoulders holding her top half just barely above yours.
Jennie started pressing hot kisses into the skin of your neck and along your collarbone, "So pretty~" She cooed between kisses, making you whimper beneath her. "Jennie~" You moaned keening into her, addicted to the feeling of her plush lips on your warm skin. Her skin was soft against your own, your tits rubbing against hers as she came up to kiss your lips once more. Your hands trailed down her body, feeling the warmth radiate off of her and onto you, your hands squeezed her ass earning you a moan. "Do you wanna do something more?" Jennie asked between kisses, "Sure~" You bit your lip as she sat up and moved off of you, pulling your thong down your legs and then removing her own.
She patted her thigh, so you crawled over and straddled it, then ran your hands down her body all the way to her sweet pussy. "Cute." You murmur brushing over the hair that's been shaved into the shape of a heart, making her giggle. Jennie pushed her leg up encouraging you to grind against the smooth skin of her thigh, which you did happily. You steadied yourself with a hand on her shoulder, leaving the other to rub against her clit. "Tell me how you like it, baby~" You said, moving your hand against her heat with slow but firm pressure, while still rolling your hips against her thigh.
"You're so wet for me, I can feel it on my leg." Jennie said, brushing a piece of hair behind your ear, "Put your fingers in, make me cum." You do as you're told, curling in the wet heat of her pussy, egged on by the moans falling from her lips. She holds your hips tightly, helping you to grind into her so that you could reach your own high. Both of your breathing speeds up as you get close, "Cum with me Y/N~" Jennie said before pushing her lips against yours to capture the wanton moans that were pouring from them. You cum with a shudder, your hips stuttering against her as she tightened around your fingers, cumming with you.
You lean your head against Jennies shoulder, breathing heavily as she pets your hair gently. "That was fun~ Maybe we can do it again sometime? Maybe ask one of the bangtan boys to join~" You looked up at her confused. "You can tell by how you talk to them there's chemistry, and I'm not looking for anything serious. The more the merrier!" She said with a wink, "Oh, I could bring one of my friends too, I bet she'd love it." You smile brightly, she seems to have a similar mindset to yourself. The two of you get dressed, and exchange phone numbers, then head down the stairs together.
You leave Jennie and head over to the kitchen to do some shots, finding your housemates already at the island. "Hey! Since we're all here let's do a shot for each of us." Taehyung suggested when you joined the seven men. "Fuck yeah!" You were in the mood to get blasted, and this seemed to be the perfect way. "Jin, can you make the rainbow shots?" Yoongi asked, causing a bright smile to appear on Seokjins lips. "Of course! It's my specialty after all~" He set about collecting glasses and the correct bottles of liquor.
"What are rainbow shots? I feel like I've heard of them but never done it." You asked, your curiosity apparent. "Basically Jin is gonna mix 8 drinks in different colours of the rainbow, then you take all eight in a row as fast as you can." Namjoon explained and you hummed in understanding. "That sounds fun, do we have enough shot glasses though?" You asked. Hoseok put a hand on your shoulder, "You underestimate the number of times we've done this. Haven't you seen the shot shelf?" You briefly recalled seeing such a thing but you hadn't paid much attention.
"Here we are!" Seokjin announced presenting eight rows of eight brightly coloured shots. "To having a full house, and a new housemate who fits like a glove!" Namjoon toasted, then you all did your individual line of shots. Thankfully, the shots were not as bitter as you might have expected, but as you downed the final one you felt the effects hit you immediately. "Fuck that'll take you out huh!" You said with a giggle, "The point of it indeed." Yoongi said, sliding a hand around your waist. Your housemates dispersed amongst the party-goers now that you were all drunk, leaving just you, Yoongi, and Taehyung at the island.
"Let's go outside~" You said, tugging Yoongi and Taehyung along with you out to the grassy portion of the backyard. There are very few people out beside yourselves, and you spin happily in the open space. This just makes you feel dizzier than before though so you fall to the ground in a giggly heap. "Y/N~ Be careful!" Taehyung said, though he himself is stumbling too as he comes over to help you up. He unsurprisingly ends up falling to the ground with you instead of managing to have you stand. Yoongi shook his head and came to lie down beside the two of you, a much smarter decision than trying to get either of you up.
"Y/N I can't wait till we can tell you about us." Taehyung slurs and you giggle, "Why do you have to wait! Tell me now!" Your interest has been piqued but your mind is still so blurry. "Tae, remember where we are." Yoongis voice sounds oddly serious and you roll over to look at him, his face is creased in a slight frown which makes you sad. The alcohol in your system deems that the worst thing on Earth and you begin to cry. "I'm sorry Yoongi!" You bury your face in his chest as he hovers his hands above you in bewilderment. "Sh, sh, it's ok Y/N!" Taehyung said as he curls behind you. Yoongi begins to rub small circles into your back and you eventually calm down.
"Don't be sad Yoongi, don't hate me." You whisper, lifting your head to look into his eyes. He smiles at you and you feel much better. The three of you disentangle and sit up and you lean in and press a soft kiss to Yoongis nose and then one to Taehyungs cheek. "There, all better!" You said as if it was them who had been crying rather than yourself. Yoongi laughs while Taehyung ruffles your hair.
Shouting from inside catches your attention and you stand up and stumble run inside the house, finding Jungkook with his fist full of some random guys shirt. "Say it again I fucking dare you!" Jungkook snarls, his voice thick with anger. The man scoffs, "I said, there better not be any magic freaks around here." Your breath catches in your throat and you feel sick to your stomach. Did they somehow know what you were? But you'd never even seen the man before! "We don't tolerate discrimination against different people in our house, everyone knows that so you better get the fuck out of here before I knock some sense into your thick fucking head." Jungkook spits releasing the dude from his grip and standing back. The man huffs but leaves like he's told, with everyone's eyes on him.
"Alright, I think we are going to end this now everyone thanks for coming!" Namjoon announces to the crowd which earns some grumbles, but people seem to understand that it is necessary. You watch the stream of people leave the house, your hands are shaking at the memory of the mans voice. It was like you were back in your old dorm when you'd been discovered. The voices of your roommates echoed in your head, "Fucking freak!" - "I wish I never met you." - "You're an abomination." - "I never want to see you again." You fall to your knees and press your hands over your ears, willing the voices to go away, but they just seem to grow louder.
"/N! Y/N! It's ok, Y/N everyone's gone!" You are shaken from the memories by Jimins concerned voice. You gasp, and tears begin to fall from your eyes for the second time that night. Jimin quickly pulls you into his arms and holds you tightly, whispering reassurance into your ear and rocking you gently. When you stopped crying Jimin pulled away slightly and studied your face intensely before wiping away any remaining tears. "Let's get you to bed hm?" He said softly, but you shook your head not wanting to be left alone in fear the voices would return. "How about I bring you to my room then?" You nod lightly and sniffle as he lifts you into his arms.
He carried you to his room, setting you gently on the bed which you quickly snuggled into sliding under the covers. The sheets smelled like Jimin and it felt safe. You felt Jimin slide in beside you, leaving room between the two of you, which you immediately closed by moving to lay your head on his chest. Jimin chuckled lightly, but let you do as you wished, combing his fingers through your hair until you fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.
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