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Part 6: The Geek

Starring: Mark Lee

Summary: A certain boy can't seem to keep quiet after being warned countless times. Y/n was able to hold him off but the more he continued to talk she realized she needed to bring out her big guns and make an important call. She also starts to realize some mixed feelings are beginning to get in the way of her plans. In an attempt to stop this feeling, she slowly starts to lose her friend. Replacing him with a slightly older boy with glasses.

Warnings: Smut, Oral (F.m receiving) Fingering, Sugesstive, Tension Build and Manipulation.

Words: 8.7k

MINORS DO NOT READ!!!

Enjoy :)

"Who's been talking?" you asked Jisung. You both sat in your living room on the carpet. Two hot cups of tea placed in front of both pog you. Jisung sipped his tea nervously before he spoke gulping the hot liquid before he spoke. You waited your finger tapping on the glass coffee table. Your dog emerged from the front door onto the couch just beside Jisung who sat in front of the white couch.

He sighed placing the cups down.

"Haechan-"

"That little cunt. I knew he would open his mouth. Probably pissed at me still," you began but Jisung waved his hands motioning for you to slow down.

"It's not just him," he said. "He only started talking when Johnny pressed him for information," he said.

"Why would Johnny press him? I haven't even got to him yet," you asked trying to remember a point where he could have seen or heard you. You thought you were being careful.

"Doyoung told him you were looking for me yesterday when you thought I was the one talking," he said. Saying the last part quietly. You hummed crossing your arms over your chest. You felt the warm fire from the fireplace on your back as you tapped your finger on your arm. You shook your head tongue poking your cheek.

“That little shit,” you said in disbelief. Your eyes found Jisung’s. “He has to be next,” you said standing up. Jisung unsure of what you were doing grew nervous. He jumped up following you to your room. “He can’t be,” he began right on your heels as you walked into your closet.

“Remember the plan,” he said trying to collect your attention. You huffed going through your clothes. You had found an outfit yanking it off the rack. You placed it on the couch removing your shirt. Jisung’s eyes widened at the sight of your bare torso breast still covered by your black bra.

“Y/n please just stick to the plan,” he begged refocusing his attention to the bigger picture. You sighed sticking your arms through the hole of the blouse. You were ignoring Jisung’s request. Instead jumping ahead of your perfectly planned plan because of a slip-up. You buttoned up every button pulling a sweater vest over your head. Your pants were next to go.

Jisung cleared his throat catching your pajama pants. You stopped letting out a frustrated huff.

“What?” You asked annoyed.

“Y/n please relax,” he said placing your pants down on the couch. “Just stick to plan okay? You just have to get to Mark and then Doyoung is after. Can you just wait?” He asked trying to reason with you.

You shook your head pulling your skirt on. “You don’t get it. If I don’t do this now my head won't stop playing the same scenario in my head. Jeno going to my father telling him what I’ve done, him making me leave school and taking away any opportunity I had at showing him I can be powerful enough,” you confessed. Jisung raised a brow stepping towards you.

“Powerful enough?” He asked not sure by what you meant. You nodded letting the black belt in your hands fall on the pink couch.

“He doesn’t think I’m capable I’m owning the company. He thinks not only am I a girl,” you say with a small shrug. You plop down on your couch Jisung sitting beside you. “But I’m even less powerful than some summer intern, less powerful than a child,” you said with a frown. You rest your head on your hand. Your elbow resting on the top of the couch.

Jisung kept his eyes on you. Listening to your every word. He understood how you felt. Being surrounded by powerful people made you feel powerless. He knew the feeling all too well.

"If Doyoung and Haechan keep talking then all of this was for nothing," You said a lump forming in your throat. Jisung's heart swelled in the last couple of months he's seen you happy, angry, even scared but never sad. You quickly wiped away a tear that formed at the corner of your eye.

"I can't let them win Jisung," you said finally looking into his eyes. You sat closer to him. Jisung moved closer to you as well resting his arm behind you. You crawled into his side face meeting his chest. There you let your tears fall in his warmth. He just held you close in your bright pink closet.

"I just can't. After what they've done to me and my friends, other girls too," you said whimpering into his chest. His arm fell rubbing your side. He didn't speak, he made no sounds, he just held you closely as you cried into his chest.

After some time you let go of Jisung pulling your legs up to the side of the couch. You cracked a smile red puffy eyes looking into Jisung's calm brown eyes. You chuckled causing him to chuckle as well. You wiped a few of your tears with the back of your hand.

"I'm such a mess," you claim with a sad smile. Your head fell eyes meeting your hands. Jisung hesitantly brought up his thumb wiping a tear that slipped past your cheek. The pads of his fingers gently hold onto your chin lifting your head. He smiled softly wiping another tear that fell.

"Y/n you may be somewhat of a mess," he said with a light chuckle. You copied his motions a small smile forming on your pink lips.

"But you are a beautiful, real, intelligent, and extraordinary mess. And I wouldn't change that or ask for a better friend," He said honestly hand holding the back of your neck. Your cheek rubbed against his palm. You felt exposed and for the first time in your life, the exposure felt new, fresh even.

It felt like he was staring right into your soul. After only a few months Jisung saw the good in you, everything you refused to see in yourself. Every ugly thing Jeno pointed out in you that sat at the pits of your stomach right now didn't matter. The pit of darkness replaced by a million butterflies by Jisung is what matters to you right now.

So you leaned in close to him. Guiding your body further to his frame. He leaned back as your lips inched closer to his. Your eyes fluttered shut lips grazing his. Jisung felt his heart skipped a beat. His breath hitched in his throat. His fingers grazed his thighs covered in denim. Your faint breath touched his lips. He wanted to kiss you, badly, it was the very thing he pictured in his mind every morning and every night but he couldn't. He couldn't kiss you, not now, not when you are hurting and need someone to comfort you.

He placed his hands on your shoulder gently pushing you away. You sat back down on the couch eyes open. You shook your head standing up from the couch. "I'm sorry," you apologized repeatedly as you walked off in your bedroom. Just behind you, the curtain was pulled open by your maid the rising sun blaring into your bedroom and shining on your skin. You turned to the window half-dressed staring towards the sun exposing your flaws for the world to see.

Jisung appeared from your closet finding you in front of the window. The maid sent a slight bow as she left. You turned to Jisung as he slowly walked over to you, reaching out his hand to touch you. You let out a breath.

"I'm ready for Mark," you said causing Jisung to let his hand fall and let out a shaky breath. You adjusted yourself giving him one last glance before you walked away.

"I'll see you later," you said as you walked into your bathroom away from Jisung letting him let himself out.

That was the last time the two of you spoke.

A few days passed. You had taken some time to yourself as well as attending to Jeno, after all, Mark was easy to find. Every Wednesday from four p.m. to six p.m. he spent his time in the Video Game club. The university had many clubs, this was one of the more popular ones. Mark and Haechan were club members, and Jisung also had a spot in the club. Today you were going to join the video game club.

While the club was popular it was very hard to get into. The leader of the club is Mark and to get into the club they had to defeat him, Haechan, and Jisung in a round of whatever game of your choice. However, were not allowed to choose who you played against. Most failed very few could get past Jisung or Mark. Haechan was the best gamer in the club, you'd have to beat him to get in.

You were already prepared for Haechan to pick you, after discovering you were not the one playing the games with him during your time together. You were looking forward to beating him, for real this time in a virtual reality.

Haechan was just an obstacle you needed to pass to get to Mark.

You bought on a fresh new outfit deciding a much more laid-back vibe would be more suitable. Wearing your low-rise blue jeans with a cropped sweater you wore your hair down finishing the outfit with a pair of sneakers. You walked down the hallway next to Wendy who followed you to the club, as your support.

You let out a breath once you reached the room turning the door handle. Everyone in the dark room turned to look at you. Gasp left their lips seeing you enter the room, computers, and large monitors illuminated their surprised faces upon seeing you enter. Haechan pushed past a few people who stood around his desk to get to you.

"What are you doing here?" he asked shocked with a mixture of anger in his tone. You scoffed, "I'm here to join the video game club," you said with a smile on your lips. Haechan sneered a scoff leaving his lips. He jerked his chin forward judging you. He looked at you up and down a cocky look on his face.

“Really? Are sure you're not just plotting. Who's next? Huh. Mark? Jisung?" he asked getting Mark's attention. Mark walked over placing a hand on Haechan's shoulder. He looked over at you apologetically.

"I'm sorry. You'll have to excuse this guy. He's rude to everyone," he defended. You went to speak but Haechan cut you off.

"I'm not being rude I'm being honest. She's just here to hook up with you so she could cross you off her list and if it's not you first it's Jisung," he said pointing behind you. Jisung walked in standing by your side confused as to what was happening. He knew you were coming today, he also assumed Haechan would give you a hard time. He just didn't think he'd call you out.

Mark touched Haechan's shoulder, gripping it this time. Haechan winced in pain smacking Mark's hand away, rubbing on his skin. He whined releasing a huff. He shrugged pointing at you again.

"What did I say? She's just some fucking Easy A," he said hand waving up and down pointing out your entire body to everyone who was listening. You huffed your face starting to feel hot. Wendy sneered walking up to Haechan and shoving him.

"Haechan," Mark called when he saw Haechan walk over to her. You stood in front of him arms crossed over your chest. Mark walked over leaning Haechan. "Dude, I think you should go," he said. Haechan brushed him off to walk away but you held your ground.

"No," you said causing everyone to look at you. Haechan stopped letting out an annoyed huff. "I want to play Overwatch," you said a smirk forming on your lips. Everyone gasped shaking their heads at your choice. Haechan is known for being the best in that game. He had even defeated one of the best players, Jungkook, a few years back.

Jisung noticed the small gleam in your eyes hiding his smile. Haechan turned back around walking towards the front of the classroom.

"Fine but you play against me," he said walking to his set up. You set your bag down on an empty desk, Wendy's placing her stuff beside yours as you followed Mark. Everyone gathered around as they set up, including Jisung. Haechan wore a cocky grin on his lips the whole time.

The pure joy he'd receive from crushing you was all he needed for him to forget you. Knowing he beat you in something, knowing he made you feel like shit and couldn't get into the club. Knowing you couldn't trick his friend. He felt proud knowing he'd destroy you.

Two bad like always you two steps ahead. Because for months Jisung had trained you. Playing games with you almost every night, and into the morning to prepare you for Haechan. While that first time you played Jisung played for you, you figured you’d learn how to play Overwatch and other games they all liked just in case of the event. Turns out you had a secret talent.

Once the game starts Haechan barely even tries while you click buttons, brows furrowed concreting on the screen. Wendy who had no clue what was happening in the game cheered you on while everyone waited for Haechan to destroy you. They weren't hoping for your downfall just against him no one stood a chance.

However, you watched from the corner of your eye as his character started to die and the anger mixed with fear and confusion formed on his face. Now it was your turn to be cocky, even if you weren't the one playing, you were happy he was losing. Haechan and his ego annoyed you more than seeing Si Cheng every Thursday in your English class.

Mark watched from the sidelines a smile on his lips. An impressed smirk on his lips as he watched you play.

The people in the room began cheering for you and it was the first time in months you heard anyone on your side. You assumed it was because you were beating Haechan. His character was dying and you felt a smirk tug against the corner of your lips. You glanced over now seeing his fingers tap harder on the keyboards trying his best to desperately stay alive.

The people surrounding you are both now excited. They watched closer shocked mixed with curious faces. Gasping when your character was easily taking his own. Some people trying to figure out when you became so good at playing games. Others felt that because you had such a hidden talent there was more to you than you let on. And a few others just cheered you on also losing to Haechan in the past and wanting to see him get destroyed.

Your tongue poked the inside of you both as you typed furiously on the character. You clicked on only a few final buttons watching as his character slowly started to die. Your tongue poked the inside of your mouth. Your feet gripped onto the button of your shoe, your body leaning forward. You were so close you could taste it. With a few more taps and clicks you watched his character die losing the game.

His eyes widened shaking his head. His mouth fell open and his brows furrowed. He held onto the monitor shaking it lightly even tapping the screen just to make sure it wasn’t true. No way he lost. And not only did he lose but he lost to you, of all people, why did he have to lose to you?

His head fell as he accepted defeat and therefore had no choice but to grant you access to the club. He sucked his teeth as he handed you, your very own controller lazily placing it in your hand almost falling to the ground. You caught it glaring at him. He stared back at you as you walked over to him. You leaned down close to his level eyes never leaving his.

"That's what happens to rats," you whispered for his ears only. His breath hitched and his eyes widened. You could hear his heart skip a beat from how close you were to him. You smirked pulling away.

"Trust me the worst has yet to come. I'm giving you one last shot. Keep your mouth shut," you warned. He eyed you breathing heavily as he grabbed his things making a straight dash to the front door.

You smiled a wicked smile as he left soon letting it fall replacing it with a much softer smile and letting the cheers from the people around you stain his chest and flood your ears.

Afterward, people returned to their games. Jisung sitting next to a few people including a girl. The girl was a little shorter with long wavy brown hair. She had brown doe eyes and flushed pink lips. She sat beside him as they played together her side bumping into his every time he beat her. He blushed when her hand touched his. She pulled his controller from him giggles echoing from her throat.

You swallowed a lump that sat in your throat. Your arms crossed over your chest as you tried to look anywhere else in the room. But it felt like every computer screen kept shining in their direction. You sucked on the inside of your cheeks trying to pry your eyes away in any way you could. You felt a pinch in your stomach when his eyes never left her frame.

You were going to look away having enough of the current display of affection that took place a couple feet away from you. Jisung hadn't even noticed you staring, he didn't even feel your eyes on him. You frowned poking the inside of your mouth with your tongue.

Why did you even care? As far as you know and remember you were using him to get close to his friends. The same boys he was still friends with, he still even joined their clubs. So why does this even bother you when it shouldn't? He was making you feel the same way you felt last night. It made you feel sick to feel this way. You wanted nothing more than to leave.

Just as you were about to walk away Mark came into your view. He stood slightly taller than you a pair of frames sitting on his face. He sent you a warm smile. When your eyes meet him, his smile falls. He rubbed the back of his neck swallowing hard. His arms fell nervously but not like how Jisung acted around you. Mark could look you in the eyes and stand close enough to you without breaking out in a sweat.

"I just wanted to start by saying I'm sorry," he said with an apologetic frown. He fiddled with his fingers but kept his eye on your eyes. "Haechan can be a bit of a dick," he began with a soft chuckle.

"And it's not an excuse," he said with a shrug. "But ever since he got dumped by some girls he's been worse," he said hoping you'd understand. You let out a breath a smirk on your lips. "It's not an excuse," you responded. "Also you don't have to apologize on his behalf. He's in the wrong, right? He should be the one to say sorry," you said. Mark nodded a small laugh leaving his lips. He shook his head understanding. He let out a disappointed sigh to himself. He knew you were right.

"I have a habit of apologizing," he said with a nervous rub of his neck.

You chuckled. "It's okay," you said. There was a small pause of silence until Mark spoke up. "Anyways I should probably go back to" "Mark," you called as he slowly backed away. A small smile on your lips.

"Yes," he said back almost instantly.

"I heard that new Spider-Man game out, did you get it?" you asked him. He widened his eyes looking into yours. "Are you kidding dude? I finished it the day I got it," he said excitedly. He had no clue you were a fan of games until this afternoon and he had no clue you enjoyed Spider-Man like he did. You pursed your lips impressed.

"Well I'm still new to the game but I was hoping you could come over and help me out. I know tonight is Jeno's party and everything but he wouldn't mind if we sat this one out," You said stepping closer to him and grabbing your purse from the table.

Mark gulped thinking about it for a moment. You were Jeno's girl meaning you were completely off limits. But this was just a video game, a Spider-Man video game. What could be less innocent than that?

Mark smiled nodding. "Okay. I'll come over," he said. "What time?" he asked. "Eight," you responded. "Here," you said handing him your phone. He put in his number handing it back to you. "I'll text you the address," you said walking past him. He sent you a small wave turning around. His smile faded when he saw Jisung watching you leave.

Jisung hadn't even noticed Mark's stares. Instead, he stood up from the girl beside him and followed you out the door. Wendy is not too far behind.

You sat in your car your head against the wheel. You shut your eyes letting out small breaths in the silence of your car. You used the silence to think. Think about what you'd like to do next, after Mark. Mark would be last on the list, the last of the group that would be easy.

Doyoung was supposed to be just as easy but now that he wishes to protect his friends he's made everything even more complicated.

You let out a sigh hearing the passenger seat open and then close. You assumed it was Wendy and when you looked over it was. The car door behind hers opened and then closed you turned seeing Jisung sitting in the back. Wendy placed a friendly hand on your thigh rubbing it gently.

He remained quiet as did Wendy. You started the car leaving the school. You sighed flashing your eyes in the mirror to Jisung. He sat back staring outside the window. You looked away chewing on the inside of your mouth. Wendy eyed the both of you with a confused look on her face.

"Okay, what is going on?" she asked the both of you. You remained quiet glancing at Jisung who was already looking at you. You huffed shaking your head.

"Nothing," you responded stopping your car a block away from the frat. Jisung recognized the area. Normally when you dropped him off and he sat beside you listening to music or talking about life this would be the saddest part of the journey. The part where he had to leave. This time it didn't feel sad, it just felt like the end.

He hesitated to speak. That morning he wanted to kiss you. He wanted to kiss you so badly that it took every muscle and working brain cell in his body to stop himself from letting his lips touch yours. His body burned down to the pits of his stomach from how close you were to him. But it wasn't right. You were hurting and he didn't have to take advantage of your pain.

He wanted you to know that. He wanted you to understand that he didn't avoid you because he disliked you but because he liked you so much it hurt it to give you every part of him knowing he wouldn't get any part of you.

"It wasn't nothing," he said frustrated his tone catching your attention. Your eyes perked but you remained facing the front of your car. You pulled your sunglasses over your head lips pursed. Wendy faced him scanning her eyes to you for a brief moment. She sighed turning back to Jisung.

"Then what is it?" she asked slightly annoyed. Jisung looked over at you. You still weren't speaking. He shook his head realizing you weren't going to talk.

"Nevermind. She is right, nothing happened," he said opening your car door and slamming it shut. The minute he stepped out you waited. Waited until he turned the corner of his street then you drove off.

"That was not nothing," Wendy said now concerned.

You sighed. "I tried to kiss him and he pushed me away. I didn't want to say anything because I wasn't ready to talk about it," you said finger tapping on the steering wheel. Your tongue poking the inside of your mouth. You shook your head. "I have so much on my plate already with Jeno and the rest of the boys opening their mouths," you paused. "I can't deal with that right now," you said now approaching Wendy's place.

"You like him don't you?" she asked. You sighed shaking your head.

"I can't," you said. She turned away not bothering you with any more questions and instead let you take her home.

You set up your living room perfectly. The PlayStation was fresh out of the box and set up, with the help of Ten. You changed clothes by switching your skirt and blouse to a more relaxed fit. Wear a velour deep purple tracksuit and soft white socks on your feet.

You hummed at the warm feeling the suit provided you. You had even lightened up your makeup, after your shower, settling for a more natural look. Your shaved legs felt soft against the fabric. You almost wanted to cancel from how comfortable to felt, but you didn't.

You looked over at your clock. Seven fifty-one. You walked over to your coffee table picking up the game. You placed the disk inside the system just after turning it on. You let the game set up turning off a few lights and lighting a few peppermint candles before you heard a knock at your door. You smiled placing the last candle down and walking to your door.

You knew today you had to be careful. Mark may have turned a blind eye to what Haechan said earlier, doesn't mean you are in the clear yet. You still had Jeno right on your tail no matter how hard you tried to shake him off. He knew you held a higher power over his head which is why he never dared to overstep the line you had drawn between you two. But now he felt a part of him had nothing to lose and everything to gain from your downfall. All you had down was buy yourself time, hopefully, enough time to make sure you took Si Cheng down, Jeno would fall right down with him.

You smiled checking the peephole and seeing Mark. You picked up your infamous perfume from beside your bag spraying a few sprits on your neck and wrist. You rubbed the liquid into your skin then you unlocked the door. You opened the door wide, wide enough for him to step inside. He greeted you with a friendly smile. You closed the door behind him.

"Can I get you anything?" you asked as Mark removed his shoes. He placed his shoes by the front door. He shook his head waving his hand. "I'm okay," he said following you to your couch. You frowned a crease in your brow. "Are you sure?" you asked again. Mark sighed with a small shake of his head, a small smile forming on his pink lips.

"Water is fine," he said. You nodded walking off to grab him a water.

When you returned he was standing in front of your window the curtain pulled back. He turned to you as you handed him the glass an amazed look on his face. "I've bet you've heard this before but you have an amazing view of the city. I mean your entire apartment is nice, Jeno was kidding," he said honestly sipping his water as he looked back at the large window. You frowned placing your glass on the coffee table.

"Jeno?" you asked opening your curtain for him to look without pulling them. He nodded with a gulp. "He's always talking…Well bragging about you," he said with a shrug. "He tells us stories," he said.

"What kind of stories?" you asked raising your brow as you stepped closer to Mark.

He smirked glancing down at his water and then out the window. He shook his head. "About how much you love him. The things you've done with him, to him," he said the last words dying on his tongue. Your brain had clicked. You stood beside him your shoulder brushing his. He slightly turned his neck to scan your faces before he turned sipping his cool water.

"What does he tell you I do to him?" you asked moving your eyes to his face. He felt your gaze but didn't turn. He gulped placing his free hand in his pocket. His nails grazed against his cloth skin nervously. He had never gotten this far with a girl.

He had never been to another girl's house that wasn't a family member. The only other times he'd been to a girl's house was when they hosted a party and the room was full of people.

He had crushes on girls in middle school and high school. He found girls attractive he just spent his time locked away in his room or at his friend's houses dressing as their favorite characters. He went to conventions and dressed as Spider-Man at every Halloween party every year. He was also part of a frat where Johnny, Jaehyun, Yuta, and Jeno were apart, and girls tended to look past him.

But you were different. You were untouchable, everyone loved and hated you. Every man, even women wanted you, desired you. He sometimes remembers what Doyoung and he did to you last year. he hopes and prays you never find out. You'd kill him for sure. You assumed now he was safe. You didn't see him as the weird geeky boy he saw himself as. You were being kind and welcoming to him and he hopes it's because you genuinely like him.

"Mark?" you called for the fifth time. He shook his head eyes blinking quickly. He turned now seeing you seated on your white couch. Blanket over your lap and controller in your hand. He cleared his throat as he walked over to you. "You okay?" you asked as he sat down beside you. He rubbed his sweaty palms on the roughness of his denim jeans. He nodded taking the controller you offered him.

"My bad," he responded.

You nodded looking away and at the screen.

"This is how you swing," he said showing you the controls. You eyed him a small gleam in your eye. He gulped seeing your pretty lashes flick at him. You picked yourself up sitting closer to him. Your perfume hitting his nose. He felt his heart skip a beat and cock twitch. You turned to him breath fanning over his neck. He hummed smelling your sweet scent.

"Show me again. I like how your fingers look when you play," you hushed softly in his ear. He stuttered, scrambling his words as he pulled back. He sat back on the couch a nervous chuckle leaving his lips. His arm fell over your couch. You pouted through your smile. You sat closer to him his arm around you. He looked at you for a second watching you through the corner of his eye.

"Let's get back to the game," he said taking the controller. You smirked turning to watch him play.

After some time you decided you'd make your move again. You were running out of time and if you wanted to make it to Doyoung before New Year's you had to pick up the pace with Mark.

It was your turn to play this time. So when you fought the bad guys or when you fell off a building little noises escaped your lips. Groans ghosting past your tongue catching Mark's attention again. He gulped his hand gripping the arm of the couch. He felt his heart skip and his eye twitch every time you made a sound.

You scouted closer pretending to be so frustrated you dropped the controller. You bent down to get it your hand landing right on his clothed cock. His hips instantly flexed into your touch.

You sat back up removing your hand as if nothing happened. You dusted off the controller handing it to him. "Your turn," you said with a dark smile on your lips. He took the controller from your hands a jumpy look in his eye. You acted as if you hadn't noticed.

He was so lost in his own mind as he played. His dick was fully hard in his pants and now painfully uncomfortable as he played. He could barely focus on what he was doing. Spider-Man had completely fallen off multiple buildings and lost battles. You cringed at the sight on the screen. Every time he fell or lost he could see it on your face. He scolded himself in his head for being so easily distracted.

"I thought you were good at this game," You teased lightly pushing his side. He scoffed, "I am," he responded. He had actually started to get better once he realized how much you were paying attention. You frowned seeing him lose again.

"Mark you keep losing," you said with a small pout. "How am I supposed to win if you keep dying?" you asked. He sighed with an apologetic look in his eyes. "I'm trying it just, I don't know. I think I'm just tired," He lied. You bit your lip thinking about his words.

"How about I help?" you offered.

"How?' he asked.

You reached forward playing the belt around his waist. His eyes widened watching your fingers tracing over the leather strap. He used his hands to push himself back choking on his breaths. He stopped you placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Y/n I…you have a boyfriend," he said concerned eyes looking into yours. You shook your head brushing him off. "He won't care," you responded. You went back your lips lining with his before he stopped you.

"Wait, wait," he said shutting his eyes for a moment the white controller falling onto his lap. The character on screen died but neither of you paid attention to the TV. He sighed brows furrowing. He swallowed hard.

You sighed turning away fiddling with the hem of your tee. He watched you with curious eyes. "I'm sorry," you began keeping your eyes away from his. He watched you closely wondering why you shut down so quickly after jumping onto him.

"It's just I'm not actually dating Jeno," you confessed. Mark's eyes widened in disbelief. "But the two of you confirmed it. Everyone saw you at the hockey game," he rambled.

"What they saw was a lie. Jeno knew people were talking poorly about me. He heard the rumors they made and since he's an old friend he decided to help me. But that's it, I swear," you said finally looking into his eyes. You turned away seeing his face hadn't changed. "I just didn't he continued making stories, rumors of our one white lie," you said with a disappointed sigh.

His heart swelled at the plead in your glossy eyes. He chewed his lip taking in your confession. The person he called his friend had lied to him.

"I'm sorry. I thought the two of you were together," he said with a small frown. He fixed his glasses clearing his throat a part of him feeling stupid for believing the lies.

"I understand if you want to go. Thank you for your help," you said your head falling apologetically. You motioned your hand to the door. But Mark sighed sitting closer to you and placing a warm hand on your arm. You smirked your eyes still aligned with your hand that rested on your thigh. He shook his head.

"I'm not upset. You lied because you had to. Jeno continued to lie when a lie was not needed," he said. You picked up your head replacing your evil smirk with a warm, friendly smile. "Thanks for understanding," you said.

"Let's get back to the game," you said taking the controller from his lap. He held your hand removing the controller from your hands. He placed it on the coffee table in front of you, next to your full glass of water and his empty glass. He turned to his side to face you a gentle smile on his lips. "What?" you asked sneakily hiding your face with your hands.

Mark chuckled shaking his head. "Nothing you just beautiful, dude," he said. You punched his shoulder he sneered. " I told you to stop calling me dude," you said hiding your smile. He chuckled head falling back then front. You moved closer to him hands reaching up to his glasses and taking them off. You placed them by the controller quickly returning.

You swung a leg over him straddling his waist. He gulped but gushed a smile on his face at the sight of you on top of him. You completely sat down on his lap. He groaned his eyes shutting for a brief moment. You smile leaning closer to him. Your perfume waved past his nostrils, invading his brain and blinding his mind. He hummed at your sweet smell. His larger hands run up and down the clothed skin of your plush thighs.

You hovered over his lips one of your hands wrapping around his neck and playing with his hair. The other holding the side of his face in your warm palm. His lips pursed a slight tint of red from how hard he bit onto his lips. He held his control, every part of his body lighting up with a thousand fireworks. You hushed over his lips. "Am I the one you wanted to kiss?" you asked seeing his glossy eyes flick. He without a thought nodded his head. "Yes," he responded quietly.

You smiled placing your lips on his. His mouth met yours the minute your plush lips touched his. He squeezed onto your waist pulling as close as he could to his body. Humming against your lips his tongue slid across your bottom lip begging for entrance. You fought him at first smirking into the kiss. He took his chance slipping his tongue past your wet lips. You rutted your hips forward feeling his clothed cock poking your velour pants.

You pulled away slowly his bottom lip caught between your teeth. You sucked on his red lip he watched you with dark eyes. You released with placing a peck on his lips. You grabbed the hem of your tee pulling it over your head. You tossed it aside on the white rug. Mark watched with wide eyes. He brushed it off quickly. He didn't want you to see how nervous he was. The truth was this was the farthest he had ever gotten.

He may have lied to his friends about his V-card a while ago.

He didn't want to ruin the moment between the two of you. So he sucked up his nerves the best way he could and pulled his black sweater over his head. His arms were on display from the tight-fitted tee that happened to have a familiar spider logo on the front in black. You chuckled and slightly pushed you away for teasing him, a bashful smile on his lips.

"It's cute," you said. Your innocent compliment sent a sweet warmth throughout his body. He felt comfortable in your eyes. He leaned up placing his lips on your passionately. He smiled into the kiss breaking it apart to lift you up. You giggled as he placed you down on the flat of your back on your couch. He smiled leaning down kissing your neck and playing with the lace straps of your purple bra.

You undid his belt swiftly removing it and throwing it to the side. You undid the button of his jeans sliding them down his waist. Your hands felt their way down his toned chest, to the v-line that formed leading you to his dick. He broke the kiss lifting his shirt off his head. Soon he kisses his way down your neck. Leaving hot wet spots from your neck to your tummy, while his hands roamed freely around your body undoing the clasp of your bra.

He kissed his way down sucking on the skin just above your pelvis. He undid the strings of your pants pulling them down along with your lacey panties. He pressed his nose against your pussy. His jeans not even halfway down his thighs he was already close to cumming just off the scent of your pussy. He glides his nose through your hot folds sticking out his thick tongue to taste you. His nose rubbed circles around your clit while his tongue slipped past your entrance.

He brought his hands down to his jeans pulling them down further. Once he wiggled out of them he brought his hand to spread your folds. The other reaches up to lay flat on your stomach. You moaned loudly head falling back on your pillow. Your eyes widened from how well he performed. You assumed he would fall just under Yangyang but he was proving the opposite.

He ate you like a starved man. A drunk man craving more. Your perfume did you not justice to your true scent. His mind is high off the sweet taste of you. You tasted fresh and felt so warm around his fingers. He could lay here for hours and just devour you. Now he understood why Yuta enjoyed doing this so much and couldn't understand why Jaehyun didn't.

You groaned shuddering under his touch. You had never felt so much pleasure. Mark wasn't eating you just to prep you. He wasn't rushing or lazy with his strokes. He was eating you like it was his sole purpose in life. To be between your plush thighs sucking you dry.

"Fuck dude you taste so fucking good," he groaned against your pussy. He shook his head flicking his tongue on your clit causing your whole body to tighten and then fall apart. You came hard against his tongue and licked and sucked up every inch.

Egar sat back watching to see how your pussy looked in the dim light. Your folds glisten and are on display. You chuckled sitting up your thighs closing and breaking his trance. He shook his head jaw hung low. You wiped your hand under his chin. "Your drooling," you teased. He touched his chin embarrassed wiping away the spit.

You chuckled leaning over and pulling out a condom from your pants pocket. You sat back opening it as Mark pumped himself. Hard and red his dick stood. Precum leaking out the top of his tip. You pulled out the condom sliding it on his cock. His breath hitched from the contact. His stuttering caused him to almost fall. He held himself watching as you laid back.

He adjusted you aligning his dick at your entrance. He let out a breath bracing himself. You held his waist as he brought himself closer his cock slipping past your hole.

He slowly thrusted until his hips stilled his head falling back a loud earthy groan leaving his lips. You widened your eyes. A minute hadn't even passed. He breathed hard chest red, rising and falling. He let out a relaxed breath. He looked down at you seeing the look on your face. His quickly changed mortified. He slowly pulled out using his hand to help you sit up.

"You didn.t…" he began. You shook your head looking at the rest of the living room then him. He cleared his throat trying to control his breath.

"I'm sorry," he began again. You waved your hand. "It's okay. It was your first time right?" you asked. He nodded his hand scratching his arm

awkwardly. You stood up finding your clothes. He did the same with the two of you dressing. You could cut the tension in the room with a sword, which would only dent the metal.

You both looked at each other as he stood at your door.

You decided to let him leave just like this. This was torture enough. He shared the same secret with Doyoung and it would be of better use then. "Hey Mark," you said as he put his shoes on. He looked up at you tying the final lace to his sneaker. "Yea?" he asked quietly.

"Can you not?" you pointed to the two of you. He nodded quickly, quicker than he came. "Trust me I won't," he said stepping out of your open door. "I also don't want Jeno to know. That means don't tell anyone," you said with a slight warning in your voice. He nodded a thin line on his lips.

"Oh and Mark," you said a small smile on your lips.

"Find out how far you can go then come over. Okay?" you said placing a kiss on his cheek. His eyes lit up. He nodded with a small smile. His cheeks were a light pink. "Okay," he said walking away and waving you goodnight. You closed your door behind you. If Jisung starts to slip you'll just have to replace him with another, who better than Mark Lee?

When Mark arrived home the house was quiet. The only sound was Jisung leaving the kitchen. Mark walked up to him after removing his shoes. "Hey Jisung," he called. Jisung stopped turning his head and saw Mark. He held back his eye roll. Mark smiled at him taking off his jacket and placing it behind a chair.

"I have a question," he said. Jisung sighed walking away from his. Mark confused followed the

younger boy. "Dude you okay?" he asked catching up to him. Jisung nodded, "I'm fine. Just tired," he said closing his shared room. Mark stopped right in front of his door. He sighed turning to walk to his room. On his journey, he heard murmurs coming from Johnny's room.

He pressed his ear against the ajar door peeking inside.

"Are you sure?" he heard Johnny ask the person in his room.

"Yea. Everything Si Cheng was a lie. She's been playing us," he heard no other than Haechan say. He rolled his eyes having enough of the young boy and his delusions. Why did everyone want to paint you as some villain? When you weren't. If you were you would have made fun of him or made him feel bad for what happened. He cringed at the memory.

He was so embarrassed. He's surprised you were down to give him another chance. However far into the future that may be.

"And who else knows?" he heard Johnny ask.

"Right now just us, Jeno and Doyoung," he said.

"I get Jeno, but how does Doyoung know?" he asked.

"He's been following her," he said. Mark's brows furrowed. Was Doyoung some sort of stalker? He shook his head quickly running to his shared room with Doyoung. Doyoung was nowhere to be found, probably still at the library. He pulled out his phone pulling up your contact.

He waited for you to pick up biting onto his nails nervously. When he heard your voice he closed his door nervously pacing.

"Calling already?" you asked. "Y/n I can't call for long but I'm letting you know that tonight I overheard Haechan tell Johnny some crazy things. Things I don't believe, I mean I hope they are not true," he rambled just above a whisper.

"Wait Mark slow down," you said dropping your act. "What happened? What is it that you have to tell me?" you asked hearing Mark huffing and puffing through your phone.

"Doyoung has been following you. I don't know how long but he's been following you. I heard Haechan talking about it," he said quickly. You felt your heart sink. You cursed hearing Mark on the other line ask what you had said. You weren't sure if you could trust him yet but this was a good start.

“Thank you for telling me," is all you said before you hung up.

You ignored his incoming call and instead scrolled through your contacts.

"Okay, Haechan I tried to be nice. I warned you," you said to yourself as you pressed on the contact you were searching for.

Mark gave up trying to call after you declined his fourth call. He figured he'd call you in the morning He placed his phone and walked towards his door. Jisung who quietly stood outside noticed his feet coming to the door. He quickly rushed back to his room closing the door.

He quickly scrambled for his phone clicking on your contact.

Your phone rang you picked it up seeing Jisung's ID. You ignored the call placing the phone back to your ear with a smile on your face.

"Yes Daddy I can send you his home address," you said proudly. You walked away shutting the light off in your living room and walking down to your bedroom.

Worried Jisung through on his sweater getting ready to meet Wendy around the block of the frat. Instead, he was met with Johnny standing outside his door. Johnny looked at him up and down Haechan standing behind him. Johnny was calm as ever, hands placed in his pockets, and stepped towards Jisung. Jisung gulped frightened by his calm state.

"Jisung where are you rushing off to?" he asked. Jisung felt his neck hairs stand. "The party," he said. "I'm late," he lied. Both the men laughed. "Try a few hours," Haechan said.

Johnny brushed him off turning from Haechan to Jisung.

"If you say you're going to the party who am I to stop you?" he said in the form of a question. Jisung chuckled nervously along with Johnny. Johnny patted his shoulder. "Take care," he said letting his hand fall turning toward Jisung walk away. Haechan did the same.

"But before you go I have a question and I'm asking if you could please be honest," he said. Jisung nodded placing his shoes on. He stood by the front door ready to go. He should have known Johnny wouldn't just let him leave.

"Has Y/n approached you at all? I mean next to Taeyong you are the quietest members of our frat. Of course Taeyong not by choice but you never speak, always alone," he said stepping closer. "Naive. It makes you the perfect victim," he said towering over the boy. Haechan watched eagerly ready to prove his point. Jisung however stood his ground shaking his head.

"Y/n doesn't know I exist. I'd be surprised if she knew my name," he said. Johnny nodded deciding to leave it at that. "Okay if you say so," he said walking away. Haechan stood eyeing Jisung but Johnny turned to him. "Haechan why don't you go to the party with Jisung? It would be good for the two of us to spend time together," he said making Jisung sigh.

"Problem?" Johnny asked. Jisung shook his head. "No," he said.

"Good," Johnny said as he walked up the stairs to his room.

Haechan smirked walking over to Jisung. "Let's go," he said wrapping an arm around him.

Your phone buzzed with a text from Wendy.

My Lovely- I'm coming over. I was bringing Jisung but he got stuck at a party with Haechan.

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"Daddy, can you take care of it tonight?" you asked. You smiled brightly hearing the very satisfied yes.

"His name is Lee Haechan. I'll send you the info," you said a smile on your face as you texted Wendy back.

You hung up the phone with a satisfied grin. You felt ready to take over the world.

Luckily, soon you'd have Doyoung.

You felt your phone vibrate again. You picked it up seeing Jisung's name flash across the screen. You sighed ignoring the call. A small part of your heart breaking.

To Be Continued...

I hope you enjoyed Part 6 of my 10-part series.

I can't believe only 4 parts left.

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houpss · 3 months

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Hey, can I ask you to write about those little moments between Chan and Lily? maybe their daily life?

I love your work so much, it literally makes me shine and realize that Lily makes people happy 😭☺️

🧊–Peiring:Bang Chan x Hwang Lily ¡!✥

This will be more like a headcanon, simply because I love headcanons and some of my own ideas.I'm also preparing their message, which you will see soon.

🧊–return to masterlist ¡! ✥

There are references to sex! Not recommended for reading by persons under a certain age

Chan, who takes care of Lily even if he is far away from her. Evening calls, where they talk for so long and talk about their day, small reminder messages, Lily’s mentions in the bubble about the chan and vice versa.

I think she'll sit on his lap while he works on music. Lily's back is pressed against Chan's strong chest, his big hot hand is on her waist, and the other is typing on the laptop. Chan is much calmer and more pleasant to work when his loved one is next to him.

Lily puts him to bed when he has insomnia. She literally asks the manager at night to take her to the second dorm, because when Chan has insomnia, he becomes so soft and talkative :(((

Chan always checks Lily's bag for documents, water, snacks and pads. If she didn’t take any of this, then he will definitely replenish the supplies, and take the documents and carry them himself. Lily's period is not a common topic, but you always need to prepare.

Chan definitely writes songs about Lily! for example Silent Cry or Connected...

Weekend together and with the boys! the guys are having fun somewhere in front, and Chan and Lily walk behind them, holding hands and watching the guys. Sometimes Lily also fools around and Chan likes it so much

There is a song about Chan in Lily's solo album 😉

Lily really helped Chan fall in love with himself, because she loves him so much! she made him believe that he was loved, wonderful, handsome and that everyone needed him so much.

They fly together to Australia to visit Chan's family! ohhh how they love Lily 🥹 Hannah and Lily text a lot, Lily is so interested in this girl. Chan's parents are so kind to Lily and so respectful of Son's choice. Lily keeps in touch with Chan's mom through messengers! Berry is so cute around them.

Lily once invited Chan to have a wedding in Sydney and BOY WAS SO CONFUSED...after all, they had never thought or talked about the possibility of getting married, it was too early for that)

I think that Lily may well be running and jumping in the corridors of the company, and Chan runs after her and tries to calm her down, but he also laughs out loud because of Lily's antics

Stay ship them so much and do so many edits, works and other things with them, but they don’t even imagine that this is all reality :)))

Neither Chan nor Lily like that the company uses them as a method of promotion, and Lily quarrels a lot with the directors.

About Lily...she threatened the director of the company to allow them to continue "Chan's room". Lily took this with a huge risk, but she knew how Chan and Stay liked “Chan’s room” and Lily achieved her goal! The director is wary of Lily on some occasions.

Chan scolded her then, but was so grateful to her.

And the members tease them so much about relationships! and often parody them, most of all Hyunjin and Minho do this.

Chan knows what to do when Lily has severe anxiety attacks. He wraps her in a soft hug, strokes her hands and tells her different stories, it helps her so much to distract herself. He calls her very gently and helps her not to think or feel.

About Lily's Family...oh, first of all, her father hates her because she's an idol and doesn't talk to him anymore. Secondly, he doesn't know that Lily is in a Relationship with Chan. Lily's mother secretly supports her daughter and even attended the Stray kids concert in Seoul in 2023. Lily cried so much then :(((Chan knows Lily’s mother! and she blessed their relationship, which is very important.

HE LOVES HER BOOBS, JUST ACCEPT IT.

About sex

Chan is quite soft, but he is clearly a dom! but there were literally several times when Lily took that leading position

I think he likes soft sex in the morning, filled with praise and vanilla talk.

Soft sex after a hard day and hard, teasing sex when Chan wants Lily to beg and whine

As for oral fixation, they have it equally. They both love it and give it to each other whenever they want.

Lily can also dominate when she just wants to.

He teases Lily even outside the house.

Their favorite position: Lily lying on her back on the mattress (their favorite place is the bed), Lily's legs wrapped around the vat's hips as he thrusts into her.

Sometimes! possible games with vibrators or hyperstimulation.

perhaps (!) he will forbid her to cum, he is so pleased when she begs and whines.

I think Chan is very loud in bed and Lily has soft moans but whines a lot when she gets too horny.

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electronicwitchcollection · 4 months

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🖤🌸holy shit it had been a long time- I TOOK A BREAK FROM TUMBLR BUT IM BACK NOW WITH MORE BRAINROT. I wanted to ask u. What do you think of Gin being a lightweight? And Shunsui and Jushiro drinking with him, shocked ? 😂

Hello my friend! I’m glad you’re back!

As always you bring such fun topics to talk about 🖤

So I absolutely believe Gin cannot handle his alcohol, for a few reasons!

The first being, he never got the typical childhood. He went to the academy as a young boy, and excelled through it quickly. He never had any of those teenage parties where they experimented with alcohol and their limits. He didn’t go through school with peers his own age, therefore didn’t have any “friends” his age to go through those experiences with when he reached that age. He never grew a tolerance for it, and never learned his limits.

The people he spent the most time with while transitioning to a child to an adult would’ve been Aizen and Tousen. Both of which aren’t big drinkers themselves. Aizen would maybe indulge in an expensive glass of wine with dinner every so often, but that is all. Tousen I can’t see Finding any enjoyment in drinking, and chooses to abstain.

I would also like to factor in Gin’s physique. He’s so skinny, I’m convinced he hasn’t seen a good hot meal for quite some time. And we all Know the downfall of drinking on an empty stomach 🙃

The biggest and most important factor, is Gin had chosen from an early age that he would be the one to bring Aizen down, working as a secret double agent to ensure Aizen fails in his quest to ascend the heavens. Gin is smart and calculated, he knows full well that “loose lips sinks ships” and would take precautions to ensure Aizen never finds out about his plan to take him down.

He can’t afford to have his inhibitions lowered, must always keep up the facade to ensure he reaches his goals.

However

He was woefully unprepared for how persistent Kyoraku is 😂

We all know just how desperate that man is to have a drinking buddy who can keep up with him. Sure, he has Jushiro who will happily keep him company as he slowly drinks himself to the edge of sanity.. but it can get tiring being the only one drinking while your friend smiles on patiently. Not to mention the times Jushiro is too unwell or simply to busy to join him.

I think he has had a good few drinking partners over the years… Yourichi, Shinji, Isshin. Unfortunately they’ve all left him to drink alone once more. Kenpachi is good in a pinch, the man can hold his liquor ! but trying to get any decent conversation out of him… you’d have better luck trying to get water not to be wet. 😂

I believe Kyoraku would corner Gin one day, and before he knew what was happening he was sat opposite the two older captains wondering how the hell this happened. Without thinking of any believable reason why he had to go, Gin would try and wait Kyoraku out. The man had a reputation. Surly he’d be slumped over falling asleep soon, where he could easily leave him to the practiced hands of Jushiro, who had more patience than any one man should.

He failed to recognise two things. The first being, Kyoraku can drink an obscure amount of alcohol before he got into that state. The second being Gins near non existent tolerance would be no match for the high percentage alcohol Kyoraku favoured.

The first drink went down fine, a little fuzzy around the edges, but manageable. He could still walk home perfectly capable of hiding his true intentions. He could engage in conversation while keeping all of his secrets deeply guarded.

The second was a little more worrisome. His real laugh came out unexpectedly at one of Kyorakus filthy jokes. Muscles relaxed and the room suddenly feeling a little bit warm. But he was fine, right? A little tipsy, but still in somewhat control of his actions. The room tilted if he moved to fast and he couldn’t quite get the smile off his face

It’s the third that tips him over. His normally pale complexion is flushed red, one eye is tightly closed while the other tries to focus hard enough to stop the world from spinning around him. His words are slurred and heavy, sounding fine to his own ears yet almost indistinguishable to everyone else. When the hiccups start, so did the giggling.

Kyoraku and Ukitake would share a disbelieving look at the absolute state this man had gotten in after only three drinks… even Ukitake could handle more than that..

Kyoraku would pout at the disappointing loss of yet another drinking buddy prospect. Though he did quite enjoy watching Gin sway and stumble his way into nearly every wall, tree and person they passed on the way to his home as Ukitake frantically tried to steer him in the right way.

#bleach #gin ichimaru #shunsui kyoraku #jushiro ukitake #asks #🖤🌸#Just my thoughts

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A Night In Tokyo With Mick Schumacher and A Mercedes 190E Evo II

Driving around Tokyo is daunting. With no centre or suburbs, its road network is huge, spiralling, occasionally latticed and sometimes subterranean. At times, even Mr Roboto in the satnav gives up and shrugs directions your way. Which has happened. Meaning I'm lost while leading Mick Schumacher (behind the wheel of a stunning Mercedes 190E 2.5-16 Evolution II) through Japan's neon-lined labyrinth. It's a hot, humid evening and Mercedes F1's reserve driver (and son of iconic seven-time Formula One world champion Michael Schumacher) is cutting the perfect shape of a 90s boyband member. Where I'm perspiring like a burst pipe, he palms back his blonde curls and looks effortlessly cool in his loose-fitting, oversized Tommy Hilfiger contractual clobber. Sartorially, it couldn't be more of a perfect fit for the car he's driving. Born out of German touring cars, the Evo II is a deeply lustworthy, boxy and bewinged sports saloon. With a revvy, induction-tastic 232bhp four-cylinder engine mated to a dog leg close-ratio five-speed manual, rear-wheel drive and aero appendages that get petrolheads salivating, it's a proper tip one's hat 'if you know, you know' car. Mercedes only built 502 of them (as per DTM's homologation rules) out of some 1.9 million W201 models that it's based on, so they're properly rare beasts. The fact we've got a quadruplet of Evos following Mick makes the situation we're in a bit more mind-blowing. But that's the plan. We wanted to give Mick an evening to remember, to take him away from the repetition and rigmarole of modern media junkets. We don't want to know where he keeps his ketchup, or when the last time he thought of the Roman Empire was. We want to indulge his love for cars.

"I went looking for an Evo II to buy but decided against it… for now," Mick says in his soft, geographically hard to place international accent. "It's a beautiful car and has huge sentimental value to me, the main reason being that my dad had one as a company car when he was a Mercedes junior. He spent a lot of time doing lots of laps on the Nordschleife with Heinz-Harald Frentzen. I remember within a month they had to change the brake pads and things with the engine. So it's an emotionally important car to me." Growing up in Gland, Switzerland, Mick struggles to pinpoint exactly when he got bitten by the road car bug. "Honestly, I don't really know where I got into them. Driving them around the property as a child was a big factor. The first time I had a steering wheel in my hand from a road car was maybe four or five years old, on my dad's lap. I got to drive very nice cars, very soon and very early. I guess it just grew naturally. Especially when I turned 18; then it really turned into an obsession." Raised on a healthy diet of racing, the Fast and Furious franchise and gaming, Mick picked up a penchant for JDM cars by proxy. "I just love how raw and simple they are," he says. "I enjoy playing around with them, changing stuff, tuning them and making them more fun to drive." Knowing this, we head out of Tokyo towards Chiba to meet Japan's most inconspicuous bad boy: Kazuhiko 'Smokey' Nagata. Tobacco and turbo enthusiast Smokey is one of Japan's legendary tuners. He and his company Top Secret have modified every generation of Nissan GT-R, including an R33 Skyline GT-R that managed 0–186mph in 17 seconds at Yatabe test track and 204mph in Tokyo's famous Aqualine tunnel. Like Smokey, Mick is also a GT-R fanboy, with some tucked away in a shed at home, including his R34 drift car.

"I've really got into drifting. As an F1 driver, drifting, or oversteer, is the opposite of what you want to do, but if you control it and have the feel for it, it can really help you. So I took the step of saying 'I want to try it' after the 2019 Race of Champions skill race. I was quite good, finishing second against rally drivers and everything, so I thought, 'Okay, maybe I should try this a bit more,' so I got my own car and started enjoying sideways. I love the sensation of connecting turns and being in a difficult situation, because obviously the car is upset, to then be able to control it. I think that's what's so intriguing. It's a good feeling." Mick's curiosity and JDM love resonates as he wanders around Smokey's GT-R littered shop. Not being able to speak Japanese, Mick uses international hand signals for car nuts to explain various car parts, gets out his phone to show Smokey his cars before stumbling upon Smokey's VR32 GT-R (an R32 with all the mechanics and interior of the R35 transplanted) and trying to find a way to import it into Switzerland. But we've got no time for this, as we've got the legendary Bayshore Route to hit and a car meet to get to. For someone so young, 24-year-old Mick is at a rather quiescent point in his career. Having had a triumphant run in his youth coming second in karting in the World, European and German Junior Championships, then switching to Formula 4 in 2015 and finishing second overall in both the German and Italian F4 championships, before becoming European Formula 3 Champion in 2018 and FIA Formula 2 Champion in 2020, Mick made it to the big leagues and bagged himself a seat in F1 with Haas. It wasn't easy. In 2022 Mick lost his seat after a difficult second season that saw him struggle to match teammate Kevin Magnussen for form. He recorded a best finish of sixth in Austria, one of two points finishes during the season, but it was not enough to save his seat. For 2023, Mick dropped his Ferrari junior ties and linked up with Mercedes (the last team his father raced for in F1), picking up the role of reserve driver.

"Being a reserve driver gives you tremendous insight, especially at Mercedes," Mick says. "I miss driving, I'm not going to lie, but the main thing I've learned since moving from Haas to Mercedes is how the team operates, the tools they have, how they use them and the communication. They're big learning points. It has opened my eyes in a lot of ways and has made it clear why Mercedes is as successful as it is. The worst part is sitting in the garage and seeing everybody drive out and do what you love to do." Part of Mick's remit is to join Mercedes trackside at all F1 race. That's how we're able to blat around Tokyo for a night before he heads to Suzuka to support the team. But time in Merc's state-of-the-art sim back in Brackley is also key. Mick was praised by Mercedes' technical director James Allison for a 2 am shift he did during the British GP weekend, turning the car's "woeful" one-lap pace on Friday into a competitive car and set-up for Lewis Hamilton and George Russell to compete with during quali and the race on Sunday. With every mile behind the Evo II's wheel, Mick's smile grows to match the width of its monstrous rear wing, especially when he realizes it shoots flame on the overrun after a 7,600 rpm toll booth roll out. We cross over to Yokohama and swirl down a concrete pillared plughole, arriving in an unsuspecting parking lot that doubles up as the epicentre of cool Japanese car culture in Japan: Daikoku PA. Mick, having never been to a car meet before, has his eyes widened. Even though it's a school night, the place is pumping. Mick walks around curiously, showing his girlfriend, Danish model Laila Hasanovic, Veilside-kitted Mazda RX-7s, how riveted wide arch Liberty Walk bodywork hangs from an R35 GT-R for the ultimate kerbside stance, and the extended provenance from the flood of awesome, rare Mercedes (including the original 190E Evo I, an AMG-clad W124 and a custom Cosworth 2.5 boasting Penta wheels and Brabus brakes) that are all parked honourably in their uniform herringbone bays. As Mick gets under the bonnets and kindly signs carbon airboxes for marginally hysterical owners, I wonder if he's handy with the spanners.

"I wish I was," he says, "but I don't have the time. I'm starting to bring more of my cars over to my place so that I eventually will be able to work on them myself and change things that I want to change. Currently, I am very good at taking things apart… maybe less gifted at putting them back together." But since the meteoric rise of social media and documentaries like Netflix's Drive to Survive, racing drivers' personalities have been mainlined into public consciousness. Nowadays, it appears drivers' human interests need to be put on display like the plastic dishes outside Daikoku's service station restaurant windows. Yet here, tonight, Mick seems completely at home and relaxed. "It's risky because I feel like I'm a very private person. I like my privacy. Sometimes when you get people wanting to know more, they get a bit too snoopy. I feel it should be my choice how much I share, and what I share, not people trying to figure that out for me." In this job you get to sniff out the car nuts from the blaggers, and Mick's passion is palpable. It's refreshing to see, and a welcome break from the headlines and hearsay currently surrounding him given he's caught in a gloopy limbo where F1 politics, money and raw talent are all currently fighting each other to work out where he'll race next.

As I type, Mick's currently linked with an LMDh drive with Alpine in next year's World Endurance Championship, a move Mercedes F1's big boss Toto Wolff is fine with, as Mick is "part of the family" and "will always have a home." Mick's tone becomes more forlorn when talking about the future, obviously having had a tough few years and aching to get back into an F1 car. I wonder if it takes its toll, and how he pushes through in times of uncertainty. "Having the right people around you," he says. "You need to try and be mentally in the right space and try and get the best out of the situation so that you can, whenever it's necessary, be in the position that you can jump in and be ready to go." After an evening with Mick, you can't help but wish him the best of luck. If all else fails, he could always lean into drifting and see where that takes him. Sideways Schuey. Has a good ring to it, doesn't it?

#mick schumacher #f1 #formula 1 #japanese gp 2023 #fic ref #fic ref 2023 #japan #japan 2023 #japan 2023 thursday #not a race #2023 not a race #between singapore and japan 2023 #tw food #cw food #tw smoking #with michael #childhood photos

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i feel like you’re the only person who might not take offense to this but I feel like jaehyun would be just a liiiiittle too self centered to be a good partner to anyone. He’s 26, insanely famous, and a global campaign model for one of the most famous fashion houses of all time. I catch strong vibes from him that he knows just how cool and hot he his and ppl like that usually don’t have the humility they need to be good partners. Idk. Thoughts?

I'm not offended lol none of these boys pay my bills I ain't dick riding for any of them. Idk why people would get pissed off over harmless discourse but... actually yeah some get pretty amped up defending their idol's honor so to speak 😅

I think it's important to remember everyone has a dark side but idols are not allowed to ever show or express theirs. They gotta be the perfect boyfriends caricature to fit into the SK culture over there of being products and not actually people. They're not allowed to make mistakes. They get criticized for not shaving for fuck's sake

That being said no one is perfect. We all have negative aspects to our personalities. At the end of the day, we only see a glimpse of the carefully cultivated personas their company wants them to have. That's why with hypothetical questions like this I always say "gives me vibes like" instead of saying something definitive. It's fun to speculate but beyond that we just don't know.

Do I think he's a raging narcissist? No. That would be pretty hard to hide on camera 24/7. Do I think having pussy being thrown at him from every angle might make him a bit smug? Absolutely lol I honestly haven't gotten super self-centered vibes from him.

If I recall correctly some of the placements in his birth chart have Jaehyun being quite materialistic, so he may be a cold lover that is not in tune with his partner's emotional needs. He also does not take criticism well, has a hard time expressing himself and prefers to stew about it in silence which can lead to big issues in his interpersonal relationships because he's more likely to ghost you than work things out.

(I'm not saying he's like that - I'm just reiterating what I remember from his natal chart for discussion purposes)

#honestly im more into ppls dark sides #being perfect is boring as hell #nct imagines

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What makes Napoleon Bonaparte a member of team milk chocolate?

Disclaimer: It’s been over a good year since I played his route, my memory on specifics is blurry. All images belong to Cybird.

*Please read this for more context: Team milk chocolate

I continuously went back and forth between milk chocolate and dark chocolate for Napoleon. He’s someone who has a boyish characteristic to himself, yet he is also like a story book hero.

When the MC first comes to the mansion, he attempts to protect her at all costs although it backfires on him. On top of that he’s easy to talk to and doesn’t come off as mysterious nor does he actively push her away. Taking that into account I’ve made my decision to place him into team milk chocolate over team dark chocolate.

See, Napoleon lacks that “bad boy” aspect which places him into team milk chocolate. In other words, he’s too much of a good guy more or less. To better visualize this, I would like to compare Napoleon to Riki Yansae from Love Letter from Thief X. Similarly, enough the two of them have a main character like aspect, but Riki is more of a tease than Napoleon. There is no hesitation when Riki steals artwork or teases the MC in his game. Napoleon on the other hand is a character who isn’t willing to play risky cards. I can’t see Napoleon waking up early in the morning to paint the mansion hot pink, which is something a dark chocolate would do.

Now that we have gotten that out of the way, we’ll finally dive into what makes him a milk chocolate. Milk chocolates are characters who are hard to hate because of how good natured they act. We see Napoleon take upon himself to teach the children fencing, no one asks of him, but he does it on his record.

*spoilers*

Another chance we see this is how he is refused the MC when he needs to drink blood for the first time in his route. In a moment where he could fall ill and possibly die he still pushes her to stay from him to protect herself. Tactics such as protecting someone even when their own life is in danger is common in team milk chocolate.

*end of spoilers*

In addition to protecting their loved one, Napoleon is one to easily build bonds with others. Milk chocolates often find themselves surrounded by others and enjoy company by others. We see how close Napoleon is to the other residents, notably Jean. As Jean is someone who prefers to be alone it’s almost strange to see him with Napoleon who is the opposite of him. Nevertheless, once we see them interact, Napoleon effortlessly entrances Jean and grows closer to him.

A big brother type of energy comes off from Napoleon as well, we see this in his relationship with Issaac. In Issaac’s route Napoleon often comes up to give advice to Issaac and he says what he needs to hear, not what he wants to hear. That aspect is very important as team milk chocolate often gives out advice which is blunt and is usually what needs to be said.

All in all, Napoleon is a classic example of team milk chocolate for his hero-like actions and charisma. However, he still delivers a down to earth trait that makes it easy to enjoy watching him grow. For those of you who enjoy Napoleon, I highly suggest you check out team white chocolate as they are just as fun to read.

#flavor of love #team milk chocolate #matchups #love #ikemen vampire #Napoleón Bonaparte #otome game #otome #ikemen series #what makes him

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Ren: "Going solo after Nu'est; although it's lonely, I have no regrets" [Opening the door to a singer - 1]

[source - This is the first part of a two-part interview. Part 2.]

[Ren is going solo ten years after debut]

K-pop has now become a global cultural hit. No matter how you look at it, at the core of that are the singers. With fans all over the world having an interest in new album releases or news of performances, their every move is always a hot topic. In an effort to relieve some of this curiosity, News1 has prepared a special interview corner called "Opening the door to a singer," where singers directly answer 10 questions privately and earnestly.

For singer and actor Ren, this year was an important "turning point." Concluding activities with boy group NU'EST that he's been with for all of ten years and coming to stand on his own. Ren is now standing at the start line, not as an idol group member of ten years, but as a solo artist. It wasn't easy to leave the stability of being in a team, but he chose to make a bold decision to take on a new challenge.

After finding a new nest to settle in, he's now in the middle of working hard. Having been recognized as a musical actor through the musicals Jamie and Hedwig and meeting the audiences through Bungee Jumping Of Their Own after going solo, he'll go onstage once again as D'Artagnan in The Three Musketeers starting on the 16th. Alongside this, he's also shown a unique side as a solo singer by appearing recently in KBS 2TV's Listen Up and Music Bank.

Fans are what motivate the artist in Ren to move. He gives all the credit to his "Minracles," coolly stating that without the fans, he wouldn't be able to do anything. He also showed his desire to actively promote in different fields as a singer, actor, entertainer, etc. Additionally, he strengthened his resolve to become an artist who influences the public, in his own unique way.

Recently, we met with Ren at the Big Planet Made company building and shot him some questions.

Q1: At the start of the year, you left your team and went solo. It must not have been an easy decision to leave a place where you've been for 10 years.

If we count the time when we were trainees, I've been with the members for 12 years. I've spent more time with them than with my family. Though there were a lot of good things to that, there were also other circumstances at work. I thought that I'd been keeping the team for a long time and decided to go solo. Honestly, I knew that since it hasn't been long since I've done activities, people wouldn't know me yet, and the fans would feel really bad. I felt sorry thinking of that, but the members all had things that we each wanted to do and we resolved to respect each other. I have no regrets with my decision.

Q2: Did you talk with the members a lot during that process?

We talked a lot about work, I think. Would we make it if we all went solo...we talked about what direction we would take from now on and encouraged each other a lot. We really wanted all of us to do well. We're walking our own paths for now but if the chance comes again, we could be together again someday. (t/n: haha wow i didn't expect to cry today but here we go)

Q3: How is it so far having promoted solo? Is it what you expected?

It's more lonely than I expected. When I was promoting with a team, it was always with five people wherever we went. We could have fun just sharing even the smallest things, but now I can only talk with the staff and it feels quite different. Even on stage, when I was with my members, we could depend on each other and there was that energy from the team. I can feel the emptiness of that part now that I'm doing it alone. There are good things too. When I was in a team, we had to be responsible for each other so we had to be careful of moving excessively or standing out too much. It was difficult not having a set choreography or position, but now that I'm going onstage by myself, I can express myself however I want and I feel how free that is.

Q4: Going solo is like opening a second act. We thought you might change your stage name, but you're still going by "Ren." Is there a reason why?

I thought about using "Choi Mingi" for my stage name, but since I've promoted as "Ren" for ten years, I thought that it might be strange to the fans if I suddenly changed it now. I also thought that I'm able to promote now because of the name "Ren," so I want to keep it. I don't know what I'll do if I end up acting in the future, but for now I want to keep "Ren."

Q5: Since you've been with your new company, you've been active as a musical actor. We're curious if you've always had a strong interest in musicals.

It was always an area that I wanted to try. People always say that my energy would suit musicals, so I thought "How about it?" and got curious. So when I got the opportunity to do Jamie, I fell in love with its charms. You can communicate with the audience in real time, the line delivery depends on the emotions of that day, the change in tone and other aspects was so appealing. I also love that you can show songs, dancing, and acting all together.

Q6: The prejudice of idols appearing in musicals has mostly disappeared, but despite that, are there still people who have that bias?

There aren't very many. But rather, that sort of perspective became the stimulus for me to do better. At first, when I did Hedwig, there was a lot of talk like, "Who even is he to do Hedwig?" Even I hesitated a lot when I was practicing. I'd think "I can do this," then after an hour I'd think "Can I do this?" and get in my head about all sorts of things. So I thought l should break that prejudice. All in all, I think I was successful. There was a lot of mania around Hedwig, but I was so happy to hear people who came to watch my shows say, "That character could only be Rendwig." I was proud to say that I did it.

Q7: In the course of doing musicals, you show a new self every time - a drag queen, a trans-person, the main character of an ardent melodrama. It seems you have a desire for new challenges.

I have a huge desire. Even though I'm scared of the challenge, my mindset is "I'll definitely try it." I'm the type to get scared after I say I'll do it, then put all my effort into achieving it. Hedwig was the hardest. It's a show that has a lot of hardcore fans and is close to many people's hearts. Oh Manseok, Cho Seungwoo, Lee Kyuhyung, Ko Eunsong - having my name up with all of these amazing actors also put a lot of pressure on me. But then it was great to get a good evaluation for that. After doing Jamie and Hedwig, I thought I could do whatever role was given to me. I got hit hard with the vaccine. (laughs) The upcoming show The Three Musketeers was also difficult when we were practicing at the start, but now it's like it's almost done loading.

Q8: Recently, we were able to meet the singer Ren through Listen Up and Music Bank. It made us want to know more about what kind of music solo singer Ren will have.

I've only been doing musicals so far, so I thought I should stay true to my day job. I got close with Ryan Jhun-hyung while working on NU'EST's album together, so it was through that connection that I appeared on Listen Up. Listen Up was a good start to solo singer Ren. It's good not to be too excessive or too ordinary on air. We're in the middle of planning for an album. As a solo artist, my music will be unique and full of my own personality. I have a lot of concepts and ideas. I'm anticipating showing a side different from NU'EST Ren.

Q9: What has kept you going this far?

It's really the fans. If I can say it objectively, if there weren't any fans, then I wouldn't be able to promote. So I want to satisfy them as much as they've waited for me. Fans, family, and friends are a huge motivation for me.

Q10: You've been active in many different fields. What are you most excited by? What's the direction of Ren as an artist?

There isn't a boring activity or an activity that isn't fun. Each one has its own appeal. There are fields that I'd like to try in the future. I definitely want to try media acting. Though it probably has a different feel from musicals, it must also have different charms too. I want to try distinct concepts and characters. Though with Bungee Jumping Of Their Own, it seems I can do even a normal part pretty well. (laughs) Any role is good. Also I want to be an artist who can bring happiness and laughter, as well as a good influence to the public. I don't want to limit myself and I hope to try everything. In this way, I think there will be a lot of chances for the public to know Ren as an artist.

[this is a fan translation by a non-native korean speaker and may contain inaccuracies. it has not yet been proofread or edited.]

#sorry for the late trans!#i have a full time job now and it is very tiring but very fun #ren #choi mingi #렌 #최민기 #뉴이스트 #nu'est #part 2 coming soon~#let's go rolo!!!#shanibugi trans

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The Tale of Kanye West, From Dropout to Letdown

The story has gotten so far that not even fashion can save him now.

Original photo by Ron Sachs/Consolidated News Pictures/Getty Images. (Digital COMPOSITE BY SARA DELGADO)

In this op-ed, writer Shelton Boyd-Griffith examines how Kanye West’s recent behavior has affected his influence in fashion and beyond.

How did we go from this, “We shine because they hate us, floss ‘cause they degrade us/ We tryna buy back our 40 acres.”

And this, “I say f— the police, that’s how I treat ‘em/ We buy our way out of jail, but we can’t buy freedom.”

To this: “EVERYONE KNOWS THAT BLACK LIVES MATTER WAS A SCAM, NOW IT’S OVER, YOU’RE WELCOME.”

And then this: [questioning the cause of George Floyd’s death] “They hit him with the fentanyl. If you look, the guy’s knee wasn’t even on his neck like that.”

It’s the tale of Ye, formerly known as Kanye West, from a radical artist of the people to a mouthpiece of anti-Blackness.

When I originally started this essay, the thesis centered around Ye and his recent problematic antics within the fashion industry. I wrote that, if we’re being honest, Ye feels safe and at home in fashion because, systematically, fashion has always been a safe space for anti-Blackness, misogyny, fatphobia, and all-around bigotry. More often than not, the industry has bought into the same tropes and ideologies he believes in. Brand and corporate accountability have become especially important in recent years, a welcome sign of progress — particularly after the 2020 racial justice protests — though it doesn’t always last. In my view, the success of the demand for accountability has been hit or miss.

Things may be finally taking a turn, as storied fashion house Balenciaga has said they are severing all ties with Ye, as reported in WWD on Friday. In response to a query from WWD, the parent company Kering said, “Balenciaga has no longer any relationship nor any plans for future projects related to this artist.”

Of course, while this is big, Ye’s antics have ballooned beyond the fashion industry recently and, well, I have some thoughts about that too.

As for those shirts from Paris Fashion Week, this kind of anti-Black trolling is relatively standard for Ye. He is addicted to attention, and the folx of the internet and the fashion industry, in particular, kept fueling him up to that point. I personally believe he’s so incredibly focused on distancing himself from the notion of average Blackness that it does not matter with whom (45) or what (white supremacy) he associates himself with. He loves to exist within the “other” space. Somehow he’s convinced himself that he’s not like the rest of us [Black people] because he is supposedly somehow “enlightened.”

It’s apparent that Ye feels safe in right-wing-adjacent spaces, which is why it was unsurprising when he appeared on Fox’s Tucker Carlson Tonight, a platform known for its controversial takes on matters around raceand misogynistic rhetoric. Ye likely felt comfortable that Carlson and his fan base would provide a haven for him to spiral out, spewing his harmful ideologies and soundbites. “We’ve rarely heard a man speak so honestly and so movingly about what he believes,” Carlson said as an introduction to the interview (?—if you can call it that). It’s likely that a viewer would see Ye’s appearance on the show as a green light for the anti-Blackness Carlson regularly churns out.

During that self-administered interview (because Ye basically spoke to himself), the rapper continued to double down, offering up even more stomach-turning hot takes. From continuing to let the masses know that Trump was his “boy” (even with the current legal, moral, ethical, and antidemocratic storm surrounding 45, Ye still doesn’t show any desire to distance himself), to weaponizing religion and going on a fatphobic tirade.

“The media wants to put out a perception that being overweight is the new goal,” he says, using Lizzo (yet another Black woman) as a target for his internalized self-hate. He then went on to say that being overweight was neither in fashion nor in vogue, and — here’s the kicker — that promoting body positivity is “demonic.” As a Black fat body in the fashion space, I know this conversation all too well, but him weaponizing religion in this way takes on a whole other meaning. It’s dangerous. But at this point, that’s his intent. He seems to want to use shock and awe and weaponize his ideologies, which contradict the inclusive steps the fashion, media, and culture spaces must continue to take.

Following his Tucker Carlson performance, Ye took to his platform (social media), going on a series of antisemitic rants based on historically dangerous tropes, which resulted in him being locked out of Twitter and Instagram. Adidas recently announced that its Yeezy partnership was “under review,” and JPMorgan Chase also severed its relationship with the rapper weeks before his most recent tirades, according to The Daily Beast. We need more of this. More action.

He continued his press run, this time on Revolt TV’s podcast Drink Champs, dishing out several antisemitic comments (again) and disparaging falsehoods about the death of George Floyd. After the show aired, and Ye’s disgusting comments reached the masses, the family of Floyd stated their intent to potentially pursue legal action against the rapper. N.O.R.E., the cohost of Drink Champs,has expressed “regret over allowing Kanye West to make controversial comments during the podcast,” and Revolt has removed the episode from streaming platforms. Though there are questions around why the episode even aired in the first place (and why Ye was left unchecked about his tasteless comments in real time), I want to reiterate that this should be the end result. There should be repercussions for his rhetoric.

If, after seeing those shirts and after witnessing him double down on his anti-Black, antisemitic hate speech, you still choose to support Ye, you are making a bold statement. As a former fan, I’ve gone through the full scope of trying to dissociate the art from the artist, making excuses/creating dissertations about his actions, etcetera, but to loosely paraphrase The Devil Wears Prada, Ye sold his soul to the devil when he put on his first MAGA hat. From then on, it was clear that this was a deeply troubled man with some internal issues with his identity. I believe it’s the same space in which Black right-wing extremists (like his co-conspirator Candace Owens) thrive.

It’s dangerous to associate his ideology with mental illness. He’s no messiah. He’s not a genius. He’s an insecure man plagued with internalized self-hate who has reached a certain station in life that he feels somehow excuses him from the realities of being a “typical” Black person.

It hurts to see the complete lack of regard for Mike Brown, Manuel Ellis, George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Philando Castile, and the countless Black lives that systemic racism and oppression have taken from us. And what’s even more painful is that he doesn’t care. In the past, he used his platform to shine a light on the issues and injustices disproportionately affecting Black people,and now he’s willingly a mouthpiece for the very things he used to rap about. It was even announced this week that he was in talks to buy the controversial conservative platform Parler (which is quite interesting, considering Ye’s friend Candace Owens’s husband, George Farmer, is the CEO). This is who he is now. He’s all in.

I want us collectively to let him and others like him exist in their own orbit and not feel the need to engage continuously. That’s what men like him want. It’s like his life force counts on the engagement, the clicks. As we push for more inclusive, safe-affirming spaces, there’s no room for this behavior. After weeks of watching him spiral, my message is this: Let’s all agree to leave him (along with other problematic voices in the industry) to his own devices, in his own orbit, and shift our focus instead to creatives using their practices and platforms to effect change, fashion brands that represent the world we aim to see, and issues that matter.

Way to self destruct your own career. Shutting up is free for a reason

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I've recently been watching Succession and the dark humor element reminded me of your work and you've said before you're a big succession fan. As any completely stable dramione consumer would, I couldn't help but try to fit these two idiots into a succession au but me being me I resigned myself to ask a more talented person about how they would go about making setting up this au? Would Lucius be Logan? Would you give Draco siblings and how would he deal with that? How would Hermione come into this and how would she and Draco scheme for corporate takeover?

anon...what have you done to me? this ask has consumed me. swallowed me whole and spit me back out ass backwards. but listen, i tried. i tried to keep it dramione. the issue is that it wouldn't make the best dramione story, imo, but it would make a decent panville.

this is gonna be a whole thing, so buckle up. i'm walking you through my thought process.

shiv first, for once in her life: my initial thought was ginny (only girl in a family of boys, always fighting for her place, fiery attitude, etc.) but shiv's dynamic with tom is so essential and when it comes to that toxic sort of relationship, i think pansy parkinson fits better. she's cutthroat and not overly sentimental. which brings me to--

tom: who is easy to underestimate and would neeeeever be the dom in the relationship with shiv!pansy? neville longbottom. obviously he's a particularly shitty version of neville who's never quite fit in and takes his power trips where he can find them, but he is genuinely in love with his wife and she's never taken him seriously. you know who does take him seriously?

greg: gregory goyle. and not just because his name is greg already! his cleverness is constantly underestimated but he was sorted into slytherin for a reason. despite being known a bit of an oaf, he's always craved proximity to power and knows how to play the part of a cronie. also the homoerotic undercurrent between him and neville!tom are very important to me.

logan: severus snape. he could be many things in this au, whether it's a uni potions professor (like those exist, lmao) with only one fellowship to offer or it could be a company. he loves a power trip and doesn't care about traumatizing any of his "kids." 1000% doesn't think anybody can do it better than he can, and he might be right.

kendall: draco malfoy, obviously. he's always seen himself as the favorite and, having grown up in the lap of luxury, he's used to getting what he wants. wholeheartedly believes that he's the best option despite being crippled by insecurity and ever so occasionally, by empathy. he wants to trust people even though it keeps getting his ass kicked. would absolutely ask for logan!snape's help to cover up some legal trouble that he gets in and mistake logan!snape's willingness to help for love when it's really leverage.

stuey: blaise zabini. kendall!draco thinks they're allies but blaise is more cutthroat and skeevy than kendall!draco could have predicted. growing up with a mom who regularly marries for money and whose spouses mysteriously die shortly after their nuptials, stuey!blaise knows how to scheme. doesn't have a heart, definitely encourages kendall!draco's coke problem.

roman: theodore nott. hey, daddy issues! rarely taken seriously despite being weirdly earnest and caring deeply about the fellowship/company. will always sacrifice what needs to be sacrificed if it's in the "family's" best interest, including/not limited to some really shady shit. degradation kink.

gerri: narcissa malfoy. a regal woman with a deep understanding of how logan!snape works. she has a soft spot for roman!theo and tries to keep him out of trouble despite kendall!draco's disgust at their bond. knows she's a hot piece of ass with a clever brain to back it up.

connor: percy weasley. this guy is more ego than actual brain cells. street-stupid. dumb enough to still feel empathy for his "siblings" when that kind of weakness automatically disqualifies him from any of the prestige he craves.

willa: lavender brown. younger than connor!percy, lavender is used to being overlooked as a bit of a bimbo and has learned to use it to her advantage. as an artiste, money is her bottom line because her true love is her craft and staying with someone as insufferable as connor!percy is worth it for the funding. for now, at least.

comfry: astoria greengrass. chic, aloof, and eternally out of reach for poor greg!gregory (lmao), she puts up with kendall!draco's attempts to stay relevant because he pays pretty well.

like i said, it would be panville and it would be delightfully toxic. shiv!pansy and roman!theo would be so fucking caustic when they fight, the sexual tension between roman!theo and gerri!narcissa would be palpable, and watching kendall!draco get fucked over in every which way would be 🤌🤌🤌

anon. this was such an amazing ask. i'm sorry i didn't deliver on the dramione. my brain held a knife to my throat and was like don't you fucking dare. pls consider being not anonymous so we can yell at each other back and forth about this.

#anon ask #succession #harry potter #succession x harry potter #panville #somebody pls write this

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dollwritesarchive · 2 years

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BABE I've been so busy recently sorry for not being as active 😭 but I'm gone for like 4 days and I come back to you WATCHING DEMON SLAYER!? I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ITS LITERALLY ONE OF MY FAVES ❤ so I literally watched all 3 seasons of demon slayer in like two days lol and I kinda regret watching it while on my period bc I fr cried like every episode LOL I was just a mess of emotions for those two days. First Inosuke is 100% my favorite character I would die for him in a heartbeat, and tanjiro is like my son I genuinely just adore him 🥺 I was hesitant to start demon slayer bc I thought that tanjiro seemed kinda boring for a main character (and I was like why the fuck does that girl have that thing in her mouth 24/7) but I was wroooong hes such an angel and I would literally stop watching the show if anything bad happened to him. I also want to fuck literally all of the hashira and demons big shocker I know lol. I'm super conflicted about muzan tho and would love to hear your thoughts on him. Like I think hes super hot, does he resemble Michael Jackson? Yes, but hes still sexy in my eyes lol but at the same time I just have a bad taste in my mouth when it comes to him. I usually LOVE villains no matter what no questions asked but after watching rui's backstory and seeing how muzan basically manipulated this poor boy to become a demon bc he was in that much pain and wanted to be free from it made me really sad ngl 😥 idk I'd probably still fuck him lol and I think hes a really cool and cruel villain but hes definitely not my fav. Also if you like the demons in this season wait until you get to mugen train and entertainment arc 👀 my fav demon so far is in entertainment arc so I'm so excited for you to get to that season ❤ as far as the hashiras goes I feel like this is such a controversial take bc hes everyone's favorite but I'm not that into uzui lol. Like hes undeniably the hottest character for sure but hes just not for me especially since I'm a super jealous person lol (would still fuck him under certain circumstances tho lmaoo). My favorites in no particular order are giyu, obanai, and sanemi for sure. Pleasee keep us updated on your thoughts as you watch I would love to see how you feel about the next two seasons like there's so much to talk about lol. Also I feel so blessed that I came back to you announcing a hashira au wtf I could cry 😭

Your important info post is looking BEAUTIFUL btw 👀

I WOULD LOVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT MY MAN DABI 😭 I feel like this ask is already ridiculously long tho so I probably will in my next ask lol but I 100% only watch mha for dabi and shigaraki so I dont blame you for not watching it. Imo they make it worth it tho they're probably my favorite anime characters of all time

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NO NO NO BABY DONT APOLOGIZE AT ALL, it’s taken me just as long ❤️ I’ve been working on kinktober so I’ve been neglecting my asks a bit 😭😭 BUT I MISSED YOUUU

IM STILL ON SEASON ONE BUT I THINK LIKE THE LAST EPISODE IM TRYING TO STRETCH OUT AND WATCH DIFFERENT STUFF AT THE SAME TIME SO I DONT JUST HYPERFIXATE

I think it’s very iconic that Inosuke is also my SON AND we have the same favorite hashira too 😭 OBANAI SANEMI AND GIYU FOR ME IN THAT ORDER

I’m bummed I thought I was gonna be all over uzui and like you said he’s sexy and I really like his character but he’s far from my fave, so is Rengoku! Who is, coincidentally, my moms favorite

YES THE HASHIRA AU reader is going to be the company hole ™️ we love to see it for sure

KDKSKSKS I REALLY PROBABLY NEED TO CHANGE MEGUMIS PIC IM JUST SO LAZY BUT I WANT THEM ALL TO MATCH

ALSO okay muzan is all right 😭 I don’t think he’s the best but he definitely has his moments HOWEVER

Rui

My beloved

My little sweet spider demon baby boy

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I WANT TO PROTECT HIM 🥹 the first figure I got of demon slayer is actually of rui I love himb

YES YES YES TIKTOK FEEDING TIME

I felt personally victimized by every one AND I have some for you!!

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Watched that bad boy like 6 times before I fell asleep and I dreamed about Obanai like SPECIFICALLY HEARD THAT LINE OF DIALOGUE IN MY DREAM WHILE HE WAS UP IN THE TREE

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BUT YES MY LOVE TELL ME ALL ABOUT DABI MY EARS AND EYES ARE OPEN I WANT TO KNOW YOUR MANS 😖

#jjk nonnie !#THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG TO ANSWER

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foxpappas60 · 2 years

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Beach

pairing: boyfriend!idol!yonghee x non-idol!fem!reader

genre: sickening fluff, smut (minors gtfo)

words: 2.8k

warnings: soft dom!yonghee, fem-bodied!reader, mentions of yonghee working too hard, mentions of water and the ocean, yonghee abs hehe (the yabs, if you will), body worship, slight marking, kissing, fingering, oral sex (f. receiving), semi-public oral sex, cum eating (sorta?), basically they're in love and we're all sad about it lol

requested: why yes indeed

a/n: my beautiful @shwazzberryswriting, this one is for you! sorry it took so long, life has been stinky recently lol. I hope you all enjoy this, I'm down bad for cix and I! fucking! love! them! keep an eye out for more yonghee, I've got a big one in the works 😈🖤

“Seriously, why did I let you convince me to do this?”

You giggled at the distress in Yonghee’s voice as waves soaked his pants up to his knees. His fingers gripped yours hard enough to bruise, but you didn’t mind. You held his hands with equal strength as you walked backwards through the surf, appreciating the warm sunlight on your face.

“You know you would much rather be here than in a meeting right now.” You replied to his rhetorical question. You savored the mild breeze that stirred the roots of your hair, coming in from the sea.

Yonghee grumbled something unintelligible at this, but you knew he agreed with you. His meeting at the company was important, but you’d managed to wrangle the other boys into covering for him so you could take your boyfriend to the beach. He worked so hard all the time, you knew the stress had to be getting to him—surely the company would survive with Yonghee gone for an afternoon.

“I should have just taken my pants off,” he lamented when rogue waves once again splashed up his legs.

“No one would complain about that.”

Yonghee rolled his eyes and you grinned. “Yeah, yeah. I swear you only want me for my body.”

You pretended to be offended and he laughed at the expression on your face. You rotated so you were facing the same direction as Yonghee, touching only at your hand still dwarfed in his. He smiled softly down at you, his eyes sparkling in the midday sun.

Your heart squeezed. Yonghee could joke all he wanted about you lusting after him, but nothing could describe the genuine affection you held for the boy. Since the beginning of your relationship last November, it was like your entire center of gravity had shifted.

He was unbearably sweet and considerate, probably the kindest human being you’d ever met. You still had trouble conceptualizing that he was yours, as you were his.

And in truth, though you joked about wanting Yonghee, nothing had happened between the two of you yet. You were content to take it slow if that was what he wished, though you had started wondering in recent weeks if his outlook on the matter was changing. His absentminded touches across your hair or back had turned lingering, and sometimes you caught him staring at you a little too long.

Your attention was drawn from your thoughts when Yonghee’s hand tightened on yours. You glanced up at him and your cheeks heated when you found him already looking at you. He smiled and pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead.

“What was that for?” You scrunched your nose.

“Sometimes I wonder where you go in that little head of yours.” Yonghee released your linked hands so he could throw his arm over your shoulders, pulling you closer into his side. “What were you thinking about?”

Your cheeks were painfully hot now. “Nothing, nothing. Just glad I’m here with you.”

Yonghee scoffed softly but didn’t call you on your half-lie. He just walked with you through the surf, stopping only to roll his pants all the way above his knees. You braced your hands on his shoulders as he repeated the action for you. His fingertips trailed over your bare calves, raising chills.

You thought you both looked a little ridiculous with your pants rolled up so high, but Yonghee looked so content to be in the waves without getting them wet that you didn’t mention it. This was why you had chosen to bring him here, after all. He had access to basically everywhere, but how often did he have time to just be outside? No schedule, no cameras, just him.

He gazed out at the ocean as you watched him. You had the insane urge to poke the sweet mole beneath his eye with your finger. Or maybe the tip of your tongue.

Jeez, cool it. You silently chastised yourself, accidentally making your cheeks warm again.

You watched the idea slowly forming on Yonghee’s face long before he actually did anything. His eyes narrowed, just barely, as he watched the surf bubbling around your feet. His bottom lip jutted out in a subtle pout, then the corners curled upwards in a secret smile.

You had just opened your mouth to say something when he sprung away from you without warning. The world slowed as Yonghee kicked the wave washing up onto the beach. The spray soaked your front and you screeched in surprise.

He stood there for a moment, just watching with wide eyes as laughter bubbled from your chest. You looked down at your soaked front. Your faded jeans were darkened to navy, your white shirt nearly see-through.

“Oh, you…” identical grins formed on both of your faces as you each dared the other to move first. “You are dead meat, pretty boy.”

Yonghee released a sound that could only be described as pure, unbridled joy as he turned and ran. You sprinted after him, still shin-deep in the surf. He laughed breathlessly, looking back at you over his shoulder every couple seconds.

God, he was fast. Stupid, ridiculous long legs.

He stooped and used both arms to splash water in your direction. You couldn’t be bothered to stop running to avoid it—you wouldn’t have been able to check your speed anyway. So you ran through the cascade of saltwater he sent flying at you, cackling as you ran around him.

Yonghee was up and following you in a second. And you realized immediately that this had been a mistake.

Because the very fast, stupidly long-legged boy was now chasing you.

You screeched, adrenaline bursting inside you as Yonghee easily caught up with you. His arms wound tightly around your waist, half-lifting you out of the water as you kicked the air.

Your flailing feet managed to meet the water again, showering you both in the spray. Yonghee released you at last and you turned to face him.

You were both drenched, crusted in drying salt and sand alike. His hair hung into his eyes, water dripping onto his cheeks as he grinned down at you.

He took a wet strand of your hair between his fingers and laughed. “You’re soaked.”

“Whose fault is that?” You playfully shoved his chest and tried not to think about the lean muscle you felt beneath your palms.

Yonghee caught your wrists in his hands and held them against him. You raised onto your tip-toes so he could press a soft kiss to your mouth. He tasted like cinnamon and the sea, and even if you would taste it for the rest of your life, you would never be able to get enough.

He allowed you to teasingly push him away this time. You bunched his wet shirt in your hands and looked up at him through your eyelashes.

“We can’t send you back to the company looking like this, you know.”

He peered down at himself, using the opportunity to shake his wet hair in your face. He raised his head and looked up and down the beach. Other than the two of you, it was deserted.

Yonghee stepped away and walked a little ways uphill, out of the reach of the waves. And then, your sweet boyfriend did the unthinkable.

He grasped the hem of his shirt and shucked it off with a muted slurp.

You stared in stunned silence, more than aware that your jaw was hanging open. His back was leanly-muscled and tan, scattered with occasional moles that matched the one beneath his eye. Beautiful didn’t dare do him justice.

Yonghee turned and the smile on his face faded a bit upon seeing your expression. “What happened?” He asked, his voice colored with concern.

You pieced your sanity back together long enough to answer. “Uh, you… took your shirt… off.”

You were a genius for that one, truly.

He turned to face you fully and your stomach clenched. Yonghee was far more toned than you expected, regardless that you already knew he was a dancer. Of course he was fit. Though the breeze was balmy at worst, there were faint chills covering Yonghee’s skin beneath your gaze, his nipples peaked like he was cold.

“Your turn.”

That snapped you out of your trance. “Huh?”

Yonghee gave you his usual sweet smile, but there was a glint in his eyes that you had only seen a few times before. Namely, the instances you’d caught him staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking.

“We can lay them out on the sand to dry.” He explained. “If you dragged me all the way out here, we might as well stay to enjoy the sun.”

You rolled your eyes. Despite the fact that his idea was a good one for logical reasons, your tummy was now painfully warm.

As he had, you grasped the hem of your shirt and quickly tugged it off before you could change your mind. You were left only in your white bra, a simple number with a tiny bow between your breasts, but Yonghee’s eyes widened.

He swallowed thickly. Wordlessly, he took your wet shirt and laid it out beside his on the sand. You stood awkwardly, a little unsure what to do with yourself, and resisted the urge to cross your arms over your chest.

Yonghee approached again until there was less than a foot between your bare skin and his. “Are you… okay?” He breathed, his voice strained.

“Yes.”

You watched his expression as his eyes drifted away from your face. Almost like he couldn’t help himself, his hand lifted so his fingertips could drift over your stomach. Warmth pooled in your core at the sensation, his touch feather-light and still a little wet with seawater.

His fingers trailed higher, leaving chills in their wake, until he toyed with the bow between your breasts.

“Yonghee?”

“Yeah?”

“What are you doing?”

Yonghee’s eyes snapped up to your face again. Some of the tension in his shoulders relaxed a bit when he saw your smile, but the hand which had been timidly exploring fell to his side.

“Sorry.” He breathed. “You’re just… stunning.”

Fondness swelled in your heart. Would this feeling ever go away? You hoped it wouldn’t—this raw happiness that only Yonghee seemed to be able to draw out of you.

You raised both your hands, questioning with your eyes. Yonghee nodded once. His breath caught lightly when your palms flattened against his toned stomach, your fingers gently curling around his waist.

His skin was warm beneath your hands. Your tryst in the sea had left you a little chilly, despite the midday sun, and you instinctively leaned into his heat as you sought more of it.

Yonghee’s hand raised to cradle your jaw. You hardly dared to breathe as he leaned in, his lips slotting against yours with heartbreaking softness.

The kiss felt like coming home. You sighed deeply and rested your forearms on his broad shoulders, allowing your fingers to tangle into his damp hair. Yonghee’s tongue gently prodded your bottom lip, testing, tasting, as his arms wound tighter around your waist.

Warmth blossomed in your core at the sensation of his bare skin against yours. It was intoxicating, that feeling—it was the first time you had done something like this with him but you already never wanted it to end.

A soft mix of a moan and sigh left your lips when Yonghee’s hands drifted hesitantly lower, stopping when they rested on your ass. He kneaded your pillowy skin gently and your knees instantly began to shake.

You weren’t sure how much longer you could take this unhurried exploration of each other. You needed him more than you’d ever needed anything in your entire life.

Yonghee, apparently, agreed. His mouth moved against yours with increasing urgency, his arms squeezing you so tightly to his body that it took your breath away. Not that you minded, considering you were behaving much in the same way.

You whimpered at the hard length you felt pressed against your stomach. You were pleased to know that you affected him as deeply as he did you, if that were even possible. Yonghee groaned when you rolled your hips against him in an attempt to provide some friction.

“Please, please,” he murmured as he held your cheeks between both his palms, “I want you. I can’t stop thinking about you—” Yonghee left a trail of wet kisses down your throat to the curves of your breasts. You scratched his scalp with your nails, breathing heavily each time his lips left a mark.

“Have me, then.” Your reply was breathless, and Yonghee wasted no time obeying.

He laid you gently on top of your damp t-shirts, still drying on the sand. Your thighs instantly parted to accommodate him as he slotted himself between them, his mouth still roving across your collarbones.

You squeezed your eyes shut as he worked his way lazily down your body, pausing to dote on every inch of your skin within his reach. His long fingers pressed hard into your hipbones like he was trying to ground himself.

You gasped when his fingertips ghosted over your pants, slowly unrolling each leg of fabric at a pace that drove you wild. When he was finally done, he hesitated again, his face hovering mere inches above your pelvis.

He planted a soft kiss over the button. “Can we take these off?”

Your cheeks heated as you nodded hurriedly. Yonghee easily undid the button and slid your pants down your legs, trailing his tongue down your leg as he went. The instinct to cover yourself was enormous.

He hadn’t even removed your panties, but the expression on his face set your body tingling as he stared at your dripping center. Like it was an instinct, he dragged the tip of his finger over the cotton and smiled when your body jolted.

Yonghee kissed your inner thigh, then the other, before his lips brushed your clothed clit. You couldn’t help the airy moan that escaped your throat. You were already so sensitive—you were wet to the point of discomfort, the warmth between your legs aching to be soothed.

He pushed your panties to the side so his fingers could tease your entrance. You could feel his eyes on your face every second as they experimentally pushed in. Your arousal made the movement easy and you tensed when his fingertips nudged your swollen g-spot.

“Like that?” He whispered, his words followed by another kiss to your clit. The sound of his voice, low and breathless, made you clench around his fingers.

“Yes, Yonghee, god, just like that…” you panted. He thrusted his fingers in again, this time setting a rhythm that had you writhing. His lips sealed around your clit, gently sucking while his tongue moved in delicate circles around it.

You unintentionally tugged at the roots of his hair and Yonghee groaned against you. You weren’t expecting the vibrations, nor how incredible they felt as they ricocheted through your stomach.

His pace didn’t falter once. Yonghee continued to moan onto your clit, the lewd sounds broken by his muttered praises about being good for him or taking him so well. You felt your orgasm steadily ratcheting higher inside you, your walls repeatedly fluttering around his fingers.

“Please, cum on my tongue. Want to taste you so bad—” Yonghee’s dirty words were by far the filthiest you’d ever heard come out of his mouth. They set off fireworks in your blood, your skin impossibly warm and sensitive as he drove you closer to your high.

“Shit, I’m—I’m—” You couldn’t even manage to get a full sentence out.

Yonghee nodded eagerly, the movement only causing his tongue to move more firmly against you. He added a third finger, scissoring you open as his middle finger continuously thrusted against your g-spot.

You came with such intensity that your entire body locked under the weight of it. Your toes curled and eyes screwed shut, your mouth parted in a perfect o. Your hips jolted against Yonghee’s lips as he languidly licked you through it, prolonging your pleasure as long as he could.

When you at last couldn’t take any more, you gently pushed him away by his shoulders. Yonghee gazed up at you beneath his lashes, his eyes glazed and a little unfocused as he smiled. His lips and chin shone with you, a sight which instantly made you desperate for him again.

“Let’s go home.” You rasped, your voice rough.

Yonghee raised an eyebrow, his lust-glossed eyes clearing a bit in his confusion. “Why?”

You unceremoniously stood, carefully disentangling him from your legs as you went. You were more than a little grateful that no unsuspecting passerby had discovered you in the past ten minutes.

It wasn’t until you had cleaned yourself from his face with your shirt and re-clothed yourselves that you answered.

“Because I want you to fuck me. And when that happens, I do not want sand involved.”

And surely you had never seen anyone move faster than Yonghee as he hauled you back in the direction of the car.

You’d have to convince him to ditch the company more often.

thank you for reading, party animals! please like or reblog if you enjoyed it and STAN CIX!!!

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voidmadisonrecs · 3 years

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chris evans recs II

here are more of my fav chris evans (and co.) fics, blurbs, headcanons, etc. (see my first list here)

feel free to message or comment with suggestions that i should read and make sure to check out these writers other works because they are all amazing <3

Chris Evans

put your head on my chest - @uprootbasic

chris being cute

impressive - @fluffymisha97

chris continues to amaze and impress you

waking up with your favourite duo - @holdontorogers

dodger is obsessed with you

birth control - @just-iimagine

chris has something he needs to tell you

secret wedding - @agentofbarnes

you and chris have a private wedding but someone spots something that causes the secret to get out

safe haven - @foodieforthoughts

for better or for worse, you had vowed, and you planned to stick by it

surprise - @time-for-a-lullaby

you have a baby girl together and he’s left for a few weeks for work. you’re stressed and overwhelmed. chris surprises you after 2 weeks away (baby fever)

routine - @teebarnes

you were on live with your daughter is keeping you company while you wait for chris to take her from you (baby fever)

daddy's sorry - @uprootbasic

chris accidentally scares his daughter (baby fever)

chris wants you to have his babies - @worksby-d

chris realizes you're the one and after spending christmas with you and his family and seeing how you are with kids (baby fever)

cravings - @worksby-d

you have cravings and Chris is a cutie pie (baby fever)

didn't i tell you that - @fluffymisha97

sometimes important information can slip through the cracks. even a big piece of information like this one (baby fever)

parents - @demonsandmischief

having a new baby is tough, but it's even harder when Chris has to travel (baby fever)

mad at myself - @worksby-d

chris’ ex is playing his love interest and you feel a bit jealous and insecure (a lil angsty)

cumsumation - @uprootbasic

you and chris elope (smut)

panty thief - @agentofbarnes

self explanatory (smut-ish?)

the evans effect - @agentofbarnes

chris evans loves when his family is together, but he also loves when you can’t get enough of him (smut)

nsfw alphabet - @chanelfaerie

self explanatory (smut)

Frank Adler

brownie kisses - @fairyevans

cute neighbour frank

home is wherever i’m with you - @shieldedreams

when you move into the house across from frank adler’s, it’s like he’s falling in love with you all over again

want you to stay (heaven truly is on earth) - @shieldedreams

frank knows true to his heart that you love him. yet, overhearing someone trying to pick you up from the bar has him doubting himself

frank cuteness - @stargazingfangirl18

"my eyes and your nose will look the cutest in a little boy. or girl. i'm not picky tbh." (baby fever)

high maintenance - @et-lesailes

you buy clothes for your baby and grumpy frank is not happy (baby fever)

hold on - @thewritingdoll

after you buy a pregnancy test, you’re excited by the prospect of having another baby with frank, but he seems apprehensive (baby fever)

Ransom Drysdale

learning to apologise - @starryevermore

ransom learns how to apologise

the blues - @stargazingfangirl18

you’re sad. ransom is soft

say it - @stargazingfangirl18

you went and caught feelings and scared ransom away...and then he shows up at your door at four in the morning

maneater (part 2) - @syntheticavenger

ransom engages in a verbal sparring match after a bridesmaid falls from grace

proposal - @agentofbarnes

ransom proposes

alibi - @et-lesailes

the death of harlan thrombey is being investigated, and while ransom seems to be the perfect suspect, he also has the perfect alibi (baby fever)

one, two, three brats - @chrissquares

ransom wants another one (baby fever)

Andy Barber

snuggle bug - @dadplease

andy gives you early morning snuggles

easier in movies - @worksby-d

andy comes home to find you unwinding after a long day and joins you (smut)

yes mrs barber - @jurassicbarnes

in which you’re down on your knees, about to suck his dick within an inch of his life because it was the only way to shut him up (smut)

mexico baby - @worksby-d

a baby is made in mexico lmaoooo (smut)

a helping hand - @ozarkthedog

you’re 8 months pregnant and andy helps you shave (baby fever)

Ari Levinson

one good girl, coming up - @fairyevans

hot (smut)

Steve Rodgers

slow like honey - @heli0s-writes

the gossip that buzzes around in the teacher’s lounge is that sweet, sensitive, divorcé steve rogers is hot-for-teacher. His daughter’s first-grade teacher, to be exact (completed multi part fic, baby fever)

proposal - @fairyevans

you find the ring before he has a chance to propose

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angelamajiki · 3 years

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PARINGS: Pro Hero! Dabi x Sister! Reader

TW: yandere, incest, no con, voyeurism, choking, burning, unprotected/no prep sex, breeding/creampies, snowballing, public sex, degradation, lots of dirty talk

AN: WHEEWW my first fic in a while, so excited for my first join intro collab!! thank you to the lovely jo for writing it <33 enjoy

A BNHarem Server Collab! Check out the other works here.

Breaking news: We have yet another report to add to the slew of attacks this month, this comes just days after we broadcast rumours of villains running rampant over the city. This spate of attacks has put the entire metropolitan area at a standstill, road closures and damaged property making it difficult for commuters to get to work in the morning. Road maintenance endeavour to do its best to keep the city running, but it seems futile when these attacks continue to increase. The entire city was brought to a standstill by the mysterious villain who has still not been named, but reports show they are nothing like we have ever experienced before.

Where are the heroes now? Who will save us from the terror overwhelming our city?

Every day the crime toll continues to rise and we have no one here to protect us. The Hero Public Safety Commission assured us earlier in the week that the crime rate would go down, that the top Heroes are out there protecting our city, but if so, where are they? Is it really safe to go out anymore, who can we trust? Would you put your life in the hands of a Hero today? When they have proved our streets are no longer safe. We still have no information on what is going on, or who is involved but we must remain observant. We will continue to report the latest news as we receive it, but for now, we must implore you to heed the warnings of the city-wide curfew that is soon to be implemented. If anyone has any information on these occurrences in the city please send them to us or contact the police, you can remain anonymous. The safety of our citizens is what is most important, stay vigilant and don’t go out unless it is absolutely necessary.

Christ, what a load of bullshit the news was nowadays. Constantly whining and squealing about what heroes did and didn’t do, promoting fear-mongering like it was the hottest trend. Between your father and two older brothers dedicating their life to the cause of justice, the world always felt just a little safer to you, the naive little thing that you were. And tonight was no exception.

Despite the rapidly increasing crime rates, your judgment to grab a couple of drinks in the city with your friends was hardly swayed. The stress of it all was getting to you and you’d love nothing more to drink your heart out at one of the few spots still left open. It was a sleazy place, but it was fun. If anything, you found a bar in the area where your eldest brother was currently stationed patrolling.

Touya had always been protective of you ever since the two of you were children, and he carried that same possessiveness well into your adulthood. Always chasing off any potential suitors, keeping you out of trouble, and generally being a menace to anyone who thought they were good enough to be around his favorite little sister.

By the end of the night, stumbling around drunkenly was the only thing keeping you upright as you made your way out of the club and onto the street, looking for a taxi to get you home. Sirens wailed faintly in the distance, a mess of blue and red lighting up the darkened streets.

“Hey sweetheart. Need a hand?”

Grubby hands met your arms the same time the cool air of the night did, tugging and pulling at you to come closer, wherever that may be. Jaunts and laughter echoed off the buildings, only adding to the haziness the alcohol induced. “What’s a pretty little thing like yourself doing out here all on your lonesome?”

Weak attempts to push the group of assaulters off you were in vain as they groped and squeezed your body at their pleasure. “Come on, we’re just trying to keep ya company. Right, boys?”

“Stop..”

Your whine came across much more pathetic than you could have ever hoped, only earning more chuckles from the men. “Just relax, sweetheart. We’ll take good care of you.”

Blue flames danced around the group of you, closing the lot of you against the building wall in a small circle of fire.

“Will you now? Last I checked, I'm the only man suited for that.” Touya was less than amused to have found out from Fuyumi that you traveled into the city given its state, even more so when he saw how drunk and disorderly you were being.

“T-Touya-nii!”

The men untangled themselves from you with ease, tossing you into the arms of your expectant brother, who was more than glad to pull you into a tight embrace. “Shit! It's the number three, Heatstroke!”

The comforting warmth of his body and scent of his cologne settled your frantic nerves, tucking yourself closer into his arms. “Honestly, it’s like you're asking for it at this point.”

Your heart sank low in your chest, but you couldn't find the strength to move away from him as he scowled down at you.

“Look at what you're wearing, you little tease. Bet you would have loved to have them violate you, huh slut?”

Never has Touya been so venomous with you before; it made your heart hurt, even more, to see your beloved nii-san be so cruel.

“Don’t you worry, that’s why your big brother is here to show you who you really belong to.”

Shoved against the wall, he pinned your trembling form with his right knee in between your legs and his hands wandering over your skimpy dress.

“You boys can stick around to watch; let a real man show you how it's done.”

Flames singed at your dress, burning it to ashes to expose you in the cool wind of the night. Hot fingers pressed into your skin, littering marks in their wake before they wrapped around your throat. “You were just begging for nii-san to come to save your slutty ass, huh, princess? I know you checked my patrol schedule before ending up at this dive.”

His hand tightened around your neck, his lips at your ear. “Wanted nii-san to come put you in your place, yeah? After fuckin’ teasing me all these years, you finally cracked me. Are you proud of yourself, little girl?”

A whine slipped from your constricted throat, your smaller hand gripping at the large one squeezing you with everything it had. “And now you've got an audience to witness my ownership over you. You're mine, little girl.”

Finally releasing your throat, his hands traveled down to your chest and groped at your roughly, pinching and pulling at your soft, sensitive nipples. Bile was rising in your throat as you drowned in your own fear, feeling him drag you into the depths of depravity.

“What’s the matter, imouto? I thought you said I was your favorite. You're hurting my feelings, y’know.”

“Touya, please-”

A scoff slapped you hard in the face as his knee jerked up against your cunt. “Don’t start with me. I know who you really are and what you really want, even better than yourself.”

His words stabbed at your heart, and his wandering hands only seemed to pour salt over the wounds. “You’re nothing more than my whore, little sister.”

Hips ground against your backside in a slow, teasing manner, groans pushing past his lips as he did so. “You have no one to blame but yourself.”

His erection was pressed flush against you, straining in his pants before he unzipped himself. At this point, you were more than sobered up running on fear and adrenaline alone. Your panties were ripped clean off with his free hand while the other stroked his hardening cock. “Look at me.”

The tip was aligned with your hole, rubbing slightly to gather the minimal wetness between your lips. “I said look at me.”

Teary eyes peaked up at him through wet lashes, silently pleading with a man who was not known for mercy.

“Good fuckin’ girl, so obedient for your big brother.”

With one snap of his hips, Touya fully sheathed himself inside of your tight cunt, groaning at the way you squealed for him. “Aw, you like that, huh, princess. Feeling good?”

A warbled moan was the only response you could give him as he slowly began to pull out. The alcohol had you buzzing enough to block out the pain of the stretch, and damn did you feel filled to the brim.

“Can’t wait to breed this greedy little cunt of yours.”

His pace was slow, agonizingly so. Touya couldn't help but savor every second of the first time having been inside you, especially after dreaming about it for so long. God, if it didn't turn him on to have an audience, knowing that these men knew he was fucking his sister.

What would the media think? God, the news cycle would be ripped to shreds tomorrow over this breaking story. But hey, no PR is bad PR.

The thought of finally having staked his claim in you almost had him coming prematurely, but he had to hold out for your very first time together, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Heh, your crying face was so cute. Those tears weren't shy by any means and neither were your sobs. It's alright, you’ll learn to love being Touya’s cocksleeve.

“Say you love me.”

An impossible request when you're being violated by the person you held dearest to your heart.

His pace had picked up brutally, slamming into you without care for his flames spreading wildly nor the group of assaulters who seemed to vanish once they had the opening to.

“I-I love you, nii-san! I love you!”

Your cries were shrill and whiny, echoing into the chaotic night. The grip on your hips was heating up, so much so that his handprints were burned into your love handles.

“Good girl, good little slut.”

His breathing was erratic, hot against your neck as he growled and grunted into your ear. “Gonna let nii-san breed this pretty little pussy? Yes, you are. I know you are because you're fuckin’ mine, bitch.”

Moaning out your name, Touya came deep inside your womb, thick ropes of his cum painting your insides. You were soon to follow thanks to his thumb against your clit, causing you to writhe and whine in his arms.

Utterly spent, you rested against the brick wall you were pinned to, feeling the cum drip out of your still filled hole.

“Let’s get you home and into my bed, princess. I gotta go have a chat with Dad and Shouto, let ‘em know you’re fully off limits now.”

— tagging: @libiraki @bonesoftheimpala @tomurasprincess @sightoru

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fernweh-writes · 3 years

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Hey, it’s me again :3

My birthday is soon(next week on the Friday)

So I wondered if you could write headcanons for the Slasher with an Birthday S/O.

Like what would they give her, what would they do on her birthday. You probably get what I mean.

But only if it’s alright and you got time, if not it’s also fine^^

I already say thank you :3💕💕(btw I really love your writing <3)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE, I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AMAZING DAY!! I did see the other little tidbit you sent in and yes, ofc, anything for you. Especially since it’s your birthday and you asked so nicely<3

(Going ahead and posting this a lil early… i think? I can’t remember when you sent this in sorry :/)

-Fern🌿

Slashers on their S/O’s Birthday

Warnings: NSFW content, 18+

Michael Myers

Michael has always been pretty indifferent towards birthdays. So what, you’re getting older big whoop. He doesn’t see them as important and doesn’t understand the point of celebrating them.

However, as you keep mentioning to him that your birthday is coming up, he gets the hint. Michael isn’t stupid and he knows you well enough to be able to tell what you want.

Still, Michael isn’t going to throw you a party or decorate or anything like that. Instead he makes a statement just by spending the entire day with you.

During your time spent together you find out Michael did actually buy a cake for you. Although it was also partially for his own benefit as well seeing as he has a major sweet tooth. He even got “Happy Birthday y/n” written on the top in your favorite color. When you bite into it, you realize that it’s also your favorite flavor.

After the cake, Michael brings you a small box with a horribly tied ribbon wrapped around it. Don’t look at him funny, he tried okay. So what the gift inside was most likely stolen from a victims, you got a present that you loved. Isn’t that all that really matters?

Michael isn’t much of a giver in bed, he prefers to take. He mainly focuses on achieving his own end and whatever pleasure you get during that is what you get. But tonight he’ll make a point of not only making you finish first once, but numerous times throughout the night. Today is about you after all, why not try and set a new record in bed to mark the start of a new age.

Bo Sinclair

Morning sex, congratulations, this morning you become breakfast for Bo. No need to get up early to cook for him when he can simply devour you.

Surprise! He won’t be an ass to anyone for one whole day. Just for you darlin’. If some people happen to stumble into town, Bo won’t let anyone ruin your day, and quickly has Vincent take care of them. Even Lester will help out if need be, even though Les hates participating in the “family company”.

Sneaks away in the middle of the night to decorate the house. Luckily, Vincent pitches in and helps him make everything look nice. Bo goes all out with streamers, balloons, banners, he even got you a cake!

He’s more than eager to give you your presents as well. Of course he had to buy you a lingerie set, it’s a surprise that’ll help the two of you later that night…

Bo is a simple man, he just wants everyone to know that you belong to him. So he also got you a dainty little necklace of his name. Sure it may be cute to you, but secretly he’s laying his claim to you.

Usually he’s busy with keeping up the town but just this once he spends the entire day with you. Bo spending so much quality time with you doing whatever you want really says a lot.

He may even take you to the next town over for a nice dinner. After all, no one should have to cook on their own birthday and it’ll make good use of the cute little sundress he got you and gives you the opportunity to dress up. You better wear the lingerie he got you under it though. Good luck making it to the bedroom when the two of you get back from the restaurant.

Vincent Sinclair

You’re not sure who is more excited, him or you. Vincent makes sure that you have the best time ever and makes the whole day about you. It’s the perfect chance for him to spend the whole day with you and show you how much he loves you.

When you wake up he’ll be missing. He woke up early to make you your favorite breakfast. He had hoped to bring it to you in bed but sadly you’ve always been the early riser. Luckily for you, unlike Bo, Vincent is a good cook. How do you think the three boys survived before you showed up?

Vincent has always been a more private person so while there’s not any decorations all over the house and he can’t take you out to a fancy dinner you can still expect plenty of sweet surprises. He made you a bouquet of wildflowers that he picked, got you the new books you had been telling him you wanted, managed to snag one of the vinyls for the new album your favorite artist had recently released, and even got you some new outfits that he thought would look cute on you.

Vincent would be the one to put on music and dance around the living room with you. He enjoys personal time with you and uses the day to really express to you just how much he cares for you.

At the end of the day he runs you a hot bath. While you soak in the tub he throws around the rose petals and gets the ribbons and candles ready. Before you have time to get dressed Vincent will be scooping you up, tossing you on the bed, and tying you up. Be ready for a long night!

Thomas Hewitt

There’s not really much he can do for you seeing as the town is running low on supplies. Still, he’ll do his best to still make your birthday special for you. Mainly he’s just going to kick Hoyt and Monty out for the day so that you can have one peaceful day together. Luda gets to stay seeing as she’s also happy to celebrate with you.

Thomas lets Luda Mae know he wants to surprise you with something. So while he works on the surprise she’ll make sure to keep you occupied. Luda Mae will fix your hair for you and go ahead and give you the gift that she had made you, a sundress made from floral print fabric. She’s so happy her son found someone, especially someone as beautiful as you.

Thomas will have handmade you a small necklace. Since you didn’t tell him about your birthday until shortly before the day, you left him with little time to make it. He’s lucky that your comfortable with Luda Mae and he can get her to keep you distracted,

When Tommy sees you with the dress his momma made you and your hair fixed up he almost forgets about the small piece of jewelry in his pocket.

After hearing you squeal with delight when you open his gift he’s ecstatic! He loves nothing more than making you happy. when you eagerly get him to help you put it on he thinks he’s going to spontaneously combust with his love for you.

Luda Mae will bake you a cake. You’re basically her daughter in law at this point and she’s going to make sure that you have a good day. She enjoys having another woman in the house and enjoys seeing you and Thomas happy together. You’ve given her the complete family that she’s always wanted.

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms is very good at being sneaky. At this point, Malcolm already knows that Brahms is a real person. So Brahms has no issue with getting Malcolm to bring him everything he needs and giving him the extra money for the week. He makes sure to cover all the bases, he got you presents, a small cake, and of course stuff to decorate the living room.

The decorations in the living room aren’t necessarily the best. Brahms hasn’t been responsible for doing anything like this in his whole life. But he still does his best to try and impress you and make you happy. Just don’t expect for his best to be very good. After all, it is the thought that counts.

Honestly Brahms not being self centered for once should be enough of a surprise. It’s your birthday so he’ll make sure to be on his best behavior just for you! No tantrums or arguing, he promises! He even makes sure to hide the schedule for the day to make sure you know that today you get to relax.

Of course, you’ll still have to cook since Brahms is only capable of making sandwiches. His peanut butter to jelly ratio may be perfect but that’s not exactly the type of meal he thinks you would want on your birthday. So he does make sure to get the ingredients for all of your favorite foods!

Your presents include expensive jewelry, pretty clothes, and of course lingerie although that’s more of a gift for Brahms than it is for you. He’ll have you model all of the dresses and clothes that he got you. The big finale is the lace bra and underwear that you won’t be wearing for much longer.

Brahms is a switch and usually ends up being the more submissive one in bed. Tonight however, he’ll co for a change of pace and be more dominant. For once, he was the one spoiling you instead of the other way around and that brings out the more mature and dominant side of him. Expect o be sore the next day though, Brahms isn’t exactly good with holding back.

Billy Loomis

Billy has a tendency to be narcissistic and obviously an ass. But he can also be great at hiding those traits. On your birthday he makes sure to do exactly that, really playing up the bad boy/boy next door front he’s capable of. Tatum did believe that he was practically perfect, and on your special day, he’ll do his best to do exactly that.

He may not have the same money as Stu, but he still manages to spoil you. You’ll have his full attention for the day and he let you decide almost everything. Billy even lets you pick out the movies that you watch together on your birthday, which is something he’s never allowed to happen before.

Seeing you be happy gives him a funny feeling that he’s not used to which can cause him to act a little awkward. You throw him off a little bit. He didn’t expect to care so much about someone until you fell into his lap. He’s a simp for you and he knows it. If he wasn’t then he wouldn’t be making reservations for that fancy restaurant you loved and buying you a new outfit just for said reservation. Yeah he’s down bad.

Makes sure that you order whatever you want, today cost doesn’t matter. But if he knows your favorite, he orders for you in an attempt to impress you. See, he remembers your favorite food, isn’t he just the best. Also gets your favorite over priced dessert even if you have to take it to go. He can’t bake and he knows that store bought cake just doesn’t compare to the fancy restaurants.

He bought you lingerie for under that cute little outfit and he expects to see it by the end of night. Expect to pinned against the front door before either of you has the chance to unlock it. Billy has been imagining you in nothing but your birthday suit all night and he simply cannot wait any longer.

There’s nothing he enjoys more than seeing you fall apart underneath him. He loves seeing you look absolutely cock drunk with your makeup smeared on your face. Your moans and begs eventually begin to melt together and you just become and incoherent mess as he makes you cum again and again. It’s still not enough for him though, he’s going to make you scream.

Stu Macher

He is very determined to make you have the best day over. Expect breakfast in bed! It may not be great but eat it anyways, Stu is not a morning person and he managed to drag his ass out of bed early just for you. So even if the scrambled eggs have the occasional crunch to them it’s best to just grin and bear it.

Is very determined to take you shopping. Expect for him to buy you anything that you touch or pick up. Like the amazing boyfriend he is he will also carry the many bags that you end up with. You’ll have a brand new wardrobe by the end of the day. Of course he made you pick out a few lingerie sets. He even pointed out the ones he liked and made you find your size.

Of course, Stu will still take you out to a fancy restaurant and do the whole traditional night out thing. After dinner though the two of you will end up on the roof of his house that he made sure to help you out on. Stu is secretly a hopeless romantic deep down and will spend time looking at the stars with you because he thinks it’s something that you would like. Will listen to you as you ramble on about planets and watch as you point out constellations if that’s something you do.

Stu is very clingy at all times so he will be hanging over you all day. That’s nothing really out of the ordinary though. But usually those touches include grabbing your boobs, smacking your ass, and rubbing your hips. On your birthday the touches turn more gentle. Expect him to gently tuck your hair behind your ear so he can see your face, gently caressing your cheek, rubbing your knuckles while he holds your hand, all soft and sweet gestures to convey he truly does care.

He’s usually very fast paced with everything including talking, movements, and of course that includes in bed. But tonight he’ll be slow and gentle, drawing everything out. Also makes sure to focus on your pleasure instead of his own for once.

Asa Emory

Asa never thought he would celebrate anyone’s birthday. He certainly never celebrated his own and doesn’t see the point in doing so. To him, birthdays are just another day and there’s no point in celebrating ageing. So he went about most of his life ignoring birthdays, until you came along.

Asa adored you and your enthusiasm for life and all the good things in the world. You were a bright person, especially when compared to him, and he loved the innocence about it. So when you began to mention your birthday coming up with excitement in your voice he knew that you had expectations for your special day.

He may not be a person who celebrates but he’ll be damned if he disappoints. You’re the one good thing life has given him and he’s not letting you get away from him. If that means getting you a small cupcake and sticking a candle in it and a present then so be it. He can manage doing a little something for you.

When he’s not in his collector persona he is much more awkward and an absolute dork in your eyes. So when he takes you out for a nice dinner you’ll notice his slightly off behavior. Asa doesn’t like crowded public spaces and you’ll be able to pick up on his fidgeting. Luckily your good at carrying the conversation for him.

Asa appreciates that you understand it’s hard for him. So when you begin to do most of the talking and don’t pressure him to contribute much to the conversation besides the occasional nod he’s able to relax.

On the way home he gets nervous once more. What if you hate the present he got for you or expected more. He had only gotten you one thing and it wasn’t much. But when you finally open it and you light up like a kid on Christmas morning he lets out a heavy sigh and finally relaxes. It was only a simple necklace but you acted like he had just handed you the stars.

Asa will be surprisingly gentle with you for one night. Of course, he’ll still tie you up and absolutely wreck you but he makes sure to leave out the cutting and biting out for once. The only bruises you have will be on your hips from his harsh grip. It’s the closest thing you’re going to get to love making from him, but you know him well enough to get the meaning behind it.

Jesse Cromeans

Anything you want and it’s yours, he can make anything happen for you. He makes sure to tie up any loose ends with his business well before your birthday so that nothing can interrupt his time spent with you. Of course he makes sure to spoil you even more than he normally does.

Would love to take you on some fancy vacation and stay in one of the finest hotels there. Go ahead, pick any place you want to travel to and he’ll make the arrangements. He makes sure that anywhere he takes you is more private and remote rather than tourist-y though. Both so that he feels more comfortable and so that you can feel special and not have to deal with crowds.

Does the whole flower petals on the bed, candles, flowers, ice bucket with champagne kind of ordeal back at the hotel. Did you really expect him not to though? He has the money to so why not and he knows that even though you claim it’s cheesy that you absolutely love it. Th blush on your face and look in your eyes give away your love of cheesy things and he pays attention to every little thing you do.

Of course you get new jewelry, designer clothes, and lingerie but you get other gifts as well. Pretty much anything you’ve mentioned to him recently he makes sure to get you. Rambling on about that new book your favorite author just released? It’s yours! Been needing new materials for any of your hobbies? You got them!

Expect rough sex. Jesse rarely does gentle and with how much smaller you are than him he can sometimes accidentally hurt you. Your just so small and fragile compared to him kitten, he can’t help it. Of course he always makes sure to take care of you afterwards with a hot bath and will gently massage the knots out of your muscles. Jesse always makes sure that you’re taken care of.

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