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Reveal — Part three: celebrating
Pairing: Yoongi x fem!reader ( camboy!yoongi x camgirl!reader )
Wordcount: 4,513 words
Genre: 18+ / smut. mdni! remember to not use fics as your only source of sex ed.
Summary: Your birthday celebration takes a turn when Jungkook forgets to uninvite a particular guest. Part 3 of Recording & Editing. Read it in that order for context. More warnings under read more.
Includes: 3k words of just smut. Mentions of posting / selling sex content. Dirty talk. Use of pet names ( baby, doll, good girl? ). Fingering ( f ), Oral sex ( f and m ). Frottage. Cum play? A bit of overstimulation? Possessive Yoongi because Reveal!Yoongi is just like that and I can't do anything about it. It's true, I tried.
Author's note: Okay, I think this is actually the last one for this. A trilogy is fine, right? But also don't quote me on that because clearly I can't seem to know how to stop writing this pair and I'm watching Jungkook from a distance like 👀 but shhh
Which speaking of, I was thinking and if you want to know more about the characters in this verse specifically, you can send an ask with “( reveal!verse )” at the beginning, maybe specify if you want it to be answered ic with “( @ reveal!theirname )” , and a question or whatever you want to say. Idk, thought it could be fun~
Also, I made a post with different options for tag lists in case anyone is interested. You know, for future projects and stuff. But don't feel preassure to request it, and thank you for following this mini series.
Anyway. I hope you like this and if you do please remember to comment, reblog, ask, follow, and whatnot. And again, thank you for reading <3
“You know, you could reply instead of just staring at it,” Jungkook says, over your shoulder.
You're sitting in your living room, phone in your hand with the audio post on screen. There was no way of denying you were caught, you had already embarrassed yourself by acting like a schoolgirl when telling him about SugaD leaving a comment.
“But what if I say something dumb and he deletes it?”
“Why would he do that? He thinks you're cute,” he teases.
“The cutest,” you correct, silly smile on your face once again.
“See. You should shoot your shot and talk to him, he clearly is interested in you too,” he winks, finally walking around the couch to sit at your side, fresh bowl of popcorn on his lap.
“But it's all so crazy. I don't even know how he found my page, he only follows big creators.”
“Well, he asked me.”
“What?”
“He asked who you were,” his Bambi eyes blink at you, fear creeping on his soft expression, “I… don't kill me, please.” He moves away from you and that makes you turn to him, leg over the couch and phone forgotten.
“Jungkook? What did you do?” All the scenarios go through your mind, imagining the worst. He told him you kind of have a big old crush on him even if you have never seen his face? Did he tell him about the joke of suing him because he is so—
“And I was busy so I thought, you know, he works with music and edits his own content and it seemed like a good idea,” he is talking so fast and you realize you missed the beginning of it, but before you can ask him to start over he just burst it, “so he edited it.”
“He what?”
“The audio. Your audio. He edited it.”
“My… audio.” The audio you're sure included the start of his video.
Fuck.
Shit.
That's so much worse.
You should delete your account. Delete yourself. You want to move to another country and change your name.
“Fuck.”
“I'm sorry. I should have asked you, but I figured…” he trails off, coming closer again. “I just… I didn't think it was a big deal because… well, I didn't know he was gonna subscribe to you. He only subscribes to people he is friends with and I know he doesn't even watch their stuff.”
You can tell he is trying to make you feel better, and although you appreciate the effort, everything is confusing. Does that mean he wants to be friends? But he doesn't watch his friends's content so… no friends?
“Fuck.” You murmur again.
“Are you mad at me?” Jungkook asks softly, worrying the ring on his bottom lip.
“I… don't know.”
“Do you want me to go?”
“No. Let's finish the movie.”
But you can concentrate for the rest of it, and know that you'd have to watch it again another time in case your friend brings up something important about the plot. But now, the only thing in your head is theories about what you're going to do about that one particular comment and, again, you consider just deleting the whole thing.
Jungkook invites you the next weekend to the restaurant, it's his free day but he tells you he can get you the birthday special even if it’s one day early and he can even sing for you. You tell him you are only going if he doesn't make a whole thing out of it. You'd wear the birthday hat and blow out the candles, but if he dares to bring more attention to you, you actually will kill him.
He believes you.
And so, here you are. Sitting in a booth in front of Jungkook and Hanna, your best friend. Big chocolate cake in front of you that they insisted on getting because “you can have it for dessert for the next week and think about how much we love you”, and also because you love chocolate.
“Sorry. Am I late?” A voice behind you interrupts the end of the birthday song, your smile falling because you could recognize it anywhere, and the fact that he is here makes you panic.
“Oh, shit… ah…” Jungkook stumbles over his words, even comes close to knocking his drink. “Sorry. Hi.” He greets the guy and throws an apologetic look your way. “This is my friend Yoongi.”
“Oh, hi. I'm Hanna and didn't know we were waiting for someone, but good thing we got a big cake, uh?” she jokes and looks at you. She does that whenever you're around people and you don't talk, her way of making you feel included.
But right now you want to disappear. Birthday crown and all. Maybe take the cake too.
“Hi,” you say timidly, eyes on Jungkook instead.
“I…” he starts, remorseful look on his face as he explains, “invited Yoongi last week, didn't want to third wheel with you two.”
“Oh, that's fun! Well, you want to sit there or should I move?” Hanna proposes and you're about to say she should come to your side even if that means Jungkook has to stand up too, but Sug— Yoongi speaks faster.
“I’ll sit here. Is that okay?”
You only nod, scooting to your right to make space for him. To not be so close he notices how nervous he makes you just with his presence.
He smells nice. Fresh and woody at the same time, and is only overwhelming because is him. Because a lot of things about him are a mystery still and you are about to unlock them all right now.
“Those are cute,” Hanna says.
“Ah, yes. I… these are for you,” a bouquet is presented on your line of vision. Is not big nor too much, the perfect size to be a nice present and it lets you admire the flowers’ beauty. “Happy birthday.”
“You didn't have to.”
“You don't like it?” If you weren't so focused on your own nerves you'd have noticed the ones on his voice.
“I do.” You quickly say. It's cute. The lavender mixed with two types of white flowers you don't recognize but you love the look of, mostly the one that looks like little stars. “Is really pretty. Thank you.”
“I'll bring you a drink,” Jungkook says, and looking at him you know he needs one himself. You could actually kill him after this.
“Wait, where is the restroom?” Asks Hanna and your eyes lift from your present so fast your neck almost hurts, but she is quickly disappearing in the direction Jungkook points her to.
And that's what you get for keeping everything a secret from your best friend. Karma as its finest.
“Pff,” you breathe, sinking into your seat.
“I can go if you want me to,” Yoongi says softly at your side.
“What? No, no is—” you try to explain is not him. Nothing is wrong actually. Everything is perfect and you're totally not freaking out.
“You haven't looked my way,” does he sounds hurt? “Is alright. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, I just thought… I don't know. JK invited me weeks ago and then I found out who you were,” you cringe at that, knowing he most likely means when he listened to your audio. “I figured I'd take the chance and meet you.”
“Why? I mean. Don't you feel uncomfortable because of the…” finishing your sentence feels unnecessary and saying it at loud is embarrassing.
“The fact that you watch my videos?”
“I swear I only watched like three and I don't do that with all of them is just— Are you laughing?” Finally you turn to him, a smirk playing on his lips.
“Sorry, sorry. But is that supposed to make me feel better?”
You don't answer.
“Of course I don't mind.” He leans in, "If you sound that cute, I'll let you watch all of them for free.”
Breath caughts on your throat, looking at him with big round eyes. His face is right there and you try to take it all in. Clean shaved, jawline not too harsh and with soft features, crested moon shaped brown eyes, pink lips, and the way they curve up when he catches you staring at them.
“I don't want to go, but if you want me to, I'll do it.” he backs out, and somehow you can tell he is genuine.
“Stay.”
After dinner and some chatting, Jungkook offers to drive Hanna home and Yoongi takes you to his place. It’ss fancy, looks like taken out of a magazine and you tell him exactly that. He tells you if you want to judge his room too and with a laugh you tell him yes, because honestly, you're curious now.
You tell him it doesn't look too cozy and suggest investing in a nice blanket, he raises an eyebrow at you and finally you confess you're an interior designer by day. He tells you he is a music producer. And then you talk about how and why each of you decided to join OF and what kind of things you have discovered you like during that journey.
“Interesting,” he says when you confess you started following him because of a hand picture you saw somewhere else. He has been playing with your fingers while you lay on his bed, is relaxing and you don’t mind at all. “You said you were going to sue me, should I even be this close?”
“Oh my—” you pull away, covering your face. And he laughs. “Go away.”
“No, c'mon. It's cute.” He tries to turn your body to its side, but you don't give in. “Look at me, please.”
“No. I can't.”
“Why?”
“Because no.”
He laughs again, hand on your hip, “Baby, please?” Head shake is your answer, “I'm sorry. Should I confess something too?”
“Yes.”
“Let's see,” he props himself on his elbow, looking at you even if you are still covered. “I knew about you before the audio.”
“You did?”
“Well, Jungkook talks about you all the time and I was curious. I think it was the third time you guys collabed that I saw a picture and he mentioned your name on his page.”
“Which picture?” You ask, uncovering half your face to look at him, he smiles.
“The one with the books. You were holding one in front of you.”
You remember that. Like all your pictures with Jungkook, it was suggestive more than anything and in that one the pose made it look like you were touching yourself.
“And now I know what you sound like doing that,” he teases, “wonder if I'd be lucky enough to see it someday.”
“You've to stay subscribed and see,” is your turn to have fun.
“Should I make another instruction video for you?” or maybe not. And before you cover yourself again, he holds your wrist, bracelet digging a little on your skin but not enough to actually hurt. “Don't. Let me see you.”
“Yoongi…”
“Fuck. Don't say my name like that,” is only half joking, but he knows you can tell he wants you just as much. “Can I kiss you?”
You nod and his lips touch yours in a millisecond. They are soft, but his movements are quick, and soon his tongue is asking for permission to enter your mouth. With a moan, you granted happily and hungry to taste him.
His hand goes back to your waist, only resting before squishing it gently. Your own hand traveling to his nape and bringing him closer, your chests touching.
In need of air you break the kiss, and instead of stopping, his mouth keeps working down your jaw and neck, “ohh…” you try to breathe, throwing your head back just enough to give him space. It feels so good you don't want to stop.
And he doesn't. He continues until he reaches the fabric of your dress, covering your chest. He imagines your little gold collar he saw in some pictures. He thinks about buying you one on silver to match his own jewelry or buying a chain for himself the color of yours. Anything would do, he just wants you to be his and for people to know.
“W-wait,” your voice brings him back, and he stops immediately, “don't leave marks. At least not visible.”
“Okay, I can get creative.” A wink seals his promise and his hand moves to the buttons in the front of your dress, his lips following soon behind to attach themselves to the exposed skin. To your breast. He licks and kisses and when he reaches your nipple he flicks his tongue a few times.
That gets a good reaction from you, but he still asks “You like that?” because it does good to his ego and the mid-erection on his pants.
You nod between whimpers and can feel his laugh through his chest resting on your stomach, “is that enough?” You look at him, the lust on his eyes and his stupid smirk on his lips when he frees your abused skin from his mouth, leaving a bruise on your breast. “Is my tongue enough to make you cum, doll?”
And your pussy answers for herself. Legs impossibly close in search of some friction and, of course, Yoongi noticed.
“You need something?”
“P-please…”
“Tell me. I'll give you anything, baby.” His voice is raspy like on the videos you watch alone at night. Except is not through a screen and is actually directed to you. Is everything you wanted while touching yourself and for a second you wonder if it's really happening.
Running your hand through his hair you look at him, now lower on the bed and playing with the bottom of your dress while he waits for a sign between your folded legs, cheek against your thigh, letting you catch your breath.
“Yoongi?”
“Hmm?” his hand stops on your leg, heavy and warm.
“Touch me, please.”
And you don't have to tell him twice. His hands roam your body, while he leaves kisses here and there. Too desperate to finish unbuttoning it, the bottom of your dress gets pooled at your waist, revealing the lilac lingerie he saw a picture of the other day.
“So pretty,” he whispers, fingertips traising the embroidered details. It makes you shiver. “Fuck, I can see how wet you are.” His movements travel south to the patch over your entrance, and you respond just as he expects, moaning.
And before you can get used to that, his tongue is on you, flat over the wet and thin fabric. “Can't wait to taste you properly,” sounds a lot like a promise.
Biting your lip, you contemplate asking him to hurry, to give you anything. To get rid of all of your clothes yourself.
But he knows exactly how to drive you crazy.
Moving your panties to the side with the help of his left hand, the fingers on his right one make an appearance again. Collecting your wetness and using it to rub over your pussy, only applying little pressure at first. Moans echo throughout his room once again, louder and this time in the company of a couple groans from him when he finally pushes in.
“O-oh… oh my,”
“That's it. Let me hear your pretty sounds,” he encourages, letting you get used to the sensation before adding another one, his eyes on you the whole time. In the way you lick your lips before moaning, the way your hips move towards his hand asking to be fucked, the way your pussy wraps around his fingers.
“...more.” Is barely a whisper but he hears it, smiling at you.
“Want more? Is not enough?”
“Need you, please”
And how can he say no to you when you look at him that way. Like he is the only one that can give you what you need, how you want.
His head disappears between your legs, mouth watering at the thought. He can't even deny he was waiting for you to ask him to eat you out, he would do it in a second, whenever you want, because “oh, god, you taste so sweet.”
Feeling your legs closing he holds them back, pushing them against your torso with his free hand and squishing your soft skin just as tight as you are doing to his fingers. Thinking about how much force he would need to apply to leave a mark.
“F-fu… fuck. It, it feels so good, please.”
He is proud, lips curving lightly but without wanting to pull away to smile properly. His tongue laps at your entrance alongside his fingers, moving faster and faster, against that spot that makes your body tremble and makes the knot at the bottom of your abdomen want to scream.
“Please, please, please…”
And he knows what that means. Knows you're close and just need a little push, and he gives it to you in the form of a “Cum for me, baby.”
And you do. Head back and pussy tight around him, legs closing and hand pushing him away when his tongue keeps working, overstimulating and catching all that you give him.
“Oh… my…” you breath. Legs still shaking but feet finally on the mattress again.
He is standing at the end of his bed, one hand pushing his long hair back and the other unbuckling his belt, eyes on you while he takes you in. “Was that good?” He asks, you nod and he smiles matching yours. “Great. You deserve it.”
“You want some help with that?”
“What do you want?” Yoongi throws back, “You’re the birthday girl, after all.”
Worrying your bottom lip between your teeth, thoughts filled with ideas of the things you had wished to be able to do before, you watch him get rid of his jeans and boxers, his dick on full view for you. Only you. “Can I suck you off?”
Obviously, he can't say no, so he nods and you are quick to stand up, legs still feeling a bit weak after your orgasm, but it isn't a problem because as quick as your dress falls completely to the floor, you're kneeling in front of him, between his legs and hands on his tights.
You watch him stroke himself a couple times through gritted teeth, his other hand coming to cup your cheek as you get closer to his length. Saying you had been waiting for this wouldn't be an exaggeration, and without breaking eye contact you stick your tongue out, touching the blush tip slowly.
He sighed, as if he was, too, relieved at the contact. “So pretty.”
You push his hand away, taking his hardened length into your hand, only realizing then how big he actually is.
Tapping his dick on your tongue gets you a groan from him and you hum as you wrap your lips around the head, circling your tongue around it inside your mouth before letting go. He smiles at you, his chest moving fast as his breathing increases and his eyes are filled with lust. Your hand moves up and down when your mouth is not working, still wanting him to feel good.
Preparing yourself, you get closer again, taking more in and closing your eyes, adjusting to the girth.
“Fuck,” he moans, thumb softly stroking your face as his hand moves to the back of your neck when you imitate the previous movements of your hand, going up and down, taking more and more into your mouth. “Y-yeah, just like that.”
The encouragement helps the filling on your lower abdomen to build in again, pussy squeezing around nothing and moaning around his dick, making Yoongi clench his jaw, bucking his hip up, and letting his grip go only at the last second. He wants to fuck your mouth so bad. Only watching your lips around him is driving him crazy and you feel oh, so warm.
“So pretty, doll,” he compliments as you try to keep your eyes on him as much as possible, only closing them when he hits the back of your throat.
You come up, catching your breath as you let your hand do some more work. Collecting your spit and rubbing your thumb on his sensitive tip. He reacts just as you expect, groans and head tilted back slightly, with his hands on either side gripping the black sheets. And that gives you an idea.
“Can you…” eyes are on you immediately, but you wish they weren't because that makes you shy and is even more difficult to ask.
“Tell me, baby.” He pleads, “I'll give you anything, just ask.”
But is easier to show than tell, and your finger grab around one of his wrists, positioning his hand on the back of your head. “Just… hold it.”
“Fuck.” He has to inhale quickly before nodding, are you reading his mind? “tap my thigh if it gets too much, okay?”
A nod of your own, licking your lips before taking his dick in your mouth once again, the simple weight of his hand being enough to encourage you to take more in and staying there a bit longer before bobbing your head.
Yoongi alternates between letting you follow your own peace and holding you down for a few more seconds every once in a while, finally letting himself slam his hips more harshly against your mouth and the back of your throat. His moans fill the air as he pushes into you. “feels amazing… you take my cock so well.” You hum, making his hips fuck into you at the vibration, increasing the tension on his lower abdomen. “Such a good girl.”
“I could fuck your pretty mouth all night,” he goes on, looking down at you and all the mess you've created between his legs. “Oh f-fuck. What a beautiful sight.” opening your eyes makes the view even better, and he holds your head down, making you gag around his dick, “ah… ah…” he lets go, not wanting to come just yet.
And it might be the first time you see him and his beautiful dick in person, but SugaD’s last video is fresh on your mind, —how could it not after the anxiety of him finding out— so you remember he likes to hold back. And is hot. But he is right, is your birthday celebration and you don't want to play by his rules.
“Are you close?” the hoarseness in your voice is surprising for a second, but you don't have time to think about how it's most likely going to hurt tomorrow because he is fixing your hair behind your ears with a devious smile on his beautiful face.
“Want me to come in your pretty mouth?”
“No.” He raises an eyebrow at the quickness of your answer. “I have an idea.”
Standing up, your knees thank you, only realizing then you'll also have to deal with that later, being so in your head while giving head, the weight of having him in your mouth a priority, that you didn't even care until then.
You're back laying on his bed, pulling Yoongi to be in front of you, between your legs. “Is going to be embarrassingly fast if you ask me to fuck you right now.”
And for a second you consider it. Because he is not saying no and because he looks so good like this, hands reaching down to hold your waist and bring you closer to him down the bed. But you shake your head no. “You ruined my plans today,” feeling the need to justify your pervy desires you explain, “I was supposed to take pics today for my birthday post, so now you have to help.”
“You want me to take pictures of you?” also not saying no, just clarifying, and you can see in the lust of his gaze he likes the idea.
“I want you to do something first,” shyness invades again but looking down at his hardened length is enough to deliver the message, “and then take a picture. If you want.”
Yoongi is close to you again, bending down to kiss you with a “fuck yes, I want to.” His dick is resting over your pelvis, and you can't help the involuntary thrust your own body does. It feels heavy, and warm, and just so perfect. And when he thrust his hips, frotting against yours, you can't take it.
“Y-yoongi,” and he does it again and again, and soon you're cumming by just the feeling and the thought of how would it be to be actually fucked by him, how much would he reach inside you, making you feel so full and “Ohhh… oh”
He holds you and kisses down your neck as you come down your high a second time, before kneeling once more at the end of the bed. “You look so fucking precious, baby,” he notes, hand wrapping around his dick once more.
“You look great too,” you offer, bitting your lip before letting honesty take over shyness, “I finally get to see you.”
“You been thinking about it?” He knows exactly what you mean. The reason he cuts it off his videos isn't just for privacy, is to give people something to wish for, to yearn.
You nod.
“Baby wants to see me cum?” Another nod, lost for words, but he is not having it. “Tell me.”
“Yoongi…”
“C'mon, baby. Tell me,” he taps his dick over your clothed pussy. Once, twice. Making your body jump at each touch. He teases the tip over your over-sensitive area and then taps again. Honestly, is hard to tell if he is teasing you or himself, but either works.
“I-I want to see you, please.”
His wrist moves in a faster rhythm, his other hand resting on your leg because he just needs to touch you. “Yeah? I'm going to cum,” he pants, “and you're going to show people how gorgeous you look covered on it.”
You really don't know how much he loves the idea of that, how much he wants to show the world you let him ruin you, how you whisper “please, please,” as he finishes, head thrown back and your name escaping his lips on a moan, shooting white over your naked stomach.
But you can imagine, his victory smile gives him away. And the way he keeps complimenting you all the while grabbing his phone and snapping picture after picture just confirms it.
But you can judge Yoongi too harshly, it does something to you as well. It helps your confidence and a proud smile matches his as he tells you people are going to hate him if you really post this on your page. And that newfound confidence tells you is going to be the first time you click upload without second-guessing yourself.
[ afterhours(y/n):
Thank you for the birthday wishes!
I indeed got a nice present, don't you think?
[ picture ]
]
[ SugaD:
Unbelievable 😻
Can we do something for my birthday too? ]
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The Escort - Seolhyun
Seolhyun has always been one of those "it" girls—she was everywhere, on commercials, billboards, posters, cutouts. Women wanted the clothes she wore, wanted the makeup she used, wished they had her figure, an idol in every sense of the word. Men wanted her, to be around her—in front of, behind, under, above, you name a position, someone would want her in that position. To any outsider looking in Seolhyun had it all—the looks, the figure, the commercials, the success, and a lucky lover, surely.
Surely.
But no, Seolhyun lacked that very last thing—someone who could satisfy her most surely. She didn't need a lucky lover, she needed a professional one. Which is why you are knocking on her door at night.
"Come in. Are you the umm— umm..." Cutely she stammers, and you save her the awkwardness.
"That is correct, I'm your male escort from the agency, very nice to meet you." You had seen her photos of course, and her commercials—it was hard not to, she is everywhere.
"Right. So how does this work?"
"This is your first time with us, I believe? Please specify what you would like, and I'll do my best to make it happen. At the end you can decide if you want to continue with me going forward."
"What happens then?"
"From then on you can message me a time, place, and duration, along with what you would like to do, and I'll quote you a price. If we agree on a price then it'll happen as you wish."
"And what if I don't want to continue with you after today?"
"No problem of course, please make a second request with the agency and they will send someone else different and you can see if they are more suitable for you."
"Right, and no one will know about this?"
"Yes, being discreet is part of the job description. The agency is just the middleman for the initial transaction, after that everything is between the two of us."
Seolhyun nods in understanding, slightly relaxing on her sofa. She had wanted this, yet still she is nervous, that you somehow leak it to the media. At least for now, your answer is good enough.
"Okay, so, I just tell you what I want now, and you'll do it?"
"Correct."
"Mmm, okay then, make me cum in 5 minutes."
"Got it, can you show that you're clean? And when does the timer start, when you get naked?" Little did Seolhyun know, you're laying a trap for her, just a trick of the trade.
"Sure, one second, and yes let's go with that." She gives it little thought, focusing on your first request. Perfect. She presents her test results, and courteously you present your own clean bill of health.
"Thank you, do you foresee yourself having other partners should you continue with my services?"
"Umm, no, I don't think so?"
"Okay, should you have other partners please do a check up before we meet, and I will do the same should I have other customers. It's best for both of us." Seolhyun nods in agreement.
"What about condoms, will you have them prepared?"
"They are not needed, I have taken precautions on my end to prevent any accidents and test my sperm count regularly, I can provide the most recent results should you want them. Of course, if you prefer I use condoms I can accommodate any preference you have, ribbed, flavored, stuff like that."
"Oh, umm, no, that's okay, but please send me the test results." You agree and make a mental note to do it after tonight. Seolhyun turns red as her mind wanders a little. "So do you... finish inside generally?"
"No, only if the customer specifically asks for it, either in the request or during the session. It helps with clean up if I finish outside."
"Oh, makes sense I guess." Seolhyun doesn't say anything more, so you prod her a little.
"Shall we begin then?"
"Oh! Yes, your 5 minutes starts—"
"Ah, but we agreed that it starts when you're naked. There's no rush. Now, if I may." You sit down next to Seolhyun on the couch before swiftly sweeping her into your lap sideways. "I would like to get to know you better first."
Seolhyun gasps at your forward act, your hand already comfortably around her lower back and hips while the other runs down her long legs. She wonders if you notice the shiver going up her body—how long has it been since she's been with someone that doesn't rush into things?
"What's there to know?"
"Everything. I'm sure you've heard this before, but you're a bombshell Miss Seolhyun—"
"Seolhyun will do."
"Of course. As I was saying, you're a bombshell Seolhyun, and consider me a bomb expert." Your breath is warm, husky in her ear. Your hands are not idle as you roam her clothed body—the hand on her legs trails up to her honey thighs, stopping just short of where her shorts ended. "I like to know what makes you tick, how you are wired, where the current flows." The other hand moves up her back, dawdling briefly where a bra strap would be before continuing to gently massage her neck, and Seolhyun coos at the firm touch. "Like in the movies, it's all about the wires you know? Which ones to cut—" You slip a finger under the strap of her spaghetti top, carelessly pulling it off her shoulder. "And which ones to pull." She lets out a surprised squeak as you firmly tug on her hair—the slight sting sends a thrill straight down her spine. As she squirms in place she feels your hardened length right beneath her, only a small distance away from her own need—professional as you are, you're still only human, especially when Seolhyun's in your lap, letting you feel every curve of her.
"What happens after you understand the bomb?" She warms up in your lap, and you see the flush rising in her cheeks.
"Oh that's just part one. There are also buttons to push—" Daringly you cup a breast, firmly pushing on the stiff nub you feel. You smirk at the soft moan she lets out. "It is important to know the right sequence of buttons to press. And those are just the obvious ones, some are more... Hidden." Your hand dives down her body, past her smooth stomach, and Seolhyun tenses, expecting you to touch her clit—she's all of a sudden keenly aware of how aroused she is, of how wet she's gotten. But no, you pull away at the last moment.
"Wait—" Seolhyun opens her mouth to speak up, and you take the opportunity to kiss her, plunging your tongue past her lips. Instantly you're hugging her tightly, squeezing her into your body as you twist and dance with her tongue. Your expression of passion stuns and dizzies Seolhyun even further, skyrocketing her raw desire. You have her melting in your arms, and she whines when you pull back.
"Yes, let's wait on that." You return to kissing Seolhyun, but this time you are more controlled, merely pressing your lips to hers, occasionally sucking her lower lip, very rarely dipping your tongue into her even as she licks yours, trying to entice you back. Her hands are tense on your arms, both to hold herself together and to keep you close, her nails lightly scratching you. As you distract her with the kiss your fingers dance across her body, finding her weak spots, noting where her breath hitches, where her nails scratch you a little deeper, where she starts to tremble, where she starts to squirm, and where she starts to moan. By the time you are satisfied with your initial exploration Seolhyun's eyes are unfocused and staring past you, at the orgasm that's so close at hand.
"Now I would like to see you explode." She doesn't even register your words, for at the same time you whisper to her you press a single finger on her pussy, made all the easier to pinpoint by the wetness on her shorts. Seolhyun screams into your shoulder at the sudden pressure and detonates. She bucks vigorously against your finger, smearing it with all the slick that's soaking through her clothes. Her lithe figure twitches and jerks against you, her legs trapping your hand between them.
"Oh my god, oh fuck!" You keep the pressure on her slit, and her violent bucking makes you rub her clit with your drenched finger, extending her wild climax. Her feet slam into couch as she tries to thrust even harder against your finger, begging you to just apply a bit more force, to plunge through her layers of fabric and penetrate her. But you would not give her that satisfaction this early, not tonight. With practiced judgment you lift the pressure immediately, and Seolhyun sinks back into your lap. She whimpers as you reward her with more gentle swipes of your finger, bringing her right up to, but not past, the point of overstimulation. You move slower and slower, and Seolhyun comes back down, opening her eyes, now focused and surprised—you just gave her one of her more intense orgasms without even taking off a single piece of clothing.
"What did you just do, wow..."
"Just getting to know you better." Seolhyun blushes as you remove the finger from between her legs—there is a long trail of juice that clings on to your digit, not unlike how she's clinging to you right now, and only with a shake do you break the stubborn link. "I hope you found that acceptable."
"I umm, yes." Seolhyun finds herself dumped unceremoniously on the sofa as you stand up.
"Excellent, I look forward to working with you."
"Wait, what about you?" Her gaze goes to your erection, still very much visible through your pants. You haven't fucked me yet! you can read Seolhyun's thoughts on her face.
"That is not a problem, it will go down shortly." You say smoothly, wanting to lock in a following appointment.
"But—" I want you to fuck me! Seolhyun can't bring herself to say it that bluntly, but the redness on her cheeks lays her thoughts bare.
"I look forward to your message." You let yourself out, leaving your new customer stunned and needy.
Seolhyun processes what just happened as she remains dumbly on the couch. Now she knows you're a real professional, making her feel so good yet leaving her hanging—you won't give her real satisfaction until you've made some money off her. And you will, Seolhyun's already hooked, already planning when she can have you come over next. She quickly decides on a time and place, but first...
"Oh fuck yes..." she groans in relief as she plunges two fingers down her shorts and into her pussy—if only you had pushed your finger in! Somehow it feels even better than usual, Seolhyun covers her mouth as she humps her own hand, huffing and groaning. She's already imagining her session with you, how she wants you—between her legs, eating her out, your tongue dipping in and out of her like you did in her mouth earlier, oh god that would feel so good! And then she's thinking about how she wants you to take her, in what positions—she liked missionary, would you think that is too vanilla? Bent over maybe, or on her side? You felt big earlier, now she's wondering how deep and—
"Mmmm!" All of the images in her head are wiped out as Seolhyun brings herself to another orgasm. Her legs go taut, her teeth nipping at the back of her hand, but that's it, it doesn't compare. She groans and murmurs as she comes down quickly, the peak way smaller than the one she had with you, barely enough to satiate her for now...
You smile when you see Seolhyun's message later that night, and you respond to her accordingly.
*Session #: 2*
*Location: Hyatt Seoul*
*Time: Friday at 10 pm*
*Duration: Overnight*
*Request: Vanilla*
*Price: 1,000,000 Won*
You knock on the door, and you are greeted by Seolhyun, still concealing her identity with sunglasses and a mask.
"Hello, just arrived?" you ask, noting her long jacket still hanging on her shoulders.
"Yes, you're on time, I was hoping to have time to prepare."
"Of course, you pay for my time, so I have to make sure you get the full night with me." She shivers at the thought—a full night with you!
"Please take as much time as you need to prepare, can I take your jacket?" Seolhyun shrugs off her coat, and you take it for her as she brings her overnight bag into the bathroom. Seolhyun takes a deep breath as she opens it—a set of clothes for tomorrow, her makeup pouch, and at the very bottom, a set of lace lingerie for tonight. Part of her wants to impress you, to make you want her beyond the paycheck you get from her, but then she thinks about your job—surely you've had other sexier, more experienced customers? Would she compare, could she compare? After a quick shower she looks at her own naked body in the mirror and though she is very much in shape, Seolhyun is suddenly self-conscious—should she have shaved down there, did you have a preference? I should have asked! Chiding herself and feeling inexperienced, she redoes her make up and throws on a robe.
"Would you like to shower?"
"Oh, no thank you, I showered right before coming here." Of course you did, you were the professional! Seolhyun chides herself once more. Not sure about how to start the night, she opens her robe and sits on the bed, partially revealing the lingerie to you.
"That's very nice Seolhyun, you look good in it." She blushes at your compliment, almost embarrassed at her own reaction, why is she being such a pushover?
"Thanks, umm, how do you want to do it?"
"That's up to you, you mentioned vanilla, so whatever you consider vanilla."
"Oh," her mind works overtime, suddenly unable to remember all the other times she's had sex. "I guess you on top, some foreplay, and then we can do it?"
"That sounds good to me." Seolhyun's eyes rake and rove over you as you undo your tie and unbutton your shirt, and she's unconsciously rubbing her neck and biting her lip as you lose your pants, joining her on the bed in only your boxers. You carelessly brush her robe off, and soon her slender body is pressed against yours, thighs spread with a light tap from your knees—god Seolhyun is ready to be fucked. But she wanted foreplay, so you revisit the spots that had her squirming last time, much to the same effect.
"W-Wait, I have a request!" Seolhyun gasps as you nip at her neck, very aware of her lace panties being ruined by her own fluids.
"Of course, what is it?"
"Make me cum harder than last time, think you can do it?" she tries to sound challenging, but she already knows that's too easy for you. At this rate she will cum harder than last time even without you doing anything special.
"As you wish," you take it up a notch, your fingers gripping her more tightly. "I was planning to anyways." You overwhelm Seolhyun with a flurry of kisses and firm touches, pushing her bra up and directly squeezing her chest. She tries to reach around to take it off, but you've pinned her fully onto the bed, she might as well have been tied down and— Oh fuck that would be good too! Seolhyun whimpers as the thought runs through her head.
"Something wrong?" You stop immediately, misinterpreting her vocalizations.
"T-The bra." Her stiff nipples brush against your chest as you hug her tighter and reach behind and pull the thin piece of fabric off her. You return to assaulting her senses, managing to shimmy your boxers off as she squirms beneath you. You use one hand to keep her distracted, squeezing handfuls of her breasts, while the other reaches for her lace panties and pulls them to the side. Without a word you push into Seolhyun, drawing a surprised squeal from her. You had wrongfooted her once again—she expected some fingerplay, but you had correctly judged her readiness, and so the first stimulation of her pussy is your penetration.
"Oh fuck, oh yes!" You sit back on your heels and place your hands around her midriff, lifting her hips and keeping them where you wanted. Seolhyun's back makes a nice arc as you fuck her with shallow upward thrusts, the angle allowing you to find her g-spot and push it relentlessly.
"Right there, don't stop, please don't stop!" You tug Seolhyun over and over on your cock, making sure to prod her sweet spot with your tip every time, and in short order her toes are curling, fingers digging into the sheets as she climaxes strongly. She never stood a chance, overwhelmed from the moment she was on the bed, and her walls spasm around you violently. It requires a lot of your self-control to not just bury yourself fully in Seolhyun, but you save that for later and continue fucking her with partial thrusts.
"Nnngh yes! Fuck me!" Seolhyun moans huskily as you bring her to another peak, her slick streaming down your shaft at this point. She thrashes on the bed, only held together by your hands around her twitching tummy. Eventually the jerking subsides, and Seolhyun goes slack.
"Fuck that was great—" You take her by surprise once more and push her hips down to the bed. Swiftly you get on top of her again, and this time you plunge fully into Seolhyun. Her wide eyes roll into her head—after being fucked with shallow thrusts and contracting around only part of your shaft, your deep thrust seems to fuck all the breath out of her.
No! The thought leaves her lips as only a wispy gasp as she feels impossibly stretched, your cock seemingly thicker and longer than anything she's had. You grind and roll your hips, making sure her walls get properly pushed wide open, even as they try to contract around you—Seolhyun's rolling into another orgasm.
"Fuckohmygodcummingagain!" she says all that with a half-breath, the rest of it reserved for a scream as you pull back and slam into her roughly. Seolhyun's never had so strong or so many orgasms back to back, and all she can do is scream her pleasure as you proceed to fulfill her request with every climax you bring her to...
"God yes yes yes!" This is when you started kissing her to silence her screams.
"Nnngh.... fuck!" This is when she felt you knocking at the entrance to her womb, triggering more orgasms. Seolhyun tries to wrap her legs around you, either to keep you from getting that deep, or to have you cum in her, but she's already too weak to do so properly.
"Mmm!" This is when you started grinding your hips against hers again, making sure you brushed against her clit on every thrust, and Seolhyun's reduced to a writhing and melting hot body. As you reach your limit you pull out, and with perfect timing you spill your load between her legs and on her toned midriff.
Request satisfied.
You take a deep breath to compose yourself; Seolhyun requires multiple, her eyes still closed, makeup lightly smeared.
"Sorry about that, Seolhyun." Are the first words she hears when she opens her eyes, and she is thoroughly confused. Did she hear you wrong?
"What do you mean?"
"Your panties are stained with my release, my apologies." That was what you were apologizing for?
"It's okay, I already ruined them anyways," Seolhyun mutters as she pulls off the lace cumrag. You're already handing her tissues as she looks to clean up. "W-What now?" she wonders aloud, looking to you.
"It'll take me about 15 minutes to be ready to go again, I can pleasure you in the meantime while we wait."
"N-No, it's okay, take your time." Her legs close together to reinforce the fact. "Let's take a breather." Seolhyun goes to the bathroom again, collecting herself as she wipes her thighs—they were shiny with her slick, she'd never seen anything like it, like she had squirted. Did she squirt? She groans as she looks herself in the mirror and tries to fix her messy makeup, should she even bother? Just a brief touch up then.
"So what else do customers ask you to do on an overnight stay?" Seolhyun asks as she exits the bathroom.
"Could be anything, they come up with stuff on the fly like you did, or they have a list of positions they want to try, some have even shown me porn to highlight what scenes they want."
"Do they just tell you to do what you want?"
"Rarely, that's not what I'm here for, after all." Seolhyun's brow is furrowed as she tries to come up with what to do next—she had assumed it'd just be straight fucking, but hearing your answer now she wanted it to be at least somewhat interesting, not just milquetoast bed play... Maybe that’s it? Don’t do it on the bed?
"There's no rush to come up with something, here have some water, I feel like you need it." You smirk, and Seolhyun's eyes dart to the wet spot on the bed. Wow, she did squirt. She watches you drink your water, and she slowly pieces together something she thought was interesting, something that would be different.
"Okay, I think I know what I want you to do next."
"Excellent, what will it be?"
"I want you to fuck me on every surface in the room." There, surely that's something you don't do every time?
"Understood." Seolhyun can't read your expression, or rather, she doesn't get to as you carry her and place her on the desk. "Shall we begin?"
The night becomes a hedonic blur for Seolhyun as you fuck her on every flat surface there is. And as she drowsily wakes up the next morning, the previous night comes back in fragments.
She remembers the desk, her hands knocking the lamp to the ground.
"I got you." Your husky whisper is vivid in her memory as you pushed her against the door, your hands supporting her as the door rattled loudly in her ears. She rode you on the sofa at some point, or was that on the loveseat?
"No, wait, that's too risky!" You press her against the glass window of the hotel room, curtains drawn open for all to see, but at her request you turn her around, and Seolhyun's ass is laid bare for anyone who cared to look up as you pounded her into the window.
"The TV!" Seolhyun gasps as her back hits it, nearly tipping it over. You settle for bending her over the console.
Her last coherent memory is of her clinging on to you, makeup completely ruined as she realizes you intended to fuck her on every surface in the suite. Going by the soreness in her body you did do just that. She pushes herself off the bed, to find you already fully dressed, taking a sip of coffee.
"Good morning, I made you a cup as well."
"Thanks, are you leaving now?"
"Yes."
"Okay, one second..." Seolhyun fumbles for her phone, and a minute later you receive a payment notification.
"Thank you, I'll leave you be. Until next time then." You bow slightly and let yourself out, leaving Seolhyun satisfied but already planning the next time to meet you—she's hopelessly addicted.
*Session #: 7*
*Location: A backstreet in Seoul*
*Time: Saturday at 11 pm*
*Duration: 15 minutes*
*Request: Quickie, but dress formally!*
*Price: 200,000 Won*
"I don't get why it's so expensive," Seolhyun mumbles as you join her in the backalley.
"Because you gave me no notice, and you had me dress up," you reply as you take in her outfit, a sleek red dress that showed off her figure nicely.
"Everyone's here for the award show, you'd stand out too much if you didn't dress properly!" She tries to take off her dress, but can't do it without dirtying it and drawing suspicion.
"Here, please take off your panties and hand them to me." Seolhyun does as you say, and you pocket them for safekeeping. "Allow me." You lift her left leg, hooking her knee with an arm. It gives you just enough to work with, and you pull the dress along the slit to expose her own slit. Your own pants are already at your knees, and holding her steady you plunge into her.
"N-No marks!" Seolhyun reminds you, her bare shoulders and collarbones exposed to the night.
"Of course." You bury your face in her neck—from the street side of the alley the two of you looked like lovers making out, but from the dead end of the alley it is clear what is going on, with Seolhyun's leg lifted and propped open for easy access.
"Oh, oh fuck yes..." Seolhyun gasps into the night sky, the thrill of being fucked in public and the need to get fucked right now hitting her harder than the wall behind. You pull her into your thrusts to not slam her into the rough wall, and it pays off as Seolhyun marks your neck with a nip and a muffled shout. You pull out with a groan and shoot your load on the ground, barely missing her heels.
"Can you stand?"
"Hm? Oh, yes I think so." Holding her close you slowly let her leg down, and Seolhyun leans on you to maintain stability. Seolhyun pings you the payment as you put on your pants, and she's already walking towards the street, eager to get back before people notice that she's gone missing.
"Seolhyun!" you hiss as loud as you can without shouting. "Your underwear!" You point to your pocket for emphasis. You can't make out what she mouths back, but her actions make it clear as she walks away from you.
Keep it.
*Session #: 10*
*Location: Seolhyun's place*
*Time: Friday at 9 pm*
*Duration: 1 hour*
*Request: Submissive*
*Price: 200,000 Won*
"I would like to be on top." Seolhyun tells you as you get naked.
"Of course, and what would you like me to call you?"
"What do you mean?"
"As a sub I wouldn't be using your name, perhaps something like ma'am or mommy?"
"Definitely not mommy, try ma'am?"
"Of course ma'am." Seolhyun shakes her head.
"No, not that, sounds too old, what about mistress?"
"Yes, Mistress Seolhyun." She likes the sound of that, taking off her t-shirt and straddling you.
"Do you want me?"
"Yes mistress, I want you so much."
"How much?" She grabs your clothed shaft, stroking you slowly, her fingertips dragging over your tip.
"So much!" Seolhyun doesn't let up, making sure you've stained your boxers with precum. She wants to hear you whine and beg. "There's nothing I want to do more than to have you ride me mistress, please ride me!" A tingle goes through her body—she's going to fully indulge herself. Seolhyun throws off her own clothes, moving up your body, to your cock, and then past it.
"Open up." Her knees sink into the bed by your head, and your lips part just as she spreads her own lips for you. The taste of Seolhyun is on your tongue as she drops her hips on your face. Back and forth she grinds her pussy on your face, and you match her movement, pressing your tongue flat on her slit for maximum friction.
"You're doing so good, lover boy..." Seolhyun braces herself on the headboard, humping you like she would hump a pillow. You manage a groan in response to her praise, and it just makes her ride you harder. You look up to see Seolhyun thoroughly enjoying herself, eyes closed, breasts dangling deliciously and rocking in rhythm with her humping. "Eat my pussy, make your mistress cum."
"Mmkay." Seolhyun gasps at your hands suddenly on her ass, squeezing and pulling her down deeper on you. She feels your tongue push in, and you writhe it powerfully inside her, just as Seolhyun begins to writhe as well. She can’t believe you let her do this, sure she’s paying to sit on you, but still! Rarely do her lovers eat her out or even consider it, but here you are, pulling her down on your face, enthusiastic, eager, and skilled.
Oh so fucking skilled! Your tongue seems to swirl around her clit, and the knot in her core gets even tighter.
"Ah... oh my god, I'm going to cum on your tongue!" Her movements become more wild, and a hand goes to your hair, tugging on it urgently. You drift a finger between her cheeks, and even after multiple sessions you still manage to surprise her and help Seolhyun discover more about of herself.
"What, nngh!" She yelps as you rub a circle around her ring, and with a wail she cums on your tongue. You drink her in greedily before she relaxes, small jolts still going through her. Seolhyun slithers down your body and grabs your shaft.
"Do you want to be in your mistress?"
"Yes, please mistress, sit on my cock."
"You don't sound like you really want me on your cock," Seolhyun teases. You lay it on a little thicker, after all she is paying you to do it.
"No I really do mistress, you have the tightest pussy ever, I want to be in it all day if I could. Please let me be in your pussy? I want to feel you wet and tight around me!" It meets Seolhyun's standards, and with a smile she drops herself on you. Seolhyun has to bite her lip to keep from moaning right away—you felt amazing, but she's the dom tonight, she couldn't give the game up just yet.
"H-How does it feel?"
"Better than I thought possible mistress, if you move right away I might just cum, please don't move!" Gently Seolhyun taps your cheek, but you "wince" as if you were slapped.
"No no no, no cumming until I say you do."
"Yes of course, I'll do my best."
"Good boy." Seolhyun captures your lips hungrily, and her hips begin to move up and down. "Good big boy, fuck that's good." You watch her tits bounce some more, and you reach for one, making her moan out loud as you take it in your mouth, teeth lightly grazing her nipple. She slows down her bouncing, and you take advantage of it to play with her chest more, squeezing and tugging what you could before Seolhyun pulls your head back.
"I'm so close, I want you to cum with me okay? Inside me."
"Yes mistress."
Seolhyun returns to kissing you passionately, and she loses herself in the act.
"Say you love me."
"I love you mistress!"
"No! Use my name."
"I love you Seolhyun!" A spike of arousal goes through her, and it all rushes to her head.
"More, keep saying it, please!"
You hug her close, repeating the phrase over and over as Seolhyun rides you more wildly. She begins to murmur her own phrase in return.
"Cum for me, I love you, please cum for me..." Seolhyun's mind is spinning, but she's waiting for you to send her careening off the edge. Her walls clenches around you in time with your throbbing, and it gets faster and faster until you moan softly into her ear, and your hot load all inside her triggers her own climax. Her vision goes white just as her pussy does, and she doesn't hear her own wail of "I love you!" She clings to you hungrily, eager to milk your every drop. Seolhyun purrs happily into your neck as she comes down from her high, and she doesn't see your furrowed brow.
"I think we will have to stop this relationship, Miss Kim." Your words hit her like a ton of bricks, and her mood sinks to the bottom of the harbor like you've tied them to her heart. Miss Kim? She has to find a chair to steady herself against.
"What? Why?"
"I get the impression that you have grown... attached to me, independent of my services. While I do appreciate it as it shows my good work, I believe it is unhealthy to you for us to continue." You finish getting dressed, and you make for the door.
"W-What, why does that matter? If, if someone's addicted to your cock you're going to cut them off? I'll keep paying you!"
"You wanted me to say I love you, you said you loved me when you came, that's not just addiction, that's obsession. You don't know me outside of these sessions." Your grip tightens on the handle.
"So what? I'm sure you're a nice guy! Wait, is this because you have a girlfriend?" That has to be it, right? Seolhyun thinks to herself, trying to reason her way out of it.
"No, this job doesn't allow me to have a girlfriend."
"I-I'll be your girlfriend then! We're compatible in the bedroom, that's a start right?" Seolhyun blushes as she says it—she can't believe she's just throwing herself at you, and yet... she really wanted you!
"I'm physically compatible with everyone, it's my job to be," you state witheringly, does she not get it?
"Fine, either way I don't mind your job."
"Many have said that, it doesn't last beyond the first time I have to cancel or reschedule a date because of a job."
"I don't care!"
"You do, you just don't know it yet." You were done with this conversation. "You are not the first one to feel like this Miss Kim, and I believe this is for the best. I'm a professional fucker, you pay me to fuck, not to be your boyfriend. There are other options if you want that instead, on a dating app, for a start." You push on the handle.
"Wait, how do you know how I feel? I don't actually like you, that's just part of the roleplay!"
"It didn't sound like it."
"What if I say you're wrong?"
"In my experience I don't think so."
"Oh, so now you're a professional at reading emotions, you can tell what I was feeling? I thought you were just a professional fucker." Seolhyun fires back with as much disdain as she could, and you don't have a good answer to that—your other customers would accept your explanation, and you would leave before they could protest otherwise.
"I... That's fair."
"Hah! What if we continue, and if I do anything of that sort again on a session you can stop, and I won't fight it." You ponder for a moment before sighing in defeat.
"Okay, I'll hold you to that Miss Kim."
"Deal, and can't you at least call me Seolhyun? Miss Kim sounds so cold." Seolhyun turns up the charm and aegyo now that she's got her way.
"Of course, my apologies, I'll see you next time then Seolhyun." She lets you out, resisting the urge to give you a goodbye kiss. Now her mind is spinning for a whole different reason—how could she make you see her way, or could she make you fall in love with her? In the meantime she just needed to keep her feelings hidden, even as you would be fucking her, making her climax. It is a tough ask, but eventually Seolhyun arrives at a simple conclusion—she just had to cum hard enough to not even be able to talk, and you would never find out.
*Session #: 11*
*Location: Love hotel*
*Time: Friday at 10 pm*
*Duration: 3 hours*
*Request: Pet play*
*Price: 400,000 Won*
*Clarification: Who is playing the pet?*
*Response: Seolhyun*
You arrive at the chosen love hotel—Seolhyun had picked well, a high-end one that you're not unfamiliar with. You go to the room directly and knock.
"Come in!" This time you're surprised to see Seolhyun all dressed up and ready to go—a frilly purple outfit contrasting the cute little cat ears on top.
"You're early," you comment, surprised and impressed at her readiness.
"No, I just made sure you came by later."
"I appreciate it. Looks like you prepared for this?"
"Yes, I just... need you to put this on for me." Seolhyun blushes as you disappear behind her, a gentle hand brushing her hair aside. A shiver runs through her as you stroke down her neck, admiring her smooth skin. Seolhyun tenses and holds her breath as you bring the leather collar around her neck, fastening it just tight enough and letting it jingle as you release it.
"Thank you... Master."
"Of course, my lovely pet. I'm thirsty, could you get me water?" Seolhyun immediately obeys, pouring a glass for you and handing it to you. She freezes as you stare through her. "Kneel." She drops to her knees, presenting the glass to you subserviently.
"Here master."
"Thank you, good kitten." You rub her fake ears first, before petting her head and running your finger along her real ear. Seolhyun gasps and moans at the firm pressure on her lobe—why does even that feel good with you? You finish the glass of water and hand her the empty glass, and Seolhyun learns quickly—she places the glass on the table before returning to your side, kneeling and awaiting your next order. You hold out a hand.
"Hand." She looks at you questioningly, and you repeat the motion.
"Paw." Seolhyun gets it this time, placing a hand in yours. You run a thumb over the back of her hand, and you rub her cheek, as if rewarding her. She leans into your touch, nuzzling the hand on her face.
"Breast." Seolhyun blushes, but obediently she shuffles closer to you, placing a tit on your hand. Softly she moans as you squeeze one breast, and then the other as you order her to place it in your hand. You rub her head, lightly scratching the top of her scalp, and a numbing, fuzzy, feeling goes straight to Seolhyun's core, spiking her arousal—she didn't have to think, she could leave everything to you.
"Very good kitten, no bra?"
"No master."
"Panties?"
"No panties, master."
"I will check that. Pussy!" Seolhyun stands up and spreads her legs, lowering herself on to your hand. The warm wetness of her heat dampens your palm, and her thighs shake as you rub your hand back and forth. Seolhyun moans as you feel something you were not expecting, and her eyes falter at your gaze, but you'll pursue that later. "Very good, my pet."
"Thank you master."
"Take off my clothes, pet." Seolhyun hurries to comply, two hands urgently unbuttoning your shirt, biting her lip as she strips you. "Use your mouth for my boxers." You hold the band of your underwear for her, and obediently she takes it between her teeth. As she pulls it down your erection pops free—her eyes widen in surprise, and it knocks her in the cheek, but she doesn't let go, and successfully she leaves you naked. Without asking she takes you in her mouth, and Seolhyun yelps as you pull her back firmly.
"You're a cat, cats don't suck, they lick."
"Of course, I'm so sorry master."
"Get to it!" She starts off tentatively, holding your cock in her hands and licking the head, gauging your reaction. You reward her with a scritch on the head, and Seolhyun gets more into it, eventually manipulating your shaft as needed, eager to get her saliva on every inch of your cock. She licks you from base to tip, and you smear her face all over with her own drool. She cups your balls, and with your signal she starts licking them too, grooming them like a good kitten would.
"Take off your top and use your tits." Seolhyun throws away her top in a flash, and soon your shaft is trapped in her cleavage, her hands squeezing her breasts together and moving up and down.
"Like this master?"
"Yes, very good, good kitten, go faster." The drool on your shaft gives her chest a nice sheen, and as she moves faster in the growingly warm hotel room Seolhyun's sweat adds to the erotic view. Without warning you cum, spurting your load over her face and neck. Seolhyun gasps, and some of it enters her mouth too—it just makes her wetter down below.
"Was that good master?"
"Mmhmm, but you look like a mess, clean yourself!"
"I'm sorry master!" Seolhyun searches for tissues, but you grab her offending hand and stop her.
"How does a kitten clean herself?" she hesitates for a moment before wiping the cum off with her hand. Tentatively she then licks your cum clean from her own hand, and with an approving nod she repeats the action several times as your load is mostly wiped from her face.
"Good cat." You gather the little bit she has missed on a finger and hold it out—Seolhyun licks it clean greedily. Her head is fuzzy with arousal, and her now free hands drift between her legs, lightly rubbing herself—she whimpers, and a little bit of slick drips from her fingers on to the floor. It doesn't go unnoticed.
"Does my little kitten need to get off?"
"Yes, please master!"
"You've been a good pet, take off your skirt." Seolhyun stands up and slides them down her long legs, and as she kicks them aside shakily you see something that confirms your suspicions. "Turn around pet." Seolhyun blushes and turns around, revealing the little furry tail she had on her.
"I didn't know my pet had such a nice tail." You tease her with the double entendre, slapping her ass and sending a jolt of pleasure through the butt plug.
"Ah! Thank you master."
"Hold still." Seolhyun hands turn into fists as you play with the tail, gently stroking it like you would a cat's tail. This is her first time with a plug, and she squirms at the foreign but pleasurable sensation.
"Mmm!" She clenches around the toy as you pull harder, as if trying to yank the tail off, but at the last moment you push it back in, and Seolhyun can't help but let out a loud moan. A string of juice falls from her slick slit, pooling on the floor under her. Her thighs jiggle and quiver as you repeat the motion, and Seolhyun feels her legs go weak—she's dangerously close to cumming from anal stimulation alone, something she never knew about herself until now, something she never even considered until you touched her ass last time.
"P-Please master, I'm going to cum."
"I didn't give you permission to. In my lap pet." Seolhyun straddles you, kneeling on the bed as her arms wrap around your neck intimately—until she remembers the conditions of your deal, and she settles for placing her hands on your shoulders instead. "Don't cum until I tell you to."
The next few minutes are delicious torture for Seolhyun. Your hands draw circles on her smooth cheeks, and each squeeze of her ass just makes the plug shift inside her. She braces for the pleasure as you lean in to suck on her breasts once more, but that brace is broken as you slap her butt sharply.
"Ahh! M-Master!" Her ass ripples against your hand as you plant it on her ass with a hearty spank.
"Hold it."
"I-I can't, I can't!" There is a buzzing in Seolhyun's ears, the pleasure making her unable to hear your commands, drowned out in delicious white noise. You're kneading her ass now, making the plug sink into her with the repeated motions. A sharp tug on her hair brings her back around, punishment for getting close to orgasm. I'm so close! She tries to search for your eyes, wanting to plead her case. But her vision is going black, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as you tug at the plug directly, pulling it almost all the way out before pushing it back in quickly, fucking her ass with it. Seolhyun orgasms before she even knows what happened, and she collapses on top of you, wailing out her pleasure directly into your ear.
"You failed." Your stern voice adds an additional aftershock of pleasure to Seolhyun as she pants in your lap.
"N-No master, I didn't cum."
"You lie, your juice on my cock says otherwise." Seolhyun looks down, and your cock is newly erect, covered in a shiny coating of slick. Fuck, you had made her squirt again, and judging by the spray on her own thighs, it wasn't a weak one either.
"I'm sorry master."
"Words are cheap, on all fours." Weakly Seolhyun scrambles to obey, getting off you and on to the bed. "Head down, spread yourself." Without thinking she follows your demand, gasping as she spreads her own cheeks—the plug has sunk deeper into her. Randomly she thinks about her being an idol—she's done similar moves in the past as "choreo", but never like this! How many of her "fans" would pay to see her in this position? Yet here she is, freely spreading her own lips for you—a heavy drop of her juice leaves her pussy and soaks onto the bedsheet. Her fingers are pushed slightly further apart as you place your bulbous head at her entrance.
"Show me how sorry you are, kitten." Seolhyun curves her back and moans as she forces herself on to you, pushing herself backwards on your cock. You stay still, and when Seolhyun hilts you inside her she moves forward slowly, exquisitely feeling your head drag across her walls. She seizes up for a moment when you come into contact with her g-spot, and she immediately chases that pleasure again, making small jerks back and forth, desiring maximum friction. Enraptured, you watch Seolhyun start to fuck herself in front of you, her back flexing, her thighs and ass jiggling, tail bouncing up and down as she rocks herself against you. She begins to lose control, her slick streaming off your shaft.
"Faster." Small whimpers escape her as she does her best to please you, pushing back faster, escalating her own pleasure too.
"M-Master!" You sense Seolhyun's struggling obedience, her walls beginning to contract around you.
"Harder!" you order her, pulling on her hair sharply. Seolhyun shouts, the pain bringing her back a little. It does send a thrill through her still, and you merely raise her threshold for pleasure, making sure she’ll be even more of a mess when she cums. You throw your hips forward once, and Seolhyun moans loudly in surprise before pushing herself back on your cock. Her body is fully engaged, eager to follow your instructions and fuck herself silly. Her back, toned from hours of bouldering, glimmers with sweat, and Seolhyun's groaning and grunting with exertion, balancing between exhaustion and exhilaration. Even with her maximum effort it is not quite enough, and Seolhyun turns back to you, gritting her teeth as she tries to slam herself back on you harder and faster.
"Please master..." You reward her with your own efforts—the smacks between your bodies get louder and louder as you finally get into it, shoving your hips in rhythm with Seolhyun. The groans turn into moans as she let's herself get pushed into the bed, doing her best to bounce back against you, your bodies working in natural carnal harmony. You push against her tail plug with every thrust, and Seolhyun's moans get longer and louder at the double penetration sensation. I'm so close, please master! Unable to put her plea into words, her eyes search frantically for yours, begging for your permission with heavy desire. You nod and grab her tail, pushing it deep into her as it accompanies your thrust.
"Gah!" Seolhyun's eyes widen, her pupils unfocused. She pants, her breath quickening immediately. You grind your cock and twist the plug inside her, and the friction sets off a blaze.
"Fuck meeeee!" She shoves her face into the bed and screams, pushing her ass higher up in the air as she is consumed by ecstasy. She twitches and jerks underneath you, each motion an additional spark of pleasure spreading like wildfire through her nerves. Seolhyun goes weak and collapses on the bed—she can only manage a whimper when her pussy suddenly feels empty, and her low moan accompanies yours as hot cum lands on her body, covering her butt and lower back. She winces and grips the sheets as you slowly pull the tail out—everything is suddenly too much!
"N-No more!"
"You did good pet." You take her collar, unclasping it and removing it from her neck. You blow and kiss the area around it. "We're done Seolhyun."
"P-Please hold me. I need you to hold me." You could have considered that a dealbreaker, and you almost turn down Seolhyun's request there and then, but it seemed like she needed aftercare more than anything. So you cuddle her, letting her nestle in your chest as you settle into the bed. "Tissue please." You reach for them, and you wipe her sweat off as Seolhyun does the same on her lower back, getting rid of your load.
"Too intense?" you ask as she lay against you. For feedback, you tell yourself.
"No, that was perfect. How much time do we have left?" Fifteen minutes, as it turns out. "Do you want to umm, shower together? It'll save time that way." She follows up hastily. You agree, and Seolhyun is nothing but polite as she lets the water and soap run over her before standing to the side and letting you do the same. In fact, you are the one who has to hold it together, your gaze lingering on her nude body more than befitting a "professional" like yourself.
"Thanks again, I'll send the payment shortly." Seolhyun says quietly, bidding you goodbye with a slight bow.
*Session #: 15*
*Location: Seolhyun's place*
*Time: Sunday at 3 pm*
*Duration: 2 hours*
*Request: Do whatever you want*
*Price: 100,000 Won*
"Why is it so cheap this time?" Seolhyun asks as she lets you in. You scratch your head, a little embarrassed.
"It's just an informal thing, but I discount the price if I get to do what I want. Obviously I want to satisfy my customer first, so I don't want to “pressure” them with a cheaper option."
"I mean, if you just ask to do it for free I think you'll get a lot of takers." Seolhyun laughs, and you hold your hands out as if to say "you got me".
"Yes but I don't make money then."
"I better be getting my money's worth then," she teases. She immediately regrets her words when she's suddenly face-to-face with you.
"You will." You wrap your arm around her waist, and Seolhyun has to look away, the blush rising to her cheeks—she can keep her words to herself, but her body will betray her feelings at the first time of asking. She melts into your arms as you lean in to kiss her, and a new thrill goes straight from your lips to her pussy—the thrill of intimacy.
"Close your eyes." Seolhyun's heart flutters just as much as her eyes do. She lets herself be carried to bed, and her heart is now thumping as you wrap a piece of cloth over her eyes. "I want you to just feel me, okay?" She nods automatically without question, and her world immediately shrinks to zero as you place ear plugs in her ear. Blinded and deafened, Seolhyun reacts to the lack of stimulation quickly, her breaths hastening, chest heaving. The sheets suddenly felt rough underneath her—I need a higher thread count! her mind thinks, before jumping to something else, a slight wind she feels on the hairs of her skin, is that you moving? Or no, the bed's sinking a little by her feet, that’s you. Her hair rustles against the pillow, she can hear it in her head—she showered in the morning, she should have showered right before you came, why didn't she—
Devoid of stimuli and left to her own devices Seolhyun's mind runs a million miles an hour, bouncing between her sense of touch and her "sensible" thoughts. She's yanked out of all that with a single domineering touch, of your finger on her cheek. One finger becomes two, then three, then a whole palm, and Seolhyun nuzzles your cheek once more, like a cat eager for attention, like a human eager for sensation. On her other cheek Seolhyun moans at your lips on her skin, and hurriedly she turns to face you.
"Please!" She can barely hear herself, but you hear Seolhyun's plea loud and clear. Her limbs wrap around you needily just like her tongue does, eager for the human connection.
Oh my god, I need you, I need you so much! The thought dominates her desires, all she can feel is you, all she wants is you! She squirms on the bed, eager to sense more of you. Seolhyun's too caught up in her own head to realize it, but she's humping herself up at you, her body eager for touch in her most sensitive of areas. A bolt launches through her as you rub a thigh between her legs, and Seolhyun groans and starts humping you quicker and harder.
"I'M CUMMING ALREADY OH MY GOD I'M CUMMING!" Seolhyun thinks she's intimately grinding on you, whispering and whimpering, but no, she doesn't notice her vocal cords straining as she screams into your ear. All she's focused on is the brilliant enhanced pleasure going straight to her sensory-deprived brain. You force yourself on her lips, to save both your ears and her voice, and Seolhyun shudders violently beneath you. She chases more pleasure, continuing to hump your thigh—one, two, five orgasms fly through her as she loses track of herself. Seolhyun would grind on your thigh indefinitely if you don't pull it away, and even when you do, her body resigns itself to orgasm until the sensations die down.
When it ends Seolhyun flops limply on the bed, the orgasms wiping out her thought process completely. One by one by one her senses slowly reboot. Her touch comes back first—she notices the fabric of her own clothing, why does it feel so heavy? Seolhyun feels you pressed on top of her, and she clings to you once more, her anchor on the world right now. Then her sense of smell returns, and as she sniffs she starts squirming again—her body recognizes the scent of pure arousal and lust, both from herself and you. Finally her sense of tastes comes barging back in—your tongue tastes salty and sweet and sinful and heavenly, and she can't get enough of it!
Watching Seolhyun lose herself turned you on more than she knew, and your urgent hands quickly remove her sweat and juice soaked clothes. Seolhyun begins to quiver again as you pull away from her, both to remove your own clothes and to admire her body. Her skin is flushed red, a sheen of sweat evidence of her own exertions earlier. Her fingers and toes are still curled— she's forgotten to uncurl them, and her body hasn't gotten to relaxing those muscles yet. Her nipples are stiff, her lower lips are puffy, her clit is engorged—Seolhyun has never been more ready for sex.
Seolhyun moans loudly as she feels you skin-to-skin, and she grinds out a scream as you immediately push yourself into her. Suddenly all she can feel is your throbbing cock inside her, urging her to open up. Slowly but surely you part Seolhyun's walls, and in her tense and sensitive state she's drooling and gasping and whining. There is no empty space in her body, and to Seolhyun you feel bigger than ever, as if you would rip her in two if you were any larger. But no, you are just big enough, and Seolhyun's breath catches as her clit hits the base of your shaft—you've devoured Seolhyun with your cock. You try to give her time to adjust, hoping that she would relax a little, but the tightness doesn't go away. Just the act of breathing is giving Seolhyun pleasure, the small movements of your bodies enough to keep her on edge.
You also can't wait any longer.
You start fucking Seolhyun with slow strokes, not wanting to hurt her, but she's so turned on she only knows how to feel pleasure. Her walls are completely covered in slick, and soon they are covered in precum as well as you glide in and out of her rapidly. No matter how much she tightens up or contracts in orgasm, you're able to bury yourself inside her completely, her body fully receptive to yours. You explode inside her, filling her with your load, but she's so tight around you, you might as well still be erect when you come down from your peak.
So you do the only thing your body knows how to do right now—keep going, keep pounding into Seolhyun, half-erect, fully erect, whatever. However you want to fuck Seolhyun, she's ready to be fucked. Soon you and Seolhyun lose track of everything.
“So big, ahh!”
“No, don’t stop, why did you— Ohh you’re cumming, oh fuck I’m gonna cum too...”
“I can’t— nngh making me cum!”
Her world dissolves into one climax after another, with the occasional burst of heat that makes her twist and cry out even louder—she has no idea what it is, it doesn’t even register that you are filling her with cum over and over, but it satisfies her even more all the same.
“So fucking tight Seolhyun!”
“Ugh I’m hard again...”
“Cumming in you... argh!”
The duration of two hours is long over, but you're still pounding into Seolhyun, still pushing her over the infinite edges of pleasure and following her over shortly. You don't even know if you're still actually producing semen, but it didn't matter, you still felt pleasure, and so you still fuck Seolhyun. The earplugs and blindfold has fallen off at some point, but neither of you even notice it—it didn't matter anymore. Who cares for senses when you're chasing yet another incredible high?
At some indeterminate point your body simply stops working, and you collapse on top of Seolhyun. The end to the "festivities" comes to a close, and Seolhyun finally relaxes, releasing her limbs from your body and your cock from her pussy.
"I, can't, move..." she gasps, the soreness and strain from being tense for so long catching up to her. She doesn't even realize she can hear herself clearly.
"Me neither..." Seolhyun tenses painfully again as she realizes she can hear you clearly, and carefully she tries to open her eyes—she wasn't blindfolded!
"I can see!"
"You can? Oh, the blindfold probably fell off sometime." You try to push yourself up and off Seolhyun, but even that proves too much for your body at the moment. "You're stuck with me for a while, I really can't move."
"I don't mind... That was a lot, but wow." Seolhyun's comment hangs in the air, and she blushes at your silence. "Wow in an amazing way, not in a 'I can't believe that's your kink' way."
"Sorry, I just wanted you to cum as hard and as much as possible, and that is one way to do it."
"What? Why? I wanted you to do what you want."
"That is what I want, it gets me off when you completely lose it, no need to think about roleplay or fulfilling requests, just pure desire and hunger." Seolhyun blushes deeper as pieces come back to memory—she doesn't remember much of what happened, just that she wanted to cum, that she couldn't stop cumming, and that she didn't want to stop, and that's exactly what she let herself do.
"Did I do anything embarrassing, it was all a blur." Seolhyun's just praying she didn't say anything that would break the deal.
"No, you were fucking hot, I lost control of myself as well. Normally we wouldn't end up like this, I'm sorry, it won't happen again." Seolhyun raises her hands to your face, helping you turn to face her. She doesn't look unhappy or annoyed, if anything she seemed to be glowing.
"No, I'm glad it happened, you got to do what you really wanted."
"Right, thanks, I guess." You do your best to remain professional.
"Good, now hold me for a little bit more." You're too weak to say no. When you finally manage the strength to roll off her the two of you survey the "damage"—you're both drenched in sweat, your cock is sore, and Seolhyun is absolutely overflowing with cum.
"Fuck I'm so sore too." She winces as she puts a finger in herself, and your load covers her finger quickly. "How much did you put in me..." You hand her tissues as an apology, and she cleans up the mess between her legs somewhat. Even when she stands up you see rivulets of your load leaking out of her.
"It's safe, I take precautions on my end," you remind her lamely, as a reassurance more than anything.
"I know, it's a safe day for me too, just a lot to deal with."
"Right." You watch her hurry to the bathroom, and decide it is time to leave her be. The clock confirms it—you've been with Seolhyun for well over two hours.
"I should go, it's very late."
"You should at least shower, we smell like... well, sex." You open your mouth to refuse, but Seolhyun's look insists that you do. You let her shower first, trying to come up with other reasons on why you should leave now, but as soon as she exits the bathroom she's shoving a towel into your hands and pushing you in. You come out much more refreshed, and you bow to her after getting dressed, slightly abashed.
"We definitely went over time and I apologize for that, I lost track of time. I don't need payment for tonight."
"So tonight doesn't count as a session?" Seolhyun asks, spotting a loophole for herself.
"Yes, if you've already sent me payment I'll consider it credit for next time."
"Got it, well then." You freeze as Seolhyun hugs you tightly from behind. "I really do like you, you know?"
"We've been over this, we'll have to stop—"
"No we don't, this wasn't a session, you said it yourself."
"I mean— Fine, you got me, but I will reiterate, you don't know me, and I don't know you."
"Yes I do, and you know me too, so what if we met as part of your job! What do I have to do to convince you? To at least try to see me as a potential girlfriend now?"
You frown and rub your head, now Seolhyun is giving you a headache. This is not how you wanted things to go, and she's even more attached to you now.
"I don't know, prove to me that you see me as more than a good fuck. I don't know how you would, because frankly, I haven't seen anything from anyone in my job that could make me think like that, but that's what I need to see you as more than another customer."
Your words cut deep into Seolhyun, and she sniffles behind you. "That's all I am to you, after all these sessions, all the time we spent?" Maybe a clean cut is the only way to go.
"That is correct, you pay me to fuck you at these sessions, and I do it, that's all."
"You didn't feel anything with me just now? You said you lost it yourself!"
"You said it didn't count as a session, so no." Seolhyun feels her heart crack, her own words turned against her—why did she think this was a good idea in the first place?
"You're a fucking cold bastard, you know that right?" Now it is her turn to retaliate, and you resist the urge to push her away angrily. You settle for firmly prying her fingers off you, distancing yourself from her.
"That’s right, I am. I... have to be, I'm sorry Miss Kim, good bye." You walk out the door and close it with finality—you did not expect to see her again.
Angry and heartbroken Seolhyun stares at her phone, trying to drill a hole through it with her gaze. Her head tries to come up with a way to prove herself to you; her heart makes her finger twitch, urging her to just delete your number once and for all; her pussy tries to find a way to undo everything, so that you’d at least keep her on as a customer and give her physical satisfaction. One body part wins out in the end.
Weeks later, you receive a message from an unexpected number, one you had yet to delete.
*Session #: 1*
*Location: Cafe of your choice*
*Time: Saturday at 2 pm*
*Duration: However long you want*
*Request: Just want to get to know you, no sex*
You ponder Seolhyun’s request and sigh.
*I have an appointment with another customer then, so I'm afraid that time won't work*
It was a white lie, but you had to test her, had to know she can at least handle the thought before you open up to her.
*That's fine, what about Sunday at the same time*
You release the breath you were holding, smile and text back.
*Price: 0, my treat*
A/N: Somehow in a story full of gratuitous smut I still manage to have a happy ending, argh XD Anyways, I didn’t really want to write AOA generally because their whole scandal was a complete mess, but everyone seems to have moved on from it by now, so... eh I dunno *shrugs*
I was tempted several times to just remove the “l” and make it about Seohyun, but I think ultimately Seolhyun fit the idea I had the best, so hope it works. Thanks for reading!
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They left you on read, and now you feel like spiraling. So the question is, what do you do? I want to specify that for this post, I am talking about pre-established friendships.
First of all, stop and take a breath if you can. A lot of times, we have urges to spam message someone, or send messages asking if they still care about us, or even urges to be passive aggressive because we feel hurt. This can damage your relationships though. If you are struggling with urges, please read about Urge Surfing. The goal of urge surfing is to "ride the wave" of an urge. Another suggestion I have is to try some grounding exercises to pull yourself out.
In most cases, being left on read does not equal rejection, even though it can feel that way. The next thing to do is to find an alternate reason they might not be responding. Here is a list of possible reasons here, but keep in mind that there are numerous other reasons that are not on this list. People have downtime sometimes, but it doesn't mean they want to fill that downtime with talking to people. Even people who are important to them. And that's okay. It doesn't mean they care about you any less.
If you are feeling rejected, challenge those thoughts. I personally keep screenshots from my loved ones that tell me they love me that I can read back when I need a reminder. I also keep a list of things they've done that show me they love me. Here's a post on challenging thoughts.
The next thing I recommend doing is to focus on distraction. A really great skill for that is ACCEPTS. Here's a write up on that here.
Below the read more is some stuff for some long-term coping/communication. It can totally be skipped though if you were just looking to get through an immediate situation.
Sometimes, greater communication might be needed. While no one owes you unlimited access to them, it might be good to set up plans with people who may feel too drained to talk (possibly for days on end), or even friends that may open a notification and then get distracted and forget to reply (and no, this doesn't mean they don't care about you.)
In the first case, it's so valid to feel drained from talking to people. And while people are allowed to take space they need, sometimes it can be a lot for us if it's going on multiple days. It is possible to find compromise. For example, I have one friend who feels insecure if I go a few days without talking to them. For us, we've established a specific emoticon that I can send that says "Hey, it's not you at all. I just am not up to talking right now." I send the emoticon if it's going on a couple days because I don't want to leave them hanging.
For the second case, someone forgetting, in situations like this it might be good to establish beforehand what an acceptable amount of time is before you can send a follow up nudge. While my best friend and I talk a lot, sometimes she forgets to do stuff that we need for the business we run together. We've discussed that it's okay for me to nudge her once a day because she does genuinely forget.
There are also different rules for different friendships. For example, my best friend is allowed to absolutely spam me. The messages can be related or not. But we've established that it's okay if I'm not up to answering, and in this specific friendship, it doesn't drain me if she messages multiple times because there is no pressure on my end to respond.
Either way, it's okay to talk to your friends about situations like this. Is there an acceptable amount of time they're okay with you sending a follow up message? Is it okay if they aren't up to replying to your message, but have the energy to send you an emoticon or even a picture of their pet without responding to the actual message? (Sometimes I have the energy to share memes, or pet pics, but don't have the mental energy to answer a bigger question, and my friends know and are okay with me coming back to the question later while continuing on the conversation in other ways.) If they frequently go quiet because of their mental health, is there a compromise for both of you? Sometimes, it isn't even about our insecurity but that (especially with online friends) we may be concerned for their well-being and would like an indicator they're okay.
Remember that sometimes friendships aren't compatible, and it isn't a reflection on either of you. But if your friend isn't able to compromise and you feel constantly stressed/worried, then maybe the friendship isn't compatible. And that's okay! It's okay to need to walk away from a friendship even if someone hasn't actually done something "wrong."
A lot of my anxiety about being left on read went away as I worked on my own healing and coping. I used to make my life all about my relationships, and I'd feel lost if I was alone. It took me a long time for me to find an identity outside of other people, and it was so worth doing.
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When I first started this blog in April of this year, the idea of having one thousand people who liked my writing enough to hit that little blue follow button sounded so out of reach that it never even crossed my mind. The fact that I reached this milestone before even reaching four months of being on this blog is absolutely insane to me. Thank you to everyone who's been with me from the start, and to the newcomers who arrive each day.
Now, time for the fun!!
My inbox will be open for milestone-related asks until September 15, 2023, 0:00 ET. One individual may send up to ten asks related to the celebration during this time period. This applies to individuals with multiple accounts as well. Any and all asks sent between August 15th and September 1st will automatically be assumed as part of the celebration and will be answered with the tag 'but i luv u — 💙'
Asks you send must include at least one of the following:
— 1-2 prompts
prompts from my sfw and nsfw prompt lists (you may mix between lists or use two from one!) along with the txt member(s) you'd like me to write it for. prompts will be turned into fics at least 1k words in length and the published fics will be linked on this post. (nsfw list is under my 'adas hard hours' tag, which means you will be unable to see it if you have it blocked.)
— 1-5 photos
photos can be sent by themselves as a prompt for me to write a story off of. they can also be sent along with a prompt as an example of the outfit/hair you want the idol(s) to have in the fic. you may also send in a photo of something you'd like the reader to wear. please specify if you'd like sfw or nsfw if it's just a photo by itself.
if on anon, photos can be sent through a google or pinterest link, exampled here, here, and here.
— any amount of questions for me!
i will not answer personal questions surrounding me, my family, or anyone i know in real life, such as questions about where I/they live, work, go to school, etc.
anything else is welcome! you my also ask my 'top 5' of anything
— a request for a song recommendation or a custom-made playlist!
you may request as many playlists or recommendations as you want! you can either send a song for me to form a recommendation or playlist around, or you can just ask for a random one! you may also ask to know the songs on MY specific playlists (such as mood playlists or my playlists for the txt members), songs i'm listening to right now, or my favorite artists. You can also ask what song(s) i associate with you, or an idol.
— wildcard
choose a number between 1-10 and get something special! if you choose a wildcard, tell me a little about your personality, hobbies, likes, dislikes, ideal career, and who your bias/wreckers in txt are! if you choose numbers 9 or 10, i also need your favorite song.
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Of course, additional conversational asks are welcome as well, but will also be answered with the same tag!
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Me or the Ring
Requested by @diavolosbaby! Thanks for the amazing idea and my first Hal req!!
Pairing: Hal Jordan x fem!reader
Summary: When the Guardians suspect you, a woman from earth, of working with the Star Sapphires to commit mass murder, Hal Jordan volunteers to find evidence. He accidentally falls for you in the process, but you find out why he let you get so close and pull away.
Warnings: some fluff, and then a bunch of angst! Ignore the fact that Hal, Kyle, and Guy are Green Lanterns at the same time in this, I needed more drama
Word Count: 3.5k+ words
A/N: This is my first attempt writing for Hal, so I apologize if he's OOC! I don't specify which Hal this is about, but I imagined Ryan Reynolds' and GLTAS characterizations while creating this! I hope you enjoy and please feel free to let me know what you think!!💚
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“Ow!” Hal yells, looking over at Kilowog as he holds his side. Lowering his voice, he asks, “What is your problem, man?”
Kilowog points toward the Guardians, and Hal reluctantly begins paying attention to the meeting. The Guardians of the Universe are known for many things, but brevity is not one of them.
“… in Sector 2814. The woman is believed to be working with the Star Sapphires, responsible for the deaths of several Lanterns, and Green Lantern Hal Jordan’s kind alike,” Sayd announces.
“We’re called men, humans, homo sapiens. We’ll even answer to ‘bro’ if you catch us at the right time,” Hal replies.
“Green Lantern Jordan, if you’d allow us to finish,” Ganthet grumbles. “We have allowed the Star Sapphires to remain peacefully, provided they did not return to their old ways. Based on the evidence we have, that is no longer the case. The Guardians and I have elected to send someone to Earth in Sector 2814 to investigate the woman, get to know her, and gather any proof you can find. The Intergalactic Court, operating under Tribune of the High Court of Rimbor, needs proof or this woman and the Star Sapphires will be allowed to continue their murderous tirade across the sectors.”
“Did he take a breath or was that all in one go?” Hal mutters.
“This is the target,” Sayd calls.
A holographic picture appears behind him, your face smiling over the Green Lantern Corps.
“Uh, Ganthet!” Hal calls. “Since it’s my sector, and I am, well, my kind. Wouldn’t it make the most sense for me to go home and get to know this beautiful woman?”
“We no longer trust you when the Star Sapphires are involved,” Sayd answers. “I’m sure you recall the incident with Carol Ferris?”
“That was one time! C’mon, guys, I’m quite literally the only man for the job. I can get to know her, and if there’s anything to find, I’ll find it.”
“You could say that again,” Kilowog adds with a chuckle.
“Not like that,” Hal replies, sending a pleading look to Kilowog. “This won’t be like last time. If she’s working with the Sapphires to murder my kind, I want to know, too. Whoever this is needs to pay for their crimes.”
Ganthet and Sayd turn toward the other Guardians, arguing quietly as the rest of the Green Lantern Corp watches. Hal looks around, but he can’t find another Lantern who has any chance of blending in on Earth. Even with the willpower of the rings, creating a disguise for extended amounts of time is unreliable and dangerous.
Ganthet sighs as he turns around. “Hal Jordan, Green Lantern of Sector 2814, the Guardians have chosen you to complete this mission.”
Hal pumps a fist in victory, lowering it quickly when Sayd adds, “At the first sign of error, or your usual activities, we will pull you from your own sector and send another Lantern to gather the information we require.”
“Usual activities? I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean,” Hal answers, an easy, innocent smile on his face.
“You do. May I be the first to remind you that your duty is to the ring, to Oa, and to the people you protect.”
“Aye, aye, Captain. Now, if you don’t mind, I’ve got a date- mission! A mission to prepare for.”
Hal flies over the crowd of Lanterns, leaving Oa behind.
“Good luck, kid,” Kilowog whispers after him. “Don’t make anybody regret it… poozer.”
✯✯✯✯✯
Hal has been following you around town for two days. Just as he begins feeling too much like a stalker, you finally give him a chance. When you walk into a coffee shop, Hal waits a few minutes before entering after you. He orders the first thing he sees on the menu, grateful for a busy day. There’s an open seat beside you, and he puts on his best Hal Jordan-charm as he approaches you.
“Hi. Sorry to interrupt, but d’ya mind if I sit here?” Hal asks, pointing to the seat across from you.
You lean to the side, noticing most of the seats are taken. Nodding, you return your attention to the newspaper sitting before you.
“Any idea who leaked the information about this one? It’s impossible to find a quiet coffee shop here and it seems we’ve lost another one,” Hal adds.
Furrowing your brows, you glance over the top of the paper. “Well, it’s a city of caffeine addicts and people who don’t want to stay home alone.”
“Do you fit into that demographic?”
“I’ll answer your question if you answer one of mine,” you offer, laying the paper on the table and smoothing your hand over the cover.
“Shoot,” Hal answers, smiling.
“Do you flirt with every girl you run into in coffee shops? I only ask because you seem to be a bit of an expert.”
“On coffee shops or flirting with pretty girls?”
You roll your eyes, smiling as you lean back in your seat. “The latter.”
“Okay,” Hal relents, chuckling. “I only flirt with the really, very pretty ones.”
“Lots of those in Coast City.”
“Not as many as you’d think.” Hal takes a drink of his overpriced coffee before noticing the disinterested look on your face. “I didn’t mean it like that. Not that there aren’t beautiful women here, just that you’re one of the prettiest, and I- I should probably just stop talking now.”
“Might be wise.” Your smile returns as you muse, “You’re still no Bruce Wayne.”
Hal’s brows furrow at the mention of Bruce, and you tap your finger on the copy of Gotham Gazette. He reads the headline about Bruce appearing with an unknown woman, the seventh date in as many weeks, and rolls his eyes.
“Can’t believe people think that guy is Batman.”
“You seem like a Batman fan,” you reply, tilting your head to the side. “No, wait, Wonder Woman, right?”
“Well, she is the definition of girl power, but I’m more of a Flash fan myself.”
“Central City,” you murmur, raising your cup to your lips. “Interesting.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Answer for an answer?” Hal wastes no time nodding, so you ask, “Why are you really flirting with me?”
“Because I want to.”
You purse your lips before shrugging. “It just means I thought you’d be Coast City or bust. Didn’t expect you to make a choice that wasn’t…”
“Misogynistic?” Hal provides.
“Obvious,” you determine.
“Well, I’m full of surprises.”
“And lies,” you accuse.
Hal’s chin drops, his eyes wide as he asks, “What?”
Fiddling with his ring under the table, he begins to fear the worst. If he can’t get to know you, find what he hopes is a complete absence of proof, and take the information back to Oa, they’ll send a Lantern trained in getting answers rather than creating relationships.
“There’s an empty table right behind you. I’ve known since you asked to sit that you had an ulterior motive.”
Hal sighs, and you stand.
“I’d recommend the story on page four,” you whisper, picking up your cup and walking past Hal.
He turns to watch you exit, and when you wink at him, he pulls the paper toward him quickly, nearly ripping it in half as he opens to page four. Your name and number are scribbled at the bottom, and Hal sits back in relief.
He almost misses the story about Green Lantern on the next page and murmurs, “I’m in trouble.”
✯✯✯✯✯
“Hal?” you ask.
“Hey,” he answers, sitting across from you. “You didn’t answer my text.”
“You didn’t send me a text,” you reply, pulling your phone from your pocket. There is an unread text received less than two minutes ago. “'Did you get prettier?'” you read.
“No, but I think you did.”
Hal’s smile is contagious, and as you try to hide yours from him, you wonder how he did it, how he's consumed your every thought. He’s been on your mind nonstop since your first meeting, and even when he’s sitting in front of you, you want more.
“That’s all I get?” you ask. “More flirting, no invitation to dinner or private jet flight?”
“Private jet?”
You point to the plane pin on Hal’s leather jacket, and he nods to himself.
“I was a pilot in the Air Force, then I started doing test flights,” he explains.
“Didn’t answer my question, though, flyboy.”
“Flyboy?” Hal repeats, unable to decide if he’s amused or offended.
“No answers ‘til I get one.”
“Would you like to go to dinner with me?”
“Nope,” you answer quickly. “And you’re a boy who flies, so… flyboy.”
Hal looks at you, and you sigh.
“I don’t know you, Hal. Sure, you can flirt, but that’s not a reason to go out with you.”
“Then go with me as new acquaintances. If you meet me, not the me that flirts in coffee shops, and want to go on a date with me, then that’s great. If not, I’ll leave you alone.”
You lean over the table to ask, “Are you going to make it worth it?”
Hal copies your position, nearly bumping his nose into yours as he answers, “More than worth it. Because you are.”
“You’re the cheesiest man I’ve ever met, flyboy.”
“You don’t know the half of it.”
✯✯✯✯✯
When you enter the restaurant, Hal forgets why he’s back in his hometown. You smile as you join him, and for once in his life, Hal Jordan is speechless.
Kilowog will never believe me about this, he thinks.
“You alright, flyboy?” you ask kindly. “Is the outfit too much? Because I couldn’t-“
“No, no,” he blurts out. “You look amazing, beautiful, all the good words.”
Biting your bottom lip, you nod your thanks before lifting the menu. With each moment spent with Hal, the actual Hal, you fall a little more for him. Sure, you thought he was attractive and kind when he approached you in the coffee shop, but this side of him is different. He tells you about his past as a pilot and his hobbies but asks about you, too, hanging onto your every word.
After dinner and dessert have been cleared from your table, someone tells you that the restaurant is closing, and you need to leave. Hal chuckles, apologizing to the waiter as he stands, offering his hand to you, clutching it as you exit.
Once you’re outside, you shiver against the night air, and Hal removes his jacket.
“Hal, no,” you begin, quieting when he drapes it over your shoulders.
“Hal, yes,” he replies as he takes your hand again. “Thank you for giving me a chance.”
“I- I don’t want it to be over,” you admit quietly.
“It doesn’t have to.”
You stop, pulling Hal with you as you look at him, feeling like you are the only people in the world. His free hand raises to your shoulder, his fingers wrapping around the back of your neck as his thumb brushes behind your ear.
“One more chance?” he murmurs.
“Take as many as you want, flyboy.”
Hal smiles, stepping to you as he closes the distance, pressing his lips to yours. Your skin surges with emotions and what can only be described as sparks, shivering for a whole new reason as Hal releases your hand, sliding his arm between your back and his jacket to pull you closer. You raise your hands to his sides, sliding them around his back to rest between his shoulder blades. Something buzzes, and Hal pulls back quickly.
“I’m so sorry, it’s a work thing,” he apologizes, rubbing his thumb under your bottom lip to fix your lip gloss. “I will call you tomorrow. Take you up on those other chances?”
“You better, flyboy.”
“Text me when you get home, okay?”
You nod, watching Hal jog down the sidewalk. You turn away, tugging his jacket closer to your chest and smiling. He left it, giving him a reason to call again. Despite your initial thoughts about Hal Jordan, you’re falling for the flyboy, Flash fan, world-class flirter, and his softer side.
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“What?” Hal asks, raising his hand to expose the hologram playing from his ring.
“Have you made any progress with the suspect?” Ganthet asks.
Hal bristles at the term ‘suspect,’ but hides it as he replies, “Yes. I’ve gotten close but there’s no evidence so far. I will keep you updated, Ganthet. Got that? I will keep you updated, not the other way around, or you will blow my cover!”
“Touchy,” Ganthet mumbles as he ends the call.
Sirens echo in the distance, and Hal sighs as his Green Lantern suit forms around him. He wants to find you and feel you rather than sheer willpower, but he has a mission, a job to complete.
✯✯✯✯✯
“Hello?” you greet tiredly.
“Now, don’t get too excited,” Hal chides playfully. “What’s going on, pretty girl?”
Glad he can’t see your smile, you reply, “I thought you moved on, flyboy.”
“Sorry; work got crazy, but I couldn’t forget about you if I had amnesia.”
“That’s literally the definition of amnesia, Hal.”
“Stop giving me dictionary lessons and get dressed.”
“For what?”
“Care to go for a private flight?”
“That better not be a double entendre,” you answer, standing to get dressed.
“It’s not,” Hal answers with a loud laugh. “Just get dressed and come outside.”
“Are you here?”
“Babe, listen carefully: get dressed and come outside.”
“Fine, fine. Someone’s bossy today,” you say as you end the call.
Five minutes later, you walk onto the sidewalk and are pulled into a hug.
“I thought I told you to stop getting prettier,” Hal says against your shoulder.
You shrug, returning his hug before settling against his side as he leads you to his car. The drive to Ferris Air is filled with easy conversation as Hal becomes more convinced that you are not the killer the Guardians think you are. Unfortunately, he has no evidence to prove that you did or did not. If you’re working with the Star Sapphires, they’d cover for you, but Hal can't see you doing anything with people like them.
“Alright, let’s go,” Hal says, opening your door and offering his hand.
He leads you into a building and up several flights of stairs before entering an office.
“Are we breaking and entering?” you whisper as he opens the door to a balcony.
“Not strictly speaking,” he answers.
Once you’re on the balcony, the view takes your breath away. There’s nothing in sight, just the beauty of Coast City. Hal moves behind you, letting you lean against his chest as his arms circle your waist.
“Thanks, flyboy,” you say, turning toward him.
“It’s almost as pretty as you,” he flirts.
Hal moves one hand away from you as his ring buzzes.
“Enjoy the view for a minute, I’ll be right back.”
As you nod, Hal kisses your neck before walking inside. A streak of green light moves across the sky, and you shake your head.
“Flash is better,” you murmur, leaning against the rail to watch the sunset.
✯✯✯✯✯
When Hal hasn’t returned in nearly ten minutes, you wander inside, looking around the office. You hear Hal’s voice, a harsh whisper, and tiptoe toward the door. Cracking it open, you see Coast City’s Green Lantern whisper-yelling at his hand.
“She didn’t do it!” he insists.
“Hal?” you ask, stepping into the hallway, your hand gripping the doorknob tightly.
As he turns toward you, his green mask disappears, and you see a small, round creature above his ring briefly, but it is gone before you can get a better look.
“You’re the Green Lantern?” you ask, stepping back to keep room between yourself and Hal.
His suit disappears, wearing his clothes from earlier again as he raises his hands, an apologetic look on his face.
Another creature appears on Hal’s ring (green ring, you notice). It says, “If you are unable to find any evidence, regardless of your position on the case, then we will send someone else who will do their job rather than court a suspect of an intergalactic murder spree!”
Pressing your lips together, you wait for Hal to speak.
“I can explain,” he begins.
He doesn’t continue, so you ask, “That is why you started dating me? Because you think I’m guilty of an ‘intergalactic’ crime?”
“No,” he answers firmly. “That’s why I approached you the first time, but my intentions were never-“
“No, Hal, you made your intentions perfectly clear,” you interrupt, ignoring the tear rolling over your cheek. “I’m glad that ring means so much to you because it is the only thing you will ever manage to keep close.”
“Please, just let me tell you why I did it,” Hal begs.
“Let me guess,” you snap. “It’s your job or your duty, and you never believed that I was capable of it, but you had to be sure. I don’t know what is going on or who you really are, but I’m done, Hal. Stay away from me.”
You storm out of the building, beginning the long walk back home. Wrapping your arms around yourself, memories of the last few weeks play in your mind. The questions that seemed like Hal was trying to get to know you were a ploy to get information, and finding you wasn’t serendipitous; it was an assignment from space creatures.
Hal lands before you, once again dressed as the Green Lantern. “Don’t do this, please. I get that you’re mad, but- at least let me take you home.”
“I think you’ve done more than enough, Green Lantern.”
“Please,” Hal whispers.
“Did you even consider how this would affect me? Or were you just too busy doing your job to think about anyone other than yourself?”
“That’s not fair.”
“You used me, Hal. Find someone else to increase your arrest record or whatever it is you do.”
You walk around Hal, and he sighs before calling, “You still have my jacket.”
“I’ll leave it at the coffee shop,” you yell. “Wear it the next time you pretend to care about someone for your own gain!”
Hal clenches his jaw, exhaling as he rips his ring off his finger. As he prepares to throw it, he remembers what the Guardians said.
Hal failed, so they’ll send someone else. Following you in the shadows, Hal becomes your protector rather than your friend or your flyboy. He tries to ignore how hard you’re crying as you leave him behind, but he wants nothing more than to wrap you in his arms and tell you everything.
✯✯✯✯✯
“Green Lantern Kilowog, your recruit failed his mission,” Ganthet announces.
“Sorry, kid,” Kilowog mutters to his ring.
“Would you like to pick up where he left off?”
“I don’t think any earthen homo sapien is gonna wanna talk to me.”
“I see. Well then, we have Green Lantern Guy Gardner and Green Lantern Kyle Rayner. The goal of this mission, as I hope you remember, is to find evidence that this woman is working with the Star Sapphires.”
“Ganthet, are you sure this is a good idea?” Kilowog interjects. “Hal said there was no evidence. She’s going to get suspicious.”
“I can distract her, Kilowog,” Kyle promises. “She won’t even know what hit her.”
“Then it’s decided. Green Lantern Kyle Rayner will take the lead on this mission, and Guy Gardner will provide backup as needed,” Ganthet declares.
Kilowog leaves the meeting early, calling Hal and begging him to answer.
“What do you want?” Hal greets.
“They’re sendin’ Rayner and Gardner to get intel on your girl,” Kilowog explains quickly.
“When?”
“Now.”
“Kilowog, this woman is innocent. I’m gonna need some help proving it.”
“I’ll be there, kid,” Kilowog assures. “But for now, you need to keep her safe from them.”
“She doesn’t trust me.”
“What happened?”
Hal gives him a condensed version of the story and Kilowog sighs before saying, “You messed up, poozer.”
“You think I don’t know that?”
“But you can fix it.”
“How? She doesn’t need a hero, Kilowog.”
“Then don’t be a hero, be whatever she needs you to be. That includes being honest, kid.”
“I’ll try. Get here as soon as you can, and don’t tell the Guardians that I’m on earth for her. They think it’s for the wildfires.”
“I’m on your team,” Kilowog reminds Hal before ending the call. “Even if you are a poozer.”
✯✯✯✯✯
Hal and Kilowog are watching from a roof as Kyle Rayner approaches you. You’re more standoffish than you were with Hal, and that’s enough to remind him of what you said the last time you spoke to him. He broke your heart, destroyed your trust, and ensured he’d never have another chance with you, but he’s still here for you.
“He’s trying to get her to talk about her past,” Kilowog says.
Hal only watches you, so Kilowog has taken to keeping an eye on Kyle. Neither Hal nor Kilowog trusts Kyle completely, but now they’re on opposite sides of this case.
“Hal,” Kilowog grunts. “He’s taking her somewhere.”
Kyle has a hand around your arm, and you’re pulling back against him.
“C’mon, you’re my girl,” Hal murmurs. “You know what to do. Don’t trust him.”
Kilowog glances over at Hal, and when Hal’s eyes widen suddenly, he turns quickly. You, Kyle, Hal, and Kilowog are all staring at the sapphire circle opening in the air.
“Hal,” you whisper, pressing a button on your phone a moment before his phone rings.
#hal jordan x reader#hal jordan x fem!reader#dc comics x reader#green lantern#hal jordan#dc comics#green lantern corps#requests#fem!reader
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𝓐 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓙𝓸𝓫
Characters ;; none specified
Warnings ;; Angst kinda
Word count ;; 618
An|Just some random thing I came up with
The creator doesn’t get to rest.
Work. Help. Lead. Repeat.
There’s not much more to it.
Works wordlessly on papers, and reports from each nation, and it continuous prosperity. Works about resolving issues with the growing activity amongst the monsters of the land.
Help the creations, they can’t seem to do anything on their on when your around. They want you to make the crops grow, and stop the rain from falling, but don’t they need rain for the crops to grow?
Lead meetings about meaningless acts, and harmless threats. No one is in danger, they just have a small cut, nothing a few bandages and medicine can’t fix. You tell them that too, yet they insist that only you can stop the problem at its root.
Then you repeat it all again the next day. For days on end, you can’t seem to get a break. You tell yourself that you love these creations that you made, you try to convince yourself that you do. Yet every time you get close, they come back with another issue.
No peace, no breaks.
Meaningless work with a title on a throne, thats all it is.
At some point they'll learn, at some point they’ll understand.
They have to. Otherwise, how will these creations survive?
Now as you sit on your throne, several documents done, several people helped, and several meetings led, done and over with, all you can do is wait.
There’s no point in asking for rest at this point. Every time you get just a bit of relaxation, someone comes in complaining about something.
“The crops aren’t growing fast enough”
“Monster activity is on the rise”
“Its raining too much”
“Our crops need more water”
“The soil is now too moist, could you make it rain less”
it drives you crazy. They ask for the answer to one problem, then can’t figure out the answer to the next. You give them hints, suggestions, anything to at least keep their needs at bay. Yet somehow they always come back for more.
Things started to get worse the more they asked for things…
“Your Grace, please, we need your help. Liyue is having a shortage of Mora!” As you think about it, that doesn’t even make since. How does the Nation, that is home to Morax, the Archon who made Mora, having a shortage of Mora? Of all things. It could’ve been anything else, but Mora? How is that even possible?
“Your Grace, the air in Monstadt is becoming polluted! Can you please fix this?” The air, in Monstadt, the Nation of wind, and freedom, is polluted? What does that even mean, how is that possible? The air there is supposed to be the freshest, and most kind of all! How did the air start to pollute anyway?
“Your Grace, the water levels in Fontaine are lowering by the day, and less and less fish and carbs are appearing in the water!” The Nation, is quite literally surrounded by water! What did they do for the creatures that are native to that region to suddenly disappear! It just doesn’t make sense!
It seems like the more they ask, the more needy they become. You wish that you can just send them away, make them figure it out on their own.
But you can’t.
You’d be abandoning your duty as the creator, and your responsibilities of helping and protecting Teyvat. It’s the Creators job, to work endlessly for power hungry, greedy, creations.
What breaks do you get, when you’re the Creator. Even the most powerful dont get breaks. The claim to love you, yet want so much, and give nothing in return.
Theres a reason the creator gets no breaks…
#x reader#gn reader#reader insert#genshin impact#genshin#genshin sagau#creator! reader#sagau x reader#Tales of the creator
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edith's 600 followers celebration!
I absolutely cannot believe my eyes! 600 of you! (well, there are bots too but STILL!!!) this really means sooo much to me <33 writing is my vice, my way of letting out emotions, and to share stories of scenarios dreamt and words thought. To see so many of you enjoy reading it, share such beautiful views with me, always makes me so giddy with happiness 💓💓 thank you so so much for the continuous support 🥹 I hope to always keep on providing you guys content <33
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only one request per ask please! you can send infinite number of asks though <3
my regular requests will be closed for the time being!
anonymous asks are very much welcome! <3 (I also accept anon emojis :))
tagging my mutuals and my taglist who are the reason this blog exists and keeps on running 🥹💗 you all give me reason to wake up each morning <3
@runningfrom2am @saccharinesammie @maybankslover @totalswag @madelynie @chenslucy @ietss @elle-mp3 @viawritesstuff @wallsdreams @lunalitva @sadfury @newsies-pape-girl @jamesbuckybarneswify @xxxlaura @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @callsignwidow @assmaaaaa @starkowswife @drewstarkeyswifehoe @jjchaer @f4ll-for-you @wearemadeofstardust0 @drewsmusee @rafegirly @addriaenne @leighbronk @rafesdrew @bejeweledreverie @raf3sgff @aerangi @drewstarkey1bae @moneymaybank @spideysimpossiblegirl @tortured-poets-depxrtment @xxbutdaddyilovehimxx @oceandriveab @rylie-m @obaex @b1mb0slvt @cameronspecial @congratsloserr @rafeinterlude @brioffthegrid @flonkertn @milo-manheim-luver & my beautiful anons <3
so sorry if you did not want to be tagged, feel free to ignore!
check out the tag ‘edith’s 600 followers celebration! 🪄’ to remain updated with everything I post for the celly!
#celebrations#600 followers#600 followers celebration#drew starkey#rafe cameron#zach maclaren#edith's 600 followers celebration! 🪄
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˗ˏˋ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍.ᐟ | 𝟐𝟑𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ˎˊ˗
Hello everyone! I’m very pleased to say that for this new followers milestone, drabbles are officially open.
I have said this many times before, but I will say it again. I sincerely can’t thank you enough for supporting & showing love to me, and all the works I do with so much effort 💗 I’m very pleased to see that you are all eager to see new content on this blog! And of course, to be constantly showered with love from my mutuals. 🥰
To celebrate that, I wanted to open drabbles since my requests (headcanons, one shots, etc) remain closed, but I still wanted to do something special.
→ check out my prompts in case you want to feel inspired to request something in particular!
˚₊‧꒰ RULES ꒱ ‧₊˚
For whatever you request, I will write 100-600 words at max; I will keep them as short as I can since they are drabbles. Please keep in mind I both study & work, so drabbles might either take some time to be published, or might not.
Both fluff & smut requests are allowed! But please, be as specific as you can when requesting, so I know and can write exactly whatever you fancy. Drabbles will be open from February 14th to March 1st.
˚₊‧꒰ WHAT CAN YOU REQUEST? ꒱ ‧₊˚
I write for fluff, enemies to lovers, some AUs (specify please), friends to lovers, love triangle, slowburn, mutual pining, (reasonable) age gap.
→ for smut: praising kink, choking, ask for spanking, breeding kink, bondage, daddy kink, knife play, creampie, yandere/dark, morning sex, mirror sex, oral sex, breast play; feel free to ask if I write about anything else not included here.
I don’t feel comfortable writing for non-con, r*pe, p*dophilia, gore, violent content.
˚₊‧꒰ WHO CAN YOU REQUEST FOR? ꒱ ‧₊˚
I write for some HOTD characters (Lucerys, Jacaerys, Rhaenyra, Aegon ii, Aemond, Helaena, Alicent), and I also write for Enzo Vogrincic.
→ I will also start writing for Fran Romero.
That would be everything for now! Have fun requesting drabbles! And of course, if you have any doubt at all about whatever thing, feel free to send me a message & I will gladly answer.🌹
#drabbles are open#enzo vogrincic x reader#hotd x reader#hotd x you#hotd smut#hotd x reader smut#house of the dragon x reader#house of the dragon x you#house of the dragon smut#house of the dragon x reader smut#jacaerys velaryon x reader#lucerys velaryon x reader#rhaenyra targaryen x reader#aegon ii targaryen x reader#aemond targaryen x reader#helaena targaryen x reader#alicent hightower x reader#enzo vogrincic#enzo vogrincic smut#enzo vogrincic fluff#followers milestone#2300 followers milestone#fran romero x reader#francisco romero x reader
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Introduction Post!!
Hello! My name is Dove and this is a yandere themed sideblog. I post imagines and drabbles here. It is mostly OC oriented, with both human and monster OCs, but I may do characters from certain fandoms in the future. I also take requests so please check my bio to see if requests are open!
Triggers
This is an 15+ blog that is horror themed. There will be mention of stalking, harassment, yanderes, gore, manipulation, abuse, death, murder and other themes of a similar/related nature. Under 15s and ageless blogs do not interact. All posts will be labelled and tagged with the necessary triggers I can think of but if you think I have missed any please let me know in DMs! Do not glorify abusive relationships/stalkers irl - this is not what a healthy relationship looks like in reality and what I write is purely fictional and should remain that way.
Rules, Tagging System and Masterlists below the cut.
Request Rules
♡ - Ageless blogs or under 15s DNI
♡ - Please be polite and respectful
♡ - Please send requests through the askbox only and please do not request when requests are closed
♡ - You can send non-request asks even when requests are closed, or you can DM me :]
♡ - Please make sure that your request is clear and makes sense - asks that don’t make any sense or are incomprehensible will unfortunately be deleted
♡ - Asks sometimes take a while to be answered, so please be patient! I usually only post one story a day and I usually have a few requests in my inbox at any given time.
♡ - Rules are subject to change when necessary so please check here before sending a request!
Tagging System
I’m still in the process of updating older posts with the correct tags, so if you notice a particular post is missing any tags, feel free to let me know! I will get to them all eventually but it’s difficult to go through old posts on mobile lol.
Ask - Self explanatory, any asks or requests are tagged under this.
Dove Speaks - This is used for announcements and housekeeping posts - most commonly this tag is used when I’m opening/closing requests.
Masterlist - All Masterlists I make will be under this tag. A full list of masterlist posts will be added below soon.
Meet Cute - This tag is specifically for OC introductions.
Names - Posts that are about specific OCs will be tagged with their name - a full list of extant OCs are below in the Masterlist section and will be updated regularly.
Plushies - Asks about @thegvlaxyrvanger ‘s Plushie AU are tagged under here.
Story - Anything I myself write - short stories, drabbles, imagines, ETC - will be under this tag.
Anon Story - Stories or drabbles written by other people using my OCs and shared with this blog will be tagged under this to distinguish them clearly from stories I’ve written.
X Anon - Regular anons will be tagged under the emoji/nickname they go by - So far there is 💌 anon, 👾 anon (the aforementioned person who made the plushie AU) and Howdy anon (the Noah fan who spoke to me about the film Creep).
The tagging system is proving difficult to set up because of issues scrolling on mobile lol, so not all posts might be tagged properly yet and these also may be subject to change.
If you want a tag, let me know!! :]
Masterlists
All my OCs are bi/pan/omni and I try to keep mentions of darlings gender neutral unless a request specifies otherwise. I also try not to describe my OCs physical appearance so that you can imagine them looking as attractive - or creepy - as you wish. :]
｢Noah 【Voyeur Yandere】 Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢Laura 【Fangirl Yandere】 Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢╹◡╹/“Smiley” 【Secret Admirer Yandere】 Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢Dr. Hart 【“Doctor” Yandere】 Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢Chase 【Actor/Killer Yandere】 Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢Cayce 【Mean Girl Yandere】 Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢The Cult Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢Professor Moore 【Tutor Yandere】 OC Intro｣ {♡}
｢Marie 【Housewife Yandere】 Masterlist｣ {♡}
｢HRH Princess Theophania 【Royal Yandere】 OC Intro｣ {♡}
Dividers Credit: Tumblr user saradika
#intro post#masterlist#oc intro#yandere#yancore#yandere x reader#yandere x darling#yandere fic#yandere blog#yandere drabble#yandere imagines#to be updated#pinned post#pinned intro
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Hi! I'm TL, and I do agere/petre art requests! You can find my queue and open status on my header! Please read the rules below, thank you! It helps to reblog this to spread it around :D
you must obey the dni of this account. especially please do not request or reblog if you are k!nk, nsfw, generally not safe for kids. you will be blocked.
If reqs are closed, you may DM me and ask me to send you a message/heads up when I re-open then!
please be kind when asking :) these are not commissions, i am not required to do them!
if your request is something i’m not comfortable with doing, i’ll priv answer so you have the option of sending another if you’d like! (this is easiest to do if you're not on anon/you leave an @ of your sideblog! If it's a nameless anon, it's likely to just be deleted, sorry ^^'
please put separate requests in separate asks! IE: if you ask for Character from Fandom A and character from Fandon B, please send two asks! (Unless you want them together which is fine :P)
not a rule but feel free to give suggestions! IE: “Can you draw character with a green paci” or “can you draw character as a fox pet-regressor?” or “can you draw character and character as cg + regressor?” "character in a dip" (just make sure to specify who is who!) Honestly, detail helps a lot with being able to draw and do the req!!
(NEW 4/28) I will draw stuff like characters being upset, crying, ect. I'll draw characters in dips but atm i'm not necessarily comfortable drawing accidents themselves (unfortunately, i had a problem with one post i made + deleted being basically immediately snapped up by unsavory blogs ): so)
I’d prefer to not draw your persona/sona/ect! I don’t mind drawing in a “blank/YN” type character, but I no longer would like to draw personas/sonas/ect. Sorry! (NOTE: THIS IS EXEMPT FOR FRIENDS/MUTUALS LET ME DRAW YOUR AGERE OCS/INSERT SO BAD)
Requests may take a while! I work 30-40 hrs a week on top of being a full time student. I might get it done immediately, it might get done in three months or longer. Usually I do them in order, but not always! If you come into my inbox and repeatedly ask abt it (esp if ur rude) i will delete it. and i will block you.
FANDOMS I'LL DO
Bluey, MCYT (characters ONLY. *), Star Trek, Pokemon, FNAF, Warrior Cats, Nintendo, Disney - Honestly, it's best to just ask! As long as the media isn't primarily NSFW in the 18+ way, I probably don't mind!
*Will not do dsmp at this time. May do people related to DSMP (ie philza for ex [i think? i dont know the people of that group]) but i will not do: Wilbur/soot or d/ream.
FANDOMS I WON'T DO
Harry Potter, Hetalia, IRL People (as in the Content Creator - see below for more detail), Attack on Titan, Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss, Country humans/Country balls/Anything based off the countries, TBA
ABOUT IRL PEOPLE
Will do: MCYT for example! Because my design is based off their MC skin. It's like actors v their characters if that makes sense
Won't do: Things like Sanders Side or Marki/plier ego stuff, because it's like. there's nothing there for referencing other than the literal person. idk its hard to explain
TLDR: thats just my comfort level sorry ^^''
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Nalu Gift Exchange 2023
Hello Nalu fandom! We're happy to announce that to finish out the year, we will be holding a Nalu themed gift exchange and sign ups are now open! Please ensure to read the rules and FAQ under the read more before signing up.
Timeline:
Sign ups open: September 9th to September 30th
Assignments sent: October 4th to October 7th October 1st to October 2nd
Check in: November 14th to November 15th
Gifts due and posted: December 20th
Sign up here!
Have fun, and we can't wait to see what you'll create!
Rules
This is a Nalu based event. Everything created for this exchange must focus on Natsu and Lucy, whether platonically or romantically.
For administration purposes, you must have a Tumblr account to participate and you must have DMs on so that the organisers can contact you. This simply makes contact and coordination easier.
NSFW fanworks or requests are not allowed as part of this event
If you find yourself unable to complete your gift or you wish to withdraw from the event, you must contact one of the organisers to ensure that your recipient receives a gift from someone else. Failure to do so will get you barred from any future allaboutnalu hosted gift exchanges.
If you change your url between sign up and the end of the gift exchange you must contact one of the organisers to ensure we can keep track of our participants.
Until you reveal your gift, please do not disclose who your gift recipient is in any public capacity (i.e. on social media or in any discord server with a public invite).
All gifts must be new. Dedicating a new chapter to an already existing fic does not count as a gift.
All gifts must be created to a standard that you would normally consider as “finished”.
Do not deliberately break your recipients DNW (do not want) guidelines.
All gifts must be posted to Tumblr with your gift recipient tagged.
Remember that this is an event that prioritises giving rather than receiving. While we will do our best to ensure everyone receives a high-quality gift that meets their standards, there is only so much we can do beyond ensuring that everyone gets a gift.
Please be sure to thank your gifter after you have received your gift.
Be respectful.
Have fun!
FAQ
I won’t be able to complete my gift/I need to withdraw/I have changed my url/I need to contact the organisers for any other reason. Who do I contact?
Because allaboutnalu is a group sideblog, we cannot send or receive dms. If you need to contact someone in charge of the event for any reason, please privately message @tokkias or @nalunalu. If possible, reach out to the mod that sent you your assignment.
I’ve been allocated to create a gift for someone I don’t like, can this be changed?
Allaboutnalu aims to be a neutral zone and we encourage you to create a gift for your initially assigned recipient. If for some reason you feel you cannot create a gift to a high-quality standard for your allocated recipient, reach out to one of the organisers and we will try to reallocate you.
Is dark/violent content allowed?
Yes, but within reason. If your recipient has specified that they do not want to receive this type of content, please be mindful of that. Please also be mindful of tagging any potentially triggering content in your gifts.
What do I do if I need to contact my gift recipient before the gift reveal dates?
If your recipient has anons on you can contact them that way. If they have anons off or you are otherwise uncomfortable contacting that way, you can DM one of the event organisers and we will reach out to your recipient on your behalf.
Can I give more than one gift?
One gift is the minimum. If you want to make more than one you are more than welcome. If you enjoy making gifts, we recommend you sign up as a pinch hitter.
My question wasn’t answered here
Send us an ask and we will do our best to answer and add to this page.
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𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗬𝟮𝗞
𝗔𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗘𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳: 𝟱𝟬 𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲
[𝗦𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗖𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱]
𝗢𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗮𝘁: 𝗟𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲 - 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗔𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗮, 𝗟𝗶𝗹' 𝗞𝗶𝗺, 𝗠𝘆𝗮, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗣!𝗻𝗸
how do you bring life to others?
i've reached over 2k followers, and i am long overdue for hosting a game, so i present to you this one! thank you to all who have decided to folllow me! i feel like i've been a little all over the place with content, but i'm happy to see you all interact with it when i do actually get to post 😭 i'll try to be more productive in the future! again, thank you!
some of the questions include [a] or [someone]; this is to allow participants to have the most flexibility possible.
[a] or [someone] could be your next partner, someone you know in real life, your future spouse, or anyone you want it to be.
please, specify who [a] or [someone] is to you when sending in an ask, or it will not be answered.
𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗠𝗶𝘅
𝗜｡ 𝗥𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝘁 - 𝗔𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗵
how will [a] sexual encounter go?
𝗜𝗜｡ 𝗙𝗼𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 - 𝗔𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶
what lessons were you to gain from your last relationship?
𝗜𝗜𝗜｡ 𝗡𝗼 𝗢𝗻𝗲 - 𝗔𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮 𝗞𝗲𝘆𝘀
how does [someone] feel about you?
𝗜𝗩｡ 𝗟𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀, 𝗧𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀, & 𝗕𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 - 𝗝𝗮𝘇𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻
how are you holding yourself back?
𝗩｡ 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗚𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝗨𝗽 - 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝘂𝘀𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗮𝘁 𝗗𝗼𝗹𝗹𝘀
how would fame be for you?
𝗩𝗜｡ 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝗮 - 𝗕𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲
how do you gain attention?
𝗩𝗜𝗜｡ 𝗡𝗼 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗗𝗼 - 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗝｡ 𝗕𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗲
why does [someone] choose you?
𝗩𝗜𝗜𝗜｡ 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗜𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻' - 𝗕𝟮𝗞
what holds people back from committing to you?
𝗜𝗫｡ 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 (𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗜 & 𝗜𝗜) - 𝗨𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿
what is [someone] hiding from you?
𝗫｡ 𝗕𝘂𝘆 𝗨 𝗔 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸 (𝗦𝗵𝗮𝘄𝘁𝘆 𝗦𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻') - 𝗧-𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻
how will [someone] approach you?
𝗫𝗜｡ 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗚𝗼𝘁 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗱 - *𝗡𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗖
what is your next blessing?
𝗫𝗜𝗜｡ 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗬𝗮! - 𝗢𝘂𝘁𝗸𝗮𝘀𝘁
what is an overarching theme or lesson in your love life?
𝗫𝗜𝗜𝗜｡ 𝗛𝗼𝘁 𝗜𝗻 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 - 𝗡𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆
what do people or [someone] find sexually attractive about you?
𝗫𝗜𝗩｡ 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗠𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂 - 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼
how can you open yourself up to receive love?
𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒:
i. you must be following me
ii. reblog or like this post
iii. tell me one post or game you would like to see from me OR tell me what you like about my blog. DO NOT be vague when answering this; simply saying "an astrology post" or "a PAC reading" WILL NOT COUNT.
iv. send in the song and question you choose like this:
song and artist - question
(ie. let me love you - mario - how can i open myself up to receive love?)
v. feedback is greatly appreciated, but not required. it helps me in knowing if my intuition and interpretation of the cards is correct.
vi. please, be patient! i'm very close to finals week and i'm taking 50 asks at a time. it's okay to send an ask to check if yours was sent, but do not spam me! i will update on my progress when i can.
[𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃]
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Hi Kay I request Aemond with a shy s/o who has a voice kink?
Right. Since you haven't specified how spicy you want it, I will err on the side of caution and stick to mild. If you want something with more heat, drop me a line and I’ll come up with something when I start taking asks again. Spicy levels can be found on my pinned post.
“The magic of his voice”
Pairing: Aemond x Fem. Reader (Non. Targ / second person POV)
Themes: Soft | Fluff | NSFW
Warnings: Kissing | Mild dirty talk | Voice Kink
Word count:1.6K words
Rating: Mild NSFW | Minors DNI | 18+
Summary: Prince Aemond comes to bed one night and ends up finding out a little secret of yours, one you were too shy to admit to.
Want to be tagged? Want to know the rules? Read all here.
It was close to the hour of the bat when you woke up to Aemond crawling into bed.
"Apologies, my love," he whispered, his voice soft, tender, and incredibly intoxicating. "For waking you."
And you shivered. Oh, how the sound of that commanding voice was enough to make your entire body tremble.
"My love?" he asked, this time with concern when he felt you tremble next to him. "Are you all right?"
You swallowed, your tongue all tied up in knots. Aemond's voice had this effect on you—the kind of effect that would leave you all flushed and weak at the knees. It struck a chord in your heart, warmed every inch of your body in ways that were both light and very sinful, and yet, despite him loving you, you could not bring yourself to talk about what you were feeling.
All you could do was blush furiously and bury your face in your pillows, hoping he would not press further, for you were unsure how he would react.
Aemond inched closer, both worried and ravenously curious at the same time. What was this? You seemed to be well, and yet, you shivered and hid your face from him when he wanted to know the cause. He reached over and cupped your chin, turning it so you would look at him. The sight of your cheeks flushed and your eyes squeezed shut, piqued his curiosity even more.
"Sweetheart," Aemond whispered slowly, his curiosity growing even more when you trembled. "Talk to me. Please."
You swallowed and shook your head.
"Then look at me, at least." Again you shook your head, your cheeks aflame. Aemond sighed when you refused to do so and put more steel into his voice this time. "Y/n. Look at me," he said firmly. "Now."
That little command sent another jolt up your spine and made you whimper. And you had to open your eyes. Aemond was not going to give you any peace until he had an answer, and you made yourself look at him.
Need and wanting flashing in your eyes gave him pause and made his lips curl up a little. Aemond tilted his head to one side and studied you, trying to make sense of what was happening. "Sweetheart? Is everything well?"
You swallowed and sat up, and Aemond sat up with you, his eye filled with great interest. You tried to talk. Tried to. But your words kept dying in your throat. How could you tell him such a thing and not make a complete fool of yourself? How could you tell him the very sound of his voice was enough to send sparks of pleasure up your spine and set your body on fire?
Aemond simply hummed and looked at you, determined to have an explanation. "My love," he crooned, not missing the way your body trembled again. "I am not letting this go until you tell me what is going on."
You looked at him, saw the determination in his countenance. You sighed and gave up, mumbling, "Icannotgetenoughofyourvoice."
There, you thought, somewhat pleased. It was finally out in the open.
Alas, that was not enough for Aemond. "I beg your pardon?"
You looked at him and groaned. Could he not see how difficult this was for you? "Icannotgetenoughofyourvoice," you mumbled again, this time a little louder.
And Aemond caught on—at least, he thought he caught on, but, he wanted to hear you say it properly. "Sweetheart," he said, the biggest grin spreading across his face. "You will have to speak clearly."
"I cannot!"
"You must!"
"No!"
"Y/n," Aemond observed as your gaze fell and your hands fiddled with your shift. "Talk to me. I will not drop this till you do."
Your gaze shifted up again. "I hate you," you ground out miserably.
Aemon, silently delighting in all of this, chuckled. "That is the spirit! But you still have to speak clearly."
You groaned, this time in defeat. You wanted to hide. Crawl under a rock and act like nothing is going on, but with Aemond there, looking on expectantly, you have no choice. In the end, you sighed and said, "I..."
Aemond was grinning like anything, and he encouraged you to continue. "Yes?"
"Cannot..."
"Mhmm?"
Oh, how he was enjoying this. Aemond sat there, staring at you, his eye filled with mirth. But, you still had that last portion to get out. You coughed, gathered what courage you had left, and said, "Get enough of your voice."
And you buried your face in your hands in abject mortification. Aemond was going to be displeased. You were sure of it. He would be offended and might even chastise you for it.
And he surprised you by pulling your hands away from your face and keeping them in his. "M-my voice?" he sputtered in shock. "You cannot get enough of my voice?"
You could only nod.
Aemond swallowed and considered your confession. "When you say you cannot get enough of my voice," he said, his mind going over so many possibilities, some of them clearly veering toward the erotic. Aemond had heard enough gossip to get an idea of what you were talking about. But, since your confession embarrassed you so, he decided to start with the mildest possible scenario. "Does this mean you just like it?"
You shook your head, still mortified that your little proclivity was out in the open.
And Aemond studied you and your flushed cheeks. Your liking was more than just a casual inclination, then. "More than that, then?" he said. He looked at you, waiting for an answer.
You wanted to say no. Oh, how you wanted to say no and spare yourself further blushes. Your body, unfortunately for you, suddenly developed a mind of its own, and you found yourself nodding and mumbling out a meek yes instead. When you heard a soft gasp, you braced yourself for the worst.
Aemond went quiet instead, stunned at first by this little revelation. He thought and thought, wondering how this was possible and if there had been any signs. Had you not shown any change? Or you did, and he never noticed? His thoughts flew back to every moment spent with you, to every encounter and conversation, to your reactions, and suddenly, everything became clear to him.
Your hanging on to his every word.
Your trembling whenever he whispered in your ear.
How you reacted to him even more when he spoke to you while sharing pleasures and said dark and sinful things.
And it was all because of his voice. Just his and his alone. Aemond inched closer, his own body trembling. Not only from a growing sense of excitement, a giddy sense of anticipation of what this could mean for the both of you, but also from a growing sense of desire. "Sweetheart," he said, his hands still holding onto yours. He raised them to his lips as an idea took root in his head. "Would you like it if I did that? Used my voice more?"
Oh, how you trembled as sensations ripped through your body—little pricks of desire and heat that grew with each passing moment. "Please."
Aemond nodded, running his lips over every one of your fingers, his eye never leaving yours. "Did I tell you how soft your skin is?"
You swallowed and shook your head even as heat took root inside your belly. You felt relieved he now knew, relieved he did not turn away because of it, and more than a little pleased he wanted to use what he had learned to please you.
And Aemond continued, now fully aware of the effect his voice was having on you. He secretly chided himself for not paying closer attention earlier, as you were always shy and struggled to express yourself. At the very least, he now knew. And oh, how he planned to make use of this for the benefit of both of you.
"Your skin is soft," he murmured, still running his lips over your fingers and wrists. "So soft. Like fine silk. I would stay in our chambers and run my hands all over you all day if I could."
You hummed and inched closer to him. You got so close that if Aemond lifted his head, his lips would be a hair's breadth over yours. "W-what else, my love?"
Aemond smiled, really smiled. Your hands trembled in his, your palms growing warm in his own. "I love how you look at me like that."
You flushed and stuttered, "L-like what?"
"Like the way you do, just now," he said cheekily when you looked at him with hungry eyes. "Like you cannot get enough of me."
Warmth flooded your cheeks, and a soft, little breathy sound escaped your lips. "M-more," you implored quietly, your skin tingling with each word and kiss. "P-please."
And Aemond was more than up for the challenge. He changed his tone a little, made himself sound more firm, and found the confidence to confess a fantasy he secretly harboured. If you could confess a deep desire of yours, then surely he could tell you his. "The things I want to do to you..." he said, his heart racing when your eyes darkened. "Order you about a little... Would you like that?"
Oh, how your entire body burned at the thought. Aemond telling you what he wanted you to do for him and what he wanted you to do to him. Oh, how that very thought was enough to get your heart pounding like mad. "Yes," you breathed. "I would like that."
Aemond growled, need and hunger growing strong as he kissed his way down your arms. "Good girl," he muttered, his gaze quickly lifting to yours. His lips curled into a deep, satisfying smile when he caught the goosebumps rising all over your flesh and heard the soft sounds of your shallow breathing. Oh, he was going to enjoy this, and he was going to make sure you had your pleasure as well. "Come here then," he rasped. "And get on my lap."
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Welcome to My Blog!
Hi, I’m Cozage! You can call me Coza. I’m 25, she/they pronouns are preferred, but any are fine. Right now I’m just writing for One Piece, but I’m open to writing for just about anyone within that realm. Please read this whole post before sending a message!
Requests: CLOSED
Pending requests: 50🤭
Masterlist Part 1 | Masterlist Pt 2
Are your requests open?
Not right now! Please do not send me a request when my requests are closed. I ALWAYS delete them, just to be fair. You are always welcome to send me questions and feedback on my writing or ideas for future chapters for my multifics, but please no new requests. Just because I am fulfilling requests, does not mean my requests are open!
Can I request a part 2 even when your requests are closed?
This is where it gets dicey. The simple answer is: no. HOWEVER, you can pop into my inbox and let me know that you really liked a specific story and ask if I'm going to have a part two (respectfully!) and you might convince me. Almost all of my multi-parters have come from requests, and I'm always looking for new multi-chapter fics to write :)
When do you open for requests?
I close my requests when my inbox reaches 20, and then I reopen it again when I get it back down to 5. You can check the status of my requests at the top of this post. Events have separate rules and guidelines, which are always explained in the post. If I have an event going on, it'll be tagged in the announcement section at the top of this post!
What should I include in my request?
Reader gender (if you dont specify I'll just do non-gendered), characters you want (try to limit it to 3 or 4, or else I might pick and choose from the list and omit some characters), the scenario you want, you can also clarify if you want a headcanon list or a short fic!
Edit to add: Just a friendly reminder, the more characters you add to a request, the more overwhelming it is for me (and more likely it is to get deleted! 3 characters really is the sweet spot!)
What requests do you accept?
Just about anything. I do occasionally post NSFW, but it’s always tagged and marked. I have a few hard no’s, though:
Relationship situations for minors/large age gaps, pedophilia, grooming, incest, noncon (that’s not a cohesive list, but you get the gist).
Do you write for polys?
Maybe! Polys are hard for me to write. I struggle making the relationship balance equal and keeping people in character while also doing justice to a well-written relationship w/o being too corny. But! If you send it in, I'll at least give it a shot :)
Who can I request?
Just about anyone from One Piece, and I'll do my best given the scenario. Some people I will definitely always write for and take almost any request you send are:
Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace, Law, Kidd, Shanks, and Buggy
Everyone else is hit or miss on if I can imagine their scenarios, but I'll do my best. Some people who I really struggle writing are: Crocodile, Doffy, Izou (And I will not write for Gol Roger ever because I hate him 💕)
How detailed should my request be?
Try to keep it a healthy medium! If there are important aspects you want to be included in your story, let me know :) But try to avoid giving me a play-by-play. That level of detail makes me feel trapped and it's hard to take a creative spin on it. If you have a story you are imagining in your head and you want someone to write it...well, have you considered being a writer? :)
I have more than one request...
Try to limit your requests to 1 or 2, please! We want room for other people to have their ideas to come to light. If you have two ideas, you need to submit two separate messages. Please do not put two story ideas together in a request, or I will just write one :)
Do you take commissions? How can I support you?
I don't take commissions yet, but I think they are in the works. When they do appear, they'll appear on my Ko-fi account (where you can also support me through donations if you so feel inclined!)
What tags do you use (for blacklisting or other purposes)?
Most of my blog is writing, but here's how I tag certain things in case you want to blacklist or follow them:
"cozage" - any type of writing for One Piece I do will have this (just to show it's my work)
"coza thoughts" - May be my daily thoughts/info about writing. No substance though, just me.
"coza asks" - messages that I get that aren't requests. Usually just me responding to people
all the pairings also get tagged as well, so if you were to search "Zoro" hashtag on my page, any fics with him would come up
Do you have an AO3?
Yes! Same name as here. I put a lot of my short multi-chapter fics there (but Tumblr gets all the updates first) BUT here’s a link to it.
Is there anything else I should know?
Please just remember that when you send me a request or a message, I may not always respond to it. I do always read them, though! I just don't always respond because I don't want to clog up my page with posts that aren't content. Don’t get me wrong, I love hearing everyone’s ideas and working together with you all to bring these ideas to life. Send the ask, let me know what you think and how you feel and all of your ideas, but remember that I’m human too! I have feelings and friends and a life outside of writing for our favorite One Piece characters. I look forward to reading your thoughts, and sharing mine with you.
Love, Coza <3
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A Short Guide To Writing Gay Trans Men
So a few disclaimers before I start:
I'm not going to talk about anything sex-related here because 1) people have made other guides and google is your friend & 2) I'm not very comfortable with it.
I am just one person, and due to the fact that I am white and thin and perisex, I will definitely have blind spots. If you want more information about intersections that don't apply to me, ask someone who it does apply to!
I did get lots of messages from trans guys giving me advice on this, but nonetheless I do not speak for absolutely everyone.
There will be very little info here on how to accurately write medical transitions because that's not something I've experienced. Google is your best friend on this one.
This is not a complete post. I will keep adding to it as time goes on. If you're seeing this post reblogged by someone else, click on the original to see if I've made any additions or corrections before you send me that anon hate and/or comment telling me to kill myself.
What Not To Do
When there is a trans male character written by a cis person, especially a cis man, there's a very solid chance that he is going to check off at least 9 of the following boxes:
Thin
White
Able-bodied
Neurotypical or LSN neurodivergent
Binary
No nuance given to his identity and expression
Sexuality not specified or elaborated on
A cis person's love interest
2 dimensional transmasc stereotype
Usually small and feminine, but not actually femme
Gay transmasc characters written by cis people are very difficult to find because cis authors will often not specify the sexuality of the trans man dating a cis man or elaborate on his connection to the MLM community. This is because many cis authors believe that writing a gay trans man is just writing a woman but switching one of the genders. This is, of course, not true, and there must be more care taken to provide nuance and create a more accurate (and non-dysphoria-inducing) representation.
Moving Past The White Twink Stereotype
This is one of the most basic bars to clear for a cis person writing a gay trans man, and yet so many continue to fail at this very simple task. Ask yourself: is your gay transmasc character a white, hairless, thin person? If the answer is yes, that's not inherently a bad thing, though it may be good to reflect on why you want to create a character like this if this is the only type of transmasc representation you write.
The biggest thing you need to do here is to give him a set of defining traits. Not physical traits, not even gender expression traits. Just personality. What kind of person is he? How does he cope with the transphobia in this world (unless you're writing a fantasy universe without transphobia)? How does he act towards strangers? How does he approach people of different genders? What is his outlook on cis people? Once you have the basics, it's time to think about his physical appearance & expression and how that has impacted his life and his personality.
You also want to avoid the trope where a gay trans man's personality is undeveloped and he is treated as an object for cis men to help them advance their character arcs. It's fine for trans men to serve a purpose like that in the story, but they need to be their own individual humans.
Writing Sexuality
If your trans male characters date men, and I cannot reiterate this enough, make them be open about their homosexuality or bisexuality. Give them a sexual orientation and make them be proud of it. Of course, not every gay trans man is going to identify heavily with a masc/fem role in gay male relationships, but you should seriously consider whether or not your character would.
Additionally, don't follow the flawed line of logic of "trans man -> vagina -> bottom -> fem/femme." It's fine to make your gay trans male characters fem but please, I swear to god please give them a good reason for being so. If you do make your character femme, be very cautious to use language that doesn't trigger actual trans men's dysphoria. Don't constantly point out the character's physical features that may be associated with femininity unless you're making a point either about his dysphoria or about how society treats him or maybe about how he comes to accept his body. However, please be extremely careful with the last one as this trope has been used in so many transphobic portrayals.
Have your gay trans male character exist in gay spaces with other gay men (both cis and trans). Have him be open about being a gay man specifically. Give him cis gay male friends. Give him trans gay male friends. Don't allow your reader to ignore the fact that he is very much a gay man.
Dysphoria
For the love of all things good, please do not write your gay trans male character's dysphoria as "from the day I was born, I knew I was born in the wrong body. I have had no internalized shame or guilting into making me doubt my transness, and it was obvious that I was not a woman." That's not how anyone's dysphoria works, even if they did know from a young age that they were born in the wrong body.
For gay trans men specifically, most of us end up realizing we're trans around either age 12 or age 20. This doesn't mean he has to be exactly that age, but that's generally the safest age to have your character's egg crack. Of course, you can sprinkle in signs that he's trans since he was a young child, but I know a lot of gay trans men and I have yet to meet one who has known since birth and has had no doubt in his mind about it. However you can and should write older gay trans men, even some who find out they're trans in their 40s or older. Representation of older trans people is seriously lacking compared to how many there are.
Don't make your character the stereotype of a straight trans man who doesn't face the specific intersection of being trans and gay. Facing this intersection does affect something even as personal as dysphoria. Many of us will have self-doubt, believe that we're disgusting fetishists of gay men, or simply exist as women in gay spaces for a time. You also have to take into account gay beauty standards & your character's upbringing to figure out what they're likely to be most dysphoric about.
hi :3
That's it for now. I'll keep adding to this post as I get feedback and suggestions. If you want more advice, feel free to send me an ask. When I get enough asks about things, I'll make an FAQ post answering some of them.
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