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do you guys see my vision

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Me trying to choose one of my fictional crushes for my fake scenarios before falling asleep

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Hellbound Train

Choi Subong/Thanos x Namgyu

Summary: upon discovering an abandoned railway, things get heated between the two boys in a private location.

Warnings: smut!

Thanos and Namgyu didn't really know how they got into this situation. In a deep underground train station, long abandoned from civilization. Graffiti, flickering lights, and rusty train tracks decorating the area as loud echoed moans bounced off the walls.

The two were pressed against an old tilled pillar with half destroyed flyers still attached. One of Namgyu's legs hiked up to Thanos' waist, the purple haired man holding it up with his ringed fingers. Their mouths moving together as their hips simultaneously grinding together.

The fabric of their jeans grinding roughly onto their hard lengths. Namgyu moaning loudly, Thanos moaning into the other's open mouth, his grip holding Namgyu onto the wall bruisingly.

One of Namgyu's hands lacing through the purple dye while the other softly gripped Thanos' throat, his hold a bit tight but not enough to cause any circulation issues. The kiss disconnected as Thanos' head fell to Namgyu's shoulder, his pace quickening. Namgyu's sweaty hair fell and stuck to his face as he leaned his head back, the flyer behind him offering a bible study.

Thanos bit down on the skin between Namgyu's neck and shoulder hard, causing a loud sound to escape Namgyu's lips as Thanos' pace got staggered.

A loud grunt left Thanos as his body shuddered, riding out his high, continuing to rub into Namgyu. He let Namgyu's leg down, causing him to softly palm himself immediately from lack of contact.

"Fucking bitch," Namgyu mumbled. Thanos kept his face buried, his breath hot and heavy, his body still twitching. "Subong," Namgyu whined, trying to get any attention.

"Fuck, Namsu, give me a minute," Thanos mumbled out. Namgyu groaned, slipping his hand under his boxers to touch himself with Thanos' weight still on him.

His hand moved quickly, not wanting to lose his arousal. Thanos moved his head slightly to still have his forehead resting on Namgyu's shoulder, but enough space to be able to see Namgyu working himself.

He listened to the sounds the boy beneath him made as his pace quickened with each movement of his wrist. Thanos lifted his head to watch Namgyu's face pinched and twisted. Thanos connected their lips again, hard and rough, teeth clashing.

He moved his hand to replace Namgyu's, gently ripping his wrist away. He kept the same pace that Namgyu had going, his thumb gracing over Namgyu's leaking tip.

"Subong," Namgyu moaned into the kiss, his hips bucking up to meet Thanos' hand, the grip tight and fast. Namgyu's legs beginning to shake until he came into Thanos' hand, into his jeans. He moaned loudly, the sound bouncing off the walls, seeing stars.

Their breaths mingled together, and after riding out his orgasm, Thanos wiped his hand on his shirt, not caring how the liquid would sink in, creating a stained look. They looked lips again, Namgyu still twitching from his release, the kiss was much softer and passionate than the last.

They had almost forgotten where they were, the dirty abandoned space, until they heard a rough voice. "Hey! Who's down here?!"

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I hold them gently in my hands 💜

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Gihun: Jungbae. Youngil. If the rebellion fails, we'll have to try something even more drastic.

Jungbae: Like what?

Gihun: . . . I think I'll have to do it

Jungbae: Do what?

Gihun: Seduce him

Jungbae: Seduce who???

Gihun: The Front Man (•̀⤙•́ )

Jungbae:

Youngil:

Jungbae: I don't think--

Youngil: NO, YEP. That's gonna have to happen, yeah, you're gonna have to -- you're definitely gonna have to seduce the Front Man, yep, only way to get us all out of this, yes, no other way

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thangyuuu

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thanos and namgyu as stu and billy from scream !! ugh I love scream so much and I was gonna post last night but I fell asleep …

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I think thangyu fics need to get freakier, no exactly in the smut department but more in the fact they’re both awful people and i want to see them hurting each other for sport

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@sarahgaysworld

Not writing a fanfic nobody asked for but writing fanfic for yourself and that one other person who is equally insane about the idea

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some thangyu/nam-gyu doodles for the people…. i love them so much (shaking crying sobbing)

@ykmeoryoudont !! ^^

@saivii !! ^^

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Someone to Call my Lover

Chapter 5

Choi Subong 'Thanos' x Namgyu

summary: The love and approval of parents.

That's all Namgyu wants. After his brother leaves for the military the pressure to fill in that absence is high. His father has lots of expectations, be the son that he wants, that he's missing.

No disobedience, no stepping out of line.

However, behind his parent's back he is doing something which goes against everything his parents wish for him.

Warnings: talk of abortion

The sun shone softly through the blinds of Namgyu's room, some of them bent from mishandling. He blinked his eyes open softly, squinting at the brightness.

Thanos laid in front of him, his back turned as his body softly rising and falling with his sleep. Namgyu's arm rested across him, both bare chested from the night before.

Namgyu's eyes traced along Thanos' tattoo. The dark line trailing down his body, along his arms down to his hands. The space on his back technically empty, waiting for another article to be added whenever Thanos decided what he wanted.

He moved himself closer to Thanos, barely even possible based on how close Namgyu was to him already. His arm snaking around his waist as he rested his eyes again, his thumb rubbing along Thanos' stomach.

He rested forehead on Thanos' back, his body blocking the sunlight. He could hear the music softly coming from his phone which he forgot to turn off last night, now playing a random Weezer song as well as the muffled noises of someone downstairs.

Thanos' phone began to ring on the other side of the room, his ringtone his own rap. The phone had been thrown along with most of their clothes last night and with the harsh beat of the tone, Thanos stirred slightly.

Namgyu lifted his head, his chin now resting on Thanos' shoulder, just barely able to see if he was waking up or not — which he wasn't. Namgyu hadn't understood how he always slept through his ringer, there had been plenty of times when Thanos had past out and Namgyu would call, knowing that loud and obnoxious song would play, however he wouldn't receive a call or a text till Thanos would wake up an hour later.

Namgyu rolled onto his back, starring at the ceiling before inevitably tossing the blankets off himself, only dressed in his black boxer shorts as he stood. He stretched his arms over his head, yawning as he walked toward where the phone was buried.

Tossing Thanos' sweater, shirt, and Namgyu's jeans aside, he found the phone smushed between the wall and the tv stand. Junhee's name and photo appearing on screen.

He walked back over to the bed, shoving Thanos' roughly, a groan coming from him in response.

"Your sister is calling," Namgyu said, holding the phone by Thanos, his voice rough with sleep.

Without opening his eyes, his hand swatted at the air till it hit his phone, sending it tumbling from Namgyu's fingers and onto the bed.

He answered the phone, holding it lazily to his ear. "Hello?" He spoke, voice just as rough as Namgyu's.

Namgyu laid back down, covering himself in the blanket once more. He could hear Junhee's muffled voice, half assuming Thanos fell back asleep till he spoke again.

"Where?" A pause again. "Why can't Dad go with you?" .... "Both of them?" .... "Yeah, fine." ... "Uh huh, you too."

He ended the call, tossing his phone onto the bed before rolling onto his stomach, his head turned to Namgyu, his eyes staring at the boy beside him. Namgyu reciprocating, looking back at him.

"Your room is so fucking hot," Thanos mumbled softly into the pillow. Namgyu's family didn't have air conditioning, wasn't his fault, but him clinging onto Thanos like he was going to slip away in the middle of the night probably didn't help.

"Yeah, I know," He responded, tucking his hair behind his ears. "What'd Junhee want?"

Thanos groaned, stretching softly on the bed. "Wants me to come with her to her doctor's appointment... my dad's gone out I guess."

Namgyu nodded, the room filling with the muffled music once again. After a few minutes of them both just laying around, Thanos let out a dramatic groan before throwing the blanket off and getting up, naked.

"Bro, where are your clothes?" Namgyu asked, climbing over the bed to grab his phone off the floor.

"I told you I was hot," Thanos grumbled, collecting his clothes and quickly dressing himself in his jeans and t shirt from the day prior.

Namgyu got off the bed, searching his drawers for his sweat pants.

"Wanna smoke before I go?" Thanos asked, wrapping his sweater up and aiming it at Namgyu before flinging the end, hitting his ass.

Grabbing his sweat pants, turning to Thanos and flipping him off, Namgyu shook his head. "Nah," He slipped his pants on.

"Poser," Thanos insulted, wrapping his sweater to hit him again, hitting him softly on his thigh.

"Fuck off," Namgyu said, trying to move away but wasn't quick enough. Thanos laughed, walking over to him, grabbing his neck gently and pushing his head down so he could kiss the top.

"See you, Namsu. Text me,"

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Thanos slumped in the uncomfortable doctor's office chair, changed from the clothes he got him in that morning, his sister sat beside him. His leg bounced, his fingers drumming along the arm of the chair.

The room was intensely bright, smelling like bandages and medicine. Junhee was there for the second month visit of her pregnancy, she had found out the middle of last month and to say the least her parents expressions when she had told them were less than adequate.

Their parents were very lenient, very rarely mad or unhappy with their children (which is definitely obvious with how their children are, respectfully), but when Junhee had told the family during dinner, an awkward silence had filled the room.

"What?" Their father asked.

"I'm pregnant," She had repeated. It was extremely early but she would rather have her parents know in case the baby is lost or if it stayed, either way she needed some support.

"Don't tell me it's with that crypto freak," Thanos had spoke, jaw dropped.

The door opened, a middle aged woman entering, her long black hair pulled back away from her face. "Hwang Junhee?" She had asked, both Thanos and Junhee nodding.

The woman took a seat in front of her desk top computer, opening Junhee's file, her eyes skimming before looking at the two. "How have you been feeling?"

Junhee shrugged, her voice soft and quiet. "Fine, a bit nauseated yesterday but that's all..." The woman nodded, her eyes looking back to her computer.

"Have you felt fatigue? Any tenderness?" She glanced to Junhee who shook her head. She stood, leaving the room before returning with the blood pressure machine.

Thanos watched, a bit fazed out, barely acknowledging what was going on. He was only here for that emotional support or whatever.

A few more regular tests were run, blood pressure, heart beat, those sort of things before Junhee was prescribed some vitamins to begin.

It had felt that the appointment flew by, but that was partially from Thanos' lack of awareness.

The two began their walk back home, silence filling the air between them. Thanos wearing a pair of sunglasses he had took from Gyeongsu while Junhee searched her purse for gum for them both.

Thanos had thought about this baby. It was his youngest sister having it after all. He was indifferent to children. He couldn't picture himself ever having any, never thinking he would be good with kids but in the matter of a few months there would be a baby in the home. He would probably be asked to help out.

At first, Thanos was expecting Junhee to abort it. She was fresh out of high school, the father ran a YouTube channel for crypto currency, and frankly Thanos was always praying on his downfall. Now he'd have to pray slightly less if he wanted his niece or nephew to have some financial stability from that man.

Myunggi was just as absent already as Thanos knew he would be. Sometimes he would randomly show up at the house or call Junhee and Thanos would roll his eyes as he would hear Junhee telling their other sister that 'Myunggi says he'll be at the next one' whether it was just a dinner that their family had invited him to or even the very first doctors appointment. However that was unfulfilled as Thanos has came instead of him.

Junhee held out a piece of gum, wrapped in blue. "Thanks," He said, taking it and unwrapping it, tossing the wrapper down to the sidewalk.

Eventually the made it home, a secluded brick home in the suburbs. They both parted way, going into their rooms, pretending each other didn't exist anymore.

Junhee messaging Myunggi about how much of a bitch he was while Thanos texted Namgyu how much he missed him.

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hope you guys liked my post games au 😁✌️

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more of swap thangyu!!!