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Who painted the sky?

Chapter 5: Making Plans and Getting Lost

As she sits in the now empty common room, the computer's screen illuminating her face in the darkness of the early morning, Annie can hear the rain start falling outside, first in even droplets every now and then and intensifying until it falls in repetitive and harmonious consistency, hitting the window ever so slightly. Annie leans back in her chair and waits for the pictures to load, the pictures she took the day before and has been trying to download on the camp’s computer for a whole hour now. She yawns lightly, reloading the page for what feels like the millionth time. The pictures are now there, so she copies them in a new folder before unplugging the camera from the device. She scrolls through the photographs, meaning to delete any awkward ones; she goes past artistic-ish images of the river and the canoes, funny moments of her colleagues being themselves captured on camera, her eyes lingering on some for a moment too long, but she doesn’t have the heart to delete any.

Instead, she takes her phone out and connects it to the computer, copying some of the pictures from one device to the other.

And then she sends the pictures.

~~~

Hitch takes her usual seat without bothering with the food, dropping her head on the table with a yawn, shielding it with her arms.

Annie curiously approaches the buffet with two spotless-white plates in hands, meaning to do an act of kindness and take some food for her roommate as well. She passes by the milk and seven types of cereals, regarding the ham and cheese with a suspicious gaze, eventually stopping in front of the sausages and eggs. She puts some on one of the plates, but then decides on omelet and veggies for herself. Once the plates are on the table, she goes back for sweets, pastries with jam and fruits, and drinks, cutting in line in front of Jean but ignoring his complaints.

Hitch grumbles her thank yous and skips directly to dessert, the pastries more interesting than breakfast itself. Annie regards the veggies on her plate with curiosity, poking them with her fork before bringing a suspiciously orange carrot to her mouth.

The table slowly fills with people, most too tired to even attempt conversation; not that Annie would complain. She feels surprisingly rested, but not enough to hurt her brain with small talk and gossip.

The clutter of a plate carelessly placed next to her is the only thing disturbing the silence. Armin mutters his apologies as he sits down, greeting her and Hitch in a hoarse voice. Minutes of silence pass by, each of them busy with their food. It tastes better than the day before, Annie notes, a lot better.

"Thanks for sending the pictures," Armin says, regarding Annie with a smile.

She looks at him while munching on her omelet, for a second wondering what pictures he’s talking about. She then remembers her very early endeavor and nods in response.

"Why were you up at such an hour though?" he inquires, mingling his cereals around the bowl.

"I'm an early bird," she replies, cutting into her omelet.

He hums but says nothing, and they resume eating.

The volunteers gather in the conference room shortly after breakfast, sitting in a circle as the hosts present the day's plan. Marie tells them they're only two days away from welcoming the kids to camp and they should have a general idea for their activities for the whole week by the time they arrive. Hannah walks them through the camp’s goals again before they dive into planning said activities. Each session should last for about two hours and contain at least two breaks, twenty minutes each, Marie explains; they are to write their plans in a notebook, which they will keep using for the whole summer; the activities and feedback from each group should be documented in the same notebook, so they can improve based on the children's needs and observations. There are guidebooks available for them too, in which they can find inspiration for their activities, such as games and energizers. Two days should be reserved for hiking and canoeing, another one for the introduction and welcoming party, and the last day should be free, as the kids will be busy packing; it’s also the day of the fiesta, goodbye ceremony and campfire.

The places where their activities will take place should also be decided by the end of the day.

The volunteers divide into the pairs they decided on day one and get to work, each pair getting their respective notebook and guidebook along with colorful pens and pencils.

"So we need a general outline now and develop it later, or do we have to plan everything in great detail this session?" Armin asks once they have sat down, leaning over the table after one of the pens Annie brought and playing with it briefly between his fingers.

"Only a general outline so they can change it easily if need be. We have the whole day and tomorrow to develop it." Annie looks him up and down, wondering how someone so attentive could miss such information, the black circles under his eyes taking her by surprise, as they weren't there the other day. "Did you sleep last night?"

"Not much," he admits with a sigh. He doesn’t develop further, instead flipping through the guide book. "I think we'll start with an energizer, right?"

Annie agrees. She cracks the notebook open and takes not one but two pens of different colors, using the green one to underline the title and make little bullets on the side of the first page. They agree to start each day with an energizer, flipping through the guidebook in search of such activities and marking the pages containing them.

The two decide on name games and a few little activities to get to know each other on day one, followed by team building on the next two days. They browse the book for ideas of such games, marking every game that fits their needs with the green pen.

Hannah passes by each pair to check their progress, giving them each a thumbs up and encouraging them to continue.

Deciding on the places each team will use is the easiest part– they draw lots. No one has further comments, so they keep those randomly assigned places with the mention of being able to change them whenever they see fit.

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"What energizer do you like best?" Armin asks that evening, as they’re further planning their activity on the floor of his double room.

Annie asked about the extra bed and why he's alone in such a big room when she entered, although her attention was mainly on the piles of books neatly lined up by the wall. He brushed it away with a wave of his hand, briefly explaining that his assigned roommate changed his mind last minute before moving on to ask if she’d like anything to drink; he offered water and apple juice and, although she politely declined the juice, he placed the bottle on his desk, right next to their glasses of water. They’re now sitting on the fluffy carpet facing each other, Annie leaning against the bed frame, an opened guidebook and notebook in between them.

"I find 'My little pony' quite cute," he continues, pointing at the page explaining it and turning the book around so she can have a better look.

"It is cute, yeah," Annie nods, her eyes moving from the book to him. It’s everyone’s go-to energizer, used at least twice every other week. "Are you sure you can run around in a circle while singing this for fifteen minutes?" she asks with a raised eyebrow.

Armin shrugs. "I can try."

"What if we do Banana instead?" Annie suggests, hopeful, as she stands to pour herself a glass of juice.

He looks for it in the book, unsure of how the verses go, although he has a vague memory that he's heard it before, and shakes his head thoroughly once he’s gone over them. Annie insists, saying she's sure the children will love it, but Armin argues that shouldn’t be their first impression of camp. The girl rolls her eyes at his poor excuse. He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Let's do rock-paper-scissors to decide," he suggests.

Annie sits back down, her eyebrow arched at him, a grin forming on her lips. “You think you can beat me at rock-paper-scissors?”

He returns her smile, “I think I can try.”

“Alright, let’s see you try.”

She holds her fist up, after a hesitant second he does the same with an audible gulp. They shake thrice. Annie’s flat palm is met with Armin’s poor imitation of a pair of scissors.

Annie frowns her brows. “You call that scissors?” she snorts. “It looks more like a gun.”

“It still pierces through paper,” he smiles. “So I win.”

Annie regards him with a piercing look. “Two in three.”

They go again; they shake thrice. Armin’s fist is met with Annie’s palm.

“Ha!” The girl throws her hands in the air in victory.

“You said two in three,” Armin points out. “One more round. The winner chooses the game.”

The two shake their fists in the air once more. Annie sticks out two fingers and puts her imitation of a pair of scissors forward, her eyes glued to her hand for a mere second. Armin snickers from his spot. She raises her eyes slowly, only to be met with Armin’s hand held up in a fist. She presses her lips together, clenching her jaw ever so lightly. There’s no way she just lost to him.

“Three in five,” she tries.

A laugh leaves Armin’s lips. “You said two in three. I win.”

“It’s not fair,” Annie complains.

“Just admit you lost,” he chuckles.

“You cheated.” A pout starts forming on her lips.

Armin laughs again. “How could I have cheated?”

Annie opens and closes her mouth repeatedly, finding herself at a loss of words. She eventually gives up with a sigh, admitting defeat. She promises to get her revenge, just wait, to which the boy can only say he’s looking forward to seeing her try.

“Good luck with it,” he says and, without much thinking, raises his hand and flicks her forehead.

Annie’s eyebrows furrow, “What was that for?”

“Shall we write the energizer down, then?” He avoids the question, looking at their notes in a poor attempt to hide his growing blush.

“What was that for?” Annie asks again, growing more frustrated.

She doesn't receive any response, regardless of how much she insists, so they soon brush it off and go back to their paper.

~~~

They decide to follow the energizer with a round of names and hobbies, then do a game to see if the kids remember each other’s names.

Annie asks him to look for the game ‘the shooter’ in the guide book and tell her what he thinks, as she finds it fun to play with the kids. He nods once he’s read it, agreeing to put it in the plan, so Annie draws another green bullet and writes it down. Another game catches his eyes, one in which they have to pass a thread ball around and form a web by guessing each other's name. Annie agrees to put it in the schedule right after the shooter, implying that they can try one and take the other out if the kids don’t like it, maybe replace it with another energizer, like Banana. Armin smiles, saying that he finds her perseverance with that song fascinating, to which he only earns an eye roll.

Annie suggests they do a round of expectations, to see what each kid is looking forward to. Armin agrees to the idea and even adds to it– what if they make the little ones write down their expectations so it would be easier to record? Annie’s eyes sparkle as she writes it down.

They assign each activity twenty minutes, leaving enough time to expand them if the children like them that much; if not, they would have three breaks.

The two go over the plan once more; it looks rather promising, especially for their first such paper.

“We should show it to Hannah,” Annie says, stretching her arms above her head.

“Shouldn’t we have all week planned before that?”

“We should? I don’t remember them saying so.”

“I think they said we should have a general idea of the whole week.” Armin tilts his head to the side, trying to remember.

Annie flips the page. “Well, day two is the hike, right?”

She waits for Armin to confirm before she writes it down, underlining the title with the green pen.

“Maybe we can do some team building on day three.”

Armin agrees in a heartbeat and flips through the guidebook in search of such games. He takes the time to read through some, turning the book towards Annie so she could see them too. They easily agree on three, starting the session with another energizer they find in the book.

Day four is canoeing, if the weather will be on their side, which leaves them with one more day’s session to plan, as day six will be the fiesta and campfire and on the last day the kids will be already leaving. Annie finds a game that sounds rather fun in the guidebook, so they include it in their plan. Armin insists to note it down himself, since Annie did all the writing so far, and after a moment’s doubt she lets him do it. She suggests making bracelets with the children on their last day of official activities, a sweet little memory for them to take home. Armin smiles at the idea, but admits that he has no idea how to braid even the easiest pattern; Annie promises to teach him prior to the kids’ arrival so they could both then show them.

And with that, their plans for the first week are done. They go over them once more before moving on to the items they will need. It’s arguably the easiest part of the day’s task, making a list of materials, and they get it done rather quickly. They waste no time to go to the big house and show the hosts; they so delightfully notice they’re the first pair to have finished the task.

Hannah goes over the plan, her left eyebrow arching further up as she flips through their pages, the two exchanging anxious looks seeing as she says nothing. She then looks up at them with a wide grin, congratulating them on the results of their first planning session; she has no complaints.

~~~

Annie finds herself squeezed between the window and someone’s shoulder, in the backseat of Hannah's van. The car is loud as it heads to town, the music playing at an unreasonably high volume and people talking loudly– they somehow managed to fit fourteen people in only one car, each very eager to participate in whatever conversations might occur.

Annie leans her forehead against the cold window, her lips pressed in a tight line, her eyes searching the outside. Her hair, now let loose, feels itchy on her nape, making her sweat, the fabric of her sweater irritating her skin; she crosses her arms around the front of it in an attempt to make it stop, Hitch says something about a series everyone seems to know but her, their voices loud, unbearably loud, inundating her brain, and she wishes they would be louder, enough to drown her thoughts and blind the images flashing before her eyes and she feels cold cold cold–

There’s a hand on top of hers, and she only now realises that she’s been digging her nails into her forearm. She lets her fingers loose.

Looking up while blinking rapidly, trying to focus her eyes, she sees Armin smiling down at her in a sweet yet concerned way. His fingers stroke hers ever so lightly. "It's okay," he says. "You're okay, everything's fine," he says.

Her eyes widen momentarily, she means to say something but bites down on her tongue. She slowly drops her hand on the cushion between them, Armin’s hand still on hers; she nods briefly before turning her attention back to the window, or rather what lays behind it, resuming to observing the life outside, the storm inside of her a bit calmer now, she doesn’t notice her fingers curling around his. His hand remains on hers until they reach their destination.

Once they’re all out of the car in the convenience store's almost empty parking lot, the hosts give them money, a certain amount for each pair, so they can go in and buy the things on their list. There’s no rush to get everything today, Marie reassures as Hannah hands them the cash, but it would be great to have the majority of things ready. They’re given an hour, and the freedom to go anywhere nearby as long as they make it back in time. The volunteers rush in, hurriedly shoving the money in their pockets and yelling each other's names in search of their respective partner, soon vanishing behind the sliding doors.

Annie digs her hands in her pockets as she makes her way to the entrance, Armin still counting the money a few feet behind her. He strolls to catch up to her.

"I think we have enough to get everything today," he says, safely placing the money in his pocket.

Annie hums lightly, her gaze on her shoes.

Armin regards her through the thick lentils of his glasses, his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly. "Are you okay?"

She nods thoroughly. "Yes, definitely." She hits a rock laying on the ground. "What do we have on the list again?" she asks as they enter the building, the artificial light and synthetic smell showering them.

Armin gets a piece of paper from his pocket, unfolding it. "Most stuff should be in the school section," he says, showing her the list.

They head for the school section, getting lost in the maze of aisles upon aisles of literally anything a human being might need in a lifetime, from bed sheets to mugs, cooking utensils to fragrant candles, rayons upon rayons of snacks and chips and chocolate; Annie has to physically drag Armin away from the shelves of lego in the toys section.

At last, they reach the school section. They pass by the glittery notebooks and sparkly pencases, searching for pens and colored markers. Armin points at some quality-looking pens, but backs up once he sees the price; Annie suggests a box of crayons, but they soon prove not to be enough for the number of kids they have.

After looking around some more, she puts her eyes on a seemingly perfect pack of pencils– they come in bright shades of multiple colors, sufficient for the whole group and at a reasonable price.

Annie reaches for them, but the shelf is too high for her. She clicks her tongue and tries again, standing on the tips of her toes, her fingers brushing the surface of the package, she’s close, so so close–

There’s a tickling sensation, like someone's breath on the back of her neck, she finds her back pressed against someone's chest, a hand reaching to grab the crayons for her. Armin smiles sweetly as he hands her the crayons, Annie’s cheeks unbearably hot when she takes them.

She hurries to move to the next aisle as Armin follows a few steps behind, crossing the pencils off his list and moving to the next item.

Paper is not hard to find. There’s apparently a whole aisle dedicated to diverse brands of paper of different quality; after looking around for what feels like forever, they get the cheapest they can find, a blue box not that heavy with a murf on it; the package says it’s made of recycled products.

They realise they’re running out of time when they reach the toy section again– Armin insisted that they might need some balls at some point, he saw interesting games requiring them in the guidebook that he'd like to try. Twelve minutes are not enough to get both the balls and threads for bracelets, so they decide to split ways and meet at the cashery once they’re done.

Annie strolls around in search of the threads, going further into the maze of aisles and shelves, finding everything she doesn’t need. She tries to ask a staff member but is utterly ignored, so she resumes her search, painfully aware of the time she’s running out of. When she eventually finds the shelf she needs, she grabs the first three threads she sees and hurries towards the exit; except she doesn’t really know where the exit is. Annie walks around aimlessly, no green sign in sight, no blond head sticking out in the crowd. She tries to at least trace her way back to a familiar place in the immense store, which only leads to her getting lost further in the maze.

The girl jumps when her phone rings in her pocket.

"Where are you?" she hears Armin's voice on the other end.

She tells him she got lost, that she doesn’t know where she is. The boy says he's already in line and there aren’t many people in front of him, but enough behind to make them extremely late if he leaves to look for her. She reassures him that she'll be there soon, just give her a minute to figure it out.

Annie finds herself in the toy section again, growing more frustrated by the minute, her eyes starting to sting. Annie helplessly looks around in seach of some indicator or map or staff member or anything, running a hand through her hair in a desperate motion.

"I think I know the way from there," Armin tries to reason on the other side. She can hear products being cashed. "Just follow my directions, alright? You should be here in a minute."

Annie listens patiently, answering his questions about the surroundings, walking faster when he lets her know there’s only one person left in front of him.

Soon enough she sees the line, Armin standing at the very front with his phone to the ear, the person in front of him paying for their groceries. She cuts in line to get to him, repeating to angry patrons that she’s with him, before slamming the pencils and threads next to the paper and the two balls that Armin got; she crunches down to catch her breath, taking rapid breaths in. The cashier asks Armin if he should put all the items on one receipt, and does so once he’s told to, no further questions asked.

The two volunteers hurry out of the store, Armin holding the bag with much precaution; Annie almost dumps into a child on her way out. They get back to the car in the last minute of their assigned hour, breathing heavily, all the other volunteers already gathered up.

"We were about to leave you here and drive off," Hannah jokes as she loads their bag into the van's trunk and shuts it close.

~~~

There’s an impromptu party in the common room that night, with drinks and snacks and loud music. Annie finds herself dragged into it, her roommate going as far as styling her hair and putting make up on her face– not much, just some eyeliner and mascara to accentuate her eyes, to make them stand out more; they're too beautiful and should be put into the spotlight according to Hitch.

Annie tries to have fun, she really does. She dances on jumpy songs with Hitch, who laughs when she sees her dance, which only makes her laugh too. Her roommate swings an arm around her shoulders and beams about how great it is, that they're young and lively and there, enjoying each moment as it comes, and Annie soon realises she’s most likely drunk, although she doesn't remember seeing her drink. She must have escaped her gaze for some fleeting moments at some point, enough to gulp down a couple of glasses.

Annie disappears to her room shortly after midnight. She takes a long awaited shower, hot enough to make her skin go red, the bathroom mirror foggy and air humid when she gets out.

Under the covers, she scrolls aimlessly through her phone, the music from downstairs and strangers' footsteps in the house soon luring her to sleep, the bedside lamp left on.

A door opens and closes next to hers.

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dansnaturepictures · 2 years

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06/06/22-Peregrines and more in Winchester and photos at home

I took my bridge camera in my work bag for a general day of this I like to do twice a month today, and was glad I did as to my surprise given it was a week earlier than predicted I could see from the webcam that a Peregrine Falcon chick was sat on the ledge of the cathedral north tower so if I was there I would see it. I got down there at lunch time and this was still the case, so I had an amazing few minutes watching this gorgeous caramel coloured beauty. I loved taking in this sight in person, my first glimpse of one of this pair of youngsters and was amazed and slightly nervous given they are known to fall at this stage to see it trying out its wings and having a flap. It was nice to regularly hear calls from the Peregrines too. A magical natural moment. As I went over to next door Abbey Gardens to eat lunch I witnessed something astonishing when an adult Peregrine mobbed a Buzzard that was flying over. I imagine they thought this large raptor might have been a threat so had to noisily see it off. An epic piece of behaviour to witness as two of my favourite birds tussled with one another. I had another look at the cathedral tonight in the rain before going to the railway station and saw the other youngster which had looked comfy in the gully still on the webcam earlier so this was great to see. It really has been a young bird bonanza for me the past few days, spearheaded by the Peregrines and the Great Crested Grebes of Lakeside. I did a post about them as the two birds gearing up to nesting I followed regularly early in the spring and it strikes me how the Peregrines were the main family of birds I would personally follow in 2018, 2019 and going into 2020 with full time working in the office and then with working from home me following Great Crested Grebe families more with walks at Lakeside every day they took over. But now with the hybrid system I get to enjoy them both personally as well as on the webcam for the Peregrines which is amazing and I feel so lucky!

I took the first two pictures in this photoset of the first young one I saw at lunch time. I felt incredibly lucky to get these pictures anyway, but even more so as after this the battery in my bridge camera went. I knew it was low and I’m surprised it was still going after how much I used it for the Great Crested Grebes at Lakeside and moon from home over the long weekend and last Wednesday on a bonus bridge camera in work bag visit capturing I believe the male Peregrine as well as a Great Crested Grebe that night, but this was the one time when knowing it was low I didn’t put my spare battery in my work bag! So I might have taken more photos if it wasn’t for that, but one thing I was hoping to avoid was not seeing a chick today but finding out they were on the ledge between getting home tonight and Wednesday as this Wednesday slightly more normally my evening means I don’t have much time to process photos so didn’t want to bring my camera on Wednesday. So it would have been frustrating and given me quite the dilemma of did I try and fit it in had I seen them and not been able to take a photo, it is so addictive when I see the young ones to get photos of them. I was anticipating it would be more next week anyway the young Peregrines are visible so I plan another bridge camera visit then. With these two photos which I am pleased with under my belt for young Peregrine photos in 2022 I am not looking to bring the bridge camera this Wednesday and instead I shall hopefully have some each week when they are perhaps taking up different positions on the ledge on the day I am in the office next week that I chose to take the bridge camera and more grown up of course.

Elsewhere in Winchester today I enjoyed seeing Swifts and Blackbird very well in Abbey Gardens where I ate lunch, with roses looking nice here again too. I also loved seeing my first ever Small Magpie moth which caught my eye on the side of a stair at Winchester railway station this morning, a stunning and colourful moth which is the 60th identified moth I have ever seen. I took the fourth picture in this photoset of this moth. Wood avens looked nice alongside other flowers today. I enjoyed the House Sparrows in the buddleia bush in a nice little group which I took the third picture in this photoset of at home this morning.

I used the unexpectedly few photos taken with the bridge camera as even if I hadn’t seen the young Peregrine I would have taken a fair few photos I imagine to take some photos from home of the surroundings tonight, I took the fifth and eighth pictures in this photoset of views out the back the latter of the buddleia bush, sixth and seventh of green views out the front and ninth and tenth pictures in this photoset of a smashing selection of colourful flowers on the balcony including both new ones and a nice yellow one that has just come out. I also loved seeing the steeplebush in the sun tonight showing hints of its pink colour coming out and alongside the neighbouring rose bush bits of the purple buddleia just starting to come out too which is exciting its a wonderful time of year when the butterfly bush comes out. And I did see a white butterfly probably a Small White flying on the green out the front tonight I loved seeing the green carpeted by stunning swathes of white clover too.

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Peak Indie Rock: 2005

I’m Wide Wake, It’s Morning by Bright Eyes January 25, 2005 / Saddle Creek If you’ve never listened to Bright Eyes, this is probably the best place to start. Pardon the cliche, but it basically serves as a greatest hits album of Conor Oberst’s output. In 2003 Oberst had moved from Nebraska to New York City and found himself stepping into a larger world of culture and political demonstration that inspired these songs of romance, pain, confusion, anger, and doubt. He even widened his circle of outside-the-main-band collaborators to include backing vocals from Emmylou Harris. I’m not a huge Bright Eyes fan, but I love this record and consider it the finest emo folk album ever made. Here’s hoping Oberst is doing alright and able to finish shows in 2024. Andrew Bird & The Mysterious Production of Eggs by Andrew Bird February 8, 2005 / Righteous Babe You may be thinking to yourself, “Bright Eyes, Andrew Bird…are we really calling these indie rock albums?” A good question, because these records (and a few more to be covered) probably veer closer to the overarching “indie” categorization we know today than “indie rock” or “rock” of any variety. Andrew Bird is a violinist by trade and his third solo album is his first to include him playing guitar. His perspective on the world, as conveyed through these songs, is alien and fantastical and apocalyptic. It’s a mysterious album, appropriately, difficult to pin down lyrically. Musically, to answer the original question, this record is indie rock albeit by way of chamber pop. If you’re not convinced, drill a tiny hole into your head and put on album standout “Fake Palindromes.” Countless rocks songs have been written about the loss of innocence but none quite like this.

Gimme Fiction by Spoon May 10, 2005 / Merge

I got a feeling it don't come cheap I got a feeling oh and then it got to me It took its time a-working into my soul I got to believe it come from rock and roll

These lyrics, from Gimme Fiction’s opening track “The Beast and Dragon Adored,” could serve as Spoon’s abbreviated mission statement. In fact I’d go even further and argue that no other four line grouping from the past 25 years better encapsulates the spirit and power of great rock music. The song is the perfect tone-setter for Gimme Fiction, an introduction to the proceedings to come with lyrical references to “I Summon You,” “The Two Sides of Monsieur Valentine,” and “They Never Got You.” It’s an audacious way to start an album, and the ten tracks that follow live up to its promise. Spoon has always been discreetly exceptional, to the point where writing about it now is something of a cliche. What they have been increasingly known for, is their consistency. From 2001’s Girls Can Tell on, they have not put out a bad album. Ask ten Spoon fans what their favorite Spoon record is, and it’s likely you will get six to eight different answers. The mainstream critical consensus seems to be that Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga (2007) is their strongest work, but Gimme Fiction remains my personal favorite. It’s got their best love song in "I Summon You,” some of their coolest grooves (“My Mathematical Mind" comes to mind), and the Prince-inspired all-timer "I Turn My Camera On” which Daniel wrote after hearing “Take Me Out” by Franz Ferdinand (see 2004). There are no gimmicks here. No mythic backstory to the album’s creation. Spoon never captured the indie zeitgeist like Arcade Fire or The Strokes. Gimme Fiction is simply an album full of direct, irresistible indie rock songs. Nearly 20 years later, it seems to be gradually receiving the recognition it deserves as a modern day classic.

The Woods by Sleater-Kinney May 24, 2005 / Sub Pop It’s loud, it’s raw, it’s arena-ready. The then-final album from Olympia, Washignton’s Sleater-Kinney rips harder than anything else that came out in 2005. And it’s relentless in its attack. “Modern Girl” breaks things up at the midpoint, the record’s only true pop song and one important enough for Carrie Brownstein to title her memoir after. Sleater-Kinney convey more ideas about American consumerism and societal expectations of women into this three minute song than most bands do across entire albums. It’s a welcome breath of sardonic prettiness wedged between tracks about people who commit suicide from the Golden Gate Bridge (“Jumpers”) and derivative, empty retro-rock (“Entertain”). Somewhat ironically, The Woods is the closest Sleater-Kinney ever got to a classic rock sound, thanks in part to producer Dave Fridmann (more on him in 2007). Led Zeppelin II would compliment The Woods nicely, which is a weird thing to say about a record by the most essential riot grrrl band ever. But Kinney cofounders Brownstein and Corin Tucker bring their unique flavor of distortion-heavy noise rock to the mix, sounding as aggressive and in-your-face as ever. Like it, love it, hate it, but you certainly can’t ignore it. This is a crucial part of Sleater-Kinney’s ethos and the movement they were born out of; the idea that rock music should be entertaining, sure, but if that’s all it is, if artists aren’t confrontational, aren’t actively pushing back against something, aren’t doing anything risky, then what’s the point? Illinois by Sufjan Stevens July 4, 2005 / Asthmatic Kitty

There are states with strong state identities. Texas. California. Wisconsin. Florida? Probably Florida. Illinois is not one of them. I’ve lived most of my life in or around Chicago, and have a strong emotional connection to this area. Illinois though? It’s fine. I don’t want to sound like some kind of big city snob, I just don’t have an abundance of allegiance to or fondness for the rest of my home state, and I think this is pretty common among Chicagoans. And then there’s this Sufjan Steves album, a 74-minute tribute to the 21st state in the union, with songs about Decatur, Jacksonville, Metropolis, a UFO sighting near Highland, Mary Todd Lincoln, John Wayne Gacy, and various ghost towns (to name a few). There are also, of course, some songs about Chicago; the one bearing its name is the centerpiece of Illinois and one of the best ever written about the Windy City. A sprawling orchestral tapestry that runs the gamut from indie pop to show tunes to classical, Illinois finds Stevens reflecting on such topics as Christianity, the Civil War, Superman, and Casimir Pulaski. His intent was to “give an overarching survey of the history of civilization in that particular region, from the Cahokia Mounds to Native Americans to European immigration to the Industrial Revolution.” All that is to say, it’s a wildly ambitious and sprawling project. But it’s important to point out just how weird it is too. Illinois is a deeply thoughtful, sensitive record. But it also contains song titles like "They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back from the Dead!! Ahhhh!" Stevens, a Detroit native, researched Illinois state history, read works by Carl Sandburg and Saul Bellow, and studied immigrant records in preparation of recording. When touring the album, Stevens and his band wore University of Illinois cheerleader outfits. This odd, obsessive, mad scientist-like quality is worth harping on because it’s part of what makes Illinois not just strangely exceptional but exceptionally strange. That it was the best-reviewed album of 2005 and is still largely considered Stevens’ masterpiece is the kind of heartening reminder that artists can take bold chances, make weird records brimming with passion, and that not always, but sometimes it will pay off. It's even headed to Broadway this year. Abraham Lincoln and the prairie style of Frank Lloyd Wright may rank higher, but I count Sufjan Stevens’ fifth album among the reasons I’m gradually beginning to call myself a proud Illinoisan. Twin Cinema by The New Pornographers August 23, 2005 / Matador

Canadian “supergroup” delivers bright (but not too bright) power pop that is basically impossible to dislike. Go listen to “The Bleeding Hearts Show” and just let the slow build wash over you. Yeah, it’s a bit cheesy, but again, it’s not too cheesy. It’s fun, it’s light, it makes you feel good. Apologies to the Queen Mary by Wolf Parade September 27, 2005 / Sub Pop More Canadians! Apologies to the Queen Mary is one of the most acclaimed and influential indie rock albums of the 2000s but I’ve never heard anyone I know talk about it. I myself loved “I’ll Believe in Anything” in the late aughts, and much later “Shine a Light,” but it wasn’t until I began this five year deep dive that I actually listened to the whole album. Upon doing so, I can see why this record received the hype that it did and remains near and dear to so many millennials and young Gen Xers today. The first thing to address is the way chief songwriters Spencer Krug and Dan Boekner sing, in an enthusiastic raspy yelp that’s not worlds away from Modest Mouse (Isaac Brock produced) or Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, another band that debuted in 2005 to rave reviews and astronomical buzz…decent album but, in my opinion, wildly overrated. Their high register squawk-like deliveries may be the main reason Apologies didn’t blow up in the same way an album like Funeral by fellow Montreal rockers Arcade Fire did. It fits the record. The energy rarely lets up on this thing; it’s twelve tracks of scrappy, blustery intensity, much of it fixated on ghosts, family, and loss. Krug and Hadji Baker’s keyboards really shine too. Wolf Parade couldn’t rightly be classified as a “synth rock” band but man, the synth parts here are terrific.

#2005 #listicle #indie #albums #lists

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For the birthday wish:

Thank you. The only thing exciting about today was the prospects of getting a call from you. Upon reading your recent post I completely understand and none of this is me trying to sway you in either which way.

But I would like to address it and take accountability for my role as well. I played a bigger role in what transpired and am responsible for how it has and is making you feel. There’s nothing I could do to change what happened. There’s nothing more I wish for than to be able to go back and undo it all. Apart from many of the obvious reasons, it would have also meant a phone call most likely. It will be a long time before I forgive myself for that and I want you to know that I carry the shame and disgust with me as well. I wish i could snap my finger and offload your burden onto myself.

Yet, despite all that I am grateful for this mobile application. It has allowed me to open and read the words written. It granted me the feeling of connection despite the distance between us and lack of communication—e.i: phone calls, texts, etc.

I will spend the entire day listening to the strokes and day dreaming. I am not on my fourth listen yet but the first resulted in my body being sieged by goosebumps. My eyes watered but they did not result in tears (I was not at all surprised with that reaction…lately tears have found my ducts without any resistance).

That said, I am really glad you found music that has been able to capture that day out in Windermere. I still haven’t entirely found it in one song. To me they have come in fragments such as:

Smiths “to die by your side, the pleasure, the privilege is mine”

Strokes (shared by you) “life is too short, but I will live for you”

Intros by tame impala - the less I know and Anderson paak - the bird

Novacane (when I was high on weed one time)

Cigarettes after sex “my lips, your lips. Apocalypse”

Arctic monkeys “her lips are like the galaxy’s edge; and her kiss the color of a constellation falling into space”

Things of that nature. But I think the strokes shows promise. I will give it its fair chance tomorrow. I not only look forward to possibly being transported, it’s almost an expectation now.

Thank you for your prayers. There’s not a day that goes by where I do not send one your way as well. All that you’ve mentioned i have been essentially reflecting back to you. I genuinely hope happiness, peace and comfort are stubborn friends who accompany you wherever life might lead you next.

P.s: the temprees- dedicated to the one I love (45 version)

P.P.s: I’m tired of trying to keep it all in. Many of the things I find myself doing or putting out are naturally infused and influenced by you. I am not ashamed of it nor do I want to keep it lingering in my camera roll. I hope I am not overstepping. Just let me know if that ever becomes the case and I will go back to keeping it off this platform.

Completely aside: I was talking to Andrea not too long ago. Conversation about previous lovers came up. The conclusion was that perhaps there are people you just never can get over. And that is ok too. Life will still be great and there’s room to still find happiness but like your written piece: it will coexist with mourning.

Ok that’s a lot of writing…I’ll let the fingers rest, for now.

Your biggest fan and supporter, always.

Ok not done: you’re welcome for plugging you with Ken and Junko’s anniversary. I know you would have forgotten otherwise. Don’t you dare say you wouldn’t have either.

Ok, ciao for now.

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 years

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First request here! Im so excitedd lol 😆 may i request idia, cater, vil, deuce and azul (sep) with an s/o who knows nothing about technology? Like where they come from there are no videogames, no social media, no phones, etc. So naturally s/o is curious and asks the boys to help them learn more about it.

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Idia has no idea how you've even been ALIVE for this long without ANY tech whatsoever. (No anime? No video games? What madness is this?!) In fact, when you first tell him, he almost seems repulsed at the idea of your lifestyle before coming to NRC.

He makes it a personal mission to get you acquainted with all things tech, and takes great pride in doing so. Not only does his big brain come in handy, but he also gets to show off and help out his S/O at the same time. It's like killing three birds with one stone (... or getting a triple kill combo in a shoot'm up, in Idia's case).

He prioritizes showing you how to use touch screen devices and keyboards first, since those are relatively simple to grasp. Idia may be used to them, but he knows that you aren't, so he has to start small and build up in complexity.

As he teaches you, Idia comes to rediscover many of the things he once took for granted, like a phone camera's timer or how a fresh joystick makes satisfying clicks as it is maneuvered around. Seeing your face brighten with each new feature you learn helps Idia come to appreciate his tech--not to mention fall in love with you all over again.

Of course, Idia dedicates the most time to showing you how to play video games (since he wants to be able to play co-op and party games with you)! The controller's shape is unlike anything you've ever held before, so Idia has to take your hands in his to show you how to properly hold it. His hands are ice cold like the kiss of death itself, but they quickly warm up against you, much like his flaming hair and cheeks.

Cater's super sympathetic, cooing about how he feels bad for you! He practically puts his whole life on social media, so he can't imagine living any other way! The world just seems so much smaller without his phone in his hand--so how in the world must feel?

First thing's first! Before teaching you anything, Cater insists on taking a selfie. When you respond with a confused "what's a selfie and why are we taking one?", he gives a laugh and says it'll be a good way of documenting your tech journey. Not only that, but he wants to be your first (selfie)!

With Cater being... well, Cater, he's going to show you how to navigate Magicam ;9! He even helps you set up your own account, including your profile pic and description (which tags his account, declaring Cater as your boyfriend to the public~... while his description declares you as his S/O to his thousands of followers).

He also teaches you about what the best angles and lighting are for pics! Cater points out the various filters and other editing tools at your disposal, his smiling face hovering close to yours as he swipes through your options--and when he gives you that tender sideways glance, you 100% understand why people want to capture moments forever in photos.

You quickly grasp using a touch screen keyboard, but whenever you text him, he litters his responses with emojis--maybe to better express his feelings for you, maybe to just mess with you. Sometimes he just straight up sends nothing but emojis to see if you can decipher his message! But no matter what his motive is, those colorful texts spark joy in you every time you get a notification.

Certainly, it’s unusual that you’ve never come by modern technology before, but Vil considers himself well-equipped to teach you the ins and outs of it. There’s nothing wrong with your roots, but there’s also nothing wrong with expanding your horizons, either!

His approach is very “hands on”. Vil hands you a device and, after giving you a basic rundown of its functions, allows you to explore it. The first of Vil’s many tests is sitting down for a movie together (so you can learn the remote control’s buttons). You watch, totally mesmerized, as another Vil appears on the TV. No matter where you stop or start, he always looks so beautiful--both in person and on the screen. Vil catches you staring and smirks, the lights from the movie making him appear all the more dazzling.

Vil takes on the role of a strict and somewhat overprotective guardian as he guides you through the cesspit of social media. As a celebrity, he’s big on internet etiquette and watching what he says online, so he passes on that knowledge to you. No sharing of personal details, block what makes you uncomfortable, etc. (After all, he wants his beloved to be safe online!)

While Vil wants you to have fun online, he also reminds you to not become too immersed in social media--it’s only meant to be a temporary escape. Stay too long, and you might get wrapped up in FOMO, rather than enjoying what you already have.

Vil can’t just go around parading that he’s spoken for--it would unnecessarily expose you to the public eye, and could potentially put you in danger, so he asks that you don’t @ him on socials. That’s just the price he has to pay for his star status--besides, you’ll always have him to yourself in private, right?

While Deuce is initially surprised, he's very understanding of your situation! He knows that everyone comes from different circumstances, and he doesn't let that cloud his judgement of others or of their abilities much. You’ve looked past Deuce’s old self, so he’s able to look past your own oddities!

He worries about being an adequate tutor for you, since he isn't exactly the best student himself. Just like he feared, Deuce ends up being not the best at explaining things, even the simplest of commands. He just kind of... does something, then looks at you expectantly to copy him. (B-But hey, he’s trying!)

As you slowly start to get the hang of it, Deuce gets super excited and cheers you on! A slap on your shoulder or back, a high-five, a fist bump... It’s really cute how animated he gets with your steady progress, and it motivates you to keep improving!

When it comes to helping you set up your phone, Deuce gets oddly fidgety. Then, mid-lesson, he blurts out (with a beet red face) that he’d like to have your number so you can talk, even if you can’t see each other! Deuce sighs with relief when you give him the okay--and practically drops your phone five times while he nervously punches his number in and sends a text to himself to confirm.

If your devices ever get broken, Deuce lets you know you can bring them to him for a quick fix! At first, you’re super impressed by his technical prowess--but then you realize when Deuce says he’ll “fix” something, he actually means he’ll kick, punch, and chuck your device at the wall until it works again. (And surprisingly? It works most of the time.)

Azul understands your plight, though to a lesser degree. Back when he lived in the Coral Sea, he was limited in the technologies he could access, simply because some of them did not work in the waters. Now, he’s very comfortable with using land tech and scamming tutoring others--so leave it to him to teach you everything you need to know!

You report to Azul’s office after the usual hours of operation and sit next to him as he demonstrates the various tools of his trade on a laptop. This spreadsheet program to automatically calculate net gains and losses, what’s left in their stock, total and individual sales... this search engine to do market research... this custom website for sharing the lounge’s menu... It really makes you appreciate how hard-working and dedicated Azul is!

He generally focuses on showcasing the practical applications of technology, like setting alarms and timers, and typing down important events on a phone. Azul’s sure that you’ll find them useful in your daily life, from waking up on time for classes to setting aside weekends for your dates.

He does eventually introduce you to Magicam (if only to have you follow the Mostro Lounge’s page), as well as to Kelp, some underwater restaurant review site. With (fake) teary eyes, Azul begs for you to write a review (or two, or three, or ten) to help boost the lounge’s overall star rating--and in return, he’ll reward you with a romantic candlelit dinner with all your favorite foods~

As a special gift, Azul surprises you with a pair of blue light blocking glasses! He explains that being on a screen for too long can damage your eyes, so it’s best to take precautions to protect them. Azul slips your new glasses on for you, fingers lingering on your cheeks and cupping your face--holding his whole world in his hands.

#twst x reader #Azul Ashengrotto #Azul Ashengrotto x Reader #Vil Schoenheit #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #Vil Schoenheit x Reader #Cater Diamond #Cater Diamond x Reader #Idia Shroud x Reader #Idia Shroud #Deuce Spade #Deuce Spade x Reader #curiouser and curiouser #self insert #Reader

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A dance with you leads to a kiss Pt. 1

May Parker x fem. reader

Here is the first of many stories

I just got my masters degree for teaching am hoping to get my doctorate for physiology soon. Not only am I teaching photography but I am the counselor too. I just started my job here at Midtown High School. Here I am teaching mostly senior kids. Todays my first day of class I guess we will see how it goes.

“Good morning everybody I’m Ms. Y/L/N. I am very happy to see we have a huge outcome and I hope you all are not just taking this class because you think it will be easy. I’m going to tell you this, the only way to pass my class is to do the best you can and get your stuff to me on time. Now your goal for the end of the month is to capture something that makes you happy. We will be having a showing of all your pictures in the beginning middle and end of the year. So we can all see how we’ve progressed and so your family can as well. Any questions for me today?” I give out my speech and let the kids start thinking of ideas for their project. I can already see some potential in a few of these kids like MJ, Ned and Peter Parker.

A few weeks have passed and I’ve been giving them some lessons, mostly it’s lessons on how to use a camera the correct way. It is now the night of the first show and I’m just adding some finishing touches on everyone’s pieces. Ned has taken a picture of food his grandmother made. MJ took a picture of some books with the sunset behind it. Peter took a picture of a Lego set he build and the rest of the kids did some sunsets, beaches and birds. Everyone’s piece looks very nice and well put together. I am going around and listening to what the parents have to say and what the other students say as well.

As I am rounding a corner I bump into someone and almost knock them on the floor; lucky enough I have really good reflexes so I catch them before they fall. When I finally let myself look at the person I see the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. “Oh Aunt may are you alright?” I hear someone say and look to see Peter Parker. I come out of my day dream and help her stand up straight and let go. “Oh Ms. Y/L/N thank you for helping my aunt and not letting her fall” I give a small nod and move to walk away when I feel a hand grabbing my wrist. I turn to see Peters aunt hold my wrist.

“Wait, I’m sorry for bumping into you, are you alright? Are you hurt?” May says in genuine concern.

“Oh, yes I’m quite alright, and it was my fault anyhow. I’m just luck my reflexes are still as strong as ever. I’m quite sorry for bumping into you…”

“May, May Parker. I’m Peters aunt, he lives with me, and really it’s my fault I’m sorry…”

“Y/N- Y/N Y/L/N. How about I buy you a coffee sometime and we will call it even?”

“Oh yes that would be great Y/N” I hand her my business card, and excuse myself so I can go and mingle with the other families. It’s been a couple hours and I can’t keep my eyes off of May. My eyes just seem to be drawn to her… gosh I need to either splash my face with water or get some air. Both I need both, I get to the restroom and splash some water in my face then start to walk outside. Once outside I take a deep breath and see how beautiful the sunset looks. I power on my camera that’s hanging around my body like a satchel and go to take some pictures of the sunset. The door opens and out walks May, gosh how the sunset is illuminating her is absolutely stunning. I snap a few pictures before she notices.

“Hey May you heading home already?” I ask and she looks at me and smiles.

“Oh, no I just needed some air. It’s a bit overwhelming in there and judgmental. I just feel like everyone has their opinions of me and it’s seeping through their fake smiles, you know?”

“I understand darling. If you ever need to get away from the judgmental people I’m always here and I’m judgement free. Especially for someone as beautiful as you. I think it goes without saying how strong and admirable you are as well. Taking in your nephew and all…”

“Oh, thank you Y/N. It has not been the easiest thing in the world taking care of Peter. And trust me I’m not that strong, but I do appreciate you saying that. Also… you think I’m beautiful?”

“I-I umm” I stutter and then get interrupted by Peter.

“There you are aunt May I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Let get going home, you have an early day tomorrow.” And with that Peter drags May away and May just sends me a small smile and wave. One by one everyone starts to leave until it’s just me.

I start cleaning up and listening to music… maybe I’m dancing a little more then cleaning. My phone starts ringing and I see it’s not a number I have saved in my phone. I answer my phone only to hear the sweetest voice on the either end “Hey, Y/N it’s me May. Call me crazy or whatever but I can’t stop thinking about you, you’ve just captured my mind and I need to see you again. Of course only if it’s okay with you…”

“Yes” I cut May off before she can say anything further.

“Oh okay, I under- wait what? Did you say yes?” May says with uneasiness in her voice.

“Yes, yes May I would love to see you again. And I would be lying if I haven’t been think about you too… I’m cleaning up if you want to come back and help me? Of course you don’t have to bu-“

“I’m on my way sweetheart” May cuts me off and hangs up the phone. It was then I realized what I’m doing. I’m infatuated with my students Aunt and I also look like a mess right now. I roll up my sleeves on my button up shirt and wipe the sweat with a paper towel before May gets here. Just like that I get lost in the music again and start dancing. “Wow, if I new I’d walk into this I’d be more prepared” May says startling me while at the same time making me blush profusely.

“Hey, May sorry just got lost in the music. Here can you start taking the pictures down and place them in here for me?” I ask and hand her a small plastic tote.

“Oh course lets get this done so then you can take me to get that coffee.” She says with a wide grin. We fall into a comfortable silence and we both end up dancing to Hungry like the wolf but Duran Duran. Then a slow song comes on and we hold each other and slow dance. When the song comes to an end we both are looking at each others lips and lean in. May closes the distance and our lips both move in sync and I pull May even closer. When breathing comes and issue we pull apart “wow” we both say at the same time and chuckle. “Y/N… will you go in a date with me?”

“Of course May” and I kiss her one more time. Now we can’t tell Peter until we both knows it’s serious.

#marisa tomei #may parker x reader #aunt may x reader #mcu fanfiction #lgbt

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nsfwflint · 3 years

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Set Dressing

At long last, this piece has life. My first (and probably only) piece to ever break 10k. While I think this might be the hottest thing I've ever written, I really hope you all feel the same. Enjoy!

“Hold!”

With an exasperated sigh, you carefully hand your camera to your assistant. A cold breeze rolls over the rooftop as you slowly walk towards the uninvited guest. You take care not to startle them too much in order to avoid any accidents. As you cautiously inch towards them, you quietly hold your breath. Suddenly, they turn to you. Their dark eyes peer into your soul before quickly flying off, leaving a single black feather fluttering to the ground. With a deep exhale, you turn back to the jankiest set you’ve ever used for a photoshoot and see one of the models’ heads follow the crow as she watches it fly off.

“Man, I hate crows.” You mutter to yourself as you walk back towards your assistant.

“Don’t crows usually fly in a flock? I don’t like that we only had a single crow, it’s creepy.” Ken shudders.

“It’s a murder of crows. They’re probably too busy fighting with cats at a dumpster somewhere.” You joke.

While your assistant looks at you with a confused stare, you hear a small chuckle nearby. Remembering why you’re up here, you turn to the reason you’re on the rooftop to begin with. Turning to the two models, you give them a friendly smile. The one with lighter brown hair smiles back at you, as the one with long black hair continues to distractedly wander around the rooftop looking at random things.

“Sorry about that girls. Ken’s not really the fun type. Let’s continue shall we.” You say, giving the girls a playful wink as Ken hands you your camera.

“We have names, you know. I’m Seungyeon and this is Bora.” The one with shoulder length hair says.

“I know you have names; I just didn’t know what they were.” You admit.

You turn back to the pair of beautiful women in front of you and resume taking pictures. This is without a doubt the most confusing photoshoot you’ve done in your entire career. With everything being thrown together at the last moment, the entire situation is just a mess. The only thing all companies involved told you was “crop tops on rooftops.” So here you are in the beginning of winter, doing a photoshoot on the top of your building only a few feet away from your rooftop apartment because you couldn’t get any other location in such short notice.

Seungyeon’s dark leather jacket does nothing to cover her lethal curves. Her delicious cleavage peeking through, you desperately wish that you were the black sports bra tightly hugging her chest. Although you’d also settle for the black mesh shorts clinging to her sculpted thighs. With a confident smile, Seungyeon brushes a strand of her shoulder length light brown hair behind her ear.

“All right, that’s good for now Seungyeon. The companies wanted you to be more on the serious side, but don’t worry. That last one was an amazing smile.” You say, making a mental note to take that shot out for yourself later.

As Seungyeon nods and walks away from the small portion you have sectioned off as the set, you think you see a faint blush creep upon her cheeks. Before you can say anything else, Bora steps confidently into the set and blows you away. The intense presence she’s showing now is wildly different than the one she had a few minutes ago wandering around like a toddler. Now she’s standing here with a fatally sexy gaze in a pure white outfit the complete opposite of Seungyeon’s. Almost as if nature is responding to Bora’s whims, a soft wind blows her long black hair as her white blazer billows behind her. A tight white crop top clings to her sizable tits for dear life as it simultaneously reveals her toned stomach. Her white pants hide her legs, but you suspect her thighs are just as delectable as Seungyeon’s.

“Fantastic. All right, now together. That’s it, pose just like that.” You say, motioning for Seungyeon to join Bora on the set.

The two women pose as you shower their bodies in a barrage of camera flashes, you can’t help but admire their incredible bodies. While their outfits accentuate their figures, the color schemes provide a stark contrast, which you suppose is the point of the shoot. As your camera hungrily tries to capture every part of the scene in front of you, you realize the two beauties are similar with how everything about them just screams sexual charisma. The air of confidence they have is so intense, it’s almost suffocating. You can feel the absolute self-assurance they have in their sexuality even through the lens. For a quick second you get distracted and wonder how many men they have wrapped around their fingers. As you begin to lose yourself in taking pictures of the beautiful women, your assistant calls your name and snaps you back to reality.

“What?” You ask crankily.

“I have to leave now. Will you be okay by yourself?”

“Oh, is it that time already?” You ask, looking at your watch. “I guess it is. Yeah, I’ll be fine. Have a good night Ken.”

Ken nods politely before gathering his stuff and leaving. You take a few more pictures before deciding that you have enough for the day. As you plug the camera’s memory card into your nearby laptop, you turn back to the women.

“All right girls. You’re done for now. I’m going to go through the photos if you want to join me, maybe tell me which ones you like and dislike.” You say as you sit down at the nearby table.

“Whose apartment is that anyway?” Bora asks, pointing at the small room nearby.

“Mine.” You reply as you scroll through the hundreds of pictures you’ve taken.

“I see.” Bora mutters thoughtfully.

“So, what do you look for when you look for which ones to send back?” Seungyeon asks, sitting down next to you.

“Well, the first thing I do is go and delete all the ones that are no good. Shots with blinking or other accidents like that. Then I go through whatever correspondence I’ve received from the company telling me what they’re aiming for and compare what I have to what they’re looking for. After that it’s all just personal preference honestly.”

“I see.” Seungyeon nods as she leans closer to you to see the screen better.

As she stares at the screen, Seungyeon puts her arm on your shoulder. You swallow nervously as you try to ignore her breast lightly pressing against your arm. Glancing out of the corner of your eye, you see her gaze focused intently on the countless pictures on the computer screen. Seungyeon turns to you, and after a moment of brief but intense eye contact, blushes and pulls away from you slightly.

“So, this photoshoot was pretty last minute. What is it for anyway, if you don’t mind my asking?” You ask, trying to distract yourself.

“It’s a teaser for our upcoming collaboration.” Bora responds absentmindedly, looking at the nearby birds again.

“Bora! That’s supposed to be a secret!” Seungyeon exclaims.

“Is it? I don’t really think so. He’ll find out sooner or later anyway. Besides, it’s not like you’re going to leak the news or anything, right oppa?” Bora says as she sits next to you, leaning forward and exposing her heavenly cleavage.

“It’s not my news to tell, so I definitely don’t plan on it. Besides, part of being a photographer in this industry is keeping secrets like this.” You answer quickly.

Feeling your face grow hot as you’re surrounded by the two beauties, you nervously glance around and suddenly realize that it’s only the three of you on the rooftop.

“Where did all your staff go? You had managers and stylists here a little bit ago.” You ask anxiously.

“Yeah. We don’t have anything else scheduled though and they were going to give us free time anyway, we just convinced them to leave early.” Seungyeon says as she takes over scrolling through the pictures.

“Ah I see.”

“Bora, I’m looking at these and they’re really good, but I think maybe we can get some better ones if we do some changes, don’t you think?” Seungyeon turns to Bora with a twinkle in her eye.

“I totally agree. We should make those changes and have our new friend take some more.” Bora nods.

“Yeah I can do that.”

You stand up and start readying your camera as the girls return towards the set.

“Are you guys going to call your stylists back or wha- “

The question comes to a screeching halt as your voice dies in your throat when you turn to see the two gorgeous women have stripped down completely. A gentle breeze caresses every delicate curve of their bodies. It must have been a cold breeze, because both sets of nipples are now puffy and erect. Blood rushes throughout your body as you stare at every part on display. Two giant racks of delectable breasts that you want to dive into, four pillowy thighs that you could die between, two beautiful pussies you’d penetrate in a heartbeat and two perfectly toned stomachs to bridge them all together. You feel your penis rapidly stiffen in your pants as your eyes wander up and down their magnificent bodies.

“I uh,” you clear your throat nervously, trying to focus your mind enough to form a coherent sentence. “I don’t think this is a good idea. We could all get into a lot of trouble for this.”

“I think it’s fine. Don’t you Seungyeon?” Bora asks with a mischievous smile.

“Absolutely. I mean it’d be crazy to say no, right? How often would a highly skilled and talented professional photographer be able to take pictures of two gorgeous women in the nude?” Seungyeon agrees playfully.

You’re sure that they could get any photographer to take photos like that of them any day of the week. You know that they’re just buttering you up to do their bidding. The problem is that it is working. Because as manipulative as it is, Seungyeon is right. While they might be able to get it done any time they want, when would be the next time that you’d be able to take pictures like that? Gulping nervously, you bring your camera up to your face and start frantically snapping pictures. You don’t know when they’ll tell you to stop so you want to capture as many as you can.

“Good boy. Now what do you say we give him the photoshoot of a lifetime?” Bora asks Seungyeon.

“I’d say that we wouldn’t be very good models if we didn’t.” Seungyeon nods thoughtfully.

The two women start posing, eagerly showing off their spectacular bodies for you. Even if you didn’t have the camera to immortalize this moment, there’s no way you’ll ever forget this. With every click of the camera, you engrain the image of every one of their immaculate curves into your brain forever. You couldn’t be more thankful as the rosy sunset begins to fall upon you, further accenting the already beautiful view. A series of never-ending flashes illuminate their perfect figures, the camera almost as hungry for their bodies as you are. Your cock is so erect that it’s starting to hurt with how hard it’s pressing against your jeans.

What starts as generic poses quickly turns even more erotic as Bora pulls Seungyeon’s body against hers. As both of their sizable chests press against each other, you desperately wish you could dive in and taste every inch of their delicious breasts. You lick your lips as you watch Bora’s hand travel down Seungyeon’s flawless skin and start squeezing her perfect ass. Your cock throbs in your pants as you capture a picture of the most intense eye contact you’ve ever seen. The eye contact between Bora and Seungyeon is so fiery and lustful that you wonder if you’d survive being on the receiving end of it. After several seconds, Bora finally breaks eye contact and turns to you.

“Make sure to capture every second.” She says with a teasing smile.

Before you can reply that you already are, Bora turns back and aggressively sticks her tongue into Seungyeon’s mouth. Soft whimpers escape from Seungyeon as Bora swirls her tongue around her mouth. Bora’s fingers slowly creep off of Seungyeon’s ass to in between Seungyeon’s thighs. Seungyeon’s moans gradually get louder as Bora starts stroking her pussy. Watching their tongues entwine and rub against each other, you desperately want to join in. As you continue taking in the scene unfolding in front of you, you can no longer stop yourself. While you somehow manage to continue taking pictures with one hand, the other slips down your waist band. Watching the two gorgeous women engage in their passionate kiss, you slowly start stroking your cock in your pants. Finally, Bora breaks away from the kiss with another moan from Seungyeon.

“It’s starting to get a little cold. Maybe we should move to a more suitable indoor location. Good thing there’s an apartment nearby, right?” Bora teases.

With no other words needing to be spoken, you quickly run over to your apartment and unlock the door. No sooner is the door open than the girls sprint inside. For a brief second, the inner professional in you wants to break down the rest of your equipment and set it up inside. Thankfully you quickly realize how much time and mood that would kill and you follow them inside. Barely inside the small space you call your living room, Bora and Seungyeon have immediately resumed their lustful kiss. Seungyeon’s hands squeeze Bora’s ass as Bora vigorously gropes Seungyeon’s tits. You quickly return to the situation you were just in, taking pictures with one hand and stroking your cock inside your pants with the other.

One of Bora’s hands slowly slides down and begins stroking Seungyeon’s pussy again. Despite already being extremely lustful, somehow their kiss gets even more intense. Their tongues swirling around each other rapidly, they slowly sink to their knees. Seungyeon yelps as Bora sticks two fingers inside her cunt. Bora slowly pulls her fingers out until just her fingertips are inside Seungyeon before pushing them back in. Between their entwining tongues and her moans, drool starts to fall from the corner of Seungyeon’s mouth.

Bora gradually speeds up her fingers as Seungyeon’s hands leave Bora’s ass and move to her arms. Seungyeon grips Bora’s shoulders roughly as fluids from her pussy drip onto Bora’s fingers. The faster Bora thrusts her fingers into Seungyeon, the more her palm loudly slaps against Seungyeon’s pussy. Seungyeon’s loud moans fill the room and you begin to wonder how soundproof your apartment is. You suddenly realize how hard you’re stroking your cock to this titillating scene and make a conscious effort to slow down.

Finally, Bora breaks the kiss one last time as she withdraws her fingers from Seungyeon’s pussy. Seeing Seungyeon’s current state arouses you in a way you’ve never felt before. It’s abundantly clear that Bora has hit all the right spots and flipped some sort of switch in Seungyeon. Her sexual confidence fading away, Seungyeon pants heavily as she tries to catch her breath. As you stare at the moaning mess that she’s become, your dick throbs violently in your hand. Bora looks over to you and gives you a mischievous smile.

“Oh my. Look at how hard he’s gotten, Seungyeon. It must be really difficult for him to focus on our pictures like that. We should help him with that.” She teases.

At the apparent thought of being able to control you, Seungyeon’s confidence returns as she and Bora slowly crawl towards you. As the two naked women make their way over to you, your dick twitches in your pants. You take your hand out of your pants just before they arrive. As soon as they reach you, Seungyeon’s confidence has fully returned and she aggressively tears your pants down. Your erect dick springs out and they both have a brief moment of astonishment before looking up at you and smiling.

“I didn’t realize you were this hard.” Seungyeon says as she stares at your shaft.

“I knew he was packing from seeing his pants during the photoshoot earlier, but I didn’t know it was this impressive either.” Bora nods.

They each bite their lips seductively as they look up into your eyes. Your dick twitches from the sexual charisma dripping off of their bodies. With a smile they both turn their attention to your throbbing erection.

Every time you think these girls have shown you heaven, they up the ante. The sight of the two beautiful women kneeling before you drives you crazy and your cock twitches in anticipation. They gently blow onto your dick and revel in your expressions. Their breathing lightly tickles your shaft as they take their time to tease you. You must have finally made a face they like because they both start licking the sides of your cock. Realizing the chance in front of you, you position the camera overhead and click the button; the bright flash illuminating the two women licking your shaft. As they pepper your dick with kisses, you place the camera down on a nearby table and let yourself get lost in the pleasure.

You let out a soft groan as Seungyeon and Bora’s tongues travel along your throbbing cock. Their soft tongues glide up and down your shaft, gripping it tightly. A trail of warm spit trails behind their tongues as Seungyeon’s head moves towards your tip and Bora’s moves toward your balls. Bora is the first to arrive as she plants soft kisses at the base of your dick before moving to your sack. You barely have time to register the sensation of her tongue rubbing against your balls before Seungyeon takes your tip into her mouth. Her soft tongue wraps around your tip, the moist cavern of her mouth constricting as she sucks on your cock. The immense pleasure catches you off guard and you stagger backwards slightly, catching your balance on the nearby table; almost knocking your camera off of it. Displeased by the difference in reactions, you can feel Bora’s lips frown against your dick as she slowly kisses and licks her way back up to your shaft.

“Oh fuck.” You grunt as you tighten your grip on the table.

As Seungyeon continues to messily slurp on your tip, Bora slides her tongue up and down the underside of your shaft. Clearly not wanting to wait for her turn, Bora lightly pushes Seungyeon aside and your tip leaves Seungyeon’s mouth with an audible pop. Bora instantly seizes the opportunity she made for herself, practically inhaling you as she takes your dick into her mouth. Seungyeon frowns, but you’re barely able to see it before Bora starts sucking so hard that your vision blurs. Her head rapidly bobs up and down, the moist walls of her mouth constricting and pressuring your dick. You can feel Bora’s warm drool drowning your dick in pleasure as Bora continues to aggressively suck and slurp on your cock.

“Holy shit Bora.” You moan as you stagger again.

“That’s not fair! I wasn’t finished with him!” Seungyeon whines as she pulls Bora off of your cock.

“Well, you were hogging the good stuff.” Bora retorts.

You’re surprised at their grade school argument when you realize what you might miss out on if they keep arguing.

“Listen, we’re all here now to have a good time. If we want this to work, we all need to work together.” You say, desperately trying to keep them from arguing.

“He’s absolutely right Seungyeon. We need to work together.” Bora nods before winking at Seungyeon.

“Exactly, let’s show him just how well we can do that.” Seungyeon smiles.

With a smug confidence, they both raise themselves slightly before they sandwich their tits around your cock. You’ve never gotten a titfuck before, but you’ve heard it is the softest thing ever. As you find yourself buried between mountains of pillowy flesh, you have to say you agree. Bora and Seungyeon smirk as you feel the warmth of their heavenly breasts slowly enveloping your shaft. The tip of your dick barely peeking out of their wondrous valleys, they slowly start rubbing their tits up and down your shaft.

You feel their stiff nipples rub against your shaft every few strokes or so as they continue squishing their breasts against your dick. The soft sensation of their silky skin pressing against your shaft slowly starts pushing you to your limits. Just when you think it couldn’t possibly feel any better, Bora gives you a seductive smile before slowly spitting onto your cock. A long strand of spit glistens as it descends onto your tip. Your tip twitches at the sight of Bora’s spit pooling into their combined cleavage. One thing that is quickly becoming apparent is that Bora is a master of the art of the tease. Everything she does is deliberate and measured, from her sultry gazes to the slow speed of her tits stroking against your penis.

Seungyeon on the other hand, doesn’t seem to care about teasing you at all. While she goes along with Bora’s slower strokes, you can tell that Seungyeon doesn’t like it. Giving you the same intense gaze as Bora, you can see in Seungyeon’s eyes that she just wants to get you off as fast as possible. Which makes you conflicted; as much as you don’t want to be teased, you still want this to last as long as possible. However, you quickly find yourself freed from idle thought as Seungyeon takes her turn to spit on your dick. Their perfect breasts find themselves slipping and stroking your cock faster than before now that it’s covered with spit.

“Fuck baby, that feels so good.” You moan under your breath.

“I know.” Bora and Seungyeon reply simultaneously before frowning at each other.

“Clearly he meant me, with how slow you’re trying to make us go.” Seungyeon says.

“I can guarantee that I’m making him feel better than you are.” Bora sneers.

“Who were you calling baby?” They ask at the same time, turning to look at you.

The only thing you manage to reply with is a blank stare. Because you honestly don’t know. While you’re afraid that it might ruin everything, your silence thankfully has the opposite effect. You can see the competitive fire in their eyes intensify and their titfuck increases to breakneck speeds. Their sizable breasts now slick from their spit, their slippery strokes quickly push you to your limit. As they squeeze their tits closer together, you lose yourself in the pleasure of their soft skin. While they’re clearly competing for some form of your affection, the only thing you’re able to think of is the heavenly ecstasy as your tip peeks through the valley of their giant breasts.

Just when you think you couldn’t possibly feel any better, the girls prove you wrong once again. As if planned, both of them lean down and start licking the tip of your dick. Their warm tongues dance around your cock, swirling and stroking around your tip. It doesn’t take long before their tongues start rubbing against each other as well as your dick. Their breasts continue to squeeze against your shaft, rapidly stroking it up and down. The spit from their mouths pours over your tip as they massage it with their tongues.

"Fuck. Fuck, just like that. You both feel so good."

As you watch their efforts to please you intensify, you wonder if your moans even register in their ears. Their pillow breasts continue to rapidly push up and down your shaft, aided by the saliva dripping into their cleavage. The warmth of their soft tongues drives you further to the edge as they dance and swirl around the tip of your dick. Bora and Seungyeon begin taking turns between sucking your cock and spitting on it. The tender flesh of their mouths drives you to an ecstasy you didn't know existed. If this is how good their breasts feel, how amazing will actual sex with them be? The thought is quickly interrupted as Seungyeon gives your dick an audible slurp before releasing your tip from her mouth with a loud pop. Their soft tits continue to aggressively push against your cock. Just when you wonder how much longer you’ll be able to endure their heavenly tits, you feel a familiar tightness in your balls as your tip begins to swell.

“I’m going to- “

Thick streams of cum erupt out of your tip before you can even finish your sentence. The orgasmic bliss is so overwhelmingly intense, your eyes close involuntarily. When you finally open your eyes again, the sight of Bora and Seungyeon is burned into your brain. As the tip of your cock peeks out of their combined cleavage, your seed is plastered onto their faces as well as the top of their heavenly tits. The intense eye contact of the girls is replaced by looks of surprise as they’re shocked by the amount of cum you unloaded onto their bodies.

“Everybody needs to clean up.” Seungyeon muses, staring at your sticky semen caking their bodies.

“One second.” You mutter before turning to the nearby table.

Your heart skips a nervous beat when you notice your camera is now halfway off the opposite edge of the table. All of your staggering and pulling on the table to keep your balance through the immense pleasure must have made your camera shake all the way across the table. Quickly getting your bearings so you don’t kill too much time, you reach over and manage to grab your camera without moving your legs. Aiming downwards, a bright light flashes quickly and the scene of two women sandwiching your dick between your tits and covered in your cum is forever immortalized. You turn and place the camera back down as you pant heavily in an attempt to recover quickly. After kindly giving you the time to take the picture, Seungyeon leans in and licks the cum off of Bora’s tits, slowly making her way up Bora’s neck. Right as Seungyeon licks the last bit off of Bora’s cheek, Bora takes her turn lapping your semen off of Seungyeon’s body.

“That’s no fair, that’s mine.” Seungyeon frowns.

“Is that so? You can have it then.”

With your cum still pooled on her tongue, Bora leans in and sticks her tongue into Seungyeon’s mouth again. As their tongues rub and circle against each other, you can see faint traces of your cum pouring from Bora’s mouth into Seungyeon’s and back. While you were worried about not being able to continue after cumming, their lustful cum swapping kiss has eased all your concerns. You’ve never wanted anything more than to fill their bodies to the absolute brink with your cum. Bora pulls away from the kiss and smirks as your cock throbs violently in their collective cleavage.

“Look at how hard he is again already. I know how much you want to fuck him, so I’ll let you have him first.” Bora chuckles.

“W-what? I don’t know what you mean.” Seungyeon stutters slightly.

“It’s written all over your face. It’s much better to just be honest.” Bora says as she slips two of her fingers back inside Seungyeon’s pussy.

Bora’s fingering is more intense than the last time, her palm loudly slapping against Seungyeon’s silky flesh. Seungyeon slinks backwards, her arms holding her up as Bora continues to thrust her fingers in and out of Seungyeon’s cunt. You slowly stroke your cock and watch as glistening juices splash out of Seungyeon’s pussy. After a few moments of nonstop intense fingering, Bora finally slides her fingers out of Seungyeon.

"Show him your ass." Bora commands.

Seungyeon immediately drops on all fours, her voluptuous ass presented to you in glorious fashion. It seems like she's compliant with every order that would bring her the sexual satisfaction she's craving right now. She turns around and stares into your eyes, silently begging you to fuck the shit out of her. Bora gives both of you another satisfied smirk as she sees the lustful eye contact between you and Seungyeon.

“See? He wants you too. Just tell him what you want, Seungyeon.” Bora teases, her voice dripping with sultry provocation.

“Please, fuck me with your hard cock. I need you to fuck me and fill me with your cum.” Seungyeon begs needily.

As you stare into her eyes, you can tell it isn’t just generic dirty talk and placating. You can see the hunger in her gaze, her body trembling as it craves your cock. Sweet juices visibly drip down her thighs as she desperately pleads for you to fuck her. Her eyes cloud with a lust so powerful you can feel it in the air. Everything about the situation told you what she was saying was true. Seungyeon didn’t just want your cock inside her, she needed it. Which is perfect, because you need to be inside her just as bad. Kneeling behind her entrance, you slowly rub your tip up and down against her wet pussy. Your tip becomes drenched with her fluids as she lets out a series of whimpering moans.

“Please stop teasing me. I need you inside me so bad. Just fuck me until I pass out.” Seungyeon pleads.

While you want to tease her all night, the fact remains that you’re craving her body as much as she’s craving yours. You slowly slide your tip inside her cunt, the intense pressure from her walls almost forces you to almost cum right away. The two of you share a pleasured exhale as you stop inserting your dick to allow both of your time to adjust. Staring into the wanton lust in her eyes, you forget the world around you. While this definitely isn’t going to be gentle love making, you still want time to get used to each other. After all, it doesn’t do anyone any good if you both cum too fast.

“That’s a good girl. See how much better it is when you’re honest?” Bora says with a mischievous smile.

Reality comes crashing back to you as Bora pushes you forward, your dick suddenly plunging into the deepest parts of Seungyeon’s pussy. Seungyeon takes you all the way to the hilt, your tip slamming against the entrance to her womb as her plump ass ripples against you. Her velvety walls devour your cock with an intense heat and it takes every fiber of your body not to cum immediately. Seungyeon lets out a deafening moan that shows she’s just as caught off guard by the sudden pleasure as you are.

“What the fuck Bora?” Seungyeon snaps as she tries to catch her breath.

“You guys need to speed it up a little. We only have tonight and I want to make sure I get my turn.” Bora replies matter-of-factly.

Before Seungyeon can protest anymore, the intoxicating heat of her cunt squeezing your dick flips a switch inside you. Initially willing to start slow in order to savor the experience, you quickly find yourself growing obsessed wtih the velvety flesh constricting your cock. Seungyeon’s eyes widen as your hips start thrusting as if they have a mind of their own. Small moans start making their way out of her mouth as you lose yourself in her body with every thrust. Your frantic slams into her cunt grow increasingly more aggressive. The tip of your dick rams into the deepest part of her velvety pussy.

“Oh fuck. That’s it, just like that. Keep fucking me just like that.” Seungyeon moans, her lustful screams filling your small apartment.

You’re thankful that she likes the way you’re fucking her, because you no longer have any control over your body. Her silky walls tighten around your cock, tightly gripping you as you pierce into the depths of her heavenly flesh. You find yourself consumed by lust, an overwhelming hunger on your skin that tells you that you need to be inside of her. The sight of her voluptuous ass cheeks heaving and rippling with every thrust only intensifies that urge even more. Seungyeon’s lustful moans pierce your ears as her ass crashes against your waist.

Seungyeon’s face quickly contorts from ecstasy, overcome by the pleasure you’re both drowning in. Her whiny moans flow endlessly, her mouth open so long she starts to drool. Losing yourselves into your mutual lust, Seungyeon starts throwing her hips back, timing her own thrusts to match your own. The sight of her ass cheeks jiggling wildly triggers something inside of you. You raise your hand and deliver a hard slap to her ass, her cheek rippling against your palm.

"Oh FUCK yes. Slap me harder daddy." Seungyeon screams.

You briefly pause your thrusts as Seungyeon turns to look at you. A second of silence passes as you stare at each other, both of you bewildered by what just came out of her mouth.

"Oh he likes that." Bora giggles.

"What? I-" You try to defend yourself as words escape you.

"Please I saw your face when she said it. Don't bother denying it." Bora teases.

While you want to deny it, you know you can't. You've never had someone call you that before, but as soon as the words escaped Seungyeon, it woke something inside of you. You do want her to call you that again, but you aren't sure how to tell her. Thankfully Seungyeon solves that problem for you.

"Hurry up and fuck my pussy daddy." Seungyeon moans.

Never one to deny the request of a beautiful woman, you immediately plunge your cock into her depths again. Your violent thrusts quickly return as the heat of her cunt radiates along your shaft. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Bora masturbating nearby. Her fingers circle her clit as she watches your dick piston away inside her friend. The sight makes your dick throb, but your focus is quickly redirected as Seungyeon throws her hips back again. Equal parts thankful and upset that Seungyeon took your focus off Bora, you decide to discipline her for it.

Raising your hand, you bring it down and aggressively slap her ass, this time harder than before. Her ass ripples delightfully against your palm. You give her ass a rough squeeze as you continue to pound away at her wet cunt. Her silky ass cheeks jiggling against your fingertips fuels your never ending lust for her even more. As Seungyeon’s whimpers and moans overload your ears, you give her ass another firm slap. Seeing that her voluptuous cheeks are beginning to grow red, you start to worry until Seungyeon moans again.

"FUCK yes. Just like that. Fucking ruin my pussy daddy." Seungyeon screams, her velvety walls gripping your shaft tighter with every slap.

You lose yourself in the heat of her velvety cunt, frantically slamming your dick away at her womb. Seungyeon’s supple ass jiggles against your palms as you continue to give her cheeks hard slaps. Slick fluids drip from her cunt as your hands repeatedly strike her ass. Her pussy clenches tighter around your shaft with every slap. Alternating which ass cheek you slap drives both of you to the brink of ecstasy.

"Do you like when I slap your ass like this?" You growl, relishing her soft skin rippling against your fingers as you strike her ass.

"Yes. It feels so good." Seungyeon moans.

"Yes what?"

"Yes daddy I do. Please keep fucking me." Seungyeon groans as she frantically throws her hips back against you.

"Why should I?" You ask in a harsh voice, somehow managing to stop your thrusts again.

“Because I've been a bad girl. I've been a bad girl and need to be punished." Seungyeon whines, squirming desperately on your dick.

"Then I guess I need to punish you." You grunt as you give her ass another rough smack.

Your aggressive pounding quickly returns as you slam your dick inside Seungyeon. Her slick walls vigorously grip your cock, lustfully tugging on your shaft with every thrust. As you piston your dick inside her cunt, you continue to meet her ass cheeks with a barrage of smacks and squeezes. Another sound catches your and you turn to see Bora again. You lock eyes with Bora as she furiously masturbates while watching you rail on Seungyeon. Bora’s fingers rapidly go in and out of her pussy as she squeezes and fondles her own tits with her free hand. Both of their moans mingle together as all of you continue your journey to ecstasy.

"Fuck her just like that. Don't stop." Bora moans as she fingers her pussy with an intense vigor.

Bora’s commands are almost hypnotic. Even if you wanted to stop, you wouldn't be able to. Her voice is so sensual and alluring that you don't think any mortal could refuse her. But thankfully you're planning on continuing what you were doing anyway. You continue relentlessly piercing your dick into Seungyeon, her silky skin crashing against your body.

"God you're so fucking good." Seungyeon gasps between moans.

"Do you like how he fucks you?" Bora asks in a tone that's half teasing, half curiosity.

"YES. He's better than anyone else I've ever fucked." Seungyeon screams as you time your thrusts with her answers.

“Talking about other partners while you’re being fucked? Aren’t you a little slut.” Bora chuckles.

“Yes, I’m a slut. I’m a dirty slut and I need to be punished.” Seungyeon moans, her walls eagerly constricting your dick.

"She said it herself. Daddy's little whore needs to be punished. Keep pounding that tight little pussy." Bora says, somehow managing a demanding tone while moaning.

Despite the fact that you definitely didn't need Bora to tell you that, you follow her orders and continue your violent thrusting into Seungyeon. Seungyeon’s perfect ass jiggles rapidly as your bodies continue to crash against each other with a frantic rhythm. As your dick penetrates into her depths, you wonder how you'll ever have satisfying sex again after this. The heat of Seungyeon’s walls pulls you back to reality.

Seungyeon’s slick warmth pulsates along your shaft. Every thrust inside feels like a dream that you never want to wake up from. Before tonight you never would have described sex as a reality altering event, but that's exactly what sex with Seungyeon is. The sensual curves of her tanned skin ripple against your animalistic thrusts, fueling the never ending hunger you've developed for Seungyeon’s body.

“God you’re so fucking tight Seungyeon. Do you like being punished like this?” You grunt, your cock aggressively slamming in and out of her tight snatch.

“Yes, you feel so good when you punish me. Please punish me daddy.” Seungyeon begs as she thrusts her hips back against you.

“You heard the girl. Hit her.” Bora orders you, failing to hide the moans in her own voice as she continues to rapidly finger herself.

As you raise your hand again, you notice that both Seungyeon’s ass cheeks and your palms are both bright red. Having a small bit of mercy, you decide to ease up. However if you're only going to do one more slap, you're going to make it a good one. You raise both hands before bringing them both down on her ass cheeks harder than you have all night. Seungyeon’s body ripples wildly against you as her arms slip. With Seungyeon now resting on her elbows, you find yourself slightly deeper than before. Seungyeon feels it too, unleashing a moan so loud her others seem like whispers.

"Oh fuck." Seungyeon screams, her lustful shrieks piercing your ears.

Your fingers dig into her silky flesh, roughly squeezing Seungyeon’s ass as you ram your dick against her womb. Her soft skin slips between the cracks of your fingers, bright red from your assault on her ass. Moans from all three of you meld into an erotic harmony that just enhances the experience even more. As your dick pierces and scrapes Seungyeon’s velvety cavern, you end up squeezing her ass so hard your knuckles turn white. With every wild thrust, her voluptuous ass ripples against your skin. While you could savor this sensation forever, your hands grab her hips so you can watch her plump ass jiggle freely. Which is exactly what it does. Her supple cheeks heave and undulate wildly as you violently pump your cock in and out of her tight cunt.

“God you’re so fucking amazing Seungyeon. You feel so incredible.” You grunt, aggressively slamming your cock inside her.

Gripping Seungyeon’s hips, you vigorously ram your dick against her womb. As you piston in her cunt, you notice her sizable tits heaving and jiggling from behind. A part of her body that you were lusting for earlier, but have uncharacteristically ignored since you started. You lick your lips at the thought of indulging yourself in her breasts. Without warning, you pull your cock out of Seungyeon’s cunt and flip her over.

"Get on your back," You growl.

Seungyeon quickly obliges, laying on her back as you dive on top of her. In the maybe thirty seconds your dick was out of her pussy, you immediately start craving the heat of her tight cavern. You aggressively slam your dick back into her depths. If you're missing the feeling of being inside Seungyeon after not even a minute, how will you ever adjust to life after tonight?

Seungyeon’s moans begin to overwhelm every other sound in the apartment again. Her giant breasts heave up and down, bouncing wildly as your tip continues to violently kiss the entrance of her womb. You take the moment to savor the sight before you. Seungyeon’s perfect sweat-glistening body crashing and rippling as you plunge your dick as deep as you possibly can inside her. Your dick starts to throb and you know you'll be reaching the end soon.

"I'm going to cum soon Seungyeon." You groan through your primal thrusts.

"Me too. Keep fucking me just like this. I want to cum all over your dick daddy." Seungyeon’s erotic screams bounce off the walls.

Seungyeon’s moans stop as Bora suddenly straddles her face. You’re so surprised by her appearance that you temporarily stop thrusting. As Seungyeon’s walls constrict and pulsate along your shaft, the only thing you can do is stare at Bora, surprised.

“Well, you guys were having all the fun and I didn’t want to be left out.” Bora shrugs as she starts grinding her pussy along Seungyeon’s mouth.

As if turned on by Bora’s cunt on her face, Seungyeon’s walls clamp around your dick. The intense pleasure reminding you why you’re here, your hips begin thrusting with a mind of their own again. Your dick hungers for the velvety grip of her walls, relentlessly pounding away at Seungyeon’s womb. The sensation of her body trembling and rippling against yours is a feeling you’ll end up craving for the rest of your life. Despite being muffled by Bora’s cunt, you can still hear Seungyeon’s moans as you aggressively pierce into her depths.

Bora’s moans raise an octave as you watch Seungyeon’s tongue attack Bora’s folds. Seungyeon’s cunt tightens as she continues to lick and nibble on every part of Bora’s pussy. Watching Bora writhe in pleasure on Seungyeon’s face intensifies your thrusts. The sight of Bora sensually running her hand through her hair in tandem with her erotic moans is one of the sexiest things you’ve seen. Seungyeon’s tongue must have hit the spot as Bora releases a pleasured squeal. Bora’s hands reach down, swatting away your own as she takes her turn to squeeze Seungyeon’s tits. Her palms cover Seungyeon’s nipples, her fingers sinking into Seungyeon’s flesh as Bora grinds and rubs her cunt into Seungyeon’s face.

Watching Bora fondle Seungyeon’s tits makes your animalistic pounding continue to achieve an ecstasy you've never felt before. Seungyeon’s body glistening with sweat as it ripples and crashes against your cock is the hottest thing you've ever laid eyes on. Every thrust makes you more addicted to Seungyeon. Every second you spend slamming your dick inside her fuels your lustful madness. Finally the most mind blowing sex you've ever had approaches its finale as your balls tense. A thought crosses your mind and you immediately meet Bora’s eyes.

"Get off of her. I want to see her face when I cum inside her." You demand.

Bora gives you a smile, apparently satisfied with your commanding tone. Lifting her cunt off of Seungyeon’s face, Bora moves to the side and watches you. Seungyeon’s relentless moans immediately return. You somehow manage to restrain yourself and stop thrusting. Seungyeon looks at you, her eyes a mixture of confusion and begging.

"Why did you stop?" Seungyeon whines.

"I want you to beg me for it."

"Please fuck me daddy. I need you to finish fucking my pussy. Hurry up and fuck the shit out of me." Seungyeon pleads.

In an ideal world, you might have been able to tease Seungyeon longer, but in reality your body quickly betrays you. No longer able to hold back your thrusts, you immediately resume pounding away at her womb. Her tight walls constrict your shaft as your dick pistons in and out of her. The velvety cavern grips and tugs your shaft. As that familiar tightness in your balls returns, you somehow manage to thrust harder than you ever have before. Your frantic slams pierce into her depths, the sounds of your bodies crashing and slapping against each other audible over Seungyeon’s moans for the first time all night.

"Beg for me to cum inside you."

"What? But I don't know-"

"Fine, I'll pull out then." You say reluctantly as you begin to withdraw your dick from her velvety walls.

Seungyeon’s eyes widen with surprise as she feels you begin to slide out of her. She instantly wraps her thick thighs around you, locking her ankles behind your back to pull you back in.

"No. No please don't. I want you to cum inside me. Please cum inside me. I need you to fill me up daddy." Seungyeon moans, begging at the top of her lungs with lustful screams.

Almost immediately after finishing her sentence, Seungyeon is struck by her own orgasm. Her body shudders violently, her hot cunt clamping around your shaft. Fluids run down your shaft as her orgasm reaches its peak. You manage to pierce into her depths with one final thrust as her orgasm rocks your body as well. The tip of your cock throbs as it slams against her womb, pouring a torrent of hot cum inside it. Your own body twitches as the last few streams of semen flood into her depths.

Both you and Seungyeon slowly recover from your orgasm. The apartment is silent apart from the heavy breathing as you both try to catch your breath. One minute passes. Then two. You don't know how long it is before you finally withdraw your cock from her cunt. Sitting on the floor with Seungyeon sprawled in front of you, you continue to take deep breaths when you suddenly feel an arm around you. Soft fingers quickly grip your shaft, giving your dick brisk strokes. Turning around, your eyes meet Bora’s as you feel her breasts pressing against your back.

"I hope you didn't forget about me. It's my turn now, and I'm nowhere near as easy as Seungyeon is. You better be ready for this." Bora says with an evil smile. If she wasn't so sexy right now, she'd be terrifying.

Despite the fact that you just had the most mind blowing sex of your life, you quickly find yourself hardening again. Soft groans escape your lips as Bora continues to tug on your dick. You have to hand it to Bora, she's an absolute master in the art of the tease. Knowing exactly when to speed up her strokes and when to come to a screeching halt. Her fingers continue their magic, skillfully building you to the point of pleasure before letting it begin to fade again.

As passionate groans escape your lips, you turn forward and look at Seungyeon again. Seungyeon lays in front of you, the only movement being her chest rising and falling from exhaustion. You look between her legs and see a thick white river slowly flowing out of her cunt. Between Bora’s masterful handjob and the sight of your cum pouring out of Seungyeon, you quickly find yourself ready for action again.

Your dick immediately misses the warmth of her hand as she spits on her palm. The warm lubrication makes an amazing handjob somehow even more incredible as Bora’s hand quickly glides up and down your shaft. She continues to alternate between fast paced strokes and her agonizingly slow pulls. Precum coats Bora’s fingers as she lightly twists her hand over your tip. Bora releases a small giggle as your dick throbs in her hand.

“If Seungyeon was awake she might be jealous of how hard you’re getting for me, you know.” Bora whispers teasingly into your ear.

“Good thing she isn’t awake then.” You groan.

“Oh ho. Maybe we should move a little so we don’t change that.” Bora whispers before playfully nibbling your ear.

Bora slowly stands up, pulling you with her with her hand never leaving your shaft.

“That’s a good boy. Over here now.” Bora whispers mischievously as she guides you across the room from behind.

You finally make it to the couch for the first time tonight when she stops you.

“This is good for now. You haven’t earned the right to sit down yet.” Bora giggles

Upon hearing that sentence, you realize she was right. Bora is definitely not going to be as easy as Seungyeon. You now understand that while you might have had control over Seungyeon, Bora is going to have complete control over you. The situation makes you shudder slightly, partially from excitement and partially from fear. Noticing your reaction, a devilish giggle makes its way past Bora’s lips as she immediately resumes her agonizing torment.

Continuing from where she left off before the move, Bora begins her rapid strokes on your cock again. Her soft breasts push against you even more, her stiff nipples poking into your back. A soft groan escapes you as her soft fingers quickly slide up and down your shaft. Bora gently blows on your ear before playfully nibbling it again. Gently pulling on your earlobe, her strokes gradually slow down again before releasing your cock entirely. She releases your ear as she brings her palm up, sensually licking her palm. Your dick twitches again as her moist grip returns on your shaft.

“Oh my. You’re throbbing an awful lot down there Mr. Photographer. Do you want to fuck me that bad?” Bora whispers, enjoying every second the hold her hellish teasing has on you.

“Yes I do.” You moan.

“Yes you do what?”

You blink a few times, perplexed by her question.

“I’m confused.” You admit.

“Well Seungyeon called you daddy, so what should you call me?” Bora asks teasingly.

Finally, it dawns on you.

“Yes I do want to fuck you that bad mommy.”

“I see. Unfortunately, you haven’t earned that yet. If you can endure this, I’ll give you your reward though.” Bora says, her happiness with the situation clearly reflected in her voice.

Her deft hand speeds up its strokes again, her wet fingers gliding up and down your shaft. The sound of her hand slapping against your waist fills the room, overpowering your shallow groans. Just when you think you might cave and blow your load, Bora’s strokes come to a screeching halt. Her fingers slowly inch their way up and down your dick, deliberate and measured to give you the perfect mix of pleasure and torture.

It doesn’t take long before Bora picks up the pace, rapidly rubbing her hand along your cock. You suddenly feel her other arm wrap around you as her fingers slowly glide up your chest. Once again, her hand slows to a crawl on your shaft. Suddenly, Bora’s fingers lightly flick one of your nipples. A surprised groan passes your lips. Apparently pleased with your reaction, Bora eagerly presses even closer against you. Your breathing quickly grows ragged from her constant change of pace.

You realize it isn’t just the change of pace that’s agonizing, it’s the change in pressure. Sometimes Bora roughly squeezes your shaft, sometimes it’s just a light slide up and down your cock. Bora has mastered the art of the tease so well, that you know this is going to be some of the best sex you’ve ever had. Her fingers continue to pinch and flick your nipples, teasing you with actions you want to do to her nipples. Picking up her speed once again, you wonder how much longer you’ll be able to hold out against her masterful handjob. Just as you fear you’re about to blow, Bora takes her hand off your cock entirely. Turning you around, she looks in your eyes with a glimmer of satisfaction.

“You didn’t cum. Good. Now we can start the real thing.” Bora smiles.

With a teasing smirk, she pushes you onto the couch. Before you even know what’s happening, Bora is immediately straddling your waist. Her pussy teasingly hovers over your cock, her moist lips lightly brushing against your tip. As much as you want to slam her down and thrust away, you know that letting Bora take control will please everyone a lot more.

“You look happy. Did you want mommy to ride you like this?” She teases

“Yes mommy I do.” You nod eagerly.

“For how long?”

“Since the second I first met you today.”

“Now, now. That’s a very naughty boy.” Bora smirks.

“Well in that case you should really punish me mommy.”

With another smile, Bora slams herself on top of you, your dick plunging into her depths. Both of you release a duet of lustful moans. While you thought Seungyeon was tight, she has nothing on Bora. Her tight walls devour your cock with such an intense heat, you have to try three times harder not to cum instantly than you did with Seungyeon. You can feel every fiber in your body clench as you struggle not to give in and explode right away. As you desperately try to control your breathing, Bora notices your condition right away once again.

“I’m impressed. Most men end up cumming right away.” Bora muses.

“Well mommy wouldn’t like that would she?” You grunt.

“No, no she wouldn’t. But I hope you’re ready. We’re going all out from the start.” Bora declares

True to her word, Bora immediately starts bouncing up and down on your dick. Her juicy thighs ripple against your own as she lustfully rides you. Your tip slams mercilessly against her womb. While Bora’s body crashes aggressively onto your cock, you can’t help but stare as her tantalizing tits bounce hypnotically. As they teasingly dance up and down in front of your face, you can’t take it anymore. Desperate to experience their taste, you lunge towards them. Before you can get there, Bora slaps her palm against your forehead and pushes you back into the couch.

“I didn’t say you could do that yet, now did I? Don’t worry if you do a good enough job, I’ll let you have your way with them.” Bora smirks.

You frown as Bora returns to her expert teasing, her wild bouncing turning into a slow grind. For extra effect, she clenches her walls around your shaft, forcing a sharp gasp out of you. Bora smirks again as she slowly pushes back and forth against your cock. While her teasing smirk kind of pisses you off, the sheer confidence of it just makes Bora that much sexier. Her grind becomes a more intense version of her handjob. Slow deliberate movements designed to build your need for pleasure without giving you any.

“That’s quite the frown. Tell you what, you can squeeze mommy’s ass. How about that?” Bora teases.

While you feel like you should say something, your need for some sort of pleasure takes precedence. Your hands immediately slap onto Bora’s ass, your fingers melting into her plump cheeks. As you fondle and squeeze her ass, she quickly returns to her aggressive thrusts on your cock. Small moans begin to leak out of Bora’s mouth. Her hot walls grip your shaft, roughly tugging on your dick with every bounce. Bora’s moans slowly begin to overpower your own as she continues to violently slam herself on your cock. You give her ass a rough slap and her cunt reacts the same way Seungyeon’s did, tightening with every smack. Not wanting to overdo it and make Bora angry, you give her another hard slap before returning to squeezing her ass.

“God you’re so good. You’re hitting all of mommy’s spots. Now I see why Seungyeon got fucked to sleep.” Bora moans, her alluring voice intoxicating your ears.

The sound of your flesh crashing against each other is barely audible as Bora’s moans escalate even more. Her violent slams onto your cock cause her whole body to ripple, her heavenly chest heaving wildly. Bora brushes her hair behind her head like she did when she was riding Seungyeon. The simple action is so amazingly erotic as it leaves her entire body on display. Alluring and sensual moans fill the air between you as you watch her body dominate your own, mesmerized by her delicious breasts. Suddenly, her aggressive bouncing comes to a stop as she plants her hands on your chest.

“Whew. Oh god. That was close. Almost got away from me there.” Bora says with a hint of satisfaction in her voice.

“I thought you were enjoying it.” You frown.

“Oh I definitely was. But I can’t have either of us cumming just yet.” Bora says with the same teasing smile she’s been giving you all night.

As Bora begins her agonizingly slow grind to edge you once again, everything suddenly makes sense. Dancing and sex are both about timing and rhythm. And the reason Bora is so good is because her body has a natural talent for both. She always knows the precise moments of when to build up and when to stop. Every single thing she does is done with the maximum amount of teasing possible. And Bora absolutely knows it. As if reading your mind, Bora smirks as she slowly pushes against your cock.

Feeling bold after her crescendo of moans, your hands slowly make their way up her seductive curves. Slowly sliding up her hips and side, savoring every moment of her silky skin before reaching her breasts. Bora looks you in the eye before giving you a small nod. That’s all the permission you need as you dive into her chest. Your fingers sink into her pillowy breasts, immediately grabbing and squeezing them as hard as you can.

“Do you like the way mommy’s tits feel?” Bora moans with a seductive smile..

“Yes I do, they’re so incredible.” You grunt as she clenches her cunt around your dick again.

“Good. Now go on. Taste them like I know you’ve been wanting to.”

One of your favorite things about tonight is getting ordered to do things you were going to do anyway. You dive into Bora’s chest the way you've been wanting to all night. Your lips immediately find her stiff nipple, eagerly taking it into your mouth.

Your tongue swirls around the fleshy nub, sucking and pulling on it. The soft skin of her tits melts in your hands as you squeeze and knead them. Your fingers quickly travel to her free nipple, pinching it as you take the other between your teeth.

"Do you like the way mommy's tits taste?" Bora smiles as she looks down at you.

Not wanting to release her breast from your mouth, pulling her nipple up and down with your teeth. Bora’s sensual moans gradually increase in pitch as she aggressively bounces on your dick. Wanting some payback for her hellish edging, you thrust upward in time with her downthrust.

"Oh God. Just like that, hit right there baby." Bora shrieks.

You smile against her breast as you can finally do what you want. Swirling your tongue around her nipple, you begin your own intense thrusts. Your tip mercilessly slams against Bora’s womb. Her ass ripples against your thighs, every thrust trying to pierce deeper than the last.

With her nipple between your teeth again, you relish the sensation of her sizeable tits heaving and bouncing against your face. As if detecting your pleasure, Bora grabs the back of your head and pushes your face against her chest even more. Pushing and pulling her nipple with your teeth, you continue to pinch her free nipple. As you continue to pull on both of her nipples, Bora’s wet pussy tightly grips your dick.

"Fuck just like this. You're making mommy feel so good." Bora moans at the top of her lungs.

You’ve never understood what people meant by a siren song until you heard Bora’s sensual moans. Each lustful and erotic note drives you deeper into ecstasy and madness. Unfortunately, you finally find yourself exhausted. While you're surprised that you’d lasted this long, you quickly push the thought aside.

With the last bit of remaining strength you have, you violently slam your dick into Bora’s depths. Every animalistic thrust you throw out causes her body to bounce harder than it has all night. Her delicious thighs and perfect ass ripple wildly as your bodies crash against each other. The taste of her stiff nipple fills your mouth as her tits heave and jiggle against your lips. Your tip twitches inside her moist cavern and you know it's time.

Bora lightly punches you in the chest as you feel her velvety walls clamp around your shaft. She erotically pulls her hair back again. You finally detach yourself from her nipples, a strand of saliva glimmers in the air before breaking. As you lock eyes with her, you can see notes of something else behind her lustful gaze.

Both of you know the end is approaching. You increase the velocity of your frantic thrusts, piercing your tip into her as deep as you can. Her velvety walls clench on your shaft, overwhelming your cock with a tightness you've never experienced. Rapidfire moans blast out of Bora as she grips your shoulders.

“OH fuck. You’re so good. I’m about to cum.” Bora screams, her alluring moans driving you to your limits as well.

“Me too. I want to cum inside you.” You groan, not even attempting to get ready to cum anywhere else.

“Go ahead, cum inside mommy. Fill me all the way up.” Bora screams, her fingernails digging into your shoulders.

With one final aggressive slam, your tip pries into her depths one more time. Bora’s hot cunt tightens so much it feels like it might rip your dick off. As both of your bodies shudder violently, Bora’s climax triggers your own. Thick streams of semen erupt from your tip, a torrential flood of cum depositing directly into her womb. After one final spurt, both orgasms slowly come to an end. As Bora gingerly lifts herself off your cock, you both look down to see a white waterfall leaking from her pussy. Both of you knowing full well the only reason you came so much is because Bora edged you to hell and back.

“Go lay down next to Seungyeon.” You gesture as you go pick up your camera one last time.

Bora smiles, immediately knowing what you want. Laying down next to Seungyeon, Bora gently nudges her mid snore.

“I’m awake. What did I miss??” Seungyeon shouts as she darts awake.

“Nothing. Just taking one last picture. Spread your legs and say cheese.” You groan, sore from the two bouts of mind shattering sex.

Without any questions, Seungyeon immediately does as she’s told. Bora quickly joins her and the camera flash illuminates your apartment for the final time tonight. You take a look at the display on your camera and smile at what will be one of your all time favorite shots. The two busty beauties posing with V signs and smiles, their legs spread to reveal obscene amounts of cum dripping from their cunts. Setting your camera down, you lay down between the girls. As you feel their soft tits pressing against both your arms, you quickly crash into a deep slumber.

You wake up again the next morning after the most eventful photoshoot of your life and you scroll through the extracurricular shots. Even though you stopped taking pictures as it started getting intense, you thankfully managed to get an amazing final shot. You smile as you stare at your favorite picture of the day, the two girls covered in your cum with your dick between your tits forever immortalized. Out of the corner of your eye, you see a small note nearby.

“Dear Mr. Photographer, thank you so much for such an incredible photoshoot. In addition to all the fantastic pictures, we also had a lot of fun. Hopefully we’ll be able to use your services again. And don’t worry, we’ll definitely be recommending your services to the other members for when they come to shoot their teasers.

- Bora and Seungyeon”

Underneath the letter, you see a second smaller note, almost hidden. After a quick glance, you realize that it’s Seungyeon leaving you her personal number and asking for dinner sometime. Considering how she secretly hid it, you chuckle as you realize that Bora probably scolded Seungyeon for wanting to leave it. It amazes you how similar yet different they are. So of course, even their responses would be different. While Seungyeon apparently wants something more, the lack of follow-up tells you that Bora is completely fine with it just being a casual hook-up. Smiling to yourself, you place the notes on your desk so you’ll always be able to see them. You briefly wonder exactly what services they’ll be recommending. But having seen pictures of all the other members, you’re excited to continue working on this project.

A/N first things first, I want to give a massive shoutout to @sinsatmidnight on tumblr for beta reading this ridiculous piece. I started writing this piece last year and after so many struggles I finished it after six months. This piece is kind of a weird mix of inspiration. Original concept was going to be something completely different. But then I saw that both had super hot pictures of croptops on buildingtops. So then the prompt became "something about croptops on rooftops" Then I decided to go with the opposite theme and use the outfit from Seungyeon's rooftop croptop and then the white outfit from the Black Or White stages as inspiration. Hence why the working title for this piece was Opposites. Also for some reason I feel like I want to clarify that I came up with this idea even before their collab video came out.

#kpop #kpop smut #dreamcatcher #malereader #readerinsert #clc #clc seungyeon #dreamcatcher sua

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The third and final part of an au fic inspired by the ending of return of the king! (part 1) (part 2) (ao3 link)

I hope you all like middle aged men being ridiculously in love

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His feet land on a soft surface, and the air is suddenly devoid of the ever-present smog of the city. Letting out a breath and opening his eyes, he’s surprised to find himself in a meadow, trees on either side causing the light to shift and swirl. There’s a haziness to the edges of his vision that gives the place a dream like quality, reaffirming that he’s left his prior reality.

There’s a faint pathway on the ground, and something resembling intuition tells him that he needs to go forward. A small part of him wants to panic, to chew on the worry that he won’t be able to find Jon here, or that even if he does, his presence will be unwanted. 25 years is a long time. However, he’s in possession of a rather uncharacteristic optimism about seeing the love of his life again. Something in the air makes him feel welcome. It’s not in the way that the Lonely did, like he was supposed to be there for the sins of his existence, but more like a space that he could be allowed to make a home in.

After an (very loosely) estimated 20 minutes of walking, he can see a clearing a bit in the distance, and something startles him by rustling leaves near his left. The noise is soft, but it could’ve been a thunderclap compared to the slightly eerie silence he’d been surrounded by, and he is now very aware that he’s completely unarmed. He waits a beat, two, tensed until the culprit emerges from the shadows between the trees. It’s..a black cat. Huh.

The cat, utterly nonplussed by his fear, approaches him, rubs against his legs for a few moments, then trots forward along the path. When Martin is in no hurry to follow after it, it stops, turns its head to stare expectantly, then continues on. Well, then. Martin is hardly one to deny a cat that so very clearly has a quest for him.

Following along, the cat takes him to the clearing that he can now see is occupied by a cottage. It takes a moment for the place to settle into focus, much like the adjustment of a camera lens. When it resolves itself, his heart leaps into his throat, and he internally admonishes it for jumping the gun on hope. The place a mere few meters from him is not an exact copy, but rather a decent facsimile of the home that he and Jon had briefly gotten to share.

His internal trepidation towards hope swiftly becomes unnecessary. The cat approaches the door with all the expected ease of a creature coming back to its dwelling, and all it takes is a single meow before the door swings open to reveal the most beloved face. Jon-

God, it’s Jon. It’s living, breathing, present Jon-

Jon places a hand on his hip and, with a smile that could blind Martin and a voice far more wonderful than any recording could ever capture, he tells the cat, “Hello again, Morticia. I’m surprised you don’t have some dead thing in your mouth, the way you suddenly went dashing off like that. Whatever could be so important that...you….”

Jon had clearly been exaggerating his look out for whatever exciting leaf or bird has caught the cat’s attention. Instead, he makes eye contact with Martin, and time fragments.

All Martin knows is this: One second, their eyes lock, and Jon’s subsequent exhalation of “Martin” sounds as if it’s been punched out of him. The next, all distance is gone, and Jon is, for the first time in two and a half decades, in his arms again.

Jon’s hair is tickling his nose and Jon’s hands are clutching his jacket and Jon’s heartbeat is pressed to his own and Jon Jon Jon Jon Jon. He’s encased, engulfed by Jon, his scent and his body and his voice and his everything, and Martin feels like he’s drowning, if drowning brought you back to life.

Jon is the first one to pull back, but only enough that he can shift his arms from around Martin’s back to his neck. He hadn’t seen it initially, but he can feel Jon’s wedding ring against his skin, bringing about another crashing wave of joy.

The centimeters between them don’t last longer than the seconds it takes for Jon to look pointedly at Martin’s lips and tilt his head in an obvious question of Can I?, Martin to nod, and for them both to be kissed within an inch of their lives.

Or, at least, for them to attempt to be kissed within an inch of their lives. The reality of it is much messier, tear-stained and continuously interrupted by both laughter and sobs. Martin wouldn’t trade it for a perfect, storybook kiss in a million lifetimes. The fairytale version wouldn’t even begin to capture how much he is so, so in love.

He had never fallen out of love with Jon. The part of him dedicated towards romance had adamantly refused to leave Jon’s side, even if Jon was an entire universe away, instead building a geode around itself that had just been rapidly smashed back open. As it it turns out, sharing a love with Jon that got to be an active participant rather than a well-worn memory was countless, infinite times better. Judging by how enthusiastically Jon is kissing him back, Martin would wager than he feels the same.

After several minutes of frantic touching, the need to both confirm the physical existence of each other and start working off a 25 year debt of smooches calms into something significantly more gentle. They transition from grasping to holding to simply resting their forms against each other, foreheads pressed together and lips free to actually speak.

All of Martin’s big (anxiety-ridden) questions, mostly about whether Jon would still want him, or if it’d be awkward, or if they were truly still in love, had been, ah, thoroughly answered. So, naturally, it’s Jon that breaks the silence. “We should, um, we should probably talk.”

Not quite yet bothering to open his eyes, Martin gives an airy, “Hmmm. Yeah, probably.”

In an admonishment that’s far too giggly to stick the landing, Jon lightly shoves his shoulder and says “Martin,” so different than the tone from earlier and yet still so able to send a thrill down his spine.

Martin, begrudging mostly for show, separates their foreheads and opens his eyes. Significantly less begrudgingly, he hits Jon with the multiverse’s soppiest smile and takes his hand, a gesture that makes his entire body sing with the rightness of it. “Alright, alright. Let’s talk.”

Ever so gently, Jon leads him deeper into the cottage, until he settles them knee to knee on a couch far more comfortable than any they had ever owned. There’s a determined set to the line of his jaw, and he’s clearly about to launch into a whole speech, but first his eyes soften with distraction. Staring at Martin’s face, he brings the hand not still held by Martin’s up to cup his cheek. Quietly and full of wonder he asks, “You are real, right?”

Martin happily leans into his hand, replying, “I’m real as long as you are.”

Martin, in all his rose-colored remembrances, had forgotten just how soft Jon could be. “I am. I’m..likely more so than I’ve been in years.”

Then, after Jon strokes his cheek with his thumb, a frown forms on his features. Luckily, it’s one of consideration rather than upset. He continues, “I wasn’t...I never truly expected you to come here.”

That’s enough to cut through the blissful haze Martin’s been floating in. “What?!”

Jon shrugs, and smiles in that terribly self deprecating way that Martin wants to permanently kiss out of existence. “I couldn’t really allow myself that hope, and..I thought you would move on. Live your life, likely remarry within a few years-”

Martin snorts, which earns him a glare. How dare he interrupt Jon’s solemn wistfulness with the truth, apparently. “You have a incredibly generous view of my dating prowess.”

“What, all this time, and you still don’t know how easy you are to love?”

Lifting Jon’s left hand to place a kiss on his wedding ring, Martin accuses, “Sap,” as if he could talk. Then he continues, “I’m pretty sure you’re the only one that thinks that, but even if I had a thousand suitors clamoring at my feet, it was only ever you that I was in love with. I already told you, I’ll follow you wherever you go.”

Looking at Jon, he’s never not amazed to find the depth of love he feels for him reflected back in Jon’s own features. Loving Jon always felt obvious, instinctual, even when they fought or bickered or struggled. Jon loving him back has yet to stop feeling like a miracle. Jon pulls away the hand resting on Martin’s cheek to envelop both of Martin’s in his own. He idly rubs his fingers over the wedding ring on Martin’s own finger before his eyes drop down to it, a flash of guilt on his face. “You..you did though, correct? Live a life out..out there? You..look older.”

“Yeah I..is that okay?”

“Of course, besides,” Jon smiles back up at him, letting go with his right hand so that he can wrap one of Martin’s now naturally grey curls around his finger, “we match now.”

The playful tone eases off as Jon asks, “How long, um. How long has it been? Time..doesn’t exactly work the same here.”

Martin had already guessed that by Jon’s lack of aging, but it’s good to have that confirmed out in the open. “I just had my 57th birthday.”

Lighter than a breath, Jon replies, “Oh. Twenty-five years. Then..why come here now?”

With a one shoulder shrug and a falsely laid back air, Martin tells him, “I wanted to go home.”

Jon grimaces at that, which sends a corresponding hit of panic through Martin, until he explains, “As..as overjoyed as I am to have you here, to see you again, this isn’t..this isn’t a very good home. The days and nights are impossibly long, and while the days are mostly fine-”

“-Jon-”

“-the nights are more like nightmares. Sure, during the day, you can conjure whatever you like, barring living things, though occasionally a stray animal will wander through the barrier, hence the cats-”

“-Jon-”

“but the, the nights. The Fears, they, well, they don’t really have anything left to feed on other than the avatars, and clearly you are one now, and so what they do is create terrible dreams that you can’t separate from reality while they’re happening, and they feel indefinite while they’re happening, and if you try to rest during the day, you can only get about an hour before They set in again-”

“-Jon-”

“-and even then, the days can get lonely. There’s simply not many people populating this realm, and while Annabelle or- or Oliver might occasionally visit, it’s still mostly isolated, and I never wanted that for you-”

“-Jon. I don’t give a shit about the realm. I was talking about you.”

Jon lets out a little hum, then presses their foreheads together once more. “I know, love, I just. I wish I could’ve warned you. I’m...I’m hardly worth all the trouble.”

“Fuck off, of course you are. You always have been, Jon. Even..even if spending only half of our time navigating a hellspace wasn’t literally twice as good as we had it in the apocalypse, getting to have a home with you and too many cats is everything I could possibly want.”

Jon stares at him for a moment, tracing his features before asking, “Are you sure?”

“With every part of me.”

Finally, Jon shifts their positions so that instead of being face to face, he can curl up against Martin’s side, tucking his head underneath his chin. With a glowing content, he tells him, “I love you.”

Martin kisses the top of his head and wraps his arms around him. “I love you too.”

“Hey, Martin?”

“Yes, Jon?”

“Welcome home.”

#my fic #tma #jonmartin #jon sims #martin blackwood

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evelxtus · 3 years

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Nah, you stone cold for Forgetting to enable ask/J

I know you might've seen this request around. But Can I requests Xiao, Childe, and Diluc (and possibly Zhongli) with a Isekai!Male!Reader Who after weeks of dating, Snaps a photo of them out of nowhere. But the thing is, phones don't exist in they're world. How would they react?

Isekai!Male!Reader × Genshin Impact. ꒰Snaps a photo of them out of nowhere.꒱

Characters included: XIAO, CHILDE, DILUC, ZHONGLI.

Warning: none

Type: scenario

Plz I didn't know there was a button to activate it 💀

Thank you so much btw, you are my first request ;;;; im happier than i should be

And I love the idea, it'll be fun.

› 〉Xiao.

There you were, enjoying a peaceful evening at Wangshu Inn after a long day defeating some monsters. Truth be told, Xiao only cared about being with you, but he used the excuse of "defeating monsters together" to cover that fact. And so it was for a few weeks, in which little by little, it seemed more like dating. And neither of you were going to stop with that.

The anemo boy looked so cute eating his favorite dish, Almond Tofu... And you were so excited to have ended up in that world and met Xiao. You couldn't help but glance at him when he ate, he seemed to enjoy himself as a small child no matter how much he tried to hide it. You couldn't waste this opportunity. With a quick movement, you took your mobile out of your pants, and took an unsuspecting photo of the adepti, in which you could see how it was approaching a piece of tofu to his mouth.

He placed back the same chunk on the plate, looking at you with raised eyebrows. The truth is that he had been a little scared. "What... what was that?" his voice sounded with a tone of surprise and annoyance that you had already gotten used to. And it was normal, you had pointed an unknown object at him which had made a noise. It could perfectly be treated of a weapon, but he trusted you enough to know it was not the case. "I was taking a picture. You look pretty good, don't you think?" you answered showing him the result.

The confused boy approached his hand suspiciously to that new device for his eyes, and ended up holding it awkwardly with both hands, looking at the image you had taken seconds ago. "Ah... Another human thing..." A sigh left his lips, and he looked up at you heavily as he handed your phone back to you.

"Don't do it again. You scared me and it was stupid." After those words, you looked at him with some pity, so it didn't take long for him to clear his throat and correct himself. "Ask me before. But don't even think about being with that in your hands all the time. You know that human inventions are not to my liking."

Yes, of course. He's actually a bit embarrassed that you keep photos of him.

› 〉Childe.

You knew that your feelings had changed drastically throughout all the time, since you had first arrived in that world. Since you met, everything was fights and battles to see who was the best and strongest, and although the answer was always obvious - Childe won - you did not give up. It was... funny. And he was gentle sometimes.

You were like that for weeks, every time you see each other, the friendly fights changed to more relaxed plans, to the point that sometimes you just walked around and from time to time Childe bought you anything you liked. "Do you like this Rex Lapis plush?" He knew he didn't even have to ask you, you loved the stuffed animals that they sold especially if it was related to things from that world and not simple things like teddy bears. "Well, here you go."

He held out his arm for you to take the dragon shaped teddy, but instead you shook your head, you had an idea in mind. "Wait. Stick to him. And hug him." you asked him. The redhead looked quite confused with your orders, although he did so without question. Poor naive.

You took out your mobile and took a picture of it. The boy's eyes widened in surprise and he separated from the toy quickly. "What have you done?" Seeing you laugh, his eyebrows furrowed. "What's so funny? Let me see." You showed him the screen of your mobile, and out of the corner of your eye you could see how the opponent's cheeks were stained with a pretty redness.

When he realized you were looking at him, he shook his head trying to get rid of the blush. The redhead wrapped your neck with the long Rex Lapis teddy. "Let me use that thing. I want to try taking a picture myself. Better than yours."

Better than yours, yeah. Just because you were in them.

And he also wants to have his revenge. Surely he will steal your mobile to fiddle with it while figuring out how to take unsuspecting photos of you.

› 〉Diluc

The vineyard looked so pretty in the evening. The orange color of the sky mixed with the extensive terrain of that area, making it a picturesque landscape to behold, and a view that no matter how much you saw it almost every day, it was pleasant and relaxing for the two of you.

"Shall we relax here for a moment, Y/N?" Diluc asked kindly, as he pointed to a bench in front of the building. Your answer was yes, and you sat together. The pyro boy had closed his eyes as he raised his face slightly. The breeze caressed his face gently and made his long red hair billow in a gentle rhythm.

You took a picture of him as he was, and he didn't even notice. You focused your attention on the photo, looking at it and zooming in on it. How could that boy be so attractive without even trying?

You heard him clear his throat seconds later. Diluc was leaning out watching the screen with you while you admired the photo you took. "Eh..." you felt like cold sweats fell down your forehead at that situation. He had totally got you. Seeing your reaction, he quickly spoke again so you wouldn't feel awkward. "It's okay. I was just surprised you looked so much at... that. It's a... camera, right?" You nodded, still quite embarrassed. You really couldn't tell him it was a mobile. Not in that specific moment. "You could teach me how to use it. I also want to capture some moments with you... so I never forget them."

Aha. He wants to admire you just as you do with him.

› 〉Zhongli.

You loved hearing this man's stories. His voice was a melody to your ears that you could listen to day after day without getting tired. It was the only thing you heard, next to the sound of some birds in that place. He was telling you an anecdote that happened to him in that same area thousands of years ago.

What were you thinking when, on impulse, you suddenly took out your mobile and took a picture of him in the middle of the speech? Silence was suddenly made when you took out that device.

Zhongli had never seen that before. He looked at you waiting for an explanation, although he seemed just as calm as ever. "Well? What is that?" he asked, tilting his head a little. There was a note of curiosity in his voice. "A mobile. You can do various things with it." You answered while you gave it to him so that he could see it well.

"Oh, how interesting. And what you decided to do was to take a picture of me." a small smile lit up his face. "You know you have all the time in the world to see me whenever you want, you don't have the need to use this... device in my presence."

Exactly. All he wants is to enjoy your company while he has it, and to be able to feel you with all five senses, not just sight.

#genshin zhongli #genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x male reader #genshin xiao #genshin childe #genshin headcanons #genshin diluc

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rosiehunterwolf · 3 years

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Face the Music

Prompts: Karaoke

Word Count: 5,572

Characters: Cole, Kai, and Jay

Timeline: Between seasons 9 and 10

Trigger Warnings: Brief Mentions of Toxic Parent and Eating Disorder

Summary: If you ask Cole, there are some things in life better left forgotten. Especially embarrassing experiences that you would prefer not to talk about. They certainly shouldn’t be used as blackmail or as entertainment for others, and everyone should just learn to move on. Although maybe his friends aren’t the only ones that need to move on.

Link to read on Fanfiction.Net:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13904278/1/Face-the-Music

Cole burst onto the deck of the Bounty, swinging the door shut behind him. Zane looked up from the control panel, looking startled. “Cole?”

“Zane!” Cole ran over to him, gasping for breath. “Quick, what’s Kai’s cell phone password?”

Zane pulled back, raising an eyebrow. “What?”

“Don’t play coy with me, I know you have the passwords for everything programmed into your database! Now hurry, what is it!”

“I never denied that I did, but why would I tell you? That’s confidential information.” Glancing down at the cell phone, he asked, “Does Kai know you have his phone, Cole?”

“Uh… yeah, if it helps you sleep at night.”

Zane crossed his arms. “Cole…”

“Come on, Zane, help a friend out! It’s important!” “Cole, that is not my secret to tell. Unless it is an emergency, you don’t need to know.”

“But it is an emergency!”

“Oh really? Who’s in danger?”

“My pride,” he snapped. “C’mon, Zane, please, what do you want? I’ll do your dishes for a month! Or- or, uh, take patrol duties for the next three weeks. Hey, hey, what about cooking, you like that, right? I’ll buy you some new appliances!”

“Cole, you cannot bribe me-”

“Hey guuuuys,” Kai larked, popping his head through the door and sliding over to Cole. Before he could even react, the master of fire was plucking the phone out of his hands. “I’ll take that, thanks.”

“Give it back!”

“It’s my phone!”

“I didn’t give you permission to take that video!”

Kai batted his eyes innocently. “What video?”

Cole lunged for him. “I will kill you, spike head-”

“Gotta catch me first,” Kai shrilled, neatly ducking his arm and dashing back belowdeck, laughing maniacally.

“Thanks a lot, Zane. Who knows what he’ll do with that now?”

“I don’t understand. What is going on?”

Cole sighed slowly. “He’s got… a video. I need it to be deleted.”

“What kind of video?”

“Seriously Zane? Can’t you take a hint? I obviously don’t want to tell you.”

Zane just stared at him expectantly.

Cole rubbed his face in his hands. I can’t believe I’m doing this. “He still has the video from… from Laughy’s. With the Sons of Garmadon.”

Zane is smiling now, crossing his arms. “I don’t know why you are embarrassed to tell me, Cole. I was there, remember? I saw you sing-”

“Okay, okay, Zane, I get it! Just stop talking about it!”

“I don’t see why talking about it would be an issue-”

Cole lunged forward, pressing a hand over his mouth. “You don’t understand,” he hissed under his breath. “They’re everywhere. They’re obsessed with that video, and they’ve been dangling it over my head ever since we returned from the First Realm. They’re trying to blackmail me!”

“They?”

“Oh yeah, it’s not just Kai- Jay’s in on it too, the jerk. You think you know who your best friend is.”

“Cole, I think you’re overreacting, what could they possibly do with it? Everyone here already saw you sing, it’s fine.”

“You really think Lloyd, Nya and Pix have spared a second thought to think about me after everything they had going on here? I was hoping they had forgotten about it by now, but if Jay and Kai have their way-”

“I’m not going to help you steal Kai’s phone, Cole. If you need me for anything actually important, let me know.”

“This is important,” Cole yelled after him, but Zane was already gone.

Fine, he huffed. If no one is going to help me, I’ll do it myself.

---

“Hey Cole? Kai and Lloyd want me to play Fist-to-Face 3 with them, will you take patrol duty for me tonight?”

“Yeah?” Cole reclined in the kitchen chair, stretching his arms behind his head. “And why would I do that?”

“Oh, I dunno… perhaps because you wouldn’t want a certain… video to accidentally leak…” Jay waggled his phone teasingly in the air.

Cole stood up sharply. “You wouldn’t.”

“I dunno… would I? I guess we’ll find out.”

“Fine, fine, I’m going, I’m going,” Cole grumbled. “Want anything while I’m out?” “We’re almost out of Doritos. And can you get the strawberry Fanta?”

“Are you a heathen? Who drinks the strawberry?”

“It’s not for you,” Jay snapped. “And for your information, it tastes very nice.”

“Whatever. You at least gonna pay me for this, bozo?”

Jay slapped a twenty into his hand. “This is all I got on me. Buy yourself a little somethin’ with the change.”

Cole mock bowed. “Whatever you say, master.”

“Ah, come on, I’m not cruel, come join us when you get back.” As Cole walked out the door, he called after him, “I’ll save you some Bagel Bites!”

Cole rolled his eyes. He didn’t know how he got into situations like this.

He was really starting to hate that stupid video.

---

By the end of the week, which had been filled with similar scenarios, Cole had had it. I’m not going to take this slander anymore! They can’t just push me around like this, I’m the master of earth!

The monastery was buzzing with the chatter of his friends on the hot afternoon. They were all wearing swimsuits, and Lloyd opened the door, leaning out lazily as a wave of hot air wafted into the cool monastery.

“Stop standing there with the door open, nitwit, you’re letting all the hot air in,” Kai snapped, shoving him out the door, nearly sending him to the floor, before Zane caught him by the wrist with his usual lightning reflexes.

“Kai, there is no need to get physical.”

“Can it, Zane, I’m just playing around, right bud?” Kai slung his arm around Lloyd’s shoulder, ruffling his hair.

Lloyd shot him a glare. “Get off of me, you lump, I’m melting here. Are we going swimming or not?”

“Ouch, looks like someone skipped his coffee today. What’s wrong, baby boy, did I hurt your feewings?”

“You wanna get punched? ‘Cause I will not hesitate to punch you.”

“You wanna throw hands with me, bro? I’d prefer not to have a squished pancake as a brother, but if you say so.”

“As soon as I cool down a bit, you are toast.”

“You cool it, mister. Are you forgetting everything amazing I’ve ever done for you?”

“Don’t mind him,” Nya called to Kai, coming over to elbow Lloyd from the other side. “He gets grumpy when he’s hot.”

“I hate you both.”

Zane sighed. “I swear, it’s like the heat is melting their brains.”

Nya shrugged. “They must have like, low heat tolerance or something. Don’t ask me why they always get so loopy like this.”

“Hey, it’s like 100 degrees, don’t blame me if I’m a little uncomfortable!” Lloyd snapped, his words slurring slightly.

“Yeah, bud, even I think you’re starting to get to be a little much now. Come on, let’s get you in the water.”

As the team shuffled out the door, Jay turned back to face him. “Hey, Cole, aren’t you coming swimming with us?”

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute, just give me a sec.”

Jay shrugged, and Cole waited for a moment, until he heard the door click.

Finally! I thought they’d never leave.

Hurrying down the hallway, he popped his head into the bathroom, where Kai and Jay had just thrown their clothes into a pile on the floor when they had changed. Getting on his knees, he dug through it and pulled out Jay’s shorts, extracting his cell from it. Pulling a slip of paper out from his pocket, he quickly typed the numbers in, and…

The phone unlocked.

Cole broke into a grin, praising Jay’s inability to remember passwords and always writing them down somewhere where a very desperate earth ninja could find them.

He opened the camera app and deleted the video.

There. Halfway done.

Kai’s phone wasn’t in his pocket, so he snuck over to his room and found it charging on the nightstand. Biting his lip, he pulled out his phone and glanced at the camera footage he had captured the previous night.

It showed a bird’s eye view of the living room, and Kai was sitting on the couch, watching TV. As he reached for his phone, Cole zoomed in on the device and watched carefully as he typed in the code.

Okay. Cole repeated the same code on Kai’s phone.

Incorrect Passcode.

Cole felt panic flare inside him. What were the chances that Kai had changed his password in the one night since he’d filmed this?

“It didn’t work because I have one of those fingerprint ones, too.”

Cole whips around to see Kai standing in the doorway, Jay hovering behind him. “Jay told me you were lingering, and I just got a feeling, y’know? That you were up to something.”

Cole huffed, tossing him the phone. “Why won’t you just delete it, Kai? This has gone on for long enough.”

“I like the video, Cole. It puts a smile on my face on the… hard days.”

“Oh, spare me the pity card. I know plenty well that you have more than enough other ways to keep yourself entertained.”

“What about Jay?” Kai grabbed the lightning ninja by the shoulders, shaking him gently. “Think of your friend, Cole. He has no sense of entertainment, he needs something to keep him going.”

“Excuse me-”

“Oh please,” Cole snorted. “Stick Jay on Youtube and he’ll be entertained for hours. He gets distracted way too easily.”

“Oh come on, Cole, this is way better than Jay’s stupid cat videos-”

“I do not watch cat videos!”

“Don’t lie to me, zaptrap, you’re lame.”

“Dude, who’s side are you on?”

“Look guys, I don’t have time for this. Just delete the video, and we can be done with this whole thing.”

“No, that’s not how this is going to work. You’re going to go outside with the others, and forget this whole thing ever happened. Otherwise, this little video might end up on the internet.”

“What?” Cole shrieked. “You can’t do that, dude, it’s an invasion of my privacy!”

“Last time I checked, this was a video of Rocky Dangerbuff, not you. Is it you in this video, Cole?”

Cole felt his face heat as he scowled at them, and Kai and Jay burst into laughter.

Kai slapped a hand on his back. “If it makes you feel any better, it wouldn’t have worked anyway. You really think we’re dumb enough to keep the only copies of the video on our phones? You’d be searching for hours to delete all traces of it.”

Cole balked at him. “Seriously? How many copies did you make?”

Jay grinned. “You forgot this wasn’t a solo operation, dirtclod. I’m the tech guy around here. There’s no way you’ll be able to override my programming.”

Cole groaned, putting his face in his hands. “I hate you guys.”

“Hey, that’s what friends are for, right?” Kai laughed. “C’mon, dude, it’s hot, let’s go swim.” Cole reluctantly followed them out the door, grumbling.

“This won’t go on forever, you guys. Sooner or later, I’m gonna find a way to stop you.”

Kai laughed. “We’ll see about that, Cole, we’ll see.”

---

“Are you sure this is really something I wanna be getting involved in?” The nindroid asked, her glowing green eyes scanning the monitor screen.

“It’ll be fine, Pix, I promise. They might be a little annoyed at first, but within a couple days, they’ll have completely moved on to something else to make fun of. All you have to do is get rid of one measly video for me.”

“Well, I wouldn’t call it that, exactly. Jay went pretty deep with this program. But I think I’ve located the source material.”

“And?” Cole asked, placing his hands on the table and leaning forward. “Does that mean you can delete all the data?”

“Yes. Every known record of it developed into the Bounty’s database will be erased.”

“Do it, quick!”

Pixal turned to the computer again, and Cole held his breath as her fingers flew over the keys for a moment. Then, she pulled back.

“Is it done? Did you do it?”

“Yes. It’s gone.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” Cole sighed, slouching against the wall. “I’m so glad that’s finally over. Pix, you’re a lifesaver.”

A small smile played on her lips. “I do what I can.”

“Well, you’ve just saved me a lot of trouble. I owe ya one.”

“We’ll see. Anyways, if we’re done here, I’m going to go help Zane work on those hull repairs to the Bounty.”

“Thanks, Pix.”

When he walked down to the kitchen for dinner that night, for the first time in weeks he didn’t feel a constant dread hanging over his head.

---

The relief didn’t last long.

It was only the evening of the next day when Kai came marching into his room, Jay on his heels. Cole glanced over at them nonchalantly from where he was laying across his bed, reading a Starfarer comic. “Can I help you?”

“You know what you did, stop acting so innocent.”

Cole grinned, stretching. “What can I say, bro, I outplayed you.”

“You could never,” Jay snorted. “You had help!”

“Hey, two against one was never a fair game. Let’s just say I was evening the odds a little bit.”

“Who helped you?” Kai hissed, pointing at him. “Spill, now!” “Sorry fellas, but I’ve sworn to secrecy. You’ll have to find your information elsewhere.”

“It has to be either Nya, Pixal, or Zane,” Jay insisted. “Nya’s the only one with the advanced enough technical skills to be able to override me, and Zane and Pixal are attached to the system, so they can get pretty much anything they want with enough computer skills.”

Kai rolled his eyes. “Great job, sparky, now we've eliminated it down to three out of the four possible suspects. What amazing deduction skills.”

“Hey, I don’t see you doing any better! And it’s actually three out of five. We know it’s not Master Wu, either.”

Both Kai and Cole raised an eyebrow at that.

“Jay, you’re joking. Master Wu. Helped Cole. Delete a blackmail video?”

Cole snorted. “Zaptrap, if Wu ever found out about what was going on, he’d give us a stern lecture, make us meditate for a few hours, then, probably like, stick us on patrol duty for the rest of the night or something.”

“Shut up! Look, it doesn’t matter, alright? If you just tell us who it is, we’ll leave you alone.”

“Fat chance.” Cole got up out of bed and strolled past them, towards the door. “You don’t have anything against me anymore. That blackmail’s not gonna work anymore.”

“Who told you that?”

Cole stopped, turning towards Kai slowly. “What?”

“Who told you we didn’t have access to the video anymore?”

Cole gaped, glancing back and forth between Kai and Jay. “What!? That’s impossible, she-” he bit his lip sharply, cursing himself. “I mean… we deleted all copies of the video. How could you still have it?”

“Aha!” Jay gasped, pointing at him. “Did you hear that? He said she! Which means we’ve narrowed it down to Pixal or Nya!”

Cole ignored him, narrowing his eyes at Kai. “You’re bluffing. You don’t have the video.”

“Oh yeah? Jay, you still have it?”

The blue ninja stuck a hand into his pocket, and, pulling it out, flashed a small blue object between his fingers. Cole looked closer, and felt his stomach drop as he recognized what it was- a flash drive.

“Yep, it’s all in here! Even the most advanced computer codes will do nothing to reach our backup. Looks like you’ve run out of luck again, Cole.”

“Are you kidding me? This is impossible!”

“Come on, Cole- all we want to do is have a little fun with it. Let us keep the video, and we’ll leave you alone.”

“And if I try to get rid of it again?”

“Oh, I dunno, maybe it could find its way… onto social media.”

Cole nearly choked. “Kai! You wouldn’t!”

“Keep your nose out of it, and I won’t! C’mon, Jay, we’re done here.”

Cole flopped back down onto his bed. Social media. Kai couldn’t put the video on the internet. It would be all over the city by morning.

He had said he wouldn’t do it if Cole stopped trying to get rid of the video, but Cole didn’t trust that one bit. Now that the idea was planted in his head, Cole was afraid he could do it at any time.

There was no question about it. He had to destroy that flash drive.

---

Kai and Jay were out on the last evening patrol.

This was the time.

Glancing down the hallway to make sure no one was there, he eased open the door to Kai’s room and slipped inside.

He was fairly certain they would’ve kept the flash drive in Kai’s room, specifically to throw him off after he had seen Jay holding it earlier. Also, Kai’s room, while still a mess, wasn’t as bad as Jay’s, so Cole much preferred to search his, anyways.

But it was still going to be more difficult than he had hoped, he realized with a groan as he glanced around the room.

Kai’s bed had a small stack of comic books and magazines strewn across it, with more on the nightstand and even a few on the floor. His laundry had been mostly shoved into a corner, but a few lone shirts and socks had been left randomly. Most of his stuff appeared to be in bins that had been stuffed under the bed and in the corners, but there appeared to be no order to what was in them, just a hag-tag of random junk, save for one crate in the corner which was full to the brim with various weapons, leaving several of them spilling out just asking for a sliced toe in the morning.

The worst was the dresser, though- there were several hair products lined up, even though Cole knew he already had more than enough in the bathroom, a handful of letters, only a couple of them opened, some more comics, a couple empty cups, and enough earrings and other jewelry to last him a lifetime. Cole never understood why he needed so many. Sure, Kai had a ton of piercings, more than the rest of them combined, but Cole swore he had never seen him even wear half of these. Kai had almost as much jewelry, (or, as he liked to call it, “bling”) as he did hair products, which was really saying something.

Sighing, Cole walked over to search through one of the bins that looked like it may have had the techy stuff in it- or at least, the somewhat mechanical stuff- maybe- or, actually, not really, he had absolutely no idea what kind of system Kai had going on here.

Reaching in, he pulled out a tablet, a flashlight, a spare video game controller, a baseball cap, a worn stuffed dragon, a barrette that he was pretty sure belonged to Skylor- Cole blushed at that one, shoving the box away. These things were Kai’s. There could likely be things in here he didn’t want Cole to see.

He wasn’t trying to snoop, though- all he wanted to do was find the flash drive, and leave.

Turning away, Cole began to sift through another bin. A sword- small and uneven, but fairly solid- this one wrapped away with much more care than the others- had a label scribbled on that read “Kai’s first sword.” A photograph, ripped down the middle, the remaining side with a very young Kai hugging an even younger Nya, and a ripped shawl stained with blood that had never come out-

Cole jumped back. Okay, so maybe there was some sort of order to these boxes. And that one was none of his business. He wasn’t sure he even wanted to look any further, anyway. He didn’t doubt that Kai and Nya had been reserved about their lives before meeting them for a reason.

Cole was beginning to feel guilt weight down on his chest already, cold and heavy. He shouldn’t have seen that. He shouldn’t have seen any of this. He was blatantly disrespecting one of his closest friend’s privacy just to delete some stupid video he was embarrassed about.

I should go.

As he sped towards the door, he tripped over something and fell to the ground with a thump. Turning back, he saw it was a book that he had set aside while pulling things out of the bin, having spilled open after he tripped on it, allowing him to see that it wasn’t a book at all, but a photo album.

It was open to a page where Cole had his arm slung around a very grumpy-looking Kai, ruffling his hair, with Jay and Lloyd bent over laughing in the background. It was followed by a bunch of pictures of Kai with the worst bed hair Cole had ever seen- desperately reaching towards the camera, presumably to strangle whoever was snapping photos. Occasionally, one of the other ninja would pop in, holding him back for the photographer, or posing goofily next to the groggy fire ninja.

Cole felt a grin spread over his face. He remembered that day, when Kai had stayed up so late playing video games that he had forgotten about his hair in the morning- and the whole team had been more than eager to take advantage of the one time the fire ninja wasn’t looking so attractive. Kai had threatened to murder them in their sleep, but he had been laughing through it all, too.

That’s the same thing happening here, Cole realized. I’m being a baby about this. They’re just playing around with me. Like I haven’t done the same to them a thousand times.

Cole neatly closed the book and slid it back into a bin, leaving the room with his heart feeling significantly lighter.

It hadn’t been a moment too soon, either, as when he was walking down the hallway, he passed Kai and Jay returning from patrol.

“Everything okay, Cole?” “I’m fine,” he said quickly, too quickly. Luckily, Jay didn’t seem to notice. Kai raised his eyebrow slightly but didn’t press the issue. “Whatcha’ up to?”

“Just heading to bed.”

“Sweet dreams, little glow worm.”

Jay burst into snickers, and Kai grinned wickedly. Cole put his face in his hands, and brushed past them. Okay, so maybe he wasn’t quite as over this as he thought.

---

The next morning, he was awoken by a knock on his bedroom door. Pulling on a tank top, he opened the door to find Zane standing there.

“What’s up?”

The nindroid had an apologetic look on his face, holding up his cell phone. “Have you checked social media yet?”

“No, why?”

“Kai posted your karaoke video.”

“He what?!” Cole shrieked, ripping the phone out of his hand. There, right under Kai’s grinning profile picture, was the video of him singing at Laughy’s.

“That dumbass,” Cole cried, flopping back onto his bed. “Do you know how bad this is? And it’s not just any old social media account, it’s Kai’s. The guy has like, seven million followers on Ninjagram, and almost as many on Chirp and ChatSnap. This will ruin me.”

“I’m sorry, Cole. I didn’t think he would do this.”

“I didn’t either. He promised he wouldn’t, as long as I didn’t try to delete the data!”

“...Didn’t you, though?”

Cole glowered at him. “Well, maybe, technically, I did, but he didn’t catch me! How would he know?”

“Cole, what kind of ninja headquarters would this be if we didn’t have security cameras?”

“Shit! Why would he be checking that? Oh, I’m never going to forgive him for this.”

“Cole, forgive me, but I think you’re overreacting a little. Sure, it’ll probably get a few laughs, but in a couple hours, everyone will have moved onto the next thing. You’ll be fine.”

“You don’t know that! I’m not just like some random cat video, I’m a famous ninja! Pretty much everyone knows about me, they’re going to linger on this for a while, trust me.”

“Cole,” Zane said patiently, amusement sparkling in his voice. “I think you’ll survive. Come have some breakfast, that always makes you feel a little better.”

Cole opened his mouth to argue, but Zane was already walking out of the room, so Cole reluctantly followed.

Cole sat down at the table, glaring down into his lap, as Zane slipped him a plate of waffles. He couldn’t even make it all the way through his meal before Kai and Jay inevitably showed up.

“Hey Cole,” Kai smiled, “wonderful morning, isn’t it?”

“You shut your dumb mouth,” Cole snapped. “I don’t even want to look at you.”

“Woah, someone’s feisty.”

“I saw what you did! I can’t believe you did that.”

“I can’t believe you went through my stuff,” Kai barked back, and, despite himself, Cole felt himself flinch. “I was just upholding my side of the agreement.”

“Hey, Cole,” Jay interjected. “Look on the bright side. You’re practically famous! The video already has five million views!”

“I’m already famous, you moron, which, in this situation, makes it even worse.”

Jay blinked, obviously not expecting the hostility of his response. “Cole, chill, it’s just a-”

“Hey guys!” Cole looked up to see Lloyd, Nya, and Pixal walking in. Lloyd grinned as he caught sight of Cole’s plate. “Aww, Zane, you made waffles? Did you buy-”

“Yes, Lloyd, there is plenty of whip cream.”

“I’m just checking! It wouldn’t be the first time I was a few minutes late and some hogs ate all the whip cream.” He shot a glare at Jay, who shrugged nonchalantly.

“Ya snooze, ya lose, green machine. It’s not my fault you have no sense of timing.”

“I have plenty of sense of timing! I’m just…”

“Easily distracted,” Nya chimed in.

“Am not! You were just as distracted as I was!” “You’re the one who showed it to me just as we were trying to go to breakfast!” “Well, you didn’t have to watch it, you could’ve just walked away!”

“How could I not? That one’s a keeper-”

“What are you two on about?” Kai laughed.

“There’s this video blowing up on the internet-” Pixal began.

“You have got to be kidding me,” Cole groaned. He glared at Kai. “Now look what you’ve done. You’ve gotten them-” he pointed an accusatory finger at Lloyd and Nya- “laughing at it too.”

“More like them and the rest of Ninjago-”

“Seriously? I can’t with you,” Cole fumed, then promptly spun around and stormed off to his bedroom, locking the door. He flopped onto his bed face first and yelled into his pillow.

He had wanted to laugh this whole thing off. He really had. But how was he expected to be chill when it was all over the internet?

Part of him was just angry with himself, though. Why did he let this rile him up so much? Why was he so upset? Zane was right, it was just another random video, wasn’t it?

Why was it the end of the world if people saw him sing?

---

“Back straighter, Cole.”

Cole flinched at the hit before it came, and the man rolled his eyes. “How do you expect to ever perform well if you can’t even have good posture?”

“I’m trying dad, but I’m tired. We’ve been doing this for hours. Can I go have lunch now?”

“It’s not time for that yet, Cole. First, we need to work on this piece more. Now, start again, from measure twenty-one.

He shuffled through the pages of music, and as he began to sing, all he could imagine was that stern face peering down at him, and all of a sudden his voice was coming out wobbly.

“Tone shape, Cole! You need to keep a consistent tone. Don’t let it sound wavery and messy.”

Cole’s stomach growled loudly, and he flinched at the look on his father’s face. “Please, dad, I’ll be able to concentrate more if I’ve eaten.”

“Fifteen minutes,” his father snapped. “Then right back to work.”

Cole remembered running to the kitchen, worried there wouldn’t be enough time, and eating as much food as he could manage. But it had been too much, his father would be angry with him, what was he going to do-

He had thrown most of it up in the bathroom later that night.

“Cole, you need to try harder. Singing and dancing of just “average” quality aren’t going to cut it when you become part of the next generation of the Royal Blacksmiths.”

“But dad, I don’t want to be a Royal Blacksmith. I don’t even like to sing.”

“Nonsense! This is a family legacy, boy! Do you wish to break such noble tradition just because you weren’t willing to work hard enough?”

“...No, dad.”

“That’s what I thought. Now, back to work.”

---

A knock. “Hey, Cole, can I come in?”

Cole pulled his face out of the pillow, frantic to find it wet. He quickly wiped at his eyes before getting to his feet and trodding to the door, unlocking it and opening it slowly. Kai stood there.

Great.

“What do you want?”

To his surprise, the red ninja flinched. “Can we talk?”

Cole turned and laid across his bed. “What’s there to talk about?”

Kai took a seat on the edge of the bed, keeping his distance from Cole. “Are you… are you actually angry about this? Like, for real? I thought we were joking around.”

Cole didn’t answer, merely grunting into his pillow.

Kai hesitantly scooted a little closer. “I’m sorry. I would’ve stopped if I knew it was making you so uncomfortable. I really wish you had said something about it.”

Cole shrugged. “Well, I didn’t.”

“I’ll take it down, if you want.”

“What?”

“Like, I know it’s too late now,” he said hurriedly, “and that a bunch of people have already seen it, that I’m not fixing my mistake by doing this, but- I can take the video offline now, so at least no one else sees it.”

Cole was about to thank him, when a sudden urge flowed over him. “Y’know what,” he said, sitting up, “No.”

“Huh?” “Don’t bother,” Cole told him. “It’s no big deal. It’s just some stupid video.”

“I thought you were upset.”

“I was. And still am, a little, if I’m being honest. But I’m tired of spending so much time worrying about what others think of me. It’s exhausting, and no fun. It’s time I started thinking about how I view myself.”

“Are you sure? Because I know you hate singing-”

“I don’t, though. I used to like it.”

“What happened?”

Cole shrugged halfheartedly. “Let’s just say… my dad didn’t make the right decisions. Pushed me too hard to be something I wasn’t. Kind of hard to enjoy singing with him barking over my shoulder about it every spare second. Basically sucked all the joy out of it.”

Kai swung his feet back and forth. “That sounds rough. I wonder if my dad would’ve been anything like that, if he… if he’d stayed.”

“You were forced, in a way, too. Forced to grow up too quickly, to raise your sister on your own.”

“Yeah, I guess I was.” He shot him a small grin, although Cole could tell it was forced. “We’re alike in that way.”

“I wish we weren't,” Cole sighed. “No one deserves to go through that.”

Kai laughed dryly. “I learned a long time ago that life’s never been fair.”

“Have you talked to your dad at all, recently?”

“...Not really. I mean, apart from letting him know we were alive and stuff… after the First Realm.”

“Maybe you should reach out to him. Before it’s too late.”

“I know, I know… but I’m not really sure if I want to. I don’t know if that makes me sound like an awful person, but… he was never there for me. They were never there. I know it wasn’t their fault, but… it still stings. Those years, before I came here, were some of the hardest of my life. And I was just a kid! How was I… how was I supposed to…”

“It’s okay,” Cole put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him close. “I’m not sure if I want to forgive my father, either.”

“I wouldn’t blame you. What kind of person treats their kid like that? Judges them so harshly? Oh gosh, why didn’t you say something, Cole, I’m really sorry about that video.”

“I told you, it’s fine. You guys aren’t my father. I know you won’t judge me for my quirks. And, if you want to laugh at me, if the people of Ninjago want to laugh at me, that’s fine. So I’m weird. So I sing stupid songs about glow worms and sing out of key and put on really, really bad disguises. You can tease me all you want, but really, you love me for it, and I’m done doubting that. That’s what true family does.”

Kai smiled sadly at him. “I’m sorry that you didn’t find that out sooner, Cole. You’re an amazing person, and you deserve a family who will treat you like one.”

Cole smiled, slinging an arm around his shoulder. “I already have one.”

#ninjago #ninbingo #my fic #ninjago cole #ninjago kai #not 100% sure how I feel about this one...#it didn't turn out exactly how I planned but that's writing for ya #but while working on another project I accidentally discovered how much I like writing Cole and Kai interactions #so i had to do it at least once for the bingo #hope you enjoyed!#rosie writes

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