#BETTER LATE T HAN NEVER

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On Your Knees Pt.2

ONE | TWO

synopsis: They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks, but this one seems eager for a treat.

warnings! MDNI 18+, fem!reader, incel!seungmin, pussy eating/fingering, PIV (raw), edging (m!), blue balls, multiple orgasms (f!), dom reader (kinda), banter, prolly more that I missed lol

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Seungmin doesn't think there'll be any way for him to live how he has been. Even the friends he spends time with hardly compare to the time he spends on the bathroom floor eating you out. Embarrassingly enough, it's all he can think about. Even as the podcast he's watching blares through his headphones, he can barely make out what they're saying.

Something about how it's submissive for a man to eat pussy. How demeaning the act is for a man to do. Yet, Seungmin questions the validity of what these so-called 'alpha' men are saying. Is it truly so terrible to have the taste of a cunt on your lips? To suck and lick on such a delicious flower?

He shuts his computer off, ripping the headphones by the wire to hone in on his conclusions. 

Okay so maybe this is normal. Seungmin's a big boy; it makes sense that he would eat pussy sooner or later. And if he liked it, that's also fine. He's a man, after all, it makes more sense to like giving girls head than to hate it.

Just as long as he doesn't try to reach out to you. Now that would be submissive of him. And if there's anything Seungmin is dead set on, it's that he is not submissive. 

But days after not seeing you with Han, days of not getting a taste of the pussy that has him whipped has him doing things he's sworn not to do. He found your number, he texted you, and he's going over your house on your conditions.

He's so fucked. 

It's too late to turn back by the time he's at your front door. Seungmin only waits a few seconds before the door swings open. He's seen you about a dozen times, but it's the first time he's felt his heart swoop at the sight of you. He reasons it's just because you're in a t-shirt.

"Oh wow," you take a step back and look at him up and down, somewhat in disbelief. "I can't believe you actually came."

Seungmin can't find it in himself to believe he came here on his own violation either. "Whatever," he shivers from the cold, night air. "Are you gonna let me in or what?" 

You take a step aside to make room, "Since you asked so nicely."

Seungmin takes awkward steps into your apartment, noting the cozy setup and simple plants littered in your living space. His fingertips run on the soft material of the couch, pulling on the loose threads automatically.

You walk past him, taking a seat on your couch and reaching for the remote. "I was just about to put something on," you turn and look up at him. "Come on."

Tentatively, Seungmin walks around the sofa to you. Just before he takes his seat, you click your tongue. "Nope. On the floor." You point to the space between your legs. Seungmin hands close and open, unsure what to make of the situation. You sigh and loll your head to the side, looking at him unamused. "You gonna sit down or what?"

Seungmin glowers at you, "I am. You don't need to be such as ass about it." He grumbles a little more before bending down and crossing his legs to face the TV. "Nope, wrong way," you twirl your finger in a circular motion to indicate him to face you instead. 

He looks at you confused, "But you said we were gonna put something on." You shake your head at him, "No. I said I'm gonna put something on. I never said anything about you." A hint of red begins to show on Seungmin's face, but before he has the chance to most likely curse you, you spread your legs. 

You can practically see the words die in Seungmin's throat at the sight of your bare cunt. He acts before he can think, twisting his body fully and gripping the underside of your thighs to spread you further. It's better than he remembers.

"This is why you came, right?" You look down at him. "Missed the taste of this pussy?"

Seungmin licks his lips, nodding mindlessly. Something about taste and pussy, but he understood nonetheless. His tongue pokes out, but you grip his hair and yank him upwards. Seungmin whines, like an animal tore away from his meal, but you ignore it. "You're just here to make me feel good, got it? You don't get to cum, only I do. Do you understand?"

You have to shake his head to force an answer out of him. "Yes yes yes." He shifts anxiously in your hold. "Only you. I'll make you feel good."

Despite his desperation, you smile. "Good boy. Go ahead."

The moment your grip loosens, Seungmin latches onto your core. It's soft, it's warm, it's good. He moans into your cunt, inhaling through his nose and he dips his tongue between your folds. It's only been days since he's tasted you, but it feels far too long. How could he go a single minute without tasting you? Getting that sticky arousal on his lips so the taste could mingle in his mouth the entire day? Seungmin puckers his lips and kisses your cunt, a thank you for introducing him to a whole new world. 

Your fingers mindlessly click on the buttons of the remote as you try and find a show. You keep switching back and forth between options, clicking random buttons until you accidentally set the caption to a different language. One of your hands pet the top of Seungmin's head, pushing back his hair and twirling it in your fingers. 

His tongue slides down until it catches your entrance, barely prodding it until he slides it back up to your clit. He swirls your bud in his mouth, sucking and licking until your hips buck. "Shit," you breathe. "You really missed my pussy, huh?"

Seungmin opens his eyes to look up at you. He turns his head sideways to place your clit in his mouth, flicking your clit rapidly. That's as much of an answer as you're getting, but it does the job. He lifts his head back up and sucks harshly, pulling on your sensitive flesh before releasing it. You shiver and moan, feeling your arousal drip onto the couch that you'll make him clean up later. 

"Fuck yes," your grip tighten on his hair. "Finger me." Seungmin leans back and uses his hands to rub your pussy. His fingers rub and swirl around your core until they're drenched. He trails them down until they catch your entrance, pushing his middle and ring finger in. 

You throw the remote on the couch and grip the cushions. The stretch is slight, but his fingers are long. They reach much deeper than you could ever do yourself, and you let out a loud moan when they finally settle all the way inside. Seungmin pumps you slowly, getting used to how your walls pulse and clench around him. He watches as your cunt swallows his fingers. His cock throbs in his pants. 

"Shiiit," you throw your head back onto the headrest. "I'll cum if you keep doing that."

That's all he's ever wanted. Seungmin places his mouth back onto your clit where his tongue flattens against your cunt. He moves his head up and down while thrusting his fingers in and out. Both of your hands are tugging on his hair, pulling and pushing him away. 

"Already?" He pulls away for a moment to speak. "Didn't think you'd be this easy, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised." A devilish smile appears on his lips as you lift your head to look at him. You wish you could come up with a snide remark, but your head starting to feel fuzzy and all you can focus on is how close you are. 

You push his head back to your pussy and wrap your legs around his body, locking him in. "I'll make you regret saying that."

Seungmin laughs into your cunt, happy that he succeeded in pissing you off. Now that he's pushed against you, it's a little difficult to finger you as rapidly, but you rather like the shallow thrusts. It gives you more to clench down on and ride while he licks your clit. You buck your hips and ride his face inelegantly. The first hints of your orgasm build in your stomach, making your body feel unbelievably warm as your hips stutter. 

"Fuck," you rasp. "Imma cum." You blink a few times and lazily smile at him, "Did you miss the taste of that too?"

As an answer, Seungmin buries himself so deep into you that his nose is pressed against your clit. The extra texture is enough to send you over the edge, creaming on his fingers and twitching in his mouth. He happily gulps down your arousal, slipping his fingers out to replace them with his tongue instead. 

You just taste so good. Seungmin is delightfully reminded of how it felt to swallow you for the first time, how the taste settled on his tastebuds. His tongue scoops out the white cream your pussy flooded out and spreads it on your clit before licking it back up again. 

He hums, shoving his cum-stained fingers when you finally release him from your hold. 

Seungmin wants it again. His hands splay over your thighs to spread them. After all, it's you who gets to cum. It's only fair he makes sure you can as much as possible. But before his tongue has the chance to find its rightful place in your pussy, you snap your legs shut.

He looks up at you like a wounded dog, "Hey! Open them back up!"

Seungmin isn't sure what he's expecting to see, but it definitely isn't how you look right now. Flushed with a heaving chest, eyes that are wide and full of arousal, and a cheeky smile on your bitten lips. He's reminded of how pretty you actually are. 

"Get up," you snap him out of his thoughts. "Take off your pants too."

He doesn't need to be told twice. Seungmin rises from his aching knees and fumbles with his belt. He unties it quickly before undoing the top of his pants, shoving them down along with his boxers. You gasp, eyes locking with his cock for the first time. 

"Holy shit," you slap a hand over your mouth. He's hard. His cock is red at the tip, leaking with so much precum you think he's had to stain his underwear. You can almost see it twitching from lack of attention, begging to be touched. 

Seungmin smiles, grabbing the base and squeezing it. "You like it, huh?" It's not easy to take your gaze off his length to look into his eyes instead. The sight of him has you aching to be filled. Your pussy clenches around nothing, but you keep your nose upturned, "It's alright."

He scoffs, but the smile never fades. You widen your legs and welcome him, watching as he gets into a half-squat position to angle his cock towards your entrance. Seungmin rubs his tip over your sensitive clit. When it catches your nub, you jolt. You wrap your legs around him and bring him closer. He does it again, this time pressing the head of his cock down to apply pressure. 

You reason he's doing this on purpose. Making your pussy squelch and your hips jolt to try and get him inside. As much as you hate to admit it, he's good with his dick. Teasing you by slowly dragging the fat of his head down your slit, slapping his tip and your wet cunt. You're annoyingly reminded of what he said days ago; 'I can make a girl cum. I just don't care to.'

The words echo in your mind and you scrunch your nose. "God, fuck! Stop pissing me off and put it in already."

For a moment, you think he's going to defy you. His tip trails lower and lower until it's against your entrance. Seungmin steadies his cock at the base and pushes forwards, barely spreading you open. "Didn't think I'd ever hear you begging for my cock," he smiles at you teasingly. "You were being such a feminist the other day. What happened?"

Not-so-nice words begin to form in your head and before you get the chance to spew them out, Seungmin pushes all the way in. His cock stretches you out more than you anticipated, and it's whines that leave your lips instead. He doesn't give you the chance to adjust as he pulls nearly all the way, save for his tip, before slamming back in. Your entire body jolts and you whimper again. 

Your pussy can't keep up with his pace, but you hardly mind the pain. It blurs into white pleasure that burns hot in your cunt. 

"You hear that?" Seungmin pants through his thrusts. "That's the sound of your pussy getting fucked by an...what was it again? An incel?" He laughs as your eyes darken with anger, seething with a type of emotion you're not too familiar with. 

You reach out the grip his wrist that's placed on the side of the couch, digging your nails into his flesh. Seungmin hardly notices the pain, his teeth shining in his shit-eating smile.

The words are stuck in your throat. You want no more than to tell Seungmin how much of an ass he is, that his cock is merely adequate, but you can't. Every drag of his length rubs against your walls deliciously. You can practically feel every vein on him as he fucks you raw. He makes your hot pussy even hotter and he, unfortunately for you, keeps dragging his cock against that sweet spot deep inside you.

"You," a breath from you, "are a dick."

Strangely enough, your words seem to spur him on more. He tears his hand from your iron grip to place them both under your hips. Seungmin angles your hips upwards and drives forward, shoving his cock unbelievably deeper. Your hands shoot up to your face, trying to block all sounds of pleasure, but Seungmin can hear them. He can hear the gasping behind your fingers, the high-pitched moans muffled in your hands. 

Seungmin laughs, but it sounds winded. "A dick huh? That's funny. You seem to like being fucked by one."

It occurs to you that you've been too lenient on him. Letting him eat the very same pussy he's thrusting into, letting him fuck you raw. His attitude needs some shaping.

You let him keep fucking you. You let his cock throb and twitch in your pussy. He's close, but he's doing good at holding back. Seungmin must be used to dumping his cum and leaving, but he seems to hold out just for you. It's cute, but your plan is better. 

Your head bounces with every thrust. Seungmin makes sure to keep his long fingers at your clit the entire time, switching between pinching and flicking against it. It helps to build your second orgasm. Your jaw falls open and your moans become more frequent.

"Shit," he breathes. "Pussy gripping me so tight. Is someone gonna cum again?"

Blinking up at him, you nod. Your hand grips your chest, squeezing your boobs underneath the material as you keep nodding. "Mhm. Keep fucking my pussy and I'll cream all over your cock." That does it for him. Seungmin has been holding back his orgasm so much that his ears feel like they might burst. 

With new vigor, he fucks into you harder, deeper. Seungmin doesn't try to hide the animalistic sounds he makes, groaning and moaning as your walls wrap around his cock. "You want my cum, huh? Acting all big and strong when it's you're begging for it. Say it. Tell me you want my cum."

You don't, not because you're prideful, but because you can't. He's thrusting into you so roughly that words seem to leave you. His hand pulls your clit roughly, and the harsh tug drives you over the edge. You squeeze your breasts so tightly to anchor yourself. You can feel how your pussy floods with your cum, leaving your legs trembling and shaking. 

Seungmin can feel it too. The pulsing, the wetness. It's enough to finally let him release. His balls tighten, his dick twitches, and he-

"Pull out."

Seungmin doesn't know why he listens. He was so close to his orgasm, he could still taste it on his tongue. But your demand outweighs his need to cum. With a wail, he pulls out. A small whimper makes its way past you as he finally slips out, cock shining in your cum. 

His cock is red, rubbed nearly raw from how good he was keeping himself at bay. You can see the head of his cock pulsing, worse than the first time you saw it. A wicked smile finds your lips. 

"Do you remember what I said earlier, Seungie?" You speak with artificial gentleness. Seungmin is too busy trying not to cum, squeezing the base of his cock almost painfully. You have to repeat your question before he finally looks up to you. "Huh? About what?"

"About who gets to cum," you remind him. "Who is it that gets to cum tonight?"

Seungmin thinks back about how you presented your cunt to him, bare and wet. He briefly recalls how you said something about being the only one to cum, but he was so entranced by your sweet pussy that he hardly cared.

He frowns, face flushed. "But that's not fair! I ate you out. You came on my tongue. You came on my dick. I'm so hard and-"

"And that doesn't matter," you interrupt him. "I never said you can cum. That's your fault for assuming you could." You have to bite back you smile at his pitiful reaction.

Even with his dejected look, you can't help but find it somewhat cute. You fake a pout and click your tongue, "Poor thing. Here, kisses will make you feel better."

Seungmin wasn't sure what he was expecting, but it wasn't you widening your legs and him falling to his knees. Yet, he does just that. You feel his warm, wet tongue on your throbbing clit. Sucking and licking eagerly like he forgot about the aching cock between his legs. 

You fondly brush the hair from his face as he eats you out for the second time tonight. His eyes look up to you with your clit in your mouth and you shiver. Seungmin will be a handful for sure, but you can't help but think you've found the perfect diamond in the rough.

a/n: omfg I actually had a whole different idea but I scraped it and did this instead :p. if you wanna ask for a third part, please don't, I have no more plot for this fic tags: @mynsung, @andassortedkpop, @jminnnnnnn, @geneziesm, @applekiwi3202, @i6gyuu, @lazycarolinamoment, @lewoh-ot8-wh0re, @ihave-atummyache, @seeeeking-skz, @loeyscock, @blankdyean, @dini-recs, @yzsqu, @desirehorizon-recsextra a/n: I need to start asking if people want tags rather than looking through my comments and see who was asking for a pt 2 :(

[mxltifxnd0m]

𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗗𝗔𝗟𝗔 𝗩𝗦 𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦

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Summary: You and Stiles can’t choose a couples costume

Pairings: Stiles Stilinski x fem! Reader, Scott McCall x platonic fem! Reader 

Words: 1.6K

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Warnings: no use of y/n, fluff, language, suggestive, spicy, implied smut, BUT NO SMUT, kinda a college au!

A/N: This was intended to be released in October, but I could not figure out how to finish it for my life. But hey, better late than never, am I right? Anyway I had no clue that Han and Leia’s ship name was Scoundress, but the more you know. Also, it is my first time writing for Stiles!

not beta read but YOLO

𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

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"I don't know why you insist we should be Anakin and Padme! We would fit Leia and Han more for Halloween." Stiles whispered harshly, not looking up from the notebook that he was scribbling in.

You roll your eyes at him, "What are you talking about? I said we could do either, but I'd prefer if we were Anakin and Padme." You whisper to him. His head snaps up to protest, but a chair scrapes along the carpeted floor and interrupts Stiles. 

"There you guys are! I was wondering where you were." Scott says a little too loud, and the people at the other tables surrounding you and Stiles give Scott a dirty look.

"Scott, I know you don't visit the library often, but we typically use our inside voices." You whisper as he sits down next to Stiles. Scott shoots you a glare. 

"Anyways, I disagree. We should be Leia and Han, and that's final." You can see that Stiles is done with the conversation.

You squint suspiciously at your boyfriend, "You just want to see me in Leia's slave outfit from ROTJ, don't you?" You can see a red flush creep up Stiles's face and the tips of his ear as he stammers, trying to defend himself before giving up and returning to his notes. You chuckled under your breath to avoid disturbing the other students. 

Scott looks between the two of you, confused, "What are you guys even talking about?" 

"We are trying to figure out what costume we will wear to the party your frat is hosting." You explain, your voice low, "But we are split between two costumes. I want us to be Anakin and Padme, but Stiles-" He snaps up at the call of his name, focusing on the conversation, "-wants us to be Leia and Han." You glare at Stiles. 

"I thought Luke and Leia were together?" Scott says cluelessly. Both you and Stiles groan loudly at Scott's words. A girl from a nearby table glares at you and shushes you. You apologize quietly and turn your gaze to Scott. 

"We've gone over this before Scott. Luke and Leia are siblings, and Han and Leia are together. Do you just forget the movies as soon as we watch them?" Stiles asked exasperatedly. 

"No, I tend to fall asleep halfway through the marathons," Scott says guiltily as he scratches the back of his neck. Stiles closes his eyes and uses his hand to rub his face frustratedly. Stiles murmured something under his breath, and Scott's face screwed up into an offended expression.  

"I heard that." 

"Yeah, no shit, you did. I'm the one who said it for your little werewolf ears to hear." Stiles scoffed quietly at Scott. 

Scott goes to retort, but you snap your fingers twice to get their attention. "As much as I would love to see the two of you bicker, we all know how loud you guys get when you do, and I don't fancy getting kicked out of the library." You smile sardonically at them. They roll their eyes at you but yelp in pain as you lean over the table and tug their ears. 

"Could you guys be quiet? Some people are studying." The girl from earlier whispered firmly to you guys. 

You wince at her tone, "Sorry, we're leaving now." You whispered. You glared at Scott and Stiles and started to pack up your things to leave the library. Stiles scrambled to pack his things, and the two boys followed you outside the library. 

Stiles wraps an arm around your shoulder as you walk through the quad. You thread your fingers through his hand, and he squeezes your hand three times. The annoyed expression melted off your face, and a smile replaced it. You take a quick glance at your phone, checking the time. 

Your eyes widen, "Shit! I have to go! My class starts in 10 minutes." You untangle yourself, "Our discussion isn't over." You tell Stiles before separating yourself from him, pecking his cheek, and waving goodbye at the both of them as you speed walk to your class. 

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The sound of a keyboard clacking echoes through your silent bedroom. You're hunched over your laptop on your bed as you work on one of your papers for your English class. Lofi beats play quietly in your headphones as you read through your paper for the final time before returning to it tomorrow to edit it. A knock at your bedroom door catches your attention. 

"Yeah, what's up?" You say to your roommate as she peaks her head into your room. 

"You have a visitor." She says with a knowing smirk on her face. 

You roll your eyes at her, smiling, "Tell him he's actually banned from the apartment, then let him in." You instruct as you remove your headphones and stretch your back from your hunched position.  

She nods and closes your door before leaving. You can hear the voice of your roommate and Stiles's voice talking lowly in the apartment's entryway. You hear a scoff from Stiles and footsteps quickly entering the apartment and heading toward your room. He burst through your door, pointing at you. 

"You are so mean, you know that?" Stiles says with a slight pout on his face. He removed his backpack and toed off his shoes to leave near your door. He stands in the doorframe for a moment before you see a mischievous glint passes through his eye, and you catch it. 

"Stiles." You say his name warningly. 

He sends you an innocent smile before quickly running towards you and jumping onto your bed. You yelp loudly, closing your laptop and moving it out of the way of Stiles's landing. He lands on top of you, effectively pinning you to the bed. You can feel Stiles's chest move from his giggling fit as you try to squirm from underneath him. You give up after trying to push him off of you and thread your hand through his hair, scratching his scalp. He relaxes on top of you, settling his total weight on you. After a few minutes, he eventually rolls off you and sits on your bed.

"Any reason as to why you're at my apartment?" You ask him as you sit up and shift until your back rests against your headboard. You go to grab your laptop, but it's quickly moved from out of your reach, and you turn to glare at your boyfriend. 

"Oh, don't give me that look, you know what that does to me babe." Stiles sarcastically as he moves your laptop to your desk. 

"Besides, I'm here to present my argument as to why we should be Han and Leia for Halloween and not Anakin and Padme." Stiles moves closer to you and boops your nose after he finishes his sentence. You scrunch your nose at his actions and shake your head at him.  

"Nope, not going to hear it." 

He groans loudly, "I knew I shouldn't have asked you out, you prefer the prequels over the originals." He flops down on your bed, his head landing on your lap as his legs dangle over the side of the bed. 

"Is that your way of saying that we should break up?" You raise an eyebrow at him. 

He shot up from your lap, "NO! Absolutely not. You're like the woman of my dreams. I'd be an idiot if I broke up with you. Especially with the amount of shit we went through together in high school. I actually had dreams about marrying you, so-" His hands wave wildly as he begins to ramble. You roll your eyes at him and grab his chin to kiss his mouth to shut him up. He immediately shuts up and melts into the kiss. You peck his lips before pulling away. 

"You're such a dork." You smile at Stiles. 

"You're dating this dork." 

"Yeah, maybe Lydia was right. I am out of your league." You joke, and a noise of offense comes from Stiles. You chuckle at his pouty expression and peck his lips.

"I'm kidding babe." You say as you pull away. You move around the bed to straddle him, your thighs on either of his hips, his hands coming to rest on your waist, and you rest your arms on his shoulders. 

"How about we make a compromise? We go as Anakin and Padme this year, and then we can go as Han and Leia next Halloween." Stiles opens his mouth to respond, but you quickly put a finger in front of his lips. 

"I wasn't done, and to sweeten the deal, I'll wear Leia's slave outfit underneath both costumes." You lean closer to Stiles, "How does that sound." You whisper seductively in his ear and plant a kiss underneath it before pulling back to see his whiskey-colored eyes darkening slightly with desire. His hands tighten around your waist before flipping the two of you around, you landing on your back. At the same time, Stiles settles in between your open legs and hovering above you. 

"It doesn't sound fair, but if you wear the outfit often then I'll let it slide." He says lowly, lowering his face closer to yours. 

"Deal." You say breathily, your lips brushing his as you speak. 

"Deal." He says before smashing his lips against yours passionately. Your hands begin to wander and tug at each other's clothes. The room slowly grows hot and fills with low groans and whines coming from both of you. After you finished, you guys showered, went out to get the costumes, and tried them on when you returned to the apartment. 

Let's just say the slave outfit came off as soon as you put it on. 

[sluttywonwoo]

instead of you [part thirty-one] || l.mh

pairing: [best friend’s brother] lee minho x college!reader ft. han jisung

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either. 

warnings: swearing, smut (mdni)

word count: 2.3k

a/n: revamped my tom holland series from my main blog ( @wazzupmrstark ) to try and motivate myself to finish it!!

series masterlist | early access to the next chapter on ko-fi

additional smut warnings: edging, orgasm denial, spanking, protected sex

It was in fact, not the last time you would sleep with Minho. Despite saying so, you continued to sneak into his room every night after Jisung fell asleep. You’d fuck, sometimes twice, and then go back to the room you shared with your best friend like nothing happened. To say that the guilt was eating you alive would be an understatement. But for whatever reason, you didn’t stop. 

All it would take was a single look from Minho, a glimpse of him shirtless in the pool, a smirk directed at you, and you’d decide you needed him. You were so weak when it came to him. It was pathetic.

Minho always let you do the initiating when it came to sex. He never pushed, but he didn’t exactly try to deter you either. At first, you convinced yourself that it was just because he was like every other twenty-something-year-old guy: always horny. Never one to turn down getting laid when the opportunity presented itself. But every time you hooked up, you’d notice things that seemed to suggest otherwise. 

Like how he always put your pleasure first. That could simply be attributed to him being a good lover, but it felt different. It wasn’t like he was trying to get you to cum as fast as possible so that he wouldn’t have to worry about it when it was his turn. No, he took his time with it, wanted to make it last because he genuinely enjoyed making you feel good. It seemed like each time you had sex he was trying to make you cum more times than the last. And then afterward, when you were both still catching your breath, he’d hold your hand, play with your hair, coax you into staying five extra minutes, things that friends with benefits don’t do. 

You’d be a fool to fall for him. But it was far too late for that. You had wanted him before you ever slept together. Before he kissed you for the first time. And now that you’d had him, you didn’t want to go back. 

You can tell Minho feels guilty too. You see it in the way he looks at Jisung when his back is turned. He’s less vocal about it than you but you know it’s there. 

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The second to last day in Bali is spent hiking. Your foot had mostly healed by then, but the news was still devastating to you. 

“Do you ever read the itinerary?” Jisung groaned upon hearing your complaints. 

“I like being surprised.”

“That’s a fucking lie,” he said, calling your bluff. “You’re just lazy.”

You gasped and held your hand to your heart, feigning offense. Jisung rolled his eyes at you. 

“Come on, get up, get dressed. It’s matching t-shirt day.”

“Nooo, I forgot about that.”

“You only have to do it one more time after this,” he reminded you. 

Only one more time. That’s right... there was only one more stop on the trip before you all flew back to Seoul and spent the last two weeks of summer there. You expected to feel relief but you were filled with anxiety instead. You couldn’t pinpoint the reason as to why but you suspected it had to do with the whole fucking your best friend’s brother behind his back thing. 

“You still with me?” Jisung asked. “Did you zone out?”

“Yeah, sorry.”

“S’alright. We better start getting ready, though.”

You nodded absentmindedly and made your way over to your suitcase to grab a change of clothes. You were moving on autopilot, not even aware of what you were doing until suddenly you were fully dressed and ready, sitting between Felix and Minho at the kitchen bar as Jisung blended up a smoothie for the four of you. 

You couldn’t remember brushing your teeth or putting on sunscreen but your mouth tasted minty and your skin was sticky from the lotion. 

Minho nudged your elbow. “You okay?” he asked. 

“Fine.”

Jisung glanced at his older brother and then you, sliding your smoothies across the counter wordlessly. 

“Thank you,” you practically whispered as you accepted yours.

Did he know? No, if he knew he certainly wouldn’t be speaking to either of you. But did he suspect? It wasn’t like you and Minho were being that careful... he could have easily picked up on what was going on. 

You tried taking a sip of your smoothie but it wasn’t melted enough to go through the straw. 

“Here,” Jisung said, leaning over the bar to stick a spoon in your cup. 

“Thanks, babe.”

He winked at you. “No problem.”

Okay, so maybe he didn’t know and was just annoyed with Minho. That could also be an explanation. 

Jisung’s parents assured you that the hike was an easy one but you were still skeptical. Hiking in general was an activity you preferred not to partake in, regardless of the level of difficulty. 

You liked getting out and going places... that were inside.. with air conditioning. Hiking, kayaking, cycling, all on the list of no’s for you. You were simply not an outdoorsy person. You’d much rather go to a tasting at a local brewery or sit through a play in a language you didn’t understand. To be fair, the trip had a good balance of both, so you couldn’t complain too much. The Hans, on the other hand, were outdoorsy people so you should have seen it coming anyway.

Getting to Campuhan Ridge required a short bus ride over to the site for the walk. You sat on Jisung’s lap since it was so crowded, listening to him argue with Felix about fruit. 

“They are good for you!” Jisung cried in exasperation.

“All I’m saying is that that much sugar can’t be healthy.”

“It’s naturally made sugar- I’m the one in culinary school here! I know what I’m talking about!”

The hike turned out to be relatively easy, as Nikki and Dom had claimed it to be. It wasn’t too high up either. Views of rice terraces and forests stretched on for miles in each direction, greenery as far as the eye can see. 

The only downfall was how hot it was. You were sweating not even ten minutes in and the baseball cap you were wearing did nothing to block out the sun. 

You stopped somewhere in the middle of the walk to take some pictures. It had been Nikki’s idea since she’d brought her Nikon along with her, but Jisung also asked Minho to take a couple pictures of just the two of you while Felix did the same thing for their parents. 

You wrapped both of your arms around Jisung and smiled as wide as you could manage. Jisung smiled too, squeezing your hip. 

“Okay, now do something different,” Minho directed. “The smiling is boring.”

You shrugged and raised yourself on your tiptoes to kiss Jisung’s cheek. “O-okay that’s good too,” Minho muttered. 

Jisung chuckled quietly, his body vibrating beneath your lips. It made you lose your balance but your best friend caught you before you could stumble.

“Woah, you alright there, y/n?” Dom called as he, Nikki, and Felix rejoined the three of you. 

You clung to Jisung and laughed. “Yes, thanks to him!”

“It seems like I’m always catching her,” he sighed. “Where would you be without me?”

“Dead, probably.”

His mother smiled fondly at your little display and you patted yourself on the back internally. You still had a role to play, after all. 

The sun had drained everyone so you headed back to the resort early. Felix and Minho went to pick up some take-out food while the rest of you showered off the day and waited for them to return. 

After dinner, you ended up in Minho’s bed again. It was routine at this point. Pretend like you’re going to bed with everyone else, wait for Jisung to fall asleep, wait fifteen more minutes to make sure he’s really out, and then sneak off to Minho’s room. His room was all the way on the other side of the treehouse thing you were staying in which was both fortunate and unfortunate. It was fortunate because it wasn’t close to Jisung where you might accidentally wake him up, but it was unfortunate because it meant you had to walk through the entire place in the dark to get to it. 

“Took you long enough,” Minho had grumbled when you showed up. 

“Aw did you miss me that much?” you teased. 

Apparently, he wasn’t in the mood to take his time with you because in a matter of minutes he had you pressed face down on the mattress as he fucked you from behind, holding on to your hips so tightly you thought he might leave bruises in the shape of fingerprints. 

It was a position the two of you hadn’t tried together yet but you were already loving it. Minho could go faster and deeper than when he was fucking you in missionary and it had you on the edge in record time. Except he wasn’t letting you cum.  

For whatever reason, every time you warned him that you were close, he would slow down or come to a complete stop, waiting until the feeling had passed to start again. He even held you in place so that you couldn’t fuck yourself back on his cock and finish yourself off- he’d learned to do that after you’d tried to do it the first time he denied your orgasm. 

“You’re so mean!” you sobbed, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. He’d stopped again, ironically rubbing your back soothingly as the pleasure ebbed away for the umpteenth time.  

Minho just laughed and pulled you up by your hair so that he could look at your face. “No, I’m not.”

“Yes you are! I need to cum and you won’t let me!”

“That’s your fault for telling me you like to be edged.”

God damn your big mouth. You didn’t even remember telling him that but you didn’t doubt that you had because it was true. You did like being edged but this was torture. 

“Don’t listen to past me! Listen to present me!” you begged. 

“Nice try.”

“Fuck!” 

He started moving again but slowly. It wasn’t enough to make you cum but it did make you even needier. You gripped the bed sheets as he thrust into you over and over again, trying in vain to get him to go faster.

“Always so fucking wet for me,” Minho hissed, slapping your ass lightly. You yelped in surprise. “Shh, baby.”

“I’m trying!” you whispered.

“Try. Harder. Then.”

You wanted to quip back but the words died on your lips as you felt the coil in your stomach tightening again. You didn’t tell Minho this time, hoping that he wouldn’t notice. He did, of course. Your pussy was fluttering like crazy around him and you weren’t able to control it. 

Minho stopped completely, this time snaking an arm under your body so that he could pull you up on his lap. You cursed under your breath at the change in angle. 

“You were about to cum without saying anything, weren’t you? Fucking brat.”

“I forgot?” you mumbled. 

He scoffed in disbelief. “You’re really testing my patience, you know that?”

“I guess it’s a good thing it turns you on then.”

Minho let out a sound of annoyance and brought his free hand down to your cunt so that he could rub your clit. The smirk fell from your face immediately. 

And then he started moving his hips, just enough so that your g-spot and your clit were being stimulated at the same time. 

You whimpered out that you were close when you felt your orgasm approaching again, which seemed to please Minho. But he wasn’t going to let you off that easy. 

“You want to cum? Beg for it.”

“Please, Minho! Please let me cum, I’ll be good, I promise!”

You didn’t hear what he said next because your ears were ringing from the intensity of your climax. You were vaguely aware of him cumming right after you but you didn’t register much aside from his body going tense underneath yours. You rode out your orgasm until the spots in your vision subsided and your legs stopped shaking, flopping onto the bed like a ragdoll. 

Minho was quick to lay down beside you, having recovered from his orgasm much faster than you had. 

“That wasn’t too much, was it?”

You shook your head. “It was perfect. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard in my life. Not even by myself.”

You probably shouldn’t be feeding into his ego so much, but considering how good he was in bed it was at least a little deserved. 

He grinned proudly and rolled onto his side to kiss you. “I’m glad.”

-

You took another shower before going back to bed. That had become another part of your routine since you started sleeping with Minho regularly. You’d take a shower before dinner for the sake of appearances, and then you’d take a second shower after messing around with Minho. There was no way you could just hop back into bed with Jisung all sweaty and gross. It would be a dead giveaway, not to mention disgusting. 

The second shower always made you feel dirtier than it did clean. It felt like you were washing off the evidence not only literally, but figuratively too. You supposed that was to be expected, though. What wasn’t to be expected, however, was your best friend waiting outside of the bathroom for you when you got out of the shower. 

You jumped when you heard his voice, nearly knocking your head against the wall. Your eyes had yet to adjust so it was hard to see him but he was there, arms crossed over his chest defensively. You already knew what he was going to say before he said it but the question made your blood run cold nonetheless. 

“Is there something going on between you and Minho?”

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[MK1] Bi-Han & Kuai Liang. Good brother? Evil brother? Nah, just different reactions to trauma, part 1

Author's note: the first part is not directly focused on Kuai Liang and Bi-Han as characters but at the worldbuilding, our knowledge about Lin Kuei and tradition that shaped Sub-Zero & Scorpion, and Liu Kang's acceptance of things as they are.

Lately it feels like Lin Kuei fandom split into either Bi-Han’s supporters or Kuai Liang’s supporters and the dispute over who is a good brother and who is not is an ongoing issue. This is greatly upsetting because both men have their share of flaws that sometimes fans exaggerate to demonize one or another. For me though, the brotherly conflict is not about who is good and who is bad, not even who is right and who is wrong, but about how two men groomed since childhood to be a living weapon deal with the trauma in totally opposite ways. As in, one is rebelling against the tradition and the other willing to uphold the system. 

With Smoke, the adoptive yet no less traumatized brother, stuck in the middle of that.

Bi-Han and Kuai Liang being survivors of a great psychological and physical abuse is the most true for previous timelines, however hear me out - just because Lin Kuei falls now under Liu Kang’s authority it does not automatically erase the possibility of both brothers experiencing things that no child should. To better illustrate my point, let’s take a moment and look at the Empress Sindel and Umgadi system. 

Sindel in general is presented as the ruler who does not seek an open conflict with Earthrealm and whom Liu Kang openly admires. As Fire Lord said himself, Sindel was destined to “rule Outworld firmly, but fairly” and it is her rule that brings peace to the otherwise conflicted Outworld

Liu Kang, story mode: Its past has been difficult. Though the last thousand years of Empress Sindel's reign have been a true golden age... the memories of that strife still linger.

and

Sindel's Bio: Her early reign marked the start of a new Golden Age.

That is what the character's Bio and the main story mode outright says or implies about Sindel. 

But then intro dialogues bring a different side of the beloved Queen. The people infected by Tarkat illness are exiled, their property confiscated by Sindel’s edict 

Kitana: When you became ill, your assets were taken? Baraka: As required by your mother's edict, Princess.

and in result forced to slowly die in poverty far away from healthy citizens. Those who sympathize with suffering infected people and won’t “report them for quarantine” are treated like criminals, as was seen when Li Mei and her men disrupted the Royal Family’s procession while leading arrested and tied up people.

The bad treatment of infected people, according to Mileena and Baraka endings, will improve thanks to the new Empress, who not only reaches a hand to suffering but would go so far to reveal her own illness to reduce social stigma against the sick. Mileena is seen as hot-headed, violent and not the best material for a Queen compared to Sindel, the supposed wise and kind ruler or even compared to her younger sister, Kitana. But it is the brash Empress that would actually make an effort to change her Empire for better.

Similar things can be said about the Umgadi system, which forces Outworld families to give up their first-born daughters for a training that will turn their children into living weapons to uphold the Royal Family’s rule

Liu Kang, story mode: Umgadi, like Tanya, are warrior priestesses... Selected from the first born daughters of Outworld. From infancy, they are trained to defend the royal family."

The daughters in question will never know their biological family or where they were born to ensure their absolute loyalty to the Royal Family, even though not every candidate will finish their training. Once they obtain the title of Umgadi, they can’t marry or be in a relationship, we have no idea if they even are paid anything for their service. So far Li Mei is the only known woman to leave Umgadi, and she did so due to the death of Sindel’s husband for which she was unfairly blamed. And again, the tie-in material implies that the change to Umgadi system will happen because of Mileena, who is willing to reform an organization that is deeply rooted in Edenian tradition, not the “kind and good” Queen Sindel. 

So just because a character is set on the Good Guys Side, it does not mean the said character is crystally good with no flaw at all or that breaking up with tradition is inherently evil, because the tradition alone is just a system of beliefs, practices or behaviors established in the past and passed down from one generation to another within a group of people or society and not a determinant of being good or bad. 

Now, the important thing - Umgadi and Lin Kuei are very similar organizations. The similarities are especially true for old timeline(s) Lin Kuei, as we have more or less idea how training adepts looked through the ages. However, what we learned through sources about Liu Kang’s version of the clan still brings a lot of parallels to Umgadi - and I think we all can agree that objective speaking, the Umgadi system is very unfair to first-born daughters and benefits only the Royal Family.

Through the story mode and intro dialogues, Liu Kang does not question the nature of the Umgadi system. Quite the opposite, the intro between Geras and Tanya suggests that Umgadi was Liu Kang’s innovation

Geras: The Umgadi was one of Liu Kang’s best innovations. Tanya: My order sprung from his mind?

A man who does not see anything wrong with enrolling little girls into never-ending servitude to the Royal Family, logically thinking, won't question the process of making Lin Kuei warriors nor the nature of their duty.

In previous timelines, Bi-Han and Kuai Liang as children were kidnapped and forced into the life of assassins by their own father (original timeline) or unspecified Lin Kuei member, presumably grandfather (alternative timeline). Their choice was to adapt to this hardship or die and so they survived and both became great warriors on their own. The fandom has been torn about their brotherhood for years, as if Bi-Han was a good brother or not. Personally, I do not think this was even a matter of one brother being inherently good and another inherently evil, as both men are the result of the abusive environment in which they grew up. And I truly can’t stress this enough - Bi-Han and Kuai Liang were survivors of great abuse and pathology more than anything else. 

Now, in Liu Kang’s timeline Bi-Han and Kuai Liang were born into a place of power, as both are sons of Grandmaster. Sub-Zero as the oldest was meant to inherit the leadership once his father would pass away, or possibly abdicate. So in theory, Fire Lord improved the living of both brothers. However, the same as the previous, both men weren’t given a choice, as Lin Kuei clan is bound to serve Earthrealm while their existence is kept in secret. 

Liu Kang said: “The Lin Kuei is a centuries old clan dedicated to Earthrealm’s defense” while Sub-Zero’s Bio adds “As the Lin Kuei's Grandmaster, Sub-Zero leads his ancient warrior clan in the defense of Earthrealm from external threats. For centuries, it has been their solemn task” and this is the tradition that will define the whole life of Bi-Han and Kuai Liang. Because they, as sons of Grandmaster, were expected to uphold and continue that service.

We do not have a full picture of how Lin Kuei daily life or training looks like in Liu Kang’s timeline, but the sources give some idea. And so we have an examples from story mode

Scorpion to Kung Lao: We're trained differently. It takes years to master our ways." 

and intro dialogues

Sub Zero: The Lin Kuei are trained from childhood.

confirming both brothers were prepared for their role as Earthrealm Defenders (Liu Kang’s Special Forces) since they were children. Scorpion’s words alone brings another vital clue, as “trained differently” is what distinguishes both brothers from Liu Kang’s chosen Champions. We could see a glimpse of that during the Lin Kuei mission in Ying Fortress, as both Sub-Zero and Scorpion did not hesitate to kill their enemy and Kuai Liang’s “fit of rage” illustrates well how brutal Lin Kuei can be in a fight.

As story mode and intro dialogues point out, Lin Kuei weren’t trained for the glorious yet honorable Mortal Kombat Tournament, as members of this clan have never been chosen to represent Earthrealm

Kitana: Why are Lin Kuei never Earthrealm champions? Sub-Zero: So that Outworld doesn't lose every tournament.

but they were trained to eliminate any threat to Earthrealm’s safety, be it by killing or capturing those whose activity concerned Liu Kang. As could be seen with the Lin Kuei brothers mission to capture Shang Tsung.

Intro dialogue Sub-Zero vs Reiko adds another detail about process of making Lin Kuei warriors:

Sub-Zero: To kill, one must be cold-blooded. Reiko: My veins are as iced as yours, Sub-Zero.

Thus we may assume Lin Kuei training was not just about a physical aspect but psychological one as well. Both brothers were prepared from childhood to kill - while that was never demanded from Earthrealm Champions. In story mode Liu Kang said:

“No tournament participant has ever been grievously injured or killed."

and

“I would never send my champions unwittingly into mortal kombat."

so I assume the reason Liu Kang send his Champions to search for Shang Tsung was A) threat of the sorcerer that wasn’t supposed to learn magic in the first place and B) they were in Outworld, so he couldn’t call for Lin Kuei without Sindel’s knowledge.

Another detail about Lin Kuei comes from Scorpion vs Nitara intro dialogue

Nitara: Had you ever known hunger, you wouldn't judge us. Scorpion: I have, and I will.

and though we don’t have an idea if Kuai Liang was forced to endure hunger due to training - as happened in old version of Lin Kuei according to Mortal Kombat novel by Jeff Rovin:

 Many young people died during training: some could not hold their breath for five minutes and drowned, others weren’t fast enough to avoid the weapons of the masters, some starved or froze or dehydrated when they were stranded, naked, in deserts or on mountaintops and told to make their way home. But those who survived were the Lin Kuei.

Or was that a reference to economic problems of Scorpion’s clan, which at some point faced so great famine that it touched even the son(s) of the ruling family. Whatever the case, it gives us a sense of hardship endured by Lin Kuei members.

This leads us to another detail - father’s teaching (tradition) mentioned by Kuai Liang and Tomas through the story mode:

Kuai Liang: Glory? We fight for duty.

and

Tomas: Our clan doesn't govern. It serves.

while intro dialogues adds

Raiden: The Lin Kuei won't be allowed to govern. Sub-Zero: We will not be frozen out, Raiden.

Furthermore it is important to note that every Liu Kang’s Champion had their own life outside the fighting - Johnny was an actor, Kung Lao and Raiden were farmers, Kenshi was Yakuza on path to redemption and saving his clan. Lin Kuei? Not so much, as Bi-Han’s Bio points out Sub-Zero leads his ancient warrior clan in the defense of Earthrealm from external threats. For centuries, it has been their solemn task. 

After the Tournament, the Champions easily will return to their life - in the case of Johnny, benefit greatly by making his own movies based on the events, while the Lin Kuei would come back to the never ending training in preparation to defend Earthrealm and repeating the cycle by pushing their children into the same service. And it would go like that for generations, if not for the Titan Shang Tsung’s meddling that interrupted the “natural” order of things.

Let’s establish another thing - namely Lin Kuei duty in recent centuries.

Sub-Zero’s Bio suggest the Earthrealm hasn’t be threatened in generations:

But Earthrealm hasn’t been threatened in generations, and Sub-Zero sees no point in limiting his clan to preparing for dangers that may never come. Under his leadership, the Lin Kuei will come out of the shadows and fight for its place as one of Earthrealm’s great nations.

This lack of need to dispatch Lin Kuei to eliminate threat is supported by intro dialogues:

Reptile: The battle against the sorcerers was your first real fight. Smoke: It was a baptism by fire, Syzoth.

and

Kenshi: How is it you haven't been to Outworld? Scorpion: Earthrealm's defense has never required it.

However Bi-Han alone suggest something else:

Story mode: After years of idleness, it pleases me to again face kombat."

And so do the information about their mother:

Sindel: Both your parents were excellent fighters. Scorpion: I can only hope to live up to their example.

Sindel in another intro says, she knew the previous Grandmaster 

Sindel: I knew your father. He was a great man. Sub-Zero: Yet he never understood the Lin Kuei's potential.

So I think it is safe to assume Sindel was familiar enough with Bi-Han and Kuai Liang’s mother to praise her skills and is not just praising her out of politeness. But the thing is, Kitana’s intro confirms the Lin Kuei warriors weren’t chosen for the Mortal Kombat Tournament, so how did Sindel know if their mother was an excellent fighter? That to me suggests she either witnessed it outside the Tournament or it was reported to her and the latter may imply Bi-Han’s mother took part in eliminating the threat on Liu Kang’s order, maybe even in Outworld. We know from source material that Outworlders do not tolerate Earthrealm’s unauthorized activity on their land. However in the story mode alone, Sindel herself admitted that Liu Kang’s “interventions have kept Outworld at peace for centuries”

while the vast tie-in material agrees that Sindel’s Court is full of intrigues and dangers - both to the Queen and her daughters. So, if Liu Kang is a close friend of King Jerrod and Queen Sindel, it doesn’t feel that far stretched to think Lin Kuei could be dispatched to ensure the Royal Family's - and in greater perspective - Earthrealm’s safety.

Now, if there was no need for Lin Kuei service in the latest generations, why a woman

considered to be an excellent fighter - thus presumably in great shape

who also happens to be wife of Grandmaster - thus presumably having access to the best medical care the clan could offer

died in some unspecified time before main story happened? That doesn’t sound like a natural death, as Bi-Han and Kuai Liang are what? In their 30s at the worst? Which gives the chance she was a middle-aged woman, not an old person who dies out of age. The Grandmaster alone, also an excellent fighter, died in an accident, though story mode does not tell us what kind of accident it was supposed to be. Did it happen on a hunting trip? During mission on Liu Kang’s order? 

So again, for a supposedly peaceful time, it seems like Kuai Liang and Tomas are those who did not have much part in Lin Kuei activity - in contrast to Bi-Han and presumably their parents. 

Going further, the sources claims Lin Kuei clan is dedicated to defend Earthrealm from external threats, and indeed Lin Kuei warriors fought against vampires (Nitara’s people)

Bi-Han, story mode: As a boy I heard tales of battles against your kind. I had thought them tall ones.

and apparently their might is know in Outworld

General Shao: Finally, the chance to test the Lin Kuei's mettle. Sub-Zero: It will end with your humiliation.

However Lin Kuei apparently took part in solving the internal problems too, if Sub-Zero vs Kenshi dialogue is something to go by:

Kenshi: My ancestors say they've tangled with yours. Sub-Zero: Has it occurred to you to ask them why?

For a quick summary, through the sources, we learn that Lin Kuei:

were meant to serve, not govern

trained from childhood not just to be an excellent fighters but to be capable of killing

do not have a life outside their duty the way Earthrealm Champions do

endured hardship (hunger)

each generation is trained to perform their duty

and presumably, even in supposedly peaceful times, the fighters may not survive to an old age nor die in a natural way (the fate of mother and Grandmaster).

So I think that objectively speaking, we can agree that Lin Kuei does not benefit much from its service to Earthrealm, while Liu Kang got an excellent Special Forces that kept Earthrealm safe for centuries.

[Next part] Bi-Han and Kuai Liang and how Lin Kuei training affected who they are.

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I Will Never Make You Lonely: Ch 6

Summary: When your life is falling apart, your 8 best friends are there to lift you up

TW: mentions of de&th, su!c!de, su!c!de tendencies, su!c!dal ideologies, depress!on, anxiety, crying. If this is in any way triggering I’d steer towards more of my happier works. 

If you or someone you love has thought of or acted on suicide, there is help and there is hope 

Call or text 988

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort, non-idol AU

PSA: this is no way represents the artists. While their birth names are used in this story, the story is fiction and this is in no way a reflection of the artist or artists in real life. This definitely a lighter and happier chapter! HUGE shoutout to @felixmainacc for helping co-write this chapter! Love you so much T!!

You tried not to appear too clingy, but the guys were already into skinship, so you received plenty of hugs and cuddles every day. Moreover, you get to cuddle with them at night. One morning, you woke up to find an empty bed. Since some of the guys were early risers, you figured it was bound to happen at some point. You got up, stretched your back, and made your way out into the living room. Everyone was running around, super excited about something.

“What are you guys up to?” you asked, chuckling nervously. Chris threw you a towel. 

“We’re going to Daecheon Beach for the day!” He said happily. Your eyes grew huge, it’s been a while since you’ve been to the beach. 

“We’ll have plenty of time but right after we’re done eating, we’ll head down there!” Jeongin said as he filled his hydro flask with ice water. 

“Pack any snacks you want for the ride and the beach! We’ll probably stop at the store as well!” Minho yelled as he and Han started raiding the cabinet. They knew how much you loved spontaneous trips, especially the beach, so this would be good for you. You were still in shock that it was happening; the guys had to have planned this late last night or something because they were all packed. Felix came up to you with a plate of French toast and strawberries.

“Eat first, then we can get you ready,” he said, all smiley and happy. You were relieved to see him looking better, considering what he and the guys experienced the other night. You thanked him and sat down to enjoy the sweet breakfast they prepared for you. You hadn't had much of an appetite lately, and they were happy to see you eating well. Once you finished eating, you went back to your room to pack a bag for the day. You packed some warmer clothes for later in the night, snacks, and a few wine coolers and seltzers in a duffel bag. Once you put on your swimsuit, you wear one of Chris’ t-shirts and a pair of running shorts. You suddenly had a burst of energy, and it felt good. Everyone got into two separate cars and headed to a store to buy more snacks. You ran to the ice cups and mixed bagged coffee with chocolate milk to make a delicious drink for everyone. Everyone split into teams and returned with a lot of food and drinks. You were sure there would be leftovers, but you remembered that you lived with eight boys. Once everyone checked out, you got into the car with Minho, Changin, Hyunjin, and Felix, and everyone immediately started fighting over the aux.

Once you all reached the beach, it was surprisingly empty. Given it was a weekday, it was super nice to have the beach to yourselves. Everyone unpacked what they could and made their way down to the sand. It was early enough in the day for the skyline to have that orange hue, it was almost romantic… almost.  The second everything was in its place Chris scooped you up and through you over his shoulder. You screeched as he took off running with you in his arms, running straight for the ocean. 

“CHRISTOPHER!” You screamed with laughter as you two jumped into the water. 7 more boys were hot on your heels and jumped in.

“I’ll save you Y/n!!!” Changbin yelled as he jumped towards you, essentially drowning you in the process. Once you came up you latched onto what you thought was Changbin, his strong arms holding you above the water as you held on for dear life.

“I got you,” he said sweetly, you raised your head from the side of his neck wiping away the water from your eyes, 

“Chris.” You say softly, making him smile even more. You squeezed him back before you both had to go under since a wave barreled right toward you all. Everyone was having an amazing time, and you had only been at the beach for 5 minutes. You hadn’t realized it quite yet but you were falling in love.

Walking out of the water Chris hurried to grab you a towel and a shirt. You began to notice the little things he does for you, especially during this surreal time in your life Chris has brought you so much comfort and support. His love for you has been unconditional and you couldn’t ask for a better man to support you. Chris began to realize his cavernous love for you. When you hurt he hurts, he hadn’t realized the true meaning of the warmth in his chest, but he did now. 

Chris looked over at you with love in his eyes. You were settled next to Felix sharing a laugh. He walked over to the two of you taking a seat next to you. “Hey darlin, you enjoying yourself?” Chris pulls your legs into his lap. 

“I’m having a blast, I couldn’t thank you guys enough. I didn’t realize how much I needed this break.”  You say sweetly. The sigh of relaxation causes Felix to lift his beer for a toast. 

“To Y/n being one of the strongest and most resilient people me know.” Cheers erupted from the group. 

Minho and Han take a break from their sandcastle to sip their beer, Changbin and Jeongin cheers each other, and the rest shout out taking sips of their beers. Felix takes an unexpectedly large sip and everyone erupts in laughter, you offered some of your Trulys to Felix cause the poor boy did not like the beer. 

“Don’t gaslight yourself into liking a drink it’s not worth it,” you laugh as you toss him one of your strawberry lemonade Trulys. He thanked you as he cracked it open, passing his beer off to Seungmin. You all ended up playing multiple games other than Han who wandered off looking for shells and sand dollars. 

“Okay he’s a 10…but he gives off middle child vibes,” Felix said, trying to hide his smile. Everyone thought about it for a second before Jeongin said “6”.

“I was talking about you,” Felix snickered as Jeongin’s eyes went huge.

“YOU'RE A MIDDLE CHILD TOO!” He stated with a look of betrayal.

“Not the type of middle child you were,” Hyunjin giggled. You scooted closer to him.

“Leave baby Jeongin alone!” You jokingly scold as you squish his face with one hand, laughing as he shouts out protests. 

“This is why y/n is my favorite,” Jeongin stated matter-of-factly.

“Rude!” Felix clutched his chest pretending to be offended. 

“Since when do you have favorites?!” Minho questioned.

“She’s not your Hyung.” Hyunjin sassed. 

“Doesn’t matter.” The youngest snapped back.

“He’s a 10 but chooses favorites,” Seungmin spoke slyly.

Fuck you.” Jeongin whispered. 

“LANGUAGE!” Chris scolded. 

“He’s a 10 but always tries to start a fight he won’t finish.” Seungmin threats. Everyone busts out laughing the quick-paced back-and-forth banter has everyone keeled over clutching their stomachs from laughing so hard.

“Where did Han go?” Seungmin asked while everyone looked confused.

“Getting sand dollars! I bet his ass got lost too.” You chuckled out. And you weren’t wrong either. 

“He’s a 10 but walks around naked” Minho dishes out a low blow to Chris.

“NOT FULLY NAKED!” Chris throws his hands up.

“He’s a 10 but gets mad when people don’t remember how many cats he has” Felix adds.

“THOSE ARE YOUR NEPHEWS YOU SHOULD KNOW!” The cat dad getting defensive. 

“He’s a 10 but watches horror movies for fun when he’s scared of roller coasters” You joke.

“Wait till we get home?!?!??” Changbin throws out at you with a glare in his eye.

“Watch it Bin, he’s a 10 but refuses to let me pay for anything” The attitude was evident.

“CAUSE I LOVE YOU CHRIS,” Felix says in his high-pitched voice.

“She’s a 10 but won’t watch horror movies with me.” Changbin frowns while slouching.

“Watching horror movies isn’t fun!” You stated.

“He’s a 10 but is a menace to society.” The dumpling adds.

“That could be anyone here though.” Jeongin chimes back into the conversation. “Are we talking about Minho?”

“I was talking about Seungmin actually.” Hyunjin corrected. 

“He's a 10 but he’s got lost and has been looking for us for 5 minutes!” Minho points behind the members at Han standing in the middle of the beach looking around confused where he was.

“SEUNGMIN PUT THAT ROCK DOWN!” You yelled as Hyunjin ducks behind Jeongin.

By the end of the game, everyone’s stomachs hurt from laughing so much. Time went by so fast, you hadn’t realized it was getting late and it was time to leave. Everyone got cozy in their respective cars extremely tired from the fun day. You were seated in the front seat of Chris’s car, his hand rested comfortably on top of yours. You were staring out the window watching the sunset when he gently grabbed a hold of your hand rubbing his thumb over yours.

“Did you have fun today?” He asked with his tired and deep voice. You nodded.

“So much fun…thank you,” you hummed contently. He smiled. You kept an eye on the sunset until the sun was out of sight. You don’t know when, but at some point you dozed off, sleeping peacefully next to your best friend. When you woke up, you were in the garage, with Chris gently shaking you and Felix awake. 

“Hey sleepy heads, we’re home,” he said. The two of you got up and joined the rest of the group outside of the apartments. Once everyone was inside, a good handful of you flopped on the floor or the couch, too tired to go wash up. Chris and Minho heard the sleepy kids off to their rooms to at least get into their PJs instead of their slightly damp swimsuits. When it was just the three of you, Minho began to speak up.

“So, did you have f-“ you cut him off by wrapping your arms around his and Chris’ neck. 

“Today was the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Thank you. Thank you both so much,” you said with so much sincerity in your voice. You were genuinely shocked you weren’t blubbering like a baby, you were just happy and a little tipsy. The two oldest hugged you back, grateful for the day they had with you. Once you retreated to your room, Minho nudged Chris’s shoulder.

“What’s up?” Chris chuckled, questioning the smirk painted on Minho’s face.

“You know what’s up,” he said with a kitten-like smile. Chris rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the small grin.

“I can’t…not now,” he said sincerely. Minho nodded, understanding how it might not be the best time. 

“I get it, Hyung, not saying it’s now or never but you never know until you do. The worst that can happen is she says no,” Minho shrugged.

“That is quite possibly the worst thing that could happen, Min,” Chris said matter-of-factly. 

“She could say “ew, gross no!” but I think she feels the same, Hyung, I genuinely think she always has;  it doesn’t hurt to try,” he said quietly, making sure you couldn’t hear their conversation. Chris looked back at your door. 

“One day, I’ll say it one day, but it’s late and she needs sleep, we all do,” Chris says, patting Minho’s back before they both go to their respective bedrooms. When you got in your bed, seconds away from falling asleep, you got up, sat at your desk, and opened up your laptop. You were finishing this paper.

EEEEEEE I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER! I’ve been sending drafts to T since day one and when she said “y/n needs a beach day and a truly” I realized how badly this story needed a super happy chapter. Thank you again T for helping cowrite this one! I hope you all enjoyed! Stay tuned for Ch 7!

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[seungmonggg]

HEAVENLY - HAN JISUNG

wc: 3300

summary: Han Jisung was an angel. You hated his guts, at least thats what you always thought, but what would happen if you got snowed in with him for a night?

CONTENT WARNING: SMUT; p in v, reader is a female, unprotected sex (seriously, don't do that.), han is a little crybaby, sub!han, dom!reader, reader is a bit of a meanie and a psycho in the beginning, kind of open end?

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE! NOT PROOFREAD YET!

Han Jisung was an Angel. At least thats what you liked to call him. He had this really bright, gummy smile that could light up the whole room as soon as he stepped into it. Han always liked to help others, either with Homework or personal problems, he never said no if getting asked to help. He was the smartest Kid in school, and he knew that. Always getting good grades, always being the teachers favorite student, no matter what.

Fuck, you hated his guts. He was so effortlessly perfect, always smiling and laughing. What the fuck was there to be happy about every day? You were a pretty quiet girl, not liking too much attention, never ever talking in class and nearly always getting bad grades. Jisung was the excact opposite, maybe thats why you hated him so much.

Hate was a big word, maybe you didnt really hate him, you just really badly wanted to fuck him. But you often thought that his nice face and happy aura was all a mask so nobody could see the real him. Noone is just born as perfect as he pretends to be. Sometimes you sit in class, the very last row, where you can perfectly stare at him without anyone noticing. At times like that you think of how you could discover the real Jisung. Your dark, twisted and filthy mind screams at you to break him, make him cry, open up his mind layer by layer.

Maybe you really were a psycopath, at least thats what your best friend, minho, liked to call you. He was friends with Jisung since childhood and always insisted on him being a really good guy. „He'd never do any Harm, believe me.“ you'd always scoff at that, not believing anything pouring ot of that mans mouth.

Thats exactly why you came up with a plan. A plan on how to get closer to Jisung without him getting too suspicous of your sudden nice personality. Exams were gonna start soon and as you walked up to Han with the Question you prepared burning on your tounge, you swallowed. What if he just says no? Fuck it, its too late to turn back now. So you walk up to him and make yourself known by tapping him on the shoulder, he turns around and looks a little pale all of a sudden, What? Did you look that bad? You put on extra nice clothes and even put your hair up into a ponytail so he could see your eyes better.

„Y-Y/N? H-Hi.... um.. c-can i help you with something?“

was he nervous to talk to you, or what was his problem? God he was really annoying you right now, but you decided to cover your annoyance up with the fakest, brightest smile you could muster.

„Hey, Jisung! Sorry to bother you, but uh.. do you have a study partner? Its just that i sometimes see you in the library studying by yourself and i thought it'd be nice to study together, you know, help each other maybe?“

you looked up at him with hoping eyes and that same sweet smile plastered onto your face. The Man in front of you turned paniced, breath slightly quickening and face getting a little red. Nobody else could have seen it, but you followed his every move, like a predator stalking its prey. Han Jisung was your prey.

„Oh, wow. I-I never thought t-that you even knew my name...“

is he making fun of you or is he dead serious right now? How could you not know who he was? He was the most popular guy in college.

„Of course i know who you are!“ you slightly laughed at his baffeled face. „So, about my propose... what do you say?“ you raised an eyebrow as you stared into his eyes.

Jisungs head was in the clouds. He never thought youd willingly talk to him. You, the shy, quiet Girl from most of his classes.The Girl he'd always look at in the hallways when noone could see. Your instagram pictures saved in a folder deep inside his phone only for him to see.

Some might think that he's crazy, obsessed even. Maybe he is, but in his head all he can think is that youre his one true love. He immediatly fell in love with you at first sight. First day of college when someone threw a little party to get everyone to know eachother. When he saw you coming in with Minho right behin you he nearly fainted. Maybe he could get to know you through Minho.

That turned out to be the wrong way, Minho immediatly told him that yoou were off limits. He said you were „differrent“ and not easy to get close to. Jisung stopped his advances the first time you two talked. Or, he talked and you stared at him like he stole your favorite plushie and burned it. What? Wasn't he smiling bright enough? Normally that worked on everyone he met. Maybe he needed to joke around more and try to make you laugh to win you over?

That was the wrong choice as you looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights as you turned around and walked aways fastly. Ever since that day you didnt like him. You immediatly saw trough his facade, saw his eyes not light up as bright as his smile. You thought it was weird of him to put on that fake smile, who was he trying to impress? You for sure weren't impressed.

„Jisung? Han Jisung!“ He awoke from his thoughts as you waved your hand in front of his face. He turned a deep shade of red and coughed a little in embarassment.

„Yeah, uh.. sorry about that... But y-yeah, i would really like to s-study with you.“ Why was he stuttering like a moron? God, this was really embarassing. He would like the earth to split open and swallow him whole in that moment. How was he supposed to work with you at the same table as him?

This was hard. Really hard. Trying to keep up the act of the sweet girl in front of him for over a month and fake laughing at every stupid joke he made to impress you. But at least you got what you wanted as he invited you over to his place for yet another study session. This was your chance, you thought. Your chance to finally look into his home, into him. You couldnt wait to finally solve the mistery that was han jisung.

As you knocked on his front door, slightly shaking from the cold airin seoul, you thought about your game pkan. How were you going to get into his head? How could you get him to open up to you? Your train of thougt was interrupted by him opening the frontdoor and smiling brightly at you, as always.

„Hey Y/N! Come on in, i already prepared some smnacks and drinks for us!“ he seemed pretty happy, which was good because it meant he felt comfortable around you.

You quickly nodded and stepped past him into his warm, and welcoming home. Everything was pretty cozy, well cleaned and organized. Weird, you always thought he was a kind of chaotic type, considering his way of speech was always pretty fast and he seemed too loud, too funny to focus on things like cleaning his flat.

Maybe that was the first red flag you should have seen. Why was his home this organized when his whole personality wasn't? As you two studied and talking deep into the night you learned a lot more about him than you thought you would.

You glanced at your phone and sighed, you had to get going. But deep down you knew you didn't really want to. You wanted to know more about him, about his life. He was never like this when you saw him in college. This calm, collected and controlled.

„I probably should get going now, its getting pretty late and i don't want to keep you up too long..“ You said as you started to pack all of your things into your backpack.

„no worries, i'd stay up late either way, i still haven't looked at yo-“ he stopped himself, fuck he nearly said the wrong thing. He lost focus for one second and almost told you about him looking at your pictures, your little webcam on your laptop that you always forgot to turn off before heading to bed...

„Sorry, i meant i still haven't learned enough..“ he quickly said as to not get you suspicous of him. He could'nt scare you away yet. He wasnt ready to let you go that fast. He needed more of you, needed more time to really get to know you, inside and out.

You obviously didn't know he was always looking for you in every crowded room, always standing close to you, hoping to get close enough so he was able to smell you coconut scented shampoo. Fuck it drew him crazy, he could imagine you laying sprawled under him, your hair messy, your bodies sweating against each other as he fucked you dumb. He needed you like oxygen, he was crazy after you, couldn't get enough. Nothing, noone could stop him, not even you.

As you made your way to his frontdoor you glanced outside only to see that it ha snowed a lot while you were here. „Oh fuck..“ you muttered as you couldn't believe how much snow had come down in only a couple of hours.

„Wha-? Oh... shit, you're walking home, right? I can't let you go in a snow storm like this...“ he said as he looked down at you, inside of him he was jumping around, already starting to get hard at the thought of you sleeping on his bed. „Uh... you could stay over if you want to.. i can sleep on the couch and you sleep on the bed..“ he told you in a hurry.

You looked up at him and outside again, it would really be a dumb idea to walk home in this weather.. you couldn't even see further than two meters. You sighed as you turned back to him. „If i really stay over i don't want you sleeping on the couch because of me...“

„If it doesn't bother you, we'll just both sleep on my bed.“

„No worries, i won't do anythingweird..“ he added. The jisung inside his head laughing at what he was saying, of course he was going to stare at your beautiful face all night...

You seemed to think about his idea and finally nodded at him as you dropped your backpack back to the floor. „Alright, can i wash up in your bathroom?“ He immediatlynodded at your question and showed you to his bathroom. As you closed the door behind yourself, this was getting ridicolous, how would you be able to resist him when you were together all night?

You breathed out as you looked at yourself in the mirror. At least you had dressed up nicely tonight, just for him. You even did your hair and as you undressed you remembered you even put on you best pair of underwear tonight. Fuck, you really were prepared if anything would happen tonight.

After taking a quick shower and putting your panties on you realised you didn't even have anything to sleep in. „Shit..“ you quietly muttered to yourself as you considered asking him for clothes... but maybe.. maybe this was the perfect chance to tease him, maybe you could get him to crack if you walked out of this bathroom in just this towel.

You smiled at your reflection and opened the door as you confidently stepped out into his bedroom. „Jisung?“ you said.

Jisung looked up at you and nearly pissed himself at your sight. Holy fuck, was this really happening or was he already dreaming about you? He snapped himself out of his haze as he let out a small noise for you to know he was listenign to what you were saying.

„ Do you maybe have a shirt i could sleep in? I didn't think i'd stay over so i didn't bring any clothes..“ Rhe man in front of you sputtered as he got up onto his feet as fast as he could to go over to his wardrobe and pull out a shirt for you to wear, „Yeah, of course, take this..“

You thanked him as you went back into the bathroom to change into the shirt. It was mid-thigh length, which was perfect to tease him. You already got the reaction you wanted when you wlaked into his room again, his cheeks turned red and he looked like he was going to explode any second now. You put on a worried look as you stepped closer.

„Jisungie? Are you alright?“ you cringed inside as you called him that stupid name, maybe he wouldn't like that?

„Oh holy fuck call me that again...“ he groaned as if he was in pain and as you looked down you saw a growing tent in his pants. You started grinning like crazy and looked back up to his eyes.

„Aww, are you getting hard because you saw a bit of my skin? What are you, a fucking pervert?“ you spit out as you slowly felt yourself getting wet at the thought of him being aroused because of you.

„W-what? I-i'm not i-i swear...“ he stuttered as he put up his hand in front of him. His eyes turning glassy and slightly blown out, exactly the reaction you wanted. You knew it, you fucking knew he wasn't just a nice guy. You knew he was as sick and twisted as you were. You laughed out lough.

„holy shit, you like me talking to you like that? You like when women put you in your place?“ you grabbed his chin and made him look up at you. He whined and nodded quickly, trying to blink away the tears of humiliation that started to form on his waterline.

You grinned as your other hand squeezed his thigh and he whimpered at your harsh touch. „Say it. Say you want me to fuck you.“ you spit in his face as you stared intensly at him.

„I-I want it so bad, you don't even know how much i need it..“ he whispered the last part, but you heard him loud and clear. Fuck , you were going to ruin him.

You pushed him back by the chest and made quick work of ripping his shirt off before climbing onto his lap and softly grinding on his now fully erect cock, making him moan out loud. „Please!“ he almost whailed.

You cooed at him, seeing him get antsy and touching you all over. If you were going to tease him any further he was for sure blow soon. „Aww, are you already getting close from just a little touching, jisungie? You need me to fuck you right now?“ you softly spoke against his ear to which he whined and you felt his cock twitch against your core.

„Y-Yes.. need it now.. please.“

„Well how could i deny you if you ask that nicely..“ you said as you pulled his shirt over your head and connected your lips in a first kiss. The kiss was messy and wet, filthy with all of that spit coming out of his mouth. He couldn't help but drool at the thought of getting to finally be inside of you after waiting for all this time.

You made quick work of his sweatpants and shortly after realised he wasn't even wearing any boxershorts underneath. „So needy for me, you didn't even put on underwear, huh babyboy?“ he moaned loudly at that petname, not even caring if anyone would hear him. All that mattered was you sitting on top of him, ready to fuck him into oblivion.

He shook his hand as he pulled at your panties impatiently. „O-Off... please“ you giggled at his already fuicked out speeck, his blown out pupils, looking up at you so beggingly. You decided against teasing him any further, as you were also getting impatient. You pulled your panties off ans xou grabbed his dick and spit right onto the tip, making him shudder and let out a noice like he was sobbing.

You pumped him a few times to spread the slick of your spit and positioned yourself over his cockhead. „You ready for me, baby?“ you cooed at him nodding and muttering a series of pleas under his breath.

As you sunk down on him you enjoyed the stretch on the way down, while han was quietly sobbing into is arm, too embarassed to let you see him like that. You pulled his arm away as you finally were completely filled out by him. „Need to see your face baby, gonna treat you so well.“ You muttered to him and left a slow and soft kiss on his lips, a stark contrast to the way you were talking to him before.

But seeing him look like that made you soften up a bit, wanting to take care of him and baby him until he was ruined for anyone else and sobbing from the pleasure you were giving him. You slowly started rocking your hips against him and looked for any sign of discomfort in him. When you didn't find any, you started fully bouncing on top of him, making him nearly scream out from the pleasure he felt.

Jisung was full on crying now, shamelessly grabbing on your tits and littering your neck in messy, wet kisses and hickeys. No matter how fucked out he already was, he still wanted to mark you, making anyone in college see you had someone to fuck. „Gon-gonna c-cum too fast! AH!“ he moaned out and shut his eyes tightly to focus on the band in his belly.

He was already on the verge of cumming so you started rubbing tight circles on your clit. „O-Okay.. fuck, i'm going to cum too!“ you finally moaned out as your movements got messy and uncoordinated. Luckily Jisung saw that you were running out of breath and quickly grabbed your thighs whit his strong hands as he held you up to fuck up into you at an ungodly pace that was makíng you see stars.

Fast and hushed praises were raining from your lips and when you looked down at his tear stained, concentrated face the band in you finally snapped, making you cum harder than you have ever before. You cumming on top of him made him finally let go too, moaning your name loudly as he came into you.

As you laid against his chest, letting him cum and cum and cum into you, you steadied your breathing slowly. „That was the best sex i ever had.“ he whispered, completly spent under you.

„Uh-Huh.“ you just said as you closed your eyes and cuddled up to him.

You vaguely remember him cleaning you and putting the blanket over you before drifting off into a deep sleep.

Maybe Han Jisung wasn't as bad as you thought he would be, maybe he was just a loud and awkward guy, but you now were sure that you indeed didn't hate him, you liked him.

[amethystina]

It Is Mine to Avenge

Fandom/Pairing: The Devil Judge - Gahan

Length: ~ 12 000 words

Rating/Warnings: T / Kidnapping, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Blood, Minor Injuries, Violence

Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Fluff, Protective Kang Yo Han, and all that entails...

Summary: If you take something that belongs to the Abyss, you better pray he never catches up with you.

Because, if he does, it's too late to beg for mercy.

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[honeybcj]

Hello han!! T Evan anon and Sorry for the late response but my day(s) have been well thank you for asking! Hope your day is going good as well <3

But rosekiller with any type of bondage is >> especially when they still have rope burns on their wrist the next day. They probably frequent the hardware store because they want the binds to hurt so things like zip ties are a common occurrence in their bedroom

my sweet nonnie!! you have no need to be sorry at all! you have your own life outside of this, so please, rest assured that there is nothing wrong with taking a few days to respond. also, i never want you to feel obligated to respond, especially if you have other things in life to deal with. regardless, i appreciate you immensely, and i adooooore your brain. i’m home from work now, so i’m feeling lots better after having a pretty Stressful evening. <3

you are SO RIGHT. they do love the pain. barty is a certified Masochist and evan is a certified Sadist. to me. barty will literally be like, “rosie, baby, you can do it tighter, please do it tighter” and his wrists are fucked the next day, but he loves the little reminder, especially when evan brushes his fingertips over the marks, pressing hard against the tender skin. barty’s already been fucked within an inch of his life, but he’s already whimpering again because evan is driving him mad by teasing him with the rope burn. like just imagine these idiots walking into a hardware store, evan with the most deadpan expression in the world, and tossing a ridiculous amount of zip ties onto the counter with some thick ass rope and it’s all waaay to suspicious because the employee makes a little joke like “oh, haha, who are you kidnapping?” and ev is just like “my boyfriend” so fucking seriously, not even batting an eye. barty’s so red in the face, eating it up, and the employee feels mortified, not saying a single word for the rest of the transaction. they definitely put them all to good use when they get home…….

[lasi-nariyoyo]

Can u do stray kids future spouse please

Stray Kids' future spouse

What is this reading about? I'm extremely late for this reading, sorry anon. Better late than never I guess lmao

I'm not sure if I got your ask right, I looked into a possible important relationship, not all of them are happy or end in a marriage tho!

Disclaimer:

My readings are made for fun and you should read them for fun too. So don't take them seriously. 

Bang Chan 

Rev 7of wands, page of cups, 5 of swords

I think they might meet in a moment when he isn't really actively looking for a relationship. Maybe he just had a painful break up and he isn't even thinking of dating another person because he's still healing from his past wounds. It's a relationship that brings good vibes to Chan, this person has a good influence on him, at least at first. I feel as if Chan might have high expectations on his partner, or he has a very idealized opinion on what their relationship will be like, which might not be what the other person want. It's possible he wanted a more serious relationship while the other person wanted to keep it casual, or maybe he wants to get married and have a family while the other person would like to go slower. I don't think this causes big arguments, this might be a lasting relationship, but Chan is the enthusiast of the couple, while the other tends to be more realistic which might frustrate him.

Lee Know

The high priestess, 3 of cups, 4 of wands

It seems like a very happy relationship. His future spouse is someone close to him, like a friend. It's like those dramas with a friend to lovers dynamic. It's a relationship that might end up with an actual marriage. This is probably the best set of cards I pulled in this reading, if there's one who will have the typical fairytale love. It's possible that Minho might be the one who falls first and he might have to pursue the other person. They have a great chemistry, mentally and physically. 3 of cups and 4 of wands indicate that his relationship will be public, I assume he'll reveal it at some point and he won't meet too much criticism. As I said, an actual marriage is highly possible (the most likely out of all the members), all the people close to him will be happy and support his love story.

Changbin

Rev devil, the lovers, rev the wheel

I feel it's a very casual relationship at first, based on casual encounters and sex, but with time they develop actual feelings. It won't be an easy relationship though, developing feelings isn't something they were expecting and probably not something they see as a positive change at first. It's possible Changbin is the kind of person that prioritizes his work, I get a very "this is so bothersome" energy from the cards and he might think that a serious relationship is just an unnecessary obstacle. I feel like it's the kind of relationship that will end like it began, smoothly, no real drama, just the sadness that comes whenever something that could've been good ends. It's possible the other partner wants a serious relationship or wants to create a family and decides to leave because Changbin can't provide it.

Han

The lovers, 2 of swords, rev 3 of swords

It's not an easy relationship. There are intense feelings, but also a lot of pain. I feel it's the kind of situation that makes you think that "love isn't enough to make a relationship work". There's sincerity and love, but a lot of troubling emotions too. They might be prone to drama or they might struggle with their mental health or they might overthink a lot or have expectations that aren't easily met. They are both good people, but not in a great place mentally and this might cause pain to the both of them. I feel that they might work on it though since they don't want to let go of each other. I can't see a real outcome though. For other members I can more or less perceive if the relationship will last or not, or how unhealthy it truly is for them. In this case there's a lot of fogginess. Imo, I feel that if they're able to heal their insecurities, they might be a good couple, but right now I feel a lot of complex emotions between them.

Hyunjin

King of cups, the high priestess, rev the magician, rev 3 of swords

It seems like a very good relationship at first that gets ruined later on. Both are mature people, in a good situation from pretty much every point of view (economically, mentally, physically etc.), they work so well together. However, I think something big will happen that will disrupt completely their relationship. One of them might cheat or fall in love with someone else. Or their relationship will suddently go public, creating a big scandal that will cause one of them to think a break is the best solution. In any case, one of the two will feel betrayed because the break up is one-sided and they will probably need to work a lot to heal from it.

Felix

Rev the fool, the hermit, rev 8 of pentacles

It seems like a relationship he jumped in without much thought. Not because it's a casual relationship, I think there are real feelings from the beginning, but it's possible he's miscalculating something. For example he might end up in one of those "matching items" scandals, so he might be a bit careless and he might fail to protect his privacy. I don't think this might mean the relationship will be ruined though, I still feel a positive energy coming from the cards. He just needs to take things more seriously. It might also point to him being uninterested in marriage and other "grown up" stuff like buying a house or becoming parents or something like that. He isn't against it either, he just doesn't think about that stuff, maybe because he feels like it's too early for that. It's like his relationship has this "we're young and in love" vibe, he doesn't think much about the future.

Seungmin 

Rev 8 of wands, the devil, 5 of swords, rev king of pentacles

A relationship that doesn't really begin well. It's all about sex and addiction to the other person. Felix' reading gave me a very bright and young vibe, but here I see only dark emotions and unhealthy adults. There might be jealousy and one of them (or both) is possessive. This is the kind of relationship that shouldn't end up in a marriage or in a long-term relationship, it will lack stability, they don't have a good influence on each other. I don't really see any hint of a possible break up, so it's possible they might linger in this relationship for a long time. Contrary to Han's situation, there's nothing that can be saved here.

IN

The lovers, rev 5 of swords, 4 of wands, rev 5 of cups

I think it might start as a good relationship that might end up in an actual marriage like Lee Know, but it will relatively soon end up in a break up. I see genuine feelings between them and the desire to make things work. Some problems may arise, but they want to stay together and might think that marriage (or another big change like living together) might help them to shake things up and begin a new happy chapter of their life. It's possible this problem might be his relationship going public without his consent and to peace everyone he'll rush in a marriage. But this won't bring happiness, new problems and misunderstandings might arise and this will lead them to choose to break up.

[sirenofthegreenbanks]

the "han ying shows up and kills himself out of love" storyline has started and i have thoughts

or: me ping-ponging the entire situation around in my head and examining it from every angle

(putting it under the cut, its gotten long!!! i have Feelings about this aa!!)

everytime han ying and zhou zishu chat i wonder if things could be easier if zhou zishu were a bit more candid about what he means. i mean he very clearly and undeniably tells han ying oftentimes that his life is precious and he should not waste it on zhou zishu. so clearly han ying underestimating what he means to zhou zishu, what value he has at all as a person, is not because zhou zishu didnt do his utmost to communicate it to him.

but im pretty certain that f.e. if zhou zishu would explain why han ying's hunt for the glazed armour specifically is such a stupid thing to do, han ying would probably understand him better and maybe do something else, something that doesnt cost his own life. then again, zhou zishu rejecting the glazed armour is a big part of him not wanting to live, as he doesnt actually know yet, at the time they last see each other, why betting on the mysterious ying-yang book is a bad idea; he only learns that later from long que and doesnt see han ying anymore until he shows up covered in blood. there is simply no way to tell han ying about what a bad idea it is until its too late.

but there is another reason why zhou zishu is rejecting the armoury's mysterious treasures, and that has to do with his worldliness and his experience with such things. nothing is ever as good as it sounds. in word of honor, such magical artifacts and secret techniques won''t solve the true problem, and zhou zishu knows that. he is (understandably) wary, which is later then confirmed to be a good idea. he could have told han ying that a bit more clearly, and as han ying's former superior and the one who taught him everything, han ying might have taken him seriously.

i do wonder if han ying is already aware of what a bad idea it actually is. han ying has served powerful man all his life and was carefully groomed to die in their service, so his worldliness and experience is a bit hazy. its difficult to say what his own thoughts are regarding the matter, we dont see enough of him to know that. its hard to say whether he would have betted everything he has on the glazed armour just to save zhou zishu, if the person in question were anyone else. he seems to lose his brains whenever zhou zishu is involved lmao. in his scenes we see han ying always in a role of service, never his own person, so its hard to say. judging by his attitude, he is either fully convinced the glazed armour truly is the key of all keys (heh!) or he is truly that desperate.

whatever it is, han ying can tell that zhou zishu doesnt want to live. between all the uncertainties, that is the single sure thing. he can tell that zhou zishu would have said no, no matter what. zhou zishu's relationship with wanting to live and choosing to die is very complicated, he hasn't truly figured out himself yet what he wants for most of the show. han ying meets him only in these uneasy moments, so he naturally only knows zhou zishu in a perpetuate state of depression and uncertainty. a zhou zishu who denies his own worth and value to other people, people like han ying.

maybe han ying wanting to save zhou zishu has a big part to do with han ying trying to prove to zhou zishu how important zhou zishu is to him. he's saying, "look! i would do everything for you not to die, can't you see how much i treasure you? can't you tell how worthy and loved you are?" this is especially impactful because han ying only knows zhou zishu in his worst moments. he has never seen zhou zishu the sect leader or zhou zishu the filial eldest disciple. he only knows zhou zishu from tian chuang, leader of assassins and spymaster. and he still loves and adores him.

and yes, a big part of that is likely filial piety. but it is also zhou zishu himself. and maybe zhou only sees the former, and has a difficult time acknowledging and believing the latter. and maybe thats why han ying is so desperate and would do anything to show him.

so maybe it wouldnt have changed anything after all, if zhou zishu had been a bit more candid, considering that zhou zishu's desire to die is so big it would have blotted out everything else, be it pragmatism or reason. and han ying seems to desperately want to save zhou zishu at all costs, even from himself. han ying still might have chosen the path he walks and that leads him to his death, and zhou zishu might have still ended up with one wen kexing intending to save han ying at the expense of himself, and one dead han ying.

but what always sticks out to me is that zhou zishu can not fully open himself to han ying; he is still entangled in that role of being han ying's superior whom han ying is very filial to, whom he adores. he is trying to lead his own life, but han ying (and the way zhou zishu has left tian chuang behind) make it very hard for him.

im pretty sure this could be solved if zhou zishu were more candid and would treat han ying like just any other person, someone he can meet on eye level. but that might be hard for him, because han ying's adoration is so heavy, zhou zishu, who always believes he is not worthy of such faith anymore, is so uncomfortable with it he would rather han ying fucks off. he also wants han ying to lead his own life, and he views han ying adoring zhou zishu still as han ying binding his own fate to a sinking ship. to zhou zishu, han ying's continued loyalty must be like another sign of zhou zishu's faliure; he cant even save han ying from this.

this is especially notable when you contrast zhou zishu's relationship with han ying with how zhou zishu is with wen kexing. these two are equals, and for better or worse, wen kexing has been witness to zhou zishu's journey. he knows everything there is. zhou zishu doesnt have to be candid, wen kexing understands and sees him. but they still talk openly, they show each other their worst, and then they make up about it. they go through it.

zhou zishu doesnt allow han ying to go through it with him, he mistakenly believes he is holding han ying back. he thinks, the more he sends him away, and the less he allows this loyalty and connection to grow, the better it is for han ying. so han ying runs after him, and zhou zishu keeps all the important words hidden. and maybe those important words wouldnt have changed things at all, or might have made it even worse. its truly hard to say.

honestly, han ying dying feels a lot like it couldnt have been avoided no matter what. i like to imagine that things get easier when you communicate better and allow others to through it with you, but in this case, han ying's and zhou zishu's roles seem to make it impossible for them to ever reach the kind of honesty zhou zishu cultivates with wen kexing. there is just too much zhou zishu hasnt fully confronted yet, too much pain and too much guilt. and han ying is never truly arround, for them to really see each other where they are.

[my18thcenturysource]

Today we're taking a look at the costume of an OLD period film, where my interest collide: 1920s and the 18th century.

Der Rosenkavalier (1926) is based on the opera of the same name by Richard Strauss, and the music from that is what accompanies this not so silent film. Since the libretto is changed a lot from the one of the opera, the movie also includes music from Strauss' Couperin suite. It was premiered in 10th January of 1926 at the Dresden Semperoper, and Strauss himself conducted the orchestra! Isn't that super cool? You can watch it on YouTube!

The costume design for this film was by Alfred Roller, Hans Rouc, and Stefan Wessely (the three of them usually worked in Art Direction), and Ludwig Rudlof was the wig maker.

I had never thought about this film until I was reading a magazine (a new one, from 1923 LOL), and there was a little column about Jaque Catelain (who plays Octavian in this film) and it had a photo from this film. And OF COURSE that sent me to a rabbit hole. I mean, look at him (and Elly Felicie Berger):

And, now something @vinceaddams always tell us all to look at: LOOK AT THE COAT SHOULDERS!!!!!! That's so good! AND FROM 1926.

Now, I love LOVE LOVE the costumes of this film. Let's take a look!

First of all, we have not one, but TWO robes de cour with the right kind of lace sleeves! One has a more historically accurate neckline, and the general silhouette of the torso. It was worn by Huguette Duflos as the Countess Maria Theresia von Werdenberg (the Marschallin):

And the other has a more square neckline (like in a middle way between a court mantua and a robe de cour), and the torso is less accurate (she doesn't seem to be wearing the right stays, nor the dress having the proper boning), but the petticoat is SPECTACULAR (worn by Elly Felicie Berger, as Sophie):

The women have both other dresses:

A robe à la française in stripes for Sophie:

This very flammable looking for the Marschallin:

And this one is also a robe de cour (kind of?), but with a petticoat and overskirt that feels more like a robe à la française. I mean, it clearly closes on the back, so I like to think of this dress as a robe de cour.

We also see Carmen Cartellieri wearing... this... dress and a coat/robe over it. This might be the dress that looks more like a halloween costume of the whole film, but honestly, I've seen way worse lately...

Now, let's just enjoy all of the menswear. They have some funny and odd cuff choices, but the general look is WAY better than many MANY modern 18th century set films and series. But the coats, the wigs, the cravats... it is all so pretty!

Here some early 18th century wigs:

LOOK AT THE VOLUME OF THIS FROCK COAT!!! Also, I LOVE that they kept the dark coloured hair of Jaque Catelain as Octavian in some parts:

And in other parts where he's supposed to be dressed nicer, he wears a white wig. This is also my favourite suit of the film, that looks taken straight from a Barbier illustration:

Now let's look at Paul Hartman as the Marschall. The silhouette that he wears is slimmer and fitted closer to the body than the other characters, being it from later in the century.

He wears a court outfit, that has too short breeches and too straight front:

His other main look is this suit with decorative lines, that along the riding boots, gives him the appearance of strict military dude. The front is nicely curved, and even the shoulders have a structured feel that matches the character. That's good costume design, my friends.

Over this outfit, he wears a carrick (or garrick) coat and a tricorn hat:

We also have Michael Bohen (as Ochs von Lerchenau) and Karl Forest (as Herr von Faninal). Their looks are kind of mid 18th century (?) and earlier 18th century kind of mixed together. They have different lengths of waistcoats and one of their coats (the one on Karl Forest) looks earlier to me. But in this comedy of errors, both of them are supposed to be kind of silly, so I accept that they look kind of odd. Still, better than many series I've seen lately.

So, to finish this post, here are some images from the film that I didn't use complete before, but you might want to see. Enjoy:

So, what is your favourite outfit from this film?

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Some stories are always incomplete.

Type: angst and fluff

Description: hatsune has been acting weird and tomas being the kind boyfriend he is goes to see what is wrong with her.

Hatsune had been acting weird for the past few days she would skip breakfast and go outside saying she had an important mission but tomas knew her better than the others.

Tomas was concerned about his beautiful girlfriend and why she isn't eating anything and coming home late at night she saw sometimes she came back with a sad and hopeless look on her face and that concerned him.

"Alright guys I have to go something came up" Hatsune said to them before leaving the house with her staff in her hand ignoring the questioning and concerned looks on everyone's face.

Tomas was sitting by the dinning table "guys I also have to leave I need to do something" Tomas said to them "alright just be careful Tomas" Kuai said to Tomas.

Tomas disguised himself into pure smoke as he flowed through the wind it was the easiest way to follow hatsune without getting caught by hatsune.

Hatsune was currently at the town market with her staff in her hand she went to an abandoned building in the market place her eyes were filled with anger as she looked around "I am here, you said you wanted to see me!" Hatsune shouted "hatsune ryu" Hatsune heard a whisper in her ear she looked around to see shadows beneath her feet she stepped away as the shadows took form of a man the man was pretty tall wearing black armour that was attached to his body his beautiful platinum blonde hair flowing down and his red eyes the same as hers but with more chaos "what do you want Asmodeus?" Hatsune asked him with a glare "is that a way to greet your big brother?" Asmodeus asked hatsune with a smirk on his way "it is a way to greet an asshole" Hatsune said to asmodeus.

Tomas watched in his smoke form in shock of what he was seeing 'hatsune has a brother!?' Tomas thought to himself but the relationship between them was exactly like kuai and bi-han after he betrayed them but he felt like there was something else.

"Still serving that king of the Netherrealm?" Asmodeus asked with an unamused expression "yes and he's a much better ruler" Hatsune said to asmodeus "seriously hatsune, that tyrant is no better come back to the underworld father is waiting for us" Asmodeus said with a smirk "I told you I won't go back there not after the shit he put me through!" Hatsune shouted at asmodeus "come on little sister let us be a family-" "I said no!" Hatsune said to asmodeus.

Asmodeus glared at hatsune he put his hand out pulling hatsune to him his hand on her neck squeezing it hard "you dare defy your brother, let me tell you who's incharge here hatsune, the only reason you are breathing is because I am letting you live" Asmodeus said to hatsune "still the arrogant tyrant as I remember" Hatsune said his grip tightened around her his nails dug into her skin causing blood to pour out of her neck "you don't have any power over me little girl after all I am the heir of the Underwood unlike you" Asmodeus said before throwing her to ground "now I shall leave I expect to see you again here next week" Asmodeus said to hatsune before leaving.

Tomas watched the scene his eyes widen in shock 'bi-han might have betrayed us but he was never this cruel like his Tomas thought and realised why hatsune had been skipping breakfast and going here just to see him and deal with her asshole brother 'my hatsune' Tomas thought he then went inside the house.

Hatsune was breathing hard and started to have tears in her eyes but she wiped them away suddenly she saw smoke coming inside wrapping itself around her the smoke turned into tomas who was hugging her close "Tomas" Hatsune said "shh let me heal your wound" Tomas said he put his hand on her bruise on neck caressing it gently "your brother he-" "It's alright I am used to it since childhood" Hatsune said to Tomas crying slightly Tomas kissed her forehead "you shouldn't be used to that hatsune, do you remember when I proposed to you that I will take care of you so please hatsune let me help you" Tomas said kissing her forehead hatsune hugged him back crying "it's okay, I am here hatsune, I love you" Tomas said to her "I love you too" Hatsune said tomas picked her up and took her out of the house wondering what exactly happened to her in her past but for now comforting and loving his girlfriend was his main priority the rest could wait.

Asmodeus watched from afar his eyes looking at Tomas and hatsune 'interesting looks like little sister got herself a boyfriend' asmodeus thought to himself suddenly a man with devil horns and tail dressed in a suit came "sir your father is calling for you-" "Tell father I won't be returning any time soon, I have to watch over my dear little sister more" Asmodeus said to the servant before looking back at hatsune with a smirk.

(Art does not belong to me) (this is asmodeus)

[tiffanylamps]

I think it’s funny/interesting that Han Juwon was like “She’s an alien/foreigner! She won’t be missed! No one would notice!” (I’m paraphrasing a lil) about Lee Geumhwa when he himself spent a decade abroad (literally abandoned) with no one to speak of.

The thoughts that invade my mind when I’m late to class, really T-T

So, I had to let this sit with me for a day or two. Cause... Han Joo Won is so frustrating sometimes. I've looked up the scene when Joo Won and Han Ki Hwan argue over Joo Won's connection to Lee Geum Hwa's murder. I checked two different versions and the wording Joo Won uses is-

"But she was an illegal alien! They cannot identify her. Even if they do, there is no evidence that ties me to this woman. Everything they have will be circumstantial." (Episode 3)

I have three interpretations of Joo Won's feelings toward Lee Geum Hwa (in this scene) and I'll overexplain them to you now.

During this point in the show, Joo Won knows Lee Geum Hwa has been murdered by the serial killer he has been investigating for 9 months. In the past twenty years, Joo Won is the only officer (that we know of) that has taken an active interest in the Manyang cold case and figured out how it connects to the Busan killings.

He used Lee Geum Hwa for his sting operation. He leveraged his position of power over her and used the fact that she was in the country illegally (and the fact that she was a sex worker) against her. He forced her to comply with what he wanted to do, despite the fact she didn't freely consent to it and the fact that the plan completely disregarded her safety. Her compliance was given under duress/blackmailing and her life was taken as a result.

Joo Won's actions lead to Lee Geum Hwa's murder. Without him, it's pretty safe to assume that Geum Hwa would've lived. Joo Won didn't actively kill her but because he abused his power, he became one of the main reasons for her untimely death.

And it is tearing him apart.

(whenever Joo Won thinks about Geum Hwa, he drinks alone in his flat)

Joo Won isn't a bad person. He made a terribly selfish decision, which he carelessly did not execute with any sense of tact whatsoever. He should never have done that sting operation alone and shouldn't have left Geum Hwa to fend for herself. Side note: I seriously don't understand how he could receive her text messages and not tell anyone! He knew she had contact with the killer and then... silence... he doesn't hear from her again and he didn't inform anyone. wtf jw.

I think this is the worst thing Joo Won has ever done. I think what happened between him and Dong Sik is waaaaay more of a grey area in comparison to this! He treated Geum Hwa like she wasn't human! He treated her the way the majority of sex workers are viewed by the general public: expendable and less-than (human).

The reason Joo Won uses the term "illegal alien" (which is probably a funky translation) is because he mimics the language his father uses.

"... and find out your team was looking into the massage shop case with illegal aliens?"

In this scene, Joo Won is desperate! He is riddled with guilt and misplaced anger (he's placing all of the blame and his anger onto the killer instead of himself) for what has happened. He wants to make it right, he wants to find out who did this to Geum Hwa so he can make amends with her and absolve himself.... But at this point in time, he won't take responsibility for what he's done.

In this scene, Joo Won is running away from his involvement because his guilt is too much for him to bear. He doesn't want to face the gravity of his actions, because he if were to, it would destroy him... and it does, partially, when he faces it in episode 4/5.

So, he dismissive her to make "the issue" sound smaller. To make himself feel better. (which is a super human thing to do when you're in denial)

Also, he's talking to his father in this scene and Joo Won is pretty good at knowing when to adjust to his audience. His father wants Joo Won to be like him: methodical, logical, emotionless, "perfect" (which is all bullshit because HKH is none of those things). So, that's who Joo Won tries to be around him. It's a survival tactic that he's learnt over the years but it's not who Joo Won is. HKH and Joo Won are both painfully aware that Joo Won is an emotional man, who requires emotional support (gosh, i wonder why??? can't think of a reason lol). But Han Ki Hwan is never going to give him that.

^ See how badly he wants his father to support and reassure him? Despite Joo Won not liking Han Ki Hwan, he still desperately wants him to be his father. Joo Won wasn't raised or brought up by his parents, so in moments of high stress, he seems to revert back to child-like qualities, almost as if he hasn't been taught how to deal with his emotions in a responsible way. So, in this moment of true desperation, Joo Won diminishes Geum Hwa's personhood to a title because 1) of his own guilt and 2) because he wants his father's support.

I can see why he's not acting like a mature adult in this situation. Joo Won was brought up by nannies and was sent to England at the age of 7. He seems to be kind of emotionally underdeveloped because he's never been given the space to express himself or deal with his emotions in a healthy manner before they become explosive. Han Ki Hwan and Joo Won both have explosive tempers, which is either a part of their genetics or it's a response to stress that Joo Won has learnt from his father.

Joo Won was abandoned by his parents at the age of 7. He was shipped to a foreign country on a different continent and left to fend for himself. What that does a child, I don't know, but it doesn't seem to have done any good. So, the third reason I believe Joo Won is so dismissive of Geum Hwa is because he's projecting:

No one cared about me. No one checked up on me. I was left alone, etc, etc.

Joo Won felt abandoned and so he projects those feelings and experiences onto Geum Hwa to lessen the blow that Geum Hwa does have a family... in China*. Who might never find out what happened to her but might like to know.

So, the implication of "she won’t be missed! No one would notice!” is definitely there in his actions.

Han Joo Won narrows Lee Geum Hwa down to a single short sentence because it's easier for him to deal with her when she is dehumanised. Instead of seeing her as a whole human being with wants and friends and desires, with a family, with a life, that isn't any less valuable than Joo Won's own. No matter her immigration status or job title, she mattered. And he treated her like she was nothing more than a chess piece on his big clever board, instead of a woman (that he probably had a few things in common with).

*I hope I'm remembering that correctly lol

(Episode 4, post panic attack: Joo Won sitting all night by the reed field he found Geum Hwa's body in, instead of going home)

but you know why I love Joo Won so much?? He grows, learns, and reveals. Joo Won deeply cares about what happened to Geum Hwa, it's why he went to Manyang. He needed to be the one to make it right, he needs to remember her, to respect her in death because he didn't do it in life. He wants to make amends for his actions and it makes him soooo human and flawed... but good. Han Joo Won does bad things but it doesn't mean he is a bad person... and I just... yeah, he means a lot to me.

So.... yeah.... I don't know if I have expressed my thoughts in a coherent way. I'm going to shut up now. I must have a "too-much" gene because this is truly a ramble of all rambles. I won't keep you hostage any longer! Thank you for the ask, I always appreciate them! Please never hesitate to them send them my way <3

TL;DR: jw talks shit about lgh because 1) he's guilty and can't deal 2) he wants a support system 3) he's projecting

(I hope I'm not coming across as being soft on him. he's responsible for his own actions. no amount of daddy issues will take away the fact that he did a bad thing)

[ravinewreyn]

Helsaween Week 2 - Mirror

Rating: T Pairing(s): Hans/Elsa

@helsaweenfun

There were dust gathering on the sheets.

She hadn’t paid much attention to it, she hadn’t paid much attention to anything, and she had been wearing gloves again—not to hide what she had hidden throughout her childhood but the reminders of the months that she had gone through lately—so she hadn’t felt the dust under her fingertips until now.

Not that she touched those sheets often anyway.

She had only taken notice due to the slight breeze coming from underneath the closed door that had blown fine particles into the air that she breathed, causing her to cough.

Her bedchamber was dark, even during the day, with the heavy curtains drawn over the windows that allowed no sunlight to come through, but her eyes had adjusted to her choice of living.

She couldn’t risk it. Not even her magic, definitely not the obvious things.

It had been months.

She could only imagine how terrible she must have looked.

Gerda had been the only one that came to her chambers—the only one allowed to, and each time there was this worried glint in her eyes that Elsa caught, even when the Governess tried to hide it, each time she entered and take one look at the Queen. That glint had only grown more and more desperate and clear with each visit.

There was a crunch coming from underneath the sole of her shoe when she walked around the room, so Gerda must have missed that particular spot for months, but Elsa was barely bothered by it.

With each passing day, it only got lonelier, and with each passing day her fingers twitched with an itch to remove a sheet.

She resisted, of course.

It was the only thing that she had thoroughly put her mind to, it seemed. To resist, to deny the temptation, to not grab and grip and rip the sheet off, to maybe be proven wrong and that maybe it was all nothing but an illusion, something that her mind created, and that it was not real, no matter how real it felt.

Her knuckles ached sometimes, so maybe Gerda hadn’t done a perfect job in that matter too, but it was alright. The pain served as a reminder that she was not dreaming, that she was still awake and aware—even when she wouldn’t care at least she was aware. That she was here, despite her better wishes.

“Please, Your Majesty,” Gerda had practically begged by this point. “You must not wallow in your grief continuously like so.”

She hadn’t even mentioned her name, and yet the gripping ache in her heart was still there, just as painful and just as stabbing, that Elsa winced involuntarily as she sat at the vanity, letting the Governess brushed through the tangles of platinum blonde hair while she stared at the covered mirror.

“What is it that you fear, Your Majesty?” It was Gerda who asked that, and yet she had heard another voice, not the Governess’, shrill and high pitched, youthful… familiar.

“What are you so afraid of?”

It made her eyes shut tightly as she tried to block the image and the voices that had suddenly flooded her mind, and she was half-aware of the fact that her lips had moved to whisper a ‘don’t’ when Gerda had spoken something even when it sounded so distant and far away, a mere echo that she couldn’t understand.

“I will be fine, Elsa. I will see you in two weeks.”

A broken promise that she should have seen from a mile away. It was the same promise, in that same false comforting tone, that always fooled her into thinking that it would not be the same. That perhaps this time, it would be different.

It never was.

“Don’t!”

She had unconsciously reached forward, holding onto the older woman’s wrist with vise-like grip—even when her own hand was trembling, she had just noticed—when Gerda had reached for the sheet covering the mirror in front of her, stopping her from taking it off.

“Please, don’t.” Her voice was barely a whisper, pathetic and defeated, unlike the Queen she was meant to be, as her hold wavered and her hand fell away from the Governess’ wrist. “I’m begging you.”

“It’s unhealthy, Your Majesty.” Gerda told her, tone gentle and patient, yet firm nonetheless. “There is nothing there other than your own reflection, I promise you.”

She had no strength to reach up to stop the older woman for the second time, as she tugged and let the sheet fell away from the vanity mirror and onto the floor.

And, just as Gerda had promised, Elsa had stared at nothing other than who she supposed was her. Her reflection had looked far thinner than she had thought she was, cheeks hollowed instead of being full until she could take note of the cheekbones that jutted out from under her skin, her eyes were sunken with dark circles under them as a result of her difficulty of sleeping—she only slept when exhaustion had truly gotten onto her and she couldn’t resist anymore—and her hair had no longer been vibrant and full, like there was no life in them.

Like… there was no life in her.

Which was good, surprisingly enough, because she associated her with being full of life, and her appearance lacking that made it far easier for her to stare at herself and not seeing her.

Gerda left after that, perhaps satisfied enough for the day as she had made a little progress, even when Elsa had requested for her to pull the sheet back over the mirror.

Now night had fallen and she found herself facing the tall standing mirror in her room, hand gripping against the sheet—ungloved. There was nothing there, she told herself, she had seen nothing but herself on the mirror earlier. There was nothing to be afraid of.

Ripping the sheet away, the way one would rip a bandage in one go as to only feel the pain once, fine dust flew everywhere around her as Elsa stared at her own reflection in the dark, standing in her nightgown, feet bare, all alone.

She was alone.

That was good.

She turned, wishing to head for the bed, when the fine hair at the nape of her neck had suddenly stood up right before—

“I’m still here.” That smug, masculine voice, had spoken from behind her, making her whip around to face and glare at him in the mirror, watching her with a tilt of his head. “You endure far longer than I was expecting. I actually have gotten quite lonely.”

“Leave.” Her voice was still nothing above a whisper, throat sore from the lack of use, shakier than she would have liked. “Leave me alone.”

“You know I can’t.”

“Why it has to be you?” she took one step closer toward the mirror, eyes filled with disgust, as she stared at the man bearing just about the same amount of disgust toward her.

“You know why.” Hans replied. “Do you really want me to spell it out for you?”

Her right hand curled into a fist so tight that it began to shake at her side. The urge was there, boiling right under her skin, and she hadn’t felt such burning heat in so long, that anger and hatred.

Apparently, he had taken notice, as one of his eyebrow rose while he eyed her fist. “Don’t hurt yourself, delicate Queen,” he warned. “You know it’s useless.”

Even on the cracked mirror she could still see the way his lips tugged into a smug smile. She hated it. She hated knowing that he was right. She tried it before, and yet there he was still.

So she bent down, reaching for the sheet once again, to cover the mirror and to cover him, push him away from her sight and her thought, because apparently when she couldn’t see him then he couldn’t speak to her either.

“You and I, we are not so different, Elsa.”

The way he had spoken her name, the way he would even dare to compare the two of them together, made her jaw clenched as she straightened back up, the sheet forgotten. “I am not like you.” She sneered through gritted teeth. She took another step forward, and even when she tried not to do it her eyes still glanced toward the purple bruising on his neck in the shape of long slender fingers.

Hans noticed that too, the direction of her eyes had flittered toward, and the corner of his lips tugged once again. “Even when you’re staring right at the example of it?”

“I am not like you,” she repeated, a chant, like a spell for herself. “I am not like you.”

“Even when it was your hands, your fingers, around my throat?” Hans asked.

“You killed her!” She cried out in return, one accusing finger pointed at him. “You killed Anna!”

“You killed her.” Hans corrected, just like each and every time she told him of his crime, even when her chest ached and her head throbbed. “It’s your ice in her heart.”

Her fist met with the already cracked mirror, damaging it further, and she didn’t even take note of the way the scars on her knuckles had opened once again, her skin torn once more, with warm blood dripping down onto the floor along with the pieces of sharp glass.

She never used her magic since that day, because it was too painful of a reminder and because he would appear on the reflection of the smooth ice too.

“You did nothing to save her.” She breathed, eyes sharp and murderous. “You claim to love her and you stood by as she died.”

“Maybe I did.” Hans nodded, face distorted due to the uneven surface of the broken mirror under her still clenched fist. “Maybe I didn’t. Does it matter, Elsa? You still blame me for it and I paid my price.”

Her knuckles ached, fingers twitching after her hand had fallen limply back at her side. “I didn’t mean to.” She choked out, falling to her knees as her hands went toward her head, fingers clawing through her hair, staining the pale color with red. “I didn’t mean to.”

“Which one? Which murder, Elsa?” Hans questioned. “Hers or mine?”

But she was no longer listening to him. At least, it was not Hans’ voice that she was hearing anymore as her fingers tugged painfully against the roots of her hair. “I didn’t mean to.” She sobbed as the voices of her father echoed in her mind, bending forward until she had her face so close to the ground that she could even feel the fine dust of glass against her skin. “I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“I am your guilt, Elsa.” Hans continued, as cold eyes watched the way the woman broke before him. “I am the sins you have committed.”

And even when Elsa had screamed and cried out, even when Gerda had rushed into the bedchamber only to find the platinum blonde haired woman bloodied amongst the broken glass of the now fallen mirror, even when there was no reflection for Elsa to see Hans due to her own blood, for once she could still hear his voice in her ears.

“Mad Queen of Arendelle.”

[convenientalias]

Yuletide Fics By and For Me

Yuletide authors have now revealed, so I feel like it's a good time for me to link both the gift I received and the fics I wrote for it, for anyone interested :D

I got a very RTMI King's Affection fic this year, featuring Noh Ha-kyung/Dam-yi, the original crown prince surviving, and twin-swapping shenanigans. Y'all should read it!!

A Lotus Flower, Flourishing in the Dark

What if Lee Hwi hadn't died? Well, some things would have changed, but others would not.

And now, the fics I wrote!

From Moth Back Into Caterpillar, Nirvana in Fire, Jingyan & Lin Shu, 11k, T-rated.

A deaged Lin Shu escapes the Su Residence and runs off to find Jingyan.

wish we could turn back time, Nirvana in Fire, Mei Changsu/Lin Shu, 5.8k, Explicit.

An experimental medicine of Lin Chen's makes Mei Changsu dream his way back into the past. Dream, of course, of Lin Shu.

Marriage, a Wellspring, The Silent Sea, Han Yoon-jae/Song Ji-an, 12k, M-rated.

Han Yoonjae marries Song Jian for better water access. For his daughter's sake. There do turn out to be other benefits

A Basic Test, The Silent Sea, Han Yoon-jae/Song Ji-an, 6k, Explicit.

Post-canon Bad Guys Made Them Do It fic. Four days after the mission to Balhae Station, Han Yoon-jae and Song Ji-an are still in SAA custody. Han Yoon-jae's loyalties are in question, while Song Ji-an's genetic mutation needs to be studied before she can be safely released. Director Choi proposes a test that will serve both purposes.

a fly on the wall, The Radiant Emperor series, General Ouyang/Wang Baoxiang, 2k, M-rated.

“You can go,” Baoxiang said. Ouyang stared at him. He was not the sort to flinch from facing those he hated, or avoid them. And as much as he hated Baoxiang, lately he had developed the habit of wallowing in his miserable company. Baoxiang had developed a complementary habit.

among autumn leaves, Watersnakes, Mila/Agnes, 1k, G-rated.

Post-canon slice of life. Mila still looks at Agnes, maybe with a bit less awe than she used to. Her gaze still hovers on Agnes’s mouth, but she has never asked a second time to touch Agnes’s teeth.

punishment as reward, Zhang Gong Zhu Zai Shang, Yunzhen/Xuanqing, 1k, M-rated.

Gu Xuanqing gets whipped again, but this time he asked for it.

The Importance of Accuracy in Portraiture, Under the Skin, Du Cheng/Shen Yi, 3k, M-rated.

Du Cheng sees a nude portrait Shen Yi painted years ago. It makes him think about some things.

climax and denouement, Smokescreen, Evan/Link, 3k, M-rated.

At the end of Man in a Car, Evan had praised Link's performance only begrudgingly. Link probably thought that was because they’d disagreed so much on Link’s acting choices. In actuality, it was because he’d known one more successful project would not convince Link to work with him on another. They’d made something brilliant together, and now Link was going to ride off into the sunset and never collaborate with him again. He wondered if that was still the case now.

...and that's it!

I wrote a total of 9 fics, roughly 48k words, mostly in November and December. It was a lot of fun! Yuletide prompts finally gave me the impetus to watch The Silent Sea and read She Who Became the Sun and Smokescreen, and I found some other fun prompts for shows I'd already watched as well. Now I need to get back to my noveling after a month or so off lols.

[smokyvrbada]

any headCanons for sektor?

Thanks for the ask anon! So Sektor is, in my opinion, one of the hardest Lin Kuei warriors to write for aside from Cyrax. I love this character a lot too which makes it hard, but I'll do my best on these for you!

General HC's For Sektor

Warnings: canon-typical violence + death, mentions of abuse, unhealthy relations, angst, the old Lin Kuei were terrifying, Sektor deserves some more recognition

Sektor was the only one out of the main five Lin Kuei to originally be born into the clan itself. His family, along with the Sub-Zeros' ancestors were the backbone of the Lin Kuei hierarchy, but their history is already murky as it is. So naturally, Sektor was heir to the Grandmaster, and was officially taken into the clan after birth.

He's a very straightforward and unyielding individual; Sektor is the type of person to call someone out on their bullsh*t without a care in the world. Although he does appreciate his 'immunity' as an heir (more food, better laundry, etc.), he does often wonder how things would be if he was someone else, with a normal life without all the crippling weight of responsibility on his shoulders. Used to be a rebellious individual when he was younger, but now he has a sort of arrogant, by-the-book outlook.

He has burn scars on his hands and arms from years of trying to perfect his skills with his flamethrower and other weapons; like many other clan members, Sektor has a Lin Kuei symbol tattoo, his is on his upper bicep. I also hc Sektor as an amputee (lost one of his legs on a mission) more on that here

The Grandmaster and Sektor never got along, there was always a pillar of hatred and disgust between them. Sektor was one of many heirs that the Grandmaster sired, but none of them survived that long after being adopted into the clan; Sektor was the first to make it past infancy. He sees his son as nothing more than someone expendable and Sektor has always loathed him for this.

In his youth, Sektor often questioned the Lin Kuei's beliefs and actions. He was taken on his first shadowing of a mission when he was around 6 (kind of like a ride-along). The harsh reality hit him like a ton of bricks, he was left confused and angry; this wasn't a good situation that he was unfortunately branded into. He only started following the clan's morals to have some sort of appreciation and recognition from his father (was in favor of the Cyber Initiative because of this).

Sektor and Bi-Han were actually very close friends once. They were both around 5 years old when they first met, though Sektor is only older than Bi-Han by 2 months (Kuai was 2-3ish). Sympathetic towards the cryomancers' situation, Sektor became friends with Bi-Han, and these relations lasted well into their late teens. The Grandmaster saw their friendship as a threat (old family rivalries), and this is when Sektor's personality began to drastically change due to brainwashing.

After cutting all friendly ties with Bi-Han in their early twenties (Bi-Han had recently become Sub-Zero), Sektor began doing solo missions (sometimes Smoke and/or Kuai Liang would join by order of the Grandmaster). At this point, the Grandmaster had succeeded in molding Sektor into a cold, unforgiving and dangerous assassin. Sektor would later form a strong alliance with Cyrax, who acted as a mediator between him and Bi-Han on missions.

Overall, Sektor is a very complex character. He's arguably one the smartest warriors when it comes of technology (alongside Cyrax of course). He was once a very compassionate individual, but was eventually blinded by loyalty through years of his mind being poisoned to seek any sort of parental love and recognition from the Grandmaster. Sektor, like many other Lin Kuei, were forcibly turned what they are, and it was a truly tragic situation.