#Like I don't doubt they wanted to know and that they want me to get better

[nostalgicmiscellaneous]

Knowing Pen lied to him was truly Colin's nightmare come true in many ways, because of his past experience, but it's deeper because he actually truly loves Pen and she wouldn't lie to him because she's Pen, and Pen is special, but the the more you watch, the heartbreak shapes more clearly. Colin's expressions and his questions, the many times he's asked Penelope if she's sure of her feelings, if she regrets getting engaged, if she doesn't return his feelings for now...everytime Colin notices she has something to tell him, that he can feel it, he's expecting her to say she doesn't love him, that he indeed is not enough on his own, not worthy. When she's 'sick' and he wants to be near her..."perhaps she's trying to keep me at distance and is regretting", he's so unsure. Her confession at the church, that follows him once again asking her, telling "if you'll still have me?" and clearly bracing himself for some type of rejection, gives him a bit of peace, he starts to believe and is so giddy. At the Mondrichs ball, he's so happy when she tells him he's worthy. It breaks my heart for what's to come. His world came crashing down, because if she lied about that, if she - even if deep down he knows it's true, and that's why it hurts more, because she sees him negatively, she knows his mask and what's hiding - said those things about him in her Column, then she likely doesn't love him, not really, not in the way he loves her. It's hammering in his head: "Why would she love me?, and then, everything that happens make it worse, because - to him - he doesn't seem to be able to show to her his value, to prove to her he deserves love, because she seems to not need him, he's unable to help her in an effective manner and he feels like a failure as her husband, unsure of himself and mistrustful of her loving him. That's why Pen's words to him at Francesca's wedding makes me so emotional. I am in love with her words, how she tells him her needs and how his love is important to her on its own, and how can he show her that love the best/the best way to show it, what she doesn't need, what he doesn't need to do, that he actually excels at loving her when he simply loves her. It's in his special smiles to her, in their little jokes together, it's in the way he made love to her, in the way he gazes at her, how he makes her feel beautiful, in the way he dances with her, how happy it makes them to be together, how they can be silly together, how he kisses and holds her. It's curious because Penelope doesn't seem to doubt his love is there anymore, their dynamic here has shifted ( until ep5, she was also very insecure) , despite their issues, have you notice that? She just wants him to allow himself to show, she wants him to want to love her, she knows it's there, she wants him to act on his love and show her, in the many ways he's so perfect in showing her, so that she can show him back and make him feel loved too. Her offering the annulment was about protecting him and his family and a way to tell him: You don't have to keep on loving me, to be by my side, if i don't make you happy with my love, if you don't want to, if you are scared, in pain. But of course he wants to. He'll always want to and seeing her being so brave, makes him brave too, brave to let himself believe, to accept and let his heart melt away the protections he built with his hurt, makes him understand, deep inside of him, she loves him, that brilliant woman loves him and her light, as he said, will never hurt him, it was never meant to hurt him, instead it will always brighten up his path. She exposed herself out of love, for herself, for him, for his family and he exposed all his feelings right back to her, his insecurities and his love, he finally felt with certain how much he is loved, and it's every bit as much as he loves her. And he knows how vast that is.

[hoodedjelly]

Nicktoons unite main 4 in their respected styles ( minus jimmy neutron i'll explain more below)

i feel very mixed about these but it was still fun either way studying all of these cartoons respected styles. the final does make me happy, seeing all of them together ^__^ 💞

below i will explain my thought process working with each style so get ready for a wall of text:

first before anything you may be asking: why no jimmy neutron style!? it's because i tried and gave up! i was starting the rendering process for timmy and i hated it so i just didn't continue! no point of making myself miserable for something thats harmless fun style studies. but have these as a little treat:

Fairly Oddparents style: the easiest style to work on and research for, fop style is not that complex. i should also add i didn't draw each style in one sitting i drew each character together and then edited them all, so that might be the reason why some look better then others, i just got good. but i'm saying that because the character i started with was spongebob! specifically because i was tired of ppl thinking dp style and fop style are the same and how spongebob would look the same in both styles, just a flat square. which is wrong! fop style is very different! i would prob describe it as a flat paper style. has sharp and rounded thick lines. the main source of research i used for it was the designer for fop was Ernie Gilbert. he has designed a lot of iconic characters for the show and i highly would check out his work, this is his website

Danny phantom style: now this one was tricky, prob the hardest one to figure out and i honestly don't think i really DID figure it out. the possible reason is i am still trying to go through the show atm myself, but i'd doubt it. they all just look off to me, just a little. which no need for me to work myself in a circle trying to make it "perfect". im no professional character designer! especially not Stephen Silver.

Spongebob Squarepants style: this one was tricky but in the opposite way to dp style, where i didn't know what to reference! to start off the show is mainly nonhuman characters, so finding character refs were hard. the refs i did use were the mermaids and the superheros, so i used that for timmy. but in the middle of working on jimmys i was watching a video of someone ranking every single spongebob ep and TURNS OUT in the later seasons, i think season 13, there were human designs! (technically elfs but whatever).

and weirder thing is how they draw patchy but im not going to get into that. i am assuming that style is for characters that are supposed to be real life humans up on land in that universe (but why not just use real life humans? idk, maybe tom kenny is getting to old for the role). BUT ANYWAY, i used the elfs for a main source for jimmy and danny, they turned out a lot better then the timmy in my eyes. i wanted at least one of them to have the black eyes but they all have bright blue eyes and the show usually always colors blue eyes. i get ahead of myself cause there was a lot more factors i still had to figure out. like the line art. the show doesn't have a clear line style like dp or fop, its just relatively consistent medium lines. so i just went with more recent show stuff then older stuff since it's HD.

ok but thats basically it, i can prob go on more but i'd feel no one gaf. i made these for fun and it was fun making them! i love all of these shows a ton so it was nice looking up the designers and artist for these shows. support the artists!!! fuck bitch fartman!!!!!

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PAIRING: brothers bsf! sunghoon x f!reader

WARNINGS: cussing, mentions of jealousy, betrayal

AUTHORS NOTE: thanks for your patience babies!! hope you enjoy.

The night air feels cool and crisp as you and Sunghoon stroll down the quiet street, the stars twinkling above you. The only sound is the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze and your footsteps echoing on the pavement.

"Sunghoon, can I ask you something?"

He looks at you, sensing the seriousness in your tone. "Of course, anything."

You take a deep breath. "It's about Ningning. I need to understand... why her? After everything that happened between us, why did you turn to her?"

Sunghoon's expression shifts, a mix of guilt and regret. He runs a hand through his hair, struggling to find the right words. "I know it’s fucked up. I really do. But after that night we spent together, I was so confused. My feelings were all over the place, and I didn't know how to deal with them."

You listen quietly, your heart aching at his words.

He continues, "Ningning... she was a distraction. I thought being with her would help me forget about you, about how much I wanted to be with you. It was stupid and selfish. I was trying to escape my own feelings, and in the process, I ended up complicating things even more."

You nod slowly, processing his confession. "So, you never had real feelings for her?"

Sunghoon shakes his head. "No. It was never about her. It was always about you. Being with Ningning was just a way to avoid facing the truth of how I felt about you. But it didn’t work. It only made things worse."

"I’m so sorry, Y/N. For everything. I never wanted to hurt you or anyone else."

"If I'm being honest, the only reason I called Jaemin was to make you jealous," you confess, your voice trembling slightly.

His eyes widen in shock, "You did what?"

You take a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. "I know it was childish, but I couldn't help it. I needed you to feel the same way I did when I saw you with her."

He runs a hand through his hair, frustration and confusion battling in his expression. "Why didn't you just talk to me? Why go through all this?"

You look down, unable to meet his gaze. "Because I was scared. Scared that you didn't feel the same way. Scared that I had lost our friendship.

He steps closer, his voice softening. "You never lost me. I was always here, waiting for you to realize that."

You finally look up, tears brimming in your eyes. "I didn't know... I thought it didn’t mean anything to you."

He reaches out, gently cupping your face in his hands. "you have no idea how hard I tried to get that night out of my head”

Your breath catches in your throat as his words sink in. "Really?"

"Really," he whispers, leaning in to press a tender kiss on your forehead. "Next time, just talk to me, okay? No more games."

You nod, a small smile breaking throughx

"Sunghoon," you begin, your voice barely above a whisper, "this... this thing between us. It's complicated, isn't it?"

Sunghoon sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, it is. I mean, I really like you. But Heeseung... he’s always been protective of you. I don't think he'd understand."

You nod, your heart aching at the thought. "I know. Heeseung means well, but I don't want to hurt him. And I don't want to lose what we have either."

Sunghoon stops walking and turns to face you, his eyes intense. "What if we kept it between us for now? Just until we’re both ready to tell Heeseung. We could figure things out together, without any pressure."

You look up at him, searching his eyes for any hint of doubt. But all you see is sincerity. "You really think that could work?"

He takes your hands in his, squeezing them gently. "I do. We’ll take it one step at a time, and when the moment is right, we’ll tell Heeseung. But for now, it’s just you and me."

A small smile tugs at your lips. "Okay. Let's do it. Just you and me."

Sunghoon leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Just you and me," he echoes, your secret bond solidifying in the quiet night.

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[beamng-dot-shark]

I had a post like this that I had up for maybe a few minutes before I deleted it because I was not in the mood to get into this but screw it I'm getting into it now.

Warframe enjoyers, you gotta understand something and understand this something -now-. It is not a game about sunshine and rainbows and happy fun times and everything being oh so perfect and sanitized. Keep this in mind with what I'm about to talk about, this is important.

Contains spoilers for WitW and Jade Shadows.

The two newest story quests really hammer home this idea. There is something regarding these quests, specifically the community's reactions, that really irks me a lot.

Before I continue, another thing to keep in mind: I am a queer person (transman & bisexual in a relationship with a genderfluid individual), if it needs saying) and am pro choice. Just so people don't assume things about me purely because they completely misunderstood these quests and disagree with what I'm about to say.

Whispers In The Walls. I cannot tell you how upsetting it is to hear that people were unhappy with Loid and Albrecht's portrayal, apparently. I don't know what you people expected from... WARFRAME OF ALL THINGS? "The queer rep in Warframe is so bad!" No? It's not bad. It's just not perfect and clean and sanitized and happy enough for you. If you want clean and neat queer rep then go somewhere else because this game is not for you.

I said this in the Warframe Discord server I'm in but I shall repeat: 1) Ticker being an old timey trans woman and she's not made fun of or treated as a joke. 2) Varzia being pretty openly bisexual and being interested in both Maroo and Teshin 3) Loid and Albrecht being so very much in love even through the pain and sacrifice, and they might come back together!!!!! It's Not Bad queer rep!!!! It doesn't suck!!! Their rep feels REAL!!!!!!! You almost never see old timey trans women or drag queens in games that isn't treated like some kind of joke. An older gay man on this site talked about how happy he was to see that an old gay couple like Loid and Albrecht existed because people used to call him and his partner disgusting just for daring to exist as old gay men together.

I am begging young queer people to shut their mouths about the queer rep in Warframe not being good or satisfying them enough, when the rep currently in the game is not only pretty damn good compared to other things but it's fitting for the world it's in.

"I play games to get away from reality." My brother in christ Warframe has so much shit that is a reflection of reality I am not sure why you are playing it if you cannot so much as stomach the nuances and complicated-ness of real life queer people of all things.

Jade Shadows. Holy shit man what a mess. No I'm not talking about the quest, I'm talking about the community's reactions to it. I've heard of people whining about it being... pro life??? Did we play the same quest, people? What about a woman wanting her child so badly she was willing to pour every ounce of her leftover energy into it even if it cost her her life is... pro life...?

Idk how to tell you guys this but it's very clear Jade wanted her child. Even the operator says that whatever was draining her, she -wasn't- fighting it. She was letting it happen. She told Sorren he was going to be a father, there was no ounce of doubt or reluctance in her words.

Yes I too am upset that she couldn't survive, I'm heartbroken over it even (this quest made me cry like a bitch, dude). But I get the reasons why DE made this decision and I'm glad they had the balls to even touch the topic! That is a VERY tough topic to bring up.

And another thing: Stalker/Sorren was absolutely NOT redeemed and I don't know what made any of you think that. Characters who have done bad things can do good things too, you know. Warframe has always had many morally grey areas to it, it is not black and white or good vs evil. It is -complicated-. You know, like real life. You don't have to like Stalker, no one said that. You don't have to forgive Stalker, no one said that. Stalker is not a good or bad person, he's just a person. He has his own complexities and is complicated, like a real person. He is not perfect.

Anyway that's my thoughts on the matter. I like Warframe because the fact that it doesn't beat around the bush and DE is not afraid to be real and raw with their work. The people whining about all this stuff I think they just want things more sanitized and pure and perfect but I'm sorry you are not gonna get that here! Go read a book/watch a movie/play a different game that has what you want cus Warframe does not have this.

Also please do not harass Reb and the other DE folks over this, it is incredibly rude and is not going to help your game get any better. Please literally go outside and touch grass and I say this with as much love as I can muster.

[createdbytragedy]

GIRLFRIEND PRIVILEGE

✧ Pairing: Service Top! Kang Taehyun x Soft!Dom! Reader

✧ Genre: Smut, mdni

✧Warning: Praise kink, strength kink, , oral ( f receiving) , cum eating, unprotected sex (don't worry, reader's on pill), creampie, penetration (p in v) , service top Tae, abrupt end and badly written, not proofread

✧ Word count: 2,867

✧ A/N: I know it took years for me to write this but its still not good and my tumblr is acting out so please bear with this.

Being Taehyun's girlfriend granted you privilege. What kind of privilege? Find out yourself

"Please...." Taehyun whined, looking at you with those big brown eyes, looking so innocent.

"Please what baby?" you teases, maintaining eye contact with him. His cheeks flushed, earning a smile from you. God, he's cute. You liked this side of Taehyun that no one has seen or even thought about. You liked the way he was seated between your legs, on his knees, begging you to let him eat you out.

"Wanna make you feel good, can I?"

Taehyun looked like someone who would enjoy taking the lead in the bedroom more often. Going to the gym five times a week did wonders to his body, it left people gawking and fantasizing what would be underneath those tight white shirt.

"I don't know," you grinned ," Should I let you?" He looked like he was on the verge of tears. Looking up at you, lips slightly puckered out and staring at you, silently begging you with his eyes.

"Please........ been- been a good boy." You loved seeing him like this. All needy and horny. Just wanting to be good for you.

"Go ahead, kitten." With your consent, he wasted no time to reach for the waistband of your shorts, pulling it down along with your panties. You lightly lifted yourself up before settling down with a sigh.

Taehyun stared at your bare cunt, almost drooling at the sight and visibly gulping. He could feel his pants starting to get a bit tighter than before. You chuckled at his reaction, spreading your legs wider for him, " Go ahead, baby..." you whispered, pushing his head in your cunt with no resistance.

"Fu--fuck, you're so wet... love it" he mumbled against your wet pussy, nibbling at the tip and swirling his tongue the way he knows you like it. Your hands tangled on his hair, tugging lightly, making him moan, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your body. His fingers dig into the flesh of your plush thighs but you were used to it, finding the action rather pleasurable with time.

"That's it...... good boy. Making me feel so good, ah~", you sigh, pressing his face deeper and moaning at the speed he's going. He was making your toes curl with how professionally he eats you out. He knew what had you pulling his hair, he knew what gets up arching your back and he knew exactly what made you cum all over his face.

The fact that Taehyun was willing to get down on his knees and eat you out, moaning against your pussy like he enjoyed it more than you do, the not-so subtle buck of his hips every now and then, signaling that he was turned on by just being between your cunt was enough to let go of all the doubts you had.

Dating Taehyun would make you unreasonably insecure sometimes. Maybe it was the fact that he was a worldwide known singer with exceptional talent and god, he was breathtaking. There were millions of girls out there, grovelling to have a chance with him and to be completely honest, most of them were better than you. Prettier. Curvy body. Rich. And they had applaudable career. In any form, you just thought they were better and sometimes deemed yourself unworthy of him. After all, you were just a typical girl. Not part of his glamorous life.

"Pull my hair....please" he mumbled, looking up at you with those doe eyes before he's lapping away like a dog again. You obliged his request, tugging on his hair with enough force to make him openly let out a moan. You smiled, getting lost in the pleasure once more.

The way Taehyun offered all of himself to you; that was maybe his way of saying he loved and that you deserved him just as much as he deserved you. When he just lets you take complete control over himself, letting you use his body however you liked, the way he leans into the slightest of your touch. Maybe he wanted to tell you how much he loves you through his body since he couldn't tell you by words.

And oh god did you love it

"fuck, I'm close-- keep going!" you sputter, your grip on his hair tightening, pressing him so hard you worried you'd suffocate him but not worried enough to check, of course. but, you don't think he'd mind it that much with the way his moans turned frantic, his own hips bucking into the couch, getting off of the friction it provided. Then you were seeing stars, an overwhelming pleasure overcoming every inch of your body, toes curling as a long moan left your mouth.

"Hmmm......so good, baby" you mumbled, getting down from your high while releasing his hair that you were gripping too hard. But, Taehyun was still buried between your legs, licking all the sweet essence that came out of you with quiet groan.

"F--fuck, Tae, that's enough" you whimpered, feeling a bit overstimulated and he listened. He always do. He was so obedient and cute, isn't he? Staring at you with his lower face practically smeared in your juices, lips pink and swollen and looking so delicious all while his eyes held a devotion. Deep and sincere.

"C'mere, baby" he leaned closer to you, eagerly waiting any type of attention you were going to provide him with. So, you pulled him closer for a sweet kiss. Capturing his pulpy lips between your teeth in a way you knew gets him going. And it always worked. Because he would always let out a moan against your mouth, kissing you back with as much desperation. If not more. You tasted yourself on his lips, smiling because god he drives you crazy with those urgent little tugs on your shirt. Not daring to slip his hand under yet craving to feel your body. You pulled away from him enough to catch your breath and enjoy the way his lips chase after yours.

"What's wrong, Tae? You wanna say something?" you asked, feigning your innocence. His lower lips quiverred, forming into a pout as he looked down at the huge bulge poking through his grey sweats with wet patch forming around around it. You let out a devious chuckle, making a blush appear on his face out of embarrassment.

"Are you hard, baby?" you teased, scooting on the edge of the couch so your body was almost touching his. He nodded, too ashamed to use his voice at the moment. This was suppose to be about you but how can he not get hard with you letting out heavenly sounds like that? When you pulled at his hair just the way he likes?

"Use your words" your voice sounded more sterned this time even though your thumb was gently caressing his defined cheek bones, paired with the hint of blush.

Gotta appreciate all of him, right?

"Y-yes" he spoke quietly, his deep voice seeming out of place in the position but you never mind it. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Bedroom" was the last thing you mouthed before your lips were attached to his, tongue forced onto his mouth. Taehyun got the hint, lifting you up quite easily like you were a piece of feather and took long strides towards the bedroom all while he maintained the kiss desperately, his hand kneading at your ass lightly.

You always loved that about him. That he was so much stronger, physically and yet he never used his strength to dominate you or make you feel small. It never ceased to turn you on, the action going straight to a specific place between your legs.

He gently laid you on the bed with him hovering above you, breaking the kiss to catch his breath. He looked so hot. His black hair disheveled and brown eyes staring down at you with so much love and desire you couldn't help but smile. He hovered above you, chest heaving yet not daring to make a move without your command.

You smirked, "Are you hard, baby?"

"Y - yes. So hard. Want you so bad.."

"But, I thought this was suppose to be about me, hm?" you teased, finding pleasure in the way he looked down, almost feeling guilty if he was not so horny. "Look at me, puppy"

He obeyed, making contact with your eyes. You smiled," But, since you've been such a good boy lately, I guess you deserve a reward, don't you?" He was shameless enough to nod his head, agreeing with you. You chuckled, " So, tell me, babyboy, what do you want to do?"

"Wanna -- wanna fuck you. Just wanna be inside you so bad. Please........" his hips not-so-subtly grind against you and you could feel his hard dick poking at your clit, pleasurable enough to make you let out a moan.

"Go ahead." That was all the approval he needed before his lips was all over you again, letting you taste his sweet lips that you could never get tired of. His hands glided up and down your side in a certain rhythm, making goosbumps rise up on your skin until it finally grabbed the hem of your shirt and tug on it. You raise your hands up, letting him draw the shirt out and discarding it somewhere in the room. He placed a last kiss on your nose, mumbling "I love you" before he started tracing kisses down your neck. Sucking on slight areas and licking like a you were made of the finest honey. Moaning like you were the sweetest thing he ever tasted.

Starting to get impatient with him, you tugged on his white tee. He wasted no time yanking it over his shoulder and you were present with the view of his muscular body which looked like like it was crafted by the greek gods himself. His toned chest, defined abs and the V - line that was cut short by the waistband of his sweats. It almost had you drooling.

And oh, does Taehyun loves it when you look at him like that. Like you see something in him worth more than just his enticing charm. Like he was worth more than his beauty. You always made him feel like that. Waking up something deep inside him that made him realise just how much he needed you. You made him feel so safe and special knowing you'll be there to love him on his worst days with nothing to give.

"I love you." He whispered with a peck on your nose. You smiled," I love you too."

With that he stripped you of your bra and panties, discarded it somewhere in the room along with his sweats and boxers. Your breath hitched as you bit your lips at the sight of Taehyun's raging boner.

He was big and red. Standing tall with beads of precum leaking through his flushed tip. The sight itself made you wet, if you weren't already. And Taehyun blushed at your gaze, lowering himself so his body was flushed against yours. You could feel his heart pounding inside his chest.

"Awee~~ are you nervous, baby?" You cooed, cupping his face. He shakes his head, denying but still leaning to your touch.

"You're beautiful." he said softly. You blushed, smiling lovingly at him and he returned your smile.

"Fuck me, baby. I know you want it. Wanna make me feel good, right?" He nodded ," that's my good boy. Now fuck me like you mean it. " He blindly obeys, his cock prodding at your entrance.

You quietly gasped when he slid himself in, eyes closing shut as he stretched you out so deliriously. He groaned at the feeling of your warm walls, welcoming him home once again. "Fuck..... So good. Feels s - so good. " He groaned, burying himself fully inside of you. You both moaned as he hit the very end of you. Your hands shooting up to grasp his soft locks.

His arms rest on either side of your head, positioning his hips to hit the right spot each time.

"You - you can move, baby. You're doing so well. " He grunted at the praise, lifting his hips before slamming back down, sending electrical shocks all around your body.

"Mmmhmm~~~ just like that. Good boy~~ go faster Taehyun - nie~~"

God, he loved your voice. Loved it when it was praising him. When it was calling him. When those heavenly moans escape your lips, he swears his brain malfunction for a second from the sounds he dragged out. He did that. He made you feel good.

His hips bucked deeper, faster and harder just as you command. The way he fucks you made you see stars, toes curling at the euphoria and pleasure you were feeling. You loved the way he easily glided in and out of you, exploring every inch. Whispered moans and grunts escapes his lips, only for you to hear.

Weren't you so lucky to have this beautiful human all to yourself? You smiled. He looked so pretty. His eyes rolled back at the feeling of your pussy, letting out sighs, lips slightly parted and trembling at the pleasure. "Awee~~ are you all pussydrunk, baby?" you cooed, cupping his face and forcing him to look at you. Taehyun blushed, subtly nodding at your question. He wasn't afraid to let his need for you show. If anything, he wanted you to know just how much he needed you. "Is this what you want, Taehyun - nie? to have your dick stuffed inside me? Wanted to fuck me all month, didn't you?" He nodded, biting his lower lip that made you squeeze him tighter, " y- y -ess~~ Ahh~~ so good~~ can't get enough~~ love you - love you so much---" he moaned senselessly, letting his hips do all the talking for him. His pretty cock hit your sweet spot each time, making you roll your eyes back in pleasure, your hands trailed up and down his perfect body, feeling those hard abs that he worked so hard on, " You're so hot, baby. Can't believe you're all mine. Am I right? All mine, right, Taehyun - nie?" Maybe it was the insecure side of you or maybe it could be the possessive side of wanting him all to yourself, but you loved making him say that he was yours. "Hmmm~ all yours-- only yours" Something about the fact that knowing he won't hesitate to say those claims for you made you clench and draws you closer to your release. "Am close, baby-- faster" you liked it rough. And no one knew that better than your boyfriend. Good for you your boyfriend was made just for moments like this. If the whole bed was not shaking as he slammed his hips into yours before, it definately was now. You could feel his balls hitting your clit each time he thrust in, quiet cries and whimpers dragging out of his lips. "Ohh~~ ahh~~ god~~ so pretty.... so good... love your pussy, baby-- makes me feel so good" that would be the first coherent sentence he managed to let out since he was inside of you. You loved to see the calm, collected, cool In front of the camera taehyun lose his fancy vocabulary. You grinned, "I know, baby. " your hand started to play with his pink, perky nipple while you trailed wet open mouthed kiss along his neck and collarbone. "Don't -- don't do that! or- or I'll cum!" he whimpered, but he was enjoying his, feeling him twitch inside of you. "But I want you to cum, baby. Fill me up with your seeds. you want that too, right? " and god, he couldn't resist. The idea was just too hot. To have his cum seeping out through your pretty pussy would be a dream come true. "Plus, wanna have you all marked up so everyone knows who you belong to" He throw his head back, giving you easier access to neck, " that's my good boy" With his low moans filling your ear and his perfect cock thrust so deep inside of you, you could already feel your orgasm building up so you pull him in for a sweet kiss, letting him know. Taehyun panted, interlocking your finger while purposefully grinding his balls against your clit each time and you were heaving, panting and screaming his name loud enough for the neighnours to hear. The sudden pull in his hair, your walls tightening around him and the way your lips moaned out his name, milk him right out of his own orgasm. You feel his cum filling you up, warm and full, mixed with your own arousal. And Taehyun can't help but lift himself up to stare at the scene, thrusting slowly to prolong both your high. "That was-- that was amazing!" he said, flopping beside you. You were panting, trying to catch your breath but you managed a smile. "You made it amazing. Did so good, puppy" you praised. Taehyun grinned shyly, pulling you closer and nuzzling his face on your neck. "Hmm... all sweaty, Tae" you protested, trying to shake him off but he didn't budge. Letting out a grunt of protest in return. "5 minutes then I'll help you clean up" he said. And you agreed.

[oblique-lane]

Oh why yes my good sirs. I've actually already made a post about him but I deleted it, so I'm bringing it back now. THE MOST PAINFUL ONE:

Inside of Medic

(Mostly headcanons/guesses)

I've been thinking about Medic's aspirations lately and I found that it's all a little trickier than might look at the first glance. What's the chance he likes medicine just for the sake of medicine? With the way he's obsessed with it, I doubt it's high. My man is a manic genius.

Yeah, how about we start the old story about The Doomed Since The Beginning? Medic is surely a very unusual individual, and while it's not a problem at the battlefield, it definitely must've caused him a lot of trouble as a kid.

I suppose it's started early. Imagine a child who dissects dolls/animals/other things(?) just to see what's inside. He's not afraid of blood, he's not afraid of what he sees. For him it's pure curiosity.

For others - a very disturbing sight.

"The child is a psychopath!" they rumor. They think he's going to grow up into a monster. "We should be wary of him!".

But the child doesn't understand their panic. It's not like he wants to kill people left and right? What's the problem? Well, the problem is that–

Other people are usually very empathetic to the point of actually feeling someone else's pain. Little Ludwig could never understand that.

Other people feel bad when they hurt others. Little Ludwig only felt bad for people treating him differently after he hurt them.

Other people mourn the lost of their loved ones. Little Ludwig never knew grief. He liked to have people around him, but once they're gone, he would simply move on because there's nothing else you can do.

He didn't know remorse, he didn't know the "inner morals" other people shared as if almost telepathically, he didn't know guilt.

That's when he learns that he's clearly not a normal person.

That sparked his curiosity even more: "What is it inside a person that makes him NORMAL and how does it get broken? Why is he like that? How to fix it? What does even make a person - person?"

So his obvious adapting solution was to become a biology enthusiast, and after that - a medic. That would justifiably allow him to experiment with the bodies and thus, feeding into his curiosity of what living things are. He masked a lot and his family made sure to pretend everything was fine and he's a nice boy to get him into a medical school.

"What is it that makes people abnormal?", he didn't seem to be interested in psychoanalysis, though. Maybe because Freud's ideas were too ridiculous and Jung's were too intangible for his liking. How come a human brain brain be so mysterious, it's just a piece of grey fat filled with electricity! Inject some chemicals inside it and it behaves 180° differently! Poke it, squish it, turn around - it's just another organ.

Conclusion: the brain is not the problem.

The problem must be the soul, then?..

(Assuming, Medic is a man of religion, knowing his relations to Satan).

But where is the Soul stored, exactly? He reminds me if the MC's girlfriend from the Matthew Stokoe's "Cows" (you don't need to search that, really) who was obsessively trying to enter her body in hopes of finding something that is "bad and rotten and makes our living so miserable". She believed it was something physical.

Well, in Medic's case, he was trying to find where the Soul in human body is. The Soul, responsible for God obedience and God repulsiveness; some pure, some stained.

And apparently, he found it.

He found it and immediately got rid of it in order to become "better than a human". To make others higher beings. Who knows, maybe the Soul was too ugly of a concept for him. Or maybe it was too small and laughable he couldn't stand it being taken so seriously.

He came to treat God as equal, since he's also now able to twist people's Souls like he owns them. He felt like he became more than he ever could be. He laughs at the greatness of his genius, feeling like he finally belongs; he finally is who he is, freely.

Maybe because he was never a person.

A Higher Man, a self proclaimed God. He's too blinded by his power to see what was inside his ever growing ego since the beginning.

If there is anything.

...

Tw N*zism

There should've been my headcanon about what Medic was doing before Mann Co. but I came to the conclusion that it's too inappropriate after all. No, Medic was not a n*zi ever but still this headcanon is based around the ww2 atrocities and I find it concerning to implement fiction over the real life tragedy. Or even if we consider tf2 univers alternative to the real life, I still think there's a lot of issues to it.

I've mentioned it in my other post but.

In short: Medic worked in the "prison" (the only place hired him, a dropout) as a scientist but instead of torturing the prisoners "for science" he modified their bodies to be strong as fuck, so they beat the shit out of guardians and escaped, and Medic flew to America where he was found by another science company.

I personally struggle with understanding of societal norms and morals so I actually can't say if what I wrote was really offensive or not. Even considering that my own nation was a victim of Holocaust. Just being cautious because don't want to be hurtful. If I was, I'll make a better headcanon and remove this, and if I'm good, let me know and I'll tell the details.

...

This was not an analysis, I've just thrown my visions at you shamelessly!!

Painful ending here!!!!!!! Please don't put a gun to my head, because *clank clank* I'm going it first!!!!

[howi99]

Forever fall accident

Nora: *looking at the sap from the tree slowly filling her jar* Soon, soon you will be mine~

Ren: *sigh* Nora, the sap is not for you. It's for the professors. Please don't drink another jar... Again.

Nora: *cheekily* I can't promise~

Pyrrha: *looking around* Did anyone see Jaune?

Nora: *looking up to Pyrrha* Maybe the call of nature got the best of him?

Ren: *sigh even louder* Nora, i don't think Jaune would just leave without saying a word just to go to the bathroom.

Pyrrha: He probably was lost in his own head. He does that a lot, we should try finding him.

______________

Jaune: *looking at team CRDL* Now that i helped you with getting more sap, do you need anything else?

Cardin: *smiling* Jauney boy, you've been such a good help today. So much so that me and my team decided to finally move on from you.

Jaune: ... What do you mean?

Cardin: *taking one of the jar* See, whatever we do to you, you seem to not mind. And frankly, it's booooriiiiing. So, instead of trying to get a reaction from you, we thought "what if we tried on someone else?"

Jaune: ...

Cardin: Now, we both know how much of a pushover you are, soooo *put the jar back in Jaune's hand* We want YOU to throw that bottle at Pyrrha.

Jaune: ... Excuse me?

Sky: *with a box in his hands* We got a rapier wasp nest, and they love sap!

Cardin: *spitting on the ground* She keeps beating us up because we are a bit rowdy with you. And we want to teach her a lesson. And you *poke Jaune chest* will help us.

Jaune: ... *Sigh* Cardin, i give you 10 seconds after I finish speaking to reconsider your actions.

Cardin: *laugh* You think you can threaten me? We all saw how bad you were during practice.

The jar breaks in Jaune's hand

Jaune: *coldly staring at cardin* The only reason i don't do well in class is because if i actually tried, i might kill people. Now, i will ask you again to rethink your decision, Cardin.

Cardin: *a bit less sure* You might be good at bluffing, but i still know that you wouldn't be able to fight the 4 of us by yourself! I- *get punch in the guts. Then, while trying to catch his breath, Jaune caught him by the throat* Ack!

Dove, Sky and Russel: *ready their weapons*

Jaune: 10 seconds. *Sigh* i let you walk all over me, pushed me and sent me into dangerous situations but i didn't care because you weren't trying to hurt anyone that was important, just me. *Bringing Cardin to eye level, not even flinching when Cardin desperately tried to punch him to get released* But you had to try going for the ones that matter. Now this is your last warning Cardin; Forget your plan, and i won't break your neck like a twig. *Jaune's grip tightens even more, breaking Cardin aura*

Sky: *screaming* URSA! WE GOT URSA!

Jaune: *finally look around him, seeing the Ursa's encircling the group* Hm... *Release Cardin* Get out. All of you.

Dove: H-how!? There's no exit!

Jaune: *smiling* You make yourself a path. *Goes in front of one of the Ursa* Like this! *Use his spear to behead the ursa in one swing*

Sky and Russel: *help Cardin getting back up*

Dove: *looking at Jaune smiling after killing the grimm* You freak...

Jaune: *turning to Dove* Yes, i am.

___________

Pyrrha: Jaune! Where are you!

Nora: Fearless leader, we got sap for your dessert! We know you love making them!

Ren: ... Nora, i highly doubt he will-

Jaune: *coming out from the trees* More sap? Nice, my jars are broken!

Pyrrha: Jaune! *Goes to him* Thanks the gods you are okay and- *look at the broken lance* What happened!?

Jaune: Oh, you know, a little grimm ambush. *Smile* Nothing to worry about.

Ren: We were supposed to tell Glynda for any sighting of grimm.

Jaune: Don't worry, their's none left. *Turning to Nora* And you won't need to break Cardin's legs, i don't think he will try anything else against us.

Nora: Ohoh!~ You kicked his ass?

Jaune: *scratching the back of his head* Not necessarily. But i don't think he will want to try anything else.

________

Team RWBY is walking back to the bullhead

Yang: ... He was laughing.

Blake: ... Yeah.

Weiss: he dismembered those grimm like if they were made out of paper.

Ruby: *sigh* and the way he talked to Cardin...

Blake: Can't say he hadn't it coming.

Yang: ...

Ruby: *looking at Yang* Hey, i know what it looks like, but i'm sure we can talk with him about it, right?

Yang: *sigh* Yeah... Probably.

[mysticheathenn]

Messages From The Past

Hi, Hexlings!

This pick-a-card reading is all about messages from the past. These could be messages from a situation with a past friend, or ex-partner, or just things you have went through in the past in general that you may not have healed from.

This is a general reading, remember to take what resonates and leave what does not. This reading does not supplement your need to seek professional help. Tarot should be used as entertainment and not a for sure answer to your problems but as a guide, a sense of hope, and amusement.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

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Pile l:

What are your messages from the past? Tarot: 5 of Wands, The Hermit, 5 of Swords, 9 of Swords (reversed), Death, King of Wands | Oracle Cards: It Is Safe For You To Love & Release Your Ex

You may have been seeing angel numbers 555, 55, 99, or 999 pile l. You don't have to but for a few of you, this may have been reoccurring in your life for a bit now. Either way, this change that I feel for some of you may have happened recently for others of you this has happened a year or so ago but for most of you this energy feels fresh where you had to release someone who wasn't good for you. This feels like an ex where they have caused you to look at love from a different perspective that dimmed your light because of how they treated you. They may have been emotionally, mentally, or physically abusive or they just weren't emotionally and maybe even mentally unavailable towards you in your previous relationship which caused you guys to have a lot of arguments and conflict because you felt as if they didn't care for you the way you cared for them. This energy feels very much of a healing energy as right now you are most likely in your hermit era where you just want to be by yourself. Some of you know what you want from this period of solitude and others of you aren't too sure what to do with yourselves to the point it's causing you anxiety and making you think that maybe breaking up with your ex was the wrong thing to do or possibly hitting up any and everyone you can think of because it's not often you are alone/single. This is your period of getting to know who you are pile l. Getting back to the self. Knowing and accepting things that align with the person you want to become. Being alone in your solitude so you can develop more of your self-worth so you aren't wasting time like you did with your previous relationship. For some of you, I am hearing you were with the person for up to 4 years maybe even on and off. Know that one bad apple shouldn't spoil the bunch for you when it comes to love. Love did nothing to you, the person who lacked love and passion for you did. There are people out there looking to give you the love you give but you need to have some discernment about whether someone in your life wants to be with you or just play in your face. When you develop discernment make sure you have the strength to pull the plug and not give the benefits of the doubt because of potential or maybe things will turn around.

Pile ll:

What are your messages from the past? Tarot: 2 of Cups, The Moon, The Devil (reversed), King of Swords, The Empress. | Oracle Deck: Passion, Give Your Relationship A Chance, Heart to Heart Conversations

"Should I stay? Should I go? I don't know Your hot boy style drives me wild But in the back of mind, I know Even though I wanna see How you put that thing on me I can't let you get the best of me" - Best of Me Part 2 by Mya

Similar to pile l but the energy feels a bit different. Instead of the energy feeling toxic, this feels more between a right person wrong time and I chose and love me more scenario. You may have been drawn to Pile l but again the energy feels different. It feels lighter and has more clarity because you know your worth pile ll. This person you wanted to possibly build a life with but there was something always in the back of your mind or just in general that felt off that you couldn't put your finger on it. Or you kept ignoring a problem because you wanted things to work out. Either way, something possibly came to light or you decided to listen to your feelings and put yourself first. This may have been a relationship where while you didn't fight often you felt as if you had to keep expressing how you felt about situations and you kept giving the relationship a chance but it kept going in circles where they would change for maybe a week or month and then go back to their old habits leaving you frustrated and feeling as if they don't care. Some of you know this person cares and has some feelings for you but you wished that things could have been different. This feels more like your previous partner had a lot of growing up to do. You were possibly dealing with a man-child for a few of you. The partner's energy reminds me of Nick Miller from New Girl (TV Show). Nick wasn't a bad person and he literally would have done anything for Jess but it literally had to take her nagging, begging, and sometimes even just giving up on the relationship or caring for him to get shit done. He hated seeing her upset but he also didn't want to feel as if she was pushing him to be someone else. This may have been the scenario for you as well pile ll and you both couldn't come to an agreeance. For some of you, this relationship could go another round and become something that leads to marriage but this person needs to show they have grown up and for others of you...it's best to keep moving forward.

Pile lll:

What are your messages from the past? Tarot: The Chariot, 10 of Wands, 9 of Cups Strength, The Tower, 5 of Swords. | Queen of Pentacles Energy

"What about us? What about everything we've been through? What about trust? You know I never wanted to hurt you And what about me? What am I supposed to do? I gotta leave but I'll miss you" - Gotta Go My Own Way, HSM2 Vanessa/Zac

This pile feels like a mix of romantic and this being about life in general. A lot of you have gone through a period of trials and tribulations and always feel like you are getting the short end of the stick. There was an event that forced you to really look at your life and really see the bigger picture along with some small details and forced you to make the change in your life for the better. You decided you wanted to be happy even if it cost you losing friends, family, or even a relationship. You felt that in your previous situation, there was no room or growth for you and it was eating you alive to the point you may have developed panic or anxiety attacks because you felt as if you were drowning in a sea of living a life that wasn't you anymore. Either way, you developed this strength to walk away from what was causing you a burden but it didn't come with some conflict from those that you have left behind. This could even be a job that always thought about you last even though the place would fall apart without you and I am hearing for some of you it did fall apart. This season you are in, you are choosing yourself more. You are loving yourself more. You are walking the path that was always meant for you but you couldn't see through the rose-colored glasses you had on. I just want to let you know that the tower moment is still lingering in your energetic field. I feel some of you have been feeling this for some time now that there is a change on the horizon and you are right. You are meant to come on top with the Queen of Pentacles energy. The Queen of Pentacles gives me the same energy as the Queen of Wands and the Empress. She is all about not just her coins but stability, how can she level up and be the best version of herself, she is all about creating and nurturing the ground they walk on so they can reap the benefits of what they have sowed. This is the energy you are walking into pile lll. I must say there is a small few of you who keep trying to look back on the past and reminiscing...please stop. There is nothing there for you anymore. While it's okay once in a while I feel some of you are starting to feel the wave of nostalgia too heavy to where you think about going back. Even though you know you shouldn't.

Pile lV:

What are your messages from the past? Tarot:

"It's all a-bout me You, know I'm a star 'Cause I work hard To get to this point in my life I'm going up, so don't hate Just congratulate The whole world revolves around me Pen-ney, I'm a princess, a diva, and it's all about me" - It's All About Me, The Proud Family (Early 2000's) (Link)

Pile lV you probably felt a little drawn to pile lll. This pile feels like the moment where you feel the energy shift between you and those you have sworn would be your ride or die and day ones. This is the moment where you realize that you can't take everyone where you are going and you are seeing that. This isn't a bad thing even though you probably had a hard time letting go because of so much history and the possibility of feeling guilty as these people probably did nothing to "deserve" you slowly drifting away or even flat-out ghosting them for some of you. But you knew that walking away needed to be done in order for you to have the life you deserve. The people who used to be around you I feel probably didn't have the same beliefs, their mindsets were limited, and they had nothing positive to say and always complained about life but never had any solutions to their problems. This pile feels as if you had a spiritual awakening and decided one day that it was time to go after the things you want and to align with people who want more for themselves or even align more with those who are more spiritually intuned, hold themselves accountable, etc instead of always wanting to play the victim or keep themselves in situations that they know isn't good for them but keep doing it. You may have been called selfish, cold-hearted, and a few other names when you let others know that you are no longer a) speaking to certain people or b) you want more for yourself and won't be entertaining anything less than the frequency that you are on. I heard you are looking for your soul tribe. It reminds me of the luxury pictures I see on Pinterest and even here where people are looking for their soul tribe that they can shop, travel, and do yoga/spa days with no problems. When I say no problems I mean the kind of friends that don't stay in the group chat wishing and talking about traveling together but actually doing those things because they have their priorities together and go after what they want. Some of you may even feel sad from time to time because you do feel somewhat guilty over how you may or may not have handled a situation. Just remember you don't owe anyone anything you are free to leave anything that no longer serves you at any time. Sometimes that involves ghosting especially if you know that person lacks emotional maturity and other times you can have a heart-to-heart convo. You did what you had to do for the growth of you.

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Stay safe and be blessed

[mildlyromanticperv]

What took you so long?

MReader x Eunha fluff. Friends to lovers.

-Hey, you. -You call out for your best friend Eunha after arranging going out to watch a movie.

-Hey! -Her unwavering excitement and cuteness fills your heart with joy, like every time she smiles.

-You ready? We need to go fast, the movie starts in 15...

-Yep! Actually, I called a cab, it should be here any second... -She looks around waiting to see that yellow car, not long after it appears around the corner.

Upon entering and providing the directions you remain silent looking outside the window, lost in thought as your imagination runs wild on how will your best friend react when you finally say it, when you finally confess.

-Hey, you're quieter than usual, is everything okay? -Her sweet voice brings you back to reality as she places a hand on your shoulder.

-Yeah, I'm fine, work is just too much sometimes and I didn't get enough sleep. -You chuckle slightly trying to brush off the anxiety that you're feeling, certainly there's no good time to speak of your feelings...

During the silent car ride, Eunha can't help but feel uncomfortable, she's used to your bickering and unending yapping of your work or love life, or precisely the lack of it, drowned in worries she gets closer and covers your hand with hers.

-Look, sweetie, you can trust me, whatever's going on you know you can talk to me, right?

If you would have to create a scale from 1 to 10 grading the levels of blushing, you'd certainly be at 11 at that very moment feeling her soft hand and tender caress, she clearly worries, she is clearly caring for you.

-I'm fine, Eunha, for real, it's so cute of you to worry about me but I promise, I'm fine. -The way she looks at you with so much worry just melts your heart, even when through your mind hundreds of thoughts of insecurity and doubt clouds your judgement... Despite the fake smile you put up she smiles back.

-Okay I'll take your word for it but you better be telling me the truth, mister. -She crosses her arms and pouts playfully.

Not really paying attention to what just happened you two arrive at the nearby mall ready to spend the next two hours sitting in awe to the last Avenger's move you two are completely fans of.

Despite what people usually say, spending this much time together with your crush is not that bad, even though in your heart you feel like there's no future... Are moments like these the ones that make it all worth it, or at least that's what you thought all this time, it's what you thought until she closed the gap between you two after coming out of the cinema.

-God! Why are all cinema rooms so freaking cold!

-It's your fault for coming in such a cute dress. -You laughed at her reaction clearly amused and enjoying her closeness, despite her annoyed pout she smacks your arm murmuring "idiot", but in a playful way.

-I'm glad you came with me, Eunha, I know your sisters probably didn't want you to come alone with me... -You chuckle nervously.

-Nah it's fine, they're like that but because they're sure you like me. -Eunha says this without thinking and without expecting that her words would make her blush so hard... Why is this happening? Does she really like her best friend? Should she take the next step?

Her silence worries your heart, it's unlike her to become quiet all of a sudden and it's rarer to see her blush at her sisters teasing... Could it be...?

-Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something, why don't we go get some coffee? -Your reassuring smile sends a warm wave through her body, returning the confidence and her smile.

-Sure, but you don't have to be so cryptic, idiot... -Her usual self comes back as she pokes your cheek protesting.

Some time later...

"This is it." You thought, the time has come finally, is it now or never...

"Either you speak up or you'll lose him forever." The thought crossed her mind when you two finally sat down at the coffee shop and the silence covers you both.

-Eunha... -You're the one to speak first, a billion ways to tell her your feelings cross your mind and none of them is the way you had it planned. -I like you. -Is the only thing you blurted out after feeling everything at once, after all this time...

-I like you too. -Her words come like a bucket of cold water, you open your eyes as much as you can and gasp in full on shock when you hear her words.

Silence falls between you two.

Ten, fifteen, thirty seconds fly by feeling like an eternity...

-You really mean it?

-Yes, Eunha, I really mean it... Since always, I haven't been able to think of anyone but you. -You finally get the courage to look at her in the eyes. -I really like you.

Your heart starts to swell and ache at the sight of her tears coming down, you never thought such simple words would hurt her that way...

-I'm glad. -She says between tears. -Because I didn't know how to tell you either, I was afraid that once I told you our friendship... Us... Would end.

Maybe it's the influence of all the romantic novels and shows you used to watch alone, maybe it's the hero complex you developed when you were a kid, but without giving it a second thought you decided to stand up and quickly rest one knee on the ground while cleaning her tears.

-There's no way in hell I'm going to let us end. Especially now that I know that you feel the same way for me as I feel for you. -The soothing feeling of your hand running through her cheek makes this moment a million times better for her, your eyes meet as the emotions flow out like a stream. Despite the lack of words you are encountering in a bubble, where only you two exist... Where nothing else matters.

Where you two can finally be together.

-What took you so long to tell me? -She asks, the sheer raw happiness pouring out of her every word pierces through your heart making it beat faster and faster, rendering you unable to answer for a couple of seconds.

-I don't know, I seriously don't know! But... -You take a deep breath to collect the last bit of courage you need to take the leap, the final stretch, to kiss her. -But I'm done holding back.

Right at that moment you cup both of her cheeks to hold her into place, you quickly lean forward meeting her lips for the first time and even though it's a rash decision, you make sure your every movement is accurate, precise, filled with emotions.

Her lips respond to your touch dancing freely and hungrily as she returns the kiss with equal passion, she closes her eyes to savour every single second of this intense exchange, remembering every fold, every corner, every inch of you...

The time has finally come.

You two are finally together.

There's no stopping now.

-I love you. -She says after finally being able to convince herself she could live a couple of seconds without your lips and your touch.

-I love you too, Eunha.

[whorerorwhores]

Revenge Party

MDNI

summary: what you thought was going to be a pity party, ended with you in the "Freak" Munson's arms

warnings: smut, 18+, revenge sex, fingering, aftercare, sloppy, fluff, cunnilingus, college au ! pillow princess for the night

"I don't want to see you cry over a guy like that."

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You're not the party type.

You let your boyfriend drag you everywhere, it usually felt as if you were there just so he could tell people that he has a label on you.

For so long, you have tried to convince yourself that David was the guy for you. But now that magic you felt when the guy you've had a crush on since the third grade had finally laid his eyes on you is gone. Each time you try to leave him, he'd love bomb you into staying, of course you fell for it each time. Now here you are, storming into his house after not being picked up for the damn party you didn't even want to come to..

That was so damn important, that he wanted you there...Only to find him locking lips with one of the band geeks from third period. "Are you fucking jokin'? I should have known, I should have fuckin' known.." You struggled to hold in the tears that threatened to stream down your face as David quickly pushed himself off the chick who just grinned up at you. Her bangles clanking about as she gives a small wave of her fingers in your direction. Those braces of hers nearly blinding you as he stood up to try and to hold your hands, failing miserably when you yanked them away. "Baby, hold on. Listen, I'm- I'm drunk and.. and.. didn't know she was kissing me until about...two seconds ago, yeah! It's not my fa-.."

He started to explain himself, stuttering over his slurred words but was quickly cut off by a shove that sent him stumbling back onto the couch.

"Forget it, we are over." You almost expected more of a reaction than him slowly returning his gaze to the girl beside him before giving a shrug, tugging the girl back into sloppy embrace.

It took everything in your power to just shut down right then and there, instead, you slowly dragged through the crowd of partygoers that had gathered around to watch the commotion. The lot of them whispering amongst each other as you passed them before you staggered up the stairs. The loud music blaring throughout the building masking your soft sobbing. To spare yourself of having to ask for your shit later, you're just gonna take it. It's little things like photos and a sweater you left last time you had visited, so not worth embarrassing yourself by crawling back later.

Once you reached the bedroom, your eyes were already puffy and cheeks stained with tears. It was the first time in months you'd had ever cried this bad..

Stepping into the bedroom, you hadn't even noticed the metalhead sitting on your ex's bed, polaroid of you and that jock in his head as he brought a can of beer to his lips. Head drooped as you reached up to run your fingers through your hair.

"Tough night, huh?" The sudden voice made you jump, cursing under your breath as frantic hands tried to hide evidence of you crying.

"Hey, hey. Calm down, no need to get all worked up-.." The voice was soothing and hushed compared to the shouting party people downstairs.

Once your eyes were cleared from the tears that blurred your vision, they fell onto the one known as Eddie Munson, or as people around the school know him as "The Freak".

"I'm sorry, didn't think anyone else would-... Be in here." Your eyes dropped down to the photo, one of the few things you had come to retrieve.

Deciding to not question why he was going through your ex's things, you brought your eyes back up to meet his. "What gave it away..?"

"Well, your cheeks are all red..., eyes puffy.. And you seem tense, I doubt you're a smoker... That and the yelling." He replied with a chuckle as he placed the photo face down on the bed beside himself. "You heard that-..?" "Who hasn't? I bet the neighbors three blocks down heard it." The goofy little grin he sported slowly dropped as he caught a glimpse of your embarrassed frown.

That comment earning a groan as you stumbled over to the bed, allowing yourself to fall over and faceplant into the very pillow that caused many sleepless nights when you stayed over.

"Hey-.. I was only jokin'-... Pfft.." He didn't want to admit it but behind the calm and collected facade, he was pissed. Pissed that you even chose to date that idiot in the first place, pissed that the dude got in your pants before him, pissed that were crying... But he didn't say another word. Just kept on smiling as he waited for you to calm down.

He'd had a crush on you for what seemed like forever, but never spoke up about it. Everyone knows him for his random outburst in the cafeteria or class, but the guy is actually really reserved when it comes to the people he finds himself into.

And here you are, crying right beside him.. You couldn't tell but his heart is running laps as his wide eyes fell on where you laid, eyes taking a moment to take in that colorful sequin party dress and old, worn-out coat that you clipped pins in to hide the holes caused by the idiot downstairs.

And those red gogo boots that pulled the whole fit together, he couldn't have been more in love... But he knew that he didn't have a chance with a chick like you... Especially after the previous lug-headed competition.

"Ahem-.." Clearing his throat he moved his hands behind himself to give himself leverage as he leaned back on them to be able to speak with you.

"If it makes you feel better-..I only came to this shit party for the booze, you drink?" The bed slightly creaked as you felt him reach over the side of the bed to pull up a twelve-... eight pack of beers he had scavenge from the kitchen earlier. Soon dangling a can above your head with a small shake to get your attention. "It's alright if you don'-.." His words were cut off by the sudden snatch as you sat up beside him, letting your feet dangle off the front of the bed. Once that can was popped open, you begun chugging the contents as if your already miserable life depended on it.

"..Don't drink..- Huh-.." Eddie watched on in admiration as that charming little grin of his became more genuine as he looked on. Tossing the can to join the others that cluttered on the ground, you dropped out a hand in his direction. "Beer me." "You got it, boss." With cold one slapped into your hand, you decided to sip this one, giggling lightly at the small nickname you'd earn. "Man, I am so in love with you right now..."

Suddenly, everything fell quiet. Your hand slightly gripping the beer can as you both stared at each other with wide eyes. "I-..I mean.. I really like- That song, that's.. playing downstairs..-!" He's actually kinda cute. "It's like.. uh.. That one song where they- Have that one instrument-..The.. the.. The cowbell! Yeah!" Very cute. In a dorky way. You hadn't noticed before, sure, you've gotten glimpses of him when trying to get your boyfriend and his band of knuckleheads to stop teasing him.. But this is the first time you're actually.. seeing him.

"Shit, man. Did I make it weird? Course I fuckin' did-.. I should have just went back to my va-.." "Eddie."

You knew his name. "You know my name?" Oh god, you knew his name. You have no idea what that had just done to him, but the quick rise and fall of his chest gave an obvious clue as he looked down at you.. Those sweet eyes of his still wide as his nerves went haywire. "I-..Yeah?" He managed to finally speak up.

"You love me?" The words almost had you choked up, your eyes returning his gaze as you slowly sat the beer down in your lap. Turning your body just enough to face him. No guy had ever said they'd love you, not even your ex. "Well.. Yeah-.. What's not to love? But-.. Like I said, didn't mean to make it we-"

A small grunt cut off his words as the both of your lips clashed together, the sudden kiss was awkward and sloppy at first, but once he got into the groove.. The beer in your can, become nothing more than memorabilia soaking into your ex's rug.

That sweet little Eddie he was before faded into only a thought as he shifted to straddle your lap, gently placing your head down on the pillow under you. Holding the kiss for a moment longer before trailing those ever so soft lips down into a trail from your jaw to your neck. Peppering it in little pecks and love bites as he huffed back his eager noises.

"You look so beautiful, tonight.. I hate that guy ruined your make-up before I could.." A hand trailed up to rub away the eyeliner staining your cheeks as he pulled up to stare down at you.

Oh, how you wanted him to put those lips back onto you.. You needed him... Fuck, just his gaze was enough to make the heat of the moment run down between your trembling legs.

"Do you know how hard it is to just.. hold back, to not.. pounce on you whenever I see you.. in those damn boots... and those skimpy little jeans..." His kisses trailing down the shiny fabric of your dress, over your chest, over your tummy and down just above your lap.. Hands trailing along your sides.

"Eddie, please.." You can't fight that eager whimper that slipped through your teeth, he only hushed you as he gently rocked that pretty little dress up and over your hips. The cold air biting at your exposed skin.

"I want you to feel exactly how real love feels.." Those words felt straight out of some fantasy you could only dream of, parting your lips to speak up.. The hands ghosting over your thighs made you quiet down..

Kneeling at the edge up the bed, his fingers looped onto the fabric that hugged your hips, dragging them down just slightly to place a kiss to the skin just below your waist as a hand moved to rest on your right thigh.. His thumb gliding gently over the wet mound protected only by the soaked fabric his other hand slowly worked down your thighs before the busy hand moved up to join it before tossing them down to the floor.

Your eyes never leaving his as you pulled your legs up with his guidance, his hands gently spreading your legs as he placed a few caring kisses to both your knees to calm you. "Calm down, darlin'.. I ain't gonna hurt you.. " His words cutting through the tension like smooth butter, but you couldn't help the pounding in your chest as he slowly dipped his head down between those trembling legs of yours.

He couldn't help but chuckle, the warmth his breath making you quiver, another whine of anticipation leaving you. Sweet music to Eddie's ears.

There's not many times a 'weirdo' like him ever got a chance like this.. No matter how upset it made you, he wanted to take his time. Savoring every piece of you he only fantasized of touching..

He wanted to destroy you the second he laid his eyes on what bloomed before him, what was dripping for him... what ached for him.. But he kept himself calm.

A thumb gently pressing to run between the outer flaps of your slick mound, dragging up to the bulb of which he flicked over with a light slip.

Just that earned another whimper, but that was not enough.. Clashing his lips against your aching mound, his warm tongue slid up the entrance of your pussy needily.

Flicking along and lapping at the juices that dripped down your thighs, his arms slowly snaking around to wrap around your legs as they nearly closed in on his head.

"Fuck, E-Eds.." Your sounds no longer shy and held back only fueled him as he practically devoured you, keeping your legs held in place.. He trailed his thumb back up to rub at your clit.. Not wanting to leave anything untouched..

God, you couldn't think.. Bringing an arm up to rest over your eyes, you threw your head back against the bed as your free hand found it's way tangling through Eddie's curls.

He dragged his mouth up from your entrance, sliding it up to replace his thumb as he rolled his tongue around the sensitive bulb. Taking it between his lips before giving it a gentle suck.. His lips slipping from your clit with a soft 'pop' as he hummed in satisfaction.

You whine, trying to push his head back down but he has other plans as he slowly moved backwards off the bed, once able to stand up.. His hands quickly worked on loosening that faux leather belt of his.. The buckle clacking against the metal that held up the bed. Before he quickly shimmed out of his jacket.. to tug off his shirt and toss them to the floor.

Chuckling lightly at how needy you looked for him, squirming and begging.. His hands grabbed hold of your ankles to pull down the bed towards him.

His pants were low enough for you to catch a glimpse of the size he was packing... He was massive and you haven't even seen him soft yet, you couldn't even imagine what it would look like at default..

Pressing himself against between your legs, the fabric between you two.. warm with the heat felt agonizing as he gently rocked up against you. "Do you feel what you've done to me.." His voice was weak as he held back his own whimper that rose in his throat, you opened your mouth to apologize but a rough grind made you seethe through your teeth. "Shh.. don't say anything, baby.. " Slowly, he leaned forward to place a kiss to your begging lips, the kiss was much calmer than the first as he hummed.. Your nerves finally relaxed as your eyes drifted shut.

One of his gloved hands trailed down to push the fabric down enough for his cock to flop free.. Wasting no time, he led the size to your entrance.. Slowly feeding you inch by inch, giving you everything you begged for..

Working himself in until his thighs were pressed flesh against yours, you slightly tightened around him before a whimpered moan pushed into the kiss. He held you there, narrowed eyes studying your face as he kissed you..

Even if this was the only time he could have you.. He didn't want to forget the look you made when he finally got to take you..

When he felt you slightly buck beneath him, he gently placed a hand to the back of your head to hold you close.. His other hand around your waist with the same intention as he dragged his hips back only to rock them back into you.

The sweet little sounds you made against his lips were muffled along with the music from the floor below, he wanted to hear everything he did to you.. Breaking the kiss but not pulling away, his pace quickening until he was practically slamming into you. Milking those sweet little whimpers out of you until they grew into pleased screams, the slamming at a slow pace as he panted against your lips. Holding back a whine with a growl.. With each slam, he'd pause for a short moment before picking it up again.

"Oh.. You." Slam. "Have." Slam. "No." Slam. "Idea." Slam... "How long I've waited for this moment, baby... "

The thrust were agonizing enough.. But knowing that he needed you only pushed you over the edge as you practically clung onto him.

"God, just.. Fuck-..!" "Just what baby.. What do you want me to do.. ?" Without another word, you pulled him into another heated kiss.. You have never wanted to kiss someone so much.. Fuck, what was happening to you? After a few more thrust, the rhythmic pace he had began to stagger as your legs wrapped loosely around his waist.. Slamming one last time.. He grinded himself up into you, finally letting his whimpered moan push out of him as you threw your head back against the pillow. Soon cumming deep inside of your needy, little hole. "H-Haah! Eddie!"

You didn't care who heard you, you just had the best night of your life.. And now the cause of it was pulling away from you, you mentally slap yourself... typical..

You throw yourself at a guy at your lowest and he-... he's not leaving? Instead, grabbing your polaroid camera...? "What.. are you doing?"

"Well, revenge doesn't mean anything if they don't know about it, right?" That frown that had grown on your face slowly turned into a relieved smile as he fell back onto the bed to lay beside you. Raising the camera up above the both of you, he snapped a pic.

Reaching up to grab it, you shook it a few times to help it develop as he hopped up in search of pen or marker, finally finding a red sharpie. He gently took the photo then wrote on the open area at the bottom of the pic.

Once he was done, he decorated it with little horns before helping you get cleaned with nearby towel and dressed, taking that old jacket off of you to replace it with his own. Once the two of you were decent, you left the party with that same half empty case of beers and arms linked with one another.

' Fuck you - The "Freak" '

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[jamsterrr]

heeseung & jake. blessed - yet - cursed. best friends. love triangle.

description; people say trios don’t work , until they see you , heeseung and jake. then all of those doubts and thoughts cross over their head. but what they don’t know is what goes on behind closed doors, and what you don't know is, they're sneakier than you ever could've imagined.

words : 4.6k

heesung x jake x female!reader

contains. ‼️ ; cursing , sexual scenes , 18+ content , oral sex , vaginal sex , plot twist , may contain typos , unprotected sex , mentions of cheating , both jake and heeseung have a dirty mouth , dirty talk , face fucking , slapping , both or them are a little crazy as well , maybe something a little unsettling. ( let me know if i miss anything ! )

link to my masterlist . . . !

———— .. ᯓᡣ𐭩 ( start ... ) ᡣ𐭩ᯓ .. ————

you hurried to class, a big smile on your face as you sat down next to sunghoon, placing your head on his shoulder as you looked up at him. "sorry i'm late" you smiled and sighed, the male leaning down and placing a soft yet sweet kiss to your lips.

your body melted before you pulled away and looked around the class. it was still fairly empty. you did get there a bit earlier than you normally did. "sorry, heeseung and jake wanted to walk with me here, but i told them no. that's what took me a bit longer" you explained, and he gently took your hand, smiling and placing his soft lips against the knuckles of your hand. "it's fine baby, i'm just glad you are here."

sunghoon wasn't too bothered with heeseung or jake. in the couple months of your relationship, he got to know them. he seen them as your older brothers, how they cared for you and treated you like their baby sister. so, he wasn't threatened at the fact that they would be around you every 24/7. he was just thankful when needed, the time alone with you, he could have.

you smiled and looked at him. "have i ever told you how amazing you were?" you spoke and he shook his head. "if i am, then it's only for you." you laughed at his corny response and continued to hold his hand until the professor walked in.

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you held onto the males arm as the two of you walked out of class, sunghoon holding your hand, placing sporadic kisses on you knuckles. "so i was thinking, date tomorrow night?" he asked as you smiled and nodded your head. "it feels like it has been forever hoonie" you pouted playfully, your chin resting on his arm as you looked up at him. "sounds perfect baby" he spoke, your hands taking his into your hold before you spotted heeseung and jake walking towards the two of you. sunghoon smiled and bowed to them as he gently handed you your bag and cupped your cheeks, kissing you sweetly as you smiled in his hold. 'okay, okay bye bye" you smiled and placed a soft kiss on his lips once again before he walked away.

your eyes lingered on the male's body before turning towards jake and heeseung's who had a playfully disgusted look on their face. "oh shut up, like i haven't seen the two of you suck lips off of some poor girls face" you rolled your eyes, straightening the bag on your shoulder as you walked towards them.

"hey i didn't say anything" jake declared, laughing and shaking his head before walking. the three of you made your way down the side walk and to heeseung's car. "okay, what's the plan?" you ask curiously, your hand holding tightly onto your bookbag's strap. "food, obviously y/n" heeseung laughed as you hit his shoulder. "you're buying then" you smile. the three of you make your way to the school's cafeteria. stacking up on food. hell you paid to be here, to learn why not each as much as you can since there isn't a limit currently, and it was getting late. truthfully who was going to stop you.

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"should i wear this?" you asked, bringing out a red sparkle dress, showing it to heeseung and jake, the both of them sitting upright on your bed. you were preparing for your date with sunghoon, having an hour before the promised time that he was going to be here. trying to get your best friends to help you who seemed to be more interested in their phones than to help you pick out an outfit.

"i don't even know why the two of you bothered to even come if you were just going to sit there...bums" you mumbled under your breath. "heard you, and y/n stop stressing, you look good in everything you put on okay?" jake reassured, heeseung sitting up and placing his phone beside him.

"try it on, some out and show up hm?" he suggested and you nodded, going into your connected bathroom, shutting the door. you took off the white shorts and t-shirt off, slipping the dress over your body. you took a moment to look in the mirror as you looked at yourself. finding all the ways the dress hugged your body perfectly.

stepping out of the bathroom, jake and heeseung's eyes shot up to you, staring a little too hard for comfort before you rubbed your arm. "something wrong?" you asked, clearing your throat to snap the two out. "you look awesome y/n, he's going to love it" jake spoke, standing up to look at you a but more. "going to wear it just like that?" he asked, clearing his throat a little. "no!" you exclaimed, grabbing the leather jacket that was spread across your vanity that was cluttered with makeup and things you used for your hair.

you slipped the jacket, going to your full body mirror, and checking out yourself. "damn, egotistical are we?" heeseung laughed, coming over to you and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. "you look great, now stop worrying" you smiled to yourself and then looked at heeseung in the mirror. "okay..." you took a deep breath, being a little nervous since its been a couple of weeks since you and sunghoon have actually been on a date due to how busy the both of you have been with studying and meeting project deadlines. you barely had the time to grocery shop.

hearing a knock on your door, you smiled as you look back and the two. "okay, help yourself to anything you want, and don't wait up too late!" you shouted, grabbing your purse and smiling before you headed to the door, hearing the words of jake.

"don't do anything i wouldn't do!"

"there's nothing you wouldn't do" you shouted before opening the door and excitedly wrapping your arms around sunghoon's neck as his hands immediately found your waist. "ready to go?" he asked, his smiling bringing a smile to your lips as you nodded. "always."

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the date went amazing. the two of you ate delicious food, cracked jokes, laughed tons. you enjoyed being out with sunghoon. for once in your life, one of the guys you dated actually made you feel amazing without having to give them sex for you to feel wanted.

the way he held you on days you were sad. the way he smiled when he saw you made you feel like you were the princess in a movie that finally got the prince after all your hard work and heart breaks. he was even gentleman enough to open the door for you once you both made it back to the car, doing a small jog to the driver side and you were both off.

"there's something i want to get for you before i drop you off baby" sunghoon spoke, one hand on your thigh and the other on the steering wheel. "oh yeah~?" you questioned. "and what's that?".

"you'll see." is all you got in response, his teeth showing and the fangs you adore so much peek through. after a few minutes of driving through the downtown traffic the male stops in front of a small flower shop as your heart thumps out of your chest almost. "oh my god-" you speak. sunghoon just smiles and gently reaches over, pressing a soft kiss on your lips before rubbing your cheek with his hand. "i'll be right back yeah?" you nodded and blushed. your heart feeling as if it was going to beat out of your chest.

you watched sunghoon walk into the shop, then come out with a big bouquet of your favorite flowers: lilies.

the male got into the car and handed you the bouquet of flowers, the smile never leaving your lips. "thank you so much hoonie..." you said, feeling as if your life just got a little more complete, feeling the love from sunghoon as he smiled at you. the rest of the car ride was filled with comfortable silence as you held the flowers with one hand and held sunghoon's in the other.

you finally reached your door as you sighed, not wanting the night to end. you gently got out the car as sunghoon approached your side. you smiled and turned to him, his hands bringing you in by your waist as he kissed you deeply, his lips matching perfectly with yours as he gently rubbed the small of your back.

you both pulled away when it was time or you to catch both of your breath. you turned and grabbing your purse, spotting a silk material underneath the seat of the male's car, gently pulling them out, revealing them to be panties. silk ones. ones you didn't wear. in an instant your night was shattered, your heart feeling like it got struck with a knife in the most sensitive part.

you turn around with tears building in your eyes. "baby? what's wrong?" he asked, seeing the material in his hand as you stare at him blankly, the bouquet dropping out of your hands. "baby, those aren't mine. i don't know how they got there" he proclaimed, gently placing his hand on your arm. you looked at him as tears started to pour from your eyes. "sunghoon..." you mutter, balling them in your fist and throwing them at him, stepping on the flowers that you received.

"i cant believe you would cheat on me!" you shouted, choking on sobs as you spoke. "how could you!"

"i'm not cheating on you..!" he proclaimed loudly. "i would never!"

"the proof is right there, because they sure as hell aren't mine!" you shouted, pushing past him. "baby, please, you have to believe me" he said, turning to where you were, grabbing your hand, practically pleading with you.

"leave me alone sunghoon!" you shouted, snatching your hand away, rubbing the tears that fell down your face. "fuck you!".

"baby please~!" is all you could hear behind you, following words of. "i don't know why those were even in there!" "please baby, hear me out!" but you just couldn't listen right now. your head and heart hurt too bad. you couldn't see him right now. you couldn't even enter the key to your apartment correctly. though once you got in, your sobs got louder, kicking your shoes next to the door as you fell to your knees. too heartbroken to walk before you heard your bedroom door open and heard the patter of two feet, following up with "y/n?! what happened??". your voice blocking out the question as you sobbed, gently beating on your chest, hoping the pain from your heart would subside.

heeseung gently wrapped his arms around your waist, picking you up as he carried you to the room, jake picking up your shoes and bag bringing it to the room with him.

heeseung sat you gently on the bed. "here, im not going to ask what happened, I'll wait until you're ready to tell us princess" heeseung spoke as you continued to cry, your body relaxing against the male. jake took a place on the bed and gently rubbed your back. "fuck what sunghoon did, you didn't need him anyway "jake spoke, you looking at him with sad eyes. hearing the male's name this soon made your heart hurt even worse as you shook your head and rested it on heeseung's chest, soaking up his t-shirt, though he didn't seem to mind as he held you. jake gently massaging your back, getting off of the bed and grabbing the clothes you disposed of earlier.

"here, lets get you in something a little more comfortable"

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you didn't even care at the males taking the dress off, sliding back on the white shorts and crop top from earlier. heeseung continued to console you as jake gently wiped off the makeup from your face, carefully gliding the soft wipe across your tear-stained face. your sobs dying down as you watched them both, thanking god for bringing heeseung and jake into your life. you weren't even sure what you'd do if you didn't have them. heeseung ran his hands through your hair and gently on your cheek. "don't worry baby, you font need him when you have me and jake. we will take care of you" heeseung whispered into your ear. his voice soft as you shuddered slightly.

"heeseung what are you talking about?" you mumble as you lift up, sniffling and rubbing your eyes once jake was done getting majority of the makeup off your face. he didn't say much, but the look her gave jake was enough for the two to silently agree on something.

you sit up. "i need to uh.. use the restroom" you spoke but heeseung gripped your waist, pulling you close to his chest as jake hovered over you. "let us get your mind off of sunghoon.. baby" the male mumbled as he smashed his lips against yours, kissing you deeply.

you widened your eyes as you looked at him. "kiss him back princess" heeseung spoke to you calmly. you were confused, but your lips slowly started to kiss the male back. you didn't understand why you were giving in. maybe it was the thought of how both heeseung and jake made you feel comfortable. how the both of them were always there for you regardless of the problem.

your arms wrapped loosely around the male as he gently pulled the shorts he just placed on your body off, leaving you in your panties. his hand traveling down to your waist, gently tugging at the fabric as he depended the kiss, slipping his tongue in your mouth as your tongue played with his. pulling away, jake smiled as a trail of spit followed, licking his lips to get rid of it.

heeseung's hands played with your shirt. whenever jake was done he took that chance to get rid of the cropped shirt, leaving your top half exposed, unclipping your bra in one swift motion.

"wow y/n, your body is more perfect then i could've ever imagined" jake swooned, pulling off his shirt as heeseung pushed you up off of him gently, taking off his shirt. standing before you at the food of the bed as you looked at them, covering your breast. you didn't doubt the attractiveness of your friends. i mean. you weren't blind, though you never really allowed yourself to seem them in that type of light. "w-we shouldn't do this.. i just broke up with sunghoon.." you spoke.

"god. shut the fuck up with his name already. sunghoon this. sunghoon that. fuck sunghoon." heeseung spoke, leaning into you, pressing a soft kiss to your head and leaning against your ear. "the only names i should be hearing come out of this pretty little mouth of yours is heeseung, or jake. understand me?" the male spoke. jake gripped your jaw as you switched to look between the two.

"y-yes.." you whimpered at the right hold of your jaw.

"yes what?" heeseung hummed.

"yes heeseung" you whimpered out more. jake letting go of your jaw as you closed your mouth. you couldn't deny the arousal that was pooling in your underwear, closing your legs tightly as it started to irritate you, wanting the underwear off you as soon as possible. jake noticed before he forcefully spread your legs open, smirking at the wet stain inbetween your panties. "oh shit seung, i think she likes the talk" he smirked, placing a smack against your clit as you jerked a bit under jake's touch, him smirking a bit.

"you like it baby?" heeseung asked, his hand coming to your breast, taking one of your breast into his hand, gently squeezing the plush. you nod. "ah, i don't understand movements. let me hear your pretty little words." the male spoke sternly.

you didn't know what the matter was with you. how you could just give in to the two of your friends that quickly. "y/n!" you heard, a soft smack being delivered to your breast and cunt at the same time. "yes!" you cried out, shuddering a bit.

"good girl" heeseung spoke, looking back at jake, giving him a silent nod before jake removed your panties, revealing your cunt. all glistening and pretty just for them to use and abuse. the male got down on his knees, gently pulling your legs to his face to where he was met with your cunt. you could feel the male breathing against it, your legs wanting to close but jake forces them open once again. delivering a smack to them. "do that again and see what happens" he growled and you nodded.

you felt the air get warmer as jake licked a stripe from your hole to your clit, flicking his tongue against your clit. "oh fuck heeseung, she's so sweet" he moaned practically against your clit. you whined, arching your back at the feeling, your hand gripping onto heeseung's side as he watched you with a smirk.

jake eats you out, holding your body close, his actions are the same, but the groans you hear coming from the male's lips cause more arousal to come from your cunt. heeseung watches as his cock hardens, gently massaging your shoulders. "fuck, you sound so pretty darling, can i hear you gag?" the male asked, though it was a question that needed to be answered. you lift up your head as you moan and whine from the pleasure that's being delivered to you by jake's tongue you don't even notice heeseung's length pressed against your cheek as you widen your eyes. he was big and thick, there was no way it was fitting, and if it did it was going to hurt like a bitch.

"i want you to make me feel as good as jake is making you feel, can you do that for me pretty girl?" the male asked, gently rubbing your cheek. you clench around nothing as you slightly nod, lying to heeseung and lying to yourself. you were going to die, but he didn't seem to care. heeseung tossed his leg over you as the sight of jake was now gone and it was only you, face to face with heeseung's length.

"open wide sweetheart" he spoke as you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue, moaning and shutting your eyes from the long stripes jake was licking against your core, the knot in your stomach forming. before you were prepared, heeseung placed his mushroom tip on your tongue and slid his length into your mouth, pushing it all the way down your throat as he let out a heavenly moan. his bottom lip being tucked in between his teeth as his hips moved at a pace, fast enough to give him pleasure, but barely fast enough for you to keep up.

jake licked your arousal, sliding his tongue into your hole as he could feel the velvet of your walls pulsing. the sounds of your gagging and whimpering only fueling his hardened length in his pants. the moaning from heeseung's lips causing you to cum on the males tongue. gagging and squeezing on heeseung's thighs so you could breathe as he pulled out, his hardened length hovering over your face. "came already baby?" jake spoke, licking your cunt one more time before he pulled up and watched as heeseung crawled off of you. "you've got to taste her, she's better than we ever imagined" the spoke to each other.

by this time jake had already taken his pants off, his length just as big and as thick as heeseung's causing you to audibly gulp as you tried to catch your breath. the two switching positions, jake now sitting by your head as he leaned you up so you could watch heeseung.

"damn, i cant wait" he spoke, wrapping his arms around your legs keeping them open, before attaching his lips to your sensitive cunt. you arched your back and shut your eyes tight, jake smirking as he looked down at you. "watch heeseung baby, it's a few you wouldn't want to miss". you slowly opened your eyes as you looked down at heeseung, his tongue exploring each part of your cunt. from the walls, to your clit, to your hole that was clenching around nothing, desperate to only make you cum with his tongue. your body shuddered at the feeling or heeseung's tongue, swirling over the sore muscle. your back arched as you moaned more, attempting to keep the eye contact with him, but it didn't work. the knot in your stomach snapped again and that was it, you were cumming for the second time in less than 10 minutes.

you jolted as you felt a smack against your thigh. heeseung coming up as you watch the bottom half of his face glisten with your arousal as jake pressed kisses along your jaw, kissing the soft spot on your neck. heeseung used this opportunity to press his red, leaky mushroom tip to the entrance of your cunt. you widened your eyes and squirmed. "no--no heeseung" you mumbled as jake kissed you, sucking up the words as heeseung smiled. "i'll make sure to take it nice and easy pretty girl" he spoke.

you felt the males tip stretch you open, gripping and digging your nails into jakes aides, heeseung forced his whole cock to fit deeply inside of you moaning at the feeling of the tightness around him. "fuck, did sunghoon not stretch you out at all?" heeseung asked, grabbing your legs and held them up against his chest, wrapping his arms around them, delivering deep strokes into you. you moaned and cried out, grabbing a tighter hold onto jake's side. "hm?" he asked, delivering a deep hard thrust into you as you shook your head. "words baby, give me your words," the male declared, giving another as his tip rubbed against your cervix.

"n-no!" you cried out, grabbing onto jake's arm as his hands played with your nipples, squeezing on the plush and sucking on the nipple. "good girl, i want to hear your pretty voice" he soke as he stopped and you gasped. "kee-keep going seungie..!" you shouted out as he started out once again. the room filled with both you and heeseung's moans, his hand travelling down to your clit, taking jakes hand and making him rub it. "you're so fucking tight baby" he moaned, the sound of skin slapping feeling the room.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as the room turned cloudy. your body reacting heavenly to the feeling of jake and heeseung pleasuring your body in different ways before you felt the knot in your stomach snap once again. heeseung's hands gripped your thighs as he pounded deeper into you. "fuck y/n, im going to cum' he spoke. another groan escaped his lips as the male came into you. his long dirty blonde hair sticking to his forehead as he looked at you, your body shaking. jake popped his head up from your nipple and exchanged a look with heeseung before the two switched spots yet once again. only this time was your ass up in the air, and heeseung laid out in front of you as you were once again face to face with his semi hard cock.

jake smirked as he watched both heeseung and your cum leak from your cunt. "going to be a great little cum dumpster for the both of us aren't you baby?" the male spoke, placing a smack to your ass as you whined. heeseung sat up and grabbed your face. "what?" he asked, raising his eyebrow. "ye-yes jake" you mumbled out, looking at heeseung with pleading eyes. heeseung looked at jake and then you, gently letting your chin go and patting your face. "good girl." he spoke.

he exchanged another glance with jake as heeseung scootched to the headboard so his back could lean against it, causing your body to shift as jake lifted you up, placing a pillow under your abdomen and hovered over you, giving you no time to settle as he entered into you and your eyes widened. a slight squeak escaping your lips as you hid your face in heeseung's thighs, grabbing onto the sheets as you moaned, the male pushing his cock deep into you, feeling the pressure against your velvet walls as he started to thrust into you.

heeseung watched as he listened to both you and jakes moans, sounding like music to his ears. you moaned into the blankets, your body jerking with each thrust jake delivered. "fu-fuck!" you cried out. heeseung lifted your head and looked at you, assuming what he wanted, you stuck out your tongue, gripping the sheets as you belted out moans.

jake was hitting your cervix hard, his rough yet soft hands delivering hard smacks to your ass, sure to leave handprints. heeseung pressed his length to the tip of your tongue and pushed it down your throat. making a makeshift ponytail out of your hair, he bobbed your head down faster onto his cock as you moaned around it. unable to comprehend it all, tears started to escape from your eyes once more. the overstimulation plus the pleasure mixed in was all too good. you wanted to come, no you needed to come, but for some reason you weren't there yet. you clenched around jake's cock, bobbing your head and gagging around heeseung's. small sniffles were escaping along with moans and cries as your vision started to become blurry once again.

the saliva build up spilling from out of your mouth onto heeseung's cock as he came in your mouth. "swallow it" he said, you moaned and slowly moved your ass back against jake's thrust as you swallowed heeseung's cum, only for your makeshift ponytail to be taken over by jake's as he pressed your back against his chest. "open your mouth and let me see" heeseung said, attempting to catch his breath as well, coming closer to you and jake as you opened your mouth, letting your tongue hang out.

your hips and body stuttered as jake came inside you, you cumming with him as you fell against heeseung, shaking as jake pulled out and both of their cum leaked from your cunt.

"you did so good princess" heeseung spoke as he pressed a soft kiss in your hair. jake smiled and pressed a kiss on your shoulder blades. "who needs sunghoon when we got you baby." jake spoke, gently rubbing your ass before delivering one more smack to it as you looked back and glared at him. a small smile on your face.

"go and run y/n a bath" heeseung said looking at jake as he ran his hands through his hair, walking to the connected bathroom.

jake ran the bath water, putting it at a nice warm temperature with some bubbles to help you relax. heeseung gently lifted up your body as he took you to the bathroom. the male lowered you in the tub as you sighed when you hit the water, letting your body relax. "thank you" you spoke as heeseung smiled and shook his head, "no need to thank me pretty girl. just doing my job" he spoke. heeseung left you alone in the bathroom, quietly.

you closed your eyes, enjoying the moment you got to just relax before what you heard made your eyes widen, your bones chilling in a hot tub.

"i told you it was a good idea to plant those panties in his car." "told you she doesn't wear silk, dickhead."

was all you could hear through the walls, your mind going blank.

poor sunghoon.

[fatuismooches]

This is just for the sake of fluff, honestly. What if Reader were the one to go to Sumeru with Boattore instead of Omega. Then the segments wouldn't have been erased. Since Nahida can't do anything against Reader, and they don't have the ability to erase the segments, they just end up negotiating about... whatever. Then the happy ending comes, the segments don't get erased.

CANON BTW!!! You reassure him that such manpower wasn't needed, after all, who did he think was his right hand for all those centuries? Did he doubt you? Quite hurtful, you tease him.

Reader and Nahida "negotiating" would be interesting, because the way they and Dottore think are quite different, even though they're both scholars. Dottore's purely logical, he considers and accepts all possibilities, he'll make a decision based on these factors. You aren't so... methodical with it - you can read other's emotions, their feelings, see how these things affect them, not always using facts. Therefore, they wouldn't care about Nahida's bluffing - they wouldn't consider it a possibility because they can see through her little ruse. If she wants to gamble, then they too will gamble - what would she do if the awakened Heavenly Principles happened to hurt her beloved citizens? Her city? There's no telling what the principles would do after sleeping for so long. Does she want to gamble this possibility with you?

"Wait," the young God called for you once more after you had finished imparting certain knowledge to her. You looked back at her expressionlessly, your usual smile gone from having to be around her.

"Yes? I thought we had finished our business here."

"Why... why do you stay with the Outcast? I can see it... you are not quite like him." You sighed a bit at the nickname but ignored it for the sake of time.

"I've had a number of people ask me this question, and I give them the same answer, and yet they are never satisfied. But I shall give it to you anyway. I love Dottore so very much. But you probably can't understand that anyway, can you, oh God of Wisdom?" The expression on her face told you the answer to that already.

"Well, you can have fun pondering that, just like all the others. Next time we meet, you can tell me your findings." As you walked away, the God could hear you mumbling about buying some sweets for Dottore before you left, but trying to restrain yourself and the other segments from eating it on the way there. The deity can only wonder what the nature of this relationship is like.

Regardless, the most important part: Reader coming home to all the segments to give them kisses after the very successful mission. They can't help bragging a bit to Dottore about snagging both Gnoses with minimum losses and demand a lot of affection (and vacation time with him) afterward. (Little did you know the CRISIS you adverted.)

[markrosewater]

Hey mark, long time reader, also long time asker.

I like a challenge when deckbuilding. When I first found out about your psychographics, I thought “woah! it even have the same name as me!” (John). Commander helps tickle that itch for me, because I can start off with a dumb premise and try to make that concept as best I can, and since it’s not a competitive format, I know that there will always be SOMEONE with a deck on a similar power level, however bad that terrible deck idea ends up being.

This brings me to a qualm that I personally have, and have seen purely anecdotal evidence that other people have too.

It feels kinda lame when you guys make a commander that’s just “this is the best commander for X”. More and more we’re getting legends where they’re just the *correct* choice. If I want to build a sultai graveyard deck, Muldrotha is the answer. Nothing tops it, and I doubt anything every will top it. And that’s just one archetype. 5 color sagas? Bombadil. Snow? Jorn and Isu. Flash tribal? Nymris. Sure there are other cards that can be the commander, but you can say that about anything. Sure, I COULD make a Rakdos exile deck with Pavel Maliki in the command zone, but that’s just objectively wrong. The commander is always gonna be prosper. My point is that it’s getting harder and harder to say “how do I make this work” when you’re just handing us the blueprints and all the parts with a step by step instruction booklet on what to do.

To be fair, many archetypes have so much innate complexity to them and have reached a critical mass of options where it’s impossible to tell what the “best” option is, as there are so many different facets and roads to go down. Orzhov aristocrats and mono-green stompy are easy examples.

But the fact that it isn’t always the case doesn’t change the fact that happens a lot. I’m sure I’m not the only one that feels this way, but I’m also sure that if it was a majority opinion in the community y’all wouldn’t be doing it this much.

I just want to know if you have anything to say about this perception that I and many others hold. Thank you for all you do in magic, I hope you respond.

One of the most common requests I get here on the blog is "make this color combination Commander for this particular theme". Eventually, for some of them, we find an opportunity to make it. We don't know when that opportunity will arise again. We shouldn't try to make the best Commander we can for that slot? If it's too weak, players will just complain and ask we make another one.

The reality is a lot of players want prescriptive answers, and there's no way to make them for the players that want them and not for the players that don't. The idea is that players who want to do something different have access to the history of Magic to find less obvious answers.

[wenellyb]

How I feel about Buddie...

You guys have been warned, this is a long post.

I've always liked 911 and was a casual viewer but never got involved in the fandom or anything. Of course I knew about Buddie, but I personally never saw it. Buck and Eddie have always acted like best friends and do stuff best friends do. I have never seen any scene that could be interpreted as romantic, except maybe for the "you want to go for the title" scene. But to me it wasn't enough to ship them, especially since it was the only scenes in their hundreds of scenes together that could be seen as romantic.

That being said, I've always thought the ship was cute, and I understand it because who doesn't like a good friends to lovers storyline?

I just never got involved in the fandom because their behavior reminded me of the Stucky and Destiel fandom, which were chaotic experiences for me. Some people just don't know how to handle non canon ships and act entitled, complain to the showrunners and harrass the cast. I've always tried to avoid fandoms like that, but wasn't against the idea of Buddie as a ship.

The 911 Lone Star crossover episode for me was the confirmation that Buck was into men. To me, it was obvious they confirmed he was into men but hadn't set up a storyline yet. So naturally I thought... if they set up a storyline it will be with Eddie. There was no doubt it my mind.

So fast forward, a few years, I wasn't really watching season 7 and then I see all the fuss from Buddie shippers I follow, and it makes me watch the sneak peek video from 7x04 and I'm like....For sure Buck is being jealous right? (it was the scene where Eddie interrupted Tommy giving Buck a tour)

So I decided to watch the episode convinced this was going to be the episode where they confirmed Buddie, but I was also very cautious because Buddie shippers had cried wolf too many times before.

So I was careful, but I was also convinced that this was it: "Buck was going to get jealous of Eddie hanging out with Tommy and then confess his feelings or the other way around".

And that's actually what was happening until the end of the episode, we saw Buck get jealous, and most of us assumed he was being jealous about Eddie.

We didn't figure out until the end of the episode that it was all about Tommy.

And that's the beauty of that episode because you think you're watching something when in fact you're watching something else and when you rewatch some scenes you understand it, and that plot twist was written so beautifully.

So we have Buck and Tommy have a heart to heart in Buck's kitchen and they kiss. And what a kiss... the kiss itself was Nice but the look Buck gave Tommy after the kiss was breathtaking.

From that moment on, I was rooting for them.

But I still had Buddie at the back of my mind because I was thinking, what if this is all temporary and they're planning to break them up to set up a buddie storyline? So I shipped it but didn't want to get my hopes up.

This feeling got bigger when I started watching 7x05 and I saw the way their first date ended. I thought... this is it, we might not see Tommy again, what a shame. But then Buck talked to Maddie about his date and confessed it was with Tommy. And Maddie asked: "so tell me about the hot pilot", and I thought this isn't how they'd talk about a character we never see again. But I didn't know for sure.

Maybe they were setting up a Buck x Eddie storyline....

I changed my mind when I saw Buck's coming out scene to Eddie, the scene was beautiful and at that point I still was thinking Buddie was a possibility. But one line made me think that Buddie wasn't happening: "I can't stop thinking about him".

No writer would put a line like that and have Oliver say it like that with that look, if they were thinking Buck and Eddie would have a romantic scene in the future. And if you do write that, you would get a jealous reaction from the other character, not a "You should call Tommy".

And then I was conforted in my feelings when the writers doubled down and had Buck invite Tommy to Maddie's wedding. Buck could have just apologized and asked Tommy on antoher date, but no, he invited him to his sister's wedding.

There has been absolutely no hint of a romantic relationship between Buck and Eddie throughout the season. There has never been a sign of jealousy from Buck or Eddie's side when they were dating Tommy, Marisol. If they had been setting up that storyline, the writers would put some hints here and there. Instead, they shared meaningful scenes like best friends do.

I never had anything againdt Buddie as a ship, I was even open to it, but all the times I thought Buddie was going to happen, it was because of the fandom, not because of something I saw in the saw...To me Buddie is and will stay a fanon ship.

TL:DR: I don't hate the ship, I find it cute but the behavior of some shippers has made me want to stay away from the fandom. And when I thought Buddie might be happening, the writers showed us they had long term plans for Bucktommy.

[barleyo]

Prom Queen. (Re-upload)

Real Dad! Leon Kennedy X F! Reader (smut)

A/N: tumblr took this down. I'm re-uploading it because idgaf. No tags because I'm lazy, read at your own risk. Obviously reader is of age, and obviously, if you DON'T LIKE what I write, DON'T READ what I write, thanks :3

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT AHEAD

You had always dreamed about your senior prom. Even as a young girl, you thought exhaustively about how the night would go. You would wear a gorgeous gown, drink spiked punch, dance and laugh with friends, and most importantly, you would go with a cute boy.

Those dreams fell flat when your strict father outlawed prom for you. He said that prom was just an opportunity for hyped up, hormonal teens to gyrate on each other on school property. Prom was a night where girls opened their legs for their subpar dates who barely made the effort to scrounge up a corsage for them. Prom was the chance for unwanted, "happy accident" babies to be made by teenaged fuck-ups.

In short, prom was for whores. Leon would be damned if he would have a nasty whore of a daughter. It made him sick to even think of you wasting your sweet, nearly virginal body on a shit-for-brains boy whose only sexual experience no doubt came from his own right hand.

So, yeah. Prom was a nonstarter.

Of course, this angered you to no end. You could be heard sobbing each night after Leon's declaration of war on you having any fun was drawn up, but a small part of you thought it was the best.

You knew that prom wasn't like how it was shown in the movies. You wouldn't get an invitation from the hottest boy in school, you wouldn't get there in a decked out limo, and the punch would be lukewarm and watered down at best.

You wouldn't dance: you would have no one to dance with. You would sit alone at one of the tables eating fun sized candy bars aimlessly scattered on the repurposed lunch room tables in your school's gymnasium, while a horde of your peers would dance nasty on each other, being free and young.

The whole time, nobody would look at you, aside from the sly glance paired with a snicker shared between two gossiping teens, indulging in the rumors that floated around about you.

Nobody would want to dance with the girl who had an overprotective daddy that fucked her. Especially when that girl liked it.

The more you thought about it, the more you came to peace with the idea of staying in with Leon. Technically, being demanded to stay at home with him meant that you were sort of, kind of asked on a "date" with a hot guy, even if you shared DNA with said hot guy.

On the day of the dance, Leon had the decency to let you skip school. You sulked in bed the entire day, thinking about what could have been, rather than what was. He did not bother you, having enough sense to let a sleeping dog lay, but at exactly 10:00 PM , you felt your phone ding under your pillow.

'Come downstairs. Wear a dress. Not one of your church ones.'

His texts were always sharp and to the point, just like he was. Commanding. Strict.

You, as always, obliged. You put on one of his favorites, the one that always left his eyes lingering on your body a little too long. As you made your way down the stairs, you heard the faint sound of romantic music playing in the living room, which you naturally followed like a trail of breadcrumbs.

"Dad, what's all this?"

Your living room looked like a scene stripped from a cheesy romance movie. Rose petals scattered on the floor, lights dimmed low, and a tall, hot stud in the midst of it all. Your father's face was stern, but past that you could see the inkling of excitement in him.

"Your prom. I know it meant a lot to you," he said gruffly, adjusting the collar of the nice shirt he wore, "so I did what I could. Hope this'll make you forgive me."

Your feet pattered softly against the cool flooring, bringing your body along with them. You took a final look around the room and let your eyes lock onto your dad.

"I do. S'okay, I'm not mad at you, daddy."

How could you ever be mad at him? Your perfectly stubborn, grouchy, yet sexy father? Your father who—

"You know I just want the best for you, right peach?" Leon grasped you in his arms, snaking both arms around your lower waist while he rested his chin on your head. "Just wanna keep you safe."

"I know."

You both stood like that for a moment, neither speaking. The soft sound of the music slowly playing in the background was the only noise filling your sense. Well, that and the husky sound of your father's breathing. And his manly, leathery scent. His strong hands placed on your body, too.

You heard him clear his throat briefly and snapped to give him your attention, something you found yourself doing often. He liked when you listened to him quickly, made him feel respected.

"May I have this dance?" Leon asked, giving you a rare smirk when you nodded.

One of his hands stayed on your waist, while the other took your hand gently and clasped it in the air, leading you into a sweet waltz. With each step, he guided you with rigid, calculated movements. His movements were neat, as if he had been planning every moment of your shared dance.

The longer you danced with him, the closer your bodies pressed together, creating a faint friction between the two of you. In that moment, any negative emotion you had felt before faded away, leaving only the image of him in your mind.

Leon knew your signs. He'd spent a long time decoding them, and the look on your face was one he read easily. With a tilt of his head, he leaned in, a soft chuckle escaping his lips when he felt your increased heartbeat against his chest.

You made the first real move, pushing your tongue deeper into his mouth. Kisses were the only time he let you take on a dominant role. He thought it was cute, feeling your smaller tongue fuck into his mouth like you were in charge. Not wanting to spoil your fun, he softly guided you backwards to the wall, giving him a surface to work with.

"You're a bold one, I'll give you that," he said, breaking the kiss. "Can't ever actually ask for what you want, but you go wild once you get it, don't you?"

You hummed, letting him pull you up and wrap your legs around his waist. His hand slid under your dress and pushed it up, giving him a view of your panties.

"God, you're soaked. So wet f'me." Leon stuck his fingers in his mouth, slurping on them and covering them with spit before he forced them past the band of your underwear. Tight, quick circles were made around your clit, denying you of any time to think. "Nobody else can play with this, you hear me? This is all mine, you don' let anybody else have you," his voice was a warm whisper that fanned across your ear.

"I promise, 'm all yours. Don't want anyone else, only you, daddy," you swore desperately, meaning every word even if it sounded like you were just babbling on.

"Fuckin' slut." He spit a fat glob onto his fingers and spread it around your cunt, lubing you up. "Thought I raised a sweet girl. Bet you act like this for the boys at school too, huh?" Your panties were slid to the side.

His teeth clenched together jaggedly as he prodded the tip of his cock at you entrance, drawing in a deep breath when he pushed it fully in.

"No, never! I don't want any of them, just want you. They aren't good enough."

"Yeah? Greedy little cunt only wants her daddy, is that right?" The ego boost he was getting from this ran through him immediately. He wound your clit up with his thumb, quickly zigzagging on the little bud to match his thrusts. "Good. They don't deserve to feel you—"

You cunt fluttered around his length at his words, leaving him biting down on his lip.

"Just like that. Gonna make me cum if you keep that up, baby."

Your mouth hung open, pathetic mewls leaking from it. Each sound he drew out of you was nearly pornographic. He bullied your guts and hit deep, far deeper than your fingers ever could, and left you far more needy than your digits did.

"Inside this time?" You had wanted it so bad for the longest time, and instead he would pull out of you and coat your soft tummy or the fat of your ass with his ropes. "I need to feel it, please. I don't wanna be empty again, jus' fill me up," you slurred, drool spilling from the corner of your plush mouth.

"Yeah," he huffed, nodding along with you words, ready to finally jump at the opportunity, "yeah, inside. I need it too, baby, you have no idea. Daddy wants to spoil you real bad, he wants to give you all the babies you want."

Your lower body tensed, squeezing him tightly as the familiar rhythmic pattern of your orgasm set in. It felt so right in that moment, like your body was made for this exact purpose: being a warm hole for your dad to fill with his hot cum.

"Ready?" He said it more like a demand than a question, and within seconds he was creaming into you, still pounding your cunt like he hated you. "Take it, don't spill."

He kept his dick sheathed away inside of you, hoping that if he kept most of his cum in you, it would take. His brow was slick with sweat and his face was flushed. He had never looked so attractive before.

You ran your hand through his hair to get his attention. When he darted his eyes up to you, you mumbled something about wanting to go again.

"Anything for you baby. Night's still young, isn't it? We got time."

[vegaseatsass]

My Stand-In Episode 9

I have like 10min to ejaculate some emotions before I have to run again so lmfao /types hard and fast I adore that after twisted coercive action after twisted coercive action, Ming almost almost almost had his Kinn moment where he lets Joe go. He came SO close. But he couldn't stick the landing. He's going twisted coercion to the VERY END, BABY!!! And I do think in many ways that's a clue about whether he would have been able to let Joe go when he asked in the first life, before the baseball bat, if Joe hadn't gotten the call from Sol and given Ming a justification for spiralling into delululand. I really do think he was close to hearing Joe then too, and honoring his desperate requests to let go. But "close" means letting him walk across the street and then chasing him, not actually releasing his grip. Ming will always be so very Ming <3

Wut pissed me off throughout this ENTIRE episode but I am trying not to relapse to "the NARRATIVE doesn't UNDERSTAND what it's DOING" reactions to characters with his framing and actually just take what's on the screen in good faith. And what's on the screen is a man who never truly acknowledged his own role in getting Joe killed, doomed to make all the same choices and mistakes all over again. While carrying himself with so much unearned self-righteousness and avuncular "wisdom", augh I hate him but yeah. He thinks what he did wrong in Joe's first life is like not yell at him hard enough to keep him from driving off a cliff. Not push an abused, financially desperate man into further isolation with nary a moment of considering trying to support him or even just giving him companionship for the night while he recovered from being fuckin kidnapped. So yeah, it's not surprising he's consistently making the easy choices, the "it's not REALLY my problem" choices, that put Joe back in Ming's grasp again and again. Like okay thank you as a plot device Wut (yes I am a sick and twisted hypocrite lmao), but fuck you fuck you fuck you as a human being.

However! SOL THIS EPISODE! Oh my god this is why I needed to quickly post! The duality of this character! I made FUN of Ming for thinking that Soljoe as a branded pair was any kind of threat, but episode 9 Sol was like "no actually. Audience shipping is reality if we try hard enough to make it be so." The way the lines are so blurred for him between just desperately desperately wanting to be there for Joe and desperately desperately wanting Joe to see that Ming is the wrong choice and Sol is the right choice, and I have strong doubts about how fully conscious the latter is - he knows he still wants Joe, sure, but I think he sees his (nonexistent, sorry baby) romantic eligibility as an opportunity to get Joe away from Ming. If Joe had a partner who wasn't violent and dangerous, I truly believe Sol would back off while harboring his feelings more quietly. But if Joe is single or with Ming? Sol has to try with everything he's got and cannot see the ways that that compromises his support for Joe.

And yet! EVERY time he called out Wut for facilitating Mingjoe (SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK WUT) I was cheering for him. Helping Joe with (Joe-on-Joe) crimes??? Being his lookout??? The crowd ROARED! And there's something to be said for Joe in the middle of the grieving process for his body and life, and Sol being the one who comes by to accompany him the next morning. Again, it's that duality: he is coming because they have a music video to promote, he is coming because he's giddy about selling them as a branded pair and maybe making Joe see him as a romantic option. But being very frank, I think it matters that Joe had someone who knew what happened and knew he was in the middle of grieving be there at his side that morning. I don't think he struggled to wake up when Ing shook him because he was sleepy. I think he was carrying something a lot heavier than that, and you need community to help you carry that burden. And there's nobody trying to or thinking of offering that for Joe except Sol. For partly selfish reasons, again, that's the juice of the character, that that duality is always present for him, but for ME it still matters as a kind of material support.

Lastly, the little glimpse of Yim being bitter and fucked up about Joe's death, and how that went over Joe's head, because he doesn't expect his CHILDHOOD FRIEND to remember him and grieve him. Delicious little detail.