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kate and murphy are the literal definition of slowburn like DAMN 3028299 GAMES AND THEY ARE STILL NOT TOGETHER???????????????? haiku games lock ur doors…

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I did -not- feed the cats early, but still, because I was up 3 hours early they are convinced they are going to die if they are not fed early(this is feeding #2 they want early btw).

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Hey Fed,

So what exactly is Shade to you, are they some kind of bodyguard? Or is there just no relation between you two?

"Shade is..a sibling."

"Same with Jammer and Nightshade."

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fixing some tags.

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2008/06/18

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This probably isn't what anon expected but I don't know any other way to explain what mods I have and why.

Foreword

This post will be a comprehensive overview of the mods that I use for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim (AE) and why I choose these mods specifically.

When I play Skyrim, I'm looking for survival-gameplay and a level of realism that can't be found in the base game. I dislike the idea that my character can defeat Alduin, Miraak and Harkon, as well as all manner of other enemies from both vanilla questlines and modded, in the span of a few months or years. As such, my aim is to make Skyrim a dangerous land that takes years to fully explore where my character will struggle to survive before they can thrive.

With the mods below, you'll find that you fall into a nice gameplay loop of exploring dangerous dungeons and completing quests while camping, returning to safety to rest and deal with non-fighting related business, and finally planning your journey for the next quest.

This post is split into the following sections:

Character creation

Survival

Non-combat mods

Travel

Combat

Weather

Miscellaneous

This post doesn't include:

Tutorials for installing any of the mods mentioned

Mentions of per-requisite files, compatibility patches or bug-fixes

Aesthetic/visual mods (such as retextures, city overhauls, new armour/clothing or animation replacers)

Companion mods, story/quest mods or expansions

Character creation

I'll quickly mention the race overhaul that I use - Aetherius. I like that each race is instead given a passive ability rather than the powers in vanilla Skyrim.

First, there's the Alternate Start mod. I like this as it not only allows me to skip the opening cutscene which I've seen far too many times, but also lets me start to think about what my character was doing before the start of the game. Starting with a faction or property in any of the holds allows for an easier start but typically I'll go for something that drops me right into the thick of it.

Immediately upon spawning in the world, I activate Dealing With Backstories to further flesh out my character's history. You'll start with detailing your character's childhood, from their parent's station in life to the chores and hobbies they had at a young age. You can start immediately with the "Coming of Age" stage or further flesh out more of their life. Something I love about DwB is that you can reactivate the mod to simulate time passing - which I love doing after completing a few major questlines.

Next, I make a point to travel to Riverwood - not just to start off the MSQ but also to choose my starting Patron God in Blackfall Temple. Rather than having to curry favour with the gods, this simply has you select your patron god (which can be changed at any time). It's simple and non-intrusive - something that's nice compared to the many other mods I have!

Survival

The absolute core of this comes down to three mods: Frostfall, Last Seed and Wounds.

Frostfall is pretty simple in that it's the mod that makes your character feel cold. You'll need to prepare for journeys to the colder parts of the province with warm clothing and plans for setting up camp once you can't tolerate the cold anymore.

Last Seed handles your main needs - Hunger, Thirst and Fatigue (with each being linked to health, stamina and magicka respectively). It also has other features, such as diseases which grow in severity the longer you go without rest or vitality which serves as an overview of your character's overall wellness - with support for Frostfall and multiple other mods that will be mentioned in this section, allowing them also to contribute to your wellbeing!

In order to keep your character fed, I recommend using Simple Hunting Overhaul which allows you to hunt animals for meat, as well as sell their carcasses for money. Combined with Skills of the Wild, you'll find your character improving as a hunter, allowing them to skin/butcher animals with more efficiency (and saving daylight in the process). I will warn that this does remove the compass and HUD - meaning you'll have to rely on the map and landmarks to navigate! I used to hate this but now I love getting lost.

The last of our core survival trio is Wounds which makes it so you can be injured in a variety of ways from bruises to concussions to broken bones. Similarly to the diseases, these can get worse if left untreated and will often leave you weakened from pain (or even unable to hold weapons, in the case of broken and unsplinted arms).

A final addition to round it out is Stress and Fear (and Stressful Darkness) which means that your character will become more and more stressed the longer they are in dangerous situations, such as combat or dungeons. You'll find your character isn't able to keep going without breaks, whether that's from disease, injury or stress. Eventually, they'll need to take a break!

Since my ideal living situation for my character is them being unable to afford a house of their own (helped along with Evolving Economy), you'll be spending a lot of time in the inns of Skyrim - which are a fair bit more pricey thanks to Coherent Inn Prices. A useful mod to go along with all of this is Extended Stay - although you'll need to adjust the prices in the console to match CIP - which lets you rent a room for three days, a week or even a month and gives you a safe chest for storage.

Once in the inn, you'll be able to wash off the dirt and blood from your recent travels with Keep It Clean. Not only will you be viewed more favourably when clean (through a speechcraft boost), but it keeps you healthier too since your disease resistance is lowered when you're filthy.

Finally, when it's time to sleep, make sure you have Idrinth's Dream Framework so that you have the chance to have a dream or a nightmare while you snooze. Make sure to add the various dream mods (all of which can be found in the "Mods requiring this file" section).

Non-combat mods

It's all well and good saying it's time to let your character rest but you'll still want things to do during that time. As such, here are a handful of mods for that exact purpose! First, overhauls of existing mechanics.

Complete Alchemy and Cooking Overhaul does exactly what the title says - overhauls cooking and alchemy! I love making my character learn how to cook and improve over time and it links nicely to Last Seed, in that it gives you so many more foods to eat. The new alchemy additions of grenades and weapon coatings also give you more options during a fight!

Immersive Jewelry gives... so many new types of jewellery for your character to wear. I think that accessories can really tell a lot about your character and the many new styles will help you find something that fits your character more than the limited rings, amulets and circlets in vanilla. And even if you don't want to wear them yourself, you'll be able to sell them for plenty of money!

Thaumaturgy is my enchanting overhaul of choice, it isn't overcomplicated and just rebalances the vanilla enchants and adds some fun new ones.

Personally, I love playing scholarly characters which makes Immersive Spell Learning my favourite of the mod category I like to call "mages should be nerds". Learning spells will take time, particularly if they're of a higher level of understanding than you've currently achieved in that school of magic. It's also compatible with like... every mod that adds new spells. My personal favourite is Apocalypse.

Another mod in my academic-skyrim repertoire is Train and Study. With this, you can use skill books or training dummies to improve your skills. If you use this in tandem with Bibliophile's Arcanaeum, you'll be able to borrow skill books from the College of Winterhold. Great for waiting out the many, many blizzards in the north!

If you're more musically inclined, Skyrim's Got Talent lets you play a bard. Just be prepared to suck at first. Once your character gets past the beginning stages, it's nice to be able to whip out an instrument and sit back and listen to them play a song. In the same way as CACO, you'll find that this is something that your character will improve upon gradually.

Of course, I'm always looking for more mods to give me things to do during my character's downtime. I've recently been looking at Tavern Games, but if anyone has any suggestions then please send them to me.

Once the resting is done, it's back on the road! I like how I have to plan out my journey ahead of time - which quests do I want to complete now and which can I save until later? What quests and dungeons can be found along the way? If I get sick or injured, are there any nearby towns or villages for me to rest before I head to a city? Can I survive the cold at this time of year? Many things to consider!

Travel

Starting off with Journeyman, this mod overhauls fast travel. Rather than restricting fast travel entirely, this mod requires you to have a travel pack in order to do so. You can either craft or buy them but they do weigh quite a bit. I like this as sometimes, I don't want to have to walk up the seven thousand steps every time I need to chat to the Greybeards or Partysnacks. It means I will typically be on foot for most journeys but have the option to skip tedious journeys if I want to.

Some more mods to skip the on-foot tedium are Carriage and Ferry Travel Overhaul and Sforzinda's Destinations. These allow a number of ways to shorten the amount of walking you need to do.

However, exploring the world on foot is very beneficial with the Experience mod. This overhauls how the player earns experience, with it being gained through completing quests, clearing dungeons and even just discovering new locations. Something else to find on foot are Skyshards - collecting three of them gives you an additional perk point which I love a lot! I'm indecisive so I like having extra points to throw into skill trees without worrying whether I'll end up swapping playstyles later on.

Finally, I love the convenience of Convenient Bridges. I wish I was joking about this but there have been many times where I've looked at a river and thought, "wow, I wish there was a bridge so I could cross this" and then I look slightly to the side and there's a bridge there thanks to this mod. Considering that going in the water can risk hypothermia with Frostfall, this mod will really help in avoiding freezing to death.

Combat

Of course, where there's travel, there's danger. To start with, we have Arena which overhauls encounter zones. To put it in simple terms, certain enemy types are best left for certain level ranges and enemies will be harder overall... I think? I still don't fully understand but I do know that I frequently get my ass beat with this mod. Which I love.

Next is Manbeast which overhauls werewolves. My favourite part of this mod is the forced transformations - once, I had a character with several broken bones and a concussion. Though he was trying to recover in the Bee and Barb, the beast within threatened to break free and he had to go running across Riften before he transformed in front of everyone. It's counterpart for vampires is Scion, which is also in my load!

Can you tell I like the simonrim mods? Because here's another one - Stormcrown! Along with overhauling the shouts, you can meditate on them with Paarthurnax in order to permanently buff them (for the low, low cost of one dragon soul!).

As for dragons, I use Simply Stronger Dragons to make our scaly friends more of a threat and Dragons Awaken to add named dragons at dragon mounds (yay! more opportunities for death!). Finally, I add in Cult of the World Eater to encourage me to hunt down the dragon priests, lest Alduin be unkillable once I reach him in Sovngarde.

Weather

I don't have a neat transition to this category. Weather! Yippee!

First off is Frostfall Seasons. This makes it colder during winter and warmer during winter. Self explanatory. Then, it's Wander which adds some new types of weather but I primarily use for the darker nights. Next, I add True Storms which makes storms in Skyrim a thing a beauty. I love storms and this mod makes them incredibly intense.

Wonders of Weather adds rain splashes, shooting stars and rainbows, while Wet and Cold adds some visual effects to your character and NPCs based on the current weather.

Miscellaneous

Finally, we have the mods which I couldn't fit into the other categories.

Skald's Mail adds a mailbox for you to receive all of your letters in, rather than a courier running up to you every time. You can also send packages between mailboxes and order stuff from shops, if you have their catalogue. I love this mod so much. I want a mod that adds spam mail. I want mods that give me more mail. Please. Please.

Immersive Citizens overhauls the AI of friendly NPCs to make them more... immersive. Yeah. And Realistic Dark Brotherhood Kidnapping makes your kidnapping more realistic too! Also, I know I said I wouldn't include any quest expansions but I will sneak in Destroy the Dark Brotherhood. I always found it unrealistic that you just get to wipe out their sanctuary in one go and I personally enjoy hunting people down.

At this point, I've been making this for four hours on about as much sleep. I am COMMITTED to the grindset. jk i'm going to bed after this.

There's a lot of mods that I didn't include since they are down to personal preference. After all, not everyone is going to want crows flying overhead or is excited by the prospect of a completionist museum. As such, here's some special mentions of mods that I enjoy but are (ultimately) down to personal preference.

Fashions of the Fourth Era

Replace Nirnroot Sound with Windchimes

Spaghetti's Overhauls

Keeping Warm - Scarves and Mufflers

Improved Alternate Conversation Camera

Obscure's College of Winterhold

Ordinator

Genuinely Intelligent Soul Trap

JaySerpa's dialogue and quest expansions

Mephala's Curse

Dark Forests of Skyrim

[love--and--venom]

I Make You (You Make Me): Chapter Seven

Summary: You get lectured by your soulmates, but quickly realize why they're so angry in the first place. After talking it out, everyone seems to forgive you. But later that night, you have to face Heeseung's wrath. Sunghoon, Jay, and Jake are in for a surprise when they wake up the next morning

Warnings: it's emotional at the beginning, smut in the middle, and some comedy at the end. edging (f receiving), mean heeseung, dom!heeseung, safeword mentioned but not used, unprotected sex, not-so-subtle praise kink, creampie. this chapter is also 13 pages. my average is usually 6-8 so y'all are getting FED tonight

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After your livestream was interrupted, you, Eun-Ae, and Liam had to sit in the practice room while the three idol groups finished their rehearsal. They hardly spoke to the three of you and you sent a silent ‘good luck’ to each other before you split up. The short car ride back to the dorms was incredibly tense. Daehyun had messaged the group chat a few minutes before you got back, and your key-smash was due to Heeseung snatching your phone as you stepped out of the car. 

Once inside, you sat on the edge of the couch cushion and braced yourself for a lengthy lecture. To your surprise, Sunoo was the first to rip into you. 

“Are you insane?!” The blonde exclaimed, standing in front of you with his hands on his hips. “What could’ve possibly convinced you that confronting Engene was a smart idea?”

“It wasn’t a confrontation!” You argued. “Look, Daehyun said–”

“I don’t care what Daehyun said, that was reckless and stupid,” Jay cut you off with Sunghoon nodding rapidly to his left. 

“You should’ve waited to say anything,” Jake chimed in, sounding more concerned than angry. “It would’ve been better to take some time to let everything calm down a bit.”

“Why though? I think we did the right thing by clearing the air,” you crossed your arms and slumped into the couch. “I mean, all we really did was properly introduce ourselves.”

“No, you didn’t,” Jungwon scolded, with you pouting in retaliation. “Don’t even try it, you can’t cute your way out of this.”

“What you said wasn’t the issue. It was how you said it,” Sunghoon picked up where Jungwon left off. “Your tone was harsh. Fans could’ve seen it as an accusation.”

“What? How?” 

“You started by saying ‘I did not trick Enhypen’,” Jay explained. “Then when comments were asking about the physical connection, you immediately assumed they were being weird about it.”

“It seemed like you were lumping all of Engene in with the girls that attacked you,” Sunoo further elaborated.

“I… I didn’t think about it like that,” you mumbled, letting your hands fall to your lap.

“I can’t really speak for everyone,” Riki finally spoke up. He and Heeseung had been silent since you got back to the dorms. Even now, the group’s eldest didn’t speak a word. You couldn’t read his expression, but you knew he had to be angry. 

“But I’m not exactly mad at you,” the youngest continued. “I’m just upset that you felt like you had to hide this from us. We could’ve helped.”

“No, you bring up a good point,” Jungwon agreed. His eyebrows furrowed, looking almost betrayed. “Did you not trust us to help?” 

“No!” You bolted upright, digging your nails into your knees. “No, of course I trust you.”

“So why didn’t you tell us?” Jake asked.

“Because, well…” you trailed off, now noticing the mix of sadness and anxiety hidden just below the anger. “I don’t know. I guess I thought I could fix it myself.”

“There’s nothing to fix,” Sunoo huffed, sitting next to you to rest a hand on your knee. “We just need to adjust to being public so soon.”

“And those girls need to face their consequences,” Jake added on as he took the spot on your other side. “But you don’t have to do any of it by yourself.” 

“I’m sorry I didn’t let you guys know what was going on, but I’m not sorry for doing the livestream,” you admitted, quietly but confidently. 

“God, you’re stubborn,” Jay sighed and dropped to an open spot on the couch. You shrugged as the other boys voiced their agreement. One by one, they settled around the living room, turning on the TV but not really paying attention as they caught up on notifications. Heeseung stole Sunoo’s spot the moment he stood to get a drink, making the younger boy roll his eyes. 

It wasn’t until later that night that Heeseung said anything. While the others dispersed to get ready for bed, Heeseung sat next to you, completely stone-faced. You tried to get up a few minutes ago, but were stopped by his hand squeezing your thigh. You stared at him, expecting a reason for him to want to stay in the living room, only to be met with silence. Once it was just the two of you, Heeseung turned to you with a look in his eye that had your spine straightening on instinct.

“Go to my room,” he ordered after releasing your thigh. That was one of the perks of being the eldest in an odd-numbered group. He got first dibs on a room. He got the only single-bed room in the dorms. It was smaller than the others, but it was private. You stood nervously in the middle of the room until he walked in, shutting and locking the door behind him. He slowly approached you, and with every step forward you took a step back. Then your back hit the wall and there was nowhere else to run.

“Everyone else has moved on,” Heeseung glowered as he caged you in with his arms. “I haven’t.”

“Heeseung–”

“No, I need you to listen to me.” Your jaw snapped shut and you fidgeted with your bracelets under the intensity in his eyes. “You can’t just do things like that. I don’t think you realize just how dangerous it is. 

I understand that Daehyun and P1Harmony have created an amazing relationship with P1ece, but that was on their terms. You said it yourself, we were forced to go public. I know you think the livestream would help calm things down, but it might’ve done the opposite.” Heeseung paused to gently cup your face in his hands.

“I didn’t argue with Minjun because I agreed with Jungwon. I just didn’t want to leave you home alone again. Not after finding you hurt in a goddamn alley, not after you were assaulted based on a rumor,” he cut his rant short with a harsh sigh. He closed his eyes, resting his forehead against yours.

“I can’t see you like that again,” he whispered shakily. 

“I- I don’t know what to say,” you replied just as quietly. He opened his eyes, leaning back slightly while sliding one of his hands from your cheek to the hair at the base of your neck.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he borderline purred, tugging lightly on your hair. You inhaled sharply at the sudden shift in mood. “Y/N, if you want me to stop I need you to tell me now.”

“Don’t stop.” You didn't hesitate, not even for a second as your fingers twisted the front of his shirt. “Please, don’t stop.”

“That’s my girl,” he smirked before literally sweeping you off your feet to carry you across the room. He dropped you onto the bed, kneeling between your legs and gently pushing you to lie flat when you propped yourself up on your elbows.

“If you do need me to stop, just say red, okay?” He waited for you to nod to continue. “I’m gonna ask you some questions and you're gonna tell me the whole truth. No hiding.”

“O-Okay.”

“Do you touch yourself?” Your eyes widened from his bluntness. His eyebrows raised expectantly, and you felt your cheeks burning. 

“I, uh,” you stumbled over your words, finding it extremely difficult to admit with his eyes boring down on you. He tilted his head to the side, waiting impatiently for your answer. You covered your face with your hands, only to have them pinned next to your head as he hovered over you.

“I thought I told you no hiding,” Heeseung narrowed his eyes when you turned your head, suddenly very interested in the lamp on his nightstand. One hand moved from your wrist to your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze.

“I’m not in a patient mood, princess,” he warned. “So answer me. Do you touch yourself?”

“Yes.”

“See? That wasn't so hard.” He released your jaw, letting his hand run down your neck to rest on your ribs, just below your bra. His thumb lazily traced the underwire through your shirt.

“Next question. Do you make yourself cum every time?”

“Not… not always,” you mumbled as you fought the urge to squeeze your thighs around his waist.

“Hmm,” he sighed through his nose while feigning sympathy. “And how does it feel when you get all worked up but can’t get off?”

“Not good.” 

“Yeah, I bet it doesn't. Keep that in mind.” You didn’t get a chance to process his words before he crashed his lips into yours. His tongue brushed against your lower lip, and you were eager to let him lick into your mouth, running his tongue along yours. One of his hands tightened around your wrist while the other slid under your shirt, fingers splayed across your stomach. Goosebumps erupted on your skin as you shuddered involuntarily from his gentle touch. A disappointed whine escaped your throat when he pulled back.

“You’re so sensitive, sweetheart,” he murmured, still close enough to feel his lips move against yours as he spoke. His hand moved up to rest on the center of your chest, hiking your shirt up with it. He felt your heart pounding against your ribs and smirked triumphantly. You stared at him, wide-eyed, as he leaned back to remove both of your shirts. His hands ran down the outsides of your thighs to rest on your hips. He bit his lip, taking in your exposed skin as he mulled over his next move. He stood, leaving you feeling cold. You immediately opened your mouth to argue.

“Take it off,” he ordered before you could get a word out, gesturing to your bra with his chin. You hesitated, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion. 

“Huh? But, I thought you would…” you trailed off, unable to formulate the sentence in your mind. In the stories you heard from your friends, their partners wanted to be the one to take off their clothes. You had assumed your soulmates would be the same. 

“What’s that look for?” He teased, cocking his head to the side. “Did you want me to take it off for you?”

“N-No, I just-” you paused to suck in a breath when he crossed his arms, accentuating his biceps. “-I thought you’d want to, y’know…”

“You have two options right now, princess,” he stated while drumming his fingers on his arm. “Either get up, strip, and get your ass back on my bed or I will straight-up rip your clothes.”

“Oh!” You scrambled to stand, nearly tripping yourself on the sheets that tangled around your foot. What? You were wearing your favorite joggers and most comfortable bra. You weren’t about to let him destroy them, as tempting as it sounded. Your clothes formed a crumpled pile on the floor, leaving you completely naked as you laid back down. 

“Good girl,” he praised softly while spreading your knees to look directly at your dripping cunt. It wasn’t embarrassing, like you assumed your first time would be. A few of your friends said they felt embarrassed, but maybe it was different since Heeseung was one of your soulmates.

“So wet for me, and I haven’t even done anything to you yet,” he bragged mainly to himself. He returned to his place between your thighs, dropping to his forearm to support his weight as he hovered over you. His free hand ghosted over your inner thigh, tracing feather light patterns with his thumb. He was so close to where you wanted him, and yet so far. 

“I’m gonna go easy on you this time,” he warned as his fingers drew closer to your pussy. “But if you make me worry like that again, I will spank you. Understand?”

“Mhm,” you nodded rapidly, subconsciously pressing your thighs into his sides. 

“Of course,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes. “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Your response died in your throat as he finally ran two fingers through your folds, gathering your arousal to rub tight circles on your clit. You gasped, back arching off the bed while your hands searched for something to latch on to. One twisted in the sheets while the other wrapped around Heeseung’s bicep, digging your nails into the muscle. 

It was like he knew your body better than you did. It sometimes took you hours to build up an orgasm. Nights like those usually ended in frustrated tears and cramped fingers. But his expert fingers quickly stoked the fire in your lower belly, pulling the knot tighter and tighter. You began panting as your orgasm approached, so close you could practically taste it. The whole time, he was watching. Analyzing your face, the twitch of your thighs, every skipped breath. He knew right when you were about to fall over the edge, and he cruelly pulled his fingers away at the very last second.

“Wha- no, no–”

“That was one. Keep counting them,” he interrupted your protests, looking down at you with darkened eyes that made you squirm in place. He refused to give more, building up and ripping away two more orgasms with just his fingers on your clit. The only extra stimulation you received were the kisses he gave as a reward for keeping track of the number of times he had edged you.

“You’re taking your punishment so well, princess,” he mused, poking his tongue into his cheek to suppress his amused grin. You didn’t know whether you should be relieved or disappointed when his fingers lifted off of your overly sensitive clit. 

“H-Hee- fuck,” you whimpered as two of his fingers slid into you. They were thicker than yours, stretching you out in a way that had you seeing stars. He pumped them slowly, sitting up on his knees to hold your hips down with his other hand.

“God, you’re tight,” he mumbled absentmindedly, keeping his eyes locked on his fingers as they dripped with your arousal. His gaze flicked up to your face briefly before returning to the mess between your thighs. “Two.”

“Huh?”

“Two,” he smirked deviously. “You’re gonna let me edge you two more times.”

“B-But–” you choked on a moan when he curled his fingers up to drag over what you had to assume was your g-spot. You couldn’t reach it on your own, so you never felt it stimulated before.

“Right there, huh? You can take it, baby,” he encouraged, although there was a slightly condescending edge to his voice. “You just gotta take two more, then I’ll fuck you stupid.” You weighed the options in your fuzzy mind. This was torture. You needed to feel that release. Could you really handle having it stolen from you any more? You could say ‘red’ and stop everything then and there, but would he let you cum if you did? The thought mortified you, and you quickly decided that you would endure in order to get the reward he promised. 

It really was torture. His fingers felt so fucking good. His pace was slow but calculated, and when he withheld what would’ve been your fourth orgasm of the night, the floodgates broke. Tears streamed openly down your cheeks as he resumed languidly thrusting his fingers in and out of your weeping cunt. You wanted more. You needed more, needed to feel him on every inch of your body.

“Poor thing,” he cooed mockingly, pushing down harder on your hips when you tried bucking them forward. “One more.” You took a deep, shaky breath and nodded. You panted heavily, bracing yourself in anticipation as your thighs trembled with the approaching orgasm that would ultimately be taken from you yet again. Heeseung’s patience was wearing thin. He was painfully hard, leaking precum as he watched with hungry eyes as you grew more and more desperate. He rushed through the last of your punishment, bringing you up and letting you crash back down so fast it nearly gave you whiplash. He was gone for mere seconds, yanking down his sweatpants and boxers in one go and kicking them to the side unceremoniously. 

“That’s it, princess. Relax for me,” he mumbled soft reassurances as he finally, finally, sank his cock into you, inch by inch. Once he bottomed out, he showered you in the affection he had been holding back while you adjusted. He pecked your forehead before shifting down, pressing heated, open-mouth kisses from your jaw to your collarbone. He licked a thick stripe up the side of your neck, softly biting the sensitive skin over your pulse-point. Your arms wrapped around him to dig your nails into his shoulder blades. 

“I’m gonna move, okay?” His chest heaved, every muscle in his body shaking with the effort of holding back. He waited for you to nod before pulling out halfway. His hips rolled forward, going deliberately slow and gentle so you could get used to the feeling. 

“More,” you pleaded softly while he lifted one of your legs to hook around his hip. His free hand cupped your cheek as he pulled you into a sloppy kiss, swallowing all of your moans as his rhythm steadily increased. He knew he hit the right spot when you clenched down on his cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned, dropping his forehead to your shoulder. “Fuck, you feel so good, baby. Gonna ruin you, get you so fucking desperate for us.”

“Us?” You managed to ask through the fog surrounding your mind. He lifted his head, watching your tear-stained, fucked out expression with hooded eyes.

“You think I’m the only one that’s gonna fuck you? I’m not selfish, princess. I know how to share with my members,” he explained breathlessly. 

“Oh- fuck,” you mewled, dragging your nails down his back as the knot of pleasure twisted tighter in your belly. 

“Hold it.” Your jaw dropped. You stared at him with watery eyes, and you realized he was serious.

“I can’t–”

“You can,” he interrupted. “Hold. It.” He accentuated each word with a rough snap of his hips. You whined and squeezed your eyes shut, trembling underneath him as you fought back your orgasm, despite wanting to simply give up and let it consume you. You teetered dangerously on the line between pain and pleasure, keeping it at bay for as long as possible.

“Heeseung,” you whimpered after realizing you really couldn’t hold back anymore. “Please! Fuck, I can’t- need it, need to cum! Please let me, please, please–”

“Jesus, fuck, you’re so hot when you beg for me,” he cut into your desperate pleas with a low groan. “Let go, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock, fuck.”

“Hee–” It all crashed into you at once. The pent-up energy from your previously stolen orgasms washed over you in waves, eyes rolling back as you let out a high-pitched moan. 

“Fuck,” he swore under his breath as he chased his own orgasm. After a few more harsh thrusts, he spilled ropes of cum against your cervix, painting your walls white. He worked both of you through your highs with shallow rolls of his hips, eventually slowing to a stop. He gingerly pulled out and collapsed on his side next to you, cradling you tightly against his chest.

“You’re okay, sweetheart,” Heeseung whispered, kissing the crown of your head repeatedly while you shook in his arms. One of his hands soothingly traced up and down your spine. 

“You did so good for me, my love.” You blinked away the tears enough to see his face, heart racing from the new pet name. He smiled fondly and brushed his thumb across your cheekbone.

“Go to sleep. I’ve got you.”

The next day was, thankfully, an empty schedule, meaning no one needed to set an alarm. Jay was the first one to wake up, as usual. He sat in the living room, reading a new manga and enjoying the quiet until you shuffled into the room. You collapsed onto the couch next to him, and he happily let you cuddle up to him.

“You alright?” He asked while wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You grunted as a response and hid your face in his neck. “Babe?”

“She's probably just grumpy,” Heeseung answered in your silence as he stepped into the room. 

“How come?” 

“Cus I edged her five times last night,” the eldest shrugged and made his way to the kitchen.

“Ahh,” Jay nodded and turned his attention back to his manga. That lasted for about thirty seconds, until he fully processed what Heeseung said.

“Wait, you what?!” 

“Oh, did I forget to tell you?” Heeseung grinned smugly as he sat on the couch with a bowl of cereal in hand. Sunghoon and Jake picked a great time to walk into the living room. “I took our soulmate’s virginity last night.”

“Ex-fucking-scuse me?!” Sunghoon yelled. Any lingering fatigue disappeared from his body as his eyes darted between you, Jay, and Heeseung.

“Dude, seriously?” Jake groaned while running a hand down his face. “You can't keep taking all of her firsts.”

“Don't worry, I very graciously left some for you guys to divvy up,” Heeseung teased and shoved a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.

“Um, hello?” You interrupted, slightly muffled from Jay’s shirt. “Don’t I get a say in this?”

“Of course you do,” Jay reassured with an affectionate pat to your hip. “You get to approve our decision.” 

“You’re all dumbasses,” you huffed. You would've rolled your eyes if they were open at the moment. “Whatever. I don't even know what Heeseung has in mind.”

“Oh, I’m more than happy to explain,” Heeseung paused to giggle quietly to himself.

“Any day now,” Sunghoon urged sarcastically.

“Okay, okay,” Heeseung cleared his throat to compose himself. “One, she hasn't been eaten out. Two, she hasn't given head. And three, she hasn't done anal.”

“Wha–?” Jungwon cut himself off, shaking his head to make sure he heard that correctly. He, Sunoo, and Riki were piled up in the entrance to the hallway.

“That's definitely not something I want to hear five minutes after waking up,” Sunoo complained, shooting Heeseung a nasty side-eye as he nudged past the two youngest. 

“What is this conversation and why is it happening at 9am?” Jungwon asked tiredly. 

“They're jealous that I fucked Y/N before them,” Heeseung gloated, earning glares from the 02 line.

“You know what, I’m going back to sleep,” Riki grumbled before returning to his room.

“Okaaay, you guys have fun with that,” Jungwon exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose as he also decided that it was too early for this shit and followed Riki down the hall.

“Y/N, blink twice if you need help,” Sunoo loudly and obviously whispered. 

“I'm good,” you said while shifting to lay on your side with your head in Jay’s lap, facing him so you could hide your face in his belly. You felt his stomach vibrate as he quietly laughed at your odd display of sleepy affection. Sunoo hesitated momentarily, eyeing the older boys warily while they faked innocent grins. The blonde sighed and left for his room with a shake of his head.

“Dibs on eating her out,” Jake stated as soon as he heard the door close. 

“Fine by me,” Sunghoon agreed then turned to Jay. “I’m not picky, which do you want?”

“Hmm,” Jay hummed, squeezing your shoulder to grab your attention. “Do you have a preference?”

“I could not give less of a shit right now.”

“Well, damn, okay,” Heeseung snorted, quickly covering it with a cough. “Should we decide on some other activities while we’re at it? Cus I kinda want to collar– ow!” You kicked his side, cutting him off before he got too ahead of himself.

“Nothing kinky for now. In fact,” you lifted your head to glare at all four of them. “None of this is happening for at least three to seven business days.”

“What?! Babe, it’s Thursday,” Sunghoon protested. You rolled your eyes and dramatically flopped back down, knocking a soft ‘oof’ from Jay.

“Dude, she’s being sarcastic,” Jake snickered behind his hand. “She doesn’t actually mean business days, just that she needs a bit to recover. Right?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, you need to recover? I fucked you that– ow! Stop doing that,” Heeseung groaned after you kicked him again.

“Anyway,” Jay backtracked. “I want to fuck her ass– ow, Jesus Christ–” You had pinched his ribs.

“Can you be less vulgar about it?” You snapped, digging your face further into his stomach to hide your blush.

“Ow, okay. Y/N, baby, please relax– ow!” You bit his hip bone before settling back into your original position. “Do you always get this aggressive after you cum?”

“You’re on thin ice, Park Jongseong.”

“My full government name?!”

“I think maybe we should move on,” Jake butted in since Heeseung and Sunghoon were too busy cackling to help. “Let’s just chill and let it happen naturally.”

“Fantastic idea,” you agreed while letting your eyes fall shut again.

“Yeah, let her nap before she causes any more bodily harm,” Sunghoon teased, still giggling until you bolted upright to level him with a flat glare. “Oh shit–” He sprinted out of the room. 

“Ugh, I’m gonna go sleep with Riki,” you huffed, grabbing your blanket and wrapping around you like a cape as you trudged toward the youngest member’s room.

“But I thought you needed to recover?”

“Lee Heeseung! Thin! Ice!”

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[mountkennedie]

Rivendell is infested with cats because I said so

When you first appeared in the last homely house

You did not plan on staying long

Your horse was wounded and you needed an experienced healer

You were told not to worry by the kind elves there

One elf in particular, Lord Elrond, was most hospitable. He invited you to dinner with him to hear about your travels to Rivendell.

You took him up on the offer

When he left, you noticed the brown feline following him

No one seemed to acknowledge it, so you didn’t either

While you were being escorted to your room, you seemed to spot many more felines through the halls

“Lindir… what is with all of these little companions?”

“My Lord Elrond fed one once. It brought its friend the next time. And being the kind elf he is, he fed it as well. And now we are well full of cats.”

Though you had not known Elrond for very long, you could see him being the type to feed a stray

“You are not allergic are you?” Lindir asked you. 

“Oh no! I have just never seen so many cats in one place before.”

“You actually caught them at a good time. They were just fed, so they are far more kind.”

“Do they have names?”

“Of course. The one that has been following us is Ae Mellon. Meaning ‘small friend.’” Lindir stopped walking and let Ae Mellon approach you both. He pat his head a little and continued to walk. “He was the original friend. But not the first cat.”

“I assume the first follows Lord Elrond?”

“Precisely. His name is Siniath réd. Meaning ‘new son’.”

“A fitting name.”

When you reached your room, a small feline greeted you and Lindir. 

“I guess you have been chosen as well for a new companion. What shall her name be?”

She was black as night. Her green eyes peered up at you. When you hesitated to pet her, she got up on her back paws and leaned her front paws on your thigh. 

As you met her wishes, you asked Lindir, “What is sindarin for ‘friendly creature’?”

“Milui ún.”

You continued to pet her and said, “Hello, Milui ún.”

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Hunter breeding his wife cuz she has been a such a brat these days,she should know he loves only her! No need to be so bratty about it, like what does she mean his love was suffocating? He had to punish her to remind her who she belongs to

TW: Mind control, Dubcon, Noncon, breeding kink

It's March, and the flowers are starting to bloom. Normally, you'd love the weather, but recently you can't enjoy anything due to Hunter. Luckily, Delilah offers some form of relief for you.

"Ae!" Delilah squeals, trying to crawl up to you.

"Good girl!" You coo, opening your arms for your baby.

Delilah stumbles onto her feet and tries to take a couple of steps. All is going well until Hunter opens the door. Then, Delilah falls to her knees.

"I'm home, and I brought food!" Hunter yells, bringing bags of fast food.

"Really, Hunter?! Delilah was about to take her first steps, and you ruined it!" You snap, making Hunter a bit uncomfortable.

"Sorry, darling. I was really excited to see my family," Hunter says, trying to kiss you on the cheek.

"Well, I'd like it if you saw us less often," You reply, moving your cheek away.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'm saying your love is a suffocating force that strangles the life and joy out of everyone around you."

"You don't mean that. My love helped create our babies."

"More like your kinks and persistence did. If anything, I should be worried that they're related to you."

"There's no reason to act so bratty. If you're upset, take it out on me. Don't take it out on the children."

"I'm going to bed. Lauren, time for dinner!"

You put Delilah into her high chair and walk to your bedroom. You sit on the bed and look at a photo of you from the beginning of senior year. You were happy, and best of all, you didn't know him.

"Mamamama!" Lauren coos, walking into your room.

Delilah crawls in, following behind her sister. They climb onto the bed and snuggle next to you.

"Aww! Are my babies all full?" You ask, kissing their cheek.

Lauren nods her head and hugs your chest.

"Daddy even fed us desert!" Lauren squeals, becoming bouncy and hyper.

Hunter walks into the room, and you shoot him a glare.

"Alright, you two. Mommy is tired and needs her rest," Hunter says, making Delilah and Lauren climb down.

The two babies go into their playroom.

"Really? Desert? Right before bedtime? They'll be hyper till the next morning," You scold, hitting Hunter with a pillow.

"Is it so wrong to treat my babies right? Besides, at least I ate dinner with them," Hunter comments, making you snap.

"At least I don't uproot their lives and force them to be with me all the time. At least I let them have their choice of friends. At least they know I give them unconditional love," You snarl, breaking Hunter's last straw.

Hunter pins you to the bed and kisses you.

"You need to be punished. I'm not letting our children get raised by a brat," Hunter says, flipping you over.

Your stomach is on the bed, and you know what's going to happen.

"Oh please, a couple of spankings aren't going to hurt me. I'm used to your hands by now," You comment, laughing at your husband.

"Which is why I bought this paddle. I was going to save this for the weekend during our getaway, but I see you need it now," Hunter says, making your eyes widen.

"You-ah!"

Hunter slaps your ass with the paddle. He takes off your pants and underwear, and you're only left with your shirt on.

"Keep talking, and you'll end up with one hundred hits to the ass. If your pussy starts to get wet, I will command you when to cum. If you squirt, you'll get one hundred more hits."

Hunter keeps paddling your ass, and eventually, he notices your pussy is dripping wet.

"How pitiful. You only made it to fifty before getting wet. In that case, you'll need to cum every time the paddle touches your ass," Hunter says, shocking you.

"Hunter, that isn't even possible!" You exclaim, trying to move your hands from the cuffs he put them in.

"Of course, it is. You see, Heath and Henry are having relationship problems with their wives, too. So, Henry used his tech company to create a collar we call the Commando. Once that pretty thing is around your neck, you can't help but do anything I say," Hunter explains, bringing the black and pink collar around your neck.

"Hunter, stop it! Hunter-ooh...why does it feel so good?" You moan, feeling everything in you go hot.

"There are temporary nanobots in the heart. Right now, those bots are in your bloodstream, traveling to your brain and taking it over so you can be perfect. Don't worry. Once the caller is off, you'll be free."

"Hunter, you've just hit a new low."

Your head feels dizzy, and suddenly you black out. When you awaken, you feel the need to follow Hunter's orders.

"What should I do for my husband?" You ask, smiling gleefully.

"Cum every time I hit you with this paddle," Hunter replies, making your pussy get wetter than before.

Hunter hits you with a paddle, and you cum instantaneously. He laughs and hits you fifty more times. You cum so much that it's leaking onto the bed sheets.

"What else should I do for my wonderful husband?" You ask, turning to face Hunter.

"Tell me, are you highly fertile right now? I know you check your menstrual chart every day," Hunter commands, grabbing your phone from your nightstand.

"Of course, honey!" You chirp, pulling up your period tracker and pulling up today's date. "I'm very fertile today. Are you going to make me a mommy of three?"

"God, I love the way you talk with this collar."

Hunter takes his pants off and puts his dick inside you.

"Oh, master!" You moan, holding your legs open for him. "And to think naughty me was going to get birth control and an IUD."

"If that's what you thought you were going to do, then I'm going to make sure the only thing that always belongs in this pussy is my cock."

Hunter speeds up his thrusts, and he cums in you. You moan with satisfaction and beg for him to breed you again.

"If my loyal wife commands it," Hunter says, thrusting in you again.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" You squeal, groping your boobs. "Make my boobies full of even more milk!"

Hunter climaxes and sends a wave of cum into you.

"Cuddle, Y/N."

"Yes, hubby."

The two of you cuddle while Hunter is still inside you. When you wake up, your pelvis is hurting like no tomorrow.

"Hunter, what did you do?" You groan, holding your stomach.

"I bred the brat out of you," Hunter answers, bringing breakfast and painkillers. "Don't worry. You'll be okay, and you'll deliver another child for our babies to play with."

You cry, and he soothes you.

"I'll provide the best maternal services for you like I've always done. As much as I want you to be carrying my babies, you can't do that if you're stressed."

"What would you know about stress, you demonic, horny bitch."

"I can tell being a mother is stressing you out so after this baby, I'll be wearing a condom. You're also getting that nexaplon implant I took out back in college. We both need a break."

"Thank you, Hunter."

For once, things were going your way. At least you'll have another nine months without a period.

[goldensunflowe-r]

Jacaerys Targaryen SMUT

Masterlist

[the-hills-of-tanchico]

Liandrin straightened, looking down at the other woman. The Lady Amalisa stayed as she was, kneeling, her face as open as a child's, a child waiting to be comforted and helped by someone wiser and stronger. There was a rightness about it to Liandrin. She had never understood why a simple bow or curtsy was sufficient for Aes Sedai when men and women knelt to kings and queens. What queen has within her my power? Her mouth twisted angrily, and Amalisa shivered. (TGH, ch. 5)

Two Liandrins! One's a toxic yuri cherub, the other has Kate Fleetwood's cheekbones and her insane degree of homoerotic tension with every woman who's on screen with her for 8 seconds or longer. What a time to be alive. We are so well fed.

[toastandjamie]

I just- Mat and Thom’s friendship is just so good. Like it’s genuinely such a funny dynamic. Like in the first two books Thom was very solidly in the “I’m Rand’s stand in dad since his real dad can’t be here” camp alongside Lan only for Mat to stumble into a tavern in Tarvalon Thom was trying to drink himself to death in, high off his own luck and having just killed a man by flipping both of them off a bridge and standing up from that unscathed and Mat just goes “wanna go to Camlyn with me?” To note, they haven’t seen eachother since Thom nearly died to a Myrdraal and Mat was Literally The Worst at that point in time because dagger sickness; and Thom just goes “yeah sure.” And for the rest of the series Thom becomes Mat’s therapist/babysitter and it’s so funny.

Like- the things this old man put up with. He just had to sit there and listen to Mat lie to himself in real time like the rest of us. He got front row seats to Mat insisting that he was “no bloody hero” while feeding refugees, taking in orphans, rescuing women and risking his own safety for others constantly. He had to sit through Mat and Rand both coming to him to mope about how they can’t be friends anymore because Rand’s the dragon reborn while in Tear. He had to bare witness to Mat and Elayne glaring at eachother like feral cats the entire Ebou Dar trip playing mediator. Every single crack brained scheme Mat came up with the sneak out of Altara with three Aes Sedai in tow he had to listen to. He was forced to watch Mat’s insane attempts at courting the evil empress of the empire that’s been antagonizing the cast since book two. He had to drag Mat’s rabid ass through the tower of ghenji while trying to keep Mat from getting fed up and just trying to stab the Finn to death with a knife.

Thom might as well have been an honorary member of the band, because he put up with not just Mat’s antics, but Olver’s too. I just love them so much.

[nrdmssgs]

Can you do a soap fic where a new girl gets transferred and she’s also a sergeant and she’s short and really bitchy, soap flirts with her and she never fails to reply within an insult or a snarky comment?

Masterlist Pairing: SoapXReader TWs: no AN: I took forever, I know, sorry.

The first thing, you thought of, seeing how people gather around Soap, how attentively they catch every bit of phrase covered with thick accent, how eager are they to become part of the next mischief, his mind plotting, is a Kelpie. By no means you were superstitious, but you remember well, what your granny told you: these Scottish demons are nothing but deception, temptation and constant shapeshift, hiding under calm water surface and dragging anyone, reckless enough to trust them, to the depths of cold northern lakes.

You had enough of 'shape-shifters': you were fed up with friendly looking lads, being all sweet around you, only to find out your soft spots and use them against you. So when his smile sparkles too close to your secluded corner of a bar counter - you frown automatically

"Oi, wee-one, what are you doing here all alone, while all the fun happens elsewhere?" That shit eating grin is too familiar. It only portends lies and mockery.

"Daydreaming of your smooches, Sergeant." You know, this man will start flirting with you today sooner or later: after all, he always does. So instead of fearing it coming - you decide on leading this train wreck.

"A'm sa-a-a-a-ae flattered." Johnny can speak British, very much so, when he needs it. But he must be too used to everyone falling for his accent. So he decides to torture your fogged mind with his gibberish.

"And a`m sa-a-a-a-ae lying." You can't hold back a little aping to make this moment even more harsh for him. But that'll teach him.

From your very first day on the base, this man decided, that his holy duty from now on was to haunt you with his flirtatious comments and stupid jokes. You ignored him once, then twice... on his fifth 'strike' you decided, you had enough and fought back. None of Johnny's line remained unanswered by you ever since.

Your rebuffs usually helped for some time. Today it won you fifteen minutes of peace. Because after that Soaps face reappears on the horizon with a jolly 'Anyway, Sg, hae any plans for t`night?'

"Oh, I have one plan, buddy. The first part of it is to not share the other part with the people, I don't want anywhere around me. So lemme guess, this is the moment, you are asking me about the second part?" You talk loud enough, so that not only Johnny, but the whole group of dumbheads enamored by him, hears you.

"I guess, nae, but if you want me to... What's with the second part?" Slowly but surely the damned accent leaves his speech.

"I can't, love, I'm tied up by the first part." Any person, not familiar with Soap would shame you for such a strong reaction. But you knew better, and soon he only proved you right.

"So someone is into restraining? Ah kin just happen tae know a thing or twa aboot this..." You are in mere seconds from snapping right back at him, but he manages to switch your attention to some completely unrelated question.

And just like that you lose concentration for a moment only to find yourself walking down the street with MacTavish and his company. His speech is all honey and velvet with notes of cheerful laughter. Man shouldn't possess so much charm - it is simply unfair. Yet, here he is - all bubbly and so tempting and warm.

Your group turns onto a quiet road, lit by one streetlamp. "Hey, look up!" calls the voice of one of the soldiers, and you lift your head. There is a soda can on the flat lid of the lantern. God only knows how it got there. You're not even surprised when Johnny asks right next to your ear who's ready to knock down the can on the first try. You just turn to him and clarify, “If I do this, can I ask you for anything?”

Soap nods enthusiastically, and before he can add something about the fact that you can always ask him for anything and without any bets, you pick up a pebble from the pavement.

"Watch and learn, Sergeant." You smirk and throw a pebble. The sound of an empty can hitting the asphalt echoes down the street.

Others cheer your victory, when Johnny leans closer and nods with a face of a defeated one.

"Sae what shuid it be, darlin'?"

That smirk. He is trying to look happy even after he lost. Lying scoundrel. Oh, you'll wipe that smirk off his face.

"You seem very proud of your country?" You can't help, but smile, as Soap nods and moves even closer, invading your personal space. So you go on.

"And very proud of that hairstyle of yours... How about we combine your two biggest sources of pride, Johnny." Some soldiers start getting your idea and you hear a few muffled laughs. But Soap doesn't get it till you specify, "Lets paint this mohawk. Blue and white sounds patriotic enough for you, MacTavish?"

If anyone asked you to name the highlight of that day - it was it. Shining smile disappearing from Soaps face, his head ducking, his eyes looking for something under his own boots. He looked lost... But only for a moment.

"Aye. Will need yer help though, wee-one."

For some time, you forget about this evening. Work and duty are quite effective at helping you to put aside any life outside debriefs, trainings and missions. That is, however, only until one late evening, when Soap appears on the threshold of your room with a towel and a pair of tubes of hair dye.

"Sergeant MacTavish keeps his word. Always." These words you hear from a tiny bathroom, where you wash your hands.

He welcomes your return to your room with a bare torso. You try to not look, but one brief glance is enough for his sculpted six-pack, ribs covered with a thin web of scars and tanned broad shoulders to be forever ingrained in your memory. Scoundrel. Seducer. Kelpie. You turn away almost immediately.

"Out of my room. Now!"

"Naw-naw-naw-naw, ye got me wrong! Ah juist dinnae want ma tshirt to get goosed!" He started babbling as quickly as if his life depended on it. So you take a deep breath and nod.

"Ok-ok, calm down!" You come closer to him and brush your fingers through Johnny's dark hair, trying to understand, where should you begin.

It's so strange to see his face not somewhere above, not even on your eye level, but somewhere below. For the first time, you notice the faint freckles on his face, the dark edges of his incredibly blue eyes, the small wrinkles. That all brings you a very strange thought: maybe there are people out there, who know soft and vulnerable Johnny, maybe there are people, whom he will never fail, never betray. You personally can't have a luxury of trusting your colleagues so much as to let them be close to you. But maybe there are people, that trust these eyes and find comfort in these arms.

Your hands fall down. "You know what, Johnny, consider the deed done... To hell ruining your hair, your self-esteem. Forget, we even had this bet, it's stupid."

"Whaaa? Naw, bonnie, it is hilarious! I want this! With ye only! And ah trust ye." He catches your hands and eagerly places them back into his surprisingly soft hair, making sure, your fingers drown in the mohawk fully and touch his scalp. There is not a single note of mockery in his voice - only plea to keep going and trust, endless trust in you - the person, who always had a few sharp words ready for any his attempt to approach you.

You feel guilt stinging you from the inside.

"Ok, I'll do it. But I must warn you - I don't have a single idea, what am I doing. And this will probably turn out ugly."

Soap only keeps nodding, not looking away from your eyes for a moment. His eyes shine with obedience and anticipation.

Not knowing it yet, you are slowly drowning in deep waters, dragged by a Scottish demon. Your very own Kelpie.