#also the tea i found while looking for authors tumblrs-

[aerithmybbgmypookiemywife]

Genshin SAGAU where GN! Reader reads a fanfic about them being a sub.

people of tevyat look in horror as a fanfic about you being a sub is released, not knowing you ARE actually a sub. not proofread. also shoutout to @/gameperson23100 (not sure how tags work here im just a tumblr noob so i just did like a twitter thing) they were in my comments on my first post about this and had an idea about a sub reader! i just expanded on it a little :))

Creator! Reader who seems so elegant yet have such an untouchable aura towards them. Everyone praises them for being so mature, for being so calm and collected towards stressfull siturations, everyone fawns over them. Just one glance from their slightly intimidating eyes has their knees trembling. The archons praise them as someone to really look up to, a true pillar of Tevyat.

When fanfictions like the Creator x Reader became popular, there was an unsaid rule that you were the dominant one in the relationship.

So imagine everyones suprise when a book from an anonymous author potraying the Creator as a sub pops up in Inazuma. Yae Miko was suprised this was published unsupervised! She shut it down but it was too late, almost all of its copies were sold! Everyone was baffled at how the author potrayed the Creator, when it came to their duties, the author wrote them perfectly but when it came to the romance between the Creator and whoever the reader is... It was a catastrophe! The Creator? Submissive?? Down on their knees?? Begging?! Getting degraded and liking it?!?!

BLASPHEMY!

People of Tevyat were conflicted at this book, everyone had divided opinions. Some saying that the Creator is a sub, while some saying they are a dom. There are a few people who suggest that the Creator may be a switch but this gets shut down by both sides. It even reached the scholars of Sumeru! With debates turning into heated arguments that escalates into fights.

The archons, except Nahida, were upset at this book as this somewhat taints your image. (although they secretly love the idea of the creator being beneath their feet) The acolytes were also divided and different opinions, with Alhaitham finding it somewhat interesting while Kaeya found it a little hilarious and treated the book like a parody. Xiao on the other hand, had the same opinion as Zhongli, the book may taint your image thus he made it his mission to hunt down the anonymous author. Itto, who got the book from a random stranger he befriended, treated the book like a sacred scripture or a guilty pleasure. He knows it's probably bad but he just can't stop reading it! Wriothesley read the book during tea time, and thought that the idea of the Creator being a sub was possible...

"And that concludes the report on Fontaine." Neuvillette concluded his report. You only hummed in response as you looked around the room. the Archons were there and some acolytes were also present in the meeting. You felt as if they have something they want to ask but is holding themselves back.

'...Is it about the book...? Fuck, why did it have to be so accurate...' you thought.

You cleared your throat, "I'm sure all of you are aware of a certain book going around." you spoke up, their minds started scrambling, thinking that you would be upset and angry that they haven't found the author yet. "Your Grace, we are all working hard to hunt down the author and imprison whoever they are." Zhongli spoke up, you shook your head.

"No need, it's... An interesting book." you told them, you cleared your throat again, trying to ease your embarrassment. That book ended on a cliff hanger too! No way in hell were you going to imprison the author after writing an accurate potrayal of you!

Everyone didn't show it in their face but they were shocked, but even more shocked at how red your ears are while you tried to keep a calm face. Did this mean that you didn't mind the potrayal of the book about you?! Or are you truly a sub?! Do you just like the book?! What is it???!! HOW IS IT INTERESTING??!!? Their minds were filled with unanswered questions.

Word spread to Tevyat really fast, and as soon as they heard that you called the book interesting, it just added more fuel in the debates about you being a sub or a dom. Like two groups in the same fandom fighting for their non canon ship! The book would still be treated like an illegal book, a guilty pleasure.

[teashoptiramisu]

hello! this blog seems pretty inactive so im sorry if this is annoying, but i dont know who to ask 💀 do you!! have any fic recs? (I really really wanna see more zuko + gaang found family stuff and also anything with an azula redemption arc would be very cool but I dont know how to find good stuff since im very new to the fanbase so.. hope this is ok! (I am literally always late to fandoms it’s so sad)

also, if there’s any place, like a discord server or tumblr community where I can ask for recs, that would be very helpful to know!! the brainworms must be fed

I haven't been maintaining my queue but I'm around (well, sometimes)! And no worries, if I found asks annoying I would turn them off.

As I said last time, it's been a while since I read a lot of ATLA fic -- but I still have my old favorites! That post also has advice for finding fic recs (particularly geared towards fans of muffinlance but I think it's solid advice in general) -- unfortunately I don't know of any dedicated fic reccing community, just specific people you can follow such as @/captainkirkk and @/royaltealovingkookiness

But yeah look through my bookmarks, look through muffinlance's bookmarks, look through the bookmarks of authors whose fics you like!

Some specific recs:

[my eternal faves are all works by muffinlance and The Dragon-King's Temple -- but you probably already know about those]

The Best Path by EudociaCovert -- I know you said Zuko+gaang but my favorite found family fic is this one, which is Zuko, Jet, and Smellerbee canon divergence from "Zuko Alone". I think it's a little off the beaten path (heh) these days so I wanted to give it a shout.

close your eyes, make a wish by atleastwestoletheshow (Silverwolf329) -- canon universe gaang-bonding-with-zuko-while-fighting-together fic

definitely not suspicious at all in the least by presumenothing (justjoy) -- kinda similar to the above, more of a heist maybe

Big Damn Heroes by Damkianna -- the GAANG in SPACE!! very fun AU, good Zuko content

How It's Done by ryfkah -- the gaang forms a pro-bending team (like in LoK season 1, but you can probably read this even if you haven't seen Legend of Korra)

Tea? by thesometimeswarrior -- Iroh and Azula post-canon, start to an Azula healing arc

and it's my whole heart (weighed and measured) by agentcalliope -- another Azula post-canon fic I found interesting

[rickie-the-storyteller]

Author Ask Tag Game

Thank you to @janec23 for tagging me to do this one. Never done it before, but I've seen others do it, and I'm excited to try it myself!

I think I'll do this for my main WIP (as per usual lol) - Steph's Crew.

Gently tagging these guys: @jessicawestonauthor. @winterandwords, @mysticstarlightduck, @tea-and-mercury, @mjparkerwriting

Here are the questions:

What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it?

What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)?

What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, and help readers grow as a person?

How many chapters is your story going to have?

Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

When and why did you start writing?

Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of writeblr? What other writers on Tumblr do you follow?

Let's do this thing!

What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it?

I don't know if there's a single main lesson to my story. The characters go through a ton of things, and they learn a lot of different lessons throughout. I will say that they all kind of fall under the same theme/idea... A lot of them learn family and relationship lessons, especially to do with communication and being open to listening to the other person. These lessons also apply to the romantic relationships and the friendship dynamics as well in the story... as well as coming-of-age, high school messages of being true to yourself, peer pressure, sticking up for yourself, standing up for what's right, teamwork, friendship, and blah blah blah etc. You get the gist.

What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)?

Tons of stuff... it's a YA/teen drama, and a lot of it takes place in high school. And I've watched a lot of stuff similar to this... I also started writing this while I was in my final year of sixth form, similar to my characters. I also decided to have it set in North London (and I included a real place - Hampstead Heath. It's a large park, and it's where the characters occasionally meet up). I made up a few places that are inspired by real places, too... or things that I've seen on TV. Like Stevie's and Dave's. Stevie's is a small restaurant/cafe place where Bret sometimes works after school, and it's right next to Dave's - a record store where he also spends a ton of time at (usually with Elise). These two places came from this show that I used to watch all the time growing up - The Next Step. It's about a team of dancers that compete in competitions. But when they aren't dancing, they usually hang out at the cafe/juice bar venue downstairs, which changes every season. Each season's cafe has a completely different vibe... I think Dave's fits the Culture Shock vibe (season 2), since there's a lot more going on, and you could buy records and other cool stuff there as well as snacks and drinks, while Stevie's is more of a Hidalgo's type of place (season 3). And I'm not necessarily inspired by this show (since I only just found it recently) but I thought I'd mention this because I find it cool. I like looking for stuff that fits the vibe of my story, whether that's music, aesthetic mood boards, TV shows, movies, etc. One show that I've found is an old BBC show called "Waterloo Road." It's crazy... it's all about a struggling school in the UK that's full of rebel kids. It focuses a lot of the teachers and staff as well, which is an interesting direction to go. Aside from that, though, it feels similar to the story I'm trying to write myself... well, maybe not as crazy as that (people are dying and getting arrested constantly on that show), but still. Could explain why I've gotten so invested in the show already!

What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, and help readers grow as a person?

This is an interesting question... mostly because I don't know if I consciously thought of this while writing my main characters. My main character tends to go with the flow, you know? And so does the rest of her group, to an extent. That being said, they all clearly want something out of life, and they strive towards whatever that is (they're all really different and want different things). They are all students in their final year of high school, so one main goal is to get through the year and achieve the qualifications they need and prepare themselves for the next stage of life (whether that's university, getting a job/apprenticeship or whatever else). But they also want to be happy and have their lives figured out. At the stage of life that they are in, I feel like it's a common goal to kind of find yourself, you know? Learn who you are. In the first instalment of the series, that is the common goal for all the characters in the main crew. But there's also an underlying goal for Steph in particular... her storyline revolves around her former foster family conflict, particularly where it involves her late foster sister Melanie, and her tragic (and somewhat mysterious) death. I don't want to say what the goal is, because it's a huge spoiler. But it's a big deal, and it's an ongoing storyline throughout the series.

How many chapters is your story going to have?

I have no idea. I planned for it to have 20 chapters... it exceeded that limit ages ago. It'll take as long as it'll take.

Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

It is original! I don't know how I'm going to put it out, though. I've already posted some of it here (the series of dialogue that I've been doing. Almost done with that btw). I was planning to post some chapters/extracts of it here as well, just to get some feedback from my fellow writers/friends. But I was debating putting the full story either on Wattpad or self-publishing it. 'Cause I feel like I never use my Wattpad account... but I also want to make a real book out of this. I don't know what I'll do just yet.

When and why did you start writing?

I've been writing and making up stories forever, pretty much. I just like getting lost in a made-up world (which is probably why I love to read, too). If we're talking about this story, though - just over a year. I started when I was in a similar stage of life as the characters I was writing (sixth form, last years of secondary school education, sitting mock exams and feeling a ton of pressure), and it was a great way to relax and just de-stress and unwind.

Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of writeblr? What other writers on Tumblr do you follow?

Ooh, I follow a ton of great people... I was actually planning to post a proper list of recommendations. But here are some of my fave writers/mutuals on Tumblr (check these folks out if you haven't already!): @exquisitecrow - one of my first-ever followers! A really talented and underrated writer @thelavenderwriter - full of fun posts and prompts @gummybugg - one of my fave mutuals! Great writer, and a really cool person @jessicawestonauthor - another underrated person @clairelsonao3 - soooo good. Recently started getting into this person's work on ao3! @winterandwords - yet another cool person! Writes a lot of great stuff @jojomills - a really skilled poet @toribookworm22 - another really cool person... they always ask a lot of cool questions for writerblr asks, too @soph1333 - just a fun person. Posts prompts and stuff like that @mysticstarlightduck - ok everyone on this list is just a really cool person lol. This person is no exception. They write a lot of great stuff as well!

There we go! This took me so long to finish lol

I hope you guys enjoy this! This was really fun and interesting to do.

[ask-de-writer]

FIENDSHIP IS MAGIC  (Part 55 of ?)  

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FIENDSHIP IS MAGIC

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Making Fiends and Influencing Ponies

An Anthro *Tail* of the Mane Six

Part 55 of ? (Work in Progress)

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De Writer

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Kin was trotting up the street, pulling the snack cart behind her. She was having a bit of a stretch to keep up with the bouncing Pinkie Pie! The Royal Guardsponies at the door to the Police Station where the trials were being held were at the ready and, while one stayed to guard the door and cart, the others simply started grabbing boxes and assisting with the big urns of fresh coffee, Rom black tea and hot chocolate. Nobody was surprised that Pinkie had thought of the guardsponies as well as Tribunal.

As they were finishing the snack set up, Princess Luna interrupted to say, “Sis, this lovely mare is Kindred Spirit, the one that I told you about. Kin, this is my Sister Ruler of Equestria, Princess Celestia. If you would, please take a moment to look over the charges here. Have we covered everything?”

Kin took the offered copy of the sheets of charges and the current results. She glanced through them and handed them back. “No, your Highness, there is a charge that needs documentation and to be added to the lot.”

Twilight's eyebrows rose in question, “What have we overlooked?”

“Your Highness, look into extortion. They have been tapping the tills of at least sixty seven businesses for 'voluntary contributions' which guarantee Celestia's blessing. Failure to make the payments can result in anything from broken glass, robbery, or even arson. The Ponyville Police have never solved a single case where 'Celestia's blessing' was withdrawn.

“That is not surprising. The cases were all investigated by the same five officers presently included in this trial. They were also the Temple's muscle who did the damage.

“I would be happy to assist in the investigation of four such cases, particularly the arson case connected to Minty's Sewing and Tailoring.”

Twilight's mouth formed an O of surprise and she nodded to herself. Muttering, “Of course, you read minds,” she set to quick work with her pen and handed the sheet to a waiting officer.

Turning to Kin, she sipped some tea before asking, “I know that you can read minds, but usually don't. How did you come across this and why that specific case?”

“Simple, Your Highness. Minty came along with Pinkie Pie to help sew up costumes. She mentioned it and, because she was a friend, I looked a bit for the particulars of her business' fire. When I came here, I double checked with this assortment of sludge lumps. Their minds confirmed what I found from Minty and quite a lot more. I just told you what I learned.”

Celestia gazed thoughtfully at Kin and commented, “Kin reads minds? Somehow that was not in the reports that you gave me, Sis.”

Luna shrugged both wings and shoulders at the same time as she replied, “She almost never does it and then only with restraint. Compared to the other things that she does, it is the least important thing about her. Our State Secrets are safe and that is what matters. I will brief you fully after this trial is done.”

Luna paused to work her way through a strawberry mint cruller before asking, “I did not see income from the extortion in their books. How did they hide it or did they report it at all?”

Kin smiled, “They just bundled it into the collections from regular services.”

Tightcollar thumped the defendants table and snarled, “You can't that THAT VILE MARE'S word for anything! She was profiteering from the massive act of lewdness that we were trying to stop!”

Princess Twilight asked curiously, “Oh, how was the Carousel profiting from it?”

Officer Overmark returned snidely, “You really think that them costumes and all was free? They got to be cutting themselves a fat hog on them.”

It was Pinkie Pie who cut in, “Guess what, Officer Stinkbug? They aren't charging a single copper bit for any of it! I talked to Rarity about it and she isn't even claiming it as a loss on her taxes. Said that if she did, it would not be her charity any more. It would be the Principality's.”

“Then why bother? Ain't she got no business sense? Any trace of morality?”

Kin snorted, “Look who's talking! You steal other ponies' money and wreck their property. You drove Minty out of business and then bitch about her going into dancing for the money that she needed for rent and food after YOU destroyed her shop! You are the ones who don't have any trace of morality!”

Luna grinned, and there were fangs in her grin as she asked, “Fascinating. Officer Overmark. You are under a Bridge of Dream. Did you have any part in damaging any of Ponyville's businesses?”

He looked away, eyes gone shifty as he tried to figure a way to evade the very direct question. “Um, I, uh, wasn't there when them fires started.”

Kin cheerfully filled in, “His actual answer is yes, Your Highness. He left bottles of lamp oil with a long wick that had a candle burning on it. That gave him and the others a good half hour to be away before the fire got going.”

“You is putting words into my mouth! That ain't fair!”

“Fair? You ruined the businesses and livelihoods of ponies whose only desire was to be allowed to keep the bits that they earned. You call that fair?”

From over by the snack table, Pinkie Pie chimed in, “Yep. They do call that fair! They are totally wrong, but as long as they can steal nightshift snacks too, they call it fair!”

Twilight chuckled around a mouthful of chocolate topped and strawberry filled Bismark as she admonished, “Pinkie, I know that this proceeding is informal, but it is a trial. Please hold your interruptions to a minimum. Kin is in a unique position here due to her ability to read minds.”

Turning back to the no longer Officer Overmark, she asked directly, “Aside from putting words in your mouth, Mister Overmark, was what Kin said accurate? Is that how you were not there when the fires started? Before you consider a wordy dodge, only say yes or no.”

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more qjj livetweets but only on tumblr pt.4

|| so very many spoilers ||

im baaaack and im really actually not that funny but this is more of a reading log for my future self

nerd revolution!!!

like. hai liangyi’s end was awful. it was painful. but it’s objectively kind of funny to watch the students flip out because their nerd god died

domesticity

my instincts want me to say girlboss. my common sense says there’s OBVIOUSLY going to be something wrong with her when she ascends to power

someone told me shen zechuan is canonically horrendous at horseback riding, is that what this is about to be??

i see now that i was wrong

OKAY DING TAO I SEE YOU

li xiong,,,, baby what do you mean why are they bullying you, you’re a criminal

it’s like himbo to the nth degree

i never get sick of tactical prose, i really don’t

ngl ateez while reading this battle scene kinda hits

wow xiao fangxu im sure that’s not foreshadowing or anything. who could possibly be wolfish and also willing to lead libei. that’s crazy

falling asleep at a desk shouldn’t be as cute as it is

yao wenyu you say???? i wish i was surprised but i accidentally spoiled THAT storyline for myself

okay not to pull a sqq but,,,,, xcy kills very decisively,,,, that beheading tho

i sound insane but like the way the author describes his body tipping off the horse is art

xcy is NEVER beating the furry allegations

wait why is this luo mu fellow so interested in kong ling’s looks??? ‘,:| it's giving fruity

“earring” ooh, chapter title’s promising

A THOUSAND SERVANTS????

ah, yes, misogyny

hmmmm maybe not awful, just not as bright as szc, meaning he's going to be in hot water soon

my spidey senses are tingling and they say this man is going to die

“i can excuse murder but i draw the line at domestic abuse”

when szc smiles all i think of is death and destruction and maybe this makes me xcy but,,,, im not complaining

‘It was only then that Luo Mu understood that it was not just a front when Kong Ling said he was confident of success.’ szc is just That Good and i love that about him

OH MY GOD THE MILKKKKKKK

im dying thats so cute

THE LETTER SZC IS SO SMOOTH AND THEY ARE IN LOVEEE

you go ahead and try that strategy babe. i have full faith that you will die

so sexy of him

SO SEXY OF HIM

the threatening music,,, this scene is great but its so funny. want your enemies scared over afternoon tea? "alexa, play IC3PEAK"

I KNEW THEY WERE FRUITY

sbskskal 'breaking news: most dangerous man in the world still scared of being tattled on to his husband'

ji gang is such a dad i love him

the way that they're everything is so insane

CAUGHT RED HANDED

i always forget he's only twenty until he's literally hiding under the blankets to escape a scolding

oh boy everybody's in trouble now

they really are a found family huh

im crying laughing “A-Ye, I’m so hungry.” he is trying EVERYTHING

omg,,,,, in sickness and in health

and also FINALLY someones bringing up the kick

“Go on, keep acting cute with me. It’s futile, Shen Lanzhou. If you give yourself another stab the next time, I’ll die immediately in Libei. I won’t exist anymore, do you hear me?” this needs no words

[tchaikovskym]

Killing Eve review

Anyway, as I said earlier, I might do reviews so here is my go at Killing Eve (finished today)

Watched it because it was in my recs, also had seen smth about it on tumblr and gave it a go.

I usually don't like action and killing, but this show captivated me because it stayed away from the "the good guy kills to be honored" trope. Moreover, it's one of the rare shows with women as main protagonists so kudos to that. No male assassins! Only girlies!

I really enjoyed how women were NOT running around in bikinis killing people, but it was disgusting blood shedding as I can imagine killing must be.

I've thought of categories to rate shows, so let's start:

Captivation: 3/10. Was not invested in what's going on at all, watched it mostly in the background and thus I probably missed a bunch of stuff, but I just couldn't bring myself to sit through it and give it my full attention.

Blorboness aka how much do I care about characters: 4/10. The characters were well written, with well thought out personalities, but I just did not care about them. Sorry. They weren't shallow, but like... yeah... not for me!

Visuals: 10/10. Loved the scenery, loved how the colors looked, loved the outfits of characters, loved the camera angles, mmhhmmm yeah that was some good stuff

Soundtrack: 10/10. Loved the songs, loved how they were tied together with characters as if each one of them had a motif like in an opera or something. Discovered the dark eyes instrumental thanks to this show, so that's nice!

Humor: 7/10. It comes with the assassinations and death that makes a thing so absurd they are funny. It was my cup of tea. However, since I found it hard to relate to characters and the plot, it was sometimes weird.

Plot: 5/10. SPOILERS AHEAD! I usually hate stuff like "oh there are some important people that control things" and this show was exactly it. And at the end, we didn't even get to know what the 12 are. And while I did not expect a happy ending for Villanelle and Eve, the death at the end did not make any sense. I hear there was a book with happy ending though, but uh... yeah. Also the whole love story did not really captivate me, maybe because I'm a stick in the mud who just doesn't enjoy killer psychopaths, I don't know. However, kudos for there actually being plot instead of just reusing already made template and sticking their characters into it.

Message: 8/10. I believe every creative work carries a message about something the author wants to share, and for Killing Eve I believe it was about women, about the horrors, about the longing for normalcy, about sacrifice, about emotions, about the fragility of life and death, about it all, the darkness of it, and the normalcy of it. I cannot quite put it to words, but it was there. It was very good, however, I did not have any eye opening moments while watching it.

Overall score: 6.7

It really wasn't that bad, a good watch if you're into women and violence.

[beautifulpeaceangel]

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Update

Hello Little Star readers,

I hope this update finds you well. It's been a while since my last post, and I apologize for the delay. Life has been busy, but I am happy to report that I have been making progress on my writing projects.

Since my last update, I have completed a draft of my first novel and have begun the editing process. It's been a challenging but rewarding experience, and I can't wait to share more about it with you all.

I have also been working on some short stories and poems, and I am excited to announce that I have finally found a co-author who would work with me in all of my projects! This was a huge accomplishment for me and I am grateful for that certain person.

I want to thank all of you for your continued support and encouragement. It means so much to me to have this platform to share my writing with you. I am looking forward to sharing more updates and new content with you in the near future.

Take care and happy writing!

Sincerely,

Atheirlyz

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Welcome to my blog!

Welcome to Little Star, a personal writer's blog where I share my thoughts, experiences, and musings on the writing life.

If you're reading this, chances are you're a fellow writer or someone who loves literature and language. Whether you're a seasoned pro or just starting out on your writing journey, I hope you'll find something here that resonates with you.

My blog is a place for me to document my own personal growth as a writer and share what I've learned along the way. I'll be posting about everything from crafting compelling characters and plot twists to finding inspiration and motivation to keep writing.

I hope you'll join me on this journey and feel free to reach out and connect with me through the comments or on social media. I'm always looking for new writing friends and connections.

So grab a cup of tea and make yourself comfortable – I can't wait to see where this journey takes us!

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My #1 post of 2022

Welcome to my blog!

Welcome to Little Star, a personal writer's blog where I share my thoughts, experiences, and musings on the writing life.

If you're reading this, chances are you're a fellow writer or someone who loves literature and language. Whether you're a seasoned pro or just starting out on your writing journey, I hope you'll find something here that resonates with you.

My blog is a place for me to document my own personal growth as a writer and share what I've learned along the way. I'll be posting about everything from crafting compelling characters and plot twists to finding inspiration and motivation to keep writing.

I hope you'll join me on this journey and feel free to reach out and connect with me through the comments or on social media. I'm always looking for new writing friends and connections.

So grab a cup of tea and make yourself comfortable – I can't wait to see where this journey takes us!

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[archiveofourcrows]

Hey!

This is a double ask! First off, Love your recommendations!

Mauve, Blush , Fuchsia, Plum and Burgundy!

The ask: What's your go-to comfort andreil fic? or any soft andreil ?

thank you so much!!! all of those colors made me sob thank you 🧡🧡🧡🧡

now on to the fics, i have a slight problem wherein my comfort fics do not line up with soft andreil recs... they're all angst with a happy ending or hurt/comfort so here's comfort fics and my favorite soft andreil fics

comfort fics:

Notice by @exactly13percent

five times. by redblue

That One Time Neil Became A Court Witch by @jingerhead

A Quiet Self-Destruction by @fortheloveofexy

RED, RISE, RULE by andreil (@anddreil)

An Assassin’s Guide to Romance by @gluupor, @llheji

When the frost is in bloom by Silveriss

here and where you are by pentagrammed

made up of light and shade by freefall (@cubetoasty)

climb a mountain (hold his hand) by Bookdancer (@bookdancerfics)

curiosity killed the cat. by @idnis

What If I Fall? by Fortheloveofexy

the weight of his hand in his by Bookdancer

there is absolutely more, as there will always be because it really just depends on what i need/want to read in the moment and i'm constantly picking up new ones

fav soft andreil:

Took you long enough by @jostenlovesminyard

don’t rock the boat, dear by @poikas

Breathe by @jeni182

follow me into the dark by Ominous

let the sky rain down by moth_writes (@trenchcoat-moth)

the things that bring you to mind by o_vera_nalyzing

Just Another Typical Ranch Au by Rory_writes (@andrew-is-foxy)

Petal-Shaped Epiphanies by @willowbird

piece by shattered piece by @bishoprose

on quietness and the refuge found within it by @puddingcatbeans

All About Us by loveandwarandmagick

focal point by crystalcrow

my love is a planet revolving around your heart by earthworms

it's so sweet (knowing you love me) by uwereamazing (@declanrights (i think this is the right one sorry if not)

your love is such a mystery by uweramazing

like i already said there's a lot i'm missing that i used to reread a lot! maybe one day i'll do a "fics i need to get back to rereading" rec

[forjongseong]

quality time // jay (ENHYPEN)

pairing: jay x fem!reader (established relationship)

genre: smut, or suggestive? not a lot going on tbh! // warning: profanity at the end, other than that you're safe! also, Namjoon is Y/N's ex. // wc: ~1.3k

summary: you're on a date with your boyfriend, and you bump into your ex :/

author’s note: this is my 2nd jay fic I am posting on tumblr, I do hope you all like it! the upcoming titles for the jay fics in my masterlist are all based on songs, but (if it makes sense) they revolve around the same universe in this fic (as in, Y/N and Jay are in a relationship, and Namjoon is the ex). if you're also an ARMY and Joon is your bias too then congratulations?! LOL

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“I think it’s absolutely beautiful.”

Y/N flinched at the sound of her boyfriend’s voice that tickled her ear. She could have sworn Jay was still in another room. How did he get to her so fast?

“I see it,” Y/N tilted her head, trying to look at the painting from a new angle. “You spent quite some time in that room.”

“Yeah, guess who I bumped into,” Jay chuckled as he put both his hands in his pockets.

Before Y/N could answer, she noticed a figure walking towards them. He was smiling and awkwardly fixing the beanie he had on his head.

“Sorry I kept your boyfriend away for a while. We were discussing a particular sculpture,” Namjoon smiled apologetically.

No way, Y/N thought to herself. But of course, this is the art gallery.

“Oh, I’m glad he found someone to talk to, as I’m pretty much clueless about the arts,” Y/N instinctively took a step closer towards Jay. Jay just smiled back.

“First time seeing the exhibition?” Namjoon asked.

There was a slightly longer silence as neither Jay nor Y/N knew who Namjoon was actually talking to, but Jay took the initiative to answer.

“For me, no. For her, yes, I’m guessing?” Jay looked at Y/N to confirm. His eyes were asking something else.

Are you okay with this?

Y/N nodded. “I don’t go to museums unless someone asks me too.”

“Right,” Namjoon nodded, thinking he should have known. After all, he did ask her to go several times before. He then cleared his throat before checking his watch. “My free time is up. Gotta catch a meeting in an hour. See you around at the office?”

This time Y/N looked away and observed a painting on purpose, knowing that Jay should be the one answering.

“Of course,” Jay smiled, giving Namjoon a firm hybrid between a handshake and a fist bump.

Oh God, they’re both awkward. Y/N was mentally facepalming.

Once Y/N was sure Namjoon was out of the premises, her knees turned to jelly and she immediately grabbed a hold of Jay’s arm.

“You good?” Jay’s face immediately turned to worry.

Y/N shook her head. “I’m sorry I left you and walked ahead.”

Jay laughed. “Why would you be sorry?”

“If I stayed back you wouldn’t have to face him alone,” Y/N’s grip became tighter. “No one wants to face their partner’s ex.”

Jay shrugged. “It’s no big deal. I see him pretty often at the office too.”

Y/N was in shock. “You do?”

They both started walking towards the exit of the art gallery, Y/N’s hand still latched around Jay’s arm.

“Is there a reason why you’re so worried about me interacting with my own senior?” asked Jay. He squeezed Y/N’s hand for reassurance.

It was cloudy outside and Y/N took this as an opportunity to dodge the question.

“Tea time at my place?” She asked, turning to look at Jay.

Sighing, Jay nodded and let his girlfriend drag him to the parking lot.

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As they entered Y/N’s apartment, they both took off their jackets and while Jay headed to the kitchen, Y/N froze for a while staring at her phone before she headed to the bedroom.

“I’m gonna shower first,” said Y/N as she set her phone on the kitchen counter. Jay answered with a nod.

Once she was done, she was greeted with a hot cup of tea on the coffee table while Jay was sprawled on the sofa, already done with his drink.

“Sorry I took too long,” Y/N sat on the sofa while Jay pulled his legs to make room.

“So, are you still worrying over what happened earlier?”

Jay’s question really had to come out as Y/N took her first sip of tea, which was still piping hot, so she set her cup on the table and turned sideways to face Jay.

“Don’t you think it’s weird?” asked Y/N.

“What’s weird?”

“That you’re dating me. Or that Namjoon is my ex. I mean…”

Jay smirked and let out a chuckle, oblivious to how nervous Y/N was getting.

“Babe,” Jay scooted closer and took Y/N’s hand in his own. “You don’t have to worry about a thing.”

“Is my status making your relationship with him weird? Because if it is…”

“Then what?” asked Jay. He brought Y/N’s hand to his lips and kissed it. “If it is, then what would you do?”

Y/N realized she did not have an answer prepared. “I don’t know. I can cut him off. Not contact him at all. Ghost him. Whatever.”

“Wouldn’t that make it even weirder?” asked Jay nonchalantly as he started caressing Y/N’s cheek.

Y/N frowned. “You’re right. I’m making a big deal out of this, aren’t I? It’s not like you and Namjoon are best friends.”

Jay nodded. “If your ex was Heeseung, then that would be a problem.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and smacked Jay’s hand away playfully. Jay laughed out loud. Ever since he found out Y/N used to have a big fat crush on Heeseung for the shortest period, he had never let it go.

“Promise me you’ll tell me if you feel uncomfortable?” Y/N turned to look Jay in the eyes again. Jay nodded.

“I thought you don’t do promises?”

“Ever since I met you, a lot has changed.”

“For the better, I hope?” Jay leaned in, closing in the gap between their faces.

Y/N answered with a kiss which Jay happily reciprocated. The kiss was chaste, at first, but as Jay’s arms snaked around Y/N’s waist, their kisses became fervent. She climbed on top of him without breaking any contact while his grip on her tightened. As they continued to make out, Y/N’s hand roamed over Jay’s chest as the other finds its way up to the locks of his jet black hair. Jay adjusted his position, causing friction, and Y/N moaned into his mouth.

Hastily breaking off the kiss, Jay cupped Y/N’s face in his hands. “Wanna take this to the bedroom?”

Y/N shook her head without missing a beat. “Do me here.”

At that, Jay carefully laid Y/N on the couch, his handling careful and his touches soft. As his mouth travels down Y/N’s chin, neck, breasts, and all the way down to her thighs, Y/N noticed the sun setting outside through the window. When she felt the familiar warmth in between her legs, she closed her eyes.

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Y/N woke up to the brightness of the phone screen in Jay’s hands. They were on the floor, their clothes and the sun long gone. Jay’s hand stopped rubbing circles along her back when he noticed her move.

“Good nap, babe?” He asked, putting his phone away and pulling in Y/N for a kiss. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”

“What time is it?” Y/N tried to get up, but one of her arm is still asleep. Jay sat up with her holding her in check.

“Almost 9pm,” Jay tucked a strand of hair behind Y/N’s ear and noticed all the marks around her neck and breasts. “Oh shit. You’re gonna have to cover up tomorrow. Sorry.”

Y/N took a quick glance down her body and shrugged. “What if I want to flaunt it?”

The tone in her voice and her glowing confidence inadvertently made Jay shiver.

“Fuck, please don’t make me hard again, I have zero energy right now,” Jay was practically pleading. Y/N let out a soft laugh.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to do anything,” Y/N pushed Jay’s hair back and gently nudged him to lie back down. “After the really good fuck you just gave me, it’s only fair for me to pay you back.”

Jay snickered as he covered his face with his arm, clearly embarrassed, while Y/N hovered over him and planted kisses all over his face before making her way down.

-END-

© forjongseong 2022, all rights reserved

reblogs and feedback would be much appreciated!

[kpoptrashlord-007]

Advice On Gaining Notes

Just wanna share a bit of advice to any writers that happen upon this...

Tags are the most important way to get your work out to viewers!

More people will find your fics if you use tags that people are searching for. Take a look at the top fics within the fandom you plan to write for and see what tags they are using and do something similar. 

My suggestion would be to add the pairings (such as idol/character x reader/oc, show/band x reader/oc) as well as the genre (idol/band/character/show genre).

When I look up fics, I very specifically look up these types of tags:

“ateez fluff” , “changbin x oc” , “hxh x reader” , “billy hargrove smut” , etc 

Broad tags like “kpop x reader” , “yandere au” , “anime angst” are a good idea, too, and tags such as “skz reactions” , “kny series” , “kdrama oneshot” allow readers to search for the specific format they want to read.

type in different tags and see what Tumblr recommends as “popular”

Others might be different in what they search, but in general I’ve found that when a fic doesn’t have these types of tags, they get less notes because less people are finding them. 

As a side note, put the most important tags first (within the first 5) and also include alternate spellings / names for the people you’re writing for within the first 30 tags. 

Final notes that might help...

Many people (myself included) skip over fics that are blatantly not meant to be in the tag they’re looking for. 

i.e, please don’t tag BTS in your EXO fic, or Chisaki Kai in your Dabi-centric fic. Tumblr isn’t like AO3 - tag the main lead / relationship, not the other main characters that feature in the fic. 

People search for both Seventeen and SVT so why not use both? Some people look up stage names while others use the idol’s real name. You have plenty of space so test out different tags and see if it helps.

While not necessary, creating a blurb at the top of your fic that includes the summary, word count, genre, pairing, and any warnings will let people know at a glance if it’s a fic they’d be interested in reading. 

Clearly state when a fic contains dark content - it’s kinda fucked up to spring it on people without warning. It isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. Please be mindful of others. 

Lastly, please please please use a read more! if your fic is longer than 500 words, or if it contains sensitive and/or explicit content (including triggers!). It’s the courteous thing to do, and might stop you from being blocked as some people will block authors that clog up a tag.

Some people will argue that smut and yandere fics shouldn’t be tagged under the general/broad tags (such as “miranda lawson” , “mcu” , “loona”). It’s up to you if you choose to add them to your fics. 

IMO it’s fine, as people who don’t want to see such fics can use the in-built filter to optimise their online experience. But that also means you have to add tags such as “yandere vaas” , “smut” , “mafia au”. That way the filter will pick the fic up and hide it from those who don’t wish to see it!

I assume these tips work for member x member or character x character stories too! But I don’t read/write those types of fics very often so I’m not 100% sure how best to tag them!

Feel free to add onto this as I probably forgot something! 

[yuueee]

𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 fire lord! zuko x fire lady! reader

authors note: Firstly I just want to apologize for the hiatus, I want to be more active from now on! I’m starting finals next week so I’ll thankfully be done with this semester soon and will also have more time to write. Anyways I hope you enjoy!! I also want to apologize if Zuko is ooc here.

requests:

First of all, your tumblr looks sooooo cool! I’m looking forward to reading all of your future work! Imagine this: Zuko is annoyed by people constantly asking him about a future heir, but when one day his friends also start to ask, and even his uncle and his own mother join the baby fever train, it’s too much for him so he complains about it to his wife who only reassures him with her lovely self and her understanding smiles, not telling him yet that she is in fact pregnant. What do you think ?

Can you write an imagine with zuko who is clearly, utterly and soooo obviously in love with the reader (outgoing, courageous, loving) and maybe with the prompt “So you...well...I mean...I could give you a massage?” Thank you a lot! ^^

As the current Fire Lord and Lady, it wasn’t uncommon for the citizens of the Fire Nation to be deeply invested in your relationship - it was to be expected especially due to the uncommon nature of your union. What you weren’t expecting were Zuko’s close friends and relatives being wrapped up in your business as well. Being outside of team avatar, you were naturally more welcoming to his friend's constant questioning, but Zuko on the other hand was not. He couldn’t understand why they cared so much all of the sudden. They hadn’t been as interested when he was in a relationship with Mai - so why did they care so much now?

It wasn’t as if you weren’t getting along with his friends or family - you got along with them quite well and were very loved by them in fact. Outside of them though, you weren’t always as welcomed, unfortunately, the Fire Nation was still coming to terms with having the daughter of an Earth Kingdom General as their Fire Lady. The arranged marriage was put in place to solve several different ‘problems’. After Zuko broke up with Mai several years ago, he hadn’t begun dating anyone else due to being so busy but he’d eventually be expected to have an heir in the next coming years.

Although they had gotten better, tensions among the Earth Kingdom Colonies were still high and both sides were having difficulty keeping them under control. Eventually, an agreement was made for the daughter of a high-ranking Earth Kingdom General to marry Zuko - that daughter being yourself. Arranged marriages certainly weren’t unheard of in either nation - but a union of this sort was definitely unique.

Though he certainly wasn’t thrilled about it, Zuko understood that it was for the good of the people - and it wasn’t like there was anything he could do about it anyway. Even with his position as the recently crowned Fire Lord there still wasn’t much he could do.

On the other hand, you understandably had some issues coming to terms with your new situation at first. Despite being known by those around you as friendly and just a joy, in general, to be around - the woman Zuko had first met was quite the opposite. He could recall it like it was yesterday. Though it was awkward and stressful at the time, he now considered it to be the best day of his life.

“She’s in there.” A female servant whispered to the young man quietly, as if she didn’t want to speak loud enough for you to hear from your place at the balcony.

“Thanks,” he replied with a soft smile, bidding the elderly woman goodbye as she shuffled down the hallway. Turning towards you he was faced with a warm tropical breeze. His advisors had arranged for the two of you to meet a couple of weeks before that dreaded day, and for some reason, they thought Ember Island was the appropriate place. A combination of anxiety and general distaste for being on the island was causing him to be quite stressed - which led him to be more awkward than usual.

“Um, hello?” he spoke up faintly, as if not to startle you. He was sure you heard him come in, but you hadn’t turned around since he entered the small room. You stood several feet away with your hands placed on the railing, your [hair-texture] locks sifting gently with each gust of wind along with your predominantly red clothing. It was against what you had wanted to wear that day but it didn’t seem as if you had much a say in anything going on in your life recently.

You understood that doing this would be for the greater good of the Earth Kingdom and that your situation could technically be worse. You could have been married off to some old creep - but if you were being honest with yourself being married to the Fire Lord sounded just as bad. As you turned around though, you were surprised at the face you were met with.

He had a much younger face than you had expected, but the slight hollowness of his cheeks and the worry lines on his forehead told you that he had experienced things beyond his years. He also happened to be quite handsome - not that you wanted to admit it though. You had been bent on hating him ever since your father told you who you’d be wedding.

He was the leader of the Fire Nation, of course, you would hate him! The country that has had a century-long reign of terror on the world - and now you found yourself engaged to their leader. What had you done so wrong in your life to deserve this?

As much as you wanted to plan on running away the first chance you got, you knew deep inside that it would only cause tensions to increase and more issues to arise. You wanted the best for the residents of the Earth Kingdom, so you agreed to go through with it, but did so resentfully - which you had every right to feel that way.

But as you glared up at the young male next to you and tried to keep your attention off of the scar over his left eye - you couldn’t help but wonder what if this was the man who joined the avatar in defeating the Fire Lord? He wasn’t what you expected at all. Standing in full armor with his hair holding the fire nation insignia in a top knot - he looked awkward and out of place. You almost felt bad for him - keyword is almost.

“What do you need Fire Lord?” you questioned him, turning your gaze back to the rushing waters of the ocean.

“Um,” he faltered slightly, probably not anticipating your response. “I just wanted to introduce myself-“

“I know who you are.” you brushed him off, turning around and walking towards him - grabbing his collar and pulling him to your height. “We might be getting married but if you think for a second I will ever be nice to you, you are sadly mistaken.” you hissed at him before letting him go and walking out of the door.

Zuko couldn’t recall how long he stood there watching your form leave, all he remembered was standing there like an idiot with a red face. He hadn’t expected you to like him of course but he surely wasn’t expecting that.

As he reminisced on memories long ago while sipping his Uncle’s tea, he couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his features. As stated earlier, It may have been an unpleasant memory back then but now he considered the day he met you to be the best day of his life. Though your relationship had surely faired through many complications for a while in the beginning - surprisingly, you became fond of Zuko over the years.

It was certainly a long time coming but that strange friendship you two shared eventually evolved into love against all odds. That didn’t mean you weren’t constantly giving him an ear full (as you should tbh) your first months together. But as time progressed and you learned that he may not have been the evil prince that you had heard so much about, at least not anymore.

He wasn’t that same angsty teenager he had been years ago looking for the avatar, he was now a young adult growing quite well into the position of the Fire Lord - which was no easy feat. Taking another sip of tea, he watched his Uncle and Mother come to take a seat with him.

“How is it, Nephew?” His Uncle asked with a mischievous grin and a raise of two bushy eyebrows - albeit already knowing the answer.

“It’s great as always Uncle,” Zuko responded with a small smile, his Uncle's expression making him just a bit concerned, causing his Mother to chuckle. Though she had gained a few wrinkles over the past couple of years, she was still as radiant as she had been in her youth. She was also much happier being able to live with the family she had been apart from for many years without fearing Ozai’s intervention. It came with a price though - it seemed as if her relationship with her estranged daughter who was now on the run would never be resolved. She never lost hope though.

“Zuko,” his mother began speaking, catching the young Fire Lord’s attention with a raise of his eyebrows. “When are you going to give me a grandchild?” She asked teasingly, eager to see his reaction. In turn, her son had barely kept himself from spitting out the mouthful of tea.

“Why do you ask that?” He choked out in between a series of coughs with Iroh patting his back gently.

“You haven’t?” She asked in between chuckles, noticing how her son got bewildered at the mention of having children of his own. “You know you’ll eventually have to have an heir at some point right?”

“It’s not that I haven’t thought about it... but Y/N and I are just really busy.” He thought aloud, wishing he could run a hand through his hair - but was unable to since it was pinned in a top knot.

“Zuko, you never know when you’ll get this time of peace again. What better time to raise a child?” Iroh reassured, wiggling his eyebrows. Letting out a groan, the young Fire Lord attempted to mentally prepare himself to go through this same conversation every time he visited his family.

Over the next couple of weeks, the constant badgering he received from his friends and close relatives started to frustrate him further, so who could he turn to? You of course.

Being married for several years now, you were more than used to Zuko’s rants, so you simply just reclined on the bed with an eyebrow raised as he paced back and forth.

“I don’t get it! Why is everyone so concerned about when we’re going to have a child or not?” He questioned seemingly no one as you attempted to keep your face from contorting into a smile. It wasn’t as if you didn’t understand his frustrations, it was just funny to watch, especially since you were already pregnant.

You were surprised that he hadn’t noticed honestly, with you staying in for the past few days due to feeling sick. Who could blame him though? It wasn’t as if he wasn’t attentive and loving as a husband, he was extremely busy as of recent-and also just dense at times. After noticing his silence for a few moments as he looked over the balcony, you decided that maybe this could be the perfect time to tell him.

Getting up and sneaking behind him, you snaked your arms around his waist and turned so you could see his face. He let out an audible sigh of what sounded like relief before returning your smile and your hug.

“You want a head massage?” You questioned pulling away, wiggling your fingers playfully.

“Please.”

For the past couple of years, Zuko had been letting his hair grow out so now it rested around his shoulders.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” You started tentatively, but as usual, he was too caught up in the sensation of your fingers raking across his scalp to entirely understand what you were saying, so he just nodded in response. “I’m pregnant.” You stated plainly, ceasing your scratching. Not getting a response for a few moments, you turned to face him with a worried expression.

Much to your surprise he was grinning up at you and placed a warm hand on your cheek. “Really?”

“Yes. I’m sorry it took me so long to tell y-“ you were abruptly cut off by him pulling you into another hug and placing a kiss on the crown of your head. “So you’re happy about it?”

“Couldn’t be happier.” He responded sincerely, leaning into your shoulder so you couldn’t see the redness on his cheeks.

Maybe your family and friends would finally leave the two of you alone now?

taglist: @practicallylivesonline @chewymoustachio

[2jaeh]

FREAKS THE PREQUEL : TAEYONG X TEN X READER 

genre: smut, humor

warnings: poly themes, alcohol, some drug use, threesome, oral M and F receiving, semi-public, fxm, mxm, just a lot of smut related tags tbh

word count : 11,8 K 

AUTHOR SIN

Everyone had heard of you but where did the story begin ?

This is the prequel to FREAKS (Jaehyun x reader) a story of why the entire campus were almost certain that you Taeyong and Ten were in a poly affair. 

A/N: before anyone asks I will be doing a part two of Freaks w Jaehyun, I needed to get this part out first! Also commissions are open on my fiverr and let me know in my inbox what you think of this series! 

0. Prequel 

1. Freaks pt 1 

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You always wondered what it was like to fit in. Whether people rarely stared, that It didn’t matter what music you listened to or how you dressed as long as you followed the quota you were good. But four months into university made you quickly realise that it wasn’t easy making friends as people made it out to be. Being in the art department, you took notice of a few people that met your requirements but after an exchange or two the conversation fell flat and it would feel like you were back to square one.

You sat your sketchbook down on the wooden table situated at the back of the fine arts classroom and slumped into the chair waiting for class to begin. Your eyes watched every person that sauntered through those indigo doors. Hippies, wannabe tattoo artists, rich kids who took art just to prove they’re cultured, and the ones who weren’t worth remembering.

“Today we will explore life drawings so pull out the items I asked you to collect and partner up with the person seated next to you” your lecturer clapped his hands as the classroom filled with shuffling of seats and small greetings.

You turned to your left and noticed a black haired boy with a mullet cut passed out on the desk. You had seen him at a few parties but you’ve only exchanged less than a sentence with him.

Grabbing your pencil you poked his exposed arm until he groaned and stretched his arms out in front of him yawning, “Are we done already ?”

“We just started, and were partners” you faked a smile and shifted your desk closer to him.

“Oh shit sorry, you’re y/n right ?” He asked, his voice was soft and friendly. His cat-like eyes blinked cutely as he adjusted his loose shirt and turned his body to face you, “you were at Jungwoo’s party last week.”

“Oh yeah I was” you chuckled scratching the back of your head, “You…are Ten Lee, I remember your strip club design project. It was pretty awesome”

Ten’s eyes lit up at your words and you felt a sense of warmth emanating from him. It felt genuine unlike most people on this campus and you couldn’t believe it took you this long to even talk to him.

“I tend to see how far I can go before the faculty calls my parents in” he snickered and began pulling out his drawing equipment from his overly decorated tote bag. You mimicked his actions and in turn pulled out the items your lecturer had asked you to collect. Personal trinkets he said, three items that you think represented you.

You looked around at the nearby desks and noticed a lot of the same items placed on everyone's desk. Candles, AirPods, tea boxes, vinyls and anything else you would find on ‘art hoe Tumblr 101’. You annoyingly rolled your eyes as you looked down at your own equipment.

A rusty old key you had found in your room, the cigarette butt of the last one you smoked since you’d quit, and of course the grand finale, an anime figurine of a woman with boobs bigger than her head. Perfect.

“Hentai is…..your identifier ?” Ten stifled his laughter as he grabbed the figurine from your desk and closely examined her clothing, or lack thereof.

“I actually stole that from the store my ex worked at but yeah we can go with that, what is yours ?”

You watched Ten remove the items from his bag and your eyes widened at one item in particular, “dude is that a vibrator ?” You questioned and Ten grinned, holding up the palm sized gadget and switched it on briefly before turning it off and flinging it on his desk, “yeah I identify strongly with it” he shrugged.

“How exactly?” You quizzed him as the boy, still poker faced, played with the rings on his fingers.

“Vibrators pleasure people, and I do the same, there's no lore to it y/n”

“Good to know I guess” you pressed your lips together and you felt Ten tug on your arm until his lips were against your ear,

“You wanna skip and try it out in the bathroom ?”

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You had no idea what the fuck was going on but within minutes you and Ten were walking down the hall to the nearest bathroom after he explained to the lecturer that the two of you had to hand in a business assignment a couple doors down. Ten pulled you into the girls bathroom and looked under each stall until he realised you two were the only ones in here.

“What the fuck is happening right now” you walked hand in hand with him into the last stall and leaned against the cold tiled wall.

“You about to get one of the best orgasms ever that's what” Ten bit down on his lip cheekily and found the slit of your floral skirt and pushed it to the side, revealing your black laced panties on full display for him.

As Ten’s fingers slowly began making its way to your core you smacked his hand, causing him to look up with wide eyes, “What ?”

“At least kiss me first, how am I supposed to get in the…mood?” Ten chuckled at your words and raised his hands amusingly, “Okay Okay I didn’t think this would be a whole ordeal”

You rolled your eyes and pulled Ten by his neck into a deep kiss that actually surprised the both of you. Each side was filled with lust as your tongue moved against his and fought for dominance. Ten pressed his body against you roughly, earning a moan from both of you once you felt your bodies connect in the most passionate way. Kissing him was different, It completely changed the way you looked and felt about him. He went from being the cute cat boy in your class to probably one of the sexiest people you had ever met. Ten roughly bit your lip and smirked into the kiss when he felt your nails dig into his shoulder. He quickly used the opportunity to slip his hands in-between your legs which you politely parted for him and ran a finger over your core.

“Oh shit” you breathed against his lips as he moved the material out of the way and slipped his finger inside with ease. His finger moved slowly in and out of you while his lips were still attached to yours not missing a second of that mouth-watering kiss. You had no idea when his finger was replaced with the vibrator but the sensation made you break away from the kiss and throw your head back in ecstasy, not knowing when was the last time you even felt like this. The combination of Ten’s wet kisses on your neck and the vibrator completely destroying you, it was happening. The orgasm of the fucking century was approaching. You would like to believe that you were only at your breaking point because you hadn’t hooked up with anyone in a while not because Ten was this good. But he was. He was fucking amazing and this was just a taste, just an introduction to him.

Ten increased the speed of the vibrator until your legs were shaking and clasped his hand over your mouth to prevent the whole department from hearing you coming undone.

“Fuck..” You sighed, holding onto his shoulders for support as you tried catching your breath, “yeah the whole pleasure analogy between you and the vibrator….I get it.”

“Glad to be of service” Ten stuck his tongue in his cheek and began neatening his outfit before hooking arms with you and walking out of the bathroom. You already had no intention of going back to class anytime soon so the two of you ended up wandering the halls of the pristine campus, hoping the day would pass away.

“Y/n” you heard a voice call from behind you, not your favourite voice in the world.

“Fuck” you sighed and turned around, watching the tall black haired man make his way over to you. You watched a cocky smile spread across his face as he came over, his tall frame standing over you and Ten.

“What do you want Jinyoung ?” you asked, raising your eyebrow at him and folded your arms.

The boy bit down on his lip and moved his hair out of his face, “I just came to say hi y/n do you have to be so rude ?” He scoffed and raised his eyebrow at Ten, “got a new boy toy ?”

“What Ten and I do is honestly none of your business” you responded coldly, Ten immediately putting two and two together and stifled a laughter before smiling up at Jinyoung,

“Oh you’re the ex boyfriend ? Is this the one who finishes in 10 seconds ?” Tens words caught you off guard causing you to let out a chuckle and Jinyoung to shift uncomfortably in his spot. He tried his best to stay composed but his red ears told a different story.

“That’s probably someone else, you know she’s been around the block” he licked his lips and folded his arms across his chest.

“Anyway do you want something ? We gotta go back to class” you rolled your eyes and rested your head on Tens shoulder.

“Come out with me tonight, you know I always get guestlist to varsity parties” Jinyoung said and Ten waved his hand in front of his face startling Jinyoung, “I have plans with her, so maybe next time” Ten pulled you down the hall before Jinyoung could get in another word. You couldn’t help but turn back and take in his dumbstruck frame as the two of you furthered away from him and headed back to class.

“We have plans ?” You asked as the two of you slipped back into your seats and Ten propped his legs up on the table and leaned back,

“Yeah there’s a party at that guy Wooyoung's place tonight and we’re going” Ten stretched his arms above his head, “wear something sexy so I’m not standing out.”

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Of Course listening to Tens words and knowing the kind of closet you were working with it wasn’t that hard to not stand out. You opted for a cute little baby blue mini dress that was tight enough to show off your curves and a pair of holographic combat boots. Your favourite part was always getting to match your eye make up to your outfit. Drawing on an intricate design that accentuated your big round eyes almost made you doll-like.

You retrieved your phone and noticed you received a text from Ten, who had already updated an outfit pic on story. A very low buttoned down black shirt and black shiny pants that had a fucking garter around his leg ?

Yeah he was hot and the both of you knew it.

You grabbed the last of your things and made your way downstairs to Ten who was waiting at the dorm house entrance. Unconsciously biting on your lip you were welcomed by his slender figure posted up against the fence with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He looked straight out of a movie.

“God finally….holy shit you look hot!” He whistled and pulled you into a tight hug before pulling you into a kiss and grabbed your waist. The kiss was indeed surprising even though earlier that day he was practically fucking your brains out.

His lips were soft and sweet, laced with a hint of the menthol cigarette from earlier. Ten finally pulled away and he gave your ass a cheeky squeeze before handing you his half burnt cigarette,

“Let’s have a wild fucking night then shall we ?”

Taking the cigarette from him you took a drag and blew the smoke up into the air forgetting about your sobriety and watched it disappear in the night sky, “let’s go.”

The night was cold but quite a few people were all over the residence roads, making their way to various parties or down to the bars where the rowdiness had already begun.

“Shit I really should’ve brought something to pre drink” Ten sighed and pulled out his phone.

“Who are you texting ?” You asked, trying to match his quick footsteps as yall began nearing the busy part of the street.

“Yuta, you know that tattoo guy ? He always has a bottle on him” Ten explained as you followed him into a narrow corner and saw a group of people gathered at the steps of the building.   You noticed a few people from your department hanging around but the most noticeable person was in fact Yuta Nakamoto. His long black hair, pierced ears and tatted up body was hard to miss. You got a tattoo from him once and it almost ended with him making out with you on his work desk.

But that was a story both of you agreed to forget.

“Ten and y/n, weird combination but I’m not really surprised, what’s up ?” Yuta grinned and handed Ten the bottle of vodka while pulling you into a quick hug.

“Yeah it’s called matching each other’s energy” Ten winked at you and took a shot of vodka straight out of the bottle before handing it to you. You eyed the clear bottle up and down knowing your kidneys were screaming at you right now but fuck you hated walking into a party without a slight buzz going. You took the bottle and took a shot before wincing at the bitter taste and the fiery sensation that was now running down your throat. “You ready ?” Ten grinned holding out his hand and you placed your hand in his, nodding a thank you to Yuta and his friends before entering the chaotic party.

There were people of all kinds inside. Some from your department, some from God knows where. All you could see were lingering eyes on you and Ten as you stepped inside. Some people made it obvious that they were staring, hoping that maybe you’d strike up a conversation with them. Others just peeked and gossiped amongst their friends as they stared at the outfits that you and Ten adorned.

“What else do you expect from people who sleep around with drug dealers” you and Ten overheard a girl say as the two of you made your way over the kitchen for drinks.

“Drug Dealers ? Geez that’s the first” Ten scoffed and sifted for a cider in the cooler.

“None of that bothers you does it ?” You smiled, intrigued as the cat-eyed boy barely noticed a few people checking him out from behind the counter.

Ten handed you a drink and leaned up against the counter taking a sip of the cold liquid before shrugging,

“Why should I let it bother me ? It’s not like their lives are interesting that I want to fit in with them, I mean their lives revolve around talking shit about me” Ten giggled and took another sip of his drink.

His confidence was extremely attractive and his words resonated with you. It made you wonder if maybe you thought too much about it at times even though you didn’t care to conform to society norms of an average varsity student. Hanging out with Ten for just one day already gave you more life, more energy than anyone prior in your university. Ten wasn’t hesitant to show you that he felt the same way either. To him it was fate that he had sat next to you earlier today because he finally found someone worth keeping his attention.

“There’s something about you y/n I just feel like we get each other” he scratched his head and looked over at you, “it’s so easy just hanging out with you without feeling so fucking drained.”

“I feel the exact same way, like don’t get me wrong I like hanging out with the likes of Yuta and that guy Hendery in our class, but it’s different with you”  You grabbed Tens hand and he squeezed your hand tightly,

“Here’s to tolerating only each other.”

You and Ten toasted and downed the last of the cider before heading to the dance floor filled with people who either despised you or wanted to be you.

As the two of you danced it felt like the room was moving in slow motion, the mixture of the smoke filled room to the loud music and alcohol in your system made you feel euphoric. As you danced the night away, you had no idea when you and Ten had separated on the dance floor but a sudden tug on your arm snapped you out of your daydream to face a harsh reality.

Jinyoung.

“Please leave me alone” you groaned as he wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his mouth against your ear,

“Baby I’m sorry when are we going to put all that shit behind us ?” He groaned, slipping his hands to your sides and squeezed gently.

“You cheated on me asshole did you forget ?” You shrugged out of his grip and pushed by the bodies of people trying to make your way to the backyard for fresh air.

The small garden was filled with people having intimate conversations and someone throwing up in a bush at the back. Normal house party shenanigans.

You rolled your eyes when you noticed Jinyoung had followed you out already trying to put his hands on you once again. “Would you stop ? Why don’t you run after the girl you had in your bed when we were together” you spat and headed for a bench.

“You know what, keep resisting, that’s why your ass is sitting here alone” Jinyoung retorted and pushed his way back into the party.

You groaned and sat on the empty seat far away from the party, finally able to hear yourself think and breath in fresh air. You were about to slip back into a calmer state when you felt someone drop in the seat next to you and as your thoughts expected it was Jinyoung, it ended up being a boy you had never seen before.

“Hi, sorry I didn’t mean to startle you” the boy said, his big round eyes sparkled under the night sky. His body was petite like Ten but he was broader in the shoulder department and had the most innocent face you’d ever seen.

“Oh it’s not a problem” you replied, still taking in his striking features. The boy brought a small metal flask to his lips and took a shot before offering the drink to you,

“It’s tequila” he smiled and you mouthed a thank you before shooting back a bit of the drink and handed it back to him.

“I’m y/n….I haven’t seen you around before” you quizzed as the boy set down his flask and ran his fingers through his blonde hair.

“I’m Taeyong, I’m actually new here” he replied and wet his lips with his tongue, “I’ll start in the art and design department on Monday.”

“I’m in that department, well welcome to hell” you grinned and held out your hand. Taeyong grinned and took your hand in his and gave you a firm handshake before scooting closer. As much as you convinced yourself he had the most adorable and innocent face you’d ever seen, there was a hint of mischief in his eyes.

“I just came here to get drunk and get laid but like everyone’s looking at me weird” Taeyong goofily laughed and you joined in, “can’t help you there, I’ve been in that position for a few months now” Taeyongs eyebrows raised at your words and jumped to his feet, holding out his hand for you to take,

“We both have nothing better to do so let’s get wasted.”

You and Taeyong set up a couple shots and downed everything in one go, not bothering about anyone around you or what they had to say. Taeyong was hilarious, his face was animated as he talked which made you laugh, something about him drew you in like a moth to a flame.

The two of you went from casual talk to dancing together and you didn’t mind the closeness, especially when he danced so fucking well against your body. You had no idea when it happened but Taeyong had spun you to face him while the two of you danced and your bodies were practically merged together as Taeyongs lips inched closer and closer until you felt him practically getting dragged away.

“Yo what the fuck man” Taeyong shouted as Jinyoung had a fist full of Taeyongs shirt and escorted him outside. A few people pushed past you to see the commotion before you processed what the hell had just happened.

Making your way through the curious crowd you watched as Taeyong and Jinyoung squared up in the middle of the garden for everyone to see.

“What the hell are you doing with my girl, man ?” Jinyoung shoved Taeyong who stumbled back, the alcohol not helping his balance in any way. You rushed toward them as Taeyong found his footing and pushed Jinyoung right back, he was definitely way stronger than he looked.

“Jinyoung I’m not your girl you moron” you snapped and tried to stand in front of Taeyong before things got any worse.

Jinyoung scoffed and took a step forward, challenging you but you stood your ground even though your head was spinning from the amount of alcohol in your system.

“You’re defending this nobody ? Y/n you’ve really hit rock bottom now haven’t you ?” Jinyoung said, loud enough for every person to hear. This was one of his traits that you hated most.

Gaslighting.

When Jinyoung knew he had lost you it resulted in insults, manipulation, making you feel like you needed him more than he needed you. But it never worked and it drove him insane.

“Hey it’s not her fault she decided to drop the dead weight in her life” Taeyong shrugged and took a step forward, “don’t worry I’ll make sure she gets satisfied in any way she wants.”

Before you could even respond Jinyoung swung at Taeyong, hitting him right in the jaw before two other men stepped in and held him back. You rushed over to check on Taeyong who instead of showing signs of anger or pain, was laughing.

Laughing with a bruise on the side of his jaw, unphased by what had just happened. Jinyoung muttered curses as the guys dragged him away from the garden and the crowds of people finally dispersed, unsatisfied with the lackluster of the fight.

“Are you okay ?” You sighed helping him up and took him to the side of the house where it was more secluded from the public. You shone your phone light to get a better look at his bruise and Taeyong winced at both the sudden light and the throb from the hit.

“I’m fine I’m fine, it’s really okay” he chuckled and leaned against the wall pulling you with until you were inches away from his face.

You had no idea why, especially considering you just saw him get hit in the face, you leaned in to kiss him. Whether it be the alcohol or the adrenaline from the fight you just found Taeyong to be so goddamn hot in this moment. Taeyong moaned into the kiss as he slipped his tongue into your mouth and massaged circles on your lower back. Your lips moved against his slowly and passionately, smirking into the kiss when he bit down on your lip cheekily.

“God there you are”

Your kiss quickly broke when you heard the high tone of Tens voice and he made his way over to you and Taeyong.

“What the hell happened, I heard that idiot Jinyoung was harassing you again and-“ Tens eyes turned to Taeyong against the wall and pointed to him with his index finger, “who the heck is this ?”

“Uh this is Taeyong, he helped me with the Jinyoung issue” you scratched your head and Taeyong half waved at Ten before clutching his jaw.

“Uhm okay” Ten pressed his lips together, “let’s go back to my dorm I’ve had enough of these Neanderthals...Taeyong you can come too.”

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The three of you finally arrived at Ten’s dorm in silence. You and Taeyong shifted awkwardly in the middle of Ten’s bedroom, not knowing exactly what to do. Looking around you noticed Ten had an eye for interior design. His furniture was quite outlandish for a dorm room yet it was surprisingly homey.

“God please sit or do something you guys are making me uncomfortable” Ten groaned, kicking off his boots and discarding his shirt. Taeyong opted for the office chair near Ten’s desk and you took a seat at the very edge of Ten’s single sleeper while he lay on his back next to you on his phone.

“You guys like sushi ? I'm feeling for sushi” Ten hummed scrolling through a food ordering app completely oblivious to the awkwardness that still sat in the room.

“Sushis good” you nodded,

“Yeah I don't mind either” Taeyong added but winced when he felt the sharp, still very prominent pain in his jaw.

“Ten you got an ice pack or something ?” You sighed, jumping off the bed and rummaged through Ten’s mini fridge. “Yeah right at the back” Ten replied, still trying to place his order for the late night meal. You retrieved the ice pack and knelt down in front of Taeyong who smiled shyly as you placed the ice pack over his swollen jaw. Taeyong silently thanked you for your kindness and applied pressure to his jaw as you decided to take a seat beside his chair, to make him feel a little more comfortable in your friends bedroom.

“Okay” Ten threw his phone aside and sat up to look at the two of you with inquisitive eyes,” yall gonna tell me what happened here ?”

“Well I lost you on the dancefloor and Jinyoung found me” you began, Ten already rolling his eyes at the sound of Jinyoung’s name,

“I went outside and Taeyong approached me, he’s going to be starting at our department on Monday and he didn't know anybody, so I offered my friendship in a form of alcohol and having a good time” you smiled and Ten scoffed.

“Jinyoung saw you guys just drinking and decided to rearrange his face ?” Ten raised his eyebrow, he definitely knew there was more to it considering the two of you were sucking each other's faces off in a dark alley.

“Okay so we were quite close, and honestly does Jinyoung need any other reason ? He wanted to punch you this morning” you groaned.

“Yeah but I was literally fucking you in a bathroom stall with my vibrator y/n”

Taeyong’s eyes widened at Ten’s words and looked between the two of you frantically, “Wait you guys are together, I mean hooking up ? Why did you kiss me ?” he questioned while Ten just laughed it off and turned on his bluetooth speaker.

“Chill, we're not together you can have a little relationship if you want to” Ten smirked, stretching his arms above his head, “honestly if you wanna hook up now I like watching.”

“God shut up, and none of us want a relationship. We just got there to have fun and Jinyoung ruined everything” you groaned, leaning your head back against Taeyong’s leg as he finally returned to tend to his bruise.

“All this aside do you guys mind if I hang out with you ? you’re honestly the only fucking normal people on this campus” Taeyong pouted and you and Ten shared a quick glance before grinning from ear to ear.

“Okay he’s cute I get it” Ten sighed and held out his hand to Taeyong, “I'm Ten, y/n and I only started hanging out this morning, neither of us have close friends on campus and frankly everyone finds us annoying, welcome to the club.”

Taeyong smiled cutely and shook Ten’s hand, setting down his ice pack and got to his feet, “Well i'm Taeyong, I too don't give a shit what people have to say about me, I like doing whatever I want with whomever I want and I'm pretty sure after tonight people aren't gonna like me either, so I guess i'm in.”

Before you could even say your part to this little club initiation your phone began to blow up with message alerts and story updates from practically everyone on campus tagging you in a specific video.

“What the hell is going on ?” you frowned as you opened instagram and noticed that the account that everyone was tagging you in was a burner account with a few videos and two pictures. Ten and Taeyong stood on either side of you as you opened up the first video and noticed that it was taken in the hallway earlier that day with you and Ten linking arms. The second video was at the party, you and Ten dancing with each other and the video cutting to you and Taeyong dancing together. The last video on the account was a blurry video of you and Taeyong making out and Ten walking in, with the ending obviously being the three of you leaving together.

“Why is this account posting videos of us ?” Taeyong asked, noticing that he too was tagged by people who he didn't know at all. Ten pulled up the account on his own phone when the account refreshed and a new post appeared, this time it was text only.

“It's probably Jinyoung I’ll just call him and-”  You were cut off by Ten grabbing your phone and tossing it on his bed, “dude what the hell ?” you protested but Ten silenced you with his finger.

“This is garbage right ? like what do our lives and how we live it got anything to do with any of these assholes ?” Ten bit down on his lip and looked between you and Taeyong, “They are so obsessed with us, wondering if the three of us are fucking right now ? really ? well let's give it to them.”

“You want the three of us to fuck ?” Taeyong quirked his eyebrow, his large eyes still hazy from the party.

“I want them to believe we are!” Ten grabbed Taeyong by his shoulders and looked back at you, “any publicity is good publicity. We get to be ourselves and we get to piss people off for free.”

“Would be pretty funny to see all of this blow up in Jinyoung's face honestly” you agreed, and Ten’s face lit up before moving his attention back to Taeyong, “What do you say pretty boy ?” Taeyong scratched his head and shrugged, “All this pretending and I don't get any action here ? doesn't feel like a win at all” You tried to hold in your laughter as Ten groaned at the blonde boy’s words and held his face between his hands before pulling him into a kiss, you watched Taeyong’s tense shoulders finally drop as he leaned more into the kiss and wrapped his hands lightly around Ten’s waist.

Ten pulled away and swiped Taeyong’s lips with his thumb, smiling at the doe-eyed boy, “we will have to make it convincing right ?”

“Okay im in” Taeyong smiled brightly and the three of you held hands in the middle of the bedroom, sharing mischievous glances with each other, anticipating the fucking whirlwind of chaos that was about to hit the campus.

“Good, well I guess the only thing left to do is upload our first post of the official poly club” Ten smirked and pulled the both of you onto his bed. Ten sat in between you and Taeyong and turned on the video mode of instagram stories. First he showed his face then turned to you, pulling you into a soft sensual kiss before moving to Taeyong next to him and did the same. After breaking the kiss with Taeyong, Ten nudged you to move over to the other side of him, putting you right onto Taeyongs lap. Ten focused on the two of you as you lifted Taeyong’s chin with your index finger and bit down on his lip, slightly pulling, teasing him as he brought his hand up to wrap around your neck. Ten zoomed in as you and Taeyong shared a very scandalous kiss for everyone to see. Your tongues darting in each other's mouth while the music drowned out your subtle moans.

“Done!” Ten chirped and uploaded his story, making sure to tag the burner account in every single clip. There was no going back now and every moment of this escapade excited you. The comfort you felt around Ten and Taeyong was something that you’d been craving for a long time. As cheesy as it was to say, and especially since it was only Day One, they felt like your soulmates.

“Man I fucking love this campus” Taeyong threw his head back and groaned while you and Ten burst out laughing.

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Monday quickly approached and as soon as you and Ten stepped on campus all eyes were on you. It gave you an incredible sense of confidence and you had no idea why. Heads turned with every step, everyone was whispering as the two of you walked hand in hand through the hallway keeping your head up high and not giving a shit about anyone. Taeyong was waiting for you guys at the end of the hall, adorning a buttoned down printed shirt and ripped jeans that snatched his waist in the right way. Taeyong was leaning against the wall with a lollipop in his mouth and dark sunglasses while everyone who passed him did a double take.

“Hey babes” he smirked and placed a kiss on your cheek and Tens before joining your walk towards your first class for the day.

It was so surreal going from everyone ignoring your existence to every single person watching the three of you, anticipating what was going to happen next. You found your seats in the middle of the lecture, giving everyone the best possible view of course. The professor cleared his throat to get everyone's attention and Ten tried to stifle a laughter as the people who stated they didn't give a shit about you guys clearly paid a lot of attention now.

“Give them a show bestie” Ten whispered in your ear before gesturing to Taeyong who sat on the other side of you, slumped down in his seat with his legs spread apart deliciously. You nodded and slowly reached over to Taeyong, caressing his thigh and he bit down on his lip while keeping his eyes on the lecture slides in front of him. You noticed two guys shuffling behind you and one pulled out his phone, waiting to record the next escapade of the campus’s new favourite stars.

You danced your fingers up Taeyong’s thigh and inched closer to rest your hand on his crotch as his breathing hitched. Leaning forward you made your movements less suspicious to the professor and everyone around you except the camera that was now focusing on your actions. Taeyong sunk further in the chair awaiting for you to quit teasing him and touch him where he needed you most. You obliged to his needs and palmed him through his jeans and you heard the guy behind you curse under his breath as you began rubbing Taeyong’s member. It felt so fucking powerful to do whatever you wanted after being so cautious on this campus for so long. The ironic part was all that shit about you being notorious on campus was a fucking lie. No you weren't a saint but you were not sleeping around every other day since you hated about 90% of the people that attended the university. Now with that burner account claiming to know more about your sex life than you did, what was holding you back now from doing what you wanted ?

Taeyong undid the button on his jeans and pulled down his zip enough for you to slip your hands inside his pants with ease. A gasp from Ten made a shiver run down your spine, coming to your senses that you were giving Taeyong a handjob in the middle of a 10am lecture.

“Shit he's walking up” you chuckled and pulled your hand out of Taeyong’s pants and quickly pretended to be involved in your studies as the professor began walking around the room. Taeyong groaned loud enough for most of the front row to turn around and look at him in annoyance.

“Is something wrong Mr Lee ?” The professor raised his eyebrow as Taeyong quickly redid his pants and hid his prominent boner from his professor.

“One of the questions is a little….hard” Taeyong groaned while you and Ten covered your mouths trying to hide your laughter.

The professor shook his head and went on his way as you and Ten watched Taeyong struggle with his boner for the next thirty minutes of the class. Finally the lecture wrapped up and as soon as the three of you made your way to the hallway you felt Taeyong tug on your arm and began leading you into the girls bathroom, into the nearest stall. A few girls in the bathroom frowned at Ten sauntering into the bathroom straight after, setting down his bag on the counter and began fiddling with his hair.

“Uh this is the girls bathroom ?” a girl snapped, folding her arms and made eye contact with Ten through the mirror.

“So what ? I saw a vag before love, and just because i'm a guy doesn't mean I want yours” Ten shrugged and the girl cursed and stormed out of the bathroom. Meanwhile your mouth was practically merged with Taeyong’s as he pressed his still very hard member against your stomach and nibbled on your bottom lip.

“Was giving me blue balls for thirty minutes worth all of that ?” Taeyong growled as he grabbed your ass roughly, causing you to moan in his mouth. “I'm sorry baby let me make it up to you” you purred and dropped to your knees while Taeyong braced himself against the ceramic wall for what’s to come.

You undid Taeyongs jeans and pulled it down along with his boxers, allowing his member to spring free still hard as ever. You looked up at him, eyes big as you began stroking him slowly before spitting on his tip in order to lubricate him.

“Fucking hell” Taeyong yelled.

A girl on the outside jumped at his words and looked back at the stall then looked at Ten, who was just waiting on the two of you.

“Exam season huh ?” Ten pressed his lips together as the awkward girl quickly dried her hands and rushed out of the bathroom as soon as possible.

You began bobbing your head on Taeyongs member, fully taking him until he reached the back of your throat causing you to gag. Taeyong marveled at the way your plump lips wrapped around his tip, he couldn't help but grab your hair and slowly pull you off him just to take in the sight of your messed up lipstick. You gave him a cheeky smirk before locking your hands behind your back and giving him full control of his movements. Taeyong took full control, his dark eyes narrowed and he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth before thrusting inside of you at a rapid pace. You felt your throat burn at the way he fucked your mouth rapidly but it turned you on so much that you waited until he finally came inside your mouth and you swallowed every bit of him. Taeyong pulled you to your feet and kissed you passionately, his tongue tasting remnants of himself.

“Thanks baby” Taeyong cooed in your ear before exiting the stall, stuffing himself back into his pants while a few girls looked at him absolutely horrified. You followed him, neatening your hair and washing off your mouth and borrowed a lip balm from Ten.

“Had fun you two ?” Ten smirked, leaning against the sink as you and Taeyong made yourself a little more presentable before making your way out of the bathroom. Upon exiting the three of you  noticed the two guys who were filming in the lecture room quickly run after you.

“Don't we get the ending to what went down in the lecture room ?” the one boy snickered like an immature school child as his friend kept the camera on the three of you making your way out of the art department block,

“She swallowed, the end” Taeyong threw his arms around both you and Ten leaving both boys dumbstruck at his words.

You playfully nudged Taeyong who just shot you a cheeky smile as you made your way to a little bench under a willow tree. This was where you usually sat on your own, when you didn't have the energy to socialize with the rest of the art students. Now, it felt a little more complete with Ten and Taeyong accompanying you.

“So my lovelies there's this afterparty happening after the final football game of the season next month” Ten said twirling his ice coffee in his hand as he took in the afternoon sun.

“What do you have in mind ?” you crinkled your nose as you sifted through your unappetizing salad in a box.  

“Okay so you guys heard of Onlyfans right ?” Ten looked between you and Taeyong.

“That site that pays for nudes and shit ?” Taeyong quizzed and Ten nodded brightly and leaned in, “I was thinking let's capitalize a bit of this leading up to the party” Ten responded and pulled up an invitation on his phone,

“The afterparty is being held at Jinyoung’s frat house, him and his idiotic friends are making people pay in order to decorate their football recreational room or some stupid shit like that.”

You took a closer look at the invite and rolled your eyes at the ridiculous pricing, as if their parties were worth going to anyway. Jinyoung was incredibly full of himself and he knew a lot of people worshipped him on campus thanks to his parents being higher ups and the poster boy for the football team. Going for his pride, knocking him where it hurts would be fucking bliss.

“We open an onlyfans, nothing too scandalous but it's gonna get people interested enough to pay forward and we use that cash to host our own party on the same night, free entrance of course” Ten continued and already started setting up the OnlyFans account.

“We should make the party crazy as hell too so nobody would resist coming over” Taeyong added and began going through his contacts, “there's this guy called Seungyoun, he’s a fourth year and knows that DJ from that enigma club from downtown.”

“That's perfect, and we will get Yuta and his tattooist buddies to do temporary sets for us, also my friend Chaeyoung in fashion can help with decor” Ten squealed, already messaging whoever he can.

“My friend Hendery has...uh happy pills if you're interested” you mentioned, knowing that everyone knew Hendery on campus for selling shit, not strong stuff but able to keep you going for a good amount of time.

“Yes! Anything to create hype and watch those preppy idiots sit in an empty house come game night” Ten replied and showed off the OnlyFans page he attached to his instagram account.

“Okay, so what now ?” Taeyong’s large eyes looked between the two of you.

“Now” Ten threw his phone in his bag and got to his feet, “we go back to my dorm and take some naughty pics.”

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“I don't think my ass looks good in that” you whined as you got off Taeyong’s lap and took a look at Ten’s camera viewfinder. Taeyong grumbled, sitting in nothing but leather pants on Ten’s office chair, “your ass looks great trust me” he smirked and reached to pull you back onto his lap.

“Come on, just a few more then you can take pics of Taeyong and I” Ten pointed his ring light where Taeyong had a grip on your ass that adorned very pretty pink lingerie. After a few more angles and more compromising positions, Ten finally got what he needed and handed you the camera,

“Make us look cute” He winked and pulled Taeyong to his feet.

“What are we gonna-” Taeyong’s words were cut off by Ten shoving his hand down his pants, “okaaaay” Taeyong pressed his lips together as you began snapping pics of the two of them.

They were so beautiful to you. Every picture you snapped looked better than the last and they needed no direction at all, just enveloped each other with their ridiculous sexual energy, filling the room with their pheromones.

“Done, you guys look sexy as fuck” you purred earning a kiss from Taeyong who was obviously horny from the entire ordeal, but when the fuck was his dick not hard.

You felt yourself being tugged away and Taeyong whined when Ten handed the camera to him and pushed you down to lie on his bed. You felt a shiver run down your spine when Ten positioned himself between your legs and moved his body down until his face was level with your core.

“Taeyong, stand above y/n and shoot down from this angle” Ten instructed to which Taeyong obeyed and his shadow casted over you.

Ten leaned in and kissed you softly on your mound as the room echoed with the camera shutters and your deep breaths. You desperately wanted to run your fingers through his hair but you’d only ruin a perfect shot. It was agonizing but you had to stay still while Ten had his way with you.

Ten moved the piece of fabric to the side and peppered kisses all along your inner thigh and around your core. You were unable to see his face thanks to Taeyong hovering over you but you pictured that smug smile spread across his face as you restrained yourself. You sucked in another deep breath when you felt his tongue dart out and take a slow lick before placing his mouth on your mound and ate you out like an expert.

“Fucking hell” you sighed as you felt his tongue inside you, exploring every part imaginable. You could tell the scene was getting to Taeyong too, as he stood there one hand on the camera and the other hand on his hardened member, watching Ten eat you out.

“Did you get the shots ?” Ten suddenly said, pulling away from your core as you squirmed out of protest.

“Uh..yeah I did,” Taeyong muttered, still staring down at your legs spread wide apart and his member practically screaming through his restricted pants.

“I hope you're not planning to wrap this shit up right now Ten” you groaned, reaching your hand down to your core in order to finish what he had left off.

Ten snickered and slapped your hand away, “of course my lovelies, I never quit a job halfway.” Ten gestured for Taeyong to stand next to the bed while he inserted a finger in you, causing you to moan his name out loud. As you got accustomed to his finger you managed to sit up a little and watched as Ten rubbed Taeyong’s boner through his pants. God you had never been in a situation like this before. How the hell did you get so lucky, meeting two men willing to fuck you and each other.

Ten entered another finger inside you as Taeyong undid his pants and Ten’s mouth was pressed against Taeyong’s member while pumping his length. Taeyong’s eyes were on your figure as he moaned when Ten took him fully in and his fingers were now destroying your core.

“God im so close” Taeyong whined and Ten slowly took his length out of his mouth and looked up at him and then down at you,

“I think you should cum on y/n, she wants it” Ten licked his lips and looked at you with hooded eyes.

“Y-yeah Taeyong….just do it” you squirmed as Ten’s fingers slowed down, holding you back from your orgasm.

Taeyong uttered a few curses and Ten quickly returned to pumping his member until he was at his breaking point. Ten removed his hand from Taeyong and gave you his full attention, attaching both his mouth and three of his fingers inside of your core. Taeyong stood over you with dark eyes as you reached out to run your hand down his exposed thigh.

Taeyong grunted as he released, you felt the warm liquid all over your stomach and breasts while Ten was still recklessly fingering you until you had one of the craziest orgasms of your life. You couldn't process when Taeyong had pressed his lips to yours and Ten had left to get tissues for the mess the three of you made.

“That was some content our viewers missed out on” Taeyong sighed, still trying to catch his breath. You chuckled and went over to the bathroom to quickly shower off the mess and returned in Ten’s oversized shirt, taking a seat between the two of them in bed.

“Okay I uploaded a few previews and linked the onlyfans subscription link” Ten announced as he uploaded three of the explicit versions on the paid side of Onlyfans, “we will get a notification when someone has subscribed and our earnings are on this page.”

The three of you sat, mouths dropped open as you watched subscription after subscription start to fill the page. The comments were flooding in too, and someone even left a hefty tip in a matter of minutes. Ten switched to the earnings page and the account was already sitting at a triple digit.

“What the actual fuck” you gasped as more people began visiting the page and your followings on instagram began skyrocketing.

“This was way easier than I thought it was” Taeyong marveled, also noticing many people start dming him on instagram.

“Well Jinyoung and his goons wanted a party, well here’s the party of the fucking century” Ten smirked and hi5ed the both of you as absolute chaos ensued all over social media in real time.

Just like that in the next couple of days the three of you were watched by the entire campus. It was like Jinyoung wanted. To show the campus that you were notorious, and nobody should get involved with any of you. But that's where his plan was flawed.

Every single person on the campus besides his legion of preppy followers were obsessed with the three of you and craved more. Despite the onlyfans pictures containing no nudity, people still subscribed, they still tipped, they would do anything to see more.

It was in the middle of the afternoon and Ten had confirmed the account had garnered enough money for the party. It had been about three weeks since the very first post on the onlyfans account and now the account stood at a staggering 850 subscribers, each paying for the monthly subscribed content plus tipping generously from time to time. In the midst of all of this the three of you were also preparing for the party that was going to be held on the big day. Taeil, a friend of Taeyong's, allowed you to use his frat house for the event since it would look good for student rentals later on. Yuta and his friends prepared alcohol and a temporary tattoo station to appease drunk girls to get matching tattoos and frat boys to bet their friends to tattoo a dick on their faces. Chaeyoung, Ten’s friend from fashion completely transformed the house into an instagrammable masterpiece, channeling one of those fancy hollywood parties that nobody could ever get into. Seungyoun, the fourth year who was friends with a lot of musicians and DJs from downtown spread the word on campus radio, letting everyone know about Ten’s huge announcement that was about to happen Tuesday afternoon, 2:30PM.

“Alright you thirsty hoes, I see you all made it” Ten said into a karaoke microphone he found from God knows where. Ten got up on the table in the courtyard, standing in front of a huge crowd of students who quickly gathered ready for the grand announcement that was the talk of the town for the last week now.

“We would just like to say that we're so grateful for all your support on our….craft and in order to honor that, were going to host the best party of the fucking semester” Ten shouted while people cheered from the front all the way to the back of the crowd.

“If you look at the link under Ten’s instagram bio, it should take you to a little preview of what’s in store come saturday” Taeyong explained, leaning into the mic while the crowd murmured in confusion.

“Saturday after the big game ? Isn't Jinyoung having a party that night ?” someone in the crowd said followed by more confused chatter.

“That's right, I am having a party after the game” Jinyoung said, moving through the crowd accompanied by two of his frat members and sneered at the sight of the three of you,

“What ? Are you guys planning an orgy or something for your onlyfans ?”

“If you want to suck my dick all you gotta do is ask Jinyoung” Taeyong mused and a few people giggled while Jinyoung shifted uncomfortably and gritted his teeth.

“Listen, you freaks are not having a party on the same night as me” Jinyoung spat and took a step forward, “save yourself the embarrassment of nobody showing up and cancel it.”

You approached him slowly, chuckling darkly as he watched your fingers dance up his arm and up to his jaw, caressing his cheek, “Sweety are you threatened ? You're afraid everybody is gonna ditch your little frat party and come to mine ?”

Jinyoung tried keeping his cool while you stared up at him, playing with him like a little toy in front of everyone to see.

“Are you afraid if people come over i'm going to hook up with everyone who gives me attention ?” Jinyoung avoided your eyes when you recited the words he wrote about you on that burner account. You smirked up at him when you noticed how he still wasn't man enough to own up to his actions.

“Well, our party is FREE by the way” you continued, stepping away and now addressed the crowd in front of you, “So if you’d rather go over to Jinyoungs then go ahead, but if you wanna come play with us…”

You walked up to Taeyong and gave him a sloppy kiss as he grabbed your ass in front of the entire campus to see, “we will see you Saturday night.” The crowd cheered and Jinyoung growled, taking one more glare at you before storming off with his frat boys away from the cheering crowds.

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It was D day and everyone who helped with the party gathered in the kitchen, drink in hand and took a final glance back at the rager that was mere minutes away from opening up.

“I can't thank you all enough, actually I did, with all that onlyfans money” Ten stuck his tongue out and Seungyoun whistled while everyone clapped.

“No but seriously, thank you guys….revenge never felt sweeter” you smiled and Hendery put his arm around you as you leaned into him, “if nobody shows up well more for us!”

“Cheers, freaks¨" Taeyong yelled and Ten nudging him in his abdomen,

“Really ? I'm pretty sure Jinyoung’s little nickname for us isn't a compliment” Ten rolled his eyes playfully.

“Its a compliment to us, fuck it im a freak and proud of it” Yuta raised his glass, and a few others joined in.

“Fine Freaks club it is, cheers everyone!” Ten raised his glass and everyone clinked glasses before downing their respectful drinks.

It wasn't long before people began pouring in, it wasn't a large number but it was still something. Most people were from the music and arts departments, and you noticed a few girls from your business lecture drop by as well.

“You think the rest all went to Jinyoung ?” You bit down on your lip as you and Ten monitored the crowds of people while having a drink.

“Maybe ? doesn't matter though, our party is way cooler” Ten shrugged and threw back his drink, “but if you really want me to pull one last move hey just say the word.”

You looked over at the black haired boy and frowned while a cheeky smile spread across his face and he pulled out his phone. You watched him text a few paragraphs and slip his phone in his back pocket before returning to his drink.

About 20 minutes later Taeyong emerged from the crowd to join the two of you in the kitchen, a confused look spread across his face.

“What's wrong ?” you quizzed him.

“Some of those basketball guys are here, they brought over like fifty more people” Taeyong pointed to the entrance and you and Ten watched the guys who the campus worshipped next to the football team enter the party, followed by their fangirls and whoever else wished to be in their presence.

“What the heck did you do ?” your eyes widened as the small party now turned into a whole fucking campus rager.

“Oh I told Johnny Suh that I'd give him a lap dance in front of everyone if he came over with his friends” Ten smiled, waving at the tall brown haired boy with a goofy grin spread across his face.

“Johnny Suh ?! as in the captain of the varsity basketball team ?” you were still confused as to how and when Ten had started talking to one of the most popular guys on campus.

“Yes him, now if you would excuse me, I have a deal to seal” you and Taeyong watched Ten down his drink and make his way over to the lounge where Johnny stood excitedly.

Ten spoke to the DJ and the DJ had the crowd clear up the center of the room while everyone exchanged confused glances as to what the hell was about to go down. Ten placed a chair in the middle of the room and pushed Johnny’s large frame down until he was seated, legs apart and that goofy smile never leaving his face. His teammates whistled as Ten used a piece of cloth to cover Johnny’s eyes, and took off his belt in order to retrain his hands behind his back.

“I gotta give it to Ten, he sure knows how to put on a show” Taeyong wrapped his arm around your waist as the two of you watched Ten fuck around with the captain of the basketball team.

The room was filled with flashing lights, everyone recording the moment as Ten gave Johnny the lap dance he was promised. Johnny slumped in the chair allowing Ten to grind into his hips, and you're pretty sure if the music wasn't so goddamn loud the whole campus would've heard Johnny moan in Ten’s touch. Ten ended it off with a cheeky kiss and untied Johnny, whose face was absolutely red as all of his friends cheered them on, all of them attacking him with hi5s.

That definitely sealed the deal, because after a few uploads of the clip, almost everyone was at your party and Jinyoung’s was most likely empty right now. The party was so big that people were on the street, everybody having the time of their life.

“We did it” Ten threw his arms around you and Taeyong as you stood on the balcony, overlooking the party from above.

“Yeah, we really did” you chuckled and sighed deeply, “I wish I could look at Jinyoung’s face right now.”

“Oh you didn't see ?”

You and Ten turned to Taeyong as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his gallery. You and Ten burst out laughing when a video of Jinyoung sitting in his empty estate with a few of his preppy friends looking absolutely miserable.

“Fuck thats brilliant” you leaned your head on Ten’s shoulder, completely satisfied with how the night turned out.

“Hey you guys wanna go back to my dorm ? I'm kinda over this” Ten yawned and placed a peck on your forehead.

“You wanna leave your own party ?” Taeyong scoffed, shoving his hands in his pocket.

“This” Ten gestured to the three of you, “This is my party, let's take it back to my room.”

You and Taeyong both obliged and without anyone knowing the three of you escaped the party and made your way over to Ten’s dorm room hand in hand. Upon entering Ten threw off his shirt and kicked off his boots and Taeyong did the same, the two boys grabbing alcohol from the mini fridge and set them up on Tens desk.

“Oh by the way I have something” your words had both the boys turn to face you and you held out your hand, holding three small blue pills,

“Hendery gave them to me, Its not that strong and the high will only last for an hour or two but fuck its good way to end the night off right ?”

“I'm in” Taeyong grabbed the pill and handed you a drink, the three of you washed the pill with beer and Ten switched on a playlist before joining you and Taeyong on his bed.

“I know we've only known each other for like 2-3 months now but I fucking love you guys” you sighed, running your hands through your hair and looked between the two boys.

“This group, us, was the best thing that ever happened to me” Taeyong replied, “you two whores mean the world to me.” “Very sentimental Taeyong” Ten chuckled before reaching out to caress your cheek, “I love you too babe, both of you, were soulmates, if like the devil decided to link people together or something.”

The three of you chuckled and the laughter quickly switched to Taeyong rubbing Ten’s thigh and looked over at you with dark eyes. You had no idea if it was the drug, or the alcohol but there was a desperation within you. Grabbing Taeyong’s face, you pulled him into a sloppy kiss, and quickly switched to Ten, giving him the same energy as Taeyong pushed your shirt over your head and sucked on your exposed skin.

Ten unclasped your bra and massaged your breast as Taeyong kissed the other, each boy stimulating you in the best way possible. Taeyong growled and tossed you onto your back, pulling your skirt off and began sharing a passionate kiss with Ten who was already down to his boxers.

Once Taeyong pulled away from Ten he moved on top of you, grabbing you by your throat and rubbed his hips against your core, the friction sending you into a frenzy. Your thoughts were so focused on Taeyong you had no idea when Ten had got on his knees beside you and began kneading your breasts and rubbing his length with his free hand.

“Who do you wanna fuck first ?” Taeyong growled in your ear that made you so wet you had no fucking clue who you wanted, you just needed someone inside of you at this moment.

“I think it's fair if I go first, I've waited long enough” Ten smirked and switched positions with Taeyong who jumped off the bed to get rid of his pants.

You watched Ten’s dark eyes take in your body, and his beautiful body looked so fucking alluring under the dim lighting of his bedroom. Ten rid you of your soaked panties and wasted no time in inserting two fingers in your wetness.

“Baby girl has been waiting for this for a while huh” Ten purred while Taeyong grabbed your jaw, pulling you into a kiss before making you sit up enough for his member to meet your lips. Just as you took Taeyong in your mouth Ten had already replaced his fingers with his member and began thrusting into you at a rapid pace.

“Oh fuck” you groaned as Taeyong guided your movements on his member with a fistful of your hair. All three of you were so in tune with each other, rough when needed to be and delicate straight after.

As Ten fucked you he leaned forward enough for Taeyong to bend down and meet his lips, the two of them sharing a dirty kiss while they fucked you senseless. Ten pulled away from Taeyong and rammed into you until you came all over his member. “Come on open wide” He mewled and pulled you up and shoved his length in your mouth until he came, making you swallow every bit of him.

“Get on top of me” Taeyong demanded and you did as he said, climbing on top of him and sitting on his length. Taeyong let out a groan, finally feeling you around his length and you felt Ten sit behind you, his hands cupping your breasts as you bounced on Taeyongs member.

“You think you can take both of us ?” Ten whispered in your ear and his request somehow made you wetter than you already were. You had only tried it once, but never in a situation like this. You quickly nodded and Ten caressed your body, leaving sweet kisses all over shoulder and neck before jumping off the bed to rummage in his closet.

Taeyong, not knowing or caring what was going on, carried on slamming himself inside of you, his nails digging into your ass as you rode him like a pro.

Ten returned with what you assumed to be a bottle of lube and bent you over slightly, making sure his touches were careful and delicate. Taeyong finally caught on and slowed his pace despite almost being at his orgasm, in order to make the process easier for you.

“If it's too much just let me know” Ten pecked your cheek and inserted a finger inside your ass, the new sensation was odd but extremely satisfying. Ten continued lubing you up while Taeyong stroked your thighs and made sure your body was relaxed in their care.

“I'm ready, just do it, I want to feel both of you already” you whined and both boys cursed at your words, each anticipating this new experience.

Ten inserted himself and gave you a moment to adjust to him and Taeyong, before slowly moving his hips, keeping his touches light.

“Oh God that feels so good” you moaned as Taeyong picked up his pace and the both of them began fucking you at the same time, something you always wished would happen eventually. Ten returned to his roughness and bent you a little more, allowing Taeyong to lean up and capture your lips, his tongue entangling with yours as the new position only got him back to chasing his raging orgasm.

“Fuck im gonna cum” Taeyong groaned, slightly mad that he couldnt hold onto this feeling any longer.

“You wanna cum inside her mouth ?” Ten asked in between his grunts as he felt himself also reaching his second orgasm.

“No I wanna cum in yours” Taeyong replied darkly, and Ten’s thrusts stopped abruptly to look down at Taeyong.

“Well...fuck okay” Ten finally said and pulled out of you, allowing Taeyong to move to the side of the bed while Ten flipped you on your back and inserted himself in your core. Taeyong stood on the bed for Ten to get better access to his length as you screamed Ten’s name who was quite literally destroying your core at this point.

Taeyong yanked on Ten’s hair causing him to slow his thrusts and you watched the delicious sight of Taeyong slipping his length into Ten’s mouth and Ten swallowing every bit of him. It was quite possibly the hottest thing you'd seen in your life. Ten wiped his mouth as Taeyong slowly pulled out of him with a groan he returned to slamming his hips into yours. “I'm so close Ten” you groaned as Ten crouched over you, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist as he brought both of you to your climax and let out a huge sigh when he finally came undone with you following shortly after.

“How much money do you think we would've made on onlyfans for that ?” Ten breathed as he collapsed in the bed next to you and Taeyong crawled on your naked body, resting his head on your chest as the three of you tried to catch your breath.

“Probably enough to drop out” Taeyong hummed, his eyes drooping as he made himself a little more comfortable.

“Yeah but hey it's time to end the notorious onlyfans account now don't you think ?” your eyes shifted to Ten who nodded at your words and got up and grabbed his phone from his desk,

“Tae-Ten-Y/N onlyfans era has now come to an end, thank you everyone who tuned in” Ten said, falling back into bed and showing the account that was now deactivated.

“Kinda surprised you are willing to end the onlyfans era Ten, this doesn't have anything to do with Johnny Suh now does it ?” Taeyong raised his eyebrow and you also joined in, looking at the black haired boy with curious eyes.

“Maybe,” Ten sighed, rolling his eyes as you and Taeyong mimicked kissing sounds, “Ugh anyway, they have a game next week, I want you guys to come with.”

“Fine, i’ll ask Johnny how it felt to taste my c-”

“Shut up Taeyong.”

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ONE WEEK LATER

“I have no idea what the hell is going on but Johnny is so hot” Ten sighed as the three of you sat in the bleachers of a varsity basketball game.

“Athletes are not my type these days” you shrugged taking a bite of your corn dog, watching Taeyong play some game on his phone.

“Oh shit they're almost there” Ten pulled you to your feet as the crowd all stood up around you cheering on the varsity team as the time began running out. You watched Johnny run across the court and throw the ball to a boy with chestnut coloured hair, and upon receiving the ball, the boy threw the ball straight into the hoop at the last second, taking his team to victory.

“Fuck….who is he ?” you gulped, as his teammates carried him on their shoulders and his lips curled into a tight grin, showing off a beautiful set of dimples.   “That my dear friend” Ten patted your shoulder, “That's Jung Jaehyun.”

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Cyber Security (Elliot Alderson)

Description: An online ad leads him to you, though in reality he has little interest in your ad. What interests him is how you accidentally doxxed yourself and how oblivious you are to that fact.

Notes: idrk what to say about this one its one of those things that i wrote at midnight after almost falling asleep to a fantasy and then realizing it could work as a fic. like i did this same thing with ‘close your eyes’ that one was also a before-bed-to-get-to-sleep fantasy. this is also not a particularly romantic interaction, though it can be read as such WC: 2.2k

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Sweat drenched his sheets, bathing him in the cold wind that breezed past his only air conditioner lodged in a nearby window. He stared blankly upwards, half shivering and half overheated, as he once again found himself in a familiar predicament—the practice of sleep.

It was no secret he had trouble calming himself down, and that aspect of himself reached into the evening, as well. He already downed three melatonin pills hours earlier, along with smoking a joint that should’ve put him to bed. Unsurprisingly, that did not work.

“Xanax,” he mumbled to himself, hearing it bounce back from empty walls. “Need to get xanax.”

In the meantime he raised himself to his feet, padding across freezing floors to his computer. With a click of a button the white screen buzzed to life, shining bright onto his sleep-heavy eyes, that did their best to acclimatize to the sudden change.

Hypnotization—strange as it might’ve been—had worked a couple times before. Not all the time, but decently enough to give it a try. He had work in the morning and he didn’t need to be more miserable than usual, especially since he hadn’t slept almost the entire weekend.

sleep hypnosis

The blinker flickered for a moment before his fourth finger slammed down on enter, the last step in calculated movements. What popped up first was a video titled [ SLEEP HYPNOSIS ] 8 Hour Loop with a screencap of a spinning black and white screen. Below that, however, was something he hadn’t seen before—a YouTube video titled exactly what he’d typed, lacking the caps just as he had. The title screen appeared to be some sort of poorly-drawn painting.

Curiosity overcame his hazy, aching head, and he clicked, finding a playlist of videos containing what could be the titles of songs, along with several different poorly-drawn title screens.

The first video began to play before he could realize it. What he first noticed was it was bereft of ads—that meant the publisher made no money off the album.

Sat in the presence of God

whose name means filthy old fraud

Captions had been manually added by, he assumed, you. The author. There were three views on the video, no comments, and no likes, leaving few other options.

Maybe it was the melody—maybe the lyrics, who talked of a world plagued by aristocrats. But he found his eyelids heavy, dropping dark eyelashes in his vision that blurred the screen. By the third song, reciting verses of an Islamic poem, he was slouched in his seat.

He slid down to the floor, crawling his way back to flop onto his bed. The music continued to play till the first ad popped up, at which time he opened his eyes, seeing a music video from Katy Perry, at which time he promptly reached over and unplugged his computer. He wasn’t sure which cord he pulled out, but the screen still went black. With that, he just barely sneaked into his covers, dozing until the morning.

It was far too easy to get information on you. Your full name was stated clearly in your youtube bio, alongside several different social media tags leading to instagram, tumblr, and facebook.

Facebook alone provided him the means to your address, and he didn’t even have to go looking for it. Your most recent post was an ad, searching for someone good with computers to aid you in your recording process, which you noted as ‘dismal’.

Are you fucking kidding me? He thought to himself, reading the ad once more.

Your address, your real, physical address was stated as the place you wanted to meet those interested in helping you. On the internet. You had doxxed yourself after less than a year of being online.

Okay, he thought, clicking on your listed email. Someone needs to be taught a lesson.

Three days later—after about two weeks of listening to your echoing voice every night—you replied, sending a cheerful email detailing when you would be available to meet him. After shooting a short message back, the date was organized.

Two more days and he was standing at your doorstep, his neck craned upwards as he scanned your tall, narrow home squished between two other apartments. He just barely knocked before the black door swung open, revealing a familiar face belonging to a stranger. Elliot was dressed in his black hoodie and jeans, a stark difference to your long, colorful robes, coming out of a sort of fantasy world.

“Hi,” he said, his voice grating with how low and quiet he kept it.

“Hello,” you said with a smile that did not match his hunched posture. “Are you Mr. Alderson?”

“Elliot,” he corrected, his chin just barely raising to meet you. “Elliot Alderson. Elliot works.”

“Alright,” you said, nodding. “Come inside? I was just making tea. Do you like tea? Or do you prefer coffee?”

“I... I’m fine, thanks,” he said softly, scooting past you when you opened the door wide enough for him to enter. He sucked in a breath as his chest brushed yours.

Your home was modern—far fancier than Elliot’s own apartment, with large windows flanked by soft grey curtains. A small, upright piano was in the corner of the living room, set upon a reed mat lined with Korean symbols. The couch was clinical, made of a sort of black plastic leather that matched the grey skies beyond the window panes.

He sat down, shifting his feet closer together as his fingers dug into his palms, continuing to scan the room in its’ entirety until you returned with your own tea.

“What kind of experience do you have? School counts,” you said, setting your cup down on a tiny plate whose decorations matched your teacup.

“I’ve been... experimenting, with computers, since I was around 9,” he said, mumbling the words out as his shoulders hunched awkwardly down. “Have a job at a cyber security firm. Started a while back.”

“You still have that job?”

“Yeah,” he said with a small nod. “Jus’ thought this would be... fun.”

The dead look on his face indicated no humor whatsoever, but you took his word as it was.

“How’d you find the ad I put out?”

“I... I listened to your music,” he answered honestly for once. “Helps me fall asleep.”

“Oh,” you said, clearly taken aback. Your face grew warm as you glanced away with wide eyes. “I’m glad I could help.”

“You’re not very good with technology, though,” he said in his usual low, grating voice.

“Not really,” you chuckled sheepishly. “That’s why I put out the ad -“

“No, not that,” he interrupted you. “You put your physical address on the internet. You doxxed yourself. Do you even know how dangerous that is?”

The lyrics of your songs pointed towards a kind of brilliance, balanced against emotions felt thoroughly on pages and screens. It didn’t match your actions at all.

“What’s doxxing?” You asked.

Elliot had to physically stop himself from sighing and leaving.

“You want everyone to know where you, a minor celebrity, live?”

“I’d hardly call myself a -“

“I could’ve been a murderer,” he said, reaching into his bag.

He looked you in the eye as he pulled out a gun, clicking on the safety before he pointed it at you.

“This is how easy it would be to kill you.”

As expected, you stiffened at the sight of the iron barrel, your fingers withdrawing to your chest. Your lips pursed as you met his gaze once more.

“Please put the gun down,” you whispered, your voice cracking.

He did as you said, resting the gun on the table.

“That’s a hell of a way to start an interview, Mr. Alderson,” you said quietly. “Please get out of my house.”

His heart sank. What had he expected? For you to fall to your knees and sing to him as he desired you to do? He threatened you with a gun to teach you a lesson, and you reacted accordingly. Calmer than others would.

Elliot stood on shaky legs, sliding the pistol into his backpack before he zipped it up. Throwing the pack over his shoulder, he swallowed through a tight throat, shuffling as he delayed his departure.

“Keep safe from people like me,” he said in a strained mumble. “Take that ad down. Meet people from the internet only in inhabited, public areas.”

You tapped your fingernails on the table for a moment, chewing on your bottom lip. Suddenly you stood, tugging on his sweatshirt sleeve to get him to face you, instead of staring at his feet.

“Alright. If you’re really so good at the internet -“

He ignored your incorrect grammar.

“- and... if you actually do want to help me with my songs,” your tone softened, “then you’ll be able to find my real name, not my stage name. If you do.. I’ll hire you.”

“Alright,” he said monotone, knowing the battle was already won.

Even though he knew your name already, he turned away and left to his apartment, immediately going to work on figuring out everything he could about you. If you willingly still offered him the job after that, he knew it would take a lot to scare you off. He could impress you.

It was, after all, the only thing he was good at.

Two days later he showed up at your apartment again, quietly thanking you when you let him in. The clean floors and walls remained unchanged since his last visit, and you led him to the same table, sitting him down on the same seat.

“Your name is (Y/N) (L/N),” he started with. You already appeared to be surprise. “You grew up near LA and you’ve had a chronic illness all your life. At eleven you saw your first therapist.. that must’ve been when you first got diagnosed with depression... and anxiety.”

“Killer duo,” you muttered.

“Your parents split when you were thirteen, which came at the same time as your dog, Penelope, died. Or... sometime that year. When was that... 1997?”

“1999,” you said quietly.

“Your mom homeschooled you,” he continued. “That’s probably why you don’t know how computers work. Rather eclectic, in a.. boring way... an ex-Amish, right?”

You nodded and his heartbeat tripled. Everything was right thus far despite a two year difference in his guesstimate of your life’s timeline.

“Then there was your dad... logger in the Redwood forests. Burly guy. Not a great man, from what I saw,” he said.

“He was fine,” you said with a small shrug as you looked away. “Didn’t ever hurt me, or anything.”

“Abuse isn’t always physical,” he said faster than he could think, dizzied by his own memories playing behind his eyes.

“I know,” you murmured.

You went silent, so he continued, hoping to pry more precious words from you.

“Your favorite color is yellow,” he said, leaning closer to you. “On Valentine’s you get chocolate strawberries, and on easter you get kinder eggs.”

Nothing.

“You studied mythology as a kid, and you made paintings of the forest you lived in with your mom. Santa Cruz mountains, I think.”

“Yeah,” you said. “I miss the forests.”

“I know. You want to visit Ireland again because it’s a land of faeries and moss, it’s a breeding ground for your song lyrics.”

“How did you find all this out?” You finally asked.

“You use the same password on everything,” he said, though that was far from the actual answer. “Your web browser tracks all your movements and you don’t try to stop it, or hide ads, or stay away from sketchy websites. Your parents aren’t much better, either.”

You chuckled, shaking your head as you brought your hand to massage your brow.

“You’re way too smart to be helping me,” you said with soft laughter, blushing with your smile.

“It’s better than working for E Corp,” he said, huffing out a laugh that was hardly humored.

“E corp?”

“My.. uh, place of work,” he brushed off his slip. “My point is... I’d rather work with you and do easy work than work with my current fucking coworkers.”

You laughed, truly and fully this time, curling into a little ball that shook with the force of it. Your feet tucked into your tiny chair, making you even smaller.

“Bad people or just annoying?”

“Stupid,” he chuckled. “Don’t let me wear my sweatshirt.”

“Ooh, now it’s my turn,” you suddenly interrupted him, earning a strange look. “I’ve noticed things about you, too. I couldn’t learn anything off the computer, but you, you have anxiety too. Probably some childhood trauma.. maybe a dissociative disorder of sorts or a form of PTSD. Your jacket is like your home, and... you have sensory issues. Few types of fabric, don’t like to be touched, if I had to guess I’d say you might be autistic.”

“Blunt,” he said after a full minute’s silence.

“Do you mind?” You asked.

“No, not really.”

“Good. Then you’re hired,” you said with a smile, extending your hand for him to shake. “If you still want the job, of course.”

He watched you with evident apprehension, but took your hand after much thought, shaking with a firm grip.

“When do I start?”

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"And Seek (Not) to Alter Me" Story Teasers: Era J. M. Couts and Aria L. Deair

Author Spotlight: Era J. M. Couts

Biography: I’ve been a writer for over 20 years. Well, if I actually think about it carefully, it has probably been longer than that. I do remember writing a story on MS Paint when my age was still single digits. I could have used Word, but Paint was funnier, it let me draw my scenes there too.

So maybe I should rephrase it: I have been a fanfic writer for over 20 years. There, that looks a bit better. I wrote a few originals, too, but those never saw the light of day. They will, eventually.

I like to write about characters and their development. I like to write about feelings and struggles and how complicated life can be even when it looks so simple. I like to write epic love stories that don’t always have a happy ending. But most often they do.

I will, one day, write a dystopian series that I’ve been plotting for over a decade. One day, certainly one day.

Aside from being a writer, I’m a reader, an opinionated mind, an Aries, an immigrant, a coffee lover, and a night owl that has been forced to conform to the social norm of waking up early only to become a “Morgenmuffel.”

I am passionate, energetic, lazy, and sarcastic. I’m a CrazyCatLady in the making, a food lover that cannot cook, the Man™ my grandma wanted me to marry, and a happy soul in my own shoes.

And, above all, I am weird. I am queer. And so damn proud of it.

Links: Archive of Our Own | Tumblr (@erajakira)

Story Title: Ruckus, Drama, and 2 Metre Tall Penguins

Tags: genderqueer character, modern setting, setting: berlin

Teaser:

“I bet you a lokum cube they will stay at this for a good ten minutes.” Brigit nudged Jinji gently, moving around on the old bench to make herself more comfortable. Her teasing smile made Jinji sigh.

Sitting next to Brigit, Hatice giggled, “Ten minutes? I say we will not have any more rehearsing to do tonight!” she said, stretching her legs in front of her. “I bet you two lokum cubes they will not even notice if we leave now.”

“Am I the only one worried we won’t be ready in time for the premiere?” Jinji eyed the ladies, with their light moods and high spirits, and tried not to frown. He was certainly the youngest in their theatre group; he was also, alongside the always warm/stunning/Jinji’s-”problem number one” Pascoal, the latest to join. He didn’t have much experience with theatre—or any stage art for that matter—but his nature demanded he succeed. Shouldn’t they be able to run the play from start to end when they were mere 14 days away from the big night?

“You worry too much, pumpkin,” Hatice said, and Jinji sighed again. She’d been saying that since the day he’d joined the group, three months before. “Your generation seems to be built to worry! Our grandkids are the same. Always worrying about one thing or another.”

“You will have worry wrinkles by the age of twenty-five if you keep frowning like that,” Brigit warned, nudging him again. Carlo’s cursing onstage grew so loud it nearly drowned her out. “And then, when you get to our age, you will look like our rescued sphynx cat!”

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Author Spotlight: Aria L. Deair

Biography: Aria L. Deair is an author who has been writing and (while cursing her excessive comma usage) publishing fanfiction online for more than sixteen years. Freelance writer by day and author every other hour that she isn’t sleeping, she spends her days courting carpal tunnel and “forgetting” to wear her wrist brace.

As a proud member of more fandoms than she can count, Aria can be found blogging about some of the writing that she is avoiding doing at @arialerendeair.

Like a dragon with her hoard, she can be found in her New Hampshire apartment, surrounded by notebooks (most of which are empty), half-filled mugs of tea, and some of the comfiest blankets that have ever existed. Disturb her at your own risk, especially during NaNo Season.

Links: Discord: ✨Dragon✨#5555 | Tumblr | Twitter

Story Title: An Office Ado

Tags: fluff, friends to lovers, getting together, modern setting, mutual pining

Teaser:

“Don’t be like that.” Hero bumped his shoulder with her own. When he still said nothing, she turned to look at him then took his arm to stop them on the landing between floors. “We’re friends, aren’t we, Beau?”

Beau blinked in surprise, turning his full attention to her. “What makes you ask a question like that, Hero?”

She shifted on the balls of her feet, brushing a fleck of imaginary dust off her slacks. “I wondered if you talk with me the same way I do with you.”

“I do,” Beau tilted his head. It was clear she had more to say. “In fact, you often bemoan how much I talk about—”

“I’m not talking about work or office things, Beauregard,” Hero said, her lips pressing together to make a thin line. “I’m talking about you.’

Beau frowned, his shoulders hunching. “What about me?”

Hero waved a hand at him. “Things like whether you’re a cat or a dog person, why you only own six collared shirts—”

Beau stiffened indignantly. “It’s efficient—”

“—and how long you’ve been in love with Benedict Dickson.”

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Time of the Season for Loving You | Robert Keating x Fem!reader

summary: Delivering presents on Christmas Eve seemed like the perfect idea until you get stuck at your best friends house while there's a snowstorm raging outside. Maybe now you're finally able to find out what's been bothering him lately.

word count: 3.6k

warnings: swearing, some angst, but mostly fluff, mentions of alcohol, mentions of drugs, brief mention of the reader being touched without consent, my bad writing, uhh I think that is all

author’s note: Hello, hello! Happy Christmas – if you don’t celebrate Christmas, Happy Holidays – here's a Bobby Christmas Imagine which wasn’t even supposed to be this long! Oops… I hope you enjoy it. Also, this is the first Tumblr Imagine I got around to posting, go me!!

"Where are you going?"

Your head jerked at the sound of your Mothers voice. She was leaning against the door framed to the kitchen, a cardigan wrapped around her body and steaming cup of tea in her hand.

It was the 24th of December, one day before Christmas Day and your house was decorated to the brim with Christmas stuff. The stockings were lining the fireplace in your living room, the Christmas tree was decked out and looked like it would topple over any minute and there were even mistletoe's hanging over every doorway, courtesy of your older sister. It was almost suffocating. But you wouldn't have it any other way.

"Visiting the lads," You pointed to the stack of gifts that were sitting on the dresser in your hallway. "I promised to drop off the gifts today!"

"Just Elijah, Ryan, Josh and Bobby?” Your Mother asked, taking a sip from her tea. “Are you taking the car?"

"Yeah, just the lads. Smo is out of town, so I gave him and Lily and Josie their gifts on Monday and Lucy and I exchanged our gifts yesterday. We met in that cute coffee shop we went to last month.” You answered your Mothers first question, whilst wrapping your black scarf around your neck and pulling a beanie over your head. It had become colder over the last few days and it looked like it was about to snow, which didn't happen often around Christmas in Dublin. “Naturally," You laughed, answering her second question. "I mean I didn't plan on walking and taking the bus..."

"Do that sweetheart!" Your Mother smiled, putting her tea down and throwing you the car keys. "Just remember that your Brother and his girlfriend are arriving later, as well as your grandparents, so don't spend your whole day with the lads and drive safe!"

She planted a kiss to your cheek before opening the front door for you, watching as you unlocked the car, placing the neatly wrapped presents into the boot of the car.

"Love you ma!" You called, blowing her a kiss and waving.

"Love you too, Y/N! And tell the guys I said hi!" She called back, smiling and watching as you backed out of the driveway onto the street.

You quickly connected your phone to the cars Bluetooth, opening Spotify and clicking on your Ultimate Power Christmas playlist and selecting the first song; Creepers cover of Fairytale of New York was blasting as you turned from your small and quiet side street onto the busy main road. You were humming and drumming along to the first two verses and soon you were fully belting along to the song.

But as soon as The Killers’ Christmas In L.A. changed to December by Neck Deep – which was not even a Christmas song, but oh well, who cares? – your car came to a halt. You found yourself in the mids of a slow-moving traffic jam. Great, you were only moving a meter or two every few minutes.

You let out a desperate sigh. There wasn’t much you could do; there was only one way to get from your house to Ryan – who you’d visit first, followed by Elijah then Josh and at last but not least Robert – and it included driving along the main road for 6.21 miles.

You were looking out of the car window, watching the first snowflakes fall onto the asphalt, you hadn’t even realized that It had started snowing. Well, at least you'd be having a white Christmas.

Your gaze was following a small family who was walking on the pavement. You chuckled at the clumsiness of the little boy who was walking in front of his parents. Wrapped up in a thick winter coat, scarf and with a wool hat pulled over his ears you couldn’t really make out how old he was, but you assumed that he couldn’t be older than four. He was happily trying to catch the white ice crystals which were falling from the sky in a more rapid fashion now, laughing and giggling as one landed on his tiny nose, where it was melting as soon as it hit his warm skin.

Luckily, traffic soon began flowing again, and after being stuck in that jam for fifteen minutes you decided to test the speed limit a bit and made the remaining ten minute way in seven. You quickly pulled into the first parking spot you found, grabbed the gifts for Ryan and his family and walked the rest of the way, through the thin snow layer that had gathered on the pavement, to the McMahon House. You were greeted at the door by Ryans Father who pulled you into a hug before ushering you into the warm house. You quickly thanked him, politely declining his offer for coffee or tea and took off your boots and coat.

You walked into their living room, where Ryan was showing Ella – his younger sister – something on his phone, before putting it away; the sibling who you assumed had heard the doorbell, both pulled you into individual hugs. You chatted with them for a while about anything and everything, asked them what their Christmas plans were before giving them your presents for them and apologizing for only staying so short, which only earned you eye rolls from the siblings. They both hugged you whishing you happy holidays before ushering you out of the house.

Your visits at both the Hewson and the Jenkinson Household proceeded similarly. Both times you were welcomed into their warm houses by their Mothers, both times you were offered a brew – this time you didn't decline and accepted the tea thankfully – and both times you were pulled into conversation.

When you left Josh's house, the thin layer of snow wasn’t so thin anymore, and the formerly small and light flakes that were falling from the sky had turned into big and thick icy chunks.

“Y/N,” Josh called after you, watching as you turned around, the snow crunching under your boots. “Drive safely okay? The streets are probably not cleared of the snow and ice yet. No one really expected it to snow like that!”

“Of course Josh,” You rolled your eyes, your heart growing at the concern of your best friend. “I only need to get to Rob and then I'll be on my way home. I haven’t driven in that kind of snow yet anyway, I'm not risking anything!”

You just smiled, turning around again and escaping into the warmth of your car. Not only did it start snowing like it was no one's business in the last hours, but the temperatures had also dropped drastically and it was below the freezing point. It was a full one-eighty to this morning when the sun was still shining and the chance for snow was thin to none.

The drive from Josh's house to Robs wasn’t long and even in the weather conditions, your journey didn’t take you longer than normal and before you knew you were pulling into the driveway of the Keating Household; grabbing the remaining presents from the car you hurried to the front door hitting the doorbell thrice in short succession.

“Hello hello hello,” You smiled as soon as Rob opened the door for you. You placed the presents down on the dresser beside the door before wrapping your arms around your blue-eyed best friend. “I come bringing gifts.”

“I love you,” Rob grinned, grabbing the gifts and putting them under the Christmas tree that was propped up in the living room, while you were kicking off your boots and pulling off your coat, scarf and beanie. “Ya know that, right?”

“Yeah,” You laughed following him into the living room, sitting down on the couch. “You tell me that a lot… Sorry that it took so long, traffics a  state with all that snow!”

“Don’t worry 'bout it.” Rob smiled, turning around to face you. “You want a brew or something?”

“Oh god yes, please!” You laughed, following him into the kitchen; watching as he pulled two ceramic mugs from the cupboard and put the kettle on. “Are you alone?”

“Yeah, they ditched me to visit some friends.” Rob grinned, dropping a tea bag each into the mugs and pouring the hot boiling water over them. “So, a free gaff for the afternoon for me.”

You stood in silence for a moment watching as the water changed its colour, getting darker and darker and before you knew Rob pushed one of the cups towards you, followed by a carton of milk and a pack of sugar. He watched, not saying a word, as you poured some milk into your tea and opened the pack of sugar, letting it trickle down into the milky liquid before stirring it a little.

You both walked – still not saying a word – back into the living room, placing your mugs down on to the coffee table before settling on the couch again. You took a sip from your tea, feeling Roberts eyes following you, before turning to look at him. His eyes empty and fixed on your face.

“Everything okay Bobby?” You asked, brows furrowed in concern. This had been happening a lot lately. Rob just spacing out and starring off somewhere, not paying attention. “Hey,” You snapped your fingers, pulling him out of his thoughts. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, yeah,” He grinned that lackadaisical smirk that he had mastered so perfectly; his bright blue eyes no longer empty but glowing again, in the way where when the light would hit them at the right angle they would glisten like the ocean at sunset. It's probably what you adored most about him. His eyes. “Everythings fine Y/N/N!” He assured you, patting your knee. “I'm just a bit concerned about how you're going to get home later.”

“Huh?” You asked. To be honest with yourself you hadn’t really been paying attention to what Roberts been saying; you were too distracted by his eyes and the way they were glowing.

You weren’t really sure when you had fallen in love with him and what it was that had changed your feelings towards him. Maybe it was when he had rescued drunk you from that creepy bloke, that was feeling you up by wrapping his arms around your waist and not leaving your side for the rest of the evening, or all the times he got high with you in your bedroom or under the tree in your backyard. Or maybe it was all the times he'd just sit with you doing nothing, his head in your lap while you were reading a book or listening to music or just talking. It probably was a combination of it all.

Loving Robert was easy. It had always been; loving him as a friend, as a best friend, had become second nature to you and when you realized that that love wasn’t strictly platonic anymore but romantic you didn’t even question it.

“What do you mean?”

“It's just,” Rob started, taking a sip from his tea. “It's practically a blizzard out there, and is only gotten worse since you’ve got here!” Are you comfortable with driving in those conditions?”

“Fuck.” You sighed, letting your head hit the back of the couch. This wasn’t ideal, like at all. “Fuck!” You repeated, turning your head to look out of the living room window where you could see the snow piling up outside; it was slowly getting dark outside, but there was no way you could tell by the raging snowstorm outside. “There is no way I'm driving in that snowstorm!”

“Hey, hey,” Rob grabbed your hands, making your gaze shift from the window to his face. His blue eyes soft with concern. “Look, let's wait for a bit. The blizzard could subside as fast as it picked up earlier!” There was a soft smile on his lips. “It's only what 3 pm? There's still enough time for that to happen!”

Rob's words did calm you. He was right, it started snowing practically out of nowhere, the snowstorm could settle down in the next thirty minutes. Your problem wasn’t driving with snow on the streets – you could manage that – your problem was driving while it still snowed, especially these heavy and thick ice crystals. You could hardly see on the way to Bobbys house and you didn’t feel that comfortable while driving.

Let's just hope Rob's words would turn out to be true.

They didn’t. Not really at least.

It didn’t stop snowing, not at all. It only got worse and after waiting for forty minutes you decided to call your mother telling her that you would under no circumstances drive back home while there was a snowstorm raging outside. Your mother quickly agreed, assuring you that your safety was more important to her than you making it home on Christmas Eve, promising that she would tell your grandparents – who had arrived shortly after you had left your house – and the rest of the family that had gathered at your house, that you were sorry that you wouldn’t make it home this evening but that you were safe and warm at a friends house.

As you hung up the phone, Rob walked back into the living room with two mugs of hot chocolate. He had left you alone in the living room to call your parents, calling his parents to check up on them and making two cups of hot chocolate.

“Looks like I'll be staying here for the foreseeable future!” You laughed, accepting one of the cups and taking a large sip from the warm and milky liquid, groaning in pleasure when the warm drink hit your lips. “Thanks for the cocoa,” You smiled, settling down on the couch again. “What did your parents say?”

“James at a mates place and Mum and Dad and Billy are staying with their friends for the evening.” Rob smiled, knocking his legs against yours. “They don’t want to risk getting in an accident. No one expected that kind of weather!”

You chuckled, knocking your legs against his in return. You were quiet again not saying anything, the only sound coming from the stereo which was playing some Christmas playlist. You let your head hit the back of the couch again, staring at the ceiling and listening to Rob humming along to the songs playing over the stereo and knocking your legs against his every once in a while.

It was weirdly tense between you two and Rob seemed to have spaced out again. It had been happening a lot more recently. It wasn’t something completely new, Rob always had the tendency to space out, but it wasn’t as regular as it had become in the last month or two.

You weren’t the only one who had realized that the lads had too and much like you, they also didn’t seem to know why it was happening. At least that's what they were trying to convince you of. You were pretty sure that they knew what was going on with Robert, why he was so dreamy lately. They weren’t that convincing at acting clueless, but they didn’t budge, didn’t say a word and left you with your thoughts and theories.

Every time you asked him what was going on he dodged the question assuring you that everything was fine and that you shouldn’t worry about it. But tonight, where you were both stuck inside for the foreseeable future, he couldn’t hide; couldn’t escape your questions and one thing was for sure, you wanted answers.

“Rob?” You asked, your gaze still fixed on the ceiling. This time you didn’t need to call his name again. He answered you with a low hum. “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately… is everything okay?”

You felt him tense before he answered. “Yeah, everything's fine.” He assured you, his eyes dull again when yours met them. “Why are you asking?”

“My god Bobby, stop lying!” You rolled your eyes, your heart breaking a little. Didn’t he trust you enough to tell you the truth about what's been bothering him? “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately and every time I ask you what's going on you cant give me more than an ’everything's fine’. Which clearly isn’t true!” You jumped up from the couch, crossing your arms over your chest. “Don’t you trust me?”

“That’s not it…” He mumbled, running his hands through his hair. “Like at all!”

“Than what the fuck is it?” You sighed. God, you hated arguing with him.

Does this even qualify as an argument? Well, it sure as hell felt like one.

“It's complicated…” He said, getting up from the couch too, walking towards the Christmas tree. “God it is so fucking complicated!”

“Bobby?” You asked. This sure as hell was a change.

“Did you know that when you're laughing really hard, your noes starts to twitch, it looks adorable,” He turned around again, a soft smile on his lips his icy blue eyes shining bright. “And that your eyes always twinkle when you talk about the shit you love, or that you’ve always supported us… supported me!”

“Bobby…”

“No, no let me finish,” He smiled. “I never thought I'd get this far… the thing is Y/N, I love you. I think I have for a while now… and that fucking scares me! You're my best friend Y/N and you mean so much to me and I was scared of ruining our friendship…” He trailed off, his eyes fixating on the picture hanging behind your head.

You were speechless. He had just said that the loved you. Holy shit, your best friend loved you. The guy you’ve been in love with was in love with you too.

You were just staring at him, unable to form a sentence. So that was the reason he had been so off lately and kept reassuring you that everything was fine. And it was also the reason why Eli, Ryan and Josh hadn’t said a word to you; hadn’t told you what was going on with Robert.

He sighed, “And I think I just did that…” he looked frustrated and angry. Angry at himself.

“Robert…” You started, taking two steps towards him but you were promptly cut off.

“Forget I said anything Y/N,” He looked into your eyes for the first time in a while, the pain obvious. “Just forget I said anything, please… pretend you didn’t hear me, cause that would hurt less than having to hear you say that you don’t feel the same!”

Oh no, no, no this was bad. Really bad.

Robert had taken your silence as an answer and concluded that you didn’t feel the same. But in typical fashion, he had concluded a little too quickly and not right at all. He was completely off.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, organizing the thoughts in your head; if you said anything wrong now, this could be ruined forever. You opened your eyes again, taking another breath before opening your mouth.

“You are an idiot Robert Keating,” Well, this wasn’t really how you planned on doing this but fuck it, let's roll with it. “Did you know that?”

“Huh?” There was never a moment in all the years you knew the blue-eyed boy standing in front of you where he looked more confused than now. “Huh?”

“You didn’t even let me answer,” You smiled taking another step towards him. “I love you too; I have since I was seventeen and I never thought I would have a chance with you.” You sniffed. Why the fuck were you crying now? “You kinda surprised me there, with that confession… I mean fucking hell Bobby you can't just tell me that you love me and then not let me answer!” Tears were streaming down your face, but you were smiling.

The look of confusion on Rob's face was quickly replaced by a look of sheer happiness and joy.

“I really am an idiot huh?” He laughed. “Jumping to conclusions way too fast.”

He moved his hands to your face, clasping it in his palms, catching one of the tears running down your cheeks, gently wiping it away with his thumb. His handsfelt warm and soft against your face.

“Tell me about it!” You joked, leaning into his soft touch. “Mistletoe,” You grinned pointing over your heads. “You know what that means.”

Robert chuckled, rolling his eye before quickly pressing his lips to yours with such urgency and force it knocked the air out of your lungs, but at last, he was kissing you. Finally. Your teeth clashing, and noses bumping leaving you chuckling and grinning. You kissed for some time, only stopping to get air into your burning lungs, and still, then you stayed close, wrapped up in each other's arms, foreheads touching.

You grinned up at him, drawing him back into another kiss; this one soft and tender, it was almost shy coming to natural stop rather quickly.

You moved back to the couch, cuddled up together. Your head comfortably resting on Rob's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It was tranquil like it was never supposed to be any different; like this was always the way it was supposed to be between you two. Your eyes fell to the window, seeing the snow still falling as rapidly as an hour ago.

“Hey Rob,” You mumbled, your voice lethargic and soft. “Let's be honest, I'm kinda glad for the blizzard raging outside,” You stifled a yawn, “wouldn’t be here without it!”

“I guess you could call that a Christmas Miracle!” He chuckled. “It's snowing for the first time during the holidays in forever and we got our shit together and admitted our feeling, the lads will be ecstatic!”

“I fucking hate you, that was terrible!”

“Love you too sweetheart!”

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Yugioh S5 Ep 19: Yugi and the Only Neck Accessory He Didn’t Really Want to Wear

Been busy! Hopefully stuff will open up soon as I’m taking a hiatus on a different quarantine project and will be finishing painting the entire roof of my car this week? One can hope. Sanding the rust off the whole top of a car takes a long time it turns out?

Also, fun Yugioh fact, I recently painted a book cover for an author who is older so she’s never seen the show, and she looked at my tumblr, saw my Duke Devlin fanart and was like “That’s him. That’s my main character. OMG. You captured him perfectly!” and I was like “Ma’am that is Duke Devlin, hence the single dice earring on his lobes there, but we can work with this.” and now a spiritual Duke Devlin is on the cover of a Wuxia-style fantasy trilogy on the Vella. Had to give him a top knot and delete the eyeliner for Wuxia reasons but uh, that’s just Duke.

So long story short, fanart can get you work, don’t even worry about posting that stuff online because most people don’t even know it’s fanart anyway and older ladies freakin love it.

Back in Yugioh, the team was doing their best to navigate a map through the woods and they do about as well as they normally do.

And inside Tristan lifted up the floorboards and was like “I found the only way out, this is it, this is the only way.”

And they ended up in something that has a color scheme I would actually associate with a jungle. Finally. We have finally left California (in order to go to another Hell.)

Youknow, when we went to California, we visited Hell, and when we went to India, we also took a stop at the nearest death destination. There’s just so much death on this show and sometimes I forget because there’s been a ghost in our party for so freakin long it’s been normalized.

(read more death imagery under the cut)

Joey freaks out at a flock of crows and reveals in this episode something I never realized about him before.

Like I’m not always the perfect observer as I’m sure you’ve noticed, but I love that this is canon for probably only this episode, but I will never forget it for the entirety of this series.

You go on hating birds, Joey.

Bro was like “Maybe it’s a deep cut about Mai Valentine because she’s a harpy lady” but eh...pretty sure we spent like an entire season of Joey telling us that Mai was a good experience? Would be incredibly funny if immediately after all of S4, Joey was like “You know what? Screw Mai, guys.”

So my thoughts...it’s probably just a literal bird experience. Like I had a friend who hated deer because once she went to a petting zoo, got some pellets to feed the deer, but her finger was sticking up, so when the deer came over to nibble on some pellets her finger went up it’s nose by accident. She was so disgusted by this event that was entirely her fault, that she brought up how much she hated deer basically whenever we saw one.

So like...maybe Joey fed a bird wrong at a petting zoo. I can see him getting bit by a parrot because he was too Joey Wheeler.

But now that we’re in a graveyard neighborhood, Pharaoh decides to hop out because there’s a lot of ghosts here and he needs to practice socializing with his peers.

So that’s just a Yugioh monster doing the ostrich dance, right? Like this is a meme from like 2010 but on Yugioh in 2003(4?)

Good to see the Ostrich dance here in the land before Vine.

So they pull out their Pokemon to do some antics, Tea looked like she was about to do something useful, and Yami does a yump across time and space to get her as far away from playing (not)cards as quickly as possible and y’all...sure was a position these animators animated.

Holy crap.

And I was going off about that scene last season where they woke up in the same bed like...

...have these two been together this entire time? Like together together?

They’re like...way more comfortable than you’d figure they’d be considering Yugi nearly passes out every time he gets a hug. But Yami just like....How long has this been going on? As long as Joey’s fear of birds?

Like obviously this show would never cover what the hell Yugi may be thinking about this overreaching move here, because we’re gonna gloss right over that, and just run away up a flight of stairs. No one mentions this ever again. Which is mind blowing for an anime to do. I think in most anime I watch, the kids would be like “ahh ahhhh I bumped into a booooob!” like it does for I want to say every other episode of My Hero Academia. But in Yugioh, they saw that low hanging fruit and they were like “we expect a higher level of maturity out of our audience. Now here’s a fleet of ostrich dancing tree monsters with faces for crotches.”

They decided to sprint up this flight of stairs, and it enough of a slope to deter the monsters who are only unbalanced weird legs.

I want us to take a moment and admire this background painting. I can’t unsee the rocks that are all the same size, just piled on top of eachother. Did Alexander the Great just plop rocks here--or was the mountain made up of tons of similarly shaped boulders?

Like there’s a lot of nice bg’s in this arc, don’t get me wrong, but this one...I’m just trying to wrap my head around the logic of it.

At the top, they meet a pantheon, that is immediately blocked by this wall, because if this arc had a tagline, it’s “Yugi gets inconvenienced every 4 seconds.”

Bro was like “Clearly they would have pushed it over if Tea wasn’t slacking off” and like...she is actually. Look at her. Only used one hand? Slacker.

Joey was disappointed he couldn’t push over a massive wall, and the team decided not to analyze how much Joey Wheeler thinks of his own strength and instead fixate on these statues.

Usually in anthro characters they kinda look birdlike but act human. But what about an anthro that’s just a bird? Like human torso, but can turn his head 180 degrees? Yugioh made me ask this question.

And then Joey was like “wait, there may be a solution that isn’t just to use brute strength!”

Youknow it is a bummer that Kaiba couldn’t witness Joey own a dragon while he himself only has a robot jet dragon. Although, the jet is probably faster, stronger and overall...better than this baby dragon. It would have been great for Kaiba to witness Joey under-utilize this dragon and forget he has it for like huge swatches of the episode.

And then Grandpa pulled some body horror out of nowhere.

Wow.

I mean that is really gross.

I guess Grandpa can’t use Blue eyes, because Kaiba ripped it up, Grandpa can’t use Exodia because Weevil tossed it off a boat, and grandpa can’t use the card that’s just a building because...it’s a building.

So instead Grandpa has a bunch of meat and bones that look like something out of Doom. It’s probably from a more obscure Konami property, but I forget which.

I’ve seen Tristan hold back Joey in this hold, first time it’s been Tea.

So much shipping in this episode, it’s wild.

It’s also wild how low my standards are for what could possibly be shipping when it comes to Yugioh because of how freakin tepid all of these characters are, which as I’ve brought up before, I really don’t mind.

So Yugi decides that because Grandpa was folding his arms like one monster and it made a gem light up or something, to just do the video game thing and use the giant ass statues as clues.

Why was this arc not a video game? Like parts of it really feel like it was meant to be.

So Yugi falls down a hole, where the walls cave in like it’s that dumpster in Star Wars but like...it barely phases him.

Also...Yugi might be able to see in the dark. It’s never been brought up but like...the more I think about it...has Yugi ever struggled to see without the lights on?

After Joey disappoints everyone, he confronts death.

And Pharaoh and Yugi decide to solve the puzzle of “how do I get out of this trap dungeon room” which, honestly, is probably what they’re doing every time they hang out in the brain pyramid.

So they summon their mascot monster, and surprisingly the show decided its ability to fly cannot help them out here.

Kuriboh manages to become enough of a doormat to push Yami up to the stone and they end up in a set of weird cuts that ended in this?

Like seriously it was like flashes of light and then they were just...up here like this.

Hey like...

Alexander the Great, my man...

Were you planning to put that stone in the middle of a exhaust vent hoping someone would touch it? Because there’s no way anyone would rationally have done that. You would need to fly to do it. This is the world’s worst DM.

Like Yugioh pulls a lot of fantasy nonsense but this arc is a lot more like a “it’s a kid’s show, just go with it.” arc than most of them. It’s not a bad vibe, necessarily, it’s just not the vibe I’m used to.

So once I witnessed maybe the most boring conversation I’ve ever witnessed about corn (this was on a twitch stream, by the way, a guy was playing an interesting game, and then a guest came on and started talking about corn and plants for 2 hours) and they would not shut up about how all taxonomy is wrong because there are no such thing as trees and how all animals are labelled incorrectly, and then they started comparing it to like all sorts of mushrooms and phytoplankton as you would if you clearly got a little bit high before dumping your corn knowledge on a twitch stream.

Anyway, after that bizarre experience I suffered so I could learn how to play an obscure video game, I think I can safely say, that while I know everyone here thinks a bird can’t be a dog. If you’re a high biologist: a bird is absolutely a dog. Apparently you can just do that if you’re the most boring biologist alive and no one will argue with you because to do that would involve talking to you. We’ll just say a bird is a dog and no one can fight me or I will talk about the corn book that this guest on this twitch chat was thinking about renting from the library about the different types of corn mutations inherent in freakin Indiana. Therefore, Joey’s fear of birds and dogs is same.

So they use Dark Magician to save them from the statues, and Yugi busts into the pantheon again because they got to open this casket before a time limit that I kind of forgot about, tbh.

And inside the casket, is...this thing!

(enjoy this line on the bottom of the image I don’t feel like fixing it)

And you may say to yourself...it looks like it’s just floating in mid-air, that’s silly, and so I want to introduce you to the next panel where you can see that it is...quite literally...just floating in the air like a video game.

and it just slurps itself onto Yugi before he can be like “nonono.”

Wasn’t there some horror movie where you were stuck in some sort of body brace that slowly tortures you (was that Saw?) This has that vibes. Like man that looks uncomfortable to wear over a jacket and two belts and a collar that is another belt.

That and I...I gotta appreciate that Yugi popped his collar while wearing body armor and chunky necklace. What 00′s fashion appreciation right there.

Bit like...this isn’t breathable, right? Like Yugi’s gonna finally take this thing off and his jacket will just be completely soaked in sweat?

Anyway, that’s it for this post, next week we’ll see if Yugi can walk through a doorway in that thing.

Also, I can’t bring up the ostrich dance without sharing the vines of my generation