#and he just... needs a partner who can be more emotionally available and willing to guide him through life

[slippery-minghus]

augh i just can't stop thinking about itttt

[roseychains]

love the red flags for jjk guys...what about the green ones?

Green flags with jjk guys

A/n: thanks for the request! It was fun to write :3

C/w: fluff all sfw fluff

Gojo: princess

Gojo treats you with what can only be described as princess treatment. He does anything and everything for you, ask for the moon and he would get it for you. Shoes untied? He will get down on one knee and tie it. Your feet hurt from walking? Bridal carry all the way home. His wallet is yours, and he worships the ground you walk on. Your his most prized possession, your his queen.

Geto: sweet

He never runs out of complements and praises to adorn you with. He is soft spoken and kind, a real sweet talker. Even if at times cheesy, he never fails to make you feel like the most gorgeous, strong, intelligent person ever. It doesn’t matter where you are, what time it is, who’s around you, even when he’s in a sour mood. He can’t help but remind you of how pretty you are, how much he loves you, coupled with gentle kisses, or a soft hand rubbing your back.

Nanami: service

His love language is acts of service. He just likes, doing things for you. Massage your shoulders, hold your bags, he’d even learn how to do things for you like your hair, or painting your nails. He doesn’t care how Feminine it comes of as, he wants to do it for you. Not to mention, once he realizes something that you like, he gets skilled at it. Hell, even embarrassing things like waxing. If you wanted him to, he would learn how to for you.

Toji: protective

If anyone can make you feel safe and protected at all times, it’s your scary dog of a boyfriend. He’s huge, and not afraid to hold you in public. He does anything and everything to ensure your comfort and safety. He walks you to and from anywhere, he will drive, and keep you on dial whenever you are out. If you ever need a ride, he’s speeding to get his girl out of wherever she doesn’t want to me. And when your sick, he’s suddenly become a trad wife and is nursing you back to health.

Choso: available

There’s no one who understands how you are feeling better than choso, sometimes even more than yourself you think. Somehow, he’s able to understand everything with great empathy that you where unaware a man ever could. He’s always willing to comfort you about it and make you feel better, he knows exactly what to say. Not once has he ever or will he ever make you feel crazy, that your overreacting, that it’s not a big deal. He approaches everything with great kindness and empathy.

Sukuna: strong

He’s just… so big. He’s quite the work of art and it always ends up being in your favor. He can and will carry you to the ends of the world. Your feet will never ache again. He won’t just carry you, he will carry your bags, groceries, even help you move furniture (by himself). He’s also quite the intimidating figure in public. If anyone so much as looks at you the wrong way he has one of his large hands wrapping around your back is enough to scare of anyone from his girl. Not to mention, it’s quite fun to sit on his back while he does push ups.

Yuji: proud

Yuji is so lucky to have you. He feels lucky, and he’s boastful of what a wonderful partner he landed. He genuinely feels so small around you, because he thinks your just so much better than him. He cannot begin to comprehend how he ever ended up with a goddess like you, and he will make that clear. He flexed you and shows you around like your a treasure. He wants the world to know your not just anyone’s girlfriend, your HIS girlfriend. HIS!! He’s so giddy all the time about you.

Megumi: caring

He is such a gentle lover, soft, kind, caring, aware. He knows you both physically and emotionally. So no matter what is bothering you, a pain in your shoulders or a down mood, he will figure it out and fix you right up. He takes his time helping you unwind, and is incredibly patient. Treats you like glass, with soft words and touches that leave you like putty in his arms by the end of it. He will stay by your side even after you feel better, to make sure you stay feeling good.

Inumaki: fun

You haven’t had this much fun in a relationship since childhood. He makes you feel young again. There is never a dull day with Inumaki, in fact he always makes sure your are happy and entertained. There’s nothing that makes him happier than seeing you smile, so, he make it his commitment to make you smile as much as possible. So whatever that may be, taking you out to dinner, roughhousing while playing a game, your laugh is the light of his day.

Yuta: priority

He will always put you first. He thinks about you with every decision he makes, and plans ahead accordingly. You will never ever have to worry about being a second choice, your always his first. He would feel devastated if you ever had to question how much you meant to him, so to prevent that from happening he takes you into consideration with everything. It doesn’t matter how small or trivial it may seem. If it could involve his girl, he will make sure that she feels prioritized, no matter what.

[sunrise-imagines]

I need adult Finn AND farmworld Finn to kiss me on the mouth immediately

Yayyy my first poly fic! And same omg. Hope you enjoy!

Poly! Adult Finn x Reader x Farmworld Finn Relationship Headcanons

• Although they’re technically the same person, Finn and FW Finn are very different, especially in personality, so making a relationship with the both of them work will be difficult.

• First hurdle to get over is what to call them, since they have the same name and all. Both of them think that they should be the main “Finn”, but you manage to find a compromise with FW Finn going by his full name “Finnian”.

• Both of them are obviously in love with you, but as for how they feel about each other, it’s more of mutual respect/brotherly kind of affection, like Finn had with Fern. They’re able to understand each other on a different level, practically able to read each other’s minds, which can be both endearing and creepy at times.

• Finnian does most of the cooking, as Finn doesn’t know how to make anything but meatloaf.

• Finn is a blanket hog so you have to get really close to him while you sleep, which isn’t too bad as he’s also a human heater. Luckily Finnian prefers to sleep without a blanket, as he’s used to cooler temperatures (we can all guess why)

• It takes Finnian a while to introduce you both to his kids, as he isn’t sure of how to approach the topic of having two partners, let alone one of them being an alternate version of himself. Eventually he introduces you as his girlfriend/boyfriend/partner and Finn as his long lost brother. Jay knows the true nature of your relationship, but he told him to keep it a secret from his younger siblings for now, until they’re a little older.

• Finn definitely cried when he first met FW Jake, who immediately waddled over to sit in his lap.

• You like to take baths together, as both of them have a habit of forgetting to take care of themselves for long periods of time (stinky boys). Both of them love it when you wash their hair.

• They both love the outdoors so expect Finn to take all of you adventuring together. Finnian is a lot less excited about combat, but he’s ready and willing to defend you if need be.

• They take turns kissing you one after the other, Finn usually initiating first with Finnian following up after him.

• Finn is much more able to be emotionally available and talk things through with you when you’re upset, and it’s not that Finnian doesn’t care about you, he does. He’s just still reeling with his own emotional issues and he doesn’t know what to say. He’s always there if you need someone to just hold you though.

• They bicker a lot over what they think is best for you, and you have to remind them that while you love them both dearly, you’re your own person who can make decisions for themself. They both sulk a bit but in the end they apologize and make up.

• Yeah you’re just one big chaotic family and it’s great that you have two men who are willing to go to hell and back for you <3

[ipostdumbthings]

Astarion NSFW Headcanons with Reader

Astarion has explored sexuality fully in his past, but never in a way that he had ever had any control over. He was so emotionally detached from it that he never really considered what it was he actually likes to do with a partner. It never really mattered before.

Once he’s on his path to recovery, though, he finds he enjoys sampling all the options that are available to him. If you’re up for it he’ll try damn near everything. It’s almost like trying to shop with him: “A little of this a little of that, oh no, neither will do.”

The early days of this new adventurousness are largely left for less intense, light-hearted fair. He’ll happily suggest things like chocolate and whipped cream, after all, he gets to sample something sweet while you two are entwined together, why shouldn’t you? Exploring like this is pretty important in reframing what sex means to him. It lets him shrug off some of the burdens he’s always felt attached to sexuality, and turns it into something fun. Something blissfully free of anything outside of enjoying one another.

There is one notable exception, he won’t be subbing. He may trust you with all his heart, but trust doesn’t cure trauma. It may be something he’s willing to try eventually, but it will take years before he can even think about it without getting upset. Especially picturing the person who helped free him being the one to dominate him. That alone can be triggering for him.

That doesn’t mean he isn’t pleased as can be with bottoming or pegging. He is genuinely excited to be on either side of that specific dynamic, especially when you two are just having fun together.

Rough sex is also very much still on the table. He doesn’t mind you pulling his hair or scratching your nails down his back. Not to mention how precious he thinks it is when you bite him. He loves it when you do.

He is more than happy to play dom, truthfully he gets a lot of satisfaction out of doing it. It affords him the ability to set the pace for encounters, and lets him spoil you in all the ways he delights in. He’ll be a little tentative when you start playing those games with him, making sure you’re okay with everything and checking in constantly. He gets comfortable quickly when he sees just how enthusiastically you respond to him.

And he is very eager to take that sort of thing as far as you want. His favorite thing to do is tease you for as long as possible while he’s got you tied up. Really make you beg for him. He finds it deeply fulfilling to have the person he needs the most need him back.

He’ll never in your entire life turn down an opportunity to feed on you during sex as long as it’s safe to do so. Even if he’s already fed. His favorite is to bite right as you cum, so he can drink from you at your most heightened moment, and see you well and properly spent when he’s done with you.

While he’s fine with you indulging in others, for the most part you’re going to be all he needs for a while. Sure he’ll test the waters with group sex, but if he doesn’t have the person he trusts most with him, he doesn’t have much interest. Whether or not that changes is up to the way you navigate your relationship. As long as you’re tending to his needs, he feels no real pressure to make any change in that regard.

He’ll always have a soft spot for deep and romantic moments of intimacy. Those moments when your souls feel connected and it seems like no one else in the world could ever grasp the depth of what the two of you share. He’ll go to great lengths to set up romantic moments like that for you, and if you repay him in kind you’ll never see more adoring eyes and a sweeter smile from him. It’s one of the few times he allows himself to indulge in saccharine sentiments.

[astrum-aetherium]

begging on your knees to go down on henry, like full on crying and whimpering on your knees

there is simply something so helplessly wicked about begging and pleading and reasoning with your partner to pleasure them, for merely their own good, out of the sheer kindness of your heart (and, admittedly, the unbearably fervid stirring in your gut). and do you know what? henry would delight in that a whole lot; he would put that tendency of yours to use so frequently it could be considered routine.

as i've discussed on this blog, i believe him to be someone who isn't exactly in dire need of intimacy, let alone anything of overly sexual nature, wherefore he would be perfectly willing and even eager to tease it out of you for as long as you can bear, as he wouldn't be the one to have launched the initiative (the fact whereof he would use against you shamelessly). in fact, he would urge you to the limits of your sanity — have you teetering around them sheepishly, and you'd still follow his every order. plus, we know he has that elitist urge to force people into submission with his charm and imposition, so this is only an added ego polishing for him. painfully true, and yet too good not to give in to. he would 100% have a thing for degradation, and who are you not to play into that? antithetically, it would be an utter sin not to do so.

as for a specific scenario, i'm thinking it would have to take place during the late hours of a day which has left you feeling useless and idle, with you merely being set on doing what you know and have numerously proven to excel at: pleasuring henry. he, on the other hand, would have to be in one of his more sullen, stern moods — more rigid than usual, perhaps even angered — in order to elicit that acrimony, that torment out of him. he'd have to be so utterly spent emotionally that he would abandon his studies for the night, and instead merely linger, sunk in an armchair, nursing a tumbler with scotch that is considered far too expensive for a university student. he will have just finished his third cigarette in a row, when you, all class and dignity at first, would initiate, “is there anything i can do for you?”

of course, the inquiry would be vague enough not to immediately translate as being of lascivious fashion (even though that would be your honest and admitted goal), and he would simply scoff in response, if offer any answer at all. this is when you'd approach, maybe adding a pinch of suggestiveness to your air by innocently undoing the topmost button of your blouse and gracefully lowering yourself into his lap. he wouldn't flinch nor try to remove you in any way, though express his distaste differently: having briefly drunk, he'd scrutinize you fiercely, and maintain that strict expression one could easily crumble under after a certain amount of time. you'd wiggle in your seat, then, and your intentions would be clear.

this is when he'd say, “i do not like this backward strategy of getting your way by asking for something you so clearly seem to want.”

“henry—” you'd want to put forth an argument, maybe even try to charm him into thawing for you, and reach out your palm to slide up his thigh, and yet, to no avail, as...

“no touching,” he'd interject firmly, gaze fixed, “in fact, get off me. humor the floor with your crude ideology instead.” the command would be sudden, not entirely surprising, and thrilling at once — you'd do precisely as said, scramble to your knees before his spread legs, and fold into a position so small and passive that it would immediately translate to him as an act of submission. nonetheless, it simply wouldn't do.

“if there is something you want, you can try to appeal to me for consideration.”

for this precise reason, you'd begin: lightly at first, holding back for the most part, half-heartedly at best. as a reaction to multiple sequences of rejections, one more blunt and striking than the other, however, you'd soon enough be reduced to a begging, blubbering, sobbing mess for him. your make-up would be ruined before you'd even as much as laid a finger on him — or he on you — with your eyelashes stuck together as a doll's and your face aglow in the dim light, upsettingly. and still, he'd string you along, growing more and more derisive each time, more hurtful, more harsh — “can't you do better than that?” — which would affect your act tremendously. you'd sit there, restless and needy, with streaks of tears, some dry and some being drawn in real time, gasping for some of the tension-thick air and whimpering for him to have mercy on you. the situation would only be exacerbated by the fact that all the while, you would be able to see the clear, prominent, swollen outline of his hardness in his strained slacks, and instinctively grow even more frustrated with the realization he would deny both of you this kind of pleasure — until he wouldn't, and the permission to do so would finally glide from his lips.

you wouldn't need to be told twice, then. the tears of pleading would dry, only to be replaced by new ones, except this time for an entirely different reason — a reason you'd shed them for more gladly, in all honesty. and in the end, it will have been worth it. especially worth the deep kisses he'd place upon you after pulling you up by your face and folding you back into him upon his lap as a crooked rendition of gratitude.

[blackwoolncrown]

that's a really interesting take on dating (not sarcasm), would you mind expanding on it? no worries if not ✌

Okay sorry I actually just expanded on it in the original post but for the sake of archiving….

Dating is not historically the norm. MASSIVELY generalizing, there are two main ways people to about seeking a *partnership* (not the same thing as seeking a sex partner which is and has always been easier)

One tends to happen before marriage age in cultures where it’s allowed and it’s more like “hooking up”. Aside from pregnancy and STIs the long term stakes are otherwise low and long term commitment isn’t the goal. Rather it’s something that tends to happen w young people as they use sexual interactions as a way to gain social status (think abt social hierarchies and currency tied to who gets to make out the most)

The other is marriage, whether poly or mono; this is a practice that tends to apply to older individuals with higher long term stakes. In this realm, premarital sex is frowned upon (I’m actually pro premarital sex for really important reasons but I’m against non-committal sec) and overall it is expected that a period of courtship ensue during which the quality of the potential partners is assessed.

Now I am not saying there can’t be issues w more traditional cultures irt this.

But what I am saying is that after assimilation and various cultural genocides, these practices have largely been eroded.

Additionally the “free love” push of the 60s and 70s which freed people from purist conservative sexuality then bred an attitude of “sexual liberation” that saw the maintenance of any barriers to sex as conservative, old fashioned and restrictive.

And I think that’s kind of a mindfuck bc for any hood it did, it fundamentally lowered the bar for mens access to sex, and now it’s like 6 feet under.

For better or worse, the average man organizes a lot of his life around whether he can get laid and how much. When it costs nothing- whether in money or more importantly effort and quality of character- for him to get it, he’s absolutely not going to put in more than he needs to.

I think it’s also noteworthy that the foundation for tbis ways laid in WWI bc during the draft, the amount of available bachelors dropped, but it was still a time during which women really needed to get wed to get anywhere in life, so women began to compete for men, which is WILDLY out of pattern for how things used to be. Around this time they were willing to “prove” themselves as available bedmates and homemakers to a degree they wouldn’t before, in the hopes of a ring. So you started to see girls “going steady” w men which is basically providing all the benefits of a wife without him having actually committed to anything at all. And our modern dating pattern was born.

Meanwhile, “dating” has evolved from “multi partner mini courting” to “seeing someone for sex and hoping they care about you after” and it’s honestly fucked up.

Like all things considered letting a man smash in your house or his when you hardly know him is fucking insane. And ppl will do this repeatedly w someone who they don’t have previous intimacy w then get hurt when that person fails to prioritize them emotionally.

Plus a lot of dudes think that since sex is easy to get- it’s like fucking door dash for many, just go on an app and make an arrangement- that they are getting the “meat” of a relationship without having to deal w tje extras.

But ironically the benefits of a committed relationship have way more to do with emotional and psychological growth and safety than sex, which is really more of the culmination of the two.

So ppl are just having these really shallow relationships w each other, putting the cart before the horse and then being upset when they’re not getting anywhere.

Meanwhile the dominance of dating apps is the biggest opp I’ve ever seen. Yeah siren describe exactly what you’re looking for so someone can fake it or unintentionally internalize it and then you can be upset and feel manipulated when once the per formative stage is over they are “different”.

Additionally relationships aren’t like….this cute thing you “just do” bc everyone else is doing it. A partner isn’t like a life accessory. It’s actually a decision to face and mutually work through your most intimate issues. And it’s like almost no one these days knows that. So they don’t stick anything out or gain the tools to manage a relationship before actually seeking one. Then they become serial daters just triggering each other en masse then hopping on social media to complain abt how hard dating is. Like..then stop?

For those who are solely seeking sex, I don’t care. I’m not in tje business of judging. But a lot of ppl are seeking a relationship. And doing so through dating is, in my autistic opinion, clearly illogical.

Also recent study shows actually 68% of marriages started as friendships. Not from dating.

Dating is a lie and the idea that it’s THE way to find a partner is false.

[motsimages]

A friend of mine gave me an article she wrote about her illness and it mentioned the caretakers around her. She mentioned her husband's coworkers who will cover for him when he goes to the hospital with her. And that's not what comes to mind when one thinks of "caretaker (of a disabled person)".

It made me think of the time I was being too much of a caretaker for everyone around me and decided that I had to take care of myself too. So I looked up "how to care for a caretaker" and it was disappointing. Most of the things I found were like "remember to do something you enjoy, try to find someone to cover for you for an hour or so so you can rest" and it's like... So somebody who is 24h caring for a family member should also be responsible for finding someone to give her some rest or to make time for her own enjoyment. Right. Sure. Nobody will take care of her and she has to take care of herself and someone else. Noted.

I also thought of that theory of sharing worries. It was something like "when someone has cancer, the worries around it have to go outwards: the patient will tell their partner, the partner will tell a friend, the friend will tell someone outside of this circle, etc." This way, the people more affected by the situation are not charged with the extra load of having to emotionally manage the worries of someone who is not going through it. The cancer patient doesn't have to console their friend about how they feel when seeing them in the hospital on top of dealing with the chemo effects, for instance. The friend will share those feelings outside of the patient's life while being available for the patient to complain about the hospitalisation.

In situations when the government fails to provide support for the sick person and their caretaker, it's up to them and the money they might or might not have to find a solution. People like to help but depending on the demands of the situation, it may be outside of what most people can do or are willing to do for love. If, for whatever the reason, the family lives isolated or far from other people, who cares for the caretaker? When do they get a break?

And sometimes, giving someone a break in these circumstances looks a lot like the co-workers covering your shift, the neighbours stopping by to see if you need groceries, or any other seemingly small task that will already reduce the things to do for the caretaker.

Notice how the worries go outwards but the help goes inwards. I let you know I'm tired because I spent the night up caring for my child, you or another acquaintance bring me a Tupperware with food so I don't have to cook today.

It is difficult sometimes to know how to care for a caretaker, particularly if they are caring for an elderly relative, a child or a disabled person with high needs. Where do you start? Well, just lending your ear to listen to their worries and complains, helping out with small everyday tasks related groceries, cooking or cleaning, covering the first hour in the mornings at work so they can sleep a bit longer...

It feels like the only useful help in some cases is actually giving free time from the caretaking by doing it ourselves. And that is certainly a huge help. You are a caretaker by directly taking care. But releasing from other duties, not creating extra layers of work already gives some rest. If the only hour I don't have to be checking on the person I care for I have to spend cooking for the day, there is no rest for me. However, if food had magically appeared, I can just lay down and rest, read a book or watch tv.

My friend's comment made me realise that there are many ways of caretaking and that it is actually a chain. When it breaks, then there is only one caretaker isolated from the world, responsible for her own well being. When it works, there are several caretakers and it is less lonely for both the person who needs care and for their direct caretaker. It takes a village.

[jyndor]

I'm sorry but what is Bix anon going on about? You are allowed to be cautiously optimistic about a ship before watching a canon but then be disappointed when you get to actually watch it. They've given us little reason to ship them so far and I highly doubt that they're getting back together after everything that's happened. And I'll take a past relationship that didn't work out over some forced doomed romance that he never got over with bonus fridging.

i wrote a whole thing and then idk deleted it and its gone so anon just know that i agree, and i stg im not trying to be a hater or something im trying to be realistic here, there's no way it ends well at this point. the show has been pointing out how cassian is not emotionally available at this point - i went into more details about a gifset im working on but fuck it im not rewriting it all lol

from the moment we meet cassian he's got visual boundaries between him and all the hotties he's into like it's not a coincidence that this keeps happening, and that the first time we meet bix there's a literal reference to cassian's future (his endgame if you will) by bix's current boyfriend like ??? of course the point is that cassian is isolated, alone and not in a place that he can or is willing to work on that. fuck, his girlfriend on niamos is literally introduced with her in bed and a wall between them LOL like it's not subtle. he looks for connection but isn't willing to do what he needs to do to have a true, whole connection (be honest with himself mainly but also with bix he literally tells her he doesn't want a partner and then it's up to her to enforce their boundaries).

you can even come at it from a non-rebelcaptain shipping pov: cassian is most himself, most connected with people, when he's being honest with his values and his beliefs. when he's with the rebellion, when he's home. by rogue one, he has collected friends and loved ones who are in the fight with him. he finally is honest with himself about his wants and needs - this is shown on eadu and then later on yavin - and is able to really build a family unit.

if you look at cassian's words to jyn, welcome home, as more than just him giving HER a home, but also him finding that he wants to do more than just isolate himself and fight in the shadows (fighting with a family, in broad daylight), then it makes even more sense that cassian would not always be able to have emotional intimacy in his younger years.

i'm all for him having healthy relationships and i do think he does (headcanon away babyyy, i mean he and melshi's first date is starting a revolution) but i don't think the show is giving us that with bix and cassian. i think for better or for worse she is part of a home that he didn't choose, that he was forced to assimilate into. i don't love that lol i think that's disappointing, but it does work narratively in the context of the show.

[timidtimbuktu]

Not that anyone asked, but here are my pro-stancy / anti-j*ncy thoughts:

Jonathan and Nancy love each other, but I think they are incompatible in a romantic relationship. They originally connected in seasons 1 and 2 because they were going through the same trauma and they misinterpreted that as compatibility and fell in love. But in seasons 3 and 4, when they are no longer in the shared trauma situation, they struggle in their relationship. They are not good at conflict resolution or communicating what they want and need from each other. Nancy is a very strong-willed person, and she tends to steamroll Jonathan and sometimes doesn't listen to his opinions. Jonathan avoids confrontation, which in season 3 festers until it erupts in a huge fight and then in season 4 leads him to lie to Nancy for months. The writers have spent two seasons demonstrating (to me) that Jonathan and Nancy do not effectively resolve conflicts, are bad at communicating when they are having issues, and don't know how to support each other emotionally outside of the trauma bond.

I think Jonathan needs to be with someone who is less confrontational, more patient, and more able to express their emotions than Nancy. He is a non-confrontational, quiet, sensitive man, and I genuinely think Nancy is too “type A” for him. 

I think Nancy should be with someone who is able to confront issues in the relationship head-on, who is emotionally available and outwardly loving even during hard times, and who can help her break out of her shell and enjoy life more (rather than just working all the time). I think season 4 Steve is that person.

And, finally, I think Nancy would be a great partner for Steve -- if she loves him back -- because she challenges his tendency to go with the status quo. Season 4 is the first time he's ever mentioned his own aspiration for the future (having a loving family that goes on adventures). He needs to keep growing that list of aspirations to include potential careers, ways to actually achieve his goals, etc. That change has to come from within him (and it already is) but I think Nancy inspires him to want more out of life.

[flythesail]

This episode was INSANEEEEE

Essay below the cut because I apparently have many thoughts.

First, I just feel so bad for Chris. Kudos to Sean's acting but can someone PLEASE just hug him. It's interesting because Fiona was helping him by working to get rid of the video footage throughout this episode. Yet in a lot of ways, I feel like he just needs his mom there for him. In an emotionally available way. I can't blame her for not being there, as it's a horrible situation for the both of them. And Fiona had to deal with the present threat of the video too to protect Chris long-term. But while it needs to be kept a secret, trying to shove the reality of it down is also not going to help him come to terms with what happened.

Then.. the armony of it all.

I—

When Arman first showed up. Sir you didn't have to walk in like that. And Fiona's reaction is pretty much everything I could have hoped for lol.

But also just all the other moments. Thony and Arman's catch up in the bathroom as there's just this guy unconscious in the bathtub fjska. Later, the way Arman was watching Thony threaten the guy. Arman's that's because you're different. The way his mouth twitched in that moment. Just generally the way he's always looking at her.

I realize this season has felt like it's leaning more into Nadia and Arman. But honestly, that doesn't concern me at all? They are still married and apart from how the narrative sometimes brings them in different directions, they haven't really had their breaking point for their personal relationship yet. Nadia has her issues with Arman always dropping everything for Thony (which, as his wife.. valid), yet in every other way they're still partners. So I'm interested to see if Robert is what drives the wedge fully between them. Although I still think Nadia could/should be the one to outsmart Robert in the end, as that guy's no good.

It's also really interesting to have Fiona, someone who knows Thony from 'before all this' witness her with Arman. It's true. She is different. Arguably, the scene where she threatens the guy could be influenced by spending time with Arman. But Thony is still telling the truth, that she's still just doing it for her family. It's really the crux of the show—what can be considered too much if you're doing it for the people you love? Where do you draw the line? Is there a line at all? Every character is going to have a different perspective on that, and that's what makes it so interesting.

The heart of the show is familial relationships. What Thony will do for Luca, what Fiona now decided for Chris, and the role Thony played in that as well.

So the great part is also how Arman fits into that. He faces a similar question. Only his is, "What will I do for Thony?"

Regardless of how much thought either Thony or Arman have put into the depth of their feelings for one another, they're there. Not just as an attraction, but this innate trust in one another. You can see it in the way they look at one another, check in on the other, and in Arman's case in particular, he is just so soft around her but still willing to do the hard things for her and her family.

To return to the question "What will he do for Thony?"

That answer is anything.

Thony will do anything for her family, and Arman has quickly extended his "I'll do anything for Thony" to everyone she cares about too.

Let's just say.. the man has it bad for her and sooner than later he'll have to face it.

Switching topics—

It was such a neat, dark, and hopeful parallel at the end too. The second I saw Nina I was like who is this? Well, the end gives us our answer. She's there to give us the juxtaposition of life and death. The birth of a baby and the death of this man. It's also so genius to have Thony and Fi be the ones to deliver the baby too. To have Chris hold him. Those who were just involved in the taking of a life/lives, sharing in this new life. It's hopeful, and yet the way we flip between this and Arman murdering the guy, you can't shake the darkness from it either.

And again, that just couldn't be any more true to the show.

We root for the protagonists because they are written as the guys who try to do good as they face trial after trial and can't catch a break with life. Yet sometimes that means they have to do bad things. The point being made is there's no good without bad, without sacrifice. Sacrifice of someone else, something material, or even who you are yourself.

What bad thing are you willing to do to bring good to the person you care about? Good in this case, being safety for Chris and a peace of mind—in whatever form still reachable.

[donnabroadway]

It's okay to be the rich auntie

So recently, lawyer, podcaster, and reality TV star Eboni K Williams recently came under fire for her unwillingness to date a bus driver, unless he owned the company. All the usual talking points of she's going to die alone, bus drivers make money, her standards are too high, etc and all I can say is I agree with her. The question is, why would a bus driver want to date a woman like her? It's a recipe for disaster. If you are only dating someone because you don't want to be alone or you're of a certain age and you feel your biological clock ticking, it's delaying the inevitable. You're going to end up alone anyway. You may get your wedding, social media posts bragging about being a wife, your babies, big house, and man to accompany you at events but it won't last. The mentality of a bus driver and someone like an Eboni K Williams are too different.

This is not about money because many blue collar workers can out earn their professional, college educated counterparts, and many blue collar, uneducated skilled workers, live in gated communities, beautiful homes, big cars, wife retired, kids in private school, so many isn't the issue. It is lifestyle and mentality. A bus driver gets his schedule, drives his route, does his overtime, and goes home. He may go to a holiday party or hang out with his coworkers after work but it's not mandatory. A lawyer is expected to work 12-14 hour days and then join the partners at happy hours, galas, social outings, work parties, are all mandatory and a part of the job to get ahead. While the initial outings may be fun, it gets old and uncomfortable very fast when someone asks "what do you do?" and he says "bus driver" or some other blue collar job and everyone goes "oh" or engages in polite conversation. He is going to ultimately feel uncomfortable in the sea of lawyers, doctors, educators, intellectuals, public figures, engineers, etc. he is forced to interact with. It doesn't matter if he makes more money than them, the mentality is different and it's only a matter of time before the necessity of education comes up and he declares "you don't need to go to college or bus drivers make more than a first year resident, or you don't have to go into student loan debt to make money." It will become uncomfortable and either he will stop attending her social functions or she will stop being invited because he stands out too much and is making everyone uncomfortable. Also, with Eboni being a public figure, it takes a lot for anyone to stand in the shadow of someone the world admires so much but you know the real them and people become jealous and bitter and that's why many high profile women are single or divorced many times over. I think men believe they can tame this type of woman and it may work, temporarily, but eventually she will go back to her true self because she was playing a role to make him happy. Also, will she fit into his family and lifestyle? There will be resentment there because he's always available for her but she's not available to him due to work obligations. Also, just like her friends may find him low class, his friends and family may find her to be bougie, unappreciative, and undeserving of the great man he is.

I need more women to accept the role of rich auntie, even if they aren't rich or an auntie. Too many women are trying to have it all and they either need a really supportive partner who doesn't like the spotlight and is willing to be in the background holding down the household and taking care of the kids, while she works and builds her career. Not enough men want to do that. They want to feel needed and like they're providing and them "living off a woman" and being Mr. Mom may make them feel emasculated in the long run and they may sabotage the relationship by cheating or becoming verbally, emotionally, and maybe even physically abusive. Women need to accept that it may not be ideal to date to marry, be in a serious relationship, or have kids at their current point in life. If you are building a career that you work long hours in, travel a lot, or just aren't available, emotionally or physically, it is okay to hold off on seriously dating, marrying, and having children. It's not forever, just like in life, everything has a season and it may not be their season to build their personal life. Many women wait until their career slows down and they are older to marry and have children and some have children but do not marry and all is okay but there are too many stories of children of public figures stating they felt abandoned, barely knew their famous parents, and had things but really wanted their parent. It's not fair to bring children into a crazy lifestyle where the norm is you working 12-14 hour days and then traveling 20-25 days out of the month. It's not fair or a conducive environment for raising children or having a family and it's okay to realize and accept that. A delay is not a denial.

It is okay to be the rich fabulous auntie, with the aspirational career, nice house, the one who gives the best gifts or is able to provide a lifestyle for a niece or nephew in need, and one who can treat the kids to a nice trip or outing. Sometimes it is your lot in life. It's not about settling or not settling, it's about realistically asking yourself if you have space in your life for another person, spouse or child.

[oftenderweapons]

Dirty ABCs | Jungkook and Candy

Let’s celebrate birthday boy with early NSFW alphabet!!! LET’S GOOOOO

Pairing: Jungkook x reader/OC (Candy)

Wordcount: 2.1k

Genre: headcanons

Rating: 18+. Minors, do not interact.

Here’s my masterlist, enjoy!

Trigger warnings: switch!jk, switch!candy, swearing. Unprotected sex (penetrative and oral — REMEMBER TO USE PROTECTION AND GET CHECKED REGULARLY), double penetration, quickies, creampie, cockwarming, cum eating. Marking, biting, scratching. Masturbation, boobjobs. Mention of mommy kink. Public foreplay, semi-public sex, exhibitionism. Degradation, praise kink, dirty talking, edging, sensory deprivation, overstimulation, multiple orgasms. Predator/Prey dynamics. Choking. Bondage. Toys (vibrators, cockrings, sex swing… 👀). Mild torture (?). Platonic spanks.

Beta read by my better half, @joheunsaram

Aftercare: Jungkook likes cuddles and pillow talk after sex. He’s very traditional about it. He enjoys how vulnerable he feels and how tender Candy is towards him. He really enjoys the softness of it all, and most importantly being babied. He wants tiddies and a nap. Candy is all about spoiling her boyfriend after he’s burnt out and satisfied. She loves how pliant and open he feels afterwards, how easy it is to connect with him and just let him vent about his worries.

Body part: Another tiddie man. He just loves how soft and relaxing it feels to rest his head on Candy’s breasts. He also loves her hair and how good it always smells. He lives to nuzzle into her neck and breathe her in. Candy loves Jungkook’s back. It’s the sexiest thing ever and she likes watching his back muscles flex when he’s fucking her. She also loves his waist, so dainty and feline. And of course his eyes. She could stare into his loving dark irises for hours. They’re so expressive.

Cum: Inside. Jungkook always wants inside. Her mouth is a close second, but if given the chance he wants to sink deep into her and bathe in the scent of her while sheathed in her warmth. It feels natural and romantic and loving. There’s no other place he would want to be other than inside her, all the time. Candy is okay with anything he wants. Watching his peaceful, serene expression after he’s fucked her hard and has found his orgasm inside her is ultimately one of the reasons why she loves having sex with Jungkook.

Dirty secret: Jungkook had been secretly nursing a mommy kink for a while. It did pop up once during one of his and Candy's little encounters, but it's not something he feels ready to face. He is so ashamed of it. Candy is really into Jungkook being her whiny, subby, precious good boy. She only wants to spoil him rotten all the time. However she can't stop thinking about all the girls out there willing to give up a lung to have a one night stand with him. Sometimes she just wishes she could dominate him in public. Tie him up, ride him raw till he's dry.

Experience: Jungkook has had only one partner, with whom the sex felt pretty awful. He didn't really think he was into it or could go that wild before he and Candy started sleeping together. Candy is fairly experienced. She has had three or four short term relationships. Maybe a couple flings.

Favourite position: Jungkook can't pick just one. Well, actually yes: missionary, but with Candy's legs pressed together and thrown over his shoulder but also spread apart, her knees pressed to her shoulders. Candy really likes it when he picks her up and fucks her against the wall, or when he gets really creative. That usually entails lots of laughing and joking and communicating.

Goofy: maybe. It depends. If they're making love, then I do see Jungkook getting emotional and Candy brightening the mood with cute jokes and compliments. They do tend to be goofy when they're together, but usually not during sex. It's either a very emotionally raw moment or vicious fucking.

Hair: Jungkook shaves. He's a neat freak and shaves. He does so religiously. Candy is not that consistent, sometimes she shaves, sometimes she trims. Depends on the mood.

Intimacy: it's very demure but it's there. You wouldn't notice it because the moment Jungkook enters beast mode, it's pretty much degradation and overstimulation all over the place. But it's there too! It's in the mere fact that he trusts her enough to forget how to be civil and decent and just unleashes himself all over her. For the first ten times or so it's shy and attempted, he tiptoes around the very edge of control, but once she tells him she loves him, he goes all out and never stops. He explores and pleases. That's his nature. Candy is the one that grants intimacy the most. He knows he can go wild because she's his anchor, keeping things loving and gentle and tender even through the storm. Now, once Jungkook subs though… intimacy galore. Little touches and small kisses and endless tight hugs. Her first goal is to make him feel safe. And that happens through intimacy.

Jack off: These two? Really? No, you didn't understand. If Jungkook has even a remote chance of cumming inside her, there's no way he's masturbating. He will 300% ignore his instincts until he can have her. And it's pretty difficult for Candy not to be in the mood — or not to get into the mood, if need be. She's also not one for masturbating. She does it only when he's not available, be it because he's abroad or he's too busy. But he's always her first choice. Generally speaking it might happen that he's not in the mood and she decides to take a quick shower and deal with it herself, but usually he's joining her after a couple minutes, his mind changed, a bunny smile on his face as he winks and hops in.

Kink: First and foremost, cockwarming. Creampies shortly after. Candy has a thing for marking him, especially scratches down his muscular upper back. Their kinks depend on who's domming: if it's Jungkook, there's plenty of degradation and high chances of predator/prey dynamics. He gets very horny if Candy plays hard to catch, and he discovers it accidentally, after Candy stole the last serving of his favourite snack. Useless to say, the snack was forgotten and they fucked on the floor. Candy likes choking (receiving) and pretty much anything Jungkook is willing to try. She can't wait to try double penetration with him, she's just waiting for him to open up about the topic. When domming, she's into sensory deprivation, bondage, praise kink and edging, especially when boobjobs are involved, since JK is particularly sensitive about the topic. As long as she has him whining and begging below her, she's ready to try anything.

Location: Well, the bedroom is the place of choice for most occasions. Not always though. The shower is a strong opponent. If they do get naughty outside of their home, it's usually in quite private places too. Hotel rooms. Club or restaurant bathrooms. Foreplay in the lift and on the dance floor — mostly Candy rubbing herself all over Jungkook. Well, they did get nasty in a cave once, but that's another story.

Motivation: as I said, playing catch with Jungkook is always a good way to get him in the mood. He's extremely weak for breasts, so anything regarding those is a hot topic too. Candy often wears loose/low neck shirts and leans over, offering him a glimpse of her lack of bra. Low neckline and no bra usually means "please, fuck me across the living room, thank you" in Candy language. While for Candy, watching Jungkook work out or just get sweaty and flirty is a total panty snatcher. You'll find her bent over, ass up, ready for the take.

No: Jungkook doesn't like receiving degradation. Memories of his ex make him uncomfortable with that. Other than that, he strongly opposes to anything that involves hardcore domination. He can be a dom, but he's extremely sensitive about what he does and some acts are a bit too aggressive for his opinion. Candy hadn't tried anything unconventional before Jungkook, and so far all her past no's have turned into hard yes with Jungkook. She's still exploring her limits.

Oral: Jungkook? Hell yes. He likes receiving but he by far prefers giving, especially when Candy is domming or directing him. He could do that for hours, and his love for the act almost rivals that of our local kitty cat Yoongi. His true joy is being rewarded going for multiples with his head between Candy's thighs. Especially if he's cum inside her. Not too fast though, he needs some cockwarming first. Candy is a true fan of giving head. She especially likes doing so when Jungkook is in a subby and bratty mood. Listening to him getting vocal about his appreciation is always the greatest compliment to her, and also an excellent way to discipline him when he gets cocky.

Pace: Fast. Hard. That's all there is. If he's setting the pace, it's outright demonic, hitting at least 74bpm (it's Kiwi by Harry Styles in halftime). Yes, he can go slower, usually when he's in lover boy mode or even better, when he's trying to show Candy who's the boss. Slow, lazy rolls of his hips reaching unknown depths. If Candy's on top/domming it's all about it being intimate, calm, relaxing even. She wants Jungkook to explore a sensuality he is too rushed and forceful for. Through her slow and steady approach she helps him embrace a more feminine and spiritual sexuality that borders on the psychological and tantric.

Quickie: yes. Hard yes. He is the best with quickies. Just get it over with so they're both relieved and they can chat about their day while he's still inside her. There's not much to say. Just yes.

Risk: they prefer avoiding it, however they're young and experimenting, therefore they do sometimes get a bit past the safety line. The biggest risk for them is doing anything where they could be spotted, therefore they're really subtle and overall not too explicit about anything happening in a semi-public context. Except, that one time while they were on holiday, of course. And that other time in which Candy almost jerked him off in a restaurant before blowing him in his car.

Stamina: Insane. Jungkook's stamina is more about endurance rather than control. He can make Candy cum five or six times while he cums twice and is more than glad. He can go for two consecutive rounds without breaking a sweat. For himself he's usually more than happy with a round of foreplay and one of fucking, but if he's determined enough, he can last one more. He usually doesn't push himself that far though, he does when he's been deprived for long enough.

Toy: Although toys aren't usually a part of their sex life, they do use them every now and then. Vibrators, vibrating cockrings, oh! And their sex swing, of course. That's what they use the most, yes.

Unfair: If Jungkook is in hard dom mode, he is very unfair, plenty of teasing and taunting matched with mockery and degradation. He can keep Candy on her toes for a full hour, giving her small reprieve every here and there. Candy is also equally torturous: if she's domming, she's not done edging him until he's whining, sobbing, begging and possibly crying.

Volume: Normally, Candy is very quiet however, Jungkook always goes the extra mile to make her moan and whine, especially if he's eating her out. Jungkook can be especially eloquent with his sounds: grunting and groaning are typically for his dommier side, while whining and whimpering are usually for his subby one. Moaning is all over the place. Consider also a good amount of murmuring and mumbling some dirty talking. Not too much though.

Wild card: Jungkook likes his hair being combed during aftercare. Candy always relaxes while he speaks loving words to make up for the degradation and mockery. She could fall asleep while combing his hair, she's just that tired and comfortable. Also! When he installed the sex swing in their room, he decided it was a good idea to have permanent hooks on the ceiling, mask them with fake plants. Crackhead.

X-Ray: Jungkook has a nice cock. Not too long, not too thick but it has an upward curve that makes stuff interesting. He's probably around six or seven inches. Candy has objectively nice breasts, full, round, truly well structured. And she has a nice ass too, Jungkook likes squeezing it when she throws her leg on top of him during cuddles. He also spanks it a few tens of times a day — not in the sexual way tho, but more in that encouragement/comradery way he has learnt with the guys.

Yearning: Jungkook can go without sex for a long time. I'm talking about a month and more. It's not a priority for him, except right after he and Candy sleep together for the first time, when he needed to get rid of the high. With him, everything is very inconsistent: one week you're having sex every day, and the following one, he's just all about the cuddles and fluff. Candy is up for anything, however she prefers having sex at least once or twice a week. Both feel safe to initiate without fearing being denied. For them, arousal is very easily built through playing and bantering.

Zzz: both take a while to fall asleep after sex. Plenty of time for pillow talking and cleaning up, though they prefer doing so very pragmatically. Any time spent apart during aftercare is a waste to both of them: they just want to talk things out, relax, bask in each other's warm presence.

[ryouverua]

Saimota is a fantastic ship that only improves with age and their respective maturity. Right from the get-go we see this in canon, too! They have a tumultuous first clash at the end of chapter 1 which is immediately turned on its head, and the subsequent growth and development of their in-game relationship really stands out that much more because of it.

This is a long one, so strap in!

Kaito realizes his mistake in his approach after punching him the night before and rectifies it immediately the next morning when he notices Shuichi hasn’t come to breakfast, rightly guessing that he’s stewing in his own grief and misery. And then, being the emotionally intelligent guy he is, he follows up that night and drags him out to exercise (which, y’know, releases endorphins and is scientifically proven to help with mood boosts and even depression) - a move which Shuichi says in chapter 5 saved his life.

A couple days pass and a body drops. Kaito supports him through the investigation knowing that Kaede had been with him last time and that there’s a danger of him relapsing. In the trial, too, Kaito makes every effort to let Shuichi know that he isn’t alone and someone does have his back if he fumbles. This is the real moment that Shuichi chooses to depend on Kaito and is rewarded for it, and while Kaito does get plenty of ego-feed out of it, he believes in Shuichi and his talent wholeheartedly (enough so that it’ll come back to bite him later). But despite it being framed as a ‘hero and sidekick’ relationship, it’s not just for Kaito’s self-worth - it’s to take some of the mental load off of Shuichi, who really, really doesn’t want the pressure of everyone’s lives solely on his shoulders, and is now dealing with the guilt of two cases where uncovering the guilty party hurt him.

(quick chapter 2 interlude! while this is where a lot of the big hero-worship begins for Shuichi and happens to be where I also did his first FTE and got to witness this:

this is also the chapter when these moments happen, post-breakfast and post-casino scene respectively:

and this happens in the very next FTE:

mmm yes, the duality of man. Suffice it to say, while Shuichi has definite rose-coloured glasses on for a lot of the game, Kaito is definitely not an invincible, untouchable hero in his eyes)

Interestingly enough, despite Shuichi still very much leaning into their friendship (and vice versa), they don’t spend a lot of time together in Chapter 3 after he brings Maki out to training that first night! While Chapter 4 is their real ‘break’, Kaito spends a lot of time in his room in the second half while Shuichi gets to know Maki better. And while Maki is a much, uh, meaner investigation partner (love you girl, but that tongue is sharp), they make a great team. Shuichi also starts poking at Kaito’s reason for holing up in his room, incorrectly guess that it’s just related to the occult being brought up. Most importantly, Shuichi is able to do an investigation on his own independent of Kaito just a week after the end of Chapter 1.

Chapter 4 and its immediate aftermath in 5 is great because it showcases Kaito’s flaws and insecurity, and what conflict between the two of them look like. It’s because Kaito respects Shuichi so much that cracks in his own confidence start appearing - and while Shuichi can be obtuse and awkward at times, he shows signs of wanting to broach some more sensitive topics with Kaito; if you do FTEs with Kaito in Ch 4, he even has an inner narrative in which he notes that Kaito had said his stomach hurt before.

He’s not so self-absorbed as to not worry about his friend (but narratively we gotta save that juicy plot point and subsequent reveal for the end of the trial) but hey, Kaito wants to chill and just shoot the shit - so why not have some downtime with his friend in the murder school. Btw, their FTE availability ends here - so if Shuichi has completed them with Kaito, he’s already had his canon-saimota thoughts at this point. While I have given Shuichi the side-eye for his ‘I can rely on Kaito for anything’ spiel, he is fully able and willing to stand up to Kaito in the Chapter 4 trial despite his canon feelings for him at that point. By the way, it’s been a week and a half since the end of Chapter 1 at this point. Shuichi and Kaito have had an arc together where they become fast friends in a pressure-cooker situation and bonding over shared grief for Kaede (even if Kaito’s is less obvious), Shuichi starts as dependent on Kaito’s emotional support but learns to stand on his own two feet, and Kaito is forced to confront his own weakness and hero persona, all while classmates are dropping (including Kaito’s own ex-hero figure, a stark reminder that ‘heroes’ do have flaws).

So the beginning of Chapter 5 is wild to me because of how it’s so often misinterpreted as Kaito immaturely giving Shuichi the silent treatment despite the entirety of the game preceding it explicitly showing that Kaito will tell you, loudly, when he’s angry at you, and that’s purely because we’re in Shuichi’s perspective and he thinks that’s what’s going on - but that’s a bit of a tangent. What I like about it is how we get to see what happens when Kaito (as sick as he is at that point) feels badly and embarrassed with someone he is close to; he withdraws as opposed to lashing out. And while Shuichi is really, really bad at reaching out too without an inciting incident (tunnel escape), he does try and broach the topic when push comes to shove. He’s not lost in hero worship, not even close - he is rightfully upset that the person he’s closest to at the school is upset while still maintaining to himself and the others that his actions were correct. He doesn’t waver on this, despite his attempt to offer an olive branch at the window of the hangar’s bathroom. He truly stands by his own choices in the last class trial and know he won't back down on that if push comes to shove, and that's important - he won't yield the point just to appease Kaito. Shuichi then manages the investigation on his own, leads the trial on his own, faces off with Maki (and who he thinks is Kokichi) on his own, because he has *reached* a point where he can be independent. And to bring it back to how we get a look at ‘saimota in conflict’, Shuichi and Kaito both make amends with each other by the end of the chapter. Even if it’s spurred by it being their final goodbye, Shuichi gets to say his piece, Kaito lays out one of his own vulnerabilities so he can make peace with Shuichi - and even if I’d love to have had them delve into all of Kaito's various issues, there is a very murderous robobear overseeing this which makes time a factor - and I firmly believe that if they had more time, they could’ve resolved even more of the issues that would come up for Saimota. The groundwork wasn’t just there; there was already half the structure in place. And that’s what makes saimota even more appealing to me, tbh. We get to see them build a relationship, run into a big issue, struggle through it and resolve it by the end of the game - and it means that there’s precedent for them to do it again as more interpersonal challenges come up! It’s a goldmine of ship exploration, and they care about each other enough to work through it.

… By the way, at this point they are 2 weeks past the end of Chapter 1.

Imagine if they had more time. Imagine if Shuichi, who is absolutely dogged in pursuing an issue once he catches wind of it (despite how he can get wrapped up in his own head), who cares a lot for other people, who doesn’t just find runaways as part of his detective talent, but follows up with them after because he cares about more than just finishing the job, had the chance to spend years with Kaito and realize he uses his hero persona to protect a much more fragile sense of self. Imagine Shuichi forming that initial friendship with Kaito without the albatross of Kaede’s death hanging around his neck; about how he’ll still look up to Kaito and his fantastic positivity, passion and excellence in his chosen field, and that would only be matched by Kaito’s own admiration of Shuichi’s skills as a detective. Imagine if Kaito, who repeatedly shows the ability to reflect and change his mind when presented with evidence against his viewpoint and was able to express his own insecurity and jealousy to Shuichi in the end, was given the breathing room and space to get more comfortable with doing so. Imagine how difficult and emotionally mature they were to navigate as well as they did in a life-or-death situation that took place over a couple of weeks tops, and how much more they could grow if given the time and space for it.

... And this was nearly going to be where I ended the post, until Ira reminded me of TDP and sent me this wonderful Saimota event (which takes place before the final graduation/training trio event):

Oh hey, Shuichi picked up his catchphrase! It's quite cute how he's finishing Kaito's sentence here - he's spent a couple of years being friends with Kaito at this point, and has even taken up exercising on his own for stress relief. I wonder whose influence that was?

Anyway -

Shuichi has figured out at this point that he does need to firmly extend that helping hand to Kaito rather than worry and keep it to himself. On the other side, Kaito has learned that it is okay to accept that outstretched hand, even if he doesn't need it right now - that he can admit that some day, he might. He's being blase, sure, but it is a far cry from his in-game 'I don't/won't need help'. Good for you, Kaito - you've grown a lot! And that's the most important thing their TDPs show - their capacity for growth not just as individuals, but in a relationship. Of course there will be bumps along the way - it’s very rare that any relationship won’t have them! - but they've proven that they can work these problems in the worst of circumstances. This is by far one of the strongest ships with canon foundation in the entire series, and my goodness do I still love it years later.

[lonelyhobi]

Mayores

summary: Life is too short to spend it dealing with immature little boys. You’ve always been a go getter, knowing exactly what you want. And what you want is someone a little older. 

A mi gusta que me traten como dama aunque a veces se me olvide cuando estamos en la cama. 

pairing: namjoon x reader

genre: fwb, age gap

warnings: age difference, big dick joon (duh), fingering, unprotected sex (be responsible), vibrator use, squirting, oral sex (f & m), multiple orgasm

word count: 5.8k

The noise inside of the club was booming so much you could feel the vibrations through your heels. Honestly you don’t even know why you go out anymore, the clubs around here are full of childish men. Boys. And you are so over dealing with stupid games and inexperienced assholes. 

Since your last ‘situationship’ ended you had sworn off men entirely. Jungkook was an idiot and though he could please you to your pussys content, he wasn’t ready for a real relationship. And it was definitely your fault for giving him a chance full on knowing he was six months younger than you. He was a whole fucking child.

It wasn’t until one fateful nights that you stumbled across him. 

Literally stumbled. 

You were out drowning your sorrows over Jungkook’s immatureness when you had tripped over your own feet. Instead of eating the ground, you felt strong arms grip your shoulders pressing you into a solid chest. And boy was it solid. 

That’s how you met Namjoon. A real man. And you were obsessed to say the least. He was so much more different than any guy you had been with before. Being 6 years your senior he was in a completely different stage of his life. 

Having graduated and finished his masters, Namjoon had a career and a home. Yes a home, not some shit apartment with 5 roommates. He also had hand towels and honestly that’s one of the sexiest things about him. Number one being his huge dick. Something he had even in his youth but damn did he know how to use it, and that kind of knowledge definitely came with experience. 

This man would provide stimulating conversation, make you laugh and even open doors for you. Literally the bare minimum expectation for a partner but there was a time Jungkook had left you at home on the way out to a date... WITH YOU. 

Namjoon was the definition of a man, 401K and insurance type of man, the thought alone had you creaming your panties.

Not only was Namjoon set in terms of his education, and financial stability, but he was actually emotionally available. That’s not to say you two were seeing each other, but he made his interest in you very clear and direct and it turns your stomach into knots just thinking about it. 

He wanted you. Not just as a woman but as a companion, and it was you who didn’t feel ready to take that step. But being the man he is, he said he was willing to wait. A “lady like you deserves the pursuit and I intend to court you.” is what he told you when you had rejected his proposal for a relationship and you’d be lying if you didn’t jump on his dick for round two when he said it. 

Which is why time and time again you find yourself in Namjoons bed more than you’d like to admit. But who can blame you, older men are hot. You knew Namjoon was serious about you, but part of you was scared of that commitment and having to let go of your youth. Despite knowing that Namjoon was everything you wanted and needed. 

Your best friend Mina had managed to drag you out with her tonight despite your earlier plans with Namjoon. She had been in a bitchy mood since she had opened the door this morning to a delivery meant for you. A gorgeous bouquet of white lilies sat on your kitchen table from Namjoon and it had reminded her of how alone she was.

Accompanying her out tonight so she wasn’t awkwardly waiting to get hit on seemed like the least you could do for her. You had let Namjoon know you were hanging out with Mina tonight, and he had responded with a ‘Sounds good, beautiful. Have fun with your friend!’ which had already thrown you for a spin. 

Normally when you’d cancel plans with Jungkook or any of your exes you’d get the cold shoulder or some rude ass possessive response. But not him. 

Namjoon never acted like anything but a gentleman. A clear distinction to everyone else. Especially the current idiot in your presence.

“Hey baby if you were a washing machine, I would put my dirty load inside you.” you felt a shiver run down your spine as foreign hands gripped your waist. Turning around you come face to face with the sleazeball who thought that was an appropriate way to address a woman. 

“That’s disgusting, and how dare you speak to me like that?!” pushing off his hands as you step out of his grasp. It really blew your mind how ridiculous these guys were. Did he really think that shitty line would work? 

“Oh c’mon baby don’t act like you're all that. I’m sure you’d take me so good between those pretty little thighs of yours”

Before you can reject this dudes advances once again you feel an arm drape over your shoulder. “Is there a problem here?”

Looking to the handsome dimpled man, you feel yourself shrink into his grasp feeling safe but also all the more needy for him. Pouting you look up to him “Yeah it’s fine, he was just leaving.”

“Sorry man, didn’t realize she was taken. She’s been making eyes at me this whole time. Better keep a shorter leash on your bitch bro.” Mr.Laundromat places his hand on Namjoon’s shoulder and you feel his back muscles tense at his disrespect. 

“Now that’s no way to speak to a lady, bro” he adds as he shrugs off the dude's arm. He tilts his head over to someone getting their attention. And in .2 seconds you see a buff man dressed in all black approaching. “Let’s go” you hear the gruff voice of the man as he grips onto the guy. “What the hell man let me go!”

“Enjoy your evening Mr. Kim, ma’am.” you hear the guard tell Namjoon before bowing at you. He yanks the idiot away as you turn dumbfounded to look at him. “What are you doing here Joonie?” you bring your hand up to play with his collar but he brings it up to kiss your knuckle.

“When you said you were going out, I decided to take my friend's offer on checking out his new club. I didn’t know you would be here princess.”

“Your friends club?”

“Yes my old roommate from college, Seokjin. He’s over in the lounge would you like to say hi? Nothing would make me happier than to have you on my arm sweet girl.” Nodding your head you lean into him placing a kiss on his neck. “Sorry I bailed earlier, Mina’s on a dry spell and insists on moral support”.

“I understand. Friends are important. Shall we?” He lets his arm travel to your waist and leads you to the velvet rope in front of the VIP lounge. You're greeted by another guard who recognizes Namjoon and lets the two of you pass. Walking over to a table you see an extremely handsome man’s face light up as you approach.

“Namjoon! Hey man glad you finally made it!” Standing you see who you assume is Seokjin wrapping an arm around Namjoon excitedly before facing you. “Seokjin” he says before extending his arm for you to place yours in. His lips grace your hand and you can’t help but blush feeling intimidated by the man. “Y/N” you mutter. Sensing your nerves Namjoon wraps his arm around your waist gently as you lean into him. 

They begin a conversation catching up on work and life including you ever so often to ask how you liked the club and if you wanted anything. Feeling completely out of place you just sit pretty next to Namjoon casually playing with the hand he has resting on your knee. 

To be quite honest there was only one thing you were thinking of with Namjoon so close to you. And it was how eager you were to feel his cock between your legs. He was wearing the most unforgiving cream pants that did him no favors in hiding his monster dick. That’s what you had dubbed it during your first sexual encounter. 

It still amazes you how you managed to fit as much as you did in your mouth. But even then you still had to stroke most of it with your hand. Pressing your things together at the memory you are lost in thought. 

The sound of your name has you snapping out of your daze, looking to Seokjin who you guessed had asked you a question. “Sorry what was that?”

“I had just asked what your major was. Namjoon mentioned you were graduating.”

“Oh I’m an english major.” you state, still shy under the gaze of two unbelievably attractive men.

“Interesting, quite the romantic I presume? Hopefully you aren’t too let down with this guy.” he laughs out before Namjoon throws him a playful glare.

“So how long have you and Namjoon been together? He hasn’t stopped raving about you.”

Shying away at his kind words you feel Namjoon squeeze your knee reassuringly. “Well she hasn’t allowed me the pleasure officially, but I’m hoping one of these days she’ll let me slip through.”

You laugh pushing against him gently. “He’s amazing we’re just taking things a little slow.”

“Hopefully not too slow. I know you’re about to be fresh out of college but this guy isn’t getting any younger.” Jin jokes and Namjoon shakes his head. 

“C’mon Jin-hyung you know better than me a real woman like this one is too fine and delicate to rush. Right princess?” Your face digs deeper if that was possible into his neck as he chuckles. Pressing a kiss to your head he continues his conversation with his friend turning his attention away. 

As the night goes on you see Mina walking away with a handsome guy as she throws you a thumbs up. Looking back to Namjoon you take in those damn cream pants again. Feeling a little more confident you trail your fingers over to his thigh. Still engrossed in his conversation with Jin, you let your fingertips wander closer to the outline of his dick. Lightly tracing around, you let your touch get harder until you feel him grasp your shoulder. Leaning to your ear “What do you think you're doing little one?”

“Need you.” you mumble out, feeling exhausted from the day and wanting nothing more than to be stuffed full of this man.

“Now now princess, I’m having a conversation right now. Good girls know how to wait.”

“But-”

“No butts, are you not a lady babygirl?” pouting you retrieve your hand from between his legs before crossing your arms. Huffing out like a petulant child Namjoon shakes his head. Brat. 

It isn’t long before Namjoon ends your suffering and excuses you both from Seokjin. Holding your hand he leads you out of the club and into the valet entrance before pulling you into his side gently.

“Now princess, want to tell me why you’re so worked up?”

“I want you Joonie.” you whimper out giving him your best puppy dogs eyes in hopes that somehow it entices him into driving faster once you get into the car.

“That’s my girl. Always wanting to play the part of a pretty saint but deep down you know you're a little slut for me right baby?” you feel a light pat against your ass as Namjoon tips the valet before opening your door for you. He jogs over to his side before settling in and pressing his hand against your knee once again.

The car ride to Namjoon’s home is quiet and you know better than to try anything on him in the car. Knowing full well that he'll be taking care of you once he has you in his bed. Running out to your side once you arrive at his home he escorts you out of the car and into his house. As soon as the door closes you feel yourself being pressed against it, Namjoon towering over you.

“Y/n, y/n, y/n, what was that little move you were pulling in front of Seokjin hyung?” arms railing over your arms until he reaches your jaw gripping your chin he pulls your gaze to look at him. His other hand toying with the strap of your dress. 

“I wanted to play Joonie.” you try your best to say as assertively as you can but when he’s handling you like a little doll you can’t help but feel yourself cover. This man was truly intoxicated and you couldn’t wait to have him. Reaching down in an attempt to feel him through his pants, you hear him laugh.

“My little one always wants to play. But ladys don’t try to touch their men in public like that sweet girl. That was very naughty of you.” He chastises you wagging his finger between your faces.

“I don’t care Joon, I want you so bad please. I need you.” desperation starts to sink in as his breath ghosts over your neck. Teasingly he had been placing kisses along your collarbone to the sensitive spot near your ear.

Chuckling at your distress Namjoon takes pity and pulls you further into his house. “C’mon princess take a seat would you like something to drink?” Before you can voice your protest Namjoon has already made it to the kitchen. Opening up your favorite bottle of wine he fills your glass before pouring himself some whiskey. Walking back over to you, he sits a respectable distance away as he hands you your drink. 

Still pouting you sit there sipping on your wine eye-fucking him as if your life depends on it. Smugly Namjoon just sits there nursing his own drink.

“You know what my favorite thing about you is?”

“My wonderful personality? My boobs? Champion dick sucking abilities?” you question with a smirk.

“Well it sure as hell isn’t your humility.” he chuckles out before leaning closer to your ear. 

“My favorite thing is that no matter how hard you try to be a big girl, you’re just my little cockslut.” nipping on your ear you let out a high whimper, much to his delight. 

“J-joon please”

“Now young lady, you need to be patient” he scolds while trailing his hand up to your thigh squeezing. Feeling your painties begining to pool in your arousal you sit through the torture he puts you through. Closing your eyes you try to refrain yourself from reaching over and taking that massive cock down your throat. 

After about five minutes of being lavished in kisses you’ve just about had enough. Sitting up straighter you left out a huff and you can feel Namjoons chest vibrate with laughter. “Patience baby, I got you princess.” With a final kiss to your mouth, you’ve had enough. Pressing your hand to his firm chest you push him back onto the couch. 

Kicking a leg over you straddle his lap, roughly kissing him. His arms circle around your waist as he gives in letting you have your way. Desperately kissing him trailing down to his neck and every visible patch of skin, you make your way back to his mouth. “Please let me taste you. I want to make you feel good Joonie please.”

“Isn’t my little dove so sweet. Alright baby you know I can’t deny you anything too long.” he laughs while patting your thigh, giving you the go ahead. Pecking his cheek excitedly you slide down in between his legs. Pushing his thighs farther apart you admire the bulge pressing against those damn cream pants.

Reaching up you press against his hardening length as he strokes your hair lovingly letting you admire him. He can’t imagine your fascination with his dick but he’s not gonna question it when he gets the best head he’s ever gotten from you. 

Letting his hand drag down to your chin he strokes your bottom lip gently. Opening your mouth you take his thumb in to suck on giving him your best innocent expression. 

“That’s my girl.” he breathes out. Keeping your eyes locked on his you make use of your hands and undo his pants. He lifts up his hips to allow you to pull them down but you quickly press your hands on his. “No, keep them on.” Namjoon throws you an amused expression and an arched brow. “Please? I like them.” Shaking his head with a chuckle he situates himself back against the couch letting you get back to it.

Gently taking his cock out from his underwear you feel your desire grow and your heat pulse at the sight. Opening your mouth you grasp his member in your hands as you tap the head against your tongue. Hissing out softly as you begin to suckle on the head Namjoon maneuvers your hair to one side. 

Tilting to one side you begin lick up from base to tip trying to lather as much of your spit on him to ease the burn when you try to take him down your throat. It was no joke that this man had a huge dick and no matter how many times you took him either in your mouth or between your legs he always left a slight strain. 

Once you deem his cock sufficiently covered in saliva, you let your head meet the top of his cock before sinking down to about halfway. Letting your tongue work it’s way around his shaft for a bit, you hollow out your cheeks and bob your head up and down. Stroking what you haven’t fit in your mouth yet you inch down every so often not forgetting to keep your hand moving. 

Letting a groan slip out you look up to Namjoon who is the picture of bliss. Head thrown back, hand gripping the armrest as his mouth opened in silent pleasure. Wanting to be rewarded with more dulcet noises you relax your throat as you sink down further trying your best to fight your gag reflex. 

You do your best to bob your head up and down along his shaft as tears prick your eyes. Grabbing his hand on the couch and the one at his side you bring them to the sides of your head to help you in your plight to take all him. 

“Holy fuck you’re perfect.” Namjoon groans as he holds your face a delicately as he can as he begins to thrust into your mouth.

“You’re so good at sucking my cock baby.” he wipes at the tears as he continues pushing his way into your throat. Not fully pushing in to refrain from hurting you but going in enough to see the drool pooling from your mouth. 

“Aren’t you a hungry girl little one? So desperate for my cock aren’t you?” moaning around his length in response, you bring a hand up to reach into underwear and play with his balls.

Having been caught by surprise Namjoon surges forward a little too much causing you to choke out around his length giving a particularly strong swallow. Letting out a loud moan Namjoon pulls you off of his cock before pulling you up into his lap for a kiss. 

“ You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life.” he whispers against your lips before he wraps his hand around your waist and the other under your knees. Carrying you up bridal style he starts walking. “Come on baby, let’s go to the bedroom.” 

He lays you down gently on the bed always treating you like a precious flower. Before kissing your lips sweetly, trailing his arms to the straps of your dress. “May I?” he questions, always the gentleman.But being ridiculously horny and needy for his cock has you rushing out a “Please!” 

“Desperate little thing” laughing at his eager princess he takes your dress off widening his eyes slightly since you weren’t wearing a bra or underwear.  “See I was right you’re a minx baby girl.” Blushing bashfully you pull him down for a kiss “Just for you.” 

He leans down and engulfs your breast in his mouth. Tonguing with your nipple while the other hand tweaks the other one. He nips lightly while your hands grasps at the silver strands of his hair. Pushing your hips up to feel some sort of friction against his pants has him nipping extra hard on your nipple. Pulling out a whimper from you he looks up. “Be a good girl and wait.” He presses another kiss to your nipple before moving onto the next one, licking and sucking it into his mouth. 

Once he was satisfied with hardened peaks he continued his descent down to your aching heat. Kissing along your stomach he teasingly drops to your thighs. Delighted by your enthusiasm he stares at your pussy as you spread your legs for him. Though Namjoon was a perfect gentleman and never treated you as anything but, he definitely threw that out the window as soon as he got a peak at your needy pussy. 

“God damn babygirl, look at you spread out for me.” Bringing his fingers to your lips he spreads them to lewdly admire the way your hole was clenching. He gazes in amazement at the wetness and can’t help but lick his lips in anticipation. 

“You are perfect. I don’t know how but I am the luckiest man in the world” blushing you nudge his head down. “Please Joon I just want you.” He places a final kiss on your thigh before leaning down and licking a long stripe from your entrance to your clit. “Fuck” you let out lowly finally feeling some semblance of relief. 

Getting to work, fingers still spreading you out he begins licking at your entrance every once in a while letting his tongue poke lightly at your entrance. Unable to control yourself you attempt to buck your hips to push his tongue inside of you but he only laughs into your pussy and uses his free hand to press your hips down. Trailing his mouth up he lightly licks at your clit while looking at the blissful expression on your face. “P-please don’t tease.” You feel his smile before he playfully nips at your sensitive bud. 

His hand leaves your hips to pull back your upper mound and fully expose you to him. The fingers that had been spreading your lips reach in to stroke your entrance. He sucks in your clit harshly as he pushes in one finger. You both let out a loud moan in unison, him at the feel of your tight walls against his finger. Fully in work mode Namjoon diligently licks and sucks at your clit while his middle fingers press into you working you open for him. With your hands tangled in his hair, you’re laying back enjoying the feel of his mouth on you. 

When he deems you stretched out enough his fits in another finger while rubbing harsh circles on your clit with his other hand. You shoot up immediately moaning out “Namjoon fuck!” Before holding his face in your arms, almost in a seated position. He reaches up to plant a kiss on your lips as he continues to finger fuck you. 

“Taste yourself baby girl.” He says before licking into your mouth allowing your tongue to thoroughly trace the inside of his. Resting your head against his forehead he keeps the pace of his fingers going inside of you. His other hand unrelenting as it strokes your bud. 

Sliding another finger in Namjoon begins to scissor them in you. Deeming you ready for another finger he slips in a third, slowly working them in and out of your tight cunt. Whining slightly at the feeling he kisses your nose lightly. “Just gotta stretch you out a bit princess, relax for me.” 

Kissing at your neck he continues to finger fuck you, letting his fingers curl inside of you. Reaching that sweet spot inside you cry out for him. “Oh fuck yes, Namjoon!” 

“That’s a good girl baby. You gonna cum for me so I can fuck your needy dirty pussy?” he asks speeding up his fingers while he pressed a little harder on your clit.

Gasping out you clench around his fingers as your high takes over. You moan out his name as you grind back and forth on his fingers to ride the wave of your orgasm. Catching your breath you whine when he pulls his fingers out of you. Taking them into his mouth you both moan. “I need you Joon.”

“You just came baby, already ready to get fucked huh princess?”

“Don’t make me beg, you know I will.”

“Oh I know.” he smirks as he pushes you to lay flat on your back. Kissing your lips he starts to unbutton his shirt and you quickly push it off of his shoulders. Dragging your hand up and down his strong chest you moan a little into his mouth at the feel. Holding out your hand a little lower you start to stroke his length lazily through the kiss. 

Settling on his knees between your legs,  he positions his cock at your aching center. Tapping at clit you moan out hopelessly as Namjoon teases you. “Namjoon fuckk. Put it in please!”

Circling your entrance he allows the tip to push through your entrance before pulling it out quickly. He repeats this a few times and when you open your mouth to complain once again he pushes in fully.

“Fu-ckkk” You let out in a high pitched voice as he groans lowly gripping your hips to aid him in his thrusts. Namjoon’s cock near bottoms out and you feel so unbelievably full with him inside you. 

“That feel good baby?” he asks as he pulls back leaving just the tip inside of you before pushing back in a swift movement. He continues to fuck into you in slow fulid motions leaning down to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

Your fingers grip his hair as you push your hips forward to meet his thrusts. “You’re taking me so well baby, doing such a good job.” You moan under his praise as he sits up again. Reaching down to rub at your clit his pace quickens forcefully. “You feel amazing baby, I almost forget how tight and wet you get for me. I can’t wait to have you everyday princess.”

Slapping your clit you jolt forward “Jesus Joon!” you screech. 

Laughing he pats your clit before continuing to rub you. “God imagine waking up to you baby. I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you. Can’t wait to have you.” 

Making grabby hands at him he leans to kiss you. “You already have me.” you whine as you feel your high approaching as the circles on your clit tighten. 

“You know what I mean little one.” He mumbles placing another kiss before going back to playing with your nipples wanting to coax your orgasm. 

“Please Joon” you moan out not even sure what you’re asking for.

“What baby what do you want?”

“I just wanna cum, want to cum around you. Want you to feel me.” you squeak out pulling him back up to your face needing to feel him on you. 

He kisses along your neck suckling on that sweet spot just below your ear and you feel your second orgasm overtake you. Cumming all over his cock he feels you tighten impossibly around his length and you try to milk his own orgasm. Not done with you though he pulls himself away from you and his hand from you clit. 

“Flip over” He instructed before you had time to protest. Turning on all fours you wiggle your ass towards him a little while laughing. You were tired from the last two orgasms but the part of you that wanted him to cum was stronger than that. You feel him shuffle behind you before he takes his spot behind you again groping your ass.

Gripping your ass he plays with your cheeks pulling them apart to take a peek at your dripping pussy. Even more wet from your second orgasm, gripping his cock he runs the pre-cum covered head across your folds pressing a little harder on your sensitive clit. Amused at the noise you let out he thoroughly covers his cock in your juices once again before thrusting into you from behind. 

The force knocks you down to your elbows and you feel Namjoon press up against your back. Reaching around he grips your breast into his hands tweaking your nipples while fucking into you. Mouth near your ear you hear him groan out. You hear a buzz start out and you’re about to question it when he presses the bullet vibrator on your clit. Crying out you bury your face into the bed.

“Joonie!! Oh my god!” you mewl out as he trails kisses down your spine and back to your neck.

 “Here you are making me work like crazy to call you mine, when you’ve been my little whore since I first fucked you.” 

At your silence Namjoon brings his hand down in a loud slap across your ass. Moaning out you throw your ass farther back into him.

“Isn’t that right baby girl? You’re all mine huh?”

“Say it!” he yells out at your silence.

“I-I’m y-yours Joon!” coming to your senses you're able to respond. Feeling your high approaching ridiculously fast your legs begin to tremble. 

“Good girl princess. God I can’t wait to show you off baby. So pretty.” he says as his big hand trails over your ass. He delivers a sharp smack that jolts your ass pushing yourself onto his thick cock once again. Pressing his hand harder onto your clit you let out the loudest screech as you finally crash into your high. Your hands give out under you as Joon grips your abdomen with his hand. 

“Namjoon!!! God J-joonn!” Your cum begins to squirt out of you as Namjoon continues to fuck you through it. He thrust pushing the cum all over the bed making even more of a mess. You lay there trying to catch your breath as tears of pleasure fall down your cheeks.  

Giving you a couple more seconds of bliss Namjoon feels you tense around his cock, so he pulls away the vibrator from your clit. Your drenched hole continues to pulse around him and he feels his high approach him. 

“Fuck Y/N! That was so hot baby girl. My good girl.” His grip moves to your hips as he pistons quickly into you trying to cum as quickly as he can so he can hold you. Mumbling incoherently you do your best to squeeze around his cock to help him.

“S-shit do that again. I fucking love your pussy baby, god damn” He moans, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. With one final squeeze around his cock he feels his orgasm hit. Your spent pussy continues to milk him through his orgasm as he slowly pumps his cum into you. You moan as you feel the warm spurts hit your walls. 

When he’s finished, Namjoon gently pulls out of you moving to get a towel to clean you up. Your body falls slack against the bed. Only wanting to be overtaken by sleep. You feel the bed dip as Namjoon turns you over and gently spreads your legs. Not bringing yourself to open your eyes you feel him clean up the mess between your thighs. You feel the bed move again as he leans over your body to pick you up in his arms. 

“What are you doing?” you mutter quietly as he plants a kiss on your forehead shushing you. 

“We can’t sleep in there. Someone made a mess on the sheets” he teases and you find the strength to bring an arm up and pinch his nipple.

“I’m sorry baby. Here.” he sets you comfortably in the spare bedroom as he leaves you again giving you a nice eyeful of his ass before you shut them. 

A few moments later you can hear him running around before a loud “Ow! Fuck!” makes its way to you. Chuckling slightly at his misfortune you hear him re-enter the room.

Coming to your side you peer an eye at him and he stands before you in new boxers and holding a shirt for you. “Come here baby” he says before helping you put the shirt on. 

He round the bed before laying down with you pulling your back flush with his chest, his hand brushing your hair out of your face.

“I wasn’t joking. When I said you were mine.” Namjoon says aloud, hoping you're still awake.

“I know” you whisper, pressing yourself further into his warmth.

“I don’t mind the wait you’re worth every second.” he says before pressing a kiss just below your ear.

“I like when you say pretty things to me.” you turn letting and eye peak out at him. The sight that overwhelms your senses is of a man so utterly devoted to you. It warms your heart to see the care in his eyes. Despite the different stages of life you are in, you can’t help but feel hopelessly in love with this man to not want to settle down with him. 

“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.” He mutters out against your ear, his calm voice lulling you to sleep.

“Neruda, easy” you answer as he places another feather-like kiss against your skin.

“Neither the angels in Heaven above, nor the demons down under the sea, can ever dissever my soul of the beautiful Y/N” You smile as you rest against him. 

“Annabel Lee” you giggle out softly correcting him of his remix Edgar Allan Poe. 

“Fine how about, I love you so much and I cannot wait for a future with you.”

Turning in his embrace to face him. “I don't know that one?” you pout furrowing your brow.

“That’s because I just made it up.” he smiles showing his dimples off and his eyes gleam proudly at his cheesy line. 

“Kim Namjoon. I don’t care how old you are, you're literally a dork” you laugh kissing him before returning to the comfort of his chest and letting sleep overtake you.

A/N: This is my first go at writing a full smut scene so please let me know if you liked it! And thanks to everyone who's liked and read Beautiful Star I had plans to continue that one as a fic so look out for that! <3

[theramseyloft]

You go on about how intelligent/emotional pigeons are, but you treat them like objects and that bothers me. You separate bonded pairs of these intelligent, loving animals so frequently as if they don't have any feelings. And then you wonder why these birds afterward do not just take a new mate instantly. You are continually traumatizing these animals and causing them to shut down because they probably begin to realize any new bond they make will only be severed.

I do that because they are.

There is a huge difference between treating a living being like an object and acknowledging that the feelings of a non-human will not often perfectly align with those of a human.

Different species are different.

They have different physical, emotional, and social needs, even if there are a lot of close parallels.

And there are certainly a lot of parallels between humans and pigeons;

They are self aware cooperative social learners.

They form societies.

Those societies have a culture that varies regionally and they have a base line of values...

But their society, culture, and values are different from a human’s because pigeons are not human.

Nothing specializes in preying on humans. We generalize in preying on everything, as a species, as a whole.

We change our environment to suit our needs as much as we are able, and we are more able with every generation.

While things, objectively, can happen to any human at any time, out of nowhere..

On the whole, we generally don’t expect them to.

As such, our monogamous relationships are, ideally, “Until death do us part” meaning “Until we both die of old age, preferably around the same time.”

To the extent that closely bonded humans are emotionally devastated by the loss of that life partner.

To many of us, a life partner is also counted as lost if they engage in sexual infidelity, and if this happens, we are just as devastated (if not even more devastated) as we could have been if that partner had died.

Pigeons are a prey species that evolved in a cheetah-and-thompson’s-gazelle-style arms race with the Peregrine Falcon.

Their monogamous relationships version of “Until Death do us part” can be better translated; “Until one or the other of us gets eaten on a foraging trip.”

And sexual fidelity does not enter into the equation for a pigeon unless their partner is treading or being tread by some one else at the exact moment that bird wants to tread or be tread by their partner.

A cock who wants sex will seek out his wife first, but if she is not interested, he will go asking all the hens away from their nest until one agrees and crouches for him.

If his mate changes her mind and wants him to tread her, she will seek him out and crouch to present herself.

He will tread his wife, and after they do the cute little “I just had sex” dance that’s reserved for mated pairs (side flings get neither this nor courtship. Just sex and separate.) she goes off to do what ever she wanted to do.

If the cock is satisfied, he goes with his wife.

If he still needs or wants more sex, he can tread as many hens as he wants. His wife will not care, because she has had her turn.

If a hen wants sex, she will seek out her husband, generally, but if he’s busy or away, she’ll present for who ever she likes.

Her husband does not care who filled the egg. He only cares that she lays it in his nest and he gets to help set and raise it.

Pigeons divorce partners they consider to be inadequate. Cocks who fail to fill eggs, hens who refuse to set eggs, partners of either sex that don’t spend enough time reaffirming their bond with their spouses...

Unrequited relationships and love triangles are also relationships that pigeons find themselves in.

A pair is considered to have divorced if one partner or the other moves in and spends their nights in the nest of another partner, not for mating with some one else.

Some times, divorces are mutual, and both birds move on to other mates.

Some times, they are not. And the partner left will pine and keep making overtures to reconcile with the partner that left them.

But when a mate just disappears and doesn’t come back, they are assumed by the remaining partner to have been eaten.

If they were closely bonded, the remaining partner may wait a week or so at most, in case they were lost, in hopes the missing bird will make their way back and reunite.

If, after a week, the remaining bird is keeping to them self and not socializing, something is physically wrong, and anthropomorphizing it as “depressed” can get the bird killed.

The veterinary term ‘depression’ describes an animal that is physically ill, be that from a pathogen attacking it to ingesting or absorbing a toxin or simple vitamin or mineral deficiency.

For example;

A week after I became aware that breeding pigeons could become salt deficient and gave the flock a salt and trace mineral brick, birds that had shown no interest in bonding or courting for months are suddenly flirting with everything that moves.

They were not too traumatized to before.

They had a mineral deficiency.

They did not court because they did not feel good.

With the addition of their supplement brick, lo and behold, they all feel better and are courting again.

I have an entire flock to take care of, and I am responsible for the wellbeing of every individual I bring into the world.

To avoid overcrowding, I have a cap of 10 breeding pair.

Because that is the number of adults and their offspring under 6 months old that my loft can comfortably house.

When ever a new breeding bird leaves quarantine or a keeper reaches 6 months, a bird of the same sex has to be retired and made available to avoid overcrowding and the stress and disease that come with it.

Who retires when is not arbitrary.

There are very strict criteria.

1. Physical health.

Regardless of whether or not I have a replacement ready, a bird who may be hurt by the physical process of reproduction or the strain of rearing young, or who may pass on genes that may be harmful to potential offspring is retired on the spot and adopted out with a strict nonbreeding agreement.

Gus is a sweet boy,

But this happens to him every molt, and we have since found out that it runs in both sides of his family, proving it to be genetic and cumulative.

As cute as he and Leela were together, I cannot let him breed.

Because I would have to be a monster to be willing to knowingly pass that painful condition on to another generation.

He has a forever family familiar with his condition to whom he is going on Monday.

2. Undesirable structure

I do not mean anything as stupid as “This animal isn’t pretty enough.”

Cody is not only gorgeous, but an excellent father who has served our program very well.

But his muffs are big enough to make walking uncomfortable, so while I like the rest of his traits, that’s one I want to breed away from.

Now that I have a brother and Sister of his with short muffs that do not cause them discomfort, 

Farthing 

and suki

will continue contributions to the project

and Cody is available.

3. Antisocial behavior that disrupts or disturbs their flock mates.

Indica

And Pookie 

Are the poster children for flock disruption.

They are a gay and bi mated pair of cocks, who are literally turned on by prying other treading pairs off of each other.

If they see another pair treading, Indica will grab the hen by the scruff, Pookie will grab the cock by his, and they will pull in opposite directions, prying the treading pair apart, and marching them in opposite directions towards the wall.

Indica and Pookie will then throw the bird they have at the wall and then run back to meet each other in the center of the floor, smooch-feed each other back and forth, and take turns treading each other.

On top of this, they defend 15 of the 36 total nest boxes in my loft, refusing to pick a specific one or let any other pair settle in a box to lay.

You may or may not have noticed that when I advertised the available birds on Thursday, I made a point of saying that I would prefer these two be adopted together because they are bonded and would be happier that way.

A prospective new family is coming to meet them on Monday.

But they are SUCH a violent disruption to their flock mates that if only one had a home lined up, it would be unkind to the rest of the flock to keep them both on the insistence that they go together.

4. Shitty parenting history

Parents who tend to ignore eggs or peeps, leaving all the work of setting or feeding to their partner.

This is a personality trait, and such a parent puts dangerous strain on their partner and stress on their peeps. 

Their partner will usually divorce them for that, so adopting the bad parent out isn’t “Splitting up a bonded pair”.

Their former spouse is usually looking for or has found some one else with out any interference on my part.

5. Too many offspring/grandchildren

This is to avoid any more inbreeding than necessary.

Betty is one of the best studs here.

He is an outstanding father who sits tight on his eggs, pumps his peeps full, and educates them carefully though weaning.

MANY are his children and grand children, and he has a strong preference for birds with faces like his.

He has already bred with his niece to produce Sherry, and I would like to avoid having him breed to any more of his kin.

Once his peep with Liang is weaned, he will be adopted.

Liang is very skittish, and she liked him right off the bat, so I delayed his retirement to give her more time to feel secure with the flock.

But with her egg hatching, she is allowing herself to be casually flirt with more.

Wukong still likes her. So do Cherub and Ginger, so she’ll have her pick when Betty goes to his new home.

6. Temperament

The Therapy Bird Project is working towards developing a performance breed with a temperament conducive to Therapy work.

All else being equal; The birds are all physically sound with no known detrimental genes, no embellishments too exaggerated, not overly aggressive to flock mates, great parents... Then the bird least interested in human company gets retired.

The ground work of physical and mental base soundness has to be laid first and foremost for that excellent temperament I’m aiming for to shine in their handler’s lives for as long as possible.

You probably have not noticed that when bonded pairs retire at the same time, I make a thing of them being bonded in hopes that they will be adopted together.

Dodger and Alex retired close enough to each other that both are still here, and I would prefer they be adopted together.

But if one of them gets a perfect home lined up where I think that individual will be happy, I will not refuse them that good home for the sake of not splitting up a pair.

You care about the idea of that a LOT more than the pigeons themselves do.

[yan-twst]

please take care of yourself! if it's not too much trouble, can i please request yandere riddle, ruggie, azul, and epel with a darling who confessed to them before they could even think of kidnapping/murder/etc? thank you very much!

warnings: general yandere themes,mentions of blood, mentions of death, non consensual drug use

riddle rosehearts

he’s taken off guard, at first. riddle is one to plan out everything, to make sure he has a guideline and follow it- his sudden obsession is no different

perhaps it’s early enough he can still tell himself his emotions were simply a crush, simply the kind of romance others speak of; after all, his darling just waltzed into his arms before his heart could provide thoughts of keeping them to himself, before he could grow jealous of anyone who spoke to them

and yet, instead of the newfound relationship putting a halt onto his tendencies, it does little but speed them up

his plan might have changed, but it will have the same outcome. the way riddle loves is controlling and possessive, by nature; having his darling so available and already close to him just fuels the fire

already being in a relationship just makes his heart grow all that much twisted. as his darling’s boyfriend, he feels entitled to their obedience, to their attention

after all, riddle craves control. he’s been controlled all his life, carefully regulated to be someone his mother wanted him to be; it’s only natural he fights to have absolute control now that he’s free, and this absolute control is just intoxicating when it comes to his darling

perhaps the fact they began to date him before he could develop his true colors makes it even harder for them to accept the relationship is rotten. after all, it began so sweetly- it’s hard to accept the way riddle’s behaviour morphs slowly, the way he forces them to follow his rules, how he tries to monopolize their time; after all, that’s just... that’s just him being him, right...?

it’s so difficult for his darling. they’re in too deep- riddle feels entitled to their everything: after all, it was them who asked for his love, right? as much as he’s tyrannical, he’s also desperate for the affection his own mother never gave him. 

he thirsts for power, affection, and reaffirmations; the way he drank up praise and smiled when his darling followed the silly heartslabyul rules at the start of the relationship slowly degrades into his demands to receive affection met by harsh punishment if denied, degrades into him placing so many rules it’s almost impossible for his darling to go a day without being yelled at for their “disobedience” no matter how hard they try

azul ashengrotto

one would think that being confessed to first would soothe azul. his insecurities are his achilles’ heel, after all; growing desperate at the thought of not being enough for his darling, putting on his usual act to impress them. but if they come to him first, even before he can start forging plans to rope them in, then- it should be fine, right?

but it’s not. it’s not fine, and his darling might realize so once it’s too late to escape the octopus’ grasp.

azul is greedy by nature. he wants more money, more contracts, more power over students, more notoriety. it’s not just enough to be dating his darling, not after a  while

it’s so easy to fall back onto bad habits for him, questioning if he’s truly enough, if they’re just with him out of pity; soon enough it only takes him spotting his partner smiling to someone else for him to convince himself they’re cheating on him because he’s not enough, for him to assume any moment they aren’t with him they’re actively trying to get away from him

and it’s just painful for his darling, really. it’s not as if they didn’t know azul had a softer, insecure side- but it’s exhausting to deal with him. emotionally draining. to reassure him every time, to have to prove they’re loyal, to prove their love... it’s almost just easier to spend every moment with azul to avoid him making assumptions

and it’s not like they have much of a choice either. if a relationship is 50/50, then azul thinks his darling’s half should be to not worry him and stay by his side at all times, something he’s eager to bring up. after all, refusing him is just begging for him to either get angry or fall off one of his many insecurity spirals; and both scenarios usually end up with his darling getting dragged away by the twins to “fix” azul

a relationship that started off fine is now just toxic. azul is desperately codependent and controlling, and this isn’t even as bad as he can get; really, his darling gets a front-row seat to see how he’s slowly enveloped in his obsession with them

it’s not hard for azul’s darling to fall out of love, not like this. the azul they knew at the start, the one they fell in love with is mostly gone by the time the three month anniversary rolls around- them trying to break up with the merman is almost a given, and yet that’s probably the straw that breaks the camel’s back and just makes azul fully succumb to his obsession

kidnapping, blackmailing, contracts, killing, violence; azul brings in the big guns once his darling tries to leave. he sees it as his insecurities and fears having been ‘correct all along’- he has to take control, has to make things work by force if it has to be so; after all, it’s clear his darling won’t stay anymore, so... he’ll just have to keep them by force, won’t he?

ruggie bucchi

ruggie might often appear quite relaxed and friendly, but he doesn’t hold himself too high. he sees himself as a slum cat, a no-good opportunist with not too many redeeming features, so when his crush confesses to him just a few days after he himself realized he had a crush is almost mind boggling

perhaps it’s that what keeps the “honeymoon” stage of the relationship alive for so long. the sheer disbelief and joy that he’s getting his way, that life is aligning itself for him to have something nice without having had to work for it

but the honeymoon stage isn’t eternal, don’t you know? everything that goes up must go down- in some relationships that might mean one loses interest, or grows bored, but in ruggie’s case it’s differnet.

he grows paranoid, grows selfish. his darling is finally his. he finally has something that’s entirely his own- no hand me downs, no stealing, no pity gifts; his darling was the one to come to him, they’re his, and they’re not for anyone else 

“something of his own” is perhaps a good way to just see all the ways ruggie’s brain is fucked up on this; his darling is something he owns, more of a belonging than a person. oh, don’t get him wrong- he loves them, he thrives off the attention (he needs it, almost, desperately begging for it) they give him- but in the end of the day, they’re his so they should do as he says, right?

he’s grown up knowing to hide and protect valuables, that everyone else is out to steal other’s precious gems; he comes from a dog-eat-dog world, and that sort of thinking poisons his heart. he can’t stand people even glancing at his darling, spending time with them; his heart says they’re trying to steal them, why wouldn’t they? isn’t his darling just the most precious thing? but they’re HIS precious thing- and it’s his duty to make sure nobody takes them away, right?

it’s so easy to get rid of people with his unique magic. it’s so easy to clean up any mess, with how used he is to cleaning. it’s so easy to hide remains in the vast sands that extend in the distance of the savanaclaw dorm

and it’s so easy to show his darling his work, to make them aware of how hard he works for them- of course, this is nothing short of using fear to control them, but hey, if it works, it works, doesn’t it?

after all, his darling is just that much more willing to stay nice and put in his room while he’s out if the memory of ruggie’s bloodstained clothes is engraved in their mind, and it’s so much easy for ruggie to get the attention he craves so badly if his darling is still processing the news of their close friends’ bodies not being found

epel felmier 

epel is not a complete stranger to being approached with a confession- although tragically, more than once it’s been some idiot student who somehow mistook him for a girl, only leading to bitterness and anger. so of course, when he’s finally confessed to by someone he likes- confessed to by someone who knows him, who is close to him- he’s over the moon

of course he’d worried about his crush not liking him due to his appearance; after all, he doesn’t like how fragile and lithe he is, so it’s hard to imagine others liking it (despite how annoying vil can be about how his form or whatever is perfect)

even though he knows his lover fully supports his endeavors to grow stronger, he knows that they’re weak to him. not in the way someone relies on a strong person, but because they love him- they’ll say yes to anything he says if he bats his eyelashes and speaks sweetly

and at first he doesn’t care. he won’t swoop that low- if his darling doesn’t want to do something he wants, fine. but then he starts craving for things he shouldn’t; he feels clingy and possessive, not wanting to see his darling smiling and laughing with others, not wanting them to wander alone- and suddenly he’s not above using his charm to make them give in

the fact epel wasn’t even aware how dark his desires could go just goes to show how unprepared his own darling could be. after all, at first it seems like innocent things; spending more time with him, not hanging out with students that are too flirty. it’s normal, it’s just small sacrifices needed for a working relationship

but isn’t it curious how all the sacrifices come from his darling’s part...? after all, it’s them who have to cut off contact with certain friends epel deems “too touchy”, it’s them who have to wait for epel to escort them between classes, it’s them who have to spend their free time and days off in epel’s room- but it’s so hard to call epel out. he’s so innocent and adorable; surely they’re just approaching things from the wrong angle, surely the relationship doesn’t have that big of a power imbalance, right...?

he’s a bit scared of himself, in all honesty. surely, not all relationships can be like this- surely, not all love can feel like this, can it...? he’s never been in love before, but he’s quite sure not everyone feels murderous urges to get rid of anyone who even looks at their partner, that not everyone gets as much satisfaction from seeing their partner cry as they do from a kiss from them. it’s not normal, but it’s his way of love- so surely he can’t be wrong for just giving into whatever his heart says, can he?

but epel isn’t fully in control until he brings in fear. love and affection are what he wants, yes- but those can only get him so far. he isn’t fully in control until his darling understands he’s the one in charge, he isn’t fully in charge until his darling is woozy off potions slipped in their food by him- potions that make them sleepy, giggly and obedient, that let him easily shove them into his room and perhaps attach a chain to their ankle, with them just hazily giggling about the situation instead of screaming, not able to comprehend the situation they’re in- the fear can settle in once the potion fades, after all