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Good To Me | j.ww (M)

after a long show and an even longer tour, wonwoo finds himself at the last stop, los angeles. good thing he has someone very special to take care of him—in every single way. ; or, wonwoo stays over at your house after his last tour stop and a relaxing bath turns into a lot more.

Pairing | Idol!Wonwoo ♡ Producer!Reader

Genre | Romance [established relationship], Comedy, Smut [ oral, bath/shower sex (kinda), switch dynamics, unprotected sex, praising (lots of it), breast worship (?), petname usage (angel, love, sweetheart), pwp, they are both just very horny people.]

Word count | 7K

Reading time | 35 minutes

Warnings/notes | usage of curse words,afab fem reader. reader is not an idol, but a world-famous producer/performer and wonwoo’s long time celebrity crush—and now girlfriend. this is an adaptation of another fic of mine, it was modified to fit wonu!

♥︎ read no biting here! set in same universe!

The loud cheers of fans were heard all over the venue as they left in crowds after the group had said their goodbyes. Yet, you walked casually through the corridors of the building. Wandering amongst staff and relatives of the performers with the goal of finding your boyfriend.

The long echoey corridors of the building now engrained in your memory, many of the best moments of your career having happened in this very building—meeting him included. This time, though, you had the opportunity to indulge in the feeling of being in the audience rather than on stage, watching the man that stole your heart pour his into every melody. The passion and care your partner put into what he did never failed to amaze you. He worked hard and gave his all in everything he did.

With great performance, came great fatigue. You greeted the rest of the boys whose skin glistened with sweat and breath was quick and short, as you walked towards the last dressing room. A white sheet of paper read “Wonwoo” in black ink, the visual made you smile proudly. Knocking on the door softly, you pushed it open to be greeted by your boyfriend sitting back on a small couch.

His head was thrown back and his eyes closed behind the round specs. Even like this, he looked as ethereal as always. His pretty nose tinted a rosy hue matching the apples of his cheeks and his skin glistened with sweat. If you didn’t know better, you would’ve thought that he couldn’t tell it was you who had entered the room, but as soon as that soft lavender scent hit his nose, he knew it was his beloved.

“Hi, baby.” he greeted you without opening his eyes and exhaled. “Did you enjoy the performance?” he moved his arms briefly to pat his lap, motioning you to take place on his thighs.

You moved slowly, a few steps were enough to take you where he wanted you to be. You straddled his lap and as soon as your bottom touched his thighs, he pulled your torso towards him. Despite his sweaty state, you felt yourself melt into his embrace. He kept you close to his body, your face buried in the crook of his neck while his right hand circled your waist and his left one stroked your hair lovingly.

“You were amazing out there, baby.” you praised. Even though you had no vision of his face, you knew he was smiling, as he placed a soft kiss to the top of your hair afterward.

“Not as great as you.” he said, remembering how mesmerized he was by you the day you met, and chuckled when you poked his ribs jokingly.

“Shut up. Today you performed, we should focus on you.” you said and you meant it.

He hummed in response and indulged himself in the comfortable silence of the room. Your breathing mixed with his that was slowly getting steady.

Your lips pressed faint kisses to his neck and jaw, comforting him and giving him your love.

“Do you wanna go home, now?” You asked and he hummed once more. “Maybe you can take a shower cause you kinda stink.”

He laughed wholeheartedly and a smile grew on your lips. “You are mean.” He finally opened his eyes to look down at you. “But I love you.” He confessed and kissed your lips.

After gathering his belongings, he walked out of the room and walked over to his friends to say goodbye and let them know where he was going—to which they hollered and whistled.

“I’ll sleep over at _____’s this weekend, I’ll meet you on Monday for our recording sessions.” Wonwoo told the man before him.

“Alright, have fun.” He said and walked away, turning back for a second. “Safe fun.” Seungcheol emphasized causing the man beside you to blush.

“Will do!” You answered and heard Wonwoo shush you in embarrassment. “We always have safe fun, don’t we, Nonu?”

“Hmm,” you looked over at his sleepy face and felt bad for him.

“And for the love of God, don’t do anything that will leave him with a sore throat again cause he has recording sessions this week.” Said Jihoon in a stressed voice. “Although, you are acting as recording engineer for this. So… your problem anyway.” He shrugged and you laughed at the last part.

“I can’t promise that, but I will try.” You said innocently causing the man to roll his eyes and sigh playfully before leaving you to turn to Wonwoo. “Let’s get you home so you can rest, angel.” You grabbed a hold of his bag and he let you, following behind you to your car where he reclined his seat as low as it could go as soon as he buckled his seatbelt.

Soft tunes played on the radio and the sound of LA traffic was muted by the glass windows of your car. Looking over to the boy beside you, you noticed he had fallen into a deep slumber, his position far too uncomfortable for any person. Soft snores fell from his parted lips and you swore your heart skipped a beat at how the traffic lights reflected on his skin, making his features look beautiful.

The venue was not far away from home, the 30-minute ride felt quick, the sound of the sweet melody of his cute snores was almost like white noise to you—soothing.

“Baby, we’re home.” you shook his sleeping figure and he opened his eyes slowly.

“So fast?” he asked drowsily and stretched a bit before getting off the car and into the warmth of your house.

You walked into the kitchen, the smell of homemade food floating around the air. Turning the stove knobs, you prepared to heat up the meal that you had cooked for your boyfriend. You felt his arms circle your waist and his head dropped to the crook of your neck, his lips pressing to your skin subsequently.

“You’re too good to me.” he whispered, teeth sinking on your skin softly, making you hum.

“It’s what you deserve.” you meant it, Wonwoo was an amazing boyfriend.

He was always checking up on you even when the distance of a thousand miles separated you. Good morning texts, good night texts, random love confessions, random face-times at some ungodly hours of the night. He was always available for you, whether it was to sing you to sleep or to hold you in his arms as tears flowed down your cheeks.

With his busy schedule and yours, moments like this—having him against you, skin touching skin, lips on lips, breaths mixing together—were nearly impossible to have often. His nose caressed your neck as he exhaled once more. His strong hands laid on your torso, grabbing unto you as if you were going to disappear in no time.

“I love you.” he whispered.

“And I love you.” you giggled and freed yourself from his grip eventually, to serve him his dinner. “I hope you like dinner, made your favorite dish.”

He was now seated on the kitchenette stool and turned to you, pulling you in. His head rested on your chest and his arms returned to circle your waist, tightly this time. “What has gotten into you, you are so clingy tonight.” your fingers raked through his dark brown locks.

“I just missed you.” he confessed, making your heart swell.

“You are finally done with the tour… just one more schedule and then we can have a whole month for ourselves before I start mine.” as you kissed his forehead following by a kiss on the tip of his nose, his arms let go of you. “Now, eat up. I will run you a warm bath.”

As you walked away you could hear him hum in content as he devoured his food, a smile being brought up to your face.

The warm water ran through the faucet, filling the bathtub little by little. Your finger fiddled with the bottles that hid behind the doors of the small closet inside the bathroom, picking the right oils and bath bubbles to ensure relaxation.

The water smelled like lavender, your favorite, which soon became Wonwoo’s favorite.

Holographic bubbles soon covered the surface serving as a cue for you to turn the running water off. You exited the bathroom, running into the tall man in the hallway that led to your room.

“I will go get you some clean clothes, you can jump in.” you smiled and walked away.

Just as you pushed the door of the bathroom open, he was wiping his mouth with a towel, after brushing his teeth. He smiled at you cutely and you were about to retreat yourself from the room when he pulled you by the wrist.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“I thought I could do some of your laundry, so you’d have clean clothes…” you said, knowing well that he barely had time to do so and you were free for most of the week. So, it didn’t hurt to help him out a bit.

“Oh, I just-” he hesitated. “You don’t have to.”

“I really don’t mind, love.” you smiled and he reciprocated the action. “And you what?”

“Nothing.” he said quickly, cheeks turning a slight shade of crimson before he sighed and spoke again. “Can you, can you join me?”

His request caught you by surprise. Yes, he had seen you naked before, too many times to count with your fingers, but after being apart from each other for so long, you couldn’t help but feel shy. You guess he caught a glimpse of your wide eyes as he stuttered his next response.

“Not like that, I just-” he stuttered.

“It’s okay, get in there, I’ll help you wash up.” you said sweetly. “Let me help you.” you offered as he started to undress.

His back was facing you as you helped him slide his button up shirt from his shoulders, his strong back muscles catching your attention. Not being able to help yourself, you pressed a soft kiss to the middle of his back, the skin of his arms rising with goosebump at the feeling of your soft lips against his warm skin.

Wonwoo smiled and brought one of your hands up to his face, kissing the back of it before dropping it back at your sides. His hands moved to the front of his jeans, working on disregarding of his belt before unbuttoning his pants. You blushed at the sight of the back of his body, the only part of skin covered being his soft and small bottom.

“I’ll be right back,” you said, remembering to bring him warm towels and your speaker to play some nice relaxing music. “I’ll go bring some towels, get into the tub before the water runs cold.” And with that you left the bathroom.

Wonwoo ran a hand through his hair, noticing the growing bulge inside his already tight boxers. The way your fingertips felt on his skin was just enough to have his mind going wild—but what set him off was the soft kiss you pressed on his back.

He removed his underwear completely after the placing his glasses in the counter and submerged into the warm lavender water. Throwing his head back against the edge of the tub, he groaned at the feeling of the soothing bath, right when you entered back into the room.

You placed the folded towels on the sink’s counter as well as a clean nightgown and panties for you, then turned on the speaker to play your favorite relaxing playlist, making the man in the tub smile immediately. You grabbed a small stool from under the sink and placed it behind the tub, by where his head was, and sat down with a small bowl in one hand and his favorite eucalyptus shampoo on the other.

His head was still laying back onto the edge, his face facing directly upwards giving you space to appreciate his features. His eyes were closed, as they were a few minutes ago in the couch of his backstage room, and his expression was relaxed. You could appreciate the way his cheeks were a deep shade of pink, probably due to the hectic night he had, and how his long eyelashes rested beautifully against his skin. His cute nose looked inviting as you pressed a small kiss to the tip, his nose scrunching up as he smiled widely.

“How was your day?” You asked and he hummed as you took a bit of the warm water in the bowl to soak up his hair.

“Tiring,” he answered softly. “but my beautiful girlfriend is helping me relax.” He said and you chuckled at his flirting.

“Hmm, is she?” You ran your finger through his brown locks and you poured more water on his head carefully to not splash it on his eyes.

“Mhm, she is the best and I love her very much.” he hummed again.

You smiled at his statement and moved to open the shampoo bottle, pouring a bit of the liquid on your hands before rubbing them together and lathering his hair.

“That feels so good…” he whispered when your fingers started massaging his scalp as you tried washing his hair softly. Your boyfriend’s mouth fell agape and small approving groans left his lips when you massaged any spot that was aching.

What he didn’t know is that his sounds were tempting you to do something more than just helping him wash up and get ready for bed. Shaking your thoughts, you finished massaging his scalp and moved to pouring water on his head once more to rid of the shampoo.

“Seat up, let me lather your back.” You said and he obliged. Your fingers moved to unclasp the necklace he had around his neck before placing it on the counter next to his pj’s.

His face rested on his knees after he brought them up to surround them with his arms. The sound of the water rolling on his back relaxed him to the point where he was very close to falling asleep, until he felt your fingers work on the knots in his shoulders. A deep moan left his lips almost automatically.

“You like that?” You whispered, your throat suddenly dry.

“Yeah,” he sighed and threw his head back a little as you get kneading his muscles. “Mmm, ____…” he moaned again, but this time your name leaving his lips made you blush and press your legs together.

It was insane how quickly this man could soak your panties. Everything about him was sensual but adorable at the same time. He was just so dreamy that your heart raced every time you woke up next to him and saw his peaceful face resting next to you.

“Love?” You heard him ask and you diverted your attention to him by humming. “Please join me.” He said in a slight begging tone.

You nodded, even though he could not see you, and started removing your clothes. His eyes noticed your shirt and pants drop on the floor next to the tub, your bra and panties quickly following. His eyes were glued to your body as soon as you came into his sightline, your hands covered your self a bit as you slowly sunk on the warm water facing him.

“The water is still warm!” You gasped in surprise. He smiled at you with his head slightly slanted and his cheeks blushed. Having spent so much time apart had both you feeling quite bashful of being this exposed in front if each other.

“You are so cute,” He said and smiled wider. Wonwoo moved forward and you did too, your chest pressing against your knees as he was. His nose brushed against yours and his eyes moved to stare at your lips (and part of your cleavage that was not covered in soapy bubbles). “and so so hot.” He whispered, his smile having morphed into a smirk.

“Am I?” You asked cheekily, your volume matching his.

His hand came up from under the water and he placed his index finger in the center of your collabones, his soft touch slowly moving down to the valley of your breasts and under the water again. “So pretty.” His hand slightly brushed your hips and you sat back straight.

“Lay back.” You said and he immediately obliged. Pushing yourself up on the edge of the tub, you managed to get on your knees, much to Wonwoo’s lack of luck, the glittery bubbles still covered the majority of your chest. You moved forwards on your knees, a bit of the water flowing out of the tub and splashing the tiles.

His eyes stared at you as you moved to straddle his lap, his hardening boner flinching almost instantly, his tip softly touching your entrance.

“So pretty…” he whispered again and latched his lips on your collarbones, gently pressing kisses from one side to the other. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too.” You replied, skin shivering when you felt his sharp canines press on your neck.

“What did you miss about me?” He asked smugly. “Did you miss my lips?” You hummed and he smiled against your skin. Wonwoo trailed his lips up to your cheek before whispering in your ear. “I missed yours around my-“

“You’re getting real bold, Jeon Wonwoo.” You said after putting your hand to his mouth. “You really think you can switch things around?”

“Let me show you a good time, love.” He said and held your hand, dipping your index and middle fingers on his warm mouth. He looked straight in your eyes as he swirled his tongue around them, sucking them while hollowing his cheeks after and releasing them with a smirk on his face at the sight of your expression.

“Fuck,” you mumbled. “Now I’m not sure if I want to fuck you or if I want you to fuck me…”

We could always do both, but I’m leaning towards the latter for now. You can fuck me all you want the next rounds.”

“You missed me that much that you want to go all night long?” You teased and he smirked leaning to bite your neck again.

“You have no idea how much I dreamt about you around me, baby. I’ve been wanting nothing more than you bouncing on my lap and hearing those pretty sounds you make.” His tongue lapped at the bite he had made.

“Wonwoo…” you gasped softly as he grabbed you by the hips and placed you a little higher, your breasts finally uncovered.

“Tell me, baby.” He said before his lips trailed down to when his finger did a few minutes ago. He looked up to see your eyes staring intensely at him, waiting for his next move.

Wonwoo smirked before licking a strip up your chest before engulfing your right nipple on his mouth. You gasped at the sudden contact, his mouth sloppily sucked on your bud while making sounds of contentment.

“Ah, I’ve missed your mouth so much.” You sighed and looked back down. Your boyfriend’s eyes were closed as he devoured your breasts, while sucked on one his rough hand kneaded the other. He used his index finger to tease your hard nipple and his mouth detached from your other, the skin around his mouth matched yours, glistening with his saliva. He groaned and switched his tongue to the bud that was being teased ny his finger, instead of sucking on it like he did to the other, he poked his tongue and teased the bud with the tip of it.

His mouth mimicked that of how he kissed you on the skin of your chest. His hand slowly moved up from your breast to your face, his fingers taking advantage of your open mouth to dip inside. Wonwoo placed his index and middle fingers on your tongue, your mouth quickly closing around them and sucking on them. He groaned against your skin at the feeling of your tongue swirling around his fingers, wishing it was swirling around a lower area of his body.

Looking up to see your face, he groaned loudly once more, the sinful scene before him causing his hard-on to jerk up and hit your entrance again.

“I want to fuck you so bad, baby.” He whispered near your ear before softly biting your earlobe.

“What’s stopping you?” He didn’t even wait another second after you were done speaking before he clashed his lips with yours. His hands cupped your face as his lips feverishly kissed your own. Your hands came up to set on his strong chest, levering yourself as you felt dizzy from the touch of his plump lips.

“You are so beautiful.” He groaned against your lips. “Please say you’re mine.”

“I’m all yours, baby. Only yours.” You gasped when he lifted your hips and felt something slide over your wet lips.

“I’m all yours, too, baby.” He groaned again. “Fuck, that feels good.” He said when your lips attacked his neck, leaving faint bite marks on his sweet spots.

“What are you waiting for?” You asked again, as he kept teasing your entrance but never dipping in.

“I’m scared I’ll cum too fast. It’s been so long and you are just so hot, I can’t hold it in.” You let out an airy giggle before replacing the hand holding his cock with your own. He shut his eyes and goosebumps raised on his skin at the feeling if your soft hand.

“I don’t care if you cum quickly, we have all night. But I really really want you inside me. Now.” You kissed his lips and lined him up with your entrance.

“Holy fuck…” he gasped as you slid down his length, your warmth engulfing him in the most delicious way possible. His head was thrown back and his chest rose at a quick pace. “It feels so good, baby.” He whined.

“You fill me up so well, love.” You moaned and leaned in to kiss his neck, your hips not stopping.

The water splashing against your skin as you moved mixed with the soft sound of the music and the soft moans coming from your boyfriend’s lips. Kissing his soft milky skin was one of your favorite things to do, it felt so soft against your lips that you swore it would melt at any moment. You felt his hands make their way to your ass, cupping your cheeks and softly squeezing.

“So perfect.” He groaned deeply as he lifted his head to kiss your lips. You tried pushing your tongue into his mouth to play with his, but when you did, his lips caught it, sucking it softly. The feeling and sight of Wonwoo sucking your tongue was almost enough to throw you over the edge. He hummed in contentment before letting it go and quickly sliding his tongue over your lips.

“Fuck you.” You moaned and he chuckled.

“Be my guest.” He replied smiling, his lips coming up to kiss yours and you took the opportunity to return the favor.

The groan that resonated on his throat as you engulfed his tongue in your mouth was the sexiest thing ever. Your mouth quickly let go of his when he thrusted up particularly harshly, causing a loud whine to leave your lips.

“I need to hear you, baby. Please, be loud for me.” Even though it was hard not to be loud when he fucked you, he always wanted more. “Ah fuck- you’re so wet for me, angel.” Oh how had you missed hearing that nickname.

“Wonwoo-“ you whined and he smirked, knowing exactly what that nickname arose in you.

“Yes, angel? You want me to fuck you good?” He murmured and kissed your jaw. “It’s been a while since I fucked you dumb, hasn’t it?”

“Yes, it has…” you moan and tried sneaking your hand to circle at your clit but his strong hands grabbed your wrists, keeping your hands in front of your chest. “Baby, I need more.”

“You do? Does my angel need me to fuck her harder?” The way words rolled out of his tongue had you going crazy. His sexy groans and the way his cock felt inside you was also driving you insane. You whined as your hips kept moving, trying hard to relieve the burning pit in your belly. “Look at you, so pretty bouncing on my cock.”

He stared at your face, mouth agape and eyes shut. He loved looking at your fucked state, he loved hearing his name fall out of your lips like a mantra.

“I want to fuck you harder, but I need to see your pretty face, angel.” He let go of your wrists and cupped your face. “Do you want to move to the bedroom?” He kissed your lips before biting the bottom one softly.

“I thought you were tired.” You teased and he chuckled.

“I always have energy to make you feel good, baby.”

“Do you? What if we move it to the bedroom but you let me play with you for a while?” Smiling you leaned forward to kiss his neck, feeling the vibrations of a groan on your lips.

“I already told you we can do that later, but I really need to fuck you, baby.” One of his hands on your face moved to play with your clit, making you whimper. “Don’t you want me to fuck you hard? Hmm?”

“Yes…” you gasped when he applied more pressure to your bundle. “Please.”

Wonwoo smiled against your lips and removed his hands from your body, a groan leaving your lips at the sudden lack if touch. The tall man helped you get up and turned the shower head above the tub on, getting rid of the soap remaining on your bodies before turning it back off and carrying you. His hands grabbed at your ass and your hands latched around his neck as he moved to the bedroom. His plump lips attacked your own in the most delicious way possible.

He dropped you on the mattress, your wet bodies dampening the sheets without a care. His lips are quickly attached to your skin, starting from your neck and down your chest. The hotness of his breath sent shivers up your spine, the exposed skin of your chest flushing and buds hardening.

“So soft,” he breathed out as his hands engulfed your thighs. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, angel. Nobody will make you feel this good.”

“Only you.”

“I will ruin you, baby.” He tapped his tip on your clit before gliding it over your folds. “You’re so wet, love.”

“Wait, can I suck you off first?” You asked softly, giving him the cutest begging eyes, or at least that’s how he saw them.

“But baby, I want to feel your pretty pussy.” He said caressing your face.

“Pleaseeee,” you whined and batted your eyelashes. “Pretty please? I want to taste you.”

He couldn’t resist to such a pretty voice asking for such a dirty thing. Plus, it’s not like he wouldn’t get to fuck you after.

“Fine…” he feigned annoyance as he rolled his eyes with a smile. “If you insist…”

“Oh, I do.” You said and pushed him off to stand up then push him on the bed. You stood in front of him, parading your pretty and wet tits in front of his face.

“Such a pretty girl…” he said before pressing kisses around the skin of the valley of your breasts.

Your hands reach to cup his face, pulling his head slightly to kiss him sloppily. His own circle your waist and bring you close to him, right before snaking one hand to cup your ass and give it a squeeze. His warm tongue felt so nice against yours that you completely forgot what it was that you had wanted to do—until a harsh slap to your ass made you gasp and look at him.

“You are so perfect.” He groaned and squeezed both cheeks again.

Kneeling in front of him, you rested your face on his thigh, face centimeters away from his dick.

“Such a pretty cock…” your fingertips trailed up his shaft and your boyfriend tensed up. “I wonder if it still fits in my mouth.”

“We’ll make it fit, angel.” He strained out when your lips kissed the tip of his cock.

“Mmm, tasty.” a soft satisfied moan resonated from your throat, after your tongue lapped at the tip.

The man before you intently stared through low lids and long lashes as your tongue poked out just above his head waiting for a drop of saliva to touch his skin. He let a loud groan once it did, your mouth engulfing his length but not going all the way down just yet.

He loved seeing you struggle to make it fit, teeth slightly grazing the skin of his shaft—but who doesn’t like a little pain. Squirming on the floor, you clenched around nothing as you tried going further down, cute little moans leaving your throat as you stared up at him with doe eyes, mouth full of his sex.

As he stared down at you he couldn’t believe the scene before him, never in his 26 years of life did he ever think he’d actually see his many wet dreams about you come true. Neither did he think you’d love him as much as you did—and he loved you too.

You felt drool starting to form on the side of your mouth as his tip reached the back of your throat.

“F-fuck…” he breathed out and you continued to move your head up and down his veiny shaft.

Your left hand stroked the skin you couldn’t fit and your right went down to play with your own wetness.

“Mmm, baby… just like that.” He moaned and threw his head back. “Such a good girl…”

As you came up for air, his hands cupped your face to kiss you again.

“Come on, angel. I need to feel you…” he said between kissed and lifted you iff the ground, ignoring your protests.

He kissed your belly before standing up and pushing you down the mattress.

“I’ve missed you so fucking much,baby.” You felt his hands in your hips as he moved you up the mattress and positioned himself close to your heat. “Look how pretty you look, so pretty for me…” he kissed your inner thighs before hovering over your center, his warm breath hitting your sensitive spot.

His tongue poked out to lick a stripe up your folds, humming at the accumulated wetness after sucking him off. His mouth soon found your clit to suck it in, the harsh feeling making your bach arch.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned and gripped at his wet hair. “Feels so good!”

“Hmm, does it baby?” He asked before kitty licking your clit, making you scream. He left your center just to spit at it and going back to devour it.

Your pants got louder once you felt 2 fingers enter your heat. They moved at the slowest pace possible, the knuckles folding up every time they were completely inside. The feeling of his fingertips curling up felt absolutely amazing, the added sucking on your clit and the sound if his moan were an overwhelming combination.

“Wanna cum, angel? Do you want me to make you cum, sweetheart?” He mocked when he looked up at you, his fingers still pumping in and out of you.

“Yes!” You said and reached to pull his head in but he refused, making you whine.

“Yes what, baby?” He cooed. “You can’t expect me to just do something like that…” and his fingers stopped moving.

“Please! Please, make me cum, baby… I need it…” you begged.

“Good girl.” Dipping his head back down with a smirk plastered on his face, he sucked harshly at your sensitive bud and picked up the pace of his fingers.

Your moans and pants became strained and loud, your belly visibly tensing and breathing hitching—letting him know you were very close to releasing all over his fingers. Which is why he removed them and replaced them with his tongue, his thumb now circling your clit at s fast pace.

“Fuck-ah, baby!” Your legs jerked in, almost crushing his head but he just loved it. He loved knowing you were enjoying his mouth—and so he lapped all of your juices until you were pushing him off your with your feet.

He chuckled deeply before standing up and hovering over you, his hand quickly caressing your cheek softly. He couldn’t help but stare at your flushed face and parted lips still heaving from your orgasm.

“Such a pretty baby…” he kissed your nose. “Always so good to me.” He kissed your forehead. “I am so in love with you.” he kissed your lips.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby.” You said and he left your lips, his warm breath hit your top lip as he tried to adjust himself. “I missed your lips and your kisses, and your hands, and your big- ah!”

You grabbed unto his biceps when he entered you. His lips pecking yours swiftly as he began to pick up his pace.

“I missed you more, baby. I’ve missed you so much, the whole of you.” He groaned. “Fuck, you feel so nice around me. I swear you were made for me and me only.”

“Was I?” You asked and swallowed a moan.

“Or maybe I was made for you. Maybe I was made to devour you and make you feel just right, angel.” His lips pressed softly on your neck. “Do you like that, love?”

His hips moved at an insane speed, his tip hitting your g-spot with every single thrust. You could feel the vibrations of his grunts and moans on your neck—his head still hidden between the crevice of your jaw and shoulder.

Your nails gripped on his broad back, holding him close as if he were to disappear if you didn’t. Your mind was blank, every single though replaced by the man on top of you. All you could think about was how hot his moans were and how delicious his cock felt inside of you.

“Let me hear you, angel.” He groaned and bit your neck with enough force to leave a faint mark. “Be loud for me, baby, let me know how good I’m making you feel.” He smirked at the soft moan that escaped your lips. “Do you like that, kitten?” He cooed and kissed your cheek softly before looking up to see your eyebrows knitted up and bottom lip between teeth.

“Ah! Wonwoo!” A particularly sharp thrust made you scream out, a string of whimpers and incoherences following right after.

“Such a pretty girl, look at you. I could stare at your beautiful face forever.” He said and sweetly kissed the tip of your nose, but you know the intentions behind his words were far from sweet.

“Baby, I’m cl-close…”

“I know, baby.” Your boyfriend exhaled roughly and lowered his head to latch his mouth to your naked breasts. His mouth sucked on your sensitive buds as satisfied sounds left his throat.

“Oh, baby! Keep doing that, it feels so fucking good!” The knot in your belly felt like it was going to come undone in any second, the warm and fiery feeling traveling up your body until your ears started ringing and your mouth couldn’t stop mumbling your lover’s name and telling him how good he was. “I can’t hold it, baby, I’m gonna cum!” You cried out and he drilled him hips unto yours with much more force.

His lips left your nipple with a loud pop, the skin of your areola red from all the friction. He rapidly played with his tongue on your swollen nipple before moving to the other and biting before sucking it in. His hand fleeing to pinch and twist your red nub.

“Cum for me, angel.” He groaned and moved his hand on your nipple to rub circles on your clit. The friction pushing you over the edge as you came undone again with a loud scream.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck-“ his mouth hung open, a loud moan falling out, when he felt your walls squeeze his shaft, the suction making it harder for him to last any longer. “Holy shit, baby. I’m not gonna last any longer, angel.”

His face flew back to your shoulder blade, sharp canines biting down on the skin.

“Cum inside me, baby. Fill me up and fuck your dripping cum into me.” Your soft voice saying such dirty things were enough to make him cum. You inhale sharply at the feeling of his teeth biting even harder while his throat produced such loud and raspy groans. His warm cum filled you up and just like you asked, once he left your hole he admired your creamy juices mixed together. As they oozed out of you, he pushed two fingers, scooping his cum up and fucking it back inside.

“You look so hot, love.” He said before smirking and bringing his fingers up to your face, your mouth instantly hanging open to clean his cum off his fingers as he groaned.

“And you said you wouldn’t last…” you giggled once his body gave back into your embrace. You felt his body shake as he silently laughed with you.

“Believe me, I wanted to cum the second I entered you.”

“We should go back to the shower. You left me all sticky.” You said as you felt his cum drying out on your thighs as well as the patches of saliva all over your skin. “And look what you did! My nipples are all swollen!” You whined playfully.

“Hey, you asked for both things. I was just following instructions.” He said, smile wide as he made a cute face towards you. “Plus, how could I resist such pretty boobies? I’ve been wanting to put them in my mouth since we came home.”

“Ah, such a pervert…”

“I’m not a pervert!” He gasped and feigned offense. “If you could feel them in your mouth, you’d get it… just magical.“

You chuckled at his words before he kept talking.

“I still cannot believe you’re here with me.” He confessed softly. “I know I tell you this every day, but I am so happy that I got yo meet you. And also that you snapped me into my senses because if you hadn’t confessed to me I would probably still be silently pining after you.” Wonwoo chuckled and kissed your forehead. “I’m just so happy that you’re here with me. You make me very happy.” You copied his smile and snuggled closer to him with a happy sigh.

“I love you.” You whispered after some minutes of comforting silence. “And I am very happy you’re here with me, hopefully forever.” You heard Wonwoo sigh lovingly before feeling his lips press of your cheek.

“I love you more, angel.” His voice rasped out and eyes went wide. “Oh no… my voice!”

“Hah! And you can’t blame me, I didn’t do anything.” You chuckled at his panicked face. He was moaning and groaning too loud because of his own doings, you hadn’t even top him.

“Well, I am still blaming you.” He smiled cheekily and kissed your neck softly.

“If you are going to blame me, then I might as well give you a reason to.” You said, pushing him off and climbing on top of him—a stupid smirk on his face and cheeks blushed.

You walked hand in hand into the building, the young girl at the front desk greeting you.

“Hey _____! We have missed you so much!” She squealed and you reached to hug her. “How’s your pre-tour vacation going?”

“Pretty good! I have rested lot, so that’s great.” You smiled and she did too.

“You work too hard!” She mentioned and you laughed. “And hello to you too, Wonwoo!”

Your boyfriend smiled and waved, not wanting her to hear his fucked up voice. She slanted her head and looked at you.

“Vocal rest. We start recording sessions today.” You said and she nodded before sending you both off to your studio.

“Would you look at that… Mr. and Mrs. Jeon are actually on time!” Jeonghan joked and greeted you both.

“Thanks for taking care of him, ____.” Seungcheol said and smiled.

“Actually, about that…” you scratched your neck and the boys sitting around the studio laughed out loud.

“Hello~” Wonwoo rasped out and sent him an apologetic smile making Jihoon sigh in despair.

“One thing. I asked you for one single thing. When will y’all two learn to keep it in your pants, huh?“ he scolded both of you and the men laughed even louder.

“It was not my fault!” Wonwoo croaked out.

“Hey! You asked for it!” You retorted.

“I did not!” Your boyfriend bickered back, making you gasp dramatically.

“You did it all! I didn’t even do anything!” you said. “If anything, when I did, I held back.” You whispered the last part but it was enough for some of the guys to hear, causing Jeonghan to to whistle.

“Ayeee, good job, _____!” You shrugged proudly and high-fived him.

“I need a vacation…” Jihoon said before taking a seat at the console.

“We have two weeks, Hoon.” You rolled your eyes and sat next to him. “Although my birthday is coming soon, so I can’t promise anything…”

“I am locking Wonwoo up.”

NEOYUNO 2023

#wonwoo smut #seventeen smut #svt smut

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That jester-like outfit has me thinking about some of the Straw Hat boys as jesters.

Luffy? The perfect jester. He has physical comedy down to a T and his blunt tendencies have him dishing out the best insults, ones he genuinely means, but leaves the court laughing because they find them hilarious. He’s a little confused at first, because he thinks they’re just honest observations, but follows along since, hey, if it works, it works. And the outfit? He thinks it’s so great because it’s so much fun.

Zoro is not into it. He is not one to make a fool of himself for the entertainment of others, especially grown adults. He thinks the outfit is ridiculous. And the first time he’s supposed to perform, he almost gets in trouble, because he never finds his way there. Once he’s dragged in and the steward explains that he was lost, that’s when it all starts. He insists he wasn’t, and each time he’s ever asked for anything, he gets lost. And the court is fascinated. It’s so intriguing, so avant-garde, of a performance. They send him one way and he goes the other. And he’s just so insistent that he isn’t wrong. Even weirder, he never drops the act. A fool in his own way.

Sanji isn’t into it either, at first, but soon enjoys it. He thinks the outfit equally as stupid, until the first woman calls him charming and cute. Then he’s all over it. He’s adored by all the women and the silly fawning he does, they think he’s just so funny. The nosebleeds and the intense compliments and love confessions and the way he whirls around with his hands clasped and hearts in his eyes. Even funnier is the way he’s an absolute dick to all the men. Most come to hate him and how the moment his attention happens to fall on them, he’s sneering. Usually because of some uncouth behavior; a man saying something unsavory about a woman or a man who’s thinking of wasting a bit food that wasn’t “good enough”. And then turn right back around to being his lover boy self.

Usopp also makes a good jester, but unfortunately falls heavier into the fool category. He meant to put on a cool show with sorts of different contraptions, truly! But he got so anxious and the stage fright took over. He was fumbling and trying to talk through it, hyping it up to be this grand idea—it’ll knock your socks off!—but then the thing he made just didn’t work. Luckily, the court ate it up. Unfortunately, it’s what they expect of him now. They do enjoy it when something works, in total awe, but he’s learned that they enjoy it more when he makes a total fool of himself. He embraces it, telling his usual grandiose, self-hyping lies, all to make the failure that much bigger.

Brook is into the fit and takes it upon himself to make it even flashier. He does perform music, but that’s more the role of a bard, and so it’s only bone puns and jokes. One after another after another. The royalty he serves adores it, is leaned over, breathless with laughter and slapping their knee. But the court? They would really rather listen to the music. He is quite good, and would do anything to make the bone focused performance stop. They’d also prefer it if he’d stop asking the ladies for their panties, but the ruler finds that humorous too. The ruler wants what they want, they guess.

Franky is just cool. He is similar to Brooke, where he digs the outfit but makes some changes, mostly to make the bottoms into a speedo. He does the whole contraption show that Usopp was hoping for, and the court would be amazed, if he weren’t so odd. For about half of them, they’re all for it. They think the cyborg body is sick and the tricks even sicker. The other half can’t get over the outfit and think him a pervert and a weirdo and aren’t quite sure why he’s still here. Sure, the stuff he does is cool, and he can be funny, but why does he have to dress like that?

That’s all I’ve got so far and just for funsies. I don’t really see Jimbei, nor Robin or Nami, ever even entertaining wearing the clothes, let alone a room of people seeing them in it. I don’t think Chopper would get far. He’d walk in wearing the outfit, at an utter loss as to what to do, and immediately be set into some lady’s lap (most likely the Queen or princess) as she’s cooing at and petting him.

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #zoro roronoa #black leg sanji #vinsmoke sanji #god usopp #usopp #soul king brook #cyborg franky #franky

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burrowbabe · 1 year

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Give and Take - Chapter 3

"Hey, so we were just talking ... since Joe and Ja'Marr are just looking to spend the off season in LA, I offered they just stay here." AJ shrugs looking to you as if asking permission.

You were speechless for a moment, thinking about being in such close proximity. Not even because you just met them - your house had basically become a hotel for your brother and best friend's late night hookups - but for the simple fact that you think you have a crush.

How weird could it get? You think, nodding to your brother and Joe.

"Y-Yeah that's fine." You quickly say.

"Word." AJ smiles and resumes eating his breakfast.

"Thank you guys, seriously. You really don't have to do this for us." Joe says, looking between you and your brother.

"N-No, its our pleasure. We're all friends." You say, giving him a close-mouthed smile. You and Joe hold eye contact for a moment, almost as if trying to read one another's expressions.

"Welp, I'm gonna go shower." You state, once again trying to escape an awkward situation.

“We have some recording to do today.” You direct towards your brother. Quickly getting up from you chair you think, what is wrong with you? Shaking your head as you ascend the stairs. He must think you're so weird.

The self deprecation continued all throughout your morning routine, and as time passed, you realized that not only was that nagging feeling in your body exhausting, but you truly were tired from not sleeping the night before.

You had a deadline coming up for the release of your new album. The label had been checking in non-stop to make sure you were being productive - which you were - but not at the pace they would've liked.

After combing through your wet hair, you hear AJ call up to you from the bottom of the stairs.

"Ann! I brought all our shit down here because of the good acoustics, remember?"

"Yeah, OK. I'll be right down." You reply.

Even though you had spent thousands of dollars on a state-of-the-art home recording studio, you found that recording your vocals in the kitchen sounded much better. Of course, the studio was still put to use, but you both found yourselves set up on the kitchen island more often than not.

When you descended the stairs, you could see everyone sitting around the island waiting for your arrival. An audience was nothing new to you, but when you were performing the song finished, not during the creative process.

Having your friends Tana and Nick listen in was one thing, but now Joe and Ja'Marr sat patiently as well, which churned your stomach with anxiety.

"Jeez, we got a full house." You jokingly say, laughing awkwardly.

"They wanna see how the sausage is made." AJ jokes, garnering laughter to erupt from the table. You laughed along to play it cool, but you knew this was going to be difficult. Your songs were personal to you and it was important to you to have a safe space where you could criticize yourself, cry, goof off and argue with your brother over the sound engineering without people judging.

"All we know is football. I wanna see how y'all make my favorite songs." Ja'Marr says, smiling encouragingly.

Deep down, you knew everything would be fine, but you totally felt put on the spot.

"Of course, of course." You smile, swallowing your nerves.

For the rest of the afternoon, you recorded a handful of songs, some rap, some R&B and pop that showed off your range. The process became easier as time went by, with the guys offering words of support and cringeworthy synchronized dance moves to the beat of the songs.

Everyone spent the time laughing and having fun, accompanied by your famous obscene lyrics that you became popular for. You didn't know if this impressed Joe or not. Would he think you were sexy for being empowered and aggressive? Or would it be a turnoff that you were so vocal about your sexuality? Nonetheless, a smile never left his face, which you took as a good sign.

After spending some time in the living room watching a raunchy, late-night comedy, Tana suggests you go for a swim.

"Now?" You whine, but everyone else was eager to change and jump in the pool.

Digging through a drawer of bikinis in your bedroom, you debated which one you wanted to wear. Should you be modest or sexy? That was the question. Deciding on sexy, you put on a bright blue, micro bikini. Your brother wouldn't be pleased, but you wanted to show off your body a little bit.

You were the last to emerge from the house, closing the sliding glass door to the patio behind you and seeing everyone splashing in the pool having a chicken fight.

You certainly needed some liquid courage to stop your racing mind from feeling self conscious. So, you grabbed the bottle of vodka from the night before to drink straight up.

Throwing your towel down on one of the sun chairs, Tana turns her attention to you from atop AJ's shoulders.

"Holy shit! You look hot!" She exclaims, causing everyone else to look in your direction. You try not to catch Joe's eye and thankfully the darkness of the night hid the blush that crept up on your cheeks.

You murmur a 'thank you' before taking a swig from the bottle of vodka.

"I just kicked Ja'Marr's ass! Ann come play chicken. You can be Joe's partner!" Tana suggests excitedly.

You set the bottle down and turn to see Ja'Marr fall off Joe's shoulders and swim towards the edge of the pool to pull himself out.

Anxiety struck you once again, but you obliged and eased into the pool.

Great, now my literal vagina is going to be up against this guy's neck.

By the time you reach Joe, and before you can even blink, he's hoisting you up atop his shoulders with such ease that you feel your core clench with arousal.

You just met this guy yesterday, calm down. You remind yourself, hoping to God he did not just feel the reaction he gave you.

"Push her! Push her!" AJ screams as you and Tana interlock fingers trying to throw each other into the pool.

With Joe's tight grip on your shins and a hard shove that you mustered up, you sent Tana flying backwards into the water.

"Yes!" You scream. Joe takes you off his shoulders with a huge smile plastered across his face. You high five and celebrate as Tana spits out water and attempts to clear her eyes of chlorine after going under.

It was only after the commotion died down, and people started venturing into the hot tub, that you noticed the muscles on Joe's shirtless body. This was something you could not find on the internet the previous night ... and you had tried.

Before you could get too ahead of yourself, Joe's voice broke you out of your trance. You realize it was only you and him left in the pool and he's asking you about your plans for the next day.

"Oh, I'm not doing anything I don't think." You say.

"Good, I was hoping to take you all out to dinner to say thank you for letting us stay here." He replies.

Hope deflated slightly in you, thinking that maybe he was going to ask you out on a date. But, again, you remind yourself that you and him barely know each other, and he has not shown any interest in you.

"That sounds great." You say with a small smile.

"Do you want to get in the hot tub?" He asks.

Feeling slightly rejected, you shake your head. "No, I think I'm gonna head up to bed. I didn't get much sleep last night."

His brow slightly furrows and for a second, you think he looks disappointed.

"Joeyyyyyyyyyy!" Tana calls from afar. "Come sit next to me!"

Looking at each other once more, he nods quickly. "Yeah, yeah, of course. Sleep well."

With that, you hoist yourself out of the pool and gather your things. Watching Joe get into the hot tub next to Tana caused a wave of jealousy to come over you, but you needed to stop yourself from getting into something that could hurt you again.

#cincinnati bengals #joe burrow #fanfiction #au #Joe burrow fan fiction

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Week 7

(suspiciously appropriate for sinday)

No minichallenge this time we're jumping right in for a good old fashioned ROASTTTTTT the theme is literally sex so sex jokes are not only allowed but outright encouraged

A couple things to keep in mind for this challenge, Will already participated in a stand up challenge in season 3 (and did alright) and while Sidney hasn't done a roast before this is the challenge that Cordie bombed and almost got sent home for so he has to redeem the family legacy here

Will does AMAZING because he's a thot of course he's gonna pull off all sorts of sex jokes while Shauntal does great because she's the best writer and has an extensive knowledge of smut novels to draw from and Lynn has invoked the wrath of god for her sinday crimes so it's no surprise that she's also prepared

Garreth and Aaron do fine because they're naturally funny but again Aaron has a pretty juvenile sense of humor so he can be pretty cringy when he's telling jokes and Garreth literally just did a sex-themed comedy routine on ep1 so this feels a little repetitive for him

And Sidney could NOT redeem the house of Moya performance from last season he's bombing the roast just like Cordie maybe we have a curse going on

Meanwhile on the runway things are almost reversed with Sidney bringing an amazing outfit that might save him from the bottom 2 with Garreth right behind him and Will doing the absolute worst which might cost him the win

Since we're at top 6 there's no more safe placements so we can cut right to the winner of this challenge

WHICH IS SHAUNTAL SHE GETS HER FIRST WIN FOR HER VINTAGE SMUT REFERENCES

Will's runway was so bad that it knocked him down from first place oh my god

The bottom 3 is Sidney Aaron and Garreth and while Sidney was the worst of the challenge he had the best runway so there's a very real possibility that he might save himself here

On the other hand Aaron only doing alright on the runway probably guarantees him in the bottom despite not actually doing that bad

But as it turns out Garreth's combination of a decent challenge performance and the second best runway push him ahead and he manages to escape the bottom 2 so we have a faceoff between Sidney and Aaron

It almost happened in the lipsync tournament but now we get to see these two lipsync assassins battle it out

FUCK NO WE'RE NOT DOING THIS SHIT

Sidney and Aaron lipsync to absolute silence apparently and it's extremely awkward but considering what the actual song is I too would rather stand there and do nothing

The Cordie curse hit Sidney here again because he also bombed the lipsync from the season 4 roast

And with that Sidney wins

I mean

They didn't do anything so I guess the result was determined by their track records but this is a really weird end for the episode

Also no Untucked for this episode that's suspicious that's weird

#ooc #amano's drag race

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Things I’m noticing on this rewatch, which I’m hoping to take slow and ponder on but we will see how it goes, PART ONE (obviously major Good Omens season 2 spoilers throughout, specifically for S2E1):

- Angel Crowley’s hair is so bright and curly! The shade feels more like his new post-apocalypse ‘do, which I find curious. New hair is obviously still much darker but it’s that more unnatural shade of red that could be very bright indeed under the right lighting.

- Aziraphale trying to soften angel Crowley up for his warning by complimenting the colors of the nebula first. People pleaser already, I see.

- The opening: that bit where they separate. They’re on the wrong sides. Then they move past each other to the right sides. Then they separate backwards to the wrong sides again, and that’s when the bridge between planets behind them breaks apart. Pretty obvious visual representation of where they end the season, but I do have to wonder about the emerging “they swapped again” theory and if this back and forth motion could be pointing to that.

- Initial analysis about Maggie: cute as a button, blonde, runs a shop of antiques not particularly useful or lucrative in the modern world, formal style of writing, accommodating to the people around her (perhaps to excess), vintage aesthetic all the way around: immediate thought is that of course she’s a mirror to Aziraphale the same way Newton Pulsifer is. Let’s see where it goes.

- I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THIS SPY EXCHANGE ON THE BENCH BEFORE SHAX SHOWS UP. Also why aren’t we talking about Shax more??? She’s a delight! The way she’s absolutely befuddled by how humans outdo her at her own job, the weird strained but sort of mentor/mentoree and also informant relationship she has with Crowley, how she is also probably one of the best dressed in Hell without the smell and blemishes and obvious animal aspect…she’s fascinating and I can’t wrap my head around her. Is she supposed to be a dragon? I could deffo see dragon.

- “What’s the point of it all?” Oh Crowley. So correct.

- His hair matches her dress. Significant that they match??

- Half rations of what???

- The correction of the peas. I weep. Has the air of all the times Neil has probably been corrected about it on tumblr and elsewhere for the bread in the book XD

- There are a lot of Statues of Liberty in Nina’s coffee shop. Why??

- Initial analysis about Nina: cool, collected, blunt, friendly but not familiar, hipster vibes, popular store and business model without being a model business owner, seems like she has it all together but has a pretty big lingering anxiety in the form of a controlling relationship: perfectly fine mirror for Crowley, like Anathema Device. Continuing to see where it goes.

- John Hamm’s befuddled face is the highlight of his performance for me, bc he has such a commanding gregarious menace for playing Gabriel and it’s weird to see it replaced for just…gregarious :P

- I know this is a horrifying moment but can we take a moment to just appreciate the comedy of Aziraphale seeing Gabriel’s whole bare bottom before realizing whose bottom it is? Gosh and the hug. So awkward. (THE JIGGLE)

- John Finnemore also excels at writing idiots. Jimbriel has John’s fingerprints all over it. The conversation is golden.

- This conversation with Michael makes much more sense now tbh but. Want to talk about it in full later, when we have all the information.

- I’ve noticed it since we got promos but: Jimbriel using the angel wing mug and Aziraphale using the blue teacups just…strikes me. Could be because he’s having tea and not cocoa. But still. Hmm. Interesting.

- Aziraphale’s immediate panic over knowing what it’s like to be close to a person. Hmm. Yes. Quite. (And a moment to enjoy Gabriel, even in some pretty extreme amnesia, knowing Aziraphale is safe and will help him. Not so much warm fuzzies over GABRIEL knowing that as it is Aziraphale getting to HEAR that from someone who should by all accounts not feel safe with him at all. Guardian instincts being validated. This won’t backfire.)

- Listen maybe it’s just because I watched the Barbie movie the night before I watched GO2 but all I’m thinking when seeing Jimbriel is that his Kenergy is off the charts. And I know that basically just means he’s at peak himbo performance but Kenergy feels more appropriate right now. More introspections there later, I think.

- Formulating a thought about the box, about how it has very prominent double red arrows and “this way up” on it…and the instructions were on the bottom. Something something Heaven/Hell Gabriel/Beelzebub symbolism?? Foreshadowing for The Final Fifteen Minutes, maybe for season 3 itself????

- “You’re funny. I love you.” UH HEY JIMBRIEL. JIM CAN WE TALK ABOUT THAT. GUYS CAN WE JUST. DISCUSS THE LAYERS OF THAT. Not here, obviously, but at some point.

- The thing about writing an idiot is that they have exactly the wrong intelligence for the situation at hand. It makes them very funny. Even more so when their intelligence actually happens to be helpful.

- THE FLYYYYYYY

- Muriel!

- Oof. Sexy Bentley animations.

- “Now that I’m not reporting to Heaven” INGRAINED BEHAVIORS THAT NEED ADDRESSING, PERHAPS?

- I feel like we don’t talk about “six shots of espresso” enough. I realize it’s been like two days and there’s a lot going on but SIX. SHOTS. OF. ESPRESSO. CROWLEY. It expressly does not calm him down. Oh hey instrumental Bohemian Rhapsody!

- I paused just to fully take in the affronted look on Crowley’s face at “naked man friend” XD

- Crowley downs six shots of espresso in one go and then comes face to face with the exact being of his worst nightmare. No wonder he blows a literal lightning gasket.

- Aziraphale knows about Shax. Interesting.

- Ask him properly? Interesting turn of phrase. And Crowley leaps in immediately between them. Of course he does. Ask him properly meaning be threatening about it this time, I suppose?

- I. AM. DUSTING. ITS YELLOW. HHHHHGK.

- Crowley solution: get rid of the problem, run from it. Get away from it. Aziraphale solution: confront the problem, solve the problem, go charging into the helping of the problem. Hmm. Interesting.

- The whole “our exactlies are not the same exactly” IIIIINTERESTING.

- “I thought we carved it out for OURselves.” “SO DID I.” Y’all I cannot WAIT for the parallel gif sets. This conversation, the bandstand, the sidewalk, and The Final Fifteen Minutes. Phew. Knockout parallels.

- That was a surprisingly petulant lightning strike tbh

- Michael and Uriel sniping at each other. Somehow love it. BUT ALSO. This conversation has so many damn LAYERS now!! Heck!!!

- The floating armchair. Heck yeah.

- The distance between Muriel and the archangels, the way they talk down to her so thoroughly…heck.

- Like how the Resurrectionist matchbox has the skull and crossbones but also the Bible verse on the side. The two halves of the sign, brought together.

- MORE FLIESSSSSS

- Beelzebub’s tactic for trying to get Crowley to help find Gabriel is…interesting. I might have to make a whole separate post to analyze this scene. The matching chairs, the determined way Beelzebub’s pursuit of the hunt isn’t immediately suspicious, the flattery, but most importantly, it’s getting its own bullet point:

- The way Beelzebub shares the bit about Extreme Sanctions and how that is enough to flip Crowley’s Protect Aziraphale switch. He’s on the hook, because now there are actual stakes.

- I wonder, though, at how I didn’t immediately catch that Michael saying “anyone found HELPING him” was said. Anyone caught helping Gabriel. Why would helping an archangel be cause for Extreme Sanctions?? Surely it would be a good thing for anyone, even Aziraphale, to have kept a vulnerable Gabriel safe all this time. I’m chalking it up to first time watching excitement and sleep deprivation but huh. HUH.

- Anyway, back to Beelzebub; they immediately offer a reward to Crowley, a carrot instead of the stick. And Duke of Hell is on the table. Interesting. Weird. And their wording is anyone “involved in the affair.” Very slightly different context. Wouldn’t give away that Heaven is indeed on a manhunt (angel hunt?), but not for the exact reason you would expect.

- I wonder about the temporal implications of being erased from existence. And how this very serious and apparently mythological mode of punishment is coming back in season 3. Hmm. Hmm hmm hmm.

- Also Beelzebub’s “report to me first” I SEE YOU NOW

- Nina and Maggie’s lock-in is…hmm. The “no judgement” about drinking thing strikes me as something someone with a very religious upbringing would say to a friend who drinks. Bit clunky, lot condescending. Interesting way to get to a segue.

- Good old fashioned lover boy better have an amazing comeback next season XD

- LOVE seeing the onscreen effects for the text messages, love the way they’re like crumpled up notes, love the immediate energy that brings to this already suspicious relationship. Sigh.

- I knew “I’m back” had petty marital bickering energy from the trailer but I HAD NO IDEA HOW MUCH.

- Also brief moment of real sadness for how this is a rehash of “angel, I’m sorry, whatever I said, I didn’t mean it. Good? Yes? Get in the car.” Just smoothing over the rough patch so they can move on rather than. Yknow. Talking about it and fixing it.

- Also notice how the apology dance doesn’t actually involve saying “I’m sorry.” It’s more an admission of the other person’s intellectual or moral superiority. Which is. Funny! But also. Sad!

- Jim. Jim you were just outside earlier. Jim please.

- I notice the “little” miracle is done over the portal to heaven. Hmm. I thought at first maybe Jimbriel’s latent archangel abilities were at play but I much prefer the “together Crowley and Aziraphale are super powerful without meaning to be” interpretation, because it makes The Final Fifteen Minutes make SO much more sense.

- The miraculous plume is pink <33333

- The inherent comedy of “nobody will notice a thing!” *BLARING ALARMS* XD reminds me of “he’ll have an enormous hellhound with him! He’ll be easy to spot!” *cut to Dog* from season 1 :P

- Okay, final thoughts on this first rewatch: yeah the foreshadowing and scene-setting is impeccable. Great energy. Loving it! Picking up on so much more tiny hints and clues! Missing God’s narration but it really says a lot, actually, that She isn’t there anymore. No Agnes Nutter book for guidance, no scriptural references to necessitate God’s voice being present…different flavor.

Okay! Might do episode 2 tonight, as well, but I have Things to do first! We will see!

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens season 2 #gos2spoilers #good omens season 2 spoilers #good omens 2 spoilers #time for the deep dive #me brains is marinated and I’m happyyyyyyy

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catty-words · 7 months

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A few top fives...

Top five favorite songs at the moment

Top five romantic comedies

Top five fics that you've written

top five songs at the moment (oh god, half of these are about to be front bottoms tracks*):

'riptide' by beartooth - one of the few songs in my library that serves ace [redacted] as, like, a pump-up jam.

'new song d' by the front bottoms - was just thinking yesterday how she speaks meaning to the emotional landscape of my breakup. king shit.

back on top (2015) by the front bottoms - the whole album is a song. to me.

'lipstick covered magnet' by the front bottoms - this song and i have a carnal relationship

the marianas trench discography - the whole discography is a song. to me.

* she writes before selecting an entire album as one item for the list

top five romantic comedies (behold my unrefined taste):

mr. right (2015) - i remember being super charmed by the earnestness of this one

class rank (2017) - offbeat in exactly the right way to tickle me

when we first met (2018) - this movie asked me to take adam devine seriously as a love interest and then pulled it off. it has bewitched me.

she's the man (2006) - um, a classic.

miss congeniality (2005) - see above

top five (of the moment) fics that i've written:

i'm still in a post-lie away funk i miss her 😭

start, acceleration - my babygirl. can't wait to podfic-ify her.

(don't) tell me anything i don't wanna hear - what can i say? i get off on the fact that i wrote the best sex education fic. mm, exactly to taste.

(i can take it) - did podfic-ify her this past weekend, a recording that will not see the light of day for technical reasons but was performed to a standard i would happily post. more at 11.

gold mines - in love with the praise i get for this fic, my narcissist pool

#winterlovesong1 #replies #top five ask game #the front bottoms #marianas trench #my fic

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tellthemeerkatsitsfine · 1 year

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This week, I watched Zoe Coombs Marr’s Amazon special Bossy Bottom, from 2020. To be honest, I tried to watch it a few months ago, and gave up after about five minutes. I’d read about how she’s an Australian comedian who does this funny character called Dave, who’s a parody of all the tropes of misogynistic male comedians. I’d read that it was good, and was interested in knowing what it was like, so I checked out her special.

She spent the first five minutes explaining that she normally performs in character, but today she’s just here as herself, and she’s just going to do a bunch of really mundane straightforward jokes, and that’s it, she’s sick of trying to do anything intellectual or satirical or steeped in messages. I didn’t actually believe her – obviously I know that when comedians start their set by saying they’re going to be very straightforward, that means they’re actually going to do a bunch of weird complex things and pretending otherwise is part of the joke. But I just didn’t feel like sticking with it long enough to find out what her fakeout was, when I didn’t know her. And I’d come for the character, and it clearly was true that the character would not make an appearance in this show. I watched her make a few of the straightforward jokes she’d promised, and then turned it off.

This week, I read some more stuff about how great she is, and it made me give that special another try. It turns out that you should try a comedy special for more than five minutes before deciding if it’s for you. Because she gets barely past the five-minute mark because it gets more interesting. All the best comedy takes at least a little while to set up, I should have waited.

It was really, really good. She didn’t go into her Dave character at any point, but she did talk about him. Explained why and how she created the character, which I found fascinating even though I hadn’t seen the character. She covered big and tough topics like misogyny and hack jokes with a hell of a lot of nuance, considering how high she kept the laugh rate. It’s not easy to do nuance and laughs at the same time, but it think she managed. She deconstructed the hell out of the entire concept of stand-up, and she’s hardly the first person to do that, but I think she did it very well. As the show went along, it was like she was stepping further and further along a ladder, finding more and more steps that went deeper and deeper into the nature of stand-up, and deconstructing each step when she reached it.

Also, I have to admit that now that I watched it with more goodwill toward her, even her fairly straightforward jokes were pretty funny. I like a good mocking lesbian culture joke, and she had those abound. Sometimes, you just have to be in the right mood for a fisting joke, and then you’ll appreciate it. And by “you”, I mean “me”.

Honestly, I have been thinking lately of how much I appreciate lesbian/queer women’s comedy in general. There is a certain mental adjustment I have to do when I hear straight people make jokes about straight romance and sex, reminding myself that their lives work differently than mine, so I have to put myself in their shoes to understand why this is funny. Laughing at comedians always involves some amount of putting myself in other people’s shoes, but it is kind of fun when I hear a queer woman and don’t have to do the mental adjustment when it comes to the gender of herself or her partner. Yes, Zoe, I do know all those weird lesbian culture terms, and I agree with you, they’re weird! Good observation!

It was so good. Clearly a show by a seasoned professional. The perfect balance between laughs and shivers from hard-hitting emotional bits – mostly the former, the latter treated with quite a light touch, in there just enough to make us feel something. Some props and shit, some playing with timelines and the form, some fakeouts, all well justified. A carefully constructed structure. A couple of strong underlying points. The sense that she really had something to say, and didn’t just write this because it was a new year and she had to say something.

That show explained why she created her Dave character, and of course, it made me even more curious about what Dave is like. So I did some more Googling, and I found this – a recording of her full 2015 show, in character as Dave. The show was also called Dave. I watched that too, of course. I thought it wasn’t quite as good as Bossy Bottom, which I don’t think is because the character isn’t good, but more because Zoe Coombs Marr developed as a comedian between 2015 and 2020. This show was from when she was at an earlier version of her comedic abilities. But it was a funny character.

I think I got more out of the show because I’d seen her explanation for how that character came about, so if anyone’s interested in watching these, I recommend seeing Bossy Bottom and then Dave. Calling it less good than Bossy Bottom is not meant to suggest it isn’t good, because Bossy Bottom was very good. The show called Dave was also good. You could see her picking apart all these things a little at a time, could see the intention behind it, all in a good way. The way she picked on everything, not just the dramatic stuff. She did pick on the misogynistic male comedian who does rape joke material. But she also picked on the idea of a comedian who commits to a full hour without an hour of material, and got hilariously specific about her story of a new comedian who tries to cozy up to more established and successful comedians.

So I enjoyed that. I have to say, I’d kind of forgotten about this until I saw these shows, but Zoe Coombs Marr is part of the reason why I have it in my head that I’m not a big fan of the reviewer Brian Logan. I remember once reading a review in which he said he thought Zoe’s character Dave was too much of an exaggeration, male comedians – even the shitty sexist ones – aren’t really like that, and as a result, it doesn’t work all that well. I remember reading that months ago and thinking it suggests that Brian Logan doesn’t quite understand the concept of parody, because those are suppose to exaggerate real life. Except that obviously Brian Logan knows full well what a parody is, so clearly, he just chose to complain about someone taking the sort of exaggeration that parodies aim at people all the time, and aiming it at the concept of shitty male comedians.

But I also thought that to be fair, I haven’t seen the show, so maybe it was, in fact, too over-the-top to be funny. Maybe it really was so exaggerated that it couldn’t be recognized as an example of reality, and Brian Logan had a point in complaining about it. This is why I was surprised when I watched the show, and found that it was much tamer than I’d expected. It was barely and exaggeration. It was a bit of an exaggeration, but not much. I’ve seen plenty of male comedians at my local clubs and pubs who are pretty fucking close to that character. Especially in 2015, when I was in comedy clubs a lot because my brother was only a few years into his comedy career then, so I was still going to see him all the time. I remember what comedy was like in those clubs then, and the Dave character is really not far off. 2015 is the year of the Dave show that’s on Vimeo, and that Brian Logan review that claims the character is unrealistic is also from 2015. Brian Logan can shut up. Zoe Coombs Marr didn't exaggerate things nearly as much as she could have, given what club comedy was like then.

Not that it's all that different now. I heard a rape joke at a pub comedy night a few weeks ago. To their credit, the other comedians in the room all visibly cringed, and the host deftly hurried the guy offstage as quickly as he could. But still. It's not some long-forgotten relic.

Anyway, the point is that I really enjoyed Zoe Coombs Marr. I should have given her more of a chance earlier. Any stand-up hour should be given at least ten minutes before we give up on it.

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scumbag-monthly · 2 years

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The Young Ones - Cash 🧊

Original air date: 15.5.84

Reviewed by: @xgardensinspace

Darling fascist bully boys, it is very exciting to be here with you all, celebrating the 40th anniversary of The Young Ones by reviewing all of their amazingly chaotic episodes! I chose to talk about Cash, and here’s why: The episode gave us some unique “firsts”, great visuals, and very quotable phrases that live rent-free in my mind. Unique things like Vyvyan’s The Damned t-shirt; seeing the fireplace in the house and thus making the drawing room be the fourth wall; meeting the boys’ next door neighbour; the gang FINALLY gets to have some proper CASH for once in their life (even if it was extremely brief); and chopping up Neil’s hair! (his bit alone was a big reason why I picked this episode as one of my options for review; Neil with short, choppy hair is such a cute visual and I still really want to draw him like that. Plus he wears one of Mike’s suits and I hold all of this very dear to my heart.

Now, I’ll break down some of the most notable moments and quotes (at least for me) of the episode in hopes that this will showcase the highlights of why this episode is so bloody amazing.

“I’ve just nailed my legs to the table.” It came so unexpectedly that I was laughing for 10 straight gay minutes when I first saw it. It’s not about Mike “floating”… It was the whole “nailing PLATES” to the table that did it for me. The way this joke was set up and the final punch-line form a beautiful choreography that was immaculately timed. I also can’t quite figure out how the practical effect of Mike floating was done, but I think I’d rather leave it a mystery.

For starters, Mike nails plates down to the table. At first there’s this whole hilariously magical moment because Mike has done the impossible! But then the episode turns around and gives us one of the most unexpected gags I’ve ever encountered in comedy:

Speaking of SFXs, we get to see some Poulterghoosts layered over the footage and it’s a very fun addition to the episode for the codpiece face joke alone. We then see an EXTREMELY chaotic and extremely funny scene on the neighbour’s telly that is a spoof of a famous UK advert about bicycles. The quote “Think Once, Think Twice” is directly taken from the advert and the cinematography for it is actually very spot on to the original! And speaking of the random cutaways, “The Madman” bit is definitely my favourite in the entire series, just because Steve Dixon’s performance still gives me the good kind of chills. His laugh is so perfectly villainous, and everything about it is just so pointlessly chaotic. “You won’t catch me with mee trousers!”

Boomshanka, and the entirety of Neil’s letter to his bank manager come from this episode! And I KNOW you know the entirety of that letter by memory right now… We all know it. This, and Rick’s commentary on eating ear wax is EXACTLY what I meant about this episode just having a multitude of quotable moments. Other great examples include… the entire scene about Vyvyan being pregnant: “I’M GOING TO HAVE A BABY.” “How… How did it happen?” “Didn’t your parents ever tell you about the birds and the bees?” “What if the bird got stung halfway through? Ostriches are really big.” “AH! AH! The contractions have started!” “Vyvyan’s baby will be a pauper! Oliver Twist!” Who even thought of this joke?! It is just so insanely ridiculous to have a pregnant Vyv. Obviously he isn’t, but the fact that Vyv just pulled these bollocks out of his bottom is ridiculously stupid. We’re all definitely still here for it. I mean, we sat there for a fart joke with the neighbour earlier. And… SPOILER ALERT! The whole baby bit is another big joke on passing wind. This show is TRULY for a mature audience. ;)

There’s a bit where Vyvyan curses God (played by DJ Alan Freeman) and we actually get to see what God in The Young Ones universe looks like! He shows up again in Summer Holiday, but Cash was his first appearance. This God is suave and always throwing the best comebacks, so I wouldn’t be surprised if this God was Mike’s biological father. Next up, Mike proceeds to use the super powers his God dad gave him, and calls out for a newspaper, which arrives on cue out of the blue. They look at the very blank list of job adverts, and the only position available seems to have Rick’s lisp: “Join the Profeshionels.” Everyone backs out of applying, and force Neil into taking the job. (Vyv’s excuse being pregnant, of course.) But the way Rick replies to joining the army: “Ahm, well, M’yes, no, mnyeah…” became my catchphrase to complain about stuff as well.

And then the episode gifts us with an exasperated Rick smoking 6 cigarettes and AT LONG LAST, the fabulous Neil with a suit two sizes too-small and his new choppy hairdo.

With a clean-looking Neil, the boys step out of the house to go get that “Profeshionels.” to the beat of this episode’s musical guest; Ken Bishop’s Nice Twelve. I am super in love with the quick edit cuts they used in this scene, because it perfectly fits the song as well as the exasperation the characters are probably feeling. If you’ve ever been poor and living day to day, you’d understand this feeling too.

Neil ignores SPGs advice of not telling the Army officers that he was a pacifist, so he then gets shoved into joining the police force because THEY WILL LITERALLY TAKE ANYONE. Now, this wouldn’t be alternative comedy and Alexei Sayle’s skit if it didn’t include social commentary on the pigs– I mean, the police force. If they take anyone into the force and the only job qualification is to know how to make that “Khjjjj” sound for when talking on the radio… then what does that say about the policemen out there guarding our streets? Neil is so aware of the corruption that he even announces himself with; “Open up! It’s the pigs.” when going to investigate his friend’s house. It’s simple jokes that, unfortunately, are still relevant today. Alexei’s performance here is super cute and memorable; definitely one of my favourites. His Benito Mussolini-look-alike character’s got great energy, and it turns out he’s a contestant for the Eurovision doing all these funny noises. His routine is so compelling that I find myself doing these funny noises when in a good mood.

The episode’s final gag is Mike telling Rick he’s got everything under control, to which Rick replies that if Mike’s got it all sorted, then; “A massive, rear-articulated lorry loaded with money and food and everything they need [will] come smashing through the window…” and so that’s exactly what happens. They are rich enough to give out “... a large sum of money.” as a tip for their service helpers now. So much money, that Vyv can eat Caviar with a ridiculous amount of ketchup. So much cash, that Neil doesn’t even recognise the inside of the house. So he thinks that the boys have become furniture thiefs, and complying with his new job, he decides to do something about it. And yet another quotable quote arises after Neil ask the boys to come with him quietly. “No, we’re going to come very noisily.” followed by tuneless wailing.

So finally, Vyvyan’s baby sees the light of day as a massive fart and… Mike celebrates by lighting up a cigar on Vyvyan’s lips, exploding the entire house yet again.

And that’s it… credits roll and the boys stare at the burning house in awe. Very typical way of ending the episode if you ask me. Okay… I am honestly finding it very difficult to spot any negatives in this episode as I rewatch it for the review, and I think that’s definitely a plus! I suppose fart jokes are a bit childish, but some people seem to enjoy toilet humour so this bizarre episode will please their folly just fine! ANYWAYS! I don’t think this episode is regarded as one of the top ones, but I really love it and it’s definitely one of the most quotable one amongst fans! And that’s saying something. Now go on, and may the seed of your loin be fruitful in the belly of your woman.

#the young ones #tyo #cash #reviews #scumbag monthly #forty years of the young ones

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bolllywoodhungama · 10 months

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Eddie Murphy discusses the "Christmas spirit" and how it is the "best time to reconnect with family and friends" ahead of the release of Candy Cane Lane.

Eddie Murphy's upcoming Christmas flick Candy Cane Lane will be released on December 1. Eddie Murphy, Reggie Hudlin, and Brian Grazer are ready to reconvene after 30 years for Candy Cane Lane, a hilarious, new Amazon original action-adventure twist on the Christmas movie genre. The video is set in El Segundo, California, near Los Angeles International Airport, and depicts an actual location that draws visitors every year to enjoy the spectacular Christmas displays. Eddie Murphy plays Chris, a man on a goal to win his neighborhood's annual Christmas home decorating contest who, unwittingly, strikes a bargain with a nefarious elf that brings the 12 Days of Christmas to life.

Nothing is more important to Murphy and his character Chris over the holidays than spending time with family. "When you get older it's harder and harder to feel that Christmas spirit, but it makes it much easier when you have the little ones around," says Murphy. "Christmas is the best time to reconnect with family, friends and the people who matter most to celebrate the good times." He hopes that this film preserves the Christmas spirit alive. Murphy's character, Chris Carver, is a family man who loves Christmas so much that he names all of his children after Christmas carols. "Every year, he goes all out, and then he loses his job." "Right before Christmas, the bottom is pulled out from beneath him," Murphy adds. "He is going all out in his movie because he is on the verge of losing everything." Director Reginald Hudlin says that having the comic G.O.A.T on hand was crucial to making Candy Cane Lane the best movie could be. "This is my second time working with Eddie Murphy on a film, and there are a lot of great things that come with that." The first is, of course, that you work with Eddie Murphy, one of the most talented persons in our industry. The second reason is that everyone wants to work with Eddie Murphy, so you can find the best staff and performers to surround him with. As a result, I was able to make the film of my dreams." Candy Cane Lane, directed by Reginald Hudlin and written by Kelly Younger, will launch on Prime Video in India and 240+ countries and territories worldwide on December 1. The Christmas comedy, directed by Brian Grazer, starring Eddie Murphy, Karen Lunder, and Charisse Hewitt-Webster in crucial roles.

#Brian Grazer #Candy Cane Lane #Christmas #Eddie Murphy #International #Reggie Hudlin #bollywood hungama

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arrogantsoap · 11 months

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Reviewing horror movies I watched for the first time this halloween season

(I'll keep updating this post as I watch more. Also I'm going for the classics here, if you have recommendations feel free to tell me)

- The Blair Witch Project: 7/10

I guess watching it in cinema when it came out must have been so good and I appreciate it for the originality. It's great at portraying the fear of being lost and haunted and shit and i wasn't bored for a single minute. But idk i guess knowing everything that happens in it before even watching it made the plot kinda... meh lol

- Friday the 13th (1980): 5/10

Had I not known who the killer was maybe it would've been surprising and I would've liked it better. But it's just y'know a product of its time and it's alright i just didn't like it very much, it's clumsy and funny at best and at its worst it makes murder seem boring. I have yet to watch the sequels because from what I've heard they're better.

- Evil dead (1981): 7/10

Really good! Love the plot, but most of the main characters are so dumb i just got angry sometimes. The practical effects got a good laugh out of me sometimes but overall it's really impressive. I had watched Evil Dead: Rise before this one. That one I found better because it improves on the mistakes of the original, but you have to appreciate the source material because it's already pretty fucking good.

- Sinister: 8/10

When it comes to the haunting subgenre this one really nails it. I've deducted a few points because it's pretty cliche, most horror movies with little kids tend to do the same thing and this one rarely escapes those tropes. But the ending was impressive and I liked it a lot. Plus Ethan Hawke playing a dad. Do I need to say more?

- Scream (1996): 10/10

Was it really supposed to be a horror movie and not a gay romcom? Anyway........ It's a classic and it deserves that title. Fucking awesome. Perfect characters. The main girl is not dumb. Great ending. I've watched it like five times in a week. Am not doing okay.

- Scream 2 and 3: 6/10

Okay I think it's pretty safe to assume from now on the series is hardly even trying to be a horror series. As comedies, these are great. The meta elements always get me. But they just lack the spiciness of the first one. Tbh would only recommend if you got time to spare otherwise you wouldn't be missing much.

- I know what you did last summer: 9/10

Exactly my cup of tea. It's a shame Julie is SO. FUCKING. STUPID. But I loooooove me some who done it horror. It's sort of a distant sibling of Scream so if you liked that you'll probably like this one too.

- Poltergeist (1982): 9/10

Really great. It's a classic for a reason. It nails everything right on the head. Love the metaphor behind it too. It's just not exactly my type of thing so yeah...

- Scream 4: 7/10

So far I found this to be the best sequel. The "reboot" thing works well, but Emma Roberts' performance annoys me deeply idk. Everything else was very entertaining idk. Still kinda mid comparing to the first one

- Signs: 10/10

I think a close second to horror/murder mystery/slasher to me are these apocalypse/end of the world type of movie. And this one is probably the best one I've watched so far. I don't even get scared watching movies anymore but this one made my heart drop to the bottom of my stomach. Also the family drama makes me really emotional lol. This movie does everything right, loved it. Is it even horror? Idk, but I liked it a lot.

#horror movies #halloween #my post #scream #i know what you did last summer #poltergeist #friday the 13th #the blair witch project #sinister #evil dead #signs

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(Maurice Tarplin, the narrator from The Mysterious Traveler, top right, Dietrich and Stewart, bottom)

Day 27- TV and Radio:

TV:

The Colgate Comedy Hour, “Martin and Lewis,” April 27th, 1952.

I Love Lucy, episode 29, “The Freezer,” April 28th, 1952.

Radio:

Lux Radio Theater, “No Highway in the Sky,” April 28th, 1952.

Gunsmoke, “Billy the Kid,” April 26th, 1952.

The Mysterious Traveler, “Murder in 2952,” April 29th, 1952.

During Project 1939 I listened to many episodes of Lux Radio Theater. It was a big budget show that had major celebrities come on each week to perform one-hour versions of their famous films. Until today, I had not heard any 1952 episodes. When I saw this episode would be a version of No Highway in the Sky, I was very excited. I saw the film years ago, and I remember liking it, but even better, Marlene Dietrich was in it! And James Stewart! It was smartly condensed, and I enjoyed it a lot. It made me want to watch the original movie again.

The Mysterious Traveler was another new show for me, and I loved it. This episode took place in the year 2952, and the future forecasts were fascinating and hilarious. In 2952 we have colonized Venus and Mars, and we are working on Jupiter’s moons and Saturn. There are things called “Martian Dream Apples” that are more addictive and deadly than heroin or cocaine! One main character is a Dream Apple addict. There are devices that can somehow record previously spoken words based on their atomic pressure, and creatures called Surgeon Birds who experimentally reassemble humans on Calypso Island! It was loads of fun to listen to!

...And now a word from today’s best sponsor: Lux Toilet Soap! Nine out of ten screen stars depend on it! Think of it as a beauty stimulant! You just lather it on your face with warm water and rinse it off with a splash of cold water- and that adds to the stimulation! Next, stimulate your... oh, wait. Lux now has Skin-Tonic action! Which is pretty vague, but it must mean something good! Ask your grocer or pharmacist for Lux! Because nothing sounds more glamourous than the words Toilet Soap!

#project1952 #1952 #project1952 day 27

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neoyuno · 2 years

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it wasn't me | j.jh (M)

after a long show and an even longer tour, jaehyun finds himself at the last stop, los angeles. good thing he has someone very special to take care of him—in every single way. ; or, jaehyun stays over at your house after his last tour stop and a relaxing bath turns into a lot more.

Pairing | idol!jaehyun ♡ celebcrush!reader

Genre | Romance [established relationship], Comedy, Smut [ oral, bath/shower sex (kinda), switch dynamics, unprotected sex, praising (lots of it), breast worship (?), petname usage (kitten, princess, love, sweetheart), pwp, they are both just very horny people.]

Word count | 6.9K

Reading time | 35 minutes

Warnings/notes | afab reader, explicit descriptions of sex, slight usage of curse words. / reader is a famous producer/performer and jaehyun’s long time celebrity crush—and now girlfriend.

People cheering was heard all over the venue, leaving in crowds after the group had said their goodbyes, but you walked casually through the corridors of the building. Wandering amongst staff and relatives of the performers with the goal of finding your boyfriend.

Of course, you knew the building by memory, many of your best memories happened in those very own corridors. Now, you experienced being the one watching and enjoying a performance rather than being on stage. The passion and care your partner put into what he did never failed to amaze you. He worked hard and gave his all in everything he did.

With great performance, came great fatigue. You greeted the rest of the boys whose skin glistened with sweat and breath was quick and short, as you walked towards the last dressing room. A white sheet of paper read “Jaehyun” in black ink, the visual made you smile proudly. Knocking on the door softly, you pushed it open to be greeted by your boyfriend sitting back on a small couch.

His head was thrown back and his eyes closed. Even like this, he looked as ethereal as always. His pretty nose tinted a rosy hue matching the apples of his cheeks and his skin glistened with sweat. If you didn’t know better, you would’ve thought that he couldn’t tell it was you who had entered the room, but as soon as that sweet cherry blossom scent hit his nose, he knew it was his beloved.

“Hi, baby.” he greeted you without opening his eyes and exhaled. “Did you enjoy the performance?” he moved his arms briefly to pat his lap, motioning you to take place on his thighs.

“You were amazing out there, baby.” you praised. Even though you had no vision of his face, you knew he was smiling, as he placed a soft kiss on the top of your hair afterward.

“Not as great as you,” he said and chuckled when you poked his ribs jokingly.

“Shut up. Today you performed, we should focus on you,” you said and you meant it.

He hummed in response and indulged himself in the comfortable silence of the room. Your breathing mixed with his that was slowly getting steady.

Your lips pressed faint kisses to his neck and jaw, comforting him and giving him your love.

“Do you wanna go home, now?” You asked and he hummed once more. “Maybe you can take a shower cause you kinda stink.”

He laughed wholeheartedly and a smile grew on your lips. “You are mean.” He finally opened his eyes to look down at you. “But I love you.” He confessed and kissed your lips.

After gathering his belongings, he walked out of the room and walked over to his manager to let him know where he was going.

“Remember, tomorrow off. Monday, 10 am at the Capitol Building. Don’t forget.” The man told your boyfriend and then turned to you. “He’s going to forget, please don’t let him miss this meeting.”

Your boyfriend whined at the words of the man, making you giggle. “Got it. Monday. 10 am. He will be there dressed and well-fed!”

“Alright, have fun.” He said and walked away, turning back for a second. “Safe fun.” He emphasized causing the man beside you to blush.

“Will do!” You answered and heard Jaehyun shush you in embarrassment. “We always have safe fun, don’t we, Jaehyunie?”

“Hmm,” you looked over at his sleepy face and felt bad for him.

“And for the love of God, don’t do anything that will leave him with a sore throat again cause he has recording sessions this week.” The man before you said in a stressed voice. “Although they are with you so, your problem anyway.” You laughed at the last part.

“I can’t promise that, but I will try.” You said innocently causing the man to roll his eyes and sigh playfully before leaving you to turn to Jaehyun. “Let’s get you home so you can rest, hun.” You grabbed a hold of his bag and he let you, following behind you to your car where he reclined his seat as low as it could go as soon as he buckled his seatbelt.

The venue was not far away from home, the 30-minute ride felt quick, the sound of the sweet melody of his cute snores was almost like white noise to you—soothing.

“Baby, we’re home.” you shook his sleeping figure and he opened his eyes slowly.

“So fast?” he asked drowsily and stretched a bit before getting off the car and into the warmth of your house.

“You’re too good to me.” he whispered, teeth sinking on your skin softly, making you hum.

“It’s what you deserve.” you meant it, Jaehyun was an amazing boyfriend.

“I love you.” he whispered.

“And I love you.” you giggled and freed yourself from his grip eventually, to serve him his dinner. “I hope you like dinner, made your favorite dish.”

“I just missed you.” he confessed, making your heart swell.

“You are finally done with the tour… just one more schedule and then we can have a whole month for ourselves before I start mine.” as you kissed his forehead followed by a kiss on each of his dimples, his arms let go of you. “Now, eat up. I will run you a warm bath.”

As you walked away you could hear him hum in contentment as he devoured his food, a smile being brought up to your face.

The water smelled like tonka bean and lavender, Jaehyun’s favorite. Holographic bubbles soon covered the surface serving as a cue for you to turn the running water off. You exited the bathroom, running into the tall man in the hallway that led to your room.

“I will go get you some clean clothes, you can jump in.” you smiled and walked away.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“Oh, I just-” he hesitated. “You don’t have to.”

“I really don’t mind, love.” you smiled and he reciprocated the action. “And you what?”

“Nothing.” he said quickly, the tips of his ears turning a slight shade of crimson before he sighed and spoke again. “Can you, can you join me?”

“Not like that, I just-” he stuttered.

“It’s okay, get in there, I’ll help you wash up.” you said sweetly. “Let me help you.” you offered as he started to undress.

His back was facing you as you helped him slide his button-up shirt from his shoulders, his strong back muscles catching your attention. Not being able to help yourself, you pressed a soft kiss to the middle of his back, the skin of his arms rising with goosebumps at the feeling of your soft lips against his warm skin.

Jaehyun smiled and brought one of your hands up to his face, kissing the back of it before dropping it back to your sides. His hands moved to the front of his jeans, working on disregarding his belt before unbuttoning his pants. You blushed at the sight of the back of his body, the only part of skin covered being his soft and small bottom.

Jaehyun ran a hand through his hair, noticing the growing bulge inside his already tight boxers. The way your fingertips felt on his skin was just enough to have his mind going wild—but what set him off was the soft kiss you pressed on his back.

He removed his underwear completely and submerged into the warm lavender water. Throwing his head back against the edge of the tub, he groaned at the feeling of the soothing bath, right when you entered back into the room.

His head was still laying back on the edge, his face facing directly upwards giving you space to appreciate his features. His eyes were closed, as they were a few minutes ago on the couch of his backstage room, and his expression was relaxed. You could appreciate the way his cheeks were a deep shade of pink, probably due to the hectic night he had, and how his long eyelashes rested beautifully against his skin. His cute nose looked inviting as you pressed a small kiss to the tip, his dimples showing up as he smiled widely.

“How was your day?” You asked and he hummed as you took a bit of the warm water in the bowl to soak up his hair.

“Tiring,” he answered softly. “but my beautiful girlfriend is helping me relax.” He said and you chuckled at his flirting.

“Hmm, is she?” You ran your finger through his brown locks and you poured more water on his head carefully to not splash it on his eyes.

“Mhm, she is the best and I love her very much.” he hummed again.

You smiled at his statement and moved to open the shampoo bottle, pouring a bit of the liquid on your hands before rubbing them together and lathering his hair.

What he didn’t know is that his sounds were tempting you to do something more than just helping him wash up and get ready for bed. Shaking your thoughts, you finished massaging his scalp and moved to pour water on his head once more to rid of the shampoo.

“Seat up, let me lather your back.” You said and he obliged. Your fingers moved to unclasp the necklace he had around his neck before placing it on the counter next to his pj’s.

His face rested on his knees after he brought them up to surround them with his arms. The sound of the water rolling on his back relaxed him to the point where he was very close to falling asleep until he felt your fingers work on the knots in his shoulders. A deep moan left his lips almost automatically.

“You like that?” You whispered, your throat suddenly dry.

“Love?” You heard him ask and you diverted your attention to him by humming. “Please join me.” He said in a slight begging tone.

You nodded, even though he could not see you, and started removing your clothes. His eyes noticed your shirt and pants drop on the floor next to the tub, your bra and panties quickly following. His eyes were glued to your body as soon as you came into his sight, your hands covered yourself a bit as you slowly sunk into the warm water facing him.

“The water is still warm!” You gasped in surprise. He smiled at you with his head slightly slanted and his cheeks blushed. Having spent so much time apart had both of you feeling quite bashful about being this exposed in front of each other.

“You are so cute,” He said and smiled wider, his eyes becoming half crescents and his cute whiskers on display.

Jaehyun moved forward and you did too, your chest pressing against your knees as he was. His nose brushed against yours and his eyes moved to stare at your lips (and part of your cleavage that was not covered in soapy bubbles). “and so so hot.” He whispered, his smile having morphed into a smirk.

“Am I?” You asked cheekily, your volume matching his.

His hand came up from under the water and he placed his index finger in the center of your collarbones, his soft touch slowly moving down to the valley of your breasts and under the water again. “So fucking pretty.” His hand slightly brushed your hips and you sat back straight.

“Lay back.” You said and he immediately obliged. Pushing yourself up on the edge of the tub, you managed to get on your knees, much to Jaehyun’s lack of luck, the glittery bubbles still covered the majority of your chest. You moved forwards on your knees, a bit of the water flowing out of the tub and splashing the tiles.

His eyes stared at you as you moved to straddle his lap, his hardening boner flinching almost instantly, his tip softly touching your entrance.

“So pretty…” he whispered again and latched his lips on your collarbones, gently pressing kisses from one side to the other. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too.” You replied, skin shivering when you felt his sharp canines press on your neck.

“What did you miss about me?” He asked smugly. “Did you miss my lips?” You hummed and he smiled against your skin. Jaehyun trailed his lips up to your cheek before whispering in your ear. “I missed yours around my-“

“You’re getting real bold, Jeong Jaehyun.” You said after putting your hand to his mouth. “You really think you can switch things around?”

“Let me show you a good time, love.” He said and held your hand, dipping your index and middle fingers into his warm mouth. He looked straight into your eyes as he swirled his tongue around them, sucking them while hollowing his cheeks after and releasing them with a smirk on his face at the sight of your expression.

“Fuck,” you mumbled. “Now I’m not sure if I want to fuck you or if I want you to fuck me…”

“We could always do both, but I’m leaning towards the latter for now. You can fuck me all you want the next rounds.”

“You missed me that much that you want to go all night long?” You teased and he smirked leaning to bite your neck again.

“Jaehyun…” you gasped softly as he grabbed you by the hips and placed you a little higher, your breasts finally uncovered.

“Tell me, baby.” He said before his lips trailed down to when his finger did a few minutes ago. He looked up to see your eyes staring intensely at him, waiting for his next move.

Jaehyun smirked before licking a strip up your chest before engulfing your right nipple in his mouth. You gasped at the sudden contact, his mouth sloppily sucked on your bud while making sounds of contentment.

“Ah, I’ve missed your mouth so much.” You sighed and looked back down. Your boyfriend’s eyes were closed as he devoured your breasts, while sucked on one his rough hand kneaded the other. He used his index finger to tease your hard nipple and his mouth detached from your other, the skin around his mouth matched yours, glistening with his saliva. He groaned and switched his tongue to the bud that was being teased by his finger, instead of sucking on it like he did to the other, he poked his tongue and teased the bud with the tip of it.

His mouth mimicked that of how he kissed you on the skin of your chest. His hand slowly moved up from your breast to your face, his fingers taking advantage of your open mouth to dip inside. Jaehyun placed his index and middle fingers on your tongue, your mouth quickly closing around them and sucking on them. He groaned against your skin at the feeling of your tongue swirling around his fingers, wishing it was swirling around a lower area of his body.

Looking up to see your face, he groaned loudly once more, the sinful scene before him causing his hard-on to jerk up and hit your entrance again.

“I want to fuck you so bad, baby.” He whispered near your ear before softly biting your earlobe.

“What’s stopping you?” He didn’t even wait another second after you were done speaking before he crashed his lips with yours. His hands cupped your face as his lips feverishly kissed your own. Your hands came up to set on his strong chest, levering yourself as you felt dizzy from the touch of his plump lips.

“You are so pretty.” He groaned against your lips. “Please say you’re mine.”

“I’m all yours, baby. Only yours.” You gasped when he lifted your hips and felt something slide over your wet lips.

“I’m all yours, too, baby.” He groaned again. “Fuck, that feels good.” He said when your lips attacked his neck, leaving faint bite marks on his sweet spots.

“What are you waiting for?” You asked again, as he kept teasing your entrance but never dipping in.

“I don’t care if you cum quickly, we have all night. But I really really want you inside me. Now.” You kissed his lips and lined him up with your entrance.

“You fill me up so well, love.” You moaned and leaned in to kiss his neck, your hips not stopping.

“So perfect.” He groaned deeply as he lifted his head to kiss your lips. You tried pushing your tongue into his mouth to play with his, but when you did, his lips caught it, sucking it softly. The feeling and sight of Jaehyun sucking your tongue were almost enough to throw you over the edge. He hummed in contentment before letting it go and quickly sliding his tongue over your lips.

“Fuck you.” You moaned and he chuckled.

“Okay.” He replied smiling, his lips coming up to kiss yours and you took the opportunity to return the favor.

The groan that resonated in his throat as you engulfed his tongue in your mouth was the sexiest thing ever. Your mouth quickly let go of his when he thrust up particularly harshly, causing a loud whine to leave your lips.

“I need to hear you, baby. Please, be loud for me.” Even though it was hard not to be loud when he fucked you, he always wanted more. “Ah fuck- you’re so wet for me, kitten.” Oh, how had you missed hearing that nickname.

“Jaehyun-“ you whined and he smirked, knowing exactly what that nickname arose in you.

“Yes, kitten? You want me to fuck you good?” He murmured and kissed your jaw. “It’s been a while since I fucked you dumb, hasn’t it?”

“Yes, it has…” you moan and tried sneaking your hand to circle at your clit but his strong hands grabbed your wrists, keeping your hands in front of your chest. “Baby, I need more.”

“You do? Does my kitten need me to fuck her harder?” The way words rolled out of his tongue had you going crazy. His sexy groans and the way his cock felt inside you were also driving you insane. You whined as your hips kept moving, trying hard to relieve the burning pit in your belly. “Look at you, so pretty bouncing on my cock.”

He stared at your face, mouth agape and eyes shut. He loved looking at your fucked state, he loved hearing his name fall out of your lips like a mantra.

“I want to fuck you harder, but I need to see your pretty face, kitten.” He let go of your wrists and cupped your face. “Do you want to move to the bedroom?” He kissed your lips before biting the bottom one softly.

“I thought you were tired.” You teased and he chuckled.

“I always have the energy to make you feel good, baby.”

“Do you? What if we move it to the bedroom but you let me play with you for a while?” Smiling you leaned forward to kiss his neck, feeling the vibrations of a groan on your lips.

“Yes…” you gasped when he applied more pressure to your bundle. “Please.”

Jaehyun smiled against your lips and removed his hands from your body, a groan leaving your lips at the sudden lack of touch. The tall man helped you get up and turned the shower head above the tub on, getting rid of the soap remaining on your bodies before turning it back off and carrying you. His hands grabbed at your ass and your hands latched around his neck as he moved to the bedroom. His plump lips attacked your own in the most delicious way possible.

He dropped you on the mattress, your wet bodies dampening the sheets without care. His lips are quickly attached to your skin, starting from your neck and down your chest. The hotness of his breath sent shivers up your spine, the exposed skin of your chest flushing and buds hardening.

“So soft,” he breathed out as his hands engulfed your thighs. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, kitten. Nobody will make you feel this good.”

“Only you.”

“I will ruin you, baby.” He tapped his tip on your clit before gliding it over your folds. “You’re so wet, love.”

“Wait, can I suck you off first?” You asked softly, giving him the cutest begging eyes, or at least that’s how he saw them.

“But baby, I want to feel your pretty pussy.” He said caressing your face.

“Pleaseeee,” you whined and batted your eyelashes. “Pretty please? I want to taste you.”

He couldn’t resist such a pretty voice asking for such a dirty thing. Plus, it’s not like he wouldn’t get to fuck you after.

“Fine…” he feigned annoyance as he rolled his eyes with a smile. “If you insist…”

“Oh, I do.” You said and pushed him off to stand up then push him onto the bed. You stood in front of him, parading your pretty and wet tits in front of his face.

“Such a pretty girl…” he said before pressing kisses around the skin of the valley of your breasts.

“You are so perfect.” He groaned and squeezed both cheeks again.

Kneeling in front of him, you rested your face on his thigh, face centimeters away from his dick.

“Such a pretty cock…” your fingertips trailed up his shaft and your boyfriend tensed up. “I wonder if it still fits in my mouth.”

“We’ll make it fit, kitten.” He strained out when your lips kissed the tip of his cock.

“Mmm, tasty.” a soft satisfied moan resonated from your throat after your tongue lapped at the tip.

He loved seeing you struggle to make it fit, teeth lightly grazing the skin of his shaft—but who doesn’t like a little pain. Squirming on the floor, you clenched around nothing as you tried going further down, cute little moans leaving your throat as you stared up at him with doe eyes, mouth full of his sex.

As he stared down at you he couldn’t believe the scene before him, never in his 24 years of life did he ever think he’d actually see his many wet dreams about you come true. Neither did he think you’d love him as much as you did—and he loved you too.

You felt drool starting to form on the side of your mouth as his tip reached the back of your throat.

“F-fuck…” he breathed out and you continued to move your head up and down his veiny shaft.

Your left hand stroked the skin you couldn’t fit and your right went down to play with your own wetness.

“Mmm, baby… just like that.” He moaned and threw his head back. “Such a good girl…”

As you came up for air, his hands cupped your face to kiss you again.

“Come on, princess. I need to feel you…” he said between kisses and lifted you off the ground, ignoring your protests.

He kissed your belly before standing up and pushing you down the mattress.

“I’ve missed you so fucking much, baby.” You felt his hands in your hips as he moved you up the mattress and positioned himself close to your heat. “Look how pretty you look, so pretty for me…” he kissed your inner thighs before hovering over your center, his warm breath hitting your sensitive spot.

His tongue poked out to lick a stripe up your folds, humming at the accumulated wetness after sucking him off. His mouth soon found your clit to suck it in, the harsh feeling making your bach arch.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned and gripped at his wet hair. “Feels so good!”

“Hmm, does it baby?” He asked before kitty licking your clit, making you scream. He left your center just to spit at it and went back to devour it.

“Wanna cum, kitten? Do you want me to make you cum, sweetheart?” He mocked when he looked up at you, his fingers still pumping in and out of you.

“Yes!” You said and reached to pull his head in but he refused, making you whine.

“Yes what, baby?” He cooed. “You can’t expect me to just do something like that…” and his fingers stopped moving.

“Please! Please, make me cum, baby… I need it…” you begged.

“Good girl.” Dipping his head back down with a smirk plastered on his face, he sucked harshly at your sensitive bud and picked up the pace of his fingers.

Your moans and pants became strained and loud, your belly visibly tensing and breathing hitching—letting him know you were very close to releasing all over his fingers. This is why he removed them and replaced them with his tongue, his thumb now circling your clit at s fast pace.

“Holy shit, baby!” Your legs jerked in, almost crushing his head but he just loved it. He loved knowing you were enjoying his mouth—and so he lapped all of your juices until you were pushing him off your with your feet.

“Such a pretty baby…” he kissed your nose. “Always so good.” He kissed your forehead. “I am so in love with you.” he kissed your lips.

You grabbed unto his biceps when he entered you. His lips pecked yours swiftly as he began to pick up his pace.

“I missed you more, kitten. I’ve missed you so much, the whole of you.” He groaned. “Fuck, you feel so nice around me. I swear you were made for me and me only.”

“Was I?” You asked and swallowed a moan.

“Or maybe I was made for you. Maybe I was made to devour you and make you feel just right, kitten.” His lips pressed softly on your neck. “Do you like that, love?”

Your nails gripped on his back, holding him close as if he were to disappear if you didn’t. Your mind was blank, every single though replaced by the man on top of you. All you could think about was how hot his moans were and how delicious his cock felt inside of you.

“Let me hear you, princess.” He groaned and bit your neck with enough force to leave a faint mark. “Be loud for me, baby, let me know how good I’m making you feel.” He smirked at the soft moan that escaped your lips. “Do you like that, kitten?” He cooed and kissed your cheek softly before looking up to see your eyebrows knitted up and bottom lip between teeth.

“Ah! Jaehyun!” A particularly sharp thrust made you scream out, a string of whimpers and incoherences following right after.

“Such a pretty girl, look at you. I could stare at your beautiful face forever.” He said and sweetly kissed the tip of your nose, but you know the intentions behind his words were far from sweet.

“Baby, I’m cl-close…”

“I know, baby.” Your boyfriend exhaled roughly and lowered his head to latch his mouth to your naked breasts. His mouth sucked on your sensitive buds as satisfied sounds left his throat.

“Oh, baby! Keep sucking like that, it feels so fucking good!” The knot in your belly felt like it was going to come undone at any second, the warm and fiery feeling traveling up your body until your ears started ringing and your mouth couldn’t stop mumbling your lover's name and telling him how good he was. “I can’t hold it, baby, I’m gonna cum!” You cried out and he drilled his hips unto yours with much more force.

“Cum for me, princess.” He groaned and moved his hand on your nipple to rub circles on your clit. The friction pushed you over the edge as you came undone again with a loud scream.

His face flew back to your shoulder blade, sharp canines biting down on the skin.

“Cum inside me, baby. Fill me up and fuck your dripping cum into me.” Your soft voice saying such dirty things was enough to make him cum. You inhale sharply at the feeling of his teeth biting even harder while his throat produced such loud and raspy groans. His warm cum filled you up and just like you asked, once he left your hole he admired your creamy juices mixed together. As they oozed out of you, he pushed two fingers, scooping his cum up and fucking it back inside.

“You look so hot, love.” He said before smirking and bringing his fingers up to your face, your mouth instantly hanging open to clean his cum off his fingers as he groaned.

“And you said you wouldn’t last…” you giggled once his body gave back into your embrace. You felt his body shake as he silently laughed with you.

“Believe me, I wanted to cum the second I entered you.”

“Hey, you asked for both things. I was just following instructions.” He said, his dimples showing as he made a cute face towards you. “Plus, how could I resist such pretty boobies? I’ve been wanting to put them in my mouth since we came home.”

“Ah, such a baby…”

“Of course, if you could feel them in your mouth, you’d get it… just magical. Imagine just how pretty they’d look all swollen and full of milk? I don’t think I’d be able to share with /our/ baby.”

“Our baby?” You teased.

“Well, yeah… if you want of course. I would love to have kids with you. If I love you this much, I can only imagine how great it would be to have mini versions of you running around.” You chuckled and caressed his hair, his words making your heart swell. “Not right now, of course, but soon? Plus, making kids is just too fun.” That last part made you laugh out loud, his smile growing big at the sound.

“I love you.” You whispered after some minutes of comforting silence. You heard Jaehyun sigh lovingly before feeling his lips press on your cheek.

“I love you more, princess.” His voice rasped out and his eyes went wide. “Oh no… my voice!”

“Hah! And you can’t blame me, I didn’t do anything.” You chuckled at his panicked face. He was moaning too loud because of his own doings, you hadn’t even top him.

“Well, I am still blaming you.” He smiled cheekily and kissed your neck softly.

“If you are going to blame me, then I might as well give you a reason to.” You said, pushing him off and climbing on top of him.

You walked hand in hand into the building, the young girl at the front desk greeting you.

“Hey _____! We have missed you so much!” She squealed and you reached to hug her. “How’s your pre-tour vacation going?”

“Pretty good! I have rested a lot, so that’s great.” You smiled and she did too.

“You work too hard!” She mentioned and you laughed. “And hello to you too, Jaehyun!”

Your boyfriend smiled and waved, not wanting her to hear his fucked up voice. She slanted her head and looked at you.

“Vocal rest. We are recording today after the meeting.” You said and she nodded before sending you both off to the meeting room.

“Would you look at that… Mr. Jeong is actually on time!” His manager joked and greeted you both. “Thanks for taking care of him, ____” he smiled.

“Actually, about that…” you scratched your neck and the boys sitting at the table laughed out loud.

“Hello, Hyung.” Jaehyun rasped out and sent him an apologetic smile making the man sigh in despair.

“One thing. I asked you for one single thing. When will y’all two learn to keep it in your pants, huh?“ he scolded both of you and the men laughed even louder.

“It was not my fault!” Jaehyun croaked out.

“Hey! You asked for it!” You retorted.

“I did not!” Your boyfriend bickered back.

“You did it all! I didn’t even do anything, though!” you said. “If anything, when I did I held back.” You whispered the last part but it was enough for some of the guys to hear, causing johnny to whistle.

“I need a vacation…” the oldest man in the room said before leaving the room.

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"Royal purple is the noblest shroud"

Who hasn't heard of Theodora, the Hippodrome's actress who unexpectedly became the Roman Empress?

There are numerous books about her and a couple of films (I'D LOVE IT, if there was a modern one with a strong lead -it could be the new got!). I recently read Paolo Cesaretti's book Theodora and it's certainly one of the best books I've ever read: it isn't a novel, but Cesaretti's colorful language doesn't allows you to let it down. Cesaretti helps you understand Theodora by seeing the bigger picture of her era; nonetheless, he brings her more close to you than ever. Through this book, a whole new world is opening up to you with an interesting figure in the center of it, Theodora.

Here's a brief sum up of her story:

Theodora lived in the first half of the 6th century AD. She is quite famous today because of Procopios' account of her. Procopios was Emperor Justinian's official historian, but he also published a book called Secret History in which he judges the emperors and mostly Theodora for her humble roots.

She was the daughter of the Hippodrome's bear trainer. Hippodrome was something like the Roman arenas and the modern stadiums. Different Factions who had many fans, like today's football fanatics, held an important role to the society. So, when Theodora's father died, it was important that a Faction (aka team) would hire her mother's new husband or else poverty would hit them. Thedora's mother sent her daughters to beg the Green Faction to accept him in front of the whole Hippodrome. They fell on their knees and begged. Pretentious silence followed from the Green Faction's part... everything seemed hopeless in this moment of complete disgrace. However, the Blue Faction accepted their request and took them under their protection. This early moment in Theodora's life was quite significant, teaching her how to turn an unexpected situation to her side.

Theodora grew up and became an actress, which meant she was playing in comedies, such as pantomime. Nonetheless, actors were at the bottom of the social hierarchy because they had to pretend they were someone else -for example a murderer, a cheated husband or a seductive woman- roles blameworthy in a conservative society. Procopios disapproves Theodora for her provocative, nude performances connecting them with her immoral character. Moreover, it was common for actresses to work as concubines, too, in spite of the fact they weren't actually prostitutes. Theodora had many lovers and made a name for herself. Certainly, the orgies Procopios describes have many exaggerations. Procopios' negative look on Theodora has to do with the ancient belief that a woman should not enjoy sex and her only purpose was to become a mother out of it.

Theodora desperately wanted to become a domina, a lady, to be socially secure and financially stable. She only needed the right man... and she found him: his name was Hecebolus and he was a state's official in Pentapolis, Cyranaica (north Africa), where she followed him, after he promised that he'd marry her. Hecebolus turned out to be a liar and soon broke up with her, leaving her all alone far away from her city, Constantinople, and poor. The whole plan with Hecebolus seemed a failure, like the desperate kneeling at the Hippodrome some years ago; similarly, Theodora managed to get the best of the situation. Actually, if it weren't for the adventure with Hecebolus, it is doubted that she'd even get the throne. And that's because Theodora changed, she was completely transformed. She found refugie at the local Church of Alexandria, where she got inspired by the Myaphysites, christian heretics, who persuaded her to quit her old life and get a respectful living.

All Theodora wanted was to return to Constantinople and begin her life all over again. For this purpose, she needed all the help she could get; a dancer called Macedonia, who was at the same time a spy for Justinian (who was helping the Emperor with the governance at the time), gave her a letter of recommendation and told her that Justinian would be willing to help her. When Theodora presented at the Palace, Justinian fell in love with her. Was it her beauty that blinded him so much? Or did he see in her a future Empress, street-smart, wise when it comes to common people and familliar with the east part of the Empire thanks to her journeys? Theodora was all these.

In order to achieve Theodora's enthronement, Justinian changed the law that forbid actresses to marry men of higher social status. This was only the first law in support of women that the imperial couple woud establish. As soon as they rose to the throne, Theodora took care of her women subjects by passing laws that financially protected the widows and rehabilliated the prostitutes. This is a modern day feminism only on the surface; Theodora aimed at streghtening woman's role in society by putting her at the center of the familly. It's through her role as a mother and a wife that she would be equally powerful with man.

Whilst Theodora's laws supported marital affection, she planned many weddings with her ex-collegues and Justinian's officers making this way a strong circle of protection she could control around her and her husband.

Theodora's desire to maintain the throne shows up most clearly during the Nika riots (Nika means Win and while it was often adressed to the Emperor, it now meant the people's victory), only five years after the beggining of their rule, in 532. Not being able to afford the taxes and the measures of thrift, Constantinople's peasants with the leadership of the Factions revolted against Justinian. Constantinople was under destruction for 5 days and Justinian had no idea what to do. The Factions had already voted a new Emperor at the Hippodrome. The only rational course of action was fleeing. Oh, their plans were to end before they even begin! But Theodora spoke out surprising everyone in the council and her words changed the course of history:

"It is impossible for a person, having been born into this world, not to die; but for one who has reigned it is intolerable to be a fugitive. May I never be deprived of this purple robe, and may I never see the day when those who meet me do not call me empress". And finished: "As for me, I agree with the adage that the royal purple is the noblest shroud."

For once more, she inspired Justinian and he commanded the only realistic solution: kill everyone in the Hippodrome. Kill them all. (Should I say when you play the game of thrones you win or you die?). Now Justinian owed his throne to Theodora, the spouse that was given to him by God, as her name implies. Theodora owed nothing more to Justinian, they were really equal.

One might say that Justinian and Theodora represent two different tendencies. Justinian was inspired by the Roman Empire, its immense grounds and imperial ideas. That's why he did everything in his hand to regain the West parts of the Empire which were occupied by Goths, especially Rome, and he impressively made it -even if his achievement proved to be short-lived. Having this aim in mind, Justinian promoted a reconciliation with Rome's Pope. On the other hand, Theodora wished to streghten the Miaphysites who had once helped her, so she turned her attention to the East part of the Empire where the striking population were Miaphysites. Theodora's intentions came into conflict with Justinian's, since the Pope and the Western population were Dyophysites. So, they once yielded to the Pope's side, once to the Miaphysite's and sometimes there was a compromise between the two. But they both respected each other's goals: Theodora was patient when they had to approach the Westerns and Justinian was tolerant towards Miaphysites. Because Justinian and Theodora didn't do anything, separately, without each other.

Justinain believed in One Church, One State, One Empire, following the Roman ideas. No matter their differences in a theological level, Theodora was equally faithful to this motto, knowing that it secured their rule. Theodora was often harsh to her (potential) enemies, staying true to her words during tne Nika revolt. She deposed a Pope for not obeying to her, eventually killed Constantinople's governor after cleverly catching him conspiring against Justinian, while she didn't hesitate to damage the general who had achieved all Justinian's military victories for fear he could overthrow them. Theodora knew the cost of the royal purple and she wasn't willing to die without it.

Both Justinian and Theodora wanted to leave something behind them, so they supported an infrastrucure development program which resulted in architectural achievements such as Hagia Sophia, whose dome seemed to be suspended from heaven by a golden chain. In fact, there were many restorations and new buildings, not only in the capital. However, the only depiction of Theodora that survives is at the mosaic of Saint Vitale in Ravenna. She appears luxouriously dressed accompanied by her Court. She looks calm and detached, without any hint to her past as an actress and the sexual liberty that followed it. She's a domina, master of herself and everything around her, terrifying to her enemies and generous to her proteges. Theodora's penetrating gaze only implies the wisdom she gained through her familiarity with the roles both from the theater and the politics' stage. She lived in a world that was slowly dying, the antiquity, and at the same time was regenerating in the Middle Ages. Transformation had always been a key-part of her story and with her death she was inevitably transformed into the sphere of myths and legends.

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